Sins on your skin

[postingmemes]

Sins on Your Skin One day, on a day not unlike this one, you wake up and the world is the same in every regard except one. All people now wear a list of sins written on their skin in black ink. Bold black ink. Permanent bold black ink. Scrub as hard as you might, you can’t remove that litany of vice that wraps around your body. We all do bad things sometimes. What remains to be seen, by everyone, is how long your list of hurts, grudges, and hatreds is. HOW TO PLAY - Include your character’s info and the sins that would be tattooed on them. - They have to interact with the population at large in that condition. - That this meme will include dark subject matter goes without saying. Just be chill, alright?

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Dirge (Paladin Dark Urge) 🩸 Baldur's Gate 3 🩸 OTA

[bloodydirge]

[She's covered. In black bold print, it's written 'murdered [name]' so many times that some of the words are now illegible because they've overlapped so many. Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands murdered people cover her skin. It's easy to miss the tiny little print under her ear, saying 'created the Absolute'.

Dirge, for her part, might have a panic attack seeing all this.]

[lady_kaivodulin]

[She's not the warmest, most comforting person but she does try to steady Dirge somewhat, her own hands marked with layers and layers of names, running up to her wrists and forearms. Hers don't say "murdered", but it does say "slew" or "slaughtered". War-time dead, killed for the ambitions of her lords and lovers.]

Poor girl, it's alright. Whom amongst us doesn't have a little blood on their hands?

[Nobody else has nearly that much, of course, but Eligre's clearly not as appalled as she should be by the clear record scrawled across Dirge's skin.]

Yato | Noragami

[intertwinedfates]

[Scrawled across Yato's skin in beautiful script is "murdered women, "murdered children", and "murdered innocents", all of which he's desperately trying to cover up because instead of being dressed in his usual tracksuit, he's in a yukata which reveals so much more of his crimes to the world at large.]

[sisterimperator]

Why try to hide it?

[intertwinedfates]

It's not something I'm proud of.

[To put it mildly.]

[sisterimperator]

You don't have to be. But it's part of who you are.

The mortal who you love - does she know?

[intertwinedfates]

True. Though I wish it weren't.

...she does. [He has to smile here.] And still she accepts me despite it.

[sisterimperator]

Then whose censure do you fear except your own? Admittedly, that is most important.

[intertwinedfates]

The friends I've made here, I guess. I... don't want to lose them over what I did.

spot | arknights

[seespotshield]

[ 'army deserter' is painted onto his fur—his forehead, his arms, maybe elsewhere colored by clothing. spot isn't too happy about it, his normally indifferent expression looking a bit more like a scowl than usual. ]

Noah LeClair | OC |

[localdeliveryboy]

[ All over his forearms written in various rough handwriting is "murderer" in the dozens, to which he simply scoffs and ignores. Though the frown on his face is deep. ]

Sister Imperator, Prime Mover (1969) | Ghost

[sisterimperator]

[ Every inch of her was covered in sin, and she wore each one like jewels upon her skin. ]

[abstrusus]

Aha, have you a favorite? Curious minds inquire.

[sisterimperator]

[ The ink on her skin was intricate, decorating her like silk brocade. Words adorned her, such as pride, avarice, greed, heresy, sacrilege...

She pointed to one on her right hand.

𝖒𝖚𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖗. ]

And here's the one that would likely interest you the most.

[ She lifted the hem of her dress, parting her leg to expose her inner thigh.

𝖉𝖆𝖎𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖔𝖕𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖆. ]

[abstrusus]

[ Well of course she would like the one that spoke of murder and who could blame her. He would, in part, but things were complicated. Nothing was ever black or white. Though he tipped his head to the side a bit and looked down that ink splashed flesh. What a placement. ] Really, now?

[ Unsurprising, but curious. He can't help himself. ] Warming up to me, are you?

[sisterimperator]

[ Death wasn't the answer to all things, but it certainly did a scorned woman good to be on the giving end.

The question made her laugh, sardonic and amused. ]

I am a Sister of Sin. Sex with demons was but a part of the job description before I became the Prime Mover.

[abstrusus]

Before you met your betrothed, as it were, you mean. [ Doodedoo. ]

[sisterimperator]

[ An almost inaudible sigh. ]

Those things happened in one night, you know.

Alastor | Hazbin Hotel

[strawberrypimp]

[Guess what, that's right, it's murder. Just so much murder, a lot of ritualistic murder by the looks of it. Not that there's too much that actually can be seen, considering how the demon's got more clothes on than a parish priest, but considering a few uncomfortably descriptive sentences are clearly cut off in the middle by Alastor's high collared coat, it's safe to say the list goes on for quite a while. The snippets that are visible are not that pleasant anyway, probably don't wanna know how using a straight edge razor to remove- ends as a sentence.

He's not thrilled. Not because he's got sins written all over him, I mean look at the guy. This is fucking up his face, get it off, how's he supposed to interact with the masses when he has this crap everywhere? Plausible deniability gone. Gonna stand here with this little mirror and try to get this shit off, it's going just about as well as you can imagine.]

[abstrusus]

[ Ooh, ritualistic murder. Omega wants to know. Very much wants to know. ] Buonasera, stranger. What terrible delights you wear.

[strawberrypimp]

Well you've got the terrible bit right, but these would be a lot more delightful if they were saved for darkly humorous implications over dinner.

[Ugh these are not coming off at all, are they?]

Can't just show everything off like that, it's bad taste. Have to leave a few things to the old imagination, that's where all the fun is.

[abstrusus]

[ Seemingly not, no. He tilts his head. ] Oh, nonsense. There's enough hidden to let imagination wander and wonder. This is more like... [ wrist wringing thing. ] a preview, a little taste, an appetizer if you would.

[strawberrypimp]

[Considering what he can see from the mirror here, the assessment isn't incorrect, really, and now he's visibly thinking about it. Still doesn't really care for having his face scribbled all over, messy look that it is, but...]

I could see a few of these making for some memorable conversation starters, when you phrase it like that.

[buried alive for-, juxtaposed next to -removed piece by piece, with a disquieting parted, trimmed and parceled for br- running along his jawline and up into the demons hair.]

Well there's a silver lining for everything! But I'm still not sold on the look.

[Tolerable. He's tolerating it! It'll probably go away eventually, one can only hope. Alastor redirects his attention soon enough though, giving Omega good once over.]

And what about you, my sharply dressed friend? Got any sins you'd like to share for this blasphemous potluck we have going here?

[abstrusus]

[ Hopefully it would go away if for no other reason than that one should have full control over their aesthetic of choice and it was truly an invasion of the self to have some universal nonsense deciding otherwise. ]

Si, [ what he lacks in facial expression he makes up for in body language. ] And here we are primed with a delightful opportunity, if only there was wine.

[ Not that he particularly thought of anything as a sin... oh, but there was one. Yes, there was one. Something about betrayal. Not nearly as exciting as 'removed piece by piece'. Though there were some scribbles on those pale fingers of his. Blah, blah, raising the dead to cause discourse or some such. He waved it off. ] Me? You flatter me. Oh, but I'm more of... how to say, an instrument to be used by the hands of those who may or may not have ill intentions. Depending on your definition, of course. Helped in a lot of hexes. Between you and me, though? Eh, they had it coming.

Goro Akechi | Persona 5 franchise | ota

[detectiveprinceakechi]

["Murderer", "betrayal", "Liar", "manipulation" .... the words are edged into the skin of his arm and no matter what he tries, they won't vanish.
So maybe a change of wardrobe and opting for long sleeves at all times seems to be a good idea.]