Jungle Trail
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Jungle Trail
Branches underfoot snap and bend as Catherine Miller pushes on through the brush and overgrowth of the Caribbean Jungle, hoping the thick overgrowth would impede the tracking capabilities of the Hunter Alphas and be too tough for the regular infected to wander through.
Cat was very tall and voluptuous for an Asian woman. She stood at about 5'9, and had a curvaceous silhouette with large breasts as well as thick and shapely legs. She was under equipped at a glance, wearing little than an orange thong bikini with white trim, a green vietnam style flak vest, and matching combat boots, but the knife strapped to her calf, the handgun she had holstered to her left thigh and the Automatic Carbine rifle hanging over her right shoulder spoke a different story.
She stepped out of the woodline, clapping her ass; which jiggled from the lack of coverage- only a thin strap of orange wedged between both of her cheeks. "Next time, I'm bringing my shorts to the beach..." Cat sighed, swiping off damp leaves that clung to her smooth, shiny body. The jungle heat gave her smooth, silky skin a glistening sheen, but her long, raven black hair still looked great in that high ponytail of hers. Her light brown eyes glanced about the tropical trail ahead of her, a service road perchance?
She was reminded of Newman from Jurassic Park, not that it was Wayne Knight's correct role for the medium, when he got lost in that storm. She half expected to see the flashy Jeep careened in a ditch not too far from where she stood, had such a work of fiction been real, though the themes which took place and the current location set the mood pretty well enough for the 23 year old woman. She stepped out into the muddy road, her shiny, curvy form jiggling as she walked onto the path holding the Assault Rifle. "Okay Cat, which way is back to civilization?" She asked herself out loud, her cool, silky voice matching her sexy and suave appearance.
Cat was very tall and voluptuous for an Asian woman. She stood at about 5'9, and had a curvaceous silhouette with large breasts as well as thick and shapely legs. She was under equipped at a glance, wearing little than an orange thong bikini with white trim, a green vietnam style flak vest, and matching combat boots, but the knife strapped to her calf, the handgun she had holstered to her left thigh and the Automatic Carbine rifle hanging over her right shoulder spoke a different story.
She stepped out of the woodline, clapping her ass; which jiggled from the lack of coverage- only a thin strap of orange wedged between both of her cheeks. "Next time, I'm bringing my shorts to the beach..." Cat sighed, swiping off damp leaves that clung to her smooth, shiny body. The jungle heat gave her smooth, silky skin a glistening sheen, but her long, raven black hair still looked great in that high ponytail of hers. Her light brown eyes glanced about the tropical trail ahead of her, a service road perchance?
She was reminded of Newman from Jurassic Park, not that it was Wayne Knight's correct role for the medium, when he got lost in that storm. She half expected to see the flashy Jeep careened in a ditch not too far from where she stood, had such a work of fiction been real, though the themes which took place and the current location set the mood pretty well enough for the 23 year old woman. She stepped out into the muddy road, her shiny, curvy form jiggling as she walked onto the path holding the Assault Rifle. "Okay Cat, which way is back to civilization?" She asked herself out loud, her cool, silky voice matching her sexy and suave appearance.
Catherine Miller- Level 1 'Guest'
- Posts : 6
Join date : 2023-07-22
Character Profile
Character Type: Survivor
Condition: 'Fine'
Ailments :
Other Ailments (Type it in):
Current Condition HP (5/5) :
(5/5)
Endurance/O2/Grip Strength (Depletes every turn):
(120/120)
Inventory:Inventory Type & Total Number or % Ammunition (Bullets, Shells, etc) Special Ammunition (Flare, Rockets, Grenades) Healing Items (Herbs, Medicine, F.A. Spray) Important Items (Lockpicks, Keys, Key Items, etc) Victims (B.O.W.)
