Introduction
For almost 500 full years, a piece of land was owned by a king. The king was merciless and made his slaves do his own work. The king dies, another one takes his place. Just as cruel or worse. The slaves' parents and grandparents and great parents were all slaves too. Some were caught and brought into the slave camp. Torture hit the slaves if they lacked work. If they were to weak or old to work then they would be tortured to death. Some slaves had tried to escape, but all have failed. The camp grounds is just guarded and too secured. Most of the slaves do not try to ditch, for it is impossible. However, a spark ignites in one of the slaves. He was brought into the camp only a year ago. His occupation was a great mercenary. At night he taught the slaves how to defend themselves and use weapons. Many followed his ways. One slave though, reported in what he did in order to get 10 pieces of silver. The next day guards came to kill him where he stood. The man killed 13 guards with just a shovel before he was killed. Many of the slaves were impressed and decided to rebel. They would form a small organization and figure out how to get out stealthy. Force is out of the question, for the advantage is with the king. And the advantage is too great.
Setting: The camp grounds is covered by 40 feet tall granite walls. Guards flood the area and watch posts are scattered throughout. The campgrounds is the shape of an oval. A little spot contains a booth where the slaves get there food or report something to get money, depending on the report. Another small area is settled with tiny tents and sleeping bags for the slaves. The rest of the area is just for digging and mining and packing and building, etc. The top of the oval though has a gate. One gate to get in and another gate to get into the slave section. The gates only open at 3:30 to drop off building materials and food.
10:00/12:00 AM - 5:30 AM: Sleep for slaves.
5:31 - 6:00: Breakfast and preparation for slaves.
6:01 - 10:30: Mining.
10:31 - 12:00: Digging.
12:01 - 3:00: Packing, Transporting items, dirt, and m: nerals.
3:01 - 4:00: Break.
4:01 - 8:00: Building.
8:01 - 9:59: Dinner.
10:00 - 12:00: Free time.
Open Roles:
Helping Hound
Slave
Slave
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Head Camp Commander
Camp Guard
Tracking Hound
Character Skeleton for slaves:
Name:
Gender:
Background:
Appearance: (Anything besides description)
Outfit: (Description is good)
Other:
Character Skeleton of Slave Holders:
Name:
Gender:
Weapon:
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Other:
This is medieval ages so no powers or magic.
Setting: The camp grounds is covered by 40 feet tall granite walls. Guards flood the area and watch posts are scattered throughout. The campgrounds is the shape of an oval. A little spot contains a booth where the slaves get there food or report something to get money, depending on the report. Another small area is settled with tiny tents and sleeping bags for the slaves. The rest of the area is just for digging and mining and packing and building, etc. The top of the oval though has a gate. One gate to get in and another gate to get into the slave section. The gates only open at 3:30 to drop off building materials and food.
10:00/12:00 AM - 5:30 AM: Sleep for slaves.
5:31 - 6:00: Breakfast and preparation for slaves.
6:01 - 10:30: Mining.
10:31 - 12:00: Digging.
12:01 - 3:00: Packing, Transporting items, dirt, and m: nerals.
3:01 - 4:00: Break.
4:01 - 8:00: Building.
8:01 - 9:59: Dinner.
10:00 - 12:00: Free time.
Open Roles:
Helping Hound
Slave
Slave
______________________
Head Camp Commander
Camp Guard
Tracking Hound
Character Skeleton for slaves:
Name:
Gender:
Background:
Appearance: (Anything besides description)
Outfit: (Description is good)
Other:
Character Skeleton of Slave Holders:
Name:
Gender:
Weapon:
Skill:
Occupation:
Appearance:
Other:
This is medieval ages so no powers or magic.
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Loki was furious at the slave for laying hands on him, so, as Dragomir was kneeling over his work site, he went over quickly and delivered a swift kick to his stomach, and then called over to the girl,
"You won't receive any special treatment girl, no water canteens are given to slaves." They've pushed too far now, time to put them all in line! He thought, an enraged look on his face, If I don't do this, then it risks blowing my cover. "Men, come and relieve this slave of his tools!" He shouted to his guards, pointing at Dragomir, "And give them to the girl." She worked with Dragomir's tools, or with no tools.
"Also, seeing as you admitted to your crimes, you will be working all day today, excluding meal time, until 11, both of you."
