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the people farm

The People Farm

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Life as it is right now no longer exists. Perhaps aliens or superior beings from another dimension took over the planet. Or all the computers turned on humanity and became the dominant species. Maybe vampires grew tired of hiding in shadows and proved just how much stronger they really are.

Whatever the cause, the effect is the same: humans are no longer in charge and have been relegated to the status of livestock. It could be for blood, for labor, for souls, or for meat, but in the end? You're still only here to be useful, and once you aren't it's time to be culled.

Welcome to the farm.

HOW IT WORKS:
♦ Several suggested options are listed below, so you can choose one or come up with your own setting. Maybe your character was also altered or enhanced in some way to be more productive or useful?
♦ Leave a comment with your character's name and fandom in the subject, and either list your preferences or set a scene. Is your character the farmer or the livestock? Is the scene between two people in the pens, two farmers comparing stock, resistance fighters planning to free imprisoned humans, a farmer selecting his dinner, or something else?
♦ Tag another character. If they haven't already selected an option, pick one.
♦ Play out the results.
♦ Have fun!

1) ENERGY SOURCE: Humans are needed for power. They generate electricity or mana, they run on hamster wheels to power lights, their emotional energy counters entropy, etc.

2) FOOD SUPPLY: Humans are kept to supply meat for carnivores, blood for vampires, or brains for zombies.

3) LABOR: Humans pull the plows or wagons, clean the houses, produce goods in factories, or do construction work.

4) PETS: Caged humans make ornamental pets, or are kept for companionship or entertainment, like dogs that are easier to potty train.

5) RESOURCE PRODUCTION: Humans are kept to produce hair, skin, milk, organs, or other useful resources.

6) WARFARE: When fighting a war it's always preferable to have grunts to do the dying for you. And gladiator fights between wars are so entertaining.

Within each of these categories are any number of possible scenarios, such as livestock breeding, culling the weak, human resistance groups trying to free captives, and so on. And, as mentioned above, livestock could be enhanced to be more useful -given hormones to produce more hair or milk, encouraged to put on more flesh for meat production, enhanced to be better fighters, or even given animalistic characteristics.

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[ He's so the livestock. Options 3 or 4 preferred ]

[Any prompt except 5. Tifa would be livestock. Could do mind alteration or animal characteristics if they fit the prompt, but no other physical alterations. In canon, she's part of a resistance group, so she could easily go in that direction as well.]

[Farmer. Basic Info.
To sum up this basically 'nameless' OC is a type of sentient Ophiocordyceps that infects other sentient beings to inhabit. In this meme the species could be harvesting humans (or other types of living creatures), and possibly enhancing them to be future host bodies. Those who don't take well to the enhancements can be used for grunt work or as pets.]

[Livestock or Resistance. Wouldn't work too well in #6.

Basic Info, and General Preferences can be found here.]

[He's a vampire, so 2 would be ideal, using humans as a food supply. Potentially could include elements of 3 or 4 as well.

Or could also do something for 1 or 5 where he's the livestock being used for his blood, which has healing properties. Science or medical experiments, maybe! idk, throw me whatever you have.]

OOC or here? Can come up with something for here?

[Mina was not sure how it had happened? She had gotten out of Augsburg with Elijah, and taken the arduous journey with him to get herself safely out of her old town, and safely ensconced in a new one with a new name.

There she had found a coven of witched liken to herself, and become very comfortable and happy. Sadly though, she had lost all contact with Elijah.

Then things had changed one evening, she was closing up shop at the Chinese Apothecary she had found a job with, and found herself with a bag thrown over her head before she was knocked out. When she awoke it was in a confined cage, there were rows, and rows of them with other people inside said cages. It was disconcerting, and she had no idea as to why she was here, and to what purpose.

She had stood, and called out to others in an effort to garner information, but was quickly shut up by one of the guards. Now she sat on the cold, damp floor in her cramped cell. Alone, scared, and having had no food nor water for over 20 hours. It was maddening, and frightening. She wished she could get in touch with Elijah once again. If anyone could help her, it could be him. He was fast, agile, and stronger than any average mortal. Yet, there was no way to contact him, no way to do much of anything, but to wait and see what fresh hell this would turn out to be?]

[ooc hope this is okay, let me know if I need to change it?]

Edited 2014-12-15 08:32 (UTC)

[She might recognize some of the other captives from her coven. The cages were occupied by witches, and kept imprisoned through a simple mechanism: the iron bars contained a spell that dampened magic. Once inside the cell, the witch was effectively trapped without his or her magic.

