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Post by TheJungleOne on Jul 19, 2019 11:10:38 GMT -6
“Look,” Gina sighed, “You’re breaking international law by being here with a bad permit. The only reason we’re not arresting you is because it’s obvious there was some mistake on your part, and we need to find out who gave it to you, and who dropped you off here. It’s possible someone wanted something bad from you. And by the way, I could not care any less about your contraptions. So please, tell us as much as you can, that you haven’t already told us, about who sent you here. Don’t mind Kimi, but she had a reason for getting upset.”
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jul 19, 2019 11:44:57 GMT -6
“I still have my smartphone.” The giant replied to Gina, pulling out from his left pocket. “I could call one of my co-workers that someone gave a me fake permit to go at the wrong island. If no one knows about it, then one of them must’ve screw me over and quit. And it’s doubtful that person who did it to me might be here like it’s some dumb game.”
He dialed the numbers slowly, looking at Kimi with the jacket on again for a second try with John behind her to make sure his belongings are safe. He could see him buckling and tightening the back of the cocoon, including the high-neck collar as part of the first step tightly by not going too hard on her. Chris didn’t mind at all, since the girl was curious and his situation was none of her business. It got him thinking John was doing all the work, so he could keep her away from the hunter’s and Gina’s conversation after he’s done strapping her up.
When he finally pressed the call button on the screen, he lifted his phone, placing his left ear and waiting for one of his co-workers while looking at Gina and Kimi who actually wasn’t struggling in his straitjacket and stood still, letting John closed the back of it a little more tightly before the second step; her arms.
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Post by TheJungleOne on Jul 19, 2019 11:56:49 GMT -6
In reality, John did not put the jacket on Kimi. That was Chris, all while she looked at him, incredulous, and he smiling, all too eager to show off his wares. Sighing, John stepped forward to remove the jacket and hold onto it so that Chris wasn't distracted. Then he moved close enough to hear Chris’s conversation without being an intrusive bother.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jul 19, 2019 12:31:44 GMT -6
When Chris heard his co-worker answered it, the giant said “Hey Greg, Tim has apparently gave me a fake permit for the wrong island. Can ya picked me up?”
The giant could see Kimi without the jacket come close to him much as she could and John forcefully slipping her back into it, buckling the back straps and thick collar more tightly than before. He knew the girl was just having fun being a wild kid, as he noticed John went on to the crotch straps to make things more impossible for her to escape. The first one covered her waist entirely with the inclusion of her rear and between the legs as he fed it through and buckled into place like a belt and tightened it. This large piece was like a thick, red diaper, bulky and firm. John reached back and grabbed the regular, wide strap, passing it through the wild girl’s legs with a tight yank!
John kept yanking it tightly to dig more deeper. He places his left knee on her back, tugging the strap a tightly the best he could for the final time as he locked it in place, so he could get on to Kimi’s enclosed arms.
“Yeah, I’ll get our buds to pick ya up.” Greg replied to Chris on phone. “Didn’t see that coming, but I’ve noticed Tim is somewhat acting weird and hasn’t been here for awhile.”
Chris thanked his co-worker for the request and simply said “See ya” before hanging, realizing his co-worker could be on to something and might to be the one for the giant to blame, facing at Gina with a friendly grin. “It’ll take a couple of days for them to come here and pick me up.”
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Post by TheJungleOne on Jul 19, 2019 12:37:06 GMT -6
“That didn’t answer the question—BURN THAT f**kING STRAITJACKET RIGHT NOW!!!” John said, then shouted, going back into army mode as he saw Chris trying to put the jacket on Kimi AGAIN. Everyone stopped in their tracks. He took the straitjacket off Kimi and handed it to another researcher. Then he picked up Chris’s backpack and handed it to another researcher. “Get this out of here, right now.” The researchers holding the jacket and backpack hurried out, John followed. A couple minutes later, they could smell smoke, and Jungle he returned to the tent shortly after. He walked up to Chris and glared at him. “If you’re done making a mockery of our camp,” he said, “Give me the phone right now.”
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jul 19, 2019 13:04:00 GMT -6
“Hey! You need to calm down!” He shouted in anger, knowing John and Kimi were just tricking him all along, pointing his finger at everybody around him. “I’ve already called to come here and picked me up! I’m not causing any trouble; you’re just being flat-out ridiculous!”
