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 Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 9:30 pm
 ♕ Duchess Vladimira Matrona Volkov ♕ ♙ Current Mood: Calm ♙ ♖═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═♖ The loud clicking of heels followed by the shuffling of boots echoed through the aisles of cages, each containing some manner of being or creature available for purchase. As the source of the clicking heels drew closer to her quarry, the short, portly man instructed to guide her and her servants struggled to keep up with her. His piggish voice fell on deaf ears as the young woman's eye caught sight of her prey. The pictures she had received did the man sitting within a clear prison absolutely no justice. Of course, this was to be expected. She had read about the man's effect on the fairer sex in the file she was provided. Incubuses made for very fascinating creatures.
As she drew closer to the cage, Vladimira began to scope out the demon's features, soaking in his appearance. The young duchess had waited months before she could see her new pet, so her anticipation was through the roof. It seemed that a being famous for the deflowering of women appeared just as human as his victims, which somewhat disappointed her. By no means had she expected to see horns or cloven hooves, but she had expected something more than just a handsome man. Perhaps, she pondered, that there was more to the man than met the eye. He would certainly make for an interesting pet.
"Вы, демон. Что вы скажете? А ты говоришь по русски, or do you speak English?" Mira asked gently, rapping gently on the glass in order to get the demon's attention. As she touched the glass, the portly man gave her a fearful look before turning his attention to the demon encased within. He knew what the monster was capable of, but he was also very much aware of who his client was and what she was capable of doing. He knew that the slave shop had a policy about customers touching the cages, but he could not bring himself to correct the young duchess. As with many of his high profile clients, he feared what they would do if he were to interrupt them. What surprised him the most was the lack of emotion in Mira's face. It was clear by her eyes that she was pleased, but there was an uncomfortable iciness about her appearance. ♖═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═♖
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 9:49 pm
Böse Sache(Garrett)Mood: impatient Wearing: White V-neck, grey Cardigan, and black slacks as well as some basic shoes Theme: Oomph- Sandman  Böse listened as he hear clicking and other noises of shoes. he watched as the woman approached his cage and looked down at the small man. He gave a seductive smile and laughed a bit at the small man and his fear of the woman. He sat in his chair in a calm relaxed manner. His eyes slowly made their way up her body and to her eyes. "да я говорю , что вы хотите . ." he replied with another one of his smiles and watched as she touched the glass. he stood up calmly and in a flash he was up near the glass where the woman stood "Now what would a woman like you want with something like me?" he asked his voice had more of a German accent to it as that was where he was located for quit a few years, locked away after killing his last mistress. He looked down at the man and threw the small mans eyes for a brief moment he could see, one of the mans true forms, which was not a pretty sight, pale skin, black pits for eyes and a mouth with no lips only teeth rows and rows of teeth, the mans body hollow like nothing was inside but a soul. a smile krept onto the lipless mouth of his true form that only the small man could see till he turned back to the woman, that was the only power he could use in this cage, the power of fear.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2015 11:00 pm
♕ Duchess Vladimira Matrona Volkov ♕ ♙ Current Mood: Calm ♙ ♖═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═♖ Vladimira smirked as her native tongue was spoken back to her by the demon man, not surprised that a cunning creature could repeat any language. When their eyes met, she could see into the deep wells of blackness and a light chill came over her. It was a similar blackness that her father had upon the death of her mother and brother. It was hunger. A void that needed to be filled by something seemingly unobtainable. This creature lusted for her, but not just for her virtue. No. He craved the taste of her very essence. The research she had conducted in the months prior to her purchasing him were beginning to pay off.
The demon's accent came out more German in tone when he spoke English, making the duchess consider if it had to do with his previous living arrangements. Unfortunately for her, the demon's ownership history was not shared with her along with his file. All it mentioned was that he has had previous masters and required careful handling. This she was prepared for. For her to take on such a creature as her pet, she would need to stay on her toes. That part she was excited about. To break an incubus would be the greatest achievement for the young duchess to attain.
"Why do people adopt unruly dogs? To train them and make them better, of course. That is my reasoning, my pet," Mira replied softly, crossing her arms in front of her. "For me, you are a dog in need of a firm hand. " As the woman motion for the man to release her new property, she could see the utter terror in the portly man's face. It was as if he was gazing at the devil himself. His cloudy eyes gave off the reflection of something white and the air in the room changed. There was something definitely interesting about the man, and Vladimira wanted to see it for herself. After the tragedies she had witnessed in her life, she wanted to feel the sting of true terror. ♖═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═♖
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2015 12:14 am
Böse Sache(Garrett)Mood: impatient Wearing: White V-neck, grey Cardigan, and black slacks as well as some basic shoes Theme: Oomph- Sandman Böse did not know of all the research she had done on his kind, cause most people just wanted a pretty face, a nice body, and someone to please them. Others wanted strength to put into fighting, so they did not care of what race they were. He looked away from the man as the woman spoke, he looked down with a slight light and a devilish smile he shook his head "Ich bin viel mehr als nur ein Hund." he said looking back at her. he straightened up when she motioned for him to be let out "You really want me out of this cage? out there i can do as i please i can use any of the tricks i have up my sleeve." he said and looked at the little man again with a grin. He stepped away from the seamless door to his cage and sat back in his chair to see what the little man would do would he let this creature out of the cage without taking any of the precautions to please this woman or do what he was suppose to do when taking Böse out of his cage.
