The Isle

[truthpurveyor]

A thread that has the characters filled for now, please keep all comments and ideas not directly involved with this thread at the OOC thread made for that purpose. Thank You and Enjoy!

IC: Envision if you will an island in the pacific, uninhabited 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 female passengers of the plane to prepare for a forced landing.


The faces of the three are white with fear, the knuckles of the pilot defined as he 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.

 

[sexylilmissie]

Tammi

When I first open my eyes all I can see is a dizzying swirl of green color that fades to grey as a white hot flash of pain contorts my features.

Forcing myself to stay concious, I struggle to lift my head. The sight of the plane laying in a twisted mangled pile of still smoking rubble causes my breath to catch in my throat.

Pushing myself slowly to my knees I am hit by another round of dizziness. As it passes I look around and see my companions still laying on the ground but each gives me the assurance of being alive as they begin to stir as well.

At any other time I might stop to render my assistance but my head is still addled and all I think about is the sound of rushing water. I stagger off towards it weaving in amongst the trees. Arriving I sink to my knees and cup my shaking hands for a drink, some of it spilling out over my 36d breasts

 

[geri]

Deanna Moore

My head ached and I didn't want to open my eyes. I felt bruised and battered and flashes of what had happened only moments ago flashed against my eyes. I opened them hoping to get rid of the images. It was supposed to be a pleasure trip and I idly wondered when the pleasure part was going to start.

Rolling on my hands and knees I saw Tammi was nowhere to be found but our other companion was stirring as well. Practically crawling to the wreckage of the small plane I reached in and fished around for the first aide kit pulling it out and then reaching in to find emergency supplies. Pulling that out I opened it and found I was praying that we were rescued soon because what was in the kit did not look appitizing. Whatever wasn't dried or powdered was canned. I hated canned meat.

I looked around for Tammi thinking that I would need to use the first aide kit on her only to see that she was already at the pool drinking her fill. At least we would have plenty of water. And a quick rescue I silently hoped. Though we had not told any friends we were going because we wanted to get away from the stress of everyday life we had filed flight plans and so someone would look for us after a period of time. Wouldn't they?

 

[truthpurveyor]

The evil one

Triggered by the presence of living, breathing beings a small spark leaps into existence deep within the cold statue.
As conciousness returns to the crash victims so does it return to the rock figure and with conciousness the urge to feed on living minds and flesh.

 

[cgraven]

Mike Williams.

Damn a simple Island hop done it a hundred times, weather moving in, AVONICS out, off course. Hell maybe the “Sawbies” where right “women where bad luck aboard ships, well she was no ship. I wondered if that carries over to air craft, because I got three on board and just about everything that could go wrong had gone wrong. Everything but…….. Shit I spoke too soon #1 engine was coughing and belching smoke. I started looking for some place to put her down other than the middle of the Pacific.

‘Mayday……Mayday…... this is Island clipper 135 position unknown any station respond.

‘’Island Clipper this is Pan Am 1420 ….have you weak give me a long count.”

“Pan Am 1420 1…2…3..4….5…..6….7….8…9…10 long count over “

Nothing but static. That when I saw it just a speck on the horizon a chance.

******************

I felt as if I had been on a tow week bender and stiff as all hell. They where missing and I needed water, fresh water. Too many of these Pacific Atolls had no source of fresh water and without it we had five to seven days till the end.

I stumbled about for an hour or more before I found it. A small spring tucked under a stone out cropping. Two of my lost lambs all ready drinking from the spring .

Damn this better be fresh water.

Cupping my hands I tasted it, and then drank greedily.

Well Mike one problem solved. I thought to myself and then it hit me………..A growing feeling a need.

"Ladies If you'll excuse me I think a Had better find your friend."

***********************

Back at the chrash site I gathered some thing that woul come in handy later.

Damn broads always a thron in my ass. Well If I got the chance I'd show them.

 

[Tif]

OOC:

Vivian Morgan
30 years old, Single, 34b 24 34
5' 3" tall
Treating herself to a vacation, is a business woman who is used to making a lot of decisions but secretly wants to have someone else do the decision making.

IC: I came to to find myself alone. My companions were no where to be seen. Had they abandoned me? I crawled away from the wreck of the plane and heard water. I thought of nothing else as I stumbled toward the sound.