Current Ranged Magazine Counter (Self Edit):
(30/30)
Secondary Ranged Magazine Counter (Dual Wield/Secondary):
(16/15)
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Re: Jungle Trail
Catherine Miller wrote:Branches underfoot snap and bend as Catherine Miller pushes on through the brush and overgrowth of the Caribbean Jungle, hoping the thick overgrowth would impede the tracking capabilities of the Hunter Alphas and be too tough for the regular infected to wander through.
Cat was very tall and voluptuous for an Asian woman. She stood at about 5'9, and had a curvaceous silhouette with large breasts as well as thick and shapely legs. She was under equipped at a glance, wearing little than an orange thong bikini with white trim, a green vietnam style flak vest, and matching combat boots, but the knife strapped to her calf, the handgun she had holstered to her left thigh and the Automatic Carbine rifle hanging over her right shoulder spoke a different story.
She stepped out of the woodline, clapping her ass; which jiggled from the lack of coverage- only a thin strap of orange wedged between both of her cheeks. "Next time, I'm bringing my shorts to the beach..." Cat sighed, swiping off damp leaves that clung to her smooth, shiny body. The jungle heat gave her smooth, silky skin a glistening sheen, but her long, raven black hair still looked great in that high ponytail of hers. Her light brown eyes glanced about the tropical trail ahead of her, a service road perchance?
She was reminded of Newman from Jurassic Park, not that it was Wayne Knight's correct role for the medium, when he got lost in that storm. She half expected to see the flashy Jeep careened in a ditch not too far from where she stood, had such a work of fiction been real, though the themes which took place and the current location set the mood pretty well enough for the 23 year old woman. She stepped out into the muddy road, her shiny, curvy form jiggling as she walked onto the path holding the Assault Rifle. "Okay Cat, which way is back to civilization?" She asked herself out loud, her cool, silky voice matching her sexy and suave appearance.
"Nnnnnph!" A buxom blonde screamed in the maw of a giant hippo after being snatched off the bank of the river. Felisha Devereaux was a visiting tourist to the Carribean who had woken up in the middle of the jungle without recent memories. She didn't know how she'd wound up there and now she was being eaten by freaking hippo! She was a pretty blonde girl with long hair that flowed past the small of her back with toned arms and legs. She was extremely voluptuous with the largest breasts of anyone she knew, held in by a light blue tank top. A white miniskit and matching pumps completed her ensembled as her long legs kicked through the air, showing off her white thong beneath the skirt.
Her hair was matted inside the voracious gullet of the predator, hunger driving it mad as it swallowed her whole. She tried to kick and scream for help but no one was around to hear here, or so it seemed....
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Gulp...gulp...gulp...
Catherine guzzled down part of the contents of her canteen, letting out a soft sigh and a gentle wipe of her lips with the back her hand as she walked along the jungle trail. She could make out faint treads in the mud, so she assumed she'd be headed to somewhere where there were potentially people and a car; hopefully a sat phone so she could contact the others.
Sweat rolled down the woman's exposed, soft, peachy flesh, as well as moisture from the wet humidity of the jungle environment. "God it feels hotter in the shade..." she moaned, before wiping her brow. She looked down at the rifle in her hands, taken off one of those new Umbrella guys, 'UBCS Marine One'. What was their deal? Killing people on sight isn't their M.O., thats usually USS's job... Cat thought, before the sound of a woman's scream shot a shiver down her spine! "What the?!" gasped Cat, taking the M4 in both hands and sprinted towards the sound of the cries, now becoming fainter! Whatever's got her is either dragging her off- She began as she cut through the thick brush, breaking tree limbs with her thick, shapely body and combat boots. She could hear a river flowing, and ended up stumbling off a bank and into the thigh deep cool waters with a splash when her unique, brown eyes fell upon the sight of something she did not expect, just as her thoughts finished:
-or swallowing her alive!
