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 Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 1:27 am
Welcome to the Slave shop. We have the first floor which is for masters and the slaves who want to get sold. the first floor is the bedrooms. the second floor is the bathrooms. The third floor is everything else. Come in and find your match. Cdd will be here to help.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 8:16 pm
 Kathryn Kathryn didn't know what was going on. One minute she was having a rather nice conversation with a rather attractive man who wasn't a perverted moron, and the next her cage was being violently dragged away; not even enough time for a farewell! It seemed it was happening all over the shop, and it was rather irritating.
She didn't like this new place. It was more open, and there were less slaves, but that wasn't necessarily good. Kathryn didn't like standing out. She saw what happened to slaves that stood out. They were attacked, abused, assaulted; it wasn't pretty. Particularly with the females. That's why Kathryn sat back, rarely caused a fuss, and just did as she was told. Rebellious slaves stood out. Sadly, here, she was the only slave. And she stood out.
She could sense that the guards here weren't human, and therefor they weren't edible. Of course; only an idiot would put a slave in an environment where they would thrive. They needed to be kept submissive so they could be controlled. Of course, the dark glare showed that not even Kathryn was willing to submit entirely. She sat in the middle of the larger cage, legs hugged close to herself as her eyes darted around the shop in an almost paranoid way. Only her and the guards.
Lovely.
Just stay away from the walls. the voice of reason told her, if they can't reach you you'll be fine. It was a valid point, but she would have to eat eventually. Just stay away from the walls and the monsters can't get you.
"Ironic." she murmured softly, "considering I am the monster."{||OOC: I had a nicer post, but Gaia eated it. It's gone. It's depressing. This will have to do.||}
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 5:59 pm
 N a m e : AMELIAxxxxxS e x u a l i t y : HETEROSEXUAL (SERVES ANY)xxxxxxxxxxS t a t u s : OPENAmelia couldn't remember the last time she had been in a place like this. Usually spent a lot longer time than she was with a master or mistress. She had her way of... getting what she wanted and what she wanted was what her master and mistress wanted most. A good percentage of the time it was some sort bodily pleasure. That wasn't the point but, still, she sighed.
Turning her head to the side slightly, she saw another girl who was there, seeming very... uncomfortable? She licked her lips and a sly grin slid onto her lips. She could feed from any race, even her own. She had little preference over any race or gender in that regard but in any romantic nature, she had to say she greatly preferred the masculine side. She felt nothing in that way for females. It was true that she felt turn-ons. Why wouldn't she? It was the nature of life but that didn't mean she was bisexual.
Pushing herself out of her thoughts, she decided to explore again. This place was pretty silent with not much going on. There was no master or mistress here and it drove her wild. She couldn't do anything right now and she hated not being able to do anything. But, she finally decided to voice her discomfort hands gripping the bars. "I'm hungry," she whispered softly her thumb then moving over her full lips. Her ability - of heightening emotions and stimulations - was stronger when she could taste their blood, her venom in their veins. She could hold back but it was easier to allow them to feel the intense pleasure mixed with the pain of her puncturing his or her skin.
Because... she technically wasn't a vampire. She was a vampiric human. Did they have to know that? No. It was the same except for the fact she didn't live forever and she could drink anyone's blood.
She smirked.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 7:50 pm
 N a m e : JULIUS MACABEExxxS e x u a l i t y : HETEROSEXUALxxxxxxM a s t e r / S l a v e : MASTERxxxxxxxxxSt a t u s : STILL LOOKINGIt was always worth a try. If he couldn't find it in one place, he could always try somewhere else. This place was the quietest and he hated crowds. Well... that was probably not the best way to put it. He hated loud crowds. They got on his nerves. He couldn't say he didn't like people but he hated the obnoxious ones... if you could say it that way. Still, when he walked in, he immediately bypassed the first slave. He didn't want one like that. He didn't need a slave for pleasure. Why would he buy another creature just to do something like that with it? Instead, he needed a companion and someone to help tend to his house. He knew how to cook but absolutely despised cleaning. His place wasn't trashed since he was almost frightened to touch anything because he would then have to clean it up again.
Still, he noticed a second girl and he pulled the cigarette that was currently in his mouth out. Strange. This one was more silent than the other. Finally, he moved over to her cage and his hand gently curled about the bar. he wasn't sure what to do then he finally smiled faintly. "I'm not going to go through all those pleasantries," he said with a shrug, "even if it is rude." He put it back in the corner of his mouth and regarded her for a moment.
"I am Julius Macabee. What are you?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 8:13 pm
 Before Snow could say a word the girl's cage was dragged off and a guard just told him to follow if he wanted the girl so he did and once he got there he sighed loudly.He then walked over to her cage as a guad opened the cage door for him to enter the cage Snow walked over to her and got down on one knee looking into her eyes."Come on I'm buying you as of this second you will be free from this place."
