Return of the Horny Dead

[Philosopher]

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_{With the power invested in me by the previous GM and creator of this roleplay, I, Philosopher, have made this remake of the thread so the new and still interested participants may keep participating in a forum thread which I have more control over.
This is the link to the previous thread: http://www.legendofkrystal.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=25&t=3653}

Return of the Horny Dead
It has been several years since the event known as The Outbreak. No one ever managed to discover where the disease came from, and nor was there ever a cure developed to counteract it, however all knew the symptoms within hours of the cataclysm: infected individuals, whom contracted the disease right at the onset or later got it from being bitten, even if they were hale and hearty and without a previous illness seemed to slowly shut down and drop dead. Only, afterwards they wouldn't stay down for long; as the virus seemed to reanimate any and all necrotic tissue. Be it the corpses of beloved friends and family to the carcasses of the street animals and complete strangers, all of the dead upon the surface of the world ressurected as shambling shells, monsters with the figure of their previous lives, with the only ambition to chase down the living and consume their flesh raw.
Zombies, as anyone could tell from the description. Wandering dead straight out of the worst horror stories, these mockeries of life rampaged across all the major cities and pillaged the men and women trapped within. The hordes never ended, as each person that received even a small nibble from one of the infected would merely succumb to the curse and become one later on. However, as men is wont to do we survived. We fled the cities we once called home and stumbled about the wilderness in small groups of survivors, feeding off of the scraps we could find and stealing from the supplies of other groups whenever we could. Survival was the name of the game, and in such contests innocence was quick to leave, especially as those weak from refusing to embrace their darkness merely became food for the never tiring dead.
Now, you are merely one of many survivors fleeing the dead and other men that have fallen to primal savagery. In your travels you have come across the city of Kellington, and you venture into the city in hopes of finding dearly needed supplies so you may continue living. However, as you venture into the city you realize that The Cursed Ones, the infected, are different here. They no longer hunger for flesh... and in turn seemed to be consumed by a never-ending lust, which they do not hesitate to throw against others. Despite the danger of rape, of becoming a mere hole for the undead to thrust into and sate their unending libidos, you still decide to brave the city's depths and, if all turns well, even settle down in this region plagued by a different kind of danger. After all, lust-addled corpses are supposed to be easier to deal with than cannibalistic zombies right?

[Philosopher]

Active Character Roster

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Character Sheet:
[b]Name[/b]: [Last name] ["Nickname"] [First Name]
[b]Age[/b]: [Due to the mature and explicit material that will be included in this thread, all characters are encouraged to be (19 years old) or above]
[b]Gender[/b]: [Male] or [Female]
[b]Sexuality[/b]: [Hetero-], [Homo-], [Bi-], etc.
[b]Appearance[/b]: [Profile Picture (obligatory)], [Physical Description (optional)]
[b]Bio[/b]: [Origin], [Reaction to Outbreak], [Reason for coming to Kellington]
[b]Skills[/b]: [8 Skills Maximum, must be Bio-compliant.]

NOTE: All people interested in joining this roleplay must send their character sheets to me through a Private Message, titled as "The Return: Request". This is so we do not clutter up any threads on the forum and keep a better check of any changes made to the suggested profiles. People whom had already been accepted and desire to continue this roleplay must also message me so I can add their characters to the roster.

ADDENDUM: So I can keep track of the active participants, there will be a seven character limit to this roster. CURRENTLY THERE IS ONLY ONE SPOT AVAILABLE.

"The Courtesan" Farah:

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Name: "The Courtesan" Farah
Age: 43
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Bio:
Farah had a normal life, if one may call it that. She was a child of the privilege, always having everything handed down to her with little to no effort, merely having to ask and tell her many servants to do what she whatever she wishes. She was disowned by her parents when she was 16 after being caught sucking off one of her parent's prized racing stallions.
After getting kicked out, Farah began her life as a prostitute, having many sexual encounters with older rich men looking to feel young for a night, cocky jocks that want to spend their parents' money for a quick fuck, or, her favorite, virgin boys that pool their money together for a gangbang experience. As the years went by, Farah became very famous for her services and later became a famous porn actress in very kinky pornos. Bestiality, gangbangs, female domination and so much more.
After the infection spread throughout all of America, Farah has been using her experience to trade sexual favors with supplies and/or protection, something that has been working very well for her.
Skills:
3+ High Immune System: Resistance to infection (meaning it'll take longer for infection to increase :3)
2+ Steady Head: As a high-quality cortesan Farah should have an easy to stimulate body from years of pleasure. Thus, while she won't exactly turn horny at the drop of a hat she will be more affected by lust attacks. In turn however she doesn't lose her rationality when drowning in pleasure; otherwise she can be orgasming yet still remain aware of her surroundings.
2+ Domination: (meaning that even though Farah is surrounded, she can switch it on the others, jacking them off instead of being forced to do what they want; if I can)
3+ All Night Long: Farah has more reserves of energy than usual, and can run, leap and fuck for hours longer than the average Joe/Jane.

