Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: ATLA rp

Daijin watched with no small amount of awe at Lawan's demonstration a perfomance that made it obvious why she was considered a master. It was a shame that there was one stupid enough to rush her afterwards. Surely he would not feel all too well the next morning. Truth be told, he should consider himself lucky he was alive. Not doubt the now-melted clothing had saved him from the more serious burns, but he was sure to be red for several days at the spot of impact. Seeing that it was unlikely they would attack, he turned to face the remaining group while watching out of the corner of his eye as she turned to address the waterbender. Seems she was asking the usual question, which was all well and good. For now, he should deal with the still pressing threat of having a good dozen assailants still in the vicinity. You all, he declared, raising his sword and point at the rest of the crowd one by one, should flee. You all should rather not with to incur the wrath of a master firebender. The final nail driven into the coffin of their determination, he turned to look down at one of the men he has incapacitated. You, however, he chuckled darkly, are to remain. Kneeling down, he dug a bit of his sword into the ground, resting the weight of his hand on the handle. His other hand reached out to grab the man's collar, lifting him close to Daijin's own face. Now, listen, and listen closely for I shall only ask you once. Daijin's face was set with grim determination, and provided more than enough of the killer intent he had practiced upon other minions of his father. Who sent you, and what are your goals in the Earth Kingdom? Ah yes, no rest for the wicked as they always say. Don't feel too bad, as my post before yours also took some time to post. Also, I'm not sure where to go with this part, as I don't know if grendel wants to fill in what the assailant has to say or if I should just make something up. I'd prefer grendel as this is her story.
Thread: ATLA rp

Dahenahi had managed to hold off the other attackers. She was surprised with the skill shown by her two saviors. The black suited and masked Firebenders quickly retreated, some even kind enough to help haul their fallen comrades from the battle site. Nahi fell to her knees, the water barrier splashing to the ground before she waved it back toward the gourd. The male swordmaster seemed to be interrogating one of the Firebenders that had been left behind. She thought she saw a flicker of recognition in the eyes of the masked bender, but he said nothing as the man shook him. Nahi stumbled to her feet and walked towards the two males. Please, hasn't there been enough violence for one day? She placed her hand on his arm, confident that they could work everything out peacefully. She looked at the bender and reached forward to pull down his mask. Instantly on the offensive, he slapped away her hand and probably would have done worse, if he hadn't been held in Daijin's grasp. Dahenahi smiled, charming and at ease. I expect you're not some brainless lackey, but you're probably not in a great position of power either. Why don't you just tell us who sent you? Why were you attacking these villagers? The man scoffed, what little they could see of his face looked screwed up in disgust. It's of no account to you, Waterbender. You and your kind shall be wiped out soon enough. You all need to learn your place! Bowing at the feet of the Fire Kingdom! Nahi looked thoroughly confused. The man was obviously a raving lunatic. She looked to the other two. Do...either of you know what he's talking about?
Thread: ATLA rp

Daijin scowled at the firebender laying on the ground from his position a few steps away, a position he had taken to give Dahenahi some room. I was afraid he would one of my father's minions. This entire encounter reeks of their involvement. Were they here to work with the Dai Li agents...or something else? This man, Daijin began slowly, considering for a moment how much he could give out without it sounding as if he knew too much, seems to be a minion to that man, the traitor of the Fire Nation. I believe his name to be Daisuke, and his forces to be dangerous. We should turn this one and the others that are still here over to whoever watches over this area. Staring at the firebender with wary thoughts, he'd thought for a moment he'd seen recognition in not only his eyes, but several of the other combantants as well. But that's foolish, as no one should know of who I actually am. To anyone but my father and his closest guard I am nothing but a skilled swordsman of the Fire Nation...and nothing more. Still, he worried over the gleam he saw in some eyes. Taking his eyes of the firebender after he realized he'd been staring for too long, he turned to flash a formal smile at the waterbender as he bowed slightly. I hope you are unharmed miss, he commented. I had encountered Master Lawan here on the outskirts of this grove here, and was thus slow to notice the sounds of what appears to be an ambush. It now occurred to Daijin that he really didn't know anything about what had gone down, other then an overly wrongly proportioned group of firebenders waging combat against a single waterbender. As far as he could tell, before that they were attacking villagers. My name is Daijin. As far as I can tell, you are a good person to aid villagers being attacked, even if the odds are stacked against you. What might your name be?
Thread: Dreamer's Plot Thread [Updated 10/29]

RE Dreamer's Plot Thread Bump for luck!!
Thread: Dreamer's Plot Thread [Updated 10/29]

RE Dreamer's Plot Thread Thank youuu
Thread: Dreamer's Plot Thread [Updated 10/29]

