Devil's Island(IC)
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				Title: <strong>Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 06:39:46</strong>
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				(http://myweb.bgfl.org/parkview/images/stories/mayor_island.jpg)<br><br>Mr. White smiled as the sun rose on the island. He had woken up early for just this special occasion. Today was the day! They’d be starting his little game. All the cameras had been set up, the island was prepared, the customers had paid, the hunters were gathered, as were the prey, and every other perpetration was completed as well.&nbsp; <br><br>He looked over at the captain of his yacht and said “have the men bring them up, and send word for the hunters to move up on deck as well.” The captain nodded his head before moving off to carry out Mr. White’s orders.&nbsp; Good help was so hard to find….that was exactly why Mr. White paid VERY well, well enough that he need not worry about his men betraying him.&nbsp; <br><br>A smile crossed along his lips as he considered the situation of his captives, each one of them either asleep or awake in their own little cage, wearing only what they had been when they were taken, all of their weapons and anything that could be used as a tool taken from them. They were quite helpless…<br><br>Mr. White stood calmly watching the sunrise as he waited for the captives and hunters to arrive. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 06:53:52</strong>
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				Servos had debated on what would be best worn and decided a normal business suite would look rather ridiculous out in the tropics of the jungle. Instead he had elected to throw black cargo pants, a dark under shirt, and a dark red trench coat on to make it clear he wasn't some random mercenary, but also wear something to help his presence. Long white hung from all angels almost hiding the dark brown eyes lurking beneath. His very strut and stance suggested he believed very high of himself and had a huge ego to go with it. As he walked across the ships deck he turned his Mr. White, "I trust you've provided only the best of entertainment," he said in a bored voice.&nbsp; "I'll be rather disappointed if they break to easily," he said turning to regard his "employer". 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 06:58:40</strong>
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				Samantha sat in her cage, conserving her energy as she knew she would probably need it. She had an expression on her face of dead focus. As she sat there she considered her predicament, she had no memory of being captured. The night before was all a blur, she had began partying early after a concert, and blacked out up until the next morning, when she was already in a cage.<br><br><em>"It couldn't be that bad,"</em> she thought to herself, chances were that they would let her out of that cage eventually, and when they did, she would come up with a plan to escape. She watched quietly out of the bars, trying to count how many captors she had to worry about once she got out, and trying to figure out her surroundings.<br><br>As she continued to look around she slowly began to realize that she was in more trouble than she had originally thought. The trip was bumpy, and the the smell of salt water filled the ship. The fact that she was on a ship in the ocean was an easy guess. She kept track of the kinds of weapons the guards had, they were well armed, and escaping would probably have to come with gunshot wounds and end in a hospital trip. The longer she was on the boat made her grow increasingly worried, as it meant there was less and less possibility of getting rescued.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 07:04:44</strong>
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				Mr. White didn’t take his eyes off the sunrise…a sunrise was not something to be wasted. “You needn’t worry” he said calmly “if I have the money to afford you I have the money to afford pray worthy of you, I’ll need you and your fellow hunters over that way for now” he said pointing with one hand to his right. “Right now the trick is just to look threatening, and scary” he smiled a bit as he thought about that…as if they wouldn’t be scared already.&nbsp; <br><br><hr><br><br>A few seconds after Servos had gotten above deck, Alleic appeared, coming up the stairs. He caught the last part of Mr. White and Servos's conversation and nodded his head, walking over to the side that it appeared Mr. White would prefer for them. He looked over at Servos, then at Mr. White, "you get a measure for him?" he asked Servos in a low voice, low enough not to be heard by anyone else. Nodding towards Mr. White. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 07:17:09</strong>
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				Elizabeth, was asleep in her cage still.&nbsp; Driving into the city for some shopping with her mother, she'd stepped out away from her mother for just a few minutes.&nbsp; Here she was, in denim jeans, khaki jacket over her cotton blouse and heeled boots. <br><br>___________________________________<br><br>Alari, was awake, sitting in the corner of her cage, her green eyes watchful under the mop of long dark hair.&nbsp; elbows resting atop her drawn up knees her hands hanging forward as she watched. Feeling the boat the engine had stopped and so had they. Obviously at their destination.&nbsp; Soon they'd know why they were in these cages.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 07:23:07</strong>
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				Money, well if nothing less at least he'd have something to show for his time spent there. He'd nod his head and silently move to the designated area. When the other hunter arrived, or at least what he assumed was the other one he'd turn his head. "I imagine he's quite like anyone else in a field of power," Servos replied in a cool but silent manner himself. "Strong ego, arrogant, well aware the world is in the palm of his hands," he described. "Frankly I'm impressed he's gone through all these precautions, it's not often a man with his wealth and...appetite is so cautious," he said, the entire time his voice was very loyal, and though he spoke lightly of praises it's quite obvious through his tone his own ego was very evident. "If you don't mind me asking what is your particular tastes in games such as these," he asked as he waited. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 07:34:53</strong>
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				Alleic smiled a bit at Servos’ s question “The fear” he said calmly, “the look in a prey’s eyes when it knows its caught.” He smiled a bit wider as he said this, his eyes taking on a slight glint. “and the fact that I’m getting an ungodly number of pounds for this little romp in the woods…man’s gotta pay the bills you know” He chuckled a bit to himself as he said this, it had been to long since he’d been able to use all that ‘Queen and Country’ had taught him. <br><br><hr><br><br>Below decks, the word was given and the guards moved quickly, almost as if they had rehearsed every step. They unlocked the cages, one man opening each one, another keeping a weapon trained on the captive at all times, each girl was pulled out of her cell, a tracking collar was slipped around each girl’s neck. Once this was done the girls were lead up to the top deck. The guards lining them up in full view of the gathered hunters and Mr. White each one with a gun to her back so she knew that any funny business would result in a mess. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 07:40:12</strong>
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				Samantha walked with them, calmly, showing no sign of struggle or worry. She made sure to stay focussed, if some-one was going to kill her, she needed to at least look fearless, and she had the discipline to do it. She looked around everywhere, trying to memorize her surroundings, she didn't have the best memory but she had a general idea of the layout of the boat by the time she got on deck.<br><br>She began to get more and more worried as she looked around; escaping this would be near impossible, as there were simply too many armed guards. She looked directly into the eyes of anyone who looked at her, showing nothing but focused fear. For the time being, the best way to survive seemed to be calm and patient, and see how things played out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 07:52:56</strong>
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				Servos's lips curled ever so lightly at the talk of fear and nodded, "that is quite a rush however," he said turning to acknowledge him. "I enjoy the entire play," he said. "Seeing their ever bright and determined eyes dull and lose that spark of life that was so readily abundant," he chuckled lightly. "To take away one's very identity if by far my favorite pastime," he said before pausing, "well I do rather enjoy my time with my wife," he said before the girls started being brought up. He would tilt his head examining them before moving forward. "Ah now this is very interesting," he said moving up to Samantha though he didn't know her name. His hand would extend and he would take hold of her chin turning it. "You should enjoy what freedom this ship gives you," he said in a low growl his eyes would lock with hers. "Shelter, clothes, and even the tiniest bit of dignity," he said. "You're merely looking into the gateway to hell," he said before he released her chin. "You'll soon miss it," he said told her a dark grin taking shape on his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 08:01:19</strong>
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				Most of Samantha's fear left her upon hearing this, that meant that they didn't plan on killing her anytime soon. At that she knew that not only were they not going to kill her, but most likely take her and the others to the Island. It made perfect sense, the tracking collars would have no point if they were going to be killed. And why would they need to track them on a boat. The Island was the only possible place they were going, she was sure of it. The only problem now was that there was no known way to get back to the mainland. She waited and kept her attitude unchanged, taking in as much information as possible. Whatever was going on here was going to be less than pleasant.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 08:04:28</strong>
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				Alari was still she knew when was the right time and when was not. The Collar secured about her neck she glared at the man who did it. Dressed in simple straight legged track pants and sport top her mid-drift visible and hte rin through her belly button.&nbsp; Slender and hard as stone in body and personality. Though she was certianly of a feninine shape as she was dragged out, the wondered how her kidnappers had fared, she didn't see them. Must be nursing their wounds.&nbsp; Lead up, she'd have made a fine killer in another life. She was that, as a soldier and more. That life was to be over.&nbsp; <br><br>So much for dreams, seemed it wasn't tie for it yet.&nbsp; Walking upon teh deck feeling a bit groggy from the drug she, blinked it back and stood, a look aroudn she already knew where most the people on deck were.&nbsp; Looking over the side she saw the tropical waters and truely had to wonder what sort of mess she'd been dragged into.<br><br>___________________________________________________________<br><br><br>Elizabeth grabbed was surprised by the touch the collar on before she'd even opened her eyes.&nbsp; Shocked to find herself not at home and in a... where was she? Blue eyes sweeping over the cage&nbsp; and the man that filled the frame before her a grip on her arm she puleld trying to what? Fear was the answer as she gasped, a silent sound long legs kicked out but she was picked up without making any sort of dent and dropped to her feet and pushed forward. That was whens he saw the other women, and the men with the guns.&nbsp; Looking tousseled and out of it her legs still felt ike jelly underher as she was pushed to walk along witht he others up and out onto the deck teh light, was nearly blinding as she lifted her slender hands to shield her eyes.&nbsp; Blinking to try and see what was going on, to understand her situation as she tood dumbfounded and confused in the line with the other women.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 08:31:05</strong>
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				Mr. White waited for all the girls to be lined up before beginning. He quickly turned to face them “welcome ladies, to my humble yacht, and in time to my island.” With that he waived his hand towards the island. “I’m sure that all of you are wondering what you are doing here, and with that in mind I’m going to inform you.” He kept his voice firm, yet almost cherry. <br><br>“you have all been taken here against your will, for my purposes. As of right now your old lives are over…done…dead…gone you had best get used to that fact. I have brought you all here because I want to be entertained, because I want my customers to be entertained. You will all be dropped off on my island, there are no people on the island, no buildings, no cars, no machines, and no phones. Once on the island you will only have one task…survive.” <br><br>He paused to let this sink in then continued “I will be watching you, every second of every day. It will be your own little tropical hell you will remain on the island until you are either physically unable to stay, or until you ask to be taken away. At which point I will sell you into slavery. However, the last two of you on the island will be given their freedom…that’s right this is a competition.” Mr. White’s eyes sparkled a bit as he motioned to the hunters “these fine human beings will help to…encourage you to leave the island. I will give you about a day to get settled then let them loose on you…it will be a test of your willpower, and desire to be free. Are there any questions?” <br><br><br>As he asked his final question Mr. White couldn't help but laugh a bit, everything had finally fallen into place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 08:38:45</strong>
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				Servos let himself move back so all attention could be kept completely on Mr. White as he spoke. He supposed he could find different methods to enjoy himself on the ship, hell it'd be a great time to set up different traps for the girls to stumble upon. He'd have to be sure to look into what different devices was available to him, already with the right ideas he had a few ideas to have fun with. These women seemed quite capable of surviving, only one seemed really nervous and out of place. It was times as this it was a luxury he wasn't a average business man, and was quite built and athletic. Still he'd also have to make sure he went over their various backgrounds, he didn't doubt with everything else Mr. White had gotten their different skills noted as to allow his hunters better means to break them. He'd simply remain quite and scan their faces, looking to see who was afraid, who was trying to be strong, and who was actually strong.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 09:43:11</strong>
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				Sarah put on her white outfit, tight, revealing, just what the clients wanted. Sure it was uncomfortable as hell, but it was something she lived with. She was a real show girl, often showing off in every sense of the word. It added a certain enjoyment to the hunt, knowing people were watching her, lusting after her... Hell, the thought right now, brought a smile to her face. She took some more time in front of the mirror, adjusting her suit, fixing her hair, it was all part of the hunt for her. Finally she smiled, satisfied with her looks, she made her way up. She'd been called up, about ten minutes ago, but she didn't care... She weren't missing anything, she'd heard his 'speech' one to many times already.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLivingWonder</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 09:46:26</strong>
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				Hell. Hell on earth. Hell on earth in a hand basket full of fire. Mary twitched and squirmed with every movement and step she would find herself taking down this long, winding path of torment. Her trimmed black fingernails scratched and clawed at her arms as a shiver shook across her thin frame, her short dark curls bobbing before her squinting eyes. The sun was ruthless in its message. Warmth, beauty, paradise. Heaven and Hell couldn't look more similar. The small thing silently beamed with dark brown orbs, leering deep into her captors eyes, following the faces of anyone who thought to look her way. She wanted to remember...she wasn't going to forget. <br><br>She had spent three days at the bottom of that ship, trapped like an animal in a cage. The migraines were the worst part of it, though. Every second her eyes stayed open, Mary could feel her brain pulsing, her skin lighting up, her muscles tensing. Hell was trying to tear away at her from the inside out. She wore a flimsy white tank which hugged to her tight body as nicely as the short black shorts which left most of her bare and naked to the world. Her black and white chucks squeaked against the floor of the yacht as her feet shakily carried her up to the deck, her teeth nibbling and chewing to her lower lip as she casts wide eyed glances between the other girls, and their captors.<br><br>"I have a question." Mary pipes up from seemingly out of nowhere. "When can we take these stupid collars off?" A distasteful growl grumbles from the perturbed girl, her dainty paws tugging at the small metal band about her slender neck. "Couldn't come up with something a little more modern maybe?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 12:31:57</strong>
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				Alari stood silently. Watching the man that spoke the others that stood around. Silent. Assessing. This was going to be rough. Simple as that. Freedom to the two left? Not likely. <br><br>----------------<br><br>Elizabeth was certainly not so calm, as she watched the man speak. Lips parting silently as she looked from him to the others.&nbsp; What? No, her life was not over. Her family was not the type to let her disappearance go.&nbsp; But, how could they know where she is? That was very unlikely, she silently sighed and her shoulders dropped. Not certain of what she could expect. Not knowing terrified her more. Most certainly her imagination was not capable of thinking of the type of things that awaited them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 17:30:24</strong>
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				Upon hearing the news Mr. White was delivering, Samantha had to stop herself from laughing. <em>"A game?"</em> she thought to herself,<em> "A game? You have got to be kidding me. They are going to let us loose and try and hunt us down. Better yet, they plan on letting some of us leave. These rich bastards must be really bored, this operation must have cost them millions."</em> She knew what her plan was now, it was all too simple. Once she got on the Island she would simply short-circuit her tracking device. The shock might knock her out, but since it wasn't made to be able to kill her, she would probably wake up within a couple hours.<br><br>Better yet, her hands were not bound, her legs were not bound, she could easily get a longer head start by jumping into the water and swimming to the island once they got a little closer. <em>"This is a joke,"</em> she thought, <em>"My last boyfriend did a better job than this, and all he had was a few feet of rope."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 21:25:22</strong>
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				Mr. White laughed as he heard Mary’s question “you can never take the collars off” he said calmly “as you may have guessed they are tracking devices, and they carry a charge within them that is strong enough to kill a man…or a woman. They are completely water proof, fire proof, ect ect. The only way one will shock you is if you get it into your head to try and take it off.” He looked at each one of them in turn before continuing “I’d highly suggest that you don’t tamper with them…it would be a shame to leave a mess for the others to clean up” <br><br><br>“Now then” he said “It’s time that we got you on the island, normally I’d simply let my guests take a speedboat, but since I’m not an idiot you’ll all have to swim. You have exactly 10 seconds to be on your way. Before my associates with the very big guns decide they want some target practice” <br><br><br>Mr. White wasn't worried about having them swim, the distance wasn't even a hundred yards, and the waves were anything but rough. If they were able to swim, they'd be able to swim to shore.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 21:30:26</strong>
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				Servos read all of their faces and found himself interested in the restraint of Samantha, her eyes and stance and really her expression was far to forced and he found himself turning to Mr. White once the girls were getting set to leave. "So when one of them elects to swim off the island when do they get far enough their freedom is sacrificed," he asked. "We could be realistic and assume with or without the collars they will try to escape," he stated pointing out the obvious. In their shoes he'd be no different, taking whatever risks it took to be free. He found it hard to believe the collars would discourage the girls from trying.
