Survival: An Interactive Peril Story

D. Rebecca can take the hit

D. We need to see where this is going

D; Becca won't be that butt hurt

D as well, also, feel free to add my gal in here if she fits the aesthetic ;3 you have freedom to play her as you want~

Trent squinted slightly as he considered his options, and he just couldn't bring himself to let the two women march straight into danger. "So listen, Rebecca. I....may have overreacted to what was happening in the alley. Sorry, it was fight or flight kicking in." He smiled and tried to apologize for backtracking so immediately, but the voluptuous reporter was barely having any of it.

"Ya know Trent, I had thought better of you by this point. Go this way, go that way. You seemed like you were telling the truth rather than just taking me on a wild goose chase like so many others. But I'll give you another chance. Just know that you better not be fucking with me or else I'll make your life a living hell." Rebecca furrowed her brow to give Trent a stern look, but she was still willing to hear him out.

"Alright then, just stay behind me and let's go." He gave her a grateful smile before moving past her and hurrying back down the passage between buildings. Trent advanced slowly to see what was happening and was surprised to see the buxom office ladies simply waltz past the ghouls and sashay down the manhole. They moved so quickly Rebecca wasn't even able to catch a glimpse of them. Damn they move fast in those outfits. How the hell did they get past those goons too?

"So what now?" Rebecca asked rather irritably as they were just staring at the back alley again. Trent quieted her with a gesture upon noticing the previous jerky movements of the ghouls had stopped. They were standing there staring off into space now with the most vacuous expressions.

"I think it's safe to move by them now. Watch for my signal." The reclusive hacker moved from behind the dumpster they were using for cover and crouch walked forward until he was in plain sight. With his knife at the ready, Trent walked between the two spacing men and was met with nary a side glance. He was still cautious until reaching the manhole, but without a reaction from the two he was confident it was safe.

Trent gave Rebecca the all clear with a thumbs up and watched carefully as she sauntered past the two men. One seemed as if he might look her way, but it was simply a reflexive twitch. Once she had reached him, she had to give Trent a smug look that said he was worrying too much.

"I'll head down first to make sure it's clear as well." Trent offered while Rebecca gave him a sly eye. "Trying to look up my skirt, eh? Sorry buddy, you haven't earned that right yet." The reporter retorted and set down the ladder first, leaving behind the baffled hacker. Shit she really didn't like me suddenly changing my mind. Guess she saw it as two faced or something. Definitely making a note of that.

He didn't believe she was being unreasonable or anything, but it was alarming she insisted on heading into possible danger first with only his taser. "This woman is going to be trouble. This is why I normally stay my ass inside." Trent remarked under his breath as he descended down the steel runs. They must have climbed down a good ten or fifteen feet given how long it took to reach solid ground.

The sewer he expected to find was nothing of the sort. Instead, they had entered some kind of maintenance tunnel. In the past three years he had never found anything hinting at the existence of old tunnels beneath the city. And he would definitely have noticed any sort of underground construction so close to his residence. (That leaves two options. Either this tunnel just wasn't known by anyone or it's a semi-recent addition to the city. I'll bank on the latter of those two.)

"What's a tunnel like this doing directly under downtown Raccoon? There's no way this is being used for public infrastructure." Rebecca began to furiously write into her notebook while verbally cursing herself for not bringing a camcorder or even a camera to take pictures. Trent's curiosity took him in a different direction by noticing the imprint of high heels on the dusty ground.

"Hey Rebecca, do these look recent to you? It looks like someone went that way." He guided the reporter to the west, subtly manipulating her so they could find the two women. "They are recent. This place is covered in dirt and grunge except for this." Her inquisitive nature practically screamed they should follow, but Trent wanted to take in their surroundings one more time.

They were standing in a non-descript, concrete tunnel that had to be ten feet tall at the least. It rounded into an arch at the top and completely empty until both ends turned a corner. What was down here before? That scream sounded like one of fear.

The walls were covered in dust and the ground had a thin layer caked along it as well save for the heel prints they were about to follow. It was illuminated by very dim fluorescent lights built into the the top of the arch, but they barely offered enough light to see. Trent found it unsettling there weren't anymore distubrances in the layer of dirt on the ground. Either someone cleaned up after themselves or it didn't travel along the ground. Both were equally unsettling in his mind.