A light flickered at the end of the dungeon, as a heavy door opened and closed with an ominous creak. Two men entered: one of the guards, and Elijah, who was looking around in mild distaste.]

...So while in the cages they are unable to perform any magic?

[A nod from the guard. He paused at one of the cages to glance over one of the witches, who was too weak or perhaps too scared to speak. Elijah had encountered his share of witches like the one who had created the gingerbread house, and he could not say that they didn't deserve a fate like this. But it still left a bad taste in his mouth. Why risk keeping them here? He moved on.]

I can see these contraptions having their uses; however–

[He stopped. In a moment his face had turned pale, his eyes wide with shock, as he came upon Mina trapped in one of the cages.]

[She had, and as time went onward--the pit of her belly began to sink lower, and lower still.

Then she heard someone entering, the sounds of footsteps. The voice, something about it seemed familiar. Not the one speaker, but the other.

When she pulled up to the bars to get a better look, Mina gasped when she noticed it was Elijah standing there. Talking about all of her brethren as if they were chattel.

As soon as she saw him, the betrayal washed over her so completely. Her heart sinking more, and more with each passing moment---Mina pushed back in her cage, and hid her face from him. Turning away from him as best as she could. In essence, turning her back on him.

Hatred, and anger began to bubble up inside of her with each passing moment.]

Edited 2014-12-16 08:01 (UTC)

Release her.

[There was a quiet fury in Elijah's voice. It was not a tone to be argued with, and nor was his glare. The guard complied with barely a protest, opening the cage. He moved to reach in but Elijah yanked him away and stooped down himself so that he could help her out. Whether she had turned her back on him or the guard, he wasn't sure, but she looked so small and scared. He had to get her out.]

Mina...

[It was a whisper, almost a question. He was here, she was going to be okay. The guard behind him, on the other hand, might not be so lucky. Elijah's anger was controlled, but unstoppable.]

[She heard Elijah speaking to the other man about releasing her, but she didn't believe any of it. He was here, and she had been kidnapped. Chalk it up to no longer trusting the other man.

She could hear the tone, but did not understand the context of it. Was Elijah somehow dissatisfied that she was alive? Or that she was here?

Mina noted movement, and could feel the cold, damp air change in an instant. First, the man's arm moving into the cell and back, and second, when Elijah came down to her level.

She was seething, she was frantic. Saved by Hansel and Gretel, and Elijah only to be betrayed by him! When she noted his closeness, she recoiled further into her cell. Cold, dirty, and shivering, she pulled up against the wall as if it were a barrier that could protect her from her assailants.]

What do you wish of me, sir? [The sir was said with all of the pain, and betrayal she was feeling right then. Some of the shivering was also due to fright, she was terrified for her friends mostly. If she must die, then so be it.]

Kill me, I am ready! Just---let the others go! Lysandra, and Phoebe have done nothing wrong. They are good woman, good witches! [When she finally turned her face fully to him, but not her body, her eyes were filled with tears that were streaking her cheeks by now.] Why shall I be let go, if they are not?

[The realization that she was terrified of him, that she thought he had something to do with this, hit him like a physical blow. He shook his head, a pained expression in his eyes.]

Listen to me. They will be released, I promise you. Come and help me free them.

[He held out his hand. He would not drag her out; she had to make the decision to trust him. The thought of losing her trust was too hard to bear.]

[She let out a gasping sob, trying to square herself a bit even though she couldn't and thought this might be a trick.

She turned her bleary eyes toward the hand being held out to her, and she just stared at it for a couple of moments. Then, completely resigned, she lifted her very shaky hand to put it into his own. Deciding that if she were going to die? Well, to just get it over and done with. Mina was brave, yes, but she was scared for the others, and for herself. There was nothing she could do to save herself, but to trust him for now.

Her hand was cold, like she was, and streaked with dirt, and there were cracked nails from where she had tried to claw out of her cage. Her feet were bare, and she barely had anything on but her shirt and her skirt. They took the rest in case they thought to run away. No shoes, and barely enough clothing would have them freezing to death.]

You...you are setting me free? [She asked in a trembling voice.]

Yes.

[His voice was low and certain. He would not allow the slightest room for doubt. Taking her hand, he helped to pull her out of the cage, lifting her up and off her feet. He turned around to survey the other cages, carrying Mina with him.]

How many of these prisoners are innocents?

