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 Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 10:14 pm
The slave profile will go here.
Only slaves.
Please post your slave profile on your Master/Mistress's profile when bought.
Other than that have fun my pretties.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 11:27 am
B A S I C S
I was given this name when I was born:
Cyane Ma'tter
But it's better if you call me:
Just my name.
I'm proudly:
Bi-sexual
I've seen:
3,661 years while I appear 23
I'm so obviously:
Male
I'm also a:
Demon
G E T T I N G P E R S O N A L
So my life has been like this:
Cyan became a slave when he first came to a town after his last visit to one, for he was walking through an alley at night when he was suddenly knocked out by a blow to the head. He was a great swordsman and should’ve known to always keep his guard up, but he forgot to in this new place. He truly blames himself, for he should’ve been able to sense the culprit as well. This was his descent into slavery. Before he had been a proud demon that was quite bored from how time seemed to always be stretched so far for him. He had come and trained as a knight for a castle for a brief amount of time, until his never wilting face started to raise the suspicions of people. He knew well, how to survive in the world, and it had just gotten to be more interesting now that he had been 'caught'.
I've been told I'm:
Cyan usually seems quite the carefree soul with nothing worrying him. His personality can be affected by the people that he is around, depending on how he has judged them. Cyan can be quite intimidating when angry with someone. He turns bitter, dangerous, something that you would not like to meet at night in a dark alley. This bitterness began after he had lost his one eye. Otherwise, he likes messing with people and usually sees how far he can push someone until they snap back at him because he really doesn’t like being a slave. One should know that he's a sadistic soul if it is not already obvious. He acts like he's a slave of his own free will sometimes and was a master planning something. Not that he is.. right?
He's been described as 'clever, headstrong, and sweet' before. Yet also as an annoying nuisance as well.
A C C E S S O R I E S
Annoying tags:
Shield, sword, knife, black pearl, book, wand.
Chocking Constraints:
Black, dark pink, dark violet.
I Belong to:
Adalia Carmen Kaumudi
But someone else is truly in charge:
lunarskys
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 12:18 pm
 B A S I C SI was given this name when I was born: Agrona Nephthys Cerberan But it's better if you call me: Rona I'm proudly: Heretosexual I've seen: 624 years I'm so obviously: Female I'm also a: Elf G E T T I N G P E R S O N A LSo my life has been like this: I was born to two Elfen warriors. No I was not born to royalty, or some extremely powerful mages. I'm nothing but an ordinary Elf. Who happens to be a rather powerful warrior. Give me anything resembling a weapon and your doomed.
But that's off topic. After I was born my father went off to war and so did my mother. I was raised partially by the Warrior Guild. So from a young age I was used to waking up early, bad food, gruff comrades, and a large work load. As soon as I could walk almost I was hauling wood and water. My pretty delicate fingers and hands became calloused, my long hair was eternally tangled and I was always caked in dirt. When my parents came home they were shocked to see their little girl had grown into a warrior in training. My mom had wanted me to be a lady but the Guild had told her I portrayed good qualities for a strong fighter. So she relented and they helped raise me with the Guild. I never really recognized any one person as my parent even though I knew who was. Its just seeing as I was raised by so many people it was hard to settle on one person as a parent. By the time I turned 8 I had far surpassed my age group of trainees and was bumped up I was always the youngest by far in my classes and was always picked on. But eventually I began to beat down anyone who picked on me. No one tried to stop it because it was one of the unspoken lessons, for those who are weak to stand up and fight.
Of course if anyone was ever ambushed by more than one person the Guild Warriors would step in.
So at the age of 16 I was initiated as a full fledged warrior. After that I was sent on recon missions and later larger tasks.
It was one such task that spelled my doom. I had been sleeping after a raid on a slave train that held Elfen children. It was an easy task and I had been sent on my own. I thought I had scared all the slavers away. Truth was I had only angered them. They found me and captured me.
I've been told I'm: Rona is usually quiet and composed. She can be like any other girl and obsess over a hot guy although because of her lack of girl friends, or really any friends, she never did. She has a tendency to pull back into herself and be unsocial. Although if shes around someone she knows and likes she can be loud and happy. She has an easy to set off temper and get extremely violent if angered. She has blacked out a few times and will wake up to dead or unconscious bodies around her.She dislikes being caged and told what to do and will resist any Master who trys to buy her. She'll undoubtedly try and kill him.