As the anointed bodyguard, he took the lead in following the tracks and led them for a few minutes until they rounded the corner. It was there they saw exactly why there was a lack of further tracks.

This portion of the tunnel was overgrown by plant life that traveled the length of it. How far it might extend around the corner further ahead was another story. The most alarming feature of the passage was a large raffelsia like flower with pink petals and an open center that was filled with human bones. It was tilted in the direction of Rebecca and Trent to offer a direct view to the remains of its victims.

This was also where the found the two women Trent had seen previously. They must have been attacked so quickly they couldn't have protected themselves given the position they were in. The first woman, the exotic purple haired beauty with the unbuttoned top, was currently affixed to the wall by vines holding and arms and legs spread out in an X pattern. Her legs were spread wide open with a green vine slowly creeping up the wall toward her open skirt. Her mouth was gagged by another vine holding her head up against the wall while she desperately fought to free herself. Her eyes grew wide and pleading when she caught sight of Trent and Rebecca, begging them to rescue her with only a glance.

The second woman, the icy beauty with the black hair, was dangling from the ceiling and being engulfed some kind of appendage with a widened maw. It had molded itself over her head and was currently working its way down her shoulders while the rest of her body flailed to and fro. Her face was outlined within the appendage with horror etched onto her countenance. She was being swallowed alive and in as much danger as her companion though their respective situations varied wildly.

With the rate the vine was rising and the other woman was being swallowed, they had probably only a few seconds to intervene before it was too late....

Trent Reddick
Health: 100%

Inventory: Car keys, Wallet ($200 cash), Trench Knife, M1911 (9/18)

Entourage: Rebecca Chang (Appearance: bit.ly2TuSjXX ): 100% health, notepad and pencil, Wallet, Taser (100%)

Approval: Rebecca Chang: 35% Friendly Acquaintance
Lara Croft: 35% Friendly Acquaintance

People in Peril: Purple haired beauty: 80% Health, Restrained by vines and being encroached upon by another vine
Black haired beauty: 80% Health, being devoured by ceiling appendage

First, what will Trent do?

A) Rush down the purple haired woman and cut her free, his knife should be able to slice the vine before it can reach her and free her as well

B) Draw his gun and fire at the dangling vine, he can try to put a few holes into it before pulling her down to safety

C) Push himself and try to rescue them both, he can unload a clip at the ceiling vine while rushing to cut the other woman free (50% Chance of Success, Success will free both of them, Failure will result in both of them being subjected to their respective fates

Then what will Rebecca do?

D) Help the purple haired woman, Rebecca might be able to use her taser to incinerate the vines (40% chance of Rebecca being captured by vines)

E) Help the black haired woman, Rebecca might not be able to reach the vine but their combined weight might drag her down to safety (60% chance of Rebecca being devoured)

F) Help Trent out with whatever he does, she can lend a helping hand but he can't guarantee her safety (+20% to Trent's success chance, 50% chance of Rebecca being devoured)

G) Stay back and watch from a distance, Rebecca will do the sensible thing for once

B & E- then get arrested for B&E xD!

B) Shoot them vines Tex!

E) Help the black haired woman, she's in worse state, and seems the more 'official' one of them, she may have better info to glean from

A & E, like that one TV channel

A & E like .50 AE

A and E

A,E

A & E

A & E it is! Just locking voting while I start on the next update.

A & E

Trent knew he was never good at making snap decisions. It was why he preferred to stay posted at his computer where he at least had the time and resources to put enough thought into his choices. But with lives on the line, he was required to act on instinct and a gut feeling.

"Rebecca, help the other woman if you can! I'm going after her!" He signaled to the dangling woman as Rebecca's target before focusing on his own self-appointed objective. Thanks to his parkour hobby, the unassuming hacker burst forth with surprising speed, his legs carrying him to the purple haired woman in a matter of seconds.

Before Rebecca had even reached her target, Trent slid with with a quick slice of his knife to cleanly cut the intruding vine from below. He then caught it before the rest of the plant could retract, wrapping it around his left hand before delivering another decisive cut. With that, the rest of the vine retreated back into the ground while still leaving its victim bound to the wall.

"You okay? I'm glad we weren't too late, that was too close." He bashfully stated while beginning to cut through the vines holding her legs. What Trent didn't see was that the woman was nearly humiliated and fighting back tears at nearly suffering such an indignity. She watched him closely with wide eyes only to judge that he meant no harm to her. At least not after saving her and asking if she was okay.

