Post by Skylar Hummel on Jul 31, 2010 22:16:58 GMT -5
HELLO MY NAME IS SKYLAR HUMMEL AND I AM FIFTEEN YEARS OLD. I'M A HUMAN AND I'M A ARISTOCRATS AND I WAS BORN ON September 13, 1870 IN ENGLAND. MY NATIONALITY IS ENGLISH. PEOPLE SAY I LOOK LIKE KATHRYN PRESCOTT. THEY ALSO SAY THAT I AM NAIVE, CAN BE LOUD AND QUIET, OBLIVOUS. TO BE HONEST, I'M BEING PLAYED BY BRANDI.
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ROLE PLAY SAMPLE:Charlie sat there in her little cage, her bright brown eyes looking around at everything. Her fingers still twirled her piece of dark hair around. The girl crossed her legs Indian Style as she sat. She couldn't remember how long she had been in this cage. Five to Seven hours at the least. It had felt like forever and they wouldn't let her sleep. She had to look lively for future masters. Masters didn't want someone that seemed like they would sleep all the time.
The girl hated her mother for this. She hated her father for leaving. And she hated her brother for dying. And she hated herself for getting herself into this. It all rolled around to Charlie in the end anyway. If Charlie hadn't have placed her baby brothers blanket so close to him then he wouldn't have suffocated and died. Then if her brother wouldn't have died, then her dad wouldn't have left. Then she wouldn't have become some crazy shopaholic and sent her mother into bankruptcy. Or maybe her becoming a shopaholic was inevitable and it would've happened anyway? But there would have been her fathers paycheck to help and they maybe wouldn't have gone bankrupt.
Charlie finally stopped looking around as people came and went from her cage. She didn't make eye contact with any of them even though her mother told her to look cute and act sweet and don't look . . . well bad. And not making eye contact was sort of considered bad in Charlie's book. She didn't know why the people that came to her cage didn't ask further questions. Maybe they thought she was too young? Or maybe they were looking for more of a hard labor slave and Charlie didn't really enjoy that. Though, Charlie was actually hoping to be sold to someone at least slightly attractive and everyone that has stopped to look in her cage hasn't interested her at all. But she wasn't doing the picking.
She looked up and over to the cages where other slaves were. Most of them were yelling and screaming. They were cussing and hitting at their cages or their recent master that had just purchased them. It was so weird to see people on leashes. Of course, other than when mothers have those little baby leashes hooked onto their kid. Those things are so inhuman. But really, what was this? Slavery? You would think the world had moved passed that for a while. And they pretty much had, but then . . . there went the economy. Desperate times call for desperate measures.
Charlie somewhat snapped back to reality when she saw a guy approaching her cage. She bit down softly on the inside corner of her lip. And from what she could tell, he was attractive, which made her fairly happy. Though, he did look like he could be pretty intense and that scared her a bit. She not good with pain, though not like you could tell with all the piercings she had gotten. The girl looked up at the guy and her guard as the guy asked her guard a couple of questions. Charlie's face fell slightly in disgust as she heard what the guard said. A chill went down her spine as she imagined him "have 'er to" himself. Ugh. She didn't quite hear what the guy said back but something about damn fantasies? But that made her expression change back to normal. The girl listened as the disgusting guard read off information about her.
It seemed so weird how they knew a lot of Charlie's information. She knew her mother must have given it to them, but it still felt weird. The girl pushed those feelings away as she heard the guy saying that he would buy her. Even though she was expecting to get bought at sometime, it still kind of scared her. Especially because she didn't know this guy and how he acted and how he treated people. Most of the master's in this place that she has seen seemed so cruel, so she guessed that he would be the same. She watched as the guy gave her guard the 500 copper pieces and then bent down to her cage. She got to see him clearer then, and he was definitly attractive. But from her experience on guys the attractive ones are the jackasses. Charlie stopped twirling her hair between her fingers as he unlocked the door, letting her hair drop down in place and her hand drop down beside her. She expected him to pull a leash out as he leaned in a bit, but instead it was his hand. Charlie looked at him as he spoke. Her eyes just stared at him for a few seconds after he finished speaking, her pink lips parted slightly like she was going to speak. It shocked her at how gentle his voice was. She wondered if this was all an act. Her eyes looked away from him, looking down at his hand then back at his face. She closed her mouth and nodded quickly answering his question. The girl gently took his hand and slid out of her small cage. She looked up at her much taller, now master.
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