[He picked her up, and she gasped out. Feeling unsure about this whole situation, and completely off her own mind. Things were wildly out of control, and she looked around frantically at his question. ]

Are you asking me? I am nae sure which is which, unless you speak of mine friends. If I tell you whom they are, what of the rest? [She nodded toward the left center where Phoebe was locked up. Then to the right front where Lysandra was stationed.] Melanie is over there, closer to where my cage had been...

I shall allow your friends to decide.

[He nodded towards the cages that Mina had indicated.]

Open them. And leave the witches to release the others as they see fit.

[He would assume that Mina's coven knew each other, and that between them they could release everyone they knew. And if there were any witches who practised black magic among them, well, he would hope that the white witches could identify them and leave them contained.

The vampire guard hesitated at Elijah's command, opening his mouth to protest. Elijah shifted, turning to face the guard with a slight smile.]

Allow me to rephrase. Release them, or be punished for your part in this debacle.

[That worked. The guard hurried to do as he was told, while Elijah set Mina on her feet.]

Can you walk?

Yes. [She said in a firm voice, wiping at her tear stained face to only smear more dirt over it. When he let her go, she thought she could walk, her body was weak from lack of water and food as well as sleep. She also was weak from fright, having so much panic really takes it out of you.

She took a step, then another and another before her legs began to shake---then vibrate wildly. A moment later she practically swooned toward the floor. Her hands reaching out to stop her fall. Seeing that she had taken a couple of steps away from Elijah.

Grunting harshly, she tried to square herself and regain her dignity, but that would come more later than it would now.]

[Of course, Elijah caught her. He steadied her before she could fall, hands around her waist.]

This way.

[Supporting her as necessary, Elijah led her out of the dungeon, up the steps and into the fortress above. They were in a castle, a large and magnificent one, though the prisoners below had not experienced its beauty. The moment they encountered one of the servants, Elijah stopped them.]

Take this lady upstairs. Run her a bath and find her a clean set of garments. She is to be given her own bedchamber and treated as a guest, do you understand?

[The servant nodded in acquiescence. Elijah had no time for explanations; he had compelled her. He then turned to Mina:]

I must go back and ensure that the others are safe. If you need anything, Hilda will do whatever you ask.

[That said, he took a step back, ready to take his leave.]

Edited 2015-01-03 23:33 (UTC)

[She gasped quietly when he grabbed her, and with feeling more steady her steps became even steadier with each step.

Then they were upstairs and he was demanding that she be treated as a guest. It made Mina confused, and unsure. This whole situation was making her feel this way.

Before he could run away, Mina turned to look at him. Surveying him, looking him up and down a few times. She went to speak, then went quiet, and then went to speak again. Her words were said in a barely there whisper.]

Can I trust you, Elijah? Really so?

[Perhaps it was the sudden change of situation that left her so bewildered. Like a frightened lamb, she needed to be looked after. He met her eyes, and his gaze was almost sorrowful. Then it swept back to the servant, and he nodded.

Mina would be taken good care of, for now. There was the matter of the other prisoners. A moment later, there was only the stirring of the air to show where Elijah had stood. Mina was now a guest of the castle.]

[Mina looked at the space he was in in a bit of shocked disbelief. Then the servant was touching her on her shoulder, and guiding her upward toward a room at the top of the stairs.

Mina was fed, and given a beautiful room to rest in. She could not believe all of the succulent food she was given, and she practically gorged herself on the foods put before her. Once she was done, and she was sated properly, the servant led her into the bathroom to draw her a hot bath.

Mina's dirty clothing was taken, and she got inside the bathtub in stunned silence. Then once the servant was gone, all Mina could do was cry bitterly. Knowing that the other witches were being let go was a comfort, but a big part of her was unsure how to feel about how she was being treated right now.

Once she was done with her bath, and her crying fit, Mina managed to put the clean clothing on that she was provided, and then she fell to sleep. Sleeping hard from a night filled with much emotion and pain. Though, she did tell the servant to wake her when, or if, Elijah returned.]

[Elijah did briefly look in on her during the night, but he told the servant not to wake her as she looked so peaceful. Best not to disturb. While she rested, meanwhile, the other witches had been freed and more than one vampire had lost their head. The castle was now under Elijah's control, and would stay that way until he could be sure that this whole affair was settled. There was the danger of the witches retaliating, which he had warned them not to do, and certainly some work to be done to ensure that this didn't happen again.

The next morning, a servant arrived with a tray of food for Mina. They knocked on the bedroom door before entering, placed the tray on the bedside table, and then departed. Elijah came in with them and he did not leave; he walked over as Mina stirred to see how she was faring.]

