Role Play Here

So you basically know the whole storyline.

I'm not going to post it for everyone's sake.

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If you lurk, be warned.

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Name:

Nickname:

Age:

Gender:

Others:

Looks:

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Name: Scarlett

Nickname: Scar

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Others: Originally from Asgard, she was brought here to be a slave, and still has the English-sounding accent that Asgardians have.

Looks:

Name: loki

Nickname: master,dr. sexy. almightly lord

Age: 26

Gender:  male

Others: fuck u

Looks:

YOU RIGHT NOW

Damn right NO.

I can't go to sleep tonight not thinking about those pictures.

FOR THAT YOU START.

to ur chacter

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(I laughed so hard when I found this XDD)

Scarlett stood quietly by one of the huge double doors for her to be called to do something. Her head was down, hands joined together in front of her, and her eyes looked at her feet, trying to avoid the new king. Thankfully, she hadn't had to really talk to him or do anything for him, but she was one of those types of slaves, so it could happen whenever. But, she tried not to think about it, since it could potentially drive her crazy.

loki *he sat in his throne, grinning, he had his brother slaughtered, the lhammer stillinthe dead corpese hand, sense he took the throne hehad to ruthless and drunkin with power, the avengers, were in the deep undergrounds, being studied for further use, but he was feeling other desirses, so he called to one ofthe slaves and order him to bring him a slave- any kind*

a man *he  nodded to his kinda and walked hrew themaze of hall ways and to a girl bounded a content look on her face but only to cover up her true emtions* you... come with me

Scarlett looked up to the sound of feet scuffling across the hard, recently polished floor. She tilted her head slightly, looking at him as he started to get closer and closer to her, and not just walking on by. When he spoke, his tone didn't help her nerves. She wanted to just run away from him and his command, but she knew guards would quickly be after her. Relunctantly, she took a step forward, the muscles in her jaw and neck stiffening as she feared what for.

NEY EY go get ur fucking phone u whore)))

*th eman grabbed her roughly, tightin his grip onher armand for the most part dragged her dwnt e hallways, no gaurds folllowed, theydidentnneed to,soon they were to a large set of door and he oened the door and threw her in, it was a massive closet, with aything u could imagin, he walked inand un lock the metal that was bounding her hands and feet then walked back to the door* get dres and shower, the king awaits

Scarlett followed the man, trying to keep up with his fast pace, but the metal chain that connected her two feet only stretched so far. Where exactly he was taking her, she didn't know, and she probably didn't want to know. She thought about the week and all her actions, making sure that she didn't do anything wrong to derserve punishment. As he unlocked the shackles after being thrown into this room, she rubbed her sore wrists, looking at the man for answers. "The king...? Wha-No! Anything but him," she thought to herself, her eyes pleading with the man to hide her, or to say he couldn't find her so Loki would forget about it. But what the king wants was to be adheered to. She showered and got dressed, waiting for further instruction.

the an he returned and huffed* thats what ur going to wear tsee the king? *he shoo his head* oh well i supose it doesnt matter *hes grin was unsettleing and his silverees hed no emotion, he walked up to her and carefuly put a collar around her nek and a chain leash he held in his hand*

MAK A FUCKING GUY