(Alright everyone the time has come! We are starting I'll send out a PM to everyone but here is the first post. We will start where the four girls we just taken to Voldemort. I will play more than my character but only in this post to get it moving.)

Makaela moved her fingers slightly the ropes burning into her arms where her t-shirt didnt cover her arms. Glancing over she saw three other girls, their heads hanging like they were stunned. She lowered her head to look like she was stunned. Closing her eyes trying not to cry over the death of her parents she wondered if her friends were alright.
"All four are here my lord" a voice said from behind her.
Makaela blinked my lord if that meant who she thought it meant she and the other three girls were definatly in trouble.
"good good" a cold voice said from somewhere in front of her, "wake them up we might as well get them seperated, Draco! Tom! Jasper! come to the front" he said as she stood up.
The death eaters holding the four girls yelled
"ENNERVATE" and all 'four' of them woke up.
"Welcome ladies to my humble abode!" Voldemort said.
The four girls looked up worriedly and around at each other. Their faces getting more worried when they noticed who each other was.
"NO" Makaela said worriedly.
Voldemort smirked. "Oh dear you just realized who each other was" he said shaking his head slightly. "Alright boys first come first serve chose your wife and go stand next to her, of course after I get first pick"

(Alright I changed a couple things, instead of me dictating who marries whom I have decided that its on a first come first serve basis, you may chose whichever girl you like but Voldemort gets to chose first because well he is of course Voldemort!)

OOC: Ooh! Firsties. Oh, and if you don't like the setting, I can edit, but I thought it would be... evilly appropriates.

Voldemort sat solemnly in the high-backed oak chair that every Headmaster of Hogwarts had occupied for as long as the castle had been a school. He gently massaged the bridge of his nose between his forefinger and thumb as he waited on the new arrivals to be shown in. Finally, a voice announced their entrance.

"Good, good," he said slowly, with great relish. "Wake them up! We might as well get them separated. Draco! Tom! Jasper! Come to the front," he instructed, getting to his feet. He waved her wand over them with hardly a thought and removed the Stunning spell that had been placed on them. He'd had so much practice waking Stunned victims that it was hardly with a second thought.

"Welcome, ladies, to my humble abode," he said sweepingly as he descended the three steps from the old teachers' platform.

His attention was drawn to the one girl who protested. "No?" he asked, faking shock. He grasped the front of her robes and lifted her to her feet, pulling her away from the others and walking in a circle around her. He teased the rope tying her hands together before walking around to the front again. "I'm afraid objections are out of the question, my dear..." he paused for a moment, closing his eyes briefly, and finished in a hissing tone, "Makaela."

He flicked his eyes to the three Death Eaters around him and said in a rough tone and gesturing to the three remaining girls, "Help yourselves, boys."

OOC: Ahh.. exactly where is this RP going? The plot, I mean...?

(no the setting is perfect I was actually depicting if we should use hogwarts myself....the plot is pretty much up to everyone)


Makaela looked up and almost gasped, she probably shouldn't have spoken up. It would have been safer for her to fall into the background and hide. She rubbed her wrists together once more and tried to ignore the burning sensation that was becoming evident. She closed her eyes slightly, her life was going to be different and she was sure she wasn't going to like it. She opened her eyes and glanced back at Natali, Kelleigh and Courtney looking sorry. At least she got the worst of the group hopefully the others would be a little bit safer.

"So,Four people,eh?My dad'll be happy once i marrie!"

Makaela looked back at Courtney, biting her tongue for only a second she gave up and shook her head, "Dont Court please..." she said looking at her. She glanced at the others also and then looked up at Voldemort and stared at him in the eyes. "Whoever picks her will have a handleful trust me Voldemort she's not the easiest to get along with" she said before glancing at Courtney trying to look reproachful, if she could get them to let them go and they could somehow get out of there they could live underground she kept thinking.

Makaela glanced at Courtney, "Court your going to get yourself killed will you puhlease shut your trap, your going to marry a relatively handsome and maybe who knows a slightly nice guy" she saifd turning and glaring at Voldemort. She'd rather die than be married to him, or so she thought.

Makaela shook her head slightly, "Whatever Court" she said slightly smirking, Court would give any guy a run for their money, "Kelleigh? Nat? you guys okay your both oddly silent" she said glancing at her other friends.

Voldemort threw Jasper a disgusting glare simply to let him know that he was not pleased with his disapproval of the situation. He quickly sliced through Mikaela's ropes, using the tip of his wand as a knife, and walked briskly to the Death Eater with malice in his eyes. He placed his wand just under the man's throat and hissed in a fearsome voice, "Marry or don't, Jasper, but the next time you defy me in the presence of others, especially these girls, and you might find to see when I turn your eyeballs inward."

He took a step back and said, in a half-way pleasant tone as though he had not just been threatening him a moment ago, "Regardless, you are well-equipped enough to keep an eye on this one." He gestured to the high-spirited girl with his wand and her ropes fell from her wrists as he turned to look at the girl who had just walked in.

"Oh, Samantha," he said, half-smiling and placing his fingertips together in an arch. "Good of you to join us on this joyous occasion. Now that everyone is here, we can go about the business of sealing the castle off from escapes. He cast several well-practiced spells to keep the girls from Aparrating or even walking off the grounds. Now, only someone with a Dark Mark could enter or exit the castle and surrounding grounds. He turned around swiftly and magicked the ropes from the remaining to girls and spread his arms to indicate the whole of the former Hogwarts castle. "Welcome, my dears, to your new home."

OOC: Actually, in my bio I posted that Voldemort had found a way to look like a human again. (Hence to pic of the very shmexxy Ralph Fiennes. )

Voldemort nodded once in Samantha's direction. He didn't mind that she looked him directly in the face, though once upon a dark time, he would have considered it a death-worthy trespass. She knew where the line between respect and challenge was drawn and always stayed on the safer side of it.

He payed no attention to the loud girl's continued and irritating comments and made no indication that he had even heard her speak. He sniffed the air when her blood hit it and felt his eyes glow a bit of red before he managed to control himself and set his eyes back to dark green. His appearance as his human self was merely a glamour, dependant on his concentration. He shook his head to clear it when he felt his tongue beginning to split and, after a moment, it regained a normal shape again.

He cleared her throat and turned away from Samantha to say, "Make sure their wounds are tended to. He glanced sinistering in Court's direction and said, "We wouldn't want them bleeding all over the stone."

OOC:Sorry... gotta go.

(ok sorry, forgot lol fixed it)

Makaela brought her wrists out to the front of her and rubbed them absently. She glanced back at Voldemort and then looked around again slightly. The girl that was talking to Voldemort was actually had to be slightly older than them and she was talking to his face also. She glanced at the other girls. At least they were in the same castle and they could still see each other. how can it be four am holy cow it was only 8 pm when we got home we must have been out longer than we thought she thought to herself before she turned back to Voldemort seriously tempted to say something sarcastic. In her head she was trying to think of the best worse thing she could say. Although she didnt particularly want to push her luck.

Makaela turned and glanced back at Voldemort once more befoer turning and following the death eater out of the room. "Court how did you hurt yourself this time anyhow?" she asked before turning to the death eater once more "18" she answered simply. At least she now knew what it would be like, their quarters were in the dungeon what else could go wrong.