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				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 21:35:15</strong>
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				Samantha didn't expect the sudden start, she head butted Servos and immediately ducked to avoid any gunfire as she swiped a knife. She slipped the knife into her pocket and dove into the water as fast as she could. She hit the water and swam diagonally downward, that way bullets wouldn't be able to reach her. She began to make her way towards the island. Nearly running out of breath, she silently prayed to God that the guards wouldn't shoot at her the second she came up for air.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 21:47:43</strong>
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				Mr. White smiled “I’ll make the judgment call when it comes to it…if it does. But I doubt it&nbsp; will. The seas here are usually very rough” He nodded at the sky “its actually an unusually nice day today.” He then turned to Servos and the other hunters “We will give them about a day or so, then you’ll be able to make your own way to the island and have your fun”&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 21:55:06</strong>
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				The girl must not of liked the attention he gave her as she went out of her way to headbutt him. His head would move forward by the blow but he'd keep on his feet. She was quick to pull a knife off the guards, Servos having thought better of having himself armed in close proximity wouldn't of had one, and he doubted Mr. White did so himself. His hand would massage the throbbing blow before he let his hand fall to his side. "That woman isn't very bright is she," he asked. "If you're prey the point is not to be noticed," said running his hand through his hair a frown on his face. "I suppose it saves me the trouble of picking looking throw my favorites," he said folding his arms and watching the rest take place. So the girl had a knife, that was hardly going to make a difference later, she'd live to regret her actions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 22:06:31</strong>
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				Samantha got to the shore and ran for the cover of the jungle. She ignored the other women there and worried about her own good. She ran until she was out of breath, then fell into the ground, panting heavily. She took off her shoes and took out the knife. <em>"I have to become invisible,"</em> she though to herself, <em>"I can't do that with a tracking device, who knows what they plan on using them for."</em> She took the knife to her shoes and started cutting rubber strips from the soles.<br><br><em>"They didn't seem to concerned about my knife,"</em> she thought, <em>"I guess they don't realize how much it helps in survival. For starters, it's a cutting tool, that can be used to hunt, carve other weapons, and make all kinds of things. Secondly, and the thing many people don't think of, it's a mirror."</em> She used the knife as a mirror to examine her collar. She took the rubber strips, and carefully used the knife to create a small space to slide the rubber between the collar and her neck. She didn't need to worry about any metal contacts, because the water would have set them off as well.<br><br>She lined her neck with the rubber strips, then looked at the collar for another few minutes, turning it every way she could to try and figure out the best way to disarm it. Finally she wrapped one hand in rubber, and used the knife in her other hand to pry open the grooved pieces. It took about ten tries before she got the knife to slide into the mechanism. <em>"Yes,"</em> she thought as she smiled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 22:17:48</strong>
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				The collar let off a soft BEEP…BEEP…BEEP…..BEEPBEEPBEEP!!!&nbsp; Before a strong discharge of electricity was set off with a loud zapping noise, and the smell of ozone. While rubber is an insulator, steel is an excellent conductor, even more so when it is wet. The knife itself was of a simple design, it was meant to be used in survival situations. As such it was designed not to break. With this in mind it was a single piece, both the blade and handle cast from the same steel in the same mold rather than simply being attached to one another. The advantages of this were the fact that it would be no easier to break the blade from the grip then it would to simply snap the blade in half. The downside …as Samantha was no doubt discovering, was that anything, such as electricity. That the knife came into contact with the person holding would also come into contact with. <br><br><br>The shock itself was not strong enough to knock someone out, the collar possessed different settings depending on the level of tampering. But it was enough to hurt bad, and heat the knife to the point of being untouchable for quite some time.<br><br><hr><br>Alleic laughed a bit as she swam off with the kinfe "She's a wiley one" he said "she'll be fun" he was already considering what approaches would be best to get onto the island unnoticed, and what equpiment he'd want to bring along
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLivingWonder</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 22:19:28</strong>
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				Mary snickered as Mr. White spoke, the sound of his voice sending shivers up and down the slender girls spine. Her hands tugged and pulled at her collar, but to no avail. She looked between Samantha and Servos, then darting her gaze over towards the rail of the ship. The water crashed against the boat in calm little waves, Mary's vision somewhat blurred by the intensity of the suns reflection coming off of the white paint of the yacht. In Mary's mind, she couldn't tell what was worse, the onset of her withdrawal symptoms, or the fact that she was now a contestant in a madman's twisted, perverse little fantasy. She could already tell that none of the other girls seemed too concerned with anyone else but themselves, and why should they be?<br><br>Mary could see the island from where she was, though making out any details would prove a bit more challenging given her current state. Her eyes fluttered some as she so desperately sought to close them; anything to keep out the harsh, blinding light all around her. A swarm of shivers and shakes riddled up from the girls toes and shook across her body once more, snapping her mind into a state of momentary alertness. She knew she wasn't going to be able to get the collar off, and if anything Mr. White was saying was true, her only option at this point seemed to be survival. Her dark brown eyes scanned out into the water, a brief second of contemplation coursing through her already racing mind before a loud splash would be heard coming from the water below.<br><br>Mary struggled to swim, her arms flapping lifelessly out in front of her as every ounce of strength and willpower was summoned to carry her to shore. It felt like hours had passed by the time Mary felt the swift scathing of sand rubbing up against her wet skin and clothes. The fatigued girl flopped onto the beach like a rag doll, flipping onto her back as she gasped for air and sought to lift herself up onto her rear. Minutes passed as Mary sought to regain the energy expended in the swim, her addiction slowly but surely eating away at her physically, while mentally the only thing floating through her head was how she was going to get off this rock.<br><br>Looking out into the horizon, blue skies danced top an endlessly bluer ocean. Mary had always wanted to see the ocean ever since she was a child, though given the circumstances, it wasn't all that spectacular. The sun was only going to drain more and more life out of the girl if she sat on the beach and didn't get moving. Sightseeing time was over. Slowly but surely, Mary carried herself through the sand, and off into the heart of the islands tropical jungle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 22:27:22</strong>
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				Samantha jumped back violently, and dropped the knife. After she got her breath back she went over to the knife, and splashed water from her soaked socks on it to test for electrical discharge. When she saw there was none, she tapped it. The knife was hot, but she couldn't risk being tracked the whole time she was on the island. She wrapped her cock around it and broke a small branch from a tree. For the next five minutes or so she sliced away at the piece of wood until it was thin enough at the end to try and pull apart the collar.<br><br>This time she had a different strategy, she took off her shirt and balled it up. She used the newly crafted tool to peel the already broken part of the collar and with her other hand wrung out water into the inside of it. even if the shock itself still functioned, the computer that controlled it, and the tracking devices would have been short-circuited. Thinking quickly she also picked up a few dry sticks from the ground and held them close to the opened collar, ready to use the sparks to start a fire.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 22:37:40</strong>
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				Sadly there were no sparks, the chip inside the collar which controlled everything had been painstakingly designed to avoid being tampered with, in fact the metal outside was little more than decoration, the wires and chips themselves were each surrounded by a layer of Plexiglas.<br><br>&nbsp;The collar registering that its innards were being tampered with…albeit 100 percent ineffectively let off another BEEP! And began to discharge electricity again, this time at a near fatal level. More than enough to create the heat necessary to melt the rubber around Samantha’s neck within a few moments the rubber would be liquid, and burning her skin, as well as running down her neck and away from the collar. Which would continue to happily shock Samantha. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 22:46:45</strong>
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				Samantha yelled out in pain as the rubber heated up and burned her. She screamed and cried but continued to think through the pain, "I cannot take the rubber out," she told herself repeatedly as tears streamed down her face. She picked up the knife which was slowly cooling down, and used the blunt backside to keep the rubber from melting away completely. She cried and shouted into the jungle. She kept pushing the half melted rubber back up her neck, crying as she did, until the shocking stopped and the rubber finally had a chance to solidify again.<br><br>"Alright!" she yelled, "I'll play your stupid game! It's on you motherfucker!"<br><br>She was still crying in pain, the rubber was now molded into her pores, she lowered her voice again, "it's on now..." She took the knife and pocketed it again, put her shirt back on and walked deeper into the jungle looking for food.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 22:55:19</strong>
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				As the girls made their way to the island Mr. White looked over at his hunters “alright’ he said “that was an interesting start. I’m sure you’re all chomping at the bit to get over there and give chase.”&nbsp; Granted most of that was for the benefit of his customers who were already watching, but hell he hired these hunters, they might as well let him ham it up a bit. “With that in mind I kindly ask that you each go gather your gear, and then report to the bridge. I’ll be there, once you are ready I’ll inform you on how you’ll be getting to the island as well as on the particulars of the rules. You don’t need to wait for one another so if one of you is ready before the others I’m perfectly fine with sending him or her over first.”&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 23:02:01</strong>
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				As Samantha walked into the jungle, she stumbled a bit then fell to her hands and knees. Everything going on was getting to be too much to take in, and it was beginning to make her feel sick. she became dizzy and puked a little bit, "Come on, get yourself together Samantha," she muttered under her breath. She got up and sat down somewhere else. She breathed heavily for a few minutes, her shoes were practically useless now, but she kept them anyways, thinking she may find some use for them.<br><br>Her feet were bare, and she knew she wouldn't last too long like that, so she dug around the brush and found a couple piece of good sized wood. She sat back, leaning against a tree, slashing away at the wood scraps with her knife. She began to carve out something resembling makeshift sandals. The carving helped her calm, it numbed her mind and let her escape the reality of being kidnapped and nearly killed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 23:26:58</strong>
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				The island’s jungle was warm, almost pleasantly so, birds could be heard in the trees, the sound of water crashing on the beaches audible thought the island. In the distance the more rocky mountainous areas could be seen. The deeper one walked into the jungle the thicker the canopy of trees became, almost blocking out the sun, making it seem as if rays of light were stabbing through the canopy to the ground. The day had barely begun and it was already getting hotter and hotter. The sun and heat would soon be merciless. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 23:33:23</strong>
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				As Samantha got about halfway through her new sandals, she got up and stretched, now relaxed. She walked around and took her clothes off then hung them over some branches, in an attempt to try and dry them. It was getting hot, but she still needed to find food and fresh water. She looked around and saw a bird in one of the trees, she threw the knife at it. The bird got hit and fell to the ground. She walked over and picked it up, "Fire," she whispered, "now I need fire."<br><br>She gathered up some sticks, and spread them out in the open sunlight, in an attempt to heat them up at the same time as drying them out. She waited for about thirty minutes as she finished her new shoes. She used the parts form her old shoes to create a cushion on her feet. And used bunched up her laces, putting them in her pocket.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 23:35:19</strong>
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				Servos removed himself to grab his equipment, he had a good deal of different thing's he'd need to use to allow himself the fun he needed. Alot of it was different binding traps, most of it designed to keep the girl's in place, he had then proceeded different devices that would serve like a super dildo could act like a bicycle as it spun would have the dildo's would fuck with them with increasing speed. Of course they were all quite large and there was no reason he couldn't use them to other means. A great deal of what he intended to do could come from his own hands personally, but he'd have the usual knock out darts, and other medications to knock the girls out if he so chose. With everything prepare to move he'd go back to where Mr. White wanted him and would wait for further instructions. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 23:48:09</strong>
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				Samantha picked up the sticks and tried rubbing them together to make a fire. It took her nearly an hour but finally, she got a small fire up. She cheered in excitement, and immediately plucked and cut up the bird. She used another stick a skewer and roasted her food. <em>"This won't be so bad,"</em> she though, <em>"I can keep this up no problem."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 00:02:33</strong>
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				Alleic move down below decks, grabbing his pack with his supplies, some ropes, chains, a few other toys, some MREs, and the small crossbow he was so fond of. His sergeant had always commented on the fact that he insisted on carrying the crossbow, but it had proven useful many times, if for no other reason than it was silent, even more so than a pistol with a silencer. And it didn’t jam. Once he was all packed up he made his way to the bridge surprised to see that Servos was already there, the man moved fast. <br><br><br><hr><br><br>&nbsp; Mr. White looked over at both of the hunters. “Glad to see that you could make it over gentlemen” he said calmly “now then, as I promised I’ll explain the rules in a bit more depth.&nbsp; I’m pretty&nbsp; much giving you a free hand to do as you please with any of the girls that you please. With the one guideline being that you do not permanently damage them. Once you’re ready I’ll have my helicopter fly you to whatever area of the island you like. You’ll be able to keep in contact with me through the radios I gave you, so feel free to call for supplies or anything else you may want. The radio also doubles as a tracking device so that you can tell the location of each girl at any time.” He paused giving them each a second to absorb all of this info.<br><br><br>“Once on the island I’d ask you not to attack them just yet, feel free to get a feeling for the island, observe the girls,&nbsp; and set things up but don’t make any contact with them I’ll radio you once the time for contact comes. Other than that all I can really say is good luck and happy hunting” he grinned as he said this. “so…who’s ready to get moving?” <br><br><br><hr><br>Alleic smiled as he heard the rules "I'm ready now" he said "where's the chopper?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 00:29:55</strong>
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				Alari took her 10 seconds to walk tot eh edge and turn looking at those gathered. Sizing hem up briefly, before turning and with grace of an athlete calm and determined she dived overboard. Slicing through the water with barely a sound, swimming awhile under the water before she surfaced nearly halfway to shore.&nbsp; Legs kicking and arms propelling her forward. Rolling onto her back she continued to swim back as she looked at the large yacht. The name upon the bow and what she could see there was of it before she turned and continued towards the beach.&nbsp; Once upon it she looked around and sighed. She knew where she was and what she was doing would be known. He'd made that clear.&nbsp; Hands upon her hips she stood awhile and considered her options.&nbsp; Watching the other women reach the shore some darting off immediately.&nbsp; Apparently it was going to be an effort of save yourself. Fear made the women weak shame. Pooled together they might have a better chance. <br><br>------------------------------------<br><br>Elizabeth had missed something, her blue eyes sweeping over the people in confusion as the girls started to leap overboard she gasped. Swimming was not her thing, climb rocks and ride a horse yes.. swim?&nbsp; She stood there not certain her blue eyes sweeping over faces looking for the information she'd missed.&nbsp; Turning about looking at the men with guns and the hunters. Stepping back to the edge. Swallowing the nervous fear that felt as if it was about to strangle her. <br><br><br>No choice , she knew it and she jumped over.. and swam her normaly graceful movements were hampred by her near panic as she'd gone under. pushing her way up she began to battle her own fear as she tried to swim towards the shore. Boots and such did more to try and drag her under then let her swim.&nbsp; She was certain she was bout to drown wen her feet made contact with a sandbar.&nbsp; Gasping for air.. she looked back and then to the shore ahead.&nbsp; Knowing she can't stay here she made her way again to shore and once there her eyes sweeping the shore and the trees.&nbsp; As warm as the sun was she still shivered.&nbsp; Before making her way in off the beach to do what? She had no idea.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLivingWonder</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 01:00:30</strong>
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				Mary had been walking for what felt like days. The harsh, humid environment of the jungle bore down on the fatigued girl with little mercy, Mary's pace slowing the deeper she descended into the darkness of the jungle. She tilted her head up to the sky, the trees and fauna of the tropical island stretching hundreds of feet above her, and blotting out whatever rays of sun which didn't manage to beam down onto the jungle floor. The humidity made her skin slick with sweat, the thin material of her tank top and shorts damp and sticky as they clung to her body suffocatingly.<br><br>The weariness of the girl sought to cripple her, a few more staggering steps forcing Mary into a state of shock as she fell to her knees and began panting wildly. She was dehydrated, the fact that her body was already shutting down on her to begin with only made things worse. As she was about to plop onto her face in the dense clearing, she noticed something within earshot. Water. A waterfall to be precise, and what that meant for Mary was salvation. She stumbled and pulled her limping limbs through the thick vegetation, her arms wildly moving out to slap and push at the plant life which sought to obstruct her path. It was music to her ears when the loud roar of a waterfall encompassed her senses. Mary darted to the edge of the body of water, her head dunking into the surface as she began drinking as much water as she could.<br><br>Huddled there, before the falls, there was a strange silence, an almost eerie void. The only noise she could discern was coming from the waterfall, and it had seemed that for the time being, the jungle slept.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kitsune</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 02:10:07</strong>
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				Alexa Vance had sat with her legs pulled close to her body.&nbsp; Every inch of her skin itched with salt from the ocean.&nbsp; The cage was cramped and uncomfortable, the metal bars she was leaning against hard against her back.&nbsp; She was livid with anger but she had kept quiet.&nbsp; Not because she wanted to.&nbsp; Oh, she wanted to scream, but she knew how futile it was.&nbsp; She had heard the stories in her travels of women being kidnapped and she had never once thought it would happen to her.&nbsp; She ran a nervous hand through her salt crusted hair.&nbsp; Yuck.&nbsp; What she wouldn't give for a bath.&nbsp; She loved the sea and the dangerous rush it provided but afterwards, she liked to be clean.&nbsp; Inside she was freaking out but she wasn't going to cry, she was going to wait.&nbsp; There had to be an opportunity to escape...she hoped.<br><br>The last thing Alex remembered was she was on the beach in Oahu and she was watching the waves.&nbsp; Dressed in her bikini with a t-shirt and shorts on and her water shoes, she had grabbed her board and made for the water, clothes and all.&nbsp; She didn't want to miss the beautiful waves making their way to shore.&nbsp; She was riding one and fell suddenly.&nbsp; No biggie, happens all the time, except she couldn't remember anything past that and she woke up in a cage.<br><br>Alex had seen the other girls, some fierce some not so much.&nbsp; One girl gave her concern.&nbsp; The girl was overly quiet.&nbsp; Not a single sound.&nbsp; Alex shook her head and wondered how long she was going to be in this damned cage.&nbsp; She didn't have to wait long, as men came and opened her cage.&nbsp; Instinct made her struggle against them, her fist connecting with one guy, but she was in an awkward position and they just forced her face to the floor and clapped something around her neck.&nbsp; Panic surged through her and she kicked out.&nbsp; A hand wound in her hair and pulled sharply, the pain making her stop.<br><br>"Mr. White won't appreciate it if we mark you before things get started, but we will hurt you if you continue like this," the guard said.&nbsp; <br><br>Alex let them haul her to her feet and march her out the door.&nbsp; The man thankfully released the painful hold on her hair before the sunlight hit her eyes and she blinked.&nbsp; She knew they were on a boat, but a yacht?&nbsp; She was pushed into line with the other girls and she stood by silently.&nbsp; The one known as Mr. White spoke and what he had to say, while scary as hell, royally pissed her off.&nbsp; "Are you fucking kidding me," she muttered.<br><br>One girl didn't take to kindly to all this and she managed to have it out with one of the hunters, if he was one.&nbsp; He certainly liked to dress.&nbsp; She could feel the warmth of the sun and she peered over at the ocean.&nbsp; Beautiful and calm.&nbsp; It seemed to calm her to.&nbsp; She needed to think.&nbsp; She was thinking of going overboard like the girl when the horrid thing around their neck were explained.&nbsp; <em>Damn, this shit just gets worse all the time.&nbsp; What the fuck.</em>&nbsp; She watched as the girls began to dive over the side, seeking the island and their survival.<br><br>Alex paused at the railing and her eyes narrowed as she tried to memorize each and everyone of the hunters' faces.&nbsp; She swore to herself that if she got even half the chance, she was going to take out a few of them.&nbsp; The wind blew her hair into her face and she shook it away.&nbsp; She stood on the railing and then looked back at all of them and defiantly gave them the finger, before diving into the crystal blue.&nbsp; The water crested over her body, the familiar chill and then the easing warmth as her body cut through the depths.&nbsp; She swam for a long time beneath the surface,before coming up.&nbsp; The other girls were quickly making their own way to shore, like mermaids at play.&nbsp; She looked back at the yacht.&nbsp; An idea began to form in her head and she smiled to herself.&nbsp; She'd play there game for now, but sooner or later, she was going to find a way.<br><br>Swimming in smooth long strokes, she reached the shore and walked onto the beach.&nbsp; She didn't set out right away, she just sat on the beach and stared out at the ocean as if it would give her answers.&nbsp; She turned her head and saw the quiet girl and some others.&nbsp; This situation was so weird.&nbsp; She wondered if they should help each other or would it slow things down.&nbsp; Ugh, more salt.&nbsp; Alex would be happy if she could just have a bucket of clean water.<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 02:38:56</strong>
