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~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« on: April 30, 2008, 11:36:42 PM »
Play Place: Forum Threads only. We can talk on yahoo IM but I dont play there. I might be convinced to play by PM but I dont like it.

Sex of the character I am willing to play: Female or Male. I prefer if I am playing male then it is m/m.

Sex of the character I am want to play with: Male. I have no interest in f/f.

Sexual Orientation: Straight, Yaoi

Frequency of Posts:Ideally I would like to have a partner replying at least every other day. I realize life and things take up time but I get bored if its a week between posts then I pick up a new rp and all of a sudden you decide to start posting every day and I get swamped... ect ect. Not nice. So it would really mean a lot to me if you could post at the very least every four days.

Level of Play: Long term, multi paragraph post
I'm no english major, I don't care if words are misspelled as long as I know what it is you are trying to say. Quality over quantity!! I tend to get long winded in my posts. I do not expect my partners to try to match my posts as long as you are giving me good quality. Looking for at least two paragraphs... *Would truly Prefer 2-4 +!!!

I would like someone who wants to work on the plot with me from time to time... Not simply let the story flopp around... If you are only looking for smut with minimal plot... DO NOT ask if I want to play... I have a lot of plots... dont be afraid to ask me to pm you a few.... In most cases I am more than happy to start. If its my plot I probably already have an idea for a start. If its your plot but are not going to start, please give me some details so I can make one that we can both enjoy playing. If you see a story I am already playing but are still interested in playing it pm me I would. 

What I am looking for: a Dominate male character to play with. Some who is into violence or sadist... Rarely I will play with a more submissive male but he has to be a pin slut. At this time I am NOT interested in playing Dom to your Sub...

I do love rape, violence, pain... I can play submissive... switch.... and aggressive. My characters tend to be some what dominate in nature, looking for someone that can force them into submission... I dont mind playing virgins but I have trouble playing innocent or slutty characters.


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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #1 on: April 30, 2008, 11:37:41 PM »
Want to Play With (Your Character)
Vampire(dominate)... Dragon Lord(dominate)... Shapeshifter... Werewolf(dominate)... Were-animal(dominate)... Centuar(dominate)... Human... Elven... Demon(dominate)... Incubus(dominate)... Angel... Fallen Angel... Orc(dominate)... Zombie(dominate)... Goblin(dominate)... Brother(dominate)... Cousin(dominate/switch)... Twin Brothers(dominate/switch)... Warrior... Prisoner of War(sub/switch)... Soldier... Knight... Guard... Traitor... Assassin... Slayer... Hunter... Scout(sub)... Spy(sub)... Torturer(dominate)... Necromancer... Mage... Priest... Summoner... Wizard... Prince... King(sub/dominate)... Servant(dominate/switch)... Slave(sub/dominate/switch)...

Want to Play (My Character)
Vampire(sub/dominate)... Shapeshifter(sub/dominate/switch)... Human(sub)... Elven(sub)... Demon... Angel(sub)... Fallen Angel(sub)... Sister(sub)... Cousin(sub)... Amazon(sub/dominate)... Warrior(sub)... Soldier(sub/dominate)... Prisoner of War(sub)... Knight... Guard... Slayer(dominate/switch)... Spy... Traitor... Assassin(dominate/switch)... Mage... Priestess... Acolyte(sub)... Necromancer(dominate)... Princess(sub)... Witch... Servant(sub)(beg for it).... Stripper(sub/swtich)

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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #2 on: April 30, 2008, 11:39:13 PM »
Things I like:
Consensual Sex... Rape... Rough Sex... Anal... Cervix Penetration... Female Virgin... Hot Dogging... Tit Fucking... Doggy Style... Cum... Egg Laying... Pregnancy... Impregnation... Orgasm Denial(receiving)... Gang Rape... M/F/M... Double Penetration... Yaoi... Yaoi Rape... Tentacles(receiving)... Bestiality(horse, canine, snake, dragon, wild cats)... Cross Dressing(receiving)... Bloodplay(giving/receiving)... Burns (giving/receiving)... Nails(giving)... Biting(giving/receiving)... Oral(giving)...Deep Throating(receiving)... Hair Pulling(giving/receiving)... Breath Control(giving/receiving)... Fantasy Setting...~~~ Ask about any not mentioned ~~~

Rape and Torture Scenes:
Rape... Chains(giving/receiving)... Whips(giving/receiving)... Bondage(giving/receiving)... Humiliation... Violence(giving/receiving)... Sexual Pain(giving/receiving)... Nonsexual Pain(giving/receiving)... Abuse(giving/receiving)... Broken Bones(giving/receiving)... Shoulder/Arm/Wrist Injury(giving/receiving)... Rib Injury(giving/receiving)... Knee Injury(giving/receiving)... Jaw Injury(giving/receiving)... Bloodplay(giving/receiving)... Burns (giving/receiving)... Ask about anything not listed

FemDom: This is something I rarely am interested in.
Consensual Sex... Rape... Rough Sex... Anal... Cum... Orgasm Denial(giving)... M/F/M... Yaoi Rape... Bloodplay(giving/receiving)... Burns (giving/receiving)... Nails(giving)... Biting(giving)... Hair Pulling(giving)... Breath Control(giving)Chains(giving)... Whips(giving)... Bondage(giving)... Humiliation... Violence(giving)... Sexual Pain(giving)... Nonsexual Pain(giving)... Abuse(giving)... Broken Bones(giving)... Shoulder/Arm/Wrist Injury(giving)... Rib Injury(giving)... Knee Injury(giving)... Jaw Injury(giving)... Bloodplay(giving)... Burns (giving)... Ask about anything not listed

Incest that I like: Incest is okay with me, but I need a good plot to really get into it.
Brother/Brother Incest... Cousin/Cousin Incest... Brother/Sister Incest... Brother/Sister/Brother Incest... Father/daughter(convince me).
Incest that I dont like:
Mother/Son... Daughter/Father... Aunt/Nephew... Uncle/Neice...



What I would like to see happen. Not all needs to be included. Mot can be done to extreme or in moderation. Please keep in mind I have a slight preferance for fantasy settings instead of modern settings.


Rape; non consensual sex
*name it

Consensual sex
*Not as big of a fan, pending situation

Cervix Penetration: the act of penetrating  woman’s cervix
* by an extremely large cock
* fingers during fisting

Fisting; the act of inserting ones hand into a woman’s sex
*not a fan of anal fisting but open to discussion
* fisting that includes him also inserting his dick and masturbating himself inside of her

Anal: sex via the butt
* possibly leading to intestinal penetration
*possibly complete body impalement where it comes out the mouth

Hot Dogging: pressing ones dick between her ass cheeks but not penetrating her butthole
* Great for teasing, possibly scaring her leading up to rape

Tit Fucking: pressing ones dick between her breast and having sex
* Great for teasing, possibly scaring her leading up to rape

Double Penetration: Any two objects penetrating at the same time.*Anal/Vaginal, my favorite although oral counts

Pregnancy: the act of impregnation leading to birth
*To create an heir
*to repopulate after a war
* Escaping the rapist, only to find she is preg and forced to return to him
* Carrying a baby by someone other than her lover/rapist
*Rapid birthing, birthing as often as every two weeks
*Birthing until the body gives out completely
*very mild lactation

Impregnation: the act of impregnation
* During impregnation, pain is used to help the female release her egg
* Forcefully impregnated
* Accidental impregnation
* Impregnated with eggs, carrying eggs till they are able to survive on their own.
* Used as an incubator, just to carry eggs, not help fertilize them.

Oviposition: the process of laying eggs.
* Usually reptile, tentacles, angels.

Miscarriage; the act of losing a baby during pregnancy.
* Prefer this to take place in a twisted love story
* the act is devastating to the mother and may lead to suicide if she is not properly “loved” afterward
* Natural miscarriage, her body rejected the pregnancy
*Accidental, a hard fall or something to cause it
*Miscarriage due at lovers hand due to baby not being his

Orgasm Denial: the act of not allowing her to orgasm
* I have a preference for receiving

Incest: having sex with someone in your immediate blood family*Brother/Brother Incest
*Cousin/Cousin Incest
*Brother/Sister Incest
*Brother/Sister/cousin Incest
*Brother/Sister/Brother Incest
* Father daughter, I only like if in context of royalty  Princess/King

Cheating: being in a commited relationship and being with someone else
*I am extremely limted on my willingness to do cheating
*I prefer situations that its believed the spouse is gone and dead, only to later discover they live.
*I prefer to be the one that is doing the cheating
*Possible addition of being pregnant when the spouse returns

Threesomes
*Rapist, lover, her
*Her, creature, creature
*Her, rapist, tentacle rapist

Tentacles
*name it
*Used as floss, tentacles going in one end and coming out the mouth.