Starr "Lollipop Chainsaw" Julie:

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Name: Julie Star
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: Overwear-
Underwear-
Bio: Julie was a cheerleader for her school when the infection hit. She had always been a free-spirited carefree girly-girl, and the infection didn't change her. While it certainly is impractical and unnecessary, she puts makeup on each morning and wears minimal clothing. When she first saw one of the undead, she left town as quickly as possible in a haze of fear, grabbing her father's chainsaw on her way out. As she was leaving, she found her boyfriend, Nicholas, dead in the street. From that point on, she her anger overcame her fear for the hordes that surrounded her. She set off on a mad rampage, slaughtering everything in sight and with no regard for her own well being. After days of this rampage, she realized that her chainsaw was nearly out of juice. Luckily for her, a survivor had recently been killed not too far from where she was, and he carried useful items that helped her get started in the new world, including a handgun and combat knife. Now she lives in half-fear, half-anger, trying to get through each day and hoping for a future without these abominations.
Skills- Sharp melee weapons- 5
Acrobatics- 5

Genjyou "The Judge" Kako

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Name: Genjyo "The Judge" Kako
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: Only thing I'd add is she wears a military style coat hanging off her shoulders, with a bronze chain connecting the collar so it doesn't simply fly off.
Bio: Before the beginning of "The Outbreak", Kako was a student of a prodigious academy. Her academic scores were average, but her athletic skills and physical prowess were nothing to be laughed at. It was however her moral sense of justice and intimidating persona which she was most recognized for. She had been made head of her academy's disciplinary committee after a quick bout with a group of the school's group of delinquents, whom were the first people she recruited once she took her office. Her stubborn will, and desire for order among the student body, along with her skills with the boken seemed to give her the perfect life, until...It happened nearly overnight. Everything was coming apart at the seams as the world descended into absolute chaos. The dead were rising, eating the flesh of the living. Kako had been getting ready for the first day of her second year, she felt happy, content. Why did this all have to happen? She did the only thing she could do, the last thing she heard from her father, she ran. She survived. After years of fleeing, surviving, waiting...She began hearing rumors. Rumors of a city who's infection had changed. Rumors of lust filled abominations which roamed the streets. This did something that hadn't been done in a long time. For the first time she had been filled with a righteous vigorous rage. But also, with a glimmer of hope. The creatures didn't simply consume, they did as humans did, and if they did this, they could be tamed, have order forced onto them. At least, that's what she hoped.
Skills:
+4 Willpower[She's pretty bullheaded...]
+3 Sword skills[wooden sword is still a sword :p]
+4 Strength
+5 Dominance[As her background would suggest, she doesn't just lie down and submit, she's more likely going to want to force them to submit.]

Daniel Stevenson

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Name:Daniel Stevenson

Age:25

Gender:Male

sexuality: Heterosexual

Height:6 foot 3 inches

Weight: 190lbs unclothed/Flat toned form

Appearance: (Daniel on the left. Alex on the right.)

Bio:Unlike most in the apocalypse that would engulf the world, Daniel thought of it as a good thing, a chance to start with a clean slate. Having spent seven years in prison he did not know of the zombie apocalypse at first, completely ignorant like the rest of his inmates till a few months ago. Having been sealed in the prison till food started running dangerously low, eventually the warden simply tossed the inmates out to be fed to the monsters that they would encounter. Proving to be good fodder to them but not all the inmates perished, most managed to escape such as Daniel, becoming raiders and scavengers, seeking out and stealing, or buying anything they valued. Though this could only last so long, as eventually the group started turning on each-other out of jealousy or greed, the group tearing itself apart from the inside out which forced daniel to pack his things and leave, only having the gear they managed to snag over the months to protect himself he set out and ended up living solo for the most recent weeks. Though eventually he realized his food stores were running low, this forcing him to take a large risk that normally would not be taken, he packed up what he could, stored enough food to last the trip in his backpack... and then set off for the city closest by, unknowing if he is heading to his end or hope to last longer in this world... possibly other survivors for supplies or aid...

Skills:

Body/physique:2 Due to his years in prison Danial is quite physically fit, able to perform better then a average survivor that had not worked out much in close combat and when carrying heavier items.

close combat:2 Life in prison can be rough on people but it teaches you to use whatever you can as effectively as you can when fighting someone coming at you with a metal pipe. Giving him a increased effectiveness due to experience with blade and blunted tools.

mechanical/invention:2 Due to his time as a prisoner he learned to be more technically savvy, able to repair or create weapons, tools, and items if need be from more baser things. as they say, Duck tape fixes anything.

rifle and pistols:2 While in prison you can learn quite a few things if you ask the right people. talk to a few murderers and you may learn where to stab a knife effectively... but talk to some ex-military and you may just yet learn some tips on how to shoot a gun straight and hold it steady.

Mental fortitude: 3 Daniel can last longer under high stress situations or being raped/attacked then the normal individual, able to hold his mind in check and not give into baser feelings such as panic or lust.

Technically savvy: 2 Partially due to his time fiddling with multiple electronics to take the parts out of them he learned to a degree how certain powered items work. now is it the blue wire or the red wire that needs to be spliced....

Inventory:
Wearing

A dark blue short-sleeve shirt with a skull an crossbones design on the back.

A black kevlar vest that is slipped on over his shirt. covering most of his chest.

A pair of black jeans, though slightly constricting to make it harder for him to bleed out if he takes a injury.

A pair of Combat kevlar steel toe military boots that should be able to withstand the wear of everyday. as well as have enough weight behind them to make them effective stomping and kicking tools.

A pair of black finger-less gloves to allow grip.

A pair of clear googles to protect his eyes from attacks as well as splats.

And lastly a Black leather trench coat over the whole outfit to keep it covered and offer a minor degree of protection from bites.

Pockets
A 'tic tac' dispenser that has 4 anti-biotics in it. (instead of twisting off the top he just has to plop one in his mouth) -can carry a maximum of ten pills in it. be it anti-biotic or something else.

A flint and a small slab of steel for making sparks for fires.

