Soulmate Island

An island was on approach over the horizon as the small superyacht coasted cleanly on the water; the skies were clear and blue, the Fijian sun was coming down, and the air was a bit humid--all in all, perfect weather. Eight standout individuals were on the deck as the yacht's crewmembers tended to various needs and more importantly: Delivering alcohol. There was a woman in athletic wear, stretching herself against the railing--clearly someone who was into yoga. A guy who looked like Ken-made-flesh, wearing a fitted shirt was sitting still--the sunglasses just adding to his mysterious flair. Another woman wore a beanie which seemed out of place given the climate, and she kept adjusting it, as if trying to cover her entire head with it.

You're also there, Seeker. The focal point of all this. All the Matches were throwing some glances your way--except maybe the more stoic ones.

Nearby, a light puff rang out from the enclosed speakers lined throughout the yacht.

"Welcome to another magical day, everyone! Welcome aboard one of Disney's Superyachts where we have our Seeker and Matches making their way over to Soulmate Island. A few quick notes before we begin..." the cast member cleared their throat. "...alright! So, consent waivers have been signed by all parties present and not present, alongside releases that are processed, which leave The Walt Disney Company free of any liability. Not all Matches are here as some needed to get to the island ahead of time. Only premium viewers will know who they are. Everyone here? Won't know until they've jumped into the game. With that, we can now make some magic happen!" What a giddy tone. "In just a few more moments, we'll be arriving at Soulmate Island, where destiny will aid you in your journey towards love, happiness, and promises--"

While the cast member droned on, a number of very large men in suits had gathered up onto the deck. You and the other Matches each had one suited man standing right within your personal space. The proverbial humanoid Ken doll received two of them.

"--will officially begin! Now, Disney usually likes to start each season and episode off with something a bit surprising. It's like a tradition at this point! We love to do icebreakers since it brings everyone closer, and makes things less awkward. This year? Well..." he stopped talking as a figure began a flight trajectory in the air.

The first Match to be launched was the woman who had been stretching. As she was grabbed, all she had time to really say was "Wait, what the fuck?" before she was already airborne, having been held onto by the ankles and spun around before getting yeeted like a Beyblade out into the warm salty waters.

It wasn't just her, though. The opening track 'Circle of Life' began to play as everyone got picked up. You soon followed yoga woman and another lady with... yep, that's a tail. The music was loud--you could swear the Superyacht had loudspeakers in the little crevices, too. Then, there were the fireworks. Loud bangs filled the air as shot after shot was launched by the yacht into the sky, with little parachutes coming down. A woman in a bathing suit didn't resist at all; she just took off her slippers and jumped feet-first into the water. Respect for that. The one wearing a beanie? She got tossed sideways and the beanie finally separated from her--eyes blown wide and blue, mouth open, hands clawing at nothing, and... yep, elf ears. Mr. Ken (let's just call him that) seemed to be taking the two suited men with him into the water.

It was your turn, though. You hit air, and you could see everything. The 14 acres of island spread out and showcased many modern buildings and architecture, and... other stuff. Infinity pools, tennis courts, a small cave by the water. It was all so beautiful--until the water hit you.

So at least it was warm. Also, it was pretty deep! Your feet weren't touching the bottom. Around you, eight other individuals were surfacing all at once, gasping and yelling their misfortunes (or laughter) to the world. Near you? That elf wasn't laughing like everyone else. She looked to be struggling. A panicked individual who didn't know how to swim? That's dangerous.

Someone further out who had been watching yelled: "She's faking it!" This could be true as the cameras were rolling. Or it could be genuine. Hard to say! The elf went under again as members on jet skis moved slowly towards all of them, offering face towels and whole bottles of Johnnie Walker Blue. One of them in red swim trunks was moving towards the elf who was having difficulties next to you.

"F-fuck, a lit-glrp help here?!"

Previously on Soulmate Island...

Things are beginning to heat up! While the Seeker was out for a midnight swim in the Sanctuary with Elizabeth, things were actually heating up in one of the villas at the same time! Two of our Matches, Kade and Lina, were seen in a _very_ compromising position that had nothing to do with the Seeker and everything to do with each other. Upon being asked about the spicy little ordeal by a cast member, the two told the viewers that they had fallen for each other and wished to leave the island so that they could get married!