"Aaand there. You should be good now." Trent sawed through the last of the vines holding her left arm aloft while she ripped off the one gagging her. He helped her fall gently to the ground while her massive cleavage bounced upon landing. "Thanks for that. I don't want to think about what could have happened." She shuddered and rubbed her arms together even acknowledging what had nearly happened. "You're really handy with that knife, aren't you? But what're you doing down here? This isn't exactly public property." The office dressed woman asked Trent now that she was safe.

"That's something of a convoluted story. We should check on the others first though." He deflected her question for the moment to look back and see how Rebecca was doing.

Both of the other women were dangling high in the air, but their combined weight had nearly freed the one being engulfed. "Just spit her out! Her ass is too big for you to swallow anyway!" He heard Rebecca yell even as her legs flailed in midair. "NNNMMM!" Muffled protests answered Rebecca just before the predatory plant had reached its limit. The proboscis-like appendage spat out its potential meal and vanished into the ceiling growth.

"Oow!" "OOf!" Rebecca and the other woman landed with a soft thud on the grassy floor, positioned side by side and otherwise unharmed. "My ass was too big? What the hell is that supposed to mean?!" The businesswoman pulled herself up and dusted off her skirt while leering at the reporter that saved her. "What do you think it means? Do you see how your skirt can barely hold it in? Lay off the sweets and hit the gym a little more." Rebecca shot back with a shrug while climbing to her own feet. She brushed off any further remarks with a flourish of her hair and sashaying back towards Trent.

"My ass is too big?! Look at you- Ms. Kirika! You're okay!" The businesswoman was fully prepared to continue sassing Rebecca until she saw her companion standing safely alongside Trent. She seemingly dropped all ill will to approach behind her rescuer with a bright smile after fixing her hair.

"Elena! We're lucky these two happened along." Kirika greeted her fellow businesswoman with a wave and motioned to Trent and Rebecca while she cocked her wide hips. "You still didn't say thank you for stopping that thing from snacking on you." Rebecca snarked with a more playful smile now that they were all together safe and sound. They had moved further back in the tunnel though away from the grassy terrain and hopefully out of the carnivorous plant's reach.

"Ahem. Yes, I suppose you are right. Thank you for the rescue. It's very likely I would could have died without your help." Elena looked Rebecca and extended a hand in appreciation, clearly still insulted and yet willing to swallow her pride. "Not a problem babe. Anything to save that big ass." Rebecca smirked and played the part of the gadfly, but the previously caustic tone of her voice had shifted to one of playful teasing. Elena scoffed and looked away with crossed arms, garnering an entertained smile from Kirika.

"Don't be so sour, Elena. She's obviously teasing." Kiria said with a small chuckle to her companion. "I will consider it, Ma'am." Elena responded with reverence, apparently she was the underling despite appearances. "So what's the deal with you two down here?" Rebecca asked as everyone was beginning to ask the same questions. "That's something we're not at liberty to discuss, but I can assure you we're here on legal grounds. Unlike the two of you." Kirika immediately adopted an official tone corresponding to Rebecca's inquiry, earning a furrowed brow from the reporter.

"That's a great thanks for saving your lives. What legal purpose do you have for walking into a mutant, carnivorous plant?" She continued to pry, but it was apparent the two businesswomen were prepared to stonewall any further questions about the purpose of their presence. So Trent decided to try a different approach.

"Legal or not, it's obviously dangerous down here. This plant isn't natural, a toddler could see that. And the two of you don't seem to be armed so how do you plan on protecting yourselves?" He wanted to know this more than anything to avoid possibly lives on his conscience. "Now there's a sensible question. It's true we're unarmed and there aren't exactly any weapons in the vicinity. So here's what I propose. How about we all introduce ourselves and we hire the two of you as protection get us to our destination. I don't have a death wish, but we can properly compensate you to the tune of $25,000 with a few stipulations. How does that sound?" The purple haired woman offered a five figure sum that nearly knocked Trent on his ass. $25,000 to escort them around down here? What the hell have I gotten myself into???

