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Jun 3, 2019 18:47:29 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on Jun 3, 2019 18:47:29 GMT -5
His lengthily arm reaches back into the cage, grapples his temporarily collar, forcing him out. He roughly hauls him back out, placing him on his feet. He grapples his wrist, instead of his collar. He didn't need to be cruel out in public. Didn't need a horrid image. He snickers, harshly dragging him out, then places him near the fire. He directs a finger over to him, glancing over to a care taking ape. "Watch him," he demands, strolling away.
The elated servant dips his head. "Yes of course," he happily mentions. He glares over to the human, as Kratos departs. "Don't get any ideas. You really won't get far. For recent events about a few months ago, security had increased, even spies. This time humans will not escape, or outsmart them," he states.
Kratos didn't say another word as his drenched from casually walks off, eager to receive something.
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Jun 3, 2019 18:55:31 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2019 18:55:31 GMT -5
Ian yelped.
What the heck was he even doing? What had he done wrong? Though he too in the fire and enjoyed the warmth. It was definitely comforting to be near the warmth given he was covered in mud and felt rather drenched. “I don’t even have the energy to run if I wanted to,” he told the caretaking ape as he put his hands up to the fire. “I just don’t get why he wants me. I’m just a kid and I’m not like royal material.”
Against the fire’s glow however, his golden, rare colored eyes shimmered. And if he knew better it’d make him a hot commodity. “At least he let me out of the cage,” he managed. “I’m hungry, am I allowed any food around here?”
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Jun 3, 2019 22:56:23 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on Jun 3, 2019 22:56:23 GMT -5
The caretaker really wasn't listening. They were trained to not have any sympathy to any humans, however, depends on their roles within the encampment. Poor Ian had no choice but to get a sour puss ape. She didn't even smile to him. But rolls her eyes. "I don't know, he's your master, so get used to it." She snorts, walking away.
Eventually places a large towel over his head. "I didn't want you to follow, so I went alone. I shooed away the watcher," he clarifies. He grips his shoulder, forcing him around. "That towel you have, try me off," he orders, not caring about his thoughts or that apes surrounded the fire.
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Jun 3, 2019 23:07:09 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2019 23:07:09 GMT -5
Ian looked dumbfounded.
Did he seriously just tell him to dry him off? Him? The kid who was currently covered in mud? What the hell was his deal? He wasn’t! But then Ian stopped just short of arguing, what good would that do, he felt that he really had no choice and besides, if he wanted to live...
“Sure thing. Just uh, give me a second you’re pretty big.”
Ian figured the ape might be surprised by how willing he was to do it. He wasn’t the first person he’d been asked to dry off - as the village waif he wasn’t always treated so nice. So even if he had his reservations, he did extlg as Kratos said, throughly and diligently.
“There, better?” He asked. “I tried to get all the harder places. But I can probably hand wash the clothes when we get back to the palace if you want.” He didn’t even bring up having the same done to himself. As insane as this was he was trying to get into his good graces.
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Jun 4, 2019 0:57:23 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on Jun 4, 2019 0:57:23 GMT -5
Before he even began, Ian's throat was encased by Kratos rough grip. He plucks him off the ground, forcing him to release the towel. He harshly places him behind him. he finally let's go. He grumbles, grasping his hand, and hauling him away. "I didn't want you to enjoy your punishment." he grits his fangs.
He winces, hauling him to another place in the encampment, where local vendors were around selling goods. He growls, placing a random amount of money. "Give me a pink tutu with a glittery purple top," he demands the merchant.
The merchant didn't question, even displays a fake smile. He went into the back to retrieve that was demanded.
"This should do it," he cackles.
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Jun 4, 2019 1:08:03 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2019 1:08:03 GMT -5
Ian looked gobsmacked.
Enjoyed it!? He didn’t enjoy that at all! That had been pretty much the most humiliating experience of his life - having to day clean the king. But here he was. “I didn’t enjoy that I’ve just had to do it before,” he stated rather honestly. “What on-?”
A pink tutu? A purple flashy top?
What the hell was this ape thinking? “You can’t be serious,” he managed rather frustrated. “I have to wear that as a punishment? Isn’t that a little cruel and unusual?” He asked. Looking Kratos straight in the eye at an angle that just reflected his extremely rare golden eyes in his line of vision for the first time.
Unfortunately he didn’t know how rare they were.
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Jun 5, 2019 12:19:13 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on Jun 5, 2019 12:19:13 GMT -5
"If you don't appear even a sliver of disgust, there's no reason to even do it. It's similar to given a treat when a child is troubling. So, I'll alter it...uh...you never told me your name," he reminds, waiting for the merchant t deliver the orders.
He chuckles at Ian's question. "That's the point. It's not physically abusive but perhaps draws greater attention on you in that disturbing outfit, drying me off. Though," He quietly strokes his chin, grasping the order once it was placed on the countertop. "I don't want to get drenched again."
He clicks his tongue, removing his fingers from his face and clutching Ian's small arm. He walks at a quicker pace than normal. Either he was getting dragged or skillfully keeping up. He pauses him in front of the fire. He viciously grins, shoving the outfit to him. "Here, wear this," he snickers.
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Jun 5, 2019 21:07:59 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 5, 2019 21:07:59 GMT -5
Ian didn’t want to tell the ape his name.
He wanted to slap him silly and run. But thus far he had no energy and he has no way of escaping the king. “Ian, my name is Ian,” he managed - though he had no doubt this ape would take that from him too. He had heard stories like that about the king. “Least that’s the name they gave me when they found me.”
Wait he wanted him to clean him and dress like this?