A paper-clip to use as a lock-pick for simple locks

And lastly a Smart-phone with a fully charged battery

Weapons (and where they are located)
(strapped to wrists, concealed by trench coat) a pair of 6 inch wrist blades that work in as a last-break self defense weapon in grapple situations [since due to length he has to be very close] for human targets and undead. allowing him to get a edge by introducing a sudden piercing or slashing blade into the situation. He modified the blades with a pair of taser batteries, allowing him to run a current up the length of the blades in case he needs it, who knows when you may need a quick taser.

(disassembled and in first section of backpack) A semi-auto M14 with scope,bi-pod,and suppressor

(holstered on right hip) A m9 Beretta handgun with suppressor and mounted flash-light with laser sight.

(sheathed and on right peck.) He has a Tactical Combat knife he commonly pairs with the pistol. useful for when he needs quick access but does not want to reveal his wrist blades

Emergency small satchel

A First-aid kit for treating minor to moderate injuries. comes with a pair of scissors and a small knife in case he needs to perform any extractions. (bullets,broken off fangs,shrapnel,etc) -though could be used on other's if need be-

A empty syringe, nothing special.

Large three-section backpack with two side-packs [waterproof]

(1) (check weapons for rest) A small stash of rifle ammo. 15 armor piercing magazine's in all.

(2) this section of the bag is stuffed with MREs though it is effective it makes him not have variety in his meals. 10 MRE bags in total.

(3) This section contains a small erotica book (not a magazine, actual reading material), A small case containing a lock-pick kit, and a portable solar charger (to charge up small electronics he comes across)

(side pack 1) 4 magazines for his pistol and a small locket that is glued closed, clearly not wanting it to be open

(side pack 2) A medium sized bottle of water with a filter built in to make sure his water is clean when he drinks it. (making it re-usable and also making him able to fill it from most sources)[/quote]

Candy Toomey

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Name: Candy Toomey
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Appearance: She wears gloves to help her in handling her weapon. She is also 5'11"
Bio: Candy was pretty much your average young adult before the outbreak. What with the economic climate, she lived with her mom and sister in their small apartment in her hometown. Working retail sucked, but it helped put food on the table and gas in the car, and it was better than nothing. When they had free weekends, they'd go on small camping trips and spend the night sleeping under the stars. Thanks to this, she managed to learn some survival skills, and she'd do research on others when she had nothing better to do.

Which wasn't much, as when she wasn't working or hanging with family and friends, she was playing Soccer for a community team. She never bothered with most of the technical stuff of the game, but it was great exercise and much more fun than track.

When the outbreak hit, she had been at a soccer game in the next town over, going against her teams rivals. All they had were crazy reports on the TV and radio, and most of the people there didn't believe a word of it...until someone started screaming as someone succumbed and became one of the walking dead. Her team quickly gathered up and jumped into the bus and headed home...only to find their town nearly overrun. Candy tried to reach home and find her family, but they lived in the down town area, and that was where most of the zeds were at. She was forcibly evacuated after she decked a cop trying to keep her from heading that way, and dumped in a refugee camp.

When the camp came under attack, Candy knew at that moment that the world she had known was coming crumbling down, and so she gathered what supplies she could carry, and trudged out. She's been wandering the countryside on her own for some time. She tries to avoid other people, fearing the danger they may pose to her, and because of this she's become rather anti-social. Her only companionship is her diary and a disheveled nyan cat plushie she found discarded on the road, which she named Sparticus.

She's been having trouble finding supplies of late, and it does seem like the number of zeds wandering around has been dropping. Kellington is the nearest big city to her current location, or so sayeth the map she carries with her. She figures she can move in and check things out and if things are too hot, head back into the wilderness. She's started to grow weary of having to constantly be on the move, and is wishing for even a semblance of order and stability.

Not being fond of guns, she instead uses a 6 1/2' quarterstaff that she has studded with shards of metal on the ends.
Skills:
Agile
Moderate Survivor Skills
Proficiency-Quarterstaff

Karol Whitney:

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Name: Karol Whitney
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Biography: Karol was never made for this, its amazing shes survived so long with only some experience hiking and camping. Its a good thing shes great with bow, a nice little thing her uncle showed her how to use before he was killed by some zed. Before the apocalypse Karol was a more or less a pampered rich girl never really doing much and always getting her way. When it finally hit she was in a cabin in the woods spending time with her uncle who was a great outdoorsman, living off the land and everything and eventually passed on those skills to her. Her last family member died when they had to trek into town for more supplies before heading back to the cabin, unfortunately a massive horde descended on their car and her uncle sacrificed himself so that she could get away with only her uncles bow as the last reminder of the man who saved her life. Now she heads into a new town for more supplies before going back to the cabin and live in safety for a few more days before venturing out again

Skills:
Proficiency: Bow and Arrow
Medicine: First Aid
Stealth: Sneak

[Philosopher]

Lore Tome
Monster Guide

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Male Zombie: No notes are available at this time.
Undead Canine: No notes are available at this time.
In-Story Research is required to develop the Beastiary.
A "Vaginal Penetration" that ends in an orgasm within the player's vagina results in a 5% infection rate increase.
A "Blowjob" which ends with the player drinking the cum will result in a 3% infection rate increase.
An "Anal Creampie" that ends with an enemy orgasm within the player's asshole results in a 8% infection rate increase.

Item List
Antibiotics: These small medicinal pills were the government's short term solution to the infection. They can reduce Infection Rate by 5% over three turns intervals, and last after three reductions, ending in a reduction total of 15%.
Herbal Medicine: A special remedy created by the Witchdoctor NPC, these act instantly and reduce the infection rate by a whopping 50%. The Witchdoctor will trade these for special favours, which he will dictate.
Enemy Notes: These small pamphlets on the local undead population increase a character's Effectiveness against a specific enemy, depending on the Note Level. You can trade these from the Researcher NPC for information and details the players give him about the zombies and their variants.

