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Full Name: Dita Finnigan
Nickname: Di.
Name on Identification: Dita
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Species: Meerkat/African clawless Otter
Preference: She is a virgin, but as far as she knows she is attracted to males.
Appearance: She appears friendly and optimistic, curious about everything, even fellow slaves.
Body Type: Athletic.
Physical Details: About 5'3'' she's lithe and very agile. Soft features and very soft natural hair dark chocolate brown in color. Her fur is mainly a honey brown with a lighter almost white under belly. Along her back she has eight horizontal stripes running down herback and tail. Her tail is thicker than it should be if she was only a meerkat, but the otter in her breeding gives her a more supple look. The only claws on her are on her feet, the first second and fourth toes on each paw, otherwise she has slightly webbed appendages. Very slight, but still helpfull with swimming. Paws have black pads. There are also scars on her wrists neck and ankles, the fur has mostly grown over but they are still noticable.
Physical Drawbacks: None she is generally healthy
Current Inflictions: None.
Physical Defenses: She has strong hind legs with some claws, a mouthful of teeth and she's very nimble and quick in and out of the water.
Appealing Attributes and Attraction: She's a pretty young thing and she's still a virgin. She is completely willing to learn and serve beneath someone.
Clothing: She is currently wearing a simple cotton dress with a worn old burgundy corset over top of it. No shoes, and a simple black collar encircles her neck.
Other Items on Person: None
Behavior
Feral or Cultured: Cultured.
Phobias: She's terrified of the dark, and utter silence. Father.
Disorders: None
How do they present themselves: Very out going and almost curious to a fault. It seems as though being put in a pen to be sold into slavery was her idea of heaven. She's very polite and a bit too enthusiastic.
Feelings towards being owned/rented: She loves the idea. To be owned is to do herself a great honour. She would absolutley do anything for her Master/Mistress, she is naive to a fault. (These feelings may be subject to change.)
Quirks: She loves a good story. Anyone telling a tale about their home, or job or anything, she will sit enthralled for hours.
Hobbies/Interests: Learning to Obey, doing what is asked of her, asking innumerable amounts of questions.
High or Low Maintenance: She may start out high maitenence. Boundless energy and no knowledge of how to be a proper slave. She is more than willing to learn, and once she does she will surely be more low maintenence because she will know what she's doing.
Diet/Allergies: She loves sea food. Highly allergic to brussle sprouts. Omnivorouse for the most part.
Abilities
Languages Spoken: Common.
Can they Read/Write: Yes.
Can your character produce magic: Yes. Although she hardly even knows it yet. She is mildly telekenetic. When under a great deal of stress she can sometimes move things. Given the means to practise her telekenisis she would get more powerful, and very good at it. But as it is this remains a secret even to her. [Whisper me with questions if you like ^.^]
Talents/Skills: She can work most farming equipment. Groom and care for horses. She also gives amazing massages with those clawless paws of hers.
Training: None yet. Needs training.
Other
Currently Owned By: None
Previous Owners: Father.
Previous Usage: Labour, to be sold.
Previous status: Product
For Rent or to Own: To own.
OOC Info/Notes
Availability: I'm on often enough for long erm or some short term rp's.
What are you looking for in a slaver Roleplay: I'd like someone to train her. Eventually I would like her virginity sold to the highest bidder, instead of wasting it over a one night romp.
What are your allowances for your character: Um, no consent save for matters on her virginity and horribley mutilating her. Also I do not want her to die for a while, so yeah no death please^^. I reserve the right to tell you if I stop enjoying an rp, because then it's just a struggle for everyone.
Long Term/Short Term: Longterm!
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Dita was abducted when she was two from her home. The villiage she came from was hardly even on the map, so when the kidnappers came, with their fire and their weapons, they were hardly missed. Dita was carried back to a plantation where 'Father' lived. She and many other children were taught to always behave. But as children do they got into trouble, but the punishment in this place was far from a slap on the behind.
If one child got out of hand, all would be punished. And if the ones unjustly punished retaliated, they would again all be punished. Needless to say the children did not disobey for long.
When disobediant the child would be strapped down to a table in one of the many black rooms. This room was sealed off from all light sources. Headphones that cancelled all noise would be locked to the child's head, and they would be left there. What may have only been an hour would feel like enternity, and they would be sent to their dark bedrooms with no supper.
Within the first few years the girls hardly EVER disobeyed, the ones who remained so willfull were released from Father's house. They were banished and once far enough, they would be shot. This was the way of things.
As the girl's grew so they were separated only allowed to comunicate at work times. There would be no more play.
When aged enough to come into heat, the girls would be put into the Dark room. Why be punished like this they did not know. Instead of being allowed out for meals they would remain in the room for however long it took for them to be finished. Changing them and feeding them was Father's job. And instead of the silence during these times, when Father was in, he would speak of their fates.
"Thous shalt be sold some day. When thou art sold thou shalt love thy Master. Thou shalt speak truthfully to all Master's and thou shalt NEVER defy thine Master. One day thou shalt perhaps bare them sons who go on to be great men, but never shall they know your face. You are but a vessle for greater things than yourself. Thou art nothing compared to the rest of the world. And through being nothing you will be the tool that creates greatness. If the day that your Master wishes you dead, thou shalt go willingly, and with unwavering loyalty to meet your ever lasting end."
Speeches like this would be administered every time. Some girl's screamed and fought valiantly, but father was too close to the day he cashed in to release any of the girls. So, the struggling and unwilling would be sent to the lowest slave chambers one could find. To be raped and most likely murdered.
The willing and most beautiful with pure blood, would be sold back to their kind to higher up lords who had barren wives. Most likely to be kept in a secret room, driven mad by solitude, or placated by mother hood.
Mix breeds who were willing, like Dita were the middle ground, and often times the most hopefull out of the groups. Enticed by the thought of having anyone buy them, it was more like a whole world of adventure, if they were optimistic enough. And Dita was all kinds of optimistic. So tossed into a world of sickminded perverts, rapists, and scally wags, Dita decided it much better to simpley look on the bright side of things!
So here she waits, still hopeful and optimistic towards shaing her life with a Master, and doing her very best at whatever they desire!