Bestiality
* Favorites horse, canine, snake, dragon, wild cats, reptiles, bolivian
*willing to explore others
*very mild vore: being swallowed whole and back out whole

Micro/Macro
*only a fan of the male considerably larger than the female
*He is large enough that she is little more than a condom on his dick, Barbie doll size
* he is larger enough that only the head of his dick fits inside of her entire body
*he is large enough to dislocate her legs, possibly break pelvis bone upon penetration

Pet play
*kitty, I love kitties
*Puppy, not a favorite but willing
*Pony, interested in exploring.
*possibly a pet to royalty
*possibly as a form of humiliation

Innocent character
*Female virgins
*no male virgins plz
*corrupting innocence or naive

Cross Dressing: the act of dressing as opposite gender
*Receiving only
*forced
*consensual, favorite reason is to pass for a solider but open to other possibilities. 

Bondage
*name it

Metal play
*Chains as restraints
*Chains used to whip
*Barbed wire as restraints
*Barbed wire used to whip
*Barbed wire forced inside of her sex as punishment
*Barbed wire forced inside of her sex as a chastity belt

Torture
*name it
*Water boarding
*Head beneath water
* iron maiden
* fire, various burns, cigarette burns, brands.
*Hanging, by throat, wrist, ankles, other
*broken bones, no limits
*vaginal insertions: ice, pear of anguish, other foreign objects
*disembowelment
*forced to clean up her own blood mess after disembowelment before dying
*standing, sitting, kneeling in broken glass
*salt in wounds

Weapons

Exhuastion
*physical exhuastion
*forced labor to point of exhuastion
*sleep deprivation
*forced to continuiously walking past the point of exhuastion
*sexual exhuastion
*forced to dig ones own grave

Bloodplay, the act of cutting, causing bleeding
*Name it
*mild cuts
*bad cuts
*Cuts for design/beauty purpose
*Extreme cuts
*Bleeding to death
*disembowelment
*Stabbed to death
*Impalement on a sword
*Self impalement on a sword
*various painful non lethal stabs

Whips
*name the type
*beaten unconscious
*beaten into submission
*beaten just to hear the screams
*beaten for extended periods, hours
*beaten for extended periods, want to explore the possibility of days

Fire; the use of fire
*Branding for design
*Branding for ownership
*self branding
*serious burns for torture
*mild heat for arousal
*mild heat for pain
*extreme heat for pain
*burned to death
*burned at the stake
*near heat stroke levels

Ice
*Vagina packed full of ice.
*Rape or sex in the snow
*Hypothermia
*very mild frost bite
*leading to death
*Cold shower/bath/water
 
Humiliation
* Interested in exploring the receiving
*slight preference as part of a twisted love story
*name calling
*forced nakedness
*forced sexual acts in public
*forced sexual acts on others.
*Pet play
*name it

the Reward system: the act of giving reward for desired behavior
*When a slave obeys or pleases, giving a small reward so behavior is repeated
*Favorite small rewards: sleep, food, a bath, a warm bath, a piece of clothing, a pillow, a blanket, alone time, privillages, a name.

Other
*Hair Pulling giving or receiving
*Biting giving or receiving
*scratching giving or receiving
*paralytics, drugs, poisons,

Medical
* usually only in steam punk setting or mental asylum
*not a fan of outragious breast enhancement
*possible amputation, possibly while conscious and aware the entire time
*piercing
*needle play
*modification surgery
*very  mild breast enhancement
*modification of her sex, tightening it
*electro therapy
*surgeries while awake and conscious
*surgeries without pain killers
*paralytics
*ask about others

Bodily harm
*Arms; broken, fractured
*shoulders; dislocated
*legs: broken, fractured
*Collar bone: broken
*ribs; broken, fractured, bruised, sore
*knee: injured, bruised, broken
*jaw: broken, bruised
*name it

Asphyxiation: the act of cutting someone’s breathing off, or controlling their ability
*Water boarding
*Head forced underwater
*hand around throat
*belt around throat.
*clear plastic over the mouth and nose
*name it

Necrophila: the act of having sex with a corpse
*most of the time I prefer to be the corpse
*possibly forced to have sex with a dead lover by the rapist
*forced to be in the same place as the dead body of a lover

Snuff: the act of having sex while one partner is dying.
*He starts to kill her, finishing about the time she takes her last breath
*He finds her dying and takes advantage of her helplessness.
*she commits suicide in between rapes
*Rapist forces her to have sex with her lover one last time as her lover dies
*Performing oral on him, as gulliteen comes down and removes her head

Death
*name it
*Suicide to prevent more rape or torture
*Suicide because she has been told to
*Suicide, to save a partner
*Burned to death
*bleed to death
*hung/asphyxia
*Impalement on a pole
*Impalement on a sword
*forced to dig ones own grave


Things That Will Take Persuasion or Great Plot for Me to be Willing
Modern Setting... Future Setting...

Things I have no interest in:
Time Travel... Micro/Macro… Enemas… Scat... Watersports... F/F... Rimming… Mind Control… Virgin Males... Slutty girls... Futa… Furry/Anthro… Fallen Angel of God/Devil… Priest/Nun… Church scenes... (College/High) School Girl… Teacher/Student... Cheerleader/prep... School Scenes…  Cop/Prisoner… Prison/Jail Scenes… Maid... Nurse/Doctor... Hospital Scenes... Photographer/Model/Band/Super Star...




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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #3 on: April 30, 2008, 11:39:56 PM »
World Of Warcraft

*I have been playing wow for a year now so I have a fairly good understanding of the game. I dont know all the lore but if there is something specific you have in mind, I am happy to have it explained or look it up

* I am willing to do these as FxM or MxM.

* At this time I am looking for a dominant partner

*Overall I have no preferance as to your character race or class. I am open to them being creatures/races that are not currently playble, such as dragons or murlocs or centuars. 

I love playing
*Warlock
*Shaman
* Hunter
* I am open to plaing races currently nonplayable
*I do not play female tauren

*I have no preferance between playing Alliance or horde, happy with both.

I have a preferance of playing
*Human
*Draenei
*Night Elf
*Blood Elf
*Troll
*Forsaken


Note I have an understanding of spells and ablities of some skills, some more than others, Dont be afraid to ask or bring up others.

You playing a Warlock
* I have no preferance as to my character for this pairing
* A type of gangbang with the demons (voidwalker, imp, felhunter, felguard)
*If I play a magick user, the felhunter keeping my magick drained
*If I play a melee fighter, being bested and defeated by felguard
*Whipped by the Succubus
*Having Soul/Life Drain used on my character
*One of the fear spells used (longer time limit than the 3/5secs)

You playing a Hunter
* I have no preferance as to my character for this pairing
*Huners mark used
*Various hunter pets used

You playing a Shaman
* I have no preferance as to my character for this pairing
*Earth or Fire elemental used
*As punishment, hex used to render my character helpless
*Creation and use of new totem effects.

You playing a Rogue
* I have no preferance as to my character for this pairing
*My chracter stunlocked and helpless. Maybe best used against a healer.

You playing a druid
* I have no preferance as to my character for this pairing
*Raping while in animal form
*Night Elf druid vs Tauren/Troll druid



Undead vs Lich King (or similar power over the undead)
*I love the idea of playing the undead and someone having  measure of control over my actions due to it.

Maraudon Dungeon
*I love this dungeon
*Getting lost in the twisting tunnels
*raped by grells, dryads,  satyr,  treants

Elementals
*I love th idea of being raped by elementals.
*Rock/earth is my favorite
*Fire I really like
*I am open to air, water, and mana

Blood thistle
*I love the idea of being addicted or reliant upon a potion/food, without it, suffering drawbacks

Snuff/ Death
*Being killed during sex, not releasing and watching as my body is raped
*Releasing trying to return to my body and run, only to be captured again

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« Reply #4 on: September 24, 2008, 07:29:30 AM »
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #5 on: October 16, 2008, 07:07:03 AM »
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #6 on: October 25, 2008, 04:17:40 PM »
~ A Brothers Love ~


Warrior ^ Warrior Brother(dom) ~A Brothers Love~ Her brother is a general of the army. Determined to make a name for herself without him she transfers under a new general. Being a woman she is given a hard time by the predominately male army. Refusing to use her brothers name she tries her best to hold her own. It’s an up hill struggle and she soon falls. She finds her self chained up, whipped, beaten and raped. Thinking her brother was suppose to be at the camp within a week she still refuses to name drop. It’s almost a month before her brother finally arrives. He finds her severely injured and still chained up to a tree





[spoiler]Adesina could hear movement around, the camp coming awake and the men starting their day. But she did not bother to open her eyes. Her arms had gone numb nearly two days earlier after her legs became to tired to support her weight. It had been three days since the camp had moved and she had spent that time arms chained above her head. When she was lucky she was ignored, left to hang. Other times Nalren got his whip out and used her back to fine tone his skills. She hadn't been raped in almost two weeks. Some joked she wouldn't be able to take it and would die as they fucked her. No one wanted to be the first to try necrophilia.

It had been almost five weeks since she had come to the army in hopes to proving herself. Apparently no one wanted a woman in the unit and when she didn't take the hint things had become violent. She barely remembered most of it, maybe too many blows to the head or maybe too much pain. At one point she had thought she had suffered broken ribs, she still wasn't sure but she hoped it was a good sign she was not coughing blood.

