The Gladiators

[Stalzyn]

This is the IC thread, if i get more than two characters for this story i'll create the OOC thread.
The story is basically like the movie series Spartacus, except this the story is written by us, for us.
I still want to retain the gladiator's life. You fight well, you choose between cunt or coin.
With enough coin you can purchase your freedom.
Victory in the arena grants you coin, fame and ultimately freedom.
You can be a servant in the lanista or a gladiator or a domina.
Those are the roles open in the house of Batiatus.
Come let revisit pagan Rome. And maybe have fun creating our own world.

 

[Stalzyn]

"His name is Leonadus and he's a spartan prince. At least he was, now he's just a common slave, transported to capua to be sold either to a lanista to be trained to die in the arena or to a wealthy home to work in their plantation or if Jupiter favors him, his cock shall be used to service the cunt of those old hags up there." the master of the wares said to his son and spat hard on the ground. He threw bread into the cell before him then walked away towards the next. His son remained transfixed on the spot though, the lad stared at the dirty blonde man in the cell who unlike most of his father's slaves slowly ate the bread. Like all spartians, Leonadus was hard boiled in nature, strong willed and master of his mind.
"Depart from him Claudus." the master ordered in a calm tone.
With the boy now gone Leonadus gaze turned towards the cold floor. He couldn't help but growl inside as the images came flashing back again. "A Spartian prince now a Roman slave. Curse the gods." he said almost in a whisper.

 

[LucasC00]

The half naked giant of a man with the flaming red hair looked over at the Spartan at chuckled a bit before speaking in a thick Gaelic accent, "the gods cannot hear you here, they are blind and deaf to us for having allowed ourselves to be placed in this position." This man, his name was Ainmire, was just brought in from the lands far north of gaul, one of the celtic people known as picts, he still had the blue woah paint in swirls covering most of his body, though it was faded and nearly gone at this point. Braided into his hair and thick beard were still bits of bone, metal and wood beads.

"Soon though, I will fight my way free of these weak and soft people and return to the rolling hills of my home and my gods will hear and see me once more." As people walked by the cells and looked in on them he sneered and snarled at them.

 

[Stalzyn]

"I did not allow myself to be taken Gaul. As a Spartan, death is but a step towards glory, i'd rather died than be captured but i am held together by hope. The gods turned their back on me and my people when we needed them the most. Why should they give a shit about what happens when we're free of this shakles?" he snapped back at the man, still keeping his tone leveled.

 

[LucasC00]

"If you did not allow yourself to be taken then why are you here now instead of dead with your brethren, laying in piles of your own blood and shit?" The Celt gave one last roar at those outside the cells before settling back and sitting down. He took satisfaction ton in the fact that, even caged, these soft people would yelp and jump in fear of him. If only he were free then they would truly learn what fear is.

 

[Stalzyn]

And the outside guards trooped in. Leonadus stood still, clearly outnumbered. His gaze fell on the master's son Claudus, who was pinned at a corner, mesmerized by the scene.
Leonadus thought of using the boy as hostage but before he could make a move, he felt the hilt of a sword at the back of his head. The Spartian prince fell down unconscious, another failed attempt to escape.
****
Water splashing, men roaring, rain splattering. Leonadus opened his eyes, and panted hard as he came to. His both hands were already bounded to the wood above and water was washing over him from the open cracks.
"You finally came back to us." he heard a familiar voice opposite him. Leonadus looked around and gasped. "We're on the ship." he replied back.

 

[Stalzyn]

Mathias Batiatus: Dominus of the greatest Lanista in all of Rome. (So he claims)

"Cock sucking weazles." Mathias blared out as he entered his chambers. His wife Laecea was sprawled on the bed in a transparent blue silk looking like one of the priestesses of Juno.
"Who has changed the tide of my lord's happiness?" Laecea asked turning around so her hairy cunt was in view to her husband.
"Who else but that son of a whore. Galonius. Oh how i shall savor the look on his face when his cock is parted from his body." Mathias answered then clicked his finger. A maid poured wine into a cup and handed it to him. He gulped it down and sighed. "That uncultured cunt offered the magistrate coin and now he's to bring ten men to the games when a giant like myself in the business is allowed only three. His ill-trained dogs that can't even stand the least of my titans." he narrated while splashing water from a bowl on his face. "Get our champion up and ready, i am off to the market, Silas has promised a good percentage of wares today."