My once white jumpsuit no torn and dirty showed little sign of blood, I must not have been hurt badly, although the pain my body would say different. I stumbled on the High heels I had worn. Damn I should have worn my sensible shoes like Tammi had said. Always fashionable though, You had to be in my business.

I got to the water to find my companions already drinking. I knelt down and began to quench this thirst that seemed unquenchable, not bothering yet to speak with anyone.

 

[geri]

Dee

Seeing Vivian join Tammi I figured I would go and join them. Making my way slowly and painfully to the water I drank deeply and splashed the water over my face and head.

The feeling of the cool liquid was heaven and I sank down the the ground cupping my hands and enjoying the feeling again as I repeated it. Tearing a piece of my already torn Tshirt off I dipped it in the water and began to bathe the rest of my body looking for any scratches, scrapes or anything worse.

Looking over at my two friends I gave a sickly smile. "Okay, anyone want to tell me when the fun starts?"

 

[Peg]

Dave: Bush-Man

There I was sitting the bushes watchign this group of people drinking out of my pond. Ever since everyone left because they thought the statue was cursed he had been aloen on this island and although he loved the peace fo ra long time he had been very lonely so he was glad to finally see another human.
There they were drinmking away it was just a matter of waiting to pick his moment.
He sat there just under 6ft a rough face due to being unable to shave properly, having no clothes he was just wearing a pair of DIY shorts that her had made out of leaves adn branches.

 

[Tif]

Vivian

Seeing Dee washing her self I decided to take her lead. I looked around and seeing noone but the three of us I slipped out of my white jumpsuit carefully folding it and laying it on the ground I waded out to the water and began to wash myself. Looking to see if there were anything besides mild bruises.

"Do either of you think there are any people around here?" I asked not really wanting to hear the answer."We need to come up with a way to get help, at least get to a phone." But which way I thought to myself.

 

[sexylilmissie]

Tammi

Finally feeling as though my thirst might be slaked for the moment I raised my head, a single drip still clinging to the bottom of my chin. Seeing Dee and Vivian had finally arrived and were bathing I realised just how filthy I was myself.

Opening my shirt and leaning over carefully, splashing water over myself, enjoying the cooling feel. Hearing my companions questions had brought a few to mind myself.

I had been raised in a family that did a lot of camping and backpacking, so I had a rudimentry knowlage of basic survival but I had to ask if anybody else did.

I had to laugh when Dee asked when the fun was begining though, she reminded me of myself at my most cynical.

 

[truthpurveyor]

The evil one

Voices come to me, shouts, motion...all actions contain energy and with each movement the women make I take part of that energy...

Quickly my strength returns and one by one I reach out with my mind and touch the females thoughts.

And...I find the thoughts of a man as well. Excellent! I will soon have a partner to help me. Yes, to help me..To capture and delve into the minds and bodies of the young, delicious women!

Concentrating I delve into his mind to find the tools that will turn him to me...pain, anger and grief...they are all there and fresh within him. I begin to nurture those feelings, bringing them to the front of his thoughts and helping them grow...

The women I work on in a different way...I begin to explore the thoughts they keep most private to them, the weaknesses and the fears they hide so well, exploring the secrets one by one...

 

[cgraven]

Well I’d show them if I got the chance…… why wait for a chance, why not split them, isolate them, on a wild goose chase. Then deal with them one at a time.

Hmm who should I select for my first shall we say date……..Vivian

Yes the feeling growing ever strong within me.....Vivian would be the first.

As I came back to the spring their voices soft, sweet seductive, tempting and the sluts where probably parading, about nude, splashing water on there firm young breasts.

oh yes I would deal with then one at a time but Vivian would be the 1st.

Hope everyone is decent man entering camp I’m coming in..

 

[geri]

Dee

I sank back against the cool rocks shaking my head in answer to Vivian's questions. "We made a pact to leave all things of the modern world behind, remember? Not even a small cell phone would be allowed in our presence until our vacation was over. We were going to get back to nature and remove the stress of our high pressure jobs. Well, you can't get anymore natural than this. All alone on an island with no one around that we know of. No way to get off, no resturants and no clothes sales which is one thing we could really use about now by the way."

I smiled at Tammi's laugh. I know they both knew I used sarcasm to cover up my nervousness and right now I was beyond nervous, I was scared. I had never been an outdoors person, I was city born and bred. The closest I came to sleeping in the outdoors was when my brothers and sisters and I took our blankets and slept on the fire escape the night the air conditioner broke in our apartment in the middle of summer.