In the distance she could hear horse hooves approaching. The camp around her came alive with anticipation. She silently wondered if this would mean they would be too busy today to beat her or if she was going to be an attraction. Off to her right she heard familiar footsteps and her heart dropped. Anytime Nalren came around her he had his whip in hand and was ready to make sure she understood her place.

Her thoughts faded slowly as she tried to find that quiet place that she could find some relief, some oblivion to her surroundings. She was about there when she heard a familiar voice. A few simple words were enough to shock her entire body. She was almost terrified to get her hopes up, that this would simply be another trick of her mind.

Feeling a hand on her chin, her body jerked away in fear and her eyes flew open. The face looking back at her was a sight for sore eyes. She tried to smile but her lips were so dry and her jaw too swollen for it to truly show. She managed to hoarsely whisper one word... "Rylan"

The moment the name left her mouth she felt a sharp pain in her back as the whip came down several times against her skin. "Bitch... that's General Rylan....." The whip came down again and then his voice died off. Hearing a sword being unsheathed and the unmistakable sound of metal sliding past metal and then into flesh. Her body tensed know she was next. All around here their was shouting then she felt someone press against her. One by one her hands are uncuffed and someone gently set her on the ground.

Somewhere there was a shout for a medical officer. She felt his hand on her cheek again. He was speaking to her but she couldn't understand him. She felt him slip away, replaced by the medical officer. Her eyes opened and she tried to reach for him. She tired to speak but she couldn't form the words. ....brother.....

Adesina felt a light prick in her arm and things started to go fuzzy. She wanted to think about her brother. Pray that he had come to help her. She had tried to make a name for herself without using his reputation, but she found out where that had gotten her. Her thoughts were slowing, started become hard to hold onto. Then she just let go of even trying. The pain was subsiding and she didn't care if that meant she was dying.[/spoiler]
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #7 on: October 25, 2008, 07:18:21 PM »
~ A City Forsaken ~

Assassin(switch) ^ Mage ~A City Forsaken~ She received word from one of her contacts that they had a job for her. Mostly she worked as an assassin though from time to time she could be pursued into stealing as well.



[spoiler]Walking the streets day after day she could see what kinds of jobs where available to a woman. Before she leaned any better she had been a prostitute as a teen. Even now the life to her seemed distasteful, but then again she had seen too much to go back to that. Though she had to prove herself repeatedly she found a job with a low ranking member of the new Baron. The work was mostly dirty work, passed down the ranks to the very bottom. The money paid any bills she had and kept her living well. Rarely did she ever do any real work. Once in a great while there was someone who needed assassinated or a house to rob but for the most part her time was her own.

As any other night she walked slowly down the streets, passing the prostitutes and gentlemen. She passed as a high lady, it seemed rare enough because so few woman could survive if they didn’t work the street. Even with her appearance men stopped to her to make offers. One made a mistake of trying to touch her. Out of anger she nearly broke his wrist.Over time she grew to hate the man that passed as the Baron. His means were cruel and life was very unfair. She also reasoned he was the reason she was stuck in the damn city. Had she sat down and thought of it she might have gone after him herself. Yet she knew that was folly to take on such a man by herself.

She stood at 58" and he stood at 511". Her eyes were a stunning shade or green that often seemed captivating. At this time her hair is deep brown but she has been known to die it black or bleach it till it was white. On this particular night she had her deep brown hair in a tight braid, though strands of her hair wave loosely in the wind. Her green eyes look out from under her hood as she walked down the street. Her tie up sandals were silent on the path that she walked and her skirt flowed silently with each step. The sleeves of her shirt hung loosely off the shoulders, but for the time that was out of sight due to the cloak. Her sword is not apparent. She has it hanging conveniently underneath her cloak.

Not far down the street she slipped inside a small tavern. Keeping to the shadows she found the bar and ordered a strong wyne. After paying she sat down at a table in a corner to wait. Se left the hood of her cloak up to cover her face. The low ranked contact had sent word to meet her here. He was supposed to be here by now. Looking around she could see he was no where in sight. Sighing she toke a drink of her wyne. She did not like to be kept waiting. She had been watching the crowd with some distaste. Though she loved to drink and study people but she hated the drunken fools that now surrounded her. It actually made her wonder if any of them had any intelligence at all. Most of the night she had her head bent down simply listening to the conversations around her.[/spoiler]


[spoiler]
Walking the streets day after day she could see what kinds of jobs where available to a woman. Before she leaned any better she had been a prostitute as a teen. Even now the life to her seemed distasteful, but then again she had seen too much to go back to that. Though she had to prove herself repeatedly she found a job with a low ranking member of the new Baron. The work was mostly dirty work, passed down the ranks to the very bottom. The money paid any bills she had and kept her living well. Rarely did she ever do any real work. Once in a great while there was someone who needed assassinated or a house to rob but for the most part her time was her own.

As any other night she walked slowly down the streets, passing the prostitutes and gentlemen. She passed as a high lady, it seemed rare enough because so few woman could survive if they didn’t work the street. Even with her appearance men stopped to her to make offers. One made a mistake of trying to touch her. Out of anger she nearly broke his wrist. Over time she grew to hate the man that passed as the Baron. His means were cruel and life was very unfair. She also reasoned he was the reason she was stuck in the damn city. Had she sat down and thought of it she might have gone after him herself. Yet she knew that was folly to take on such a man by herself.

She stood at (HEIGHT) and he stood at 511". Her eyes were a stunning shade of (EYE COLOR) that often seemed captivating. At this time her hair is (HAIR COLOR) but she has been known to die it (COLOR OF DYE CHANGE). On this particular night she had her (HAIR COLOR) in a tight braid, though strands of her hair wave loosely in the wind. Her (EYE COLOR)look out from under her hood as she walked down the street. Her tie up sandals were silent on the path that she walked and her skirt flowed silently with each step. The sleeves of her shirt hung loosely off the shoulders, but for the time that was out of sight due to the cloak. Her sword is not apparent. She has it hanging conveniently underneath her cloak.
Not far down the street she slipped inside a small tavern. Keeping to the shadows she found the bar and ordered a strong wyne. After paying she sat down at a table in a corner to wait. She left the hood of her cloak up to cover her face. The low ranked contact had sent word to meet her here. He was supposed to be here by now. Looking around she could see he was no where in sight. Sighing she toke a drink of her wyne. She did not like to be kept waiting. She had been watching the crowd with some distaste. Though she loved to drink and study people but she hated the drunken fools that now surrounded her. It actually made her wonder if any of them had any intelligence at all. Most of the night she had her head bent down simply listening to the conversations around her. [/spoiler]
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #8 on: October 25, 2008, 07:20:09 PM »
~After the Absence ~

Human ^ Vampire(dom) ~After the Absence~ The girl is raped both mentally and physically for several years. After several escape attempts she finally manages to evade him for nearly 6 months this time. One night he either finds her in a club or (maybe he knew where she was all along) decides to reclaim her as his. He decides to teach her why it is not a good idea to run from him. He starts the lesson in the club bathroom and it escalates as he takes her to his place near by.




[spoiler]Drucylla clenched her teeth in an effort to stop from screaming again. She was out of practice but she had a feeling that he was going to give her plenty time to get back in to routine. It had taken her six months to start to rebuild herself and she knew it was only going to take six minutes for him to destroy her again. After a few more swings she was finally keep her mouth closed, managing to keep the noise to a minimum. He would want her to scream but she knew the cheap hotels would echo every noise.

Anyone sane would want someone to come to her rescue, but she didn't want any more blood on her hands. She still remembered a few years ago he had cornered her in a bathroom at one of the dance clubs she use to frequent. The music had been loud, but apparently not loud enough because a young man came busting through the door. She had only seen his face for an instant before he had shoved her hard against the all and to her knees. Some night she could still hear the sickening sound of breaking bones. Her eyes had been closed when he dragger her out of the room and club, but she had slipped int he blood and it had covered her hands. After that she resolved it was simply easier to take what he wanted to give her.[/spoiler]



[spoiler](HER NAME) clenched her teeth in an effort to stop from screaming again. She was out of practice but she had a feeling that he was going to give her plenty time to get back in to routine. It had taken her six months to start to rebuild herself and she knew it was only going to take six minutes for him to destroy her again. After a few more swings she was finally keep her mouth closed, managing to keep the noise to a minimum. He would want her to scream but she knew the cheap hotels would echo every noise.

Anyone sane would want someone to come to her rescue, but she didn't want any more blood on her hands. She still remembered a few years ago he had cornered her in a bathroom at one of the dance clubs she use to frequent. The music had been loud, but apparently not loud enough because a young man came busting through the door. She had only seen his face for an instant before he had shoved her hard against the wall and to her knees. Some night she could still hear the sickening sound of breaking bones. Her eyes had been closed when he dragger her out of the room and club, but she had slipped int he blood and it had covered her hands. After that she resolved it was simply easier to take what he wanted to give her. [/spoiler]
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #9 on: November 16, 2008, 06:18:39 AM »
~ Amazon Justice ~



Amazon(dom) ^ Slave ~Amazon Justice~ One day she finds a runaway slave. Capturing him she plans on taking him to the nearest village and turning him in. At some point he realizes that he is better off with her than being left with this tribe. Normally she did not keep slaves, traveling most of the time she feels no need to own one, so he must convince her he is worth the trouble.





