Emma wiped her clean hand to her face, feeling a slight trickle of blood and sweat mingled together. She cried softly as it stung as she touched it slightly. An elf caught her eye and gripped his whip hard, Emma turned back to the next boulder. She swallowed the urge to vomit as she looked down at her arms and felt her face. They had been bleeding now for well over thirty minutes, and most of her whip slashes had covered themselves with drak scabs. She whimpered weakly as she saw a boy move to help her. She looked at him and caught his eyes,' I'm alright.' She mouthed weakly.
Dark Creatures A Dark Creature
Posts: 2
(11/9/01 9:38 pm)
Re: Arrival
*Two elves dragged the still alive but in severe pain boys they had shot before.
The Slavemasters watched, whipping anyone who did not work quickly with enchanted whips, the wounds would be severe and scar but due to the delayed healing charm would repair quickly, leaving scarring but not hindering work ability.*
"You, Use your wand." One hisses at those who are stupid enough to work with hands.
*A whip lashes out, slashing across the back of a boy who was working too slowly*
"FASTER" A delicate voice screamed
*Another strides over to the few who are still on the floor crying, a wicked sneer on his face*
"MOVE NOW, WANDS OUT GET TO WORK"
*A taskmaster standing above a girl who had dared to bump into him and was now sobbing on the floor sneered, strong hands spun her around onto her front, the whip slashed across her back biting deeply at the close range, he struck her twice, once for her insolence and once for not working*
"WORK!" he hissed, walking off to a group of boys who scattered and got back to it.
*His eyes looked approvingly at one boy who was working quickly as he could, almond slitted tightly at a girl who was telling him off for it, his whip cracked through the air, lashing the air an inch from her face with a loud crack that did not hit*
"Follow his lead, use you wand and then solidify the stone with magic." He instructed coldly and loudly so everyone could hear.
((ooc: You weren't working and you'd posted, you just got whipped, no matter what you were doing; post now those who haven't or you will be hurt regardless, there is no escape. Toni that was you, Wren that was also you. Aldon you were spoken to as well. James you got looked at.))
((Oh yeah, good posting so far people, keep it up ))
Edited by: Dark Creatures at: 11/9/01 9:42:50 pm
Re: Arrival
The last ten minutes for Ryleigh went by in a blur, the only thing she remembered was waking up on a damp stone floor, blood trailing down her forhead, and odd creatures yelling out orders.
The whole time she sat idly her face flat, her mouth slightly slack, her eyes unfocused and cast to the floor. She was smacked in the head with a blunt object while trying to fight in the Great Hall when this all began, but of course this she could not remember.
Her dazed blue eyes flashed slightly at the mention of a wand. Her slender hand automatically went into the pocket of her robes, idly searching for it. Nothing. Her reaction was odd, she simply raised an eyebrow and stood shakily, her head turning taking in the area she was drug into.
Ryleigh's eyes narrowed slightly, the sounds of whips, screaming and crying filled her ears, a small pounding formed in the back of her head. She closed her eyes slowly, then opened them, watching everyone with a tilted head as they all seemed to be doing some kind of manual labor.
She still stood idly, rocking slightly on her weakened legs, her equalibrium thrown off slightly by the blow given earlier. One of the creatures shouted again. But was it at her? She looked at his fuzzy figure idly, closing her mouth and swallowing slightly.
She turned away and something thin snapped across her back. She meerly stumbled forward feeling a small tingling feeling near the small of her back but paid it no never mind to it as she turned around slowly to see where the blow came from. She tilted her head again, her fair face tinting red, staring at the fuzzing figure swaying slightly once agian on her weak legs wondering idly why'd she been hit.
(( ::sighs:: catchup is a !@#$% ::kicks the hell out of her computer:: ))
Edited by: Ryleigh Atalanta at: 11/9/01 9:59:12 pm
Dark Creatures A Dark Creature
Posts: 4
(11/9/01 11:17 pm)
Re: Arrival
*The Slavemaster himself had stood, shouting orders at this weak kneed pathetic child. He had shouted several times at the older girl who was lazily standing still, ignoring them and refusing to help, by her silence, when he had warned.
