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[Scottish Girl]

"I can only say that there is not a man living who wishes more sincerely than I do to see a plan adopted for the abolition of slavery."
George Washington 

People said the First World War would be the war that ended all wars, some said the Second World War would end all wars. Not even close. 
A war started between two countries, and slowly more and more countries go involved, slowly it turned into World War III. The death count just kept rising and rising, triple the death count of the Second World War, and it just kept rising. Then there was a large battle, and everyone knew his would be the final one, the battle to decide which country would be the victor.

The whole world fell silent, and everybody was watching he news, waiting for the news. It lasted three days, three days of cold blooded murder, until one side had to admit defeat. The whole world mourned, as Rafael Machazad, an extremely powerful dictator announced his victory. 

Three months later he came back onto the television, and to the shock of he world he made a degree, saying every man woman or child who fought against him must be delivered to him. And so that was what happened. He sent his men into every town, city and village in the world and captured every soldier, bringing them to the dictators land, and locking them up. He then announced to his own country that those people were to be made slaves. At first the people in his country were dubious, but soon they had gotten used to it, and so it goes on.

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•In this society is does not matter how rich you are, how fashionable you are, or what technology you have, it only matters how high ranked your slave was in the army.
•When out in public you want to make sure you are dressed the best, and it is particularly important what your slave is wearing. Everyone has their own style.
•A slave must wear a collar at all times.
•A slave must have a branding on his/her's body telling what rank they were in the army. For marines/navy men and the common soldier is is a heart with wings. For high ranking officers it is a trail of thorns(usually quite large) and for higher then them such as spies or captains it is a trail of roses winding up their arm(the most noticeable)
•How popular you are is completely decided on how high ranked your slave is, it is all most people think about. The most terrible thing that could happen is if a slave should disobey a master in public.

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[herondale.]

{ ~ bookmarkin' it. ^^ ~ }

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Conner 'Conny' Bria Waterfall.
||Age||
Twenty - two.
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Female.
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As she was the only girl, Conny is quite a spoilt child. Her mother dotes on her, bending to her every want. She can be sly and self-centered and she is incredibly vain. It doesn't help that her family is wealthy and they're quite high up in the ranks of class. She takes her image very seriously and she can be very cruel and cold. Most of the servants that they own fear of her anger as her moods can switch over the smallest thing. She can often come across as at least briefly approachable at first glance but, as you get talking, you realise that is the complete opposite to her true personality. She is an exquisite actor and will fool even the cleverest of people into thinking that they stand a chance with her.
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Conny had quite a priveledged childhood with her parents already coming from a wealthy background. With their intellect, they gradually built up multi-mullion pound businesses that are still running true and strong even with her parents in their twilight years. Her and her two brothers all got along well, going to the best schools money could buy and getting everything they ever wanted.
That was until the war began and her older brother, Phillip, decided to join it. Her parents had been proud of his decision as had she and her younger brother. At the time. But as time went on, her doubts grew and, even though she kept it all to herself, she had begun to worry for her brothers wellfare. He had never been exactly strong, his strength being in his words and mind. Not in his body.
And her worst fears were confirmed when the war ended and her brother did not return home.
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some of the clothes she wears
x x x x
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Master.
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• Brother - Sonny Joshua Waterfall - Seventeen.
• Brother - Phillip Brandon Waterfall - Twenty-three - Deceased.
• Mother - Serena Marsha Waterfall - Fourty-eight.
• Father - Gerard Jasper Waterfall - Fifety-two.
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Waterfall.
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Andrew Patrick Bell and an assortment of extra slaves that she could not care less about.
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[Scottish Girl]

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Andrew Patrick Bell

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20

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Male

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Andrew is a very sneaky and extremely clever. He loves freedom and he lives to laugh and have fun. He is very sarcastic, and. Dry mysterious. It is hard to get close to Andrew, he puts barriers around himself and he rarely makes true ds. When you get to know Andrew he is fun to be with and a complete daredevil.

Andrew is very handsome, and very strong. He is hard working, and knows how to get the job done, and has a talent with animals. However Andrew gets rather nervous and clumsy around girls and women. He hates being around them, and if he can be wont be.

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Andrew came from Scotland from a rich family. His father is a retired dressage rider who rode for biritain and breeds champion horses. He was among a few boys of the age of nine who were picked to be in a special programe to become spies. Andrew did become a spy and a really good one at that. Last month he was caltured by the dictator, the last spy of his county left since all the others were killed. His fate is still being discussed

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Slave

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Little sister(8)
Mother(39)
Father(40)

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Nope

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Nope

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[Scottish Girl]

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[Scottish Girl]

:3

[Scottish Girl]

(Can I be her father as well?)

[herondale.]

{ ~ Sure, that's fine. I've done her form, just trying to sort out her history. ~ }

[herondale.]

{ ~ My forms done. ~ }

[Scottish Girl]

(Let's Start)

Conner's father came bouncing up to her bedroom with a grin on his face. He was full of energy this morning, and there was one simple reason for that. He bounded into his daughters bedroom and stood here with a grin on his face,"I have a surprise for you!" he said, almost bursting with excitement as he skipped up to her bed. He laughed softly,"I, am getting you your very own slave...-and not just any old slave, he's a spy," he said with a grin. He stood up, starting to calm down slightly,"The people honk he might know where Philip is, but that is only a suspicion, and I wouldn't et your hopes up, apparently he is the only spy left in the country," he said, his smile fading slightly. His eyes brightened again,"Come on, get dressed, I promised them I wouldn't be long," he said as he bounded out again with. A grin on his face.

Andrew was pushed into a white room. I had nothing in it appart from a table with a chair on either side. Andrew relucta toy sat down on one of the chairs, folding his arms. Andrew was wearing a right black t-shirt and light combat trousers. It meant you could see his muscles easily, but also you could see the tattoo of a black rose that curled up his left arm, right from his wrist to his shoulder. Nothing Andrew was wearing was voluntary, and neither was the tattoo, they had forced him to have the tattoo so everyone knew he was a spy. Andrew looked rather annoyed as he sat there, as I'd he was in prison.

[herondale.]

C o n n y W a t e r f a l l

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Conny had been having quite an unpleasent dream, her sprawled about her head in a crazed fashion from a night of twisting and shifting. As always, they consisted mainly of her brother and the recently-won war. It would always be rough flashes of scenes, none of them focusing long enough for her to grasp the concept of what was happening. Either way, she always awoke with her heart racing and eyes watering.

Luckily, however, when her father bounded into the room with a bizzare spring to his step, she was saved from this ultimatum. As soon as her door burst open, Conny awoke. She was startled, yes, but at least she wasn't sweating and crying into the serenity of her room. She gave her father a level looked and raised an eyebrow. All throughout her life he'd been eccentric but he often took it pretty far. Now being one of those moments.

But she started when he mentioned that she was getting her own slave and that he was a spy. The grin that erupted onto her face was large and beautiful. Her own slave. And he was a spy! Perfect.

Then she thought of exactly what her father said; he may just know about Phillip. And with that, Conny was clambering out of bed just as her father exited the room. She was beyond eager to get her hands on that boy. If anyone knew where Phillip was, by God was she going to squeeze it out of them. By any means possible.

As soon as she was dressed - deciding to wear her black dress seeing as this was quite a formal occasion and she had to look decent in public - and had managed to tame her wild, brown hair, she headed straight out of her room. Her pace was swift and she was in the hall way within a matter of seconds.