RE Dreamer's Plot Thread Bump to revive this plot, I am itching for a role-play right now.. and I would love to do this one c
Thread: Dreamer's Plot Thread [Updated 10/29]

Updated!
Thread: Ishi's Travels

It was a silent night as John stumbled as he walked across the cool sands of the desert. The night was silent and the air chilled John to the bone as he struggled to keep moving, least he wished to freeze to death out there in the sand. He traveled for days looking for something that a deceased friend of his asked for him to seek in as his dying wish. He said that he left something precious out in the desert in a safe place, and he wished for John to seek it out and to protect it. What it was though he was never told, as his friend died as he was about to tell him. And so there John was, shivering as the temperature was well below freezing and all the clothing he word did nothing but keep him slightly warmed for a little longer. But he continued to move on, never once stopping as he didn't want to fail in fulfilling his friends death wish. It wasn't until the sun slowly began to rise over the dunes of the sand that John was able to spot something not too far from him. A grey wall that stood at least 4 men tall surrounded something. It wasn't much but considering that he was almost dehydrated, he made his way over to it and walked around it parameter. There was a gate and some windows, but no one seemed to be manning the gate, so going in the front way was out of the question. For a minute John stood there, and although he could have waited for someone to awaken and see him out there, he didn't want to risk any kind of wild life coming along and killing him, so John did the only thing he could do and that was scale the wall. He grabbed hold of the closest stone and began to climb, although he was having a hard time finding and hand holds, and by the time he had scaled the wall and fallen on the other side in some kind of garden. His hands were bleeding and he had cut his clothes up a bit when ever he lost his grip climbing up and he didn't stay awake for long as he had bumped his head on a stone when he fell down, blood slowly coating his head as well. As he was soon consumed by the darkness that claimed him, John only hoped that whoever found him was a kind soul.
Thread: Ishi's Travels

John had fallen into a dreamless sort of sleep as his body recovered from what he had put it through. While it didn't really show that much, he had been through more then just the trekking across the desert, although the end of that trek with all the scrapping was definantly the worse of it. As he stayed in the darkness, he felt something pick him up and carry him somewhere and lay him down on something softer than what he had landed on, but all felt so distant, like he wasn't really feeling it but just slightly experiencing it. Then he felt something wet being dabbed against him and this brought him back a little, moaning as whoever was helping him left and move his head side to side, but as she came back in his eyes fluttered open and John raised himself slightly to look about the small hut. It wasn't all that impressive since it held just the necessities someone would need to barely get by, but as he looked around John soon spotted the girl who must have called the place home. She was beautiful he thought, although something about her didn't really seem quite right, but John couldn't put a finger on what it could be and shrugged as he sat himself up and turned so that his legs were off the bed and his feet touched the floor as he looked at her, a hand feeling the bandage that covered his head. Where are you, and do you mind telling me where it is that I am? he asked, wondering how such a weak looking woman was able to carry him here, and was it you that brought me here?
Thread: Ishi's Travels

As Ishi returned inside the hut, she quickly dropped the bucket and hurried over to the man's side and gently persuaded him to lay back down. Once he was settled, she couldn't help but notice that even in his dazed state, he had the most beautiful color of eyes. My name is Ishi, and you are at the compound of Deramu, under the rule of the Gingari. I found you by the wall of our garden. You were injured and I had you brought in here to tend to your wounds. She explained, checking to make sure he had not opened the wound on his head again. We will have to tell the Master you are here soon. She explained, sitting back, her hands folded neatly in her lap. I would wish you to be awake and able to understand what is being said to you. She smiled gently at him. I will make you a broth to help with Ihealing, and some cool tea, for you look as though you have traveled far, sir. She did not ask his name, she did not know what position he held in the world and it would not be proper to ask the name of someone who could have power over her. Rising, she went to her small hearth and began to prepare the meager meal and bit of tea. Once the pot was over the fire, she brought over the tea, sitting beside him once more and helping him drink it. I pray the Master will be calm of mind when you are presented to him. And good fortune shall be yours. She said softly. Soon she would need to join the others in the field, she was already late in her duties. She prayed, by all the Gods, that the Foreman had not arrived yet. He could be very cruel when he wanted to be. Your wound seems deep, perhaps you should have come through the gates, going over the wall was very dangerous. Just then she could hear the pot boiling. Standing, she tended to the pot and retrieved a small bowl of broth with bits of vegetables. Bringing it back to him, she offered it to him.
Thread: Ishi's Travels