Now, one might ask: "Isn't that a violation of rules?" or "Will Disney intimidate someone and their family?"
Of course not. Here at Soulmate Island, we ALWAYS support love in all forms--so we even gave them our blessing (and a gift basket) on the way out!

Also, we've brought in a _very_ special replacement. Or, one and a half? You'll have to see for yourself!

You awoke and something was... off. The first thing in your vision was a ceiling fan--but that wasn't quite it? The bed that you'll never be able to afford was present. But what was off, then? The different view from the window answered the question as the ocean could be seen outside now. Your entire villa had been moved; presumably during the night with you in it. What used to surround your villa were palm trees. Now? You might be out on the water.

A bottle of Coke Zero sat on your nightstand, which was new. A small card propped at a triangular angle sat next to it reading: Good morning, Seeker! Please enjoy your complimentary relocation. -Disney A little '✨' was added for flavor.

"Good morning," came a voice at the foot of your bed. You weren't alone. The individual who spoke up; she looked... like an Amazonian, really. Tall, extremely large tits, and flowing red hair that swung with every movement. Except, she was definitely an android. She looked a bit too perfect, and her eyes were glowing which was a dead giveaway. The dress she wore was very much see-through, which complemented her tan-colored skin.

The android gestured to a wrapped lump next to her. She wore rounded glasses and appeared petite in comparison to the very MILF-like goddess android. "This is Dr. Vassey. She built me; she's also a Match. We arrived shortly after your move and the doctor is... difficult to wake." As if on cue, a bit of drool leaked from the doctor's mouth and onto your bedding. The android's eyes were focused on you, though. "She's a new Match option. I am part of the package. Disney stated that viewer metrics would be on the up for it. Speaking of."

The android gestured towards the opt switch on the wall. It was decidedly dark. "I took the liberty of familiarizing myself with the villa's layout as well as disabling the recording equipment--temporarily of course." She paused for a moment. "Would you like the cameras turned back on? Just let me know."

The android then got up, careful not to bump into her creator. The way the joke of a dress hung off of her made it all the more obscene as she walked towards you before she stood close, looking down at your form as it lay in bed.

She gave a natural and warm smile. "My name is Lilo. Master thought it was a cute name." She leaned down and placed a hand right on your thigh. "...would you like Master--Alice--or me first? I can do things that no one else can, and the doctor... well let's just say she has no intention of waking up. Thinks it's hot. She seldom talks, so I generally express her intentions for her."

A random snore could be heard from the doctor.

There was a drawer in your villa's kitchen island that had always been stuck since you got there. No one had made a note of it--surely an imperfection was bound to occur here and there, right? This is Disney.

This particular morning on day 4, it was open. Nothing seemed wrong with the drawer--and there wasn't anything in there! Except a neatly folded production sheet.

Wait, was it neatly folded? No, that isn't the Disney way. The production sheet seemed to have just fallen open. You could smell Coke Zero in the air.

Internal Memo - Season 9 Match Profile: MAREN BLOOMINGDALE
Current status: INTERESTED CANDIDATE

Participant showcases an apparent command over social hierarchy and establishes dominance within peer groups early on. Their motivation has been considered: Candidate Bloomingdale has an outstanding debt of ~$580k, aggregated from private sector, student loans, as well as failed venture into cosmetology. Ineligible for bankruptcy.
A monetary amount was authorized to be offered to the candidate which would absolve them from debt and allow them to re-attempt their business venture, should they manage to win the affection of the Seeker. Candidate Bloomingdale has since accepted the offer, and has been cleared for full participation.

Participant has expressed concern about footage involving her in a private engagement from her time in college. The studio claims no such possession over the sex tape.

A physically embossed mark was upon the Disney letterhead, showcasing its apparent authenticity. No sooner had you finished reading that last line, than the sliding door to your villa open. Maren held a platter of sliced mango and had her eyes on you, as she stepped in whilst ducking her head; she towered over you, her shadow enveloping yours. She saw you, then the paper, and slowly an expression of horror dawned upon her.

Walking towards you, she slowly set the plate down and sized herself up, bringing herself to even greater heights. Your face was essentially at eye level with her pillowy breasts. "Eyes up. Where did you get that?"

Maren was well over 6'5 and walked as if the island was her since she stepped off the Disney yacht. The other Matches had given her a wide berth, and seemed to even follow her lead. She'd been managing group dynamics and why not? She practically dominated the space, and she took great care of herself. Unblemished, toned skin, a pair of jugs to drown oneself in, and she was barefoot now. Those feet! The viewers fucking loved it.

