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MARKO65
#15622890Monday, October 19, 2009 10:50 PM GMT

(Gtg, see you tomorow, Ill think of a nice story to introduce the rebelion for later while im at school sleeping trough the boring lessons :P)
MARKO65
#15622957Monday, October 19, 2009 10:51 PM GMT

(Oh, oke there all slaves, i dont want no troubles, ill fix there sheets tomorow, the story is only so you can use it tough)
sammyec
#15627171Monday, October 19, 2009 11:54 PM GMT

Heather Day had arrived at her house after a long day of teaching. She strolled into the main room, and had a quick look around for her slave. She tried to remember his name for a moment, but gave up. The name of a simple slave did not matter to her. She quickly gave a low shock as a command to come back.
Firruu
#15627289Monday, October 19, 2009 11:56 PM GMT

I felt a sharp shock in my neck. The signal that I had to head home. I turned away from the slave, and began to walk home. --Five Minutes Later-- I entered the house to see my mistress. "Good afternoon." I said to her. "Your day went well?" I asked.
sammyec
#15627490Tuesday, October 20, 2009 12:00 AM GMT

"Not especially. Children having too many difficulties with their learning." She settled herself in a chair. "Get me something do drink, will you? Water will suffice."
Firruu
#15627634Tuesday, October 20, 2009 12:02 AM GMT

"Yes ma'am." I said, as I turned to walk to the kitchen.
Sigurdcrozov
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#15631175Tuesday, October 20, 2009 12:56 AM GMT

Hurrag sighed as he sat back,ignoring the dirty feeling of the cell as he curled up into a ball and fell asleep.
Firruu
#15652409Tuesday, October 20, 2009 9:21 PM GMT

(...)
Sigurdcrozov
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#15652636Tuesday, October 20, 2009 9:26 PM GMT

(?) Hurrag shuffled around,slowly awakening.He couldn't live like this.He growled and banged against the cell walls,earning a painful shock as he fell backwards.
sammyec
#15654409Tuesday, October 20, 2009 10:03 PM GMT

After making herself comfortable, Heather took out a book students would be reading, and began to read herself. It was explaining how slaves should stay slaves, and that they should rule over the slaves. It explained everything the way Heather wanted it to. She had written the book herself, so it had to. She wrote most of the books she had the students read.
TAKER38
#15654493Tuesday, October 20, 2009 10:05 PM GMT

Name:Alexander Allen Wing {Alex} Gender:Male Age:19 Oasis:Utopia (Sometimes he visits Haven.) Profession:Weapon Creator Likes:Slaves,Drawing,Writing. Dislikes:None Slaves:None so far. Personality:Distant,Brave Inventory:(Since he is a weapons maker could he have one or not?) Appearance:Chocolate brown hair going back to the end of his neck,Pale skin,Deep blue eyes, Brown jacket, Blue Pants, Black shoes Bio:One of his weapons malfunctioned and injured his head.He got amnesia losing his memory.He has only had 1 year to readjust to life.
Firruu
#15656562Tuesday, October 20, 2009 10:50 PM GMT

I turned the faucet on, and filled the glass. I watched as the water trickled into the glass. This was a commodity that the desert dwellers fought their entire lives for. And the Termen got it this easily. It was depressing to think about. As the glass filled, I turned the faucet off, and walked back out to Heather. "Here you go." I said, handing the glass to her. "Anything else I can do for you?" I asked.
sammyec
#15657095Tuesday, October 20, 2009 11:00 PM GMT

After taking a sip, she said, "Nothing at the moment." Water's a bit warm, she thought to herself. She put the book away. That was the good thing about teaching a younger class. Less to read over before having them read it.
Firruu
#15657775Tuesday, October 20, 2009 11:12 PM GMT

"Ok." I said, standing by, waiting for orders. This was how my day usually went. Take orders, wait for more.
Firruu
#15726045Thursday, October 22, 2009 10:21 PM GMT

(Possibly my best RP ever, and it only made four pages. I have no more respect for the ROBLOX RP forum.)
Sigurdcrozov
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#15726099Thursday, October 22, 2009 10:22 PM GMT

Hurrag grumbled as he stood there,in his dirt cage.He refused to sit and look weak.

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