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 Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 8:10 pm
So soft......and easy to break.
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 4:45 pm
Mae Love Mae covered her ears as another large cell door slammed shut. So many times in one day the cell doors were opened and closed. Letting new slaves in, or old slaves go with their new master. 15, that was how many times the cell doors around her had shut today. The constant flow of guards bringing or releasing slaves had been a part of her life since she was born, but it never ceased to amaze her how often it would happen some days. Of course, it saddened her also. Not once had the door to her cell open. Everyone around her would leave just as soon as they had come, but she would be left alone for a while yearning, for... for... for her chance to see the world. How else could Mae put it? Not once had she seen the out side of the market. The cold iron bars were the most familiar thing, second to the guards that passed by her, she knew. Letting out a soft sigh she removed her hands from her ears. The floor was silent again. Such an eerie feeling it gave her. Silence. It was rare in the market, even nights were filled with the clattering of doors and chains leading slaves away. Mae woke to the sounds every night practically. Still, the rare and small amounts of silence she was given, gave her time to think of what it would be like to not have been born a slave. When that happened, everything seemed so unreal, maybe even, impossible. But, when she heard the passing of masters' feet she perked up, only to realize they were going to another cell close to her own. Mae even did her best to look presentable to all the incoming masters. It never worked, it just ended in them passing by her when someone else caught their eye. Yet she continued to try no matter what happened. Someone would notice her, right?
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 1:40 pm
 Stella had just been brought back to the place she loathed most. She pushed her back up against the wall, and drummed her fingers on the stone floor. She could see another slave, who looked like she'd never seen the outside world. "Hey, you got a story?" Stella inquired to the other girl.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 7:16 pm
Mae Love Mae perked up, glad that there was someone to talk to again. Her eyes scanned the surrounding cells attempting to find the owner of the voice. Mae stopped when she found a small neko. "O-oh, me? I'm not interesting at all! My story isn't worth your time." Mae replied quickly. She let out a small nervous laugh and waved her hands in front of her, trying to dissuade the girl from hearing about her life. "A story can't be interesting unless you've been places. If it's about the same place then it get's boring. I've lived here since I was a baby, and I've never been bought, so it would just be about my 20 years here." She gave a small, sad smile to the girl. It was obvious the slave across from her had been bought more than once. The hatred for the market was obvious.
Mae crawled to the door of her cell and held the iron bars loosely, trying to get a better view of the neko she was talking to. "So what's your story? I'm sure it's interesting, you look like you have one." She gave a small encouraging smile, hoping to get the girl's mind off of where she was, and onto something else. Her tail flicked from side to side, showing that she wasn't lying about being interested. To her, all of the slaves had interesting stories that needed to be listened to. It cheered them up to realize that someone cared about who they were, and how they managed to find themselves in their collars and leashes. "My name, is Mae by the way. I'm glad to meet you. Now please, tell me about yourself." She said cheerily. Hopefully it would be enough to get the small girl started.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 11:16 pm
What was I... Kos-Mos  Kos-Mos is lead down a long row of cages until they get to a large containment module made and designed specifically to hold her. As she steps inside of it, backwards, the clamps come down. They then lock around her wrists, ankles, neck and waist to make it so that she is unable to move. As a final measure to make sure she doesn't escape, they place a large metal visor over her eyes to make sure that she is unable to see. As her vision goes completely black, Kos-Mos still does not say one word of objection. The guards mumble to one another about how creepy it is that she doesn't say anything nor does she put up a fight. Shrugging it off, the guards walk away from her and Kos-Mos begins her waiting for a new Master all over again. I wonder who will buy me this time she thinks as she closes her eyes behind the visor. Her head slowly falls forward and her silver/blue hair cascades around her face as she falls asleep, or as asleep as someone like her can be. ...really created for?
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 8:45 am
"They call me Stella, and I've been a slave for three years and I've only had a few masters. I had a tattoo artist who just need somebody to clean. An old rich guy who needed a maid, cook, and a nurse. And my recent one was some twin rich kids who needed like a maid. But the bro got a little more then that." She smiled remembering that cute guy, then she realized what Mae had said "Wait you've never left this hellhole?" Stella's eyebrows went up. Never to be picked? That must be worse then having a jerk as a master.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 9:25 am
Zane Shikon  Zane walked onto floor one looking for a good companion. Maybe someone who culd help with wounds. He looked around at all the slaves here. Okay, so 2 nekos, and an....Android? He thought to himself before walking up to Stella. He longsword was sheathed at his side, the tip trailing along the ground. "Hello, my name is Zane Shikon, who might you be?" He presented a friendly smile on his face, and bent down a little, his necklaces hanging in front of his chest.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 9:31 am
Stella looked up, "Stella, it's great to meet you." She blew her bangs out of her face and came up to the bars.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 9:37 am
Zane Shikon Zane still smiling looked to her. "That's a pretty name Stella." He shut his eyes then opened them back up. "Well would you like to come live with me? I culd use someone like you around." He said smiling, the back of his jacket reaching the floor. The guards were looking at Zane with weary eyes. He noticed this without even looking at them.
They must have known my brother.. He thought to himself.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 9:42 am
Stella smiled, "Sure, I haven't got anything else to do." He seemed okay, so she guessed she'd be safe. She whistled "Hey, you, yes you! Unlock my damn cage!" She turned back to Zane, "The guards aren't all there, if you know what I mean."
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