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 Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 6:55 pm
Welcome to feederism island! Those who are stranded upon these islands from a sipwreck, or a plane crash are the feedee's, and the men and women (who are lightly clothed) that are native to the island are the feeders. But beware, the people of the feeder tribes are quite vicious and will capture their feedee, more than one feeder can team up on a feedee, as well as a feeder can have more feedee to his or herself as long as it's okay with the other feeders who do not wish to be alone.
Rules:
You can only be one or the other, sorry, can't be both.
You'll have to talk to me if you wish to be a feeder tribe leader.
If things get a little too hot (you know what I mean), then go into the mating hut, which is as large as a village its self with many fattening foods as well.
If you go past 500lbs feedee's, your mobility days, or minutes are numbered, because once you reach 650, you'll become immobile.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 7:07 pm
The plane crash was simply terrifying, both engines were failing and it seemed that he could have been the only one who had survived the crash though he was the one who jumped out of the plane with a makeshift parachute. Though it made impact in the water a lot softer, he still had to swim to the nearby tropical island as sand met his soaked clothing, it was a good thing he wore light clothes or else he would have drowned as he crawled onto the beach.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 11:09 am
She didn't know that she would have survived the crash, but she did. The plane sank into the sea, as the girl bobbed on the water's surface. She then spots land as she swam towards it. She only hope that she can continue to survive on...
The Island...
[Can't help it. ^^;]
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 11:20 am
( Oh dear ._. two feedee's, this may not work well, since there are no feeders here, joy, you can feel free to become a feeder or be both since nobody else is here )
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 11:22 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 11:28 am
He finally got some small amounts of supplies he found around the beach of the island as he did not dare wish to go into the forest area of the island since there may be dangers in there he wasn't aware of, he built a small shelter and had salvaged some fruits growing around the place as well.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 11:37 am
She finally reached the island. Her clothes, and coat soaked with sea water, a small fish in her coat pocket.
"Ugh..." she groaned. "Why the hell did this happen on my way to Japan..." She then spotted a makeshift hut. "Someone else survived?" She then got to her feet, got the fish back into the sea, and walk to the hut.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 12:01 pm
He looked at the woman and saw she was coming towards him while he had a spear carved out he watched while she ran towards him and his hut.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 12:16 pm
"Hello?" she asked as she walked to the hut. "Is there anyone here?" She then openned the door, not knowing she might be in danger.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2010 4:30 pm
Mary awoke to the sound of the ocean. Her limbs ached, and the water flowed to her feet. Getting up weakly, she suddenly remembered what happened. The plane crashed. Remains of the aircraft were strewn around the beach, and she saw footprints. She got to her feet, and followed them, wondering where the led to.
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