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| File 13 Got something you were going to throw away, something that just didn't fit or work out the way you planned? Share it here. |
11-25-2007, 09:12 PM
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Vammosa Island
Ann was marooned on a strange tropical Island, She stood half naked on the beach, Her torn and ragged clothes barely covered her exotic and lithe body. She stared out into the Ocean, Her Yaught was a wreck. It had crashed into the local reef and the other crew members had been lost at Sea during last nights terrible storm that had led to this disaster.
Beautiful Blonde haired Ann was all alone, On a Pacific Island surrounded by thousands of kilometres of Ocean. But today the weather was Sunny and fine. Not like last nights chaotic hellstrom.
Ann wondered how she had survived, she wondered If their were other survivors, She decided that she would roam across the beach and see If anyone had washed up to shore like she had...
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03-31-2008, 11:09 PM
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He sat and watched the blonde haired girl.. He stared at her walking alone along the beach... She was the first human being he had seen in 20 years... He realised she must have been marooned due to some unforseen accident..
Why had fate brought her to his island... Vammosa Island. The island he had lived on all these years... all by himself.
He had wanted to escape the madness of this world so he had sailed here 20 years ago living the life of a hermit... On this island he had found peace and happiness.. he was free from the rules and dictate of human society.. he was one with nature and the environment the way he was meant to be..
he had found his truth in a tropical paradise.. but now a stranger was here a blonde haired caucasian woman had invaded his paradise... he decided to observe her from a distance...
She had no concept of the dangers of this island...
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05-18-2008, 10:36 PM
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The beast trampled through the undergrowth. It had only one need.. One desire.. Food, meat, blood. It sniffed the air with It's bestial snout, It could smell human, the strong succulent scent of human. Human was It's favorite meat, so rich and tasty, so succulent. It started moving quickly towards that smell, It seemed to be in the direction of the beach..The beast would enjoy this feast indeed!
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09-09-2008, 09:12 PM
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The Wizard stood atop the mountain cliff, he stared down at the beach, and the sun shone down apon him, but he was sheltered by his conicle browed hat. and his flowing wizardly robes.
He noticed there was a chaotic energy swirling around his Island.. someone was in trouble, was the beast up to its old tricks again?, the wizard summoned the wind around him with a gusture of his hands and he took to the sky, flying like a hawk...
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