~ Break These Chains & Set Me Free~ rp O/A (Needs Masters)

[Desiree Zoe Nightshade]

~ Story ~

It all started after the Great War between the immortal angels & demons against the humans. Life on earth after it became living hell for some like the slaves. Few people can escape this awful fate the Dreamers had weaved for the lovely planet, though some can by selling their children or other things. The demons ran the slave shops while the other immortals just came to shop. The humans and a few other races that were different got treated poorly and wore chains, shackles, and were caged like animals. These “Slaves” were known as The Shamed ones, they all bore a black crescents in the center of their forehead or somewhere on them. Letting you know these are the ones that will cause trouble and start riots with others. These are the ones we must be careful around because the Dreamers have a very special plan for them. But hey their fate lies in my fellow roleplayers hands, so please let this story begin.....

[Desiree Zoe Nightshade]

~Rules~

1] I'm queen; don't like GTFO! D<
2] No godmodding; you will get only a few warnings from one of the thread operators. After that, it is subject for you to be kicked from the roleplay. Mild godmodding is okay, just no controlling another person’s character to make them go and do something. Ex: ‘Alex walked up to Jack. “Hey.” Alex said to him, giving a friendly smile. Then, out of nowhere, Jack punched him across the face.’ If you could tell, the character I was playing was Alex. Jack would be someone else’s character. If the person does not type an action in their previous post, don’t say their character did something that they didn’t. It’s as easy as that.
3] Having grammar and literacy; don’t even think about joining if you can’t spell the normal words that you use in everyday language. If you can’t spell words like ‘telephone’ or even ‘really’ then please, by all means, get out. You don’t have to type a novel, if that is what you are thinking when you see literate. You just have to know how to word everything, however you must have at least two lines of text. Not two sentences. Two lines. Also, no asterisks. Type in either third or first person. Warnings will be given and further action will be taken if needed. No text talking. Spell out your damn words.
4] Profiles; please fill out the profiles properly. Don’t leave anything blank. Anime pictures, or even drawn pictures, are a must. No real pictures. This is a fantasy, whatever you want to call it, roleplay. That means that it can have people with purple hair and rainbow eyes. No saying ’my avatar’ because no one will know what you are talking about whenever the profile is posted. They will most likely look at the poster for an image, and that wouldn’t be the person who controls the character.
5] No killing; you must have a quoted reference, if discussed in a PM, or the page number, of when you agreed, whenever you want someone to kill your character. Only that person who is chosen can kill them. It doesn’t matter how many people are killed, as long as everyone is okay with it, which means no one gets mad at another person for killing their character. A deal is a deal.
6] Other; no quoting anything from the first page No cybering, don’t even take it to a private message. Kissing and what-not is fine. Just time skip whenever clothes are being taken off. No one is invincible. That means that your character has to get hit at some point in time in a fight, even if they are the good guy that always saves the day. Respect other roleplayers, meaning no fighting while in OOC. Speaking of OOC, use some form of it. Warnings will be issued, and kicking will come afterward. It is a headache when it is not used. here is where it can be located at. That means no talking in OOC in the roleplay.
PM me all profiles, and they will be posted under whichever catagory they need to be if accepted.
8] Have a good time.

[Desiree Zoe Nightshade]

~ Profile Skellie ~

My name tag) (Name)
Blew out how many candles) (Age)
Day I get lots of presents) (Birth date)
One of many) (Race)
I am what I am) (Slave or Master)
Tell a little tale) (Bio)
Gimme more) (Likes)
Out the window) (Dislikes)
I’m a puppet on strings) (Username)
The reflection in the mirror) (Pic)

[Desiree Zoe Nightshade]

~White List~) 96shabobo69, Tattered Rainbow


~Black List~) No one as of yet hope it stays that way.

[Desiree Zoe Nightshade]

Profiles

Please PM all profiles to Monster In A Bottle ;D

[Desiree Zoe Nightshade]

~ Open ~

[96shabobo69]

Emily Smith ♥

Looking around the limbo she grabbed her glass of wine, bring it to her lips as the vehicle slows down to a stop. Taking a slight taste, she sets the glass to her left. Looking out each window he notices that they where not moving. Her door opens and Emily sees a man in black standing there, it was her driver. One hand awaiting to help her out of her transportation, she moves towards the door and grabs the mans hand. Putting one foot out and pulling her self out. Her other foot following behind her, standing with good position and alignment. She then awaits at the door of the shop, her driver shuts the door and runs to her side. Grabbing the door, he opens it for her slowly. She walkes in, looking around.