In front of her, she could make out the trace of a blonde girl sliding down the large gullet of what looked like... a Hippo? She was in disbelief, as she never believed she'd encounter such an animal in the Caribbean, let alone a T Infected or G-Virus infected one! It was far larger than it should be, and its massive tusks look more serrated and deadlier thanks to the mutation it got from the Virus. Large crimson eyes flashed her direction as she watched it jerk its head back, kicking pumps and a white thong clad ass vanishing in a matter of seconds as the creature blinked and swallowed deeply!
"Lord love a duck..." spat Cat as she raised the M4 and quickly fired the automatic weapon into the direction of the beast in sustained bursts, swiftly backing up to the bank to put as much distance between her and the beast as possible!
Catherine guzzled down part of the contents of her canteen, letting out a soft sigh and a gentle wipe of her lips with the back her hand as she walked along the jungle trail. She could make out faint treads in the mud, so she assumed she'd be headed to somewhere where there were potentially people and a car; hopefully a sat phone so she could contact the others.
Sweat rolled down the woman's exposed, soft, peachy flesh, as well as moisture from the wet humidity of the jungle environment. "God it feels hotter in the shade..." she moaned, before wiping her brow. She looked down at the rifle in her hands, taken off one of those new Umbrella guys, 'UBCS Marine One'. What was their deal? Killing people on sight isn't their M.O., thats usually USS's job... Cat thought, before the sound of a woman's scream shot a shiver down her spine! "What the?!" gasped Cat, taking the M4 in both hands and sprinted towards the sound of the cries, now becoming fainter! Whatever's got her is either dragging her off- She began as she cut through the thick brush, breaking tree limbs with her thick, shapely body and combat boots. She could hear a river flowing, and ended up stumbling off a bank and into the thigh deep cool waters with a splash when her unique, brown eyes fell upon the sight of something she did not expect, just as her thoughts finished:
-or swallowing her alive!
In front of her, she could make out the trace of a blonde girl sliding down the large gullet of what looked like... a Hippo? She was in disbelief, as she never believed she'd encounter such an animal in the Caribbean, let alone a T Infected or G-Virus infected one! It was far larger than it should be, and its massive tusks look more serrated and deadlier thanks to the mutation it got from the Virus. Large crimson eyes flashed her direction as she watched it jerk its head back, kicking pumps and a white thong clad ass vanishing in a matter of seconds as the creature blinked and swallowed deeply!
"Lord love a duck..." spat Cat as she raised the M4 and quickly fired the automatic weapon into the direction of the beast in sustained bursts, swiftly backing up to the bank to put as much distance between her and the beast as possible!
Catherine Miller- Level 1 'Guest'
- Posts : 6
Join date : 2023-07-22
Character Profile
Character Type: Survivor
Condition: 'Fine'
Ailments :
Other Ailments (Type it in):
Current Condition HP (5/5) :
(5/5)
Endurance/O2/Grip Strength (Depletes every turn):
(120/120)
Inventory:Inventory Type & Total Number or % Ammunition (Bullets, Shells, etc) Special Ammunition (Flare, Rockets, Grenades) Healing Items (Herbs, Medicine, F.A. Spray) Important Items (Lockpicks, Keys, Key Items, etc) Victims (B.O.W.)
Current Ranged Magazine Counter (Self Edit):
(30/30)
Secondary Ranged Magazine Counter (Dual Wield/Secondary):
(16/15)
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Re: Jungle Trail
Catherine Miller wrote:Gulp...gulp...gulp...
Catherine guzzled down part of the contents of her canteen, letting out a soft sigh and a gentle wipe of her lips with the back her hand as she walked along the jungle trail. She could make out faint treads in the mud, so she assumed she'd be headed to somewhere where there were potentially people and a car; hopefully a sat phone so she could contact the others.
