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 Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 8:44 pm
 
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 5:24 pm
________________________________________________________________________________________________ ❆ℂaithlin ℒucile ℂarnihan❆ Oh, youre here, youre here!
Tonight, well be showing: ∰ Caithlin woke up, tired and a bit cold. Her long shirt wasn't enough to cover her long, spindally, full figured body. So she wrapped her bushy, silk, thick tail around her legs as she was curled up near the entry of her cage which was on the floor of the shop. And she watched people go by. The kitsune's cage was near the fairy and changeling's but she never spoke to them since she barely spoke to most o f the people who were here. She sighed the darling thing wished so badly to get out and be able to breath clean air and see new sights again.∰:A creature of only 17.
With fox ears and a long tail; it's a sight to behold that I can tell.
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 6:01 pm
Why yes, Henri, I do believe in monsters
Not the kind with leathery scales
Bloodshot eyes or lizard tailsLark's eye twitched quite noticeably when he heard the price. How much money did he bring? A small silk sack of uncut diamonds he and found under the floorboards of his father's room, which was now his own room. He was quite wealthy, but the slaver had to be insane to think he was going to pay such a high price, or in this case, give the man ALL of the diamonds.
Lark stepped right up to the man, their faces inches apart. He easily towered over the hunched figure, and as he raised his head to look into his eyes, he grinned a horrible, toothy grin, revealing a row of razor sharp teeth. "I implore you..." He started, his face now becoming a blank slate. "Lower the price. I'm. No. Fool." With that, he took a step back, then looked down at the kitty girl he was bargaining for. Not the ones with razor claws
Yellow fangs or gaping jaws
No, I don’t believe in those monsters at all
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 6:37 pm
 
"Lyn? Lynny lyn lyn." He said the name over and over, getting it acquainted with his tongue. With that, he tapped the side of his forehead with the long black nail on his index finger. "Sorry, I had to. Mind like a sieve, you know how it goes." He chuckled loudly, causing many others, slaves and masters alike, to look at him, but Dollface didn't so much as glance at them, unlike Cece. His eyes stayed on Lyn, the corners of his lips curving up into a face splitting grin.
That smile only grew, even though he was quite put off by Lyn's deduction. "Aye, What gave it away?" He said in a very sarcastic manner as he fluttered his emerald green wings a little. Cece giggled a little bit, then suddenly stopped when she looked up at Lyn, not wanting her to think she was laughing at her. When she asked if it was nice staying with Papa Doll, she nodded her head a tad reluctantly. Dollface laughed again, shaking his head. "She may be able to lie, but a faerie can not." He said, his smile fading. He knew it had been his fault they were in a cage, and couldn't help but think she would be better off dead. Still, he they could find a suitable master...
Dollface reached through the cage and touched the tip of Lyn''s long blond hair. he grinned deviously, twiddling it between his fingers. "So, will you be our 'Mistress'?" He looked up at Lyn from where he was sitting, staring at her dead in the eyes.
 
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 7:13 pm
 N I X I E• L Y N • M O N R O E
xxxRain, Rain don’t go away
xxRain, Rain I hope you stay
xxYou make my friends think what they have lost
xxYou make my friends happy for the one wish they made
Rain, Rain don’t stop falling
So they can feel something one last time
Rain, Rain I hope you kill the one who put pain in-
my friends of shame
Rain, Rain stop my friends from falling
Rain, Rain.I hoping it’ll put my friends pain in-
someone else vase before its to late
Rain, Rain help them out so they will be amazed
for there is no pain
{Nixie giggled softly, it almost sounding like what rain sounded like on a tin roof. "Perhaps it's because I've met your kind before. And I like the wings." She joked with a smirk. The amwarashi smiled at the small changling girl right as he asked about her being their mistress. For a second she thought about it. After all it'd be nice to have some company around the place. And Dollface is pretty cute. So she smiled again. "Sure why not? I think we'd get along pretty well you and I. And as for the darling there after she sees what I have at my place she might warm up to speaking. But that only if you'd care to come home with me Dollface." Nixie offered.}
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 7:22 pm
✖ ✖ ✖___яɑчиє || Lιℓιτɦ || Ӄιиgsℓєч___✖ ✖ ✖
   One - Nothing wrong with me
Two - Nothing wrong with me
Three - Nothing wrong with me
Four - Nothing wrong with me One - Something's got to give
Two - Something's got to give
Three - Something's got to give
...Let the bodies hit the floor _______εmotιon;; HAPPY!