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				Eden sits silently in the cage, hands folded on her lap. She's still, studying the guards and cells. There's too many to risk escape, she could take out one or two but not before the others shot her. Each girl receives a quick sharp glance, why waste time on captives? Still, most are feminine, or at least you can tell their women. With her....She's still in her army fatigues. Eden wears a size larger then she really needs, the loose clothes give her an androgynous look. It's almost impossible to tell her gender. <br><br>Good, whatever the purpose, these girls will make more likely first targets.<br><br>Eden's quiet, not resisting as she's led from the cage on deck. She listens, a hard look on her face as she's informed of the game. So, she has to survive and avoid being caught. Simple enough, there's wood on the island. She can make a spear. They made a mistake taking her, she's a green beret. An evil smirk appears over her face as she considers how she can turn the tides against these people. <br><br>The swim to shore is easy, almost too easy. As she reaches the shore, Eden hesitates, hating how her clothes now cling to her body. So much for hiding her gender.<br>Well, she's here now and if she's to survive she has to find fresh water. Eden studies the land, looking up and down the sandy beaches. There, a spot of blue merging with the ocean! Jogging she reaches it quickly. Yes! It's a fresh water spring emptying into the ocean.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hey." She calls out to the girl standing on the beach. "There's water here, come on" The poor thing looks so lost and helpless. Eden knows the girl will slow her down but she can't just leave her....<br>She's offered&nbsp; though and that's all she can do. Without looking back, Eden follows the stream. Ah, another girl. She's huddled before a waterfall, looking half dead. Eden approaches slowly, hands held out. "Hey.." <br><br>For a moment she just looks at the girl "Whats your name?" She moves to sit next to the girl, looking around as she does so. This is actually a fairly defensible spot. The lake and waterfall creates a natural U, there's only one point of attack....Her mind races as she considers the options. "Wanna help me make a barrier?"<br><br>Eden stands, motioning to were it would go. "Look, we block this off......they can't get in here without going down the cliff......This is perfect! We have fresh water and fish...We make a barrier and hut and we can survive for months... They'll grow bored before we have to leave." She smiles at the girl, trying to encourage her. <br><br>She sits again, two rocks in hand. She begins to hammer them together, slowly chipping out a rough, rudimentary knife. <br><br>(http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2432/3632770024_3ab1921d69.jpg)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLivingWonder</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 03:03:06</strong>
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				Mary shakes and stirs as her silence is disturbed. Darting her head up and over her shoulder, the girls eyes splay wide in surprise as Eden slinks up from behind her. A cautious glare calculatingly scans over the female before Mary can even manage a word, her hands moving to rub and clutch against either arm as she slowly rises to greet the fellow captive.<br><br>"You were on the boat with the rest of us..." She starts, a quivering lip stiffening up as Mary struggles to collect herself. "M-Mary..that's my name." She nods, looking around the waterfall and listening intently as Eden speaks. "You think we'll be safe here? We don't know anything about this place...for all we know, they could be listening to us right now. These collars...they'll find us...and when they do..." She begins drifting off again, her mind swimming with horrors as she contemplates her fate. "I don't think we're safe anywhere on this island. It's all just a game, like -he- said."<br><br>Mary plops onto the ground beside Eden, crossing her legs in her lap as she leans against the rock behind her, letting out a loud sigh as she watches Eden work.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 03:16:02</strong>
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				Samantha ate her roasted dinner. She finally got something to eat since the swim. She then focussed on the next big element of survival: fresh water. She got up and checked to see if her clothes were dry. She had wrung them out as much as possible to ring the salt out of them. They were little damp, but most of the salt had been washed out, she could tell by the taste. She hanged her clothes out in the open, somewhere where they wouldn't easily fall down. She sat down in the sand, and looked up at the distant sky, <em>"Rain... prefect,"</em> she thought.<br><br>She cut off a large branch stump and began cutting at it, crafting it into a poorly crafted cup. After wards she used the sticky sap to her advantage. She covered the cup in sand and used a piece from her old shoe to rub it down vigorously. After about 5 minutes, she had effectively sanded the cup down, removing splinters. She washed the cup off in the salty ocean and set it out on the sandy beach ground.<br><br>She regretted leaving the others now, but at least this way she wouldn't develop any insane feelings for them. She couldn't afford to think about anyone but herself, and for a brief few moments, considered killing off the others in order to make herself the last survivor. It would have been a bad idea because without anyone else to sell into slavery, they would sell her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 03:20:03</strong>
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				"Mary, we can't give up. At the very least we need to know we tried. They want to break us, they want to turn us into slaves" Eden's voice raises slightly "won't you feel better fighting back? We can't just give up....if we do then they've WON" Eden turns and breaks off a sturdy branch, using the rock knife to sharpen both ends.<br><br>Satisfied with the points Eden sticks it into the ground at an angle "if we make a wall of these they'll have a harder time getting in! Maybe we can kill a few and get their weapons."<br>Done trying to encourage the girl, Eden returns to making the wall. Once she has a basic outline done she'll make a fire, then a spear to fish with. "Hey, Mary, why don't you take a look around the clearing, see if some fruits fallen. We need food."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLivingWonder</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 03:35:53</strong>
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				Edens attempts at lifting Mary's spirits were well intentioned, but hardly enough to coax the troubled girl from the downward spiral she seemed to be headed towards. It was strange though, how confident Eden seemed to be. They had both been kidnapped, they had both been bound, gagged and caged. They were both forced to jump off the same ship, and swim to this very island, and yet Mary couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of helplessness all around her. Eden was strong, determined, positive. She wasn't going to let the circumstances of her predicament get the better of her, and it was something about her attitude which saw Mary hovering around the tiniest bit of hope she could muster up for herself.<br><br>Springing up onto her feet as Eden went to work carving out a shelter, Mary slowly began trekking through the light brush of trees and jungle on the outskirts of the waterfall. She was looking for anything that could be used as food, but since she didn't have a clue what was good to eat, and what wasn't, Marys greedy fingers worked like mad snatching up anything and everything even remotely edible looking. Figs, berries, mangoes, and various other fruits were balled up in Mary's tank as she created a makeshift basket for herself, lifting up the bottom of her shirt and stretching it out around the bundle of tropical offerings. Whatever she could find was fair game, though without noticing, Mary would slowly begin wandering off deeper into the jungle.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 03:41:08</strong>
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				Samantha sat out on the beach waiting for the approaching thunderstorm. Her clothes left hanging tightly. She heard thunder, and sat there letting the first few raindrops hit her skin. Soon the rain fell harder, her cup began to fill and she got up. She walked over to the cup and rinsed it out a couple of times, making sure it was salt-less. Then took a drink and set it back down to fill up. She walked over to her clothes, and wrung them out in the fresh water downpour, getting all of the salt out of them, she held her shirt over her head and wrung water into her mouth to make sure of this.<br><br>"Fire, check... food, check... water, check..." she said confidently, "I am now officially a survivor."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 03:57:02</strong>
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				Elizabeth looked up and around her eye falling upon Alexa and farther down the beach Alari.&nbsp; Standing up her clothing wet her boots certainly not practical for this location. At least not wet as they are, ruined for certain by the salt water.&nbsp; Not really caring at that moment as she was overwhelmed by all that was happening. Wet, terrified and just out of her element she stood up and frankly she was not going to make it long if she didn't get her thoughts back in order again.&nbsp; Feeling half drowned, she walked a bit trying to get her brain to function.&nbsp; Hands moving as she wasn't aware of it. Talking to herself.&nbsp; (American sign language &lt;asl&gt;)<em>What did they teach you? You know how to do this, to survive on this place. To fight if you must. Get it together.</em> pacing back and forth upon the beach her gaze moving from the water to the lush foilage.<br><br>Looking again at Alexa she walked to her and&nbsp; paused. Looking uncertain she hadn't caught everything said, she was sure of that. Was it a problem if they talked? Did that have to be on their own. Glancing beyond her to the other woman who just stood there. Though she didn't read any fear in that one.&nbsp; Back to Alexa she looked and stayed where she was and silent. <br><br>-------------------------------------------<br><br>Alari was done thinking as she looked at the women on the beach. She would have a look around then decide. Walking into the forest she wandered through, pushing underbrush away she made her way along. Listening to the sounds and looking at plants.&nbsp; Smelling faintly upon the muggy air a scent of fire. Intersting. Finding a banana tree she was soon scaling it.. reaching up to the bunches and breaking off a few before letting herself hang a moment and dropping to the ground landing in a crouch she looked at the 8 banana's in hand and shrugging she riped one off and opening it up looked at it a moment of concern before she took to eating it.&nbsp; Energy was good, banana's were the best for that.&nbsp; Left little trace of her location by fire and such, then again the collar took care of that anyway. Alari was on the survey mission. Find the enemy, ascertain their intent and their weapons. Strength and numbers.&nbsp; Obviously sneaking up on them wasn't going to work. Tossing the banana peel into the brush she kept walking and climbing, searching the jungle moving up higher.&nbsp; No doubt they'd go for places near water, and with a vantage point. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 04:15:52</strong>
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				Sarah got up, just as, Mr. White were explaining the rules for the hunters. She'd already grabbed her equipment, sniper, traps, tazer, rifle, gun and...Toys...&nbsp; She leaned up against the wall, allowing, Mr. White to explain the rules. Seemed fair enough. "I'd like you to take me to the middle of the jungle!" She said, letting her presence be known. She figured that would be the best place to go. They would all have to go threw the jungle at some points, at which point she'd start to pick them of. She gave a soft chuckle at the thought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 08:34:49</strong>
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				&nbsp;Mr. White nodded “Very well” he said “I have three helicopters here so each one of you can get a ride in a different one, what about you to gentlemen, where would you like to begin?” he asked. Honestly curious to see what each of his hunters would decide was a good starting point. <br><br><hr><br>Alleic paused thinking things over, the woman hunter was starting deep in the jungle and he didn’t know what Servos was going to pick, but that didn’t matter too much “I’d like to start off on the beach” he said calmly “preferably out of eyesight of the girls” he nodded “yeah….that will do nicely”<br><br><hr><br>Mr. White nodded his head again “Excellent” he said calmly “you may leave when ready, and I’ll radio you when you are approved for contact” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kitsune</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 08:48:33</strong>
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				Alex watched the woman approach and then stop silently.&nbsp; She didn't know why the woman had said nothing.&nbsp; Was she shy?&nbsp; She had seen her making hand gestures.&nbsp; Something familiar in the movements.&nbsp; She stood up and brushed the sand from her butt and went to the girl.&nbsp; She was very pretty and she seemed to be holding up but she was so quiet.&nbsp; Well, everyone else had seemed to abandon the beach and seeing as how it was all jungle she didn't think it was a good idea to be alone.&nbsp; They should have stayed together.&nbsp; As a group, they might have had a chance to fend off their captors, maybe stage a coup.&nbsp; Hopefully this girl wouldn't mind the company.<br><br>"Hello.&nbsp; I'm Alex.&nbsp; I..uh...guess we're the only ones left," she said looking around to the empty beach.&nbsp; I don't suppose you want to try and team up," she asked.&nbsp; She really hadn't a clue what to do first.&nbsp; Normally, she stayed out in the open or in her car when she went surfing but she had a few things with her.&nbsp; Here she had nothing.&nbsp; She new some rudimentary survival stuff but out and out tactics, she was...well, clueless.&nbsp; She looked back at the yacht, kind of pissed.&nbsp; The least they could have done was give them something like a survival kit.&nbsp; "Got any ideas?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 08:56:17</strong>
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				Elizabeth watched as Alexa approached and&nbsp; watching her mouth as she spoke. All she could do was nod and shake her head.&nbsp; As the woman turned her head Elizabeth swayed to follow eyes locked upon her lips.&nbsp; <br><br>Hands moving, they were soft and feminine hands. Even still had a smudge of paint upon her fingers a trait her family often found amusing for no matter what the event Elizabeth always managed to have pain on her somewhere.&nbsp; Those hands moving gracefully and she slowed them for Alexa. &lt;asl&gt; <em>"Do you understand me? I can read your lips but, you have to look at me when you speak."</em> her own lips moved silently to try and help her understand.&nbsp; A silent sigh and her shoulders fell. <br><br><em>Well need, shelter from the sun and fresh water. Best to get it from a swift running current then a standing source, which would have parasites and otter icky creatures in it."</em> looking at Alexa she had no idea if any of this was getting through. <br><br><em>I'm Elizabeth. Call me Liz.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 09:09:58</strong>
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				Alleic nodded and turned, walking quickly towards the helipad. Without another word he moved to the first chopper and stepped in, the pilot was sitting in the cockpit and Alleic tapped his shoulder. “Take it up” he said grinning, already excited about the games to come. “I want you to circle around to the side of the island and drop me off at the beach, on the edge of the jungle, don’t let the people on the beach see us coming though” he said his voice firm, the same voice he had used with the RAF pukes who had flown him on his missions for The Queen all those years ago. They were an arrogant bunch…the flyboys…. And if you didn’t keep them in check with a firm word or two they’d walk all over you and screw over any stealth entry.<br><br><br>That had always been his specialty, moving silently, quickly, and effectively in the jungle and now it was time to put his skills to the test!<br><br>The flight took less than five minutes, the pilot flying low and quick. Alleic watched the ocean below them, and felt like he could reach out and touch the waves they were so low. As soon as the chopper landed he was out and moving, the chopper taking off and flying away before he even hit the jungle. <br><br>Alleic moved fast, at first running through the jungle, then once a suitable tree presented itself he jumped up grabbing on with his hands and feet. His backpack carrying all his tools, he climbed up the tree and into the thick canopy. They’d called him ‘monkey’ back in the SAS, and he knew exactly why, he could move and jump through the trees as if they weren’t even there. He did this now jumping from branch to branch, tree to tree, not making a single sound staying close to the edge of the jungle and moving towards where the women would have come ashore, he was sure he’d find at least one girl on the beach, if not there would be tracks to follow. Yes he could simply use the tracker….but where was the fun in that? After a few minutes he stopped, spotting two girls in the distance, still on the beach and talking with one another. He smiled and found a nice tree to perch in. Once there he pulled out a small device, it was a combination of&nbsp; binoculars, and a long range microphone. Very high-tech, very durable, VERY expensive. He smiled as he watched and listened to them both. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kitsune</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 09:14:36</strong>
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				Alexa turned back to&nbsp; the girl and then realization dawned on her.&nbsp; The girl was using sign language.&nbsp; Her eyes immediately dropped to the slender fingers and she tried her best to read them.&nbsp; Her ASL was a bit rusty and she managed to catch a few words.&nbsp; Most of it went right over her head even at the slow pace.&nbsp; A thoought ran in the back of her head.&nbsp; How cruel was this?&nbsp; She didn't have a doubt that this girl was strong willed and by some of the words she was reading, it was obvious she knew a thing or two, but still.&nbsp; What if no one knew sign language?&nbsp; Communication would have been really hard.&nbsp; Liz.&nbsp; That was the girl's name. <br><br>"Liz," Alex said to let the girl know she somewhat understood.&nbsp; "I only got half of what you said.&nbsp; I haven't used sign language since high school so you are going to have to bear with me.&nbsp; I got shelter and running water, right?&nbsp; I think a good place to hide, maybe.&nbsp; And I think we should get to some higher ground and see if we can get a layout.&nbsp; I also think we need to get off the beach.&nbsp; I'm starting to feel like a sitting duck."<br><br>Alex ran a nervous hand through her hair and pulled it away in disgust.&nbsp; <em>Yeah, water was a really good idea.</em>&nbsp; &nbsp;She had no idea what the hunters would do to them or what was instore, but she didn't want to be the first to go down either.&nbsp; She had seen the helicopters leaving the yacht and time was running out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 10:10:08</strong>
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				Watching as Alexa tried she nods and looked to the boat frowning as she saw the choppers lift off.&nbsp; She watched which way each went and her heart was in her throat. <br><br><br>Looking at Alexa she tapped her collar. Using asl and some gestures to indicate that hiding was not possible. But to find something to help defend themselves. Nodding in agreement about the jungle she turned and headed that direction her snug jeans so uncomfortable. the boots wet and she sighed, water and weapons. Temporary shelter. For surely they would know where they are at all times.&nbsp; This terrified her. Nowhere to hide. To keep from sight and the hands of those that may and probably would do them harm.&nbsp; Looking to Alex as the walked she moved her hands again lips as well. &lt;asl&gt;<em>"We will need food, by belly says it's been awhile since I ate."</em> her belly rumbled at that statement perhpas she was unabel to vocalize sounds but her belly certainly wasn't opposed to it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 10:23:00</strong>
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				Sarah took a deep sigh, as she sat down in the helicopter. "Never did like flying." She thought to herself. "Take us to the middle of the jungle! We'll look for a landing spot there!" She barked at the pilot. The jungle were tight and it turned out, landing in the middle of it was easier said then done. They'd flown around for twenty minutes, without finding a spot to land. " There is a clearing, 3 o'clock!!!" She shouted to the pilot, spotting a clearing to their right. "Its to tight, mam. We can't land there." "I don't need you to land, you idiot! Just drop down a line and I'll get down there myself!" "Yes, mam!" He said, turning the helicopter around. "Land...Bah ... Simple minded fool..." She mumbled to herself. Why the hell would she need the helicopter to land, when she was going down alone? "Alright hold it here!" She said looking over the side. They were right over the clearing, the perfect drop off point. She threw down a line, and a bag of tools. "If you move an inch before I'm off, I'll kill you!" She said, looking over at the pilot before sliding down the rope. She was a little scared of highs, not enough to stop her from going down, but enough to fear the pilot would make her fall to her death.<br><br>She didn't tough. She slid down the rope and signaled the pilot she was down, at which point he took off. She took a quick look at her tracker, to see the girls location. They were a good deal away from her. "Perfect." She said to herself, reaching for her bag. They'd run into a little surprise, once they got here. She took a big breath of anticipation, before she started walking into the jungle, to prepare for the girls.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 10:32:04</strong>
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				Alleic watched as the girls talked with one another, one of them appeared to be mute. He wondered if she was deaf too?? After a few seconds his question was answered, she was indeed following the other girl’s lips. He laughed a bit to himself…the poor thing would never know what hit her! <br><br>He heard them talking about how they should get someplace safe, and that they should look for food and all that other happy crappy. Once he’d heard enough he repacked his microphone and began to move closer to them, keeping silent and hidden he wanted them in his sights, he’d follow until the all clear to attack was given, then he’d hit them hard and fast!<br><br>He could hear a faint rumbling off in the distance, it was most likely going to rain very soon….<br><br><br>(OOC note, I'd like for everyone to please mention their characters noticing the change in the weather. I'm planning on using the rainstorm as our time skip. So please mention it once your character is set up for the all clear to be given.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 11:15:29</strong>
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				Alari watched as a chopper went over head.. looking at it over the jungle canopy the few holes it afforded her a view but mostly she listened.&nbsp; Moving to the high ground still she began to climb. Working her way up the intense rise in the the islands form..&nbsp; looking down as she reached an opening int eh dense foilage eventually she realized she was looking down into a bowl. The island was young, that was the volcanic crater.&nbsp; Looking at the ridge from this view, she saw how it wrapped about the center of the island. Pausing another banana in hand.. gawd she would become damn sick of banana's in no time.<br><br>Tossing the peel over the side of the ridge she looked up as the sky began to darken and the scent and sounds of a rain approached.&nbsp; Wonderful, she'd have uncontaminated water soon. Now if only she had something to carry it in. Resuming her climb she found a sturdy piece of hardwood..&nbsp; checking it's length and strength. She nodded to herself and picked up a vine giving it a yank and checking the strength of it she tied the stick at a couple ends and slung it over her shoulder the stick hung over her back. The climb continued even as the rain fell she's pause to sip what fell from leaves kept going. Eventually reaching the top and looking out over the island. Seeing the large yacht out off shore.&nbsp; The silence of the island broken only by the calls of birds and what animals were left there.&nbsp; Quite certain there would be the hunters at different points she wondered who she he might encounter up here. Whoever it was, well wouldn't they get shock when she killed him, or her. <br><br><br>__________________________________________________________<br><br><br>Walking into the jungle with Alex she felt the change in the weather as she was searching the are looking up at trees with fruit on them. Indicating to the woman that Liz could climb and would toss the food down for her to catch.&nbsp; Besides the tree wasn't to friendly looking and Liz had more clothing on.. she looked up again at the clouds coming over them, taking off her jacket she offered it to Alex.&nbsp; Before she went to the tree and began to make her way up. Oh it was not the same as climbing the trees on the ranch they had more branches. Banana's and oranges thank the lord the oranges were easier trees to climb. But still all the same when she reached the ground again the silk top she wore was not looking it's best. Then the rain began it's way down and Liz tilted her head back to catch some of it.&nbsp; Smiling briefly her hands moving. &lt;asl&gt;<em>"Just when I was getting very thirsty too."</em> yes sometimes, there was someone looking out for you. Oh how she prayed they kept on doing so. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kitsune</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 11:23:36</strong>