Sweat rolled down the woman's exposed, soft, peachy flesh, as well as moisture from the wet humidity of the jungle environment. "God it feels hotter in the shade..." she moaned, before wiping her brow. She looked down at the rifle in her hands, taken off one of those new Umbrella guys, 'UBCS Marine One'. What was their deal? Killing people on sight isn't their M.O., thats usually USS's job... Cat thought, before the sound of a woman's scream shot a shiver down her spine! "What the?!" gasped Cat, taking the M4 in both hands and sprinted towards the sound of the cries, now becoming fainter! Whatever's got her is either dragging her off- She began as she cut through the thick brush, breaking tree limbs with her thick, shapely body and combat boots. She could hear a river flowing, and ended up stumbling off a bank and into the thigh deep cool waters with a splash when her unique, brown eyes fell upon the sight of something she did not expect, just as her thoughts finished:
-or swallowing her alive!
In front of her, she could make out the trace of a blonde girl sliding down the large gullet of what looked like... a Hippo? She was in disbelief, as she never believed she'd encounter such an animal in the Caribbean, let alone a T Infected or G-Virus infected one! It was far larger than it should be, and its massive tusks look more serrated and deadlier thanks to the mutation it got from the Virus. Large crimson eyes flashed her direction as she watched it jerk its head back, kicking pumps and a white thong clad ass vanishing in a matter of seconds as the creature blinked and swallowed deeply!
"Lord love a duck..." spat Cat as she raised the M4 and quickly fired the automatic weapon into the direction of the beast in sustained bursts, swiftly backing up to the bank to put as much distance between her and the beast as possible!
The mutated hippo swallowed its first meal in a matter of seconds then caught sight of the shapely Cat further away. Its ravenous hunger drove it to charge her, tough hide shrugging off her bullets. Felisha screamed inside its stomach but was helpless as she was deposited into its first stomach, feeling the thundering steps of the hippo as it charged.
Jagged tusks tore into the jungle floor as it dragged them at Cat, who narrowly avoided its goring attack by diving to the side. It rammed into a tree and found its tusks stuck, struggling to pull them free the bark. It only last a few moments though as wooden shrapnel was thrown in every direction. Splinters were embedded across the area followed by a roar that spat out a white pump that landed near Cat. The hippo let out a savage roar before charging its potential prey again!
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"Shit-shit! What I wouldn't give for- Damian's, Elephant gun, right now!" She spat between dodging and rolling to avoid both the Hippopotamus' goring attacks and the splintering palm wood that exploded throughout the jungle floor!
Bright sun rays cascaded down through the haze of humidity, as did the cordite smoke from Cat's assault weapon as she discharged another helpless burst in response to the creature's charge! Shit, these five-five sixes aren't penetrating that thick hide! Not heavy enough to pierce the flesh nor it's skull! She noted, after peppering its head and side with bloody holes from the highspeed bullets of the M4. Cat ejected the spent magazine, the mag pull device allowing her a swifter ejection and she was reloaded again in seconds.
My handgun won't do anything either if the rifle can't pierce shit. My knife can cut through anything I can feasibly put my weight through, but I'm not about to face a man-eating Hippo with just my unbreakable knife! She told herself as the beast roared her direction, or... belched? She noted the slimy white high heel as it flew across the humid air between them, almost hitting the Asian woman in the face! She looked at it and the back to the beast, leveling the red dot's sight close to the creature's right eye. "Still hungry even after such a big meal? Gluttonous bastard...!" She says, squeezing off more rounds via the M4's far more accurate semi-automatic firing mode! She was hoping to either blind it, or maybe bypass the thicker parts of the skull entirely with a lucky shot!
She found sitting around to take the perfect shot a little harder in practice as the bulky yet swift animal managed to charge at a 20mph or so pace her direction again even with a bulging neck and stomach where she could make out the curvaceous woman it ate squirming! Cat bobbed and weaved however in time again, but found herself crawling up a tree, legs spread wide between branches, showing off her thick inner thighs and the beauty mark to the upper left of her crotch above her low orange bikini thong bottoms; training the AR down and plugging a few more holes into the beast below to try and ward it off!
