Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: Fear Incarnate [Light the Fuse x Risi]

Wait a second, let me get this straight. I just narrowly escaped being a trophy wife, and now you want me to be one out of choice? There has to be a better plan than that! she mocked, throwing her hands up in the air. As the two men looked at her, Violet pretty much realized it was her only choice. Fine, but don't get any ideas mister, she said to Gunnarr, poking his broad chest to enunciate her words. As she finished, she turned and moved back into the bed, tired. They looked at her questioningly, but she just rolled over and faced the opposite direction. A few moments later she was sleep, the events of the day had worn on her heavily. Her pale body tossed and turned as she dreamed the days events had gone differently, that she had actually been ravaged by orcs and was being carried off to their castle. As she smarted off to one, his hand came down to slap her but just before it hit, she screamed and sat straight up in bed. She was clammy and disoriented, attempting to calm herself in a pretty much foreign place. It also didn't help that she still had her corset on, blocking oxygen to her brain at times. When she finally got a hold of herself, she was glad no one came rushing when she screamed. That would have been embarrassing for her, as she was attempting strong now. Looking out the window of the dwelling, she recognized that she had only been asleep for an hour or so but knew the dream wouldn't let her sleep. So, she rose from the bed and went to explore the lodging of her new 'husband'.
Thread: Fear Incarnate [Light the Fuse x Risi]

Gunnarr and Volkvardr both gave a sigh. They had left the lodging, going out to the square to discuss the situation a tad more. That included a few drinks at the tavern and various games of arm-wrestling. Boasting of brave deeds, etc etc. Though these acts were common, a similarity of north and south, the endings were quite different. Very different indeed. Cheers and hollers of more could be heard from the vigorous crowd of fur clad-folk. Hit him in the face, Break his back! Various words of encouraging violence could be heard as the shirtless pair began throwing punches. A tall, burly looking fella by the name of Loki, a raven mane of hair and a mesh of hair on his chest. This particular opponent faced everyone's favorite, Gunnarr. Sweat and bruises coated each man, who faced off against each other with an animal-like anger and ferocity. She is mine Gunnarr! Loki would yell with a heavy roar, charging the blond with his fist aimed for the man's face. Gunnarr's own form was focused, anticipating his attack. On my death bed! Gunnarr roared back as he latched on to Loki's arm. He swung the heathen with incredible strength, smashing the ogre of a man into a nearby stall, creating a shattering echo through the village streets. Volkvardr was nearby, cheering on the young Gunnarr. Show him how real Volkan fight! He said with a rather proud smirk.
Thread: Fear Incarnate [Light the Fuse x Risi]

When Violet didn't find the man within the confinds of his home, she pulled a fur over her and went outside. She wasn't exactly sure if it was deemed safe, but she didn't want to be locked in there forever. The fur did not hide her figure, and she regretted that once she entered the tavern where she had heard the god awful crack coming from as she had been wandering the village. She pulled the hood up from the fur, hoping it would disguise her at least in a little amount. She found a familiar face, friendly or not, as Volkvardr cheered Gunnarr on. Vie watched as the two men tossed each other about as she headed towards the man who had helped safe her life, for the second time. What is this? she asked as she slinked up beside him softly. Things like this happened in brothels, obviously places she wasn't allowed into, back in the south but she had never seen one. But if she had she would have known how different this was than a few whiny men throwing a punch at eachother.
Thread: Fear Incarnate [Light the Fuse x Risi]

Volkvardr was rather surprised to see the lass again, after having such an eventful time earlier. The elder Volkan slowly backed up, easing her back with his arm. A little test of mettle, over you. He said with a slight chuckle, peering over a nearby villager to see Loki plant a painful one into Gunnarr's chest. Loki saw you earlier today, and challenged Gunnarr for trophy rights. He said rather calmly. He knelt a tad beside her, whispering. No worries, Gunnarr is my best student. He said, patting her on the head. Die! Loki yelled out as he tossed a bar tool at Gunnarr's head. The blond barely dodged it, ignoring the shattering of wood as he eyed the hairy chest male, narrowing his gaze. Go for the kill Gunnarr! Volkvardr shouted, raising his fist in the air. Like some sort of magic phrase, Gunnarr gritted his teeth and charged the man's chest, pinning him to the oak wall. Loki, taken back by the painful collision, barely was able to see Loki's fist. Constant, unrelenting punches. Blood was splattering from Loki's lips as Gunnarr held him to the wood, his coiled fist bashing in the man's face. Splinters of tooth sprayed from the man's mouth, his face bulging with bruise and interior bleeding. Until finally, Gunnarr unleashed a violent roar, rearing his fist back one more time. Everyone heard it, and even Volkvardr knew to cover the poor girl's ears as it hit. A massive crack, indicting Gunnarr had broken the man's skull from the merciless power. Gunnarr stopped, lowering his blood-drenched fist, looking at the opponent. He released his grip, and let the poor fool fall to the ground, blood spilling from a massive crack in the man's skull. It's best to look away, Volkvardr said, moving in front of her. The crowd enough was to keep her gaze from the incident, but he didn't want her running fourth into it. Gunnarr would emerge from the crowd, standing beside them, as the rest merely laughed. Loki was a tough bastard, but Gunnarr was tougher! One commented, smirking. Who the hell is gonna clean this up?! Shouted the bartender, sighing in annoyance. The third fight this week, damn! He barked, slamming his fist on the counter.
Thread: Fear Incarnate [Light the Fuse x Risi]