Rebecca had about the same reaction as Trent before her savvy mind began to ponder how she could use this to her advantage. "And what are these stipulations?" She asked first and foremost. Elena straightened up and walked to Kirika's side to prepare for negotiations. "First is our associates. We have several personnel that never reported safely exiting we need to locate. The number varies from three to six, but if we can get at least three of them out alive, that's a bonus of $5,000 apiece. The same price per person if you're able to get more than 3 more of them out alive. And the last is obvious. We both need to make it out of here alive in order for you to collect the full $25,000. If only one of us make it, that will be cut in half." The businesswoman explained her proposition with a stoic expression, promptly switching to business mode without so much as missing a beat.

Rebecca glanced at Trent with an inquisitive eyebrow, leaving the final decision to him considering he was escorting her in the first place. I mean, can I really say no? There are more people at risk down here and that's a hell of a lot of money....

Trent Reddick
Health: 100%

Inventory: Car keys, Wallet ($200 cash), Trench Knife, M1911 (9/18)

Entourage: Rebecca Chang (Appearance: bit.ly2TuSjXX ): 100% health, notepad and pencil, Wallet, Taser (100%)
Kirika Azumi: 80% Health, Restrained by vines and being encroached upon by another vine
Elena Vellers: 80% Health, being devoured by ceiling appendage

Approval: Rebecca Chang: 35% Friendly Acquaintance
Lara Croft: 35% Friendly Acquaintance
Kirika Azumi: 25% Neutral Acquaintance
Elena Vellers: 25% Neutral Acquaintance

What will Trent and Rebecca do?

A) Agree to the proposition, that's more money than Trent's ever had at one point in his life. (+7% approval with Kirika and Elena)

B) Agree to the proposition with an extra condition, they will provide Rebecca with a non-confidential summary of the existence of the tunnels for her to run a story on at least (+10% approval with Rebecca, +2% approval with Kirika and Elena)

C) Decline their proposition, Trent will escort everyone out now while their safe (-10% approval with Kirika and Elena)

B

B

I am B as well

Go for Broke!

Spoiler:

Alright, we will. With one final condition. You give Rebecca an interview or expose, whatever she request, on these tunnels with non-confidential information." Trent requested with a friendly smile, revealing a bartering side he was quite used to leveraging given his propensity for exchanging information online. Elena visibly simmered at this, but Kirika ordered she stand down with only a glance.

Ever the stoic businesswoman but knowing they had no choice, the voluptuous lavender haired beauty replied, "Fine. But before it's published we get to review the content." Kirika acquiesced to the honestly reasonable demand but of course she had to have the last word. Rebecca then stepped forward to mirror her crossed arms and cocked hips, returning an icy stare she had received all to many times in the past. "Well, I guess I can do that. But no promises that I'll change the content. At least you'll be able to prepare damage control if necessary." The Asian reporter then strutted back toward Trent with a wink, squeezing his arm in appreciation as she passed. Guess she liked that move.

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It had been pure chaos since containment was breached several hours ago. The staff in the unit had been slaughtered after security stood no chance against the BOWs Umbrella had been working in the tunnels. The number of survivors that remained could be counted on two, maybe three hands if one was prudent, but their chances were dwindling of survival were dwindling by the hour in the depths of the labs.

Two beautiful secretaries cowered behind a desk after believing escape might have been a possibility. One was a buxom blonde with a pink skirt and matching heels while the other was a brunette with a flattering ponytail and equally large bust.
(Blonde Secretary:
(Brunette Secretary:

For both of them, their shirts could barely contain their heaving chests while they desperately hid behind an overturned desk. The two members of security that remained with them had just emptied the last of their weapons on a pair of approaching snakes, leaving both pairs utterly defense less. The pair of security guards were a gorgeous pair in way over their heads, barely clothed due to the standard uniform.
(Security guards:

They were currently in an office reminiscent of what a person could find in the standard cubicle setting, a data entry center that would normally be far beyond the scope of a breach. Yet response time had been so late by Umbrella, the staff stood no chance when containment was presumably sabotaged. Now the four women were pinned the rear of the room with two large snake slithering toward them. What made these specimens so terrifying was the lack of scales and skin, exposed muscular tissue propelled them along the ground. A trail of viscera followed in their slithering wakes, demoralizing the four women further as they approached in a horrific sight.

"Why was this stupid fucking 'Project G' ever even a thing?! What was the Director hoping to accomplish anyway??!" The blonde secretary growled in frustration, unintentionally alerting one of the snakes to her presence. It broke apart from its brethren to begin slithering toward the overturned desk while the two security guards tried in vain to draw it back toward them. "Hey, come after us you stupid snakes!" The raven haired security guard called out to no avail. She and her partner were now backed against the wall with the other hostile predator now only two feet from them, well within striking distance.