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				Alex watched as Liz tapped the color and she sighed loudly.&nbsp; Nowhere to hide.&nbsp; well that was no reason to make it easy for them either.&nbsp; She nodded her agreement and 'listened' as Liz spoke, then heard the girl's belly growl.&nbsp; Alex felt a hollow in her own and realized she was starving.&nbsp; She laughed lightly, the sound good natured.&nbsp; She looked to the jungle and groaned.&nbsp; Yeah, they were going to need a few things and for now it wasn't on the beach.&nbsp; She heard a rumble in the distance and looked up to see the sky darkening.&nbsp; Not a good sign.&nbsp; The tropics were always getting bouts of rain but this one looked like a storm.&nbsp; They were definitely going to need shelter.<br><br>"Alright.&nbsp; We should find something quick and edible first.&nbsp; Then we are going to have to get that shelter you mentioned and quick."&nbsp; Alex made the sign for rain, proud that she remembered.&nbsp; Her fingers weren't as graceful as Liz's but they didn't need to be.&nbsp; She started walking and beckoned for Liz to follow.&nbsp; She kept getting an itchy feeling between her shoulder blades and she really wanted to be under some cover.<br><br>They had found a fruit tree and Liz had climbed up to get some fruit.&nbsp; Alex watched from the bottom of the tree and then it began to rain.&nbsp; She was torn between cursing her luck or thanking the sea gods.&nbsp; The salt was going to come off at last but damn if they didn't find shelter and get a chill.&nbsp; Walking over to a large leaf, she made it into a funnel to catch the rain, waiting for it to fill before taking a drink.&nbsp; yeah, the rain was coming down that hard.&nbsp; She let it fill again, before tapping Liz and hading the makeshift cup to her.&nbsp; She could always make another for herself.&nbsp; She also made the sign for hurry.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLivingWonder</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 11:28:20</strong>
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				When it rains, it pours, they say. Whoever -they- are was really understating things. In the jungle, rain surrounds you, trickling and coursing down every bush, tree and vine. The dark clouds looming high over head brought forth with them a storm so powerful, the thunderous sounds of falling rain proved to dampen out whatever jungle noises sought to disrupt the tranquility. Mary was finding shelter beneath a large over hanging leaf, the four foot across piece of plant providing the perfect shelter amidst a violent storm. "Eden! Eden!" Mary began calling out, her world falling apart before her very eyes as she huddled low to the jungle floor and clasped her arms about her shins, rocking back and forth. Her mind was slipping, the stress, the anxiety; her whole world was crashing down into pieces, a delusional state of schizophrenic hallucination clouding whatever bits of clarity Marys mind still retained.<br><br>Snap! Her eyes twitch and flutter open, everything slipping into silence. It was like opening your eyes for the first time after a long nights sleep. You forget you even closed your eyes in the first place. Sanity was a luxury, and one Mary couldn't seem to fully grasp. She still held to her basket of fruit, taking little rations of it from time to time and nibbling away as she sat amidst the storming jungle and prayed she wouldn't lose it again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bayushi</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 12:22:55</strong>
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				<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/Slave_Akiko.jpg)</td><td><br>They'd nabbed her as she slept in her hotel room at the edge of the jungle in humid Thailand. She'd broken one arm... one of theirs, that is, and left a number of lacerations and bruises upon her attackers. However, in the end, there had been too many of them, and little Aiko did poorly when grappled.<br><br>Aiko had been the last of the women to leave the yacht, her thin lace nightie sticking to her skin as she swam through the bright blue seawater. She'd always been an excellent swimming, possessed of a sleek and slender form, no body hair, and firm yet not bulky muscles under her silken skin<br><br>Crawling up onto the beach, Aiko whimpered, her muscles cramping after being confined to the small cage for the last week or two. She wasn't used to being without much physical activity for prolonged periods.<br><br>Slowly rising to her knees, then to shaky feet, Aiko stumbled towards the treeline. It was warm, and she didn't want to stay in the sun to burn, the only real covering she had being her skimpy panties under the nighty that stopped at the top of her thighs, just barely covering her panty-clad mound.<br><br>She suddenly jumped as she stumbled across two women, one talking to the other. She didn't know any of the other women aboard, and figured it would probably be best to go it alone... the more of the tracking collars in one area, the more likely these 'hunters' would beeline to that location.<br><br>Smiling faintly, she apologized to Alexa and Elizabeth, "Hi... sorry, you gave me a fright there. I hope I didn't frighten you two?"<br><br>Her eyes jerked skyward with the rumble of impending weather, "Oh, that's going to make a mess of things." Glancing between the two women, she forced another smile, "Good luck, both of you."<br><br>She started past the two women, and moved into the jungle, her bare feet leaving little to no trace whatsoever, so light was she. Her eyes flicked about her, looking for fruit or berries she knew to be edible, not to mention insects. If she managed to survive on her own long enough, she'd make do and figure something out to help her fish. Her main concern was the lack of covering over her extremely pale skin, knowing she'd get horribly sunburnt if she spent much time outside of the tree cover.</td></tr></tbody></table>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 12:23:25</strong>
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				Sarah had just climbed a tree, with excellent view over the area, of course there was still the issue with the trees, but that couldn't be helped. She'd covered the ground with various traps. Trip wires, almost unnoticeable for the untrained eye. Noose traps, definitely more visible, but not if your running in fear. Land mines... Nothing fatal, mostly just light and a loud boom, but it was enough to keep them distracted. Then of course she placed out, some live explosives, to cause some visible damage, just in case the girls would figure out the mines were harmless. And when all else fails, Sniper rifle! Nothing like a rain of bullets to strike fear into the heart of man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 20:02:09</strong>
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				Eden jogs over to Mary, pulling off her jacket. "hey...hey...calm down.. Its just rain...." She quickly wraps the girl up, covering her in the jacket. "stay here. I'll work on shelter." It's going to be hard in this downpour to make a good shelter...She should have done that first...Eden grumbles to herself as she picks up large tropical leaves. Stripped down to their stem they'll work as rope.<br><br>Eden's eyes close as she thinks, trying to remember her training. At the edge of the forest Eden begins to rearrange her defensive wall into the outlines of a hut. It's big enough for two, barely. Shivering in the downpour, Eden layers the large leaves, creating a waterproof roof.&nbsp; Between the sheltering trees and the roof, very little if any water will get in. Tomorrow she'll make it larger, large enough for a fire pit.<br><br>Eden crawls inside, curling up on the damp floor. She needs rest. Its not long before she's sleeping, lightly and alert for danger but sleeping
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 22:10:51</strong>
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				Servos was likely the last of the hunters on the island revising his equipment making sure he didn't forget anything that he might later regret not having until being asked to be put a great deal away from the girls and near the water while he was at it. He didn't waste anytime making his own shelter, the signs of a storm on the way and he felt it'd be best not to risk getting any deseases. Once he was satisfied with his shelter he'd settle himself and watch the tracker, paying attention who went away, and who was packing together. He may well spend the first couple of days studying their movements and styles, who was close to who, and who kept their distance. The best of predators knew how their prey moved, and closed their jaws about them when their guard was at their lowest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kitsune</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 03:13:52</strong>
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				Alex remembered the woman that was on the beach and how she seemed to emerge from the surf like magic.&nbsp; She wondered how the woman fared now.&nbsp; She seemed so fragile but she had spoken with quiet strength.&nbsp; At least that was how it seemed to her.&nbsp; She sighed as the rain continued to soak through her.&nbsp; She was used to the wet but this was cold in a different way.&nbsp; The ocean enveloped and warmed you, but not this.&nbsp; She tied the fruit into the jacket.&nbsp; She was remembering more of her ASL and she signed that they should go.&nbsp; She smiled because Liz looked as if she were enjoying the rain.&nbsp; Such tiny moments in times of peril.<br><br>Alex still felt itchy between her shoulder blades and looked behind her, scanning the jungle.&nbsp; There weren't any predators, so why did she feel like there were.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 07:08:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic smiled as he saw Alex look around, he caught a good look at her face, she was nervous…she could feel him. Good he wanted them on edge. The other girl seemed not to have noticed him, even when she was in the trees and should have been able to at least see something suspicious. But then again he was holding her to his standards. And odds are she was never trained to them. <br><br>He was perched up in one of the trees, hidden within its branches thanks to his camouflage the rain was pouring on him but it didn’t bother him one bit. He’d lived in the jungle before, lived in it and off it. The jungle was as much a tool and a weapon for him as his crossbow, or a length of rope it could be a strong ally when used correctly. <br><br>He saw Alex mention that she wanted to move out and slowly shifted his weight, ready to move to the next tree once they started moving.<br><br>&nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 16:09:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah still sat waiting up in the tree, tough she'd covered herself up in a camo coat, to keep herself dry. It also provided some camouflage, but she didn't need it. No she was far away enough, with good enough view, to strike without them ever seeing her. "When the hell, are we gonna get started?" She yawned. One of the girls were closing in, but there was nothing she could do, until she got the signal. She sighed heavily, leaning back against the tree. Guess all she could do is wait. "I hope she wont tamper with the explosives..." She thought to herself. "Wonder what would happen if she do... Most likely, she'll die, but can i be blamed for that? Sure its my explosives, but she wouldn't be getting close to them, if i could act...Perhaps i could act, if that happened to be the case? I think they'd understand..." The thoughts kept on running, it was the only thing to kill time it seemed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 17:10:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha walked back into the jungle, leaving her clothes hanged to collect more rain water if necessary, she wasn't concerned with nudity. She walked through the jungle, knife in hand, looking for more good pieces of wood to carve up into something useful. As she picked up a stick to examine it, and think for couple moments, she stretched. When she decided that she couldn't use it because of the rot, she tossed the lumber away. It triggered on of the traps at a distance from her. She stepped back, watching the trap play out, and then turned to run back to the beach where she had set up her clothes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 17:26:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden's resting in the hut, curled up and sheltered under the large leaves. She's called for mary, she should be here soon. If not.....She'll have to look."Mary!" She calls again, her head poking out of the hut.<br>Eden knows she'll be one of the last to be hunted. She's strong and trained. Plus.....her clothes hide her gender. She could be male or female and she can use that. Hesitation and confusion is a weapon
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 19:12:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mr. White checked his watch,&nbsp; content that he’d given all the girls enough time to be ‘fair’ he pulled out his radio and dialed up the hunters’ frequency “alright” he said calmly “I’m lifting the ban on contact with the prey, you all have a free hand now….good luck and happy hunting” with that he turned the radio back off and turned to face the monitors that had been set up in his cabin, he wanted to watch everything!&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 19:25:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah laughed in excitement, now the fun would begin. Sarah had one advantage the other hunters did not... Mr. White's employees, were all male except for her, and because she'd been late, they had not seen her. "OH GOD!!! HELP!!! ANYONE!?!?! HELP!!!" She cried, much like a hunter would call a moose. Most would assume she was a captive, caught in some trap. Of course, a call for help would scare certain people away, but she felt hopeful. Rather take the chance of a quick prey, then just waiting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 19:55:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha stopped, hearing the noise. She listened a bit, then decided to try and help. She turned around and grabbed a good sized stick to use as a club, running to where she heard the noise. Her pace quickened when she didn't hear any more from the mystery woman, her heart was pounding. She was partially scared, if traps were set up then they must have something devious planned. She remained focussed, prepared to let her adrenaline take her over is necessary. She rushed through the jungle and came out into a small opening, she looked around, awaiting another call.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 20:00:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic smiled when he heard the all clear sounded in his ear bud, he’d hooked up his radio to it so that it wouldn’t give away his position. With a smile he began to move quickly, leaping from treetop to treetop moving quite a bit louder than before, wanting to be heard but not seen. He jumped from tree to tree, quickly closing the distance with the two women but not yet appearing to them.<br><br>He began to circle them, jumping and landing loudly every so often, then silently for a few movements, so that it sounded as if one tree would move then one on the opposite side of them would.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 21:32:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth nods to Alex and as they wandered further in soaked through from the rain she pushed her hair back from her eyes as they walked.&nbsp; Blue eyes sweeping looking for something they could use to shelter them.&nbsp; Unaware of any sounds or movements nearby. Looking at Alexa as she gauged what was her thoughts on this she reached for the sack and pulling out a piece of fruit offered it to her.&nbsp; Hands motioning that she should eat.&nbsp; taking another piece for herself&nbsp; she peeled back the ring and began to eat sections of the orange. <br><br>Movement int eh canopy caught her eye.. but he forest was dense and the movement to swift for her to catch it. Pausing in her movement she tried to follow. Praying it was just a monkey or something benign like that. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 22:06:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic saw that Elizabeth at least caught a look at him, and smiled she obviously had no idea who or what he was. Moving silently he jumped from one tree to the next slowly circling around the two women. Once he was in a good position he quickly pulled out a rope and looped it around the tree’s primary branch, then jumped to another tree, tying then end to one of the larger, heavier branches, which if cut from the tree would easily weigh several hundred pounds. The rope was a nylon weave, tested to hold up to two tons without any trouble. He was confident it would do what he needed.&nbsp; Once he had the rope tied to the branch he reached into his backpack grabbing a small explosive he attached it to the branch as well. So that when triggered the explosive would let off a very small very contained blast that would sever the branch from the tree.<br><br>&nbsp;Finally he grabbed the free end of the rope, judging how much slack he had left he tensed up and chose his target he’d grab Alex first, if he pulled off grabbing her without Liz seeing, her cries for help would literally fall on deaf ears. <br><br>He waited a few minutes until Liz turned away from Alex for a second…but the second was all he needed. He leapt from the tree, sailing through the air before landing on the ground, turning it into a shoulder roll he quickly closed the distance between him and Alex, grabbing her with one arm and quickly tying the rope around one of her legs. Once it was secure he let go of her and the rope stepping back and pressing the trigger for the explosive, which was secured on his right shoulder strap, a loud BANG could be heard as the explosive detonated. The branch falling, pulling the rope, which in turn pulled on the girl who was as Alleic had suspected lighter than the branch, the end result was that Alex was now being pulled into the air by her ankle as if she had stepped onto a snare trap. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kitsune</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 22:53:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even above the noise of the pounding rain, Alex swore she heard things in the trees.&nbsp; She could barely see through the rain, but she prayed it was just monkeys or birds.&nbsp; The dark grey of the skies only seemed to shadow the jungle more and she was already creeped out.&nbsp; She kept moving, and took the orange from Liz with a nervous smile.&nbsp; She should have been more cautious, but this experience had clouded her judgement.&nbsp; Striding forward a few steps ahead of Liz, she felt something around her ankle and she swore she saw one of the hunters, but it was too late.&nbsp; As she heard a loud exploding sound, she shrieked as she was pulled painfully off her feet.&nbsp; She seemed to fly upside down through the air and her head hit something.&nbsp; She saw stars and then darkness, her scream dying on her lips, the anger winking into nothingness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 23:06:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth was trying to see what was in the trees following Alex.&nbsp; She looked through the trees and up at them the rain pelting her face. Still she walked and often glancing away it was as she'd turned around to see behind them that Alex disappeared, with Elizabeth oblivious.&nbsp; Not knowing what was to come next, she&nbsp; finished the orange and held her hands. Gaze&nbsp; turning over the ground before them.&nbsp; The limb fell and made her jump at the sight of it.&nbsp; It was a long second before she realized there was a rope&nbsp; attached to it. Turning she clapped her hands together once to get Alex's attention. Realizing in moments that the woman was gone. Her eyes grew wide as she sought her out.&nbsp; Turning around&nbsp; almost making herself dizzy as she felt the suffocation of fear and panic press upon her in that instant. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 23:17:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic laughed, Alex was knocked out and Liz had no idea where he was, no longer trying to be quite he jumped down from the tree he was in landing on his feet right within Liz’s field of vision. His right hand holding his small crossbow, keeping it aimed right at her. He watched her eyes waiting for them to rest on his lips before he began to speak “hello there little one” he said his eyes running up and down her body, enjoying the way the rain made her clothes stick to her body “I can understand ASL” he said “so we should be able to talk some…though I’m not really interested in talking.” He let his words sink in before continuing “if you want Alex up there to live long enough to wake back up you’re going to do exactly as I say understand?” Ok…so it was a bluff, he couldn’t actually kill the girl but he was willing to bet Liz didn’t know that. Even though Mr. White had mentioned it, he hadn't been facing her!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 23:42:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth was shocked at the sight of him. Her lips parted but it was just the shock and she certainly wasn't about to try and scream. That would be pointless.&nbsp; She stood still and terrified her eyes lifting searching out Alexa.&nbsp; Hands moving in answer to him even as she searched the trees. <em>"Don't hurt her. Why are you all doing this? It's cruel and barbaric."</em> <br><br>Blue eyes a deep colour true and clear looked to him. Her expression was obvious fearful and confused. Her brothers had alluded to the horrors of what is out here but had never told her outright.&nbsp; Certainly she didn't think this would happen to her.&nbsp; Not with all her brothers involved in law or military in some way.&nbsp; Swallowing hard she stared at him nervous, terrified and not willing to run and leave her companion at his mercy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 23:55:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic smiled “good since you’re not running I take it that you have decided to play along” with that his smile grew even larger. “Now I want you to remove your clothing and walk over here” he said already taking his pack off and opening it pulling out several more lengths of rope, completely ignoring her question. He wanted her to realize that anything she had to say didn’t matter.<br><br>As he did these things his eyes moved around the forest looking for anything that he could use for what he had in mind. Already spotting several things that would prove quite useful. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 00:16:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Servos got the memo but would stay put letting things unfold, some banded together, some broke apart. Such is too be expected, he thought it might be possible that some of the stronger would band together but really he kinda doubted it. It wasn't a matter of everyone being kidnapped, it was a matter of lasting longer then the weakest link. At least at first they might try to hide and ignore the cries to other, or even wait for the cries and then try to hunt them. As for the moment he was letting the other two hunters have their fun waiting for a stray to get a bit more distance from the others before he decided to act. Hell, he liked the idea of a forced insomnia on the victims. Still for now it seemed one of the hunters was running a muck, catching the interest of one of the captives. And then another was playing with two. Servos would keep his eyes on the other three captives as he proceeded too think over which tactics would be considered "easy" to start with. After all things were to get moderately worse, not as bad as they could get right away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 00:46:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				((Actually there are three left... Mary, Eden and Alari...))<br><br>Speaking of Alari, she was currently up on the highest point.&nbsp; Sounds of girls screaming didn't reach this far.&nbsp; Travelling over it she swept her gaze over to the other beach on the far side.&nbsp; Then out over the horizon, searching for any sign of ships or planes in the sky.&nbsp; Gawd she wished she had her hiking boots, would make this so much easier. Instead she was left with light runners. Which were not dealing well with he terrain and abuse.&nbsp; Just not made for this sort of environment. chilled by the darkened sky and rain she knew the storm would pass eventually ands he'd be cursing the heat. But hell, a bit of both works.