["This"] - Sign Language
'This' - Thinking
"This" - Talking
This - Noise
This - Note
This - Yelling
*This* - Whispering
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It was silence. Silence within the store and out. The silence that a strong broad woman enjoyed. No loud city, no gun shots every night, and no annoying yelling.
Just sweet silence.
It was the day, when her and her men were going to explore the territory of your people. They had been planning it for months to make sure you and the others weren't dangerous. But you all were just harmless specs.
She had gone into the store to search of any rations since her area was low. When she went in she expected it would be easy. Though she suddenly heard a noise.
Her attention went towards the noise fully. As she found the source she was a bit surprised to find a woman. The woman looked to be in her mid or late twenties. Sort of pretty to. She wondered if she could use the girl as another sex slave.
Just as she was out of her thoughts, a plushie hit her. She was stunned for a bit. Not because the bunny was used as a weapon but because it was random. 'Who the hell even throws a bunny?' She thought.
She looked toward you and her pupils grew a bit larger. She had never seen someone so beautiful before..
Your [H/L] [H/C] hair making your [E/C] eyes pop. Your eyes looked like prize jewels she could get lost in. Your hair seemed so soft that she wanted to touch it. You were a beautiful masterpiece, that she and only she could have.
"Keep her close to me~" she smirked. One of her men nodded and picked you up. Another picked your sister up as well. Once they had you two and your supplies, they started back to their base.
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Horror"[S/N]? [S/N]!" [Y/N] cried out for her sister, but there was no answer. She was just a young 4 year old girl. Tears started to spring from her eyes. That was 14 years ago when they were in a car accident... the same accident that caused her sister...
