02-02-2010, 03:21 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-02-2010, 05:32 PM by blankmind12.)
(This is a private RP for Venin, Shadowknight and myself. Normal RP rules apply; no powerplaying, killing other players characters etc, but I doubt they're be any problems ^_^)
A short profile just to start us up. The setting is in a semi-modern city with a lot of old fashioned buildings
Name: Luna
Species: Raccoon
Age: 22
Bio: Luna is a shy, quiet but fairly attractive girl who tends to look down on herself. She's hard working and eager to please those around her but also a little clumbsy. She was sold into the Slave Market to pay off her families heavy debts and is waiting to either be purchased and taken to her new master's home or be tossed into a brothel.
(Ok guys Game Start!)
Luna moaned as her legs started to shake from the strain of standing still for so long. She and two other girls were lined up and stripped naked on the small wooden stage the slave traders used to show off the day's 'merchandise.' She wanted desperately to cover her face or wrap her tail around herself but she dared not too. She knew the overseers watching them would jump at the chance to discipline them right then and there. With a sigh she lowered her head and waited until either one of the many on-lookers decided to buy her or she was taken back to her cell when the market closed.
A short profile just to start us up. The setting is in a semi-modern city with a lot of old fashioned buildings
Name: Luna
Species: Raccoon
Age: 22
Bio: Luna is a shy, quiet but fairly attractive girl who tends to look down on herself. She's hard working and eager to please those around her but also a little clumbsy. She was sold into the Slave Market to pay off her families heavy debts and is waiting to either be purchased and taken to her new master's home or be tossed into a brothel.
(Ok guys Game Start!)
Luna moaned as her legs started to shake from the strain of standing still for so long. She and two other girls were lined up and stripped naked on the small wooden stage the slave traders used to show off the day's 'merchandise.' She wanted desperately to cover her face or wrap her tail around herself but she dared not too. She knew the overseers watching them would jump at the chance to discipline them right then and there. With a sigh she lowered her head and waited until either one of the many on-lookers decided to buy her or she was taken back to her cell when the market closed.