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 Posted: Tue May 26, 2009 8:19 pm
Stolen into Slavery
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Story: You were taking a walk in the forest when it happened, you had been warned not to wander outside of the village limits at night, and you didn't listen. In this world, slavery still exists.
You have been taken, stolen from your home, from your family, everything you once had is now gone. You are now a slave, but first you must go though training, they are now going to break you in mind, body and spirit.
This training takes place at, "Duncan Hill", its a mansion tucked away in the forbidden forest. They say the house is now haunted by those who have died while in training. Inside there are many different types of slaves, their ages range from childeren to adults. The trainers are vicious and who knows if you will be able to survive.
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1. Respect everyone
2. Romance is aloud
3. NO CYBERING
4. No bumping
5. Be somewhat literate
6. Do not discriminate
7. Limit FOUR characters per person
8. If you die, you die
9. Do not post unless you have made a profile
10. Paste profile in sticky
11. Everyone in this RP is human
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Type: (trainer/or/slave)
Name:
Age:
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DO NOT POST YOUR PROFILE IN THIS THREAD. POST IT IN THE STICKY.
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2009 8:21 pm
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2009 8:23 pm
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2009 11:14 pm
 J a s o n - the - T r a i n e r______________________________________ In one of the rooms at Duncan Hill, a man with ruby red eyes and pale skin sat in an old chair. His name was Jason, no last name, just Jason the Trainer. He was here awaiting the arival of fresh blood, new slaves who had yet to be broken. Strapped to his waist was a whip, the tip of it looked like the stem of a rose, with small spikes protruding from the leather. And on his back was a sword, it had recently been cleaned and sharpened. Jason was obviously prepared, this was his job and he has had this job for a while. Jason is what you would call a professional.
Jason brought his hand up to his lips, he held a cigarrette and now sucked in a breath of smoke. He closed his eyes and let his head tip back, Jason opened his mouth slowly, letting the smoke curl out of his lips.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 12:27 am
 L U C Y - K A T________________________________ A small giggle came from a darkened door way, a seven year old girl was peeking around the corner at her master, Jason. One of her favorite things to do was watch him and his smoke tricks. She grinned when Jason looked her way, her blue eyes sparkling with glee.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 4:00 pm
J a s o n - the - T r a i n e r______________________________________ Jason shook his head in disaproval, "Kitty, I thought i told you to stay in your room. If the new slaves see you, theyr going to know i have a soft side. Do you want me to loose my job? Or did you think i wouldnt be hard on you?" His voice was somewhat bitter, Jason took another drag from his cigarrette then bekconed the girl to come closer.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 4:12 pm
L U C Y - K A T________________________________ Upon hearing his words, Lucy wrinkled her nose and puffed out her bottom lip. "I just wanted to see them, the new ones. I just wanted to see how you did your job, honest." Lucky hung her head clearly heartbroken, she slowly padded her way up to her master. "I didnt mean to get in your way," She muttered with tears swelling up in her baby eyes.
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 10:39 am
 Alatáriël NénharmaTariel was in the forest even though she had been forbidin to go there listining to music on her ipod daydreaming when she felt strong arms grab her wrists and pull her arms behind her back. She was about to scream when a strong hand coverd her mouth and nose with a wet cloth, with in seconds she was semi-unconcious. As her body sagged she felt herself unceramoniously thrown over someones shoulder cracking at least one rib when she hit the shoulder. In her state of semi-conciousness she realized she was taken to a large mansion and felt as she was droped on the ground and her hands shackled above her head then she completly blacked out.
