JustaShell
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Isle de Ciel: a small uncharted tropical island somewhere off the east coast of South America. Beautiful beaches, exotic flora and fauna, and an excellent hotel. However, the most talked-about feature of this island was the sexual activities that went on all around the island by vacationers. The hotel staff wouldn't do a thing about it and it was even encouraged. (There was even a sex toy store through the back door of the gift shop.) The island was owned by a Mr. Rufus Cousteau, an unfathomably rich eccentric businessman. Every year, he sends invitations for two weeks of an all-expenses-paid vacation to several colleges all over. The invitations were attained by students in varying ways. Some entered drawings, some took academic exams, etcetera. Why Cousteau did this, no-one knew.
This year, as always, he's sent out invitations and another group of college students will come to the island for some not-so-innocent fun.
Name: Jake
Age: 19 (Freshman)
How he came: Took an academic exam.
Appearance: Medium-tall build, toned chest and arms, brown hair, blue-green eyes, and thin wire-frame glasses.
Jake stepped off the jet that had flown him and the others to Isle de Ciel and shifted his carry-on bag on his back. Stepping onto the trolley, he came to the small airport and collected his bags, only to have them taken by someone else working for the hotel. "No, I can carry them myself." he protested, but the man shook his head. "I insist, sir."
Jake raised an eyebrow; he wasn't used to being called "sir". Following after him, Jake looked around at the many trees planted inside the airport. Wow. Fancy place. he thought to himself as they stepped outside into the bright sun. A quick drive later, they were at the hotel. It loomed so high and wide that for a moment Jake thought it was an entire city. After the checking in process, Jake flopped down on his bed, closing his eyes and wondering what tonight would hold.
((Yep, take two. Last one kinda died. >>
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This year, as always, he's sent out invitations and another group of college students will come to the island for some not-so-innocent fun.
Name: Jake
Age: 19 (Freshman)
How he came: Took an academic exam.
Appearance: Medium-tall build, toned chest and arms, brown hair, blue-green eyes, and thin wire-frame glasses.
Jake stepped off the jet that had flown him and the others to Isle de Ciel and shifted his carry-on bag on his back. Stepping onto the trolley, he came to the small airport and collected his bags, only to have them taken by someone else working for the hotel. "No, I can carry them myself." he protested, but the man shook his head. "I insist, sir."
Jake raised an eyebrow; he wasn't used to being called "sir". Following after him, Jake looked around at the many trees planted inside the airport. Wow. Fancy place. he thought to himself as they stepped outside into the bright sun. A quick drive later, they were at the hotel. It loomed so high and wide that for a moment Jake thought it was an entire city. After the checking in process, Jake flopped down on his bed, closing his eyes and wondering what tonight would hold.
((Yep, take two. Last one kinda died. >>
Open for whoever wants to join. Just put up a little info and jump in.))
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