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Jun 2, 2019 3:48:22 GMT -5
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Post by Kratos on Jun 2, 2019 3:48:22 GMT -5
Kratos grimaces, a little annoyed, and expanding in frustration. Little pups had more issues than an actual older mutt. Why? They're much easier to brainwash though.
Kratos had no issue in dragging the child mercilessly. He groans, rolling his head. "No, now hush. You're not getting out of this, little pup." he snorts, walking forward. "I will or my royal counselor will."
He chuckled, very amused at his poor attempts. His eyes roll. "All you free humans will gradually become under apes across the globe," he implies out if desired facts. He tugs harsher. "That's enough."
He was too ticked to even note the visible freightened face on the child.
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Jun 2, 2019 3:57:14 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2019 3:57:14 GMT -5
Ian didn’t stop crying.
Though as he was tugged harsher forward. He finally fell in line with Kratos having accepted he wasn’t going to get away. He shivered quietly from the mud, and could hear another kid in the distance screaming for his guardian. Now that he was beside Kratos he only worried more.
“So you’re really doing this?” He asked with a quiver. “Just like that you’re making me your pet?”
His eyes lingered on the waiting cages with outright fear. Though he noted some seemed nicer than others - maybe for kids? He should be so lucky. “I’m so sorry I wish I had never threw that paint bomb,” he sniffled a bit. “Please don’t put me in one of those.”
He knew it was useless. But he was exhausted and it was showing. As he was laboring a little in his steps from the pain of his capture. Maybe he would just let him put him in one. Maybe he could at least lay down.
He nearly slipped at one of the puddles, feeling more dragged than anything at that point and finally quiet.
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Jun 2, 2019 12:42:48 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2019 12:42:48 GMT -5
Morgan had been about to reply when he found himself shoved in a cage.
Wait what? No! No! No! He began to beat at the door as it was locked, tears streaming down his face. “No! Please! I want to go home,” he sobbed as he fell Into a seated position and hugged his legs close. He moved to the corner of the cage where no one could reach for him. Now terrified as he peered around at all the apes. At lead the idiot hadn’t given him a tracking collar he’d seen around.
At least he had a blanket, and... A stuffed animal? Really? Normally he’d be offended but he quietly reached for it and held it close. Hoping to bring some comfort to himself. “I want my dad...” He sniffled quietly. It was the first time he called Luca that but at this point he’d begun to feel like one.
And now he may never see him again.
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Jun 2, 2019 23:15:03 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2019 23:15:03 GMT -5
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Jun 2, 2019 23:54:33 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on Jun 2, 2019 23:54:33 GMT -5
No once did Kratos glance back down, or slow down on his way back to the cages. He hears him whimper and plead. He rolls his eyes only becoming more annoyed, then vexed. He was only highly bothered by his ruined hunting attire. Puck obviously didn't learn from his friend when Kratos acted on August.
"Mmm," he hum, leaping over a massive tree log. "I never said I was. I could throw you into the cages for all I care<" he growls in a cold response. He stops for a moment, glancing around. "Punishments? Yes."
His eyes rolled, the common plea. "You've already done it! Now there's not going back!" He hollers, firing a cold glare down at the child. "Perhaps you will be more brighter in the future. Pups fiddling with apes, morons."
It didn't take long before he was shoved into a random cage, none in a particular. "I think here.." he pauses, grinning viciously. Perhaps he can embarrass him here, in front of the other apes?
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Jun 3, 2019 0:10:40 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2019 0:10:40 GMT -5
Oh thank god, he could not be the king’s Pet.
But then again the cages also sounded scary. All the same he added to Kratos rather pleadingly. “Listen I wouldn’t even be good as a pet I’m a performer! I tell jokes, I play games,” he explained. “The pet lifestyle isn’t for-“
When he was thrown into a cage next to Morgan he yelped.
He didn’t know what Kratos was saying as he said “maybe here”. But he was thoroughly terrified, even with the comforts of the blanket in his kids cage, or a stuffed animal.
What would Kratos do to him? “What are you thinking of doing...?” He breathed out nervously.
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