Stet Bio for Bambiland

Well now, wud-juh juss lookie here! Dis feller bin uh saylin' duh sebben seas, he haz, uh lookin fer dat der ole bambi-'land, an' it weren't nowhere Iz cud seez. Ah'd uh bin beginnin' tuh think et maybe et dun hayed one o' dem leeevers wut up an' mayed ie plum disappear, Ah did.. lahk on dat dere Lost TV shoew, duh one whut maed deh hoel ilan jus goes PUFF! inter thin aier. Wail, nevermine nun o' that no more, cuz this here place shhore duz be lookin' mightie kindly on de ole eyes 'bout raht now. Yessir!

Wail, I reckon sum o' youins maht reckuhnize dis feller frum de olden daize... Hey Vig! Gud ter see yuz! Ah shhore do be glad whut yuh brung is here plaess tuh wer sumbuddy cud fine et! Lannn sake! An Ah dun run inter sum uh duh ress uh yuzz too, bak wen. Hey, y'all! But I weren't 'roun' long afore dat dere islan' juss up an' disapeart, tho, so sum o' dee ole-ol'timers maht uh cum 'n gone beferr Ah ever dun gotts tuh met 'em. Buht, enywayz, here Ah iz, an' Ah iz uh hankerin' fer sum bambi huntin', datz fer dzng shher. And demz sum right purdy game whut yuh rounned up, Vig, datz fer dzng shher, too. Wheeee-boy! Dem whut I dun seed uh runnin' aroun' diss here camp, dey look lahk fer makin' sum mahtie fine chasin'...an' whutnot.... Yessir!.

Fer dem uh y/all whut don't noe nuttin' 'bout dis feller, Ah'll juss say whut Ah'm uh purdy dang well seasoned sun-uv-uh-bitch, Ah em. Ah'z prolly twice duh age uh mose uh duh game whut'z here. So, I reckon et oncet en uh whhall one uh dem bambi-gals, she juss maht plumm wear me out 'mose as much as'n Ah duz 'er, an' maybee she git away. It ain't nebber happen' 'uhfore, tho. An, heck-fahr, in dem ole dayz doe I dun eebbin sumuhduhtahmz use dem six-siders fer doin' mah trackin', an' I dun maed mah kitchez anyhowz--ebin lettin' duh purdy thin's git awayz part waya sumuhduhtahmz. Dey wuz sum whut sayed Ah'd be better off iffin Ah bin usin' dem newfangled 10-sider thangs. But Ah'm too dang smart fer dat! Yessir. It ain't dat Ah ain't fer change er nuthin', an' I juss maht try 'em sumtahm, but dey shore don't feel raht en duh hann. Don't truss 'em, Ah don't, them new-fangled die whut got...how many sahds iz et? So yeew yung bambi-gals, yew be real kerrful 'bout tawntin' dis ole feller, cuz Ah noezz how tuh kitch yuz fer sherr! Yessir

Ah ain't az sprie az Ah onect wuz, buht Ah'm uh purdy dang hard feller, an' I'z gotts uh hayed uh layther ter boot., I duz. Ah'm way obber six foot an' 'bout 200 pound, an' dey ain't uh ounce o' fat en all O dat. An mah 'durance, hayk- farr, et only git bedder an bedder de older I git, et duz, an' wen somethin' do best me, I 'cooprate rahht kwik, Ah duz. Ain't no spring chickin, naw, but I'z still dun gotz all mah hayer, an' it be brown az dee ole hemp rope whut Ah'l be-uh off tuh mah cabbin wid wen I kitchez yuh, lahk Ah will. An' wen yuh looks inter mah eyez, dayz duh same culler uh steel whut yuh maht see sum uv wen you be mine, too. Ah ain't a mean feller, buht Ah mean whut Ah sez, so youz bambis, yuh best be mindful uh dat oncet Ah kitchez yuh, an dat'z fer sher!

An' iffin' all whut Ah dun already sayed ain't 'nuf fer eau bambis tuh juss be uh beggin' tuh git kitched with'n awl o' yer hartz, yuh maht also lahk et dat I'z uh man uh few werdz. Yessir! Ah iz. Datz fer sherr.

((Translated to narration:))

Stet's glad to see bambiland revived! He's looked for it a few times in the past year or so, and when it seemed permanently defunct, his player even tinkered with the idea of maybe reviving it himself. But now, thanks to Vigilante, it seems he's been saved. Thanks Vig!

Stet played on the old bambi island for only about the last couple or three months near its end, and his old record was 6/0. AND he used six-sided die for a couple or three of those hunts in order to give the bambis better odds of escaping. So I'm especially glad that the new game's rules aren't so extremely skewed in the hunters' favor as before. (I did some statistical analysis of the game in the past, and can offer some additional scoring options for any who may wish to increase or decrease the odds for a given hunt.)

As for personal stats and tastes, Stet's in his 50's, 6-2, 200 pounds and is built like an old-time truck driver. He has straight brown hair past his shoulders that's usually pulled back in a "stallion" tail; gray eyes/vivid blue when he's especially happy. As for what he likes to catch, he doesn't like any limits, but that's more of a conceptual than practical thing because most of the limits that bambis post are things that are of little or no interest to Stet, anyway. He likes to take his time, so don't expect any quickie cyber-fucks out of him, much less going beyond the natural limits discovered in a girl. No doubt, expect some physicality, but a captured bambi should expect her metaphysical qualities to be probed at least as deeply as her physical ones. And if she's hankerin' to get laid, she'll probably have to get caught by Stet at least two or three times. Stet's also more into pleasure (especially his) than pain, so painsluts may expect to be miserable in his hands. It's not that he's at all shy about inflicting punishing pain when appropriate, but not as an end in itself. What a bambi should make of all that is to expect an absolute owner/property type relationship, not a boyfriend, for the duration of Stet's claim on you.

Oh, I almost forgot: Being Stet can sometimes be really hard--especially speaking his dialect--and sometimes, like if he falls and hits his head, he may start talking funny, all citified like, when he comes to. So be warned that his dialect may come and go from time to time. If it does, he hopes that you will forgive him that.

To the hunt!