At first she had found it interesting, but now she looked upon Gunnarr with fear. Yes, he had fought for the rights to have her, but she could not bare the thought of him killing that man. She half way expected for him to lift her over his shoulders like a sack of potatos and carry her back to his home just to please the crowd. Though she had not actually seen the final blow or the aftermath, thanks to Volkvardr, Gunnarr was covered in blood as he approched the two. The sight of the still warm blood put her in physical pain, nearly to the point of being sick. Turning away from him, she attempted somehow to get away from the fightful man. It didn't seem like the male who had said he would protect her earlier, this was a harsher, angrier man even if he had been keeping up his end of the bargain. She couldn't believe the brutalilty of thier kind. How they laughed it off as a man layed bleeding in the main tavern of their city. She couldn't even bare to look at him, or some of the laughing people there. Nearly running, she left the tavern as quickly as she could, craving the dark peacefulness of sleep that came occasionally.
Thread: Fear Incarnate [Light the Fuse x Risi]

Gunnarr was smiling to Volkvardr, but was taken back as Violet had ran off like a bat out of hell, rather in shock from her reaction. Wha- Volkvardr placed his hand on the lad's shoulder, shaking his head. She's a princess, the violence she knows is stubbing her toe Gunnarr. He had said with a sigh. Gunnarr nodded, looking at his hands. This was a way of life for Gunnarr, fight to survive and for what you want. Should I go after her? He said, scratching the back of his neck. Volkvardr shook his head, gesturing to the body. You gotta clean that up, besides she needs to go relax, she probably thinks you're an orc now. Volkvardr joked, nudging Gunnarr. No, orcs don't bathe! He protested with a smile, still slightly worried. She knows to go to the house, right? He'd ask, grabbing a towel off the counter. She's a princess, not an idiot, with the orcs out here she knows to stay here. He muttered, getting a pint.
Thread: Fear Incarnate [Light the Fuse x Risi]

By the time she reached Gunnarr's home she was shaking with cold. It was unbareable here for her. Had there not been the threat of orcs, she would have been on her way back to her father, resulting in him selling her or not. She pulled the covers over her, and over the fur and clothing she was wering still. Vie wasn't sure if it was actually the cold or the fear that had her shaking. Perhaps a combination of both. Perhaps it is the blood on them, rather than in them that keeps them so warm, she thought discrimnatingly as she closed her eyes and rolled away from the lingering light of day. To be strong here, she felt she needed to be a barbarian, and as she thought this she heard footsteps that would fit the size of Gunnarr quite well. Violet pretended to be asleep, hoping that if he did feel the need to wake her, he would at least be clean. Her one give away though was that her body still shook, and she couldn't control it so she hated every moment of it more.
Thread: Fear Incarnate [Light the Fuse x Risi]

Volkvardr had left the tavern early, leaving Gunnarr and the others to clean up the mess. He took it upon himself to visit Violet, to explain the occurrence. Her reaction was not too foreign to them, not at all. Even children who witnessed fights, to see who their new father would be, shriveled with fear. As he found the young Violet huddled in the bed. He would of figured her to be asleep, if it wasn't for her shaking. The elder Volkan sat down on the bed beside her, giving a rather soft-toned sigh. I'm sorry you had to see that, but it is natural around here. He muttered, stroking his beard. Once we clear the roads, you can return home if you truly wish it. Volkvardr stated, looking her over briefly.
Thread: Fear Incarnate [Light the Fuse x Risi]

How is that natural? she exclaimed, sitting up and facing him severely. She was outraged at the lack of human decency within this area. It was one thing to fight amongst men, but to kill? It was unnecessary in her eyes. But, it was part of their tradition. The mention of the return home made her wince, I don't want to return there, but I am fearful to stay here. She grimaced and took a deep breath, her anger had returned. Let me guess, he's out drinking now too? So was that your list of things to do today? Kill some creatures, capture a trophy wife, kill a man, then drink it off? She shook her head, instantly regretting what she had said. I'm sorry, thats not what I meant. She paused and looked to the man, I just don't understand, and I'm not sure I want to. She pressed a hand to her forehead and leaned back into the bed. Violet was obviously distressed, and the random thought of her living with Gunnarr for the rest of her life, him bringing home bloody pelts for her to wash, made it worse.
Thread: Head of the Hosehold (Cerberus and DeadlyLust)