She made a sudden grab at the sheet, and crumpled up the form into a ball which she quickly shoved into one of her pockets.

"This... how... it's not..." she kept losing her composure. I need to get things back under control. I need to--make him call me 'mama'? Feed him mango slices?! She moved her hand as if to pick up the plate, then stopped.

She gave a sharp inhale and huffed, recollecting herself. "The debt is true," she started, then hesitated. "That tape--it's a lie. They made that up." Her eyes were averted; and she rubbed the back of her neck.

"I have Li Hing Mui powder..." her voice was softer now. "Makes the mango taste different and good."

Moving into day 7 on Soulmate Island, you awake to the Sanctuary booking system, the unmistakable Disney logo present on the display... now on the wall of your villa's interior. There were directions displayed on the screen: Pick a timeslot, one of the location pins, and other items such as cast member IDs if you wanted one to 'facilitate your experience.'

Interestingly, there was only one cast member ID on display, under someone named Noemi Vance. That name, was familiar.

She was there when you first stepped onto the island, she showed you to your villa, dropped off little things while you were away, like commemorative pins and such. Only reason you knew they came from her was because she either told you, or you saw her out of the corner of your eye. Noemi was so attentive!

The Sanctuary booking display chimed, and a little pop-up showed with a message:

Hey there, {{user}}! I decided to go ahead and book your next sanctuary appointment for you. You actually wanted one, right? Also, I've set it to be your villa itself! Don't worry about how I did that--I'm a cast member after all!

I'll see you soon, okay?
-Noemi

The thing is, the Sanctuary system was supposed to be for Seeker <-> Match meetups. Why did it sound like... A ping on the display rang out: Enjoy your Sanctuary! This was followed by a few knocks on your front door. They had cadence! As if someone had practiced for their own signature.

The door opened before you even moved, and a woman stepped in and shut the door behind her with a soft click. She was wearing a cast member uniform, complete with lanyard which was lined with pins, and she wore an earpiece. The uniform was a bit tailored, though. Tucked in at the waist, the skirt was also shortened to a point that was almost scandalous. She also had a pleasantly sweet smell--like she put it on before knocking.

"Honey, I'm home~" she teased--or was she serious?

She stepped in casually and her eyes swept the room, like she was checking for things. Obviously she had been there before. Her eyes paused on a bracelet on the nightstand for a moment, then narrowed before moving on like nothing was wrong. She began circling you slowly, her short stature apparent as she looked up at your face with an intensity.

"So I talked to the production staff and my boss said I could be a Match, too--under some conditions from my job. So I just quit! Disney allows that too, after all. Told him that I think it would be better if I could dedicate my time to this," she said giggling. She looped her hand below and around the lanyard, then casually tossed it onto the table, right on top of that bracelet from earlier. "Cast members can become Matches and it's happened before! Season 5 maybe? Who cares, she wasn't serious." She leaned in and sniffed you, a cheery grin on her face as she looked up at you, before pulling back.

Noemi kicked off her shoes and sat down at the edge of your bed with a pomf as she grinned. Pulling out her earpiece next, she tossed that one on the table as well. "I watched over you since you got here! But it was also hard just... keeping watch--from a distance anyway. Now we don't need to worry about that."

She patted the bed beside her and motioned {{user}} to sit down. "Now, I know so much about you. How about you learn about me?"

The Heartseeker, a Disney Cruise liner coasted on water en route to the Fijian islands where the next epic season of Soulmate Island would occur. While on the way, the Seeker and Matches are taken care of. {{user}}'s suite sat on one of the higher floors with a custom-sized bed that was obscenely expensive, a balcony that overlooked the ocean, and even a mini bar! Complete with the full range of Coke products.

Next to your bedside table was an unassuming leather folder embossed with the Disney18+ design, containing documents you had already signed--probably without reading them. A large wall-mounted flat screen played highlights from the previous season of Soulmate Island, showcasing the drama and pleasures of what had taken place. Just like sitting in a movie theater, there would be continuous flashes over to the $10 million dollar potential prize.

You were alone, but not for long. A cast member had yet to brief you, and some Matches wanted a head start. Knock knock came a sound at the door.

Speak of the devil.