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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 8:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 2:28 pm
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Shiro Tentousama
Shiro was led into the the third floor by numerous guards. There was eight of them. Four guards where on each side of him, all holding a chain. Shiro had chains around his neck, ankles, waist, and wrists. He growled at the guards as he was getting closer and closer to the cage. His blade was tied around his back, Shiro had killed the man who tried to take it from him earlier so the guards knew not to touch it.
Once they were to an empty cage, the guards quickly chained him to the wall, Shiro was barely able to move. Shiro kicked one of the guards in the neck before they could get his leg chained down. The guard fell over on the ground gasping for air, soon his body went still. Shiro smirked behind his scarf. His mind soon shifted from being angry to being content, and he let the guards chain him up. He growled as they left, and he waited for someone else to show up. Shiro's eyes glared at every guard that was there. His white hair covered one of his eyes though.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 9:45 pm
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> > Raeya
In that one dismal corner of the room, her corner of the room, the slave known as Raeya was thrashing around in her cell, as per usual. It was her time to be fed, and as that tiny trap door opened and food was carefully inserted into that little slot, but Raeya had been waiting, and she had attacked the hand that fed her and was now having a fit while guards stood around shouting and threatening to tranquilize her.
She was always the troubled one, she never spoke but always fought, occasionally she would mumble in some strange tongue with a growl and bright illuminated red eyes, so people had learned to just leave her be, leave her alone in her corner. Recently Raeya had stopped eating, she would throw the plastic tray along with the food on it to the other side of the room, sometimes hitting other slaves, they had to tranquilize her and feed her through a tube and then put her back in the cell she belonged in. No one understood the odd little witch, and she understood no one... maybe that was just the way it was meant to be.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 5:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 6:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 6:24 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 8:24 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 8:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 8:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 8:56 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 9:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 9:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 9:22 pm
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