The year is 1699 and the long war have finally ended the humans the vampires and the werewolves have been victories in there long battles. To them it is a victory but to all the other races it is a loss. They have taken over and forced the other species into slavery. But there is hope there are some who will help the slaves to take back there lives but at the same time there are some who will completely destroy there spirits. What will happen will the slaves go free or turn into the mindless people? Its up to you decide there fate.

Name
Age
Sex
Sexuality
race
Looks
Personality
(If slave)
Collars
Tags
(If master)
Preferred collars
Preferred tags.

Collars
(Pick no more than three)
Green timid
Blue pure
Brown smart
Pink loveable
Red angry
Black dangerous
White innocent
Orange sly

Tags
(Pick no more than three)
Heart- used for personal enjoyment (friendship and the such)
Hammer – used for personal labour
Crossbones- used for personal fighter
Shield- used for personal bodyguard
Book- used for personal scribing
Broom_ used for personal cleaning
Crystal- used for any purpose

This rp follows all the rpgateway rules
Please keep it pg 13 (worse goes to worse go to pms)
Cussing is allowed but no continuous f bombs

Name moko zermank
Age 234 (looks about 18)
Sex male
Sexuality bi
race vampire
Looks
Personality happy go lucky and very nice (but plays mean games)
Master
Preferred collars
Blue pure
Pink loveable
White innocent
Preferred tags
Heart- used for personal enjoyment
Broom_ used for personal cleaning
Crystal- used for any purpose

Name- Gwenavire O’Connor
Age - 16
Sex- Female
Sexuality - Straight
race – Half angel half elf
Looks- http://media.photobucket.com/image/vamp ... 4.jpg?o=35
Personality- Kind and friendly. She can be shy at times, but mostly isn’t.
Collars- Pink, orange, and green
Tags- heart
((I hope this is good. Tell me if I need to change anything.))

moko smiled happily as he walked. he was wearing his favrite suit and he could see other looking at him. he was one of the only vampires who truly enjoyed the day he had ever since he was born. he walked to a large building that had a sign with a collar on it .he walked in and looked at the clerk at the desk. " i need two slaves perforably one male and one female." he said with a smile. "allright come on back and pick the ones you want." said the slightly chunky clerk. moko nodded and followed the man till a cage with a girl cought his eye. "now arnt you a pretty one?" he said with a smile as he looked at her with a crooked smile. "tell me whats your name love?" he asked

Gwenavire sat in her cage with her arms around her knees. She didn't like the cage. She saw someone come back which frightened her a little. He stopped by her cage and asked what her name was . "Gwenavire." She said in her soft angelic voice as she looked at the ground.

Name: Amaya Gray
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Race: Elf
Personality: Amaya is a quiet and shy girl. She's nice when you get to know her, but she seems to live inside a shell, where she hardly speaks to anyone. She's afraid of most humans, vampires and werewolves, because they killed her family, but has never voiced her fears.
Collars: Green, Blue and White
Tags: Heart and Crystal

"hmm ill call you gwen and you may call me moko or master." he said as he turned back to the clerk. "ill take her and one other." he said with a smile as he turned back to her and looked at her with his red eyes. he reached into his jacket and pulled out a apple. "you looked starved love here have a apple." he said as he put it next to her and walked away. "now then what others do you have?" he asked the portly clerk. "umm.." said the clerk as he took out a chart. "im sorry my lord it seems we only have one other in stock." the clerk said his face turning red. "oh well show me what you have." he said with a slightly annoyed look. they walked to another cage this one with another girl. "hello there love whats your name?" he said whith a smile.

Gwen watched her new master walk away and then looked at the apple. She was starving so she reached out with her pale hand and grabbed the apple and bit into it. It was sweet and crisp as she took another bie. Eventually the apple was all gone and she set the core down.