[spoiler]
Desiree was hardly able to walk straight when she wondered into the village. The only thing that had kept her moving was knowing she wouldn’t make it another day on her own. That thought made her sick to her stomach and was painful to admit to. But her injuries had began to slow her down. If she had a little more strength left she might have lashed out in anger at the source of her situation.

As a precaution she had bound his hands at an awkward position behind his head. His posture suggested he was tired as she felt and there was a slight limp, like he favored his right leg. The last day he had behaved himself somewhat better. Of course loss of feeling in ones arms did have a tendency to take the fight away. It was her thought he was a run away slave. Maybe newly captured in battle and not broken yet.

The pain in her injured ribs was a constant reminder that he was too dangerous to keep. Several times it had crossed her mind to simply kill him and save herself the trouble of turning him in to a village. But every time her knife hesitated. The last thing she really wanted was a slave of her own. She questioned herself several times for keeping him alive but no easy answer came to mind.

After introductions to the guards she was given hospitality and led to the central fire pit for food and a chance to rest. The fire pit was nearly empty at this time of the day, it was between lunch and supper. She was thankful for the lack of questions and comments. When she took a seat and he refused to sit on the first command. Noticing the slight look of defiance in his eyes she shook her head exhausted. Moving behind she kicked his knee hard enough so he collapsed to the ground.

"I really don’t understand why you insist on keeping this up….."

She stared at him for another minute. Not actually expecting an answer. He hadn’t spoke to her once yet, she doubted he would start now. Food was offered, which she graciously took. The woman made a comment about her injuries and Desiree tried to brush them off as causally as she could. After food was served the woman went off to find a healer.[/spoiler]





[spoiler](HER NAME) was hardly able to walk straight when she wondered into the village. The only thing that had kept her moving was knowing she wouldn’t make it another day on her own. That thought made her sick to her stomach and was painful to admit to. But her injuries had began to slow her down. If she had a little more strength left she might have lashed out in anger at the source of her situation.

As a precaution she had bound his hands at an awkward position behind his head. His posture suggested he was tired as she felt and there was a slight limp, like he favored his right leg. The last day he had behaved himself somewhat better. Of course loss of feeling in ones arms did have a tendency to take the fight away. It was her thought he was a run away slave. Maybe newly captured in battle and not broken yet.

The pain in her injured ribs was a constant reminder that he was too dangerous to keep. Several times it had crossed her mind to simply kill him and save herself the trouble of turning him in to a village. But every time her knife hesitated. The last thing she really wanted was a slave of her own. She questioned herself several times for keeping him alive but no easy answer came to mind.

After introductions to the guards she was given hospitality and led to the central fire pit for food and a chance to rest. The fire pit was nearly empty at this time of the day, it was between lunch and supper. She was thankful for the lack of questions and comments. When she took a seat and he refused to sit on the first command. Noticing the slight look of defiance in his eyes she shook her head exhausted. Moving behind she kicked his knee hard enough so he collapsed to the ground.

"I really don’t understand why you insist on keeping this up….."

She stared at him for another minute. Not actually expecting an answer. He hadn’t spoke to her once yet, she doubted he would start now. Food was offered, which she graciously took. The woman made a comment about her injuries and (HER NAME) tried to brush them off as causally as she could. After food was served the woman went off to find a healer.[/spoiler]
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #10 on: November 16, 2008, 06:19:38 AM »
Amazon Slave



Amazon(dom) ^ Warrior ~Amazon Slave~ She is returning to her village late one night and runs across a spy/scout warrior. (With a struggle, they both end up mildly injured) or (Without a struggle he is already mildly injured) She takes him back to her village. Finding herself curious about this stranger she watches over the interrogation/questioning. At the point it is determined he has no more information to give she has the choice to keep him, sell him into slavery, keep him as a slave for herself. For whatever reason she decides to keep him.(Possibly she already owns a submissive slave and he ask her to keep this less sub slave)





[spoiler]Kiran waited till dark before she left camp. Orders stood that no one was to be out of camp after the sun went down. She was not one to always follow orders. Slipping past the guards and watch was easy and she welcomed the dark night. Somehow she survived each night and it only encouraged her. The Queen had spies sent to the Roman camp, but Kiran was distrustful of the news. Some of her sisters were less inclined to suicide missions.

It was nearly a fortnight ago when she had ran across two Roman soldiers. She didn't know why they were so close to the camp and she had not time to ask. They recognized her almost as soon as she had spotted them. The chase was to her advantage but she doubted they had little chance to question it as she disappeared into the undergrowth. For men they were not the brightest, letting the other out of sight and then to become hopelessly separated. Unlike the strangers she knew the land like the back of her hand.

The choice was hard but she followed the man who seemed a smaller. She had lost sight of him for only a moment or two before she rediscovered him behind her, arms wrapped around her squeezing the breath from her. Her save had been the dagger she still held. She jammed it close to his groin, not close enough to do damage but at least he let her go. As he screamed, she tired catching her breath and crawl out of reach. In the not to distance she could hear his companion trying to get to him. Choosing her life over rape and death she made it a point to run.

Her news had brought a sharp reality to the tribe. disobedience had paid off that time. The Queen had ordered out search parties in the morning and the scouts reported a larger army. One thing that had kept the amazon nation alive so long was the ability to simply disappear back into oblivion, but so were they known for standing their ground. Kiran had no problem with standing ground, but she wanted to be sure of what she was standing against.

Thats what lead her out of camp each night. For the last fortnight she had learned nothing new nor had seen so much as a twig out of place. Returning to camp near midnight she stopped suddenly noticing the silence. She was the night, she could move through it without stirring up the night life. The sudden change in the night made her suspicious. Maybe had she not encountered the Romans, two weeks ago, she would not have thought anything about it.

As was she was suspicious, knowing in her experience amazonian night life was different in the presence of strangers. Maybe it was the smell of their amour or just the lack of respect they seemed to show the land. Her sisters would call her crazy for such thoughts but she was confident in her conviction. Taking her time she searched the immediate area, in the dark she was unlikely to follow any signs. Giving up the half ass search she started back to camp.

Letting her thoughts drift from spies to the inevitable battle she caught nearly completely off guard and nearly in the open when she realized something in the shadows were not right. Her sudden retreat was clumsy, trying to put some space between the man and herself. She did not go far but retreated behind a tree, somewhere she could have a view of where he might move as well. Her encounter with the other soldiers was still fresh in her mind. As was the knowledge she was lucky they had not had a chance to rape or kill her. She was not looking to push her luck.

After her heart came out of her throat she felt some of her confidence return. Her voice reflected none of the fear, only the confidence of being so close to home. She knew her tone would change if he had his sword at her throat but it might be said she thrived on the edge and danger. Kiran did not speak loud enough that any of the guards would hear her, but she thought he might.

"Are you lost? I think you are a little way from home, Roman... Maybe I can show you to a new home...."[/spoiler]







[spoiler](Her Name) waited till dark before she left camp. Orders stood that no one was to be out of camp after the sun went down. She was not one to always follow orders. Slipping past the guards and watch was easy and she welcomed the dark night. Somehow she survived each night and it only encouraged her. The Queen had spies sent to the (ENEMY ARMY) camp, but (HER NAME) was distrustful of the news. Some of her sisters were less inclined to suicide missions.

It was nearly a fortnight ago when she had ran across two (ENEMY ARMY) soldiers. She didn't know why they were so close to the camp and she had not time to ask. They recognized her almost as soon as she had spotted them. The chase was to her advantage but she doubted they had little chance to question it as she disappeared into the undergrowth. For men they were not the brightest, letting the other out of sight and then to become hopelessly separated. Unlike the strangers she knew the land like the back of her hand.

The choice was hard but she followed the man who seemed a smaller. She had lost sight of him for only a moment or two before she rediscovered him behind her, arms wrapped around her squeezing the breath from her. Her save had been the dagger she still held. She jammed it close to his groin, not close enough to do damage but at least he let her go. As he screamed, she tired catching her breath and crawl out of reach. In the not to distance she could hear his companion trying to get to him. Choosing her life over rape and death she made it a point to run.

Her news had brought a sharp reality to the tribe. disobedience had paid off that time. The Queen had ordered out search parties in the morning and the scouts reported a larger army. One thing that had kept the amazon nation alive so long was the ability to simply disappear back into oblivion, but so were they known for standing their ground. (HER NAME) had no problem with standing ground, but she wanted to be sure of what she was standing against.

Thats what lead her out of camp each night. For the last fortnight she had learned nothing new nor had seen so much as a twig out of place. Returning to camp near midnight she stopped suddenly noticing the silence. She was the night, she could move through it without stirring up the night life. The sudden change in the night made her suspicious. Maybe had she not encountered the (ENEMY ARMY), two weeks ago, she would not have thought anything about it.