She had directly ignored, turning away when he had ordered, the cooperation of the older students was essential, they were more useful but this one refused to help. His whip cracked her back and she turned to stare flatly and blankly.*
"WORK" He screamed, several heads turned to look, she still refused.
"An example then." he sneered
*Two more taskmasters walked smoothly over, whips trailing along the ground. He nodded to them, flexing his wrist. They grabbed the girl, one noticing her unfocused eyes, he shouted something to the leader who nodded.
An Elf on either side of her, they turned her around, shoving her against a wall her back to the whip carrier.*
"INSOLENCE WILL NOT BE TOLERATED"
*The whip slashed through the air, tearing across her back, blood rushing from the thin cut line*
"LAZINESS WILL NOT BE TOLERATED"
*Tearing another thin ribbon from her back, the elves holding her hard against the wall, keeping away from the expertly placed blows of the SlaveMaster*
"YOU WILL"
*A third tearing slashing across the back, Elves holding her up and still, pain would be tearing through her now the blows alone and then the whip had been enchanted*
"OBEY"
*A fourth crack as blood began to flow freely, soaking through her costume. The whip came to hand, elves standing back, releasing her from the grip and the press, purple welting already forming around the cuts*
"NOW WORK" He screamed again as they released her
((ooc:leaving you an option here, normally character control would occur to some degree))
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*Edward hears shouting and cries of pain, knowing someone stands over him he swallows dragging himself upright, tear stained cheeks in a state of ragged shock*
"I'm sorry" he whimpers to the elf
*He turns quickly half running to the pen they are building seeing a girl leaning against a pillar bleeding, another older girl being thrown against the wall and whipped.
He stumbles, staring in shock at their brutal example, and sobs again, hearing a shout behind him he numbly keeps on the work area, he had to help, he had to do something.
He pulls his wand out doing the only thing he can think of and shifting the rocks like he has been told to, crying still at this place and these people*
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Emma looked at an older girl, Wren she supposed, and a younger one get whipped. She hastily turned back to her work...she had strength to pull anymore rocks..not even with her wand. She stared at another girl who was getting whipped thoroughly...Ryleigh!
She raised her wand hand weakly and moved the next boulder about an inch from its place it had been. She couldn't move it any more. She looked down at her bleeding arm, her wand hand. It was scabbed and stracthed badly, blood still trickling down her hand and onto the floor.
She turned when she heard a younger boys scream. He was pleading with an elf to stop hitting him. Emma almost darted to him right then. She waited until the elf was gone. She did not dart, but drag herself to the younger boy.
Suddenly he turned and ran into a boulder. Emma frowned...too scared, she thought but she made his way over to him. She picked out her wand weakly and then began to pretend to raise rocks on beside him.
" Its going to be okay." But just then she heard the crack of a whip on her back. She turned reacting to a reflex and looked at the elf that had whipped her. Its face was set hard and its eyes gleamed with laughter.
" STOP TALKING!!! GET TO WORK!!!" The whip was going to come down on the boy again but Emma stuck out her arm. The whip sliced, once again, on her scabs and she let out a cry. Blood spilt from the wound again, more than before.
She bit her lip as she turned and held back tears.
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Quinn felt anger, mixed with an acute sense of fear, welling up inside her. They - they whipped them, they actually whipped them! She had managed to dodge out of the way and avoid getting the full onslaught of one of the blows aimed at those that were 'lazy'. However, it had hit her leg, which was now feeling bruised and possibly bleeding. The leather pants that she had on slightly numbed the force of the blow, making the pain be a throbbing sort of feeling, as though someone repeatedly smacked you with an iron hammer.
And her friend Toni... she wanted to run forward and help her up, but an inner sense told her that if she did so, she would cause more harm that anything. These creatures, they were ruthless, unjust, and absolutely heartless.
