Siren Lord

Intro the dragon-boy

mastertristianalys‌:

“Very grumpy. I don’t like hanging around grumpy people. They never want to play and have fun. It’s very, very sad,” he said with utter seriousness. “Oooh….concubines would be fun. A whole lot of them. Do you have concubines back home? Or are you here to find some?”

“I know what you must be thinking, small dragon. Oh, he must have tons of concubines. Actually, I only have fifty-eight.” It was still a big number though. “My brothers and sister have many more. I think the eleventh prince has at least a hundred and twenty. A mixture of females and males.I, however, only take men.” He admitted with a shrug of his shoulders. “My wife doesn’t approve of female concubines.” His face contorted into something of disgust when he mentioned her. “Even if she did, I wouldn’t take one. I do not like females; I find men less revolting. I only married her for political reasons. As expected with a crown prince.” He paused, scratching the side of his face. It was drying. “At first, I came to find more souls to keep me young. I thought human slaves would be the fit choice since no one cares for humans. Yet--- I am analyzing for concubines.”

slavejasekade‌:

“That’s a mouthful,” Jase said with a grin. “Your Highness,” he added though without any reverence whatsoever. “Well, we can’t have a prince drying out and I’d wager that if anyone is at the gym they’ve got similar plans. This way,” he said, gesturing down a path. “Though, I’m still hoping to see your master bath sometime after the festival. Make sure it lives up to it’s billing.”

“Long titles are necessary in my kingdom. Even the nobles and peasants have them. I suppose it’s a Western Pacific thing.” Once the gesture was made and the way to the destination was clear, he began to lead the slave. “Perhaps if you please me enough, I’ll rent you so you can enjoy it. But it’s only a perhaps.” He toyed as his fingers locked with the others with a small hum. This one indeed was a perfect specimen for a royal concubine. However, he would surely drown if chosen. It saddened the prince. After all, he was here for souls really but he hadn’t the heart to take one yet. At the thought, the siren dropped his hand from the slaves, placing them behind his back and his head raised high.

He couldn’t show weakness, not to a lower being anyway. He would become king in a few months time, only here to get his urges out ( or so his father claimed ). He couldn’t stay forever. He had children and a wife to return too. But--- did he really want to return to them? He hated his children and his wife. he didn’t want anything to do with them. Marrying the princess of another kingdom was an arrangement of peace; yet-- she disgusted him. He never took female concubines, he left his brothers and sister to do that. He supposed, he really didn’t like women like he was supposed to. Men were just more fun.

His thoughts were pulled when the gym came into view. Once entered, he looked around. It was alright, What was he thinking? He never entered a gym in his life. He didn’t need to. Being a siren, swimming was all the exercise he needed. “Undress and lead me to the showers.” He commanded, his tone and even expression changing to a commanding one.

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scncfawitch‌:

“So if you don’t like something you just… remove it? Is that supposed to make me tremble in fear of you, or feel bad for you because you’ve been coddled your whole life and don’t know how to handle people not kissing your ass every five seconds?” Sitting forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his bare chest heaved as he took a deep breath before speaking again. “If it helps, I wasn’t trying to offend you. If I was going to do that I just go the classic route and call you a dick, or something; and I didn’t. So, yeah.” It wasn’t much of an apology, but at least it was something.

“To disrespect, a member of the royal family is a punishable offense. Especially if it is a royal concubine. Luckily, I can not mutilate you because of the rules. Besides, a quiet concubine is more annoying than a mouthy one.” He continued to stare at the male before his back straightened at his words. “It came off as offensive. I would advise putting on your attire before another master sees you and gets excited.” He didn’t understand how someone could get excitable by just a bare chest but he could imagine some could get some sort of turn on by it. “Are you hungry?” He asked as he pulled out a snack from his tea shop. he had been carrying it around just in case his own hunger got the best of him. “It’s harmless. Just a smalle cake.”

#{ chat. rex }

scncfawitch‌:

“Okay– so you were rude, and then I was rude back. Does that make us even, or are you still going to act offended?” Rex countered as he leaned back so he could look up at the master talking to him. He should have finished getting dressed but, for his new sweater’s sake, he let it remain in his lap just in case he wound up getting himself in trouble again; he couldn’t have all of his clothes ruined because of a master’s easily bruised ego. “What can I say, Master’s around here only seem to like my mouth when it’s full of something else; you know, so it’s harder for me to talk back.”

Was this pathetic human really back talking him? He could feel his anger rising. and he quickly had to control himself before striking the slave. Fingers curled into a fist and a huff left the siren. “In my palace, a concubine with a mouth like yours gets their tongue removed and used as a decoration.” He hissed out.

