confidant_v Posted March 27, 2018 Share Posted March 27, 2018 Name: Amber (alias) Age: 23 Likes: card games, sleeping, playing with dogs Dislikes: getting harassed, airplanes, coffee Background: Amber is part of a so called “escort service” where the highest bidder gets the best slave, or a crystal as the service likes to call their slaves, for a total of two months. The crystals then go back and are redistributed through another bidding process. Anyone can bid on any crystal, though certain ones are popular and are fought hard for. Amber is one of these. He’d seen a lot of masters and was about to lose hope when he stumbled upon a man who changed his outlook…. Appearance: There wasn’t much time left. Amber knew his master would be home soon and he hadn’t even finished making dinner. This wasn’t normally Amber’s job, but today he wanted to do something special for his master. He’d asked the cook to leave and promised he’d take any and all heat from the bossman if he got angry about it. Dinner would normally be done by now, but Amber had wasted too much time in reading over the recipes and measuring out everything as precisely as he could. He wasn’t as good in the kitchen as he was in the bedroom. Still, he hoped his master appreciated his attempt. Most of dinner was done and if it turned out that the master showed up late, it would all be done. They’d only been together for a month and a half, but Amber was eternally grateful to this man. He’d been sold off so many times to the worst of humanity that he thought his only way out would be death. Then he met this man. Amber expected the same treatment he’d received before, but this was different. Sure, the master could be harsh. Cruel even. But he could also be kind and generous. The latter was something Amber never expected. Unfortunately, there was only a certain amount of time a person could keep the slave. The sellers rotated the merchandise often, giving the highest bidder the best “crystal” as the slaves were called. That was just how this particular “escort service” worked. Amber happened to be in high demand, and his current master won him, though time was almost up. Amber didn’t know if his master would fight to keep or let him go easily, but he wanted to stay. Oh, he wanted to stay so badly. He was dressed nicely for the occasion; an apron with nothing else on underneath. He needed to impress his master, after all. Or at least thank him for keeping him from throwing himself off the ledge. This lifestyle was a hard one, but Amber’s master made him realize he could continue to survive if he met more people like him. People who knew the boundaries of cruelty, yet also knew they were dealing with a human. Dare Amber say he enjoyed their nights together? When was the last time he’d actually enjoyed sex? “Uh oh, uh oh!” Being lost in his thoughts almost made him burn the chicken. Thankfully he rescued it before it was too damaged. Oh, he hoped his master liked this. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yukonwolfspirit Posted March 27, 2018 Share Posted March 27, 2018 Yukie sighed his white hair pinned up in a very classy and a sort of I don't care how I look way as he looked around the creepy park and frowned and walked around sitting on a rock. He of course had been dragged to a party....well his own party. But finding it to much work to put on such displays just to fit in or socialize...though who was he to talk he was still single and a loner.... He wandered around keeping in the shadows not caring for anyone to spot her and force him to socialize as he huffed unamused by the drinking. "Make sure not to get drunk or you might get snatched up" another boy teased Yukie as he flipped the older kid off and continued brooding how much of a mess he would be cleaning up in the morning if they continued making mess and if the guests of the house got too drunk... "Bloody Fucking parties every year" Yukie grumbled as he went outside to smoke making sure to stay clear of the other older youth since he was not yet ready to admit his father had planned another attempt to try and make his boy popular to hide the fact that they where dead broke and that his father himself was spirialing deeper and deeper into his addictions as he cursed and tried to keep back tears, it was hard on him having felt like this since mother had passed. It had made him cold hearted and in a way hating everything and everyone around him. "it's no fun if you don't drink and trust me you should party more" his old man teased having followed yukie outside....as he smirked and leaned down his lips right next to his ear...."the groups would love it if you got a little to drunk and ended up with a girl in your room for once." The man whispered smirking as his father yet again was trying to force everything on his son and make him in his image, despite the poor boy being only twelve it was a hellish pressure only driving him more away from others and down a darker path of his own self destruction. "You can kiss my ass for all I care.....I will never become like you" Yukie hissed as he sulked under his fathers glare already braced from the sharp slap that followed for disrespecting the head of the household. In retrospect he knew not to push his father but that’s all he could do lately Yukie being so unsure of where he was going in life and