You we’re a slave who was being auctioned off to some people as the grand prize. You sat in your cage, chained down, waiting for the bids Mr Compress was dragged to a human auction by one of the LoV members, despising every moment. Until he laid eyes on you, seeing all the lustful looks, he suddenly felt a strange urge to but you and protect you from them. “5 million!” “20!” “50!” The bids kept getting higher and higher, your face emotionless but hoping that the highest bidder will give you some leniency. Until Mr Compress said “200 million.” The was silence, then the auctioneer shouted “200! Anyone up 250? Going once! Going twice! Sold!” When you got dragged to your new owner you looked up to find he was a young man wearing a strange mask and a top hat. “Release her, I need her to walk.”