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Yukina101

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PostPosted: Fri Mar 15, 2013 10:52 am


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❝ A Man is Not Only Judged by His Family, But How He Treats Them ❞


I am Captain Russel Morgans
But I demand that you call me Cap, I mean, Russel is fine.
I'm not that old, I am 30
Are you blind? I'm obviously Human
Here's an easy one, I'm Bisexual
You really want to know that? Fine, I was born September 21st


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Do the measurements, I'm 6'2"
I don't look it, I know, but I'm 185
I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair is Dark brown
Look closer, my eyes are Hazel
Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have I have numerous scars from my time in the service, but only one tattoo, two small baby feet with the birthdays of my twins are placed on my bicep.


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I want a slave with Velvet
Painted Brown, Yellow, maybe a Green
And a few other things, like Shield, Pan, Broom, Heart, and Child. Paint Pallet and Graduates Cap are nice but not required


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People say I tend to be Short, cold, and direct. And for the most part I am. When in the face of battle, emotions aren't meant to dwell, so I rid myself of them. But when I'm at home and around my children I'm an open happy Father. My own wasn't around much and when he was I wish he wasn't, I don't wish hat on my children so when I am home I make sure their happy, healthy and loved to the best of my abilities.

You're so nosy. Fine, I will tell you that I was raised in the military. I was born in a nursing station, slept and was kept in barracks and forts along with my mother most of my childhood, when I was allowed a childhood. My father was the top general of the army. Even the president consulted him on ideas or concerns about war and tactics, but he was a horrid parental figure. Whenever he was home he was always complaining on how I was a disappointment and how I'd never amount to anything as glorious as he, so I worked. I worked hard and long and joined the military long before I could regularly be allowed. By fifteen I was a private, a few months later I was a squadron leader. And I continued to climb the ladder of procession until I was named Captain, a few steps away from General. But it still wasn't enough for my father, and it possibly never will be. On my travels of war and mercenary work I met a young woman. She was quite pretty and very smart, so I courted her. Within a few months we were bonded but I couldn't stay. I sent letters and care packages when I could and money when I couldn't. A year or two after I left I returned to the same village we met to see it in ruins. Nearly every man woman and child had been killed, including my lovely Marigold. An old woman however showed me two identical baby girls, who each had familiar colored eyes and I knew immediately they were mine. The old woman explained that my wife had been taken by the enemy but escaped only to die in childbirth later but not without naming the two and leaving them with her. I took them and found a place to build my home for them and put in my papers for retirement. But my father wouldn't let me; he told me the army owned me and that my soul belonged to them until I payed my dept. I didn't know I had a dept, but I would pay anything to ensure the safety of my family. Currently the girls are six and living in the home I had built with a small array of servants, the only thing missing is a nanny. I attempted getting a proper one but none stayed or felt suited. I'm hoping I can find a slave that will watch over my girls while I finish paying my debts.

Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like:
ღ My children
ღ My Mother
ღ Playing with my children
ღ Staying home
ღ Going to the beach to see the ocean


I'll tell you that I don't like:
✘ My Father
✘ The military
✘ Fighting
✘ Being away from my family
✘Not being able to protect the ones I love


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A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I can I'm specialized in swords of any kind and decent at archery

The person that works my mind is not me, but Yukina101
PostPosted: Thu Mar 21, 2013 7:06 pm


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❝You and the trees are not so different. When you are cut, blood flows. When trees are cut, sap seeps.❞


I am Angelia Jay Conners
But I will let you call me Angie
I'm not that old, I am Appears 19
Are you blind? I'm obviously a Hamadryadniks
Here's an easy one, I'm Bisexual
You really want to know that? Fine, I was born April 19th


X X M o v i n gXXXo n.

Do the measurements, I'm 5'3
I don't look it, I know, but I'm 115 lbs
I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair is Auburn with slivers of black
Look closer, my eyes are Amber
Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have A oak leaf tattoo on my right hip, and several criss-crossing, jagged scars on my left calf.


X XC a l l Xm e Xs e l f i s h ,XIXd o n ' tXc a r e.

They gave me Velvet - Tamed and not posing a threat.
And colored it Light blue, green, yellow.
And from it they hung Halo, pan, music note, child, heart.


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I come across as shy and a bit suspicious of everyone around me at first. When things get too hard for me to handle, I'll usually retreat to my tree somewhere before deciding what to do about the problem, but I won't give up. I don't say much, but you can get lost in my thoughts if you manage to get any words out of me, and once I do start to get comfortable with you, you'll see that I have a sort of dry humor that I, myself, find hilarious.

Quit invading my life, It went normal, and relaxed. I had not a care in the world, and neither did my two sisters. Our little section of the forest was a pleasant one, with a creek that ran near our trees, and our roots were planted firmly. Until they came, that is. I'm not sure what gave us away. Perhaps it was that we were three beautiful women in the midst of a large forest, or maybe perhaps that we seemed to disappear into trees. Whatever the reason, the Slave Traders soon started coming by the dozens. They began hacking and burning at various trees, hoping to draw us out, and eventually they found me. When the sawing at my trunk became too much, I fell out, withering on the forest floor in pain. After restraining me, the Traders treated my leg where my tree had affected me. They uprooted my lovely giant and hauled the both of us away while they torched the rest of the forest with my sisters still within it.

Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like:
ღ Sunny days
ღ Taking my time
ღ The feel/smell of rain
ღ Settling in
ღ Cold soup


I'll tell you that I don't like:
✘ Fire
✘ Sharp objects
✘ Eating a lot of meat.
✘ Shoes/socks
✘ Restrictive clothing


X XF i n a l l y ,XW e ' r eXn e a r i n gXt h eXe n d.

A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I can I can 'communicate' with trees, and plants, and helping them grow is something I do well.

Yes, there is some side things, like My tree and I are, in a word, linked together. If it dies, then I die, and if the distance between us should become too great, then I risk incurable sickness, and possibly death. The tree I am linked with is an oak.

The person that works my mind is not me, but Pooping Popcorn

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