4bidden Social

[Week 6; Wednesday, morning]

All I want for my birthday is copious amounts of alcohol.

DATE: Week 6. Monday. Morning.
TYPE: Open Blog

I'm bored. Does anyone want to do anything? Damon? Nik? Elijah? Klaus? Jack? Steffy? Or hell, even Katherine.

When: Monday Afternoon, Week 6
Type: Text

[Text to Damon Salvatore]

>>Hi, stole your phone number from Stefan's info
>>I want to get him something for his birthday
>>Any ideas?

Week 6: Monday Morning
Type: Texts

[Text to Arik]
Stefan's birthday is this week. Do you have any plans?

[Text to Stefan]
What do you want for your birthday?

[Text to Enzo]
Went out early to shop. Feel like a late breakfast?

Week 5: Wednesday afternoon
Type: Blog - Open

Since I am going to be here awhile, I've decided to explore some options. This does not mean the residents, or comparisons of which is better between red heads, blondes, or brunettes. It also doesn't include fashion trends. Black leather jackets work every season, and Varvatos is my hero. These are known facts.

Actually, I was thinking about a business. I'm always up to improve the family portfolio, and sitting on my ass enjoying the lifestyle of the rich and famous is good, but time to settle in.

Does anyone know anything that might be for sale, or needs to be bought? I'm not above compulsion when it comes to acquisition.

Week 5: Tuesday afternoon
Type: Blog - Open

Alright so I am finally posting up something and I'm not even sure why. Maybe I'm doing it so some will know that I am okay. Anyways I'm Summer and yeah I am a slave. I didn't think being a slave would be like this, but that could be due to what I saw growing up. You see I wasn't born as a slave and no I didn't break any laws to land me into it either. I just took someone's place, but I think I might be getting side tracked here. Though I suppose that I can't get side tracked when I'm not even sure what I'm actually posting about. Which means that I should probably just get back to work and let this random ramble end.


-Summer

When: Week 4, Tuesday night
Type: Blog, Open to all

Naughty disobedient slaves are so much fun to play with! Playing with little Katherine has been a delight!

When: Week 4, Wednesday Morning
Type: Blog, Open

I'm thinking about going to that Masquerade at least. It sounds more like an orgy. My two may be up for it. Personally, I've had something stuck in my head through the last couple weeks, so a party might help me regain some sanity.

DATE: Week 3. Tuesday. Morning.
TYPE: Text

> Damon, you told me to text you.
> I'm feeling a lot better now. I'm sorry for what happened.

[Week 3; Friday, morning]

Considering I got screwed over, things have turned out better than expected.

Blog: Open
Date: Week 3, Tuesday afternoon


Have I mentioned that I don't like werewolves? Because, for the permanent record, I don't.

DATE: Week 3. Tuesday. Evening.
TYPE: Blog. Open.

There is a slave on the lose. All I ask if you come in contact with him please don't hurt him to badly and don't help him off of the island.

...I wasn't cut out to me a Master.

[week 3, Monday afternoon]

»Hey, handsome.
»What are you up to?

DATE: Week 3. Tuesday. Afternoon.
TYPE: Blog. Open.

Alright, alright. My brother Nik has been nagging me to get on this blog and introduce myself and try to make friends. So, hello, my name is Rebekah Mikaelson.

There Nik, see? I posted. I'm not an anti-social little brat, so you can stop calling me one.

Date: Week #2, Friday afternoon, 4pm
Type: Blog // Open.

Now that I have one, I think I could take another slave or two. It's time for a little expansion. There is work to be done, and it never hurts to have a few extra on staff, or in the house, not that my first isn't useful.

Thoughts?

[Private to Samandriel]
Thoughts, questions, whatever? Feel free to talk to me.

DATE: Week 2 Tuesday, 5pm
TYPE: Blog

There are days when people just piss me off. Do you know how people solve anger issues with food, well, Time to get out of this house for awhile.

Drinks?

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 looks like what I thought would be just a simple visit to this island has become something more permanent. I never thought I would actually leave Mystic Falls, but here I am all the way across the country. Still, I'm pretty happy about it for the most part. I'll be living with my best friend and I've even got a job interview on Monday. Adulthood just kind of...snuck up on me.

[Week 1; Saturday, afternoon]

I'm not sure if I would've been happier staying in Virginia, or if it's better to be here. I guess it's pretty bittersweet, in the end. I probably just miss freedom

DATE: Week 1. Monday. Afternoon.
TYPE: Blog. Open.

My new 'master' is an idiot. I just thought everyone should know. I don't know about anyone else but sitting around and doing nothing isn't my kind of fun. What's worse is that I'm stuck in a house with a bunch of cats. I expect one of them to cough up a furball at any moment.

Anyone know how to get the chip out of your neck without decapitating yourself? Because I rather live.