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 Posted: Tue Sep 28, 2010 8:28 pm
username: Torgs-Hammer-o-Logic
name you wish your pets to call you: Master Dami, Dami
bio: Damion aka 'Dami' is a good-natured, and light hearted man. His appearance and presence is taken as dark and forboding at first, and he may well be. He is standoffish, with a quick and venomous tongue if he senses he greatly dislikes a person. Nonetheless he is friendly, quiet and helpful. But, he is also an older gent now, in his mid-to late twenties and only beginning the life of a Master. He was taken into the world of servitude at a young age, and has spent many a year perfecting and honing his charms and wit when in the presence of all varieties of people. His beloved Master had since married, and had children, which Dami stayed on for a while longer before politely requesting his dismissal from the sides of two people he had been companion to for many years.
Dami is a gentile and forgiving Master, having little tolerance for punishments, as he had seen the harsher side of the life he lives. He believes that patience and a smile can win over anyone, and is most interested in friendship and companionship from any pets he may take. His primary choice are broken and past abused pets to help heal them, as his own beloved Master and his spouse had done for him so long ago.
apperance:
powers(if any, limit 3): None.
how often your online: Everyday.
Your pets names (and usernames):
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Posted: Tue Sep 28, 2010 8:48 pm
Dami pushed the door open to his room, smiling, pleased to see his belonging already inside and waiting to be unpacked. Entering the room he hunched down and slid the pack off his back letting it sit on the bed for now. The pint sized Elf Owl perched on his shoulder spread her wings and cooe'd softly as she took a quick fly around the room, shrilling excitedly. He smiled, holding his hand out for the full grown owl to perch once more perfectly in the palm of his open hand.
"Well Strix, what do you think? And look, you got a window,"He said to his small bird, crossing the room to the large window and unclasped it, opening it wide so the fresh air of the quiet night seeped into the room. A soft breeze rustled the curtains hanging beside the window. Strix unfolded her small wings and flapped them once, twice, taking off to explore her new hunting grounds. As for the human himself, he turned around, brushing a hand through his black tresses and exhaled a sigh."Ok.. now.. where to begin.." musing out loud, he toed the boxes and bags. He never knew he had so much stuff. First things first, he explored the room, surprised to see it more resembled a small flat apartment then a room, even having a small kitchenette with a refrigerator, microwave, and sink. Nice, he thought, and opened the refrigerator to see how big it was. Surprisingly, and thankfully, it was already stocked. More gratefully, was a bottle of wine already sitting chilled. He found an opener after shifting through a few drawers, found a glass, filled it, and began the ardous task of unpacking, decorating, and organizing the room.
Hours later, he finally found himself at a stopping point, finishing the remaining drops in his wine glass, and uneventfully flopped down onto his bed and fell into a fast, dreamless sleep.
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 9:55 pm
Luna walked down the hall and suddenly stopped. She turned and looked at the closed door and took a deep breath before knocking on the door. She waited patiently as she tied her herb bag around her waist so it was hanging on her left hip.
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