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 Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 8:08 pm
 ⇛ xX Ȓyu Ҫhessiry Xx ⇚ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ I’m a gummy bear,
Yes I’m a gummy bear. A yummy gummy funny lookin’ gummy bear~ ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎  ╔══════════════════════════════════════════╗ ❂ Nerr, he didn't want to be in this noisy place. Such a noisy and unsastifying place. It disgusted him at times, even though he had finally talked himself into coming down. He needed someone to help him at his house. Of course that problem always lead to someone coming here didn't it? Because then they could get a slave to do that which they couldn't or didn't have time to do. Actually, now that he thought over it, the pink haired neko thought that the place wasn't that bad. Because this noise was nothing compared to a construction yard, and more organized than something just thrown together purely for profit with a bad service to it's costumers.
Ryu walked in and glanced around before starting his walk about. Sure he could cause quite the sight, neon punk with a boa with badges on it, and just purely the fact that he was a neko that was a master was also something that caught people's attention at times. Pfft, like he cared about that right now. No. Right now he was looking for some slave to help him. Yup, that was it. Geez, it took him long enough though...
The neko walked in thought, absentmindedly glancing at the various slaves, waiting for something to caught his attention. Really, it had to be someone tough enough to keep up with him, but had some kind of humor. Maybe a species he liked? Ah... he was failing at making up his mind. To think he could make important decisions that decided life or death at times, but during these slower ones, he just totally blanked at times.
Yet today he was lucky. Something.. no someone did catch his eyes. That was a brown haired, kitty eared male that was all chained up with pissed off looking guards. Hmm, some kind of neko like himself, but more specific in species. Defiantly wasn't one that was like Ryu though. The curious pink and black neko walked over and stopped in front of the seemingly calm-for-now male. His guards looked Ryu over with raised eyebrows, but the neko didn't care. "Oi. You alive and semi-well in there?" he asked with a tilt of his head to see the other male better.. as well as call his attention even though Ryu thought that the other male probably knew of his approach.
Sure it wasn't the best way to bring up some kind of conversation, but the impatient neko had his own pace and flair. This male smelled more than just a neko though.. something else as well. ❂ ╚══════════════════════════════════════════╝ ☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆ … Now face my gun, And be ready to run hun. Love ya~ ~Good bye, fair well, khush, zai hui, bai bai, sayonara, adio, adios, ciao, au revoir! …Baka ~Laa la la ☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆☆═━┈┈━═☆
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 10:45 pm
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He looked up at her when she started to speak about why she was here and raised an eyebrow noting she put her iPod away in her pocket. He could probably hack through the primitive technology, he could probably update any computer also but that would probably be a bad idea. He looked at her and smirked, "I see. So other species that have abilities like humans live here...." he muttered rather intrigued. He shrugged and stared at her his blue eyes vivid and staring hiding much knowledge, "Why are you talking to me is my last question, Mimi." he stated his headphones flashing before turning more or less looking rather odd. In fact they were tuning out any noise that wasn't relatively near his cage. HEALTH: [80%]
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 11:39 pm
  Just as Dakota expected, it didn't take long for Anistasia to move closer to the side of the cage where his hands were. However, she did not push herself all the way forward. It didn't really surprise the lycan, seeing as he knew she was still uncomfortable and probably confused to Hell and back on what was going on. One minute he was being rude to her, and the next he was talking gently to her in an almost apologetic tone. But that was how he worked. He would draw her in to show dependence on him. He would nurture her and take care of her - treat her fabulously... and then tear her down the next. But the process would start over and over again. Step 1, then step 2. Then step 1, then step 2. It was a never ending cycle - at least not until he got bored, right? If it was the same old thing day after day after day, there was the possibility that he would grow pretty bored of her, and just dump her... right? Poor girl... if only she knew what she were getting herself into.
Dakota did not allow his hands to go forward any more, but they just stayed where they were. He would not go to her - no. That would allow her to think he was weak and felt guilty about what he had done. There was not one bit of submissiveness in the lycan - which was bad. If she grew dangerous to him, he would not back down from her. He would fight until he died, or until she backed down or died. He was an extreme fighter - and would do whatever it took to keep his pride and dominance known. "Come here, Anistasia." This time, his voice was not as soft. It did not return to the hardness that it had before, but it was more firm than the last time. Really, Dakota was testing how well she would follow small orders. If she listened when he used such a small, firm tone, then that would show she was obedient to him already. If she moved away, then there was still work to do. Either way, the male was still quite interested in this shapeshifting creature. 
