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Jul 7, 2019 20:07:16 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Jul 7, 2019 20:07:16 GMT -5
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Jul 7, 2019 21:19:57 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on Jul 7, 2019 21:19:57 GMT -5
Andrew is crazy to believe he could escape. Being one of the daughters under Kratos, she would casually have patrols to protect her. It wouldn't be long before a patrol plucked him by the back of his shirt, twiring him to glare intently in his eyes. "Nice try, try again you will be punished," he strongly releases. The girl clipped him on a leash, hauling him back over to the play table. "Now, now, Betty, there's no escape here," she brightly reminds, as she would with her other pets. Besides, where are her other humans? She coldly smirks, grasping his sides, later firmly placed him back into the chair.
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Jul 7, 2019 21:37:29 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Jul 7, 2019 21:37:29 GMT -5
Andrew almost was there, but was apprehended by a patrol. They could threaten him all he wanted. He tried to use every ounce of energy to fight. He glared at the ape patrol back. He even glared at the helpless 'girl'. He wasn't about to be called 'Betty'.
He began to plan an escape anyway. If he didn't get out of there, he'd be 'tortured' further. There was no way he could stay and- attempt to try again to escape. He wasn't about to stay in this ridiculous getup anymore. He growled as he was made to sit in the plastic chair by the patrol.
He waited a few more minutes, before trying to escape again. Least he wasn't tied down. But then he forgot the dreadful leash on his nape, which caused him to be choked and fall backwards. He grunted in pain.
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Jul 19, 2019 22:01:50 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Jul 19, 2019 22:01:50 GMT -5
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Jul 26, 2019 15:23:33 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Jul 26, 2019 15:23:33 GMT -5
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Jul 27, 2019 15:34:33 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on Jul 27, 2019 15:34:33 GMT -5
Satisfied the stiff, serious, hefty guard was, he scowls over at Andrew. He flicked a harsh finger towards him, growling, "I mean it mutt," he harshly states. He slams the door to provoke freight into the young human. He departs after releasing the door open.
She rolls her eyes, venturing over to grasp the chair behind, and haul it from behind. "There, now quite acting so babyish or I'll dress you like one. I figure you were mature, 'Betty'. But I can be wrong," she snorts waddling back to her own chair.
She grapples a fake teacup and pours the clear 'tea' into the childish cup. She places it on a plate and glides it over. "Here you are, Ms. 'Betty'" She happily takes a gentle sip of the sprite, faking to be tea. She plays to be fancy, but in reality, there were errors.
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Jul 27, 2019 16:10:21 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Jul 27, 2019 16:10:21 GMT -5
Andrew wasn't phased by the door slamming. He wasn't even afraid. He thought about Aurora and hoped she, at least, got away, from this nightmare. It seemed to never end. Especially with further insults being thrown by the guard and the little 'ape-girl'. He was no baby. Nor would he allow anyone to dress him as such. He was not going to be 'compliant' with their demands.
The 'ape-girl' was dumb and thought he was a girl! No. He would never answer to Betty. Not at all. He sat glum and ignored the fake 'tea'. He never drank anything like that. It would rot his teeth, knowing that it wasn't 'at all tea'. He ground out, "My name is not Betty." He sounded angry, dark, cold. He'd never sound 'cheerful, light, and without a warm-hearted smile'. He would reserve that to the 13 year old teen in the Renegades.
He could wait until he saw an opportunity to 'flee'. It would be the only option to him that he could think. There was no absolute way he would be wearing a onesie or sleep in a 'crib'. No absolute way. He despised the way these stupid Overlords were. He was not even interested in this 'ape-girl'.
He thought. "Your 'father' sucks." He retorted.
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Aug 12, 2019 18:36:51 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Aug 12, 2019 18:36:51 GMT -5
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Aug 18, 2019 21:52:47 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Aug 18, 2019 21:52:47 GMT -5
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Aug 28, 2019 8:16:24 GMT -5
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Post by Kratos on Aug 28, 2019 8:16:24 GMT -5
Unfortunately, just like Aurora, Andrew had been captured and being 'tortured' for desperate information the two refused to offer. It would seem their days we're being numbered as the time went on. In reality, it wasn't.