#{ chat. rex }

Intro the dragon-boy

mastertristianalys‌:

Tristian probably should have been offended but that, but he just couldn’t be bothered. “Stories are fun! But they don’t tend to talk about the sneaky fun dragon boys.” And of course, the not sneaky stories about him tended to not be told for less fun reasons. “I just got here, but it’s lots of fun. They’re having a party! Oh! I think maybe I saw someplace like that deep underwater, but there were some grumpy guards and it would have been rude to eat them or something so I didn’t go all the way in.”

“It sounds like you encountered some of my kin. The guards can be grumpy when strange creatures encounter them. I know my guards are constantly grumpy-- mainly because I give them a hard time but It’s just because I care for them.” He snorted. “I am somewhat new myself. I can tell you that a lot of the slaves I have seen so far, many of them would be the best choices for a concubine.”

slavejasekade‌:

“Ah…you’re royal?” Jase queried. He didn’t think much of such traditions. Fighting to entertain others was right up there in getting tangled with others’ ambitions and fighting for them. Not his style. “Well I bet we could find some hot showers somewhere. A gym or a pool house maybe,” he suggested. “Since you like water. Or a fountain though I’d have to hope you have a way of making it warm in that case. Or I think I saw a little pat of trees that would be good. No water though.”

“I am the Crown Prince of the West Pacific kingdom of Sirens. The Moon Palace is a treasure to behold, young one.” The promise of water made him almost moan out. The small time in the tank did not satisfy him. It seemed that he had been out too much and he felt his skin drying. “Any water will do. We can go to the gym, head into the showers. I need any water.” He began scratching at his arm. “I’m drying out.”

scncfawitch‌:

Sitting at the edge of the electric fence as slaves, masters, and guards moved around him Rex peeled off the dark blue t-shirt he’d been given upon arrival. It had sweat stains, a blood splatter on his chest, and other dirt crusted onto it to the point that it looked like he’d been here for months without being bathed. Of course, that wasn’t the case. Rex had only been here for a week, and he was bathed along with the rest of the slaves… but he pissed off the wrong master so one of his punishments was having to keep his clothes dirty. At least last night during the festival his luck had turned around. He’d managed to win a thin, but clean, red sweater off of one of the masters in a small game of cards.

Carefully placing the sweater in his lap, being oddly gentle just so he didn’t drop it into the dirt around him, he began to work his hands under the bottom hem when the feeling of being watched made him suddenly very uncomfortable. So, rather than finishing, he remained shirtless as the sweater rested in his lap as he looked up at the person watching him. “You know it’s rude to stare at people, right? So, what, do you need something or whatever?”

open to masters or slaves

To see the slave in filthy attire, it made Jinju want to vomit. He hated filth. Living in a kingdom under the water, there was rarely any filth in the Moon Palace. An odd name for a siren kingdom but there were points during a full moon where the moonlight made its way into the grotto of the Royal Garden. Thankfully, the slave had a spare sweater and he didn’t feel as disgusted. Yet he didn’t place it on his body. His eyes narrowed slightly at the tone he was given. “And it’s rude to speak to a master in such a way. I take it that you didn’t please one from the repulsive state of your other sweater.”

#{ chat. rex }

Intro the dragon-boy

#{ chat. tristan }#wow stop size shaming him; jinju

mastertristianalys‌:

“Hmmm….well, there’s me. Probably others. It would be silly if it was just me, wouldn’t it?” Tristian said with a bright grin. “I like to hang out by lakes and rivers and oceans. I love swimming! Also, there’s more water to play with then.” He grinned cheekily. “I’m small now because this is my human shape. I’m much better when I’m a dragon on the outside. Not too big though. I wouldn’t be able to get into all the fun places if I was too big. And that would be sad.”

“I guess I’m just a little underwhelmed by your size. I’ve heard stories of great beasts and well.” He motioned to the small dragon. A flip of his hair again and the siren sighed. “Are you at least enjoying this place?” He asked, trying to change the conversation. “Have you been to Siren kingdoms? Far below the water? I’m sure my kin would get quite a sight to see a dragon swimming through their waters.”

slavejasekade‌:

“I’d think you’d want some sort of live porn show rather than fights for that sort of candidate evaluation.” He raised an eyebrow and laughed. “Kill a shark? That’s a new one.” He couldn’t disagree with the assessment of the festival, though in his case, he just wasn’t in a celebratory head space. “We could go to somewhere private….have our own party if you wanted.” Getting out of the eye of the guards and other masters would be worth it. And hell, the guy was hot.