The pair knew someone wasn't going to make it out alive and so the raven haired guard threw herself forward, sacrificing herself for her partner. "Tak-mmmpph!" She stepped off the wall only to realize the snake had pre-emptively launched itself, engulfing her head before she could even finish her sentence. The security guard was dragged to the ground by the serpent's powerful muscles, jaw unhinging while tendons stretched to begin devouring her. This was where the mutation of lack of skin assisted the BOW. Without the skin of the head and jaw slowing its movements, it began to swallow and devour its meal in a matter of seconds. The guard's pretty head was entirely swallowed and already reaching its throat in only three seconds while her legs thrashed against the floor. Her high heeled boots clacked against the wall with her partner watching in terror all the while.

"Oh my g-mmmffFFF!" The blonde secretary met the same fate after the snake discovered her presence, wrestling her to the ground and dragging her into the open. Her back was facing the ground, leaving her bouncing bust in full view as she was rapidly swallowed. Her brunette friend watched from behind the desk in abject horror, too paralyzed by fear to move at all. Another facet of the horrifying BOWs was that certain muscle tendons would tear due to exposure only to regenerate some few moments later. It wasn't able to heal from large wounds, but this did give it a degree of greater constitution than one might expect from a lack of skin and scales. Even the tendons around their jaws tore when engulfing fattier body parts, audibly ripping alongside the muffled screams of their victims.

Yet just when all seemed lost, a quartet of four new people barged in through the door.

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Trent had heard the screams coming from down the hallway after they'd descended beyond the tunnels masking the true subterranean research center. He had no idea what was going on, but he was still intent on honoring the agreement with Kirika and Elena. But if they just so happened to find a computer with an internet connection, he hadn't made any promises against uploading any wayward data. I'll be on the lookout and should maybe clue in Rebecca so she could distract our escortees if we happen upon a computer.

Luckily he was now armed with a sawn off shotgun they'd found in the arms of a slain member of security. The morbid graverobbing left a bad taste in his mouth, but there really wasn't much a choice. He just had to hope that wasn't going to become a regular thing. Elena had informed him the shotgun had a lot of kick but just as much power. It was 6 gauge, KS-23 shotgun apparently, but he had no idea what that meant. All he knew was that the gun was heavy as hell when loaded so just maybe that equated to it packing an equally hell of a punch. (KS-23 shotgun for you gun nuts:

Trent burst into the room first, shotgun in hand and ready to be aimed. Rebecca followed second with his 1911 already in the air. Elena and Kirika entered last to witness the horrifying BOWs in action, eyes growing wide as they finally realized the full extent of the breach. "What in the fuck?!" Trent was aghast at the sight of the genetically engineered abominations, even more so by the fact they were actively swallowing two innocent people alive.

The only reason Trent didn't immediately leap into action was the sound of something rustling overhead. The entrance to the room sat directly under a grate, presenting the perfect passageway for stealthier predators. In this instance, one of the BOWs dubbed "Rubber Worm" by the staff. It was nothing more than an elongated sack of skin with a circular maw and weak digestive system designed as a capture unit. It preferred dark environments and was capable of compressing itself to fit into normally inaccessible locations such as air vents. But the vents in the labs were designed with dimensions where they could also haul their prey away to fatally digest, an unforeseen consequence in the event of a containment breach.

The grate shot off and landed between Elena and Kirika before the latter found her head engulfed and being hoisted into the air. "NNNNFff!" She screamed and thrashed in the air, skirt open wide for all to see her purple panties. "Aaagggh! Kirika!" Elena collapsed in panic and pointed at the predator while Trent and Rebecca were left with an impossible choice.

