NationStates Jolt Archive

(OCC: this will be about a girl who gets filtered seemingly endlessly through the slave trade system. For labor and for sex)

Slavery...Man's inhumanity to man. But certainly not limited to man. AHSCA was a fertal ground for snagging. Plenty of strong men and women alike dwelled and with the naivety of many of the young children it was more than easy to someone to disappear. Especially when one loses their entire family. Orphans were the easiest targets at all. With barley a government AHSCA people were more autonomous and self-reliant, that's how it had always been and it wasn't easy to change.

Mikuru's mother had died in child birth thus it was just her father. She had other relatives just not on the island. Of course today would be a day she wouldn't forget. As she and her set out for fishing the day was fine until storm clouds gathered and sent them into a spiral rage. Her father held desperately to protect her but slipped into the angry sea. Now Mikuru's was without a father, without a mother. She could marry but she had never courted a boy before. What would her future be?

Time passed Mikuru was struggling to survive. With no money no education she tried to sell shells. "Shells, shells. Shells 5 for 5." People passed her on by, until a friendly face offered to buy her shells.

"Thank you sir."

"You seem like you are all alone."

"Yes I am. I'm an orphan sir."

"I see."

Mikuru and the man chatted for a while longer, long enough to gain her trust and ultimately make her decide to go with him

((OOC: You need someone to RP the man? Is this FT or MT?))

OOC: You mind if I RP a slave owner? Though my nation isn't Modern...

OOC: There would be little separating slaves from labourers so I wouldn't have anyone sympathetic although I could RP some slave owners too.

OOC: Thanks, need a cahracter bio or anything? And by slave owners, do you mean 1800's plantation owners say, or the guys with the whips?

OOC: Can i join?

Isaiah was walking along the boardwalk, smoking a cigarette, when he saw the girl there, standing, hoping that she would earn some sembanance of a pittance. He felt bad and had humanitarian urges, partly of his past, partly due to his job as a California Foreign Service worker. Isaiah said to the girl,

"You have no parents, poor thing."

Then, knowing the current exchange rates, he lied,
"I only have California dollars, and its a twenty, can you take this instead?"

Nicoli was walking around the beaches of the small tropical island looking for some things to add to his "private collection," while prostitution was legal in Mokastana sex slaves were not, to bad though. So he would have to buy a few and bring them back home as "citizens" and then keep them in his "stables."

Mikuru accepted the money. It should go a long way for her. Then she met Nicoli "Can I interest you in shells sir?"

He looked the young girl over, she was attractive enough, and seemed to be trying to survive in a rough world. Behind him two Mokan tourist were looking for a fresh fish to bring back to their hut for dinner. He decided to actually try and talk with this one.

"Of course, Senorita, I will take two. May I ask where you get these?"

He gave her a flirtatious look, trying to judge how innocent this girl really was.

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