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Subject: ~Rain on me~


Author:
Ria
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Date Posted: 20:00:58 09/06/04 Mon
In reply to: ^Tony^ 's message, "^Deadly Bite^" on 19:35:55 09/06/04 Mon


*there was nothing to do around here, Meri had the same problem. Despite being a slave she seemed pretty much forgotten around here. Sighing softly she shifted her weight pouncing off the tree landing in a crouching position not to far from him. She was small even for her age, already full grown though at barely 5ft, and was built light. Which made landing silently easy. Tilting her head slightly to the right she let out a snort, her nose wrinkling in that sign of distaste, as once again his ‘aura’ washed over her. She always hated how it felt. It was just strange to her.*

“this place is pretty boring…”

*at least to the salves, she didn’t expect a vampire to be bored with it. They could do what they please with whoever they pleased usually. Then again these were all Dorjan’s slaves. So maybe not, tilting her head again, it was a strange habit, she did it when thinking.*

“Hmm you don’t seem like the slave owner type… what would you be doing here”

*it was said slightly cold, meant to be rude, though some might not take it as such. She waited for an answer; she was bored out of her mind. probably why she was trying to irritate the older male*


Name:
Kanoni
Nickname:
Kan, Noni, Kany, whatever else she was called by her many owners
New Name:
Meria
New Nickname:
Meri, Ria
Age:
13
Gender:
Female
’Occupation’:
‘Slave’
’Owner’:
Cyne
’Trainer’:
‘Dorjan’
’ Species’:
Avian-Shifter might be part necromancer
Appearance:
Golden blonde hair that falls to about her mid-back, usually it is left down and unkempt causing it to fall down over her shoulders and into her face. Strange golden eyes, that give her an almost exotic look, though sometimes they appear more black then gold. She is rather petite in build, making her rather agile and light weight. Despite being small she is rather well built, combined with her fair skin, and rather ragged appearance it obvious she is not completely normal just by looking at her. Her pale complexion gives away lack of sunlight from having lived behind walls her whole life. Scars also cover her, the majority of them on her back, and legs, most of them are from whips, on her back from her ‘training sessions’ with her many owners, on the legs from them forcing her to bow, there are also some from blades, belts, chains, and whatever else used to punish or restrain her.
Personality:
She is anything but a well trained slave. Crafty and rebellious, she was known for being a trouble maker. She was the one that went out of her way to cause problems and get herself in trouble. Hated by the salves and trainers alike for her loud and rowdy behavior she was traded around a lot. Trying to find someone that could actually handle her, and because of this developed a very cocky attitude. She is not in the least bit submissive, nor is she withdrawn. But she still avoids people if she can, knowing for a fact that she is being looked for. Scared of nothing, none of her masters ever learned to put fear in the young fem. And though she was born in the salve trade, she couldn’t seem to be broken. Whippings didn’t help since she didn’t seem to mind the pain, and she wasn’t afraid to die, so because of this she was determined untrainable by all who dealt with her. She is a troublemaker, and very full of herself. She is openly rude to everyone, and down right abusive to other slaves. Cold and rather hard, she probably be better off left as free blood
Past:
She was born into the slave trade Alpdrücken, and for the first 2 years of her life she was kept by an owner who treated her as nothing more then a pet. At the age of 3 she was sold to another vampire. Lacking any training, her new owner was ordered to train her. Having her powered bound, she was suddenly expected to life the role of the slave she was. This was when the trouble starting, refusing to submit she put up a fuss. Gaining herself more beatings then even she can remember, and that was only the first year of training. She was passed from owner to owner, no one being able to quench her fiery attitude. She kept acting up, kept causing scenes and kept being openly rude. Finally Cyne had enough with her, and her games, forcing her owner to give the girl up Cyne took claim over her. But before she ever even made it to Cyne’s clutches, she gained help of a vampire who was against the slave trade. Attacked her owner, and escaped. Not long after her escape she gained her powers back. She still not used to them, but has been doing her best to learn them. She been testing out what she knows, almost seeming to abuse them. She is still wanted by Alpdrücken though Cyne would easily sell her to another trainer, since she is such a nuisance
Powers:
she only knows that she is a Avian-shifter meaning she can turn into any kind of bird she wants. Though she has other powers, she doesn't know them. her necromancer blood makes her close to impossible to train




I remember her as a child

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How she lusts when she remembers
The night of her first blow
She always wanted to know
How far could she really go

Inflamed, a dead-end room
Seduce to consume
Nightsilence...Vampire...Empire
Statues with open wounds

The flavour of poison and moon
Still maturing on her blood
She is not your occasional affair, no!
But eternal love, drop by drop...

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How daylight hurts when moonlight bites
She juggles with her invisible knife
A black bird senses danger and flies
Gives peace to a tall figure in the dark

Little silhouette snakes find
a warm nest behind the door
And whip-tongues and skins
of sisters now gone.

Bodyprints cover the velvet floor
Which grows red and red
They know she will hunt and hurt tonight
And they crown her Queen of the Dead.

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Raping...on and on with her raven claws

Will she weep for them or whip them once again?



