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 Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2014 1:08 pm
 Jackson Kole Take no revenge that
you have not pondered
beneath a starry sky, ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jackson eyes were on the shyer of the two red hair twins, watching his eyes. I think he is squinting, hmm, maybe he can't see right, I will have to fix that.... he thought to himself and them looked at the other male as he spoke. Jacks then turned to look for a guard before looking back at the twins.
"I will be right back, get reedy to leave...," Jackson said not bothering to answer the male's question about him being to serious, he did not care what they thought of him as long as they both work hard and did everything he said from cleaning to the more hard core things.
Jackson walked over to a guard and then started to talk to him about the red haired twin boys. They then talked over the price, "that sounds great....do we have a deal then," the guard said sticking his hand out and then Jacks took it making the deal. Then the pair of then walked back over to where the twin's where in there carpeted cage.
"So, are you ready, yet....," Jackson said looking from the shy one to the more flirty one, then thinking to himself, this is going to be fun I get two for almost the price of one, dam I am good. He then looked at the guard as he unlocked the cage door.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ or on a canyon overlook,
or to the lapping of waves
and the mewing of a distant gull.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2014 3:27 pm
Wiliam and Damien
If I was alone, would you come running...
William watched the male in complete anticipation until he spoke. Damien was the first to react, his grip on William's sleeve tightened and he blushed furiously. They were actually getting a master! It was slightly nerve wracking, of course the two wanted one but the shyer was not exactly taking into account what that meant. William was pretty unphased by the gravity of the situation and more by the fact that a master was purchasing them together!
William hurried to get Damien's book and Damien was left without his hands holding anything. For a minute he was alone and he watched the dark blotch behind the bars walk towards another blotch. It was reality. Finally when William got back to his brother he gave the other his sleeve. "Are you happy yet LB?" William chimed.
"Does he look nice? Does he look like he'll be mean to us?" Damien said quietly, not wanting to let the other male know he was basically blind without any glasses. "Of course, uh...he's looks pretty nice." He said softly before raising his hand to his head to scratch it nervously. He was hot as hell but his facial expressions seemed very angry all the time...maybe watching Damien be so cute all the time would help him smile more.
When the cage was opened the two exited and William was first to stretch. "Oh god finally! I understand they gave us a carpet but a bed would have been fantastic..." His charming voice was clearly showing his excitement to be free, from the cage anyway. "So, master, let's go." He said with a soft wink before taking his brother's hand softly, ready to lead him.
Damien simply bowed softly to him when he started to memorize his blotch. "Thank you..." That's funny, it's almost like you assume you're going to be alone someday...
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2014 10:24 pm
Jackson Kole Take no revenge that
you have not pondered
beneath a starry sky, ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jackson looked from one of the red haired twins to the other one before turning to the door of the pet shop and then taking a step closer to it before saying, "let's go the both of you....". He then walked to the door and opened it, waiting for them to walked outside.
Once they where all outside, Jackson walked over to his truck and opened the back door then looking at the twins and saying, "get in...." After then got in he then closer the door and walked to the other side of the truck. Jacks then got in and started the truck, leaving the Pet Shop and going to The Kole Manner....((rest of the post in The Kole Manner))...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ or on a canyon overlook,
or to the lapping of waves
and the mewing of a distant gull.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2014 9:52 pm
Ace_Price Price was sitting in his cage wondering how many days it has been since they had captured him, it was a nice place it seemed to be on the outside, but inside the cage didn't make him too happy. He didn't know any of these people and didn't know what right he even had so he stayed quiet to not anger anyone or be beaten like he had seen prior. He hoped he could either make an attempt to escape or get really lucky with a new owner. Either way he knew it might get ruff and he scratched behind his ears for comfort as his tail laid motionless  Alisha Slaughter
The boy had been there for precisely 2 days, 16 hours, 23 minutes, and ...24 minutes. Alisha had found him roughly around his 16th hour on the first day-she knew because she had looked into his the information the shop had on him. The folder had been thin but it held all the cold facts such as his name, cage number, age, and arrival time-all of which she had been obsessing over since she first crossed him. Dogs were her favorite animal having been grown up around them day in and day out and now she'd actually found a dog-BOY!? It was a tiny miracle that he seemed so perfect but alas this was a public shop after all, what if someone else had intended to buy him? Or what if HE didn't like HER? Oh, she'd been practically pulling her hair out of her skull over the little worries that always stopped her from actually approaching the cage. Right up to that moment, when ever she'd come to see him she would always stand off in the corner and stare at him wondering what to say, worrying about nothing, and watching to see if anyone else was going to pick him up...worst yet the longer she stared the more sure of it she was that he hated for acting so weird and cowardly. Dogs could smell it after all, the nerves giving off a literal stench of fright. Try as she might she couldn't couldn't a peep out-no hello, goodbye, kiss my a**, or anything.
