forum The Seven Deadly Sins (OPEN for other characters)

Started November 27, 2018 by @Moxie group

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Adagio glances at him, then huffs and looks away, looking rather annoyed. He wasn't the person to make gay jokes and he wasn't really in the mood to have someone yell at him.

Pride smiled. "Oh he's got an attitude? I like it. Well, anyway. The state you're in right now is pitiful. I get that you have depression and crap, but you apparently have saved money. Get a therapist, dude. And despite your good looks, you curl up in a ball and speak softly. You must have some sort of personality, you have to show people it. So sit up, face people when you talk to them, and actually talk to people."

Wrath grinned. For all their issues, she and Pride were think as thieves when it came to brutal honesty.

Adagio glances at him, "Yeah yeah. You're dead last I checked. You don't know what even half of that money is for. And yes. I have depression. That's an obvious. And I do talk to people. But all I ever get in reply is people using me. So yeah. Maybe I'm not fond of going in public." He barks, unraveling himself from his blankets.

Pride sat down beside Adagio. "Great. Then we'll work on that. And if you have money problems, why didn't you tell the others? If people use you it's because you let them."

Adagio looks down. "It's not money issues… I'm trying to help my sister." He sighs and shakes his head.

Wrath leaned against the door jam, invisible to the eye. But she had been pulled towards the room by Adagio's anger. She hummed with energy.

Pride sighed. "Let's move off of the topic of money. That's not my job. My job is to help you with your confidence and how you live your life. Because this–" He gestured to the empty room then Adagio himself, "– is just sad."

Adagio raised an eyebrow. "Uh huh. Alright. So what do I have to do."

Sloth woke up from a her ‘small nap’ at the kitchen table and looked over at Adagio and pride. She guessed it was probably her turn after. She waited watching the conversation with her head resting on the table.

"Just answer my questions," Pride replied. "So how much self confidence would you say you have at the moment?"

"Out of ten? 1. Little to none." Adagio shrugs and looks down. He knew he had no self confidence. It was pretty obvious.

"Okay." Pride stroked his chin. "I can still do this. This can work. Okay, I'll talk to you later, Sloth is next. Don't let her tell you to go into a coma for your health." Pride turned away and left the room.

Sloth heard her name and stood up. She moved and sat where pride was. “Hello I’m Narcissa but everyone calls me sloth,” she said with a half smile and lazy wave.

He looks up. "Hello." He says softly. He wasn't sure what else to say. He was very tired and wasn't really up for anymore conversation.

“You look tired, good that’s a great place to start. How many hours of sleep do you get a night?” Sloth asked.

"Not many." He mutters, sighing softly and shaking his head softly, shaking his head. He was not exactly the easy sleeper.

“What’s keeping you from the joy of sleep?” Sloth asked only half joking.

"Not sure." He mutters, shrugging lightly. He was exhausted. His body needed sleep. He yawns softly.

“Well then my job is going to be to make sure you sleep at least 8 hours,” sloth said yawning a few seconds after Adagio.

"Okay." He mumbles, yawning softly as he looks at the other. Adagio stretches and looks up at the ceiling.

(I’m probably not going to really be on for the next few days)
“Maybe you should take a nap now. Me and the other sims will talk and then you can meet whoever you haven’t met,” Sloth suggested.

Adagio shrugs. "Okay. I guess." He settles down and shuts his eyes. He sighs in content, wrapping around his pillow and falling asleep.