"If either of you challenge me again, especially you," Loki said, looking at Dragomir, "It'll be a blade meeting your stomach, not my boot." He said, threateningly.
He began to walk away, his guards circling around him. He had earned their respect for dealing with the slaves. "Also, it is 10:30, all slaves move to the digging site!"
"You won't receive any special treatment girl, no water canteens are given to slaves." They've pushed too far now, time to put them all in line! He thought, an enraged look on his face, If I don't do this, then it risks blowing my cover. "Men, come and relieve this slave of his tools!" He shouted to his guards, pointing at Dragomir, "And give them to the girl." She worked with Dragomir's tools, or with no tools.
"Also, seeing as you admitted to your crimes, you will be working all day today, excluding meal time, until 11, both of you."
"If either of you challenge me again, especially you," Loki said, looking at Dragomir, "It'll be a blade meeting your stomach, not my boot." He said, threateningly.
He began to walk away, his guards circling around him. He had earned their respect for dealing with the slaves. "Also, it is 10:30, all slaves move to the digging site!"
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Karren suddenly sat up. She was in her bunk. She looked down at her bruised and cut-up hand, shaking slightly. Her entire body was littered with cuts, scrapes and bruises. She looked around. She had no indication of what time it was, until...
"Also, it is 10:30, all slaves move to the digging site!", someone outside shouted.
Ten thirty?!, she thought to herself. I've been out for five hours already?! I should get to work... Just then, she remembered the man from earlier; Marigold. She remembered that he somehow managed to get her the day off. She sighed. She wanted to work today. There was little to do here but work. Working while in so much pain would just be a new experience for her; a fresher take on her life now as a slave. Beside that, if she went to work, she would get to at least be with other slaves, other like-minded ones. She stood up and stretched, the hard, uncomfortable bed wreaking havoc on her bones. She snatched up her tools, her shovel and her pick ax, and brought the ax up to rest upon her shoulder. She left the tent her bunk was located in and headed for the digging site. As she walked, she wiped dried blood from her cheek. She maneuvered herself towards Loki, gently bumping into him as she walked by. She didn't even look back after she did. She absently swung the shovel around in her palm, surprisingly dexterous with it. She kept her eyes straight as she walked, headed straight for the dig site. Her bare feet stepped on sharp rocked and gravel, and she barely seemed to notice. To others, it would seem like she was a completely different person from this morning, five hours ago. She seemed to exude fearlessness and confidence. In actuality, she founded the pain from the beating she suffered a welcome change; something else to think about instead of hunger and dehydration and family she hadn't seen in years and friends she'd never see again. Her eyes were as cold and as hard as the stone walls that encased them, that imprisoned them. Her lips curled into the slightest of frowns.
"Also, it is 10:30, all slaves move to the digging site!", someone outside shouted.
Ten thirty?!, she thought to herself. I've been out for five hours already?! I should get to work... Just then, she remembered the man from earlier; Marigold. She remembered that he somehow managed to get her the day off. She sighed. She wanted to work today. There was little to do here but work. Working while in so much pain would just be a new experience for her; a fresher take on her life now as a slave. Beside that, if she went to work, she would get to at least be with other slaves, other like-minded ones. She stood up and stretched, the hard, uncomfortable bed wreaking havoc on her bones. She snatched up her tools, her shovel and her pick ax, and brought the ax up to rest upon her shoulder. She left the tent her bunk was located in and headed for the digging site. As she walked, she wiped dried blood from her cheek. She maneuvered herself towards Loki, gently bumping into him as she walked by. She didn't even look back after she did. She absently swung the shovel around in her palm, surprisingly dexterous with it. She kept her eyes straight as she walked, headed straight for the dig site. Her bare feet stepped on sharp rocked and gravel, and she barely seemed to notice. To others, it would seem like she was a completely different person from this morning, five hours ago. She seemed to exude fearlessness and confidence. In actuality, she founded the pain from the beating she suffered a welcome change; something else to think about instead of hunger and dehydration and family she hadn't seen in years and friends she'd never see again. Her eyes were as cold and as hard as the stone walls that encased them, that imprisoned them. Her lips curled into the slightest of frowns.
