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 Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2011 3:38 pm
So this is a kidnapping roleplay, I've left the role to who you'd like to be as a kidnapper. You could either be Jordan, an associate of Jordan, or someone else who is kidnapping Lydia of their own reason. If this rp already has a male and it's already started but you wish to rp with me on this then pm me and I'm sure I can work something out with you. I will post the skelly you can use below, you don't have to specifically go by it but I'd prefer it if you did. :] Thanks much ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ CharcterInformation ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥  Name: Lydia Rose Bernadette (Formerly: Luna Basquin) Nickname(s): Rose Age: 18 Birth Date: October 31 Gender: Female Race: Human Occupation(s): Waitress Sexuality: Straight Relationship Status: Single (Recovering from an abusive relationship) ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ APPEARANCE ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Height: 5’4” (without heels) Weight: 130 lbs Body build: Feminine Eye Colour: Sapphire Hair: Long blonde hair Clothing: She typically prefers the color purple. She’ll wear anything that either is a mini-skirt or has purple in it in some way, shape, or form. Other: She has a scripted tattoo on her left shoulder saying “Live Free”. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Personal♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Personality: Due to the lifestyle Lydia has led, she is mostly defeated and tired. She’s very kind and sweet, but fails to protect herself when put in the way of danger. She also puts on a façade of kindness and happiness despite her dissatisfaction with her life. Likes: Candy, sweets, Pepsi, all types of animals Dislikes: Spicy food, harsh people, sympathy Fears: Thunder, loud noises, screaming, angry people. Motto(s): Simply to survive is to triumph. Personal Belongings: Despite her utter fear of Jordan, Lydia still wears the ruby necklace that he gave to her on their first date. Bio: Lydia has never particularly enjoyed her life, after years of living her life motherless and with a uselessly drunken father whom she was more than happy to escape after beginning her career. She’s never actually made anything of her life and can’t exactly afford to either. Lydia barely pays the rent with the waitressing job she has, of course she utterly hates that one as well. As a teen, she had desired to become a model and even had a few gigs booked. At 17, she signed on to be a model for a new clothing company called ‘Desire’ that appeared to be ascending into popularity and fashion; after a few months of working there she entered a relationship with the companies manager, Jordan Lyx, and continued to date him for a year. However, within that span of the year, her relationship was far from perfect; Jordan quickly presented a side of him that she hardly enjoyed, his frequent bouts of anger and rage always left her bruised and crying in the closet wishing she had just remained at home with her useless father. After an entire year of trying to escape Jordan’s wrath, Lydia succeeded in contacting the authorities and having the man arrested. It’s been nearly six months since she’s seen Jordan, long enough for her bruises to heal and her name to be changed as she restarted her life over again from scratch; despite all these changes, Lydia still remains mentally scarred as she frequently ends up sleeping in the closet where she used to take refuge and even flinches from contact with anybody, especially those of the opposite gender. Lydia loathes shouting and has become the real people pleaser just to avoid hearing them yell and rage in anger towards her, which made her such an ideal candidate to be a waitress. Unfortunately, Lydia knows that while Jordan may not be free to roam the earth in search of her obsessively, but he surely has others that he can pay to do. So Lydia lives in fear every day that Jordan or someone he associates with may appear and drag her back to her hellish lifestyle and with no one around that she determines a friend or even an acquaintance around to watch out for her, she worries that if she ever did get kidnapped, nobody would notice. [u][size=24][b]→ → → → [/b][/size] [size=18]C[/size]harcter[size=18]I[/size]nformation [size=24][b] ← ← ← ← [/b][/size][/u]
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2012 8:21 pm
For Lydia, it had been “one of those days” at work; she was utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally and she wasn’t sure whether to blame the customers or the time of year. Since Lydia’s new home took refuge in a tropical paradise, it was common for her town to receive a large influx of people trying to escape the chilling winter that the northern regions provided. However, did people really need to be so rude? So she accidentally handed the chicken tenders to the kid instead of the kid’s parent, so what? Seriously, what adult eats chicken tenders anyways? Lydia mentally fumed as she walked down the street. After clocking out of work she had immediately changed from her work uniform, finding the style to just not be as flattering as girls preferred their clothes to be. One could say that as she thought of her day to be quite unusual, she had been chewed out by cranky old women and hit on by sleazy men upon numerous occasions. The latter was a typical day at work, but being reprimanded never usually happened, of course she was distracted so she wasn’t working at tip-top condition today. Ever since the previous day she hadn’t been feeling so hot and Lydia could swear she could feel the beginnings of a cold setting on; considering her budget though, she couldn’t afford to miss a couple days of work, no matter how sick she was. While she walked and thought upon today’s events, Lydia remained oblivious to her surroundings, which was yet another thing of her that she never truly did. It appeared the one day Lydia stopped paying attention to her surroundings would be the day someone came in and kidnapped her, her greatest fear. Lydia wasn’t even sure what hit her nor what happened, one minute she was just walking and minding her own business and the next she was enveloped in darkness; and as time ticked by, she was stuck between two feelings. One being that she never wished to leave the comfortable darkness that she swam in, and the second being that she utterly loathed the darkness that slowly began to feel as if it were constricting her and choking her.