This wasn't fair! She, with all her morals and beliefs, was thrust into this completely new world where they were no longer human beings, but some sort of cattle. She was crying again now, not because of the feeling of lostness and disbelief, but anger. Slowly touching the Star of David that hung around her neck, she wondered if there was anyway she would get out of here alive. Gathering all her determination, she stopped the crying, and did her best to work. She was catching up slowly, not sure of which spell to use where.
"What - what should I do?" she whispered to one of the girls.
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James had kept working at his feverish pace, hearing the elves yell at the girl who told him to slow down and hearing the cracks of whips hitting a great majority of the people. But then he heard them throw a girl to the wall to his right, he dared to look and saw Ryleigh. He looked in horror as they whipped her four times and then released her yelling at her to work. As she started to fall back, James caught her propping her against his shoulder, and occasionaly using his free hand to move a smaller rock. He looked at her and whispered "Oh god. Ryleigh, say something" he looked at her as she was in obvious pain, "Come on, you have to alteast fake that your working, or they'll keep whipping you." James said this last part but as he did he switched what said she was on, putting himself between the elves with the whips and her, incase they decided to whip her again, he would get it, she couldn't take much more right now. He still held her up,but again focused on the rocks, using his anger to keep him going and move larger ones.
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Aldon was continuing to build up a rock pile with the help of many other kidnapped students when a slave driver, this is what Aldon was now reffering to the elves as, started to find problems with the work of the students. "USE YOUR WANDS!!" Aldon was told to use his wand instead of using his tired hands. He fumbled inside of his pocket for his wand as sis the others working with him, he finally found it when yet again he saw the whipping of an older student, another girl...he turned his head away from the punishment.
Now most of the students were up ans slowly getting to work, Aldon saw a group of people around a boy who was shown as a model to follow due to his fast work. Aldon began to levitate Rocks to the pile, one, two at a time, 3, 5 the numbers of rocks being moved soon escalated to a point where the group of students including Aldon had made a HUGE pile of rocks...He and the others now had nothing to do...he quickly looked around and saw the group of students working on moving pillars and making a pen. He made his way there quickly and began working with them on yet another what appeared to be a useless project, Aldon saw the quick working boy helping the punished girl.
Aldon saw he had put himself in the way of the girl being whipped again, he was holding her up and trying to work at the same time. "here let me help" Aldon said quietly not looking at the boys face Aldon used his wand to help move rocks the boy was working on so that he could put more attention on the hurt girl. "take care of her" "she seems to need some help"....
(wow I've got a lot of catching up to do. Ok, this is me catching up from the start. Yikes)
Rico had stared at the slavemaster when he first addressed them. He had said something about staying until they leave, but for some reason Rico sensed that he wasn't telling them the truth. Rico wasn't sure though so he didn't say anything to anyone else. He started to move the rocks, staying close to the members of his house. Evidently they didn't move fast enough. Rico and the 4 first years around him(NPCs) we all whipped in the back. Rico heard them scream and then felt the pain himself. He didn't let a scream of pain escape his lips, he wasn't going to give his tormentors that pleasure. He just worked faster, hearing trying to ignore screams of people around him.
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Ryleigh’s body wrenched as she was pushed forward, her hands instinctively rising to stop herself from ramming into the wall. Feeling her skin break, and the hot air invading the cut Ryleigh's body snapped forward as the whip cracked across her back.
She blinked at it, not at all affected, her mind was numb to the pain, and to the fact that she was even being hit, but instead in that same moment, something flashed across her dulling blue eyes. A young boy, with flame dancing in his eyes, stared back at her a pained expression on his face.
Another crack, her body wrenched again, and another flash, this time of a boy, a boy, about the same age as the other, his face framed with shock white hair, gray swirling eyes staring into her, a slight smirk playing on his lips. She tilted her head at him idly.
A third snap of the whip, she swallowed, an older man flashed before her eyes, he was stern faced and had forest green eyes, staring at her, shaking his head while running a veined hand through salt and pepper colored hair. The final crack she felt fully, her body snapping, she let out a pained scream, the sound ringing through the darkened area. She blinked, finally feeling the effects of her beating, the pain searing through her back.
Her knees buckled, but the Elves wrenched her up quickly by her tiny wrists and tossed her to the side, screaming at her as they did.