City Factions

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Humane Brotherhood: A rumoured group of survivors whom have carved out a part of the city as their own territory. They are a group of humans dedicated to "true survival", not just preserving their lives but actually acting ads what they deem to be actual rational behavior. They are welcome to invite in any strays into their group and give them shelter, however they will be expected to carry their weight through whatever means possibly, even as prostitutes to relieve the men's and women's frustrations. Foundation Members, the people that first created the group and provide its main services, make a point of abandoning their names and assuming a Mantle according to their job.
Notable Foundation Members:
Witchdoctor: Although trained in the primitive and spiritual Healing Arts instead of actual medicine, this man can diagnose and treat several maladies with a few herbs. In exchange for special favours or the required materials, he will brew several remedies that can remove Body Modifications or drastically reduce Infection Rate. If he comes to like you, he will begin to provide you free medicine and may actually give you scrolls to learn how to heal by yourself.
Researcher: A female scientist still investigating the virus in search of a cure, her main trade come as Notes he trades in exchange for information about the local undead he didn't know yet. The more information he is given, the better his Notes become and the better the players know their enemies!
Merchant: This male manages the Brotherhood's supplies and, if there is any surplus will be willing to trade them cheap to the needy newcomers. On regular days he will trade these supplies in exchange for Special Items the players may find throughout the city, and also provide ammunation for gunslingers or archers.
Shelter: A married couple that actually act as the Brotherhood's security leaders. When prompted, they will direct players to the safer areas of the city or, in exchange for favours or a job, provide a player a room inside their base where they will be absolutely safe from the undead.

Marauders: Not an actual group but a general term for Rogue Humans, people whom have completely succumbed to savagery and spend their times acting as primitive barbarians. The psycopaths of the current era, they will pillage rape and murder whatever others they find in their path and revel in violence.

[Philosopher]

I do thus declare this thread open to posting! Any and all accepted characters, you are encouraged to make your introduction posts and I will manage any further actions. You are welcome to start on the city outskirts or already within the city, in any situation you like. You may actually start after just having been raped by the local beasts!

ADDENDUM: In order to keep this story active and not have to wait on everyone to post, I will be posting everyone my GM posts relevant to their characters. That way someone can advance and not have to wait for the others to post, and hopefully keep people from losing interest in the week-long waits. I only ask that you add your relevant GM post as a spoiler at the top of your post before writing your character's reactions.

I use a D20 dice to determine ENEMY and EVENT probabilities. If the player wishes to include an action in their post, they are welcome to as long as they utilize a D20 dice to determine the action success, using the scale below.
[1-5 Completely Negative]-[6-10 Negative with one Positive Consequence]-[11-15 Postive with one Negative Consequence]-[16-20 Completely Positive]
Players are limited to TWO actions per post.
Be aware that should I determine you are Godmodding your alloted actions you will:
-On the first instance, be stripped from your two free actions for a month in real time.
-On the second instance, your character will be terminated and you will have to redo the application for the thread.
-On the third and final instance, I will ban you from any roleplays I am managing at the time and request a moderator to review your actions and suggest you be banned from the site.

[LadyFarah]

"By Osiris's grace, when am I going to finally meet someone that doesn't want to fuck for reasons unknown?" She complains, traveling along the river coming into the southwestern side of Kellington, keeping a fair distance away from it at the same time as she had already aware of the creatures that dwell within its depths. She wears a long, flowing dress of soft, golden like material, with a pair of white sandals that made little to no sound. She has an ammo bag attached to her right hip, carrying a modest amount of her chosen gun's ammo. Several switchblades were stashed neatly at the small of her back, in case she ever had to get close and personal, something that rarely happens as she usually runs away from the undead; the few times she was pinned, she easily turned around to her benefit, jacking off their erect cocks with her hands, feet, breasts and her tight, hot mouth.

She sighs at the memories, knowing the severe consequences of having too much sex with the creatures. Farah turns her emerald gaze towards the flowing river, narrowed in suspicion as she distanced herself further away from the water; she sighs as she tries to find some sort of civilization before perking up as she catches sight of several homes in the distance. She ups her pace, her eyes carefully keeping watch for any undead, her hand reaching towards her back to grab a switchblade just incase.

[[Brand_Name]]

*Cough cough*
"Fuck." Julie spat up as much cum as she could, but most of it was already in her stomach. Three infected lay before her -now dead- moments ago fucking her senseless. Cum flowed from her pussy and ass as she stood up, wiping herself clean of the putrid gunk. She had made the mistake of losing her patience and moving too quickly, and not taking to time to check the corners. She'd walked right into an old apartment building, hardly expecting the infected to be inside. Before she could even react, they'd had her pinned and trapped, and didn't hesitate to plow her brains out. She couldn't even move until they were finished, when she took advantage of their moment of weakness to slip out and decapitate them. She slipped her thong, bra, and clothes on, feeling disgusted with herself and in desperate need of a shower. With nothing better to do, she grabbed her gear and set out to finish scavenging the rest of the apartments, hopefully this time with more patience.

[Kuragari]

The sun had risen a few hours ago, but Candy had already been making her way along the road leading into Kellington an hour before sunrise. Despite the fall of the old world, there was one thing that hadn't changed in Candy's life-she was still an early riser. The fact that doing so had saved her life a few times in the past was more than enough to keep the habit going.

She reached her free hand up and stroked the soft plush head of Sparticus, who was currently perched upon her head. "We'll be there soon Sparticus, I can already see some houses..."

She had no idea what condition the city was in, but she was tired of running. If she could find a relatively safe spot in the city, she intended to settle down. She'd found a book on gardening at the last house she'd looted, maybe she could try her hand at being a farmer.