__________theme musιc ;; Bodies - Drowning Pool
_____________mџ tħougħts ;; "I like this man, nyuu~"
________________αctιons ;; Bouncing!
___________________Aя3a ;; The Marketplace
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Watching this man with the golden arm walk straight up to her slaver, Rayne stood up and pressed close to the bars like she was trying to squeeze past them to get out. It was quite funny to watch her seller being taken down a peg or two, and her tail swished happily around her bare and rather dirty legs. The slaver had kept up a rather good face of arrogance, up until the man got right up in his face. Blinking, the man shrunk away as the rather odd man stepped away and watched as Rayne moved closer to the man, trying to hold back from reaching out to touch his arm again. Swallowing audibly, he may have been an a**, but the slaver knew when to back right off. Pulling out a silver key rather quickly, he just as quickly opened the cage and pushed open the door, stepping right back. "25 thousand if you walk away with her right now." His demeanour broken beyond repair for the day, he wanted to keep well away from this man. He'd never been beaten before, but... Well, there was a first for everything.
Rayne, hearing the door of her cage open, she initially went to run to the opposite side of the cage. But seeing the slaver had backed right off, she crept forward. She'd never been allowed out the cage, ever, so carefully, she placed a tentative foot out the cage doorway, her ears flat to her head, the tip of her tail flicking nervously. Once her whole body was out the cage, her ears perked up and a smile came to her face. Turning to the man, she crept over to him shyly, not wanting to step too close just in case he didn't want it. Hands brought up to under her chin, she looked up at him from under her long black lashes, her big chocolate eyes wide. "I'm going home with you? Nyao~" She asked carefully, not wanting to get her hopes up totally just yet, her small fists under her chin almost ridiculously adorable.
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Skin against skin
Blood and bone
You're all by yourself but you're not alone
You wanted in
Now you're here
Driven by hate
Consumed by fear
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 8:07 pm
  The slight stream of a tear that was running down Anistasia's face caught Dakota's eye. The lycan cocked his eyebrow up, head tilting to the side just a bit as he studied the girl. She attempted to wipe away the tear, but it was only brought back by a few more falling down. She was... crying? Dakota had not expected to cause this just yet - but she seemed to be caving quicker than he imagined. Though, he did not complain. No... this just meant a lot less work for him to do, right? She was already falling under his control - crying from his words and tone. But part of him knew it was not only because of what he said. Could she be crying because of everything sinking in? That she was here, alone? Although the lycan did not know she was basically abandoned by her previous master, he assumed that something was up. Either way, things were moving quickly - and he only took a moment to catch up.
During the time of him thinking, she was moving closer to the back of the cage and glaring at him through hair and tears. Dakota's icy gaze just watched her, studying her for a long moment as he had done multiple times by now. But... his expression softened. "Come here, girlie." His tone was gentle, as if he were apologizing with it - but the words would never come out. He was in the wrong by using things to hurt her - but he would not say he was sorry for it. That was just how he worked... he manipulated people by tearing them down one second and then making them feel like they needed him the next. And over time, they would actually need him. He would be their life; their entire world. Their independence would fade and slowly he would finally take control of everything they ever did from then on out. His hands went into the cage some, but only to the wrist as he held them palms up and waited for her to come to him. If she did, he would only further his plans... but if she didn't, he'd have to work a bit more on it. Either way, the male was determined. 
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Posted: Mon Mar 07, 2011 9:07 pm
Dollface grinned ear to ear, tilting his head to one side when she said she had seen others of his kind. "Oh?" He asked, looking her over. He felt an aura from her, a natural aura. It was obvious she wasn't human, and that she was a spirit of some sort, but he couldn't place what kind she was. Oh well, he'd simply ask later, since it was obvious they were going with this girl.
Cece played with her own sand colored hair, her purple hues looking down at the floor and smiling shyly, after she was mentioned. Dollface patted her on the head, then said "Don't take her silence personally. She's a bit shy." He ran his fingers through Cece's hair. He looked up at Lyn, then off to the side towards the sky, putting on a more contemplative face. "And leave our little slice of heaven?" He scratched his chin thoughtfully, then looked back to Lyn. "Why not?"