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[> [> [> [> Subject: ^Deadly Bite^


Author:
^Tony^
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Date Posted: 20:11:09 09/06/04 Mon

^He peeked out at her from under his bushy locks. Right you are. His tone was still neutral and his frame still relaxed. Body was that of a fifteen year old yet he'd lived for more than a hundred and fifteen years. He picked up on the slightly sarcastic tone and chuckled. 'Cause Dorjan thought I was too soft for a vamp. He said he'd teach me how to be a hunter. He sighed and twirled a finger around slowly causing a small bright fire to start in mid air and grow so he could see the detail of the other. His own features were revealed, black eyes and hair, pale slightly ashy skin, and baggy typical teen clothes all black. Also his fang currently concealed so he'd look less intemidating. Name's Tony. He said off handedly figuring it was the poliet thing to do.^

[> [> [> [> [> Subject: ~Lord, won't you take this pain from me~


Author:
Ria
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Date Posted: 20:34:49 09/06/04 Mon


*Dorjan seemed to lack any form of time management. Or at least that what she was beginning to think… seems she would be here a while… not a problem with her. She rather face him then Cyne… Cyne was one of the few she actually feared. Shaking her head with a rather amused look*

“train you to be a hunter? Well that’s rather silly. Why do you need his help with that? Everyone is a hunter, it is human nature to be so, and lets not get into vampire nature.”

*she said the last with a disgusted tone. It was obvious she saw them as nothing more cold blooded murders. She has yet to meet a vampire that wasn’t. She had been raised in Cyne’s slave trade after all. pushing herself silently she fell from the crouching position into a sitting one, her arms resting over her knees. She raised her eyebrows at the ‘parlor trick; not looking all that impressed. She shook her head silently causing her golden hair to fall over her eyes.*

“I thought vampires had perfect night vision… being part…what are you witch? Make that not true with you? Put the fire out”

*she didn’t asked if anything one could say she demanded it. she wasn’t too fond of fire at the moment, and for good reasons. she still had the burn running from her hip to shoulder going across a little less then half her chest from when Daeva thought it would be ‘funny’ to try and set her on fire or at least partially on fire. It had hurt like hell, and it refused to heal. Probably magic involved. Daeva was known for doing such things.*

“Meria”


Name:
Kanoni
Nickname:
Kan, Noni, Kany, whatever else she was called by her many owners
New Name:
Meria
New Nickname:
Meri, Ria
Age:
13
Gender:
Female
’Occupation’:
Runaway Slave
’ Species’:
Avian-Shifter might be part necromancer
Appearance:
Golden blonde hair that falls to about her mid-back, usually it is left down and unkempt causing it to fall down over her shoulders and into her face. Strange golden eyes, that give her an almost exotic look, though sometimes they appear more black then gold. She is rather petite in build, making her rather agile and light weight. Despite being small she is rather well built, combined with her fair skin, and rather ragged appearance it obvious she is not completely normal just by looking at her. Her pale complexion gives away lack of sunlight from having lived behind walls her whole life. Scars also cover her, the majority of them on her back, and legs, most of them are from whips, on her back from her ‘training sessions’ with her many owners, on the legs from them forcing her to bow, there are also some from blades, belts, chains, and whatever else used to punish or restrain her.
Personality:
She is anything but a well trained slave. Crafty and rebellious, she was known for being a trouble maker. She was the one that went out of her way to cause problems and get herself in trouble. Hated by the salves and trainers alike for her loud and rowdy behavior she was traded around a lot. Trying to find someone that could actually handle her, and because of this developed a very cocky attitude. She is not in the least bit submissive, nor is she withdrawn. But she still avoids people if she can, knowing for a fact that she is being looked for. Scared of nothing, none of her masters ever learned to put fear in the young fem. And though she was born in the salve trade, she couldn’t seem to be broken. Whippings didn’t help since she didn’t seem to mind the pain, and she wasn’t afraid to die, so because of this she was determined untrainable by all who dealt with her. She is a troublemaker, and very full of herself. She is openly rude to everyone, and down right abusive to other slaves. Cold and rather hard, she probably be better off left as free blood
Past:
She was born into the slave trade Alpdrücken, and for the first 2 years of her life she was kept by an owner who treated her as nothing more then a pet. At the age of 3 she was sold to another vampire. Lacking any training, her new owner was ordered to train her. Having her powered bound, she was suddenly expected to life the role of the slave she was. This was when the trouble starting, refusing to submit she put up a fuss. Gaining herself more beatings then even she can remember, and that was only the first year of training. She was passed from owner to owner, no one being able to quench her fiery attitude. She kept acting up, kept causing scenes and kept being openly rude. Finally Cyne had enough with her, and her games, forcing her owner to give the girl up Cyne took claim over her. But before she ever even made it to Cyne’s clutches, she gained help of a vampire who was against the slave trade. Attacked her owner, and escaped. Not long after her escape she gained her powers back. She still not used to them, but has been doing her best to learn them. She been testing out what she knows, almost seeming to abuse them. She is still wanted by Alpdrücken though Cyne would easily sell her to another trainer, since she is such a nuisance
Powers:
she only knows that she is a Avian-shifter meaning she can turn into any kind of bird she wants. Though she has other powers, she doesn't know them. her necromancer blood makes her close to impossible to train




I remember her as a child

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How she lusts when she remembers
The night of her first blow
She always wanted to know
How far could she really go

Inflamed, a dead-end room
Seduce to consume
Nightsilence...Vampire...Empire
Statues with open wounds

The flavour of poison and moon
Still maturing on her blood
She is not your occasional affair, no!
But eternal love, drop by drop...

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How daylight hurts when moonlight bites
She juggles with her invisible knife
A black bird senses danger and flies
Gives peace to a tall figure in the dark

Little silhouette snakes find
a warm nest behind the door
And whip-tongues and skins
of sisters now gone.

Bodyprints cover the velvet floor
Which grows red and red
They know she will hunt and hurt tonight
And they crown her Queen of the Dead.

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Raping...on and on with her raven claws

Will she weep for them or whip them once again?


[> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ^Deadly Bite^


Author:
^Tony^
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Date Posted: 20:44:03 09/06/04 Mon

^Male raised a brow letting the fire change to that of a small moon like orb. He tossed it up into the branches so that a cool white glow raidated about them one that was acctually quiet beautiful. Never really had a reason to. After a hundred years I only killed one person and that was an accident. Yes I usually have perfect night vision but it's been about a day since I last fed so it's not quiet as good as usual. Male leaned his head back so he could see the fae better. Yes my mother is a witch. My father was vampire. What about you? Question was simple and spoken with no attatchements, he didn't care much if she answered or not.^

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ~fly away~


Author:
Ria
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Date Posted: 20:55:38 09/06/04 Mon


*Cyne would love playing with this one, she knew that much. but Cyne loved playing with anything. well except Meria, which is how she ended up here. She frowned at the question but she didn’t look surprised at it. It wasn’t completely unexpected.*

“I part what’s called Avian Shifter. Don’t know the rest of my bloodlines; don’t know either of my parents.”

*She didn’t look to upset about it, it was no loss to her, you couldn’t miss what you never had. And parents were one of the luxuries she wasn’t aloud to have as a ‘slave’. She kept her gaze no him, not completely trusting him. She was a tad bit on the paranoid side. But she had a strong dislike to vampires, as well as a lack of trust in them*


Name:
Kanoni
Nickname:
Kan, Noni, Kany, whatever else she was called by her many owners
New Name:
Meria
New Nickname:
Meri, Ria
Age:
13
Gender:
Female
’Occupation’:
Runaway Slave
’ Species’:
Avian-Shifter might be part necromancer
Appearance:
Golden blonde hair that falls to about her mid-back, usually it is left down and unkempt causing it to fall down over her shoulders and into her face. Strange golden eyes, that give her an almost exotic look, though sometimes they appear more black then gold. She is rather petite in build, making her rather agile and light weight. Despite being small she is rather well built, combined with her fair skin, and rather ragged appearance it obvious she is not completely normal just by looking at her. Her pale complexion gives away lack of sunlight from having lived behind walls her whole life. Scars also cover her, the majority of them on her back, and legs, most of them are from whips, on her back from her ‘training sessions’ with her many owners, on the legs from them forcing her to bow, there are also some from blades, belts, chains, and whatever else used to punish or restrain her.
Personality:
She is anything but a well trained slave. Crafty and rebellious, she was known for being a trouble maker. She was the one that went out of her way to cause problems and get herself in trouble. Hated by the salves and trainers alike for her loud and rowdy behavior she was traded around a lot. Trying to find someone that could actually handle her, and because of this developed a very cocky attitude. She is not in the least bit submissive, nor is she withdrawn. But she still avoids people if she can, knowing for a fact that she is being looked for. Scared of nothing, none of her masters ever learned to put fear in the young fem. And though she was born in the salve trade, she couldn’t seem to be broken. Whippings didn’t help since she didn’t seem to mind the pain, and she wasn’t afraid to die, so because of this she was determined untrainable by all who dealt with her. She is a troublemaker, and very full of herself. She is openly rude to everyone, and down right abusive to other slaves. Cold and rather hard, she probably be better off left as free blood
Past:
She was born into the slave trade Alpdrücken, and for the first 2 years of her life she was kept by an owner who treated her as nothing more then a pet. At the age of 3 she was sold to another vampire. Lacking any training, her new owner was ordered to train her. Having her powered bound, she was suddenly expected to life the role of the slave she was. This was when the trouble starting, refusing to submit she put up a fuss. Gaining herself more beatings then even she can remember, and that was only the first year of training. She was passed from owner to owner, no one being able to quench her fiery attitude. She kept acting up, kept causing scenes and kept being openly rude. Finally Cyne had enough with her, and her games, forcing her owner to give the girl up Cyne took claim over her. But before she ever even made it to Cyne’s clutches, she gained help of a vampire who was against the slave trade. Attacked her owner, and escaped. Not long after her escape she gained her powers back. She still not used to them, but has been doing her best to learn them. She been testing out what she knows, almost seeming to abuse them. She is still wanted by Alpdrücken though Cyne would easily sell her to another trainer, since she is such a nuisance
Powers:
she only knows that she is a Avian-shifter meaning she can turn into any kind of bird she wants. Though she has other powers, she doesn't know them. her necromancer blood makes her close to impossible to train




I remember her as a child

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How she lusts when she remembers
The night of her first blow
She always wanted to know
How far could she really go

Inflamed, a dead-end room
Seduce to consume
Nightsilence...Vampire...Empire
Statues with open wounds

The flavour of poison and moon
Still maturing on her blood
She is not your occasional affair, no!
But eternal love, drop by drop...

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How daylight hurts when moonlight bites
She juggles with her invisible knife
A black bird senses danger and flies
Gives peace to a tall figure in the dark

Little silhouette snakes find
a warm nest behind the door
And whip-tongues and skins
of sisters now gone.

Bodyprints cover the velvet floor
Which grows red and red
They know she will hunt and hurt tonight
And they crown her Queen of the Dead.

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Raping...on and on with her raven claws

Will she weep for them or whip them once again?