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2015 11:21 pm
♕ Duchess Vladimira Matrona Volkov ♕ ♙ Current Mood: Calm ♙ ♖═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═♖ Vladimira could not help but chuckle at the demon within the glass prison. Already, he was proving to be a source of quality entertainment. His honey-smooth voice as he spoke German would have likely made her, or any woman for that matter, weak in the knees, but she had prepared herself for such tricks. She merely shook of the tingly feeling and gave the male a playful smirk. He seemed to be enjoying himself as much as she was, however, she would not tolerate backtalk. He was a dog that needed to be disciplined and what she had tucked away in her stylish, black coat would make sure he understood his place.
"Yes, I do want you out of that cage, but you will behave like a good, little собака and sit at your master's feet," the young duchess replied matter-of-factly, her playful smirk shifting to a more stoic demeanor. As she looked down at the frightened, portly man and motioned for him to open the cage. Every fiber of the little man's being wanted him to refuse her command, but he could see the ruthless aggression in the woman's eyes. He knew that there were a list of precautions that needed to be done in order to release the incubus without loss of life, but what he saw in Mira's eyes filled him with more terror than what the demon could possibly do to him. A part of him began to wonder if the woman was a demon too.
As the portly man began to head towards the seamless cage door, Vladimira stayed close behind him and reached into her coat. From an interior pocket, the duchess retrieved a bible and an iron collar adorned with a cross charm. Although there were many thing the woman was incredulous of, she was fairly religious. After her mother had passed, she remembered her father seeking help from the clergy. Stopping the man short once they reached the door, she handed the portly man the iron collar. "Listen and listen close: Once I start reading, you are to enter that cage and put this collar onto him. He may try to trick or frighten you, but do not be fooled. As long as I am reading, he will not hurt you. If you fail to do this, I will not hesitate to lock you in that cage with him, is this understood?" he ordered the man sternly. With a nod, the man's jowls shook vicariously as he turned to face the beast.
Opening the holy text in her hand, Mira began to read aloud from a chapter that she had highlighted, as recommended by a trusted priest. With one final gulp, the portly man unlocked the cage and entered slowly, unclasping the iron collar and fearfully advancing towards the demon. ♖═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═♖
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2015 11:45 pm
Böse Sache(Garrett)Mood: impatient Wearing: White V-neck, grey Cardigan, and black slacks as well as some basic shoes Theme: Oomph- Sandman Böse watched the woman and laughed at her with a deep laugh. He watched as the man came close to the door and the woman came close to him and spoke carefully to him. when he saw the bible and the collar he stood up and stiffened his eye flicked to a dark purpley red. "Get the hell away from me with that." he said as he tore the chair from the floor and threw it at the door before the man opened it. He looked at the woman with an evil look in his eyes then looked at the door as it opened, he went to charge for the door, but stopped and fell to his knees when she started reading. ungodly noises came from him as he looked up at the man with a wide unnatrual grin on is face his body started to change, started to change into something. His body was changing into one of the many demon forms he could be. "Sie böse Hündin Sie dafür bezahlen !" his voice distorted and no longer sounded human, he was trapped and not to mention in pain being forced to change into one of his demon forms, for the collar to work wasnt the most pleasant things in the world. he looked down and laughed a deep disturbing laugh "links rechts gerade einen Kopf , gibt es keinen Weg aus ... du bist tot" why he said this was unclear but clearly it ment something to him O.O.C Your post are the best thing in the world oh my god you are my favorite person to rp with now emotion_jawdrop emotion_kirakira
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Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2015 3:48 pm
♕ Duchess Vladimira Matrona Volkov ♕ ♙ Current Mood: Calm ♙ ♖═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═♖ Vladimira continued to read from the holy book in her hand, reveling in the sounds of anguish coming from her new pet. As much as she wanted to look up and watch the demon writhe, she could not break her concentration. From the sounds she could hear, she could imagine that the portly man was peeing himself from fright. The sight as a whole would seem to be amusing to any onlooker. Even the demon's distorted voice cursing at her threatened to make her laugh, which would draw doom for the fat man in the cage with him.