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 8:19 pm
Kathryn Kathryn looked up, surprised by the sudden contact. Although the presence of a potential customer kept the guards away, Kathryn scooched back away from the cold metal bars, an almost accusing glare flitting across her eyes. She was nervous, yes, despite the fact that the man in the other shop had been rather kind, but the guards which littered the floor, watching like a hawk. That left her with chills.
She licked her lips, a nervous habit which had developed over time, and moved slowly forward, off the cold metal bars which stung against her bare arms. She pulled the sleeves of her sweater down, and crawled forward, hoping to see better. She eyed him nervously, still not sure, but moved slowly closer, until she was just barely within reach. She was tempted, at his words, to reply with a sarcastic, 'what shop do you think you're in', but thought better of it.
"I am a slave." she murmured softly, looking up at him through pale violet eyes, "I am also a nightwalker; a vampire, of sorts." she explained, her expression still nervous and almost childish in it's innocence.
She was shocked, then, when the man from the previous shop appeared and entered her cage. Her violet eyes turned from the almost crimson-brown ones of the new man, to meet the cool, steel blue ones of the young man from before. Confused, and startled from all the conflicting confusion, she simply nodded her head, not wanting to question the flurry of movement which was occurring all around her.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 8:29 pm
N a m e : JULIUS MACABEExxxS e x u a l i t y : HETEROSEXUALxxxxxxM a s t e r / S l a v e : MASTERxxxxxxxxxSt a t u s : STILL LOOKINGJulius smiled gently at her words, seeing her worry though she had enough courage - or removed enough of her barriers, to approach him. He held out his hand to her and opened his mouth to speak only to be pushed back by another man. He was not one to be placed in such a position, it aroused his dormant anger. Julius grabbed the man's arm and yanked him back, glaring at him, looking him down since he was taller. "Do you mind?" he snapped his eyes showing a hint of anger. Usually he wasn't one prone to violence or anger. When provoked, however, he could be very dangerous. "You do not waltz in as if you own the place and decide you will buy a slave who another is speaking to." He thrust him back and turned so he faced him fully, his back to the vampire girl. "Though, I do know you are a vampire, my dear. I know where I am. Instead, my question was directed to you as a person. I was looking for someone who will be my companion. Not in a sexual way, of course."
Stepping forward, he pulled the cigarette from his mouth and threw it to the floor to grind it out with his boot. "Now, kind sir. I would greatly appreciate it if you looked elsewhere."
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 8:40 pm
N a m e : AMELIAxxxxxS e x u a l i t y : HETEROSEXUAL (SERVES ANY)xxxxxxxxxxS t a t u s : OPENAmelia listened to the exchange then laughed. "However you look at it, you're lucky," she said sweetly, resting her head against the side of the cage to regard the group. It amused her greatly so she was content just watching. "Though, you can't both buy her." With a grin, she ran her hand down the side of the cage regarding them then looking away, bored.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 8:47 pm
Kathryn Kathryn simply blinked, not quite sure what to do. Technically the blue eyed boy was there first, but also, he technically allowed her to be taken. Why was she thinking so hard? She was the slave! It wasn't as though she even got a say in what happened. With her eyes darting from the brunette to the blond, Kathryn backed away again. It was getting dangerous, it always got dangerous when people grabbed people.
People, generally, didn't like getting grabbed. She doubted that this would be an exception. Worry pained her face, not for herself any longer but for both men. They had both been kind and warm to her, something she rarely got to enjoy. She felt bad now, like she would be the cause if they fought. She prayed silently that it wouldn't come to that.
"I'm not..." she whispered quietly, her worried expression only deepening with another force enticing a fight to start. She didn't want that, but she had no idea how to stop it from happening. She didn't know if she even wanted to try.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 8:59 pm
Snow just glared at the other guy after having his arm grabbed and pushed to the side but did'nt say a word as he leaned against the cage listen to what the guy was saying to the girl."You are a rude one and I did speak with that girl first but I'll let you have her since your looking for a companion and good luck to you both." He said not really in a mood to fight over anything let alone a woman.((Sorry for it being short got too much on my mind.))
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 9:00 pm
N a m e : JULIUS MACABEExxxS e x u a l i t y : HETEROSEXUALxxxxxxM a s t e r / S l a v e : MASTERxxxxxxxxxSt a t u s : STILL LOOKINGJulius finally unraveled when he saw her expression. His job and "living" so long gave him an ability to recognize those types of emotions. She was... frightened. Or close to it. He caused enough terror and fear for being who he was. Seeing someone he had hoped to be his companion - a living companion instead of the constant dead - being terrified was not something he could live with. He did not know the source of her fear, though. Was it him showing a darker side to himself?
