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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 5:39 pm
"I dont know...." he shuddered looking at them both "i cant killed anyone im weak...im a slave that is weak" he walked off sighing "have your fight im sorry...but i cant...if i was stronger i maybe would" he looked out at them "i have to obey my master....i wanna live im sorry and surve him"
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 3:12 pm
 ~Icarus Izaiah~Icarus sighs, giving Yumata a silent look, and when Tommy answered her mischevious question, he sighed once more. He places a hand up to his forehead as if the stress of punishing slaves was too much for him. "Ok, you know what guys." He says to them, taking Yumata by the collar with the hand he removed from his forehead. "Whatever. Let's go inside."
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 9:06 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2010 7:57 pm
Tommy stood near Icarus "do you really want me dead or wear you just testing her?" he asked softly wanting to know why he told Yumata to kill him, his heart was still beating fast and felt like his heart was still in his throat 'if he wanted me dead why'd he buy me then?' he thought
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 12:12 am
(ima make tommy bipoler like me ok)
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 3:41 am
[[[Hey guys. I'm sorry about this, but you're slaves are back on the market. I have no motivation for this rp. Please PM me if you still want to rp though, I'm just tired of this specific one.]]]
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 11:23 pm
A black truck pulls up in front of the house and two men get out and move to the back. They drag a cage out of it and carry it to the front door. The put the cage down on the porch, making sure the black clothe was covering the sides where the sun was coming from so it couldn't touch the man inside, even though they thought he didn't deserve even that after the fight he gave them. They placed a sheet on top of the cage with the slave info then rang the bell and got back in the truck to drive off. Inside the cage was a very pissed off vampire. His ice blue eyes glaring out through the bars. He was bruises and cuts all over his body from the fight he gave the slavers and was wearing tattered and dirty jeans. There was a dragon tattoo on his chest and he looked underweight, like he hadn't eaten in awhile. After the guys drove off he started shaking the door of his cage and trying to get out.
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 11:43 pm
Icarus looked up hearing the noise from his door, and the perhaps the sound of a car driving off. He stood from his recliner where he had been reading, listening to Ten Years which blared from his bedroom. He walked out of his room and down the long crimson carpeted hallway passing several rooms, descending down a staircase that probably had once been magnificent, but now remained dull and rotting. He opened the door and looked down to a cage that had been set on his front porch. He knocks on the top of the cage, just to be a nuisance. With a soft laugh he takes the information, checking it to see if his order had come to him as planned.
"Hey," He says softly, squating down to examine the creature inside. The creature's eyes clearly reflected his fury, and Icarus knew that letting him out of the cage could possibly damage their already fragile relationship. "you know what, you're pretty cute, bloodsucker."
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 11:49 am
Lucian let out a growl as he heard someone knock on the cage and glared out at the man as he peered into the cage. "Whatever. All I know isn't I haven't eaten or slept in days then someone shoves me into this damned cage and brings me here. Doesn't even give me decent clothes first. Now let me out of this damned cage or at least get it out of the sun before the cloth falls off!"
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