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 Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2012 1:08 pm
 A huge castle with few windows(( mentally remove thirty windows from the pic)), a steep clif on one side, and a special room just for Texas Hold Em that is always lit with torches((the whole castle)). This is also the place of Zach's birth and both Drikan and Zach's parents' death.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2012 7:29 pm
"why didn't you sell this place?" Zach asked Drikan once the castle was in view.
"I didnt sell it because it's been in the family for years, Zachary" Drikan responded and heard her become quiet. He looked at her in the miororr because she was in a cage with her leashes tied to it in the trunk. "do you like it, Cynth? Is it ok if I call you Cynth, Cynthia?"
"oh my gids" Zach moaned "you're -"
"shut up, sis!" Drikan yelled at Zach. Then he snapped his fingers and a silver gag appeared on Zach. He was so angry that he almost drove off the road, but he regained his composure long enough to stear the car to the castle. I'll just take it out on her later Drikan thought to himself. "Cynthia , can you help me carry her in? I think that you have a calming effect on her." Drikan asked Cynthia, going around to the back of the car and opening the trunk. He then slapped Zach with force hard enough to break a mountain.
Zach sighed, she was used to getting hurt. The slap had made the gag come off."g****** you" she said when her lower jawbone was back in its socket. That just made him slap her agin and change her chains into silver chains and making them tight enough to pinch a bit. Only then did Drikan see Cynthia staring at him.
"sorry, sibling rivalry. We're in a little disagreement, and I hate her. I like you though, so I won't do any of this stuff to you." Drikan apologized as he loosened the chains just enough so that they could still keep Zach's wrists down without hurting her.
"hey, I'm fine. Cynthia, I can probably handle more pain than he can. He has a reason to hate me, like he said; sibling rivalry." Zach assured Cynthia. Zach then snapped at Drikan's fingers playfully. She giggled. "he basically thinks that our parents' death was my fault"
"she's right about being able to withstand more pain than I can"Drikan commented. "you go on in and chose a room. I'll bring her in. Oh, and if you find one with poker cards and thirty five thousand bucks leave it be please."
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2012 1:48 pm
 Cynthia shook her head and laughed a little. "Yeah, i'm okay with whatever you decide to call me. Afterall, I am your slave." After answering the question, she walked into the castle. She looked at the damged floors, the new and better-kempt walls, as well as the decor. She made her assumption about Drikan, and then snuck off to the nearest window (which was quite far away). She watched as Zach and Drikan walked in, she tried to gather every trait she could from them. She thought about what zach said, that their parents had died. She wondered if Zach really did do it. She went back to the front door before Drikan had entered, and acted like nothing had happened. The only way to tell was her slightly heavy breathing...
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2012 2:17 pm
"are you ok Cynthia?" Zach asked Cynthia when she walked in. Drikan had let her out of the cage because he knew that she wouldn't try to run from him and her home.
"Zach I'm sure that she's fine. Go find your room, I've no clue why but I've been keeping it nice and I made a few improvements as well." Drikan snickered.
"ok." said Zach as she started down a hallway. She paused to ask "am I going the right way, Master?" she said master in a mocking tone. Drikan nodded and she kept going, wondering what possible improvements Drikan could have made.
once Zach was out of sight Drikan started to talk to Cynthia. He was on the minamal amount of kindness now, but still speaking softly as he explained how the chores would split up between her and Zach. "if you're a good cook you can cook, you can use the kitchen anytime that you want to. Zach is going to clean the horses stalls, clean the castle, ectera. You can eat at the table with me at dinner if you want to, otherwise you can eat next to Zach on the floor and I won't mind. If you want to help Zach you can, but most of the things she'll have to do are in the donguns. And you should pick a room, I can go with you if you want me to." he might of wanted to give her a tour of the dongouns later, with Zach in tow. "let's go find Zach now, along the way you can look at as many or as few rooms as you want."