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 11:37 am
 AdwinAdwin huffed and treked on through the forest, he had been assigned to search for new recruits for the 'program'. He hated dragging people to Duncan Hall, he would just not bring anyone back except for the fact that he would be whipped if he came back empty handed so he always did his best to find someone, he had chloroform with him to knock them out so he could get them back to Duncan Hall with him. He was off in his own little world when he heard what sounded like music although it seemed muted. He decided to follow the sound because where there was music there was usually people. He readied a hankerchief with chloroform on it and approched the sound. He arrived at a clearing and saw a black haired girl sitting on a downed tree and walked up behind her glad that she had headphones in so that she didn't hear his approch. When he was directly behind her he grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms behind her back and just as she began to tense he pushed the handkercheif over her nose and mouth just long enough to knock her out. He then tossed her over his shoulder wincing when he heard the distinctive cracking of bone when she hit his shoulder. He started back to Duncan Hall without checking for the break because he knew he was pressed for time before needing to report back to his master. He was at the entrence of the mansion when the girl stated to show signs of waking up so he pressed the handkerchief over her face for a few seconds just for safety. He checked in and reported his catch and got the girls cell asignment before taking the girl down and locking her in her assigned cell. After he was sure the girl was secure he headed up to his masters room to check in for the night.
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 9:33 pm
J a s o n - the - T r a i n e r______________________________________ Jason raised a hand to silence his young slave, he heard foot steps and the familiar sound of chains clattering. He raised an eye brow, grinned and looked down at Lucy. “Well my dear,” He said in a surprisingly cheerful voice. “It sounds like we have just received our first customer. Or dare I say, our first victim.” Jason laughed at his own jest. He raised himself out of the old chair, taking one last drag from his cigarette. He tossed the butt to the floor and patted his thigh with a free hand, as if calling a dog. “Come on Lucy Love, I guess there is no harm in letting you meet one slave, to satisfy that curiosity.”
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 9:41 pm
L U C Y - K A T________________________________ In a flash, Lucy brightened up with joy. She wiped the tears from her face and began to prance around her master, “Oh! Thank you,” she cheered while clapping her tiny hands together, “Thank you Jay, Thank you! Iv always wanted to see you work, I promise I wont get in the way. Kitty will be a good girl.” Lucy smiled so wide that it could barely fit on her face.
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 9:55 pm
J a s o n - the - T r a i n e r______________________________________ “I have no doubts that my little Firefly will be on her best behavior.” Jason said rather harshly, “Because once we are in front of the new one, I have every right to prove my authority, even if that means having the upper hand on a seven year old child.” He looked down upon Kitty with eyes that reflected power and dominance. “Do you understand?”
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 10:08 pm
L U C Y - K A T________________________________ Lucky stopped her frolicking and looked up at Jason, “Of course I understand, master.” Her lips curled into a weak smile, “If you must, I will gladly help prove to that trash, that my master is the best of them all. My Jason is one to be feared.”
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 10:17 pm
J a s o n - the - T r a i n e r______________________________________ Jason seemed pleased with her answer, he nodded in agreement and put one of his large hands atop her tiny head. “That my dear, is why you are mine. No other man has a slave girl as precious as you.” Jason pulled Lucy close, hugging her tightly. “Don’t you ever leave me,” he whispered into her little ear, “Because I would scour the entire earth, to find where you are hiding. Remember, you can never escape me.” Jason kissed the girls head, breathing in the sent of her hair.
He released the child, taking a moment to inspect her face for signs of resistance. But of course there was none, this girl Lucy Kat, was completely devoted to her master. Jason smiled and reached into his left pocket, pulling out his pack of cigarettes. Using only his lips, Jason plucked a stick from the box. He stood, lighting the cigarette as they walked to the holding cells. Where the first victim was waiting to be introduced to the world of slavery, a place filled with love, hate and submission.
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2009 12:29 am
 Alatáriël NénharmaTariel awake slowly, her arms aching from their raised position, she groaned shifting position before slowly opening her eyes blinking slowly as they adjusted to the darkness. She heard footsteps, looking around trying to discover where she was she saw shackles on the wall placed at variying heights and a cell door a few feet in front of her. She dropped her head looking down to the floor realizing exactly what had happened, she'd been captured and taken as a slave just like her parents had warned her would happen. She looked up when the footsteps stopped in front of her cell there before her stood by far one of the handsomest men she had ever met and at his side stood an adorable little girl. "What do you want? You gonna let me out of this thing or not?"
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