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May 4, 2019 10:35:13 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on May 4, 2019 10:35:13 GMT -5
Kratos enjoyed having this young child enjoying every humans' weakness, comfort, and softness. Any human would delve into ape fur. His arm curls around him, enwrapping him with is orange fur. "I'm glad you are enjoying it, makes me want to have you brought more into my lap.
His brow rose, peering down at the child who suddenly severed his voice. "Uh, reminds you of what? Don't worry I won't get mad over it," he mentions, peering upward. Perhaps he could use his response to grow nearer to him. "I believe I know what it is, a mother's love? Don't worry if it is. I loved mine,"
In, fact, if Helios wanted to scurry off, he could. Kratos's arms were tight, but not enough to hinder him. He was at that pressure against Helios's side to see if he would get off, and run. Wouldn't be the first. His lapdog mysteriously 'vanished.'
A king? That was a nice response. A false, but an identity he enjoyed more than 'president.' He smacks his side lightly, laughing. "Oh, yes we can. I prefer not to travel all the way down to the dining hall," he mentions. "What are you hungry for?" He offers. Just more schemes to bring this human to his bidding.
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May 4, 2019 20:46:41 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 4, 2019 20:46:41 GMT -5
More? He suppressed any disgust.
But at the same time he was surprised when Kratos read through him like that. How smart was this ape? He wondered as he was even more enwrapped. He could feel his vaguely lay off the tightness a bit and thought of running.
But he also knew a test when he saw one.
So he remained in the damn monster’s lap to make him happy. Until he had a real, honest chance at escape and maybe even then... “Yeah it reminds me of my mom when I was little,” he admitted. “But furrier.”
With a lick of his lips he had to think. He could have whatever he wanted? Who was he kidding this was the president of course he could. “I’ve been craving beef stew since I got here,” he said with a great deal of anticipation. “That’s my favorite and I imagine it’s very good in a place like this.”
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May 5, 2019 2:20:45 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on May 5, 2019 2:20:45 GMT -5
He snickers, using cold tactics to bring Helios closer and closer to him. Young pups seem to be the simplest way to coax and have the mutt obey your every will. Even if it meant to do the most embarrassing trick. Plus humiliate them in his lap. He was very sadistic in strange ways.
"Ah, a mother's love," he whispers, reaching a hand over to stroke his blonde short hair. "I had a really good mother, I was the closest to her," he faintly lies, as some of it was truthful. "However, I'll be your new comforter and spoiler," heads, perhaps to draw his attention away, again.
Beef stew? That was an interesting choice from a child. Kratos rose his hands, snapping his fingers.
A patrol scurried over and bent down. "Yes?"
"Have a chef brought over here at once," he orders, anger flowed his tone.
As the guard obeyed and ran off. Kratos focus back on Helios. "Did your mother create it?"
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May 5, 2019 2:30:18 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2019 2:30:18 GMT -5
Him as his new comforter and spoiler?
Helios wasn’t sure what that meant. Especially as he was held closer, did that mean he got doted over? Someone had mentioned being high on the totem pole so he decided to ask. “Just how will I be spoiled?” He asked as politely as possible. “Like I already get that a lot will be done for me. Like I’m not even expecting I’ll have to dress myself with that back zipper.” He noted.
He then added. “But just how much do I get this pampering stuff? It sounds nice but I’m not used to it,” he then admitted. “My family was poor so I don’t know how to even live rich.”
Shifting a bit as he ordered his guards, he looked at Kratos. There was another question he had. “Do you have rules for me too? Because I know there can’t not be some give and take,” he added. “Do I really have to do like... Tricks and stuff? And sleep in one of those things they call a “dog bed”?”
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May 5, 2019 22:21:37 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on May 5, 2019 22:21:37 GMT -5
Kratos scratches his neck. How would the child be spoiled by the king?! What an outrageous question. He smirks, deciding to not answer. He places his paw onto his petite head, and strokes carefully. "I rather reveal it to you than tell. Why ruin the fun out of it?" he smirks.