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2012 8:50 pm
 Zuel had gotten the call that morning. Kidnap the girl, hold her somewhere inconspicuous and wait for another call. 5K. That was the down payment. He was going to get another 5 when he delivered her. After the call he'd followed her from her home to work. He'd even gone in and been served by her at lunch. She was distant, that much he could tell. He watched her for the whole day, staying close. She hardly noticed his presence. It made it easy to follow her. He walked up behind her, grabbed her and wrapped his wings around them, knocking her out.
The drive to where he was keeping her was uneventful, no police, she didn't wake up and no one tried to kill him. It was getting her from his car to the building that was hard. She was waking up and he was told not to damage her to much... So he knelt down besides the seat, frowning and looking at her intently.
"s**t." he muttered to himself. He'd never had to kidnap someone. He killed people dammit. taking a deep breath he pulled her out from the car by her arms, wrapped an arm around her middle and half carried half dragged her into the warehouse. He pulled her along, and kicked open the door to the room he was putting her in. The room was already lit with over heads and , as he nudged the door shut with his hip, he noticed that they flickered quite often. Sighing, he dropped her on the bed, tying her wrists to the head board and her ankles together, he gagged her, blind folded her and laid her head on a pillow. There. All finished. Now he would sit and wait for the call. He just hoped she didn't wake up...
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2012 9:08 pm
It didn’t take Lydia very long to regain consciousness; in fact, she’d regained half of it when this unknown male stopped the car and took her inside. Mentally she told herself that he wasn’t the most graceful person in the world, he definitely wouldn’t even be nominated for the ‘carrying a woman properly’ award. But all that was fine by Lydia, while most females probably would have screamed and tried to wriggle theirself out of this situation, she was smarter than that. Oh no, Lydia knew how it went; the worst thing a captive could do was fight and tick off the captor. Not only had she seen enough scary movies to know what happens, but she had personal experience with this. She knew the routine; she sat back and shut up no matter how uncomfortable she was. Lydia would have gladly feigned sleep throughout the whole ordeal if it wasn’t for the flickering lights over head, and the bindings didn’t really help for a girl to roll over and hide her face from the light so she was stuck trying to deal with it. Though dealing with it eventually turned into a chore and she eventually, albeit reluctantly, flickered her eyes open. At first she settled her crystalline gaze on the ceiling of the building, trying to regain the focus in her eyesight. After a few minutes of blinking and steadying herself, Lydia’s head turn to examine every square inch of the room. Though looking at the room she was in eventually grew boring and she found her eyes settling on him. Yet through this all she didn’t fight, scream, yell, not even the slightest sign of a fidget came from her. The silence didn’t last for too long because just as Lydia’s eyes focused on Zuel, the phone rang. It took Lydia by surprise as she reflexively winced at the piercing sound and turned her head to focus her attention back on the ceiling, she wasn’t interested in the slightest bit to hear his phone conversation though she did want to know who he was and what he wanted with her. Of course the person on the receiving end was Jordan, so it came to no surprise that if Zuel answered it Jordan’s impatient voice could be heard over the line. ”Do you have her yet?”(Ooc: Love your sig ^.^)
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2012 10:02 pm
Zuel watched her eyes flutter open and cursed the overhead lights silently. He had really hoped she would stay asleep. He ran a hand through his unruly hair, pulling at the tangles absentmindedly when he remembered. He had no idea who the hell this woman was. He had gotten a description and a last name. Not a first... He would ask. He turned towards her and opened his mouth to ask her her name.