Good morning.

[Mina slowly dragged herself up to sitting, and with a sleepy sort of smile, that was sad around the edges, she nodded toward him.]

Good morning, Elijah. [She slipped out of bed to grab a brush so she could hastily brush her hair to look more presentable.]

Please, tell me all that went on as I slumbered? My kin, have they been released and sent home? Shall I call after them? [She was eager for news.]

They have been released. Some were given shelter for the night, like you. Others preferred to leave immediately.

[He turned away, walking over to the window where he could look out on to the castle courtyard.]

The castle is now under my control. You may leave at any time.

Then, if that is so, I demand that you speak plainly to me, Elijah. What has happened here, and why have myself, and my kin been abducted by your kind? What part of the equation am I missing here? [She asked in a sure, but plain tone of voice. There was a hint of demand behind her words as well.

Mina wished to know what occurred here, and why it had happened to herself, as well as her friends?]

Please? Speak plainly, I must know! [She said those last words in an almost begging tone of voice. Her words were sharp, intent on finding the cause to her distress. Plus, the added stress of it being caused by someone she felt so strongly for, and thought he was a friend--not a foe.]

[Elijah turned back to face her. He held up a hand, speaking in a low, soothing tone.]

Please, calm down.

[She was emotional, even more so than usual. Once Elijah was sure that he had her attention, he continued:]

The vampires here have a method of imprisoning witches that prevents them from using magic, thus rendering them utterly powerless. At first, they took only the witches who were a clear threat. Those who practice black magic. But then they became greedy and captured every witch they could find, intending to keep them as prisoners for the rest of their natural lives, to be fed upon as and when their captors pleased.

[He paused, wrinkling his nose in distaste.]

I came here believing that I had discovered a way to put an end to those witches who practice the dark arts, by working with these vampires. If I had known that innocents like yourself would also be taken prisoner, I would not have helped them. Rest assured that the former lord of this castle is no longer in possession of his head.

Calm down? How can I? [She said plainly. She was seething with anger, and despair for any of her brethren that might have been hurt during the evenings proceedings.]

[She listened, her heart breaking a bit with each word. It was bad enough that they were doing this to the dark witches, but then to get greedy? People she cared for could have been hurt, could have been killed. Hearing that they were to be used as cattle. It just made Mina sick to her stomach.]

How long have they been in practice? How long have they been kidnapping my kind to use as cattle, Elijah? [He voice was so calm, it was too calm.]

[He had seen Mina's fraying emotions many times; she was a highly strung woman. So he was not reassured when she appeared to calm down. Not when she was asking questions like that.]

Several months. Perhaps a little over a year since the first witch was captured.

[He couldn't quite meet her eyes as he replied.]

[She wasn't so much highly strung as she was passionate. She lived life to the fullest, and didn't hold back her emotions. But right now? She was sick to her stomach, and angry beyond any anger she had ever felt before this moment.

She is like a stone statue now. Not letting her emotions seep out at any cost, she is hyper focused, and on edge. His voice is meant to be soothing, but the words that he is saying are far, far, far away from being at all comforting at a time like this.]

I see. [Was all she said as she moved to grab the glass of juice that had been brought up with her food. Taking a slow, deep pull from it. She puts the glass down gently. All her rage, and anger can be seen in her eyes though, they are hyper focused, and blazing. It was as if someone set a fire behind her eyes. What topped it for her was the way he couldn't meet her eyes at all when he spoke to her.]

You may leave. I must see to getting dressed, and leaving. [It was all she could manage to say to him right at that time.]

[He felt that anger almost physically, as if her gaze was a fire burning so hot that he couldn't go near it. Her dismissal was curt, but not undeserved. Elijah didn't object. He nodded, pausing for a moment. But there was nothing else he could add, and so he turned around and exited the room, closing the door behind him.]

[She was quick to dress, and move toward the door. She wondered if she would ever see Elijah again, but a large part of her was completely upset with how things went down, and the fact that he was even involved in it.

She left her room, and made it down the stairs, but she didn't know how to get out of the place she was staying in currently. She needed to find someone that could help her to leave. So, she moved more inside the place, looking for a servant or someone that could help her?]

[Not interested in 6 at all and please ask about the others.]

[Not interested in 1. Peter would be livestock or resistance. Prose preferred, am slow posting-backtag heavy]

Edited 2014-11-24 00:05 (UTC)

(livestock. if it takes a shippy or smutty route, then m/m, please. otherwise, ota.)

