Survi-Vore 1: Introductions

Hidden deep in the net, though dozens of proxies, several password protected checkpoints, and one phone call to a very belligerent chicken, lies a website of ill repute. This infamous place is home to countless uploads of the most questionable nature. Among their newest features is a show that has garnered much attention from the wealth and depraved patrons. The first episode was just uploaded, and with a simple click the show begins.

"Welcome to Survi-vore Island!" The host announced in a jubilant voice as the show's logo flashed over the screen. "We've gathered up 26 brave idiots from all over the world to participate in the first Survi-vore competition! For the next few months our contestants will live, sleep, and play together on this remote island compound." The voice explained as the camera panned over the area. A massive mansion dominated the view, flanked on either side by smaller cabins. The grounds were well maintained but surrounded by dense jungle. The only apparent way in and out of the compound was the driveway that connected to a dirt road.
"While here they'll be subjected to the worst trials and challenges our crack team of sadists, er I mean researches could come up with. Once a week one of the players will be voted off the island. When the time comes they'll be sent packing on one of our boats with nothing but some measly parting gift. Ha-ha, just kidding. The looser will be gulped down by one of their fellow competitors just for your twisted amusement." Finally the host stepped into view. He was a curious sort, being an octopus and all. A flowing blue robe obscured most of his features from view, which may of been a good thing considering the curious anatomy of cephalopods. A collar hummed on his neck as it pumped water from his backpack around his gills. "And why are these fools going through this torture you ask? They're all playing for the grand prize! Five! Million! Dollars!" He announced, making elaborate hand gestures to accent each word.

A bus pulled into view behind the host, sputtering out smoke as it screeched to a halt. "We had to take all sorts of crazy precautions getting the crew here. We brought them all together by plane, then shipped them out on a bus, then a boat, short hop with a light aircraft, onto a dingy, a few cars, quick train ride, another dinging, a plane that crashed onto a boat, and finally this bus ride, which circled the place a few times just for laughs. Now that they're all good and lost, let's go meet out contestants." The host strutted up to the old vehicle as the doors hissed open.
Smoke poured out of the cabin as the contestants stumbled out of the mobile death trap. The first out of the door was a nimble and well dressed Eevee, a brown, fox-like Pokemon. He threw himself on the ground, rolling wildly in an attempt to put out the fire on his cape. A Jolteon, an electric version of Eevee, was right behind him, tossing earth on the garment to help douse the flames. One by one the other twenty four creatures stepped off the bus.
"Sorry everyone." An Arcanine -a large fire-dog Pokemon- said bashfully as he exited the smoke chocked cabin. "I didn't realize 'Light a match' was a figure of speech." He explained, scratching the back of his head shyly.
"You freak!" A three tailed fox shrieked as he sprang from the smoke. "You nearly roasted all of us with that stunt! What were you thinking?" He demanded.
"Now now, calm down." An eloquent voice chimed in. "How was he to know the stench would that flammable?" The Gardeviour asked. She was a graceful creature; of a rare breed of Pokemon. Her kind was humanoid in shape, with long, slender limbs. A natural dress grew from her hips, flowing down to her feet, billowing out behind her. Green hair framed her face, accenting her large, emotional red eyes. The tears in her dress and unusual muscle mass did nothing to diminish the psychic's inspiring grace.