As Zach entered her room (wich she had finally found) she saw the 'improvements' that Drikan had made to her room. Her door now had iron spikes on the inside of it. She didn't see anything other than that until she was in the middle of her room and she was able to turn around. She noticed that her bed was now a iron madden that had the front removed so she could breath with the spikes removed and Steele straps in it as well as shackles, her once crystal chandler was now made of hollowed out human bones with Greek fire in them. She liked it, although she had nothing against humans, or any species for that mater. Zach ducked out and saw Drikan and Cynthia in the hall so she silently back into her room and, in a panic, got into her new bed. She strapped herself in and, for extra safety probably, shackled herself and her wings to it then curled the remaining parts over herself as an attempt to shielded herself from reality.
((sorry, I'm prone to long posts since I'm a author))
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 5:00 pm
Cynthia walked past the dark looking door, and noticed it was opened slightly. She thought it was a curious thing, so she peeked her head in. She looked around, and then sighed. "I had expected something a bit more interesting" she said aloud. As she turned to leave, she noticed something of a lighter colour than the rest of the room. "Zach? What are you doing in a ball like that?" she asked. She was trying to remember her name, so she thought she would use it as much as possible. When she saw that Zach was sort of hiding, she turned and walked back to Drikan. That's when the thought occurred that Drikan had designed the entire castle. She wondered. She thought, and finally she had to ask. "Drikan, you didn't plan on taing Zach as a slave, right?"
((I don't mind, I like all the detail. Besides, if your an authour, then it's only natural. Anyway, do you get bored having to do half the role-play with yourself?))
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 12:30 am
"Oh I did" replied Drikan "to make her pay for our parents deaths. That reminds me, where is she?" he turned and walked to a door with Greek fire in the handle that was slightly ajar. Without hesitation he walked in and saw Zach, curled up in her little ball, in the back half of a iorn maiden. Then Drikan walked over to her and pried her wings open with a crowbar. He then beckoned Cynthia to grab a sickle, some heavy books and come over. She brought them over and he placed the books on Zach's wings.
"Cynthia, the awnser to that question is I'm trying to hide from the real world." Zach stated as Drikan pried her wings apart. She tried to bite him when he placed the books on her wings. " I'll probably starve to death before I eat any of his cooking, but I'll eat if you're cooking Cynthia.". Zach growled in between nips at Drikan's hand. She almost bit him but he was faster than her and stopped her by pushing her head and neck down , she felt something clamp on her neck and tighten just enough to make her take shallow, fast breaths.
((Ty for understanding, I have writers block. Sort of, but i need practic writing in third person))
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 6:51 pm
Cynthia wasn't happy about carrying out the tasks, but she did anyway. Drikan was her master, so what choice did she have? She looked at the two, one being tortured and biting, one torturing and half ignoring his victim. "If your hungry, i can make dinner. It Just depends on what you want, I'm not that good of a cook, but I'm sure it will be edible." she joked as she noticed that there were no windows in this room. She folded her hands behind her back as she waited for either of the two to say something.
(Np, but would you mind not god-modding? It's when you control someone else's character, I don't mind it too much for something this small [I would have anyway] but can you avoid it in the future?)
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 7:19 pm
Drikan laughed a bit at Cynthia's joking. "I'll cook" he replied. Then he continued to watch Zach. He knew that she knew that she was hurting herself in the process of trying to bite him.
Zach laughed and flapped her wings, wich sent the books hurtling towards her brother. "If you want to hurt me, it ant happening." she snarled at him, compleatly in awere that her throught was sore.
Drikan undid her restraints and led Zach back down the hallway. When they arived at a table with a pole near it he tethered Zach to the pole and shackled her to the floor, but before going back to get Cynthia he said "stay" to Zach. As Drikan was starting to walk back down the hallway he heard Zach mumble something under her breath.
