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Depending on the giant depends on what happens. You have six giants to choose from.Cruel-darksonicboom.deviantart.com/a…
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He growled a bit, the sleepiness fading as he turned to his usual bad-tempered self. "Oh, for Christ's sake..." He sighed, thinking 'why did I HAVE to get a human to wake me up in the morning? It's so irritating having to listen to someone no bigger than my finger...' He then sat up, sighing. "Look, I don't care what the hell I eat for breakfast, as long as it has a side of bacon, I'll be fine." He snapped
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Kenna looked up to him and didn't flinch. She had expected his snappiness, so no surprise there. She nodded to him then turned to head down the ladders. Once reaching the ground, she looked at her hands. They were shaking. Cursing under her breaths, things will never change. Heading off quickly to the door, so she can tell the chief to get his breakfast sorted. Kenna had to ask him as if she didn't, there will be that day she would get punished for not asking. She has been punished enough, to know when to stay out his way or what to say to him. Once reaching the kitchen, she told the chief what he wanted, then headed back to him room.
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By this time he'd stood up, in nothing but a blue pair of boxers as he grabbed a towel, glancing at Kenna before snorting. "Back already, huh? Did you make sure the bath is warm enough? Last time it was too cold." He growled, never having been a morning person
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Seeing him standing there with his towel. Kenna nodded to him "Made it extra warm for you, master." Knowing how long it takes him to get to his bath, she knew what temperature to put it at. Wondering what he had planned today but didn't know. She will only have to wait and see. Walking passed him to get up onto the bed. She needed to make his bed for him and open the curtains to let some sun in this room.
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He grunted. "You better have..." He growled, then left the room without another word, shaking his head. Women...he never understood them...hell, he didn't understand people in general...let alone HUMANS...
(Wait, so I forgot what you allow in RPs...)
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Not ben looking at when he went into the bathroom, she was too busy making his bed. Once finished, she quickly went over to the window. Opening the curtains then looked outside. Feeling the warm sun hitting her porcelain skin. Oh how she wish to be outside with her family. It was very unlikely to happen. Glancing over to the bathroom door, she knew she will only be a slave. Only be a slave until, he didn't want her or she dies.
(I'm fine with soft vore, and okay with hardcore as long it isn't my character. I am not fine with is crushing, stomping, smothering, peeing but other things i am just fine with.)
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Brent sighed, then once he got in the bathroom hung the towel over the rack and started to pull down his boxers to reveal his impressive man parts, stepping into the water cautiously, then grunted. "...it's fine..." He muttered to himself, slowly starting to lower himself into the water, letting himself relax a bit
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Kenna was walking through the hall to the kitchen to check on Brent's food. Seeing the chief was currently cooking it. So that was fine. Walking into the dining hall, to see all the cutlery and plates were out. Everything was fine at this moment. Walking slowly back to Brent's room, Kenna glanced around. Thinking of doing a bit of cleaning, taking a rag out of her pocket. Climbing up onto the drawer, she started polishing. Wanting to make it look clean for Brent, well that if he did notice anyway.
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Brent stayed in the water for a good fifteen minutes, washing himself and his hair before he stood, wrapping the towel around himself before starting to walk to his room, leaving little puddles of water as he walked
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Finishing polishing his drawer top, Kenna had just reached the floor when he came out the bathroom. Glancing into the bathroom, to see the puddles. She will need to get the mop out and start mopping the bathroom floor. "Master, your food is nearly ready and will be in the dinning room, when you are ready" she says before entering the bathroom. Getting her mop out, she started mopping away.
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He grunted to show he had heard, letting the towel drop to get dressed once he was dry, sighing softly. After all these years...she still put up with him...she was either crazy or desperate...or both...
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Kenna finished mopping, drying her mop. She looked at the cleaned floor, happy with her work. She put the mop away. Walking out, she glanced up to her master. Standing at the door, waiting to see if he wanted her to do anything else. Moving some blond hair out of her face as she waited. Thinking about it herself, on how many years, she has lived here. It was weird but she was used to it now. Remembering the first year, she was here. It really terrified her.