"Hey, what's you're-" his cell ringing interrupted him. He sighed and answered, listening to silence for a moment before Jordan's voice sounded through the phone. Raising an eyebrow he looked over to her and answered, just as impatiently, "Yeah, yeah. I got her. She was an easy target." turning away from her he pulled out his 9mill, tapping his temple with it nonchalantly, "You got the rest of my money? Oh and, uh," he turned back around, smiling and stretching his wings, figuring she was gonna be dead soon anyway, "What you want me to do with this little lady?"
((ooc: thanks~ Oh and are you playing Jordan? I'm okay with it I was just curious.))
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 9:25 am
Lydia blinked as she looked back in his direction at the sound of his voice speaking to her. Not that she could respond to anything he had to say, she did have a gag over her mouth after all. Lydia mentally sighed and tried to depict through his phone conversation what the reasoning behind his kidnapping her was. Was he a customer that she had ticked off too much? Did she get his food order wrong one too many times? Though when she heard him answer the phone she felt a rush of paranoid fear fill her, already she had a feeling why he kidnapped her and who ordered him to. ”You’ll get the rest of my money when I get my little lady unharmed.” Jordan stated harshly. ”And if you’re really careful with her then I might throw in an extra 20 thousand. But you know, she can’t have a single mark on her. Not a single one, get it? I want her as is,” Jordan ordered gruffly. ”Right now, I’m a little… Tied up. So bring her to the old railroad station, I’ll be inside just past the ticket booth.” Jordan stated as he waited to hear any objection that Zuel might have over his demands. (Ooc: Oh well when you gave me Zuel’s profile I figured that meant you didn’t want to play Jordan XD You can if you want to, it’s fine either way.)
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 10:36 am
Zuel pouted, tucking away his gun, "Yeah, yeah. unharmed. I gotcha." he grumbled listening to the rest of Jordan's commands. He frowned as he stated that he was to bring her to the old railroad station... What was he supposed to do? Leave her there? And was this a trap? Some people wanted him dead... Little alarms mentally went off in his head and he swallowed. "Why the old railroad? That place is deserted... And what'm I s'posed to do? Leave her there and trust that I'll get my money? That's not how it works." Zuel stated calmly. He needed the answers to those questions if he was going to go through with this. He looked back at the lady in question, taking in her pale skin and blonde hair... He didn't really have a thing for blonds... but this one was kind of pretty. He made a mental list of places he should check and make sure he hadn't bruised her pretty skin... He would do that, after he was sure that this Jordan guy wasn't going to kill him. (Ooc: Actually I would prefer it if you played him because he's you're character and you know him the best XD)
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 6:34 pm
Jordan raised his eyebrow, "It can't be too hard to keep her unharmed, she's harmless." He insisted, listening to everything else Zuel had to say. "Are you stupid? That's the reason why you're taking her there!" Jordan roared, his patience was running thinner by the second. "You want to exchange a kidnapped girl at a police station or something? Obviously I'll meet you at the station with the rest of your money but by all means if you're going to back out now then have her but I'll get a refund of my money even if I have to hire a whole new person." He hissed into the phone. "Look, money isn't a problem, I believe we established this when we first met if it's more you want then it's more you'll get. Just make sure you're there, one o'clock tomorrow morning. Got it? Be there. If you're not then kiss your money goodbye and pray you know how to hide from my men." With his speil finished Jordan slammed the phone down, hanging up on Zuel without waiting for a reply. Lydia though blinked, glad to see him put his gun away, she had taken to watching him throughout the phone call and having seen him pull it out she immediately was put on edge and nervous. She sighed in relief though it only lasted for a little while when she saw his eyes on her. Lydia twitched slightly, quickly looking away from him from fear and nervousness. (XD Okay no problem)
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 11:05 pm
Zuel held the phone a little away from his ear as Jordan started yelling, grimacing at it. Gah, crazy men and their women. He rolled his eyes. He was not going anywhere at 1AM. It was just not happening. He blinked as Jordan hung up and raised an eye brow. Sighing, he went to text the number:
-Hey, Sorry about that. Just checking. I will be there at 9AM. No sooner, No later. See you then.-
Zuel flipped his phone shut and stood. Turning, he took a good look at the woman he had just kidnapped and sighed again. God dammit. She looked like a blonde version of Kensi. He glared at her, angry for letting himself think of Kensi. She was dead. She was very, very dead... To him anyway. She had gone crazy, serving the Devil like it was what she was born for. She had tried to kill him for heaven's sake. Shaking himself out of these thoughts, he walked over to her and knelt down beside her.
