Individual RolePlay!

The Slave

Name: Brielle Waters

Age: "I-I-I'm not sure..."
(Approximately 16, though she's unsure as she's lost count over the years since she became a slave.)

Gender: Female

Sexuality: "W-why do you want to know that?" *face clearly pale in fright*
(Bisexual)

Smut: Sure, if you get there.

Personality:
Before: Brielle was a loving, confident, stubborn, mischievous girl. She had grand responsibilities, yes, and she took them and did them well with a large smile on her face; however, she always managed to find time to have fun. She was a prankster, loved playing dress up, butt loved climbing trees and getting dirty more.
Now: "How w-would you want me to act?"
(Brielle is a shy and quiet thing, her true self being tucked away for ages now. She won't look people in the eye, won't sing, won't dance, and won't even smile. She's quite intelligent, quite easy to influence, or so it seems, is good at surviving, and is able to help others do the same, sticking to the "slave code." She's kind-hearted, always thinking of the others before herself. She's untrusting, and it will be hard to break her walls to get a glimpse of that joke-loving, mischievous little girl she once was.)

Likes:
Before: Jokes, climbing trees, pranks, playing dress up, the park, playing with her siblings, getting dirty as she played.
After: "I'll like any chore you give me. I-I promise..."
(The slaves that surround and support her, the memories she has of her family, any day she doesn't have to deal with being punished.)

Dislikes:
Before: Being forced to eat her vegetables, when people didn't listen to her when she took the leadership role, staying still for too long at a time.
After: *Sits in stunned silence, unable to comprehend that this might be a legitimate question*
(Punishment, when her friends get punished, having to survive rather than live, her masters, the black market, and sometimes even her memories of her family.)

Backstory:
*Stares at the wall, her memories flashing through her head at mock speed, though unable to squeeze anything out of between her lips*
(Find out! Yes, I already know her backstory, and if you know Brielle, so do you. But if you don't know it, finding out little by little will be fun too!)

Scenarios:
1. (You must be cruel at least at first) You are a slave owner at market. There's a small, weak-looking girl crouching down in the corner as her owners desperately search for someone, /anyone/ to buy her. It's clear by her weakened, bloodied state that she was in the slave trade for quite some time, and would sell for close to nothing if she sold at all, considering how much she'd been used. Still, it seemed she'd been broken in and wouldn't try anything. She was clearly shaking in fear, her head lowered, praying she'd be sold and that this wouldn't be the end. You...
2. A young girl was in your local food market approximately once a week, every week, around the same time. Every time, she would race around, gathering items, looking to be in a panic. Today, though, it was not her normal day to come. She seemed sneaky this time, as if trying to go unnoticed. Quickly, she grabbed a loaf of bread off a table and ran out as fast as she could, before anyone saw, or so she thought. She ran down an alleyway, only to gasp at what she saw. Her master was there. Soon enough, loud, fierce whipping could be heard, followed by, every now and then, a pain-filled gasp. Everyone didn't pay attention to the stark noise over the hustle and bustle of the marketplace. You...
3. Make it up! I love to hear your ideas!!!