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Post by Zoey on Mar 5, 2009 23:10:41 GMT -7
He felt so good inside of me but so wrong at the same time. It was like he knew everything my body thought it wanted. I was so confused. This felt good, and it felt bad. The smoker let go of my wrists when I stopped struggling, and my arms reflexively wrapped around this hunters back, under his shirt, clawing at his flesh, writhing underneath the pleasure that soaked through me. “Ohhh... it’s... this... oh...” I could barely speak, my body moving in sync with his pushes, “You are... going... to die...” I moaned loudly again, feeling fluids drip down, feeling him scrape inside of me, his hardness. He squeezed my nipples and whispered in my ear. “Louder...” I obliged.
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Post by Hunter Wolf on Mar 5, 2009 23:36:00 GMT -7
I bit down on her neck again as I fucked her harder and faster. I stopped a moment, pulling out my wet dick and rubbing it around her tight asshole, the juices from her pussy gliding on to her skin, shimmering.She shuddered, and even though her hands were not bound she didn’t struggle as I let her go to lean back and look at her. Her hands dug in to the dirt and her lips were parted. Her companions had fallen silent and so she was no longer distracted by them.I started to push my dick closer to her asshole, prodding. “Beg for it.”
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Post by Zoey on Mar 6, 2009 0:04:41 GMT -7
“Don’t... please... I’m not ready...” I began to cry again, and then pulled my legs back swiftly then extended them quickly, smashing them in to his gut and knocking him backwards against the wall. I took the opportunity to scramble over to where Francis hung, gripping on the tongue and trying to tear it off before grabbing the knife from his boot, then slit the tongue. The smoker snarled at me and released him as I fell at his feet, wetness leaking from my crotch furiously. I still wanted the hunter, but I was resisting, “Don’t...” I gripped the bottom of Francis’ pants and looked up at him, “Don’t kill him.”
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Post by Francis on Mar 6, 2009 0:13:06 GMT -7
Quickly grasping the knife from her hand, I grabbed my pistol with the other hand. With a swift kick to the ribs, I lifted him against the wall with my knife. Pushing it against his neck flesh, I brought the pistol to his temple. "Give me one good reason, why I shouldn't kill you right now!" He was about 2 feet off the ground, and restrained in the air by my knive against one side of his throat, and my fingers shaking and ready to choke him across the other side. Hearing no answer from the hunter, my eyebrows lowered in a distained fashion. Slightly annoyed, I placed the gun down, and grabbed his throat fully with one hand. Placing the knife against the tip of his dick. He was struggling to get free. His claws were scratching my arm skin badly, and I was bleeding everywhere, but I couldn't feel it. Zoey rushed to my side, and urged me to let him go. Looking into her eyes, she could see nothing but rage. Her eyes did something to me. Staring into her dark brown eyes, calmed me. I released the hunter. the hunter, looking quite afraid, hopped upwards, and out of sight. The smokers lurched away, and all was silent.
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Hunter Seth
Horde
Omnom! i just ate your heart!
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Post by Hunter Seth on Mar 6, 2009 0:35:22 GMT -7
As i ran further into the sewers i saw the two smokers hot on my tail and the hunter was screaming and wailing so loud i thought of a witch chasing me. It did not stop me, i continued on trying to figure out where i could take the three of them. Eventually i found a medium sized room and figured this is a good place to at least try to kill one of them. i shut the door behind me and waited on top of some pipes that protruded from the wall. I waited and saw one of the smokers slash at the door then the other came and smacked it as well and it broke. I saw the hunter lunge forward past them both and go down the hall further in the room. He disappeared through it. A smoker followed and just as the second was about to follow i pounced on it's back and pinned it to the ground. I quickly flipped him over and began to slash at his mouth, so as to cut his tongue out before it shot at me. I was satisfied when it stopped moving entirely and i pulled it toward the door that had just been smashed to pieces and tossed the body out it, after making sure it was really dead by digging one of my claws through it's chest and ripping out it's completely black lungs. The lungs looked horrible, and smelled of smoke. I thought to myself, I'm glad i never smoked or i might have turned out like this poor fellow. Then i heard the other two coming back to investigate why their comrade had not joined them. I jumped back to my position and watched as the hunter came first and crashed flew through the frame which had once been a door. The smoker hadn't cleared the hall ahead when i pounced on him and did to it as i did to the first smoker. Clawing his face until he no longer moved. I tore his head off and a billow of smoke poured from his exposed wind pipe. I coughed for a moment and lept away down the hall when i heard the other hunter coming. I continued to leap down the sewer when i heard a loud thumping noise i hadn't heard before. I came to a ladder leading up and climbed it, hunter following close behind, seeking revenge for it's fallen comrades.