[Mostly #2, though others might work with a resistance fighters plot. Arioch might agree to free humans if it means more free range children. Otherwise, she wants to eat your character.]

_{[Either pet, Resistance or livestock.]}

So how about becoming the pet to the vampire king responsible for bringing humanity to their knees?

Sounds like fun. Feel like a bitey, unwilling pet?

[Duzell saw himself as a very reasonable ruler. The original plan had been to wipe out all humans, but it had just gotten so tedious after a while and finding another source of food would also be far too bothersome. Capturing the humans and using them to whatever that needed to be done was so much more easy. Not to talk about that it was so much more easy to feed now that hunting wasn't needed and erasing peoples memories wasn't necessary. In time humans would be as tame as wolfs had been when they became dogs.

Naturally as the leader of all vampires a lot of nobles brought him gifts. Not that he really needed them. He wanted something that could amuse him like the war had, but that wasn't easy to find.

But the gift of one lord seemed at least somewhat promising. A free choice of his treasured slaves, humans taken from all over the world, mixed ages and genders.He had his own slaves that existed for feeding only. And while this group seemed about as interesting as any other flock of humans, one individual caught his blood-red gaze.]

Him. I want him.

[Duzell pointed straight to the only human in the group tied up and gagged. Probably still being trained and rebellious. Something that sounded like it could be fun to him.]

[ooc: Bring on all the unwillingness!]

_{[His teeth were worrying away at the fabric of the gag, the cloth frayed by sharpened incisors. He was snarling through it, and looked like he would snap at any hand that came near him. He only stopped when Duzell's attention turned to him, and his eyes narrowed. At a distance, they only seemed to be a peculiar shade of brown, reflected by the warm tan of his skin. His hair was tossed haphazard over his brow, and he looked like he'd been resisting everything, up to and including a bath before he was brought to be shown.

When he was pulled upright by the cuffs holding his hands behind his back, he hissed quietly and tried to headbutt his former owner, until he was pushed forward. His feet were bare on the cold floor, and his dress was fairly minimal, thin tunic and cotton pants that barely seemed to want to stay on his narrow hips.

He lowered himself into a defensive position and eyed Duzell, his lips curled back from his teeth. The lord holding him up cleared his throat, clearly irritable and sporting a bandage around one of his hands.]}

Good luck with this one, it decided it would be prudent to bite three of my boys when it was brought in.

[Duzell smirked. That sounded just perfect. A human with spirit that wasn't afraid to show it, not even towards him. Finally something to do beside amusing all of these noble lords and ladies all of the time. So incredible boring.]

I just hope your were cautious enough to not let him get any of your blood in his system. Considering that it will act as steroids for a human.

[The tone he used suggested that e talked to a young child that did not understand why it was a bad idea to play with fire. The lord might be one of his subjects, but he could mock him anyway. It wasn't like he had the power to do anything about it.

Reaching out, Duzell grabbed the human's jaw and pulled him in closer, staring into his eyes, smirk growing. Oh, there was a fire in those eyes. A wild, hot burning fire.]

_{[He let out a snorting growl when he was touched and wrenched his head away, stumbling some in the process. He was nearly allowed to fall for his impudence. But the lord paid attention to him rather than the teasing, and slapped him across the face for daring to be such a snot to either of them.]}

Forgive him, he was apparently raised by wolves.

That only makes him more interesting. I accept your gift.

[Duzell rose from his throne and grabbed the human's arm with one strong hand. This time it wouldn't be so easy to pull away. With his strong grip, he started to lead the slave out of the throne room.]

If you wish to stay a guest room will be prepared for you and my servants will help to find good lodging for your pets.

[That was the last he said to the lord before leaving the room with his own pet. The boy could struggle all he wanted, but he would not be able to get lose.]

_{[He stumbled as he was dragged out and nearly lost his footing, but he managed to stay upright and try to pull away again. He jerked downward and ducked to one side, starting to run, until he was cut off by guards holding prods with arcs of electricity jumping between the prongs.]}

Fncgh...

[It didn't really bother Duzell the the human slipped from his grip. He knew how heavy guarded the castle was. He just calmly walked after the boy and once he had caught up to him, he gripped his arm again. This time with an iron-grip that threatened to break bone.]

You should learn to behave.

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the people farm

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Peter Quill || Guardians of the Galaxy MCU

Alois Trancy | Kuroshitsuji II

Michiru Kaiou | Sailor Moon

Arioch | Drakengard

Karkat Vantas (humanstuck) | Homestuck | OTA

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