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During a dull night, carrying the usual cargo, to the usual spot at the usual time, my plane, the SilverT got caught in a slight thunderstorm. This was ok because I am an expert pilot. LIttle did I know, this strom was just a prestorm to a giant storm of huge proportions. Just then, lighting stuck my plane and i successfully crashed....... on to a giant thing. I named this thing...an island.
now, i need some suggestions for my story....give me some suggestions on what is on this thing, i call an island....or something that happens. No Glassford, we will not use your homo-erotic suggestions for this story.
now, i need some suggestions for my story....give me some suggestions on what is on this thing, i call an island....or something that happens. No Glassford, we will not use your homo-erotic suggestions for this story.