Seven Deadly Ice Creams

[Princess Bellyra]

Hey, Liam, have you eaten one of those magnum ice creams yet?

I have the wooden sticks of three of them, and they all have funny sayings on them...

[Delirieuse]

Mrow. I want Lust.

[Corybantic]

Do you want to pleasure yourself with the icecream dani?

[Twelveeyes]

Awww! Icecreams! Damn, I can never be bothered to buy the things...oh, no...let mothers do it for you if you can't...

I think Sloth is mine.

Jo

[Princess Bellyra]

Give me Envy...I'll have that one..."You shall see me with this ice cream and want it..and me."

Grr. Argh.

[Twelveeyes]

Well, are you sure it should be worded so? *grins* I'm pretty sure just about nobody would want to be desired by everyone...

Jo

[Corybantic]

I think I fall somewhere in between Lust and Sloth.

I'd love one, but I can't be bothered.

[Princess Bellyra]

Well, everybody only desires me as long as I have the ice cream in my hand...and then that makes me want more Ice Cream...so I guess that falls under...GREED?

"I need more ice cream so people will envy me."

Or something like that...I'm not as good with words as Liam is.

[Corybantic]

How about pride?

This ice cream makes me better, and thus more attractive!

Or maybe, like wrath, it's the ice cream which is prideful (I actually think the actual magnum version is vanity), and so the ice cream would shriek 'I'm too beautiful and perfect to get eaten'

hmmm....

[Delirieuse]

Does this mean that the "Lust" icecream takes enjoyment from being eaten?

Okay, didn't mean it like *that*...

[Corybantic]

Would Greed Ice Cream want as many people as possible to eat it?

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[Twelveeyes]

Is the icecream sapient or does it just...know?

*thinks hard*

Pride: I am icecream. Icecream is the best.
Sloth: I can't be bothered to sell myself.
Wrath: Feel the power of my icecreamness!
Lust: I *want* you to eat me.
Greed: All your money are belong to ours.
Gluttony: I am stuffed full of icecreamy goodness, but want more anyway.
Envy: I wanna be like that icecream over there.

Jo

[Corybantic]

I do NOT want to know about Sloth selling itself.

I would have though Lust would be the icecream, standing on a street-corner, it's wrapper artfully draped, showing a tantalising glimpse of it's smooth chocolaty shell and a scandalous view of the hard, polished wooden stick. Occasionally a car would pull up and Lust would mince towards it and lean into the car and discuss price. It has a fairly standard price, and most 'regulars' on the street know it, so the haggling is usually fairly quick... Then the 'Mr Whippy' (the street-name for these people who trade in the "cash for 'creams" industry) would push open the door of the car and Lust quickly get into the car and there things just become sordid.

The wrapper is ripped from Lust's body and usually discarded in a bin somewhere, at a distance from teh actually scene of the 'transaction'.

But the legal department tells me that I can reveal no more of this licentious industry.

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[Twelveeyes]

Wrath paced up and down the frigid wire mesh walkways. "I want them all to know my power." he stated cooly to his number 1, another Wrath icecream with a lesser use by date.
"Yessir." Number 1 saluted.
"We need to make an impression on them. To show our force. To show our power. To-"
Suddenly there the door slid open. A large pink thing slowly approached Wrath and his Number 1.

"You!" Wrath called, "Stop right there!"
The pink thing kept on moving closer.
"No-one approaches the Emperor of Icecreams without permission!" barked Number 1.
The pink thing came closer still, not saying a word. However, the five tentacle like attachments wavered and wiggled.
Wrath realised that the pink thing wouldn't stop coming. So quickly, he dived into a drift of ice that had built up along one side of his throne room.

Number 1 was left all alone in the middle of the space. "Meep!" he squeaked, then tried to be more ominous. "Fear the wrath of the Wrath Icecreams! You shall perish at our hands, uh, little wooden sticks!"

The thing wavered over Number 1 for a second, then moved onto the next basket to pick up a Lust icecream. The wrath icecreams breathed a sigh of relief then went on with plotting their domination of the world.

On another note, the link to voting is gone. Where'd it go?

Jo