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The confessional, a room partitioned off with noise absorbing curtains. A place for contestants to share their thoughts with the camera without fear of their housemates discovering their thoughts.
Stank the Skunk:
Okay, for the record, I didn't know my stink was that flammable either. Really, that even caught me off guard. I'm just glad everyone seemed to be more focused on the dog that did it instead of me.
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"Well well, it seems like you guys caught some heat on the way here." The host teased as he strolled over to the hacking and coughing group.
"Piss off squid head before I-" An Absol -a white dog Pokemon- started.
"Welcome houseguests to Survi-vore Island!" The host announced, completely ignoring the irate canine, or the discomfort of the contestants in general. "I'm Mage, your host and master of ceremonies. For the next couple of months all of you will be living here on the island trying to score that five. Million. Dollars."
"Wait a minute..." A white rabbit mutter to himself. "This is one of those stupid reality TV shows!" He exclaimed with great irritation. The black furred fox beside him did his best to stifle his laughter, and failed miserably at it. The vulpine had spent the whole trip wondering how long it would take for his friend to figure things out, the joke growing increasingly funny the longer it took.
"Okay houseguest, lets give you all a quick tour to get you all situated. Sure one of you won't really need it, but bear with us for the sake of the rest of us." Mage said as he started to walk away.
"Hold on," a grey cat called out. "What do you mean 'one of us won't need it?"' She asked.
Mage stared at her for a moment with a blank expression. This was nothing unusual since cephalopods lacked the mouths or expressive eyes needed to create facial expressions. "Well one of you are going to be voted off in a few days, so they don't need to know all of this, duh."
"Hey!" The rabbit called out, racing to the head of the group. "Hey, I'm not supposed to be here. Can I just get back on the bus and go home?" He asked, pointing at the space where the bus once was. "Where's the bus!?" He exclaimed once he noticed its absence. Mage looked down the trail at the bus as it drove onto a small boat, which proceeded to leave the harbor. The rabbit followed Mage's line of sight and was not pleased with what he saw. "Well, can't you turn it around, it's not that big of a boat."
Mage watched as a flaming arrow flew out of the jungle, setting the boat ablaze. "Oh, that bus is dead." He said as a matter of fact. "We're giving it a Viking funeral pyre to honor it."
"What?!" The rabbit exclaimed.
"Well we have to. When you've taken as many lives as it has its only right to receive a warriors final rights. Its probably running over warriors in Valhalla as we speak." The sound of an explosion told everyone the bus was gone and never coming back. "Okay, so on with the tour then." Mage said as a flaming tire bounced off the ground next to him.

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Damien:
Ah this is priceless! Even if we don't win the look on the bunny's face when that bus blew up makes it all worth it. Ah, I hope he's not too mad at me for tricking him into coming here.
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Sefra:
That fox is going to pay for this!
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Marl:
That was so cool! I hope I get to blow up a bus while we're here.
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For the most part the tour was uneventful. There was a little troubled getting the hulking Cerberus contestant into the main house, but that was the only interesting thing to happen. The rest was simply going over the various rooms; game room, TV room, pool, Jacuzzi, door to the negaverse that is never to be opened, patio, etc, etc. "Okay houseguests, these are the confessionals. While you're here you are required to keep a video journal. So once a day or so you need to get in one of these booths and spill your guts." Mage explained.
"And what if we don't want to?" The rabbit asked.
"Then legal spills your guts." Mage replied merrily.
"That sounds like that would be against the law." A Buizel - an otter-like Pokemon- pointed out.
"It is in most countries, fortunately we found a country that basically lets you get away with anything so long as you've got the paper work." The octopus said with a great deal of pride.

"Welcome to the kitchen." The host exclaimed as the group walked into a vast, surprisingly spacious kitchen. "This is were the voting ceremonies will take place. This is not a place you want to end up in people." He explained, pointing up at hatches along the ceiling. "Each of these trap doors are linked to a chair in the voting room, and each chair is linked to some horribly delightful machine here in the kitchen. If you get voted off you'll get to find out what you're chair's connected to. Then you get to go meet one of the winners in the dinning hall."
"Gwa-ha-ha-ha." The three headed contestant rumbled. "I can just smell some of you cooking already." He mused.
"Great way to make friends big guy." A short, round, plant Pokemon commented with a shrug.
"Speaking of dinning hall," Mage interrupted, ushering the group into the next room. "Now this is were you want to be." The dinning hall was a high vaulted chamber, with stained oak walls featuring eloquent carvings. A long table dominated the room, with a high backed chair at its head. "Winners will sit here, with one lucky contestant at the head. There you'll be able to give the looser a crash course of the digestive tract of your species."
"So, we're to eat each other?" A Lucario -a blue, jackal-like Pokemon- inquired.
"That seems to be the gist of it." A Vulpix -a small red fox Pokemon with six tails- replied.
"Isn't that illegal?" The grey cat pointed out.
"In 87 different countries." Mage noted. "Luckily our boys in legal found a country where it's not only legal, but encouraged."
"Lucky us." A black Latios -a psychic dragon Pokemon with a streamline body- added; the sarcasm dripping from his voice.
"And here we have the 'Viewing Chamber."' Mage said as he lead the group into a large room. Occupying the far side of the room were twenty five glass cylinders; each one conveniently numbered for those who could not count that high. "This is were cast members can go and visit with the losers, have nice chats, talk about strati-" Mage burst out into a fit of laughter, clearly unable to finish what he was saying. "I'm just kidding, they'll be poo." He clarified as they all left the room.