The portly man inched closer to the writhing demon, shaking wildly from fear at the monstrous sight. Böse's form now was far different from the form he had taken to frighten the man before, but it was not any less frightening. As the man stood over the demon, he jumped when he felt the dry, bony arm of the monster beneath him graze his leg. Looking back at the woman, he noticed that she was too busy reading to keep an eye on him. He knew that she could not care less about his safety and was more than willing to lock him in with the demon. With one final gulp, he knelt down and clasped the iron collar onto Böse and backed away. Upon hearing the lock on the collar clink, Vladimira ceased her reading and slammed the bible shut. With that collar around his neck, she no longer needed to read and he would be that much easier to control.
Without a second thought, Vladimira stepped into the cage and slide the holy text back into her coat. "Now that wasn't so bad, was it, my little собака?" she asked softly, finally laying eyes on the unholy visage of the once handsome man. She cracked a smile as she stood over him, thinking that the iron collar suited him. Seeing that the demon was no longer a threat, he approached her slowly and gazed down at the demon. He had never seen the beast so vulnerable before. Like the woman, he began to grin too and found the nerve to kick the beast. As the portly man assaulted her new pet, Mira flashed him a cold glare and reared her hand back, slapping the man hard with the back of her hand and causing him to fall on his fat rump.
"Как вы смеете, вы идиот жира?! Who gave you the authority to strike my precious pup?" Vladimira asked angrily, her voice chilling the fat man to the bone. The sudden shift in her frightened him greatly, and his face stung from where she struck him. Glancing down at her pet, the young duchess situated her skirt so that she could hunker down next to him. She could only imagine the hate he was feeling towards both of them, especially the fat man. As long as that collar was around his neck, the demon couldn't hurt her, but the other man in the cell did not share that luxury. "I imagine you're pretty upset, my pet, but if you promise to be a good, little dog, I'll give you a treat... Do you promise to be a good boy?" she asked softly before standing back up and smoothing out her skirt.
"If so... Sic him..." Mira added coldly, pointing at the fat man. ♖═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═♖ ((OoC: Aww! Thank you, dear! You are such a sweetheart. (: I'm enjoying myself RPing with you too!))
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2015 5:55 pm
Böse Sache(Garrett)Mood: impatient Wearing: White V-neck, grey Cardigan, and black slacks as well as some basic shoes Theme: Oomph- Sandman Böse stayed on his hands and knees as she spoke the words from the book. he watched the short man get closer to him his bony disstored hand trying to reach toward him once the collar clicked on his neck he was back to the human form he was once before. he felt his side get kicked but the man and his eyes narrowed he looked at his new mistress as she knelt down next to him. he hated being called a dog and that angered him more when she spoke a wild grin grew on his face. his body changed back into the distored being from before when she spoke the worlds from the book but when he stood he was much taller and more vicious looking "Yes mistress." he replied in a distored voice and lunged himself at the man digging the long abnormal fingers into his chest he laughed a cynical laugh before changing back to his human form and slid his bloody hand out form the man. he turned to the woman who was now his new mistress "Anything else?" he asked with a smirk on his face blood was splattered up his right arm and shoulder leading to his face. "or should we leave and go home now?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2015 9:35 pm
♕ Duchess Vladimira Matrona Volkov ♕ ♙ Current Mood: Calm ♙ ♖═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═♖ Vladimira watched with a sickening glee as the demon rose from the cell floor, reverting to his grisly form and referring to her as "mistress." As the creature lunged at the fat man, he screamed out in terror for a brief moment until the grotesque sound of rending flesh and blood splattering on the floor drowned him out. The stench that accompanied it would have made a lesser person lose their breakfast, but the duchess had experienced worse. Her father was not a forgiving man and those who wronged him or his family learned that lesson the hard way. Like the butler who thought he could get touchy with the young duchess on her twelfth birthday. She remembered that the dogs ate well that night.
"That's a good boy," Mira commented softly as she approached the demon, stepping up on her tiptoes and petting the top of his head. "Now I recommend that you eat, pet. We have a long journey ahead of us and there's no sense in wasting perfectly good meat." Once she finished speaking, she left her demonic pet aside and walked over to the corpse of the portly man. His face was twisted into a look of terror and pain. It was pitiful, but it sickened the duchess to look at. The blood leaking from his mouth was already beginning to dry, painting a dark brown outline of his jowls. He truly was a disgusting looking human and the sight of him made Mira sneer at him.
"On second thought, no. I would never let my precious, new dog eat garbage. He'd probably be too chewy and his heart worn out," Mira then commented, using the heel of her right boot to turn the flabby head of the deceased man. "My pups only get the best meat, granted if they behave... Come," she added softly, walking away from the smelly lump of flesh that littered the cage floor. As she passed by the demon, she motioned of him to follow, ignoring the other pets and clients of the market and their horrified stares. Once they were back at the estate, the young duchess would give her pet a proper meal and begin the groundworks of his training.