Dress? He rubs his chin. "Nah, I'll have my apes keep dressing you unless you do extraordinary good. I'll allow you to dress once or twice," his hand shoots up. "As a reward." He pats his head, then tickles him behind the ear. "You've been doing great so far," he praises.
His head nods, "Well, you're in a much better state," he whispers.
"Tricks, I'm not sure about. I see that in adults, not really children. Maybe as you grow older? But my show pets don't go onto my lap, just perform. If I have a lap dog, I expect them to be silent around other apes. Find communication in silent to draw my attention."
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May 5, 2019 22:29:16 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2019 22:29:16 GMT -5
Well that made sense. Though he was just hoping it wouldn’t be completely humiliating - like he had heard stories of. Like how some humans were spoon fed or treated oddly... maybe even babied.
He sighed a little not sure how much he liked the idea of apes dressing him though. It was still a little uncomfortable honestly but what could he say? “I guess I’m ok with getting dressed like that. Though I’m gonna need some getting used to with my new dress,” he then added. “Since I’m sure it’s more like this?”
He then added. “I’ve heard crazier than that. I once heard some apes won’t even let their humans eat by themselves,” he then laughed a little. “Being spoon fed sounded stupid to me. No offense.”
Oh lord the last thing he wanted was to be a show pet. Everyone heard about that fate worse than death - they were so degraded. “No! I mean no... I don’t want to be a show pet. I think I’m better off like this,” he explained. “I’m not really the talented type.”
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May 7, 2019 14:15:59 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on May 7, 2019 14:15:59 GMT -5
Kratos snickers, examining his attire. "Dress? What do you mean dress?" he curiously questions. "I didn't order Gladiator to dress you in a silly dress. Now a tunic sounds more like it could be. I don't do that to my pets, depending on the age of gender." he quietly corrected. "Just like I see the dog suit as a disgrace." He adds, "my lower ranked mutts, maybe."
He winces, shaking his head. "Yes, some of my main friends from a variety of allies do that. I can't. My kids are grown, I'm done with that. Besides you're an older pup than most." he states, peering over to the door. "It's a nightmare to do...no thank you."
Stupid? "You have no opinion on that, you're a mindless pup," he growls, grasping his chin.
He shrugs, then scowls again, gripping his chin, drawing it close. "As I mentioned before, you have no opinion unless asked."
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May 10, 2019 0:23:12 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2019 0:23:12 GMT -5
A dress? Oh he hadn’t understood what he meant! Helios snorted a little and then added. “No I meant. Dressing up like this. I haven’t worn a onesie since I was a little kid,” he explained honestly. “But I understand enough to know it’s not about what I want. It’s about what you want. So I’ll get used to it...”
He gave a great sigh of relief. Thank god he didn’t need to be spoon fed, because that would be something he’d fight. “Thanks for giving me at least that shred of dignity,” he then added. “I...”
But he was cut off when he grabbed his chin. Telling him he had no opinion and greatly startling him. Was he really that low on the totem pole that he had no say in what he was used for? He thought of arguing with him, but at the same time Kratos had the advantage.
“I-I-I’m sorry sir,” he managed. “I’ll do whatever you want, please just don’t hurt me.”
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May 10, 2019 11:37:16 GMT -5
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Post by Kratos on May 10, 2019 11:37:16 GMT -5
A light smirk emerges, a little amused by the silly misconception. He pads his head. "They're quite comfortable are they not? You won't wear one on the outside of the palace, too humid. Daily hot too." he mentions, probably relieving a great relief to the child.
"Mmm, I can allow some days for you to choose. im not that cruel," he darkly grins. "As long as you obey, and not be a pain, sure, why not?" He listens further. "It's messy, and not my job." Highly amused, Kratos strokes his chin. "I don't allow my servants to either. I like my own opinions unless I ask." he honestly shares. "I'm quite strict here."
His head shakes. "I do not hurt children."