Just then a scene from my past flashed through my mind. My oldest brother Sean babysitting me and getting mad at me for going into his room and breaking something in there. I don't even remember what it was. Him grabbing me by the arm and putting me in the hall closet and telling me it was my punishment for touching his stuff. Me panicing and pounding on the door, screaming for him to let me out, begging for him to open the door because it was so dark and scary in there. Screaming until my throat was sore and then curling up into a ball on the floor to sob and sniffle until my mother showed up and found me that way.

Sean had paid a high price for losing his temper and he had done everything he could to make up for it but the damage had been done. I could never stand enclosed places after that. I would walk up the stairs rather than go into an elevator, I never went on the field trip to the caves the one year my fifth grade class went there and that was just a sample of my claustrophobia.

Now the whole scene played before my eyes once again and a feeling I thought I had put away washed over me. I sat up and my hands went to my throat, I couldn't breath, I couldn't think and I felt trapped. I felt the fear and panic rise up from my stomach and then...and then it was gone as quickly as it had come and I heard our pilot calling out to us.

Looking at my friends I hoped no one had caught site of the momentary flashback and I struggled to my feet.

"Hold on!" I called out to him. "We're bathing. Give us a moment to get decent!"

 

[Tif]

Vivian

I hurried to slip back into my once White jump suit the water still clinging to my body leaving it a bit transparent. I heard the captain comming. Thank god he is still alive. He has to have some type of survival training. He surely can lead us to civilization. I slip into my heals again cursing myself for not having my sensible shoes on when I boarded the plane.
With Dee and the pilot we should do just fine, I thought to myself, I felt a little bit of relief just having the two of them around.

 

[cgraven]

"Hold on!"……."We're bathing. Give us a moment to get decent!"
So cool my heels is it, wait on their pleasure, and only come at their beck and call. Well that would all be changing very soon Ms. Deanna Moore. It will be you and you and your friends that will wait on my pleasures like it or not. The mere though of their defiant ‘NO’s” turning to pleas to stop thrilled me.

I’d send Tammi back to the crash site, the snare you catch her leaving her hanging by her delicate ankles till I could give her my full attention.

A “Wild Goose” chase for Ms. Deana Moore.

“Ready or not I coming in Ladies, there is too much to be done if we are going to make it.”

I went over all the basics for survival, the search of the crash site for any thing that might be of use, the need to find if the island was inhabited and the real need for shelter from the elements in this depictive paradise.

“Tammi you take the plane. Just follow the path there is the shortest and safest route.”

“Ms Moore see where that path leads, you may find a village, if not and you reach the beach follow it. That’s the best way to find out if we are on a deserted Island or not.”

Ms. Morgan you better stay here and help me with the shelter those heels are very fetching but not much use for walking on a juggle island.”

 

[geri]

The pilot came barging in and throwing instructions at us. Far from resenting it I was glad. I needed something to get my mind off of the unpleasant flashback and cold core of fear that had come over me a moment ago. Besides what could be simpler than following a path? You went along it until it ended and then came back. Simple, right?

Getting to my feet I brushed my now wet hair away from my face and smiled at my friends. "Hey, anybody who can survive a sale at Macy's can survive this no problem. See you guys on the flip side."

Then with a bit of apprehension I set off down the path that the pilot had shown me hoping no animal or other nasty would come out of hiding. Muggers, druggies and crazies I could handle. Fuzzy furries were not my specialty.

 

[Peg]

Bush-Man

I smiled watching the girls seperate, this was my chance. I chose the girl they called Dee she was the one, slowly and quietly and crept along watching her. She was quite the looked and it had been yeas since I had seen a womannever mind such a beatiful specimen.
I watched as she walked waiting for my moment, when I suddenly stepped on a branch shocked as it made the loudest snap I ever heard.
I stopped dead in my tracks starign straight at Dee waiting to see if she hard it or not...................

 

[sexylilmissie]

tammi

Finnally, a voice of reason! Listening to the deepening panic in the voices of the others had the disconcerting effect of making me aware of how vulnerable I was.

With the piolot clearly capable of taking charge of the situation I was only to glad to follow his instructions. Standing up gracefully holding my shirt closed discretly as I had no time to do it up before he had appeared.