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Post by TheJungleOne on Jul 19, 2019 13:07:38 GMT -6
John stayed calm, taking Chris’s anger until he stopped. He took a deep breath and sighed. “I only wanted to speak to your coworker,” he said. “May I?”
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jul 20, 2019 8:45:34 GMT -6
Chris dialed the numbers on his phone again pressing the call button on the screen, as he passed it to John. “You guys have no idea how much my stuff cost; those were expensive.”
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Post by TheJungleOne on Jul 20, 2019 8:55:48 GMT -6
"Thank you," John replied. He waited for someone to answer on the other end. "Hello, is this Greg? You're a friend of Chris?"
"Yes," said the man on the other end.
"G'day Greg, this is John Tamou, head of security of the Pomaika'i expedition. I assume you know your friend was given the wrong permit?"
"He just told me," said Greg.
"Of course, just making sure," said John. "Listen, you wouldn't happen to know who gave you the permit?"
"The--what?"
"I wanted to know who gave you the permit."
"I took his application to the proper authorities and--"
"Well, obviously you didn't, because he has a fake one," said John. He looked at Chris, nonverbally telling him what he was trying to do, and that Greg wasn't as clean as Chris thought.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jul 21, 2019 8:21:13 GMT -6
With no warning, a sudden, steamy stream of sleeping gas spread around the campsite and into tents. The gas was invisible, making impossible for everyone to see. Chris was uneasy about John talking to Greg on his phone, worrying he could burn it like happen to his backpack and straitjacket until he was unexpectedly starting to feel tired and numb, knowing what it was instantly. The giant fell down to the ground into a deep, dreamless sleep and snored heavily like an English Bulldog would.
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Post by TheJungleOne on Jul 21, 2019 15:20:07 GMT -6
"I said, who gave you the permit?" John asked again.
"I said, it was the--"
"Proper authorities, I know," said John. "Stop trying to--"
"You smell that?" Kaitan asked.
"Smell what?" John replied.
Then he turned and saw Christ wavering on his feet. John covered his mouth and nose with his shirt. "s**t! COVER YOUR MOUTHS!" he ordered. Unfortunately, it was too late for some. Gina, Julie and Kimi fell to the ground. Julie fell on top of Kimi to protect her. Startled at first, Kai held his breath, despite feeling woozy. He followed some of the woozy warriors out of the tent, avoiding some of the fallen researchers to the edge of camp. Soon, he and the koa were on top of a man wearing a gasmask. He could see the surprise in the way he moved, trying to escape from them. Or at least he did right before collapsing to the ground as one warrior yanked the man's mask off.
"s**t..." John hissed as he fell into unconsciousness.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jul 21, 2019 18:42:45 GMT -6
While Kai and the Koa founded the man in the gas mask, another one was hiding at a more further area around the campsite. He sneakily came out with a backpack. Like Chris, he was also tall and muscular in the same outfit with a different hair color. As he went into the tent, he noticed everyone was sleeping peacefully, including Chris, Gina and the Jungle Dwellers.
“Looks like I’ve found the best trophy.” The man thought to himself with a sinister grin underneath his mask, looking down at Huli. He pulled another unit of the thick, heavy duty leather straitjacket out of his backpack, strapping and wrapping her up tightly from her hips and between the legs to her neck with only her head and bare leg sticking out- It didn’t took a very short time to wake up.
The giant lifted the trapped girl up, and went out of the tent, leaving the campsite in a devious matter expertly. The man took to another campsite similar to Chris’ that was very far and well hidden within the island. Once they’ve made it, the thick, solid steel cage with no windows was already opened. The masked hunter rocked the straitjacketed jungle girl back and forth, tossing her into the cage that featured thick padded floors and walls.
“Night, night monkey girl.” He smiled sinisterly, slamming the door shut quickly. Despite how loud it was, the invisible sleeping gas was made to be soundproof while the victims were in their sleep.
(Now you can wake her up and I wanna see her react)
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Post by TheJungleOne on Jul 21, 2019 21:46:19 GMT -6
The jostling awoke Julie in an instant. Realizing she was the victim of some sick b*****d’s fantasy, she screamed as loud as she could through the open bars while cursing the man who captured her.