&nbsp; Up high and hearing no one, she looked around her. Before having a seat on a large rock to rest herself. <br><br><br>------------------------------------<br><br><br>Elizabeth's eyes widened at his demand.. Strip!? Hell no, she may be an artist and seen plenty of naked bodies but that was different, she had never been naked in front o f anyone and she wasn't about to start right then.&nbsp; Tentatively she moved forward but her hands gripped at her sides nervous and terrified. Pausing just out of reach looking at the rope then the man. Hands moved. <em>"Please, I am wealthy, I can pay you to get us out of here."</em> sincere in her words. Honest and desperate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 00:56:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic laughed as he reached down with his other hand, pulling a knife from the sheath strapped to his leg slowly sliding it out “I guess I’ll slit your friend’s neck then” he said firmly. As he did this he began to step back towards where Alex was hanging, knowing that if the deaf woman called his bluff he’d have to use force. But preferring to see if he could trick her into playing his game.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 01:43:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				If Elizabeth was capable she would have, whimpered her distress and tears of humiliation and fear mingled with the rain as she began to work the buttones of her shirt with trembling fingers.&nbsp; head bowing as she could not look at him. Thus breaking of contact as she gave up on the buttons and leaning down numb fingers pulled at the zippers on her boots. Her clothing might have given her status as wealthy away though now, ruined by salt water, rain and mud she was just another woman. Caught in some nightmare that, was far worse then just a dream to wake from.<br><br>Oh dear, she wasn't going to make it.. any man might wager on that, she might just be the fist to go as she was near tears as she fumbled and her normally graceful hands fumbled and had difficulty with the task. Boots were eventually off, socks too she stood with her bare feet in the mud and dead leaves from the plants above. Jeans soaked and hugging her long legs. Finally she had them off top and the delicate lace bra and panties remained though the silk which was cut to show her hourglass figure was wet and clinging to her&nbsp; left little of her unknowns she wrapped her arms about herself. beginning to shiver as cold and desperate fear had it's grip upon her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 02:17:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seemed her call worked. One of the girls, was slowly making her way towards, Sarah. "Clever little fucker." She thought to herself, seeing how, Samantha used the stick to search for traps. "Lets see how well, you think after this."Reaching down into her pocket, she grabbed a trigger. There was a small peeping sound, followed by a flash, right in front of, Samantha. Sarah fired at the stick, giving the illusion that the flash had caused damage. First she'd push her off focus, then the traps would do the rest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 02:24:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha stopped suddenly, realizing that the call must have either been a hunter or a sniper's ward (will tell in OOC). Samantha stepped back looking left and right, she backed onto a trigger of some sort, and heard another trap start working. She whipped around and hit the floor in the same move. When she went down, she turned herself over, looking up at the sky ready to move again if she needed to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 02:43:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah aimed carefully. She fired a round right on over, Samantha's shoulder, barely bruising it. She could see blood gush from the shoulder, nothing fatal, but enough to sting, like hell. She fired another shot, missing intentionally. Rather, Samantha believe, Sarah to be a bad shot, then figure out she actually weren't, in any danger. She fired another round, that passed next to, Samantha's face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 02:55:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha got up and ran quickly, ignoring her surroundings and holding on to her knife with a death grip. She ran and tripped over something, her face hit the ground and she cried in pain, sitll refusing to lose the knife. She moved to get up, but...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 03:02:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Servos noticed one of the free dots stopping indicating a rest. Still, she was in the high area of the island, clever too be sure in fact it'd be more difficult to sneak up on a position like that. Which Servos felt actually suited him just fine, while he enjoyed meager tricks there hadn't been enough time for them to really adjust. For now though he'd simply take some sedatives with him and see how well things played out. He was more the type to destroy his foe from the inside out, and then when their bodies became fragile as a result he'd crush them. He'd start making his way unknowingly towards Alari.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 04:21:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha felt a rope tighten around her ankle, as she was lunched up in the air. In her shock, she lost grip of the knife, sending it flying into the distance. Sarah laughed. She took a quick look at the tracker, making sure there weren't anyone nearby. She was use to quiet assassination, taking down her targets from miles away, without the slightest chance of getting caught, and she still didn't like taking unnecessary risks. There weren't any other girls close to them, so with that she jumped down. She threw off her coat, revealing her tight, white and quite revealing outfit. She walked up to, Samantha with a smile. "Hey there!" She greeted, in a friendly tone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 04:38:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha swung upside down for a bit with her arms crossed. She wished she hadn't dropped the knife, on the bright side, she kept track of where it landed. If any of the hunters got to her, they wouldn't have a clue where the knife was. As she spun around she heard Sarah come up to her and greet her. She didn't know who she was, but guessed that she must have been a hunter, as she wasn't in a cage or anything, not to mention the weapons and equipment on her. She didn't mind being faced with a female hunter, and was thrilled that it wans't a guy, although still disappointed about her situation.<br><br>As she spun in circles with her arms crossed, she looked at Sarah, "what?" she said distastefully. At the very least, she didn't want the fact that she got caught to be rubbed into her. She just wanted to finish this up quick, and try and make a run for it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kitsune</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 06:00:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex groaned softly, pain flaring at the back of her head.&nbsp; Her eyes fluttered open and she saw the hunter with Liz.&nbsp; She kept silent as she watched the hunter demand that Liz undress.&nbsp; <em>The pervert! </em>&nbsp; She checked her surroundings, made all the painful from the blood rushing to her head.&nbsp; The situation really sucked and she didn't know what to do.&nbsp; She remained as still as possible and near panicked when the man stepped back.&nbsp; Then an idea formed.&nbsp; She couldn't let this continue, not to Liz.&nbsp; Ignoring the pain, she swung, just a little and grabbed the hunter from behind, her hand gripping his wrist.&nbsp; Praying that Liz saw her mouth and could read upside down, she yelled, "Run, Liz.&nbsp; RUN!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 06:28:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing Alexa grab the mans arm.. she wasn't going to just run.. no.. she ducked grabbed her jacket witht eh fruit in it and flung it at him before she grabbed the nearest item, stick, rock, lizard that lookd like a stick.. and tried to beat him with it.&nbsp; This silent girl was a black belt in tae-kwan-do.&nbsp; &nbsp;Using everything she knew to try and get this man down, and unconscious.&nbsp; Course he was bigger and better equiped but she was hoping the element of surprise would give her and Alex a chance to get away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 06:57:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah laughed softly, circling around, Samantha. "Now that's not a nice tone." She said, running her finger over, Samantha's naked body. "You know... A girl in your position, really should think about what shes saying." She turned around and started walking towards the rope, that was holding, Samantha up. "This ain't personal you know, I'm just doing my job..." She took a breath of anticipation. "Now you can do this the easy way." She cut the rope, making, Samantha&nbsp; fall to the ground, with a loud thud. Sarah immediately leaped forward, and bound, Samantha's wrist's together. "Or the hard way..." She said, pinning, Samantha against the ground. "Ether way." She said leaning forward. "This is gonna be fun." She whispered in, Samantha's ear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 07:12:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha almost giggled as she touched her. She liked being touched, being fondled, it was just as amusing as pleasurable, it gave her a sense of being wanted and desired. The other girl let her down, and she hit the ground. That hurt, She decided to start keeping a list of things she would have to get back at the hunter for in her head. Samantha glared back at her as her hand were bing bound. She really didn't mind the sex, it was the binding, the fact that Sarah was going to force her. She then smiled, she was well practiced in a very effective form of martial arts, the binds didn't do anything. To keep up the hunter's confidence, she let out a whimper, and pretended to bite her tongue, as if to keep herself from talking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 07:22:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic felt Alex grab his left arm, pulling him back and to the side, rather than fighting the motion he embraced it, twisting his back and extending his right arm into a palm thrust catching the hanging girl directly in the chest. <br><br>At the same time he brought up his right leg, driving the toe box of his boot directly into the wrist of Liz’s hand that was holding the stick. He did all this in one quick fluid motion.<br><br>&nbsp;Then stepping aside and pulling his arm free from Alex’s grip and out of her reach. He entered his own fighting stance, holstering his crossbow, and eyeing up Liz. It was obvious that she knew at least a little bit about the martial arts, he could see it in the way she attacked.&nbsp; A smile crossed his face, he hadn’t expected a fight from this lot, but he was happy to have been surprised. “Well come on then” he said to the woman “see if you can win your escape.” <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 08:05:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth.. almost stumbled back as his foot come up unexpectedly.. she stared at him, her eyes wide and she considered this option. Looking up at Alex she looked back to Alleic and fortified her stand.. yes barefoot in bra panties and a sopping wet silk top.. water ran down her form in little rivulets as she eyed him carefully. <br><br>Not about to attack him she'd wait to see what he did. Always was better with defense then offence.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 08:35:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic smiled, he was right she knew what she was doing! “Very well” he said as he slowly began to circle her, watching to see how good her footwork was, circling as if a predator looking for the right place to strike. <br><br>“We will have a lot of fun you and I” he said mockingly as he continued to circle. Suddenly moving forward and driving his right hand towards Liz’s chest, not using all of his power, nor all of his speed. Rather testing her defenses. With very little of his weight behind the thrust, it would be a simple matter to adapt to what ever she did in return.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 09:18:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth turned keeping her eyes upon him.. watching for his movements like she'd been taught and had drummed into her. Her Brothers were not above testing her. <br><br>As he swung out at her she turned aside just avoiding being his as she let the turn take her around and her leg swung about to try and trip him backwards or at least to hit his knee good. She'd hop back out of immediate range, feeling soft earth slippery and wet under her bare feet. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 09:43:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic wasn’t surprised when she was able to counter his blow, but he was surprised at how fluid she moved doing it, she was obviously a master of her martial art. That having been said she had be trained to defend herself, and to hold off an opponent without truly hurting them…as most civilian’s had where as he had been taught to kill and cripple his opponent silently, and quickly. Rather than pulling back or trying to fight the movement he simple speed up, leaning his weight into the thrust and stepping forward and out of range of her kick before spinning around. <br><br>Re-entering his stance he slowly moved forward this time striking out with a quick kick to her side. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kitsune</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 10:25:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex felt the slam to her chest like a ton of bricks.&nbsp; As she swung there, she coughed and gulped air the pain almost as bad as the pain in her skull.&nbsp; She opened her eyes and saw the hunter and Liz going at it and she had to be impressed with Liz.&nbsp; She also realized she couldn't just hang here and doing nothing.&nbsp; She began to make the rope swing trying to grab hold of the nearest tree.&nbsp; If she could free herself, maybe the two of them could overpower the hunter.&nbsp; She managed to catch hold of a branch and she pulled herself to it.&nbsp; Stupid thing was, now that she wasn't upside down, the blood draining back into the rest of her hurt like hell.&nbsp; She grit her teeth and hauled herself up and draped her body over the branch.&nbsp; Arms and legs hanging, she had to rest.&nbsp; Between the pain and her blood recirculating, she was exhausted.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 17:50:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A little while later Servos would happen to come across Alari, he'd not make much a effort to disguise himself rather he'd approach her slowly and directly. He'd show he wasn't afraid to simply go at them, and that perhaps they should be less worried about those who would sneak around in the tree's. He'd wait for her to really take notice before he'd continue to move up to her. Silver hair clinging too his face as he watched her entire body as a whole waiting to see if she'd try to fight or flee. For the moment his toys were left on his side waiting to see what type of woman he was dealing with. His eyes were nothing but a deep cold glare, which perhaps was accented by the storm and the slightest curl of his lips indicating he was going to enjoy what he had planned for her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 18:34:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden stands, calling out Mary's name again. She's cursing, muttering under her breath as she moves through the forest, looking for her. Eden knows she's likely going to run into a hunter and takes one of her sharpened sticks as defense. "MARY?"<br>Damn it, where did she go?<br>Eden dislikes leaving the fortified position, it goes against all her training. <br><br>And Mary has her jacket. She's cold and has no way to hide her gender. Her thin tank is molded to her large breasts, even bound as they are.<br>Still calling Mary, Eden makes her way into the forest
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 23:30:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth moved wary watchful, his kick was barely missed.. grazing her side she used an arm to push it aside hoping to throw him off balance before moving in with an aimed hit with the heel of her hand under his jaw, pushing upward.&nbsp; Desperate, she knew what this was... this was her life.&nbsp; It dawned on her in that moment. There was no fighting fare, it was fighting to survive. All her instinct went into this then, a delicate female she was, surely she had not eh strength and experience this man did. But she's 3 older brothers that were always, testing her, teaching her new things. They knew of the evils in the world and wanted her prepared.&nbsp; Liz, could only hope to do her best, to make them feel pride if they ever saw her.<br><br>---------------------------------------<br><br><br>Alari was watchful she'd taken up a spot where she could see any coming toward her from any direction.&nbsp; Not easily seen herelf though she knew they had tracking devices, she was certain it didn't pinpoint the exact position for the eyes.&nbsp; Watching she was tired, it had been a long day. Yet as she saw the man approaching she was wired and ready. Still she didn't move a sh watched him, her hard stick, still hanging over her back as she eyed him. Took note of how he moved. Measured his skills.&nbsp; Emerald eyes narrowed and half hidden under her long dark hair. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 00:32:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was quick, he’d give her that, but she was also overestimating herself. And Alliec could see it in the way she moved, the way she carried herself. He knew a bit about most civilian martial arts programs, they were tiered, the best fought the best, and so on and so forth, you were rarely pitted against someone you wouldn’t have at least a chance of beating…that’s not how Alleic was trained, he’d learned how to fight someone when you knew they were weaker, and how to fight when you knew you were weaker. <br><br>He’d taken his beatings to be sure, but they had taught him many things, and one of them was how to take a punch. Which is exactly what he did when Elizabeth, launched her upward palm strike. Rather than moving away he simple let the blow land. Wincing a bit as it did, but not stumbling or pausing. <br><br>He stepped forward and drove his own fist hard into the girl’s solar plexus,&nbsp; one of the oldest rules, if you could manage it. One of the best times to strike your opponent was while they were attempting to strike you. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bayushi</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 03:55:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/Slave_Akiko.jpg)</td><td>Aiko heard a bit of commotion nearby, and went to investigate.<br><br>Her feet ever-so-silent in the soft dirt of the jungle floor, her eyes opened wide with an involuntary gasp as she watched a tall, athletic blond woman take down another of her fellow prisoners.<br><br>She turned to run, only to be snared in another of the woman's rope traps, her left ankle flying out from underneath her as she suddenly soared into the air, upside down. Her somewhat drier nightwear, a thin silken slip she tended to wear to bed, fell and nearly covered her face, leaving her bright white panties and otherwise bare form exposed, including her unadorned breasts.<br><br>Crossing her arms under the inverted slip, looking somewhat cross, Aiko glared at the woman, which she presumed to be one of their pursuers. She arched an eyebrow and waited to see what the woman would do to her or the other one that had been captured.</td></tr></tbody></table>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 07:45:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah turned her head. "Crap!" She let out. She'd been careless and let one of the girls sneak up on her. Had this girl been bolder, she could have taken, Sarah out. Luckily tough she weren't. Sarah reached down for a syringe she kept in a small poche. "Sorry, hun. looks like i got to cut our time short." She said, as she injected, Samantha with the syringe. "That ought to keep her down for a while..." She said to herself as she walked over to, Aiko. She didn't waste time on foreplay this time, immediately shooting her with a tranq gun. More would eventually have to come here, that was the reason for her choosing this spot. She had to take this elsewhere... She cut down, Akiko who was still barely awake. Sarah felt quite disappointed that she didn't have the time to play. No she had to play it safe...She threw, Akiko over her shoulder, and started walking deeper into the jungle, to find a place where she'd go undisturbed.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 17:16:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha looked at her and tried to back away at the syringe, but being tied up her movement was limited. "Wait.." she said, as Sarah started walking off, "don't leave me&nbsp; here to die..." she mumbled as she drifted off slowly, crying under her breath, sure that this was the end.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 17:30:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sarah looked over her shoulder for a moment. She felt torn... She couldn't carry more then one... She took a deep sigh. Hopefully, Samantha would still be there when she was done...And if not, it would be her personal mission to track her down. Sarah was not a woman to let a target get away.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 20:47:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Servos would continue his steady approach stopping a few feet away from Alari, "so you're no easily intimidated I see," he said keeping his poise and remaining focused on her body. She had armed herself sure, but he was willing to bet hiking all the way here, after swimming from the ship and anything else that she might of done had exhausted her. He had the edge at the moment but as things came and went it was about intimidation. No doubt most of them expected the weaker ones to be picked off first, so too at least appear stronger was the best route too take. Intimidate the one of the hunters and you only needed to worry about two. "Do tell me, what you feel your first move is going to be," he asked locking his own dark brown eyes upon her emerald ones. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kitsune</strong> on <strong>15-04-2010, 18:20:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex didn't rest for too long.&nbsp; Liz was holding her own but the hunter was obviously an expert.&nbsp; She heaved herself onto the branch and unlooped the rope.&nbsp; She winced at the pain around her ankle and gave it a wiggle.&nbsp; It hurt like the hoolies but miraculously it wasn't sprained or worse; broken.&nbsp; She pulled the rope to her and gave it a good yank.&nbsp; She glared at the hunter and waited until his back was square to her and then pushed of, her legs straight out to kick him in the back.&nbsp; She wanted to get him back for hanging her upside down and maybe a little angry payback for all the crap she had been through.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>15-04-2010, 21:45:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic smiled as he saw the wind leave Elizabeth, he’d hit her with a very hard strike, strong enough to knock out most opponents outright, he had no doubt she’d be out for quite a while. Just as he was about to turn to face Alex he felt both of her feet drive into his back, stumbling him forward with an “oofffhhh!” he managed to catch himself on his hands, and knee before he landed flat on the ground. Pushing up hard and fast he&nbsp; managed to get back on his feet in mere seconds. He locked his eyes on Alex “well now” he said “it seems we have another fighter.”<br><br>Without another word he moved fast, closing the distance between them, he would finish this quickly and move onto more fun aspects of this encounter. As soon as he was close enough to her he jumped up delivering a solid kick to the girl’s midsection. <br><br><hr><br><br>Jonathan continued to walk through the forest a single revolver in each hand, he’d loaded them with rubber bullets at Mr. White’s request rather than using lethal rounds, he’d been late to arrive on the boat due to an old acquaintance trying to…catch up with him. <br><br>A smile crossed his face as Jonathan thought of the look on the man’s face as he faded away from this world. It had been a good duel. The rain was falling hard and Jonathan was careful not to be taken off guard, his tracking device had shown two of the women out by the larger of the island’s two lakes and he figured he’d check things out. <br><br>As he continued to move forward he suddenly got a view of the lake and crouched down, his eyes panning from left to right as he listened and watched. There was one&nbsp; woman standing up and calling out, it seemed like she’d built herself quite the little fortress. Jonathan smiled at the thought of her reaction when he came to storm it. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>16-04-2010, 17:14:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden pauses, looking around as she calls Mary's name again.&nbsp; Cursing she plunges the spear into the ground and turns, going to the lake. She kneels next to it and cups her hands, drinking deeply. She keeps her head tilted towards the forest, listening for anything. All she hears is bird cries and the slight rustling of small game. Perhaps her wall has scared the hunters away?<br><br>Retrieving the spear Eden disappears into lean to again, laying down on the hard ground. She's tired and needs to rest. Tomorrow she needs to make a better hut and a better wall.....
