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TeenInk "I'm a firm believer in Karma." - Emma Watson in Sofia Coppola's The Bling Ring featured at Cannes Film Festival... http://t.co/AtwVoR8xyT
So I've been seeing alot a slave 1x1 and decided to try one out myself.Anyways one to the Roleplay plot....
There is alternate world where there is still slaves.Often the poor sell their young into slavery or they get turned into slaves.Common families usally have only one slave while the rich have many slaves.They can have personal slaves too but only after they turn 16.We'll be focusing on a girl who just turned 16 and is getting her very own slave.
So will anyone do it?
I'll do this 1x1 with you
((Thank you Endless.Do you wanna be the boy or the girl?))
((I'd be willing to do either really.))
((I'll do boy then.Do you want it to be a mature romance or not?))
((I do mature romance altough I'm willing for either. Do we need to post skellies?))
((This is a hard decision......Let me go ask Cleverbot))
((Well first I do have a question. What kind of life is my character going to be used to? Rich family, lots of slaves waiting on them, her personal slave as a birthday present...?))
((Rich life with alot a slaves and a personal slave for birthday present))
((Okay then. She'll probably be a bit used to being spoiled...))
Amelia tapped her foot impatiently. They'd promised her a big surprise but she had to stand there and wait. What would it be? Certainly not another slave...they had so many already. Then again, it was her sixteenth birthday and she had hinted that she'd like to have her own...
She brushed her black curls out of her blue eyes and sighed, trying to calm and be patient.
Micheal shivered as they carried him in cage to some place.That could be excpected since he was wearing a raglike shirt and shorts.His green eyes darted all over the place taking in his surroundings.His raggedy dirty blonde hair fell on his shoulders and occisainly got in his eyes.Finnaly to the people who were carring him dropped him and the cage infront of some girl.Most likely his new master.
Amelia's eyes lit up, but other than that she seemed rather unreadable. "Well I believe this one is quite nice." She frowned just slightly. "He'll need to be cleaned up though." She looked over at her father. "Is he really mine?"
He smiled and nodded, and Amelia smiled for his sake. She wasn't sure how she felt about this yet. She had yet to decide if she really liked this present. "Well send him off to get cleaned up and get some better clothes on him. Such rags tend to irk me." She turned on her heel and left the room.
Ghostly-Ninja replied...Micheal was taken to out of the cage and was forced to walk to a large bathroom.As he was alone he took off his rags and wash the filth off his body.It had been so long since he had a shower.If you were looking in at this time you could see bruises and a few scars over his body.These were from previous masters.A few minutes went by before another slave opened the door and ordered him to get out .Then he dropped some clothes before slamming the door and leaving.Micheal got out and looked at the clothes.
((What kind of clothes would they be?))
((I don't know. Nothing too nice, he'd still have to be easily recognized as a slave, but she also wouldn't want him to look like a street rat.))
Amelia sat in her bedroom, running a comb through her hair. That was something she'd make him do; tend to her hair. She was also trying to decide if she'd do like most slave owners and name their personal slaves themselves, or if she should call him by his real name. Or she could call him something of an insult, but that didn't really give her as much fun as it would others. She'd set orders for him to be sent to her room as soon as he was cleaned up.
The clothes were were a poorly made grey shirt and grey pants.Micheal put them on and stepped out of the bathroom.He had orders to go up to his master's bedrooom but it was such a big house.Micheal frowned and went upstairs.He opened the first door he spotted and saw his master."Ummm you callled"Micheal said quietly but just loud enough for Amelia to hear..
Amelia looked up and her eyes lit up again but she did the same as before, keeping her face unreadable. "Ah, yes, shut the door and come stand before me. I want to take another look at you now that you're nice and clean." She had an edge of what might have been excitement or happiness in her voice despite her efforts to control it.