Today would be different though! She had gathered her courage and brought a back up plan to renew herself to him! What do dogs like more than shredding stuffed toys and belly rubs...smoked deer jerky. She had stuffed a zip lock baggy full of her homemade jerky and hid it in her purse just in case she couldn't work up the nerve to say anything again. As she stood in her usual spot, her palms already clammy from wringing the wrinkles in her shirt, she slipped her hand in her purse to feel for the plastic baggy. She had to keep a look out for the guards, they seemed rather strict around here and she didn't want to be asked to leave or get banned from the shop before she could talk to him just because she tried to feed the merchandise. No one was paying attention and she'd noted in her time there that his cage was in a perfect blind spot from the cameras, Alisha took a big breath and forced her thick lead legs into motion. She thought she was acting normal and casual but in reality, moving suspiciously fast and fidgety like the spaz she truly was for all her lacking in confidence and social grace. She had marched, her heeled boots clickety-clicking like a typist on a keyboard, up to the bars in the cage and threw the baggy at him!
Later she had to be honest with herself, she panicked. Immediately after "giving" him the jerky, she took off for the door like a bat out of hell with lightning at her heels! She spent the whole night crying when the memory of that moment painted itself in her retrospect. The baggy had hit him in the FACE! SHE THREW MEAT AT HIM AND HIT HIM IN THE FACE-she was the most terrible person in the world according to her for the rest of the night. How was she supposed to make that up? She watched herself cry in the mirror near her bed and put some thought into it, tearing herself down all the while. Poor boy was sitting bored in a cage having some creepy girl with chunky thighs and pathetic B cup boobs with banana nipples staring at him, the same girl throwing stuff at him-IN THE FACE no less-and what if the jerky was no good either?! It would be just her luck that she packed the least and most over flavored bits, the driest pieces, or worse...what if he was allergic to red meat!? She rolled over with the pillow pressed to her face screamed her frustrations into the the feather down insides that were always ready to listen to her nonsense. Eventually she let herself be and went to off to sleep.
That next day, She'd rode her bike home from campus covered in raw eggs again courtesy of the cheerleaders who didn't like her using the bike stand they like to lean on while flirting with jocks for actual bike related storage and marched herself into a shower with a new vigor. She could still hear the head cheerleaders remark echoing in her head, "Only way that girl's getting a guy is if she pays one!" Skinny fake blonde umpalumpa tan b***h. Alisha was sure it was her that had smashed the eggs INSIDE her backpack. ******** the books, she'd get new ones! Right now she was too angry-at the perfect girls, the world, herself for being such a scaredy-cat, and the Price for rejecting her jerky. Really she didn't know if he did or didn't, the anger directed at him was in no way his fault-he hadn't done anything but exist-but girls be crazy and she was mad...he'd have to get used it because she was done window shopping for what she wanted! Screw anybody else that wanted him-she saw him first and she was going to pay for him first! All cleaned up, wearing her good date night clothes, and make up she took a taxi down to the pet shop and let her debit card dance away a chunk of her allowance from the grant her parents sent every month. She hadn't even stopped at Price's cage,just waltzed right up to the broker at the counter and took care of it-no hello, goodbye, kiss my a** or anything.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2014 9:29 am
 Price had been in the shop minding his own business for the most part, but always felt like something or someone was watching him and it wasn't just the cameras or the owner of the shop that happened to come by to check on all of them. It felt different, like this entity wanted him for some reason. He was not sure as to why or even if this was true, but it felt strange none the less. He could not do anything about it and all the more reason to try and stay in the relative safety of his cage as maybe it would somehow protect him from whatever outside source would try and cause him harm. This outside source was afraid if not timid though, as Price's nose was good enough to smell some things at least and it became stronger the more he focused on it. His nose was not as good as an actual canines, but it was close and he felt as though he could trust his gut on that whoever this person was, was not going to just approach him. On his second day He felt the stare and sniffed the timidness off to the side. Still no view of who this was, but thought maybe a female as it had the hint of perfume? He was not entirely sure and tried to keep his mind off of the subject though