She is able to fake being nice and even flirty if she chooses. She knows how to work a man to make him drop his guard. A C C E S S O R I E SAnnoying tags: White Rose, (But only the virgin part), Knife, Sword, Shield, Hourglass, Choking Constraints: Blood Red, Red, Medium Slate Blue, Dark Grey. I Belong to: N/A But someone else is truly in charge: MystiqueOfDreams
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 1:38 pm
 B A S I C S I was given this name when I was born: Leila Ran Delano But it's better if you call me: Leila I'm proudly: Homosexual I've seen: 18 years I'm so obviously: Female I'm also a: Mage G E T T I N G P E R S O N A L So my life has been like this: Leila has been a slave for quite a while. When she was little she was sold by her drunk of a father into the slave trade. She was bought by a family who gave her as a gift to their daughter. The girl was extremely caring and used Leila only as a companion, and they became good friends in only a few months. She was taught all the arts, how to play many instruments, and how to read and write. She was also allowed to go outside as she wished, which was how she met her tiny familiar – a fruit bat named Keme. For years Leila lived with the family peacefully, her biggest chore getting her master up in the morning.
It was then that the family decided to buy a second slave for their older child, a young man who wanted a fighter. The slave they bought was a highly aggressive demon, and his master could not control him well. The demon escaped his restrains one night and attacked Leila’s master, slaughtering her in her sleep. Leila had not learned much battle magic in her home, and could not protect her loved one, no matter how hard she tried. Trying to protect her master, Leila was dealt a large would to her chest, and she now has three long claw scars across it (plus other small scars from the battle). Due to the nature of the attack, Leila became terrified of men and began learning as many fighting spells as she could. She buried herself in her work, and became an excellent battle mage. Soon after, however, the family sold her back to a trader and she was put back into the market for a new master. She snaps at any men who come by her cage, though, and would not be able to stand one buying her. She would be a very protective and loyal slave for a woman. I've been told I'm: Extremely protective of those she cares about, Leila will not put up with anyone messing with her master. She will be fiercely loyal to one person, who she will do just about anything for, and most others will get the cold shoulder. When in a relaxed environment, she can be fun and sweet, but if around men or in large crowds she can become aggressive and temperamental. She has a soft spot for animals, and is very gentle when around them. Since Leila was trained in the arts, she is very good at entertaining, though she does not like being ordered to do so. Then again, she doesn’t like being ordered to do anything. If treated like an object, she will get violent, but if respected, will be respectful in return. A C C E S S O R I E S Annoying tags: Shield, sword, microphone, paint brush, broken mirror, and wand. Chocking Constraints: Red, dark grey, and dark violet. I Belong to: N/A But someone else is truly in charge: Kamakia
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 1:59 pm
 B A S I C SI was given this name when I was born: Sebastian Montoya But it's better if you call me: Just call me Sebastian I'm proudly: Good question. I've seen: 18 years, give or take a bit I'm so obviously: I'm a guy I'm also a: Just a boring human. Nothing interesting to see here... G E T T I N G P E R S O N A LSo my life has been like this: I had a pretty straightforward childhood, at least until I was around 14. You see, my older sister was getting married - I guess she caught the eye of one of the minor nobles who lived nearby. The night before the wedding, there was an enormous party - the lord and all his relatives, my not-insignificant family, and what seemed like half the town, all gathered for the celebration. There was beer. Lots of beer. Being 14, I wasn't all that good with alcohol, and got horribly, stupefyingly drunk.
I don't remember anything that happened for a couple of hours, until I woke up in bed with a massive hangover and a price on my head.
Apparently I'd insulted the lord's rather obese mother, and he'd vowed to cancel the wedding unless my family surrendered me up to him for vengeance. Eventually, it was decided that the wedding was necessary for the good of the family - as I said, we were quite a large group, and we'd recently fallen on some hard times - so I went to the lord's manor, fully expecting to be executed.
It seemed, however, that the lord had a different future in mind for me - slavery. I spent the next few months working as a stablehand, prevented from even plotting escape for fear of what would happen to my sister. I never saw her, but the other servants assured me that she was living happily with the lord. Time passed. She got pregnant, then died in childbirth. Though I mourned her death, it gave me the freedom to try to find a way out. I nearly managed it, too...if it hadn't been for the gatekeeper's insomnia, I'd be free. The lord wasn't particularly surprised, but he was certainly angry. He realized he didn't have any more use for me, and probably would have killed me, but one of his guests at the time happened to be a slave trader. So he just sold me off instead.