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Post by Hunter Wolf on Mar 6, 2009 1:00:22 GMT -7
Slightly shaken I sat down on my scout point. Thinking to myself how I almost got killed. Why did she have to save me? I wanted to die! I looked down and saw that most of my squad was dead "Well at least you guys made it." "Huh… lets go we need to go to the hospital and find out what happened to that hunter dickhead who never came back.” I let off a loud growl hoping Zoey heard it, and after a few moments I lit a black and set off on my way.
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Paul
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Post by Paul on Mar 6, 2009 6:22:27 GMT -7
The zombie with the impossibly long tongue finally let me loose. I stared up at him with a threatening cold look, but I did not dare shoot at him to make the situation worse. I walked to where Zoey and Francis had been standing, staring off at the hooded one who had somehow been able to speak.
That was interesting.
"Are you two alright?" I stupidly asked them. There was really not much else to say. They just looked at me with some uneasiness in their eyes. Of course, what had just happened would have been troubling.
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Post by Zoey on Mar 6, 2009 9:02:04 GMT -7
Everything had become quiet again, the alley completely clear of anything that wasn’t human. We stood in silence for a moment as I glanced between Paul and Francis. Francis looked so angry just a moment before, like he wanted to kill that hunter with his bare hands and rip his organs out. Even now he was just begging to be let loose, but our enemies had fled.
That group was so organized… to a dangerous level.
Paul asked if we were alright. I replied with merely a nod. My throat hurt from screaming... and moaning. I moved now, quickly gathering my clothes and then shuffling back in to the safe room to re-dress. I tried my best with a bottle of water to clean myself off. With every passing second I was becoming more determined. I was going to get through this, live, and discover the meaning of passion. That evil man, the hunter, had taught me something important. That no matter what the situation, I was going to lust. I would beg for it…
I felt like a different person now, exposed to all this corruption. Whether it had been from Francis, Marcus or that hunter, it happened. My hormones had stirred and risen inside of me. I was ready to take this whole situation to the next level.
Grabbing a shotgun I walked back out to the boys I had left when I needed to compose myself. They were waiting in silence for me, and when I emerged, both of them turned their attention from their thoughts to me. I held up the shotgun and smiled. “What the hell are you guys waiting for? We have some evil un-dead to splatter across these walls! They aren’t going to smear their brains all over the cement by themselves!” Laughing at myself I took point and began to lead our group down the alleys in search for a way to Mercy Hospital; to our rescue.
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Post by Francis on Mar 6, 2009 19:45:55 GMT -7
Following close behind, I kept my head bowed, and my rifle at the ready position. Thoughts running through my mind, I felt weird. I usually never thought about things. Why now? Walking behind Zoey, I made no attempt to look at Zoeys ass. I didn't feel like it anymore. Taking careful shots to pick off every infected, I never missed a headshot. Neaver speaking a word, I followed the group through a diner. No food left in the cabinets, we pressed onwards past some overturned semi's. The doorways inside to the building in front of us were blocked. A small lift stood in the corner of the open lot.
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Post by Zoey on Mar 7, 2009 10:28:03 GMT -7
“This lift should take us up.” I examined the panel, looked around and pointed at the windows, “That should lead somewhere.” Francis nodded and we all climbed on to the lift. Paul examined the panel closely, and then pressed a button. The lift creaked and moaned, and then began to lift us. It made such a horrible groan while it did this and ended up calling what was left of the zombies in the vicinity. They howled and cried, scrambling over the rooftop to get to us. I knelt and began shooting with my pistols, re-loading quickly only to blast another zombie in the face and watch it spin around. Over my head, Francis was sniping further down the path, so it would be safe to cross without us being run off by zombies. Paul was at my side, shooting at them like it was nothing, barely blinking.
One it was mildly clear, I pulled out my shotgun and led the way towards the windows, taking out the rest of the zombies that lingered. A few still remained below us, trying to get up, but as we got closer to the window they began to lose interest. I blasted open the window with my shotgun and climbed in, Francis very close behind me. Paul had turned around to take care of the last few stragglers following us, but as he took one step backwards, he missed the ledge and tumbled over the edge. “PAUL!” I screamed and ran over to where he had fallen to peer over, hoping the man was alright. He looked up at me, hanging from the ledge and smiled. It was amazing that he was able to grab on last second. “Well, as much as I enjoy hanging out, I prefer solid ground. Can that be arranged?” I laughed at him, and then began to help pull him up with the aid of Francis. Once we were all up on our feet, we walked over to the deep hole bored in the floor which led us a floor down. We peered in, making sure it was clear, and then jumped in.
