Anything Goes RP discussion

Hey!

Hey what you want to rp?

Anything....I usually do realistic and supernatural romance. What about you??

I usually do forbidden slave master and supernatural but I'm kindling doing a lot of supernatural soooo

Well, do you have a story? We could do the forbidden love between slave and master.

Maybe just a lady buys a man she wants to work as a Gardner who gets into her heart or something?

Yes....nice idea. You'll play the guy??

Yeah so just simple cherries??

yeah...Simple realistic charries....u'll make first?

Ok
Name David Jackson rose
Age 19
Appearance tall muscular with sandy blonde hair
Personality tbrpd

Name : Rose Aniston
Age : 23
Appearance : Really beautiful and tall
Personality : tbrpd

Wow sorry didn't even see this anyway I'll start

David was in the market In his own cage with his back to the traders and customers he didn't want them to see his face it might incline girls to buy him for all the wrong reasons

Rose walked along the market place, looking for a suitable guy for her gardener. Her garden was in ruins, and she desperately needed someone to take care of her flowers. Just the, she spotted a guy, a few years younger than her, with his back to the street, trying to hide from all. She went up to him.

He didn't even notice her as he sat back to the world and silently thinking to himself about the turn of events that led to him being here

"hey",she said and tapped his shoulder. "You're for sale?"

He turned and looked her straight in the eye with his some say "angelic" face. "Yes but trust me you don't want me I'm too much of a screw up everyone says it"

His owner banged at his cage "shut up" he yelled
David whimpered

((You there?))

"It's all right, there's not much to do, actually. It's just gardening", she said. Something had hooked her too his face. She went up to his owner, "How much do I have to pay for him? The one in that black and white cage?"

"No you don't want me trust me" David urged
"1000" said the marketer
"Please I swear I screw everything up!"

Rose sighed and took out her wallet. She paid the owner and then walked up to the cage, "See? Now you're mine - you work for me. If I see that there's soemthing wrong with you, I might replace you. But till then, you really don't need to throw in comments about your self-efficiency".

"Hey I put on that act as a survival tactic to avoid being bought but don't think for a second lady that I while mope around all day"

"Yeah...I kind of figured that out", she said wryly as they walked towards her house. "Why did you do it? Don't you want to work? And get paid? A proper house to live?"

"We'll I'm a slave so I generally don't get paid for my services and as for a proper house I usually either live in a bedroom or out in some shed but then again girls don't usually buy me for gardening" he chuckled

"Well, I pay all my servants. In fact, I don't like the concept of slavery, it's too inhuman sometimes...my gardener suddenly passed away and I wasn't getting a willing servant, so thought I'd try out that street. But I'm not going to keep you as a slave", she said as she looked at him.

"Huh" he thought to himself a little "so you're paying me to do stuff you could just get me to do for free?" He said "that seems a little silly" he added

"No....the other way seems inhuman. You get people to do your work but don't pay them for their services! It;s wrong and unfair. I don't care that they usually don't pay slaves and you get the hard floor as a bed and hardly get any food but that's all immoral, you see!" she said as they reached their house.

He laughed at her "you think I care about what you think" he said determined to make sure her nice guy approach failed

She looked at him in surprise, wondering why he'd been so rude, "Anyway, so, this is my house. You'll just have to work on the garden. They're ruins, believe me, plant some flowers, rip out the weeds....do whatever, just make it look good. You can sleep in the room upstairs, I've already made it properly. You can eat your meals inside or outside the house, after I finish eating. Our cook, Mary will give you the food".

"And if I don't" he challenged

"Well, then, you'll have to go back. And don't tell me the facilities they provide you in that run-down cage is better than what I'm willing to give you. Don't you show me attitude now, whatever-your-name-is, just do as I say or as much as I can work for the bettering of conditions of slaves, I can make your life hell too". she said, with a cold tone to her voice.

"So let me get this straight you're soooooooooo against slaves being mistreated but if one of them gives you attitude then you can throw all that in the trash and make their life he'll?" He paused "shows how much integrity so called freedom fighters have these days"

"Yeah, well, technically, slaves don't have such a sharp tongue. And usually they don't have that much attitude too. They do what they're asked to do and are thankful enough that we give them facilities,and this just doesn't go to slaves. To everyone, if someone is trying to help, he should be grateful enough. And you, look at you - you're just so ungrateful".

"What do I have to be greatful for I've been bullied and hurt and destroyed my whole life and when people are done they just sell me!!" "So you tell me why I should be thankful or even better why I should even care about life why I should even keep going!!"

She stopped short, she had been touched by his outburst. She tentatively reached for his shoulder and touched him, "You won't. Not here. I won't torture you or anything. I mean, if we get into a fight, you'll probably have the upper hand", she said, and chuckled nervously.

He sat in silence there was nothing he had to say except "well can you tell me?"

"Tell you what?" she asked, a little confused, she had just told him about all the work he had to do.

"Tell me why I should continue going on or care or be greatful?" He said calming down but still wanting an answer

"Because life isn't always like that", she said softly, "just when you think of giving up, pull a little bit longer, try a little bit longer and then maybe at the end everything will be worth it", she said and went into the house. She called her cook and maid, "Mary, show this - Oh my god! I forgot to ask! What is your name?" she asked the servant.

He sighed "it doesn't for a slave"
((Gtg))

"Maybe it will....", she said, as she realized that he was still talking about her earlier words, "What is your name?"

(I have to go 2))

"David" he sighed

((Hello?))

"Okay, Marie, this is David, the gardener I just hired. Could you please show him his room? And then just tell him what all he has to do, I've briefed him, but you could show him everything", she said and went up to her room.

He turned to Marie she looked kinda hot but he didn't really care life was shitty and he didn't want to add someone to care for to the mix any way he didn't plan on spending much time her these people were so above everyone else he didn't like it anyway what made her think he was an expert Gardner he never gardened in his life he's simply not that kind of slave he did other private things for previous people so he decided he will not make her garden look any better

Rose walked up to her room. After a shower, and in a new set of clothes, she walked to the window which overlooked the garden. She saw Marie showing David the garden and what all needed to be done. She sighed, for buying such a difficult slave and went down to watch television.

He walked around with Marie "where can I get supplies" he asked "like plants tools etc?"

"A weekly seller comes here. He sells us all kids of seeds, fertilizers, plants etc. Our ma'am, Rose ma'am loves to buy things from him. But you don't have to do any buying. All plants are grown with the permission of ma'am. If you require any tools, shovels etc., you can inform me or ma'am", Marie said.

"Ok" he said he had a little talking to do with this women Marie called ma'am if he was to fix this wreck he needed more creative space and a fare amount of easy accesibilty to supplies any time he also needed art supplies to draw up plans and things like that that's what he truly was an artist but no one cares what he wants

"I think ma'am is watching tv inside. You could go talk to her", she said and took him inside. They entered the living room and Rose looked up, "Yes?". Marie said, "Ma'am, he wants to talk to you. about the supplies and all".

"Umm Marie could I talk in private or is that not aloud" he asked it's not that he had anything to say he didn't want anyone else to hear it's just because he didn't feel comfortable asking for things from someone Marie so obviously adores