Mystical Island (tentacle/beastiality/ultra-yiff...oh and a teensy-weensy bit of ovi)

[Altima]

Many sailors, and explorers used to day dream about a magical place where any mans' sexual fantasy could occur. A place so wondrous it became many explorer's dream to discover it, and claim this land as their own. So many lives perished at the foolhardy journey to find this mythical island. Soon, as years passed, the island, and it's many exotic stories were soon forgotten.

That was about 600 years ago. The year is 2009. By now, the age of exploration was long gone, as mankind believed to have uncovered every corner of the map, known where everything was located. They were wrong. The island stayed hidden, until it could find worthy people to uncover it's luscious secrets, and enjoy it's "hospitality".

A trans-pacific plane flies over the ocean, on a routine flight between north America, and Asia. Many passengers aboard this plane are unaware that the island had selected them as the only people to ever locate the island. A storm brews outside, as day turns to night. The plane jolts for a moment, startling the passengers for a moment, as the pilot assures them that they were only going through minor turbulence. As many breath a sigh of relief, the plane gives a sickening heave, before one of the planes engines errupts in flames as lightning strikes it. Soon the plane beings to plummet, spiraling several times. Before anyone could pray to their deities, the plane crashes through the inky blackness that is the ocean.

Not far off from the sinking plane is an island. The few that were well enough to swim began swimming towards the shore, while the others, whether dead or unconscious, sank with the plane. The survivors huddle up on the beach for several hours, until the sun rises. One of the few remaining crew members begins taking a headcount, as he reads off the ships' manifest one by one, hoping that mostly everyone was there.

Deep within the confines of the jungle, something stirs. Three long vines slither along the floor, pausing only a short distance away from where the survivors lay, "watching" them in the quiet of dawn.




***SPOILER ALERT***
Warning: do not read unless you want to know about what lives on this island. Of course, I'll give a mini, non-spoiler explanation in a bit.

Spoiler

In this RP, there is a tentacle/vine/plant creature that produces spores which act as hallucinogens/sexual arousal aromas/whatever you want to call it. This is how people "live" their sexual fantasies. they inhale/come in contact with the spores, and become very aroused, usually hallucinating that they had sex with someone or something that they didn't, because it didn't exist. Of course, if the hallucinator finds someone else, they'll yiff/rape each other.

Also, the plant's vines can yiff us and lay "seeds" inside our bodies which will either grow into a mini vine/plant that is like a part of our body, or become a giant seed, which we will have to "lay"(for those of us into Ovi *points at himself, and at anyone else who likes it*)

Beastilaity comes into this RP because there are other animals that are also "hallucinating"/under the influence of the spores.

For those of you who didn't see the spoiler, this island is infested with a hallucinogenic that makes us, and anything else on the island a little yiffy. Maybe a little TOO yiffy...


profiles:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Orientation:
species: (human furry, alien, whatever)
Description:
other: (anything else you wanna put...)

Slightly simple stuff... this is a yiff RP, with a few fetishes combined :P

oh, and I didn't add them in, 'cuz it'd be something that would be determined by the players(you gais), but Incest, and cubs are fine, if anyone was interested in throwing a couple kids, or siblings onto this island, so they could get raped *looks at Backlasher_Ray*

let's see some profiles. Hope this RP gets mroe attention than my last few RPs...