EccentricFantasy
The mind is a fearsome thing, don't tread on it.
Jaysen sat within the hanging cage of the Doll Auction holding rooms. All around him mutants were chained and caged to be sold to the higher class Elemental's. He saw many interesting mutants. Some with skin made of gems and some were half animals, but he didn't care. There was only one thing he cared about. The Innocent. His heart fluttered as he thought about such a perfect specimen. She truly was perfect. He had decided long ago that he would do whatever it took to make her his.
Jaysen had done a lot to see this plan through. He had cut his long hair short and dawned some very dirty, torn clothes. He had smeared ash on his face. It was a lot to do, but he was prepared. He knew he would need to convince them he was not an elemental, but he had that covered. He would use his powerful lightning to heat things up. This was a simple way to convince them he was simply a Doll. This is how he would do it. This is how he planned to get the Doll that he craved so much.
Time passed slowly as he sat with his face in his knees, trying to keep himself calm as he waited. He had heard through the grape vine that the rebellion planned on taking down this Doll auction tonight. If that was true, he would finally fulfill his goals.
As he sat in the cage which rested in the damp, humid cellar that the Dolls were kept in he thought about how the dolls were treated. Before the auction their hair was brushed and they were cleaned. Clothes were placed on them and then they are sold. By all accounts the Dolls were treated well, so why did the rebellion exist. Not only that, but why did they attack the Doll auctions. Then again the state they were in now was horrid.
Suddenly there was an explosion. The room shook as he heard the fighting. He gripped the bars of the cage. His heart was pumping hard. Maybe it was finally time for him to meet the girl that haunted his thoughts. He seeded to find her. So in the midst of the commotion he squeezed the bars. His lightning heating the bars slowly, just starting to be able to bend them.
StoneWolf18
Jaysen had done a lot to see this plan through. He had cut his long hair short and dawned some very dirty, torn clothes. He had smeared ash on his face. It was a lot to do, but he was prepared. He knew he would need to convince them he was not an elemental, but he had that covered. He would use his powerful lightning to heat things up. This was a simple way to convince them he was simply a Doll. This is how he would do it. This is how he planned to get the Doll that he craved so much.
Time passed slowly as he sat with his face in his knees, trying to keep himself calm as he waited. He had heard through the grape vine that the rebellion planned on taking down this Doll auction tonight. If that was true, he would finally fulfill his goals.
As he sat in the cage which rested in the damp, humid cellar that the Dolls were kept in he thought about how the dolls were treated. Before the auction their hair was brushed and they were cleaned. Clothes were placed on them and then they are sold. By all accounts the Dolls were treated well, so why did the rebellion exist. Not only that, but why did they attack the Doll auctions. Then again the state they were in now was horrid.
Suddenly there was an explosion. The room shook as he heard the fighting. He gripped the bars of the cage. His heart was pumping hard. Maybe it was finally time for him to meet the girl that haunted his thoughts. He seeded to find her. So in the midst of the commotion he squeezed the bars. His lightning heating the bars slowly, just starting to be able to bend them.
StoneWolf18