The pair's slaver, who had been watching Lyn, walked up to her. He was a tall, slender man, a look of haughty arrogance on his face. "Are you interested in these two?" He asked, arching an eyebrow. Seeing as how there were two of them, he figured he could make them ridiculously overpriced. "The little one's very presence brings good luck, but I warn you; do not separate the two of them." He added ominously. "Only fifty thousand. A good deal, no?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2011 5:59 pm
Why yes, Henri, I do believe in monsters
Not the kind with leathery scales
Bloodshot eyes or lizard tails"Deal." Lark said after a moment of contemplation. Sometimes, being a monster had it's advantages. He moved his cloak out of the way and grabbed a bunch of uncut diamonds from out of his pocket. He poured some into his hand, then held it out to the man. "T'was a pleasure doing business with you." He said, his voice hollow. He gave him a pleasantly fake smile, and when he took the diamonds, Lark turned to his new slave. He looked her over as she exited the cage. She was...disgustingly cute, what with her little hands by her chin. He didn't smile though, and once he registered the fact that she had asked him a question, he nodded his head slowly. "Yes." He stated simply, and with that, he turned around, lowered his head, and started to make his way out of the market. Not the ones with razor claws
Yellow fangs or gaping jaws
No, I don’t believe in those monsters at all
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2011 6:15 pm
N I X I E• L Y N • M O N R O E
xxxRain, Rain don’t go away
xxRain, Rain I hope you stay
xxYou make my friends think what they have lost
xxYou make my friends happy for the one wish they made
Rain, Rain don’t stop falling
So they can feel something one last time
Rain, Rain I hope you kill the one who put pain in-
my friends of shame
Rain, Rain stop my friends from falling
Rain, Rain.I hoping it’ll put my friends pain in-
someone else vase before its to late
Rain, Rain help them out so they will be amazed
for there is no pain
{Nixie smiled sweetly at the girl and pulled out a small bottle. She offered it to Dollface. As the slaver came over and told her a clearly rediculus price the girl simply smirked. "Sir. Someone as sweet and kind as yourself would rob a little girl like me of so much money?" Nixie was so faking a sweet smile and a younger voice then she had a moment ago. And she was leaning against her umbrella. Luckily with her looks she seem like she was much younger. "Perhaps only 3,000 mister? It'd be so much easier for a girl on her own."}
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2011 9:07 pm
x x x x x x x x The A r i a n d e ` s x x x x x x x x
Alexanderx x x x Yukix x x x Angelx x x x Mimix x x x   Above all else, Mimi's curiosity ruled her little brain. She got to her feet and clambered onto the top of the cage again, gazing down so she could see the screen better. She listened to him as he muttered, blinking and staring, her eyes going wide when he mentioned the iPod's being antique. "Wh...Wha!?! A-antique!?" Mimi sat up on top of the cage and fumbled through her pockets for her slim white iPod Nano with a screen, shiny and polished when it glinted in the light. "Unless your talking about the first model.. Little square clip on things..-- Wait, those aren't antique. Where are you from? The future?" Mimi had seen boys at her school making paper airplanes, drawing spaceships, super technological things that they imagined existed in the distant future; like living in outer space. Mimi sighed and put her iPod away, crouching over the roof of the cage when he asked what she was doing there. "Ah; Alex is letting us get companions of our choice, as presents, or--company. Three kids is a handful for a twenty seven year old." She responded, straightening her legs out from under her and swinging her feet back and forth in the air. Fully human? That was the second question. "W-well... Um.. I think I am? My brother is a celestial being, so I might not be human's standard of 'normal'. Any other questions?"
Alex watched as Oliver's form faltered again. The tiny child looped over the celestial's shoulders stopped struggling at the sight of the smile that came from the golden-haired male, her eyes sparkling. How pretty he was! Alexander put his little sister down and she immediately turned to the man, pointing at Oliver. "Alex, I want him! We can get him, right?" Alex smiled and pat Angel on the head again as he examined the ghost with closer inspection. The collar colors and charms were suitable, nothing harmful. He looked like a well-natured...man, if that was the right word. After a minute of tugging at his shirt from tiny hands, Alex sighed and smiled down at Angel. "Alright. My name is Alexander Ariande." Alex said, looking back up to Oliver. The small child beside him glowed with excitement, hugging Alex around the waist, being only 4`7 next to her brother of 6`3. Now, where's one of those annoying vendor guys...? "Keke~"
Yuki watched Lily carefully as she folded her hands back into her lap. His eyes flickered back over to the seller when he repeated his phrase, though more clearly enunciated this time. He saw movement from the corner of his eye and turned back to Lily as she shrunk back away. Yuki was watching the mechanical vampire pick at the dress she wore. When she finally looked back up at him, he noticed her face to look just slightly more healthy than before. The male listened to the seller as he watched Lily as her eyes moved back up. Noticing her touch her charms, Yuki cupped his hands below his mouth and a soft angelic glow seeped through his fingers as he stood there. "Such a pretty flower, so dirtied by this place." He said softly, not within hearing of the vampire's seller. He parted his hands and a fully bloomed freckled lily drifted down slowly, rippling through the bars of the cage translucently and landing on Lilium's lap. Yuki smiled at her as he lowered his hands back down to his sides.