it was kind of distracting. He tried to play mind games or think of things to entertain himself as the day had dragged on prior to this presense and found now thinking on it. This person was actually making time go by faster than if he or she had not been there. It was like a sick game in a way. If the person was not there, his time waiting for a new master as he hated to think about it would make his stay almost unbearable and if he or she was there then the time sped up ever so slightly. It was a burden he accepted and hoped that something would happen to make this stare stop. He tried to see who was watching him, but the glass to the outside seemed to be blocked by his own cage so whoever was looking in could see him, but not like wise. It was as if his prayers were answered as the smell in that location disappeared and he shifted his head towards the outside of the cage. With a open and close of the store shop door, the walking to his cage, a fling, and then a dash, he had been hit in the face by something by whoever was watching him for all this time. He shook the disbelief and the quick pain off as he looked to the culprit. It was a girl, not sure of the age, but she seemed frantic. Kinda cute actually if not stalkerish and almost terrifying. He looked down to see a bag with treats inside and couldn't help but grin at the opening of the bag. The smell shotgunned his nose and with one taste he felt like he was in heaven. Meat was one of his favorite things and jerky was like a god send so he tried to make the flavor last as long as he could as well as have the jerky last all the day. After the bag was empty he looked out in to the dark store as it was now night time and wondered if the girl would appear again. He didn't think she was truly bad and he didn't even know the true reason she was watching him... Maybe she will speak to him tomorrow. The next day's morning had gone slowly again like the last and the girl was taking longer to come see him than normal, maybe she was done with him or maybe she was not coming today. He was a bit worried as to what had happened to her and where she was, but tried not to think on it as he played with his own tail a bit. He usually kept it inside his pants, but he was bored and couldn't think of much else to do so he flicked it side to side and back and forth. Half an hour went by before he heard two men start to open his cage. The moment it was opened they placed a muzzle on him along with a leash. He was confused at first until they started to lead him up to the counter. Apparently someone had bought him, and even more surprising it was the girl who kept staring at him. He was a bit frightened to say the least, but he hoped everything would be okay as he looked her in the eyes. His leash being handed to her and the men thanking her for her purchase.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2014 7:03 pm
Alisha Slaughter
Alisha's attitude had held up against the anxiety during the purchase but now that she'd calmed down, and started to feel good about accomplishing something, the fact that Price was not only coming to see her but going to LIVE with her in her home put a brick in her stomach. She felt sick over all the nasty things she'd thought about him unfairly-about how he might have hated her cooking but that train of thought lead her to a daydream about having him at her dinner table. She'd wear an apron and make a big roast in the slow cooker pot with carrots and potatoes, bake a small cake-Vanilla with strawberry icing since dogs shouldn't eat chocolate. He'd eat everything and it would be perfect and see how considerate she'd been with the cake and show her his appreciation with affection. Involuntarily, she had started to findle with her fingers as the fantasy went on, smiling and blushing like a deviant little weirdo. Maybe he be so grateful he'd say things like "you're so awesome", or maybe he'd give her a hug! She blushed the same deep cherry red as her hair when she considered the very real possibility that a boy her age that she wasn't related to might kiss her on the cheek soon! She was making goofy little noises as she played with her fingers thinking about what was going to happen when she got him home when a gentle tinkle of a bell announced that a person was going to be coming into the main lobby any second.
All the color drained from her face until she was sheet white, standing straight backed and facing the door so far away from ready it could only be funny to an onlooker. I'm not gonna panic...I'm not going to panic, she panicked silently, looking him in the eye as he looked back at her. She noted that they had the same shade of brown in their eyes. Why did her chest hurt all of a sudden? It was sort of like a buckling sensation...almost like she was ...DAMMIT b***h BREATH!! She forced herself to inhale, her body responding to the need for air more loudly than she would have liked. She had to play it cool now, deflect and hid the sharp noise and how nervous she was, Just say, "Hello, I'm Alisha and you're gonna come live with me".
