Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: Blood Lust

they all hissed softly, jerking back as he spun, Daemon hissing furiously as he was kicked, stumbling backwards and falling on his ass clutching his groin, curling up and looking like he was in the greatest agony, Rory had gotten lucky with that and they all knew it...but that didn't make it any less humiliating for Daemon, or any less amusing to Terrance who pointed at his brother and laughed, Methuselah scowling as he hissed furiously, dropping his fangs as he unleashed the inhuman noise at Rory, but they didn't attacked him, they knew better. while crosses and bibles did not work, Holy water did. even vampires did not understand it, though Methuselah had his theories. Fucking goddamn bitch. Daemon hissed still clutching himself, Terrance snickering again as he watched his brother getting to all fours, struggling to get back to a standing position, Methuselah unable to help but lift a corner of his lip in a smile. i have to admit. you have balls for a human. shut up Meth! Daemon growled at the pun, Terrance laughing again as the two standing brothers stalked around Rory, watching him closley as Terrance reached down and hauled his brother back to his feet, the youngest wincing, but standing on his own now that he was up. your going to pay for that you son of a bitch. he hissed, watching the human closley Methuselah clicking his tongue lightly. language Daemon. they surrounded him again, eying the blades with wary eyes, clearly hesitant, it wouldn't kill them, but it would hurt like a bitch and the burns would take days to heal even with fresh blood. Drop the knives human. you might have gotten a lucky shot at my dear brother, but you won't survive a fight. sure he will. Terrance stated smirking viciously. but he can't kill us, he doesn't know how. no one knows how. and we'll just find you. again, and again. we'll kill everyone you talk to. everyone you look at. do you want that sort of blood on your hands? you should have run when you had the chance. we gave you the chance. they where all talking now, randomly switching from brother to brother until Rory couldn't be certain who was talking. we're going to make an example of you. Hunters won't dare come after us once we've finished with you. we'll even video tape it, send it to all your little hunter freinds. and laugh when they try to get revenge. and simply make examples of them as well.
Thread: Blood Lust

So Daemon was the one who seemed to be less skilled than the others. He noted that and filed it away in his mind for later use. Rory hadn't seriously thought he could take any of them out easily but his actions had been a test to see how good their reflexes were. If he had to go after one, he decided it would be Daemon. Even if the other two managed to subdue him, if he could just take out one of their numbers, the rest of the hunters would have a better shot. Of course he couldn't let the vampires know his plan or else it would be easier for them to lay a trap of their own. He had to approach this very carefully in order for it to work. It seemed as if Daemon got riled up easily and he could use that to his advantage later on. Now all he had to do was figure out how he wanted to continue. It appeared as if they had already realized the blades were doused in holy water. A shame, it would have been nice to see their faces when the blade nicked their flesh. Rory ignored their words and darted forward once more, this time slashing out with his knives in a deadly way that only those with skill were able to do. To the casual observer and probably to the vampires themselves, he looked as if he was trying to hurt all three of them which wouldn't be unexpected. But in truth, he only sought to inflict wounds on Daemon and extended more energy to try and nick him than he did on the others. He knew eventually one of them would most likely intercept him in the middle of a move but until that time came he would do his best to fight against them. It was all he could do. The blond wasn't the sort of man who gave up easily. Not even if he was captured by vampires. Rory wanted revenge on the undead race and nothing would stop him on his path to get there. But in the back of his mind he wondered what would happen if he did manage to take out Daemon. He was fairly certain it would be impossible to also eliminate Terrance and Methuselah and he would be giving up his own life if he managed to kill Daemon. But the elder two vampire were supposedly more powerful than the youngest one, so would taking out Daemon really do the world much good? There would still be the remaining brothers there. Perhaps he should focus his attention on Terrance instead? No, he didn't think he could do it alone and it was too late to call for help from another hunter.
Thread: Blood Lust

