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Little Broken Puppet Captain
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 Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 8:10 pm
Shay Heartman -Chained- My Owner Is... Master Austin.
-Thoughts- 'I wonder what this will be like..'  'Beautiful and Deadly.' Shay walked to the door and stood by it, waiting for Austin to finish whatever he had to before they left. She was a little eager to see her new home, and even more eager to find some trouble to get into. She wanted to challenge this new master of her's, maye et a little more information from him. Smirkig slightly, Shay peered out from under her hood at the checkout lady and The fallen angel.
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 10:26 pm
 Austin walked over after finalizing the paperwork with the receptionist and looked at her for a few moments, before walking past her and heading off towards his house, though made sure to keep close to her in case she decided to try and get away. ((to the home XD))
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 5:47 pm
 Jaelle sat inside her large cage gloomily. She rubbed her goosebumbs along her arms. Why did they have to keep it so chilly in the humans' floor. And why was it so dark! She could only see with the light from under doorways.
"Not to mention that there's nobody else up hee with me," she said quietly, bracing against the tears. After a week in here she learned they thought it was funny when she cried. It was best to steel yourself against it instead of pleasuring them.
Absently, Jaelle rubbed the bruise on her side where she'd been whacked with a bar a few days ago when she tried to fight a guard. Then she fingered her healing black eye from when she was punched in the face on the night of the fight. She didn't touch the lump on the back of her skull where she'd been knocked out. It still hurt enough to make her vomit when she touched it.
"Don't think about your injuries, Jaelle. ake the most of it... I can hum and no one will be annoyed." She started humming an exotic tune then stood and began to twirl around. Soon breaking out into prancing. Despite her sore body it felt good to jump around and dance. It always did.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 8:32 am
 A T H E N A
Seke Slave
Owner [Not Available]Here she sat, perched in the back of the cage... Not many Master's had come lately, and Athena stretched out some, laying on her stomach on the make shift bed she had been given. The rags weren't much, but with this weather, without proper insulation, a slave could grow ill and perhaps even die, and they were worth more alive than dead. Resting her head on her hands, the golden orbs closed... She was tired, but a shiver ran up the girls spine, all the way down along her tail. Brrr, so very cold today... Perhaps the frail elders and weak young will perish this cold front? It would not surprise me. Thought the girl lazily, yawning and kicking her bare legs and feet out behind her, stretching her body. These cages, she was used to them... Though now she was secluded off from the other nekos, due to an... Issue that had arose when she had gone and played a little to hard with one of the younger ones. Wasn't her fault he wasn't man enough to handle her teasing. Now she sat in her tattered dress, attempting to sleep.
Her ears twitched at the sound of humming, it was muffled... Far off, but it was pretty... It drifted the girl off to sleep, but she was alert, just in case...
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 9:31 am
 D I O S
Uke Slave
Owner [Not Available]Shivering, the young man sneezed and tugged his holey, tattered 'blanket' closer around his shoulders. He was ill again, his body still weak from the last cold he had endured. Perhaps he would die this time? No! The blind boy would fight more, his body would survive... He had to, he wanted so desperately to be free, and by free, he meant with a Master or Mistress. He had been with many before, but they had quickly sold him back because of his ailment. Being blind was a curse, and his ears drooped, pulling his knees up against his chest and trying to warm up his body. "T-this isn't fair." His childish voice rang out to the darkness, "W-why won't any o-one buy m-me...?" But it was answered with the dark laughter that echoed from the hall where the insane slaves were kept.