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Dove watch as everything went on, mostly ignoring Marigold when he talked. She watch as Dragomir walked away and as Loki kicked him. This filled her with rage. She really didn't expect him to give her the water cantine anyways, but kicking him? Wow. Her face swelled with the color of red from frustration and anger as Loki walked away. She walked near Dragomir and handed him the pick axe. "Sorry. You should've just let them be. I would've been fine." She said angerily.
She looked at him and then the pick axe she was handing out towards him. "I don't really know how to work it, so you can have it." She said dropping it on the ground as she picked up the shovel. She took her anger out on the dirt and the shovel while digging. She was fully done taking her rage out when she had just only dug about an inch whole, even though it took her about half an hour. She looks back at him, and then at Loki. A blade to his stomach? Please, he couldn't even punish me more harshly, well, Im not complaining. She thought, leaning on the shovel; as it tipped far to the right as if she was going to fall, but she stayed perfectly balanced.
She looked at him and then the pick axe she was handing out towards him. "I don't really know how to work it, so you can have it." She said dropping it on the ground as she picked up the shovel. She took her anger out on the dirt and the shovel while digging. She was fully done taking her rage out when she had just only dug about an inch whole, even though it took her about half an hour. She looks back at him, and then at Loki. A blade to his stomach? Please, he couldn't even punish me more harshly, well, Im not complaining. She thought, leaning on the shovel; as it tipped far to the right as if she was going to fall, but she stayed perfectly balanced.
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The kick didn't seem to phase Drahomir. He had learned to handle such things. He couldn't help but laugh when he spoke of a blade. He had heard it all before, it was nothing new. Dove didn't seem to like the treatment he received and handed him his pick axe back. He swung it a few times before pausing. "You may have been fine, but it's time people start taking a stand. I already deal with regular punishments because I enjoy watching them squirm." Swinging his pick a few more times, he paused again, adding, "Besides, I wouldn't want such a pretty girl taking a real beating from those asses. That and from what I hear, they usually partake in more than a good beating."
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Marigold stopped listening when Loki started speaking, and walked away, he heard Dragomir speak to him, most people don't understand him, he doesn't pick sides, and this gets him a lot of hate from both the slaves and the guards, he just does what he thinks is right, but he knew he didn't belong here, and he was going to get out, at any cost. Marigold picked up his shovel and moved to the dig site, digging away.
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Dove looked at him before picking up her shovel and started to dig. "Hm. Interesting. That was the first time someone called me pretty." She said, digging. Sincce she had lived in the streets most of her life, she was more than a bother. No one really looked hard at her and when they do, they always saw the samething. A street rat. She really didn't care that much though, since that is practically her name now; or at least to the people who know her.
She didn't really looked at him when she asked this. "Have a family; you said you lived here all of your life." She said, digging. She looked at him while digging and said in a very quiet voice. "Like a mom, dad, childern, wife, sister, brother, friend?" She was a bit curious of him because of how he stood up for her back there and started to get a bit curious for the first time she has been here.
She didn't really looked at him when she asked this. "Have a family; you said you lived here all of your life." She said, digging. She looked at him while digging and said in a very quiet voice. "Like a mom, dad, childern, wife, sister, brother, friend?" She was a bit curious of him because of how he stood up for her back there and started to get a bit curious for the first time she has been here.
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"Hey! Girl(Karren)!" Loki shouted to her as she walked past after bumping into him. "I saw you get hurt earlier, and I thought you had been ordered to stay in your tent?" The scratches and bruises should have been tended to by a doctor, at least they would have been in Loki's far away homeland. But then, there were no slaves in his country. "You really should rest." He said adamantly.
"And there won't be any more of that excessive abuse while I'm on watch. These men I've been stationed with have no discipline to speak of, but I'll be changing that soon." He had already planned out an intense drill for the men on his shift after 3 this afternoon.
"And there won't be any more of that excessive abuse while I'm on watch. These men I've been stationed with have no discipline to speak of, but I'll be changing that soon." He had already planned out an intense drill for the men on his shift after 3 this afternoon.
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Dragomir swung his pick, listening to Dove speak. He paused midswing when his family was brought up. He shook his head and continued his work. Without looking over to her, he said, "No. My mother died giving birth to me and I don't know anything about who my father is." His voice had a sad and sullen tone to it now. "For all I know, my father's one of the guards. I was born and raised in this camp. Well, they had someone take care of me somewhere else until I could work, but I don't remember that far back." He never liked talking about his family, but it was asked of him and so, he gave an honest answer. "So, you got any family?"