Heading off down the path toward the airplane I wondered just what I was supposed to do. Start pulling out the salvagable things I supose. Lost in thought about how precarious our situation actually was, I didnt see it until it was to late.

A swing snare set so carefully into the ground that it was almost invisible, placed in such a fashion that it was almost impossible to miss by anybody walking over top.

The next few moments were very confusing as my world suddenly tilted crazily. I found myself suddenly hanging upside down with my shirt draped over my head. Totally confused for a split second I couldnt figure out how I managed to get where I was.

MY first concern was with my shirt, hanging over my head I couldnt see a damn thing and that was pissing me off. I tried to shove it back up, but it promptly slid down. Doing it up and trying to tuck it into my pants was an excercise in futility as my pants were just to tight at the waist. Cursing my penchant for form fitting clothing I finnally hit apon an idea. Grabbing the bottom corners and tieing it under my breasts finally seemed to do the trick.

Now being able to look up at my feet I began to get concerned. A stout rope around both ankles disspelled the notion that I was trapped accidentally by a vine or something. But who would have set the trap? I didn't have a clue.

Being a fairly strong and flexable person I tried to do a hanging situp to reach my feet but found I could not do anything other than tire myself out. Panting for breath I relaxed, and then tried the next option. Screaming at the top of my lungs. The acoustics were all wrong though and nobody could hear me.

Finally giving up, I just hung there slowly twisting in the breeze, feeling the blood rushing to my head, waiting on somebodys pleasure to get me out. The rush of blood in my head makes my ears ring and then the world fades to black as I pass out...

 

[Tif]

Vivian
The pilot seemed to know just what to do. It made us all feel more comfortable. After the others had gone I thought I should be helpful.

"What do you need me to do first Mike?" I asked approaching where he stood watching the others go on their assigned missions. He turned and just stared at me. something in his eyes I didn't like. I backed away a bit then thought. I'm just being paranoid.

I asked again "Where should we start?"

 

[cgraven]

"What do you need me to do first Mike?"

I tuned and looked at Vivian, ah so she wanted to know what I needed her to do, hell she sure was going to find out, my jaw set my eyes looking her up and down, like a starving man that just saw his 1st meal in days. Suddenly she took a step back I could see the fear mounting in her, it showed in her eyes. I forced a more composed natural look and so the hope she so desperately need, return to her sparkling eyes.

"Where should we start?"

I looked around, I needed some place to keep her nice and secure till I could get sweet Tammi. My eyes where drawn to a standing stone just the other side of the spring from us. I hadn’t really noticed at 1st, but now I could see, it was clearly man made, all though it was coved with veins. Something in that stone called to my dark brooding soul, and I knew it was the perfect sight for Vivian sacrifice.

“Vivian we could sure use some of those viens over there for binding the poles for the shelter….. You know like the Professor did on “Gillian’s Island.”

My manner was light and airy, I could bide my time for a bit more.

“Come on give me a hand.”

Like a lamb to the slaughter see followed. I had cut several veins when….

“Hay Vivian gives this on a tug I think she ready to come………grab it as high up as you can.”

Vivian is on tip toes as her wrest slips through the snare loop, and I slam my body into hers, my breath feverish against her neck as I whisper ….

“Gotcha honey" and I obscenely lick her ear.

She flailed out with her free hand and legs but stretched as she was she couldn’t get a purchase.

In no time I had her bound, spread-eagled to the standing stone, as she spat her defiance at me, even as the tears stained her cheeks.

There was a low rumbling and the world started to spin.

 

[truthpurveyor]

The evil one

Pain, Fear, Anger...The emotions tore through my eternal soul, empowering me. With all my control, all my remaining power I reached to the core of the source of the strong emotions and began to drain them.

The process of taking anothers emotions is painful and when not understood by the victim it is a horrifying event as well. Reaching into her mind I enhanced the feelings of fear and began to absorb the delicious taste of fear and pain as she screamed.

My stone body began to glow, a tirade of colors that grew in brightness as she began to shriek in absolute panic, feeding me even more. The imprisoning shell began to crumble as I fed on her horror and I felt the air of the island for the first time in over 50 years carress my face.

With one hand I reached forward and held the throat of the female called Vivian as she kicked and struggled and tossing my long black hair back from my face I let out my first sound...a sinister laugh.