John listened to what it was that the woman had to say to him, memorizing her name and where it was that she said he was at. Something in his mind rung though when she said her name, but what it was he didn't know but he would remember to try and think on why it did so later. Thank you then for seeing to me. You didn't have to do any of that Mrs. Ishi. I would have been fine anyways, I've been through worse. he lied, watching her get up and bring him some tea while putting a pot over a fire, and he took the drink carefully and sipped from it, letting the drink go down his throat slowly as she said that he was going to have to meet whoever her Master was. You make this person sound like he's a terrible person. he said absent minded. He sat there for a moment in silence before the pot started to make some noise. Watching as Ishi went to the pot and fetched him some soup, John couldn't help but wonder if whatever his friend sent him to protect was here. This was the first thing he had found out the in desert, and besides maybe a few oasis, it would probably be the only thing too. Ishi, can I ask you something. Is there another settlement near here were someone could hide something, or maybe some old ruins? he asked as he gingerly took the broth from her and ate slowly. The last thing he wished to do was appear like a pig before the person who had helped him when he needed it.
Thread: Ishi's Travels

Ishi smiled softly at his worry that the Master sounded bad, I do my Master an injustice if I've made him seem anything but a good, benevolent Master. He provides for our needs, as we toil to provide his. It is a simple life, but each know their place. She watched the man begin to get some color back into his face as he drank from the cup of tea and the bowl of soup. Once he finished, she took the bowl and glass, placing the bowl in a pan to be cleaned later and refilled his tea. Coming back to his side, she set it on the small table that looked as though it had been discarded and retrieved from the trash and placed there. Upon his question of another settlement, Ishi shook her head no. I've never heard of another settlement. As far as I know, we are all alone here, except for the occasional lost soul that asks for my Master's mercy to stay and rest for a bit. And ruins? What are ruins? Ishi had never left the walls of the compound in her entire life. She had no idea what laid just outside the gates, nor had she ever desired to learn. This was her home. The only one she'd ever known. She had learned what was expected of her and had performed her duties faithfully. What else was there in life but the joy of pleasing he who owned her? Getting up, she walked to the entrance, picking up her tools on the way. Looking back at the man, she said, I must get to my crops before I am missed. Please rest and I will check in on you at midday. If you are well enough, you will be taken to the Master. She flashed him a glowing smile, then was gone out the door, not knowing who this man was, or why he had come over the wall...she didn't even know his name. But, she was of no importance and therefore may never known these things. His fate was up to her Master now.
Thread: Ishi's Travels

John smiled up at Ishi as she took his bowl and glass, once both were empty of their contents, and put the bowl away while giving him another glass of cold tea. Slowly he drank this as well and listened to what she had to say about her Master and answer his question. It was obvious that she was never given an education though, as she had no clue what ruins were and he was about to explain what they were when she was picking up some tools and saying for him to rest while she went to work and then left him there. John watched her leave, and although he wished to comply with her, he couldn't go back to sleep even if he wanted to. For awhile he sat there and thought about what it was that his friend had told him. That he had a jewel hidden out here in the desert, but with what Ishi told him this was the only place something could be hid. But why would he hid something where a greedy slave would take it and keep it for themselves? John just shook his head though to shake away any thoughts and looked the little hut over again. The conditions Ishi lived in were horrible to him, everything was so worn and old. He wondered if they were all just hand me downs from when he Master was through with something. I can fix that though. John said to himself as he clapped his hands together and drew a small intricate circle on the ground with a piece of chalk that he carried with him. With only a few words muttered under his breath, a light flashed from the hut and took only a second to die down. John had closed his eyes, anticipating what was to come, and when he opened them everything looked so much better in his eyes. The pots and pans, which were once dull looking, shone as same as the day they were made, the sheets to Ishi's bed were mended and looked as if time could not touch them. The paint was vibrant instead of peeling off the walls. Everything about her hut looked new again, like the hands of time had been set back and they all looked like the day they were created. He knew this would please Ishi easily, and so he sat back down on her bed to await her return.
Thread: Ishi's Travels

John sat there for hours and had nothing to entertain himself with. He had fixed Ishi's hut up with a little of his energy, but that was childs play with what he could really do, if he really wanted to cause worry to those that lived here. He could give them a small break though. As Ishi was coming back into her hut and dropped her basket of food, John had just drawn a circle and about to perform a second little ritual that was going to, hopefully, give all of those that worked here a break from the heat, but when he heard her saying what it was that he done, he froze and stood up to look at her and her horrified look. I've done nothing except made what was old look new again. Does this not please you, now that your home looks better than what it once was? he asked, not really sure what it was that she was worried about, and hearing that her Master would have her beaten or worse, actually made him upset a little. He beats you and the others? How dare he do something like that. I must confront your Master at once. John demanded of her, forgetting of what he was going to do and instead stood before Ishi to be taken to whoever this Master was.
Thread: Ishi's Travels

