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9:33pm Jan 31 2012
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Okay we kinda know the plot, I will post my bio on this one, and then you post yours, then I will start the story... Is that alright??
Bio: Name: Autumn Gamboa Age: 12 Looks: Long, dark brunette hair, and has dark blue eyes.. Never likes to wear her hair up. Personality: Shy, and kinda gets herself into trouble, but has a very sweet side to her. Other: Her family died in a car accident when she was 7, and she was left to her nanny who ran away and killed herself... (sorry kinda lazy on this one...) |
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12:04am Feb 1 2012
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(( I take it you are the slave in this? ))
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12:05am Feb 1 2012
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((Yeah))
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12:14am Feb 1 2012
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Name: Mick
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance: Blonde hair, hazelnut eyes, and a gentle smile. He is tall, and medium-built.
Personality: Out of the two, he is the sweeter and the kinder. He has a soft voice, and has a compassion rarely seen in the modern world. For those he cares about he would do anything.
Other: Of the twins, Mick is the oldest by 45 seconds.
And the twin brother...
Name: Corey
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance: The exact same as Mick, with one exception; he dyes his hair black, so the two can be told apart.
Personality: By far the colder, more mischievous, and even ruthless of the two, Corey doesn't show nearly the tenderness that Mick does. He can be arrogant and bastardy, and he rarely smiles. When he does, it's with a malevolent grin that would make any full-grown man freeze in his tracks should he see it directed at him.
Other: Other than the hair, the two are absolutely identical.
(( Mom caught me, I'll post the rest in the morning. ))
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12:26am Feb 1 2012
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(Okay I am going to start... You can post in morning.. lol)
Autumn woke up to find herself in a dark room... She started to stand up, only to hit her head on a metal cage... "Owe! What the..." She felt around herself, and she realized she was in a cage... "How in the world did I get in here? It must have been last night when I finally was shipped here? I was asleep most of the drive... That wooden box was weird... At least this is better than a wooden box..." She strained her eyes to see if she could see anything in the dark room, but she couldn't make anything out... She felt the cage around her, it wasn't huge, but it wasn't tiny... It was big enough for her to lay down, and tall enough for her to sit up... She poked her fingers out of the holes, to find that two sides of the cage were against a wall... The other two weren't though.... She could tell she was in a corner... |
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10:45am Feb 1 2012
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After a minute, Corey sat up in his chair, folding his book in his lap.
"Would you stop that confounded rattling!?" he shouted, stomping on the floor with his boot-covered foot. When it didn't stop, he rose to his full height, storming off towards the stairs.
"Corey!" Mick yelled after his brother, making the dark-haired man pause. "She's in the ba[injection]sement, Corey, she can't hear you. Now don't go off beating my slave in a fit of rage." he warned him, not even looking up from his book. "Give the girl a chance, it's her first day." he muttered. His brother glared at him, running a hand through his hair as he always did when he was overly annoyed.
"I cannot stand anymore of that incessant noise!" he growled, shaking his head.
"Then send one of the servants down to calm her." he offered. His brother's icy stare didn't falter.
"All the maids happen to be in the garden." he snapped, "It's mid-morning already." he said. Mick peered up from his reading, eyes dancing over the view out the massive window of the parlor. The flowers danced in the crisp spring breeze, leaves twisting and fluttering on the trees.
With a sigh, Mick set down his book, standing to his feet. He brushed out his black poet's shirt, and set off past his fuming twin.
"Very well, I will go down and introduce her." he sighed, ruffling his blonde hair. He bl[injection]inked, starting down the staircase that would lead to his unbroken slave's prison.
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10:49am Feb 1 2012
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Autumn could hear footsteps coming, she she sat with her legs crossed, and her hands in her jeans pockets... She tried to look around for any light that would be anywhere in this dark, creepy, cold room... She could hear the footsteps getting closer, and closer to her... With every step she heard, her heart pounded a little bit faster...
