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May 16, 2019 3:27:42 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 16, 2019 3:27:42 GMT -5
Helios felt pretty violated.
He’d been used as a stuffed animal now, by the president. There was no coming back from that, he realized as he was being bathed early the next morning. No Renegades would come for him now, no one would save him. To them he was going to forever be the President’s plaything because he hadn’t fought.
He tried to get these thoughts out of his mind when the male gorilla handling his daily grooming pulled him from the tub. And made sure his hair was finely combed. He hadn’t even thought twice about having to take him from that room that day so he doubted it would be the last time.
As usual, they gave him the dignity of wrapping a towel around him. ”The ape who will be choosing your clothes today will be with you shortly,” he then warned. ”And don’t think about picking out your clothes or dressing yourself again. Lest you want out of Kratos’ good side.”
When he was left alone Helios sat himself down on a chair. “I just wanna go home,” he muttered. But Kratos was so good to him. Even if he felt like he had no rights he spoiled him, gave him things, made him feel special. “Or do I... Was it really that bad?”
He didn’t say it to anyone in particular - but the question lingered as he awaited for whoever would come. He was starting to accept it, and it petrified him as he carefully took a stuffed animal from the floor himself and held it close.
He wanted his parents so badly. But all he had now was the apes.
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May 20, 2019 1:26:23 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2019 1:26:23 GMT -5
Bump
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May 22, 2019 21:01:28 GMT -5
Post by Autumn on May 22, 2019 21:01:28 GMT -5
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May 23, 2019 16:30:55 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on May 23, 2019 16:30:55 GMT -5
Kratos had been taking his rage out on the patrols near him. He was not at all happy that Helios was with him that night. Not caring if he was drunk or not.
As if matters couldn't even be worse, Gladiator was the lucky one chosen to dress Helios in his desired choice. He was known to be rough, even to young pups. He's never enjoyed humans, and only deals with them to get 'closer' to Kratos. He savages other ape's schemes to get closer. He's only his 'friend' to get some of the estates when Kratos dies.
He flipped a knife as he entered the room where Helios was settled. He leaned against a wall, carving a piece of fruit, and pried it off by his fangs. He cackles after swallowing it. "HA! You're not going home. You will never go," he coldly mentions, not caring how he felt.
He places the fruit on a rounded table and pockets the blade. He strolls over. He pats his head, then places the flashy attire in front of his eyes. "You're lucky it isn't a horrendous onesie," he teases. He lowers himself, opening the attire. "Go ahead and leap in, down into more humiliation."
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May 23, 2019 17:17:58 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 23, 2019 17:17:58 GMT -5
Helios grimaced as Gladiator entered.
God it could have been anyone but him. But instead he got this moron who basically haunted his nightmares at this point. He didn’t really care what he had to say about him going home, he knew he wasn’t after all - and as much as he wanted to hold onto that single shred of hope.
“I know, I know. Even when I’m angry I’m still the king’s favorite pet,” he mentioned, trying not to sound angry. His eyes looked up a bit to maybe get a glimpse of what he was wearing. All the same he carefully unwrapped his towel. “Not a onesie? Yes..” he sighed with relief.
But by the time he’d gotten any look he’d already set it down and called him to “hop in”. He grumbled a bit, stepping his legs through them, and holding his arms straight up as he let Gladiator dress himself much to his disgust. What am I wearing today anyway?” He asked. “Hopefully something to make him happy because he didn’t seem like he was in a good mood today.”
He didn’t want him more pissed off after all.
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May 29, 2019 14:01:39 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 29, 2019 14:01:39 GMT -5
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May 30, 2019 0:03:33 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on May 30, 2019 0:03:33 GMT -5
"Honestly it's better if you reveal no anger to him, I mean even if you are. You'll be dragged lower until he gets bored of you. And you know what happens when that occurs? He gets another, forgetting about you," he honestly teases but enjoys being cold to humans. With his dealings, why wouldn't he be?
"No as much as I'd like to, the President orders no onesie. I don't disobey his commands, little foolish," he states. Then applies, "doesn't mean I can't place you in a worse outfit.
He applies the shirt next, then slips the straps over his shoulders. He draws back, "You need boots, and a straw hat," he muffles, going back into the clothing closet. It didn't take him long to seek them out. Everything was organized in there. Next, he places the hat on his head, then roughly shoves his feet into it.
"Look in the mirror child, if you wish to know."
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May 30, 2019 1:57:55 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on May 30, 2019 1:57:55 GMT -5
Helios was very confused.
What the hell wss he dressing him in? Why did he need a hat and boots? As he was finished getting dressed he grunted a little. Then decided to add. “Yeah but if you dress me in anything that makes him look bad it’s off with your own head.” He noted.
After he’d asked him to look however he stepped in front of the mirror.
What the hell was this? Had he dressed him up as a cowboy!? Was this a joke? He no doubt had to be in the king’s Lap any minute now and he wanted him dressed in costume? “You want me to go and sit on the king’s lap in costume?” He asked. “Do you really think the king wants a cowboy sitting there?”
He wondered if he’d even go to the king or he’d come here and see it first.
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Jun 2, 2019 14:55:33 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on Jun 2, 2019 14:55:33 GMT -5
Gladiator snorts, tapping his head a little too rough. "Such little deep words for a small child, one that's lower than dirt." He drew his hand, then grips his chin forcing his eyes higher. "Don't ever threaten such unrealistic words," he moves to grip his collar forcing him close. "I own you at times, don't tick me off."
He drew him away into the mirror, cackling viciously, shaking his head. "Mm, farmer child," he happily corrects him. He grasps Helios shoulders shoving him in front of another mirror. He forces his mouth open placing a fake piece of the wheat strand.
He chuckles, grasping his collar, roughly drawing him out of the room. "I believe I know more about these things your little bland min could, " he utters.
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Jun 3, 2019 1:31:49 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2019 1:31:49 GMT -5
Lower than dirt?
Was the ape kidding? At this point he was pretty much higher than any other pet in the damn country. He simply looked at his attire though in disgust, wishing that the ape had done anything literally anything else. “Seriously people are gonna laugh at me.”
As he was dragged off, he tried not to spit on Gladiator but absolutely wanted to. All the same, he had to keep himself together. Keep composed. “I’m not going to the throne room, am I?” He asked with a red face.
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