Interactive Story

Overview:
This is a fun little game in which one, or multiple authors, take people's choices, and write a story based on them, which can go anywhere! This is due to the fact that the plot is almost completely decided by you! Think it of a choose-your-own story.

Authors:
Kemerd

Rules:
1. No offtopic posting.
2. No flaming. (eg. @randomdude - Your decision sucks!)
3. Nothing ridiculous or too unrealistic. (eg. Make the character because the next jesus and take over the world!)

Story beginning:

You awaken, your head pounding in a slight headache, as you lift yourself to a standing position. You've been asleep on the pavement for quite some time. You take in your surrounding; You seem to be in some alleyway, early in the morning. The sounds of the city fill your ears. Along with that, you seem to have no memory of where you are, or what you were doing. You rub your head, taking a minute to remember your name.
What is your name?​

 

John Connor

 

Vincent Burger

 

Mylu Sass

 

After cracking a small smile, you realize your full name is:
Vincent Mylu Connor the 2nd
And you continue to walk out into the street from the alleyway.
You take a look at your surroundings.
The morning is brisk & chilly, with signs of melting snow along the streets.
What were you doing?​

 

Masturbating, you enjoy exhibitionism.

 

While also smoking meth.

 

While he stalks all the girls walking by

 

with one of his hands down his pants

 

unfortunately i tried to include everyone's suggestions


After much thought you remember your true identity and goals.
You work for the Federal Bureau of Investigation, the FBI.
Your current mission is tracking down a drug trafficking network, and your current target is a woman who is the fiance of the drug boss.
Unfortunately for you, your fetish is exhibitionism, and upon the woman discovering you were stalking her, she used her exhibitionism skills to attempt to seduce you.
You let your guard down, letting her approach you as a grin spread across your face, your mission long but forgotten.
Before you know it, she's injected Meth (which can be injected)- the very thing you're tracking, into your neck, leaving you on the ground high & hallucinating.
Being in the state you're in you remember that you began to frivolously masturbate, stroking the concrete with a now raw left hand; you remember that moments after your climax, you fell asleep.
Your face becomes flushed at the memories, and you continue to think.
Who was the woman?​

 

Oprah Winfrey.

 

Your mothers granddaughters sisters lesbian partner.