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 Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2007 1:08 am
 Name: Lira Shizule
Gender: Female
Sexual Preference: Bi
Species: Demon, though she rarely shows her demon side
Age: 19
History: Lira was born of two noble demon parents, both of which were strong and faught long and hard in many battles. She was the only child for which either of them ever bore, and thus adorned all their attention, whether that be good or bad.
Her parents, being of two different races of demon, viewed her as a half-breed, even though she was a full demon. She was born of two different types of demons, and thus had mixed blood. Though, not as bad as being born half human, it wasn't much better amoung the demon comunity, and thus she was sure to become an outcast.
Lira's parents seamed to wish to protect her, at first, by keeping her locked away in their castle, where she was never to leave. Soon, though, as she grew older, she began to realise that they weren't protecting her but hiding her, for they were ashamed to have bore a half-breed and yet full blood demon into the world.
As she grew more and more rebelious to her parents for ceiling her away, they began to punish her and even beat her. She would find herself laying on the bordor lines of consiousness in her room by the time they were through with her. Still, she stood up to them, even though she knew they, as her parents, were much more powerfull then she was.
As time went by, her parents went off to battle more and more, till one day neither one of them returned and Lira took the chance and ran. She ran as far away from the castle as she could, not caring what had happened to her mother or father, or whether either of them were even still alive.
It was as she ran, though, that she was captured by slavers. She is fresh blood, and knew to the slave world, as her parents had seamed to conceal it from her. She is a quite rebellious girl, now, and may let through her demon side when angered.
Wants: An extremely dominant and very literate master who will be able to take on her challenge and will make no hesitation in punishments.
Personality: She is very vocal in her opinions and can often show a good fight to even the slightest demand.
Likes: Being chained and humiliated to some extent. She likes to feel powerless beneath the whims of her master/mistress.
Dislikes: Those weaker than her trying to controlle her.
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2007 2:11 am
((This is me in one of my lengthier posts. I don't always post this long, but I try to do my best, usually. I can do longer or shorter, it all depends on what I get with my master.))
A soft breath somehow managed to escape her lungs as she was drug through with thick chains attached to her wrists. Apparently someone had been able to sence what she was, amoung those that caught her, for the chains apon her wrists bound her to her current form rather than allowing her to shift into either of her two demon selves. She cared not, though, as she prefered her human form, as it was the one form that she bore that people wouldn't know her for what she really was, a half-breed. Though, she was a full demon, she bore the blood of two different types of demons, something looked down apon almost as much as being half-human half-demon.
Jessica was brought away from her thoughts, though, as she was brought to roughly stand in front of a cage while one of the gaurds opened it. To anyone in here, she knew she appeared as new to this world, and she very well was, though that didn't stop her slight tightening in her jaw as the door to the cage was opened and she was expected to step through, willingly.
"Now, slave," snarled the man that had been leading her here, and she was rouchly grabbed by her black as night hair and shoved into the cage. The tight space seamed to creep in on her and the cage door was slammed shut with an awafull bang and she heard them turning the key and walking away, hearing one of them jibe, "Should get a pretty penny off that one, aye?"
She growled at the thought of being treated like a peice of clothing to be baught or sold at someone else's will. She could not, or at least, would not, ever see herself as anything less than the demon she was. Still, though, that didn't help her current situation as she turned around in her cage to look out now.
She moved to sit towards the back of her cage, her hands still bound by the chains, were in front of her. She felt as if a hard weight were pressing in on her chest, for which she could no more explain than she could how the universe had been created. It was completly foreign to her, but somehow she had a suspicion that it had something to do with being here, right now.
Still, though, she sighed, and sat back. Trying her best to relax as people stepped past her. She tried to ignore the glances that some gave her, though on occasion her jaw would tighten at them and her eyes narrow in anger, as if to say, 'Leave me the hell alone.'
How she had gotten into this mess, she still had no clue, but somehow it had happened. She thought back, now, as she recalled the night that her usual gaurds that kept her inside were called away for the urgent knews that her parents may have fallen. She had, of course, seized the opportunity, and run for it. It was as she was running that a great blanket of black clouded her mind, almost as if the memory were being blocked from her.
She couldn't remember even how she seamed to get here, not but a few hours ago. Still, she was not one to give up, and sat patiently, waiting. Waiting for what? Even she didn't quite know.
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