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Dove continued to dig. "I hated my parents. When my little brother was born, the droped us off in the streets on the bad part of town like they wanted me to die. I was only about 6 or 7, though, I don't remeber." She said as her inch hole got a wee bit bigger. She hated digging and was bad at it. Yesterday, she dug the hole day as well for sleeping in and only got her hole about a yard deep while others had gotten their hole more than 12 feet deep. She never knew why they had to dig holes, though, she never really asked.
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Karren shot her gaze back to Loki, shrugging it off.
"I don't care. I appreciate having the day off, but that'll only make tomorrow worse, and it'll only make the future worse. There's no point to resting today if I have to return to work tomorrow. Besides, I'll get all the rest I need when I die here." she growled. She turned forward again and continued on to the dig site. Her bare feet continued to press down into rocks and dirt below, making the skin on the underside raw and painful. Still, she preferred this physical pain to her usual emotional pain. She had something to focus on instead of it. She climbed down into the pit and immediately retreated into a corner. She faced away from the other slaves and began to dig. She started out a bit slow, but quickly sped up. She had dug down at least a foot within the first ten minutes of working. She felt depressed, but tried to avoid thinking about it. She let out a sigh as sweat beads rolled down her face. She wiped her forehead with her forearm and resumed working. She didn't speak, although she wished someone would talk to her.
"I don't care. I appreciate having the day off, but that'll only make tomorrow worse, and it'll only make the future worse. There's no point to resting today if I have to return to work tomorrow. Besides, I'll get all the rest I need when I die here." she growled. She turned forward again and continued on to the dig site. Her bare feet continued to press down into rocks and dirt below, making the skin on the underside raw and painful. Still, she preferred this physical pain to her usual emotional pain. She had something to focus on instead of it. She climbed down into the pit and immediately retreated into a corner. She faced away from the other slaves and began to dig. She started out a bit slow, but quickly sped up. She had dug down at least a foot within the first ten minutes of working. She felt depressed, but tried to avoid thinking about it. She let out a sigh as sweat beads rolled down her face. She wiped her forehead with her forearm and resumed working. She didn't speak, although she wished someone would talk to her.
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Marigold saw Karen begin working again, wondering why she was already back and up when she had the whole day off he decide to go find out why, Marigold moved up to dig near her, looking at her seeing how much pain she must be in Marigold asks "Why are you working i thought you had the whole day off, is it those guards, I'll go sort them out" Marigold waiting for an answer before he went to go speak with the new guard, digging away he then adds "You should just rest for a while, you don't want to die before we get out of here"
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Loki didn't say anything else to the beat-up girl as she walked away, She seems devoted to killing herself. He thought sadly, and then continued on his way to a position where he could see all of the dig site. He looked down at the slaves from a platform elevated about ten feet in the air, noting how the white-haired man was already talking to the hurt girl, and how the thief and the trouble-making man were still together.
"Seems like the days will be passing slowly here." He said to himself. He gave a 'come here' signal to one of his guards, and after he got up the stairs Loki told him, "Spread word to all guards under my watch that we will be having a drill today, immediately after the shift ends, at 3o'clock. There will be no exceptions, no excuses. And no break in between."
The guard grumbled, "They won't like this. At all."
"I didn't ask." He said shortly.
"They will be grumbling among themselves about this. Don't be too surprised."
"Again, I didn't ask." He said, leaning on the siding of the platform, not looking at any one of the slaves in particular. "Now go."
"Seems like the days will be passing slowly here." He said to himself. He gave a 'come here' signal to one of his guards, and after he got up the stairs Loki told him, "Spread word to all guards under my watch that we will be having a drill today, immediately after the shift ends, at 3o'clock. There will be no exceptions, no excuses. And no break in between."
The guard grumbled, "They won't like this. At all."
"I didn't ask." He said shortly.
"They will be grumbling among themselves about this. Don't be too surprised."
"Again, I didn't ask." He said, leaning on the siding of the platform, not looking at any one of the slaves in particular. "Now go."
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Dragomir didn't look away from where he was working. He kept swinging his pick at the dirt, getting a surprising amount done considering he was using the wrong kind of tool for the job. "Guess we both have been without parents for a long time," he said with a slight chuckle. "If they just left you, then it was obviously because you didn't need them. You made it in the streets by yourself with a newborn." He paused for a moment and asked, "So, what about your brother."