[LadyFarah]

[GM ROLL: 14]
Farah manages to luck out and fails to encounter any dangerous creatures as she ventures into the city. However, she only manages to advance a city block within, which she assumes to be some kind of low-middle class residential district spread out with two to three story family houses, when she begins to hear the first moans from around a corner. These are guttural and beastly in nature, and she realizes that a mob of zombies (probably many male) are converging on the street she was a the time. She can either try and stealth her way around them, or try and rush into one of the houses around to find cover.

Farah decided to do a bit of both, slightly bending her knees down in a crouch, quickly half-dashes/half-sneaks towards one of the nearby houses. She opens the thankfully unbarred door, quietly shutting it behind her and finds several latches to help keep the door shut; she quickly sets them, hoping that the latches are strong enough to keep the undead from bursting through. She quickly looks and listens to see if there was any undead that were hiding in the home, hoping to the Gods that it wasn't so. She keeps a firm grip on her switchblade, years of self-defense over her decades long career of being a prostitute/porn actress still firmly in her mind.

[LadyFarah]

[GM EVENT ROLL: 2]
Quite unfortunately for the former prostitute there were undead inside the house. Exactly beside the front entrance actually. What appeared to be the shambling remains of the house's owner, a caucassian brown haired male whom was missing a few parts of his left side. The zombie had apparently turned trying to abandon his home, as evidence of a brown pack resting to the side, but his plans had been cut short before he could evacuate. And, sadly for Farah, she was now trapped inside the house with the male zed cutting off any and all chaces of escape.

Enemy Action: Pounce [ROLL 13 (+2 Due to TRAP) = 15]
Before Farah could perform anything other than a short scream the undead had leapt and pinned her to the ground, however she did manage to keep a good grip on her weapon. The male's pants had already been ripped from a previous unknown circumstance and his thicker than long penis brushed against her thighs, slipping straight under her breezy dress whoch had ridden up in the manuever. The male zed kept one hand firm on her shoulder and used its weight to keep her from getting any leverage to get up, while it began to roam her curavceous body with its free right hand.

Enemy Action: Rip off Player Clothing [ROLL 7]
The male creature attempted to get a good grab on Farah's dress however her struggles were enough to keep its free hand from getting a good grab. In its frustration it instead used its hand and kept it firmly over her waist to keep her firmly pinned and began to lick and nip at her neck lewdly.

Player Action: Pin the Zombie [ROLL 19+2=21] SUCCESS!)
Farah lets out a small, unladylike grunt as the undead, and very horny, male tackles and pins her down; she looks down at the raging, bloated cock, making the woman grinning wide as she instead pushes the zed off of her, rolling on top of it with his fat cock sliding between her thick, phat rump.

(Player Action: Stab Enemy Arm 8+2=10; SUCCESS?)
"Big boy needs some of Momma Farah's lovin'?" She coyly teases, cooing as she mashes her breasts against his face, pulling the top half of her dress for it so suckle her nipples, her switchblade slamming down to pin one of his arms down by stabbing through his wrist; she cries out as the zed wraps his lips around her left nipple, sucking and licking it so expertly she could feel a familiar build up of warmth seeping through her nub. "O- Oh shit!" She lets out a groan as creamy, warm milk pours out of overly stimulated nipple, gasping and cooing in delight as the undead male eagerly drinks it all down.

(Player Action: Dominance 14+2=16; SUCCESS!)
She cheers as she retakes the momentum as she softly as grinds her thick, bubble butt against the aching shaft, hotdogging it and quickly bouncing on his cock; the zed groans almost a animalistic manner as his corrupted pre-cum gushes lewdly all over Farah's dress, staining it. "Ah ha! Big boy loves it all of Momma Farah's rump!~" She happily coos out, bouncing even harder and faster on his cock to make him blow his load.

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Re-edited! :3

[Carlos1225]

"Finally." She thought as she peered over the cityscape, a sigh escaping her lips. Kako had finally managed to arrive at the city she had heard all the rumors about. A place where the monsters' ravenous nature took a strange twist. Her hands rested on the handle of her wooden blade as it's tip pressed into the ground slightly, only adding to the dominating aura produced by her hard stare. She lifted her hand and brushed her hair back before picking the wood sword up and resting it on her shoulder. "Well...I've come this far." With that she walked forward, any hesitation she may have had was simply brushed off as thoughts of what it is she wanted to do here swirled around in her mind. "Hmph. At least I can say it isn't going to be boring."

[Tsai]

Karol coughs a few times waking up dazed and face first in hay and her ass wiggling in the air free of clothes. She looks up and scans the room seeing a sleeping zombie dog off in one of the corners. A "Oh yeah..." goes off in her mind when she remembers the previous night when she snuck into a barn with a barking zombie dog still on it's chain and to shut it up she fucked it. She sees her torn up panties on the group beside her and groves a grumble. "At least my jeans are okay" she says to herself. Pulling herself up fixes her clothing and gathers her belongings before sneaking out of the barn trying not to wake up the dog. As she stands all the way up she can feel the dog cum trickle out of her pussy and down her leg causing her to shiver as she tries to stealthily leave the building.

Player action: Sneak out of barn 8+2(sneaking proficiency) =10 (partial failure)

Unfortunately for Karol she hits a portion of really dry hay and makes a large cracklings sound that wakes up the dog, who gets up and starts barking but isn't in front of the door just yet. Looking at the dog she wonders if she can make a break for it or just shoot with an arrow. Seeing as it was chained and not going anywhere she decides to make a break for the door.

