6 people are deposited on an island.
The 1st night someone accidentally activates a barrier.
In the tv studio the producers quickly realise that they can't get anybody out or in but the automatic cameras' signals are still working. They decide to relabel the show as fiction.
Now which character do you wish to start with?
Written by catprog on 17 December 2000
The Author, Lycan Gruff
You blink in confusion, looking at your surroundings and wondering what the heck is going on. You’d thought this gig would have been a good publicity stunt, but now you’re starting to have second thoughts.
And who could blame you for that? You’d signed on to boost sales of your latest venture into science fiction; not to be trapped beneath some shimmering blue dome that looked like it was straight out of Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace. Which is a little ironic, given that you’d used some of that film as a basis for your book.
Either way, it doesn’t look like you’ve got too good of a shot at getting off of this damnable place by just standing here. Unfortunately for you, it also looks like the rest of the people on this island aren’t nearly as intelligent as you, meaning it’s up to you to get out. Using your vast imagination, above-average intellect, and okay physical fitness, it’s up to you to get everyone out of here!
Once you figure out a direction to go in, that is. At least this island seems to have a variety of different biomes…
Written by SketchySeraph on 11 November 2015
A Viewing Platform
Lycan Gruff had always prided himself on his vivid imagination and his knack for crafting intricate science fiction tales that transported readers to distant galaxies, fantastic worlds, and strange dimensions. But standing beneath the enigmatic shimmering blue dome that now trapped him on an island with five other bewildered individuals, he couldn't help but feel that reality had overtaken his wildest imaginings.
As he gazed up at the translucent barrier above, Lycan's mind churned with thoughts of extraterrestrial beings, advanced civilizations, and interdimensional travelers. However, he quickly dismissed these ideas as the product of his overactive imagination. He needed to focus on the task at hand: finding a way out of this bizarre predicament.
Taking a deep breath, Lycan turned his attention to the island itself. The terrain appeared to be diverse, with lush forests, sandy beaches, and rocky cliffs. He reasoned that exploring the island might yield clues or solutions to their confinement. With a determined stride, he set off into the dense foliage of the forest.
The forest was a mesmerizing blend of vibrant greens and dappled sunlight. Lycan's footsteps crunched on the fallen leaves as he pushed deeper into the woods, his senses heightened by the unfamiliarity of his surroundings. The air was thick with the scent of moss and earth, and the distant cries of unknown creatures added an eerie ambiance to the setting.
As he ventured further, Lycan's analytical mind began to piece together a mental map of the island. He noted the locations of freshwater streams, peculiar rock formations, and the occasional fruit-bearing tree. Survival instincts he had only previously written about kicked in, and he plucked berries and edible leaves to sustain himself during his explorations.
Hours turned into days as Lycan continued his solitary trek, occasionally catching glimpses of the other castaways from a distance but never making direct contact. Frustration and fear gnawed at the edges of his determination, but he refused to let them consume him. He knew he had to be the one to take charge and find a way out.
One morning, after a particularly restless night beneath the stars, Lycan set off toward the distant cliffs that he'd spotted earlier on the island's horizon. The idea of a vantage point appealed to him; perhaps he could gain a better understanding of the barrier that imprisoned them or locate any signs of civilization on the horizon.
His journey to the cliffs was arduous, filled with steep inclines and tangled underbrush. Sweat poured down his brow, and his muscles ached with every step, but Lycan pressed on, driven by an unyielding determination. He knew that hope and survival depended on his ability to overcome these challenges.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Lycan arrived at the edge of the cliffs. Before him stretched a breathtaking vista of the deep blue ocean, stretching out to the horizon. The crashing waves below sent salty sea spray into the air, and the sun painted the sky with hues of orange and pink as it began its descent.
But it was not the view that caught Lycan's attention; it was the massive, man-made structure protruding from the cliff's edge. A metal platform, complete with safety railings and a stairwell leading down to it, jutted out into the abyss. It seemed oddly out of place in this natural setting.
Heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and trepidation, Lycan descended the stairs and stepped onto the platform. As he cautiously made his way toward the edge, he realized that it was a viewing platform, complete with a telescope affixed to a swiveling mount. The telescope was aimed directly at the enigmatic barrier that encased the island.
Lycan's pulse quickened as he peered through the telescope. He could see the barrier up close, its shimmering surface dancing with intricate patterns of light. It was a mesmerizing sight, but also a confounding one. How was such a thing possible? Who or what had created it, and why?
Lost in thought, Lycan leaned against the platform's railing, staring out at the boundless sea. He knew that this discovery held the key to their escape, but unraveling the mystery would require more than his imagination and intelligence. It would demand collaboration with the others and a deep dive into the unknown.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the island into twilight, Lycan made a silent vow to himself. He would bring the other castaways to this platform and share his findings with them. Together, they would confront the enigma of the barrier, and he hoped that their collective strength and intellect would finally lead them to freedom.
With newfound purpose, Lycan left the viewing platform and began the long journey back to the camp where the others awaited. The island was still a place of mysteries, but he was determined to transform it into a place of answers and, ultimately, escape.
Written by - on 16 September 2023
Sphinx
Lycan Gruff had just left the viewing platform, his mind racing with thoughts about the enigmatic barrier surrounding the island and his determination to share his findings with the others. As he made his way back through the forest, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was missing something important, something that could help unravel the mystery.
Suddenly, a strange sensation washed over him. His limbs tingled, and a peculiar warmth coursed through his veins. Confused and alarmed, Lycan glanced down at his body, only to find that his form was shifting and transforming. In a matter of seconds, he had taken on the shape of a majestic sphinx, a creature of myth and riddle.
Lycan's newfound form was a mix of human and beast. His lower body consisted of a powerful lion, while his upper body retained his human appearance, albeit with a touch of regal splendor. He was a sight to behold, with wings extending from his back, a leonine tail swaying behind him, and a gaze that held the wisdom of ages.
But this transformation was more than just a visual spectacle. It carried with it a profound sense of understanding and enlightenment. Lycan's mind was flooded with knowledge and insights that he couldn't have fathomed in his human state. It was as though he had unlocked a hidden reservoir of wisdom that had been dormant within him.
In this newfound form, Lycan felt an overwhelming connection to the island and the barrier that surrounded it. He could sense the energy pulsating through the barrier, and he understood that it was not merely a physical construct but a manifestation of something far more profound, something that transcended the laws of science and nature.
As the sphinx, Lycan contemplated the purpose of his transformation. Was this a gift from the mysterious forces that had trapped them on the island, or was it a manifestation of his own subconscious desires? Whatever the reason, he knew that he had been granted a unique perspective, and it was a perspective that he had to explore further.
With a powerful flap of his wings, Lycan took to the sky, his leonine body moving with grace and purpose. He soared high above the island, gaining a bird's-eye view of its diverse landscapes and the shimmering barrier that enclosed it. From this vantage point, he could see the intricate patterns of light dancing across the barrier's surface, like a web of secrets waiting to be unraveled.
As he circled above, Lycan's mind delved deeper into the mysteries of the island. He pondered the nature of the barrier, its origins, and its purpose. He felt a profound connection to the island itself, as if it held ancient knowledge and untold stories waiting to be discovered.
With a powerful flap of his wings, Lycan soared back to the viewing platform, his leonine body moving with grace and purpose. As he landed, his form shifted once more, and he returned to his human self.
Lycan couldn't help but feel a sense of loss as he returned to his human form. The insights and wisdom he had gained as the sphinx were now fading, leaving him with a lingering sense of mystery and wonder. He knew that he needed to find a way to tap into that knowledge again, to unlock the secrets of the island and the barrier that bound them.
Written by - on 30 September 2023
The end (for now)