[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ^Deadly Bite^


Author:
^Tony^
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Date Posted: 21:00:56 09/06/04 Mon

^Male cocked his head to one side. That's cool. What's your favorite bird? Bleh boring conversation but he didn't seem to care what came out of his mouth and he wasn't in a very creative mood at the moment.^


(just like me lol)
[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ~Share in the freedom I feel when I fly~


Author:
Ria
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Date Posted: 21:13:39 09/06/04 Mon


*She shrugged slightly, not really seeming all that interested in the question. She wasn’t actually able to pick. All of them in a way were part of her. So she went with the two forms she used more often*

“Hmm hawks? Maybe Ravens… I don’t know”

*it was said offhandedly as she yawned, stretching slightly. When she was younger, even her human form had wings. Her species was literally half bird, but when she was about two they were removed. It was a painful, it was her first real memory. Having her freedom completely taken away. But they couldn’t break her… and despite 13 years being trained she still was stubborn as a mule.*

“It hard to have a favorite when until a week ago I couldn’t shift and never seen the outdoors”

*yeah sad as that sounds, for 13 years she was kept locked behind walls, with no windows or any show of the outside life. She had fallen in love with flying when she escaped and found her powers… then Dorjan found her. But her need for the outdoors was still there, which is why she always ended up out here. Though in truth she was beginning to wish she never found out her power not her love for the outdoors. Because though before she knew something was missing she never knew what it was, not that she did… it made her longing for freedom so much stronger… though that might be an advantage in some-ways. Make her fight harder*


Name:
Kanoni
Nickname:
Kan, Noni, Kany, whatever else she was called by her many owners
New Name:
Meria
New Nickname:
Meri, Ria
Age:
13
Gender:
Female
’Occupation’:
Runaway Slave
’ Species’:
Avian-Shifter might be part necromancer
Appearance:
Golden blonde hair that falls to about her mid-back, usually it is left down and unkempt causing it to fall down over her shoulders and into her face. Strange golden eyes, that give her an almost exotic look, though sometimes they appear more black then gold. She is rather petite in build, making her rather agile and light weight. Despite being small she is rather well built, combined with her fair skin, and rather ragged appearance it obvious she is not completely normal just by looking at her. Her pale complexion gives away lack of sunlight from having lived behind walls her whole life. Scars also cover her, the majority of them on her back, and legs, most of them are from whips, on her back from her ‘training sessions’ with her many owners, on the legs from them forcing her to bow, there are also some from blades, belts, chains, and whatever else used to punish or restrain her.
Personality:
She is anything but a well trained slave. Crafty and rebellious, she was known for being a trouble maker. She was the one that went out of her way to cause problems and get herself in trouble. Hated by the salves and trainers alike for her loud and rowdy behavior she was traded around a lot. Trying to find someone that could actually handle her, and because of this developed a very cocky attitude. She is not in the least bit submissive, nor is she withdrawn. But she still avoids people if she can, knowing for a fact that she is being looked for. Scared of nothing, none of her masters ever learned to put fear in the young fem. And though she was born in the salve trade, she couldn’t seem to be broken. Whippings didn’t help since she didn’t seem to mind the pain, and she wasn’t afraid to die, so because of this she was determined untrainable by all who dealt with her. She is a troublemaker, and very full of herself. She is openly rude to everyone, and down right abusive to other slaves. Cold and rather hard, she probably be better off left as free blood
Past:
She was born into the slave trade Alpdrücken, and for the first 2 years of her life she was kept by an owner who treated her as nothing more then a pet. At the age of 3 she was sold to another vampire. Lacking any training, her new owner was ordered to train her. Having her powered bound, she was suddenly expected to life the role of the slave she was. This was when the trouble starting, refusing to submit she put up a fuss. Gaining herself more beatings then even she can remember, and that was only the first year of training. She was passed from owner to owner, no one being able to quench her fiery attitude. She kept acting up, kept causing scenes and kept being openly rude. Finally Cyne had enough with her, and her games, forcing her owner to give the girl up Cyne took claim over her. But before she ever even made it to Cyne’s clutches, she gained help of a vampire who was against the slave trade. Attacked her owner, and escaped. Not long after her escape she gained her powers back. She still not used to them, but has been doing her best to learn them. She been testing out what she knows, almost seeming to abuse them. She is still wanted by Alpdrücken though Cyne would easily sell her to another trainer, since she is such a nuisance
Powers:
she only knows that she is a Avian-shifter meaning she can turn into any kind of bird she wants. Though she has other powers, she doesn't know them. her necromancer blood makes her close to impossible to train




I remember her as a child

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How she lusts when she remembers
The night of her first blow
She always wanted to know
How far could she really go

Inflamed, a dead-end room
Seduce to consume
Nightsilence...Vampire...Empire
Statues with open wounds

The flavour of poison and moon
Still maturing on her blood
She is not your occasional affair, no!
But eternal love, drop by drop...

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How daylight hurts when moonlight bites
She juggles with her invisible knife
A black bird senses danger and flies
Gives peace to a tall figure in the dark

Little silhouette snakes find
a warm nest behind the door
And whip-tongues and skins
of sisters now gone.

Bodyprints cover the velvet floor
Which grows red and red
They know she will hunt and hurt tonight
And they crown her Queen of the Dead.

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Raping...on and on with her raven claws

Will she weep for them or whip them once again?


(I g2g now… it past midnight and I have to get up tomorrow for school I’ll be on tomorrow)
[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ^Deadly Bite^


Author:
^Tony^
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Date Posted: 21:46:45 09/06/04 Mon

^He sighed allowing his head to drop on to his knees which he'd pulled to his chest. Man, I'm sorry 'bout that. It's kind of strange being here. Yeah I'm no slave but if I leave I go back into a life of being shunned, feared and hated. Mother tried her hardest to protect us both, hiding our true forms, living as humans. Here everyone's different and no one cares really what I am, it's almost refreshing but now I don't have the slight rush of running and hiding. He shrugged and looked back up at the sky. To bad there is no world where we can all live in peace.^

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ~Raven~


Author:
Meri
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Date Posted: 19:06:11 09/07/04 Tue


*she shrugged slightly, letting herself fall backwards. Resting her arms under her head. She didn’t know what she thought of this place. It was better then Cyne’s place. Alpdrücken was like a deathtrap, you go in but never come out, not alive anyway. She raised both eyebrows*

“only got to run and hide for a week, then this one found me… I guess I wasn’t very good at hiding eh?”

