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Date Posted: 13:25:39 01/31/07 Wed
Binary: 01110011 01101100 01100001 01110110 01100101 01110100 01101000 01110010 01100101 01100101 = "slave three"
Character Registration/Application:
Name : Bu
Gender : Female
Apparent Age : 14
Actual Age : 14
Birthday : January 1st
Species : Tiger Shifter, although she appears to be stuck in a half-form.
Lineage :
- Paternal : Father, Kolab, a third generation slave, a top ranked pleasure slave of his time.
- Maternal : Mother, Hanako, a second generation slave, a breeder for her beautiful tiger patterning.
Eye Color : Black
Hair Color : Black
Ethnicity : Furry Japanese
Known Defects/Scars/Ect : Carefully conditioned to have no such thing.
Physical Description: As she stretched, orange and black striped fur rippled and settled itself back over her body. Tuffs of white hair moved like angel’s wings as she flicked her large, well-groomed, cat ears twisted back and forth to feel and hear the world around her. Black orbs, and soft black hair cut into a bob at her shoulders were like jewelry against a designer evening gown. The claw-nails on her hands were cut short and square, but still held the power to sound like glass pebbles against a marble floor. She was only 5’1”, but had an extremely well-developed human chest, yet a innocent smile that could bring men to their knees. As she clung to the one next to her, a need inexpressible, all he could think about is the softness of her whole.
Mentality : To live in her own little world would require her to be aware of the fact there might be other worlds out there. She often gets extremely focused in what she’s doing, to the point of tuning out everything around her. Or, at least, she’s that way when she’s learning something new. However, she loves people, and flawlessly makes herself a valued part of whatever is going on around her. She loves to smile, laugh, and talk. But most of all, she has a physical need for attention that makes her a very enjoyable pleasure slave.
Training : She originally was thought to be fighter, and her earliest training was for that. But soon it was more than apparent she had a magnetic personality, and a love for physical touch. She was soon given over to pleasure trainers, excelling at her duties there. But Serena noticed a spark beyond the average intelligence of slaves. Serena had her formally tutored, and soon gave the child full access to the computer resources had. On occasion Serena would even buy new equipment so Bu could install it in the mansions. It was always state-of-the-art and expertly done. Serena, however, made a very solid income from the girl’s work in the pleasure field and that was always the main focus of her training.
Talents : Many have claimed they have never had a blow job nearly as superior as Bu had given them. And she is always more than plesant company. But the girl also has a brilliance only best suited for computers.
Job(s)/Position(s) : While Serena considered the girl a primary staple of her pleasure collection, she also showed an interest in Bu’s abilities with technology. Thus Bu was often busy with things of a computer-like nature during the day, and entertaining guests at a high price at night.
Former Owners : Born to a vampire by the name of Rochelle, then sold to one by the name of Valen, who then lost her in a bet with Serena.
History/Past
To Be Sold To : Dorjan
Introduction/Sale:
Holding the headphones to her ear with a ginger left hand. Right nails clipped short tap against the desk, waiting for the light in the dark room to signal her next move. As if on cue with the music coming through her headphones, the song change was met in the same fierceness with an orange button to flash on the screen before her. Tiger-stripped hands hit the keyboard in a torrent of clicks. Within seconds all her waiting was over. The girl leaned back in her chair, soft raven-wing hair fell across her furry shoulders. She would have laughed, but it was too dark for that. She had finished what she came for. Bu-chan rolled her chair back and then removed the headphones with a yawn. She opened the door to the four-by-four room and put her arm up to her eyes to shield her from the setting sunlight. She ran through the courtyard and back into the dark. The rooms were no longer a technological security shed, but into the left wing of Serena’s Windhoek mansion. She had a lot of work to do getting her new security system up and running before her Master woke again.
But her Master would never wake this day. And Bu found herself very out of sorts when she, instead of setting machines on walls she was instead taken to Serena’s Cape Town Mansion to meet a group of other favorites of Serena’s to be taken god knows where. Bu clung to a falcon-winged boy who seemed more out of sorts of the girl’s actions than anything else around him. But Bu needed physical contact to stop the world from spinning. No more Serena meant the possibility of no more technology. Yes, it’s true, she adored her nighttime, but somehow the fact she could loose so much meant she would loose her entire way of life. Hot tears streamed down her face, but no one noticed because they were all in this together.
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