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By this time Brent had finished dressing, and looked over when he noticed Kenna standing in the doorway. "Is my breakfast ready yet?" He asked in his usual irritated snappy tone of voice, not seeming to care at all about anything except himself
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Licking her lips and answered "It should be ready now, master." Glancing over to the time then says "I shall see everything is out there for you." she turned her heel and quickly headed off out the room. Walking down into the dining room. Happy to see his food was just placed on the table and his drink. Oh thank goodness. If it wasn't out in time, Brent wouldn't be happy at all.
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He snorted, then started to walk to the dining room, looking down at the human. So small...so insignificant...yet the slave that had stuck around the longest despite everything he'd done over the years...
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As she stood there, she could feel the tremor as he was walking towards the dining room. She could feel his presence next to her. At this moment, she glanced around before looking forward. Kenna could quickly and get something to eat. Though she will have to wait until, Brent doesn't want her around. Kenna had to wait for now.
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He bent over on the way to the table, grabbing her not-so-gently and dropping her on the table, offering a bit of toast and scrambled egg. "Here." He said as with his other hand he got a strip of bacon, nibbling on it
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Kenna felt his fingers wrapping around her. It was never gentle, she held on anyway. Dropping onto the table, she got her balance. Looking up to see him offering food for her. "Thank you" she reached over and took a piece. Eating as much as she could before grabbing the piece of toast. Finishing she wiped her mouth and waited for him to finish.
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He finished a few minutes after she did, standing. "So are there any errands I have to run today?" He asked her, since she should know what the household needed at the moment, like food or more clothes for the slaves, things like that
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Standing up, she thought on what was needed to be done. "Well the slaves will need to be fed and thy should be all awake by now. Getting the chores done." she thought about clothes. Remember a couple of them needed their clothes stitched up. "There is a couple of people, need some new clothes but i can easily just stitch them up." she told him remembering what needed to be done.
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He nodded. "Alright, so I'll get some food out for them, and I suppose if you can't stitch them up I can go out later and buy some more..." He said, now that he had eaten he was losing his morning crankiness
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"Thank you Brent" she glanced down the table. She will need to head down and check the clothes and amend the ones that are fixable. Wondering how the other slaves were doing. "I will go and quickly check their clothes and let you know soon as, if there are need new ones." walking over to the ladders and started climbing down the ladder and reached the bottom. Right now to head off, to get those clothes.
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He grunted, then got up, grabbing the plate and going into the kitchen to make breakfast for the slaves he owned
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Heading to the room, where the slaves were kept. All were ready, they flinched when they heard the door. Relaxing when they saw Kenna. She asked them about their clothes, a few of them gave her clothes to fix. As she got her kit out, she started fixing their clothes. They weren't that bad only just a couple she need to throw away. Knowing which ones she would need. She got up and decided to find Brent to let him know.
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Brent at this point in time had made a plate of scrambled eggs, setting it where he knew the humans could reach, turning to go to his room, stretching a bit
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Thinking he would be in his room. Kenna headed into his room. Glancing around she didn't see him. He must be somewhere else. As she turned to be faced with his feet. Quickly she moved out the way in time. That was close. Her heart was racing a bit. "Master, i have returned" she says standing there looking up to him.
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He paused, looking down at her. "Tell the others breakfast is waiting for them in the usual spot...how are we when it comes to the clothing situation?"
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"I will do that. I have fixed most of the clothes but there was only a couple that, could not be fixed. Its only a couple of tshirts and trousers." she answered him. turning to head back out. Quickly heading to the room and told the slaves their food was ready. They all walked out, a bit wary who was out. They all made their to the dining room, to get their food. Kenna went back into Brent's room.
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Brent had gotten a sticky note, writing down what she had said they needed, shoving it in his pocket and making a mental note to get them when he went out later
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"Is there anything you need, master?" she asked when entering the room. "The slaves have went for their breakfast at the moment." standing at the door waiting for what, his next command would be. Kenna stared at him, waiting for what he would say to her.