Twenty seven people stood outside the mansion, the houseguests and their host. "And finally there are the guest houses." The octopus said, pointing out the two ill maintained shacks on either side of the beautiful main house. "That's where you lot will be staying."
"Wait." a gorgeous Ninetales -a six tailed fox Pokemon- objected. "Why can't we stay in the big house?"
"Well you see," Mage explained, "back in the day this place was a plantation and those were the slave quarters. Since there are too many of you to fit in the main house you'll be put up in there. Don't worry though, we renovated those places. Fixed them up to the point were the building inspector would take the bribe."

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Angelica:
Oh I was going to stay in the nice house. That host may be some freaky tentacle thing, but he's still a guy, and I know how to get guys to help me.
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The Ninetales slid over to Mage's side, lightly touching his arm while leaning in close. "Oh, are you sure there isn't a way to let me stay in that big, warm house with you Mr. Host?" She leaned in close, making sure to give him a great angle to look down her stuffed shirt.
"Nope." Mage said, completely oblivious to what the vixen tried to do.
With a huff she returned to the group, where she was greeted by a smiling Vulpix. "Great job there."
"Oh hush you." The larger fox snapped back.
Mage clapped his arms together, creating loud, odd popping sounds with his sucker cups. "Okay houseguests, time to break down the rules for you. You will all be broken up into two teams: The Borborygmus and the Indigestions. Each week we'll make you all compete in a challenge game. The team that wins will get immunity, and the losing team will have to vote one of its members off. And by 'vote off' I mean 'feed to the winners.'" He said with a chuckle. "And just to mix things up our viewers can vote too, so be nice to the cameras. Of course the last person standing walks away with the five. Million. Dollars! Any questions?"
A moogle raised his hand. "Where does the audience sit?" He asked.
"At home." Mage said in a merry tone.
The little white creature looked around quizzically. "Well, that can't be right. I mean I'm a member of the audience, but I'm here... but since there's no audience here... that means... oh dear."
"Alright, let's split these suckers up!" Mage decreed. "When I call your name head over to your bunk."
"For team Borborygmus we have:
Kain. The Absol grunted as he strolled over to the first cabin.
Sparky. A Pikachu -yellow mouse Pokemon with electric cheeks- cautiously walked over behind the Absol.
Zu. The tree tailed fox nodded and made his way towards the cabin.
Angelica. The Ninetales looked over at the host. "You sure there's nothing I can do to change your mind?" She asked before strolling off, her hips swaying with every step.
Honohi. The Blaziken -a fire bird Pokemon- suddenly looked up in confusion, looking around frantically before being pointed in the right direction. She gave the group a quick, awkward bow before skipping off.
Marl. "Oh, me?" The Zangoose -long clawed mongoose-like Pokemon- asked before being sent off to the cabin.
Nila. "Well this should be fun." The Vulpix said as she stepped in line behind the Ninetales, swaying her hips mockingly.
Sam. The grey cat gave a brief nod before following her new team.
Misa. "Yay!" The striped cat exclaimed. She quickly caught up to and subsequently plowed into the grey cat. "We're on the same team Sam!"
"I'm overjoyed." Same said.
Galen. The psychic Gardeviour was already walking towards her cabin before the host even spoke.
Murdock. "What have I gotten myself into?" The little moogle asked as he wandered towards his cabin.
Cerberus. The hulking three headed creature stomped towards the Borborygmus cabin. "I feel sorry for my teammates, they won't get to be eaten by the likes of me." He laughed.
And Sefra. The white rabbit walked away from the group, looking back at his fox friend who brought him here. He flashed the vulpine an evil smile, one that said he was going to get him for tricking him here.