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>17-04-2010, 00:18:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan saw the woman walk into her hut and smiled, she was probably getting a bit of rest…that wall couldn’t have been too easy to build. As she walked into the hut he slowly began to approach it.<br><br>Whoever she was she had a pretty good eye for tactics, the spot she’d picked, thanks to the wall,&nbsp; forced him to approach&nbsp; from only one angle in full view of the hut. If she’d had any real weapons to speak of she might have been able to hold him off. Not wanting to catch a spear to the face Jonathan moved fast keeping close to the wall and keeping low, ready to roll aside or hit the dirt if she decided to launch the spear at him. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>17-04-2010, 00:28:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden stirs slightly, was that a stick breaking? Her eyes open fully but she doesn't move, clutching the spear tighter. Someone is approaching.....Mary would make more noise...this person is trying to sneak. Eden rolls, yawning as if she's just stirred slightly from rest. There, now she can watch him. He's coming close..just a little closer and...<br>As he clears the wall Eden rolls to her feet, angling the spear at his throat. She doesn't throw it, no, then she'll have no weapon. She's crouched, ready to fight as she inches out of the hut onto open ground
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>17-04-2010, 00:48:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan sees her exit the hut just as he clears the wall. SHIT he quickly steps back behind the wall, both revolvers drawn…he didn’t expect her to realize he was there this quickly. She’s got him in a pretty good spot for her, she has the high ground, and a clear shot at the only way to get at her. He paused looking the ground over,&nbsp; then smiled…he had rubber bullets…that would bounce. He slowly aimed his left revolver, then quickly squeezed the trigger six times, letting loose all 6 rounds into a tree, the bullets struck the tree at just the right angle to bounce off the tree and fly in Eden’s direction, he knew they wouldn’t be exact, but it would hopefully get her head down. He re-holstered his empty revolver and quickly stormed around the wall ready to fire on her if he needed to. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>17-04-2010, 00:52:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The shots make Eden duck down, covering her head on reflex. Shit! They can shoot them??<br>The bullets bounce in her direction, most flying harmlessly by. But one...it hits at just the right angle. The rubber bullet slams into her stomach, knocking her back. The spear flies out of her hand and lands out of reach. Eden can only watch as she lies there, the wind knocked out of her. She gasps from breath, eyes wide as she clutches at her stomach
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Olufemi</strong> on <strong>18-04-2010, 22:12:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Elizabeth was quick and despite her lack of hearing she was able to focus on his movements. Avoiding that kick to her torso she was moving aside a bit off balance.&nbsp; Determined to give it all her best. Liz did lack two things, deceptive nature, and a strong jaw to withstand Alliec's next hit, she'd barely had time to notice it coming. The momentum and force of his hit sent her straight to the ground. Landing hard, her body relaxed in her unconscious state and remained still and silent upon the soggy jungle floor. Not a thing could she do for Alexa at the moment. <br><br><hr><br>Alari watched as Servos approached. Finishing her last piece of banana, she tossed it over the side of the cliffs edge.&nbsp; A relaxed and seemingly unaffected movement as she remained with her eyes fixed.&nbsp; Finished chewing she swallowed, and smiled at his question. "If I told you, I'd have to kill you." grinning she stood up. Stretching a bit as those emerald eyes remained upon him, she listened for sounds or sings of others approaching. "Hmm.. You come alone?" her question reflecting her thoughts on that being rather a foolish thing to do. Her body was fit, her form toned and defined not an ounce of fat upon her except in those more pleasing area's there should be, then it was just enough. <br><br>"Are you a man, or a pansy with a gun?" she looked him over. Eying the weapons upon him as she took a couple steps forward off he rock she'd been lounging on. The woman didn't look tired. Her face seemed to radiate anticipation of a good fight she had confidence she'd win.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kitsune</strong> on <strong>19-04-2010, 02:58:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex smiled in smug satisfaction, a very shortlived satisfaction.&nbsp; She only had time to widen her eyes as the hunter leapt to his feet and kicked her in the stomach.&nbsp; The blow was so hard it she flew back and landed on her ass.&nbsp; She fell back and rolled onto her side, mostly to catch her breath and to hold back the agonizing pain to her abdomen.&nbsp; She knew better then to be a sitting duck.&nbsp; Rising shakily to her feet, she grit her teeth and planted her feet, fighting the blur of her vision.&nbsp; She gave her head a pained shake to clear it and faced the hunter.&nbsp; Growling her defiance, she turned and ran, through the brush.&nbsp; She couldn't fight him, she wasn't that stupid, but she could lure him a way from Liz or come back for her another time.&nbsp; Either way, she hoped her idea was a good one.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>19-04-2010, 03:50:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Servos would stare her down before shrugging, "I don't need help to show you the difference between the two of us," he told her in a cool tone of voice. "Nor am I in need of a gun," he said his tone turning cold as he kept his gaze steady. "I have plenty of convential means of subduing you, face too face," he said a light grin growing. "It's much more satisfying to see your gaze dull and grey up close then it is to sit and hide," he told her as he'd take another step forward before he'd gesture for her to move. "Once more it's your move," he told her, "I won't be so kind again," he told her his cold gaze watching every muscle on her body. More focused on her hips, it'd allow him to see where she was moving, she couldn't feign a move if her hips weren't turning, and when he was able to determine that he'd then turn his gaze to what followed after. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>19-04-2010, 21:27:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There…now that wasn’t so hard, Alleic smiled as he Liz curled up on the ground he expected the other girl to come back eventually, but until then he’d have his fun with this one. He moved over to her pulling out his knife he quickly cut away her bra and panties leaving them on the ground.&nbsp; “You know” he said mockingly to her “I’d have let you keep them in one piece if you’d have done what I said” he laughed a bit. Next he grabbed his pack and quickly began to empty it grabbing what he’d need. Some rope,&nbsp; a few metal stakes, a hammer, some cloth, and a few other supplies. Once he had everything laid out he got to work. <br><br>Using the rope he first bound Elizabeth’s wrists behind her back, next he used another rope and tied her ankles together, another rope went around her shoulders just above her breasts, and then below her breasts and around her arms once tied tight her arms were pinned back. Satisfied she couldn’t move Alleic grabbed a longer length of rope looping it off&nbsp; one of the larger branches of one of the trees, testing it to see if it would hold enough weight. Once he was satisfied it wouldn’t drop Elizabeth he quickly looped the other end of the rope around the ropes binding her feet, then around the back of her neck before tying it off to itself. In effect she would be held up by a combination of her ankles and the back of her neck, it would probably be very uncomfortable but nowhere near life threatening. <br><br>Once he had her tied up he walked over to the other end of the rope and began to pull, after a few minutes he had Elizabeth suspended at waist shoulder height. He used the stakes to secure the rope so it wouldn’t be going anywhere she was now tied up and suspended (http://www.bondageblog.com/bondage-pictures/hogtied-hanging-around-in-bondage.jpg) at shoulder height. <br><br>Next he took out a whiteboard, using a marker he wrote on it in print. Finally he placed the sign on the ground and laid a riding crop beside it. On the other side of the sign he laid out three MRE’s and a Swiss army knife&nbsp; He then disappeared into the trees, setting up a camera so that he could see who if anyone came across her, once the camera was set up he began to move through the jungle again searching for more prey. <br><br>Anyone looking through the camera could easily see the sign which said<br><br>“I’m watching…and I have an offer for any captive reading this sign, if you use the crop to give Elizabeth here a little ass whipping you’re welcome to take the MRE’s and the knife to use to help yourself survive, if you don’t beat her and you take anything, or if you take my rope and stakes. I’ll be coming for you next”<br><br><br><hr><br>Jonathan’s eyes quickly scanned the area, seeing the woman on the floor doubled over he relaxes laughing a bit “you had me worried you know” he said calmly. His gun still in his hand as his eyes ran first over the area, then the hut, then the woman. <br><br>Keeping a safe distance he waited for her to catch her breath a bit before continuing “so then” he said “why don’t you tell me who you are? And&nbsp; how you knew how to set up that wall?” he smiled a bit wondering if she’d be forthcoming with the info or if he’d have to ‘convince’ her.&nbsp; "if you're a good girl, I might let you keep the wall" he said calmly.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 05:31:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"There...." Sarah said with a sigh of relief. It had taken her close to an hour, but she finally had, Aiko tied up in a very complicated manner. Her legs spread wide in the air, as she hung from the cave ceiling, her hands tied behind her back.With a soft smirk, Sarah rubbed, Aiko threw her panties, which she'd not bothered to remove yet...No she wanted, Aiko to be awake for this. She gave, Aiko 's ass a soft slap, before she turned around and sat down on a rock, with a smirk.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 21:28:20</strong>
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				Eden gasps for a few seconds longer then rolls to her feet, glaring at him. "rubber bullets....non-fatal but painful.....You came prepared." Her head cocks as she watches him "I'm a green beret. Even unarmed you'll find it hard to take me."<br><br>Her hands snake behind her back, moving as if she's going for a knife as she saunters towards the hunter. "toss me that gun and I won't kill you"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 21:38:59</strong>
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				Jonathan laughs a bit “oohh no…not a green beret!” he says in mock fear. His eyes alight with a bit of excitement. He holds up a single finger “while a rubber bullet can’t normally kill a human being when used for a body shot” he says his voice flat and matter of fact “a round to the head at this range….would most defiantly cause enough damage to break bone, and squish brain” his voice never wavering as he reaches into a small pocket on his pants, pulling a single rubber bullet from inside. <br><br>Keeping his eyes on Eden he draws the second revolver and pushes the bullet home before tossing it in her direction his gun still aimed at her “pick it up” he says calmly “take ten steps back and put it in your waistband, we are going to have ourselves&nbsp; a duel….” He grins “Green Beret versus KGB”&nbsp; Jonathan know's he's taking a risk with this...but they did hire him to make it entertaining for the viewers didn't they?<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 21:43:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden hesitates but catches the pistol. Smoothly, she checks it, making sure its indeed in working order before she cocks it. For a moment she levels it at him, making it clear she could just kill him now.<br><br>After a second she pulls it back, stepping back slowly. After 10 slow, deliberate paces she stops, tucking the pistol away. "KGB huh? How did you get messed up in this?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 21:57:52</strong>
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				Jonathan laughs as she points the pistol towards him finally stopping after she asks the question “get mixed up?” he asks “hate to break it to you darling I volunteered, Mother Russia doesn’t pay anymore…and I’m much more valuable in the private sector, hell…if you make I out of this you should look into it” he says spinning the revolver and placing it in its holster “on the count of three we draw” he says calmly “I’m not going to be aiming for your face…but I don’t mind if you aim for mine.” He smiles its painfully obvious he isn’t scared of Eden. <br><br>“One…..two….three draw!” he says reaching for his revolver just as he finishes saying it. Moving with a speed that seems almost impossible he draws his revolver smoothly with his right hand, his left coming up and across to cock it before it is even fully leveled at Eden so that the second it is he squeezes the trigger, firing all six rounds dead center at her midsection. <br>&nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 22:02:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden's almost as quick as him, almost.<br>Her hand closes over the pistol as she pulls it up, aiming at his neck she squeezes off a shot. Its just a little off center. Jonathan will feel the breeze the bullet makes as it whistles past his neck.<br><br>Eden stumbles back, falling to her knees as she gasps for breath. It feels like her ribs have been broken. Each shot hit the same place. She's clutching at her side, almost doubled over
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 22:10:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan spins the revolver on his finger, as if a cowboy, as he does this he slowly walks over to Eden first grabbing his revolver “thanks’ he says, next he quickly pats her down from head to toe checking for any weapons. Satisfied that she has none he re-holsters one of the revolvers and reloads the other. Picking a nice spot on the grass he sits where she can see him, slowly reloading his revolver he waits for a few minutes letting&nbsp; her get her wits about her again. “I should probably mention” he says “I was the fastest draw in the KGB” he smiles obviously proud of the title “and I’ve never been defeated in a duel” as he says this he aims the revolver back at Eden’s head “now this can go one of two ways, you can be awake and co-operative, or I can knock you out and you’ll wake up in time for me to have my playtime, since I enjoyed dueling with you I’ll allow you the choice, what will it be?” 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 22:17:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden stares at him, bitting her lip as she considers her choices "you also had the advantage of knowing when you'd say three" She points out calmly as she stands. She's about to do something she's never done before......run.<br><br>She walks slowly towards him, maneuvering so she's close to the exit of the wall as she stops again. "I'd rather not play at all. Perhaps we can reach an arrangement?" Eden shakes her head "but i could never trust you...."<br><br>With a soft sigh she steps back and before he can react she's turned and bolted for the forest. Eden runs low, keeping her body close to the ground. She will escape
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 22:24:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Coward!” Jonathan calls out, standing up and placing both hands around the grip of his revolver, taking careful aim he closes one eye, calms his breathing….he can feel time seeming to slow down around him as he focuses on his target, she’s running for the tree line he needs to stop her before she does. He moves his aim to her right leg, more superficially the back of her knee watching it rise and fall, rise and fall. Timing it just right he slowly squeezes the trigger, a single bullet flies from the gun, striking the back of Eden’s right knee just as all of her weight is landing on it. He then runs after her confidant he’s tripped her up enough to close the gap. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 22:29:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden screams, its a short sound but that of a defeated, agonized animal. Eden limps forward, running as best&nbsp; she can.&nbsp; Her head turns as she collapses against a tree, watching him swiftly approach. Eden screams again, frustrated as she sinks down to wait. She knows she's caught, she can't move fast enough to escape. <br>Tears in her eyes from the pain she crouches, leg stretched out in front of her. "I won't stop fighting" She informs him as he nears
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 22:35:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“you know” he says “I figured that part out on my own” spinning the revolver around his finger again he quickly grabs it by the barrel, his gloves preventing him from burning his hand. Without another word he drives the butt of the pistol against Eden’s head knocking her out. <br><br>Grabbing her by both legs he begins to drag her back towards her little hut, once there he quickly strips her clothes off of her and uses a pair of handcuffs to cuff her hands behind her back. Once that’s done he rolls her onto her back and slowly begins to lightly slap her face waiting for her to come to. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 22:53:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden wakes slightly, head turning slightly to avoid the slaps. Her arms tense and twist slightly, testing the limits of the cuffs. Their high quality, too strong for her to break.<br>Her breath catches slightly as she feels a breeze blowing over her naked body "....." Eden's eyes open fully to look at Jonathan ".......at......cover me with my jacket...atleast" It costs Eden most of her pride to ask for that small favor.<br><br>She's well built, surprisingly attractive for a warrior. Her breasts, freed from the taut bindings holding them down, are large. Their more then a handful and judging from how her nipples peak in the cold air....very sensitive. Eden twists slightly, trying to roll over. As she does so, her breasts shift, showing a hidden tattoo. Eden has a small dragon. It twines under her breast, curling up around it slightly.<br>&nbsp;<br>Eden growls at her captor, rolling to face him on her side. "why are you doing this?!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kitsune</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 22:59:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex had never run so fast in her life.&nbsp; She had tripped and fallen scraping the skin from the palm of her hands but she got back up determined.&nbsp; She began to slow once she realized she wasn't being followed and leaned against a tree to catch her breath.&nbsp; She looked back the way she had come and felt guilty for leaving Liz.&nbsp; Head hurting, and her midsection feeling bruised, she tried to think through the pain.&nbsp; Finally, she decided that she couldn't let Liz stay with that man.&nbsp; She doubled back, circling around, trying not to break any foilage.&nbsp; She may not have real experience, but she watched enough movies to know that the girl got caught because of evidence she left behind.&nbsp; There was nothing she could do about her mad dash into the jungle but then with everything going on, what was one more thing.&nbsp; <br><br>Alex cautiously crept on the site, thankful that she at least had a pretty good sense of direction.&nbsp; Everything was so damn green and looked the same but she managed to creep back to the site and what she saw shocked her.&nbsp; Liz was hanging there, luridly posed.&nbsp; She looked around, afraid it was a trap.&nbsp; She didn't want to just go out there and be just as caught.&nbsp; She sat there, shaking from her adrenaline, trying to figure out what to do.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 23:39:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Nice tattoo” Jonathan says nodding at Eden’s breasts “you don’t get to make demands and I’m doing this because I’m a very sick individual and it’s fun to me” his voice firm as he answers her request for her jacket and her question in the same sentence. “I wonder” he says mockingly “just how sensitive you are?” as he asks this he reaches down with his left hand taking Eden’s right nipple between his thumb and forefinger rolling it softly back and forth between them. <br>&nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 23:44:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden's body arches back with a soft gasp. Very sensitive indeed "don't.......don't touch me!" Despite Eden's training, all her skills as a warrior when she's faced with this she reacts purely as a virgin. She's scared, trembling and humiliated tears gather in her eyes "I...I can make it worth your while not to touch me!"<br><br>She twists, rolling onto her back again, away from him. She's at the edge of the hut, pinned now against the wall. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 23:56:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Curious what she means Jonathan pulls his hand back “and just how do you intend to do that?” he asks letting his curiosity show.&nbsp; His eyes running up and down her body again, he’d found the chink in her armor for whatever reason this woman was afraid of her own sexuality….that was going to make things VERY fun indeed!<br><br>As he waited for her to answer him Jonathan let his eyes run over the hut, she’d done a pretty good job making it, he was honestly debating between letting it stand or tearing it down once he left her. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 00:03:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden scoots forward slightly, rising to her knees with slight difficulty. "...." She looks away, a single tear rolling down her face as she bends forward, putting her mouth near his crotch. She's still, unsure of what to do next. Eden has never needed this knowledge, never needed to do this. <br><br>With a muffled whimper she nuzzles him
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 00:11:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“So...&nbsp; you want to suck my dick?” Jonathan asks the amusement in his voice perfectly clear. “Well I dunno, you don’t even want it enough to ask” he smiles evilly. She’s probably going to hate this, but then again he didn’t get into interrogation and torture because he hated seeing people miserable. “Why don’t you ask me nicely if you can suck my dick?” he asks. <br>&nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 00:14:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden's hands clench in cuffs as she shoots him an evil glare. Oh if looks could kill.....he'd be a stain on the wall.<br><br><br>"m...may I suck...your dick" She grinds out, choking on every word. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 00:25:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br><br>SMACK Jonathan lightly slaps Eden’s face not hard enough to really hurt, just to sting a bit “louder” he says “I&nbsp; want to know that it’s what you want’ he smiles evilly as he says it, he’d forgotten how much he enjoyed making others beg.<br>&nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 00:29:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden flinches slightly at the slap, moving backwards slightly. Her head turns up slightly "I....want....to....suck.....you....your....dick" She says clearly, spitting each word out with hatred. <br>She bends down again, nuzzling and licking at his crotch, trying to show that she wants it.,.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 00:49:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan smiles “good little slut” he says mockingly as he reaches down unzipping his pants and pulling out his dick, “now” he says, “ for every time I feel a tooth you’ll be losing a tooth keep that in mind” he waits a moment to let his words sink in then slowly begins to rub the head of his dick against her lips, he is quite large and already fully hard “now get to work like a good little whore” 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 00:57:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden raises her head slightly with an angry hiss. Sadly, her head dips down and she obeys. Lips covering her teeth she slides her head down. She glances up, unsure of what to do next as she gently licks and laps at the head. Occassionally she sucks slightly, sliding her mouth deeper
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 01:04:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan groans lowly as he feels her mouth sliding along his dick “there you go” he says his hand running down to the side of her face gently stroking her cheek “now take me deeper” he says “I want to feel your lips on my balls” he grins a bit wondering if she’ll be able to do it, his eyes watching her, wondering if this is a ploy or if she’ll really co-operate. His other hand still on the butt of his revolver in case she decides to do anything fishy. <br><br>"and don't get any funny ideas" he says firmly "Or I might just forget I'm not supposed to kill you"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 01:10:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden glances up, gagging slightly as she takes him deeper. After a few seconds she pulls back, completely off his cock as she gasps for breath. "...I...I can't.....i can't breath" She stammers out. Seconds drag out before, having caught her breath, Eden leans forward again. she focuses on the head, licking and sucking it. Her tongue twines around it, gently rolling it as she sucks softly