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2011 10:25 pm
✖ ✖ ✖___яɑчиє || Lιℓιτɦ || Ӄιиgsℓєч___✖ ✖ ✖
One - Nothing wrong with me
Two - Nothing wrong with me
Three - Nothing wrong with me
Four - Nothing wrong with me One - Something's got to give
Two - Something's got to give
Three - Something's got to give
...Let the bodies hit the floor _______εmotιon;; Nyuu~ I'm out! HAPPY!
__________theme musιc ;; Bodies - Drowning Pool
_____________mџ tħougħts ;; "I'm out.. The cage.. Nyuu~"
________________αctιons ;; Walking, skipping, bouncing...
___________________Aя3a ;; Leaving the market place
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Rayne couldn't believe it. She was out the cage. She'd been bought and she was free. Her slaver stared at the un-cut rough diamonds that were thrust into his hands and watched the man walk off, Rayne soon following. Her chocolate eyes took one last look at the slaver, and glaring at him, she flipped him off, cackling like a maniac as she caught up to the man that had just bought her. Bare feet skipping along the market floor, she couldn't help but skip, bounce and just let her happiness fly. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been this... Free. Tail high and flicking around, her ears picked up all the hustle and bustle of the markets, all the banter and bartering so wonderful to her ears! Tail dancing, Rayne hugged herself, the large somewhat white shirt over her body was slightly see-through now she was out the cage, her black bra just visible as she skipped around, her black shorts sneaking into view as she jumped and bobbed near her new Master. Hair flopping all over her face, she was an adorable insane mess. Calming down, she walked quite happily next to the man that bought her. Looking up at him, he towered over her by a foot, her small 5" 2 frame bouncing every so often next to him, her charms jingling. She didn't even know his name yet!
"Nyuu~ Master?" She questioned, the title rolling freely off her tongue "What's your name? Mine's Rayne. Rayne Lilith Kingsley nyao~. But i get called Rayne or Lily. Or kitten. I like Kitten. And Lily. What do i call you Master? Nyuu~" Smiling up at the man, her feline fangs shone in the light, her teeth thankfully still quite perfect and white. Clasping her hands behind her back, she fell in step with the tall man, her own feet skipping every so often to keep in time with his step, her tail swaying back and forth in long steady sweeping motions. She couldn't wait to see the place she was going to live at, and she hoped there was alot of room for her to run about and explore. Slowly, Rayne followed her new master on his route to leave the market, were they going straight to his place or somewhere else first?
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Skin against skin
Blood and bone
You're all by yourself but you're not alone
You wanted in
Now you're here
Driven by hate
Consumed by fear
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 6:48 pm
x x x x x x x Michael Anderan x x x x x x x  Hear my growl, watch me dance,
chasing my prey in a deadly prance.
Call to the moon, settle in the lands,
then captured and taken to a place where no man can
Run free with the taste of victory.Chains rattled harshly from behind two guards as they were yanked on. A pissed off male sat yanking at the tangled web he was trapped in. Golden eyes looked down at those chains, to see if he had any chance at pulling one loose. His ears flattened against his head in irritation to see that they didn't even budge. Growling, he let go of them and slumped back. He didn't even touch the bottom of the cage with his back because a thick braid of metal wrapped constricted his torso and upper arms, hanging from the roof of the cage. Leaning his head back against the wall, he kicked the cage door that the guards stood in front of. They jumped and turned around, hitting the cage hesitantly to make him stop.
Michael sighed heavily, the threads of chain making it hard for a lot of air to flow into his chest. The charms around his neck had been jangling the entire time he moved, laying against his skin above his shirt line, below that his medallion. Engraved on the face of this medallion was the face of a wild bobcat standing victoriously on a massive boulder, hovering over his game. On the back was engraved 'The Animal Within'. One of the guards had lost his finger trying to take it from Michael.
The demon growled again, his tail swishing in irritation. There was so many noises, so many organisms he could prey on as food, within his reach. Yet he could get none of them. It pissed him off; there were so many, so noisy and vulnerable. They were like a herd of different species shuffling amongst each other. He was tired and hungry, craving some kind of meal to eat. Alive or dead, cooked or raw. Hell, he didn't care; the bobcat just wanted food. Freedom and food were the two main things in his life before. He wasn't too fond of eating messy living animals, but he did it when he was pissed off or they were the nearest food source.
Michael took one last sigh, kicking the door again before closing his eyes. He'd probably eat his master if they were some kind of human, or... something helpless. Though the male was by all means against eating children, under any circumstances. Yes, he was violent and he ate like a wild animal, but eating children was flat out cruel to him. To him, children were more precious than anything else; women, men, high society beings, exotic animals. Michael just drowned himself in his thoughts again, tuning out the voices and sounds of busy bodies and feet moving about.  Watch me struggle, hear me scream,
see me fight until I bleed.
Life is just a deadly game,
But I dare not flee the dangerous lane.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 6:48 pm
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