angelkissez
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Some said she was the child of a witch,others whisper that she is a freak. Noone really knows who she is,or what she is. Taken in by the traveling caravan when she was but a child,used for sport when she grew old enough. Then her real talents were found out. Locked in a small cage like box during the night,let out during the day to entertain whoever would watch. Her ice blue eyes void of any emotion as she danced,spinning. Her white hair billowing out around her,cascading in waves.
Her tattered clothes barely covering her now womanly body,her feet dirty and bruised from the hard ground. Her eyes seemed to flicker at the end of her dance as she lifted her arms above her head,the rain began just over her,dousing her clothes to her body,then as quickly as it began ended. She stood there in the middle of the ring of patrons,feeling coins hit around her feet,listening to the men barter for her for the night. Never once did she seak or try to move,not until Giovonnie moved to her side and grasped her arm painfully,pulling her from the eyes of those around her.
She briefly met the eyes of one man who stood heads taller than most men she had ever seen,but it was the way he looked at her that made her stumble. The knock to the side of her head brought her fromher daze. "Keep your mind here,Girl. You made me a nice profit tonight. I may actually let you have a quiet night in your cage." Giovonnie laughed in her hair as he roughly shoved her into her cage in the back of the wagon. Her knees stung from the rough floorboards,her hands gripped for the thin blanket to cover her chilled body.
Her name was Antonia,Tonia for short. No memories of her childhood until she met Giovonnie. She discovered about a year ago she could control water and any form of moisture,so began her sideshow for him. Some nights she did good,like this night. Others the villagers threw things at her calling her a freek. She could not count the nights she had been abused and assaulted by his hands or the hands of others. But she had no where else to go. Shivering in the corner of her cage,she felt like crying but had not done so for years. She had grown used to the physical abuse along with the sexual abuse.
She could hear the men talking just outside the wagon and risked a quick peek from behind the flap. The man she had seen earlier stood among others his size arguing with Giovonnie,but something about him made her believe he wasnt their for a good time. She let out a whimer as Ice cold water washed over her and Giovonnie's wife Hilda sneered at her. "Need to cool you off,gawking at them men...."She didnt finish her sentence as she left the wagon. Tonia coughed slightly and rolled u into the blanket hoping sleep would come soon.
(((need one male rper to play the man she saw,he will eventually rescue her but then he has to gain her trust and love. She is so trained to keep men hapy that she doesnt know when it is true love or a romp in the hay. She is a indirect descendent of Triton and able to manipukate any form of water. She thinks herself a freak. Send me a post and bio thru IM and ill see if it is what im looking for,))
Her tattered clothes barely covering her now womanly body,her feet dirty and bruised from the hard ground. Her eyes seemed to flicker at the end of her dance as she lifted her arms above her head,the rain began just over her,dousing her clothes to her body,then as quickly as it began ended. She stood there in the middle of the ring of patrons,feeling coins hit around her feet,listening to the men barter for her for the night. Never once did she seak or try to move,not until Giovonnie moved to her side and grasped her arm painfully,pulling her from the eyes of those around her.
She briefly met the eyes of one man who stood heads taller than most men she had ever seen,but it was the way he looked at her that made her stumble. The knock to the side of her head brought her fromher daze. "Keep your mind here,Girl. You made me a nice profit tonight. I may actually let you have a quiet night in your cage." Giovonnie laughed in her hair as he roughly shoved her into her cage in the back of the wagon. Her knees stung from the rough floorboards,her hands gripped for the thin blanket to cover her chilled body.
Her name was Antonia,Tonia for short. No memories of her childhood until she met Giovonnie. She discovered about a year ago she could control water and any form of moisture,so began her sideshow for him. Some nights she did good,like this night. Others the villagers threw things at her calling her a freek. She could not count the nights she had been abused and assaulted by his hands or the hands of others. But she had no where else to go. Shivering in the corner of her cage,she felt like crying but had not done so for years. She had grown used to the physical abuse along with the sexual abuse.
She could hear the men talking just outside the wagon and risked a quick peek from behind the flap. The man she had seen earlier stood among others his size arguing with Giovonnie,but something about him made her believe he wasnt their for a good time. She let out a whimer as Ice cold water washed over her and Giovonnie's wife Hilda sneered at her. "Need to cool you off,gawking at them men...."She didnt finish her sentence as she left the wagon. Tonia coughed slightly and rolled u into the blanket hoping sleep would come soon.
(((need one male rper to play the man she saw,he will eventually rescue her but then he has to gain her trust and love. She is so trained to keep men hapy that she doesnt know when it is true love or a romp in the hay. She is a indirect descendent of Triton and able to manipukate any form of water. She thinks herself a freak. Send me a post and bio thru IM and ill see if it is what im looking for,))
