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
Waking up changed
A generic placeholder page for people who wake up on the island changed.
Written by catprog on 03 January 2018
Tigress Taur
White light.
That was all that was visible as he lifted his hand to his face. He felt numb all over, but that numbness gradually transitioned into pain that lingered and throbbed. The brightness filling his vision bled away slowly, and he could drink in the setting he was at…where he was.
A sandy beach. He could see it stretched on for miles, and there were towering palm trees providing shade far and wide. The ocean just barely rolled in, the tide was too far out to be an issue anytime soon. The air smelled fruity and sweet, and the sky was a serene blue color, with not a cloud in sight. It honestly looked like a tropical island paradise; the one people would spend massive amounts of money to get away to.
It was nice, but that wasn’t the issue…it was why he felt…higher off the ground. His hand lifted to block the sun, and he winced, noticing something.
The hand blocking the sun was dainty, slim and with longer nails…it was a feminine one; he distinctly remembered having more muscle mass.
“The fuck?” Even his voice sounded different! Feminine, higher, and even with a dip of honey. He was in a panic now, trying to desperately figure out just what was the reason for this, as he roamed his hands over his body in a desperate struggle to figure out what was going on and why was he suddenly…a she!
Everywhere he touched, he was give more reminders that he was no longer a he; full breasts, widened hips, and lengthier hair. Rushing to the ocean’s edge, he was able to catch a glipse of his reflection in the stilled water.
Her hair was a lot longer; ginger colored as it reached her lower back. Freckles adorned her face, and her skin was a bit paler, showing that even her form was changed far further than wanted.
…and then, she caught a glimpse of it…orange…fur? Another step forward, and she was given a clue why.
Her lower body wasn’t even human!
From the waist down…she had the body of a tiger; like a taur of some sort! Four long, powerful legs, with a swishing, swinging tail, covered entirely in orange fur much like her now ginger hair, and with black spots to reflect the freckles.
It didn’t make any logical sense…and yet, she felt…attuned to the legs, as if she had them her entire life, despite holding no memory of it; it explained how she was able to move about and not even realize they were there. As baffling as that was, she still had to…find some form of rationality from this.
An excuse.
“Okay…not one bit of this makes sense…lemme see…lemme see…m-my name was…Jacob but…it’s…Jamie…now, I guess.” The female name rolled off the tongue. It was mildly worrying. “Where…am I?” Now that was the big question that she had to ponder; where was this place?
Written by AGhostInTheMachine on 09 January 2018
A Human
Her ears picked up movement. She turned sharply, looking towards the jungle, as she felt…acclimated; her eyes were able to see much further away than before, and to see someone emerging from the bushes, holding a makeshift spear. The man in question wore a pair of cloth pants, and was quite lanky and pale. He was absolutely trembling at the sight of Jamie, to which the…augmented female, just turned to face him, clearing her throat.
“Hey, put the spear down; what’s going on here?”
“N-No! You’re another Augment! You’re gonna kill me like the others!”
“The others? Bud, what the fuck are you talking about? I just woke up like this and nothing’s making any fucking sense. Who are you?”
“Y-You’re not…one of them?”
“I can’t be one of them since I don’t know who ‘they’ are, dumbass.”
“…don’t have to be all mean about it.” Despite the shaky exchange, Jamie watched the man slowly lower the wooden spear, sighing and calming down. “I’m Steve…and you?”
“Jamie…also can you make me something to cover with? Sorta getting antsy with my tits out.”
Written by AGhostInTheMachine on 11 January 2018
Getting the lay of the land
Jamie was sort of annoyed with how the cloth bra felt, but…well it worked. Steve had some good craftsmanship if he could craft a bra from plant fibers and nothing more. Currently, the two of them were beginning to trek through the jungle, the man taking the lead with his own spear as Jamie held one herself, though with a slight lax grip…she had never expected to be using one of these.
Though, granted, she couldn’t recall a lot of things.
“So, what is this place, Steve?” She asked, lifting one of her pawed feet and crossing over downed tree, glancing down to it as the man worked to keep himself moving. “And how did I get here?”
“For the latter, you were chosen…by who, we’re not sure. And this place? All we call it is The Island. It’s a massive, ever expanding place that seems to be made up of several different biomes somehow, despite the climate and the location of us.”
“Biomes?” Steve seemed to just point left.
“Keep going that way, it just gets hotter and hotter, and then it becomes a swampy biome. Go the other, and you end up in a temperate forest. And, even weirder, you go north, and you end up in a fucking tundra.”
“That doesn’t make any sense.”
“Yet it’s there; the same for the others. I think this place was…engineered, to be like this; made to be some sort of sick, twisted Island, where they roam.”
“And they, being these…Augmented, right?”
“Indeed; being with grafted animal parts. I’ve seem ‘em; some have bird wings and bull legs, and others are outright centaurs of sorts like you, though less tiger and more horse. The fauna, aside from them, isn’t all that bad…just what you’d expect from each biome.”
“The Augmented are bad?”
“They killed my Tribe of friends. We all washed up on the shore some time ago and formed together, getting things done and surviving until we could find answers…then the Augmented attacked, and started killing left and right. I got out, but I don’t know about the others…now I just roam about, trying not to stick to one place for very long just in case they’re still hunting me.” Jamie honestly wanted to poke as many holes in Steve’s claims and explanation of what was going on…but she couldn’t; it was literally all the information she had to go on regarding what was going on for this island and why she was like this. She had a list of possible options and ideas to consider, some less savory than other, so the Tiger taur decided to take her chances with one thing.
“How…smart, are the Augments? Are they like me?”
Written by AGhostInTheMachine on 17 January 2018
