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 Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 6:21 pm
Nifty Banner Here 2,300 Stones
5/10 Slaves
1 Patients  ..::Introduction::..Ottah recently settled in Giza, after spending much of his time wandering from town to town, serving as a doctor. While he will still travel to visit his patients, he decided that it was about time he settled down and opened his own office. It's a charming little place, easily matching the lovely atmosphere, and he has high hopes and dreams of it becoming quite the medical establishment...::Information::..Doctor: Ottah
Assistants: ---
Mission: To provide exceptional care to any beast in need, feline or canine, for the betterment of Hound-kind.
Employment Opportunities: Currently seeking bright, steady handed slaves and assistants.
..::Slaves::..1.) Akila
2.) Flint
3.) Kara
4.) Able
5.) Neser
Ledger 5,000 Stones - Given to by the State
+ 1,000 - Quartz Won in Scratchcards
+ 500 - Stones Won in Scratchcards
- 5,000 - House Upgrade
+ 12,000 - Feral Bank
- 200 - Slave Purchase
- 250 - Slave Purchase
- 100 - Permit Fee
- 250 - Slave Purchase
- 10,000 - Home Upgrade
- 200 - Slave Purchase
- 200 - Slave Purchase
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2,300 Stones
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 7:02 pm
Nifty Banner Here ..::Seascape Clinic::..Situated along Giza's charming coastline, the area is tucked slightly out of the way of the town's hustle and bustle. The atmosphere is calming and pleasing to the eye, something the doctor stresses, because he deems it important to the mental and physical health of the patients that travel to see or stay with him. He offers a variety of services, ranging from simple check-ups to emergency situations.
Fee:
• Check Up - 300 Stones (400 New Patients)
• Emergency - 600 Stones
Services: Patients brought to him are treated to the best of his ability, and with his cool head and steady paw, he can usually mend any wound or sooth any pain. He can stitch gashes, set bones, offer herbal remedies to reduce pain, treat burns, perform simple surgeries, and gives general check-ups.
Requirements: You must roleplay your visit, with a five post minimum requirement. You must play out coming to the office, being placed by one of the slaves or assistants (or Ottah, himself, if neither are available), and play out Ottah fixing up whatever ailments your Hound or Kitty have.
Benefits: You may roll between 1-15 for a bonus to your character's Strength
*Make sure to note your visit in your journal!*
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 7:20 pm
..::Ottah::..  Name: Ottah
Age: Adult
Gender: TBD
Family: A well to do lot of nobles in Cairo, with which he has little contact.
Occupation: Doctor
Slaves: Akila, Flint, Kara, Able, Neser
Stats:
Strength 13%
Agility 17%
Dominance 18%
Charisma 24%
Luck 24%
Power 30%
Badges:
  
Perspnality: Since his change in character in his younger seasons, the middle aged hound has been regarded as wiser than beyond his years, or rather an old head on young shoulders. He still possesses some of his youthful ideals and rebellious inclinations, but these are now wrapped and buried beneath his stern, almost grouchy exterior. Despite seeming easily irritable, it is clear from his determination, skill, and amiable nature towards his patients that he truly is dedicated to his work and no matter how much he may grumble and complain, he is a passionate and thoughtful creature.
History: He was a slender creature, not one built for strength, but for speed. His gait, his posture, all of it sent out red flags to his pedigree. While he was one of noble birth, however, he hardly remained in contact with his siblings or his parental units. He was what they considered an oddball, even after he began to accept life for what it was and cleaned up his act. Oh, that time had come and gone so long ago, yet often his own history was fresh on his mind and, as he padded gracefully along the banks, his mind wandered back towards his carefree youth.
He had been a scalawag back then, a ruffian with a penchant for going against the grain. He had a desire to break the mold, one that caused his aristocratic parents to scorn him and deny him an audience with the public. While they struggled to form him to his complacent, likeminded siblings, sending him to the same lessons they attended, disciplining him strictly, and generally doing anything within their power, he never did seem to change. He was much to soft in the head, favoring the company of the felines that were owned by his parents. They noted this and, after some debate, came to a decision.
Ottah, their headstrong and carefree son, would be the one to carry out the discipline of their slaves from that day forward.
It had the effect on him that they desired.
He began to change, though not completely for the better. He became cold, quiet, distant. What they thought would do him good seemed to have mixed results. Not to say that he was a complete embarrassment, no, now he focused on his studies and aimed hard to please. Whether or not it was for his own benefit, or to keep himself under the radar, that was up for debate. His focus was on medicine, though much of it was herbal based and experimental. He showed to have quite the talent once he began to apply himself.
