4bidden Social

Week 5; Sunday afternoon
Type: Text to Arik

- hey, so, I bought a new slave last week.

[Sunday, week 5, Afternoon, Text to Russel]

Hey Russel. I had a lot of fun running with you the other week. I was wondering if you'd want to run together this full moon?

DATE: Week 5. Sunday. Morning.
TYPE: Blog. Open.

OK, since Derek refuses to even acknowledge that I'm alive or answers my damn questions I'm going to ask everyone else.

Can a human be a Mate to a were? I mean they can't right? Right? It isn't possible. I'm not a were. It just isn't possible right?

But all the damn research that I've done says I am. There is this mark on my hand that looks like it is burnt onto my skin but it doesn't hurt. Anything that I can find that comes close to it calls it a mating mark. Which just isn't possible.

I can't be mated to that asshole. Please tell me it isn't possible.

Week 5: Sunday afternoon
Type: Blog - Open

So.... I was given this phone earlier, but didn't really care to post anything or say anything about me but now I'm fucking bored in this small ass-island, and the moon is coming up, so fuck it!

Hi, I'm Mac Chavez, as in THE Mac Chavez, the alpha of the Tres 60. Should ring a nice bell with you all. Then again, we're so far out in the middle of fucking no where, that you hicks probably haven't heard of one of the most powerful gangs in the nation. Whatever. A fucking omega bastard sold me out, and too scared to put me in prison where I'd run the joint, they shipped me to this fucking place. Where I've been bought by such a lovely man by the name of Jack Sweeney. Yay me... I've been bought by a fucking old ass vampire. *rolls eyes*

Anywho, so there's a bit about me. Hi.

Text Message to Inara
Week 4, Sunday afternoon

- Please don't tell me you know of a delivery man named Mal?

Type: Personal blog - Private to Misha and Meru
Week Three, Sunday, afternoon.

You and I need to have a talk. When are you free?

DATE: Week 2. Sunday. Afternoon.
TYPE: Blog

[Private]
October 4th
It has been a week since my life has changed for forever. I became a slave and I no longer have any freedom. I still think I might be in shock because it feels like it really hasn’t register that I’m a slave. Maybe... because I have a Master that is treating me like an equal instead of a piece of property like I know other Masters do with their slaves. I don’t think Klaus knew what a huge favor he was doing for me when he got his brother, Elijah, to buy me.

Elijah Mikaelson. Age unknown. I’m his Elena. He has treated me like... I’m his guest and girlfriend all rolled into one. I didn’t trust him at first because he is Klaus’ brother and Klaus... well I could write an essay on Klaus but I won’t. But Elijah has stood up for me against Klaus, took me shopping, listened to my worries, kissed me... I don’t think I will ever forget our first kiss. I dream about it most nights and every time I’m in his presence I wish he would do it again. I don’t know if this is Stockholm syndrome or... I can’t even write it. What I’m trying to write is that Elijah is a wonderful Master and I know I’m lucky that he bought me. He has even allowed to let Caroline live with us.

I’m scared that Caroline is falling for Klaus who I know is dangerous. I don’t want to see her hurt or worse killed. I can’t lose my best friend. She has always been there for me and I feel like I’m failing her now. I honestly don’t know what to do. I don’t know what I would do if I lost her. Maybe I should talk to Klaus. See if I can get him to promise me he won’t hurt her. And even has a write that I know how stupid that is.

I suddenly feel so lost.

And Elijah if you're reading this... well I don’t know what to say. I guess I hope that you won’t read my personal thoughts even though I know you can.
[/Private]

I decided I should finally use the computer my Master gave me. Hello, I'm Elena Gilbert and I'm new to the island. I think I'm quickly adjusting to living here though I could still be shock. This almost feels like it really isn't happening to me. Does anyone else feel that way?

[Private to Damon Salvatore]
I've talked to Elijah about meeting you. I'm free to have a coffee with you any time this week. When are you free?
[/Private]

It's strange, so many of my friends and my brother, all have slaves right now, and I am slaveless. It's like being invited to a wedding and not having a date. I suppose I'm just really picky.

While I have all this free time, people should keep in ind that the my services are available for auction house consultation, or for behaviour correction and training, after a slave has been bought. I have plenty of references, if you're interested.

(Private to Michael Meru)
That Bella of yours certainly has a temper. I left a package for you last week, in case she decided to flush it down the toilet, instead of giving it to you.

My Master... Agron. I'm not used to calling him Agron yet. Let me have this blog thing. I'm not entirely sure what it's for. Who even reads them?

It's frightening how quickly I've fallen in love with my weretiger mate. He tells me the marks on our hands means that we are mates. Bound together by Fate. That we're meant to be together. He can't really tell me exactly what it means. All I know is I don't ever want to be apart from him. He told me that he used to be a slave too. I'm very lucky to be with him. Right now, we're living in his Alpha's house. So far, they've all been kind to me.

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It's quieter at night than it used to be. Only crickets. There are always crickets even when it's cold outside. Master'll turn the heat on when it gets too cold, and it'll be summer again. But the crickets won't stop chirping. Not even when they're dead.

[Week 1: Sunday; near midnight]
SALE!! Come to Leather and Lace and buy your new slave something special! Hours of Operation in my twitter description! 30%-50% off EVERYTHING! MONDAY ONLY!

[Week 1; Sunday, evening]

»I was bought.
»I didn't even make it to the auction block.