She had the words picked out but they jammed up at the last minute, her throat drying out and clamping shut. She kept her eyes down on the leash in her hand and settled for something simple, look up at him and smile. Everything was going to be fine and with the way she'd been acting she would have to make sure he understood that. When she did look up though, the sight of his ears finally gave her some clarity. Price was a boy but he was also a Dog and dogs were something she knew well. She should just approach him like he was any other foster from the shelter. The guards that had brought him out to her had finally left so no one was witness to her strange attempt to make friends with a boy by using dog courting tactics-starting with her reaching out to rub under his chin and work up to his pointed dog ear, "I bet you're a good boy aren't you, is it okay if I'm your new mama? I'll cook good food for you everyday and you'll sleep inside, and I have lots of other doggies for you to play with so you won't ever be lonely even when I have to go away to classes. Doesn't that sound good, does that sound good?"
She had let herself get carried away and had slipped into a baby talk voice like he was an actual dog that might be soothed by that. Her scratching on him slowed steadily and she pulled her hands back, shying away from him at the full length of the leash, and blushing darkly. Great, if he didn't think she was creepy and stupid he sure did now! He might be a dog as much as a boy but that didn't mean she could forget he was still intelligent and had boundaries.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2014 3:10 am
His new owner was kind of cute actually, especially by how she wore the dress and make up. Her shyness only helped that fact, but he thought that she was really timid which explained why she was watching him for so long. It wasn't that she was trying to harm him, or that she thought anything bad about him, it was that she was too shy to say anything or even approach him. He looked his new owner up and down and saw her twiddle her hand not really sure what she was doing, but decided not to speak until spoken too. Soon the guards left though and his owner's face turned bright red for some reason as she started to try and say something, but couldn't find the words and Price almost spoke himself to try and start the conversation. She surprised him by starting to rub his chin and start sweet talking him. He just let her do as she pleased, but it was kinda embarrassing and he blushed as she worked his way up to his ear. He didn't like being treated like a dog this way in the speech, but he did like the rubs which could kind of be seen as he leaned into the hand a bit. It wasn't until she pulled away and blushed that he even realized how embarrassed he was either. The both of them standing there blushing wasn't helping and he slowly looked around the room which seemed so much bigger on the outside, down at his collar that was tight around his neck, and then finally followed the leash to the girl who held him in her arms. He was lucky to have gotten someone who was going to care for him and even if he didn't like the idea of being a slave, he wasn't so opposed to being hers as she had shown interest in him, was nice, and by what he had heard her say, she was going to take care of him so why not go along with her and try and make her life better too? The silence dragged on for a long few seconds before he finally decided to speak up and try to get things rolling. " H-Hello. My name is Price, I hope we can make each other happy." The moment the words came out of his mouth he blushed and realized how that must have sounded. He thought himself to be an idiot at this point and he knew he should have said something different, but that was what had popped out. He mentally wanted to hit himself, was this really going to be his first impression on his new owner?! Oh how he wished he could have gone back in time and said something more intelligent or just better, maybe to make her see he wasn't just an animal. He couldn't get rid of the blush either and just looking at her in the face was hard now as he became a bit heated. He scratched the side of his head at this point and positioned himself to be standing next to her so that she could lead him " Lead the way master." He finally says trying to hide his blush and get them out of the store before she decides to return him and put him back in the cage. He wasn't sure how to make her comfortable, but he thought that giving her pushes in the right direction of what to do might speed things along and give her confidence to actually do what she wanted. He was shy in regards to new people and women mostly, but he did have an idea on how to approach things so maybe he could help out his timid master.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2014 4:20 am
 August RougeAugust paced in his cage quietly, extremely nervous. He was used to being sold, but this kind of environment was new to him. Plus, all the others looked much better than he did. Gus bit his lip nervously, and tugged on his jacket. He was starting to get tired of pacing in his small cage, and his wrists were still sore from being cuffed. He sighed softly, and sat down, tugging on his jacket some more and messing with his hair.
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2014 4:47 pm
 Name: Mikarur Age: 17 Status: Slave Species: Fallen angel Bio: Mikarur has never had a master before and needs to be broken in. She is feisty and very independent. Mikarur is also loyal and protective of people she cares for. She also likes to have fun and hates being inside where she can't stretch her wings. Be careful because she likes to bite.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2014 12:19 pm
Alisha Slaughter
She had almost been ready to cry, this was all so dumb! Why did she have to be so impulsive? Then she heard him speak and even though the words were just a blur to her, she found herself fixating on the sound. He had a good voice, not to deep but still quite bass and masculine. It was a safe voice. She felt his warmth as he slipped in beside her and passed her guard...more like she let him in than him sneaking around trying to get an edge. That's when she realized she truly had been foolish. He understood his role, expected no kindness at all and was prepared to forfeit his personal power to her will. She could make him do anything just by asking for what she wanted..."Could you address me as 'My Lady'? Just for today though." She had to bit back a big grin, keep herself from floating away in the moment, and pushed her bangs off to one side. It was a wasted gesture as her bangs were too short to reach her ear and mostly fell back into place again.
