Dark paced back and forth on his porch, his cigarette dangling in between his perfectly cherry-blossom colored lips. His eyes stood enraged with silent psychotic feelings. He hovered over the body of the dead slaver. 'It's your own fault. I told you I didn't want him to be late, he's due 2 days now. How are you going to explain this now? Tell me?' He looked at the body and stepped over it, as if waiting for an answer 'But all is well, you will have your second chance.' He kicked the head into some bushes and dragged the body to it, hearing the sound of an approaching vehicle. He was to be made sure, he would come off as open and cheerful. Not in the least way with the intentions to make a fearful and zombie-like slave.

His mansion wasn't big, though it looked welcomingly warm on the outside, let it not fool you, for inside even Hell itself looked more welcome. As Dark favored to be as sick as possible, to the point of being the embodiment of sick minded psychopathically deranged demons. Though he was not deranged at all, he was intelligent, mind you, he was easily angered. Inside, corpses hang and stacked on various locations, it was almost horrifying to know there were complete families slaughtered here. The stench of death would mostly greet them if he would only open the door.

But he waited silently, wearing a smile as both his piercing and impaling blue eyes were covered, though, both of a different blue than one another. He was precisely built for manipulation, everybody only seeing him as how they wished him to be. He was deceiving, manipulating and most of all. Childishly self-centered. If you didn't dare to cross his borders, that is.

Dove was as happy as a...Well new born dove when she was told that she was going to a new Master. As the vehicle approached the home she stared out of the window like a happy six year old. Her face pressed up against the window. "Oh my gosh!" She yelled when the car door was opened for her. "This house is beautiful." She said softly while the driver walked her towards the door. Where she saw a man who she guessed would be her new Master. He was alright...She didn't like scary people very much but she would deal with it.

She was there to make him happy... At least that is what she was told to do. She wondered if she was his first slave. And if she was she would give him the time of his life. She wanted him to smile and be happy as they lived together. She was willing to do anything for him. As they approached the scary man she bowed quickly and smiled. She was very happy to be there. But she wouldn't speak unless spoken to. That is how she was taught.

Dark's head tilted slightly, the girl appeared to be happy? It confused him, where was the whole normality of fighting their guards? Anger? Fear? Where was that damn fear?! He sighed as she neared him and bowed.

'Welcome. My name is Dark. Remember that name well, but forget you ever met me...' He introduced himself, bowing as well, his hand snaking to hers and pulled her closer 'Name?' He asked softly, waving his hand dismissively at the guard.
He was too busy with the girl to even be bothered by any type of formalities. Rage slipped away from him as he took in her scent, it was sharp yet soft, intoxicatingly perfect. He was content with her.

When he introduced himself she raised a brow. Dark... She thought. She would not forget it. She couldn't forget it. Especially with an aura like that. Dark, Demonic, Scary actually. But it excited her. When he pulled her closer to him she still didnt look up at him. "Dove...My name is Dove." She said softly. The guard took his leave never to be seen again. She looked up into his eyes for the first time smiling when she did. He was adorable!

(OwO I can see the ending of this RP >w> Like an asian drama show ^w^ it will be so cute and Dove is so adorable DDDD: I just wanna hug her)

Dark nodded once 'Dove. Do you also have tendencies as the bird?' He asked bluntly, whatever gruesome thing was in the house, he made it vanish. Cleaning out the house with only his will powered mind.
He led her to the porch, the smell of death having vanished as he opened the door. Things were sparkly clean, he had to adjust his eyes to the brightness of the house. Remembering again why he kept it so dark and gruesome.
'The kitchen is over there, help yourself if you are hungry.' He motioned with his head to the right, it was an open kitchen, so it would be easy to find with all the stairs and doors.

((Ha... The first good character I play as. Well hug her all you want. She's here all day! Wooo Weee! She is cute....))

She looked back at him and smiled. "No... I dont. It's just my name." She giggled. She turned away now skipping around the room he had brought her too. Everything was so pleasant and she loved it. "Oh Master your home is so pretty." She sang. She clapped her hands when he offered food. "I was fed already. Today I tried fish for the first time! I beleive it was called Slamon... Oh no thats not right. It was was salmon." She giggled. "I loved it. "Have you ever had salmon?" She asked. Boy could she ramble on and on....