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2011 6:45 pm
 
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 10:48 pm
 ๑ Șąɨұʉʀɨ ๑
"I am warm in your summer,me upon
And cool in my winter,
But, you've trapped me upon the land,
So that I've lost control..."
As they walked quickly form the cages, Saiyuri smiled gently. She was happy to be free of the restricting bars. When she heard Westley speak, she smirked, about to decline the offer of the jacket, and explain, but she found the cloth wrapped around her shoulders. Smiling, she simply didn't bother to fight it. He was only trying to be kind.
Her cyan hues rested upon his frame as they walked. They moved quickly, stopping when the reached a silver automobile. It made Saiyuri turn her head, as Westley called it a carriage. She was shocked at that. Would there be horses attached to it? She shook her head, looking it over carefully, and stepping closer to it. 'How does it move?"
[sorry for the lateness]
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 11:24 pm
| Westley Anderson |  Westley just cocked his head to the side as his newly purchased sl-Nanny questioned his small silver car. Not thinking that she cared for the more technical parts of the automobile, he decided to answer as general as possible. "Well, it generally runs on oil found in the ground. But since global warming has become more of a serious factor, they've been developing cars that run on less oil but still go long distances. Apparently, they're even developing a car that runs on water and doesn't produce that smog that comes from the back of cars." He knew he added a bit more than he should of, but he found himself wanting he to not be too horribly confused. Although, he feels he just confused her even more.
If you ask me if about war
I will tell you about sacrifice
If you ask about violence
I will tell you about love
If you ask why I left
I will ask you why stay.
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2011 5:09 pm
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Lukas chuckled as he watched the small girl intimidate the older, bigger, and probably dumber, slaver. Lukas stifled his laughter, he tried not to laugh out loud. Once Lukas composed himself, he pushed up his glasses a bit and whipped his head to the side so that the bangs were out of his face. He put his hands back deep into his pockets. Lukas had decided that the type of love Toxia would get from him, would be simple touches. Being petted, smiled at, and maybe the occasional hug. Those were to be the girls praise. And if he girl misbehaved, well, lets just say Lukas knew many ways on how to make people cry.
There was something about the girl, she just didn't seem as afraid of Lukas as many other people were. He liked her all the more for it. Once the slaver had the small girl out of her cage, he bent down to her level and took out one of his hands. "Hello there Toxia. My name is Lukas, I'll be your master from now on." Lukas patted the girl on her head. He liked the small cooing noise the small girl made, it.. amused him.
Lukas stood up and looked over to the slaver. He had his money in his back pocket and was just about to pay the quarter million. But of course, Lukas might have found some way to lower the price any how. Lukas had his hand on his wallet, but then saw how the young girl intimidated the man to lowering the price. It must have been a scam, one which he must have played on almost all the past. Lukas sighed and shook his head, he could have made a big deal about it, he could have beaten the man to a bloody pulp, he could have done some many other things to the man to make him regret ever trying to mess with Lukas. But he chose not to.
He took the key from the shaking man, and in turn gave him the money. Finally letting Toxia out of her cage, Lukas held out his hand and smiled to her. "Let's go." He said as he expected the girl to take his hand and walk with him to the car.