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2015 5:40 pm
 Myria O'Conner
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Myria scowled as she walked into the warehouse. Her parents were waiting outside, probably so they didn't have to deal with any angry outbursts from their daughter. She looked very different from them. They were both clearly human, but she.. Was something else entirely. She looked delicate. She stood 4'9" feet tall, which meant almost everyone was taller than her. There was also the fact that her every movement was full of an unearthly grace, sure of where she stepped even though she payed no attention to what was at her feet. She didn't like this place.. Hell, she didn't even like the shop where pets were treated well. Here, it was clear that no effort was being made to treat them well.
The pets were filthy and kept in cramped cages far too small for them. The disgust she felt at this was clear as she looked around. Most of them seemed pretty broken too.. They had very little life in their eyes, though, frankly, she probably wouldn't have liked any of them even if they did seem interesting. She hated the idea of pets, since she knew that was just another word for a slave. She was only here because her parents insisted. Another thing she hated was the smell.. Her nose was more sensitive than most, so it was giving her a headache.
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Company: "Pets"
Thoughts: I hate cages... ((Hope this is okay.))
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2015 7:07 pm
Böse Sache(Garrett)Mood: impatient Wearing: White V-neck, grey Cardigan, and black slacks as well as some basic shoes Theme: Oomph- Sandman Böse watched his mistress approach the body of the dead man he had an annoyed look on his face with this collar on his neck. back in his very handsome human self he watched her push the head of the man to the side and leave his cage he soon followed after her looking at the corpse as they walked out a new woman walked in she looked so sweet, what a shame she was left with a dead shop owner, but there would soon be another. the blood of the man began drying on his clothes and skin which would no doubt stain a a dark red brown color. walked out of the shop the terrified and surprised looks could be seen on passer byers at the blood stained on him.
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2015 7:47 pm
(okay, since they apparently killed the owner, we'll just put in a new owner)  It had been weeks since the previous incident, and Kyon had never seen what happened. He got brought in only today and he was luckily kept in one of the larger cages. The entire time he had been there, he had been cleaning up around him by using his telekinesis to move things away, keeping himself rather clean compared to the rest. Also unlike the other slaves, he was the only one who seemed to have a smile on his face even before anybody came close. He happily hummed to himself as he laid back, using this time to relax. Normally he'd be a little depressed if he was alone, but there were tons of other slaves around here to keep him company. A little later that day, he noticed a woman walk into the slave shop, looking at all the cages with a little disgusted look on her face. She probably hated the smell like most did. Kyon just tried to ignore it. Even though she was here, Kyon merely laid back and hummed to himself, keeping as positive as he could to try to help keep the other slaves around him in a decent mood.
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2015 8:19 pm
Myria O'Conner
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As Myria wandered through the warehouse, she did come across one pet that did stand out. For one, he was actually clean, but that wasn't what drew her attention to him. She could hear.. Humming? Quiet, but still enough noise for her ears to catch. She ended up making her way over to stand nearby. Blue eyes flicked over the area with a mild interest showing in them when she saw the lesser amount of filth. He seemed unusually relaxed.. Also happier than one would expect. Curiosity was what made her decide to approach this one. How could anyone trapped in a cage seem so cheerful about it? She stepped up close to his cage and asked, "What are you humming?" Her voice was harsh and demanding.. More like she was commanding him to tell her than asking nicely. She had an irritated scowl on her face.
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Company: "Pets"
Thoughts: What's he humming..? ((XD There are always back ups!))
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2015 8:31 pm
Kyon had been keeping to himself when the girl he noticed walk in stepped in front of his case. She didn't sound like she was in a very good mood. He stopped humming and looked up at her, a small smile on his face. "I'm not sure. I heard it on the radio a few days ago and it's stuck in my head. I think it's called Slow Ride." he answered to her, sounding like he was pretty happy. To Kyon, every day was a good day as long as you could make it one, so he wasn't too upset about being stuck in a cage.
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2015 9:07 pm
Myria O'Conner
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Myria watched the male do something rather odd for a pet. He was smiling. Actually properly smiling. Most pets in here didn't do that. In fact, she wasn't even certain if half of them were even aware of where they were anymore. They certainly looked pretty spaced out. "They actually let you listen to the radio? She scoffed softly, clearly not believing him. Aside from the annoyance though, there was also a puzzled air about her.. Like she wasn't quite sure what to think of him yet. She put one hand on one of the bars of his cage, wrapping her fingers around it to grip it tightly as she locked eyes with the white haired cheerful person. "What's your name?"
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Company: A white haired male pet
Thoughts: Odd...
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