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 01:15:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“well then if you can’t fit me inside your mouth we will just have to find a place where I do fit now won’t we?” he asks “either you swallow my dick down all the way or I find a different hole to use” his voice is firm and honest, he has no problem with raping Eden and it is obvious by his tone of voice. “now swallow me down!” He orders as his dick throbs hard inside Eden's mouth, already begining to leak a bit of pre-cum.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>21-04-2010, 01:21:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden's eyes close briefly, hiding the flare of fear she feels. Her body shifts backwards as she angles her head, trying to find the most direct and best way. Again and again she bobs over his cock, never quite making it to the base. With each try she chokes and gags, unable to take it.&nbsp; Her color rises as she utters a whimper of fear. She stops, mouth only half way down as she sucks powerfully, licking frantically to try and please him.<br><br>Even at this depth its hard to breath, after less then a minute she pulls back, gasping in short, panic filled gasps "no....I'll do it...."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bayushi</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 00:22:28</strong>
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				<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/Slave_Akiko.jpg)</td><td><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=65757.msg2954437#msg2954437">Quote from: sinoraa on 20-04-2010, 05:31:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"There...." Sarah said with a sigh of relief. It had taken her close to an hour, but she finally had, Aiko tied up in a very complicated manner. Her legs spread wide in the air, as she hung from the cave ceiling, her hands tied behind her back.With a soft smirk, Sarah rubbed, Aiko threw her panties, which she'd not bothered to remove yet...No she wanted, Aiko to be awake for this. She gave, Aiko 's ass a soft slap, before she turned around and sat down on a rock, with a smirk.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>It took a short while, but soon Sarah could see little Aiko's eyes fluttering as she fought to wake up.<br><br>Eyes finally opening, she looked around, her head jerking one way or another, "Wh-where am I?!""<br><br>Then her eyes settled on Sara, and she remembered. The woman molesting one of her fellow captives, then becoming ensnared in a rope trap. Then the gun aimed her way, a sharp sting, then darkness.<br><br>"You! What the hell is with you? And this crazy damn island? And that psychotic moron on the boat?" Aiko raged, still not really noticing that she was stripped to her panties. "And I know I'm Japanese, but what's with the bondage?"</td></tr></tbody></table>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 08:06:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mr. White smiled as he walked out onto the deck of his yacht, the rain had finally stopped and the sun was back out. As he looked over at the island he smiled, he was already making a fortune in profits off of this idea! Things were running smoothly. <br><br><br><hr><br>Alleic was watching to see what Alex would do, he was currently sitting in a tree quite a ways away from where he'd left Elizabeth, watching the scene unfold on the reciever for the camera he'd set up. In his other hand was the locator device, he was watching it intently. Searching for any of the captives who seemed to be alone. He felt the rain begin to slow and stop, "it will be getting hot again" he said to himself. <br><br><hr><br><br>Jonathan laughs “one more try” he says firmly “Swallow me all down like a good little whore, or pay the price for failure” as he says this he keeps his eyes on her, enjoying every second of her shame and fear. He’s always loved breaking people, and those with strong wills always proved to be the most fun! 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kitsune</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 09:28:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex couldn't leave Liz like that.&nbsp; It..didn't look comfortable at all.&nbsp; That decided her.&nbsp; She crept through the brush and cautiously made her way to the girl.&nbsp; When she got to the Liz, she spurred into action, trying to untie the knots but they were wet and tight.&nbsp; Frustrated and feeling vulnerable, she growled in frustration.&nbsp; She looked around and spotted the sign and the items so crefully laid out.&nbsp; What the fuck?&nbsp; She wasn't about to whip Liz with anything.&nbsp; Looking around, she grabbed the knife.&nbsp; What did it matter if she took it or not?&nbsp; If that hunter found her, then she was screwed anyway.&nbsp; <br><br>Alex hated that thought and opened the swiss army knife and began swaing at the ropes at her legs.&nbsp; She thought it was better to start from there.&nbsp; she didn't want to inadvertantly hurt the gir.&nbsp; She kept looking around as she worked, thinking she was going to be caught at any moment.&nbsp; A feeling she was really coming to despise.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 18:00:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden raises her eyes, looking at him helplessly. She has the look of a desperate, cornered animal, willing to do anything to survive.&nbsp; Slowly she lowers her head, sliding her mouth down his length again. Eden chokes, shuddering at the taste and feel as her tears fall onto his shaft and balls. She can't take his entire cock, try as she might she finds herself gagging and coming up gasping for air
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 18:40:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Its to keep you, nice and still. Now i would pipe down on the talking, less you'd like to add quiet to the list?" Sarah said with a smirk, holding up a gag, that's been sitting next to her. Putting the gag aside, she got up and circled, Aiko. "God, did i hit the jackpot?" She said to herself, spanking, Aiko's ass hard.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 19:02:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan looked down at Eden. “Well now” he said mock sorrow in his voice “looks like you failed” an evil grin spread across his features as he said this, “and for your failure you’re going to have to surrender one of your other holes for me to use to pleasure my dick” as he said this he looked her right in the eyes, “pick which hole I’m going to fuck” he said the amusement in his voice evident, he loved the idea of forcing her to choose where she would be taken against her will.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 19:07:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden shakes her head, scooting back. Her breath comes in short panicked gasps. "n...no!" Eden continues to scoot and wiggle backwards, putting distance between herself and him. She knows with her hands bound it will be hard, if not impossible to make it to her feet, atleast with her hands behind her back. She bends backwards, twisting her arms and legs to slide the cuffs down over her feet. Hands in front of her now, she braces herself and makes it to her feet.<br><br>"stay away!" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 19:11:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan laughs as he watches her get to her feet, the fight seeming to have left her to only be replaced with fear. Without warning he sweeps his right leg out, fast and precise catching her left foot and sweeping it out from under her, knowing that without the balance of her arms she’ll topple down “No no no no” he says as if speaking to a child “that’s not one of the choices, now shall I fuck your cunt or your ass?”&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 19:15:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"no!" she screams, barely registering her fall to the dirt. "no!" She stares up at him, legs clenched tightly together <br>Her hands twist in the cuffs, trying to find a way to wiggle them free "give me another chance.....I can use my hands..."<br>Eden's panting with fear, wiggling backwards like a worm
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 19:27:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan laughs “I’d rather have a warm wet hole” he says as he keeps approaching her “now either you choose or I’ll just use them both!” as he says this he grins evilly, his eyes running over Eden’s body “Now what’s it gonna be slut?” he asked his dick rock hard and throbbing.&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 19:31:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden continues to wiggle and crawl backwards, sobbing softly as she shakes her head. "no!no!please....I'll do anything...."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 20:13:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan laughs as he slowly begins to unbutton his pants “I guess it’s going to be both holes then?” he asks his eyes running over Eden. As soon as he has his pants off he begins to move towards her, an evil gleam in his eyes he’s taking his time closing the distance slowly, wanting her to panic and cower in fear before what is about to happen.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 20:17:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden's sobbing, hands still working to free themselves. "please....please..." Her naked body twists and wiggles on the ground, inching backwards in terror. <br>She looks around, searching desperately for a weapon in reach... "don't do this!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 20:32:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan keeps laughing as he suddenly grabs Eden’s legs one hand around each ankle he quickly pulls her towards him, erasing all the progress she made by squirming.&nbsp; He drags her out of the hut and over towards the water, his eyes fixed on a big flat rock. Once beside it he hefts her up and bends her over the rock pinning her down with one hand on her neck, his legs kicking hers spread as he begins to slowly rub the head of his dick against her pussy “last chance” he says firmly “ass? Pussy? Or both?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 20:41:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden's gasping for breath,&nbsp; sobbing inconsolably. "I....." Her body's stiff as she pushes herself up, bitting her lip hard to stop her sobs.&nbsp; Her back is pressed against his front as her head turns to look at him "can you really bring yourself to rape a virgin?" She hisses out.&nbsp; "your military...l...lik....like me......we...we're comrads...do the honorable thing and let me go"<br>She's desperate, begging him as her hand clench on the rock
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 20:57:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan forces some shock into his voice, doing his best to sound suppressed “you’re a virgin?!?!” he asks and pauses as if this is some great revelation.&nbsp; “that changes everything!” he says letting the words hang in the air for a minute.<br><br>Without warning he suddenly shifts his hips pushing his rock hard dick into her pussy, ramming it all the way in as fast and hard as he can, he can feel the friction a bit but that’s ok it doesn’t hurt enough to bother him, and she’s so tight and warm!<br><br>He holds himself fully inside her previously virgin hold watching to see how she takes her sudden deflowering. “I have to fuck both your holes now for sure….comrade!” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 21:13:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden relaxes slightly. He does have some honor...He won't rape a virgin.....<br><br>Her relaxed body makes it easier for him to push inside and all the worse for her. Eden's scream sends birds flying, it's a harsh sound of tortured pain and fear.<br>She jerks back, body slamming into his as she howls in pain. Her passage tenses, clenching against the invader. <br>Her eyes close at his mocking words, she's humiliated. <br><br>The humiliation is hard to bear, but the pain...and the fear...are tearing at her soul
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 21:20:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan holds himself deep inside her for a second before beginning to rock back and forth inside her thrusting in and out, slowly at first but each thrust harder and faster than the last, soon enough he is ramming in and out of her with little mercy. He grins as he continues to fuck her pussy one hand moving up to her hair pulling it hard, as his other reaches around and grabs her breast giving it a rough squeeze.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 21:24:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden gasps at the harsh thrusts, body twisting slightly to move away. She's trapped between him and the rock, unable to do anything more then wiggle. Each thrust seems to hurt more, seems to tear at her insides.<br>A sharp yelp is emitted as he yanks her hair, forcing her head back. She's held against him, back arched to force her breasts out. She's helpless, can only watch and feel as he painfully squeezes her breast. "stop....stop!!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 21:28:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan laughs as he keeps pounding away at her “you want me to stop?” he asks mockingly, as he does he thrusts hard again, burying himself inside her pussy and holding himself there, wondering if she’ll take the bait “you want me to stop fucking this little cunt of yours?” he asks, his dick is throbbing hard and fast. He knows he won’t hold out for too long…and that it wouldn’t be smart to stay out in the open like this for too long anyone could literally catch him with his pants down.&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 21:31:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden's crying, huge tears rolling down her face as she turns her head slightly, the most she can with his cruel grip on her hair. She knows its a trick, she knows he won't stop and she's just going to be used for his pleasure. But still she begs "please......stop.....let me pleasure you with my mouth... I'll do anything....anything...." Gone is Eden's military training, gone is her strength and independence. She's a scared virgin, one who just wants the pain to stop
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 21:38:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan smiles “ok” he says “I’ll stop fucking your little cunt and let you use your mouth on me…after I’ve used your ass for a bit!” as soon as the words leave his lips Jonathan grabs Eden by the ass spreading her cheeks and pressing the head of his dick against her asshole “clench up and I might tear something inside you” he warns then rams his dick in, pushing as hard as he can, the juices from her pussy helping him to slide into her most private hole. <br><br>&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 21:42:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden cries out in pain. The second violation is worse then the first. Her body clenches and twists as she screams in pain. Her hands are clenched on the rock, beating at it. <br>Her eyes are closed, her breath coming in short fast gasps. She's terrified and in agongy
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 21:48:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan fucks her ass with no mercy pounding in and out of her over and over again, his dick throbbing hard inside her, he can feel her body clenching on him, as he feels himself getting closer to the edge he reaches forward again grabbing the woman’s breasts and squeezing both of them hard, twisting them slowly back then forth. He smiles as he watches her face intent on seeing how she reacts to it.<br><br>“I’m about to cum in your ass” he says firmly as he thrusts again. “here it comes” he groans loudly as he rams in one last time holding himself deep inside her as his dick begins to shoot rope after rope of his hot cum inside her ass, quickly filling her. He holds himself inside her until he finishes and finally pulls out. Stepping back, one hand still in her hair he half leads half drags her into a kneeling position in front of him “now pleasure me with your mouth like you said you would” he says mockingly “suck me clean…if you do a good job I might just let you keep your hut” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 21:53:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden cries out as he hammers into her body, only relaxing slightly as he cums. Her face is stained by her tears, her lips thin and white as she bites them to hold some of her cries in.<br>She looks up at him as he forces her to her knees.&nbsp; Her body shifts slightly but she doesn't try to fight. For the moment, her fight is gone. She is controlled by her fear. <br>Tears are still dripping down her face as she opens her mouth, not wanting him to hurt her anymore
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 21:59:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan smiles and slowly pushes his dick into her mouth “there you go” he says calmly “suck it clean for me”&nbsp; as he says this he runs his hand though her hair getting a good handful to use to guide her if she starts to show a lack of effort. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 22:01:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden does nothing, just kneels there. She suckles gently occasionally, her head barely moving. Her hands, still cuffed together, raise and splay over his stomach, a meek show of diafiance 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 22:16:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan’s eyes narrow “well if you’re not going to try” he says. Keeping his fistful of her hair he yanks her away from his dick and pushes her aside. Walking over to the hut he looks around making sure that what he has in mind will work. After a few seconds he walks to one corner of the hut finding one of the supports for the ‘roof’ he quickly kicks it out the hut collapsing before him. <br><br>He looks back at Eden “don’t want to work to keep your things, then you won’t keep them” he says. As he does this he walks over to her clothes grabbing her top and folding it up before holding it under his arm.&nbsp; He then moves over and quickly un-cuffs her, stepping back with his hand on one of his revolvers should he need it “I’ll be seeing you” he says mockingly and disappears into the jungle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 22:21:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden lies there, watching him destroy her hut and take her clothes. She doesn't even voice her distress and anger. She just curls up next to the lake
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>23-04-2010, 07:16:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha woke up, and yawned dramatically. She had forgotten most of the details of the night before, but did remember up to the point where she lost her knife. "My knife!" Samantha cried, and scrambled around looking for it. When she tried to get up, she realized she was still tied up, and still naked, "Aw crap! my clothes," she cursed a few times, the tide would have taken them by now. She crawled over to the shrubs and found her knife. She cut the rope off of her feet and hands.<br><br>After that she bolted up, keeping hold of the rope and darted for the shoreline. Her clothes, her cup, all gone. She cursed and cried out to the skies. She wasn't going to give up though, she paced back and forth spitting curses. She sat in the sand and crossed her arms. After sitting there for a short while she looked at her rope scraps, they were cut too short to use. She got up and wandered back into the jungle, looking to find food.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bayushi</strong> on <strong>23-04-2010, 20:36:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/Slave_Akiko.jpg)</td><td><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=65757.msg2962114#msg2962114">Quote from: sinoraa on 22-04-2010, 18:40:45</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Its to keep you, nice and still. Now i would pipe down on the talking, less you'd like to add quiet to the list?" Sarah said with a smirk, holding up a gag, that's been sitting next to her. Putting the gag aside, she got up and circled, Aiko. "God, did i hit the jackpot?" She said to herself, spanking, Aiko's ass hard.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Aiko's eyes widened at the sight of the ball gag. Even given her inexperience, she knew what it was. Mouth clamping shut, she decided she'd not let the woman gag her and humiliate her even further.<br><br>Then that hand fell upon her soft, never-before spanked bottom, eliciting a soft cry from Aiko's lips. She wriggled in the ropes, trying to pull away from any further spanks, unknowingly just arching her back and making her look even more desirable.</td></tr></tbody></table>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>23-04-2010, 23:27:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic was moving through the jungle being careful not to make any noise as he moved from tree to tree, keeping high and keeping his eyes and ears tuned to the ground. He continued to move, having checked his locator and seen that one of the captives was on her own he intended to ambush her. As he headed for the shore he saw her, she was rather cute, and totally naked. He assumed that she’d already had someone pay her a little visit he let her enter the jungle before making his move. Slowly moving around in the trees he began to make more and more noise as he jumped from tree to tree circling her.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>24-04-2010, 13:42:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Like that, do you?" Sarah smirked, sliding her fingers sliding down, Aiko's butt crack. "Tell me, whats your name?" She said in a almost taunting voice, as her fingers plaid over, Aiko asshole.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kitsune</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 03:02:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex laid the girl down and then threw her knife down as well.&nbsp; This was all bullshit.&nbsp; She wasn't going to stand for this any longer.&nbsp; She couldn't keep doing this and she wasn't.&nbsp; She had brothers and people who would find her.&nbsp; They had to.&nbsp; She was filled with a sudden burst of anger and she began to rip the area apart for a camera.&nbsp; She found the hunter's but that wasn't the one she wanted.&nbsp; She knew her fate could be a horrible one but this island still had her trapped.&nbsp; She would break for no one and she would find a way.&nbsp; <br><br>Alex found the camera she was looking for and picked it up and brought it to her face.&nbsp; "You come and get me the fuck out of here.&nbsp; NOW! you perverted son of bitch.&nbsp; I'm not playing your stupid ass game anymore.&nbsp; I'll be on the beach and when I get the chance, I'm going to get revenge on your ass!"<br><br>She ran down to the beach and it was only moments before a chopper came to get her.&nbsp; Her heart was pounding but she would take what fate would give her.&nbsp; Perhaps she would be lucky.&nbsp; She always had been before.&nbsp; Though this situation sucked.&nbsp; This wasn't her fate, she would make a new one if she had to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 05:25:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha was wandering through the jungle and slowly becoming hysterical. She picked a good sized fruit from a tree and devoured it quickly. Completely naked, she trotted through the jungle and felt uncomfortable with the collar being the only thing she was wearing, not to mention that the rubber was practically fused with her skin; it was an itch that she couldn't manage to scratch. She ran up a hillside, and up a mountain, wanting to get a clear view of the layout of the island. She stopped suddenly, but not so much stopped as disappeared. She was running and thought she heard something, or some-one, likely another hunter. She quickly dove off into the side, burying herself in some bushes; thorns and poison seemed to be the last thing she was concerned about, but her immune system was fairly tough from a medical standpoint; she had very few allergies and had a good defense against poisons.<br><br>She stayed there, and looked around. She knew she was being followed, and slowly moved back, crawling along, being careful to make as little sound as possible. She hid her knife away, figuring the hunters didn't want her to have it, in fact, she buried it in the dirt as she crawled around. She saw something moving in the trees and looked up to see what it was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 20:50:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic smiled as he saw that his prey was looking in his direction, he leapt from the tree he was in to another one. Making as much noise as possible before silently leaping to yet another tree, his eyes still on the girl. She had been trying to hide but it was of no use, he’d never lost track of her. A smile on his lips he called out “I see you!” wondering just how brave this captive was. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 21:01:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha kept her eyes on him and watched him jump around from tree to tree. From her perspective, she really though he kind of looked like an idiot, wasting his time moving around like that. She was only concerned with one thing: whether or not he had a gun that she could steal. She heard him tell her that he saw her, and stared blankly at him. "So come down here and fight me," she said confidently, "or fuck me, or do whatever it is you're supposed to do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 21:10:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden's eyes close as she lies there, feeling her violated body ache. As she cries silently into the dirt she begins to remember. She remembers her hard training, the constant proving of herself at the military base and how many times she went to bed in tears, wanting to quit. Now, she's a lethal, trained green beret.....Slowly her tears dry as she sits up. She was bested, by a stronger male. But that doesn't give her the right to pity herself.<br><br>No! She can make it though this. Slowly she stands, looking down at her naked body. She can make it though this. She is strong...she will push through this.<br><br>Eden kneels in the mud and begins to spread it over her body. Its a crude camouflage but it works.<br><br>Eden stands and turns towards the forest. Keeping to the shadows, she darts between trees, making her way slowly to the beach.<br>Standing at the forests edge she stares at the ship. Its half a mile out....swim-able. But how to get across the beach without being seen?<br><br>There.....there's a small gully! Eden crouches and slides into it. She belly crawls along it, moving swiftly until she hits the water. Like a seal she dives in and begins to swim for the ship