As was she was suspicious, knowing in her experience amazonian night life was different in the presence of strangers. Maybe it was the smell of their amour or just the lack of respect they seemed to show the land. Her sisters would call her crazy for such thoughts but she was confident in her conviction. Taking her time she searched the immediate area, in the dark she was unlikely to follow any signs. Giving up the half ass search she started back to camp.

Letting her thoughts drift from spies to the inevitable battle she caught nearly completely off guard and nearly in the open when she realized something in the shadows were not right. Her sudden retreat was clumsy, trying to put some space between the man and herself. She did not go far but retreated behind a tree, somewhere she could have a view of where he might move as well. Her encounter with the other soldiers was still fresh in her mind. As was the knowledge she was lucky they had not had a chance to rape or kill her. She was not looking to push her luck.

After her heart came out of her throat she felt some of her confidence return. Her voice reflected none of the fear, only the confidence of being so close to home. She knew her tone would change if he had his sword at her throat but it might be said she thrived on the edge and danger. (HER NAME) did not speak loud enough that any of the guards would hear her, but she thought he might. "Are you lost? I think you are a little way from home, (ENEMY ARMY)... Maybe I can show you to a new home...."[/spoiler]
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #11 on: November 16, 2008, 06:20:09 AM »
~ Amazonia Justice ~


Amazon(dom) ^ Slave ~Amazon Justice~ One day she finds a runaway slave. Capturing him she plans on taking him to the nearest village and turning him in. At some point he realizes that he is better off with her than being left with this tribe. Normally she did not keep slaves, traveling most of the time she feels no need to own one, so he must convince her he is worth the trouble.~







[spoiler]Desiree held her ribs, trying to minimize the pain. Other things hurt too. Though she was most concerned with her ribs. The thing that kept her moving was that she was not sure if she would last another fight like she had that morning. That thought made her sick to her stomach and was painful to admit to. The cause of her injuries walked a couple steps in front of her. If she had a little more strength left she might have lashed out in anger at the source of her situation.

It was unusual for the man to walk before an amazon, but she didn’t trust him at her back. She had learned her lesson the first time she had been blindsided. Watching him limp had been satisfy at first. That was before all of her own pain made itself known. His hands had been tied in a awkward position behind his head. By now they should be fairly or completely numb with minimum blood circulation. When or if he tripped, it involved either helping him back to his feet or taking the extra time to let him struggle back up by himself.

It was her thought he was a run away slave. Maybe newly captured in battle and not broken yet. He didn’t answer her when she asked the first time and she hadn’t bothered to ask a second time. She was still racking her brain what it was so important for her to take this one runaway to a village. The last thing she really wanted was a slave of her own. Logic told her she should have slit his throat and been done with it. Yet she hadn’t done that yet. Each time she thought her own pain had finally got bad enough that logic should be right, her knife still hesitated at his throat. [/spoiler]
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #12 on: November 16, 2008, 06:21:09 AM »
~Angel's Goal~

Angel ^ Demon ~Angel's Goal~ An angel arrives just in time. Trying to save a human boy from committing suicide. The influence of a demon trying to drive the boy to his death. Even with the demons warnings to back off, she refuses to leave if she can save this human life. No matter the cost to herself.




[spoiler]The heels made the softest clicking sound as she landed lightly. The light gray wings folded against her back, slowly melting away out of sight. Not breaking her forward motion she was already walking toward the teenage boy. Letting the sound of the white high heeled shoes echo in the silence anyone could have heard her coming, yet the boy did not even look up. Lost in his own miserable thoughts. They had no doubt been enhanced by the demon's presence. She did not dare look at the damned one, instead concentrated her thoughts on the young teen.

".... God cherished the day you entered this world.... The day you leave it He shall mourn for the loss...."

Keren's voice was soft, to human ears nearly musical. She was close enough now that she could have reached out to touch him, but she did not. It was against the rules. No physical contact. As far as she was concerned it was one of the worse rules. Choosing, instead she moved in front of the boy, sitting lightly against the small concrete wall. Facing him he was forced to look away from the bleak blackness of the night. Away from all the people below that he felt were too busy with their own lives to miss the presence of only one person.

It had never occurred to her that she might radiate light or hope. In this modern society both seemed so over rated to humans. Most had learned at an early age that hope had long abounded mankind. They forgot the opportunities that were available in life. It was hard to imagine with 6 billion people on the planet that one person was more than a drop of water in ocean.

"Created in His image... created by his own hands... No other creature in all the worlds can boost such a thing.... You do not understand how special you are...." Looking over her shoulder at the rest of the world, then slowly back to him. " Each of you precious and are set on this earth to do a certain task... Your time here is not nearly done. There is still more left to your task."

The v-neck shirt and pants she wore were both a shade of very light gray, nearly white. No doubt it stood out against the black back drop of the night sky. Lightly she pushed her light blond hair out of her face, bringing attention to her sea green eyes. Keren did not have pity in her eyes, instead she mourned at the thought of his death. The thought that he would choose to leave this world so prematurely. Reaching out, her hand hovered so close to his face, only a breath of air separating them.

"You would deny the world your own light and unique experience? Trading one pain for another.... After this life... there are no more choices... no more opportunities... And no end to it...."

Smiling reassuringly at him, she kept her thoughts from her face. If he made it through this night she had little doubt he could go on to do truly great things. It was just a matter of getting him back inside safe and sound. " Go on back home...."[/spoiler]
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« Reply #13 on: November 16, 2008, 06:21:30 AM »
~ Angels Flight~

Human Angel ^ Exotic ~ Angels Flight~ Fantasy Setting. She tries to escape her cell and ends up raped.


[spoiler]Dannica sat in the darkness for a long time after the soldiers left her. She did not know who held her captive. From the whispering and occasional visit she knew some dark lord though the power he had suggested maybe even a god. By now she was use to the darkness. Her back was pressed against a wall, it really didn’t matter which wall. They looked all the same in the dark, if you felt around one would have a set of shackles and one a door but the other two, just walls.

It was some time after they left that she noticed there was still a thing strip of light streaming into her cell. In all the time she had been here there had never been light. Crawling slowly toward the light she was surprised to notice a draft. She knew it was not the normal draft that ran through the cell. The air actually smelled clean, refreshing. Holding her breath, she gave the door a push. To her shock the door creaked open.

Climbing to her feet she slowly continued to push the door open to peek out. The first thing she noticed was the halls were wide. Maybe wide enough to spread her own wings fairly wide. At least that was her best guess. She would not have dared to test that theory. Dannica had so far kept her wings out of sight, hopefully out of mind. The only physical evidence that her wings even existed was the two long scars on her should blades, not visible through her shirt.

The hallway was fairly dark, only the occasional light along the hall. Noticing no one in the hall way, at least as far as she could tell, so she stepped out of her cell. Not about to throw this opportunity away she started down the hall. She had not idea where she was going but any place had to be better than the cell. Eventually she knew she could find her way to a window or door that would lead to the outside world. All she had to do that was find it and she was free. [/spoiler]
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« Reply #14 on: November 16, 2008, 06:22:30 AM »
Princess ^ Foreign Prince ~Arranged Marriage~ To Cement peace between their kingdoms, she is being married to a foreign prince whom only a few months ago, was considered an enemy to the state.




[spoiler]Wedding day was quickly approaching. It had been in the plans for months. A royal festival. Father had arranged the wedding with the neighboring kingdom. The truce between the kingdoms was tentative at best. Having only been achieved in the last year. This wedding between the King’s princess daughter and the King’s knight son was meant to cement the peace.

If her father had his way he probably would have sent her to the altar naked. A testament that there was no love lost between him and his daughter, as well as the fact that he was eager for this union. Thankfully his advisers and the priest managed to convince him dressed would be best. After all, she would soon be the knight’s property. If he wished for her to be naked and show off her body to the crowd, it should be his decision, not his father in law’s to make.

While tentative and fearful of the coming union, the princess tried her best to appear happy. Willing to dutifully do as her father commanded. Inside, she hated the man. Marrying her off like a whore to a man she never met. A man that up until a year ago had been an enemy of her people. But she would be a dutiful daughter. Go through with the arrangement as was expected. After all, once she was gone it would clear the way for her younger brother to ascend the throne. [/spoiler]
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« Reply #15 on: November 16, 2008, 06:23:15 AM »
~Assassin Assassin~

Assassin ^ Assassin ~Assassin Assassin~ Modern Setting. She has been hired to kill a rogue assassin. It turns out he is the better killer.



[spoiler]Doing this job actually had me a little bit on edge. Making me realize how fragile life was. Not life in general, but my life. I can't remember ever caring but it reminds me why I don't play well with others. Apparently it did not matter if the cooperation owned my soul or not. One day management decides that I am too dangerous to be allowed to live. That they would seek someone out to eliminate the threat.

I had been given this location a week ago. It gave me two days before my mark even knew where he would be today. Two days was not a lot of time to search every crack and hole. I had to scout where he might be. It would be a serious waste to choose the wrong building. The location was good, after a thorough inspection I determined that this was the only possible vantage point.