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Post by Francis on Mar 7, 2009 11:53:36 GMT -7
Hitting the ground with a thud, my boots were among the loudest of the noises in the room. A medicine cabinet and ammo sat in the corner of the room. Grabbing ammo like we always were acustomed to doing. Opening the cabinet, we were greeted with 2 first-aid kits. Shoving them into bags quickly, we grabbed whatever food we could scavenge. Rushing through the hallway, we went down a flight of stairs, and into a large warehouse. The warehouse was empty. "Weird." I mumbled. Paul quickly nodded in agreement. As we neared the end of the warehouse, we were greeted by our friendly neighbor hood horde. Zoey taking her place in the front. quickly got into a grapple fight with an infected. Holding off him, as well as many other infected in the pile with the body of her shotgun. Taking aim, I started to shoot out the legs of the infected. Collapsing to the ground at her feet, she breathed a sigh of relief. The hallways smelled horrible. I think the sewer awaited us...
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Post by Zoey on Mar 7, 2009 15:31:08 GMT -7
After taking care of the horde, we moved through the alleys in to the next building, or an attached building, I was not quite sure. Although, I hardly paid attention. We moved down another flight of stairs which seemed to never end, and then came upon a room full of generators. It was dark, the only light coming from the red LED light from a room on the right side. “Shh...” I muttered, and then pressed my back against the wall, moving towards the right room. The others followed. In the room there was a closed man-hole, and no door. “Please don’t tell me...” I watched Francis uncover the hole as Paul watched the entrance. “Get in.” “EWWW seriously?!” I began to crawl down, the smell overwhelming me instantly. I coughed and hacked, trying not to breathe. When I got down I turned on my flashlight and peered down the sewer. Zombies scrambled about, rolling in the filth. “Ugh...” Francis complained as he stepped in the filth, followed by Paul who looked disgusted as well. “The hospital should be connected through the sewer system. This is probably our best bet.” Paul jumped off the ledge first and I followed closely. “Please can we just get out of here?!” “This way.” Francis led for once, and I took up the middle position, watching the big man’s back as we went. He seemed... more absorbed in his own thoughts since we left the safe room.
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Post by Hunter Wolf on Mar 7, 2009 15:46:53 GMT -7
As my squad and I reach the hospital I looked down and saw a torn blue fabric and a bloody mess on the floor. "Well that's a faster death than what I would have done to him if I got my hands on him." Just as I finished my sentence a rock flew past my left and took out my two smokers, the hunter to my right screamed "WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!!!” I Looked around and saw a giant man comprised of nothing but muscle. At that moment he threw another rock at us. I dove to the right just in time. I looked back to see my hunter splattered all over the roof. I began to clap and shout down at him "I don't suppose we could discuss you joining my army could we?” He grabbed a car and hurled it at me "I didn't think so." I jumped toward the car and use it as a stepping stone to hurl myself at him, drop kicking him he didn't budge an inch. He looked at me and punched me in the gut, lifting me clean off my feet and sending me flying back about twenty feet. I landed on my feet and collapsed. "FUCK that hurt! Feels like I got hit by a tank", I got up just in time to see him charging at me. I jumped over his head and dug my claws into his back. I started to rip down to the base of his spine. He shook me off halfway and kicked me into a car. Fuck, anymore of this and he'll break something; Time to cut my losses and run. I jumped toward the closest building and wall jumped to the one I came from just as I was about to reach the edge I got nailed in the side by a rock. I start to fall and closed my eyes. I guess this is the end for me. I felt the wind rushing past me and I heard something splash. I felt water, great now I'm going to die in a fucking sewer. Wait, a sewer? I opened my eyes and looked around. "Hahaha, I guess someone wants me alive. Guess I’ll stick around in this hellhole of a world. I drug myself over to the corner and looked down at my arm. It was dripping blood and I knew I was going to feel this in the morning. I began to feel dizzy all of a sudden and passed out.
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Hunter Seth
Horde
Omnom! i just ate your heart!
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Post by Hunter Seth on Mar 7, 2009 18:53:53 GMT -7
After jumping the rest of the way up the ladder i waited at the entrance of it. I watched as the hunter jumped past me and looked back as a rock flew through the air and slammed into it's chest. I looked around a saw a hulking behemoth. I saw him pick punch a car toward me. I lept back into the sewer hole fearing for my life. Watching as the car flew over the hole i had just been standing over. "What the hell was that thing!" i exclaimed aloud. Breathing heavily, i made my way back down the sewer. Suddenly i heard a light growling. I walked toward a room with a giant hole that seemed more new, like it had just been created. I saw when i looked down on the floor i saw an extremely wounded hunter. "Must have been that thing up above that did this to him." i saw a cigarette laying on the ground. "Hmm, i like that, don't know if he'll mind if i take it, but oh well." As i reached toward the cigarette his hand shot up and grabbed my arm before i touched it.
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Post by Hunter Wolf on Mar 7, 2009 19:19:13 GMT -7
"Who the fuck are you and don't touch my shit". Reaching over I grab my black and relight it.
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