(Sry)
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 5:48 am
Cynthia was already half way down the stairs when she saw Drikan. "I'm coming, and please, don't trouble yourself. I think that if Zach was to endure more torture, she'd have to be alive. I'll cook." she said. Without waiting for a reply, she went into the kitchen. She shape-shifted into a chef, and then began making some kind of soup. She looked back at Zach and smiled. "I'm taking advantage of my powers today." she said, winking at the end. She almost meant to give her a hint, but she didn't know if she would've picked up on it.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 11:19 am
"oh, why thank you." Drikan mumbled, slightly surprised. He walked back towards the room that he had left Zach in, wich was now where Cynthia was- judging from the smell that now came from that general area of the castle.
"hi" Zach said when Cynthia walked in. "I'm glad you're cooking, Drikan would probably force me to drink from a toilet or something like that." she stated to Cynthia. Then, with a small laugh she turned her head and stared at her plate. It was a dog bowl with sparkles. "oh f******* he double hockey sticks no! I'm not eating out of something with sparkles, Sir." she added the sir sarcastically and with a swing of her head towards Drikan, who was now pulling out a chair for Cynthia. at least that's what it looked like, seeing as he wasn't sitting in it or starting to sit in it.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 1:10 pm
Cynthia laughs softly as she adds in a pinch of salt and then pours the soup into a bowl.She serves Drikan first, and thenpours soup into Zach's bowl. She then transformed back into her regular form and smiled. "Sorry Zach, seems we have run out of dog bowls." she said half joking, yet half serious. She looked over at Drikan and waited for him to begin before she did.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 6:18 pm
Zach laughed "that's fine by me" she said. She then tried to stand up and she fell face first into the floor before she remembered that she was shackled to the floor. "ouch" she murmered, silently praying that she didn't have to go outside to pee.
"go ahead, Cynthia eat something" Drikan told Cynthia seeing her hesitate. "there's no need to wait for me." he insisted. His hunger then got the best of him and he took a bite of the soup. "wow.....just..... Wow.............. I LOVE IT!" Drikan practically shouted the last part.
Zach covered her ears when Drikan yelled. When things calmed down she, since she didn't have a spoon, took a tentative lick at the soup. she restrained herself from barking, but only just. Then, in between frantic licks, she said "I love it, Cynthia! Did you put any wolfbane in it?" Zach had smelled some wolfbane when Drikan had left to go get Cynthia, so she resoned that it was in the kitchen.
"your bowl is imbedded with it, slave." Drikan said to Zach. He realized that she didn't care what he called her.
Zach glanced up when Drikan spoke to her, but quickly returned to the soup. She didn't care what he called her. For all she cared he could call her stuff like wastrel, rebel, runaway, and evebn your highness in a mocking tone and get away with it- he knew it too.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 6:58 pm
Cynthia laughed at the two, so happy yet they hated eachother. "I don't actually know what's in the soup, I just went on instinct since that speific transformation was a Five-star chef." she then filled her spoon and placed it in her mouth. She was proud of what she had created, if only she could remember the recipe! She saw Zach licking out of her bowl, and felt lucky to have a spoon. (I guess that would qualify as Defying Drikan, so I shouldn't. Besides, I doubt he would tell me where he keeps the spoons.) she thought as she ate a chunk of... was that potato or carrot? Dosen't matter, she ate it and finished her soup. "Are you done? I can take the dishes if you'd like..."
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 12:14 am
"I've got to do my part" Drikan laughed. "I'll take them in, unless you would rather not get a chance to say what you really think of me to Zach" he was on his feet now, talking as he gathered the dishes. "she thinks that I'm a pain in the a**, unless my memorie's incorrect." he was almost in the kitchen now. He went into the kitchen, giving them the freedom that he had promised. He stuck his head out and threw Cynthia a key. "use that if you want to get Zach out of those shackles"
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 2:38 pm
Cynthia smiled as she caught the key and unlocked Zach. "My my, those shackles must have been tight." she said with a lighthearted giggle. She knew Zach's opinon of Drikan, but what was hers? Cynthia really didn't know what she thought, so she flipped her bangs and looked at Zach. "So, are you going to sleep with a mace looming over your head?" she asked. She meant this quite literally. She knew the room was dangerous, and she was actually concerned for Zach.
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