It was more work than I was use to but my target was not civilian. If he got away I was in trouble. I dont track. After all I am not a fucking dog. If they wanted a job done, they could give me the location. Or hire a damn dog for me to use.

I never saw him enter the building. A promise that he would be here on a job was all I had. It was enough. Hearing the private jet land, I tensed. It was almost time. I shifted ever so slightly in my hiding spot beneath the stairs. Carefully sliding out. Eyes checking the lock I had placed on the door. It would keep the body guards out long enough for the job to be done, and keep him in.

The jet engine was still on and I was on my way up the stairs. I paused on the second landing. Waiting for my chance. I never heard the shot, my warning was the shouts from outside. Target one down. Using the outside chaos noise, I moved up the last flight of stairs.

Gun ready, I was moving into the small tower room. I had expected to aim at a standing man. Adjusting slightly to the form crouching on the floor. I should have just shot. Never given him a chance to even see me. But what can I say? I like to play with my prey.

"Hey luv, why dont you slide that case to me nice and slow."
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« Reply #16 on: November 16, 2008, 06:23:43 AM »
~ Assassin's Game~

Assassin(switch) ^ Assassin ~Assassin's Game~ Fantasy Setting. She was born to a Lord and Lady of the King's Court. Unsatisfied with the pampered life she insisted on learning self defense with a sword. Then ran away to make her own life. Learning that the world only favored those strong enough to take what was needed she slowly turned to mercenary and assassination work. Trying to keep a low profile she often appeared in public as a man, as well as the assassin being male.


[spoiler]Chivalry was dead, had been for a long time if it ever existed. A whimsical dream created by the bards, the poor, and the damned… Entertained by the poor, the damned, and the young daughters of Lords. At times ladies of the courts entertained the idea as they grew up prancing around the castle dreaming of prince charming coming to marry them. Dreams shattered by fathers who married their daughters to older Lords in order to gain an alliance and make a deal. Knights could not afford nor ranked high enough in society and court to marry the daughters of their Lord.

Rather they were the ones forced to watch the fair maidens from afar and come to the rescue only after some rival lord thought to hold them for ransom. Even then their time in the light was short lived and forgotten by nearly all and replaced in stories by the "valor" of the Lord, who had done nothing. Even the knights were mostly drunks and warmongering. They cared little of the delicacy of a virgin but entertained with whores and scarlets. The most many knights had conquered was in the bedroom with the daughter of some poor farmer, who thought he would lover her forever only to find him scorn her on their next meeting.

Women had lost all respect for themselves, content to live in a dream world of submission. Those who did not give in to their husbands were as adulterous as their spouse. Women gave themselves the first man who came along in hopes of a better life and marriage only to find emptiness and rejection. Children fatherless and mothers shamed. Ladies sneaked around the castles behind their fathers back with guards and servants if for no other reason than to disobey and rebel.

Knights and lords alike, all of them men thinking themselves God and above sin. Lords with brides nearly two decades their junior and knights found in some of the most dishonorable places with less then savory company. Drunks the whole lot of them. Knights murdered and plundered for no just reason though in the name of God. Blood barely dry before the hunger had returned to see the slaughter.

Well I can not say much about the killing, for I did it as everyone else, only difference is I knew better. My father had been Lord and her mother a highly respected lady though nearly 15 years younger than her husband. My mother was not the perfect women often romanced about and my father was not the loving husband idealized. And me, I was not the perfect daughter that grew up and lived happily ever after.

In truth my only save was I so much resembled her mother’s husband that there was little doubt as to who my father could be. The rest of my siblings had taken more after our mother in looks and the true father unknown to all but her. Though this fact escaped my father (because they were the children he desired, well behaved and mannered) my recklessness and outlandish behavior often brought down his wrath for all of us.

I was well educated as in the manner of the Lords children and though I often missed class I was a better study then any of my siblings. At an early age I became fluent in French, Latin, and Greek, later on I was able to learn enough of several other. My teacher swore I should have been born male and I would have made my father so proud. It really didn’t make things better for me that I was his eldest child, two girls followed me and then three younger brothers and at last one more girl.

When I was still quiet young I managed to talk the Captain of the Guards, Ian Darklin, into teaching me sword and weaponry. I was careful to hide my skill and Ian was equally careful because he knew what the cost would be. Actually he only agreed because I was able to black mail him, which did not bother my conscious any. Before my training I had learned stealth and silence and knew something important on almost everyone in the castle. It was useful at times when I really needed something.

My training lasted till I was better than my teacher. Though I was good with a sword I excelled with throwing daggers and the bow. Silent and deadly was my style, was me. Around the ending of my training I was coming of age and my father had hopes of marrying me off to some lord to make a profit for himself. In the beginning I had many suitors but I had other plans and many easily were scared away. When that failed I took more drastic measures… I left the castle and my family behind.

From time to time in the years that came I did go back of my own free will to visit. After a time my father stopped trying to keep me there, after he found none of his guards could match me and I would kill if that is what it took. Often I slipped in unnoticed and suddenly would appear for supper and disappear from my room by morning light. My mother kept my room for me and at times I went home only to sit and relax without others knowing of my presence. It was peaceful and helped calm me at times.

In the beginning life was not so hard, I was able to make rent at a little inn only a few miles from the castle and I hid there determined not to go back. My father did not let me go so easily and in a careless moment I was found and dragged back to the castle. Shortly after my escape I learned a few hard lessons fast. My first kill was a man whom had drank too much and had followed me home. I was also drunk and not aware till I found him inside my room. He wouldn’t take no for an answer and was rather determined to have me. Really to this day I don’t know exactly what happened but I found myself watching the light slowly go out of his eyes and the feeling of his warm blood running down my hand.

I fled that night to another town were no one would know me and started my life again. At first it disturbed me I had killed the man so easily and felt no guilt or shock for what I had done. It was another two towns and a year later before I was hired for the first time to kill. I was good, I was a woman and attractive. They trusted me like they would not another man and so it was an easy sport. After only a short time I used other methods and hid myself away.

So now I am found at just past 20 winters, most of the time I appear neither female nor male. Lydia is the name I have taken, though as the assassin I hold no name. I blend into the background and am the last one looked for. That allows me the chance to live a life in the light as any other woman and survive by the night as a man. I don’t drink heavily anymore, usually light wynes and occasionally whiskey. When I drink I do sometimes feel a little guilt but usually I just have a tendency to take a lover. It’s a release from the darkness and pain that fills my life, a time when I can be like any other women.

Currently I wear a black skirt that is ankle long and a slit on either side that runs up to my high. The knee-high boots, which I enjoy, hide my daggers easily. My shirt is an off the shoulder short sleeved shirt with a v-line neck, of course it is blood red. On my wrist are a pair of leather bands, that can also hold a smaller set of daggers when I am in the streets. My hair hangs loosely in my face but I have another band on my wrist in which I can have my hair pulled back in only a moment or two.

So now I sit in this small tavern waiting. My current employer does well for me but he is almost always late to meeting me. He does not know me. To him I am myself lover. I keep it a secret his assassin is a woman and let him have the illusion that I will not meet him directly but instead send a woman to get the orders. In this guise I am safe, he knows not to even think of harming me for fear of the wrath of his assassin. Few people know the truth about me but tonight I am restless. This place is not one I like to be. A handful of people know both sides of me and most of those people are from here. The chance I run into them is slim to none and even less I have anything to worry about.

But this building gives me the creeps. I sit at a corner table watching the regular patrons go in and out. A glass of wyne sits barely touched in front of me. I had one already earlier and now I barley sip at this one. My patience wears thin with annoyance. I have a meeting with my current employer but there was also suppose to be another man whom wanted my services. I can maintain two jobs at once so that is no problem. I don’t really know this second man but he knows me, at least as a woman, on site so I simply have to wait for one or the other to show up.[/spoiler]
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #17 on: November 16, 2008, 06:24:56 AM »
~ Atonement of Sins~

Sinner ^ Inquisition Priest ~Atonement of Sins~ Fantasy Setting

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The sun has just gone down as she steps out of the carriage. Her dress was black silk and in the style of the times, long flowing skirt and layers of material. She truly did love this time period; its clothes, its art, the time for learning. Her blonde hair had a light wave to it naturally but she curled it tightly as was expected of most woman. The carriage had pulled up in front of the large cathedral and she looked at it now with a smile.

Her hazel eyes scanned the others around her. Many of the faces she recognized. Other upper elites. Her red painted lips smiled a cold smile as she started to the doors. She could hear to shrieks of an old hag at the bottom the stairs. The woman was there everyday preaching for the church. She claimed she had visions of the future. An annoyance. Giving the woman little heed she began to walk up the stairs

" YOU!!! YOU, I know you! You have come. This is not your place, this is the house of God. Leave us demon, leave. You are not welcome here. I know what you are….." The rest of her words were a jumble of shrieks and crying. A guard came down the stairs looking at the hag. Remoing the woman from the scene, half dragging her half carrying her down the streets. .

