truthpurveyor
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OOC: This is "out there" for me, but nevertheless a fantasy I'd like to explore. I'd like to work with three other writers, two female and willing to explore the concept of N/C in an eerie setting, the third may be either male or female and would be the "evil ones" accomplice in the womens ravagement.
I will repost the following to a thread as enough interested players join with thier characters and ideas...Thank You
IC: Envision if you will an island in the pacific, inhabited by no human being for the last 50 years. At the base of a volcanic mountain rests a small waterfall and on the sandy shores of the resulting pool of warm water sets a statue. The image stares down at the pool of water as it has since the eruption of the volcano and the inhabitants of the island were driven away.
Above a small plane engine coughs, a black cloud of smoking emitting from the engine compartment, then loses power forcing the three occupants of the plane to prepare for a forced landing.
The faces of the three are white with fear, the knuckles of the female pilot defined as she grips the "stick" in unwanted anticipation of the rough landing ahead. The landing is almost a success, the landing gear holding until the last few seconds, skidding the plane into a large pile of rock and rendering the planes inhabitants unconcious.
Slowly each stirs and pulls themselves from the destroyed plane, making thier way to the sound of falling water.
I will repost the following to a thread as enough interested players join with thier characters and ideas...Thank You
IC: Envision if you will an island in the pacific, inhabited by no human being for the last 50 years. At the base of a volcanic mountain rests a small waterfall and on the sandy shores of the resulting pool of warm water sets a statue. The image stares down at the pool of water as it has since the eruption of the volcano and the inhabitants of the island were driven away.
Above a small plane engine coughs, a black cloud of smoking emitting from the engine compartment, then loses power forcing the three occupants of the plane to prepare for a forced landing.
The faces of the three are white with fear, the knuckles of the female pilot defined as she grips the "stick" in unwanted anticipation of the rough landing ahead. The landing is almost a success, the landing gear holding until the last few seconds, skidding the plane into a large pile of rock and rendering the planes inhabitants unconcious.
Slowly each stirs and pulls themselves from the destroyed plane, making thier way to the sound of falling water.
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