Trent Reddick
Health: 100%

Inventory: Car keys, Wallet ($200 cash), Trench Knife, KS-23 shot gun (4/12)

Entourage: Rebecca Chang ( bit.ly/3FC9oUw ): 100% health, notepad and pencil, Wallet, Taser (100%), M1911 (9/18)
Kirika Azumi ( https://bit.ly/3V2PKqp ): 80% Health, Restrained by vines and being encroached upon by another vine
Elena Vellers ( https://bit.ly/3HLIVX3 ): 80% Health, being devoured by ceiling appendage

Approval: Rebecca Chang: 45% Friendly Acquaintance
Lara Croft: 35% Friendly Acquaintance
Kirika Azumi: 27% Neutral Acquaintance
Elena Vellers: 27% Neutral Acquaintance

Primary Objective: Escort Kirika and Elena through the tunnels and labs alive
Secondary Objectives: 1. Escort anyone else they find alive for a bonus reward per person that survives
2. Find data relating to the lab and anything else classified then upload it to a secure server

People in Peril: Blonde Secretary ( https://bit.ly/3YyY0RN ): 80% Health (-25% Health next update unless rescued), Being devoured by Flayed Python
Brunette Secretary ( http://bit.ly/3FC9oUw ): 80% Health, Paralyzed in fear behind desk
Raven haired Security Guard (On the right in this pic: https://bit.ly/3jgd5I1 ): 65% Health (-25% Health next update unless rescued), Being devoured by Flayed Python
Brunette haired Security Guard (On the left in this pic: https://bit.ly/3jgd5I1 ): 65% Health, Watching Flayed Python devour her partner
Kirika Azumi: 80% Health (-10% Health next update unless rescued), Being devoured by Rubber Worm

First, what will Trent do?

A) Unload on the worm eating Kirika, Trent was hired to protect her first and foremost so she'll be his primary object (Trent will rescue Kirika and blow away the Worm with 2 shots)

B) Unload on the snake eating the secretary, she doesn't deserve to be eaten alive (Trent will rescue the blonde and blow away the Python with 3 shots)

C) Unload on the snake devouring the security guard, she's probably too exhausted to fight back (Trent will rescue the security guard and blow away the Python with 3 shots)

Next what will Rebecca do?

D) Help Kirika by firing at the worm, it should be easy for Rebecca at this short range (Rebecca will rescue Kirika and drive off the worm by expending 5 shots)

E) Fire at the snake eating the secretary, Rebecca will keep her distance but she might have to fire several shots to properly injure the BOW (Rebecca will rescue the Secretary by unloading an entire clip, 40% chance of Rebecca being devoured due to the Python turning its attention to her)

F) Fire at the snake devouring the security guard, Rebecca will keep her distance but it might take several shots to properly injure the BOW (Rebecca will rescue the Security Guard by unloading an entire clip, 40% chance of Rebecca being devoured due to the Python turning its attention to her)

hmm... A & E

A & F

A & F

"Goddamn it! Rebeca help one of them if you can, I've got Kirika! Elena stay back as well." Trent guided his other charge back with an outstretched arm then aimed at the exposed part of the worm. Even at this range he didn't have to worry about missing as he pulled the trigger. The shotgun roared with a muzzle flash and blew through half of the worm.

Trent had to redouble his grip or else the firearm would have been blow out of his hands, but it only took a few moments for him to fire again, eviscerating the worm entirely and dropping Kiria to the ground. "Ugh oh god that was too close..." She muttered, peeling herself free of the worm carcass with Elena's help. Trent cut away the last of the worm with his knife while looking back to see how Rebecca was doing.

"Looks like you're in quite a squeeze." The reporter quipped next to the security guard's squirming legs. She stood over the snake with a confident smirk and aimed down before unloading her entire magazine into the snake's spine, nine shots all finding their marks at such close range. The Flayed Python perished from blood loss and massive internal damage only seconds later, leaving its victim still trapped in its maw.

The blonde secretary was left to her fate as the last of her body was swallowed. The Flayed Python's muscle tissue was stretched taught around her ample curves but only for a few moments as its powerful digestive system kicked into action. To compensate for its exposed musculature and organs, it possessed stomach acids capable of breaking down a full grown adult in a matter of seconds as all were horrified to witness. Her muffled screams gave way to drowned gurgles and borborygmis that filled the room with deafening sizzles. Her body was reduced to nutrients with hope of rescue while her friend watched in absolute terror.





To pile onto their misfortune, Trent felt the ground beneath him begin to tremble. A massive tremor tore through the room, threatening to knock everyone off their feet and even tearing cracks into the walls. "Wai-" The still free security guard was cut off by the ground beneath her collapsing, sending her and her fellow guard plummeting into a black abyss. "SHIT!" Rebecca screamed as she found herself standing at the very edge of the collapse. Her arms flailed and failed to reach for a handhold, fearing what might await her descent as she began to fall.