The crowd around her slowly got over the shock. Several of the women tanding together to gossip. They could not beleive how horrible that hag had been. A few men slowly followed congratulating the officer for doing his job. Some were annoyed he had not done it sooner and had let her stay so long.

Slowly everyone headed into the cathedral to take their seats. A hand in her middle back had her following the direction inside. Her husband leading her to their seats.

Shortly afterward mass started and the priest came out. She sang the hymns and read along, said the prayers and said grace like all the others. The whole time with a playful smile on her face. Finally after almost an hour, mass was coming to a close. With a gesture from the priest people began to line up to take bread and wyne. She waited patiently as the line slowly got smaller and smaller, closer and closer to her. Aware of her husband behind her. Smiling softly in thanks, she followed the lie back t her seat.

A last few minutes of mass as things round down. The cathedral bells rang as people walked out. Everyone was talking and gossiping. Walking out of the cathedral she can see the carriage waiting. Barely out the doors, the priest was there, touching her arm lightly and calling her aside. For a moment Maria turned her face to her husband, he looked neutral enough, but there was something just beneath the surface. Bidding the priest good night, her husband moved toward the carriage and left her to the business. [/spoiler]
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #18 on: November 16, 2008, 06:25:25 AM »
~ Bad Medicine ~

Mental Patient(Switch) ^ Doctor(dom) ~ Bad Medicine ~ Modern Setting. After making her life and mental health worse for the last two years. Doctor Pytka has finally left the hospital and now Krista has a new doctor.



[spoiler]Somewhere far away in the darkness she could hear screams Hands on her. Too many to count. Some hurt, nails digging in, scratching her pale skin. Others simply held her in place with vice like strength. No matter how she struggled and fight she could not get herself free. Hands pulled her body this way and that. Sometimes trying to manipulate her so that she did things she did not want to do. Sometimes they simply just tried to pull her apart.

Waking with a scream, she struggled on the bed against hands trying to restrain her. Krista continued to scream until she didn’t feel the hands anymore. Opening her eyes in fright she noticed several nurses in the room. The one closest to her held the others back. Apparently this was not the woman’s first time dealing with her. For a long time she stared at the nurses. The fear not totally wiped from her face but her mind was starting to come back into its own.

“Everything okay now?”

Krista stared a moment longer before she slowly nodded.

“You know I need to check to make sure you are not hurt……”

The nurse told her matter factly but Krista could tell the other woman was waiting for her permission. That was a good idea. She might not be able to take on most of the hospital but she would give it her damnedest effort if forced. Slowly moving into a comfortable Indian style position tried to relax her mind. Tried to remind herself that this was a necessary evil. After a second thought the nurse shooed everyone else out of the room, leaving the room empty but the door open. A few soft touch to check for self inflicted cuts and then onto broken bones. A quick hand pressed to the forehead for fever. Once the woman was satisfied she smiled softly.

“Okay….. Everything looks fine……Another bad dream?”

It was unusual for her to take a nap during the day. It was actually unusual for her to sleep much at all. Sleep led to bad things like dreams. The dreams had not been too bad before she told Pytka about them. She didn’t know what he gave her, but the cocktail of drugs messed with her. Few drugs had ever had any kind of response in her body. He found something that did. The nightmares had gotten worse afterwards. The voices, the strange feelings, the odd thoughts, they all had gotten worse.

“…. It was nothing….. ”

She enjoyed the look of surprise on the other woman’s face. It was rare that Krista bothered saying much of anything. For a moment she watched the woman stumble through her thoughts before coming back to her senses. Another minute and the nurse nodded and walked out, softly pulling the door behind her. Krista growled softly when it did not completely close. Staring at it for a long time she contemplated if it was worth getting up and shutting.

Krista was still staring at the door when it opened further. Noticing the white coat first she almost expected to see Pytka, maybe to come and rub salt in the wounds. Seeing the new doctor, she tried to remind herself that the new doctor would be taking care of her now. Her face showed nothing as she stared at him. She was mildly impressed that this visit did not start with an argument about her lighting. It was likely he had read her file and had seen the notes about her preferences. The nurses in the place wrote down everything in a patients chart. Guess one never knows what will be important.

When he sat down in the chair she was not entirely comfortable with him being so close. Her body tensed the slightest as the dream was still fresh in her mind. Most of the time she hated physical contact. It hurt her, her skin crawled and made her a sick to her stomach. She had been like that for years. The “good doctor” had linked it to sexual abuse as a child. He thought it had probably been from her older brother raping her repeatedly. Despite her telling him nothing had ever happened he had not believed her till she bled the first time for him.

After that he simply started telling her it was all a figment of her imagination. With that she could agree. Her imagination came up with a lot of fun and a lot of not so fun things to keep her amused. That was beside the point. She knew it wasn’t real, no one was actually hurting her, but that didn’t stop it from hurting or make the sickness go away.

“ You know…. I was almost getting use to Dr Pytka’s form of treatment…. ” Krista paused slightly, her hand unconsciously touching her swollen lip. The abuse was almost becoming addicting.

It was too bad the good doctor messed with the wrong girl in one of the other wings of the hospital. No charges were brought forward but the doctor was forced to find a new hospital. So now she had a new doctor. “The nurses said your not like him….. So..... would rather use the straight jacket so I don’t struggle as much? Might be fun…. Could stop that ‘self destructive behavior’ Dr Pytka seemed unable to cure for me…. ”
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #19 on: November 16, 2008, 06:25:48 AM »
~Battlefield Trophy~

Warrior ^ Enemy Warrior ~Battlefield Trophy~ Fantasy Setting. Possible rape on the battle field. Capture and rape at the hands of the enemy.



[spoiler]The sun was moving further across the sky towards the horizon. The fighting was fierce. Battle cries had died down as the need to conserve energy for the remaining battle. Arrows were few and far between in the midst of the field. It came down to sword and shield and blade. Desperation forcing daggers, anything to keep alive.

She did not notice that her brothers in arms were becoming fewer and fewer on the field. There was no time for that kind of observation. Eyes searching for the next enemy and barely noticing the lack of familiar uniform. If she took the time to survey the land with her green eyes, she could miss the sword stroke of the enemy aimed at her.

There were a number of small cuts on her arms, even one on her lower back. At the moment she did not feel them. Adrenaline fueling her strength and fighting. In a few hours when she bathed and washed the blood from her blond hair. Later she would struggle to muster the strength to wash the blood from her armor and blades. With shaking hands she would try to get a meal and drink. Looking forward to the victorious cheering of her camp.

The thought brought a smile to her lips and gave her a little more energy. Something moved out of her peripheral vision and she turned to look, too late. One moment she was standing, the next she was flying through the air hit by the full weight of a shield. Barely able to keep her hand wrapped around her sword hilt. As she hit the ground, the air was forced from her lungs, momentarily disorienting her.

One minute she thought she was dead. The next, the body was being pulled off of her. Eyes were wide as she watched him slide the sword between the her would be killers ribs. A slight smile coming to her lips. A hand was extended and pulled her back to her feet.

"oh my hero..." Laughing softly. He only rolled his eyes and gave her a mocking salute.

A moment to make sure she was standing, and he was gone and she was looking for her next opponent. Hoping to get another kill before she started to feel the bruises form. [/spoiler]
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #20 on: November 16, 2008, 06:26:14 AM »
Spoil of War ^ Warrior ~Battles Spoils~ Fantasy Setting. I am seriously craving something with a warrior and maybe his spoil from battle or a slave (recent spoil of war) he bought at market. They probably do not speak many words that the other can understand. (Two different languages). If going with the slave, maybe he bought her more or less by accident. Accidentally bid on her and ended up with top bid. Maybe bid really cheap on her only because no one else was and thought this would entice others. Maybe he saw the defiance in her eyes and just had to see if he could break it out of her.
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #21 on: November 16, 2008, 06:27:42 AM »
~ Better than a gold watch ~

Assassin ^ Retired Cop/Detective ~ Better than a gold watch ~ detective is forced into early retirement (you can pick the reason). In his time with vise and with the cops he has gained many enemies. An assassin in contracted to kill him. The local Don wants someone outside of the mob to take care of the job. She is offered a free pass to work in the city if she gets the job done. Thinking that the retired cop is an old man. She is completely caught off guard to find a man under 30. Distracting her, the man manages to unarm her. Beating her he decides not to kill her yet, deciding to take out his anger over being retired on her, then rape her. After fucking her senseless he decides to let her go but keep her gun as a souvenir. A few days later she shows back up demanding her gun back. He again beats the hell out of her, maybe he does not rape her this time. She is in denial that she likes him to beat and rape her. He is in denial that he likes to beat and rape her. Both kinda of find themselves addicted to the situation. Over the next few weeks she makes an unconscious decision not to kill him but she still goes to his house on a regular basis.



~ My plan is after the rape and he tosses her out....

~ For whatever reason she calls him in a day or two... warning him to leave town for a couple of days... she does not tell him why just that he should go on vacation... (What she is not telling him is her mentor Bryan is in town to finish the job she started...)

