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 Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 4:33 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 4:34 am
One night or one day...
Once I get closer... Ah, so alone for so long... yet not truly alone, oh no. Every now and again she would summon one of her minions to accompany her through the long and lonely nights and days until the arrival of her next victim, some hapless, innocent little thing, preferably a virgin or some naive youngster with which she could toy and cause terror, pitching innocence against innocence until screams and blood filled the cold and marble-black walls of her castle abode... She was sitting alighted upon a window sill, looking out upon the silver stars above her, when her favorite young one, Katsuo, approached her with a brief but graceful bow. "My Lady," he addressed her softly, "I have seen one in the marketplaces who may suit your tastes."The Scarlet Lady turned to face him; she was not concerned that he knew her face. He was hers now. "When?""Today, when you sent me out.""Are they young? Pretty? Innocent?""Yes, my lady. They possess all of the qualities you like best."There was a period of silence as she hovered, thinking, in the moonlight, which shined through her onto Katsuo's pristine, beautiful features which remained unchanging as she pondered. The young man could have been no more than twenty years old, and was dressed in a simple white shirt and black slacks, a tiny, glittering silver amulet hung around his neck rendered useless by the Scarlet Lady's powers. It had once protected him from her puppetry, but that had been years ago, and its magic had been easily broken. "Then go out and bring him to the castle tomorrow.""And tonight?" Katsuo asked her. "Stay with me," the Lady suggested, spreading white, graceful wide in a beckoning embrace of his presence, "Your mistress is lonely." Obediently, Katsuo approached her and allowed her to control his actions and his movements, but she could not control nor sense the deeply-engrained, uttermost feelings of disgust, frustration, terror, and above all, a hatred so dark and ugly that had it been unleashed it would have torn through her like tissue paper and destroyed everything in its path. She may have had the pleasure of Katsuo's body... but she could never, ever have sovereignty over his heart. Once the sun rose, the Lady pushed Katsuo gently away from her, allowing him and herself the indulgence of one final kiss before shrinking into the shadows, lest the sunlight touch her delicate, mist-like flesh. "Go," she ordered him, "Get dressed and go to the marketplace, and bring me the slave you mentioned." Katsuo bowed numbly and left the room, leaving the blood-hungry spirit alone with her dark thoughts. I wonder why it is that I'm still paralyzed...
...I've got you under my skin
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 10:31 am
 Tora Tora sat in a cage of the slave shop playing with some sticks, string and some paper building a small toy figure. His last master died and his estate was sold to pay taxes so Tora was sent to be sold off. He sits quietly waiting to be sold. When he was purchased, he follows as ordered to the car. When they drive up the house looked run down and he was disappointed thinking that his new owner was poor. Oh well he had no choice. He follows along into the house and was surprised it looked nice. ((Got to go out will post later. FYI iPod posts will be shorter than in laptop.))
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 10:35 am
LaKajira Neko ((Got to go out will post later. FYI iPod posts will be shorter than in laptop.)) ((LOL Okay. I already responded to you in the Human Slave Shop forum... Oh and please write in Third Person. It's so much easier and more like a story that way... sweatdrop Wow, they seriously make iPods like computers now? O.o))
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 3:58 pm
TX Sniper Chick LaKajira Neko ((Got to go out will post later. FYI iPod posts will be shorter than in laptop.)) ((LOL Okay. I already responded to you in the Human Slave Shop forum... Oh and please write in Third Person. It's so much easier and more like a story that way... sweatdrop Wow, they seriously make iPods like computers now? O.o)) ((Ok you directed me here but the story refers to the shop so I posted in both. My post at the shop should bring us here to my first post at the house. Yes I can Internet on my iPod but it takes a long time to type.))
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 4:13 pm
LaKajira Neko TX Sniper Chick LaKajira Neko ((Got to go out will post later. FYI iPod posts will be shorter than in laptop.)) ((LOL Okay. I already responded to you in the Human Slave Shop forum... Oh and please write in Third Person. It's so much easier and more like a story that way... sweatdrop Wow, they seriously make iPods like computers now? O.o)) ((Ok you directed me here but the story refers to the shop so I posted in both. My post at the shop should bring us here to my first post at the house. Yes I can Internet on my iPod but it takes a long time to type.)) ((Okay LOL We can resume Tora arriving at the mansion now.))