in all honesty the only reason why Daemon had gotten a hit at all, was because Daemon hadn't been paying attention. a lucky blow, but they figured that Rory was assuming that they where just weak, they assumed that he would focus his attentions on the weakest brother, who was Daemon yes, but certainly not week enough to be killed bu holy water. after all, he had gotten his head lopped off once, a bit of holy-water was nothing more than an annoying little singe. they all three hissed at him at once, baring long fangs as they circled him, their eyes narrowed, already planning their next trap. what no one ever realized...was that the three brothers, where often in each others heads. they snarled when the blades started to strike, hissing in pain and flinching every time the blade struck, letting the holy water singe their skin instead of using their mortal blood to heal it right away, Rory would no doubt notice that Holy water was affecting them just the same as regular vampires. they figured it would lead him into thinking that they where simply strong vampires, lucky perhaps. they pulled away, burns and cuts all over, snarling viciously as they stared at him, the two eldest hissing furiously, Daemon panting softly as he studied the human before him with rage in his eyes. both the vampires and the hunter where setting up their own traps, but who would win, the vampire, or the hunter? why do you hunt us so human? Methuselah suddenly demanded. why hate us so? we have never killed a human that did not first try to kill us. this was true, all the vampires victims had been left alive, though with a bit of blood missing it wasn't even enough to put the humans at risk. and they where well known for feeding on scumbags, rapists, drug dealers, the likes. unfortunately they where also known for BEING scumbags, rapists, kidnappers, Terrance was often seen by hunters gathering intelligent selling drugs and cigarettes to minors. they where anything but innocent as they seamed to beleive, but then, where they any worse than most humans? is it our fault how we where born? Methuselah continued. should we not also have the right to live, as everything else is? they where buying for time it almost seamed like. why cannot we live in peace, when we do not harm? harm, like rape wasn't harming someone. had Rory not known all of that though, he might have bought into their pitiful story.
Thread: Blood Lust

Holy water wouldn't kill vampires, it would only harm them. He knew that and wasn't under the impression it would make much of a difference in the long run. But he could use it to distract at times and stealing one second was enough to try and attack. It was better than trying to do so without a distraction and the odds for succeeding weren't as bad too. Rory watched the vampires and narrowed his eyes at them. He couldn't tell if they were actually hurt or if they were just playing around with him. They weren't average after all and he was fairly certain it wasn't just luck either. Why else would they be at the top of the hunter list? A vampire only got there if they were a menace to the population or had done some unspeakable deeds. He had to be careful or everything would fall apart. The rage in Daemon's eyes didn't seem fake though and Rory decided he could use that against them. You want to kill me, don't you? Why aren't you then? Am I too much for a little vampire like you to handle? He taunted, letting his jade eyes fix on Daemon and a smirk came to his lips. Your brothers could take me out in an instant but you... you're too weak to accomplish such a feat. Yes, you're more powerful than most vampires but compared to your brothers you're nothing. Rory stated as if it was a fact and glanced over at the other two. He frowned when Methuselah spoke and raised a brow at the vampire's words. Seriously? If you've never killed or harmed humans then there is no reason for you to be at the top of the hunter list. Try a better lie if you want to rope me in. He didn't care if they killed only the bad eggs in the basket, as far as he was concerned all vampires should die. I have my reasons. Rory told Methuselah when asked why he hunted and hated them. He wasn't about to tell his enemy what drove him to kill them all. The hunter could have made another attack but he was waiting now to see if Daemon would lose his temper. If the vampire didn't give in to his impulses, Rory would take the next step. After all, he was stronger and faster than a normal human but he wasn't like a vampire. He got tired eventually and if that happened while he was still fighting he would lose more quickly. Not something he wanted to think about. The blond couldn't lose when he was so close to these bloodthirsty beasts. Not now, not ever. He would triumph.
Thread: Blood Lust

right before his eyes the burns started to vanish, most vampires could not heal holy water burns, they stuck around for days, sometimes weeks, if they where doused vampires could be bedridden and agony filled for months while their skin regrew slowly over their muscles and bones. no they where not average at all, not in the least bit. we do not like to kill. Methuselah stated simply his eyes narrowed as he set his hands on Daemon, who furiously slid his glasses back up his nose. be bared long fangs at Daemon, letting out a flesh raising hiss, glancing at his brothers, both of them pausing, then Methuselah nodded. do not kill him Daemon. he warned. we need him alive. yes Brother. Daemon hissed, advancing on Rory with fury filled eyes, stalking around the other slowly, like a cat toying with a mouse. do you want to know why we are at the top of the hunter list human? Daemon demanded suddenly, a wicked smirk on his face, eyes blazing with hatred. it's because when i was ten, hunters came, and slaughtered our entire clan. three hundred and fifty two Vampires, women, children, even babies in the cradle. he spat that last part hatefully. new born babes, and infants unborn where slaughtered in front of out very eyes, for no reason other than they had been born as vampires. the two brothers watched the third with stony silence, though they where tense. they clearly didn't like the story. Methuselah was angry, they killed our family, so...we killed them, every last one of the hunters in our home died for what they did to our family! it seamed that Rory wasn't the only one with a personal vendetta. for centuries the hunters have tried to kill us, simply because of what we are! he was still circling the other, hate in his eyes, the same need for revenge shining in those purple orbs that shone in Rory's. and now i have a chance to make one pay, SUFFER HUNTER! he roared, leaping at Rory with the grace of a leaping leopard, flashing from a few feet away to right behind Rory, slamming the heal of his palm into Rory's back, with enough fore to leave a damn good bruise, and a constant ache during the fight. i should slaughter all of you hunters, like you did to my family! he was suddenly in front of Rory, tipping the others face up with his fingers. but i don't.' he hissed, the rage starting to recede. because i am not a monster like you. not to say we don't do bad things. Methuselah admitted simply. but it's no worse than any other cockroach Human who stalks the planet, killing every inch of earth it sets foot on. Terrance stated simply. you just think were worse because we suck blood to survive. but isn't that our right? Methuselah asked. is it not our right to survive? whether the story was true or not, no one would know, any records had been lost to time, or burned to hide the truth, but it was clear, that now..they where fucking with Rory's head. congrats on your first ten posts!
Thread: Blood Lust