I've been told I'm: I'm kind of a smartass, or so I've been told. I think it's just that they don't appreciate my sense of humor. I'm always plotting my escape, though by now that's as much out of habit as anything else...my plans never seem to work. I don't get really angry very easily, but it's quite easy to irritate me - of course, all I do when I'm annoyed is get more sarcastic than usual, so most of the time people barely notice. I have a pretty good sense of what annoys other people, and sometimes I'll set them off for my own amusement. Life amuses me, really. Laughing at it is the only way to avoid getting depressed at how much everything sucks. At least that's how I see it.
A C C E S S O R I E SAnnoying tags: Well, let's see...there's a book and a broken mirror...I guess that one's from those weird scars on my back...wait. What moron decided to put a whip on? Jerk... Chocking Constraints: Red and Dodger Blue...kind of a weird combination, isn't it? I Belong to: Pssh, like one of you could control me. But someone else is truly in charge: Brown_Toasted_Toast
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 2:58 pm
 B A S I C S I was given this name when I was born: Namine SinClaire
Its pronouced Naw-me-nay by the way. Say it right or dont say it at all. But it's better if you call me: Just Namine, or Nami, if I get close enough to you that is. I'm proudly: Straight I've seen: 17 years young~ I'm so obviously: Female, of course. I'm also a: Kitsune. The tails kinda give it away... G E T T I N G P E R S O N A L So my life has been like this: I was born a Kitsune and raised in a very high society life. I guess you could say I was used to being pampered and my parents sent me to a special private school for other children, err... kitsunes like myself. I guess I fit in pretty well, I had friends and made a lot more with my bubbly personality. Unfortunately my family began having troubles with money for whatever reason, I was to young to understand apparently. We family lost everything and in turn stayed on the streets, losing our house too. I was separated from my family by the Social Services people and was adopted by another family to "help me stay healthy". From there I was sold into slavery, despite all of this I manage to keep a fairly positive mood. I've been told I'm: Im quite the flirt actually, teasing boys is kinda of amusing to me. I love to be outside so I guess you could call me an outdoors person. My old friends always said I was really bubbly and happy most of the time too, though I can be a bit sassy at times. I like drawing and playing harmless pranks on others also, so watch out! Unfortunately, I tend to go a little far when it comes to challenges. If people challenge me I almost never back down, that and Im super curious and that tends to get me into some trouble. Im absolutely unbroken, and I dont react well to being bossed around so play nice. A C C E S S O R I E S Annoying tags: Hourglass, Book, Rose and Spoon. Arent I special find? Chocking Constraints: Deep Pink and Dark Violet I Belong to: No one at the moment. But someone else is truly in charge: iRawrzChu
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 3:00 pm
 B A S I C SI was given this name when I was born: Alexandre Saint Amant But it's better if you call me: Alex I'm proudly: Straight I've seen: 19 I'm so obviously: Male I'm also a:
G E T T I N G P E R S O N A LSo my life has been like this:
Alex was born and raised in a fighting enviorment. That's what he does best: fight, though his brainpower can surprise you. His parents, or even his own origin, is unknown to all. He just appeared in the ring one day and completely demolished someone twice his age and three times his size. He wasn't owned by anyone. He was just... there.
Thus far, he's the youngest human to ever participate in any real underground fighting area when he was fourteen. These past few years, he's never been defeated. On the side, he helped out at local shops and bars, preparing food and just doing whatever he could. He's currently labeled a slave with no master.
Aside from that, he's a mystery. It's as if he simply lives, though not for a particular purpose.
