Paradise Found  (Antone and LadyDiscord)
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				Title: <strong>Paradise Found  (Antone and LadyDiscord)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>19-07-2009, 20:43:02</strong>
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				<em>http://www.ecofriendlymag.com/wp-content/plugins/wp-o-matic/cache/ac775_rainforest-tauntingpanda.jpg</em><br><br>&nbsp;It wasn't quite yet noon, though time was harder to tell under the canopy of the jungle, darkness combating with rays of light that manage to dance their way through the leaves, giving slight illumination to the jungle floor. The sounds of life were everywhere.... the tucan singing up int he canopy... the sounds of a jaguar as it scream out victory, claiming a kill.... the sounds of monkey playing through the trees and vines... and even the sound of underbrush pushed aside as wild boars move along...<br><br>&nbsp;But the last of those creatures wouldn't be aware of the predator that was watching them. The four boars would shuffle through the brush, nudging at the ground, as if looking for a scent, or perhaps digging for something... One would stop, looking around a moment, smelling the air... but then would put face back to the dirt, and continues to rut around.<br><br>&nbsp;With a calming breath, the unseen predator would suddenly lean forward, letting gravity help bring him off the branch it'd been perched upon, falling directly down atop one of the boars, which squealed in pain as it was slammed into the ground. But it was already too late, its hunter stabbing again and again into its head, until life drained out of the creature in the form of blood from its forehead.<br><br>&nbsp;Giving a growl, the other boars would disappear into the brush, leaving their deceased comrade along with the scarey predator. Panting a little bit, it wouldn't be a jaguar, or any other form of jungle predator that stood, but rather the form of a man. It would look like something straight out of Tarzan, the man wearing nothing more than a loin clothe, though his flesh was painted in the colors of the jungle, varying shades of green and brown, which let him mingle into nature. Hair hung down to just past his shoulders, of a dark brown, somewhat tangled with a little mud. Even under the mud and moss, his muscles could be seen as sculpted, earn through the hardship of surviving on this harsh jungle island, having to adapt to being able to survive.<br><br>&nbsp;Crouching, the rambo knife that the man wielded was wiped on the fur of the boar, cleaning as much blood as could be done, before it was sheathed. Hefting the boar over a shoulder, leaving one arm free, just in case, he'd start to move through the jungle, eyes ever vigilant for anything that might be a problem. It would probably be about an hour walk back towards the small bit of the island he considered 'Home'.<br><br>&nbsp;Finally coming into a slight clearing, he'd relax just slightly, stretching as he moved towards the base of one of the largest trees on the island. Pausing, he'd bind two of the boars legs with a vine, and then put it on his arm, like a purse, before moving, and starting to climb up the side of the tree, subtle handles cut into the wood, used for hand and foot holds. Up... Up... Up... about 45 feet into the air, until he came up into a square opening on the branches, climbing onto it, and dropping the boar next to the opening.<br><br>&nbsp;If a person was to look from the floor, it would be somewhat hard to see, the limbs and foilage of the tree, as well as those surrounding it, making perfect camoflauge. But once up in the tree, they'd find what might be considered the most awesome treehouse ever, wood all cut and matched together to create a floor for the central house part, as well as little walkways that led to other little rooms, some resting fully on other trees. <br><br>&nbsp;It's been nearly a year since Samuel had washed up onto the island, the cruise he'd been on having been caught in a terrible storm, capsizing. Everyone had been lost at sea, save for him. There had originally been three survivors that had washed up on the island... but both of them had died from predators on the island, leaving Samuel as the sole survivor... It had been luck that a large portion of the wreckage had been washed up, not far off the shore of the beach, which allowed him to salvage many of the items he had in his tree house home, including the large knife he'd used in hunting. Thanks to many of the items he found, he'd been able to cut many trees down, and made the tree house he lived in... if he wasn't hunting for food, he'd been working on it, ala Swiss Family robinson.... and it'd only been in the last month that he could truly relax, having finally finished everything in its entirety.<br><br>&nbsp;It took a while but slowly Samuel had come to enjoy the solitude. He was the only human on the large island, and he finally had a pattern set up for survival... it was almost tranquil, not having to deal with other people... not having to deal with unnecessary violence, anger, deceit.... to just live as nature intended.... though he had a slight advantage with things he'd gotten from the remains of the cruise.<br><br>&nbsp;But on the rare occasion, he'd almost wished for someone else to be there... while the peace was great, he was lonely... and being a still young, virile male, he did often dream of female company, though he wasn't foolish enough to know it was anything more than a fantasy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Found  (Antone and LadyDiscord)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LadyDiscord</strong> on <strong>19-07-2009, 22:38:19</strong>
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				Another storm had came in that night. Always managing to choke up something strange from the sea. Well this time the sea manage to choke up a human female. She washed ashore just like the planks from a broken ship and seaweed. However she wasn't unconscious just wore out from swimming such a far distance. She decided to rest as the shore laid waste under her. Her mind a blank and with nowhere to go and noone to contact wasting away didn't sound so bad. It was just a few hours into the the day before she had enough strength to push herself up. Her nails boring into the sand.<br><br>&nbsp;Pushing up she dragged her body towards a coconut grove to rest her tired body. Reaching up to rub her sore temple as the light shined in her eyes she winced. "ow.." She moaned in agony at the pain on the side of her abdomen. Slowly, but surely she rose to her tired feet and pushed past a hefty brush of trees and foliage into the jungle. It was slightly darker since the canopy blocked most the sunlight, but noises could be heard from above. Howling monkey's and hooting birds. She really wished they all stopped their squawking since it didn't make her head feel any better. Her only hope was to find civilization and with it some food and shelter.<br><br>"HELLO!"&nbsp; Her voice echoed out into the forest. Calling for anyone who could help her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Paradise Found  (Antone and LadyDiscord)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 14:25:50</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Samuel would be standing in one of the little building's he'd made up in the trees that held all his food, where he was currently working on skinning the boar he'd just hunted. But just as he full skinned it, dropping its fur off in a corner for use later, a sound would echo through the trees, seeming somewhat faint.<br><br>&nbsp;"hello!"<br><br>&nbsp;Blinking a moment, he'd pause in motion, looking around, as if wondering whether or not he was beginning to hear things. Was his desire for human company so great that he was starting to daydream hearing things? But then it would come again, closer, and he'd blink. he wasn't imagining things.... there was someone there!<br><br>&nbsp;Dropping the carcass of the boar, he'd step out of the little hut, closing and securing the door, before moving to climb down onto the jungle floor, and began to run in the direction of the voice. He was filled with a mix of emotions, excitement, eagerness, curiosity, and caution. He had wanted human contact for a while now, but this was his island paradise... and if there was another person here, it might throw his world off balance... something he didn't want in the least.<br><br>&nbsp;But regardless, he went to investigate, looking for the source of the voice, which definitely sounded female...
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