~ The day he is scheduled to return she is in his house searching for her guns, she was not there sooner fearing Bryan would catch her. He comes home sooner than she expected and has to flee leaving her bag behind.

~ One of my thoughts is she has a remote control vibrator... he finds the remote in her bag but is not entirely sure what it belongs to though.

~ Later in the week she once again shows up on his door step dressed up like a fast food delivery person (Maybe she noticed menus around that she knew he order from this place often) having learned from her mistake she stays out of arms reach at first. Demanding her guns back he offers to get them... At this point he either surprises her and over powers her or he for whatever reason happened to have the remote in his pocket. If the remote he finds a way to push the button no doubt he is hoping for an electric collar and it turns out she has her vibrator in, once turned on she almost immediately starts to cum and becomes distracted.... He either choose to fuck her again or just beast the hell out of her....

~ Since she did not get her bag back from him she shows up on his doorstep a few days later, injured... Expecting him to bandage her up. Maybe he ahs a new girlfriend at the house? trying to tell himself he is normal, that he is not violent. She is likely to try to sow him that it is not just her he likes to beat up. She encourages him to hurt the girl and watches as he rapes her.....

~ At some point in the future she calls him to a hotel room where she has a woman drunk. The woman has a hit on her by her husband and she ants to watch him hurt her and rape her before killing the mark.

~ After that time maybe he has her cell phone number and calls her when he has had a really bad day and needs to relieve stress. On days that he just beats/tortures her he uses the remote controlled vibrator on her.

~ Maybe he becomes a private detective and occasionally calls her when he knows someone is guilty of a serious crime but cant prove it and wants him dead.

~ Maybe the toy becomes something like a collar between them. He tells her she is going to have it in every time he sees her (Whether or not he chooses to use it). The first couple of times she is of course going to refuse and make him teach her a lesson.





[spoiler]A retired cop... The only thing that stood between her and her free ticket to the city. The heat had become too close in Texas for her to continue to work safely. Coming east had been the only option if she wanted to stay a ghost and one step ahead of the law. Briefly she had entertained the thought of going to California, but most of the gangs did their own work. They had no need to out source and most did not appreciate someone new on their turf. Actually from past experience, they did not share well.

The mob, of course, had been a problem with coming east. It had taken some thought to come up with an offer to work in their city while avoiding working directly for them. One job. A little birdie had told her the Don was furious over a little incident involving his son and a cop. Apparently the Don was seeking someone outside the organization to take care of the problem. Rumor was the Don had enough heat from vise. A cop killing would not look good, even if it was a retired cop. Besides it looked bad for the son that someone else from within had to clean up this mess.

Kill the cop and she could work freely in the city. It was hell of a bargain. Arriving in the city three days ago she had found out the cop in question had been forced into retirement. Probably in part to the Don reaching out to one of his political buddies. At least that was the rumor she had heard. Not that it would make any difference to her now. What was one old man?

Scouting the house had been easy. Somehow a cops house should have been more difficult than her typical mark. In two days she had clearly not seen her mark. Last night she had caught a glimpse of a shadow against the curtain. That did not bother her. It was not the first time she had worked blind. So far she had never made a mistake.

It had been a lucky break that she had found a second story window cracked and unlocked. A quick sweep through the house she had found it empty. That was okay. There was plenty time. Two hours she laid beneath his bed, listening for the sound of the car, the front door opening. By standards, two hours was not that much time. Hearing the front door click open, her breath caught in her throat. Adrenaline pumped and it was an effort to force herself to lay still.

Once the sounds of movement died down and she could hear the faint noise from the tv. Carefully she worked her way out from beneath the bed. Slipping the gun into her right hand and a small knife in his left hand. Taking her time, she carefully moved down the stairs, keeping her green eyes open for movement. Finding each room empty so kept moving. Silently she creped into the living room. finding a young man laying on the couch.

“Sit up... keep your hands in sight....”

The voice was steady and she was close enough that the gun was only inches from him. It was her plan to use the knife but finding a young man had thrown her plans up in the air. This was the first time she had actually been surprised during a job. It had never crossed her mind that the marks son would be here instead of the old man. Now she had to decide what to do with him until. The thought of killing an innocent by stander was not appealing, but neither was leaving a witness.

“Your name?” [/spoiler]
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #22 on: November 16, 2008, 06:28:08 AM »
~Biker Owned~


Female ^ Biker Gang ~Biker Owned~ Modern Setting. She is on her way home from vacation when she pulls into a rest stop and is kidnapped by a biker gang, enslaved and raped repeatedly.


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Leaving the airport in the rented sports car, she was excited to be back in the US. A week in Cancun Mexico had been amazing, although it was impossible to deny that beneath the beauty there was a level of danger. If one listened to the news, it was filled with stories of kidnapping and ransom. Of drug and gang killing or violence. All of this she knew before going, but had been assured that Cancun was safe. And it was safe, she had never had a problem.

It was cheaper to land in the city and drive the two hours back to college. The desert was as hot as she remembered. Pulling over from time to time for gas and refreshments. The refreshments finally caught up to her. Forcing her to make an emergency stop at a rest stop. Her parents had always warned her away, but she really had to go. Plus as she parked there were two other cars outside. One family pulled away as she ran for the bathroom with just her keys and cell phone in hand.

Short shorts showed off her new beach tan. By no means was she dark but just had a little color. Hair pulled back in a pony tail. She had left her sunglasses in the car. Locking the bathroom stall she did her business. Coming out, washing her hands. She was aware of a rumbling outside. Figuring it must be a few semi trucks or maybe a stray motorcycle. Never imaging when she walked out that there would be a number of bikers all parked really close to her car. Finding herself unsure if she should just ignore them and go to her car, or go back inside and lock a stall door until they left. [/spoiler]
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #23 on: November 16, 2008, 06:28:31 AM »
~Blood doll~


Human^ Vampire ~Blood doll~ Modern setting. She becomes is a scientist/doctor that becomes the blood doll to a vampire. May lead to her turning into a vampire or being killed.


[spoiler]“Thank you…” The clapping was a mixed reception as Amberlyn made her way off stage.

Of course that was probably the point of the entire conference. They were all scientist but there was a mixed bag. This conference was for papers that where still considered a little extreme, at leas to the outside world. Most of them working on various controversial topics. Some of them working on projects society as a large did not even know was happening. Those were the lucky ones, they didn’t have the attention of the nut jobs and fanatics yet.

There were three more speakers of the day. Four more hours and the final speaker was climbing down the stairs. As everyone stood to clap, there were the sounds of pops somewhere toward the back. At first no one paid any mind until there were screams. Suddenly people where running. Everyone trying to get out of the room. In the chaos, she felt pain tear through her shoulder.

Somehow she managed to stumble out of the room. Only after she fell into a stairwell did she stop to stare at the blood and numbness in her arm. A gunshot wound. She was still assessing it when the door burst open. Before she could realize how it was, she saw the guy launch himself at her. Feeling the knife cut into her. The pain was bad. It was really bad. As fast as he was there, he was running, leaving her bleeding on the floor. [/spoiler]
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Re: ~ Violent Doll Baby ~
« Reply #24 on: November 16, 2008, 06:29:05 AM »
~Bow and Arrows~


Human/Elven ^ Hunter/? ~Bow and Arrows~ Fantasy Setting. She is hunted down. Shot several times with arrows. Raped. Possible snuff or extreme content

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The afternoon was calm. Although warm, the light breeze through the trees kept her comfortable. Several hours before sunset, she made the decision to stop and make camp for the night. Already almost a day ahead of schedule, there seemed to be no harm in having a slightly lazy day. At the little fresh water stream, she shimmied out of her pack. Letting it drop against a near by willow tree.

Gathering stones, she carefully cleared a fair area and began to build a small ring with the stones. Once the area was secure, she started the fire for the evening meal. It did not take long before the light smoke smell wafted in the air. Almost reassuring in its familiarity. Satisfied, she pulled out her water skins, setting them near the stream so that she could easily fill them in the morning before moving on. Some time was spent gathering extra wood for the night as she did not wish to stumble around in the dark because the fire had died before dawn.

The evening meal went well. The travel food did not have much taste, but it was filling and worked till she made it back to civilization. Banking the fire for the evening, she stretched out easily on her bed roll. Hand wrapped lightly in her hand in case of animals. The song of the night was melodic and beautiful. A soft wind in the leaves. Chirping insects. A few night predators. Peaceful, it was always easy to fall asleep out here.

~Snap~

The sound was out of place from the early morning birds. Starting to lift her head, pain exploded as a grip on her hair helped pull her to her knees. Still trying to process what was happening the shirt she was wearing was pulled tight and then a breeze. A hard jerk of the shirt as her hair was released sent her sprawling to the ground. The shirt tore partially from her body in the process. Turning to look at her attacker, what she noticed was an arrow notched and leveled at her. The man behind the attack was suddenly less important.

“Run Little Whore…” The words came out in a whisper. Barely audible past the birds.

Run she did. With barely a second thought. [/spoiler]




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.... I need an orgasm and a nap....

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