He went to lift her shirt and then it dawned on him. She was in a dress. He would have to lift the whole thing in order to see her ribs... Well, damn. He looked around the room for a blanket and found one relatively quickly. Smiling at her in apology, he tucked it around her hips, effectively covering her lower half. Then, trying to be as non threatening as he could, he lifted her dress. Just enough so he could see the bottom of the bra she was wearing, but nothing past there. He ran a hand along her ribs and under her breasts, making sure he didn't feel any lumps that would signal broken bones or giant bruises. Feeling none, not seeing any either, he checked quickly under her arms. Seeing nor feeling any there, he pulled back down her dress, tucking it under the blanket and keeping the blanket there. He did all this surprisingly gently, not wanting her to freak out and hurt herself.
He looked at his watch; 10:34PM. He sighed. Well, he thought, no need to be alone when I have a captive audience! ...Okay, that wasn't funny. At all.
"Wow, I can't even laugh at my own jokes." he muttered. He looked down at her again and sat at the edge of the bed, close to her stomach. He leaned down a bit, until he was next to her ear before saying, "I'm going to untie you. If you promise not to scream. No one can hear you anyway." He waited, not bothering to brush his hair out of her face.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 6:07 am
Jordan rolled his eyes, and texted 10 pm, no earlier, no later. Point blank. He wanted his woman, but going during the middle of the day was impossible; he’d just be caught again the best time to meet up to him was under the cover of darkness. Lydia’s eyes widened in surprise when she spotted Zuel’s glare in her direction, she wasn’t sure what she had done wrong to him. Reflexively she shrunk away from him nervously; she didn’t want to be near a person that was glaring at her. Though she didn’t particularly put up much of a fuss when he lifted her dress to check for markings; Lydia was unaware of what he was doing but she knew struggling would leave him more frustrated and annoyed than anything else. So the only movements she made as she felt his fingers drift along her stomach was the way she unconsciously sucked in her stomach a bit to pull away from his hand. But to be fair it wasn’t just her stomach that shriveled away from his gentle touch, her arms and anywhere else he touched her that she moved away from. When Zuel finally finished checking her and moved away to give her her space she finally relaxed against the bed. Though when he muttered something about not being able to laugh at his own jokes Lydia raised her eyebrow in confusion, she hadn’t heard a single joke to begin with. Lydia sucked in her breath and held it as he whispered in her ear, her eyes closed as she shook her head, trying to get his hair out of her face. In her head she imagined different scenarios; the first being him untying her and her choking him, or punching him but he’d probably only get pissed off and retie her after doing god knows what from annoyance, perhaps he’d kill her. She imagined screaming but he just told her no one would hear her, so she imagined escaping but if no one could hear her she assumed she was in the middle of nowhere, so where would she go? Lydia sighed softly as she nodded slowly trying to hold back a sneeze from his hair tickling her face.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 11:21 am
Zuel smiled and sat up a bit, loosening the binds on her wrists and helping her sit up in a comfortable position. He kept them tied though, no matter how loosely. He didn't believe anyone was harmless. She seemed to be hiding something from everyone. But he wasn't sure what. He jut hoped it wasn't something like 'looky I'm a fallen angel! DIIEEEE'. Yeah, that would suck.
He looked her over again, his eyes drawn to hers. She really did look like an angel, like Kensi... He blinked, shaking his head. Stop it. Do the job.. Zuel tucked the blanket around her legs, he had no reason to hurt her or make her feel more exposed than she did... He un-gaged her, keeping his fingers away from her teeth.
