Welcome to Clipped Wings - OPEN for business!

[ArtemisChild]

Walking down the street you look at all the lovely shops but none of them caught your eye. Then there is one called " The Pet Shop." On the out side, it looked nice and welcoming, but as soon as you walk in you see that it is, for one, bigger than it looked and, two it is full of beings in cages. As you walk through some look up and smile while others scurry into the back of the cages fearing you, but only one has caught your eye... Soon you see a worker, the owner, he looks at you and smiles "Welcome to Clipped Wings, may I help you find anything?"



((Thanks to RAWR_blue for the intro))  

[ArtemisChild]

The Shop:

The shop is set up as any other. Cages of all shapes and sizes lined up in rows based on obedient (has violet somewhere on their collars), disobedient (has black somewhere on their collars), and Neither (have neither black or violet on their collars).

Back row is Disobedient: Arianna, Mars, Bella, Amelia, Seth, Blaze, Miki, Conroy, Jayson. All here will also have chains attached to the collars around their necks so they cannot reach the front of their cages.

Middle row is Borderline: Kiara (black/violet/green), Ashlyn (Dark Blue/Olive/Green), Matrix (pink/olive/dark blue), Kyoko (pink/green)

Front row is Obedient: Reisa, Istan, Ryo


For those who decide to be disobedient, there are holding cells in the back in which slaves are not fed or given water during their stay there. Depending on their actions to get put back there, they may be punished in other ways.


Notes:
- The chains are unbreakable, specially made for the shop, so if I find anyone RPing that they cut through them or break them, you will be warned. You only get 3 warnings.
- You cannot or break out of your collars, they are also specially made for the shop.
- Slaves cannot escape the shop, escaping cages will be kept to a minimum. If someone is doing it constantly, again, a warning.



(The list will be edited based on who is active and who is not)  

[ArtemisChild]

Cal: Master and Shop Owner

Cal woke up that morning, well rested and ready for the day to come. Cal owned a small shop downtown called Clipped Wings. It was a place for souls that have lose their freedom. Slaves that have been taken and put under collars and leashes and into a cage like animals. Some were, some weren't. His shop contained all sorts of different species of pets. He had nekos, humans, demons, angels, elves, shape shifters, anything that anyone was willing to sell and buy. He ofcourse, had a little section at the front of the shop of merchandise in the ways of collars, leashes, and other things to be used on slaves.

Sliding out of his bed in his uptown condo, he made his way to his walk in closet, picking out his usual white shirt with black suit pants and a black pair of slacks. Adding a pair of black loafers to finish off the outfit. Grabbing an apple from the bowl on the counter, he headed out.

His shop was only about a mile from his home or so. He liked his leisurely walks around town. A block through his walk, he turned into a small coffee shop, ordering his coffee then heading out once again. His walk didn't take long, he was in pretty good shape for this kind of walk.

Finally arriving at his shop, he sticks the apple into his mouth and pulls out his keys, unlocking the shop and stepping in. "Good morning my darlings," he said with a smile. "Which one of you will be bought today?" Turning the sign around on the door, he stepping into one of the back rooms and started dishing out the food that was prepared yesterday and finished cooking over night.
 

[ArtemisChild]

Kora: Slave

Kora kicked and screamed as she was escorted into the new shop she would be staying in for the time being. "Let me go! The b*****d deserved to die!" she screamed. Thrashing back and forth in the arms of her previous masters guards. They were not happy with her, but they were told not to kill her, that that would be too easy for her. They wanted her to suffer with another master. She watched them converse with the shop owner, him telling them to follow him as he put a gag on her and a new collar around her neck.












Cal: Master and Shop Owner

Cal looked up at the sound of screaming being brought into his shop. "Well, well, well. What have we got here?" he asked, circling around the newest item to his shop. "Disobedient and by the sounds of it, quite deadly. Gentleman, please follow me." Leading the way to the final row of slaves, he opened one up and had the men put her in there. Connecting the chain to her collar. "Thank you, I'll take it from here. Here is your money, get out." Handing them their money, he turned back to the cage. "Aww, my dear Hush up and listen to me. That collar is unbreakable, along with the chain attaching you to the wall. If you cause problems, you will end up in the back rooms chained to a wall." With that said, he took the gag off and walked away back to the front.
 

[Savage Instinct]

Lucius

Lucius had went for a walk when he went by the slave store, He looks into it and he figures he should have look, it had been some time since he had his last slave and perhaps it was about time for a new one. With his decision made he walked in to the store and started to look around, wondering what all kinds they had now.
 

[ForeverASlave]

matrix was in his cage watching the world go by sadly.he looked at the other slaves ghoping to see a friendly face. he wanted to talk to someone...but his solid steel muzzle couldnt allow that. he looked down at his hand they were covered in steel like gloves in the shape of fists that covered his hands. he was completely cut off from the world a captive in his own body.  

[ArtemisChild]

Cal: Master and Shop Owner

Cal looked up from the paperwork he had just started on the supplies he would need for the shop at the moment. "Good day sir, May I help you find anything today? Looking for anything specific?" he asked him. Standing up straight, he had come out from behind the counter, his hand out in a gesture of shaking this other mans. "I'm Cal, owner of this here shop."
 