The young ape was actually had been brighter than Andrew, she just hadn't exposed that side, not quite.
The tea was only water, but she played with it as if it was. She wasn't allowed any sort of soda.
She glares over, the rolls her eyes. "Fine, fine Betty acts more childish than a teen to an adult, " she growls. She removes herself from her seat, grappling his fancy collar. She effortlessly drags him to a high chair. She forced him inside, then 'locks' it by shoving the main table piece close.
She snorts, walking over to gather a bottle. She returns and shoves it into his mouth. "Maybe." Her other hand strokes his collar. "So unique and pretty. I've never seen anything like it."
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Aug 28, 2019 10:31:34 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Aug 28, 2019 10:31:34 GMT -5
Andrew wasn't about to disclose any of his secrets at all. Not even to 'Kratos' or the 'Council'. He would rather take the information with him. It seemed he was upholding his oath despite all that was going on and happening to him. He was already embarrassed about this 'tea party'. And he wasn't thirsty.
Then he was dragged over to some contraption and that's when he began to fight against the young ape. Growling and not only that, but his last ditch effort? He resorted to batting and slapping her hands away. It was even more 'embarrassing' when he was shoved into the contraption and 'given a bottle'. He began to fight even more against her. He surely needed to get out of this nightmare. Then he got dumb and clamped down on the rubber 'nipple'. He didn't care whether or not the ape was disappointed or not.
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Aug 31, 2019 15:15:21 GMT -5
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Post by Kratos on Aug 31, 2019 15:15:21 GMT -5
"You're an interesting mutt." She straps the bottle around his head, forcing the bottle into his mouth, ensuring he had been drinking. But, it was designed to not choke.
"There," she settles a bib around his neck. "Alright Betty, I'll be right back. I'll go get another dog so you can be friends." She giggles scampering off and out the door.
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Aug 31, 2019 17:37:39 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Aug 31, 2019 17:37:39 GMT -5
Andrew fought as hard as he could before that dreadful bottle was strapped to his head. He definitely would not drink, even if it were strapped to his head. Then to add insult to injury, a 'bib' was added to his chest. He most certainly would not drink. Not even a sip.
Then when she left, he tried to furiously take off the strap around his head. His mouth was 'salivating' so he was starting to drool. He didn't want to give them the satisfaction. He wasn't sure if this 'strap' was human proof or not. He was fumbling around with it. Grr...This is so ridiculous. He was not going to ever eat or drink! Not at all forced! Then the straps came loose and the bottle fell to the floor. He was left breathing through his mouth and then began to work on the contraptions' table. If only he could figure that one out.
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Sept 11, 2019 22:20:32 GMT -5
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Post by Kratos on Sept 11, 2019 22:20:32 GMT -5
young orangutan has departed out of the room to gather another human. Her mind was deeply into her own fantasy that she didn't worry about Andrew.
Inside the bottle was only water. The young ape only was allowed water and juice. Not even chocolate. Though, she was surely alone in this room. Reason for her excitement of her own pet.
It wouldn't take much before the straps were broken. Of course that sound was not at all quiet. Plus with his fat butt, the chair cracked. Especially when Andrew viciously shook.
He was free, only from the chair.
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Sept 11, 2019 22:31:34 GMT -5
Post by Andrew on Sept 11, 2019 22:31:34 GMT -5
The 'bottle' made a noise once dropped. He waited a second or two before moving and trying to get rid of the tray. He heard another noise and looked down. Oh good. Cracked! He continued to viciously shake. Then he was free, the chair was no longer a problem. He wasn't sure how to get out without being seen or notice. There was bound to be a guard. He hurriedly raced around the room, looking for an object. The only object available was was the bottle. He gripped it, and squeezed it. A few squirts of water. Water?! Gah! It would be a good weapon to use against apes' eyes. They will think it's something. He walked towards the door. He was stuck in a rock and a hard place.
It wouldn't be long before the young ape came back...He left the door and hid somewhere well. Very well.
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