"So, what's your name?" he asked, leaning his elbows on his knees and looking at her curiously. He smiled a bit sheepishly, "Oh and, uh, I'm sorry. About the whole groping thing... Just making sure you weren't hurt." he wasn't going to tell her that he needed to make sure because he would get more money... That would be bad. She would scream and yell and he'd have to gag her and then he'd have no one to talk to.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 12:10 pm
Lydia watched Zuel carefully; slowly she sat up and arched her back in the process only stopping after she heard a satisfying pop resonate from it. ”My name is… Well I’m not sure what name to give you.” She supplied considering she didn’t doubt that he was working for Jordan. She was grateful to feel the bindings on her wrists loosened but she didn’t want them just loosened, she wanted them off. So with a few quick twists and flicks of her wrists she was released from the wrist bindings, cradling each appendage carefully. As she rubbed her wrist quietly she muttered, ”I’m not going to fight you that would be stupid. You have a gun, what do I have? I don’t even have an advantage in running, I’m in heels.” She muttered as she emphasized it by motioning to her feet. ”My real name’s Luna but I had it changed to Lydia,” She supplied. Finally Lydia gathered the courage to raise her eyes to meet his as she whispered in a softer voice, ”I don’t like being tied up and by now it’s useless, I’ve been tied in so many different positions and ways that I know how to get myself out of them the only reason why I didn’t do it before was I don’t doubt Jordan promised to pay you more if I was unharmed.” Lydia tugged on a blonde strand and muttered once more, ”I don’t mean to talk so much but can you uhm… Stop looking at me like that. Like I’m some girl that broke your heart or something, it’s weird.” Lydia mentally snorted, checking to make sure she wasn’t hurt; honestly it was hard for her not to laugh. He must have been trying to be nice or something but she knew the truth. She’d attempted to run away from Jordan so many times that this was a routine experience for her. Her eyes drifted around the room with a look of disinterest, she wondered exactly why he was even talking to her at that moment, didn’t kidnappers not do that? She thought it was like a coded policy they lived by or something of the likes.
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 7:35 pm
Zuel listened to her speech, wincing a bit as her hands came free. He kept an eye on them as she ran her gorgeous fingers over her thin wrists... Wait... did I just thing of her as gorgeous... Uhg. No. Stop it. Stupid, deprived brain. He looked back up at her to distract himself from her pretty hands, but was caught up in her eyes again. He didn’t do kidnapping for this reason! He had never kidnapped anyone because he thought that his conscience might come back. It seamed as though it may have already. He caught himself growling as she explained being tied up so much that she just knew how to get out. He looked at her eyes again and was staring shamelessly until she said something that snapped him out of it. He chuckled a bit nervously, he hadn’t meant to look at her like that. She just reminded him of Kensi... She wasn’t nearly as pretty though... Maybe he should say that? Did kidnappers even talk to their... Kidnapped-people... Uhg. Again, another reason he did not do kidnappings. He didn’t know the rules. And now he had to sit here with her until ten tomorrow night. This was just... shitty luck. He looked up at her again, curiously, only to find her looking around the room distantly. As if she could care less. Great, now he felt like an a**... “Sorry. You just... look like someone I knew.” He stretched, fiddling his thumbs for a minute before scratching the back of his neck nervously. Gah! Stop being nervous! He swallowed thickly, trying to get them past the awkwardness the situation at hand had brought up... Not that it wasn’t awkward before... “I wonder if there’s like some rule about not talking to you’re ‘prisoner’...” he muttered aloud, not really registering that she was right next to him and could hear him perfectly well. Hm. She was human... Humans ate on a regular basis... And they need lots of water... He had water... but did he have food? He shrugged and stood, turning around and tapping her on the shoulder. “Um... Luna... would you like something to eat... or some water... Or, uh, both? I think I have food...” He asked awkwardly. Gah. This was going to be an interesting job. (Ooc: I'm so sorry! My WiFi crashed D smile
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 7:52 pm
Lydia glanced at him and smiled, ”No, there’s no rule. Several of my previous kidnappers talked to me before; in fact some of them hit on me too.” Lydia revealed before shrugging at his offer. ”I really only eat once a day… I know it’s not healthy it’s just I don’t get hungry a lot… But a glass of water sounds nice.” She admitted before looking down at her lap. She was surprised he was so awkward about everything, typically her kidnappers were much more calm, cool, and collected but this one, he stumbled over everything. His very aura nearly choked her to death with how uncomfortable he was. When he stood and made as if he was going to get her something to drink she quickly stood and grabbed his wrist. Lydia’s entire demeanor changed as she pulled out the acting skills required of a professional model. ”Please, I need you to help me; please don’t make me go back to him. He really hurts me and I don’t want to go back to that lifestyle, I’ll do anything for you, I can give you anything you want.” She hinted suggestively, pulling him close as she arched her back to press her breasts against his chest. She reached up, her hands easily slipping underneath his shirt to ghost along his chest and abs. ”You don’t want to do this do you? You wouldn’t let a sweet, innocent girl like me go back to him? Let’s work together, I’ll help you get your money while I get freed from his grasp once and for all, what do you say? We can work together,” She suggested in a soft voice. (Ooc: It’s okay XD Sorry it’s so short @_@ I’ve got a bit of writers block, I'll try to fix it XD My brain is being difficult right now.)
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 5:36 am
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