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 4:28 pm
 Nothing but Katsuo ~ In this trivial world
It's alright to be hurt, oh... Katsuo led him through the gates and into the large, timeless building without a word to the boy, let alone a glance. It was almost as if he was trying not to even allow the boy's face into his memory. He knew what would happen, and he knew that eventually he would be called upon by the Lady to assist in a process of terror, confusion and pain that would eventually either kill the boy or drive him to madness... Katsuo knew which of the two fates he would have chosen, had he been given a choice. The main hall was solid black marble, from the floor to the ceiling to the painted wood furniture. The granite and marble tiling had been polished so it shone and reflected with the brilliance and clarity of an obsidian mirror, creating several reflections on its surface of both Tora and Katsuo as they entered. A narrow strip of LED lighting bordered the ceiling, providing a dim, temporary light for Tora's benefit. Ghosts didn't need light to see in the dark, and quite often what Katsuo was able to see was channeled through the eyes of his other-worldly mistress. Removing the handcuffs from Tora's wrists, Katsuo at last glance at Tora's face, his dark eyes showing a faint glimmer of guilt and regret while his features remained cold and impassive. "This is where I leave you," he told the boy, stepping away from him, "Do not wait for..."His voice was suddenly cut off for a moment, his features frozen until a golden sheen filled his irises and new words that he did not wish to say came from his throat. He hated this part... "There is nowhere you can go. There is nothing you can do. Do not fight it. Do not try to escape; there is no hope for you."His body turned and left the room, but his thoughts remained on the boy. How long would Tora last? And how long would it be until Katsuo joined his mistress in her cruel little games, pulling the strings, manipulating the lights, changing the rooms, setting traps, making voices... Who knew but The Scarlet Lady? You're changing.
You're drowning.
You can't escape anymore.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 5:31 pm
Tora The man who bought Tora seemed to be kind of a nervousness kind of guy for some reason and very sad. He made Tora kind of nervous himself. It seemed kind of dark in the house and it took his eyes some time to adjust from being outside and coming into the dark house. Although the room was shiny smooth, it was a little eerie and felt cold and dark. Tora said "Thank you...oh, okay do I wait here for the master?" as the man uncuffed his hands. His answer came with the voice of the mistress. He understood the standard verbiage about no escaping but no hope? He turns to the direction of the voice and bows. "I am Tora mistress. Here to serve you." he said.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 7:28 pm
One night or one day...
Once I get closer...The Scarlet Lady drew closer, invisible to Tora but nevertheless perceivable if his senses were acute enough. The end of one long, white linen scarf brushed against the boy's left arm as she flitted past and disappeared again before he could get a clear view of her. "I know," she replied in a whisper that could have been right by his ear, and yet echoed all through the hall, her voice smooth as caramel and yet cold as ice, "I know. You are here to serve me..." She leaned in a little bit closer, still invisible. He was indeed quite beautiful, just as Katsuo had promised her. His eyes were bright and shining, and his hair obscured them just enough to make him look very young and endearing, despite his status. She allowed the LED lights to flicker for a moment, just enough to give the boy cause for alarm -- would he be left alone in the pitch dark? It was every Human being's worst fear... on top of the unknown. "Tell me, Tora," she asked him, the tip of one invisible, chilling finger brushing up against his cheek, "Have you ever loved?" This was how she always started her games, how she always introduced herself to her playthings... Had they ever loved? Had they ever known what it was like to love and then suddenly to stop? If so... were they prepared to start again? It was of course immaterial - Tora wasn't here as her love pet - but it was still fun to ask the question anyway. The responses were always so varied and amusing... I wonder why it is that I'm still paralyzed...
...I've got you under my skin
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 7:44 pm
Tora Tora felt something cool seem to brush by him in the darkness then heard her voice. It was silky and had a hint of coldness. He twists back and forth trying to get a glimpse of her. Was she an obake or kitsune? They were known to be tricky creatures.The lights flicker and he pauses. His cat like senses spy a glimpse of her. Then fades. The hairs on his body stand up and tingle with an eerie sense of caution and danger. "Uh...yes madam...of course you would know that I am here as a slave. I apologize for the obvious. No mam, I have never loved anyone or ever been with a woman." In truth he had only had male masters and was mostly used as a laborer or farm hand doing heavy labor despite being a young boy. Where did that guy go? Did just left me here without even telling me his name. There were stories of spirits stealing souls. What kind of mistress was this?
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 9:52 am
One night or one day...
