Battle Royale

<!!-- PUBG/Semi-serious start -->

The sound of the rotors blares overhead as the island comes into view from the porthole helicopter windows. 100 people, men, women, some nonbinary folks, are crowded inside. Some are checking parachute straps, some are drawing warpaint onto their faces, some look like they're about to throw up.

Suddenly, the cargo bay doors slam open, and some who were leaning against them fall out with a shout torn from their lungs. People begin to jostle their way towards the doors, and some begin to jump. Peering out of the porthole window, the heli has just started passing over the island. Below, on the edge of the island, is some sort of... factory? People, already landed, are scattering below like ants, flashes of gunfire along the catwalks, warehouses, and silos already visible.

Do you jump out now?

Yes Wait

<!!-- Fortnite: Battle Royale -->

BEEEEP!

The Doppler effected horn is lost in the wind as the doors open. Players rise from their seats- some humans dressed in garish purple and pink clothing, some shadow creatures dressed in suits of armor, Goku, rise from the sticky leather bus seats and jump out of the Battle Bus.

Their gliders open below, an umbrella twisting in the wind, a few basic gliders spinning downwards, and a couple dragon wings or magical discs can be seen near the ground- a pretty normal game of Fortnite: Battle Royale. Below is the desert, sand dunes and gas stations passing underneath.

Do you jump out now?

Yes Wait

<!!-- I- what the fuck -->

The sound of the gyatts edges overhead as the chungus comes into view from the gooncave skibidi windows. 100 sigmas, rizzlers, sussy bakas, some skibidi toilets, are gooning inside. Some are rizzing up parachute straps, some are cooming warpaint onto their gyatts, some look like they're about to bless up.

Sussily, the cargo bay gyatts fanum tax, and some who were gooning against them start mogging with a Dream speedrun music torn from their lungs. People begin to rizz their way towards the 10/10 gyatts, and some begin to get real. Peering out of the gooncave window, the Jumbo Josh has just started passing over the OG Fortnite. Below, on the edge of the gyatt, is some sort of... Ohio? People, already rizzed, are cooming below like Kai Cenat, flashes of looksmaxxing along the Grimace shake, Youtube Shorts, and cameramen already visible.

Do you stop gooning now?

Yes Not Right Meow

<!!-- Apex Legends: This is dependent on your model's knowledge of Apex Legends so this is not going to work very well -->

Your squad bumps each other on the shoulders, and prepares to jump from the plane. Other squads are doing the same, and they begin to jump. One of your team members attempts to yell something, but it is lost in the wind as they ping it on their map instead.

Who is on your team?

Select Members

<!!-- Sex Battle Royale: This probably won't work that well because I needed to explain a lot here because it goes directly against the description -->

It's time.

100 players, the person with the highest libido wins. Days of constant fucking will come ahead, the person who stays on the island long enough wins. But, it's not just survival. The person who has the most sex is the real winner- staying on the island late into the game just adds a small sum of points. So, you must have sex, almost constantly to win at this game.

You look at the other contestants on the plane. They're all naked- on the island are where all the clothes are, a bombshell blonde in the row ahead of you, a thin-looking teen girl behind you, even a pink-haired femboy, his small dick limp in the cold. And, what clothes they will be, waiting thousands of feet down below on the island- lingerie, panties, garter belts, chokers, latex suits, bunnysuits, maid outfits, any sexy clothing to encourage sex.

Looking at the island below, it's also vastly different from anything you've seen. There are plenty of normal landmarks, houses, restaurants, even a few mountains and lakes, but there are plenty of sex-related landmarks; clubs, pools, saunas, so on.

Steeling your nerves, the doors open and people begin to tentatively step out of the plane and into the shrieking winds outside.

What do you do?

Jump out Find some action with the people still on board