*She laughed shaking her head covering her face*

“sure you would be accepted around Alpdrücken… that town is run by vampires…”

*She had found that out the hard way. Yeah the nearest place to that was New York Ciry… Alpdrücken and the surrounding city was hidden from the knowledge. But it was there. Meri was proof of that*


Name:
Kanoni
Nickname:
Kan, Noni, Kany, whatever else she was called by her many owners
New Name:
Meria
New Nickname:
Meri, Ria
Age:
13
Gender:
Female
’Occupation’:
Runaway Slave
’ Species’:
Avian-Shifter might be part necromancer
Appearance:
Golden blonde hair that falls to about her mid-back, usually it is left down and unkempt causing it to fall down over her shoulders and into her face. Strange golden eyes, that give her an almost exotic look, though sometimes they appear more black then gold. She is rather petite in build, making her rather agile and light weight. Despite being small she is rather well built, combined with her fair skin, and rather ragged appearance it obvious she is not completely normal just by looking at her. Her pale complexion gives away lack of sunlight from having lived behind walls her whole life. Scars also cover her, the majority of them on her back, and legs, most of them are from whips, on her back from her ‘training sessions’ with her many owners, on the legs from them forcing her to bow, there are also some from blades, belts, chains, and whatever else used to punish or restrain her.
Personality:
She is anything but a well trained slave. Crafty and rebellious, she was known for being a trouble maker. She was the one that went out of her way to cause problems and get herself in trouble. Hated by the salves and trainers alike for her loud and rowdy behavior she was traded around a lot. Trying to find someone that could actually handle her, and because of this developed a very cocky attitude. She is not in the least bit submissive, nor is she withdrawn. But she still avoids people if she can, knowing for a fact that she is being looked for. Scared of nothing, none of her masters ever learned to put fear in the young fem. And though she was born in the salve trade, she couldn’t seem to be broken. Whippings didn’t help since she didn’t seem to mind the pain, and she wasn’t afraid to die, so because of this she was determined untrainable by all who dealt with her. She is a troublemaker, and very full of herself. She is openly rude to everyone, and down right abusive to other slaves. Cold and rather hard, she probably be better off left as free blood
Past:
She was born into the slave trade Alpdrücken, and for the first 2 years of her life she was kept by an owner who treated her as nothing more then a pet. At the age of 3 she was sold to another vampire. Lacking any training, her new owner was ordered to train her. Having her powered bound, she was suddenly expected to life the role of the slave she was. This was when the trouble starting, refusing to submit she put up a fuss. Gaining herself more beatings then even she can remember, and that was only the first year of training. She was passed from owner to owner, no one being able to quench her fiery attitude. She kept acting up, kept causing scenes and kept being openly rude. Finally Cyne had enough with her, and her games, forcing her owner to give the girl up Cyne took claim over her. But before she ever even made it to Cyne’s clutches, she gained help of a vampire who was against the slave trade. Attacked her owner, and escaped. Not long after her escape she gained her powers back. She still not used to them, but has been doing her best to learn them. She been testing out what she knows, almost seeming to abuse them. She is still wanted by Alpdrücken though Cyne would easily sell her to another trainer, since she is such a nuisance
Powers:
she only knows that she is a Avian-shifter meaning she can turn into any kind of bird she wants. Though she has other powers, she doesn't know them. her necromancer blood makes her close to impossible to train




I remember her as a child

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How she lusts when she remembers
The night of her first blow
She always wanted to know
How far could she really go

Inflamed, a dead-end room
Seduce to consume
Nightsilence...Vampire...Empire
Statues with open wounds

The flavour of poison and moon
Still maturing on her blood
She is not your occasional affair, no!
But eternal love, drop by drop...

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How daylight hurts when moonlight bites
She juggles with her invisible knife
A black bird senses danger and flies
Gives peace to a tall figure in the dark

Little silhouette snakes find
a warm nest behind the door
And whip-tongues and skins
of sisters now gone.

Bodyprints cover the velvet floor
Which grows red and red
They know she will hunt and hurt tonight
And they crown her Queen of the Dead.

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Raping...on and on with her raven claws

Will she weep for them or whip them once again?


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Author:
^Tony^
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Date Posted: 19:33:22 09/07/04 Tue

^Male shrugged. Eh who cares about vampires. I know I was born one but I never really cared to be what I am. Mother was working on a potion to remove my fangs and restore to my body the ability to produce my own blood but it's failed time and again. Mum's the best thing I've got and with her I'm never rejected. We're very close. I wish you could have had a parent to know and love. Mum's so kind, she will treat anyone like her child. He remembered several times his mom had found some lost lonely human child and taken him or her in and when they left they were changed, they had purpose and the will to go on and take charge of their world. Mother's very protective too. She wasn't about to let her little boy come here without her being close by. He closed his eyes again leaning all his weight against the tree. Dorjan's not so bad I guess. I wouldn't know how he treats his slaves but he seems to forget about them after a little while, not on purpose but because he's got other things on his mind. I've been kind of naughty letting ya'll get away with whatever you want. But I say who gives a dam, I'm a wizard I can clean and get things for myself faster than any slave. I'd rather have a household of friends so we can all hang out and get ourselves into some trouble. That and Dorjan basically said he was shocked to find what he calls a hybrid free and not enslaved. He smirked to himself and gave a soft sigh. He waved his hand slightly and the orb dimmed and went out. Started to bug me. He mumbled as if she cared for an explanation.^

