Slightly Polished the first page a bit more and have worked on a few more pages along with the two background pages previously mentioned.
Kind of just wondering on peoples thoughts and if this is a game they would be interested in playing if completed.
I would consider a collaborator under certain circumstances, mainly due to my lack of practice in writing much in a long time. But I have most of the main stories planned out in my head.
Just to give you guys a little overview about what kind of story this would be, I would mention the TV show Heroes as there would be a slight similarity in the way that eventually there would be a decent amount of people with 'abilities'. But I would like to take this in more of an adult and realistic direction. But yea, any thoughts would be appreciated.
Game Story
Power
Well, fuck me. I have been stuck in this room for hours, handcuffed to this god damn chair like some fucking terrorist. A drink would be nice right about now, a beer would be even better. Man I feel like shit, my head is banging inside and my body aches like a bitch. I can't fucking believe what happened, the whole god damn squad. I hope Dunn is alright, the poor kid. Hes on his first tour and this shit happens. And Phillips, how am I going to tell your wife what happened? We were supposed to take care of each other. Fuck! Jones and Murphy too, damn . Fucking terrorist bastards.
Just a routine patrol in a shitty backwater country, how the fuck did this happen? We were always so careful. Wait a minute, how the fuck did I even survive this? I remember the vehicle exploding toward me and then something happened, a force threw it back along with Dunn. Nah, that couldn't have happened right? It doesn't make sense. I passed out, I must have been hallucinating or something right? I need to work out what the hell happened.
You look around the room, there is a plain old brown table directly in front of you with a metal chair on the opposite side and a large mirror covering the wall behind it. You have watched enough films to realize you are in some kind of interrogation room yet you haven't spoke to anyone yet, what the fuck are they waiting for?
Suddenly a man enters the room from the door in the far right corner, He's wearing a well fitted suit, an expensive one by the looks of it. Comparable to the ones your brother wears in the city. You notice in his left hand he's holding a folder, my personnel file I would hazard a guess by the army insignia on the cover. He blanks me completely and calmly walks toward the chair on the opposite side of the table.
He looks in his mid 40's, white and probably american. He looks like past military, kind of tough but at the same time worn out and stressed suggesting to me that hes not as active as he once was. He looks up at me as he drops the folder on the table and sits down.
''Corporal Ward, we have bad news. All your squad is KIA. Private Dunn died of internal wounds before he made it to the hospital. I would have preferred to be a bit more hospitable but this situation puts me in a position. You understand?''
You close your eyes in sadness at the news about Dunn, poor kid. You knew the rest of squad couldn't have made it after what happened but you had hoped you was not the only survivor of the ambush.
''Understand? I don't understand why I am being held here. Can you explain to me what is going on and why am being held here?''
The man seems surprised at your reply ''Do you not remember what happened Corporal? The whole street was destroyed when we arrived and the surviving locals from the nearby streets described what they saw. They described how you somehow stopped bullets and vehicles in mid air and hurled them toward the insurgents resulting in most of the street exploding or burning in flames, which resulted in the deaths of some of the local villagers.''
What? You didn't want to believe what he is saying but you know what he is telling you is the truth, You remember what happened before you passed out but you hoped it wasn't real. Does this mean I am responsible for Dunn's death? He must have been launched to the other side of the street like a rag doll. Wait a minute, what am I even thinking? Do I have some kind of power? This is too unreal.
''I... think I remember what happened. I ... can't believe it, whats happening to me?''
''Corporal, you are not the first. This has happened before, though not exactly in the same way. In recent years the government has been discovering that certain people have been developing certain .... abilities. Flight, super strength and now telekinesis. The government has realized that it's something we are going to have to control and moderate. Though no one else has displayed anything like what you did yesterday.''
''It's been a day!?''
''Yes, I am sorry but we felt the need to perform few tests on you while you were still unconscious to make sure you are stable. We have a scientist here who is trying to understand the changes you are going through''
He seems to stop and think for a moment before saying ''I have looked at your service record and its rather amazing. All of your past captains and peers have given you great praise. Because of this, I am going to be honest with you. We are under pressure here, we know we cannot keep you here and we have tried to keep most of what happened under wraps but news of the deaths of your squad have leaked to the media and if you do not show your face soon people will start to ask questions such as family or friends''
''So whats happening? Am I free to go? I am not sure I can just leave I need to know whats happening to me''
''Well I have been told you have two choices, the one in which I would prefer you choose is that you stay here and help us understand more about what is happening to you and these other people, help us control it. We can't have powered people walking around causing problems and using their abilities in public can we?''
''Whats the other option''? you ask with a slight nervousness
''You can leave and go back to your family, though we would prefer to keep tabs on you and keep in some sort of regular contact. We can't have you using your abilities in public however. So I would try to avoid confrontations until we better understand your problem. The doctor seems to think your dormant ability was brought on by adrenaline''
Well, this is a big decision. Right now I would love to go back to base and try and help organize the squads funerals, but how am I supposed to learn anything more about what is happening to me if I just leave? How do I know if i can even control it? How can I even know if I can trust this man? I do not even know his name, he still hasn't explained why im still in handcuffs. Its not like that would help if i can move cars with my mind. Should I just get out of here?
Leave and go back to base to help with the funerals.
Stay at the base to better help understand what is happening to yourself and perhaps help them with other people encountering the same problems.
You have had enough of his shit. Time to try and escape.