Her screams caught the attention of the koa who managed to get away from the gas. The machine was taken care of and so was the creep who’d released the gas. He’d gone night-night thanks to his gas. Hilo was the first one to hear the slamming door and the screams, but Kai recognized his girlfriend first. Something was wrong. With the other koa restraining their captive, Kai, Hilo and two other koa broke away from the group back to the camp. They arrived just in time to see another creep and a cage.
“LET GO OF HER!!!” Kai shouted, running towards the creep, two koa in tow. Hilo picked up John’s gun and let off a couple of well-placed rounds of covering fire, keeping the creep distracted.
Kai leapt into the air in front of the creep, twisting and turning in mid air, until his bare foot struck the man’s jaw, knocking him down. He landed in a perfect animalistic four-point stance while both koa got to work on freeing Julie from her creepy prison.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on Jul 22, 2019 17:16:17 GMT -6
Before Kai, Hilo and the Koa spotted the masked man while being followed by Chris, he pulled out his smart phone, watching Julie struggling in her bulky straitjacket, jumping around and slamming against the walls padded walls wildly like an asylum inmate would. A camera was added inside the cage. “Man, this is a best way to hunt down a crazy monkey girl in the jungle!”
When he instantly noticed Kai’s voice, the man replied, putting his phone back into his right pocket. “Nope, an animal boy like you belongs in a cage.”
He ran towards one of the people to tackle, he had a thin yet an advance bulletproof vest underneath his a-shirt, knowing Hilo was holding a gun - he was too enormous to fell into the ground with a pistol or even a shotgun.
When his jaws were struck by the jungle boy’s his right bare foot and fell into the ground with his face fully revealed, he quickly went back up onto his feet with a snap of his finger. Three straitjackets came out of the tent, floating aggressively that featured small devices in the cocoons. Unlike Julie’s they were more thicker and heavier that had a sleeping bag-like look, and also impossible to get up no matter how much the victims would struggle. Quickly and roughly, all three of the jackets trapped Hilo, the Koa tightly with only their heads sticking out, falling into the jungle floor. The devices in the garments squeezed them tightly to keep the Hunter’s victims still, so he could toss the “trophies” in his cage.
“Well, whaddya know!” He smiled sinisterly. “I’ve caught four monkeys in total!”
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Post by TheJungleOne on Jul 22, 2019 22:17:11 GMT -6
Kai should've expected Tim to fight dirty, but the way he fought dirty pissed him off. He growled when the haunted straitjackets made their return. When one came for him, he ducked and rolled out of the way, crouching in a three-point stance like if Spider-Man was in the jungle. But the sounds of his koa warrior comrades shouting in fright at what this... monster had done took him by surprise. He watched, wide-eyed as the koa struggled to free themselves from the man's sadistic trap. He turned back to Tim, gritting his teeth. Not only was he sadistic, he was a racist a*****e, too. As if he didn't need another reason to hate him.
He bulged his eyes and stuck out his tongue. Then he did an impromptu ha'a dance, incorporating bestial, simian movements accompanying the lyrics he made up on the spot. Translated from Pomaika'ian (which is as similar to Hawaiian as the Scots language is to English), he said,
"You have no honor I am Kaitan Hero of the jungle For my people I stand!"
The man lunged at Kaitan, making him jump away to the side. He grabbed the man's left arm, bracing himself. He'd fought big guys before. When the man moved to get him, he shuffled his feet, spun around and swept his feet out from under him. He landed with a "THUD". Imitating a pro wrestler, he let go, jumped up and thrust his elbow into the man's chest. It didn't work as he'd hoped, so he jumped away, landing in his bestial crouch again. The man got up. Kaitan lunged at the man, jumping into the air and punching him in the left jaw. When he landed, he kicked his knee to bring him down, then kneed the man in the face. He chuckled, circling the guy. "C'mon, I've fought bigger guys than you!" he taunted. THe man lunged for him. Kai jumped, tumbled in the air, then landed again. "You missed! How could you miss!? I was less than a meter--"
The man picked Kaitan up and threw him on the ground. He broke his own fall to prevent broken bones and a concussion, but it still hurt. He lay there, writhing on the ground, watching the man approaching. Then he saw someone behind his opponent.
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