Player action: Sprint result: 5 (complete failure)
Karol makes a break for the door before the dog can make too much noise and attract some more zombies or worse. She runs a good 5 meters but slips on a damp piece of hay and slides right to the dog who was now in front of the door growling at her and no less than a foot from her pussy. In her less than graceful fall her now lands behind her a good 3 feet away.
(Edited for accuracy.)

[Carlos1225]

[EVENT ROLL: 11]
Kako's venture into the city goes off without any trouble, however a city block in (she has determined her entry point into the city to be a trade district, given all of the stores lining the streets) an odd noise rumbles from behind from one of the dark alleyways she'd passed. The odd noise obviously makes her keep up her guard, but now she must choose: should she confront whatever creature may have been roused by her passing, or should she ignore it and merely proceed on her journey deeper into the city?

Kako arched her brow at the noise, stopping as she turned her head. The grip on her wooden blade tightened as she pointed it towards the alley. "Reveal yourself! Or else I'll come in there myself!" Kako slapped the tip of her boken into the ground, resting her hands on the handle as she looked into the alley, standing a few feet away from the entrance so she wouldn't be encumbered should she need to defend herself.

[Tsai]

Subject: Return of the Horny Dead


[Enemy Action: Pounce (ROLL 1)]
The diseased canine attempt to throw itself on top of its fallen prey, its penis already steel-hard in an erection and pumping to drive itself into the female's flesh yet again, however it finds that it has reached the end of its chain and can't even advance that last inch to insert itself. It is kept suspended, giving off a series of whines and growls of frustration that its plan had failed but since the target is so close it begins humping midair in a pointless attempt to do something, which elicites Karol's amusement at the irony.
[GM EVENT: Chain Breaks (ROLL 14)]
Its rought movement from the canine's desperately gyrating hips does seems to get a respond from ever-lovable Murphy as the chain lashed to the canine's collar begins to creak, and after years of oxidation breaks entirely. Suddenly the once restrained dog flies forward and with one sharp thrust buries itself entirely with Karol's snatch. The twist of fate gets the dog the bone it wanted, however it is so sudden and the pleasure so swift that it becomes confused by the situation and fails to react accordingly by beginning to hump wildly. It is instead whining and staring shock still into Karol's eyes, wondering why it dick felt so good when it didn't a second before.

Karol's eyes go wide when feels the dog's hard cock inside her for a second time. She looks up at the dog and wonders why it hasn't started fucking her yet, especially with it buried so deep inside her. She lets out a moan from the warmth of the cock and the fullness it was giving her. She debated in her mind if she just wanted to let it fuck her again especially with how good the last time felt.

Player action: Resist dog result: 2 (complete failure)
Her hips seems to move on it's own as she began bucking against it hoping it would catch on and join in. She wraps her legs around it's lower back pushing the dog deeper into her as she moans loudly, her mouth open and her tongue flopping out as the pleasure from just having the dog in her builds to wild levels.

[Tsai]

Reminded of its purpose when the female it was buried inside began to moan lewdly, the dog began panting in its remembered excitement and began pumping eagerly into the woman. The usual followed; an hour of pleasure in which the undead canine would merely keep up a rather unimaginative rutting, merely thrusting wildly within its willing mate while using its larger weight to pin her to the ground, alternating between panting into the air whenever it focused solely on inserting and withdrawing its shaft from Karol's vaginal lips or using some of its scatterbrained focus to lap enthusiastically at the readily available lips.
The process was base at its core, and failed to excite Karol enough to peak more than once. However, the true excitement began when the diseased dog's erection began to pulse more intensely within her, the sign of more blood rushing into the penis causing it to thicken even more while the special knot most canines had at the base of its penis became active and sealed the canine's shaft within Karol's channel. Then, finally, the undead hound began howling as its seed was finally unleashed to flood Karol's womb.
The deed done, the dog copied the actions from before and merely laid limp on top of its less fatigued partner, although the knot keeping the both connected would definetly not deflate in quite a while.
[Undead Hound has orgasmed within Karol's vagina. 5% Infection Rate Increase! Undead Hound has Knotted and is now stuck within Karol's Vagina for three turns, -5 Movement!]

Karol tighten her legs around the dog as it pounded her for the better part of an hour. She laid there a slave to her own desire panting and moaning like a bitch in heat to the dog who was utterly dominating her. She could feel it go in and out of her tight cunt eventually it got so rough she couldn't help but cum for the juicy doggy dick inside her. Even after cumming though the dog kept going driving her closer and closer to the edge until her felt his knot expand. Her eyes went wide again looking down at how the dog's pace quickened and it's thrusts shorter until the knot was completely locked inside her. She grimaced in pain and pleasure from her walls being spread, but what she couldn't take was feeling the doggy spunk finally fill her needy pussy. The orgasm was mind shattering she ended up passing out for a few minutes. When she came to she noticed that the knot was still lodged in her and some fatigue has settled in, from there she decided that sleep was the best choice.

[Kuragari]

Candy can't believe her eyes when she first lays eyes on the zed canines that appear before her. It wasn't that she'd never seen one before, she'd encountered more than enough of them in her travels, but what caught her completely off-guard was the hard doggy dicks they were sporting.
She managed to come to her senses before they made a move on her though, and she readied her staff, giving it a twirl as she faced off against the dogs. Running wasn't an option, she knew how these beasts worked.

[Player Roll-16]

One of the dogs charged at her, but she swung the lower half of her staff underneath its rotting stomach and in one smooth motion slammed it hard into the nearby wall. Its center crumbled and went limp as she started to retract the staff.

[Player Roll-4]

But she had made the mistake of putting all of her focus on the first dog, and thus when the second dog leapt at her she was knocked down, staff clambering to the ground next to her as Sparticus fell and landed nearby.