"NOW WORK!" They screamed. Ryleigh gritted her teeth and stumbled back onto a boy. A Slytherin boy named James Wickenham, she'd didn't exactly know him, but the night of the sorting feast she'd seen him talking to Peregrin. The first image that flashed across her mind, as she was beat.
She let out a heavy breath, her body slumping on to James’ as she did, he held her up, urging her to work. She didn't have the strength, the mental capacity or the wand. Ryleigh swallowed, her eyelids drooping, a black haze taking over. She was blanking out; she knew this, as she felt the blood trickle down her back through her robes.
She felt more hands try to support her. Her head rolled to the other fuzzy figure, her sight further ruined by the matted jet-black hair in her face. She didn't recognize him at all. She swallowed again, her tongue rolling out to assist her drying lips to part so she could speak.
"I...I don't have a wand." She said, her voice, cracked, weak struggling to leave her throat. "I don't have a wand." She said again. A lump forming in her throat as reality was now kicking her in the ass. She let out a pained sob, tears rimming her blue eyes.
(( ::sighs:: I need to post more often, as I said catch ups are a bitch! ::coughs:: ))
Edited by: Ryleigh Atalanta at: 11/10/01 4:50:05 pm
Re: Arrival
Celest watched in terror, as the elves whiped a girl , the same age as her, very harshly. Screams where let off in every direction, this was getting worse every minute. She closed her eyes, and started praying, praying that this was all one big long nightmare, that she was really safe in her bed. But she wasnt dreaming, this was real. She pulled out her wand, pointed it at a particularly large boulder and cried "Mobilarbus!" The rock rose slightly and started to move towards the others.
Her legs were becoming like jelly, her stomach was rumbling. She had barely eaten anything at the feast, and that had been awhile ago. She sighed heavily, as she worked on, moving boulders by magic, moving at a very slow pace. She couldnt help being slow right now, she was tired. Her legs were becoming so wobbly, she didnt know how long it would be before her legs just completely gave way. She certainly didnt have to wait long though, after half an hour of grueling work, she dropped to the ground, extremely tired.
She tried to get up, but her arms gave way too......
(TAG...)
~~CeLeSTiNA~~
Im NOT a tease! Im a reminder of something you cant have
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*Wren winced sharply as the whip cracked infront of her face, not out of pain, but in anticpation thereof. When the whip did not hit, she breathed a sigh of relife, and darted a cold glare at the boy puting his own saftey above everyone elses, working so quickly to avoid pain, and looked over to see the g.i.r.l she had helped up moments before, trying to move a rock with her hands.*
"Use your wand." Wren urgently whispered to her through gritted teeth.
*She quickly helped patch weak spots in the G.I. Joe boy's hastily made pile using the solidifying charm and then moved on to the end of the quiclky growing wall she moved at a swift but carefull pace sliding the smaller rocks the size of TV's a nd wastebins, into the gaps and solidifying the wall, a task mostly ignored by many of the panicking workers who were mostly concerning themselves with the large sections of column.*
*After working for what seemed like forever, as she found herself in a mental state deviod of any sence of time. A g.i.r.l to her left dropped to the ground. She recognized her as a fellow Ravenclaw, and Maruader, Celest. She dropped quickly to the ground, hoping the elevs woudlnt see in the crowd, and lifed the to her feet. Holding her up under her armpits with her left arm, Wren continued working as fast as she could with her wand in her right.*
"Come on, you can't stop," she whispered firmly and desparately, "They'll whip you."
"Just when the Caterpillar thought the
world was ending... It became the Butterfly." ~Anonymous
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Classica's stomach lurched as the whip cracked sickeningly close to the girl's face. Grabbing her wand out of her back pocket, she muttered a levitation charm over two immense boulders while she picked up another. Setting them atop the pile, Classica stole a glance around at the other students, all crying and bleeding and whimpering. Classica fearfully turned back to her work; the elves were watching her.