who he was it’s was the only way he felt in control. Like usual when he was needing an escape he went out to the frozen lake and walked around planning on yet again exploring the house and within it he wanted to know more of what the the strange man across town was like his curiosity burning inside him with a desire to learn who he was and possibly ask about all the strange symbols he had discovered inside last time he had trespassed. Yukie at this time was sadly unaware of his other darker side at the young age of twelve, I mean sure he had had small hints while growing up but when he had asked his late mother about it she had played it off as him being very imaginative...many trips to the doctors office and he had been given medication and sent home despite the fact he felt like what he was experiencing was real. He always asked how and why he had ended up in this world he felt so out of place in and yet he called it home...he knew he couldn’t talk about his past with others. The buildings in his dreams he came from where haunting and left him sick to his stomach at night when he tried to sleep, he was often suffering from a lack of sleep due to not wanting to go back to the hellhole of his past before he had been adopted by his new parents. From what he remembered, he was created and to the doctors was a creature not ment to exist...the fact he had accidentally discovered the horrid truth damaged his inner reality often causing him to question who he was and if the world he was and his place in the world. Deep down he knew if he brought the forbidden subject up again he would just be sedated like the many times in the last year and taken to a mental hospital to clear his head and calm down. Lately though he had begged his father often to answer where he had come from or simple medical questions. Yukie frowned as he tried to clear his head and keep off of his forbidden subjectnot wanting to be sent away again as he continued walking across the ice...as it slowly cracked and with the next step sent him into the icy depths. He screamed out tryin to breathe only finding his lungs filling with ice water as he suddenly was surrounded by bright light. “Fuck!” Yukie swore waking up in a cold sweat as he trembled the demon terrified of the same nightmare that every now and then played over his death. He covered his eyes with his arm as he tried to regain his postures so he would seem like he had woken up peacefully in the morning like his staff expected. He slowly crawled out of bed and looked around before standing up and heading to his personal bathroom as he turned on the hot water and stepped in his body finally relaxing. It had been over a thousand years since he had died and well what he would call his old home had become much more modern since the feudal era japan he had grown up in. His father had been a high known king and unknowing to himself at the time he had been created to be a prince for his father to rule unchanging for many generations since he wasn’t suppose to age. His mortal death had been swift and just the other world taking him quickly when he had fell through the ice and once the they took him back home And he resumed with his duties he was assigned to before he had been stolen by those who had claimed to have created him. Now that he had come back he lived the last 1,000 years in luxury and comfort and easily ruled over his kingdoms but he had to admit his servents where right...he was lonely. So he had decided last night to go down and by a simple human to entertain him until it died and he would continue the process with his new pets so he would always have a companion. He sighed as he got out and was instantly dressed by his servents and rushed downstairs to the beautiful breakfast laid out for him as he ate and took his sweet time since he was respected like a king they dared not go against him nor upset him for fear of his wrath. Eventually he finished eating and set out to the human realm easily breaking the veil between his beautiful shrine and the human world as he exited the doors and ignored the empty building already heading down to the street to pick out his new pet. ~~~~ “The one Over there looks fine” Yukie replied to the owner as he smirked his face hidden behind his pretty white veil as he looked down at amber as if appearing out of nowhere. The man easily brushing off the other workers as he made his way over to amber keeping a respectful distance as he seemed to study him. The younger admired him for a moment more before he felt arms wrap around him...”Your late”. “You know I like sleeping in after a night of drinking” another man replied looking identical to the elder twin Yukie. “My...he’s quiet and his looks make him stand out making him all the easier to spot and look for so we don’t have to hunt him down among everyone else” Ayme added to his brother as he chuckled...”he’d make a wonderful caretaker, but it’s your choice I chose the last one and all they do is cry” ayme admitted as he snuggled into his twin in a quite romantic way. “You can be scary” Yukie added as he played with a strand of his brothers long hair before handing his credit card off to the owner the jet black card quite fancy. (Yukie and Ayme But albino) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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