Convergence (Superhero CYOA) - Story Thread

[Rammerrush]

Nah we're used to your stalkerness

[Zup]

A) Dog

“Small opportunities are often the beginning of great enterprises.”

=================== SARAH BANNINGS ===================
January 23, 2013
California
Kelsey Fleming’s House
3:44 PM

“Dog!” Sarah stated, somewhat succumbing to the excitement. She quickly shut her eyes, tightened her fists, and waited for something to happen.

She felt her skin crawl and a chill run down her back, and then...nothing.

“Did anything happen?” asked Melissa, turning from her corner, looking over at Sarah.

Sarah started to nod, but it turned to a shrug. “I don’t...like, what was supposed to happen? I shivered a little...I guess.”

Jean smiled. “That’s pretty much what Selene said would happen. I didn’t feel anything.”

“Me neither,” chipped in Kelsey, jumping onto her bed.

Sarah felt a vibration in her pocket - it was her phone ringing. “Hello?” she answered, her bubbly personality transmitting through the call. It was her mother asking her to come home. Sarah pursed her lips. She had forgotten her dance class had been bumped up an hour earlier. She told her mother she was on her way and said goodbye to her friends.

As soon as her hand touched the doorknob, she blacked out.

=================== DAMIEN MARSHALL ===================
January 23, 2013
California
Rodney Duncan Auto Repair Shop
5:00 PM

Damien cursed as the hood of the car he was working on slammed down onto his arms. He backed away from the vehicle, flicking his hands out to the side to help reduce the pain. He glared over to his boss and the owner of the shop, Rodney, who was supposed to be have held up the car hood while Damien worked. Evidently he had stopped midway...without warning.

Rodney ignored Damien’s look and rushed over to the workbench, wiping his hands clean on a rag and removing his keys and wallet from the locker they were stored in. He rushed to the front lobby area of his shop, taking his coat from his closet. He called over to Damien, telling him to get over it.

Vincent, the other employee currently in the shop, popped into the lobby from the bathroom, eyebrow raised. “Hey, Rod, where you goin?”

Rodney, still in a rush, typed something into the computer before hurrying towards the front door. “Wife’s havin the baby!”

“Hey, man,” said Vincent with a smile on his face. “Congrats.”

Damien wandered into the lobby, eyebrows still knitted, rubbing his wrists. “How long you gon be gone?”

“I don’t know, boy, as long as it takes!”

Damien rolled his eyes. “You ain’t have to b*tch about it, sh*t...”

“Damien will you just shut your godd*mn mouth already?” Rodney barked. He ripped open the door, pausing to look back at Vincent. “Vince, you in charge til I get back. And when I do, it’ll be a promotion for ya. Later boys.”

“Wait what?” Damien asked, eyes widening a bit. He looked over at Vincent, who had a pleased grin on his face. “N*gga I been workin here for four f*ckin years! How long you been here? Like...two months?”

“Almost a year, Dame,” Vincent replied. He tapped on the keyboard before pausing, an eyebrow raised. “Uh...dude how you work this thing? I ain’t good with computers.”

Damien exhaled before heading behind the desk and scanning the screen. “Are you stupid?”

“N-no?”

“Just click on that box, type in the time, then hit ‘Enter.’ That’s all it is, foo.”

“Thanks, man.”

Damien nodded, rushing back to the garage. He looked the current car up and down, still irritated at Rodney. He rubbed his right wrist, tongue jabbing into his cheek.

“Ayo, Vince!”

“What?”

“I’ma head out for the day. You got my back?”

“Uh...yeah sure, man. Whatever.”

“Thanks man.”

With that, Damien removed his wallet from the locker and grabbed his jacket from the front closet. He shut the garage door and left through the front, heading to his motorcycle parked around the back.

He had a few hours to kill.

--------- DAMIEN DECISION ---------
Damien decided to cut his shift early today and head out for some much-needed free time. What should he do?
A) Grab a bite to eat
B) Go see a movie
C) Chill at home
D) Cruise around the city
E) Other

[Rammerrush]

E) Cruise for some hot chikas

[Redhollowlives999]

I'll go with C

[deadly virus]

A

[Rammerrush]

1 a
1 c
and 1 e

[Zup]

I can count

[Rammerrush]

I can't

[Zup]

Die roll picks: A) Grab a bite to eat

“You make a choice in your life, and it affects your life in all the ways, good and bad.”

============ DAMIEN MARSHALL ============
January 23, 2013
California
Kim's Diner
5:20 PM

Damien chomped on his burger, savoring the juicy bacon inside. His job didn't pay very well, truth be told, and he wasn't very satisfied with it. In fact, he hadn't had the time or money to afford to eat out at a diner in almost two years. He usually had to settle for the cheapest fast food, and that wasn't particularly tasty - not after continuous months of eating it, anyway.

He was even able to take his time eating. His normal shift ended at 8 PM, and by then he was far too exhausted to go anywhere, and so he headed home and relaxed and slept until early in the morning before heading out to work again.

He could never get a nice break.

As he thought more and more about it, he was glad he made the decision. He didn't have to work hard, didn't have to listen to Rodney shout at him, and he got to eat and take things easy.

Unfortunately for Damien, he had picked the absolute worst place to go to during his free time.

A few minutes before he was about ready to leave, two thugs slipped into his booth across from him. Damien's heart nearly stopped as he realized who they were.

It was his brother and a friend of his. Both were murdering gangsters whom Damien owed money to.

"The f*ck you doin here?" Damien whispered to them, trying not to attract to much attention. "I still got two months."

"We want it now, Dame," his brother replied, glaring. "Coke ain't cheap."

"Why don't you sell those 野菜 guns and buy some then," Damien responded, standing up and heading over to the register. As he did, he realized he was likely making a stupid decision. If he left, he was not going to be safe.

He did it anyway.

Damien sprinted off to his bike in the parking lot, his brother and friend on his heels the whole time. He managed to hop on in time and speed off, barely a few seconds before their car started to take off after him.

============ GEORGE LOUIS ============
January 23, 2006
New York
Chloe S. Young Park
3:20 PM

George strolled into the park, whistling the tune of a new song he had heard as best as he could, although some parts were a bit hazy in his memory. Nevertheless, he continued his trek, nodding hello to the few people he happened to pass by.

After a few minutes of walking, he decided to take a break and relax somewhere. He had just finished a shift at his adopted father's store - and it wasn't particularly pleasant. He rubbed the back and side of his neck where his father had hit him that day, grimacing as the region was still a bit tender. He didn't like knowing his father had actually hurt him, but being that was was fourteen, he excused himself in that regard.

The boy wandered over to a fairly tall green hill, tapping the end of his guitar case against his shins. He admired the view of the skyscrapers in the distance before spotting an old tree. He didn't know for sure why it attracted his attention, although there being no sign of another person within a twenty yard radius was likely a major factor.

He let out a breath as he plopped down at the base of the tree. He rested the guitar case on his knees, lightly tapping against it with the rhythm of the song in his head. He was a talented musician, although, admittedly, he still had quite a bit to learn. Content with his position and feeling a rather oddly powerful urge to play, he pulled out his guitar smiled.

--------- GEORGE DECISION ---------
George has sat down to play guitar. What song should he play?
A) Sky Chord
B) Thank You
C) Jamas Podra Alguien Separarnnos
D) Je Ne Sais Pas
E) Other

[Redhollowlives999]

Darn it I can't choose.
But I'm sure these fools gonna pick E, don't know good music even if it bit them in the-
nvm




I'll go with C because its Peruvian and Peruvian moosic makes my musical BWWWAAAAKK!!! ROCK HARD.