"It's soooo good be back with the living" I cackled to the lush female form struggling in my grasp "There are so many pleasures I have been too long without"

The breath nearly choked from Vivian's now weakly struggling form, I released my grip and let her fall to her knees as I called to the inert male form laying nearby.

"It is time to awaken, and to explore the feelings I have tasted in you" I beckoned to his mind jolting him back to conciousness.

 

[geri]

Dee

I moved along the path, my eyes down upon the ground looking out for anything that might trip me like the last four tree roots I had stumbled over. At one point I thought I had heard something behind me and I whirled around to see...nothing. "City girl, you are letting your imagination run wild," I said to myself berating myself for letting my fears get the best of me.

Turning back to the path I started along it again when a scream rent the air and I turned back the way I had come my eyes wide. Someone from camp was in trouble. I let my fear lend speed to my feet and I ran back the way I had come. Or thought I had. It seemed like the same four roots tripping me now that had done so earlier but when I got up and dusted myself off from the last fall I realized I had lost sight of my bearings as well as the path I was following. I was a city girl lost in the wilderness of an island. Panicking for a moment I ran around trying to find the path again or hear something from camp that would lead me there but all too soon I had to admit that I was hopelessly lost.

Standing in the middle of the overgrown land I clenched my fists and tried to calm myself. My chest was heaving and my clothes were torn more now than when we had first crashed. If I pick a direction and follow it it has to lead somewhere I reasoned. Praying I was right for the first time that day I struck out in what I hoped was a northern direction and tried to keep the thoughts that I was getting myself lost even more from pushing itself into my brain.

 

[Tif]

Vivian

Mike and I were busy building the shelter when the next thing I know he slams into me and ties me with vines. At first I thought he was playing then realizing I was in trouble I began to scream. Fear was flowing through my body, more scared than I can ever remember being and for the first time in a long timee I am not in control of the situation I find myself in.

I am bound to a stone and Mike looks on with pleasure in what he has done. I struggle to break free but the vines become tighter. Then as Mike seems to faint as another figure apears out of the rubble of some stone that appears to have been a statue. This sinister form grasps my throat nearly cutting off the air and any chance to scream for help again. As I nearly lose conciousness he releases me and I fall to my knees still bound by the vines. I hang there weak and at the mercy of my captors. I feel my breaths coming is gasps and my throat sore from the throttleing. I look up to see Mike rising, a sight that no longer comforts me.

 

[cgraven]

Dim lee am aware of the trans formation of stone to living entity this soul shock me but doesn’t as something calls to the wild Celtic blood of my ancestors and suddenly we are one in dark propose. I tenderly brush Vivian’s cheek.

“Enjoy my “pet” but Tammi’s lost and needs help seem she’s all tied up.”

I felt stronger by the minute, as if a new life force was growing in me. No more the Officer and gentleman, no longer the dupe, no longer a door matt, no, now I would take what I wanted when I wanted it, and sexy Tammi would be the first to meet the “New Mike”

How lovely Tammi looked their slowly twisting in the breeze, her blouse tied up jut under the curve of her breasts. Her flat belly and flawless skin, begging for my caress, the little slut liked showing off her trim body, that was obvious from form fitting clothing she had chosen to wear. Well show it off she would and a bit more, she would use it, and in any use I wanted.

I bound her wrist behind her back then lifted her head up cradling her in my arms till the blood returned to her head and she regained conciseness.

 

[sexylilmissie]

tammi

Conciousness returning to me slowly, I open my eyes and see Mike holding me up. Opening my mouth I try to speak but find my voice is almost gone from the screaming earlier.

Finnally managing a weak croak, I ask "Why havent you untied me Mike? Somebody laid a trap and I cant get down. Please untie me."

I stop suddenly, aware of the look in his eyes, kind of an insane person but not-as though the insanity was welcomed and nurtured, feeding upon itself. Feeling very nervous all of a sudden, My throat closes up and I cannot speak anymore, but instead look at him helplessly

My apprehention deepens when he shows no intention of releasing me right away, my heart begining to hammer inside my chest. I wasnt as scared as this when the plane was crashing.

Then I realise my hands are tied behind my back and my mouth opens prepared to scream again if I have to. Unfortunatly I am pretty sure I will be doing a lot of it in the next little while