Once I get closer...The Lady smiled a small, pretty smile at the boy's response; of course, he wouldn't be able to see it, even if she was visible, for her face was covered for her purposes in a mummy-like, white satin veil which only revealed the bare minimum of her facial features. "A pity," she responded after a moment of silence, "It is a feeling to be remembered. Tell me, Tora... if you have never known love, have you never known fear?"Soon, she thought, soon she would have Katsuo do his bit - Cutting the power and setting the first few traps for the new slave to get around. They would be simple ones, easy to escape, but taxing on the nerves, little illusions that you had to think around and avoid without the benefit of technology or indoor lighting. There wasn't much electricity anyway, and she only used it so she could "introduce" herself to her slaves in style. It hadn't but just been discovered at the time she'd met Katsuo. The technological advances of the Human race had done much for the living, but the dead still liked to do things the old-fashioned way. I wonder why it is that I'm still paralyzed...
...I've got you under my skin
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 4:48 pm
Tora Tora was a little afraid because he didn't know what was going on but he was not really afraid. He heard some stories but not a lot about ghosts and other beings but not many so the concept was not really part of his psyche. "If I have not loved would I not know fear? Why would fear and love go together? I have had little experience with either mistress." His eyes were adjusting to the darkness but it was like living like a mole. He can sense a willowy figure nearby that was faint. He closed his eyes to see if he could echo locate the position better. He turns to face the mistress. "How would you like me to serve you mistress?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 10:43 am
One night or one day...
Once I get closer...This was it - the moment she had been waiting for. The boy had closed his eyes, a new response to her presence that no one had tried before. Intriguing... this boy seemed to have some knowledge that would prolong his life and raise his chances of survival. How nicely he would work beside Katsuo. Of course, he would never hold the same status in her eyes for quite some time yet. Moving behind him, the Scarlet Lady whispered in his ear, although no breath could be felt, as she was a ghost and didn't need to breath at all. She could, of course, make small puffs of air form when she wanted to "blow" on something, but for the most part her speech was made using her mind alone. That was, after all, the only thing that was left of her former state. "Run," she told him softly, calmly, like a mother telling her child a bedtime story, "Run and hide, and try not to get lost. This is a big place, and you," she emphasized, "are a little man."That said, she backed up and away and allowed her self to become visible for a moment, her red and bloody white linen scarves and gown waving and swaying as if they had a consciousness of their own. For a moment she raised the gauzy veil over her face and flashed him a sugar-sweet smile, although she did not allow him to see her eyes. "Good luck, my dear," she told him and then vanished, as if the walls had suddenly reached out and swallowed her whole. The lights flickered once more, then shut out completely, leaving only the dim, ghostly outlines around three doors as guidance. One door was to the right, one door was to the left, and the remaining door led outside. Of course, the final door was locked; Katsuo had gone around while the Scarlet Lady was speaking to Tora and had silently bolted it. I wonder why it is that I'm still paralyzed...
...I've got you under my skin
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 12:29 pm
Tora Tora is confused. Run? Where? Why? He can tell from her voice that the mistress was close, very close but she faded away. What a strange mistress he thought. Is this a game? He could not see so he used his other senses. Instead of running he deliberately goes to each door listening and sniffs the air. He goes to each door and sees what he can sense. There was not noises that he could detect but on one door there was a slight sweet smell of fresh air so he opens that door to see where it leads.
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 12:27 pm
[In this post, I'm mostly just describing what the room looks like.] Nothing but Katsuo ~ In this trivial world
It's alright to be hurt, oh... Instead of the dark, indoor walls and furnishing that one might have exected in such a house, the room that Tora had entered was the very picture of a painstakingly-constructed indoor greenhouse, complete with an artificial pond at the center, all four walls lined with beautiful varieties of plants, bushes and flowering trees. A drooping Willow hung over the pond, between which and the door a stone-paved path led through a carpet of carefully-grown grass. It was like being outside in the open. In the background, the soothing sound of a waterfall joined the silence to create a pleasant, zen-like atmosphere. Time seemed to stand still in this room. An elusive breeze circulated through the room's confines, and hazy sunlight filtered through a set of windows which looked out onto the front yard of the mansion, its rock sculptures and intertwining circles of sand-art and grassy greenery a stark contrast to the beautiful collection living indoors. It was as if the Lady collected not only beauty in the form of young men but also in the form of exotic and flourishing plants and flora. The Scarlet Lady watched Tora's following actions through the eyes of Katsuo, who stood behind one of the evergreens, observing the slave, who may or may not see through the illusion that was about to be created.This had been Katsuo's favorite place until it, too, had been converted into another of the hundreds of trap rooms stored in the interior of the Lady's mansion. You're changing.
You're drowning.
You can't escape anymore.
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