[[ OOC: I. Am. So. Sorry. I know I went MIA for sometime. Got a bit.. caught up in life. But I hope we can start this again. I'll be on much more now. Sorry again! ]]▇▇▇
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2011 5:57 pm
Lady Beouf  Lucius Thorne "I have not been heir to the throne for long, so I have had very little interaction with other monarchs," Ana responded, water-blue eyes meeting Lucius' golden ones fearlessly. She sat as far from Lucius as she could, her lip slowly curling in revulsion. "But, as I am crown princess, I'm sure it would do me good to start." A cold smirk spread across her face. "You aren't crown, are you, princeling?" she said, every ounce the cold water princess. She sat straight, proud and haughty, knowing she was going to press every single one of the prince's buttons she could before he either banished her or killed her. She fought back a laugh. 'Let's see how far we can take this...'((No problem.... I just got my laptop back. ^^; )) Collar: Red
Charms: Crown, Ballet Shoe, Microphone, Paintbrush
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2011 9:43 pm
-|═━┈❤ ☠ т o x ι ɑ ☠ ❤┈━═|-
๑ "Toxic Dragon" ๑ ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄  Toxie continued to watch the man before her, small hands gripping the bars of her cage. Small as she was, it was well known by the slaver that those hands could bend steel in her anger, and her poison could eat gluttonously through the bars of the cage and even flesh. A bandage wound tightly around one of the slaver's hands was his reward for trying to get near her during one of her irate moments; beneath the bandages was only three and a half digits and scorched skin turned a ghastly purpled black. Cute, yet dangerous, she was called, and it was rather true.
Toxie's ears twitched at hearing him speak again, and her expression lightened into a smile that showed that she hardly cared if he had much need for her poison or had much love to give. He was strong, she could sense, dominant, a true master like the others she had been owned by. Weaklings had been destroyed far too easily, while someone like this man before her would last some good amount of time.
The slaver winced and nodded his head hastily, mumbling something along the lines of "yes, sir" in an almost inaudible voice. Gathering up the keys to the cage and some bit of courage, the slaver answered the man: "W-well, she's extremely valuable, and can earn you back everything you pay within a year, so... a quarter of a million is fair." Toxia's eyes suddenly shot in the slaver's direction and a blood curdling hiss rippled from within her, the bars bending under her hands. All color fled from the slaver's face at the sight of this. "D-did I say that? I-I meant one hundred thousand even." Now the girl relaxed, giving a curt nod to the slaver and looking to the man before her with her usual cheerful expression. Toxie's eyes slid closed and she crooned again at the contact, loving every bit of the attention she had been lacking as of late. Still shaken, the slaver offered the key to the cage to the customer who had requested to buy the dragon, hand trembling.
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 11:50 pm
 The slaver’s eyes nearly popped out of his head as he looked at the presented bars. He didn’t say a word to if it was acceptable or not. Quickly snatching up the bars and putting them into his robes, he turned to the cage. Giving a quick snap of his fingers that cage lock gave a quick click noise. Oh yes, this slaver knew not to get close to certain slaves. Some were pretty dangerous. The magic user also knew that some masters didn’t like having their slaves touched either. So to be safe the slaver just used magical locks and chains on his slaves. Passing the cage of the angel the slave disappeared behind his desk to find a suitable place for his gold bars. It was still a while before closing and the man didn’t want them out in the open to long. Oh yes, this slaver was a cautious one. He was also very glad to be rid of the angel again.
The male in question opened the door of his cage with a bit of a push, causing a small clang of iron against iron. Swiftly leaving the cramped space, Jordan let his wings spread wide. He was a tall being standing at six feet eight inches. He wasn’t overly muscular but still it was clear he was in very good shape. He was only smirked a little bit as the ‘goddess‘ started to move away. Now she is in a rush isn‘t she. he thought as he gave a final roll of his neck before setting after her. The angel was at her side in a moment. “Well, there is a couple of clothing stands. I am sure we can find a satchel or a backpack to keep everything.” Not thinking anything of it, a gloved hand went out to her arm as he firmly but surprisingly gently steered her in a new direction of the marketplace. Over to the less ’seedy’ side were people sold goods that weren’t flesh and bone. And if they were it was food or an animal that wasn’t humanoid.
“So what first? I assume a backpack would be the best choice.” he asked looking about for a place where they could pick him up some sort of pack. It would save time just to start stuffing things in there as they went along. “And you might as well start telling me who I am looking out for, though I am rather good at figuring out who is looking in my general direction for too long but its always good to know what I am up against.” Yeah, the angel had grown a bit cocky over the years. As long is he wasn’t fighting a demon or someone with demonic powers, his chances of dying were very slim. Though if he wanted to at least maybe get his full powers back he would have to keep the goddess alive. Jordan was still not a hundred percent sure that Azure could even keep her promise. Though he couldn’t really judge her yet, for now he was just doing his ‘job’ protecting this lady while she ran from some one that took everything from her. This should be cake, he thought as he brought them too a table with large leather bags on it. ((Sorry it took forever. But had another fight with my internet company, then lost inspiration for everything.. I lovers you!!!!!))
