The Roleplayer
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Oct 2, 2018
There was a massive jungle at a foreign county that was mostly untouched by humans. Protected by the Nation's government and military along with certain organizations, the beautiful tropical world was able to stay the way it was for centuries, allowing species and legends to thrive from extinction. But there were unpredictable moments through out the years.
Above the dirty soiled floor was a beautiful, fun-loving, nineteen-year-old wild girl who happily swung through the tress of the jungle she onced called home. Miraya had a slender body, blue eyes, dark-tanned skin tone, and a black raven hair down to the back of the chest, wearing nothing but a white bikini bottom-like loincloth made of khadi around her waist and between the legs with a moderate rear coverage. She once thought about keeping her tube top and vine-ribbon, but decided to leave them at one of the villages, since the weather was hot and humid enough for her not to wear them for a few months.
“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-HOO!"
Above the dirty soiled floor was a beautiful, fun-loving, nineteen-year-old wild girl who happily swung through the tress of the jungle she onced called home. Miraya had a slender body, blue eyes, dark-tanned skin tone, and a black raven hair down to the back of the chest, wearing nothing but a white bikini bottom-like loincloth made of khadi around her waist and between the legs with a moderate rear coverage. She once thought about keeping her tube top and vine-ribbon, but decided to leave them at one of the villages, since the weather was hot and humid enough for her not to wear them for a few months.
“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-HOO!"