[Savage Instinct]

Lucius

”Lucius.” He responded reaching out and meeting his hand and shook it. ”I am a master looking for a new slave, and not really picky. One with some intelligence, not all about fighting know what I mean, a fighter is fine so long as they know more than that.” He said as he looked at the man a small smile crossed his fase shoeing a little bit of his fangs.
 

[Tiltilla]

Kaura

Kaura gave a polite bob of her head as the shop owner entered, a silent answer to his question, and accepted her food with a smile as thanks. A pleasant enough man, as long as his pets behaved properly. Without a word she set to eating, keeping an eye on the others in the shop.

Kaura raised an eyebrow at the arrival of a new slave, who seemed to want to cause some commotion. No doubt she’d be put up into the back, deprived of all but the barest necessities to live, until she gained a new owner or decided to train her attitude.

It was not an experience Kaura had been eager to have for herself. Though, the violet in her collar assured her a place in the front of the shop, in plain view of any who entered. It made her give a half shrug; the world was full of give and takes. While she would prefer a nice secluded spot, it was not worth giving up what semblance of freedom she had where she was.

Her long ears perked up as a guest entered the shop, and spoke quietly with the shop owner. She silently moved to the back of her cage, and crouched down to lean against the wall in feigned sleep. She kept her eyes barely cracked open, paying close attention to the pair.  

[Twilightchick372]

The girl lay against the back wall of her cell, her eyes closed lightly and her breathing light and steady. She wasn't asleep, just in no hurry to call attention to herself.

She sighed, opening her eyes and taking in her surrondings. She was chained by her wrists, ankles, and kneck, but thankfully she could move around pretty freely. She smiled, no one had their attention on her quite yet, still to busy with the gutless slaves at the front of the shop.

She pulled a pin out of her hair and started crawling for the door of her cage when she felt a resistance. She looked at her chains and cursed silently to herself. "Figures..."

She looked down at her chains, examining them more carefully this time to find that they were made with a special lock that only the owner of the shop could unlock. She put the pin back into her hair disgustedly. It wasn't fair that they would even give them a slight opportunity to escape these hell holes.

With that plan out of the way she decided she would have to try and provoke a guard or something into letting her loose. From there she would have an easy way out.

She looked around, taking in every object big or small, wondering if she could at least use her powers in here...

She tested her most useful power on a small rock dragged inside accross from her, lifting it into the air with no trouble at all. She smirked, this could be interesting. She looked for the closest person she could find, which happened to be the shop owner himself and a master. "Perfect..."

She found a larger object, unsure of what it was for she couldn't see it in the position she was in, and she threw it at the two men, feeling it collide with one of them but unsure of whom. "Bulls eye!"

 

[Savage Instinct]

Lucius

Shook the owner’s hand but as he was waiting for a response from the man he caught something out of the coroner of his keen eye. He reached up with his other hand and reaching between them catching a empty bucket that started to fly at them. ”Well that is most interesting; either this bucket saw fit to jump at us, or someone back there wants one of us to pay them some attention.” He said his voice calm and cool, a slight grin on his face that allowed both if his fangs to be seen ever so slightly.
 

[XxXDeadlyxShadowsXxX]

[Ha-Ru]
Keeping the Hopes of others Alive, Dreaming of being Free

Ha-Ru watched the shop from her cage in the middle row. Her long pale indigo hair fell over her face as she shifted so she could see behind her. She noticed the other slaves who where held in chains seemed to be angery so she started to softly sing. Her song brought peace to those who heard it as she laced the notes and words with a spell to bring peace to them for a time. Her voice was soft and beautiful as she stood up and sang a little louder so all of the other slaves could hear her.  

[silverbaned]

Mikaela :.: Sparrow :.: Riptide

I sat in my cage pondering the different ways to hang myself. The bars were to close together to put my head through the top and I didn't want to tie specific knots with the crappy blanket I had. It would probably rip anyway from my weight and then I'd be cold at nights. Boredom is probably the worst thing you can come across in this place. It'll kill you if your not careful because you become too bored to eat or drink, just spend your time sleeping and eventually never wake up. I know, I've seen it too many times to count. With a grunt, I push myself off the floor to a standing position and jump the small distance to the top of the cage, wrapping my fingers around the bars that form my 'ceiling'. Guess I might as well do some more exercises. Who could have guessed that becoming a slave evolved me finally trying to stay in shape? Mom had always complained that I was too lazy for my own good, but was perplexed at how strong I became at the same time.

Why do I think I love you?

 

[ArtemisChild]

Kagome_Miki

Mikaela :.: Sparrow :.: Riptide

I sat in my cage pondering the different ways to hang myself. The bars were to close together to put my head through the top and I didn't want to tie specific knots with the crappy blanket I had. It would probably rip anyway from my weight and then I'd be cold at nights. Boredom is probably the worst thing you can come across in this place. It'll kill you if your not careful because you become too bored to eat or drink, just spend your time sleeping and eventually never wake up. I know, I've seen it too many times to count. With a grunt, I push myself off the floor to a standing position and jump the small distance to the top of the cage, wrapping my fingers around the bars that form my 'ceiling'. Guess I might as well do some more exercises. Who could have guessed that becoming a slave evolved me finally trying to stay in shape? Mom had always complained that I was too lazy for my own good, but was perplexed at how strong I became at the same time.

Why do I think I love you?

((Re-do this in third person!))