Now his face became beat red as he was forced to strip in front of every ape and dress like this. He had to be kidding! This was it right? He took the towel again, and began drying though there was visible annoyance and disgust now. He could hear snickering too.
Drying him was a chore in and of itself and by the end of it his muscles were sorer than hell to the point he nearly fell over. “Satisfied now? Seriously I’m tired, embarrassed and in pain,” he managed. “I said I was sorry...”
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Jun 6, 2019 0:03:48 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2019 0:03:48 GMT -5
Bump.
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Jun 8, 2019 23:40:18 GMT -5
Post by Kratos on Jun 8, 2019 23:40:18 GMT -5
"Ian?" he quietly repeats in a murmur. His hand rose then shook his head. "No, no, what a silly name to be," he rudely says, turning around to see him. "What a goofy name," he continues to degrade his identity. He resumes walking with Ian. "Nah, let's name you, Puck," he snickers.
He hears him, but mainly blocks him out, even rudely cutting him off. "Nope, not anymore." He ruthlessly had no care of how Ian felt or if he had any comments.
The apes were not the only ones cackling very loudly, some even fell off the logs rolling around laughing. Kratos was one of the loudest chuckles. He was enjoying the cruel, unusual show for the child. Perhaps this could be his final lesson? No, no, there has to be more. The apes are enjoying it.
He grips his neck once he was finished, then drew him close to his face. "I don't believe words from human, pup or not." He gently drops him on the drenched surface. "Mm, dance around the fire.'
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Jun 9, 2019 0:07:55 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 9, 2019 0:07:55 GMT -5
Lord this guy was pushing it.
Puck? Puck? Like hell he was going to let himself be called Puck. He gritted his teeth a bit. This was getting more and more frustrating by the moment and he almost wanted to bite his damn hand like the animal he thought he was. “Really? You’re taking my name and my dignity?” He added.
When he plopped him down to dance, “Puck” licked his lips.
Ok He wanted to play it that way huh? Instead of fighting it - this time he motioned back. “You just asked me to dance so you may want to take a step back a bit.”
If he didn’t he may have just gotten a face full of foot. As he did a backflip and began a dance - but not an embarrassing one. He’d always been good at rhythm even if he had to make it up in his head. The boy was talented, he always had been. So two could play at this game.
Sure he was dressed like a ballerina. But he also knew the apes enjoyed a show, so he was giving one. Breakdancing, line dancing, anything and everything he knew. If it made this bull crap end? He’d do it. “Any time you want me to stop, boss.” He Noted as he looked at Kratos.
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Jun 10, 2019 12:52:09 GMT -5
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Post by Kratos on Jun 10, 2019 12:52:09 GMT -5
His eyes grew dark, his eerily grin influencing the shady appearance. He grips his collar, forcing him closer. "Of course. It's better when you're renamed," he snorts, tossing him into a tree. But, not as harshly as usually. "Don't question what I do again, Puck. You're lucky it's not puke. Unless you prefer that?"
He glares, roughly grasping The child's neck and drew him away. "Gah, you're impossible," he grumbles, dropping him on the jungle floor. He grips his waist, placing him on his shoulder. A dark idea surfaces as he strolls away from the encampment. He heads over to the cages for his other kind to view him.
He drops the human near the multiple cages around. "Why don't you place a show for them, since you adore it too much." he cackles sadistically, strolling away from the cages. Of course, he'd be near. No way he was going to have this troubling runt escape.
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Jun 10, 2019 14:02:44 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2019 14:02:44 GMT -5
Puke? Ugh, what a jerk. He could have punched him, but again, the orangutan was being impossible to deal with. He decided not to give him the satisfaction of a response which he supposed was all the answer the jerk needed, after all.
Oh, he liked impossible. In his head he was smirking though he wasn’t for long. Really? He was making him do this in front of the other humans? Did this ape just enjoy sadism that much? He wanted to pull his shoe off and toss it at Kratos. But instead....
He danced. Though it was obviously far less enthusiastic he continued to use his skill while trying not to vomit. Though he could feel himself growing increasingly tired before he’d finally collapsed to the ground. Groaning in pain as he breathed heavily. “Am I... Done yet?” He managed under his breath. Hoping the answer was yes.
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Jun 13, 2019 18:24:14 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jun 13, 2019 18:24:14 GMT -5
Norrix was observing the poor child's 'punishment'. That a punishment? Norrix highly doubts, no, more like wicked, casual entertainment. He shakes his head. he was around the area in hopes to find the two humans that were stolen from him. He really enjoyed that one, what was it? Ah yes, Maxwell.
Quietly he walks over at the child who was visibly exhausted. Even near collapsing. He places a bottle of water in front of the child. He fixes his straight stature. He places a hand behind his back, sternly looking over at Kratos.
"The pup is near exhaustion, Kratos, don't you think you should ease down?" he places his palms up. "I'm nearly asking, not demanding," he hastily corrects himself. "He's only a pup, not a dog. I can see a dog, but a pup?" He sighs, stepping back. "He needs a break or something, don't you agree? Dancing for an entire thirty minutes with no break?"
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Jun 14, 2019 2:06:40 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jun 14, 2019 2:06:40 GMT -5
Puck looked up as a gorilla placed a bottle of water in front of him.
This actually stunned him, as he one the gorilla’s to more or less be brutes. So when the ape stood up for his well being, he genuinely felt a great deal of gratitude. Kratos wouldn’t listen to his begging, but maybe he’d listen to another overlord who said it had been enough.
Carefully, Puck took the water drinking from it in large gulps. But not daring to move from where he was huddled after collapsing. “T-Thank you.” He managed toward Norrix.
It almost disgusted him to thank an overlord. But he supposed it was proof they weren’t all cruel.
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