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 Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 4:36 pm
N K Cake (( First smart post - As we have 8 characters does the RP start now? The first page mentions we are currently accepting only 4 people on each side. Would like an update on this situation~ )) no we had four masters and four slaves AND the slave trader....we are still missing a master....unless im mistaken.....i havent looked since last night
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 7:58 am
The slave trader doesn't count because he doesn't want a slave. I really would have liked to open this with all four masters chosen, but that doesn't seem to want to happen. If no one steps up to make a master, I (or one of my lovely volunteers) will make another master to fill in the gap. I think it's unfair that we're all paired except one person. :/
Also, because of Ciar being slaveless, you guys have to go through Ciar to get your slaves-- meaning we're starting this on Cair's ship, on the way to where the slaves will be sold (so he can be in the rp some more). The masters can congregate amongst themselves, by the way. I'm sure you all know eachother somehow, like from previous auctions.
Anyways, I'm sorry for the delay in opening this. I ended up not being on here for a couple of days for... reasons. >.> This is now open; feel free to post.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 8:22 am
((That is, unless one buys 2 slaves. By the way, so are the slaves starting out in the ship already or are we going to go through them getting captured?))
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 9:08 am
(( 2 to 1 would make an interesting plot, and unique in that no one else would be in the same situation unless NPC slaves were introduced. The slaves obviously either start the RP running from aliens hunting them down for Collection day or already having been captured and in cages in the location where the Collection day is being held. ))
"Are we there yet?" A bright voice complained, loudly enough to be heard well over the rumble of the carriage wheels and horse hooves on the stone paved path.
It was a very big day for young Nicholas. The boy was going to see his first angels! His auntie and uncle had made a particularly big deal out of that day but Nick noticed his caretakers seemed somewhat nervous when it finally had come about. He could not keep his mind on such thoughts however, all he could think of were the angels, he had been told it would be absolutely 'unbelievable'. This made Nicholas jumpy and impatient, which was rather uncomfortable for the two adults driving inside the small spaced carriage with him.
The trio were all very formally dressed. Nicholas was in a tight black suit, his hair had been well combed and the bow tie on his neck numerously readjusted until he was 'fit to serve a king', as his uncle had said, which to Nick sounded just like a silly adult compliment that made no sense. Nicholas thought he looked too much like a servant man, he had seen lots of them before. He felt he should be dressed up more like a prince, mother and father would surely have had proper clothing for him.
Nick's uncle was a tall man with short greasy black hair and a bushy mustache. His face was thin and long and there was a harsh judgmental look in his brown eyes, as if he looked down on everyone around him. This was not a nice face, not one fit for smiling. The man wore a tight black suit, more the suit of a nobleman unlike the one the child was wearing.
Nicholas' aunt was a short, large woman with a round bright face and apple red cheeks. She was wearing a white dress which must have been specially made to fit her particular waist size. On top of her head was a wide round, white hat that was decorated with flowers.
The carriage itself was made of wood and coloured black with the seats being a deep red colour. There were two seats opposite of each other with a narrow feet space in between, and they sat two people. Nicholas sat alone on his side, opposite of his aunt and uncle.
The boy made the best use of the space he had on his seat and constantly moved back and forth from one end to the other, gazing out of the windows placed in the doors on the sides of the carriage.
"Settle down Nicholas, it won't be long now." Replied his aunt, slightly harshly but with an amount of concern in her voice. Indeed it was unnerving to her that the boy was so happy about being taken to his doom, completely clueless of it. Nicholas groaned in annoyance and crossed his arms, pouting in his seat.
"Halt!" A command could be heard outside the carriage and the vehicle stopped with the whinnying of the horses. The driver of the carriage could be heard dismounting then, moments before one of the side doors was opened. "We've arrived, Sir." Spoke the man at the door. Now this man wore the suit of a servant, similar to Nick's outfit. This greatly displeased the boy, why would he be made to look like someone so lowly. "Very good. Stay here while I sort out the deal." Said Nick's uncle who got out of the carriage. Nick's aunt looked at the boy strangely at the mention of the word 'deal' but her face settled when Nick seemed to pay no heed to it. The child was far too excited now and he looked out of the open door with wide, blue sparkling eyes.
Nicholas could see his uncle speaking to a heavily built guardsman. The guard wore thick leather and steel armor and held a long halberd in his hands - the halberd is a long pole weapon with the head of an axe at the end. Nick's uncle kept pointing back towards the carriage, specifically at the boy but each glance in his direction made him more eager to know what was happening. After a while the two men came over to the carriage, the guard was looking through a set of papers, having left his halberd behind left his hands free, but then turned his attention to Nicholas. Nick felt uncomfortable, it seemed like the guard was examining him. After one more glance at the papers the guard handed Uncle a somewhat large bag of shiny coins. The men shook hands and then the guard held his large open hand out to Nicholas.