(She reminds me of Qi Yue, lost sister anyone xDDDD Dammit, remind me to marry a person with the name Dove)

Dark shrugged a bit as she complimented him on his home 'I like it darker though. But thank you. I think?' He replied and then moved around a bit, then sat down on the stairs, propping his chin on his hands and looked at her
She talks too much. Seems naive as well, what to do with her?
'I think I ate more fish than just salmon. I think you'd like a certain type of fish, remind me to get it later on.' He replied without much grandeur.
Is she just innocent? Or is there something wrong with her head? He just couldn't help thinking to analyze her a bit more.
'Have you washed yourself before you came here, or do you want to freshen up from your trip?' God, what was he nice to her, that was, if she was able to give him something.

((Oh...Yes...WEird. Maybe they are related... Or we were both sill as hell when they were made... She is so not Naive! Just a good girl... for now. *Evil smile* Muahahahahahaha!))

"Darker.... Well your name is Dark. Right Master. So... That would make sense." She said softly. "I do not talk to much..." She said before quickly covering her mouth. That comment would have surely mad ehim realise alot of things... She coughed slightly and scratched the back of her head. "Oh Um.... Yes Master I took a shower and washed my hair and did my nails and everything. I even made a new outfit." She giggled while twirling around in the room.

(If she has a silly mother as well, then yeah. We were both tapping from the same bottle when making them xD)

Dark finally perked up, seeming more interested in her 'Ohohohoho, interesting discovery. I suggest, you'd stay out of my mind and head. You'd...' He didn't finish his sentence as he went to stand up, stopping her in mid twirl and held her by the back of her neck, brushing his bangs aside and showed his, oh dear lord sexy blue eyes, which one was glowing slightly (The azure blue one)

He peered into her eyes with a cold gaze 'I have a knack to dirty the clean ones.' He stated matter of fact. Letting go of her and walked up the stairs, motioning for her to follow
'Your room is on the right, second door, if you ever feel in the mood to get hurt, my room is there on the left, first door. Don't bother with the other rooms, unless you want to jump start right ahead into paralyzing yourself.' He shrugged.
'If only you knew what I like most, you'd probably run away anyways. So for now, don't ask or try to find out. Midnight, you stay in your room. No matter what, you do not leave it. Leave it and I shall punish you physically. Dream good, if your mind is strong enough.' He waved his hand a bit reluctantly.

((Yay! We totally have similar wavelinks! I have no clue what Im talkin about...Lol. I have no life! *giggles*))

Seeing that he was interested in one of her many powers she giggled. when he stopped her in mid twirl and grabbed her by the back of her neck. She licked her lips slowly while looking up a thim. It turned her on to get into trouble. Even if he hadnt done anything yet. When she should get into trouble in the past it wasnt done purposely... But when she did get attention from it, it always effected her in the oddest sexual ways. She had a light smirk on her face as he let her go.

Following him she tilted her head slightly mumbling everything he had said to her and just like that it was memorised. Little did he know Dove wasnt so innocent.... But only time would tell. Slipping into her child like mode she hugged him and giggled. "Oh thank you Master!" She giggled. "I have never had my own room before..." She said to him with a smile. "Your amazing."

(To answer yer Question. He is a guy XDDDDDD)

Dark's eyes rolled from left to right in a slow manner. When he was being hugged, he unhooked the arms with his index and thumb, a slight disgusted groan escaping his (perfect ohohohoho) lips.

'Yeah yeah. Just think of it. I rather not have you in mine.' His voice in a taunted manner as he looked at her from the side, his posture being open.
'... Who knows what you'd do to me at night. Could be a rapist... You never know~' He leaned towards her, his hands on his hips.
'Ne... Are you a rapist?'

Why did he groan like that? Was her hug not pleasant enough...?
She didnt understand but simply looked up at him when he made her let him go. If she was stupid she would have attempted to cling to him again, but had enough reason to laugh. He looked adorable when he wasnt in a good mood. Her hazel eyes stared into his when he began speaking....

A rapist...? She repeated to herself. As he began sizing her up she began balancing on one foot, slightly entertaining herself before he spoke a again. "No... I am not a rapist." She said with a slight pout. "Do I come off as one...?" She asked ehrself now turning away from him. "I dont want to become a rapist." She said with a small smile. "Are they scary?  Im not good at being scary." She muttered. "Scary people are scary ya know..." She mumbled.

He flicked his finger at her forehead 'That's why they're called scary. Then again, a bunny would look scarier before you'd even attempt at being scary. You're most likely jailbait.' He muttered the last part as he turned his face slightly away and stared to the side.

'I think, you'd get too comfy from just standing here. I got an assignment. Clean the stairs... with a toothbrush. Until they're cleaner than they are now. When you're done, I got another job. Here's a toothbrush, have fun... tata~' He waved with his fingers after handing her a toothbrush and walked down the stairs. To be honest he just wanted to know how much she could take, before she'd make an attempt at strangling him.