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Karren glanced up to Marigold as he mentioned escaping.
"What do you mean 'before we get out of here'?" she spoke softly, almost a whisper. "Are you planning to escape?" She continued to work as she spoke. She was good at keeping attention away from herself. She sighed and shrugged, ignoring the thought, trying not to get her hopes up.
"Whatever... You're not going to get out... Remember what happened to your friend?" she spoke quietly and softly, but harshly. In truth, she didn't want to have to watch more die. She hung her head slightly, her hair concealing her face as she continued to dig deeper.
"What do you mean 'before we get out of here'?" she spoke softly, almost a whisper. "Are you planning to escape?" She continued to work as she spoke. She was good at keeping attention away from herself. She sighed and shrugged, ignoring the thought, trying not to get her hopes up.
"Whatever... You're not going to get out... Remember what happened to your friend?" she spoke quietly and softly, but harshly. In truth, she didn't want to have to watch more die. She hung her head slightly, her hair concealing her face as she continued to dig deeper.
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Dove gave a slight chuckle. "Im sure he is fine. I mean, he has survived with out a hand for a long while. He is strong kid, so I think I don't have to do worry much about it him." She said, slamming the shovel into the dirt, not really knowing how to work a shovel.
(Something BIG should happen :3 )
(Something BIG should happen :3 )
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Marigold understanding Karen's doubt "Well escaping is the plan, yeah he died" Marigold laughing a little "But he was the brawn, i was the brains, trust me I'll get everyone here out, or die trying. I mean what would you rather, escape with a chance of dying, or live here your whole life" Marigold was making sure nobody was listening in, there were already some slaves part of the group, but not all "I've already got half of a plan, just the the other half" Marigold continued digging, thinking Dragomir would make a good addition to the uprising, if he is not already a member that is
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Max was travailing on horseback, from a distance he could see the camp saying to himself "This place don't look so bad, i don't see what the punishment is" But as soon as he got through the gates, he saw one girl half bleeding to death, and the treatment the guards gave the slaves, it was horrific, Max threw up, he could see why this is his punishment, he has always lead a nice life. This was going to be something different, seeing a guard he asks where he is supposed to report "Report to the new guy Loki" Another new guy great, maybe he will be nicer than these guys, but unlikely as he was a commander.
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Max was travailing on horseback, from a distance he could see the camp saying to himself "This place don't look so bad, i don't see what the punishment is" But as soon as he got through the gates, he saw one girl half bleeding to death, and the treatment the guards gave the slaves, it was horrific, Max threw up, he could see why this is his punishment, he has always lead a nice life. This was going to be something different, seeing a guard he asks where he is supposed to report "Report to the new guy Loki" Another new guy great, maybe he will be nicer than these guys, but unlikely as he was a commander.
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Loki saw the new guard walk through the gate, and then furrowed his brow as he threw up, unsure what to make of that. He stepped down the stairs off the platform, then waited for him to meet him there.
"Welcome to the Slave Grounds. I'm Commander Loki, of the first watch. If you're joining my shift, then just so you know, all my men will be assembled immediately after shift ends, right here in front of the platform. These men need some serious reconditioning, I hope you aren't the same." He said, getting straight to the point.
(ehmm, not much to work with sooo... all urz scary)
"Welcome to the Slave Grounds. I'm Commander Loki, of the first watch. If you're joining my shift, then just so you know, all my men will be assembled immediately after shift ends, right here in front of the platform. These men need some serious reconditioning, I hope you aren't the same." He said, getting straight to the point.
(ehmm, not much to work with sooo... all urz scary)
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Max gulped at Loki's comment "W-What are you going to do to me" Max thinking that Loki was going to hurt him in order to recondition him starts to recoil a little, not really knowing his way around a fight he had hoped his first day would'nt involve one.
(Sorry it's so short, don't know what to write)
(Sorry it's so short, don't know what to write)
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"Hahaha! No, I'm not here to hurt my own guards. I'm here to enforce the laws of this country and the rules of this camp." He took a long, hard look at the new guard. "Some of the slaves here seem to have been severely punished for very minor offences, or none at all, and that is unacceptable. They won't be able to get any work done if they can't stand on their own, now can they?" The question was rhetorical, and Loki wasn't really expecting an answer.
