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 Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 2:14 pm
 "The Boy"
The entrance doors opened when a merchant came in with his new wares. He brought a wooden box with holes at the sides on a box carrier, and honed it to the back of the hall, where the disobedient slaves are kept.
Out of the box came muffled sounds and when he put the carrier down at an empty cage, stumbling could be heard, as if someone -or something- tried to keep their balance.
The merchant shoved the box against an empty cage of two by two meters and lifted both the cages door as well as the box's. This way, the thing could be put inside the cage without having a chance to escape.
The man waited impatiently for the slave to come out. What was inside clearly preferred the shadows over the bright and noisy environment he was supposed to enter.
Even when the merchant eased the choice by kicking the box and yelling "Get out, you misfit, before I dislocate your shoulder again!", the slave still didn't leave the box.
Sighing deeply, the man took out a long stick with a metal hook,stood next to the cage, stuck the stick between the bars and into the box, and pulled the slave out by his collar.
The boy resisted heavily, putting all his weight in the tug-of-war. Though with his frail, meager body, he was no match for the bulky man. With one last, violent pull, the boy got thrown in the cage and against the bars. A bruise more or less wouldn't make much difference.
The merchant strolled to the front of the cage and closed the door with a padlock before moving away the now empty box.
Meanwhile, the boy ran from one side to the other, trying to find a way out of his new prison. After violently running in circles, throwing himself against the bars a few times and eventually screaming out with a sound that held between a boy's cry and a dog's whine, he curled up at the back of the cage, shivering with excitement and fear.
The merchant later returned and sat on a stool in front of the cage, ready to attract possible buyers.
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 6:20 pm
 The guards had to drag a bloody unconciouse slave and lock him in a cage after he got in a fight in the recreation center. They beat him near death he had four broken ribs and his face was cut open. They locked the cage and left him there without tretment.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 6:12 am
[img][img]http://i1007.photobucket.com/albums/af193/AnimeFae/RPCS/The_print_by_heise.jpg[/img][/img]
He was still here within the cage. There came his reason for wanting to stay in the market he got to stayed within the market and he watched the two other slaves he was bloody.See just liked he told the other slaves. He watched the others and what because he was beaten by mistress and what not looking back at him.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 11:12 am
"The Boy"
The boy stopped trembling when he got accustomed to the overflow of sounds and smells in the hall. A small stream of blood ran from his nose; he licked it away. Whining softly, he pulled himself up. While doing that, it seemed that he avoided using his right leg, which had apparently been hurt during the fall. He dragged himself towards the back of the cage and slumped against it, trying to be as far away from the crowd and, especially, the merchant. The boy pulled up his legs and wrapped his arms around them, trying to look as small and miserable as possible.
That wasn't even a hard thing to do; his ribs were clearly visible, and his body was covered with bruises. The merchant was a cruel man and didn't hold back from damaging his wares.
He didn't need to be, since the slaves he bought were usually of low quality: leftovers that no prominent merchant wants. He gets them for a dime, and sells them cheap. If the slaves died before they were sold, he didn't loose enough money to care.
The boy rested his chin on his knees and looked at the people passing by. The fear in his eyes was obvious.
If this merchant was already that bad, he reasoned, he didn't want to know how bad masters would treat him.
He saw two men dragging an unconscious, winged person towards a cage. His eyes spread wide when he saw the trail of blood left behind.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 2:55 pm
Crimson opend his eyes. "I swear I see one of your guards hit another women for no reason I will kill all of you." He hissed from inside his cage. The guard stuck his foot in and kicked him in the head making his head bounce off the bars. They walked away laughing at him. Tears rolled down his face as he sat in his cage. Was he alone no. Would anybody come and adopt him he did not know. Yet he couldnt help the fealing of emptyness within himself.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 1:46 am
A guard came in with a girl with bunny ears and tail carrying her on his shoulder not caring how much sage tried to get away from him like the last time giving every guard the slip. He walked up to a cage and threw her in it. She sat quietly in her cafe once again waiting for the chance to escape. Rani hated the guards they were very mean.
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Sara Destiny Maxwell Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 10:39 am
 "The Unnamed Girl" She sat, curled against the back corner of her cage. She could not clearly remember the last time she sat in a slave house awaiting to be sold again. She smoothed her work roughened hands down the tight cotton smock she had been given before being tossed into the cage. She reached around her and pulled a mass of her long crimson locks around her. She was thankful that no matter how short they tried to cut her hair it always seemed to grow back faster, and faster. The long hair acted almost like a blanket, a barrier against the cold iron of the bars around her. Her lips parted as she took a deep breath.
Oh how she longed to be back at work in someone’s home, away from the smells, the sights, and the sounds of this place. She lifted a small lock of her hair, and twisted the end around her fingertips. Her multi-hued gaze moved around the room, she caught sight of some movement through the bars and crawled forward, she watched as the guards carried in another girl, another prettier, and younger than she. "I will be stuck in this place for ever."