The day had come that Eric had feared. He knew it would happen but he thought that he would of had more time to acquire the funds but they wanted their money and would get it anyway. They had come and taken his wife and daughter away. He had an idea of what was going to happen and was almost glad that his son was out at his friend's house and not at home to see this all go down. He only knew that all ready someone had paid the debt and that the family now belonged to him. but who was it that took his family away from him. It would be wise of you to leave, You may not be too pleased when the boss returns and what he has in store for your family. Eric took one last look at the house before he turned away and walked out down the street into the night. Finally he's gone, step one is complete, remove the competition and take what is now rightfully mine. Janus laughed abit. His father was a fool and he was the smart one, biding his time and saving up his money, doing odd jobs and getting connections before learning about his father's gambling debt and and how much he owed. With his connections he was able to buy it off and take control. Yet he knew his mother and sisters didn't know who was now their owner, only that it had happened. Time to make them mine. Janus looked at his best friend Abel and nodded. as was the deal, My mother now belongs to you, My sisters are mine but you can use them as well and with this we'll be able to rack up alot of money on them I bet.
Thread: Looking for Women

Come on this is my first day....somebody post SOMETHING.
Thread: Looking for Women

Don't worry about it! People here love to rp and you've already posted a character for a group rp. I'm sure you'll have a great time, just be patient!
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male I'd be up for a college studentteacher relationship. Would this be a mutual thing or is there a seduction going on?
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Bump.
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male BUMP!
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated wPlots New plots available!
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated wPlots I'm interested in the werewolf X human plot and if it doesn't bother you to much I'd like to do it in PM's.
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated wPlots Updated!
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated wPlots Bump!
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated wPlots Bumpage!
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated wPlots Pming
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated wPlots BUMPPPPPAGE!
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated wPlots Buuuump
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated wPlots bump!
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated wPlots BUMP!
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated 2.26.11 wPlots BUMP! Someone wanna entertain me?
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated 2.26.11 wPlots Bumpity
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated 2.26.11 wPlots BUMPITY!
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated 2.26.11 wPlots UPDATE!
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated 2.26.11 wPlots Hey, I am new to this site, but not new to roleplaying. I noticed you are looking for more of a story based idea versus just sex. I was wondering if you were looking for just romance, or if you had considered maybe a little actionadventure as well. I am a big fan of medieval times and would love to role with you if you are still interested. As for where to play, it is up to you as I am open to post, pm, email or YIM. If you have any ideas with this in mind let me know, or we can work on something totally different.
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated 2.26.11 wPlots I sent you a PM.
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated 2.26.11 wPlots BUMPO!
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated 3.12.11 wPlots Edited points up
Thread: Looking for a Literate Male (Updated 6.5.16 w/New Plots)

RE Looking for a Literate Male Updated 3.13.11 wPlots Updated with pretty colors!
Thread: I've no clever title for this. [Jalora/[FM]

It was a bright, sunny afternoon on the mountain. The sun was shining, reflecting off the brilliant green of the trees and meadow grasses. Birds could be heard singing in the distance, and the occasional shadow of a predatory bird floated over head. The breeze gently brushed through the leaves and grasses, blowing across the face of the young woman hiking through the woods, a calm smile on her face. She was of average height with an athletic figure. Her dark red hair brushed against her chin, cut short to stay out of her way while she was parading herself through the woods. Her bright green eyes surveyed the forest area before her with an expression of deep interest on her face. It was a truly beautiful day. The young woman, known as Caroline, was an avid hiker. Every time she had a day off she drove to the base of the mountains and headed up, backpack packed and compass in hand. She loved it because she always discovered something new. Sometimes she caught sight of a species of a bird she had never seen before. Sometimes she saw a wolf wandering off in the distance, or a deer drinking from a stream. She loved it best when she found a new place she had never been to before, a cave, a stream, a meadow hidden deep within the mountains. It was exciting, new. Caroline happily climbed over a particularly large log and gasped in pleasant surprise, finding another pocket meadow just a hundred or so yards away from the one she just left. There was a small rise where a stream turned into a miniature waterfall, flowing down through the center of the meadow. It was filled with lush wild grasses and occasional clusters of wild flowers. Caroline gasped with glee, surprised to find such a beautiful little pocket. She took off her backpack and pulled out the camera, intent on taking a picture of the beautiful scene.
Thread: I've no clever title for this. [Jalora/[FM]

