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 Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 3:43 pm
Ӻσгєʋєг & Ⱥʟѡαʏʂ ϓσцгʂ
A Slave x Master RP between...
Seraphim_Lie and Idaj955
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 1:54 pm
Ϩҭσʀʏ
For ages man has owned one another; the rich own the poor and the strong own the weak. It has always been that way, no matter how much some may disagree or frown upon it.
Slaves are meant to do the harsh work that no one else wants to do, so they are considered to be the lowest of vermin in the human 'food chain'. If you can afford one or more,then you are to be respected and held in high account by those who have a fewer number.
For one young man, he is finally allowed to pick out his own servant and prove that he is responsible enough to take on his father's business.
But perhaps the girl that he chooses will open his eyes to the monstrosity that surrounds the rich and strong, that they are just as lowly as the lowliest of thieves and cowards.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2011 2:15 pm
Name : Amata Nevermore
Age : 16
Gender : Female
Status : Slave
Bio : Was taken from her homeland around the age of six, so her memory is poor when she tries to remember what it looked like or who her father was. Her mother had also been taken, but died just a year later from an illness that had spread swiftly through their current household. She was one of few that managed to live through it, but her master and mistress were two of the fatalities.
Taken back to the 'slave pen', she would then be sold to many different masters and mistresses due to her fiery temper towards them and her 'superiors'. She nevers stays in one place for long, because she runs away, but is always caught. She has a talent for music and animals, though it is rarely seen.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 4:43 pm
Name Jake Age 18 Gender Male Status Master Bio: HE has always lived in a house with servants but has never owned one. But now that he is 18 he gets his own slave to do all of his work. He has always awaited this day 
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 8:09 pm
Do you want to start or should I?
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 8:33 pm
you can. i am a bad starter
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 8:55 pm
Amata sat at the back of a small cell that she shared with seven or eight other people. The numbers in that tiny prison were always changing, and so she didn't even bother to keep count of who they were nor when they came and left. Why should she when she'd probably never see them again?
This was the sixth time this past year that she'd been brought back ehre due to her mulish subborness and short temper. Then again, her lack of obidience when a man or master ordered her to join him in his bed for the night was another reason she was constantly back in this tiny hell hole. She fought back, which was odd for a slave that only had one more strike before being killed by the holders.
Her auburn hair cascaded around her shoulders as she sat next to the wooden gate, longing for the dim lighting to keep her sight from fading to black. Today they were supposed to be having a 'special guest' come in and select a servant and she prayed to whatever deity existed that they wouldn't choose her.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 9:04 pm
Jake pulled up to the market in a Lamborghini spyder and opened the door. His hair blew in the wind and he had put sunglasses on before her got out. HE slowley walked towards the cage that held Amata. He closley examined each one. He then saw Amata. " I want her now" Jake said with no hesitation. THe slave seller instantly pulled Amata out of the Cage and handed her to Jake. "Listento me and every thing will be Fine. " Jake said to Amata in a quiet voice
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 9:32 pm
 Amata had been watching this rich boy up until the point he'd reached her cell. That's when she'd looked away and hoped to look extremely weak or incompetent compared to the others within there that longed to be out of this place. She continued to pray in her head that it wouldn't be her... until she was roughly pulled out of the cage. Dismally, she turned and looked at her new 'master'. Do whatever he says? Apparently the holder isn't going to tell him my history of masters and mistresses.... Oh well, I guess it might be worth a moment's worht of amusement to see his reaction to my behavior.
Keeping silent, she didn't look to the other slaves nor her new master. But she did whisper under her breath, "So help you God I'll listen."(( Changing the pic so it looks better with the time. ))
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 9:39 pm
Jake Looked at her and pulled her to the car and over to the passenger seat. " GEt in the car now" Jake whispered in her ear while holding ono her arm and holding the door open."
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 10:24 pm
Amata didn't resist nor did she try to rebel. Getting into the car as he'd instructed, she felt truly miserable. Was he going to be just like the rest? Either she would be seen as a slave or a "bed warmer" as the other women slaves said. "Yes... sir." Saying those two words was difficult, because she never used them.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 10:30 pm
Once she got in the Car Jake walked around to the other side. and got in and started the car. He looked at Amata. "Whats your name." Jake said in a deep voice." He started the car and began to drive still awaiting an answer from her
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 1:31 pm
The slave girl ignored him for several minutes as she gazed out of the too clean window. Everything in the car seemed so clean that it could all be ethreal. It made her feel small and extremely dirty. "Amata Nevermore..." She replied quietly, sitting back and wondering what kind of master he would be, but knew that she would find out sooner rather than later.
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