"Go on Nicholas, just follow the nice man. The angels will be arriving soon and you must get ready. We'll be right behind you." Said Nick's Aunt brightly but her eyes appeared to start watering as Nick responded with a nod and jumped out of the carriage.
The guard pressed his hand on Nicholas' shoulder and the two began walking towards large wooden double doors, set in large stone walls that spread far to the right and left and upwards. Nick had always liked the idea of knights and castles, and guards were men of peace so he felt secure with the muscular man. The double doors opened and the duo proceeded inside the fortress without a single glance back to the carriage outside, which turned around and began quickly driving off with Nick's legal "guardians" before the doors could even close.
The fortress inside was very pretty, Nick thought. The corridors he was taken along were bright white and the floor was covered by a very pretty red carpet. One door was open in the corridor and looking out of it Nick could see a massive auction hall. There were many rows of seats placed in front of a wide stage. Nicholas was a born upperclassman and he knew an auction hall when he saw one, it did resemble a theater but he could tell between the two. Nick felt the angels must be very classy to have an auction house so big.
"Not in there yet little sir." The guard said in a pleasant tone of voice, hurrying the boy along. The two came to a heavy metal door that was being guarded by two more men, all wearing similar heavy armor.
"He's the newest addition to the sale, a little young but absolutely perfect with no illness or injury, and an experienced nobleman. Put him in 1st class of the young male partners section." Said the guard to the two others who nodded in agreement and opened the heavy metal door.
Nicholas now felt extremely unsettled, something had gone wrong. The mention of being part of a sale was a big clue as well as being classified as something 1st class. The worst bit was the opening of the door though. There was a somewhat strong sweaty and damp smell coming in from the room on the other side. The room he saw was big and filled with cages which were filled with people, all in shackles. Nicholas looked back at the guard escorting him with great alarm, the man simply smirked back at him. One of the two guards who had been waiting at the door grabbed Nick forcefully by his right arm and pulled him through the door way. Nicholas began yelling complaints and desperately tried to free himself but to no avail. He was thrown in a cage with many other well dressed young men, all looking sorrowful while staring at the ground. The cage door was locked and Nicholas grabbed the metal bars of the door, rattling them while yelling loudly, very colourfully expressing his displeasure at being locked up. This was not just any room, it was a slave dungeon and being part of a sale must have meant they were all going to be on that stage in the auction hall...
Due to the infernal, non-stop shouting of the boy, he was subdued by an annoyed guard and forced unconscious. The next time Nicholas woke up he was being dragged out of his cage and to a doorway in the dungeon. Through this doorway he was led to the stage of the room he noticed earlier and put in line with many of the other prisoners.
A strange man walked along the lines of captives, inspecting their current health and going through documentation available on each. There was something wrong with this man, more than having a particular interest in the slaves. He... had wings. Nick never thought he would be so miserable when he met his first angel. He stared up at the strange winged man with watery eyes, his vision blurred. The man laughed and patted Nick on top of his head while talking to some of the guardsmen. After a while most of the slaves were returned to the cages and a select few were led away from the stage after the angelic man. This few included the unfortunate little Nicholas. Nick had no idea what was going on and he felt far too broken to pay attention to his surroundings as he was led to an alien space craft.
"Ciar, we have a good bounty from this city today, it was a good call to locate one of the collection points in this wasteland." The angel man spoke to another one they had come across inside the ship. The boy did not bother raising his head to make heed of the actual person or following talk. After some chattering Nick and co. were led to another set of cages and locked in, just like before. However, unlike before, the cages were constructed from an apparently harder material and the surroundings were much cleaner and clearly not of this earth.
Nicholas was exhausted and laid to rest in his little cell, on top of an uncomfortable steel floor.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 9:09 am
(We could go through them getting captured, but the masters won't really interact with the slaves until the auction. I figured starting on the ship would be like meeting halfway so everyone can be introduced into the role-play quickly.)
EDIT: one with two could actually work. And if you guys would rather start at the beginnig of the Collection Day that's fine with me. I just want this fair and fun for everyone (:
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 9:16 am
((in the auction would be alright. Who would like to start? I dislike being the first post, hehehe ))
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 10:27 am
((Sorry to leave right now guys, I've got a solo competition I'll be back as soon as I can. It shouldn't take long.))
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 10:56 am
question N K Cake, where exactly does your post take place? With his family there it makes me think they're still on earth.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 1:15 pm
well im fine with whatever you decide peoples
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 1:45 pm
((I'm back. No trophies, but I got a 93% and I'll take a picture of the grading/certificate once I get it back, they only let me see it right before I left. It'll be mailed back to me soon. So, anyway, are we starting on eart then?))
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