Only a moment later her right arm was caught by two hands in a surefire grip, looking up to see Trent holding her aloft. His face was contorted into an expression of extreme exertion as he had dropped his shotgun and practically dove after Rebecca. "I've got you!" He called out while pulling the Asian reporter higher and higher. She tucked her gun into her skirt and reached up her other arm, allowing Trent to achieve a better grip and hoist her up completely. The two collapsed back with Rebecca practically straddling the well in-over-his-head hacker.

"You never told me you were so good with your hands." Rebecca quipped as both realized his right hand was firmly cupped on her well rounded bottom. "Oh shit. That wasn't...looks like you're ok after all." His face burned beet red for a split second before Trent smirked and pushed the reporter away. "I must say that was quite daring." Elena sauntered up to them while looking him up and down with a newfound respect. "We made the right choice in hiring you." She stated with a nod before turning back to her superior.

"Ming, it's ok. I'm so sorry about Jessica though..." Kirika comforted the cowering secretary and helped her to her feet though watching her friend be eaten and digested alive had taken its toll on her mental state. "We're all gonna die down here." Ming choked back further tears and latched onto Kirika's arm, refusing to let go even after all the action had ceased. "What in the fuck caused that tremor?! Raccoon doesn't get earthquakes like that." Trent asked out of immediate concern then recalled the conditions of their partnership. "And that's not trying to pry before you say anything. I need to know if there's something that's a threat." He quickly appended to cover himself.

Elena's eyes narrowed for a moment, but she looked to Kirika to provide an answer if any. "To be frank, I'm not sure. We conduct research for the betterment of humanity, but there's nothing nuclear if that's your concern." The purple haired business woman wasn't exactly evasive, but she wasn't forthcoming with information either. Trent suspected she had an idea, but they would probably have to confirm her alleged suspicions first. Corporate bullshit through and through. This is exactly why I hate Capitalist America.

With a new addition to their entourage, they were one step closer to the bonus with neither Kirika or Elena worse for wear. He recovered his shotgun and dared to peek outside only to confirm there was no going back. The hallway they had entered from was caved in with rocks and concrete from the ceiling overhead. "Yeah that checks out." Trent sighed before motioning for the others to follow him. The only path awaiting them was a pristine white hallway that branched out in various directions as they were still located in the offices. "I don't suppose you ladies would have an idea where to go next?" Trent asked given his unfamiliarity with the compound....



Trent Reddick
Health: 100%

Inventory: Car keys, Wallet ($200 cash), Trench Knife, KS-23 shot gun (4/10)

Entourage: Rebecca Chang ( bit.ly/3FC9oUw ): 100% health, notepad and pencil, Wallet, Taser (100%), M1911 (9/9)
Kirika Azumi ( https://bit.ly/3V2PKqp ): 80% Health, Unarmed
Elena Vellers ( https://bit.ly/3HLIVX3 ): 80% Health, Unarmed
Ming-Fa Song ( http://bit.ly/3FC9oUw ): 80% Health, Unarmed; Anxious (May impact her ability to perform certain actions or act impulsively)

Approval: Rebecca Chang: 45% Friendly Acquaintance
Lara Croft: 35% Friendly Acquaintance
Kirika Azumi: 27% Neutral Acquaintance
Elena Vellers: 27% Neutral Acquaintance
Ming-Fa Song: 20% Neutral Acquaintance

Primary Objective: Escort Kirika and Elena through the tunnels and labs alive
Secondary Objectives: 1. Escort anyone else they find alive for a bonus reward per person that survives
2. Find data relating to the lab and anything else classified then upload it to a secure server

First, who will John watch closest while they proceed?
A) Rebecca (+5% Approval)
B) Elena (+5% Approval)
C) Kirika (+5% Approval)
D Ming (+7% Approval)

And who will John keep an eye on secondly?
1) Rebecca (+3% Approval)
2) Elena (+3% Approval)
3) Kirika (+3% Approval)
4 Ming (+5% Approval)

Note: These choices may have consequences besides just raising approval....
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"Keep the door secured!" One of several women in seductive office attire yelled while desperately pressing her back to the office door. One of the gamma hunters had escaped containment and was trying to force its way inside to gorge itself on their voluptuous bodies. The tremor that rocked the underground compound had weakened the tanks for the gammas, allowing them to break free at last. The initial breach had happened possibly hours ago, but it was impossible to tell how long exactly.