Bright sun rays cascaded down through the haze of humidity, as did the cordite smoke from Cat's assault weapon as she discharged another helpless burst in response to the creature's charge! Shit, these five-five sixes aren't penetrating that thick hide! Not heavy enough to pierce the flesh nor it's skull! She noted, after peppering its head and side with bloody holes from the highspeed bullets of the M4. Cat ejected the spent magazine, the mag pull device allowing her a swifter ejection and she was reloaded again in seconds.
My handgun won't do anything either if the rifle can't pierce shit. My knife can cut through anything I can feasibly put my weight through, but I'm not about to face a man-eating Hippo with just my unbreakable knife! She told herself as the beast roared her direction, or... belched? She noted the slimy white high heel as it flew across the humid air between them, almost hitting the Asian woman in the face! She looked at it and the back to the beast, leveling the red dot's sight close to the creature's right eye. "Still hungry even after such a big meal? Gluttonous bastard...!" She says, squeezing off more rounds via the M4's far more accurate semi-automatic firing mode! She was hoping to either blind it, or maybe bypass the thicker parts of the skull entirely with a lucky shot!
She found sitting around to take the perfect shot a little harder in practice as the bulky yet swift animal managed to charge at a 20mph or so pace her direction again even with a bulging neck and stomach where she could make out the curvaceous woman it ate squirming! Cat bobbed and weaved however in time again, but found herself crawling up a tree, legs spread wide between branches, showing off her thick inner thighs and the beauty mark to the upper left of her crotch above her low orange bikini thong bottoms; training the AR down and plugging a few more holes into the beast below to try and ward it off!
Catherine Miller- Level 1 'Guest'
- Posts : 6
Join date : 2023-07-22
Character Profile
Character Type: Survivor
Condition: 'Fine'
Ailments :
Other Ailments (Type it in):
Current Condition HP (5/5) :
(5/5)
Endurance/O2/Grip Strength (Depletes every turn):
(120/120)
Inventory:Inventory Type & Total Number or % Ammunition (Bullets, Shells, etc) Special Ammunition (Flare, Rockets, Grenades) Healing Items (Herbs, Medicine, F.A. Spray) Important Items (Lockpicks, Keys, Key Items, etc) Victims (B.O.W.)
Current Ranged Magazine Counter (Self Edit):
(30/30)
Secondary Ranged Magazine Counter (Dual Wield/Secondary):
(16/15)
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Re: Jungle Trail
Catherine Miller wrote:"Shit-shit! What I wouldn't give for- Damian's, Elephant gun, right now!" She spat between dodging and rolling to avoid both the Hippopotamus' goring attacks and the splintering palm wood that exploded throughout the jungle floor!
Bright sun rays cascaded down through the haze of humidity, as did the cordite smoke from Cat's assault weapon as she discharged another helpless burst in response to the creature's charge! Shit, these five-five sixes aren't penetrating that thick hide! Not heavy enough to pierce the flesh nor it's skull! She noted, after peppering its head and side with bloody holes from the highspeed bullets of the M4. Cat ejected the spent magazine, the mag pull device allowing her a swifter ejection and she was reloaded again in seconds.
My handgun won't do anything either if the rifle can't pierce shit. My knife can cut through anything I can feasibly put my weight through, but I'm not about to face a man-eating Hippo with just my unbreakable knife! She told herself as the beast roared her direction, or... belched? She noted the slimy white high heel as it flew across the humid air between them, almost hitting the Asian woman in the face! She looked at it and the back to the beast, leveling the red dot's sight close to the creature's right eye. "Still hungry even after such a big meal? Gluttonous bastard...!" She says, squeezing off more rounds via the M4's far more accurate semi-automatic firing mode! She was hoping to either blind it, or maybe bypass the thicker parts of the skull entirely with a lucky shot!
She found sitting around to take the perfect shot a little harder in practice as the bulky yet swift animal managed to charge at a 20mph or so pace her direction again even with a bulging neck and stomach where she could make out the curvaceous woman it ate squirming! Cat bobbed and weaved however in time again, but found herself crawling up a tree, legs spread wide between branches, showing off her thick inner thighs and the beauty mark to the upper left of her crotch above her low orange bikini thong bottoms; training the AR down and plugging a few more holes into the beast below to try and ward it off!
