Sloth i think, plenty of gold

I'd say pride. Look at the cat

Sloth - who was forced from bed and made to not be slothful, and is not pleased in the slightest about that.

avarice maybe (marry for money?)

Pride

wrath

really hard for you to get mad but my goodness pray for the poor sap that takes you past your breaking point. XD

Lust, totally all about playing meek then surprise seduction XD

wrath

Greed

Wrath/Glutton/Pride You are just an epitome of sin. O_o You appear murderous, and for some reason I imagine you eating your siren-called sailor foods. To lure them, in, however, you must be be beautiful.

Edit: I like your answer too! :D Suits well :)

Oh my gosh you're too sweet c: I feel like the easy answer is lust but I'm not getting lust vibes for some reason? More like pride and wrath. You're the ruthless queen of a steampunk-aesthetic feudal nation.

Definitely getting some kickass wrath vibes tbh. The most dangerous siren around B)

definitely pride. I could see this one walking around with her nose in the air. I could also see a little bit of sloth in the "I don't want to lift a finger" way

Wrath. You look like a jilted lover. Or the spotlight makes me think you're an actress, in which case, pride?

Vanity, you mermaids are such vain creatures...

A bow that tight, you're probably quite the vain one yourself! Pride and Envy and maybe Lust to boot.

: You changed your HA. :l Will keep the mermaid thing up in case you're interested. But your new sin would be wrath.

You went on an expedition with a team. This was the first time anyone had dared to climb the mountain, after what had happened to the other expedition. It was all good though. There was enough supplies, and your team ended up over packing some dried food. But things quickly changed. It was around the area where the last expedition had lost contact with base. A large looming ice cavern could be seen, and the closer your team got, the harder the snow fell. Later on, the news reported there was nothing that Team Beeline could have done to save Ami. But they were wrong. No. Team Beeline had left you as a sacrifice to that thing in the cave. They ran while you slept. Taking everything and letting you freeze, or get eaten. Now you haunt the mountain top and doom those who dare to stray too close. You torture those who you think would abandon their friends, their families, their teams. Even venture close to the bottom of the mountain where tourists and families come around to camp in the summer. Why can't you go further and pass judgment on the men and women who left you behind? Because there is an old legend of an evil on top the mountain. An evil so great, that the people who lived here long, long ago, set up a spiritual barrier to keep those evil beings at bay. Away from their homes.

It's hard to tell sometimes. You are so proud of your collection, you would even dare to call it complete sometimes. But really, you're greed. So greedy that you don't stop at collection gadgets and gizmos, whoos-its and whats-its. No, you have to surface on terrible days when the wind howls, the sea swells, and the sky splits. You beckon poor lost souls, those who are looking for shelter, to their deaths. Then you take your time and collect their treasures. On occasion, you keep one alive to have some fun. Collect their knowledge and be amused by their cries for help. Why would anyone help them? Darling it's better, under the sea.

at first glance it looked like lust, but wow that amount of blood. i'd say ENVY is the main driver, followed by wrath. after all, if you cant have them, nobody can.

isn't actually at a skating exhibition, her pride makes her dress up all theatrical like that even on the local pond that only thirty people even know about.

Lust. That bed. That bow... ;)