[[Brand_Name]]

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

[GM ROLL: 13]
[The cum settles within Julie's body as the excess finally stops leaking out of Julie's carnal holes (and also leaving a followable trail), bringing some heat to her fatigued body. The liquid causes tingling along the flesh it has tainted with its presence. 15% infection, three turns to 5% infection increase]
Despite the ravagement of the rape, Julie finds the energy to abandon the street riddled with new corpses and makes her way to a five-story apartment complex. She lucks out and finds that the front door is unlocked, and as she ventures deep into the complex manages to find a few supplies.
Julie finds: [2X Antibiotics Pill], [1X Ration Bar], [1X Bottle of Tap Water]
However, by the time the raped teenager begins to reach the third floor she begins to hear the moans of a lone zombie. She cannot determine where it's coming from, however she is certain it is on this level of the apartment complex. Will she attempt to find it and murder it to sate her rage or will she ignore it and hope it doesn't find her first as she keeps looting the apartment?

When Julie finds the antibiotics, she immediately takes one, as she knows the cum has infected her. And when she hears the moans of a zombie overhead, she rushes to take revenge on it for what its brethren did to her. Again, without patience, Julie ran up to the third floor and began to check, room by room, for the evil bastard. She wasn't afraid, like most girls would be, to kill it- a combination of adrenaline and bravery contributed to her decision.

Player roll: 10
Julie made the same mistake she had before, and knew that the situation might not turn out as she'd hoped because of it. Again, the zombie surprised her from behind, ripping off her shirt and knocking her gun away in the process. All she had now was her drained chainsaw to protect her- as it approached, she gave it a kick to the stomach, sending it sprawling and giving her time to prepare a deadly blow.

Player roll: 7
As she lifted her chainsaw over her head, another zombie, one that she hadn't noticed previously, crept up behind her and prevented her from attacking. Her chainsaw crashed to the ground, still running, while the zombie deftly tore away her skirt, leaving her with just her underwear. "Fuck!" she shouted, as she grabbed it by the head and managed to throw it into the first, knocking them both over. As they lay there, sprawled on the ground, her saw was halfway between her and them, and her gun was equidistant, in the corner of the hallway behind them. She dove for her chainsaw, desperately hoping that it could save her from another nightmare with the monsters before her.

[Kuragari]

When Candy felt the weight of the dog upon her, she closed her eyes and silenltly sent a prayer up to any higher being out there. Despite the site of their erections, she was still expecting to be torn to shreds.

Which is why, when she felt the dog begin to happily lick and nuzzle her chest, her first response was an "Eh?" With the shirt and bra covering her breast, she didn't exactly feel the licks, though the prodding from the dogs muzzle did feel good...especially after such a long time without any intimate human contact. She wasn't counting herself.

After the initial shock, she tried to push its face away, but this only seemed to encourage the thing, which was frankly acting more like a very excited puppy.

Suddenly, she felt the back of her shirt being grabbed, hard, and before she could turn her attention to the other dog, which it seemed she hadn't killed, it tore her shirt off!

"Hey!" She said, angered over the loss of her shirt. She only owned one other one, and that shirt had been the one she'd worn on the day everything went to hell. The other was just some random back up she carried with her.

Then she felt teeth biting down on her shoulder...enough to hurt but not apparently enough to rend and tear. She twisted her head and looked at the dog, and she could tell it was mad. If she didn't want to get bit...she would have to cooperate.

But what exactly did they want? S-Surely they...surely they couldn't want t-that...could they? They had yet to start trying to eat her...and there was there hard dicks to contend with, but still...it just seemed...so crazy!

She felt the dog press a bit harder, and she winced but then slowly nodded her head as her eyes began to water. She wasn't quite sure what was in store for her...but she had a feeling she wouldn't like it.

Well, maybe she wouldn't, as a pleasured gasp escaped her lips as she felt the dog pinning her down lap happily at her now slightly exposed chest. The rough texture of the dogs tongue was different, but considering the fact that she hadn't gotten any ever since the outbreak, and that she hadn't played with herself for nearly a week, it was rather startling to be pleasured there. It didn't feel bad, just odd.

She looked between the dogs, a few tears still in her eyes as she tried to figure out what exactly they were planning on doing.

[LadyFarah]

Farah's actions and sexual prowess keep the horny infected confused on the ground, as its main directive to relieve its overcharged libido is being completed however it is done so by being dominated and being played with instead of thrusting within a mewling woman's lips. The stab in the arm definetly rouses its ire, however its numbed pain receptors were overwhelmed by its more sensitive cock. The reversal of roles keeps it down long enough for it to peak explosively, staining the undercloth of Farah's dress and her black, lacy underwear white and once it passes it becomes limp like the corpse it actually is, its slacked expression a bit more relaxed as it enters unconsciousness.

[Farah's Sexual prowess prevails and the Male Zombie is defeated!]
[GM ROLL: VICTORY REWARD (8, GOOD LOOT)]
Should Farah decide to loot the zombie's leather pouch she would find, other than the usable backpack that would be of a lot of use: a surplus of rations, a half empty bottle of water, as well as a compass. Seemed like her defeated enemy was prepping himself to leave the city, which makes you wonder just how long he'd been stuck inside his own house after he turned. However it seems the zombie's ruckus at being pleasured to orgasm has attracted the attention of the mob's, the one you'd ducked into the house to avoid, attention and the undead begin to hammer at the door.

ENEMY ACTION: Tear down door (ROLL 5, action fails)
Despite their superior numbers it seems the house's frame and the latches hold, however now the question remains: How do you escape the trap you'd wondered into?