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 7:21 pm
..::Roleplay Log::.. Current:
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Finished:
- Needing More Help [x] [Ottah/Kara] (( Rolled for Luck +10 ))
- Finding What I Need [x] [Ottah/Flint] (( Rolled for Dominance +9 ))
- Oh No! Not a Master! [x] [Ottah/Akila] (( Rolled for Charisma +9 ))
Stalled:
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 7:24 pm
..::Patient Files::.. Patients Treated:
• Anpu - 9/9/10 New Patient Check Up
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 7:28 pm
..::Flint::..  Name: Flint
Age: ---
Gender: ---
Family: ---
Occupation: Slave; House Servant
Stats:
Strength 6%
Skill 11%
Knowledge 15%
Dexterity 10%
Agility 7%
Tenacity 13%
Badges:
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Perspnality: Flint has aged as gracefully as a slave possibly can. It's amazing that he ever survived this long as most slaves don't make it to a ripe old age. Especially not after being dumped in Mr. Hyde's 'care' just because one looses one's looks. He kept hanging on day after day swearing to himself that he wasn't going to die a terrible death in a cage. That he was going to die serving a master loyally. The only problem is that he was old and no hounds wanted to buy him. He was again to ugly- or the fear of him dropping dead worried to many to have them spend stones on his even discounted price. He almost began to lose hope that anyone would ever buy him. That he would be forced to die among the empty cages that the hyena had piled around him. It was only by luck a young hound named Ottah rescued him from his terrible fate. Now he would have a place to spend the rest of his days at and die in peace.
History: Flint was born in a decent household where the hounds had been particularly nice to him and his litter. He didn't stay there very long though. Almost as soon as he was weaned off his mothers n****e he was bought by a rich hound who ran a spa. He liked Flints coloring and figured he would be useful serving his patrons. Flint loved the job from day one. All the hounds were so nice to him and him and the other cats were well cared for, if not even 'spoiled'. They couldn't after all be thin or look ratty; his owner felt that a poor looking cat would mean a poor business. And his owner was all about money and profit. Flint had seen other cats disappear with age or wounds but he never knew where they went. His owner just said that some of the patrons had loved their service so much that they had bought them to work privately in their houses.
So when his day came and his owner took him away from the cats and the spa. He couldn't wait to meet his new owner. He wondered which hound he had pleased enough to be welcomed into their house. But it soon became apparent that Flint wasn't going to any ones house. His owner had taken him to the dingy streets of Zanzibar- a place he had only heard off.
'But only poor hounds lived in Zanzibar...' He told himself.
The hounds at the spa were all filthy rich. What hound lived in this terrible town?! He then had been roughly shoved into a cage by a smelly hyena, overhearing his master 'He's too old and grey to work for me...do with him what you wish...'. The hyena handed his owner the money and he turned once without looking back. Flint was left there to watch, he felt turned on and betrayed. All he wanted to do was work and make others happy. And now he was here to rot out the rest of his days in Zanzibar never fully understanding why he was left there. ..::Akila::..  Name: Akila
Age: Adult
Gender: Female
Family: ---
Occupation: Slave; Warrior
Stats:
Strength 3%
Skill 4%
Knowledge 7%
Dexterity 5%
Agility 5%
Tenacity 12%
Badges:
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Perspnality: Stubborn, feisty, quick to lose her temper. Akila, as her appearance would suggest, isn't the best at avoiding injuries, though most of them were caused due to her own bullheadedness, despite that fact, if she were to get a good owner who didn't mistreat her she would be quiet loyal and fight tooth and nail for them. If she were treated badly however, that master may find that their morning tea wasn't quiet what they were expecting...
History: Akila has never had a master, being born in captivity and promptly shipped off to the black market she never had the opportunity to know her parents or siblings. She fought a lot, her intention was to make herself look like trouble so no one would buy her, although it didn't work, and being smaller than the people she picked on (intentionally) she lost her ear and part of her tail. This has effected her balance a bit and she can be more clumsy than some other cats.  ..::Kara::.. Name: Kara
Age: Adult
Gender: Female
Family: ---
Occupation: Slave; Personal Servant
Stats:
Strength 10%
Skill 11%
Knowledge 5%
Dexterity 9%
Agility 1%
Tenacity 4%
Badges:
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Perspnality: A good-natured mellow kitty who believes Hounds aren't quite as bad as they are portrayed. The lack of bad experiences gives her a annoyingly positive view on life.
History: Kara as spent all her life entertaining wealthy masters so she's not very pleased with her latest accommodations. ..::Able::..  Name: Able
Age: Adult
Gender: Male
Family: ---
Occupation: Slave; House Servant
Stats:
Strength 2%
Skill 14%
Knowledge 3%
Dexterity 15%
Agility 4%
Tenacity 15%
Badges:
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Perspnality: Able is shy and soft-spoken, with little working knowledge regarding personal space, but a friendly, easily-excitable, and almost childish cat to those he's comfortable with. He grew up in a home that was teeming with other slaves and was unable to garner much attention towards himself. This has made him a people-pleaser, one who is willing to do anything to gain affection, no matter how small. He longs to be noticed, but his fear towards other often dissuades him from seeking it, and this affects his actions, too. Always afraid of messing up, he ends up doing just that and this, coupled with the ease with which he was disregarded as a kitten, has given him poor self-esteem and he is quick to be overly-critical towards himself. Having spent a majority of his childhood in a chaotic, unruly household with little to no supervision and numerous slaves, he remembers little of his past and has no idea what his parents or siblings are like. As a result, he has grown to regard his new master as the parental figure he never had and strives assist Ottah to the best of his abilities.