Ishi put her hand up, indicating they could not do as he requested. I am a slave here. Nothing more. Not even the Foremen have such a fine hut. Now return it back to how it was. It may not be as fine as you are use to, but it was mine and I most humbly appreciated it. Her little face pinched in determination to have things back to normal, her hands on her hips, and a foot that kept time with some unheard beat. She might have been smaller than this wild man she had taken in, but everything about her radiated power. Which seemed an oxymoron in the fact that she was a slave. How could this man come into their world and think he could just do anything he wanted. Did he not know that the moment he climbed over that wall he was at the mercy and good graces of her Master? Everyone on this green bit of land that existed within the midst of sand knew their place, their service and lived in harmony. Ishi couldn't say there were no bad people that lived within the walls, but one had to learn how to deal with them. Ishi had had her share of such men, but often they would simply disappear after getting too fresh with her. Of course, no one ever questioned her, she never tried to be noticed by anyone. Of course, she couldn't help it when it came to plants. They just seemed drawn to her and her every wish. She never understood it, but just accepted it long ago. And so did the Master, putting her where her skill would do him most good.
Thread: Ishi's Travels

John stared at Ishi for a moment, listening to her explain to him how she couldn't have such a nice little place to live and then demand to change it back. The girl had no idea what power he held, let alone what influence he could use if he desired. But he also knew that he would make many enemies using that influence, hence why he only used it in emergencies only, and after careful consideration he finally nodded his head, all be it a little stubbornly. Fine, we shall do things your way lass. Plus I don't want to get on your master's bad side, not yet at least unless it will benefit me. he said and then slowly walked back to the circle he had drawn and repeated the process he had first done, clapping his hands together and closing his eyes as a bright flash filled the little hut. He knew he should have warned Ishi what was to come to she would recover from the flash quickly enough. As he opened his eyes, time seemed to move in fast forward as everything in her room started to age and then in the space of a few seconds had returned to what it once appeared as he had seen it. Why she would want to live in such squallier, he wouldn't know unless he got to know her, but he wasn't going to stay here for too long if he could help it and walked back to Ishi to look down at her, looking a little stern as he did so. Now may we please go see your Master now. I promised a now dead friend I would guard something for him and I'm not about to fail him now. he asked of her, his patience growing a little thin if she said they couldn't yet because he or she was busy eating or entertaining themselves.
Thread: Ishi's Travels

Ishi was satisfied that he agreed to change things back. Crossing her arms in front of her, she had no fear of this man who seemed very full of himself. Even his quest sounded more like he was patting himself on the back for going out of his way to fulfill this friends last request. As he went to the center of the hunt, she watched his movements until the bright flash, which she quickly covered her eyes with her arms and turned from the waist away from it. Once the light simmered down and she could adjust her eyes, she was amazed at the site before her. The whirlwind of that was reversing the hut back to normal felt like it would blow the small home into a million pieces. By the time the room was finished, she was looking at the stranger with different eyes. But when he demanded she take him to her Master, she stood there a moment with a hint of a grin on her face before she simply said, No. Picking up the basket from the floor and gathering up the spilled vegetables. You will go nowhere until we've had some lunch. She spoke to him with authority. Besides, I cannot take you to the Master's home, you will have to be handed over to the Foreman, who will hand you over to the Overseer, who will then take you to the Master's guards, and then you might be allowed to see him today. Ishi was rather enjoying this. She had just watched this man bend time and space and make reference to the fact that he could somehow control the Master? Oh how little he knew of her Master and even less of this slave before him. Quickly she went about preparing the meal. Adding a bit of cooked meat into the pot. Now it was just a matter of it boiling into a fine meaty soup. Turning back to the man, she pulled over a small stool and placed it next to the bed. Sitting down upon it she indicated that he should sit on the bed. Now, perhaps it would be good of you to tell me your name, since I gave you mine already. And why you are here?
Thread: Ishi's Travels

He had a feeling that she was going to tell him no, although the lunch part he didn't predict, and although his patience was now starting to wear a little thin, he knew that he was going to have to play whatever game it was that she was playing with him for now and so with a sigh, as she started to cook whatever they were to have for lunch, he sat down on the bed he had laid down on a few hours ago and looked at her. Her question made him wonder for a bit about whether or not he should tell her his name, and then nodded his head. There was no way she could know who he was, not if she didn't even know what ruins were. I'm John, but you will not know my last name, not yet at least. But I have come from far away to find something that my friend left out here in the desert, and it can only be here that he left it at, but I have no clue what that may be. It could be a simple item like a book, it could be something as expensive as a gem, or something else that I'm not naming. All I know is that I need to find it and keep whatever it is safe. And what about you? How is it that you ended up here in slavery? he asked, deciding that if she was going to dig a little into him then he might as well do the same.