Well that wasn't good. He hadn't thought the vampires would heal quite as fast as that. But at least he knew it worked temporarily on them which was something to remember. Rory made a face when Methuselah managed to calm Daemon down a bit and quickly thought of an alternative plot. Why did these vampires need him alive? It didn't make sense and he frowned thinking about it. For a moment, Rory wavered as he heard the story that fell from Daemon's lips. Yes, he saw the similarity in their stories but he also didn't know if the bloodsucker was telling the truth or not. Even if he was, he seriously couldn't expect him to believe ALL the vampires mentioned had been innocent. If that had been true, there would not have been a need for hunters in the first place. No, they were simply messing with his head. That was all. Vampires had used tricks like this before and Rory wasn't going to fall for this. Regardless of what you said, vampires were the ones who started the bloodbath by taking human life. They must be brought to justice and as they are more powerful than humans, locking them up in prison is impossible. The only way to make them pay is by killing them. Rory told Daemon, a glint in his eyes. He almost dared the other male to argue with him. Sure there might be some good apples in the barrel but in a barrel filled with rotten ones those sort of people get lost. It's the majority that counts. Rory reminded Daemon and blinked when the vampire disappeared. Most likely the bloodsucker would reappear behind him. Why? It was the best possible spot to fight a hunter since it was in their blind spot. He only barely managed to turn around before Daemon slammed his palm forward. But he wasn't fast enough to avoid a direct hit and the force of the blow sent him flying backward. Instead of being hit in the back, Daemon's palm had connected with his side but it wasn't too bad. No broken bones at any rate which was all that mattered right now. Rory grimaced as the vampire tipped his face up with his fingers and glared at the other male. You shouldn't have been born at all! The blond exclaimed, jade eyes on fire as he jerked his head away from Daemon's fingers. He attempted to use his leg sweep technique once more to gain enough room to dash off, hoping it would work to buy him some time. If it didn't, he would be in a bad situation since he was currently on the ground at their feet.
Thread: Blood Lust

they all laughed at Rory's backwards reasoning. in that instance, we should kill all humans. Methuselah stated simply. by that reasoning, that since most humans cheat, lie, murder, steal, beat each other, hate things that are strange or different, beat their children, rape each other, by truth shouldn't they all die, because, as you claim, there might be a few good apples in the barrel, but in a barrel full of rotten ones, the good ones are lost. Terrance laughed a little looking amused. by you reasoning, the only way to make Hunters pay, is by killing them. so, tell me Rory, should we simply kill you? after all, it's the majority that counts. Daemon hissed softly, his eyes glittering with Malice and hate as he jumped over the leg sweep, driving forward, quick as a snake, sinking his fangs into the humans neck, once, twice, thrice, each drive of the fangs releasing a nerve toxin that would cause Rory to go limp. not right away perhaps, but it was clear to all three of them that Rory had lost, Daemon was standing over Rory now, pinning him to the ground. i should simply kill you. he hissed softly. what right do you have, to say that i should never have been born. what right do you have to say that twelve children, who knew nothing of the world should have died simply because of what they where. he licked along the others neck, healing the wounds. but that would be sinking myself to your level. the three brothers chuckled a little as they circled around Rory their eyes narrowed as they watched him closley, looking puzzled then. pick him up. Methuselah finally ordered once they where certain the paralyzing venom was working, having cut off any attempts he might have made at escaping by pinning him onto his belly, a foot on his back, holding him down as effortlessly as a baby. two hands grabbed him, lifting him up bridal style, Terrance, not Daemon, lucky break, and the Vampire was even kind enough to support the humans head. though he was wearing a shit eating grin. this is going to be fun. you will regret coming after us hunter. Daemon hissed in the others ear, smirking a little. suffer greatly. sorry about the GodModding, XP i don't normally be all powerful liek that, but their sort of supposed to be XP
Thread: Blood Lust

