TentanariX
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Off on the sandy shore of a distant island unknown to most of the world a voluptuous red haired woman in a bright yellow outfit and thigh high boots and gauntlets lay face down in the sand after having been tossed and beaten the relentless waves. She had come to the island looking for a new challenge after having saved countless women from a dark tower being possessed by a group of sex demons. After coming about 1,000 km from the island her ship had been attacked by a large squid like woman.
She had been able to barely fight the octopus woman off with her mystical sword and lightning attacks but the night before she arrived she was hit by a powerful thunderstorm which had only torn her ship which had already taken damage by the squid lady asunder. She abandoned ship only to be left at the mercy of the sea; to which she was tossed like a rag doll by the merciless waves. Early morning three days later, she had ended up lying on the beach.
Where am I...... she thought to herself as she slowly and groggily woke up on the beach, Is this the correct island? I was at sea for at three days being thrown around by the waves. I could be anywhere. Either way, just laying here will do me no good. I should get up and try to find shelter or some sign of life or civilization. With that she slowly and wobbly got up on her feet, picked up her sword and headed out into the unknown territory, her hand on her blades hilt and on guard, knowing not what may be in wait for her.
She had been able to barely fight the octopus woman off with her mystical sword and lightning attacks but the night before she arrived she was hit by a powerful thunderstorm which had only torn her ship which had already taken damage by the squid lady asunder. She abandoned ship only to be left at the mercy of the sea; to which she was tossed like a rag doll by the merciless waves. Early morning three days later, she had ended up lying on the beach.
Where am I...... she thought to herself as she slowly and groggily woke up on the beach, Is this the correct island? I was at sea for at three days being thrown around by the waves. I could be anywhere. Either way, just laying here will do me no good. I should get up and try to find shelter or some sign of life or civilization. With that she slowly and wobbly got up on her feet, picked up her sword and headed out into the unknown territory, her hand on her blades hilt and on guard, knowing not what may be in wait for her.