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Post by KARR on Oct 10, 2009 18:53:31 GMT -5
A year later after being captured by Goliath, KARR was still forced to take most of his time watching Chris. If he didn't do his job well, KARR would lose much of the freedom and respect he'd gained over the years from Megatron, Goliath and the other Decepticons. He also received a portion of Golaith's pay still, even though Goliath hardly did any of the work (which really pissed off KARR). Regardless, a deal was a deal, and KARR had to keep his promises and refrain from killing Chris. It was a maddening set back for him, but at least he'd succeeded in not doing so thus far.
It was late summer, 8 am on a monday to be exact, in KARR's dark hangar. "Moooorning. I hope you're ready for another day of hell from yours truly." KARR muttered as he flickered into existence with in Chris's new room.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 10, 2009 19:03:47 GMT -5
Chris groaned lightly, turning over under the blanket, the now seventeen year old held a hand over his eyes as light flooded the room. This was his life now, and it had been for a year now. The Decepticons had won, well, won Earth anyway. His Dad's were still out there, the Autobots still existed, but Chris had never been rescued from what was now his personal hell. The Decepticons had prevented his escape.
By now, Chris was completely obiedient and subservient to KARR. He had given up all hope of rescue, as he was not aware of where the Autobots even were, and there were about 10 humans left in existance. All were on the base, including two young children, and all had been groomed from day one to become domestic pets. The two adult pets had already begun breeding, and their children were the only humans treated with any freedom.
But for now, Chris was still a domestic house pet, not what was considered a human incubator on top of the first title quite yet. He stood up slowly, rubbing an eye tiredly, he walked towards KARR slowly. "Good morning sir." He said quietly, still tired. He no longer was allowed to call KARR by name, degraded to reffering to him as one of two titles: 'Sir' or 'Master'.
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Post by KARR on Oct 10, 2009 19:27:42 GMT -5
"Guess we'll go for a walk. Dogs like walks." He muttered sarcastically, rolling his eyes. Totally he was particularly showing how bored and frustrated he was. It wasn't like it made a difference anyway, he was still stuck here, and there was no way around it. "The runway needs a little maintenance. We'll inspect it for any foreign object debris, big or small before it's done." he tugged on the chain and led him out of the hangar with a bored, theatrical yawn (as the bot never really got tired except when suffering abnormally long fights or the aftermath of any fight).
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 10, 2009 19:42:53 GMT -5
Chris sighed as he walked with KARR he silently adjusted the rags over his upper half, and fixed the loincloth over his lower half. When Humanity was gone, and Chris had become KARR's permanent pet only a few weeks after his capture, KARR had taken the millitary uniform. Something about how as a pet he really shouldn't be wearing the same clothing as a free human used to. From then on he was made to wear the rags and loincloth.
"I'm not a dog." He muttered in a low tone, but not loud enough that KARR would hear, or at least he hoped he wouldn't "Will I be washing anything else... Master..." He said the word with great effort, KARR seemed to prefer that over 'sir', mostly because it was hard for Chris to do so. "Or do you have something else planned for me after?"
Often these days, it was the latter. The more he was his pet, the more Chris was treated as such by KARR. Ear scratches, petting, and even a belly rub were frequent these days, all of which were ment to annoy him, though Chris no longer fought, even whern KARR made him 'Fetch' his food.
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Post by KARR on Oct 11, 2009 2:26:24 GMT -5
KARR took his time walking to the large runway. "i have a few other things planned, yes." he said, rubbing his chin briefly as he gazed ahead at the flat surface. It seemed that there wouldn't be much to clean up, and pulled out a small trash bag from one of his pockets. He kept his eyes on the ground for any junk that really stuck out, even leaves, sticks, and rocks that weren't supposed to be there. He picked up a tiny piece of glass and put it in the bag. "Look closely and you'll find little bits of everything."[[bleh, sorry it sucks, too distracted right now  ]] |
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 11, 2009 2:50:46 GMT -5
Chris silently did as he was told, placing them in the trash bag one at a time, it didn't take long, but it still took a good hour. He sighed slightly, shaking his head a bit. He looked around at the area around him. "That should do it, shouldn't it?" He asked in a grumble.
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Post by nightridge on Oct 11, 2009 3:04:34 GMT -5
So they ahd won, the Deceptiocns now ahd Earth but wa sit the same? No. Everything to Nightridge had become much different then she had been told al those few eyars ago. She saw the base ahead, but was reluctant to come there at all these days, even if she should be proud the Decepticons won. However the feme could not bring ehrself to be happy with the victory nor to really be celebrating the alst humans actually iving should be pets.