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James turned to the boy who was helping him with rocks and said "Thanks, I'll see what I can do"
James pulled Ryleigh slowly to the back of the pen they were making, to keep her out of sight of the elves hoping that they would focus more on those closer. He hid the two of them inside of a pack of people working hard. James held Ryleigh up and started to solidify parts of rock around him, seeing what the older girl who yelled at him had meant. He also know he wouldn't be able to move the large rocks now that he was holding Ryleigh up. He set about making the area around him stronger, so they would be safe.
Someone in deep sh*t
Posts: 10
(11/10/01 10:26 pm)
Re: Arrival
*Wren placed Celest down by Rhyliegh, and just in time, as one of the elves dragged the off by the wrist. After a minute she returned to the place where she had been, with an Jeweled armband, and a gash acrost her back.*
"Those whips smart." she mumbled and returned to work.
((~~See the other post for where I was~~~))
"Just when the Caterpillar thought the
world was ending... It became the Butterfly." ~Anonymous
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James returned to the area and walked back to the area where Wren was. He noticed she had an armband too and whispered to her, "What are these things?" he said. He glanced over at Ryleigh to see how she was holding up and noticed another girl sitting next to her. The words of the wizard rang in his ears "Do not protect the weak ones". James frowned and thought "I'll be damned if I'm going to help them hurt my classmates"
(ok so you can all notice how my arm thing is different from wrens since I'm sure you all will want to look at them, also you can notice that James isn't bein pushed around, go ahead and say somethin but he will act like he doesn't know why he is different.)
Dark Creatures A Dark Creature
Posts: 12
(11/11/01 1:40 am)
Re: Arrival
An inhuman hush fell over the slavemasters, and the fear they felt soon spread to the students. They all fell silent and turned. A tall Drow, stepped out from behind a pillar. The hell hounds whimpered and cringed back into the shadows. The white hair gleamed redly in the half light, seeming to reflect the blood that had already been shed by many students. Ebony black skin, and cruel black eyes. He was beautiful for a male, in a cruel and heartless way. Striking features, perfectly pointed ears and all that the word Drow conjured to imagination. He turned slightly, surveying the area, then voiced displeasure in a calm level voice, but nonetheless filled with malice, and carried to all corners, sending a shiver through all who heard it, students and fellow Drow alike.
"What is this rubbish? I thought we asked them to build a pen? This"
He sneered
"Is rubbish. You must show them that... no. I will do it myself. Give me that whip"
The guard hastily handed it over, and the taller Drow who seemed the most in control took it with long slender fingers and fingered the leather of the hilt almost lovingly. He stepped forward.
"Come here boy"
A boy stepped forward, shaking and terrified but not daring to disobey.
"Now build a wall... TODAY CHILD! FASTER!"
The trembling boy pointed his wand and muttered charm after charm, sending stones into a pile that somewhat resembled a rough barricade.
"All you have done is this"
He whipped the boy almost thoughtlessly
"You should show them who's in charge more thoughtfully"
The boy sobbed as he was hit, but at the word thoughtfully, he looked up, hope in his eyes. He shouldn't have bothered, at that instant the whip lashed out and wrapped aroudn his arm
"And now boy, I want a WALL not a pile of rubble!"
He jerked the whip, bringing the boys hand up. The boy was chanting all he could, the slower he went, the tighter the whip around his arm got tighter, slowly and painfully cutting into his flesh. The Drow man jerked the whip mercilessly and it slid off the boys arm with a friction that left his arm red and cut into by the tightening cords. He turned and surveyed the students. With an evil grin he picked out three of the attractive older girls.
"You, you and you, here NOW"
He pointed to them one by one, but they moved towards him hesitantly. Growing impatient, he gestured and the three girls flew through the air and were dumped on the ground in front of him.
"Get up and move."
((OOC: Celest and Ryleigh, to the torture chamber))
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Quinn's lower lip quivered. She was beginning to realise that there was little hope left in this hellhole. She didn't even want to think about what was being done to those girls... and that man that just came out... Gods, he was beautiful, but absolutely - she struggled for lack of word - terrible. She knew glaciers that were warmer than him, so to speak.
Turning to another girl, she asked, warily, "What's going to happen to them?"
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