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 11:00 am
 Rain, the neko girl sat down in her tiny cage. She had been there for awhile but was still ready to wait. She leaned on the bars and started to play with her tail. She turned to see other slaves and just kept petting her tail.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 1:42 pm
[img][img]http://i1007.photobucket.com/albums/af193/AnimeFae/RPCS/The_print_by_heise.jpg[/img][/img]
He been here longer any these others. He had masters alot of them and each time he was return or he kill them. He felt that he had right to kill them when abuse them.He felt sick he threw up in his cage he was living off the food that he stolen from his master. Sometime they gave him some bad food some of it he could not eat because he was allergic to the food. But he watch as one guard came over and went on to say just look at the mess you made. He spit on him and he attempt to strangle the guard with the chain he had. That whipping him and kicking him was not working. He rather be here to deal with crap that of the master. This what it liked to be own each time but each time your in cage that way the own peace you get is when one in the cage that is.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 1:59 pm
Crimson coughed up blood he removed his ripped shirt. He put his hand on one of his wounds trying to stop the bleeding. It didnt stop from across where he was sitting someone rolled him two ace badages. It was the girl who he was protecting she smilled as she sat there with a bruse on her forhead. "Thank you" He quickly said then went back to being silent wraping himself up.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 10:04 pm
Rani sat there in her cage thinking about a new way to get out and not get caught this time. "I swear the next guy that man hands me will get clobbered"she whispered hugging her knees tears streaming down her face.
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2013 9:57 am
 T - LaT-La couldnt help but struggle as the gaurd pulled her by her long hair toward yet another cage. The tranfers never got any better. Cage, to dance cell, back to cage and then back to the dance cell. Her performances depended on who adopted her. However once again she remained unclaimed."Come on filth." the gaurd growled jerking her forward. T-La cried out in pain and tried to pull away. The gaurd smirked and jerked her into his arms. "Look Here Danny. We got ourselves a fighter."The gaurd laughed and picked her up. She elbowed him in the groin downing him in a second. She turned and weaved through the cages climbing onto the top of one. She trembled violently and remained there terrified and not willing to get down even as items were thrown at her by the gaurds.Looking down T-La caught sight of another slave in the cage below her."Help me." she whispered her eyes wide and terrified. Her trembling causing the bars to vibrate slightly.
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2013 11:13 am
[img][img]http://i1007.photobucket.com/albums/af193/AnimeFae/RPCS/The_print_by_heise.jpg[/img][/img]
He watch them taking after the girl because the guard knew him well he would not listen to them as violence they got with him. He would be the way he was nothing or anyone was going to stopped him from path of self destroy of throwing up. Or having a mistress that is they where always the same to him. He felt sick yes but what could be said he watch T-La for a bit but not much could be said. He was sick he just sortie lay against the cage. Then she heard the others but they might need separate him from the other slaves because he was sick but he was known to unpredictable at times. That was why he was way he was that is. It would not matter if he got out cage his faith still the same it would not make any different to him.
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2013 11:49 am
"The Boy"
The boy had seen several people being dragged in. What is the use of this place? The boy asked himself. He wondered if this was the last stop for caged people. A place of no return, so to speak. What struck him was that the other slaves, though some were heavily wounded, were way less emaciated he was. He didn't know whether that was because they had been treated better, or because they hadn't been caged as long as him. The thought that merchants usually took good care for their slaves so that they could be sold more easily hadn't come to his mind.
To confirm his theory: a woman who got dragged in by her hair. Even though she was treated terribly, her figure was gorgeous to say the least. She was boasting with energy as well, as she was able to fight the guards like a fury.
The boy used to be able to fight like that as well, before his rations were cut so short that he was barely even able to win a stupid tug of war with a fat merchant. he looked at the dozing man with hatred, not the fear from before. If only looks could kill...
The woman released something inside him. Long lost hope? A will to live? To his surprise, the woman had been able to break loose from the guards, and was now running straight towards him. He looked in awe as he saw her climb on his cage with the gracefulness of a... A mountain lion, he decided.
He snapped out of his thought when she asked for his help. His help? Had she even seen in what state he was? Though his thought were first that of disbelief, they quickly changed to that of rage as he saw the looks on the guards faces. They were the same as that of the slavers that caught him.
He jumped forward with newly found strength, stuck his arms through the bars and rejoiced as one of the guards was within arms reach. He grabbed the man by the shoulder and pulled him against the bars with force, releasing an enraged growl. The man hit the bars with his neck, and was already out of it. The boy didn't stop there though. Since the other guard was out of his reach, he'd have to lure his attention away from the woman. He pulled the head of the groggy man through the bars and pulled vores in his face with his claws. The man screamed out in agony.
((Sorry if this was meant for someone else. Ignore if that was the case))
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2013 12:06 pm
T - LaT-La stared at him greatfully. Using what little magic she did have that wasnt bound by her collar she fell through the bars to the ground and crouched there trembling as she watched him destroy the one whom had dragged her.She stood and stepped forward touching his arm and pulled him out of reach when the other gaurd came forward drawing a tazer rod from his belt. She hissed her eyes shifting to cyan. A warning for him to remain away. Grumbling the gaurd dragged his friend from the bars and away kicking the sleeping gaurd to alertness as he passed. "Keep those THINGS in line Lennard." the retreating gaurd spat as he disappeared around the corner.T-La watched them leave and her eyes reverted back to silver. Realizing her hand still rested on the males forearm she pulled away wrapping her arms around herself as she retreated to the shadows and sat down leaning into the bars."Thank you for saving me." she whispered softly her hair fell and covered her face as slowly her trembling subsided. she kept her eyes down but couldnt help occasionally glancing up to admire the male out of curiosity.(( No Worries it was open to anyone whom wanted to reply. ^_^ ))
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