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ~Computers hate me~


Author:
Meri
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Date Posted: 20:20:29 09/07/04 Tue


“I guess that something we agree on. Who cares about vampires… they are nothing but a bother to me. Annoy the hell out of me. Can’t stand them… it’s closet to impossible to remove vampire blood. But it been done before… or sorta… A vampire got out of hand. Turned him human again, but he kept some of the blood and it got passed to his children. They were human but had some powers…”

*it had started a witch line, she knew of it because one of the trainers of Alpdrücken was the daughter of the male she was speaking of, having been turned when she was in her 20’s.*

“I don’t want parents… don’t need them. I did fine with out them. Why do I need someone always worrying about me… It sounds more tiresome then anything.”

*she didn’t get the whole ‘love’ thing. She didn’t believe in the word. She had been betrayed by those she thought close enough to be ‘family’ I guess you can say, so yeah she wasn’t really accepting of the whole family idea.*

“I don’t know how he treats his slave. He promised Cyne he have me trained… hasn’t done a thing yet… think he feared her reaction if she said no…… no problem though. He wouldn’t be able to do a thing with me….”

*Both eyebrows raised, her golden eyes narrowing slightly not seeming to pleased at something he said*

“Letting? You couldn’t do anything anyway. I’ll do as I like no matter what anyone thinks or does”

*even if it meant being beaten for it. she liked pain anyway, she was one of those sick individuals that actually enjoyed pain. She brushed her blonde hair from her face. Shifting looking bored*

“Hybrids slaves wha? His slave trade is different then Cyne’s I guess. The only hybrids they have are like me… not vampire mixes really. They are worth nothing”


Name:
Kanoni
Nickname:
Kan, Noni, Kany, whatever else she was called by her many owners
New Name:
Meria
New Nickname:
Meri, Ria
Age:
13
Gender:
Female
’Occupation’:
Runaway Slave
’ Species’:
Avian-Shifter might be part necromancer
Appearance:
Golden blonde hair that falls to about her mid-back, usually it is left down and unkempt causing it to fall down over her shoulders and into her face. Strange golden eyes, that give her an almost exotic look, though sometimes they appear more black then gold. She is rather petite in build, making her rather agile and light weight. Despite being small she is rather well built, combined with her fair skin, and rather ragged appearance it obvious she is not completely normal just by looking at her. Her pale complexion gives away lack of sunlight from having lived behind walls her whole life. Scars also cover her, the majority of them on her back, and legs, most of them are from whips, on her back from her ‘training sessions’ with her many owners, on the legs from them forcing her to bow, there are also some from blades, belts, chains, and whatever else used to punish or restrain her.
Personality:
She is anything but a well trained slave. Crafty and rebellious, she was known for being a trouble maker. She was the one that went out of her way to cause problems and get herself in trouble. Hated by the salves and trainers alike for her loud and rowdy behavior she was traded around a lot. Trying to find someone that could actually handle her, and because of this developed a very cocky attitude. She is not in the least bit submissive, nor is she withdrawn. But she still avoids people if she can, knowing for a fact that she is being looked for. Scared of nothing, none of her masters ever learned to put fear in the young fem. And though she was born in the salve trade, she couldn’t seem to be broken. Whippings didn’t help since she didn’t seem to mind the pain, and she wasn’t afraid to die, so because of this she was determined untrainable by all who dealt with her. She is a troublemaker, and very full of herself. She is openly rude to everyone, and down right abusive to other slaves. Cold and rather hard, she probably be better off left as free blood
Past:
She was born into the slave trade Alpdrücken, and for the first 2 years of her life she was kept by an owner who treated her as nothing more then a pet. At the age of 3 she was sold to another vampire. Lacking any training, her new owner was ordered to train her. Having her powered bound, she was suddenly expected to life the role of the slave she was. This was when the trouble starting, refusing to submit she put up a fuss. Gaining herself more beatings then even she can remember, and that was only the first year of training. She was passed from owner to owner, no one being able to quench her fiery attitude. She kept acting up, kept causing scenes and kept being openly rude. Finally Cyne had enough with her, and her games, forcing her owner to give the girl up Cyne took claim over her. But before she ever even made it to Cyne’s clutches, she gained help of a vampire who was against the slave trade. Attacked her owner, and escaped. Not long after her escape she gained her powers back. She still not used to them, but has been doing her best to learn them. She been testing out what she knows, almost seeming to abuse them. She is still wanted by Alpdrücken though Cyne would easily sell her to another trainer, since she is such a nuisance
Powers:
she only knows that she is a Avian-shifter meaning she can turn into any kind of bird she wants. Though she has other powers, she doesn't know them. her necromancer blood makes her close to impossible to train




I remember her as a child

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How she lusts when she remembers
The night of her first blow
She always wanted to know
How far could she really go

Inflamed, a dead-end room
Seduce to consume
Nightsilence...Vampire...Empire
Statues with open wounds

The flavour of poison and moon
Still maturing on her blood
She is not your occasional affair, no!
But eternal love, drop by drop...

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How daylight hurts when moonlight bites
She juggles with her invisible knife
A black bird senses danger and flies
Gives peace to a tall figure in the dark

Little silhouette snakes find
a warm nest behind the door
And whip-tongues and skins
of sisters now gone.