I've been told I'm: Alex is very straight forward, but also is the 'fun guy' of any group. He specializes in the ridiculous, but also in the hilarious. His mind allows him to see all sides of an argument, then form a decent end result. His loyalty to friends and family goes well above the norm. A C C E S S O R I E SAnnoying tags: Shield, Sword, Book, Black Pearl, Dust Pan, Spoon Chocking Constraints: Medium Slate Blue, green, Dark Green I Belong to: Master/Mistress But someone else is truly in charge: iTenchi-kun
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 3:30 pm
 B A S I C SI was given this name when I was born: Leonard Sastiv But it's better if you call me: Leon I'm proudly: Heterossexual I've seen: About 17 years I'm so obviously: Male I'm also a: Human G E T T I N G P E R S O N A LSo my life has been like this: As far as I am concerned with my own story, I had a happy early life and childhood, until about the 12th birtday, when my father was arrested in the charge of murdering two men in a bar fight. The circunstances surrounding the case were obscure, and I was deeply convinced that my father had not been the culprit, so I put myself into looking into the case along with my mother. We gained nothing, however, and my father was sentenced to a life of misery and disgrace as a slave. Ever since the day that such a harsh verdict was given upon my father, I endeavored to study and become a successful man so I would be able to free him from his bonds eventually.
Now comes a curious part of the story, when I reached my 16 years. I received a message from my father, saying that he had escaped the service of his current master and wanted to see me at a nearby gas station. I immediately set off, and found him right on schedule. The family reunion wasn't something to celebrate, however, as he laid down upon me a dark, sinister plot that unfolded behind the incident from which he was accused. He didn't enter into details, but said he needed to exchange places with me for one night. We look very much alike, so the issue would be a piece of cake. I went, then, to the address of his master, only to find a man being attacked in front of the master's estate. I had never been much of a fighter, but I tried fending the assaliant off, which I only managed when the wound upon my colleague had already caused his death. I was found at the crime scene, and blamed for the death of the master's most trusted guardian. If it weren't for the lack of evidence in the case, I wouldn't have come out alive from that. Still, I was thrown to be sold back as a slave, not having time to warn my father, or anyone else I knew, of the fate that had befallen me. I've been told I'm: I'm dreamy and tranquil most of the time, more given to my own thoughts than to anyone else. Hardly anything makes me angry, and I don't remember ever being seriously mad at someone, even when my father was arrested and sold as a slave. I am talkative, as I find it to be a way of focusing the attention on someone else rather than myself, if I simply ask questions and focus the subjects on that person. Still, I am dark about what I am really thinking, not normally opening up to anyone. A C C E S S O R I E SAnnoying tags: Book, Paint brush, Rose Chocking Constraints: Medium Slate Blue, Purple I Belong to: Master/Mistress But someone else is truly in charge: Hawatari Zetsubou
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 4:13 pm
 B A S I C SI was given this name when I was born: Evric Meiheel Cain
You try sayin' that whole thing out and you're gonna lose any use of that jaw of yours... But it's better if you call me: Evric/Evie
Don't even try it. I'm proudly: Bisexual, though leaning more towards men
It ain't much of a choice anyways. I've seen: Eighteen years
Why? What's it to ya? I'm so obviously: Male
A guy, morons. What? You need me to drop my pants to show yah? I'm also a: Half-blood vampire, though not a natural born damphir
- A bloody freak of nature. G E T T I N G P E R S O N A LSo my life has been like this: Evric was born into slavery, his mother the slave of his first master and father, who killed his mother when he was still a young child and further acted to sell the young illegitimate child to the slave-traders for a profit.
Through the duration of his childhood, Evric was subjected to cruel, unloving people who either abused or treated him with ill-intent from the get-go, each of his experiences scaring him for life and crudely shaping his opinion of the hateful world he grew up in. None however, had as much impact on him as one place he was "brought home" to.
At the age of fifteen, he was bought and turned into a living experiment, a pair of doctors using him as their Guinea Pig. This was how it came to be that his human status became void, the odd and inexplicable way so it seemed.
Both the doctors were vampires, feeding upon him and testing human relation reflexes, how long he could possibly survive, until they had the sick idea of injecting him with intense amounts of pure vampiric venom, circulating it into his system without turning him themselves. This process turned him into one of the more unnatural strands in their race; A half-vampire, although not by birth. Also, due to the extensive experiments, his sight is rendered useless during the day, as his eyes have become too sensitive to handle the bright sunlight.
From then on, Evric had a burning loathing towards many people, in particular vampires, still a slave as of now, struggling with himself and his foreign oddities.
None of that is your f*@#ing business. Go shove your questions up someone else' a**. I've been told I'm: Brash, rude, and often replying with a sarcastic remark. Evric is impulsive and violent, and will often just go out of his way to kick someone's face in for the smallest insult. He has a major superiority complex, insistent on the fact that he is not, and never will be a slave, despite his situation or implied social class.