That decided, She lead the way out to the Taxi and directed them home to 4992 North Gooseberry Road.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2014 6:08 pm
 Lacie walks into the room with her hood up, though her eyes glance around for something interesting. Slowly she walks over to August and sits on the ground outside of the cage. She carefully straightens out her dress, carefully tucking some hair away from her face. The some how reminded her of a lone wolf to her, but maybe he wouldn't want to go home with her. "Hello..." she says with a soft voice and a kind smile.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 12:17 am
August RougeAugust lifted his head at the girl sitting in front of his cage. He hid his excitement, since he figured no one wanted him. Leaning in closer to the cage bars, he smiled softly, but cautiously. She could be cruel Auggie... watch it.. his conscious yelled, almost rattling his brain. "Hello, I am August, but you can call me "pet".. That's fine. I'll do whatever you wish, although I'm not too great at 'knock-knock' jokes.." he murmured softly. Tugging on his shirt, he sat up on his knees, and flipped his shaggy, yet perfect hair. His appearance itself usually is what pet owners were looking at, but no one seemed to notice his intelligence and obedience. He hoped she'd take him with her. He really didn't even care if he lived in a card board box after this, at least he could get the hell out of this cage, and this "shop". It was highly irritating. The pets that cried were the worst. They should be excited that some one is interested in them, not afraid. It's their own fault they couldn't be masters. At least, that's what August was taught. He gazed at the girl though. Inspecting her, he realized she seemed nice. But he knew if she chose him, she would be his master, she could do what ever she wanted. So his excitement kind of faded, but he didn't let her notice. He sat back down completely and smiled again, while his eyes sparkled just enough to look like he was happy, and hopefully attractive, although, he was in a cage, so that didn't matter much.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 6:47 am
Lacie heard he wasn't good with knock knock jokes, "What do you called an illegally parked frog?.......toad!". She knows the joke is lame but she doesn't know many herself, once and a while the lady who she brings goodies tells her jokes. She continued with a soft smile, My name is Lacie Red, but my friend calls me "Little Red".. She's never had a perfect hair day, so she admires his hair which seemed perfect to her. His jacket and cloths also looked cool where as hers were a bit childish or old fashion and what the old lady calls Lolita. She felt nervous to be doing this, but no perfect stranger would want to live in the middle of no where with her. "Do...Do you want to be my friend and come home with me?" she asked quietly and nervous as she looked down, playing with her fingers.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 6:58 am
August RougeHe smiled softly at the girl, and chuckled a little when he heard her joke. Gus was a little weary, since no master had never been nice, or even considered him a friend. She must be the masters child or something, there was no way any one could want him. If they did, it would be more of a sex slave than any thing, just like his mother was. Looking around, he looked back to the girl and nervously smiled. "Yes. Please get me out of this cage. I'll do whatever you want.. Oh, that sounded better in my head.." he rambled nervously, and tugged on his shirt collar once more. He waited until the cage was opened before stepping out of it, and stretching head to toe. Gus yawned quietly. He hadn't slept in what felt like days, but he knew he wasn't going to get much sleep anyways. Hopefully he could remain in a home longer than a week, unless it was torture, then he wouldn't know what to do with himself. "S-So, are you my master?" he asked nervously. Not wanting to get yelled at or beaten for being disrespectful. He flinched slightly before the girl answered, preparing himself for any thing that happened. Come on, Auggie, why are you so stupid? Just shut your mouth before it's too late, you idiot..Auggie nervously looked at the ground. He didn't want to make eye contact, because that could be a huge no-no. But he for once felt liked.. and that was a new, bubbly feeling. He never expected a master to be nervous or polite. Well maybe she's new at this.. but she's waayy too young to be my master.. he thought to himself. He was always second-guessing himself. He had to stop that, or this could be a total disaster, and he'd end up in the warehouse.
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