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He shook his head, sighing. "...I don't need anything else...I just wanna be alone now..." He growled. "I'll go grocery shopping in about an hour, so when I'm gone you better behave yourselves."
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She didn't flinch when he growled at her. She just stared at him then nodded "Yes master." With that she turned to head the door to let him be. While he is gone, she can tidy up his room for him, then polish his shoes, get all the dusting done. By the time he would be back, she should have it all done.
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Crystal sighed as she climbed up the ladder, her eyes emotionless. After spending all of her life as a slave she just didnt want to feel the emotional pain of sadness anymore. She harmed herself physically but in places that her clothes covered.
"Master its time to wake up." She said, louder than her usual soft voice.
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(Which giant do you want?)
The giant groaned a bit, stirring, then opened his eyes with a slight sigh. "...already...?" He asked softly, sleep fogging up his mind as he focused on the tiny girl before him
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(Can it be Falkor?)
Crystal put on a kind smile, even though it didntt reach her eyes.
"Yes Master," she said, "I know you want to sleep but the more you do the less time you get in the day to play your guitar without the neighbors interrupting you."
She knew he loved his music, thats why this was basically her reason on why he should get up every morningg.
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(Sure~)
He smiled a bit sleepily, then reached over and gently ruffled her hair. "You're right...thanks, Crys..." He said softly, a little nickname he'd developed for her over the years as he sat up, stretching a bit, his back cracking in several places before he winced. "Ow..." He muttered, then stood up, brushing through his hair with his fingers briefly
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The tiny girl simply fixed her hair as he sat up, not even flinching at the booming cracking sounds of his bones.
"I told you you should have gotten a new bed Master." She said softly, "That way your back wouldnt be doing that."
Over the years, she just ended up not caring on how it seemed, what others saw, disrespectful, to talk to your master that way. She was simply stating bother her advise she gave him and the consequences he faced for not listening to her.
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He blinked, trying to remember, then chuckled. "So you did...ah, an uncomfortable bed never killed anyone..." He said, going across the room to grab his guitar, looking over to her with a slight blush. "...any requests?" He asked with a kind smile, the first time ever he'd asked that question of Crystal since he first got her
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Despite the question suprised her, Crystal didnt lett it show.
"I would suggest," she said with her emotionless smile, "that you eat something before you practice. You tend to get a bit more judgemental on your own playing when you're hungry."
It this kind of behavior is what made the other slaves not like her very much. She always said somethinng bluntly and directly towards him. Some thought she was very full of herself for talking to their Master like that.
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He waited, expecting to hear a song title, but burst out in some laughter when she went a totally new direction with the question he'd asked her, putting his guitar down. "Hey, you're not you when you're hungry." He said with a slight shrug. He didn't find her sentence disrespectful or taking it as Crystal full of herself...to be honest, after all these years of having her, he thought of her more like a friend than anything...he just hadn't told her yet...
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A small flicker of amusement flashed in her eyes as she watched him laugh.
"You should go eat Master," she said, the flicker of emotion gone, "I need to finish the rest of my chores I eat."
With that, the girl bowed and then nimbly climbed down the bedside table.
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"Alright." He said, heading to his bedroom door, careful to give Crystal her space, thinking. After so much time of them being in that master/slave relationship...would it finally move on to friends? Crystal made him happy enough, no doubt about that...but he couldn't help worrying about her from time to time
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The moment he left the room, her eyes shifted to from emotionless, to sadness. Ever since she was sold, she hated being a slave. She was takenn away from her own family. Yet she simply grew to accept her fate.
As she walked over to the area where the other slaves were, she could hear a few of them whispering thinngs about her. Like she aid, other slaves didnt really like her because she got the most attention from the Master. Of coarse it makes ense how most of her haters were the female slaves. It also made sense off because of the females hating her, the small amount of male slaves had become good riends of hers. Thus spending more time with the guys.
