ｅｎｓｌａｖｅｄ . || anime master/slave roleplay || accepting

[fiver]

Eric couldnt help but smile, he was probably scaring the poor slave with his smiling. " Well, I guess you could say that but you get the easy stuff around here. I dont want to work you like a dog." He said seriuosly

[kortico]

Eric couldnt help but smile, he was probably scaring the poor slave with his smiling. " Well, I guess you could say that but you get the easy stuff around here. I dont want to work you like a dog." He said seriuosly

hikame::
A quiet hum at the words, returning the smile with a little smirk of his own, "Good, because remember, I bite," not that he actually did. But still, if he got treated like a dog he'd make sure to act like one.

[Ayato ototochan]

Max is open for a master!)

[fiver]

Eric smirked as well ." Nice come back, I could live with your remarks if you can live with mine." He said with a smile

[hakuna matata;;]

➥ ａｌｅｘａｎｄｅｒ ➥ x ➥

Further questions were still tumbling through Alexander's head, but he had promised that the previous question was his last. The poor girl had already been through enough interrogation. Not that he had time for sympathy. All he was doing was what he was told. Studying Amber for a second longer, he nodded. "I see. ... Do you want anything to eat? I could probably instruct you tomorrow."

[Dreaming_Wide_Awake]

Brooke ~ Slave ~ 14 ~ (Matthew)

Brooke looked up through the Mercede's window. The house was the color of gray, a mix of charcoal and dove. There was a large lit den with lights that seemed to spark like gold. Just in general the house seemed to spark with gold. The circular tiled driveway was made of brick, as well as the large manor house.

Old masters of Brooke's had houses of white. Usually tall and rounded like a circle. Most of her life she worked for a one-story house. She knew this would be entirely different. If only she had a house as incredible as this.

"Wow..." The word fell out of her mouth uncontrollably.


Chase ~ Master ~ Male ~ (Rose)

Chase shuts the door, getting into his seat. The car roars to life as he puts in the ignition. The ride starts off slow, so he decides to put on music. He ignored Rose the whole ride, not caring about whatever she intended to say.

When they arrive at the mansion, he stops the car in front of the beautiful antique home. He looked at Rose- who was soon to be his slave.

[Dreaming_Wide_Awake]

Brooke ~ Slave ~ 14 ~ (Matthew)

Brooke looks up through the Mercede's window. The house was a mix of charcoal and bricks. The pathway the car was parked in was basically brick as well. The light inside the home seemed to spark with gold and ember.

Usually Brooke's masters would have homes of cream white. This house was completely different, and Brooke wasn't used to it. Most of her life she was a slave for a one-story house. She knew this would be entirely different.


Chase ~ Master ~ Male ~ (Rose)

Chase ignored Rose the way to the manor. He knew it was impolite, especially since this person would work for him and do what ever he says, but he felt no need to impress this chick. Besides, he got her out of the cell when he could've choosed anyone. That's why he hated that last slave who ran away. They should know slaves will be a little tough on them.

Chase looks at Rose when they reach the antique building. Waiting, he sits for her reaction.

[blond rose]

Rose blinks siting quietly with her last master she was told to never speak untill spoken to so she just sat there quietly

[200rock]

Joshua felt for his ears again. He sighed with relief. They were still there. But he still had fangs and dog ears.

[samm.]

|| Ethan || Male || Seventeen || Master of Faith ||

Rolling his eyes at her bitter tone, he turned his head to watch out the window as well. "Ethan." He said, glancing at her for a moment before returning his gaze to the outside world, watching as they turned down his street, nearly at his house. "You don't have to, but I would prefer if you called me Ethan, not master or Mr. Ethan. It sounds too.." He paused, trying to think of the right word. "Weird." He finally said after a long moment of silence, chuckling at how normal he sounded. He certainly didn't sound like someone who came from a wealthy family.

|| Miyako || Female || Sixteen || Slave to Luka MoonBlood ||

The tighter grip on her hand made her wince, she figured it was probably to keep her close and not give her a chance to escape, which she would have gladly taken. She followed him outside, glancing at the butler when he put the umbrella over them, her head tilting slightly. Now i'm convinced hes a vampire! Hes being shielded from the sunlight! She thought, moving away from Luka a bit, not too far since he still had a tight grip on her hand, to peak out from under the umbrella at the sky, a smile finding its way onto her face. It had been a while since she had seen the blue sky and puffy white clouds, she didn't realize how much she missed them. I wonder if he turns to ash like some story of vampires say, or if its just an uncomfortable feeling..? She wondered, glancing towards the limo when it drove up in front of them.