I've got your personality right here... A C C E S S O R I E SAnnoying tags: These stupid things make too much noise-
✥Sword
✥Black Pearl
✥Skull
✥Broken Mirror
✥Red Tear Chocking Constraints: The HELL is this thing around my neck?
✥Blood Red
✥Black I Belong to: No one as of yet.
I Don't bloody think so. But someone else is truly in charge: o-_C-h-E-s-H-i-R-e_-o
aka: Ches
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:02 pm
 B A S I C S I was given this name when I was born: Maximum Kin Maelstrom But it's better if you call me: Max, Mael I'm proudly: Bi-Sexual leans more towards males I've seen: Too Old To count. I'm so obviously: Male I'm also a: Devil G E T T I N G P E R S O N A L So my life has been like this: I am in fact Lucifers first son, or the first demon ever made, born and raised in blood and fire destined to bring destruction on those who encounter me. I just like any other devil am here to destroy happiness and of course ruin as many lives as possible the one rule I must follow however is to form contracts with people as to not let hell run amok, Daddy seems to dislike it when demons try to rebel and having so many run amok on earth would be problematic for him of course I could care about what dear old dad has to deal with, its none of my business what he does. I have lived in hell until the six hundred and sixty-sixth demon was born that was when I left hell for Earth, I decided I needed to have some fun for awhile and maybe mess around and destroy some lives just so dear old dad can destroy their souls. I have come across many people none really ever catching my interest numerous contracts have been filled out, I was on 'cloud-nine' when I carelessly signed a contract with a human who was interested in a man. Sadly I was said man and he wanted someone to be with, of course I had to keep my end of the bargain which meant having to sleep with him and everything. As soon as the contract had been fulfilled I brutally killed him, no one tricks a demon, absolutely not, they will regret it as always. I too like signing contracts that I created for me specifically but usually I win in the end anyways cause I take their soul.
Sadly enough Demons need to be reborn in human bodies every time the old vessel dies, of course I have rebirthed enough to know this and it is quite the problem, having to change form after form, I tried to talk with dear old dad about it but it was pointless, it would be hard to sign contracts with humans who knew you and knew people always died around you. Rumors fly easily and sometimes they are undeniably true in every way, just imagine finding out that a demon killed your husband who was an in the closet gay. That would be interesting to watch. He had come to like some of the human foods they had up here on Earth, he liked the fruit the best just because of how tasty it was, it wasn't like the fruit of the underworld, all dried up and tasting of dust, though he had to say the meat in the under world is definitely better then the meat here. He ended up getting tricked by a rather capable human and well ended up in the slave market owned very little due to him being rather free minded. They have a special collar on him due to his overwhelming powers so often enough he is usually disabled. I've been told I'm: Hmmm me? I don't have much to say about myself maybe I can repeat what others have said about me over these oh so many years. I seem to be quite the rude brat, I have a sharp tongue and am rather un kind, though I am quite honest and direct in my opinion. No sense in beating around the bush with mortals, they get on my nerves often enough that I stopped caring whether I hurt their feelings or not. I must strike you as arrogant, I must say I am, I am quite the little spoiled brat, my father being Lucifer and all makes things oh so much more interesting imagine telling that to your friends or higher ups. Quite blunt and straight to the point which can get a little obnoxious at times to others, to me it really doesn't matter, I could careless about what others thought of me. Long as I have my fun no one ends up hurt unless I am pleasuring myself by watching others suffer immense and unbearable pain. I am cruel and unreasonable but then again devils never were the fair type now were they? I am unforgiving and merciless one of the most ruthless and prone to attack type of devils, thats only because its difficult to kill me in the first place. I am a tricky guy according to some, giving them contracts and fulfilling my side of the bargain only to watch as their 'wish' is granted and they don't like it. Thats when I kill them and take their soul back to father, of course that isn't supposed to be a good thing. If I am correct I think only one person has ever shared a bed with me and apparently I have a 'cute' side, I am not sure what he meant but apparently even the devil's son can seem innocent for a few moments. A C C E S S O R I E S Annoying tags: Sword, Emerald, Black Pearl, Spoon, Book, Hourglass Chocking Constraints: Blood red, Medium Slate Blue, I Belong to: N/a But someone else is truly in charge: xIceyDemonx
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:13 pm
 B A S I C S I was given this name when I was born: The name I gave myself is Berach Vincent Moncle But it's better if you call me: Bera or Vince will do. I'm proudly: Bi-Sexual or course, though I think Men are a little better. I've seen: Huh? I'm Twenty. I'm so obviously: Male I'm also a: Tech-E (Alien) G E T T I N G P E R S O N A L So my life has been like this: I am a normal alien, yes that is correct I am completely alien even though I look human, I come from a planet that is about 4000 years in the future and of course our technology is much better then earthling technology here. Which brings me to why I am here, I am supposed to be doing a research project on a race from another planet so I chose humans considering they were the hardest and well when I used the transdimensional device given to me, it malfunctioned and I ended up here stuck on this back water planet with my alien technology. And no I am not using one of those camouflage devices, there is no need considering I am just a distant race of the humans a very distant race. The only thing that is different about me is the fact our planet is mostly bio-engineered soldiers, thick skinned, blooded and headed. We have two hearts, thats the only actual unnatural thing about us.