Farah moans happily as she felt the the undead's thick and hot spunk pour all over her dress and underwear, turning to look over her shoulder to see the thick amount of seed soaking through her golden-like colored dress. "Awww," She pouts and whines, gathering a small bit of spunk with her fingers and eyes it with frowning disappointment, "Why does this nice, thick load have to be so corrupted?" She sighs before wiping it off her 'partner's shirt' and gets off of him, readjusting her dress before jumping with a small yelp at the sound of the undead banging on the door, trying to break it by were unable to.
"By Isis's will, thank you." She softly praised the goddess with a clasp of her hands before quickly taking all her belongings from the sack she was using and puts it all into the new backpack found in the home, taking the half full bottle of water and splashing half of its contents on the back of her dress and her underwear to dilute the thick, hearty scent of undead's spunk; she remembers the last time she walked around smelling like undead cum and it was not pretty. Fun yes, but in the end she decided not to do that anymore. She slungs her new backpack over her shoulder, running towards the back of the house to find a- Yes! A backdoor to get out of the house!

PLAYER ACTION: Sneak out through back door (Roll 11, action succeeds)
Farah quickly goes through the back door, locking the door from the inside before closing it shut and jumps as two undead canines jump from the shadows, growling and barking at her for her intrudence; she lets out a soft groan of frustration as she realizes that she won't be out of the backyard through these two and worriedly looks back towards the house, then to the eagerly throbbing, pointed tips of the canines' cocks. Oh fuck it all. "Aww, come here boys! Come here to Momma Farah~" She lightens her voice to make it sound as if she was play-talking to a couple of puppies, walking over to them in a crouch as her hands reaches out to their groins with an inviting smile on her face.

PLAYER ACTION: Dominance (Roll 9+2= 11, action succeeds)The eager canines jump and tackle the mature woman to her back, causing her to "Eep!" in surprise as the start to fuck her between her thick, luscious thighs through her dress, their thick, knotty hardons making her dark cheeks flush in arousal as their teeth pulls the top half of her dress to suck on her nipples, making her gasp and groan in pleasure as they eagerly drink down the waiting milk of her full breasts. "Oooh bad boys!" She happily coos out, her hands easily finding their rutting cocks and quickly jerks them off, her hands twisting and squeezing the knots as her pumping hands pushes them close to their limit!

[Kuragari]

ENEMY ACTION: FORCE BLOWJOB (ROLL 6)
The hound that had nipped her neck, sensing her confusion, apparently decided that was enough of a pass for it to begin to use their freshly caught prey to relieve their sexual frustrations. Releasing her collar the dog instead used its paws to pull the trapped girl back, pinning her back to the ground where it then straddled her face, shoving the tip of its erection against the corner of her lips. Hopefully that was enough of a tip for her to know what it expected, else it would become a bit more violent.
ENEMY ACTION: ORAL (ROLL 19)
The eager puppy lapping at her breasts had moved away when its superior had straddled the girl, and now began to dedicate its attention to the captured woman's vagina. It may be smaller than its pack leader, however it turned out to be a bit more nimble when it used its teeth to rip a hole into her jeans right above the crotch, showing off her white panties through the tear. Smelling the spicy scent of mild arousal coming from the spot the undead canine immediately began lapping away at that spot, hoping to get a taste of the female's fluids.

Candy didn't fight it when she was pulled back, although she did feel to her surprise a bit sad that the other pup was no longer lapping at her chest. When she felt the tip of the hot and hard doggy pecker poking her lips, she gulped before tentatively opening her mouth and licking the tip, starting out slowly and making sure to get it wet enough before leaning forward and taking the first inch of it into her mouth. She couldn't believe this was really happening...she was sucking off a zombie dog!

She felt her jeans being torn, and again felt some anger flood through her. She couldn't exactly talk with the tip of the bigger dogs dong in her mouth, but she did decide to do something about it. Even as it began to lick at her clothed crotch, she reached a hand forward and tapped it lightly on the nose, shaking the finger in a 'no no' fashion, before moving to unbutton her jeans. It wasn't exactly easy, particularly when the puppy started licking her fingers, perhaps realizing what she was in the process of doing and showing its excitement, but she managed after a fashion to get her jeans loose and began to push them down. It took some fumbling, and a bit of help from the pup (which surprised her) to finally kick them off, leaving her only in her panties and underwear.

She wasn't really looking forward to what was coming, even though pent up desires from several years without having a sexual partner began to float to the surface, but if they were going to use her, at least they could bother to not damage her clothes any further.

[Carlos1225]

[GM EVENT, ROLL 12]
The bullheaded girl acts accordingly and instead of fleeing the scene and avoid trouble she instead decides to confront it head-on, confident she would prevail. Whatever was scrabbling within the alleyway apparently heeded her call and tumbled into the light: a pair of male zombies, apparently ginger twins in life stumbled from the shadows that liked to wear the same clothing, and also already in a swift sprint towards Kako.
[Enemy Action: Attack (ROLL 5)]
And in an utterly magnificent comedy sketch, the two shambling zombies somehow entangle their legs and fall flat upon their faces, skidding across the street to lay directly at a bemused Kako's feet, whom could only stare unflinching at the pair of idiots for a oment before a sign of exasperation left her lips.

Kako shook her head as she sighed, looking down at the pair of zombies whom in all likelihood were as moronic in life as they seem to be in death, or atleast as clumsy.
Player Action: Dominance [Roll 13 + 5 = 18]
She crouched down, grasping both by the hair, giving her trademark death glare as she slammed her boken's blade into the ground. "You will not be taking me!" She stood up and kicked one of the twins on top of the other, planting her foot on their heads. "Leave now and I might spare you."