His hands fell to his sides and he took a breath. "I apologize. I do not want to fight you but I still stand in my position that what you did was..." he struggled for a word that wouldn't incite a fight, "...wrong." He bit his tongue. Bad word. "But, I do also stand on this position. You are not buying her." Or would she hate him for that? His eyes flickered helplessly to her face. He knew, however, he wouldn't get any support from her. She was a slave and he and the other man designated "masters". Technically he was not since he had no slaves as of yet. All he had was a ... uh... a lot of money from saving it up from... who knows how long. He could probably buy the other man out. A plus to being near-immortal.
But, her words caused him to look at her again, startled. His eyes went wide. What was she going to say? He finally turned and crouched down. He wasn't about to not be heard. He just hoped, she didn't speak against him. "What?" he asked her. "You're not what?" He paused. "If you tell me you aren't worth it, I'll just have to prove you wrong." In truth, he needed a companion more than anyone really knew. Being a reaper meant killing every single person on the surface of the earth. A serial killer or assassin could have a bad life but no one had to face every creature who died and have to take their lives. She just... had that look in her eyes he connected to.
However, the man suddenly spoke and he looked up quickly, alarmed. Oh, God. Why did he have to have such a guilt complex? His heart dropped. "I--" He really needed a smoke. His eyes closed and he stood, turning to watch him.{ sorry these are short.. I'm not supposed to be on! }
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 7:27 pm
Kathryn Kathryn's worry calmed significantly when it became obvious that there would be no brawl. A ghost of a smile actually appeared when she saw how mature both men were being about the situation. She had seen fights break out over slaves, slaves which loved the attention and provoked it further. She never expected, nor wanted, something like that to happen with her.
The cool violet eyes turned up to the brunette; it seemed that the first boy was allowing her to go with him. She nodded her thanks, but didn't move from her spot. She looked down, shaking her head slightly.
"I'm not worth being fought over. Nobody is. Although all people get injured and eventually die, it's wrong for somebody to die for another's cause." her hands quickly moved to cover her mouth; where had that come from? She rarely spoke out, and here she was challenging a Master! She squeaked out a quick apology, but refused to look up.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 7:34 pm
N a m e : JULIUS MACABEExxxS e x u a l i t y : HETEROSEXUALxxxxxxM a s t e r / S l a v e : MASTERxxxxxxxxxSt a t u s : MASTERJulius finally reached out his hand to her. "You're right," he told her not wavering in the least. "Nor should anyone be considered less than human because someone says they are. But, dying for someone is the ultimate symbol of love." He laughed, but it had no humor. "Come. My name is Julius. If you wish, you may call me that. I've never been called master before."
Helping her up, he lead her out to face the stony-faced slavers in the back. They were used to fights though they were slightly surprised this one didn't continue. So, he paid without any hassle then returned to find her,. He refused to have her put on a leash, saying he wasn't looking for a pet. Instead, he led her outside into the sunshine but first held the door open.
"The sunlight does not harm you, does it?" If that was the case, he was going to have some... trouble.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 7:53 pm
Kathryn She blinked, confused by the man's kindness, but allowed herself to be led out of her cage. She looked up to the man, 'Julius' and nodded slowly.
"My name is Kathryn." she said, speaking in a slow and calculated manner. "But you can call me whatever you wish, Sir." she added, mumbling the last bit. She looked towards the door nervously. It wasn't like the movies where she would melt dramatically into a puddle if she stepped into the sun, but her skin was quite sensitive to it, and it did pain eyes and skin significantly to walk in it.
She didn't want to admit to that, though. So what, she'd be uncomfortable for a while, she could deal with that. She dealt with being a slave well enough. She decided to lie. Not trusting her voice, she shook her head no, walking cautiously towards the door, prolonging her safety. At the same time, she didn't want to cause any trouble...
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 11:00 am
 ~ Rose ~
I'm here, I'm listening...
Rose sat, dejectedly, in the corner. One arm curled protectively round her bent knees, pulling it towards her chest. Her cheek gently resting on her right knee, whilst her free hand makes different patterns on the floor. Her naturally curly, red hair covering her like a rosy blanket, her luscious black eyelashes tickling her cheek, as her eyes slowly drifts close. And then re-open, slowly.
Watching the other slaves and masters, a tear escapes her now-closed eyes, leaving a tell-tale sign running down her cheek. Using her sleeve, she wiped the tear - and it's salty water remains - away; fixing her fake attitudey face into place, If i'm gunna get picked, they're gunna have to see the 'real me' she told herself, sighing softly.
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