The technology I currently posses is something you people would see out of movies and of course it is attached to me so it is impossible to get rid of. I don't show the technology openly so I ended up not being able to check what I needed to do. It only took two days to get captured, I was pretty stupid considering I fell for their tricks. Thrown into a cage with a collar of some sort, I don't understand this planet much at all, this is going to be difficult considering I can't get my stupid transdimensional device to work. Stupid watch. I've been told I'm: EH?! Like I would freaking know! Urgh, I guess i'm a little temperamental and easily annoyed but I don't see how that actually matters. I am really smart and well I can calculate any math on this planet considering they haven't discovered the other forms of math yet. On my planet I am considered to have a mastery in medical science, I like to mouth off and be an arrogant brat, well I am a lot smarter then you lot. I have a problem with trust, I believe things to easily and well thats what got me stuck here in the first place. A C C E S S O R I E S Annoying tags: White Rose, Emerald, Bell, Hourglass, Book, Rose Chocking Constraints: Medium Slate Blue, Dark Green, Dark Violet, I Belong to: N/A But someone else is truly in charge: xIceyDemonx
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 2:39 pm
 B A S I C S I was given this name when I was born: Daisuke Browning But it's better if you call me: Little Devil I'm proudly: Gay I've seen: 17 horribly long years I'm so obviously: Male I'm also a: Shapeshifter G E T T I N G P E R S O N A L So my life has been like this: When I was a child I would always get into trouble just to get attention. I would color on walls, pick on my classmates, shift in front of children to freak them out and throw tantrums. My parents did not know what to do with me and would often call me little devil. They found a specialist and hired him to teach me some manners. The teacher soon found out I was not your average trouble making toddler. I scared the teacher off and my parents didn't have a choice but to give me away to a slave market. Even at the slave market I gave the slave traders hell. I threw my food at walls, bite the guards, and caused small riots to break out. They had to put me in my own cage so I would not cause more riots to break out. I have had a few masters but they have been too weak hearted to control me so they soon returned me to the market. I now sit in a cage wanting to escape this hell. I've been told I'm: the biggest trouble maker you will ever see. I am always causing trouble and making people mad because I want attention. I often act childish and like I am the big dog instead of my master. A C C E S S O R I E S Annoying tags: Shield, Spoon, Sword, Bell, and a hourglass Chocking Constraints: Blood Red and Dark Grey I Belong to: No one currently But someone else is truly in charge: Skylar Moonlight
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 4:26 pm
 B A S I C S I was given this name when I was born: Mayuki Brairwood But it's better if you call me: Ginger I'm proudly: I LIKE WOMEN! [homosexual in denial] I've seen: real age: 56 looks:18 I'm so obviously: Male, can't you tell stupid? I'm also a: Used to be an half-elf, now a Were-tiger G E T T I N G P E R S O N A L So my life has been like this: Mayuki was born in the fairy mounds in Asia. His mother was of a seelie court and his father was a human. He was born a child of both worlds and long outlived his father. Though he is 56 years old he is only a child in his blood and like a child decided to rebel against his mother. She was more than shocked when he choose to venture into towns and get his ears peirced. She was even more surprised when he told her he was running away with his one true love a small asian girl. He moved in with her and was happy for awhile, though nothing really happened between them. One day she grew frustrated and threw herself at him. Unsure what to to Ginger tried to maek up excuses and fight her off, but she was a strong girl. He blinked in surprised as all her anger added up and she turned into a tiger before his eyes. He turned to run but not before her claws sliced into his back.
