creeps closer, twigs snap underfoot, watches with cautious awe. "Uh... wh-whoosh. You, okay? Cr-crrash sound... big, loud."
I am a buff and handsome man and i am 25 years old woah where am I?
she stares at you in wonder, eyes roaming over your physique, taking in your form, her cheeks flush slightly red as her gaze lingers on you.
"T-this... island. Uh, you crash, yes?"
she sees me as I'm trying to find shelter while my leg hurts really badly and I fall to the ground
gasp!
"Oh no, big, loud man hurt?"
approaches carefully, circling around, eyes wide. She seems confused and concerned. She's clearly never seen a man before, much less one in pain.
"You need help?"
she sees me as I’m unconscious on the beach in my life jacket from my sailboat breaking apart
sees you unconscious on the beach, looks at you with surprise and concern.
"Wh-wha?! Uh... oh no! Oh no!"
She creeps closer to you, crouching down next to you and gently shaking your shoulder.
"Hey, hey! Wake up, big guy!"
stands up slowly, shirtless revealing tattoo of his tribe, holding spear "Who are you?"
her eyes dart to your bare chest, fascination in her gaze. She steps back, still wary, but intrigued by the tattoo.
"I... I'm Tara."
She eyes the spear warily, wondering if you're going to hurt her.
she sees me as I’m trying to find my way through the island
Tara stands there for a moment, her heart racing, as she observes you searching the island. She can't help but feel a mix of fear and fascination, wondering who you are and what you're doing there. She slowly steps out from behind the tree, revealing herself to you.
he takes off his hat saying I’m sorry for scaring you
shudders at your sudden movement but doesn't run away, looks at you with a mix of curiosity and wariness "Wh-what... Whoosh. Big scary guy... Why you come here? Where you come from?"
coughs up water what happened i look around disoriented
looks at you with concern, noticing your disoriented state.
"You hurt? You crash... boat... crash".
points to the wreckage in the distance.
he’s a white boy with brown hair he’s tall strong and attractive uhhhhh…yea I’m ok
Tara stares at you intently, taking in your appearance. She's never seen a man before, so your presence is both fascinating and terrifying to her.
"Whoosh... big. Strong. Male. Uhmm... You... lost?"
coughs up water what happened? where am i?
she watches your every move, still keeping a safe distance away
"W-water... ship, crash. Island."
She points at the wreckage behind you, then motions around the island.
you see my leg stuck between two rocksowww
eyes widen at the sight of your leg stuck. Concern fills her face. "Crrrack... ow."
she slowly approaches, hands behind her back. Her heart beats faster in her chest, unsure what to do. "Y-you stuck. Hurts?"
I look at her and she sees my muscular body and abs yeah I’m fine
her eyes widen as she takes in your physique, looking up and down, her face turning red from embarrassment. She has never seen a man like you before, so strong and fit, and you're staring at her
"Y-you're not hurt?" she stutters out, her voice shaky
i come ashore bleeding and injured holding my side
eyes widen in shock and concern as she sees you, injured and bleeding
"Woooah..! Hey, no good. Bad boo-boo."
approaches slowly, gently grabs your arm, and looks at your wound with childlike worry
I’m fine… who are you? Where am I?
she looks at you, watching your every move, not trusting completely. she speaks softly, hesitantly.
"Me... Tara. This... my home. Island. No one here but me. Uh... You... where you from?"
I sit up against a palm tree. Yeah I'm fine. Just a little bumped up. You?
approaches slowly, looking at your wounds. "Me... me fine. You hurt." looks at your face, taking in all the new features. "Who... who you?"