Bodyprints cover the velvet floor
Which grows red and red
They know she will hunt and hurt tonight
And they crown her Queen of the Dead.

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Raping...on and on with her raven claws

Will she weep for them or whip them once again?


[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ^Deadly Bite^


Author:
^Tony^
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Date Posted: 20:55:24 09/07/04 Tue

^Male nodded. Ah I see. Well I was speaking of Sasha. She's suposed to act all 'proper' I guess or whatever but I don't care. She's my friend and she's a good kisser. Male chuckled softly at the thought of the human twenty year old. He's even got a couple full vampire slaves. He doesn't care what the salve is. His breathing slowed slightly a sign of complete relaxation. You know, you let things get to you too easily. Kinda like that wolf that was running around here. One little joke and he was all in a huff. See I like to keep things relaxed and on the level. It takes a lot more than a bunch of words to get to me. I've learned how to ignore it, 'course I've had about a hundred years to work on that. Yeah he'd definately been an obstinate little brat when he was younger but now he'd learned it didn't do anything. So just sit back and enjoy the ride, words changed nothing, actions did. You've had a tough life. Wonder what you'd be like if you had been born free.^

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ~Don't worry.... be happy~


Author:
Ria
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Date Posted: 20:27:45 09/08/04 Wed


“there are a few full blooded vampire slaves back in the trade I’m from… but most of them were children when turned… some no older then 5… they were easy to break completely into the perfect slave”

*sad really. She hated seeing the kids, so badly broken that they were terrified of just about everything. She knew 2 year olds that were already perfectly broken. Knew there titles, and respect, also did cleaning of what they could reach. It was depressing to think about*

“Wolf? Oh you mean Kazan….?”

*she let out something close to a snort though at the mention of him, at what he was really saying.*


“maybe it’s you then. Sometimes one needs to know where the line is for jokes and not cross it”

*She said it rather coldly. Yeah she wasn’t the warmest of people. She had no reason to be. Sighing softly she didn’t answer his last statement though she did have a thought ‘happy’ the only time the female had been anywhere near happy was when she had been with Korbin… another slave… she had been dumb then. He had been playing with her the whole time…*


Name:
Kanoni
Nickname:
Kan, Noni, Kany, whatever else she was called by her many owners
New Name:
Meria
New Nickname:
Meri, Ria
Age:
13
Gender:
Female
’Occupation’:
Runaway Slave
’ Species’:
Avian-Shifter might be part necromancer
Appearance:
Golden blonde hair that falls to about her mid-back, usually it is left down and unkempt causing it to fall down over her shoulders and into her face. Strange golden eyes, that give her an almost exotic look, though sometimes they appear more black then gold. She is rather petite in build, making her rather agile and light weight. Despite being small she is rather well built, combined with her fair skin, and rather ragged appearance it obvious she is not completely normal just by looking at her. Her pale complexion gives away lack of sunlight from having lived behind walls her whole life. Scars also cover her, the majority of them on her back, and legs, most of them are from whips, on her back from her ‘training sessions’ with her many owners, on the legs from them forcing her to bow, there are also some from blades, belts, chains, and whatever else used to punish or restrain her.
Personality:
She is anything but a well trained slave. Crafty and rebellious, she was known for being a trouble maker. She was the one that went out of her way to cause problems and get herself in trouble. Hated by the salves and trainers alike for her loud and rowdy behavior she was traded around a lot. Trying to find someone that could actually handle her, and because of this developed a very cocky attitude. She is not in the least bit submissive, nor is she withdrawn. But she still avoids people if she can, knowing for a fact that she is being looked for. Scared of nothing, none of her masters ever learned to put fear in the young fem. And though she was born in the salve trade, she couldn’t seem to be broken. Whippings didn’t help since she didn’t seem to mind the pain, and she wasn’t afraid to die, so because of this she was determined untrainable by all who dealt with her. She is a troublemaker, and very full of herself. She is openly rude to everyone, and down right abusive to other slaves. Cold and rather hard, she probably be better off left as free blood
Past:
She was born into the slave trade Alpdrücken, and for the first 2 years of her life she was kept by an owner who treated her as nothing more then a pet. At the age of 3 she was sold to another vampire. Lacking any training, her new owner was ordered to train her. Having her powered bound, she was suddenly expected to life the role of the slave she was. This was when the trouble starting, refusing to submit she put up a fuss. Gaining herself more beatings then even she can remember, and that was only the first year of training. She was passed from owner to owner, no one being able to quench her fiery attitude. She kept acting up, kept causing scenes and kept being openly rude. Finally Cyne had enough with her, and her games, forcing her owner to give the girl up Cyne took claim over her. But before she ever even made it to Cyne’s clutches, she gained help of a vampire who was against the slave trade. Attacked her owner, and escaped. Not long after her escape she gained her powers back. She still not used to them, but has been doing her best to learn them. She been testing out what she knows, almost seeming to abuse them. She is still wanted by Alpdrücken though Cyne would easily sell her to another trainer, since she is such a nuisance
Powers:
she only knows that she is a Avian-shifter meaning she can turn into any kind of bird she wants. Though she has other powers, she doesn't know them. her necromancer blood makes her close to impossible to train




I remember her as a child

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How she lusts when she remembers
The night of her first blow
She always wanted to know
How far could she really go

Inflamed, a dead-end room
Seduce to consume
Nightsilence...Vampire...Empire
Statues with open wounds

The flavour of poison and moon
Still maturing on her blood
She is not your occasional affair, no!
But eternal love, drop by drop...