History: Able was born in the busy streets of Zanzibar, to a poor hound desperate for money. Unfortunately, the hound was too short-tempered and impatient to start a good business, and he lacked the ability to teach his slaves what they needed to be good workers. As a result, most became nothing more than breeders whose offspring were sold constantly and cheaply.
Able was one such offspring. He was nothing special and held no outstanding traits that made him stand out in any way. He was just one of the many poorly raised kittens in the hound's household and was seen as nothing more than another mouth to feed. As soon as he was old enough, he was shipped off to school, and that was that.
The short time he spent with Mr. Hyde are days Able would rather not remember, and he is grateful towards his new master for buying him so soon. ..::Neser::..  Name: Neser
Age: Adult
Gender: Male
Family: ---
Occupation: Slave; House Servant
Stats:
Strength 13%
Skill 3%
Knowledge 10%
Dexterity 2%
Agility 14%
Tenacity 5%
Badges:
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Perspnality: Neser is slightly stronger than other slaves his age, and he moves surprisingly quickly if it means he can escape a beating. And... That's the end of his good qualities... He's not good at anything really, he gives up quickly without a whip to motivate him and he's managed to walk into stationary objects on more than one occasion. He's been called "stupid" so often that he has started to believe it.
A patient master might be able to wake his thirst for knowledge, but at the moment he's an unpolished diamond. Or possibly unpolished rock...
The teachings at school stuck and he's convinced that he is better of in the care of a hound master that knows what's good for him. He couldn't possibly survive without that firm guidance after all.
History: Neser was born in the house of a professional slave breeder, and while his coat was interesting so were the coats of his many siblings and he was never considered breeding material. Since the result of his schooling was far from amazing he was sold on the Black Market.
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 7:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 7:35 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 7:36 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 7:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 10:19 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 11:17 pm
Anpu had heard that one of his old medical school pals had settled down in Giza. He didn't know which one- but the lure of finding one of his old friends seamed to attract the middle age hound. And he could tolerate Giza. He was fond of the smell of fish and sea air- though nothing was as good as his home in Caspia. He adored the trees and the mountain breezes.
His eyes darted back and forth between the signs looking for anyone's name that looked familiar to him. Then his eyes gazed over 'Ottah'. Oh that old fool finally got his clinic, he meant it in the most loving way possible as Anpu was never really kind outside of his wife.
"Might as well see what the bloke is up too. Though I know he's going to convince me to get a check-up." He narrowed his eyes despising doctors. HE could take care of himself after all. He didn't need anyone poking him with something foreign that again HE could do himself.
"So Ottah old fool- where are you hiding?" He called out like he was still at school.
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 11:49 pm
Ottah's ears pricked at the sound of some creature entering his nicely renovated office. First instinct was to send Flint or Akila to greet the patient, actually, more like Flint. Akila was fairly rough on the eyes, though she possessed a beautiful pelt, no thanks to the many fights her temper had gotten her into during her seasons on the market. Just as he opened the maw to call one of them, preferably the older cat, to attention, an extraordinarily familiar voice called out. He wasn't one to have too many friends, not since buckling down on his studies, but this hound he had known for quite a long time, being schoolmates even before his "change of heart" towards critters of the feline variety. He had to handle this himself, assistants or no.
"I knew my hearing wasn't going, not yet anyways! Anpu, you sly old dog, I haven't lain eyes on you in seasons! Come for a check-up, I gather?" He smirked as he walked out from behind the counter, claws clacking against the stone floor of his abode. A rare smirk slid across his narrow maw and his tail wagged slightly as he greeted one of his few, old friends.
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 11:57 pm
"Not if I can avoid one. You know I don't like you poking me with things!" He cackled and rushed up to the male and tackled him like a sorority brother would as if a day hadn't passed between the two's last day in school. Anpu hadn't really grown too much in maturity- rather his festering need to be anti-social grew after his last day of class. But something about Ottah changed that the moment he laid eyes on him.
"I see you've done well for yourself. Finally got your office set up and running. Thats all you could talk about in school...but ya know-" He began to tease. "I set mine up before you. Ya I've been seeing patients for quite sometime now." Though he didn't mention his patients were all dead. It would just ruin his moment of glee.
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Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 12:26 am
"Aw, come now! At least one small one, to get a business started, eh? You're the first customer, after all! Besides, might catch something your aging eyes might miss, fumblepaws~" He prodded playfully, his tail wagging briskly, something almost completely unusual for the usually stoic doctor. He was almost glad that Anpu was the only patient in at the time, truth be told. He didn't exactly like for others to see him acting so young. He took the tackle rather well, despite his small size, and patted the other canine heartily on the back, delighted to see his old classmate once again.
"Sure have, finally have a situated office! No more traveling here and there, unless I absolutely have to. Patients can come to me, now! Got your own place set, then? How many of those patients of yours come in walking and leave in a coffin, eh?" He laughed in good humor. Just like old times and he was happy for the change.
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