My little slaves.... (Slaves and Masters needed!)

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    Yes.


    Cherry looked around the empty looking throne room. It needs more to it, she thought. She glanced at Sombra, then went back to cleaning, taking extra care on the throne itself.

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    OOC: Well, earlier, Glass was sitting in her cage (Which she calls her suite because she's too prideful) and wondering when Knit was gonna come try to beat her up. She had serious doubts he could, though, and is pretty sure he'd chicken, even though she lost her job because she defended him in the first place.

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    OOC: Cause you're a master with a rope who's not afraid to use it? ;)


    IC:
    Glass reflected on all the things she had failed to do in her life.


    I was born to an earth pony. I hardly learned to cast. I can't do anything normal zebras can. I can do better, but that's not the point. And I ruined several rituals, my final one getting me sent out.


    She tried to touch her muzzle with her nose for a while. She couldn't do it.


    OOC: Yay! I made a fancy for my favorite zeeb :D

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    I'm trying to break out of this and breathe, but I'm afraid it will hurt.
    OOC: Whoa. That muse is so high that. I don't think I'll ever have a muse high enough to compare.


    IC:


    Glass's boredom slowly changed and formed fury. "If I'm gonna be locked up in a stupid cage then someone could at least come along and try to beat me up. Not that they'd succeed, it just sounds fun to watch." She growled, to herself, in frustration. She thought this'd be more interesting. She could observe the life of a slave and determine the best way to help them all escape.


    Right now she'd observed sitting in a corner with nothing to do.

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    Name:"call me sky"
    Kind:Pegasus
    Appearance:orange w/peach mane
    Cutie mark:a galaxy
    History:is a timelord lives in a tardis
    Gender:mare
    Rank:"I'm a timelord I don't have a rank"
    Age(adult or foal):"I am 870 years"
    Other


    Name:thorn
    Kind:unicorn
    Appearance:brown
    Cutie mark:a black thorn
    History:none
    Gender:stallion
    Rank:I travel with sky
    Age(adult or foal):adult
    Other

    (Initiate plan Night Spirit!)


    Night Spirit wondered the halls and went up towards glass. He just looked at her, a vague smile on his face. "I can tell yer bored in there" he said

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    I'm trying to break out of this and breathe, but I'm afraid it will hurt.



    "Oh, could you? That's funny! I was wondering why I was standing on my head and trying to lick my own muzzle. Oh, well, the more you know." Glass exclaimed sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

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    "I think yer an interesting mare, to say the least. If it wasn't for these circumstances, ye might actually be on ma good list" Night Spirit said

    Sorry, sorry! Was busy making cotton candy clouds and maniac bunnies. Nah, in all seriosuness i was grounded.


    Nightlock trotted up to Night Spirit, just passing by. "She's open for torture. Sombra's orders, anyone who wants can torture her" he said. He kept walking, going down to the dungeon where Knit was kept.

    Cherry continued to clean, making making mental notes of where dust gathered the most. She slipped a feather on the tip of her wing in the smallest crevices and pulled the dust out. She would gladly dirty her wings for her king.

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    I'm trying to break out of this and breathe, but I'm afraid it will hurt.


    "Gee, that means a lot to me. And, since you complimented me, sort of, I guess I'll return the favor. There are instances in which your accent doesn't annoy me to death." Glass murmured, begrudgingly. She fell onto her back and lied there, calmly.


    She got up when Night Lock trotted by. After hearing him, she looked at Night Whisper very seriously. "Try to. I dare you." She snapped in reply to Night Lock, following him with her eyes as he left.




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