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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 2:05 pm
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Since a terrible Invasion in their homeland, in which they could not remember the original name, two natives, Olan Fluffsworth and his older sister Somuka were orphans and were now slaves. The only reason they stayed together was because their master, however heartless he was, just couldn't break them apart. Besides, Somuka would kill anyone who would try to separate her and her brother, and she could get away with it. But their master always had one day of every year in which he would do away with the least useful of the slaves, and on top of that list was Olan!
On that very day, to strike fear into the slaves and make sure there will be no rebellion, the master gets ready to kill the boy, but just before that moment a stranger stops him and offers to buy Olan. Eager to get rid of the 'useless slave', the master agrees and sells the boy along with his sister, since, as mentioned before, the man still couldn't separate the siblings.
While Somuka adjusts quickly to the new home, Olan remains miserable and frightened. From the trauma of the invasion and the abuse from the former owner, paranoia constantly keeps Olan alert when he really shouldn't be. A lot of times, he suspects that the master means harm, and just couldn't stand any close contact with the new owner.
All this time, the owner had taken an interest in Olan, but couldn't seem to be able to even say a word to him. Most of the reasons would be because the boy would run away or just panic, and other times his sister would have some threatening aura directed at the owner. He really wanted to get along with the new slaves, but they just had a hard time trusting him.
It looks like it could take a while before the new slaves open up to the new owner.
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Character Skeleton
[b][u]Class[/u][/b]: (username) [b][u]Slave Label[/u][/b]: (Name) [b][u]Age[/u][/b]: (15+) [b][u]In a relationship, I could be[/u][/b]: (USS) [b][u]Before the invasion[/u][/b]: (Personality and History) [b][u]How others see me[/u][/b]: (Pic)
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 2:17 pm
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Victims
Class: Crazy_Tomboy313 Slave Label: Olan Fluffsworth Age: 15 In a relationship, I am: Uke Before the invasion: I don't remember much about the invasion, but I remember screaming. I think I was only three years old at the time, but I remember my parents. They were trying to run. My sister and I were being carried, but suddenly we were dropped and our parents never moved again. We were taken as slaves right then. My sister, Somuka, seemed to take the situation better than I ever could. We were the exact opposites, and yet we were closer than most siblings. She accepted everything, but I couldn't. While being beaten by our owner, she hardly cried but I always did. When working in the fields, she would stand strong while I collapsed. She was the best, and I was the worst. I think being bought by another person was the worst thing that's ever happened to me. At least I could predict what my old master would do. I don't know a thing about the new person, and that's what scared me. He keeps trying to get closer to me and I don't understand why. Maybe he should leave me alone, but he never would. How others see me:
Class: Mercutio_the_clown Slave Label: Terence Alden Age: 19 In a relationship, I could be: Seke Before the invasion: Before the invasion, my family was well-to-do. After their deaths, I inherited the family name, fortune, everything at a very early age. I don't remember the invasion except the panic, and I think there might have been flames. I seem to remember vaguely the night being lit up like day time.
The family business was slaving. I've never really had a problem with slaving because I take in the ones who have no home or better opportunities. Basically, I'm a salvation to the lost. Until I bought a brother and sister from a man who was the complete opposite of me. I was intrigued by them. The girl did everything right, but the boy was just a mess. I want to try to get close to him, to understand him, and make him feel safe. It seems that it's going to take a very long time before he trusts anyone but his sister.
I'm usually like a mother tiger. I can be strict and commanding when I need to be, but I can also be gentle and kind. When others try to hurt my slaves, I attack. How others see me:
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 12:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 5:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 8:16 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 11:38 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 1:03 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 1:13 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 1:43 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 1:55 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 2:10 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 2:25 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 2:51 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 3:04 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 3:22 pm
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