Choc-o-Lardiac Arrest wrote:
Well, first things first, I would pin the blame as to why we were all on the desert island on one person, and claim that to right the wrong we were dealt, that we'd have to eat the one who we blamed for the problem.
After that is done, We take the most potent females(Mandy, ChickenLeg, Ninti, Chekot, Chekt) and force them to breed in order to make more food for us, which would be harvested and a small portion given to the nubs that came along with us.
Next, we would get a cunning linguist(BTG{If we didn't already eat him}, kef, or Ace) to convince the UBers that in order to make life easier for the whole forum, that they'd have to harvest the fruits and grains of the island. They, knowing that they're talking to mods or BTG, will blindingly accept their work.
The senior members are the ones who will come up with the ideas for increasing our food supply, as well as ways to make the UB's think that things are getting better, and that soon we will prosper enough to leave the island.
Then, we plan to build a boat. We get the UB's to gather wood, bark, and things to make lashings with so they can begin construction of our boat. Food/ground up fetus' of the potent women will be halfed to the UB's and doubled to the UB's, and the LB's will be convinced that their hard labor is whats making their food rations seem smaller.
The boat gets built, and we send someone (BTG) off to go for help.
When he comes back, on a better boat, after selling some of the children that we saved for population to the black market, we begin to manufacture a product that the people on the mainland needs/wants. Instead of moving off of the island, and promising freedom, we keep telling the UB's that we'll be able to afford a bigger boat soon so that we can get everyone off the island at once, and that their labor and our strategy's and plans will help us in the long run.
We supply the black market with moar babies, and proceed to build a solar powered generator. We will get the new generation of UB's to build the LB's big condominiums, and sell some of said condos to some business men on the mainlands who want a nice ocean-view apartment.
By then, we should be richer and more fatter than ever before.
TL;DR I'd eat Ace.
YESMe and my friend were talking about us and 8 of our friends getting stranded, and our plan was kind of similar to the beginning of yours - forced breeding and eating the children.