When he flicked at her forhead she bit her lip and began to pout slightly. When he told her a bunny would be more scarier than she would she raised a brow. "That isnt very nice..." she said softly. But maybe he was telling the truth. Did she need to be a bit more vicious... NO! It wasnt like her to be mean so she took his words and simply smiled.

Given her assignment she looked up at him then at the toothbrush. Clean the steps with a toothbrush...? What sense did that make. She was about to ask him the same question but he was already downstairs... Sighing she looked around wondering what she should use to clean the steps. Soap...? She was only given a toothbrush... So she would have to use a toothbrush. Sighing she walked over to the stairs and sat down. She stared at it for quite some time. "How do you make something extra clean... After it's already been clean...?" She asked herself. Still studying the steps...

'Come on, hurry up now. You've still got more to do than just those steps. And I think you'd appreciate the next job.' He called out from the kitchen.
He snickered to himself, this was going to be funny, maybe even awkward to her. But funny, he missed the smell of corpses in the house. While he wrote down a list of assignments for her, he cleaned his knives tenderly.
'I'll be going out for a little while and I'll be bringing back a guest, so everything has to be in tip top shape in... less than an hour. Wouldn't want our guest to stay somewhere dirty, would you?' He laughed, sticking the note on the fridge's door.
'I put a list of assignments on the fridge. Do a good job.'

She groaned when he began rushing her. She was only on the fourth step so far. Giving each one her Dove like touch. She would appreciate the next job. The fact that he was taking time out of his day to sit down and write chores for her made her feel important. No one who didnt care would have taken the time. She smiled on the inside... Had she developed a crush on him...? He was perfect to her so far.


When he announced that he would be leaving and had left  a list for her she dropped the tooth brush. "Oh boy... This is going to be alot of work." She muttered. But she was determined. She didnt want the guest to stay in a dirty place. But she would take her time and clean properly.

About fifteen minutes later she had fifnished the steps. She lightly floated above ground to make sure her feet didnt touch the steps and mess them up again. She would start on her other chores as soon as possible.

The next chores consisted of: Cleaning the rooftop with a wet rag, which she couldn't rinse or swap for a clean one. Cleaning the chimney with a feather duster and the last. Paint the walls white (even though they were) with a paintbrush she couldn't dip in the paint after the first time dipping.
He'd have a laugh when he'd come back.

Dark was laughing all the way down to the woods, he knew somewhere around, his guest was hiding.
Hopefully he'd be as dirty as possible and he was sure he told him to stay close by where he could see him.
But alas. He'd never listen to Dark, nor his mother. It was a pain in the crap really and he'd rather twist that pretty little neck than get worked up over that brat.

Looking up at the fridge she stared at the list of chores. Her face all bent out of shape. She wanted to cry. How could she please her Master if he gave her things like this to do. She was sure they were possible... But in an hour. She paced back and forth in the kitchen for about twenty minutes trying to think of what to do with her chores.

Another ten minutes passed and before she knew it she had broke down crying like a child denied a cookie on the kitchen floor. Would he hit her for not being able to finish what was done. She was angry with herself. Usually she would have atleast tried to accomplish the goal, but she had simply wore her brain out. It should have exploded... she would have atleast had something to do...

'Fuck you, yo. I'm not done playing yet, nutjob!' The child screamed and kicked as he got dragged along by the back of his shirt.

'Shut up. We've got a new being in the house and you'll have to be my tool to frustrate her.' Dark replied, honest to god, he'd rather break that neck.

'Why the fuck do I have to do your crazy jobs? I'm a fucking kid fagbag, A KID!!!'
'Kid? You're a brat, a monster and you're rotten as hell.'

He didn't stop with the dragging after feeling the child's teeth in his arm, heck, it only made him be sure, he'd drag it through thorn bushes. Finally as they arrived on the porch, his hearing being sensitive, did he notice the whaling of the girl inside
'Guess she didn't like my chores, eh?' He shrugged, looking at the brat who gnawed on his arm with a smirk.

He opened the door and threw the kid in unceremoniously. 'Home!' He yelled, making sure he sounded pissed off.

Hearing him say he was home Dove practically jumped out of her skin. She stood up and ran over to the fridge door again. How would she do those things? None of it made sense. She leaned against the fridge and sighed softly, the tears still streaming down her face. She would take his beating... His cruel words and anything else he was going to give her.