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 21:19:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic laughed, the poor thing was looking at the wrong tree! At least she had spirit, “Very well” he said suddenly jumping down from his perch in the tree behind her, landing beside her as she remained on the ground. He quickly drove his knee into her back, not hard enough to break anything, but enough to hurt and keep her pinned, his hands were already moving. He quickly grabbed a length of rope from his bag grabbing both of her wrists he tied them together making sure the knots were secure, she’d have to be an escape artist on the level of Houdini to get out of those knots, considering that he’d learned the skill in the SAS who had at one point tasked Houdini to devise a series of ties that would be near impossible to break. <br><br>Once her arms were secure he grabbed a hand full of her hair and pulled her neck back. Looping a longer rope underneath it he sent both ends of the rope between her legs.<br><br>Moving fast he rolled her over and drove his knee into her gut to knock the wind out of her as he grabbed the ends of the rope and pulled them up the front of her body sending between the rope around her neck and her neck, before pulling them around her waist, rolling her over and tying them off to the ropes binding her wrists. Stepping back he smiled and admired his work, any thrashing about on her part would both pull the rope on her neck tight, and squeeze her slit between the two ropes nestled between her legs.&nbsp; <br><br><br><hr><br>The sun was setting on the island, it was not totally dark yet, it was more that special time that the movie makers call ‘magic hour.’ As the last of the day’s light began to fade the lights on Mr. Whites ship began to wink on one by one, it would get cold fast in the night. For his part Mr. White was watching the monitors and enjoying a nice dinner. He smiled as he considered the state of each captive, already there had been one quitter..for a moment he considered her fate...sold to a whore house in south Asia, she'd have quite an unpleasnt and short life ahead of her, a few of the girls seemed to be lost in the jungle….no matter the profits were rolling in. This was already a successful venture and he knew he’d need to launch another in the future after this had come to it’s end.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 21:31:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha jumped a bit at where he landed from. She was immediately driven to the ground by his knee, "ow," she muttered, wanting this to just be over as quickly as possible. She didn't fight as he moved her around and tied her up. "Hey," Samantha said, trying to get his attention. He seemed really raveled up in his work, at least too much to acknowledge her. He drove his knee into her stomach and she let out a gasp and began panting and twitching in the ties to get her breath back. "Fuck you asshole!" she shouted at him once she got her breath back. He had finished tying her up and as he stepped back Samantha gave him a look of utter confusion and distaste. "Is all of this really necessary?" she asked, "seriously, I was totally willing, and now I'm tied up in a position that I can barely move."<br><br>She sighed and looked at his cocky smile. He then scanned his body for weapons, and laid there, unable to move much in the dirt. "So," Samantha said, "what exactly are going to do to me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 21:40:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden continues to swim, getting ever closer to the ship. <br>As she reaches it, she pauses, treading water for a moment. There! There's a sailor..his back to the water. Eden silently swims towards him, sliding onto the deck next to him. Her hands fasten around his neck, one covering his mouth to stifle any screams. Not that he has a chance to before she breaks his neck. <br>She lowers him to the ground and dumps his now naked body into the ocean.<br><br>The sailor was about her size and the stolen clothes fit her well. Eden moves silently through the ship. She knows the basic layout and is heading towards where the cockpit should be
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 21:42:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic paused as if considering this for the first time, in truth he never really pre-planned his attacks, he always let the moment take him…things seemed to flow much better that way “I’m debating”&nbsp; he said as he sat down on a large rock within view of Samantha. Pulling his pack off he began to open it up “it’s getting dark I may just keep you for the night” he said as he continued to spread out his different supplies, there were several MRE’s as well as a utility knife, what looked like a plastic brick with a single tab sticking out, and several other items including a single locked box. “but I doubt you’d enjoy that” he said moving over to her and dragging his hand along her right inner thigh, “you have soft skin” he said “it’s almost a shame to have to mar it” <br><br><hr><br>All is quiet on the ship, most of the guards seeming to be asleep the way to the cockpit is without incident, not even a single guard crosses Eden’s path. All of the cabins and hatches along the way are locked, Mr. White obviously believing that keeping his guests under lock and key is the best way to maintain security.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 22:25:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden creeps along slowly, opening the hatch to the cockpit silently. She peers inside and finding its empty steps inside. Her feet make no sound as she creeps towards the radio. Her hands move out of habit, adjusting the radio to a military channel. She picks it up and begins to talk. She asks them to track the signal and requests help, explaining who she is and the situation
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 22:39:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After she has finished detailing the situation the voice on the other end of the radio says “alright…we are working on triangulating your position, we just need you to sit tight for…..THE NEXT HUNDRED YEARS!” as the sentence ends all the lights in the cockpit come on, and a series of loud clicks can be heard from the side entrance. Anyone who has heard the sound before knows what it is….several guns have just been cocked and they are now aimed at Eden “very nice work” Mr. White says “but sadly not nice enough!”&nbsp; &nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 22:44:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden swallows hard, the radio dropping from her limp fingers. Her head turns slightly to look at the sailors holding the guns before she turns to face Mr. White. "are you going to kill me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bayushi</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 23:23:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/Slave_Akiko.jpg)</td><td><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=65757.msg2968113#msg2968113">Quote from: sinoraa on 24-04-2010, 13:42:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Like that, do you?" Sarah smirked, sliding her fingers sliding down, Aiko's butt crack. "Tell me, whats your name?" She said in a almost taunting voice, as her fingers plaid over, Aiko asshole.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"No, I do not like that!" Aiko whined, still trying to escape the invasive fingers.<br><br>When asked her name, Aiko replied, "My name is Aiko. Who are you?"</td></tr></tbody></table>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 23:39:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mr. White laughed “kill you?” he said “not quite…why would I waste all the money it took to bring you here…now punish you….that is something I intend to do quite a bit of” his smile was evil and cold “now remove the clothes you have on…before I start to lose my patience.”&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 23:42:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden's chin stiffens as she shakes her head "no"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 23:57:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mr. White laughs “very well” he says “then I shall leave you in more….capable hands!” with that he steps aside and Jonathan walks into the cabin, grinning widely at Eden “hello there’ he said “couldn’t stay away from me could you?...well don’t worry there’s plenty more of what I gave you back on the island...now you know what I can do when you cooperate...do you really want to know what happens when you don't?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>26-04-2010, 23:59:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden stiffens, then drops into a fighting crouch "I'll kill you this time" She hisses, forgetting about the guns aimed at her
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 00:06:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan laughs “you’ll try” he says moving before he’s even finished his sentence, both of his revolvers are holstered and the holsters are locked shut, its obvious he’s been waiting for her to get to the cockpit, and has planned on fighting her hand to hand. Moving fast he swings his left fist towards her face, the motion is much slower than he is really able to move, he wants her to think she can win. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 00:09:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden ducks under the punch, leg kicking out to sweep under his. In the same motion she twists, slaming her elbow into his solar plexis
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 00:18:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha looked at him, half afraid, but half interested. She was normally very kinky, but not to the point of permanent injury or harm. She wanted to try it, but didn't want it to be one of those decisions that she was forced to make. If anything of the sort was going to happen, she wanted it to be out of her hands. "That would be a shame..." she said, looking at Alleic. She was frightened, but still kept her head on straight. The rope around her neck didn't do much, as the collar kept it from choking her too much, and the rubber burns had already permanently numbed her neck skin.<br><br>"I would really really like to have something to do other than just sit here," Samantha told him, "so are we going to do anything, or are you just going to watch me lie here bored and naked? Because if you were just going to do that, I'd have to call you a queer." Her tone was mocking, he was trying to insult him a little, to make him angry. She would rather have him angry and fucking her than having him sit there and watch her do nothing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 01:03:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jonathan moves both legs out of the way, taking the blow to his solar plexus, he stumbles back grabbing his gut acting as if the wind is knocked out of him, in truth he is perfectly fine, part of his KGB training involved ‘body hardening’ and it was quite easy for him to keep fighting through most pain.<br><br><br><hr><br>Alleic laughed quickly bringing his hand down hard on the girl’s ass with a loud SMACK, sending a few nearby birds flying from their nests. “you’re a cheeky one” he said as he debated what to do with Samantha, but have no fear….we will both be quite entertained” with that he stood up and moved over to items he had laid out. He grabbed the rubber brick and moved&nbsp; a few steps back before tossing it in front of him while still holding the tab. The brick expanded and opened up in mid air, landing and continuing to open. Once it was done expanding it’s shape resembled a inflatable raft with the exception that it actually had a tent style roof also made out of the same material. Alleic smiled, glad the device had worked correctly. It wasn’t much for security but it took a lot to sneak up on him, and this deep in the jungle it would be a very long shot for them even to be found by anyone without a tracker. <br><br>Once the tent was made up he walked back over to Samantha reaching between her legs he began to rub her clit, slowly teasing it with his index finger, watching carefully to see how easy her motor got running. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 01:05:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden spins to face him, pressing her advantage with a kick to the gut
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 01:09:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as she kicks out her leg Jonathan moves, dodging to the side still only using a fraction of his speed as he sidesteps her attack, moving forward so he is alongside her next he drives his knee hard into her ass to throw her off balance. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 01:10:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha let out a yelp as her ass was smacked. She watched him open up the tent/raft thing and stared at it blankly. She had trouble wrapping her head around what exactly he was planning on doing. As he leaned down and rubbed her clit she kept watching him blankly. The ropes were doing a better job than he was, well she would have to give him credit for that however. As she watched him he looked up at her, and she shook her head slightly saying, "oh right..." and she pretended to moan a bit. She kept in mind the location of the knife, and began to come up with a plan, "do you have a gun?" she asked in the kinkiest way possible.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 01:11:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden twists, spining midkick to face him. She stumbles slightly, using the stumble to guide her into a combat roll that brings her up and facing him. Eden grabs the radio, ripping it out to throw at him. She charges, driving her knee into his groin
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 01:20:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The knee is met with his forearm, as the radio goes flying past where his head used to be. He is moving as fast as he can now, the time for games has passed. His other hand moves quickly, driving itself hard into her right breast, as his left hand, having blocked her blow, thrusts upwards and finds itself driven hard into her gut. He steps back kicking out at her knee with his foot, striking the back of it so as not to break it, but simply make it give out. <br><br><br><hr><br><br>Alleic laughs obviously amused by her attempts to patronize him “no…but I do have a cannon” he says mockingly “and I also have a young woman who needs to learn her place in the scheme of things…since you seem not to have a desire for the flesh…perhaps we can find something else for you to play with!” with that he pulled his hand back, moving over to the black box, returning quickly he reaches between her legs again pulling the ropes apart a bit not worrying about them tugging on her neck. Without warning something hard, large, and ribbed is thrust into her pussy. A second later it begins to vibrate. He then puts the ropes back in place so that they are holding the large vibrator inside her pussy.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 01:23:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden gasps with pain, twisting away from him as she falls. She lands on one knee, glaring up at him. Her hands are still raised, ready to defend herself against him. She's gasping with pain now, both breast and gut on fire from his blows
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 01:26:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha got a disappointed look on her face as he told her that he didn't posses a gun. This was now all a waste of time to her. "Aw what?" Samantha said changing her tone to as if she was telling a joke, "big boy doesn't have a <em>real</em> toy to let me play with?" She was silenced as the rope was pulled back. She groaned as her stuck the vibrator in her pussy and she didn't make much of a sound until it started vibrating. After it did start up though her breathing increased and she chuckled a bit, hell bent on making this as annoying for him as it was for her, "What's wrong... you afraid that your small dick can't get it done?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 01:35:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic looked over at her, he could see the blush creeping up her features “I have no use for a mouthy whore” he says curious to see what sort of comments will get under her skin, “Much less one who is too afraid to even admit her fear to herself.” With that he pulled out a very large ball gag, keeping it from her view he moved back over to her waiting for her retort before driving the gag into her mouth forcing it in place he quickly strapped it to her head so she couldn’t push it out. <br><br><hr><br>Jonathan’s next strike was with his right arm driving hard into her wrist, grabbing it with an open palm and driving her own hand into the side of her face, showing just how easily he could over power her, he followed this with a swift kick to Eden’s back. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 01:44:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha listened to his whining. She looked up at him through the forced pleasure and said, "I'm not afraid of a guy who can't even summon the courage to stick his cock in my pussy, bitch boy." She almost laughed at him now, and she really wasn't worried at all, she could tell he wasn't going to do anything to really hurt her. It was in that moment that she figured them all out, they weren't going to kill the girls on the island, they were there to try and torture them into pushing themselves into slavery. She had figured to herself that she had better not surrender, because the fate should receive was far worse than anything the hunters could throw at them. As he shoved the ball gag in her mouth she laughed herself to tears, and called him a pussy through her muffled voice. She moaned out around the gag as her arousal shot up from the vibrator. It was all enjoyable to her, and she was just going to let herself be pleasured by the toys the man had.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 01:49:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic smiled as he let her rid the vibrator for a bit, after a few minutes he pulled it out, sliding the device up her lips to her asshole without warning he rammed it in hard, pushing forward until it was fully inside her. Pressing a button on the base the front of it began to expand and expand he watched the readout on it carefully, waiting until the very last possible second before stopping the expansion, the end result was a vibrating butt plug that was literally stretching the girl’s ass to its very limit. "that ought to make that cunt of yours nice and tight' he said mockingly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 01:56:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Just as Samantha felt herself drawing closer to an initial climax she felt Alleic pull the vibrator out of her pussy. She squeezed her thighs together trying to stop him, but was helpless in that matter. She looked at him distastefully before he shoved it into her ass suddenly. She moaned through the gag and arched her back a little bit more. She felt it expand inside of her and moaned and writhed in pain and pleasure. She laid there as her ass was gaped. She heard him say something about making her tight and she laughed through the pain, was he finally going to fuck her? She jerked her arms and her wrists hit a bunch of rocks and twigs. Her wrists, very slowly, began to bleed. She started crying in the combination of pain and pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 02:05:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic laughs as he slowly pulls out another device it is large and metallic, shaped like a man’s dick, except almost unbelievably large. with several wicked looking studs sticking out of it at all angles. “now this should keep that cunt of yours busy…without tearing it up enough to make you worthless” he said ramming the device home and using the ropes to hold it in place, then flipping the on switch, the device began to vibrate and throb, each small stud moving on its own inside her. Alleic smiled as he held what appeared to be a remote in his hand watching to see how she took this new invader. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 02:11:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha felt the new cock go into her and moaned as it felt a little painful. She let her wrists bleed and agitated her wounds a bit to soak her hands up in the blood. She moaned more and groaned under the gag. Her back arched and she continued moaning, feeling herself come closer to a climax again. She like the feel of the pain and the studs added to it. She moved her arms around back and fourth, getting the dildo to thrust back and forth into her. She moaned and started to cum. Her back arched and she moved her hands back and forth faster. Through the gag she spoke, muffled, "more please," although most of what she said could barely be understood.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 02:16:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eden's head is turned with the force of the hit. and the blow to her back sends her sprawling forward. She lies there, whimpering softly in pain. She's too hurt to fight, in too much pain to move. Her head raises slightly as she tries to push herself up...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sinoraa</strong> on <strong>27-04-2010, 06:26:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=65757.msg2975724#msg2975724">Quote from: Akiko on 26-04-2010, 23:23:20</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td></td><td>"No, I do not like that!" Aiko whined, still trying to escape the invasive fingers.<br><br>When asked her name, Aiko replied, "My name is Aiko. Who are you?"</td></tr></tbody></table></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> Sarah inserted three fingers into, Aiko tight butt hole, twisting and turning them around inside of her. "Lets get something clear right now, Aiko. From this moment forth, your mine. You'll forever be mine, unless i say other wise, you got that?" She shoved her fingers in deeper, inserting a forth while doing so. "As such, you do not speak, unless spoken to. I ask for your name, you give me an answer. nothing more! Do you understand?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 00:31:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic looks over at the girl as she squirms in her bondage, “well” he says “you seem to be singing a different tune” he shakes his head as he slowly circles her, running one hand down her back then up it again grabbing the gag he loosens one side so that the ball pops out. “what do you have to say for yourself?” he asks curious to see if all the moaning is a plea to be set free or simply pleas for more.<br><br><hr><br>Jonathan doesn’t even allow her the chance to get back to her feet, quickly driving his foot into her gut he then steps back “go on…try to get up again…I dare you” he says his voice cold and calm.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 00:36:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha looked into Alleic's eyes and she breathed heavily. She had an intent look on her face as she squirmed and struggled about, moving herself slowly along the dirt. "I said," she said, "more... please... and stop being such a pussy and use your own, obviously insubstantial cock." She mm's and moaned at the pleasure in her pussy, trying to keep herself going.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 01:37:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alleic laughed “and here I was thinking we were going to start a reasonable dialog.” He shakes his head “but I suppose you need some more time to simmer” a she says this he pops the gag back in and reaches down between her legs setting the vibrators lower “once you’ve learned to be a good little whore…and not talk back I’ll consider filling that need of yours”&nbsp; his voice was that of a man who knew he was in control, and was in no hurry to rush the situation along.&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 01:43:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Samantha raised an eyebrow at him, wondering what on earth he was waiting for. <em>Did he really not want sex?</em> she thought to herself. She stared at him for a few minutes, the vibrators barely pleasuring her. She laid down and stayed still for a few minutes, waiting for him to let her speak again, or even just untie her, the ropes were beginning to be annoying.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Devil's Island(IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleKitten</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 01:57:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Jonathan doesn’t even allow her the chance to get back to her feet, quickly driving his foot into her gut he then steps back “go on…try to get up again…I dare you” he says his voice cold and calm.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Eden glares at him, leing gasping and helpless on the ground
			</dd>
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