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May 10, 2019 16:46:23 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2019 16:46:23 GMT -5
Helios breathed a sigh of relief.
Honestly he didn’t want to wear them out and about. Though he had to think for a minute there, was there a catch? Especially if he let him chose, there had to be. “Are all my clothes gonna be like this though? You know, cute? Kiddie?” He asked nervously. “What makes it messy though?”
So he didn’t hurt kids? That made him feel much better though he wasn’t sure how much he believed Kratos.
After a moment though he nodded. “I’m glad to hear it. But I have more questions if that’s ok?” He asked. His voice a little tight. “Do I have to sleep in a cage? I heard some pets do that and it kind of scares me.”
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May 14, 2019 0:44:10 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on May 14, 2019 0:44:10 GMT -5
Kratos leans back and chuckles pleased the child was asking instead of assuming. He smirks, very grudgingly at him. "Yes, I enjoy my show and lapdogs in fine, admiring attire," his hand turned upward, proudly announcing it. "So, be ready when I do fine different clothes, or my certain servants do."
He winces, always with the questions. He sighs, rolling his eyes. "Helios, do you have a young sibling, or seen one? Have you ever noticed the young one getting food or whatever everywhere? Therefore I decline because I appreciate cleanliness."
These questions are not as bad but approached warmly. "Yes, for the first few days to a week. I never get freshly bought animals to what they desire."
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May 14, 2019 3:03:32 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 14, 2019 3:03:32 GMT -5
Helios did shudder a little.
All the kiddie attire being appealing did make him a little uneasy but fine. He could cross that bridge when they came to it. “I’ll... Get used to it. I just haven’t worn kids stuff since I was five,” he admitted a little shyly. “Though I don’t think I’ll like it when Gladiator dresses me. Dude was rough.”
Huh he’d never thought of it that way. “I guess I see what you mean there.”
Ugh so he’d have to face the cage again. He really hoped it wasn’t small and cramped. Something spacious and with room to maneuver would at least be barable. “I guess I can get used to it. The cages just make me feel nervous and confined. At least the cart was.”
He leaned back a little and sighed quietly. What was taking the food so long. “Any questions you have for me?” He asked wondering if Kratos even cared to know anything about him other than how adorable he was.
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May 14, 2019 15:32:41 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on May 14, 2019 15:32:41 GMT -5
"That's the correct answer!" He cheers on, harshly patting his back as the child was brittle and his paw huge. "I'm glad you see it that way," he grins in accomplishment. He snorts randomly. He wonders if he could get another child to easily fall into their role, even obeying how will. But perhaps later, he's enjoying Helios.
He shrugs, knowing how Gladiator is. Silas was correct he acts more like a dog than an actual counselor doing Kratos's every will, and wish. "Well, if he's the only one available, you're stuck with him," he smirks, aware how he treats humans. That brute is cruel at times. But had set strict rules to children.
He rose a brow. "Are you claustrophobic?" he curiously asks. If so, it was the first.
his food was being prolonged on purpose. He was not going to have the runt eat on his lap. This President was OCD with a lot of things. His own form and attire was the main one.
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May 15, 2019 2:06:28 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 15, 2019 2:06:28 GMT -5
Helios has to think for a minute on the apes words. What was he agreeing to tough? For a moment he considered what he was going to say before asking. “What other things will I wear? I get onesies. But do I have to like go around in bright shirts and overalls and stuff?” He then added. “And costumes?”
Ugh he hated being told he would be stuck with Gladiator. But at the same time he understood. Though a thought occurred to him. “Will you dress me too? I mean are there times you’ll do it?” He asked a little nervous as being manhandled here was hard enough. “Not that I mind...”
Claustraphobia? “Maybe a little.” He admitted honestly and shespishly. His voice a little low. “Closed spaces make me nervous. But I suppose I can get used to a cage. I’ve just never been in one before.”
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May 20, 2019 1:26:38 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2019 1:26:38 GMT -5
Bump
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