'Slave shop?' Emily had never had any idea what she was going to do with one or let alone had no idea of even using one. She sauntered around the place kind of glancing at what was there. "My work for others, I guess it will just be will everyone else that is around the home." Her nose high in the air, she was in a bit of a b***h mood but she decided that it really was in her best interest to get it out now then to get it out later.

[5imi]

Kimra sat with a smug smirk before the counter of her quaint little shop, flipping through the magazine laid out on the counter before her. Her head was supported by her hand against her cheek. Ever so often she'd briefly glance up to her slaves to be sold. The little nervous ones she kept in front, they usually sold a lot faster. Then she had the mischievous ones in the mid section of the shop then the Shamed were far in the back. Them she had to keep a close eye on. They tended to try to start some sort of rioting back there. Every so often she'd briefly walk away from her counter and browse about the store to make sure everyone was behaving and the merchandise was in top condition. She loved to see them quiver and shake in her presence.

[Desiree Zoe Nightshade]

Desiree’ heard the shop door chime and looked to her left though she sat in the far back left corner of the shop that was hidden in the shadows. Silver shackles held her wist to the wall as to her ankles. Her long waist length platinum hair hung down the length of her slender body framing her heart shaped face. Her eyes of two different colors sparkled with amusement at the sight of the woman her chin held high like she is someone higher then the young vampire. She chuckled a little at the sight and shifted causing her chains to scrape agains the cold, stone floor of which she sat, that smirk still placed on her lips. She bore a small black crescent on the left side of her neck, it was barely visiable due to the ribbion she wore. She turned her head and sighed. "Masters? Ha! A lie no one deserves to own me...." She snickered.

[5imi]

Chet gritted his teeth upon hearing the door to the shop open with that irritable little bell that rang every time the door opened. He hated that bell, the high pitched ring hurt his sensitive cat ears and caused them to lay back in pain. He shook his head, his white hair flitting around, a few stray strands falling in his face. Chet stared somewhat cross eyed at them then huffed them away. He yanked up his small hands in frustration only to have the bondings that were linked to the floor snag and make him fall over backwards with barely a thump. "Oof!" Chet growled lowly at himself then just decided to lay there until whomever it was came back to browse the Shamed, then he'd make some trouble so she'd leave them alone.

[Desiree Zoe Nightshade]

Desiree’ giggled watching the kid get jerked back against his chains. "Watch it, they keep them a little tight..." She giggled again then shut up when one of the guards close to her door glared over at her. Desi then lowered her eyes to the floor catching sight of her master walking the asile checking on them. 'Oh dear, how much pain will they cause us all?' She thought silently gazing at the ground.

[5imi]

Kimra walked through the isles of her slaves eying each one with a menacing glare as she walked by. Then her attention was snatched by the giggly little vampire in the back. She scowled and grit her teeth angrily at Desiree' as she marched over to her. She reached into Desiree''s pen then snatched her up by the collar around her neck. "And what is so funny that you cannot listen to by rules and shut you face!?" She snarled viciously at the girl. But Kimra did not harm her, she heard the bell of the door and dropped Desiree' knowing to keep her merchandise looking its best around customers. Then as she was ready to leave, she shot Chet an death glare which made his ears lay back and his gold eyes advert from hers.

[Desiree Zoe Nightshade]

Desaree' gasped being jerked from the ground almost being choked. She then shifted her gaze from her masters. Silence followed when she was asked a question. She sighed with a grimace being dropped. "Owey..." She groaned rubbing her neck. As her master walked away she stuck her tounge out a little and glared. 'Mean..hateful...' She stoped her thoughts and looked away, shifting to where she could sit more into the shadows, not liking the light that was covering part of her cages cell.

[5imi]

The snowy little neko boy leaned up from the ground and shook his head, ears still laid back but no longer in fear. More in hate and spite. He bared his tiny fangs against the woman then looked over to the young vampire with concern on his face as his ears pinged forward. "Are you alight?" He whispered to her lowly so as not to be heard. Chet still pulled relentlessly at the binds around his wrists and legs, too stubborn to get the hit that they weren't coming loose.