"And for team Indigestions there's:"
Bailey. The Bayleef -a plant/dinosaur Pokemon- stepped forward, stretching a bit before walking down the path to the other cabin.
Coco. The Chocobo -a type of yellow, flightless bird- in the group dashed down the path, quickly overtaking the other female.
ArcKai and Luperious. The two Lucario gave enough a curious look before walking down the trail. For the most part ArcKai appeared normal, while Luperious had strangely colored fur for his species, grey and cream with several red markings.
Damien. The black fox gulped as he walked down the trail opposite his friend, wondering if it was a good idea after all to trick the rabbit into coming.
Red. The caped Eevee gave a fancy bow before walking away.
Roco. The Jolteon quickly caught up with his Eevee friend, wrapping his arm around the smaller fox's shoulder, joking and merry making as they walked.
Taakuin. The Buizel gave the others a warm smile as he jeft for the cabin.
Dwym. "Hey, why are all the girls in the other cabin?" The Dorumon -a type of canine/dragon Digimon- asked, trying to go to the other building before being shoed off.
Stank. "Yah, why are all the ladies in the other building? It's not me is it?" He asked, smelling his pits mockingly. Incidentally one of the cameramen collapsed at this point, though that was probably just a coincidence.
Vile. "Piece of cake." The Vileplume -a round plant Pokemon- said with a shrug as he strolled towards his temporary home.
Zearo. The Arcanine sighed as he walked towards his side house. "Why am I with the skunk?"
And Diamond. "I knew I'd be stuck with these people, I just knew it." The Latios said dejectedly as he floated off towards his cabin.

"And there you have it folks. Our lovely cast brought to you by this show's gracious host. Who will be the first to go? Who will take home the grand prize? Who will be the first one to make someone else sick? You decide on Survi-vore! Out last, out play, out eat! Tune in next week, where the real fun will being."

Okay, voting time children. Here's how it works. Everyone, reader and contestant alike gets to vote. You each pick one person you want to see eaten, then someone on the other team to eat them. Cast your votes by commenting here or by sending me a note.

Special voting: This is a vote for contestants only. Okay players we've got two special votes for this one. First off; most of your characters will die over the course of this story, though right now its just vore. So question one is: Should the story allow for people to vote on alternate death methods (Cooking, hanging, beheading, etc.)?
Second question: Sex in the story, yay or nay?

Lookin good so far! I chuckled when Dwym asked why all the girls were going to the other cabin. I imagine him to not be as testosterone-driven as my other characters, but he still likes his sex. Because of that, Yes, I do believe it should be included. All the best reality tv show problems stem from sex (or ripping lables of peoples shampoo, but thats another thing >.>) so yes. Included it should be!

Death other then vore? Nah. Wouldn't be survi-vore if somebody got beheaded now would it? Cooking maybe as long as they are alive still and in good enough condition to wiggle their way down the gullet, but alternate death? Nah.

As for this weeks pairing, I wanna see Dwym gulp down Sparky. I love the chu, but I see him as a rather popular character and thus a threat who should be taken out early >.>

The story is looking good! I think thank the sex should be included.

No, I would agree with what SS said about that.

Hmmm... That's a hard choice... I'll just go with SS

Imma quote what I said over at FA

Zeph wrote:very nice, though I got 1 complaint... there were a lot of characters missing a decent intro, but I guess its cause there's over 20, so it's ok.

the story was awesome. very funny with a lot of madness and chaos, just like the writer.
yiffing is ok for Bailey, though if someone tries to rape her, they would end up being raped by her...

now for voting...hmm...hard to choose...its gotta be like the loser from one team and the winner from the other? im gonna go with Roco eating Sam just cuz. I'd like to see Sefra eating Damien for sweet ol' revenge, but I feel it's too early in the story...

oh, for the special voting: I say no to alternate death methods besides normal vore and maybe cooking, but only if the loser's owner is consent with it. this is called survi-vore after all. if you're adding other deaths, you might as well call it survi-death(lame name, but you get the idea)...
also, yes to yiff, but only if the character owners are ok with it.

EDIT: hmm...sparky is gonna be a problem, though his popularity can bring him up or down...but since there's death, it will probably go up... o.o

Death by other means: Nah. Nomming only, please. x3

Sex: Sure, why not?

My vote: ... I'm gonna be completely impartial here. And by impartial, I mean I'm gonna poke two points on the screen to pick names, and flip a coin to decide who eats who. I hope there's no rule against voting someone from my character's team as prey. x3

And the results of my idiotic method are... Misa for pred, Stank for prey.

Death by other means - nah nom nom.

Sex- yes

and my vote....(doing it randomly) Stank eat Misa....

Hmm, now that I finally get to be on the forum for the first time in ages....It's interesting so far, this one.

Death by other means: Nah.

Sex: Hmm...dunno.

As to this fox's vote....


Nila for pred, Roco for prey.