When arriving to the runaway she saw KARR and Chris. It was even harder for Nightridge to see this every day, Chris was an example of how things turned out. It was degrading indeed. "HEy Karr!"She called and transformed coming over, "Hey there Chris." Though the femme knew egatorn woudl rathe rhave the Deceptiocns call the humans pets Nightridge still called Chris by his name and never saw him as a 'dog'.For the fact one it just wsn't right and two it well there wa sno ther reason it was jsut downright...degrading!
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Post by KARR on Oct 11, 2009 3:20:38 GMT -5
"Hey," KARR replied with an unamused grunt, glancing back at the runway."Let me guess, you're here to berate me about the stupid job I'm stuck with. Not my choice. We're inspecting the runway for Foreign Object Debris." he grumbled, walking forward a bit again. "If I don't forcibly stick with him I WILL kill. So yeah, how's you're morning been so far?"
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 11, 2009 3:31:06 GMT -5
Chris only nodded at Nightridge quietly, he was never allowed to speak to Decepticons other then KARR unless given direct permission. It was a law, one of the many instated upon the survivors of the human race. I want to just fragging kill him so badly right now... He thought angrily about KARR.
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Post by nightridge on Oct 11, 2009 3:36:33 GMT -5
"The usual...absolutely hate victory and nothing to treport at all. The Autobots are keeping it on the down low, and they won't tryand strike wtih pretty uhc our operations as they are." Nightrige said with obvious hate of the change. She ahd never told anyone about her personality clash, and the fact what she said might have shown it but she knew KARR and several other ust hate it this way as well. She glanced at Chris. It wan't like the Autobots to not help one of their own, and in fact Nightrridge was tempted to help the remaining huans. BUt it would mean a automatic discharge and her life.
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Post by KARR on Oct 11, 2009 18:43:28 GMT -5
"It's ironic how that all works out, and I'm stuck with this job...It's so...boring now..." He kept walking, tugging Chris along. His holo-form theatrically flopped down onto the cement and he slammed his fists into the cement. "I'M SO SLAGGIN' BOOOOOORED." Meanwhile, of course, his real form behind them remained parked just behind the large white threshold marks of the runway. He got to his knees and stared at the ground for a moment. "Can't that damned semi do his own damned work for once? I'm taking tomorrow off, I've had it. Move along Chris, I'm just having another 'moment'...." of course he'd slip with the name, but who cared, its not like the Decepticons would beat him for it.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 11, 2009 18:52:19 GMT -5
When KARR seated himself, Chris took it as a means to sit as well, but he clearly heard KARR and stood walking away a bit. He found on the ground something he hadn't seen in a very long time, a candy bar. He could tell it was almost melted but he didn't care. Ripping it open like some kind of animal threw it in his mouth, chewed, and swallowed. Whenever he found food of any kind, he took it and ate it. The reason was he wasn't fed regularly, sometimes, on orders, KARR didn't feed him for anywhere up to a week.
"I forgot how good these things are." Chris tried to move further, but couldn't, the leash didn't allow him to, so he simple sat down in that spot, knowing if he broke his leash, he'd be hit or thrown back in his cage
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Post by nightridge on Oct 11, 2009 23:12:42 GMT -5
Nightridge shook her ehad, "The fact humans have to be pets is a load of slag to me." She said with deep disgust. The temptation to help the humans was beginning to get on Nightridge's nerves, if she ahd any, and she really didn't care if Megatron or someone would be angry over it. She'd worry about it later. Looking at the elash that held Chris it would be easy to break but she would wait a moment ebfore Nightridge found an opening to strike it and get Chris out of here.
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Post by KARR on Oct 12, 2009 0:19:16 GMT -5
"I see what you're thinking Nightridge." he sighed. "I REALLY don't want to be the one who chases you down." if it were to happen regardless, KARR's day just got a whole lot worse. He rubbed his forehead. "Let's keep moving , we have a 1000 more feet in front of us." He supposed he'd fight Nightridge if he had to. KARR knew her well enough he could easily take Chris back. Why would he bother? He didn't want Goliath and Megatron hunting him down at the same time. Then again, couldn't he just fight them too? Whatever the case, KARR was prepared.
KARR got up and walked forward, moseying along.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Oct 12, 2009 0:27:16 GMT -5
Chris felt a tug at his leash and immediatly made his way to move alongside KARR. When he said something like he said, it usually meant 'get your ass moving, or go without food'. He sighed, and walked alongside KARR in an outright heel his bare feet hurt, but he didn't complain, just kept moving. "I thought you said you had more planned for me, why is it we are continuing to walk?" He questioned rather calmly.
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