He had been abandoned there years ago, by a young woman -- his owner. She had taken him on a camping trip. He woke up one day with the ability to have conscious thought, and he happened to graze on some strange plants, in the same very meadow he was standing in now. He developed the strong desire to mate with his owner, and when he did, she was spooked, and she went home without him, leaving him there to fend for himself. He was incredibly lonely. The large black stallion had a strong desire for another human woman, not just to mate with, but to make him feel less frightened and alone. On that bright, sunny day, he was grazing in the same meadow he had been abandoned in, in the shade of some trees, near the stream where he first saw his owner uncovered, and decided he wanted to mate with her. He kept his head low as he munched on the grass, but as he turned his head up, he saw something that surprised him -- a beautiful young human woman, with an figure and hair color that reminded him of his former owner. He watched her, standing in place.
Thread: I've no clever title for this. [Jalora/[FM]

Caroline decided she would camp there for the weekend, seeing that it had everything one would need to survive. She set her back down and took another couple of pictures, pausing when her camera settled upon something she thought she'd never see. A beautiful black horse stood near the edge of the meadow, watching her as she stared at him. She figured it was a wild horse, seeing no riding gear of any sort anywhere near the horse or the meadow. The horse had a long mane and tail, which both contributed to the idea that this was a wild horse. However, the horse wasn't acting like a wild horse. Most other beasts would've turned and run away the moment they saw a human anywhere near them, but this one just stood there, staring at her. Caroline slowly stepped up to the horse, holding her palms out flat in front of her, trying to show that she wasn't dangerous. She had always wanted to own a horse, but while she had the land and the ability to care for one, she had yet to find herself with the time to go to a horse farm or some sort of auction to buy one. This beautiful creature looked like he would make a wonderful addition to her weekly hikes... but why was he out there like that? Or, if he was wild, was she stupid for not running?
Thread: I've no clever title for this. [Jalora/[FM]

She reminded him of his previous owner, the one who abandoned him -- he became aroused by her, as she moved closer to him. His implement reached it's full, massive length, and he was unsure of whether or not this fact would unsettle her or not. His real knowledge of humans was limited, being a horse and all. Her body language as she approached him was reminiscent of how his owner behaved after he mated with her -- he knew that much. The cautiousness, and all. He wanted her to not be worried about him. So, once she was beside him, he reached his head around, and playfully licked the side of her face.
Thread: I've no clever title for this. [Jalora/[FM]

Caroline was able to reach the horse without it bolting or rearing and trying to bite. She reached his side and set her hand on his flank, giggling when the horse licked her cheek. Well, aren't you friendly? I can't imagine how you got out here. She said, then blushed slightly, noticing the horse was fully aroused. Just looking at it caused her body to tingle slightly. Caroline pushed it off, and gave the horse another pat. You poor thing, that must be awfully uncomfortable for you to walk around like that. I wish I had a nice mare for you to mount, you'd produce some beautiful foals. Caroline murmured, softly petting the horse's neck.
Thread: I've no clever title for this. [Jalora/[FM]

He couldn't understand what she was saying. He only knew a few words that were typical for owners to teach their horses -- commands. He felt her petting his neck, and he tried to think of how he could mate with her. He knew that first, he would have to get her clothing off. Lacking prehensile fingers, that would be very hard to accomplish. As he turned his head to look back at her, he saw the stream, where his owner removed her clothes and bathed, giving him the opportunity to mate with her. He slipped past her, walking towards the stream. When he reached it, he bowed his head down and started drinking. He figured she would follow him. And when she did, he would push her in. It wasn't a very bad stream -- it was shallow, lined on the bottom and sides by rocks and sand. It wouldn't sweep you away if you fell in it, or anything.
Thread: I've no clever title for this. [Jalora/[FM]

Caroline watched the horse walk to the stream and drink. She watched it quietly for a few seconds, admiring how lovely it looked wit the sun shining on it. It was truly a beautiful horse, and she couldn't understand how anyone could let such a lovely horse wander about on its own in the wilderness like that. If he was her horse she would've watched over him more carefully. Caroline suddenly found herself angry a the horse's previous owners. It could've been killed by wolves or some other mountain predator, and they just let it wonder about on its own. She shook her head, taking a deep breath and walking over to the horse as it drank by the stream. Caroline rubbed its flank again, a sad yet determined expression on her face. She was not going to let this poor horse stay alone in the forest with all sorts of ways for it to die. She had wanted a horse anyway, and this one was perfect. She smiled at the horse, gently stroking it's mane.