[A]ntin [F]arouk
You can also call me: Tin
I've endured 16 Years
My race is desert spirit
I am about 5’7” and I weigh..mmmm...let's see....122
My Tale
It goes a little like this...Desert Spirits are odd little creatures they aren’t born they’re picked by other. And that’s what happened to Antin. He was taken from his family when he was a baby and was raised by them. However he doesn’t even know he was taken he couldn’t care less actually since he was happy. Eventually he was even given a desert of his own to care after.
Things couldn’t have been better for him. He had little contact with the natives whom lived there. That was until other humans came. They wanted to tear up the ground and search for gems and of course he couldn’t have that. First it was asking then bargaining then forcing. He didn’t’ kill any one just sabotage equipment and scare people. All that went on for a while till the people in charge deicided to stop messing around. One day they sent out a group after Antin intending to assassinate him but instead deiced to make a buck off him and sell him to the store
People always say I act like blue, green,
other things to know about me are: Leaf, white heart, broom
my powers control over earth, turn into a jackal
My puppet master: rotting hearts
You can also call me: Byoit Graspsip (Pronounced Bwhyit)
I've endured 20 long years
My race is Human
I am about 5'1 and I weigh..mmmm...let's see....120
My Tale
It goes a little like this...
At 16 Byoit had a great life friends, boyfriend, loving family, and a job at a homing supply store. Byoit's boyfriend had been the typical bad boy type but that wasn't necessarily the best for those around him. Especially for Byoit, because one night at a gay bar they had snuck into. Byoit was enjoying himself while having a conversation with the man of his affections when, it happened. A thin long haired stickly man had yanked Byoit out of his seat and dragged him into his car. Prior events had taken place where a deal was placed on Byoit with out his consent. He was sold to that stickly man for 40 thousand by Byoit's boyfriend.
For two years Byoit spent being tortured and raped by that man he now had to call Master. Eventually he had grown to fall in love because his Master was all he had known now. To Master tho he was just a used up piece of meat. He was traded for another slave to a new master. Again the cycle began this time his new master a vampire. He never fell in love with this master and now had to learn to be a blood donor.
A year later after that he was brought to the pet store and has learned to to live with the other slaves calmly and happily. Byoit misses his family and friends every day. The nights are long with memories but despite his pain he acts like he's only known to be his slave all his life. Seeming quite happy with his situation too! The store became his new comfy abode.
Byoit looks very young for his age with his baby face and height. Masters often picked on him for it. He grew a temper towards remarks of him looking young and tends to snap when you say something about it. Other than that he's quite a delight and is willing to try anything once. He's also a great blood donor and is always willing when a vamp is in need. Or anyone who'd like to try.
People always say I act like White
other things to know about me are: Book and quill, Broom, Black Heart, Blood Drop, Red Heart
my powers No powers
My puppet master: Dapper Duck