Name Kairu
Age 10
Sex Male
Sexuality Straight
race otari (Otter which knows telekenisis
Looks He has light brown fur like an otter
Personality he is happy a lot of the time
Collars Pink, white
Tags heart, broom

moko looked at the girl with his piercing red eyes. "hello amaya i am you new master moko." he siad looking into her blue eyes. "ill take her and the other one " he siad looking back at the clerk. "yes sir i will bring the papers." said the clerk. "no need i have already tacken care of that and her is you 400 kirks." he said passing him a bag of coins. "thank you sir" siad the clerk tacking the money and putting it in his pocket. "now then i will take my leace with my two slaves. said moko as he turned to the other cage . "come on gwen lets go " he turned to the girl in front of him. "you to amaya." he said tacking his hat from the rack and standing by the door.

When Gwen's feet hit the floor she shivered. She had no shoes and the ground was cold. She was still looking at the floor as she walked twords her new master. She heard the other girl singing. 'She has a nice voice.' She thought to herself. She had a nice singing voice too, but she didn't think it was as good as this girls.

moko heard the song and smiled slightly as he watched her come to his side. "your full of surprises. " he said tacking out a pair of coats from his briefcase. "here you to go you look so cold in you dresses but no worry i have some clothes at my home that you may wear." he said handing them both a jacket. "now then let us go before its gets to late shall we." he said as he walked outside exepecting them to follow his lead.

Gwen grabbed the jacket from Moko and put it on while mumbling a soft "Thank you." She fallowed him outside. The light hurt her eyes since she hadn't been outside for a long time. To help, she lifted her arm up to shade her eyes as they adjusted.

Name Jack Reid
Age 19
Sex Male
Sexuality straight
race Werewolf
Looks tall green eyes black fur
Personality caring gentle and considerate He nows how to talk human but everybody is afraid of him he just wants some friends.
Collars Blue Pure,Pink Loveable
Tags Heart,Shield,Hammer

He was very scard in his damp dark cell it ad been 3 days since He'd come here he saw te two girls aving they were extrmeley pretty he wished they wre his friends so they might get him out,He was bullied becaus he wa the only werewolf their he let out a soft cry.He eventually fell asleep dreaming he was at home he wasn't like the other werewolves he felt pity sorrow and remorse happiness and other feelings,His family was a gentle type they were slaves to but in a different prison.

moko eyes looked at the girl. "and why is that dear?" he siad as he walked to her. "are you afried of the open spaces of the world are you afried of the future?" he siad as he gently touched her face. "if your so afried than why dont we ride in a carrage?" he suggustd his red eyes staring into hers his voiced laced with his vampiree charm. "me lord it seems we do have one other slave." said the clerk running out of the store. "is that so?" he said looking at the portly man. "y..yes..me lord we do." he said a little afried of the vampire. "hmm... ask the slave if he wants the a home and if it says yes send him to my estate you will be paid there now then. "he turned to the street and whistled. a caragge came from the street and stoped in front of them. "now then let us leave." he said getting into the carrage.

Gwen got in and sat near a window. She stared out the window taking in all the sights. There were so many things that interested her out there. As she watched out the window she got a whiff af some fresh baked bread. This made her stomache growl. That apple was not enough to fill her, but she wasn't about to complain that she was hungary.

Name: Tarius Sylven
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Straight
race: Vampire
Looks: Brown hair that hits mid neck, Pale skin, eyes are hazel. Has scars around his eyes, and scars litter his body.
Personality: Quiet, gentle. Prefers to observe rather than force. Will be violent, but generally is not. (I have a picture, but cant post it?) Tarius is older than 19 but due to his time in slavery believes he is only 19. His previous master (the one who wiped his memory and made him think he's 19) used him to torture other slaves, mostly heterosexual ones.

Tags: crystal
Preferred collars: any
Preferred tags: any


Tarius walked into the market, and looked around. He wondered what he was doing here, and if he really even needed a slave. He knew from experience that slaves told how wealthy and powerful a person was- but since he didnt really converse with his species, he wasnt sure why it mattered. Sighing, he walked the row of cages slowly. He read the names and cards of the slaves, but none caught his interest.

He ran a hand through his dark brown hair, and looked around. This was pointless. He turned to walk out, but paused... his eyes catching sight of a slave.

(if accepted, theres my post. It's short because I'm on cold medicine and unfocused)