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Posted: Tue Mar 15, 2011 12:30 am
As soon as the shapeshifter scooted closer, Dakota allowed a small smile to cross his lips. He was becoming more and more satisfied with her obeying his words, and the thought of buying her was becoming more and more obvious. When she came closer to his hands, the lycan gently reached out and traced a fingertip along a strand of her hair, blue eyes studying every inch that he touched. "You are gorgeous, Anistasia." The smile widened a bit, and that same hand gently moved its fingers to her cheek to trace along her jawline. Oh, yes, he did think she was beautiful. The scars were just an added feature, and they only defined one who had them. However, he could easily turn those around on her and call her all sorts of names because of the wicked marks. But he didn't... at least not now. And in fact, his finger gently traced along one of the thicker, more noticeable scars. "You've been through Hell, girlie.. I can tell."
"But don't worry... I'm sure you'll like staying with me." The smile turned into a slight smirk, as if he were satisfied with his own words. Was he playing her? Was he trying to get her to believe in what he was saying? Surely he was being truthful... he wouldn't make her regret being close to him, would he? If only she knew... because perhaps if she knew what he had planned for her, or what he could do to her, she would change her mind and not come to him. Not go to his touch, and not trust his words and apologetic tones. [] Sorry for taking a while. I updated the hiatus thread with a post about my current/future absence. >< Also, it's a bit short. Sorry. []
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2011 7:33 pm
-x-Forgotten_Affection-x- 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 【 ζ ι ℓ ℓ ι ʉ m 】 ❝ P R E T T Yxxx P R E T T Y xxxP L E A S Exxx D O N ' T xxxY O Uxxx E V E R xxxE V E Rxxx F E E L ❞▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀Charms: Fang- rare blood type, Star- Innocent, Moon- Creature of the night, Bell- A pet.
The more this young adolescent male stayed around her cage, the more hope the mechanical vampire felt that she would, just maybe, be leaving with him. She hoped anyway, but she also learnt that with hope also came disappointment. The Seller seemed rather pleased with himself, so he settled back to reading his newspaper, if the male wanted the shy vampire, he'd be there waiting for his negotiations. He set her price for 250 thousand, but he only set it that high to see if people would barter for her. He figured if the person was nice enough, they'd offer more than just money. Given he would loose out in profit, at least she'd have a home. Watching Yuki, Lily cocked her head to the side, like a curious puppy as he clasped his hands close to his mouth. What was he doing? There was a glow coming from his hands, and curious now, she lent much closer to the bars, scooting forward so that her knees were touching the metal of her cage, hands gently holding the bars. His soft words initially confused the vampire, but then when she saw what he'd created from nothing, she stared in complete wonder. "It's... Beautiful." She whispered.
It was a lily, a perfect replica of the flower she was somewhat named after. Staring at the flower that had easily drifted through the bars, she wanted to touch it, but she wasn't sure if she could or not. Hands letting go of the bars, she placed her hands near the flower, a smile growing on her face, a real smile. Looking up at Yuki, her rosepetal pink eye almost seemed to shine with happiness. "Can.. Can i show you something?" Worrying her bottom lip a little, she reached up to her eye and slowly lifted the patch. Closing both her eyes, she took a deep, steadying breath before she opened them both. While one eye was the light pink colour, the other was a constant swirl of colours. The imitation iris had never taken on a direct colour, a flaw in the mechanics of her eye, but it would settle on a mix of colours depending on the power used; when using infra-red it mimicked the colours one would see, night vision would be mimicked by dark greens with splashes of yellow and black. But slow motion was the colour of quicksilver. It was amazing for Lily to actually lift the patch, and it was the first time she had ever seen the world normally from both eyes open. Closing her eyes and flipping down the patch, she grinned shyly, trying to pick Yuki's reaction.