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2011 3:09 pm
Zikes walked into the building and looked at his left arm. His giest bracelet was suprisingly motionless. -so i dont have to kill anyone here...guess i can buy one- he thought. he went to the elevator. he headed to the second floor to look for an interesting slave. -nekos are on the second floor. that race is usually rather interesting-
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 8:27 am
 two guards came in with torah. one was holding onto her under her arms and the other one had a hold of her laptop trying to take it away from her. "no get away from my laptop. it's not your to take!!" tarah yelled and kept a ferm grip on it so they wouldn't be able to take it away from her. they just walked to the front desk and told the lady about her and the brought her over to the elevator. when the doors closed and they were on there way to the 4th floor they let her go. they brought out a collar and placed it around her neck and then put a leash on it as well. "now you wont be ab;e to get away from us no matter what." the guard said and he held onto the leash. when the elevator reached the 4th floor they doors opened and they started walking out. torah didn't want to so they decided to just pull the leash and drag her. they bragged her into an empty cage then tied the one end of the leash to one of the bars in a weird not that torah never seen before then walked out and closed and locked the cage door behind them. torah stuck her toung out at them and opened her laptop and started to try and hack there system.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 5:48 pm
A T H E N A
Seke Slave
Owner [Zikes]
It smelled like death... Horrid, putrid, rotting flesh death. Lifting her head, the neko slave moved a hand to cover her nose. Disgusting, what was that smell? Had a body been discovered up in the insanity loft again? But, then it was gone... It was just a brief smell, perhaps a reaper had come for one of the sick. "Good..." She hissed out into the darkness, "Finally, the weak are taken from us, now they'll look at slaves like myself." She smirked, her tail moving up and moving back and forth behind her in a playful manner.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 7:15 pm
(Will set up fancy profile soon! ) 
Taino was a slave now, though she had little recollection of how this happened. She sat up, trying to get a grip on where she was and why she felt imprisoned. A blanket was over her, and where she was she could only describe as some sort of confinement. Was there others here? Rubbing the haze from her eyes, Taino started to call out. "I-is anyone else here!?"
(Short post too. > : )
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 11:03 pm
Zikes walked around looking from cage to cage. He looked bored till he came to a cage containing a cute pink haired neko girl with golden eyes. -Beautiful- He looked at his giest bracelet. It still hadnt even twiched. -I figured for sure I'd have someone here that would need to die- he thought. He shrugged and looked at the neko girl in her cage.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 12:24 pm
A T H E N A
Seke Slave
Owner [Zikes]
He looked like a boy, white hair... Young, handsome. Stopping in front of her cage, the cat girl crawled towards him on her hands and knees, looking up into his eyes the pink haired girl let out a soft purr. "Are you in the market for a slave, meow?" She mused out loud, and stopped once the chain on her collar was pulled tight. Frowning she sat down and her ears drooped - time to use the 'training' she had been given during her stay here. "My name is Athena, and I have a neko species... As you can tell, Young Master." Showing her fangs a little, she gave him a challenging look. "Want to play?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 7:12 pm
"I might... You seem to be a rather interesting one." Zikes said with a smile. He called to a gaurd to unlock here cage. As the gaurd walked up, he instinctively looked at his giest bracelet, but it didnt even twitch. -Quiet day isn't it?- he thought
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 7:07 pm
Fourth Floor- human (blessed) Ebony looked up from where she'd been sleeping. Her elegant pressed slacks and button up tea coat wrinkled and dirtied by where she resided. Her hair hung in waves the color of sunlight as she sat up rubbing her eyes. She yawned and heard the distant sound of others moving about. "Hello..." She called out into the empty space. She was very cold...and more than a little frightened at her new place of residence.
Third Floor- changeling (puppy) Chessa in her sundress set up with a start looking about wildly with brown curly locks swinging around to wrap around her shoulders. Her wrist and ankles hurt from where she'd been bound and she remembered vaguely being terrified though by what, or why she could not remember. She did not recognize where she was nor did she remember how she'd gotten there. Scampering to the outside edge of her holding pin she looked out and immediately reached out for the lock tugging at it. A million questions rang in her mind but instead of crying out only the sounds of a panicked whimper came from her cage. The puppy girl whimpered and clawed at the lock trying to use her strong nails to break the lock.
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 7:23 pm
Third floor - (semi dangerous coyote amazon)
Scout was doing push ups in the center of her cage, her bronze skin not as healthy as it had once been, glowing with the tropical light it had once been under daily. Here in the cages she was different then others, she was quiet, controlled and powerful. As she waited for a master brave enough to come tie her with a leash she continued to keep her strength. Her arms were tone, her stomach flat, and eyes alive and alert. Nothing about her personality or wildness had changed from being caged. Not a molecule of her inner spirit had been tamed by her time in the cages. She was a soldier, she was good at fallowing orders, looked as powerful as she was, and to boot she was beautiful. Copper gold and brown calico hair haloed around her head as she dipped to the floor and pushed back up again a fine layer of sweat glittering over her body.
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