He ran to his mother, but she turned her back on him. His blood had been tainted by the girl and so on the first full moon he shifted painfully into a tiger, becoming one of teh most rare were species and one of the new inhuman weres. He kept some of his mind in his animal form but ended up killing a man who tried to tranqualize him. Turned out that slave hunters had caught wind of him and became tracking him down. He ran from them and evaded capture for a few years, but look where he is now. He was first sold to a male who wanted to use him for fighting in arenas but Mayuki could more easily talk his way out of having to fight and escaped from the male with ease. I've been told I'm: Intellegent, he wants to live first and foremost and if that means having to kiss some a** to do it well bend over baby. He will oush you to your limits however to see how far he can get you to bend for him. He is somewhat of a homebody and doesn't mind cooking and cleaning as long as it keeps him out of the other person's bed. Not to keen on contact between himself and others he will lash out at being touched and fight to his last breath to keep his virginity... yes he IS a virgin and doesn't intend on giving it to just any master who strolls along.
Due to his dual nature he can become somewhat enthralled by things like catnip and easily possessive of things he thinks of as his territory. He is a big meat eater now where before he never ate meats. Still getting used to hsi new skin his transformations are not unpainful, but he is slowly trying to get the hang of shifting small parts of himself. His hair which was once golden is now a bright orange due to his tinger side, but he doesn't really mind that at all. Standing at 5'6 he is used to having to look up to people and doesn't find teh height of others to be an intimidating feature. A C C E S S O R I E S Annoying tags: Emerald : One of the few weretigers and a nonhuman were
Hourglass: He is in good shape
Spoon: He can cook
Dustpan:Cleaning is a-okay with him
White Rose: Hey! That's personal!
Shield: Very defensive
Chocking Constraints: Dark Violet: mischevious/somewhat dangerous
Red: temper
Green: Obediant (when it suits him) I Belong to: What no one! But someone else is truly in charge: Mistress Exploder
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 11:52 am
 B A S I C SI was given this name when I was born: Nicolette Vander But it's better if you call me: Nikki / Trouble I'm proudly: Bi-Sexual I've seen: 22 years I'm so obviously: Female, hun. I'm also a: Were-Leopard G E T T I N G P E R S O N A LSo my life has been like this: Nikki has had a somewhat hard life, growing up with her older brother in the city they had to work hard to live. At the age of 12 her brother taught her how to steal and she had been doing it ever since. Though once she got a good wad of cash she ditched the business and moved in with her sweetheart. Thinking she could trust him she revealed her real species to him and he flipped, though made a few bucks selling her into slavery. She killed her last two master's when they proved to weak to stand against her. I've been told I'm: She is somewhat crass and not very lady-like. She holds a deep resentment for her lover that caged her here and has vowed to never love again. The last master that bought her used her as a type of bodyguard, but when he wanted his body guarded too closely she killed the fat human and ran away. She was dragged kicking and screaming back to the slave market and beaten bloody, much to her masochistic delight. Somewhat twisted she doesn't mind pain and thinks pleasure if far more dangerous to her. A C C E S S O R I E SAnnoying tags: Skull : killed master before
Sword: don't ******** with her
Whip: Oh no a scratch, whatever.
Hourglass: What else am I supposed to do in here? Chocking Constraints: Black : ******** off.
Red: I DO NOT HAVE A TEMPER!
Dark Gray: What's mine is mine. I Belong to: Um NO ONE! But someone else is truly in charge: Mistress Exploder
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 6:21 pm
 B A S I C SI was given this name when I was born: Azayel Aidenn Dimitri But it's better if you call me: Azayel I'm proudly: Bi sexual i love for beauty for what it is I've seen: 20 I'm so obviously: Male I'm also a: Nephilim - A descendant of a fallen angel G E T T I N G P E R S O N A LSo my life has been like this: I was sold by my mother to slave catchers for not being the perfect son, i have been passed around from master to master since then I've been told I'm: Explosive, tempermental and bipolar A C C E S S O R I E SAnnoying tags: White rose, Black Pearl, Hourglass, Red Tear Chocking Constraints: Red I Belong to: Adalia Carmen Kaumudi But someone else is truly in charge: MoonLitS u i c i d e
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