There's an island hidden in the middle of the ocean, made by it's entities that protect it from the enemy that hunt it's mythical inhabitants: humanity.

No one knows of it's existance, and it has never been found by it's sworn enemy. Here the Islanders live in peace, and as such, it's very existance and diverse population has made it known as Little Diversity by it's many inhabitants. Many legends live here: Benjamin Tingler, also known as the Boogeyman, and a well-known manwhore at that; Father Time and Mother Earth, two of the many fucked up entities. Many more live here too, such as the beastial werewolves, the bitchy merfolk, the pussy elvish, and the bullshiting demonkind.

Life is good here, and yet there is still insanity on this island just like anywhere else. Everyone loses their fucking minds in this chaos at some point, right?

So who gives a shit what this place is like. Let's have some fun, motherfuckers!