 

[LucasC00]

The Celt was on the ship as well, he looked absolutely miserable. Clearly, being on the open sea was not something that he was overly fond of. "Gods be cursed! When will this wretched journey be over? I long to have solid ground be eat foot once more, I cannot take much more of this..." a
With that the man vomited once at his feet and spit what remained in his mouth and throat out. "What I would give for a blade in my hand, I would cut .y way free or at least die in the attempt."

 

[Stalzyn]

"Even with two swords, you won't get to the deck. Stop your blabbings or have your body thrown into Neptune's waiting mouth." a nearby slave blared at him.
"Where are we going?" Leonadus asked still trying to clear his vision by multiple blinkings.
"We're enroute to Capua, where from what i can see you won't last a day at." the same man replied. "If you're lucky, you'll be bought by Galonius, i heard word from loose mouths that he's the richest Lanista in Capua."
He then turned to the giant celte that was always mistaken for a gaul. "I don't see a woman spitting at her feet surviving a day on the sands of the arena. Pray some retired politician buy you to chase of birds from his field. I'm certain your size will be useful in scaring the birds."

 

[SlySparrow0003]

Phoenix stood on the auction stage, her straight red hair rested on her completely bare skin. Standing naked in front of the crowd. Yet pride still shine through her. She would not let anyone get the best of her "Phoenix!" The auctioneer yelled. Phoenix braced herself for the moment when she would become a slave or a gladiator.

 

[LucasC00]

"You should be thanking Camulos that I am chained, else I would rip your jaw from face and beat you to death with it and piss on your corpse. Pray that I don't see you in the arena and humiliate you in sight of gods and men." Ainmire snarled at the other slave before spitting a wad of phlegm at his feet. That said he simply nestled back and began to pray and mutter in gaelic.

 

[Stalzyn]

Mathias Batiatus

"Ten denari." shouted a bidder to his right as the redhead was called upon.
"Fiften denari" another called.

 

[SlySparrow0003]

"Ten denari!, fifteen denari!, anyone else?!" The auctioneer called out. And started to begin a 5 second countdown. Phoenixs eyes roamed the crowd.

 

[Stalzyn]

Mathias studied the wares, he hadn't bidded yet and only five people were still on the stage. His eyes roamed the girl, her body was flawless and shone like one who was used to a luxurious lifestyle. But her eyes they burned with such a flame that Mathias will want to see to better use. A flame to survive. Pride. It must be.
"Thirty five denari." he bidded. The crowd went quiet as no one had what it takes to counter his offer. All but one, Galonius.
"I see the house of batiatus has lost sense. They now favor cunt over cock." Galonius said mockingly.
"I feel this cunt will be worth many cocks in your household. Good Galonius." he jested back.
"Poof! Mathias unless you were to make her a gladiator all she can do is suck cock and lick cunt. I won't bid against you on this one, Camulos bring better wares this noon, i shall wait till then to have a better pick." with that Galonius disappeared into the crowd. Sold to Mathias Batiatus at thirty five denari." the auctioner's voice boomed.

 

[SlySparrow0003]

At the auctioneers words, Pheonix stepped off the stage. And towards Mathias. She did not speak. She did not know how he worked she just walked and stopped in front of him. She wondered about the" Galonius" ok how she would like nothing more then to prove him wrong.

 

[Stalzyn]

Like with all buyers after purchasing their goods, Mathias examined his purchase. He ran a hand from her cheek to her round breast. He gave it light slaps then nodded, he continued downwards until he touched her cunt. He slid a finger inside her, wiggled it and brought it to his nose. He then licked the finger and nodded again.
"What's your name?" he finally spoke.