"As long as you don't abuse your power over these people, yes, slaves are still people, according to the law, then you won't have anything to be afraid of. Just don't fall in with a bad group of guards, okay?"
"Now, do you have your papers? Name, reason for being here, history, etcetera." Damn, I sound just like a guard, Loki thought.
"As long as you don't abuse your power over these people, yes, slaves are still people, according to the law, then you won't have anything to be afraid of. Just don't fall in with a bad group of guards, okay?"
"Now, do you have your papers? Name, reason for being here, history, etcetera." Damn, I sound just like a guard, Loki thought.
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Maximilian, was searching around for papers but he just couldn't find any, throwing stuff out of his pockets "I had it it was just here" Maximilian had lost it, this was not good these papers would make him a guard without them, they can't thrust him, scrathcing the back of his head he says in a nervous smile "Um i don't seem to have...one"
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"Hmmm..." Loki rubbed the stubble on his chin, "The commander won't be happy about a guard with no papers, but personally, I couldn't care less. Can you tell me from memory what was on your papers? Why were you sent here, name, past employment?" It'll just be another clueless guard around here, he shouldn't get in the way of my actual job, besides, this kid looks decent enough.
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Re: [OOC] Life as a Slave
you can, but i think a lot of people have dropped this, me and Peanutbutterjelly are still around but... idk about the others
Re: [OOC] Life as a Slave
i was waiting for unrealistic to post...
hmm.. but i could do something... any suggestions?
hmm.. but i could do something... any suggestions?
Re: [OOC] Life as a Slave
yea.. thats no bueno, this rp totally resolves around slaves
EDIT: oops i misspelled revolves -LAME-
EDIT: oops i misspelled revolves -LAME-
Re: [OOC] Life as a Slave
can you guys believe we're still only in the first half of the first day? lol
Re: [OOC] Life as a Slave
I will try to post tomorrow at some point. I'm sorry for my recent inactivity, but I'm been busy with work and just life.
Re: [OOC] Life as a Slave
personally i wouldn't have a problem with a few more people :D
just me talking though
I would also like it if there was another guard, so I'm not the only one lol
all my dialogue will be with slaves for now, and it is kinda limited, like i cant say anything positive or whatever, cuz then im not a hardass like i have to be
just me talking though
I would also like it if there was another guard, so I'm not the only one lol
all my dialogue will be with slaves for now, and it is kinda limited, like i cant say anything positive or whatever, cuz then im not a hardass like i have to be
Re: [OOC] Life as a Slave
Do you all still want me to keep editing this role play, to keep it at the top, so you can get more people? Or do you have enough? Also I hope you all are enjoying the plot :)
Re: [OOC] Life as a Slave
Ok, im not sure if i could even send this, but for some reason, our network is fucking up on us, so it might take a while for me to reply to anything.
just heads warning.
and i ment by that the internet thingy over in my house. :3, you know, like att&t, aol, etc.
just heads warning.
and i ment by that the internet thingy over in my house. :3, you know, like att&t, aol, etc.
Re: [OOC] Life as a Slave
its ok, JUST POST!!! IM WAITING!! hehe.. :P
actually, i just got back from soft ball, and i slid in the mud. Then the foot ball team, which is most of my friends, came over and they started to run with us cause their practice was over. Then they walked through, hitting all the girls' asses... man, they are TOO vulgar sometimes.
now i can't sit down... I WILL PAY THEM BACK!!!! ok, but they did got introuble...
oh wellz, but back to the main topic.... POST!!!!!! xD
actually, i just got back from soft ball, and i slid in the mud. Then the foot ball team, which is most of my friends, came over and they started to run with us cause their practice was over. Then they walked through, hitting all the girls' asses... man, they are TOO vulgar sometimes.
now i can't sit down... I WILL PAY THEM BACK!!!! ok, but they did got introuble...
oh wellz, but back to the main topic.... POST!!!!!! xD
Re: [OOC] Life as a Slave
geez i wasnt expecting things to go that way lol
my character is getting EVIL *waaaaah*
my character is getting EVIL *waaaaah*
Re: [OOC] Life as a Slave
yupperz, tomorrow though after other people have had a chance to post
im gonna go to bed :D
im gonna go to bed :D