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How daylight hurts when moonlight bites
She juggles with her invisible knife
A black bird senses danger and flies
Gives peace to a tall figure in the dark

Little silhouette snakes find
a warm nest behind the door
And whip-tongues and skins
of sisters now gone.

Bodyprints cover the velvet floor
Which grows red and red
They know she will hunt and hurt tonight
And they crown her Queen of the Dead.

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Raping...on and on with her raven claws

Will she weep for them or whip them once again?


[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ^Deadly Bite^


Author:
^Tony^
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Date Posted: 22:57:40 09/08/04 Wed

^He shrugged. Meh. Maybe, he was attacking one of the shifters and I just said a few perhaps irritating phrases, not meaning any harm and he didn't take it very well but alas some are just born to be uptight hunters or trained that way, dunno 'bout his origins. Male glanced up through the branches and smiled softly. Boy it's beautiful tonight. Sometimes I wish I could just float on up to the sky. Well I could really but it's very draining. Orbs were soft and almost had a live look to them. Yes, the sky, the night they were some of the little things that could make his worst nightmares seem far away. What do you like to do?^

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: ~Concrete angel.~


Author:
Meri
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Date Posted: 13:50:57 09/09/04 Thu


*she sighed heavily, letting herself fall backwards into a laying position. Strange golden eyes watching the sky with lack of interest. She loved to fly, that was her only thing she enjoyed. But she wasn’t sure if she wanted to share that fact*

“Flying I guess…. It’s the only thing that really worth any time or thought… but really can’t do much of that. the yard not all that big… and leaving might end up with my shifting abilities taking from me”

*they had already clipped her wings… well clipped wasn’t really the right word cut off was more like it. now her only way she can fly was in bird form. Oh well it was better then anything. Flying was her freedom, but not even then was she never truly free. She needed to lighten up… but that wouldn’t be happening anytime soon.*



Name:
Kanoni
Nickname:
Kan, Noni, Kany, whatever else she was called by her many owners
New Name:
Meria
New Nickname:
Meri, Ria
Age:
13
Gender:
Female
’Occupation’:
Runaway Slave
’ Species’:
Avian-Shifter might be part necromancer
Appearance:
Golden blonde hair that falls to about her mid-back, usually it is left down and unkempt causing it to fall down over her shoulders and into her face. Strange golden eyes, that give her an almost exotic look, though sometimes they appear more black then gold. She is rather petite in build, making her rather agile and light weight. Despite being small she is rather well built, combined with her fair skin, and rather ragged appearance it obvious she is not completely normal just by looking at her. Her pale complexion gives away lack of sunlight from having lived behind walls her whole life. Scars also cover her, the majority of them on her back, and legs, most of them are from whips, on her back from her ‘training sessions’ with her many owners, on the legs from them forcing her to bow, there are also some from blades, belts, chains, and whatever else used to punish or restrain her.
Personality:
She is anything but a well trained slave. Crafty and rebellious, she was known for being a trouble maker. She was the one that went out of her way to cause problems and get herself in trouble. Hated by the salves and trainers alike for her loud and rowdy behavior she was traded around a lot. Trying to find someone that could actually handle her, and because of this developed a very cocky attitude. She is not in the least bit submissive, nor is she withdrawn. But she still avoids people if she can, knowing for a fact that she is being looked for. Scared of nothing, none of her masters ever learned to put fear in the young fem. And though she was born in the salve trade, she couldn’t seem to be broken. Whippings didn’t help since she didn’t seem to mind the pain, and she wasn’t afraid to die, so because of this she was determined untrainable by all who dealt with her. She is a troublemaker, and very full of herself. She is openly rude to everyone, and down right abusive to other slaves. Cold and rather hard, she probably be better off left as free blood
Past:
She was born into the slave trade Alpdrücken, and for the first 2 years of her life she was kept by an owner who treated her as nothing more then a pet. At the age of 3 she was sold to another vampire. Lacking any training, her new owner was ordered to train her. Having her powered bound, she was suddenly expected to life the role of the slave she was. This was when the trouble starting, refusing to submit she put up a fuss. Gaining herself more beatings then even she can remember, and that was only the first year of training. She was passed from owner to owner, no one being able to quench her fiery attitude. She kept acting up, kept causing scenes and kept being openly rude. Finally Cyne had enough with her, and her games, forcing her owner to give the girl up Cyne took claim over her. But before she ever even made it to Cyne’s clutches, she gained help of a vampire who was against the slave trade. Attacked her owner, and escaped. Not long after her escape she gained her powers back. She still not used to them, but has been doing her best to learn them. She been testing out what she knows, almost seeming to abuse them. She is still wanted by Alpdrücken though Cyne would easily sell her to another trainer, since she is such a nuisance
Powers:
she only knows that she is a Avian-shifter meaning she can turn into any kind of bird she wants. Though she has other powers, she doesn't know them. her necromancer blood makes her close to impossible to train




I remember her as a child

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How she lusts when she remembers
The night of her first blow
She always wanted to know
How far could she really go

Inflamed, a dead-end room
Seduce to consume
Nightsilence...Vampire...Empire
Statues with open wounds

The flavour of poison and moon
Still maturing on her blood
She is not your occasional affair, no!
But eternal love, drop by drop...

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws

How daylight hurts when moonlight bites
She juggles with her invisible knife
A black bird senses danger and flies
Gives peace to a tall figure in the dark

Little silhouette snakes find
a warm nest behind the door
And whip-tongues and skins
of sisters now gone.

Bodyprints cover the velvet floor
Which grows red and red
They know she will hunt and hurt tonight
And they crown her Queen of the Dead.

Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Raping...on and on with her raven claws

Will she weep for them or whip them once again?




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