“Actually. The concubines of the royal family are chosen on strength. Even females are chosen based on it. The royal family like them to fight sometimes. Mainly on who will be joining the family member for the night.” He explained before a small hum escaped the siren. “Now that seems most thrilling.” His eyes fell down to the ground before his hand slowly traveled up the male’s arm. “Perhaps you would be a good candidate.” Hand falling to the slave’s, he grabbed it. “I’m still new around here. I want you to find a spot.”

maxsondanse‌:

Maxson could see the man’s lips moving, but couldn’t make out the words. Maxson merely furrowed his brow before grumbling, “Enjoy yourself.” Is what he said before walking a few steps away and resting his shoulder against the wall. He wasn’t in the mood of trying to muddle through a conversation currently, it sounded exhausting.

He noticed the male seemed--- different than the others. Rising out of the water and walking towards the slave with a soft hum. “You are different than the others--- how?” He asked softly, examining him over and over carefully. “I sense it--- yet I can not place it. Tell me, human. I am most intrigued and I need to know the answer.”

#{ chat. maxson }

Intro the dragon-boy

mastertristianalys‌:

“Nope! Not a Siren but you are!” Tristian exclaimed. “I’m a Tristian!” he said with a cheeky grin. “And a water dragon. It’s my element. You know…instead of fire. Most people think fire and dragons, but some of us do water. I’ve practiced a lot, a lot. Because it’s more fun when you can control the element and play with it.”

“I have never heard of a dragon with the ability of water.” Then again, he didn’t know dragons were even real.” A cross of his arms and a flip of ombre hair was given. “Are you even to do much with water?” Okay, so he was a little jealous that a creature had the affinity for water like him. “You look-- a bit small for a dragon. Not what I have expected.”

slavejasekade‌:

“Candidates for what?” Jase asked. “Planning to form a slave army?” he said with a dark sort of laugh. “Yes, much better than the cells. I can show you around if you like, but my ability to explore has been limited. Over there we have drunk revelers. Over there we have mildly drunk revelers. Oh…and over there, that’s where the serious drinkers are hanging out.”

“More like possible concubines. “ He confessed with a soft chuckle. He couldn’t help but let a small laugh came from him about the comical way of being shown around. “Well, luckily the booze here can’t get me drunk. It’s not strong enough to kill a shark.” Tilting his head, he continued to stare at the slave. “This festival is boring. What would you like to do? Your choice.”

Intro the dragon-boy

mastertristianalys‌:

Open to slaves or masters

Tristan skipped through the crowd, a grin of childish delight filling his face. He waved a hand, calling a small stream of water to him from an apple bobbing tub as he passed it and he snatched the apple that came with it from the air. Biting down, he let out a soft happy sound. “Mmmm.” He paused his wandering abruptly, just before he’d have bowled someone over. He looked them up and down and echoed, “Mmm….delicious.”

He was intrigued, definitely interesting. This creature before him at the affinity of water, and yet he didn’t smell like one of his kin. He continued to watch the other master with a tilt of his head. When he took a bite of his apple, his nose scrunched up. Definitely not of his kingdom. “You are not of the Sirens... yet you control water with such ease...”

itslordmiles‌:

Miles wasn’t a princess but for sure he knew how to be saved by a guy on the last minute, he heard the voice of a man walking closer to them and really getting the way to convince the other master to leave Miles before things get really bad, he wasn’t much on trusting masters, even the ones who help him like that, but that was a different situation, Miles really thought he was going to die there. But his own personality wasn’t going to allow him to be that nice, specially after the man reminded him that he indeed looked like shit. “And you look like straight out of an anime…but thanks.” He tried to get up, but one of his legs were really hurting, like his ribs and head. “Shit… it ain’t gonna heal that easily.”

He didn’t really know what anime was but he took it as a compliment. “Yes--- I do?” It had to be something really hot if he was compared to it. The prince straightened his back before he went to walk but noticed the other couldn’t really stand. He stood there for a moment, lips pursed into a frown. A sigh left him before he turned back towards the slave. Swooping him up into his arms with ease, the siren stared at him.”Humans are so-- interesting. Wounds like that would heal within moments for me.... Perhaps a salve would suffice. It will help heal you quicker.”

#{ chat. miles }

slavejasekade‌:

Jase moved smoothly into the other man’s hold. “My fair share for my looks, I suppose. It’s been a few months.” In all honesty, he’d lost track of the days and couldn’t be more exact than that. He shrugged at the man’s query. “It’s a decent party. Would be better without the asinine fighting pits. Or you know if I was here to celebrate. Still…it’s better scenery.”

“I rather enjoy the fighting pits. It really shows who are the best candidates.” Hands placed behind his back, staring at the slave with a small hum. “Better than your small cells? I can imagine.” Staring down at the ground, he stepped forward. “Care to show me around?” Even though he had already been around the festival, he enjoyed the company of this one.