WELCOME TO HELL, MOTHER FUCKERS. || Please see the Sign Up thread for information about this role play. || The symphony of the city, one that everyone has at least heard once before, filled the silver threaded ears of a girl as she walked down the cracked and grimy sidewalk that stretched far as she could see. The rackets and thuds of construction not too far away perfectly blended in with the noise from the passing cars, people talking, and an occasional police siren to create a mixture of sound that was either a normal or extremely annoying sound to people. Of course, the girl was used to this chaotic orchestra. After all this city had been her home since the very day she was born. Literally; the hospital she was born in was just a few blocks east of her. As for the girl herself, she appeared as what most would call average. Sure she did have ears like a wolf and a tail that reached about three feet in length, but that was considered the norm now. Monsters and other things thought to only exist in fiction now roamed the earth. Human-Hybrids however were the most accepted among humanity while some other races weren't so welcomed. Racism existed that was more focused on if you were human or not rather than the past way of your skin tone and homeland. Thankfully she was accepted, though in this town she had to be. After all she just so happened to be one of the people second in command of a notorious gang that ruled the streets. Despite being young, she had knowledge and a great skill of being sneaky. She also was considered a "Drowner", a person who corrupts others into the city's ways and makes them become one of the "Drowned." Hell, she was even headed towards one of the bases for the storage of the gang's slaves at the moment to go test out the new shipment of the slaves the lower gang members had either bought or captured by force. It only took her about a half hour to arrive at the base, mainly because of how she was walking quite slow. It was a fairly large warehouse just out side of the main city limits that had been abandoned for as long as she could remember. Who ever owned the land, if anyone, must've forgotten about the place and let it rot without anyone touching it. Cracks were noticeable along the concrete walls, weeds crawled out from under what remain of the apparent parking lot, and graffiti was all over the place with most of the drawings either being cuss words like "Shit" and "Fuck" or the gang's symbol to let other gangs know to fuck off the land. There were several windows that were boarded up with wooden planks, holes in the building that had either large sheets of concrete or more wooden planks covering them up, and two large doors that had the glass painted over with obsidian black paint. The blonde entered the building through one of the loading docks placed on a building in the back. Tall weeds and a cluster of small trees hid the entrance from the view of those that did not know about the building. Once inside, she was greeted quite kindly by a man only a year or two older than herself with skin as dark as chocolate. He pointed a gun at her, out of instinct, as fast as a bolt of lightning. However, he soon lowered the weapon and grinned widely at her. "Well look who finally showed their ass up," he said while opening his arms out for a man hug. Scourge hugged in the quick manor with a pat on the back before speaking, "Wanted to make sure things are safe you know. Anyway where's the fresh batch? Boss asked me to test a few out. Said one could prove interesting to me." "Yeah, yeah. They're out in the top room. One is a returning pet. You know. Sally" Placing the gun in the side of his pants, the man went back to his position by the loading dock. Scourge walked over to a rested bar ladder that lead up into a large room in the next floor up. Once up, she walked through a busted door that lead out into a hallway for the level. Graffiti covered the walls, maybe some blood, and bullet holes spotted the walls. She paced down to the last room that held the slaves. "Well, well, well. This batch should sell fast," she said while looking at the new group of slaves.