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10:54am Feb 1 2012
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Mick turned the last circle into the ba[injection]sement, looking in at the dark room. bl[injection]inking blindly for a moment, he reached up to spark an oil lamp. The room was flooded with the golden glow in a mere instant, illuminating the trembling girl's face.
"I'm sorry, my dear, I thought we had left a light on." he apologized briefly, shaking his head. He walked forward toward the silver cage, kneeling down in front of her. "Tell me your name."
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10:55am Feb 1 2012 (last edited on 10:56am Feb 1 2012)
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Autumn scooted to the side of the cage, farthest away from the strange dude... She looked up at his eyes, with her own dark blue eyes... "I'm... Autumn... Autumn Gamboa..."
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10:59am Feb 1 2012 (last edited on 11:00am Feb 1 2012)
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Mick felt a smile tug at his lips. The girl looked confused, and in part, scared. In a way that was a relief to him; Corey would be less tempted to kill her.
"Do you remember how you got here?"
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11:02am Feb 1 2012
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"All I remember is being in a big wooden box, and driving in the back of a truck.." She then realized that this dude talking to her, didn't seem mean at all... He actually seemed nice.
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11:05am Feb 1 2012
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He chuckled.
"We found you at a slave auction in Philadelphia. If memory serves right, you're remembering the slave driver's truck, not one of ours." he mused. "You're at the Del'vaco estate now."
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11:07am Feb 1 2012
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Autumn only nodded her head... She looked back down at her hands. THen she turned her head to look up at the dude with her dark blue eyes.
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11:10am Feb 1 2012
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Mick grumbled a curse when he heard his brother's unmistakable footsteps coming down the staircase. He glanced back over his shoulder, then to the slave.
"For your own sake, sweetheart, I'd stay quiet." he said, just as his brother glared around the corner.
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11:12am Feb 1 2012
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Autumn nodded. She then saw the other dude, to look just the same, walk in. She looked at him with her dark blue eyes, as if to say, 'sorry for the noise'.....
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11:16am Feb 1 2012
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Corey glared at the slave, his icy eyes boring into her. Mick stood up, looking back at his twin with a look of warning on his face. Corey, the arrogant man he was, spoke anyway.
"Not much, is she?" he studied her. He scowled when he felt her eyes on him. "You would do best to advert your gaze." he barked, folding his arms behind his back, "You should know better." he snapped.
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11:19am Feb 1 2012
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Autumn looked down at her black shoes.... She felt uncomfortable with him staring down at her with those icy eyes... Autumn didn't dare speak to this one... She wanted to say her name to this one too, but was afraid to even speak up...
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11:27am Feb 1 2012
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Mick watched the girl cringe, his ex[injection]pression softening. But Corey's eyes didn't flicker in their intense glare.
"Learn to be quiet," he said, turning back towards the stairs, "I would rather hate to split your tongue." he murmured in a deathly soft voice. Mick glared after his twin. "I'll find one of the maids who isn't busy." he said, marching back up the staircase.
Mick glared after his brother for a minute.
"I'll be back, my dear."
Then he was gone.
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11:33am Feb 1 2012
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Autumn sighed... This was going worse than she thought.... She could hear the footsteps going up the stairs... She felt like screaming for some odd reason, but didn't...
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11:38am Feb 1 2012
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As soon as they both made it up the stairs, Corey turned back to Mick. That was a mistake.
Blood dripped down his chin only moments after Mick's fist had crunched his nose, the younger twin growling in complaint, doubled over on the floor. He had realized on the way up the stairs that he may have gone too far with the slave, but he hadn't expected this kind of punishment from his brother. Mick looked down at his twin with mild disgust as the man glared up at his kin, bl[injection]inking.
"She is mine, Corey." he spat, "And if you ever threaten any of my servants like that again, you'll have more to clean up than a bloody face."
Then, his black cloak trailing behind, Mick walked off toward the garden door.
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