Things were getting a bit confusing for Rory and he blinked, trying to come to terms with what he had just said. No, why was he even thinking about something like that when it was a vampire on the other end? Before he could recover, the hunter felt fangs pierce through his skin and he yelled out in surprise and pain. Earlier, before he had called out into that alleyway, he had drunk an entire bottle of holy water that had been mixed with the herb vervain. The holy water had been to provide a distraction to the vampire biting him so he could get away intact while the vervain had been to ensure he wasn't mind-controlled by the undead creatures. But he hadn't thought it would hurt so much. Rory clamped a hand to his neck as Daemon withdrew and tried to back away from the others. For some reason, it seemed as if they were waiting for something to happen and he didn't like it. Unfortunately, the toxin started to work a few minutes later and he felt his legs give out from under him. Fuck, he hadn't known vampires could release toxins from their fangs into a human's body, had they not known? Apparently, since Daemon hadn't tried to drink his blood and had only used his fangs, the holy water he had consumed was useless. Not to mention the fact that it would be out of his system the following day if he didn't consume more. Rory tried to resist when Methuselah ordered that he be picked up but was unable to do much to fight back. Well this was certainly turning out to be a complete nightmare. He tried to take back control of his limbs but was unsuccessful.
Thread: Blood Lust

they laughed at his pathetic attempts to struggle and in an instant darkness swirled around Rory's vision, as if he had fallen unconscious, or maybe been knocked out, and then he could see again. they had 'shadow leaped' a very common Vampiric gift, where a vampire would swaddle themselves in shadows, and travel through them to another location, it was one of the reasons why vampires where such a pain in the ass to track. they had moved into a large room, full of blacks and reds, a huge oak four poster bed lay off to one side, a bathroom through a doorway...but the scariest thing was the line of tools spread across one of the tables, in an instant it was obvious what they intended to do to him. there where knives, dildos, gags, ropes, branders, anal plugs, feathers, needles, everything you could think of in a torture or sexual way. they where going to rape him, and it looked like they where going to do so violently. Tie him up. Methuselah ordered as Terrance dumped the limp hunter on the bed. and hurry up, the Toxin will not work long. Daemon growled, rubbing his fangs. the fucker has Holy Water in him. so the bites had hurt the Vampire, who's fangs where still smoking. we should just kill the fucker. Daemon growled, glaring furiously at Rory, Terrance laughing as he flipped the man onto his belly, tying his hands tightly behind his back, grabbing a blindfold and settling it over the others eyes, cutting off his vision, grabbing a ball gag and shoving it into the hunters mouth as well, cutting off his ability to protest anything, his body started to work once more. the holy water fighting off the effects of the toxin in his body. too late now however, as the Vampire above him started ripping his clothes apart, simply tearing it apart, laughing darkly. he's pretty cute all naked and helpless. Terrance admitted, snickering darkly once they had Rory completely naked. do you have the camera Methuselah? yes, everything will be recorded. do you hear that? Terrances lips against Rory's ear. everyone is going to see us rape you, break you, and finally own you. he hissed softly. we'll have you screaming, and then you will moan for us, beg us. want us more and more. a hand trailed along the others body, starting at the belly and working it's way up, tweaking the nipple, Rory's body suddenly perfectly capable of movement as the holy water broke free of the Toxin, freeing Rory completely. you will be ours, and then, when the holy water is out of your system, we will drain, you, dry.
Thread: Blood Lust

He was probably going to die. Of course he knew the day would come eventually but he hadn't expected it to be today. Hunters rarely lived for long, no matter how skilled or motivated they might be. There was only so much one could do if their body was paralyzed. But what was worse about this particular scenario was that he was still conscious, just unable to move his muscles. Rory could do nothing as he was 'shadow leaped' to what he could only assume was their castle. A bead of sweat appeared on his forehead upon seeing the huge bed and the table full of tools nearby. Were they going to torture him first before they killed him? Rory tried to make his muscles move but was only partially successful. It wasn't enough to fight back against these monsters. Fuck, this wasn't good. Rory managed to get out an almost inaudible whimper as his mouth was pried open and a ball gag was forced in. He felt Terrance flip him over onto his stomach and then his wrists were tied tightly behind his back. A second later, a blindfold cut off his vision and the world went dark. Shit, what were they doing to him?! He could feel his clothing being torn off and realized rather abruptly that he was probably going to get raped. The hunter's heart skipped a beat at the thought and he started to struggle as control over his muscles returned. He tried to protest but the ball gag effectively muffled any words that tried to get out. Rory stilled upon feeling Terrance's lips against his ear. Fuck you! The hunter screamed into the gag, rocking his body back and forth as he tried to escape. He gasped as Terrance suddenly tweaked one of his nipples and Rory's body betrayed him. Why did it feel so good to have someone do something like that to him? The nipple hardened under Terrance's touch and the hunter cursed the vampires into the gag once more. He tried to kick up at Terrance, hoping to connect with something as he fought against his captors.