Survive for as long as possible

So erm... I haven't really finished Aria's storyline yet. And I've come to release it's mainly because I have been writing things the wrong way. Like writing stories with the bad endings and wanking over them before going for something new. So instead to make things consistent, I have decided for this one to be writing the good ending first, chapter by chapter and then adding bad endings as diverging paths. This is set in the initial time frame as Aria, which I will finish shortly. And hopefully some more content as well. Leave a comment for any special class types of infected you would like to see. (I have quite a few in mind when I do up the infection route) or if there are any special scenes you like. If not, enjoy.

Addendum: Also, all my other half baked characters from other works will be appearing in the different storylines, hopefully with more fleshed out personalities and infections.

And I do intend to make some infected sentient.

Also if anyone has guides on writing good sex scenes and erotica, pm me. I need a bigger vocabulary

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Things look bleak for us. The fortress has been good at keeping things out, but fails to help us bring supplies in. Over the past few weeks, more and more of our supply runners and scouts have disappeared past the walls, no doubt by the horny bitches skulking the walls. Unlike us, those things don't need to eat or to sleep, their fornicating sounds howling in the dead of the night. There have also been more sightings of mutated, those with odd appendages or adaptive traits. Attached are a compilation of some of the reports I have received of recent sightings. Something ominous is coming. I can feel in, just when I knew things went to shit on Day Zero. I should prepare myself, so that when push comes to shove, I'll be ready to take off. Radio contact over the past few days got more in touch with a James McAvoy of 4th Recon in the HS 29. We have been working on a schedule to get me on the Lancaster, where it would take me to the HQ in Hamsterdam. I'll move off in 5 days. The mission has always been the same, with the regional HQ lost and my team a walking orgy. Survive for as long as possible.

Agent Alice Barnes looked up at the dingy prison ceiling. It's been a very calm past few weeks being taken in by the Fortress. Meals were sparse but tasty, the linens beat cold stone floor, and it was just safe. Other than the occasional supply run or patrol of course. But she knew things wouldn't last. Call it deja vu, but her instincts as an agent got her this far for a reason. She recalled the last time she felt this safe. Before things went to shit. Before Day Zero.