The woman that shouted had two toned hair that curled black and red, styled to two long braids around her shoulders. Small hair ties held them in place at the end while her heaving bosom gasped for hair. Her white shirt had become almost entirely unbuttoned from her exertions, revealing her enormous breasts and lacy black bra. Black glasses barely clung to the bridge of her nose as the black pendant around her neck was nestled firmly in her cleavage. Her black skirt was spread wide by her thick legs, covered in black stockings that stopped mid thigh. Black heels completed her ensemble, further displaying this particular location's penchant for hiring drop dead gorgeous women. Her name was Cerise Darling and things appeared very dire.



Just next to her a blonde with black hair ornaments was as dedicated to fighting for survival and clad in similar attire. Her shirt was just as open though her hair was long and golden blonde by comparison. It hung and covered her left eye from time to time, obscuring her black framed glasses. Her black skirt was the same length with pantyhose rather than stockings worn underneath. Her black heels were also more plain compared to Cerise's open toed style, but they didn't detract from her seductive outfit. Cynthia Madison was her name and she too feared for her life.



The third and highest ranking secretary was a woman with a striking visage. Her hair was purple and flowed with long locks down past the small of her back. Her eyes were also a singular grayish white color with no visible pupils. She wore a black choker emblazoned with a metallic leaf around her neck, a memento from her deceased husband. Her pink blouse was also partially transparent, revealing her lacy black bra while the buttons of the top barely contained her curves. Her skirt was even shorter than the other two's, stopping just above her mid thigh. A black garter belt held up her black stockings while her heels stood firm on the ground. Hina Takahashi's unique appearance was the result of cosmetic's research in the compound, the cosmetics department being where all of these women worked. Hina was offered a unique process to change her eye and hair color, resulting in the ethereal beauty she possessed. Though like many Umbrella projects, the route was never mass replicated and she was the only successful recipient. Not that her unique looks did her any good cornered in the empty office as they were.



"That stupid Doctor! I know he's responsible for this!" The last of the four women shouted with an exotic accent, her brown eyes narrowing on the door in rage. She wore a very revealing dress that was more akin to a sheet folded around her body than anything else. A small strap wound around her neck and hid her nipples while leaving the rest of her buxom breasts fully exposed. Her hair was tied up into a proper bun while wearing a decorative necklace and matching bronze colored belt. Overall, her body rivaled the curviness of the other women and possibly even slightly outdid them. She wore no bra but white panties could be seen from the right angle under her dress. Bronze colored heels also clacked with each step on the tiled floor as the wealthy heiress paced about in fear. This was Emilia Gionne, a high ranking officer in the Tricell corporation and heir to the Gionne fortune.



She was 28 years old and the oldest of three sisters who all wanted a share in the fortune. Emilia loved her younger sisters Excella and Aurora, but they were greedy and conniving with only their own self interests at heart. She was trying her best to guide them since their parents had perished in a plane crash a year and a half prior, but she was rapidly losing them to their own greed. Now she was trapped in this godforsaken underground compound during what was supposed to be a routine visit. She hadn't known Umbrella was conducting such outright evil experiments with so little regard for human life. She'd been charmed by that damned Doctor Genova....

With Cerise and Cynthia occupied at the door, Hina stood at the center of the room and watched Emilia pace with intense fervor. Another by-product of Hina's procedure that she'd kept to herself was the development of a kind of 'sixth sense' that precluded something unexpected, usually peril. She'd made the mistake of jaywalking one day and learned from experience what the brief flash of pain behind her eyes meant. It wasn't something she could consciously control nor was it constant if the ongoing situation was dangerous. It was mainly when something major was about to happen like the Breach. She was able to get Emilia, Cerise, Cynthia, and herself to safety because of it.

This was the first time she was feeling the throbbing behind her eyes since the initial Breach so something was about to happen in the room she'd wager...

Hina Takahashi
Health: 90%

Inventory: Nothing

Entourage: Cerise Darling: 90% Health, Unarmed
Cynthia Madison: 90% Health, Unarmed
Emilia Gionne: 90% Health, Unarmed

Who will Hina move to assist before anything might happen?

E) Cerise and Cynthia at the door, they look like they've got it secured for the moment but the gamma could be crafty...

F) Emilia, Hina just has a feeling something might be watching them and her specifically.....

D,3

and

F

Hina's so damn pretty xD