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Lukas chuckled as he watched the small girl intimidate the older, bigger, and probably dumber, slaver. Lukas stifled his laughter, he tried not to laugh out loud. Once Lukas composed himself, he pushed up his glasses a bit and whipped his head to the side so that the bangs were out of his face. He put his hands back deep into his pockets. Lukas had decided that the type of love Toxia would get from him, would be simple touches. Being petted, smiled at, and maybe the occasional hug. Those were to be the girls praise. And if he girl misbehaved, well, lets just say Lukas knew many ways on how to make people cry.
There was something about the girl, she just didn't seem as afraid of Lukas as many other people were. He liked her all the more for it. Once the slaver had the small girl out of her cage, he bent down to her level and took out one of his hands. "Hello there Toxia. My name is Lukas, I'll be your master from now on." Lukas patted the girl on her head. He liked the small cooing noise the small girl made, it.. amused him.
Lukas stood up and looked over to the slaver. He had his money in his back pocket and was just about to pay the quarter million. But of course, Lukas might have found some way to lower the price any how. Lukas had his hand on his wallet, but then saw how the young girl intimidated the man to lowering the price. It must have been a scam, one which he must have played on almost all the past. Lukas sighed and shook his head, he could have made a big deal about it, he could have beaten the man to a bloody pulp, he could have done some many other things to the man to make him regret ever trying to mess with Lukas. But he chose not to.
He took the key from the shaking man, and in turn gave him the money. Finally letting Toxia out of her cage, Lukas held out his hand and smiled to her. "Let's go." He said as he expected the girl to take his hand and walk with him to the car.
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2011 11:25 pm
-|═━┈❤ ☠ т o x ι ɑ ☠ ❤┈━═|-
๑ "Toxic Dragon" ๑ ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Toxie noticed how her intimidations of the slaver seemed to amuse the man before her cage, a little giggle slipping out from her lips. It had to look a tad silly for a grown man to cower at the growls of a girl who looked fairly young and acted even younger. Another pat on the head came, and Toxia crooned again, loving the affectionate contact she had yearned for. She watched with eager eyes as her new master, whose name was Lukas, she just learned, received the key from the slaver and opened the door to her cage. Seeing the offered, vulnerable hand before her extended in her direction prompted some thoughts of sinking her teeth into the flesh of his hand, spitting acid to melt away the skin and bones, or tugging him to her where she could suffocate him in her fumes, but Toxia decided to behave and took the offered hand in her own. By comparison, it was much tinier than that of the man that now owned her.
The girl stepped out of the cage, her tail casually slipping around one of the bars, giving it a squeeze, and releasing as she exited. It was all done slickly, without even the slaver noticing until the steel started to hiss and bubble. It had only taken contact with her toxin-coated tail to melt to cage into a boiling pool of sludge, something Toxie smiled innocently at seeing.
"Master Lukas," she tried out the name on her tongue, her light and childish voice making it sound as though the name belonged to a dear friend and not a master she had just met. Her little hand worked to slip her fingers between his, the feel of his skin against hers soothing. Another soft croon sounded, and Toxie looked rather content. A new home awaited her, and she was eager as usual to see where she would reside. She readied to follow him wherever he went, hopefully holding his hand the whole way if he was okay with it, which she dearly wished that he would be.▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ o b e d i e n t ▷ v i o l e n t ▷ l o v i n g
i n n o c e n t ★ a f f e c t i o n a t e ❤ p e t ◯ f i g h t e r ➵
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 4:35 am
   liver Carmine - Is there anyone out there who is listening to anything? -
- Is there anyone out there who can take my hand? -
Angel kept staring with glistening eyes at him and exclaiming and Oliver couldn't help a soft chuckle. She was adorable and reminded him of his own younger sister. Perhaps even a daughter...though he didn't feel quite old enough. He died at nineteen, so he wouldn't have quite been father-material yet, even if he did take care of his sister. Though, that relationship was more of a motherly one. Oliver shook his head at the memory, remembering where he was now.
The young girl got her wish, it seemed. The taller man, Alexander, agreed to Oliver's purchase and the ghost offered a bow in turn. "It's a pleasure, Sir Ariande." He straightened with a bright smile. "If it isn't a bother, I'd like to ask what sort of duties I will have in your home?" Though, Oliver really didn't have to ask. He could pretty much guess.
o.o.c. Will be away for a few days, but I'll post again on Monday. ^ - ^
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