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Well, if the female slaves thought about it, it only made sense that Crystal spent more time with their master...she'd been there the longest, after all, and knew his actions better than all the other slaves...if he had known Crystal was sad about being his slave, he would have taken her home ages before now...where she belonged...he thought she was HAPPY with him...he soon made himself an egg sandwich, eating it quickly so he could play his guitar, but not before setting out scrambled eggs and bacon bits for the slave's breakfast, ringing a little bell to let them know it was their breakfast time now
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(Here's the song: <www.youtube.com/watch?v=yNtgGM… > )
Crystal smiled slightly as she and the other slaves went to where the slaves ate. It was usually so their Master could practice while we ate.
One of the male slaves, a friend of hers after time, pulled her over to their table, already having a plate for her.
"Hy Cryssy we havetnt heard you sing in a whilee." Another friend commented.
Soon all of the guys were agreeing. Chucjling, the girl shook her head with an amused smile.
"Alright alright," she said softly beefore taking a deep breath and started to sing.
"Little girl, terrified
She'd leave her room if only bruises would heal
A home is no place to hide
Her heart is breaking from the pain that she
Feels
Every day the same, she fights to find her way
She hurts, she breaks, she hides and tries to
pray
She wonders why
Does anyone ever hear her when she cries?
Today she's turning sixteen
Everyone singing but she can't seem to smile
They never get past arms length
How could they act like everything is alright?
Pulling down her long sleeves
To cover all the memories the scars leave
She says, "Maybe making me bleed
Will be the answer that could wash the slate clean"
Every day's the same, she fights to find her way
She hurts, she breaks, she hides and tries to
Pray
She wonders why
Does anyone ever hear her when she cries?
This is the dark before the dawn
The storm before the peace
Don't be afraid cause the seasons change
And God is watching over you, He hears you
And every day's the same, she fights to find her
way
She hurts, she breaks, she hides and tries to pray
She'll be just fine
'Cause I know He hears her when she criees
Every day's the same, she fights to find her way
She hurts, she breaks, she hides and tries to
pray
She'll be just fine
'Cause I know He hears her when she cries."
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Secretly, her master was listening as well, smiling softly. She was a really good singer...he liked her voice...too bad she didn't do it too often...he sighed softly, then grabbed his guitar, waiting after she was done singing before strumming on his guitar, tuning it accurately so he could play a song he liked lately.
"If I had to
I would put myself right beside you
So let me ask
Would you like that?
Would you like that?
And I don't mind
If you say this love is the last time
So now I'll ask
Do you like that?
Do you like that?
No!
Something's getting in the way.
Something's just about to break.
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane.
So tell me how it should be.
Try to find out what makes you tick.
As I lie down
Sore and sick.
Do you like that?
Do you like that?
There's a fine line between love and hate.
And I don't mind.
Just let me say that
I like that
I like that
Something's getting in the way.
Something's just about to break.
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane.
As I burn another page,
As I look the other way.
I still try to find my place in the diary of Jane.
So tell me how it should be.
Desperate, I will crawl
Waiting for so long
No love, there is no love.
Die for anyone
What have I become?
Something's getting in the way.
Something's just about to break.
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane.
As I burn another page,
As I look the other way.
I still try to find my place in the diary of Jane..."
( www.youtube.com/watch?v=AiBG6v… )
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Crystal and the other male slaves rolled their eyes with annoyance when the rest of the female slaves started to swoon as oon as their Master began to practice.
"Master Falkor is sooo talented." One girl said dreamily, "I wish I was his favorite instead of that depressing bitch."
"Yeah," another girl agreed, "but we mustnt say that with Master Falkor around, or else we'd get scolded."
Al, a male slave the same age as Crystal and also close friend of hers, gave herCrystal a smile.
"Ignore those little shits Cryssy," he said, "they're just jealous that they're not as hot and cool as you."
The girl simply gave her friend a thankful smile at his words.
