Blood Mansion

There is this castle in the middle of the woods. Humans dont go there unless its against their will. Vampires live there as masters, Humans as slaves to the masters. Masters can Sell, tourcher, kill, or feed off their slaves. Slaves can try to escape. Romance is aloud, but has to be kept a secret.

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rank: (such as mistress/master/slave)

please create a master/mistress and a slave. you cannot be the master/mistress to your own slave.

name: Anya
age: 17
appearence: dark red hair, blue eyes, pale skin. hair always down
bio: taken from her family and dragged to the mansion. Has been sold multiple times because of her additude.
species: human
rank: (such as mistress/master/slave) slave

name: James
age: 22
appearence: black spiked hair, black with golden slits eyes, pale skin, tall thin
bio: known as a harsh master
species: vampire
rank: (such as mistress/master/slave)master

name: Kalkaia Pierce
age: 19
appearence: blonde hair, green eyes, freckles, pale, tall, thin
bio: known to be forgiving, sometimes harsh
species: vampire
rank: (such as mistress/master/slave)master

name: Arcadian
age: 16
appearence: Black hair, long and wavy, tall, light tan, short, slightly curvy
bio: she was thrown out for having a boyfriend at 14
species: human
rank: (such as mistress/master/slave) slave

id like to join but im a little confused about the whole slave/master thing. do we get paired up as we go?

yeah...

brb

Name: Temperance Claire

Age: No one is entirely sure how old Temperance is. No one can remember a time when she wasn't living in the castle. She is, without a shadow of a doubt, the oldest of the vampires.

Appearence: Temperance has a cold, classic beauty. Her raven black hair is pencil straight and falls halfway down her back. Her eyes are a piercingly bright blue. She is tall, thin, and moves with extreme grace.

Bio: Temperance has never told anyone anything about herself but her name, and everyone is too terrified of her to ask questions. In this castle, Temperance's word is law. She has been known to coldly order executions as soon as grant a slave their freedom. Though, she hasn't granted anyone freedom in a long, long time. (There is a reason behind that, that will become known during the course of the chat.)

Species: Vampire

Rank: (such as mistress/master/slave) Temperance is the supreme Mistress. Even the other vampires are wary, and a bit scared, of her.



Name: Alex Winters

Age: 17

Appearence: Alex has shaggy, ash blond hair. His eyes are a dark, earthy green. He is lightly tanned and rather muscular. A thin, white scar runs from his right temple to his jawline.

Bio: Alex was sold into slavery to save the rest of his family. The vampires promised to leave his mother, father, and baby sister alone provided that he became the vampires' slave. He agreed.

Species: Human

Rank: (such as mistress/master/slave) Slave

kay im back just pick a slave or master and lets get started

Anya: Great, a new castle. Which means a new master. I pulled out a slip of paper telling me the masters name and what not. Kalkaia...why type of name was that?

Alex looked at the slip of paper clutched in his hand. In an old-fashioned, scrawling script, it read, You are to serve Master James. His scuffed his shoe in the dirt. He'd never even met a male vampire before, let alone served one.

(Temperance has another thing coming if she thinks that Kalkaia will listen to her.)

Kalkaia: I walked up the stairs to see a skinny girl waiting. "Are you Anya?" I asked, sounding unimpressed.

(she has curves...forgot to mention that)

Anya: "What's it to ya if i am?" i asked, crossing my arms infront of my chest.

james: New slaves today. Joyful fun.

name: Laila
age: 21
appearence: black curly hair, blue eyes, pale skin
bio: Lailas ran off with her vampire boyfriend at a young age, no knowing he only intended on making her his slave, then selling her.
species: human
rank: (such as mistress/master/slave) slave

name: Eric
age: 22
appearence: black curly hair, red eyes, muscular
bio: Eric has worked hard his whole life to become a respected master, therefore he rarely lets anything slide by.
species: vampire
rank: (such as mistress/master/slave)master

Arcadian: I could barely read the name on my slip. Eric, maybe? Whatever. I leaned against the wall and waited for someone to claim me.

Kalkaia: i was taken aback by her tone. "My name is Kalkaia. I believ you're my slave." I sneered.

Anya: "im not anyones." I pointed out. "I am my own person."

Laila- I look down at the slip in my hand "Temperance Claire". Who the heck is that and how do i find her?

Eric- I sigh as i go pick up my new slave. With so many things to do, youd think they'd be delivered, but no. "Arcadian", i call out.

Temperance gracefully descended the grand stair down to the entrance hall of the mansion. A butler slave opened the main door for her, she didn't spare him a passing glance. She stepped out onto the front entrance steps. "Laila, if you would be so kind as to come with me," she said in a rather cold and emotionless voice.

Alex stood uncertainly. How on Earth was he supposed to find this James vampire?

James: I walked out of my chambers, i went to find my new slave. "Alex!" i called.

Kalkaia: "You're mine for all intensive purposes, but technically, you do, infact, own yourself." I grinned and the pulled her wrist so she was inches from me. "But, you're lucky you got me and not Temperance or James." i smiled.

Arcadian: My head shot up and I smoothed out the poofy lace of my dress. "Yes. Are you master Eric?" I asked the man. I might as well use good manners while everyone was watching.

Anya: I gulped as he pulled me closer to him. "How are you better then the others?" i questioned.

Alex stepped forward. "That's me, sir," he said humbly. His previous mistress had taught him to be respectful. She'd shown him the consequences that could befall an insolent slave. He would try his best to never have to suffer those consequences, ever again.

James: "Hmm." I circled around him. "You'll do for now."

Kalkaia: "You screw up the cleaning and I won't kill you." I smiled. "Follow me an I'll show you to your room."

Alex stood stock still as the vampire circled him, looking him over. "Thank you, sir," he said respectfully when his new master cast his verdict.

Anya: He still hasnt let go of my wrist, so i was forced to follow him.

James: "This way to your room." I instructed, turning on my heel.