Seeing its potential prey climbing the tree awakened a slumbering rage in the hippo as it charged Cat's position with frenzied eyes. Its jagged tusks rammed into the tree and sent massive reverberations ringing throughout the bark, violently shaking the branches while it began to shred the base of the tree. The mutant pachyderm thrashed its tusks left and right, shearing away portions of the tree's base until it struggled to remain aloft.
The mutations then elicited a reaction that none could have foreseen next. Rearing its head back, the hippo then let out a primal roar that normally wouldn't be possible. The sound was powerful enough to shake the trees around Cat and possibly damage her ear drums if she didn't protect them. Its massive reserve of air allowed this to continue for several seconds in an attempt to force its prey to the ground!
Within the stomach, Felisha temporarily lay facedown and unconscious. Her top and skirt had already started to dissolve due to their cheap materials as her body was kneaded toward the back of the chamber. "Unh...wuh?" The buxom blonde moaned as she came to, awakened by the contracting muscles around her. She couldn't even think before she found her head forced through a thick wall of muscle that only opened to let her head through.
"Wh-what's happening?!" She cried as she found herself trapped in the transition from the first stomach to second, breasts too large to squeeze through for the moment. Her large ass wiggled on the other side of the stomach wall, feet feebly splashing in a shallow pool of digestive acid that burned her skin. "Why is this happening to me?!!" The blonde screamed and began to cry in her hopeless situation...
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Re: Jungle Trail
"Wooah, woah!" Catherine announced as she struggled to keep her bearings, her legs still spread between both branches as the tree shook violently! She kept firing her M4 however, to try and deter the beast and for the most part it had been working! Or so she thought. As soon as it stopped ramming the tree it let out a powerful roar, a painful ear screeching roar that made the woman cringe! "Aaaagh, what the fuck is this?!" She spat, her rifle shot going wild, the screech so bad it actually fractured the lens of her scope! The crack in the lense and the feeling of pain creeping into her ears made Cat not only peel her head away from the scope, but drop the weapon to instinctively cover and shield her ears from the painful emission from hippo! "Ack, fuck!"
The woman cringed, one light brown eye glaring down at the hangry hangry hippo beneath her! She could see the stomach swelling, movement shifting side to side, the woman who was eaten was still alive! There's still time to save her but damn! Dammit, this things got more abilities than I bargained for! She thought, gritting her porcelain teeth while pressing her back against the trunk of the tree, covering her ears. She had to think of a way to defeat this thing with her rifle now somewhere in the brush below!
The woman cringed, one light brown eye glaring down at the hangry hangry hippo beneath her! She could see the stomach swelling, movement shifting side to side, the woman who was eaten was still alive! There's still time to save her but damn! Dammit, this things got more abilities than I bargained for! She thought, gritting her porcelain teeth while pressing her back against the trunk of the tree, covering her ears. She had to think of a way to defeat this thing with her rifle now somewhere in the brush below!
Catherine Miller- Level 1 'Guest'
- Posts : 6
Join date : 2023-07-22
Character Profile
Character Type: Survivor
Condition: 'Fine'
Ailments :
Other Ailments (Type it in):
Current Condition HP (5/5) :
(5/5)
Endurance/O2/Grip Strength (Depletes every turn):
(120/120)
Inventory:Inventory Type & Total Number or % Ammunition (Bullets, Shells, etc) Special Ammunition (Flare, Rockets, Grenades) Healing Items (Herbs, Medicine, F.A. Spray) Important Items (Lockpicks, Keys, Key Items, etc) Victims (B.O.W.)
Current Ranged Magazine Counter (Self Edit):
(30/30)
Secondary Ranged Magazine Counter (Dual Wield/Secondary):
(16/15)
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