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He sighed softly, shaking his head. "...notes are a little off...not too bad, though..." He muttered to himself. If he knew that the girl slaves swooned whenever he practiced, he would've rolled his eyes. It's not like he was a rock star or anything...he just liked music...he started to strum absent-mindedly, playing a tune he'd heard as a kid until he chose a new song to sing.
"Memories consume
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safe here in my room
Unless I try to start again.
I don't want to be the one
The battles always choose
'Cause inside I realize
That I'm the one confused
I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream.
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean.
I don't know how I got this way
I know it's not alright.
So I'm breaking the habit,
I'm breaking the habit
Tonight
Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again
I hurt much more
Than anytime before
I had no options left again
I don't want to be the one
The battles always choose
'Cause inside I realize
That I'm the one confused
I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream.
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean.
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So I'm breaking the habit,
I'm breaking the habit
Tonight
I'll paint it on the walls
'Cause I'm the one at faults
I'll never fight again
And this is how it ends
I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
But now I have some clarity
To show you what I mean
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So, I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
I’m breaking the habit
Tonight."
( www.youtube.com/watch?v=GLQs0O… )
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( <www.youtube.com/watch?v=TPdMn_… )
Crystal sighed as she heard their master sing.
"Is it me or does our master sing depressing songs?" Al asked her as they got up to continue their chores.
The girl looked at him and smiled slightly, the sadness leaving her eyes for a moment.
"It's not depressing," she answered him, "it's just his type of music."
Al rolled his eyes as he drapped an arm over her shoulders.
"Whatever Doll." he said, "Come on, before we do our chores, I wanna show you something."
Curious, Crystal let him lead her to a spot where other slaves would be hanging out if they finished. Their master had been kind enough to place some of the handheld electronics that were still useful when he didn't want them anymore. Al led her to the Itouch and started to type something on it.
Crystal tilted her head curiously as he typed in 'Nightcore'
"Figured you might like this kinda music." he said as a song started playing.
"When he was seeing her
You could see he had his doubts
And now he's missing her
Because he knows he's missing out
Now it's haunting him
The memories like a ghost
He's so terrified
Cause no one else even comes close
He's a guy that you should feel sorry for
He had the world but he thought that he wanted more
I owe it all to the mistake he made back then
I owe it all to my girl's ex-boyfriend
So then, along comes me,
This undeserving mess (undeserving mess)
Who would believe my life
Would be so blessed (life would be so blessed)
Two years ago
He left all that debris (left all that debris)
Who would of known
He would leave everything I need
He's a guy that you should feel sorry for
He had the world but he thought that he wanted more
I owe it all to the mistake he made back then
I owe it all to my girl's ex-boyfriend
If it wasn't for him
I would still be searching
If it wasn't for him
I wouldn't know my best friend
If it wasn't for him
He would be able to see
If it wasn't for him
He would be as happy as me
When she and I settle down you can bet
That he is going to have to settle for less
He's someone that I would hate to be
I got the girl and he's left with just the memory.
He's a guy that you should feel sorry for
He had the world but he thought that he wanted more
I owe it all to the mistake he made back then
I owe it all to my girl's ex-boyfriend
If it wasn't for him
I would still be searching
If it wasn't for him
I wouldn't know my best friend
If it wasn't for him
He would be able to see
If it wasn't for him
He would be as happy as me"
As the song played, Al pulled Crystal close to him and started dancing with her. After a while, she started actually smiling and laughed a bit when he spun her around.
"I finally got you smiling." he chuckled when the song ended with them chest to chest, causing her to blush.
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Falkor bit his lip, thinking a moment, strumming absently now, closing his eyes and humming slightly before starting to play another song, grinning since this one song was a mash-up from different artists that he'd heard on YouTube, then smiled and glanced around for his slaves. "Any of you guys got any requests? I know anything from Avril Lavigne to Zedd."
(1st song: www.youtube.com/watch?v=ogCmpg… *has the lyrics in video o I didn't type them*)
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