 

[SlySparrow0003]

Phoenix did not flinch of move as he poked and prodded her And stuck his finger in her. "Phoenix" She replied.

 

[Stalzyn]

Mathias gripped her neck tightly and snarled at her. He hated dull brains.
"I didn't ask you what you're called. I asked what your name is." he released his hold and called for one of his servants, a former gladiator who was good for numbers than the sword. The man walked to him and whispered in his ear. "Camulos wares have arrived, their is rumors of a giant celte among his slaves."
Mathias only nodded.

 

[LucasC00]

Ainmire gave thanks to his gods in gaelic as he finally stepped off the ship and shuffled along in chains. Anyone who came too near or stared for too long at him received a blood curdling roar and a string of curses in gaelic. When the Romans jumped back in fear from him he simply broke out in laughter. On the auctioneers block he sneered down at the crowd with contenot and brushed flame red hair from his eyes.

 

[SlySparrow0003]

Phoenix now knew how he worked. "sir, my name is Phoenix it's NOT what I'm called my last name is unknown to me." Phoenix turned her back to him and studied the large Celte. He would not go down without a fight, and held fire in his eyes. She would not let this man scare her nor bring her down, though she belonged to him she would not let him get to her, no matter the physical pain he brought her.

 

[Stalzyn]

Mathias attention shifted to the new slaves on the stage. Out of the corner of his eye, he could make out good old Galonius making his way to the front.
The auctioner climbed the stage and the place became quiet. "Weigh your purse to your needs, out on the stage are the wares of Camulos himself, and with heart warmed i introduce to you the mighty celt warrior, Ainmire. It took more than a hundred romans to bring this brute down so any money borrower should go home. The bid starts at 49 denari."
"53 denari." a pot bellied politician bidded.
"69 denari." Mathias stated.
Galonius chuckled then loudly bidded "78 denari."
Proud Mathias not wanting to be beaten bidded higher. "85 denari."
Galonius smirked, "a hundred denari and do let us see what dangles between this savage legs. It might help Batiatus bid well."
Camolus nodded his agreement and walked up to the celt.
"This ain't your home Ainmire. This is Capua. This is Rome. Strip." he instructed in a cold low tone.

 

[SlySparrow0003]

Phoenix hissed at there treatment. She remembered when they asked her to strip. She remebeted getting into a Romans face, and punching him, knocking him out. Her pride was her own. And she wondered what he would do.

 

[LucasC00]

Ainmire mearly grinned as he dropped his loincloth to the ground, then gave the slaver a savage headbutt and roared with laughter as he stumbled off the stage. He was even still laughing and shouting curses in gaelic as the guards came up on the stage and beat him down to his knees. Finally he spit out a wad of blood into the crowd as he slowly, and painfully, rose back to his feet and grabbed his crotch. "Is this what you came to see?! The cock of a real man?! Is Rome only full of women? I see no true warriors or men amongst you!"

 

[Stalzyn]

The crowd gasped on seeing the impressive tool of the celte warrior and gasped even more when he mentioned Rome. The soldiers immediately came upon him with swords drawn to end his miserable existence.
"Wait!" Mathias called out.
"Wait? This dog insulted Rome, an example should be made out of him." Galonius voice soared.
Mathias brought out his purse and dropped it on the stage. "Even a dog can be tamed. Camolus i shall purchase four of them for four hundred denari."
"Your madness knows no bound Mathias." Galonius replied then laughed heartily before disappearing into the crowd. Argrier his servant walked upto his lord. "A word dominus." he asked. Mathias without turning said "Hold your tongue Argrier. I know the message of your words. You believe i have been tricked by that sly devil into spending extravangantly, what you don't know is that the decision was all mine, absent of any influence except what i saw as a Lanista."
"Dominus." Agrier replied with a bow.

 

[SlySparrow0003]

Phoenix laughed aloud, she admired his strong spirit. She only watched as the two bidders went at.