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 Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 12:08 pm
Born into slavery, a young demon has spent his life as various forms of amusement. A fighter for his master to win money off of, a sex slave for his mistress to abuse, and a living toy for the little mistress. When he finally escapes, he finds himself fleeing for his life, not knowing where to go. Until a young woman drags his battered and bruised body out of the alley, his life hanging by a thread. Will a romance ensue? Or will the young mans past drag him to further darkness?
I plan this one to start someone time after the woman has rescued him, just before he awakens. Sorry but the other character has to be a girl.
1-3 paragraphs minimum please. I understand writers block does occur. I am a constant victim of it. And although the plot intro mentioned he was a sex slave also, there will be no cybering. If it gets to that situation, fade to black. Leave it to our imaginations.
Thank you ^_^
~Rob Cronasi
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 12:21 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 12:31 pm
Of course. If you'd like to pm me with a brief profile that'd be fine. Mainly just name, age, race, and short bio. Picture if you'd like.
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 4:55 pm
Evageline was walking back from dinner when she began thinking. She had been in the town for about a week now and was thinking of moving on. She sighed and continued to walk when she felt something off. It was a chill in the air and it wrapped around her like a scarf. Her odd color hair, floated around her gently. She stood still and breathed in the cold air. She opened her eyes and stared up at the night sky.
It's been a year since she watched her guardian be killed. Since then she had traveled around looking for something. She didn't know what she was looking for nor did she care. She just knew there was something out there for her to find. She hoped it would be something to explain her origin or even roots. She wanted a place she could call home, rather then being a nomad all her life. She began walking again sighing once again.
While walking she felt another chill in the air. Being the Mage she was, she could recognize it as the presence of death. She followed her instincts and walked into a ally. She hand her hand on her hip, ready to grab her dagger just in case something happened and she would have to fight. She spotted a body and walked closer to see it was a man. She kneeled down gently and looked for his vitals. She found them being very faint. She wrapped her arm around his body after reciting a enhancement spell and carried him back to her house. After, what felt like hours to her, she made it to her house. She opened the door and laid him on the couch. She took off her robes and weapons. After discarding, she got a bin of hot water and a wash cloth. She sat down next to him and began cleaning him of the dirt he had collected on his face.
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 5:46 pm
As Rob stirred, he saw the woman over him, making his eyes fly open. He shot up, trying to get away before he fell to the floor, so lacking in strength that he could hardly move. Mustering what strength he had left, he spoke, "I'm not going back! You can't make me!" He pulled himself to a sitting position, looking for his dagger he had used to kill the guards that tried to hinder his escape. Not finding it, he curled in the fetal position, half expecting the spiked chain his master had favored.
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 6:05 pm
Evageline jerked silently before placing a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay. Your safe now. No one will take you anywhere you don't want to go. I promise I won't hurt you." she spoke softly. She began to hum softly to calm him down. She couldn't remember where she heard the tune but it was always with her. She distinctly remembers someone singing it to her when ever she was afraid. She hoped it help him calm down.
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 8:46 pm
As the woman began humming, Rob felt himself slow calming down, sitting up as best he could. A look of confusion spread across his face, "Who are you?" He slowly rose to his feet, revealing his full build. He stood 6'5" but was all lean muscle so he weighed easily 190lbs. He wore nothing but tattered jeans and a pair of boots he stole off of one of the Dreadhart's guards he killed to escape. "Am I dead? I am aren't I?" His voice got quiet.
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 10:53 pm
Evangeline shook her gently. "I'm Evangeline. I saw you in the ally and brought you here." she said softly. She placed her hand on his chest and eased him back down. "You were on the brink of death when I found you. I want you to rest." she said placing the wet rag on his face, patting it gently.
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 11:32 pm
Rob still felt a little on edge. Images of all the things Lady Dreadhart did to him flooded his head, causing him to scream. "Get out of my head!" He screamed, curling in a ball. Even though he had run away from those monsters, he couldn't escape them.
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2011 12:27 pm
Evangeline pulled her hand back with a jerk. She blinked at him before sighing gently. "I can't even imagine what happened to you." she said softly. She placed her hand on his and held it.
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2011 2:21 pm
He sat up slowly glaring at the floor. "I was a slave. Everyday of my life for 21 years has been whips, spiked chains, sharp blades, sexual abuse inflicted by the masters wife due to the masters impotence, and being treated like a living by Amyt- The masters child..." He wanted no memories of that hell. Even of Lady Amythest, the now 8 year old girl he had helped raised. Though was against his will, he was glad she hadn't had complete exposure to her parents depravity. "I was a tool, a toy, and an object of lust to them... Not a person..."
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2011 2:53 pm
Evangeline gasped as a hand flew to her mouth. She had heard the hardship of slaves but never knew how bad it could get. "Well...now you're free." she said gently.
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2011 3:23 pm
He shook his head, "No... You never escape..." He pointed to his temple, "Even if you get away, you never escape... The images are always trapped up here." His only hope in his mind, was his death.
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2011 3:37 pm
Evangeline shook her head gently. She pointed to his forehead, where his third eye would be is he was psychic. "You control what you think and you can overcome anything. Everyone is plagued by something." she said placing her hands on her lips. She looked at him and then looked down. "If you want to leave I won't make you stay. I never got your name." she said giving him a soft smile.
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2011 4:12 pm
Rob tried to stand again, but realized quickly he couldn't. He'd been on the run for at least 3 weeks, no food, minimal water, and no rest. He just laid back, tears rolling down his face. "I... I have no name. I had it taken from me as a child. Mother used to say we were from a noble line, and one day the tables would turn. They overheard and sent her to guillotine." He searched his memories, hoping to find some glimmer of light. Yet all he found was darkness. Pain and suffering. "Rob... that was my name... before they forced the title of Noir Leon on me..."
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