This is bad. You've fucked up before, but never like this. You're being charged with murder and things aren't looking good for you. They have a parade of witnesses who claim they saw you kill the victim, were they bribed or are they telling the truth, you don't know. The jury has been giving you looks that don't mean anything good. The judge constantly stares at you with accusing eyes while the witnesses all say you killed the man. After months of fierce legal battling the jury has finally reached a verdict. You walk into the court room, your hands and legs cuffed so you cannot hurt anybody. You walk over to your lawyer and sit down beside him. He gives you a look and you can tell that things probably aren't going to go your way.<br/>"Has the jury reached a verdict?" The judge asks the foreman of the jury.<br/>"We have, your honor." He answers, "On the count of first degree murder, we find the defendant..." Your heart is racing. You pray that they will not say what you think they are going to say. Time seems to stop for a split second, then starts up again as the foreman says the final word. "Guilty." The foreman finishes. Your heart sinks. Now all you can do is pray they lock you up in a conventional prison, but you already know they won't. Murder has only one punishment now-a-days. The judge turnes to you, his gown fluttering a bit.<br/>"I sentence you to life on the Isle de Vour." He says, "May God have mercy on your soul." A few police officers come in and escort you outside to a waiting van. You enter, and they slam shut the doors behind you.<br/><br/>--------------------------------<br/><br/>The Isle de Vour is a small island off the coast of Oregon. It has a circular shape and one side of the island is ten miles in diameter. There are a few groves of fruit trees there, a few vegetable patches, but absolutely no animals. There may not be animals, but you are not alone there. Everyone in the states of Oregon, California, and Nevada who are convicted of murder get sent to the Isle de Vour, and some of them are pretty nasty fellows. You do not receive any supplies or weapons when you reach the island, all you have is the clothes you were wearing when you were arrested. There are no guards on the Isle de Vour, no buildings save for a small wooden dock where the police drop off new arrivals. The island is mostly forest with a few hills in the center, there are no trees on the hills either. The grass in the forest and on the hills is lush and green, and about half a foot tall.<br/><br/>----------------------------<br/><br/>You don't have to be human in this roleplay, but it is an option. No being micro because that would make your character being convicted of murder very unbelievable, you can be macro, but no taller than 20 ft high. No godmodding, if you are in a fight then you have to give your opponent a fair chance to respond to any attacks you try to do. If there are any arguements I get the final say. All types of vore are allowed, sex is allowed, and scat is allowed. NO MAKING UP REPUTATIONS FOR YOUR CHARACTER! You can have a rep that he had back BEFORE he came to the Isle de Vour, but you can't say your person is "The deadliest man on the Isle de Vour" or some shit like that. There is one last rule, and that is to HAVE FUN!<br/><br/>-----------------------------<br/><br/>This is the character sheet. You are only allowed to have one character at a time, so don't go creating characters all willy nilly.<br/><br/>Name: Your characters name.<br/>Age: How old is he/she?<br/>Species: What is he/she?<br/>Gender: Male, female, or herm?<br/>Description: Describe your character. His/her attitude, looks, hair, anything you might find relevant(you can use pictures.).<br/>Bio: Give us a backstory on your character(it can be as short or as long as you like, it's only limited by your imagination!).<br/>Vore likes: What do you like?<br/>Vore dislikes: What should we avoid doing to you?<br/>Pred/prey ratio: You a pred... or a prey...?<br/><br/>-------------------------------<br/><br/>Name: Ashton<br/>Age: 18<br/>Species: Human<br/>Gender: Male<br/>Description: Ashton is a punk from california. He wears skin tight plaid jeans, a jacket with black metal studs in it, a "subhuman" t-shirt, and black converse all-stars. Ashton has short spiked hair which is dyed green. He hates almost everyone and doesn't hide his dislike for them.<br/>Bio: Ashton had a lot of enemies in his hometown, a lot of people who would love to see him get sent away to the Isle de Vour. He was framed for the murder and swears on his mother's grave that he didn't kill that person. The few friends he does have promised him that they would try to come rescue him, but it would take a few weeks. Since there are no guards on the Isle de Vour, there is nobody to stop him from going home, so it sounds like a sound plan. Ashton will do whatever it takes to survive until his friends arrive, even if it means being somebodies bitch.<br/>Vore likes: All but dislikes.<br/>Vore dislikes: Hard vore(performed on him).<br/>Pred/prey ratio: 15/85 (He is mostly prey, but if he gets hungry and can't find food then he'll hard vore the nearest person.)<br/><br/>---------------------------<br/><br/>One final note. Please ask me before saying you found some kind of landmark(a grove of fruit trees, a vegetable patch, a grave(there are A LOT of them here because people tend to make friends and when their friends die they bury what's left of them.), ect.).