Choose your own adventure thread
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Post By paaiyan
Post By lionround
May 14th, 2013 04:36 PM
Choose your own adventure thread
This thread is a fictional (hypothetical) adventure story in which those who post comments will have a say in the actions of the hero and get to affect the storyline. At the end of each post, the floor will be open for commenters to choose what action the hero should take. Each of my posts will be based on the comments. I will choose the direction based on the action suggested by the most commentors at the time I choose to post, so a majority rules. However, if there is no majority, I will choose the first poster. Comments which are obviously meant to simply hijack the thread will be ignored, even if they do make me smile a little. Every now and then, some of the directions I take the story may seem unrealistic or unbelievable. Don't forget, however, that sometimes strange twists happen in real life, too. Oh, one more thing...This is not a zombie story. ;) So here we go!...
Pushed to the Limit
Alec's pickup seemed to be on autopilot as it took the twists and turns of the last few country roads leading to his home. It had been just another day at the office and now the the sun was low and trying to push through the spaces in the trees, creating great pulses of light that filled the cab on and off. The constant change in lighting did little to stir Alec from his daydream of who-knows-what as he slumped in the bench seat, ignoring the radio. In this state of relaxed situational awareness, Alec coasted into the gravel driveway not taking note of the blinds being drawn on every window of the house and the unusual deep ruts in the gravel. He was home now. Good, because he was a little hungry and his legs were cramped from the long drive; Bad, because he was still collecting his thoughts, however random they were and wasn't really finished yet. As if on it's own, the truck came to a stop just inside the garage door which Alec's wife Sherry had a habit of leaving open each afternoon after picking up the kids. Off went the car and in went the pistol -- A Glock 19 Gen 4 taken from the high powered magnet under the dash and placed into Alec's holster that hid every day under an untucked short-sleeved dress shirt. As Alec stretched his legs next to the open door he suddenly froze, however. Lying at his feet were three spent shotgun shells. "Huh??" Alec immediately got a sinking feeling that his wife may have used the shotgun and may be in danger. That was his normal sheepdog personality, even if he was still waking up from his commute-induced reverie. Alec turned his head to the closed door that led from the garage to the house and felt a burning sensation in his chest that went all the way out to his arms and made his wrists shake more than he would later admit. Two panes of the door were shattered and red with blood. And another pane was foggy with condensation as though someone had just been standing close behind it. Involuntarily, Alec bent his knees just a little to lower his center of gravity and his weary facial expression sharpened instantly to the look of combat.
What should Alec do next? Place your vote. Examples: Should he call 911, pull his gun, duck behind his open car door, all of the above... Try to make your answer concise and to the point and I will elaborate on it. Have fun!
May 14th, 2013 04:48 PM
Draw firearm, call 911 while finding cover. Give 911 address and alert them to shots fired, put phone down still connected. If something happened it happened, nothing can be done now. If someone is still there his pulling in the driveway just alerted them.
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May 14th, 2013 09:20 PM
You never told us about Alec and Sherry's relationship and how Alec feels about Sherry so it is hard to tell you what Alec should be doing next.
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May 15th, 2013 05:08 PM
Pushed to the Limit - Part 2
Originally Posted by paaiyan
The draw that Alec had practiced so many times went into effect automatically with his left hand lifting the cover garment and the right hand swiftly pulling his Glock and placing it in the ready position. Simultaneously, he ducked behind the truck door and started scanning 360 degrees without keeping his eyes too long away from the door to the house. Then Alec pulled his cell phone and dialed 911. But the called just dropped and never dialed, even with good reception. "What!?" He tried again and again with the same result. Not normal. The only police out in Alec's neck of the woods were a long way away but he had never had trouble calling them. "Worst case scenario," Alec thought. I was dimly lit on the other side of the door to the house and the door only opened into a hallway going to both the left and the right. Alec was not feeling too keen about entering that door and giving somebody the advantage over him tactically. But he didn't feel comfortable exiting the garage, either. The worst part was, that someone probably knew he was here. The stalemate was frightening. If only something would happen, he would have something to respond to. Instead, just silence and and pretty bird songs. Alec also rejected the idea of leaving in his truck to go call police from another phone. Alec wasn't leaving the love of his life and their three beautiful children at the mercy of anyone, he decided. At this point, Alec wished he had asked for the tactical rail mounted gun light for Christmas last year, and not that 30 round magazine that he only used during target shooting. But he grabbed the cheesy little LED flashlight from his pocket, and approached the door to the house. The door would open out and towards Alec. Alec knew this would be tricky. He didn't want to shoot anybody in his family, either. Honestly, Alec's various training hadn't prepared him for this. He didn't know what to do, so he did the best he knew how. Taking one last 360 look around, Alec placed used his left hand to quickly open the door a few inches, immediately jumping back from the opening. Nothing. He started to slice the pie, clearing the immediate space behind the door all the way to the far left of the hall down toward the living room. Nothing. Then, he eased the door open most of the way and started to slice the pie to the right. It was even darker to the right, where the hallway broke off to the left for the kitchen but straight ahead to the stairs. Nothing. Something told Alec this was not good. That he was being ambushed majorly and that there was no reason to walk into a trap. "Time to change course of action. This is not good," Alec was busy thinking when he suddenly heard right behind him a pop, pop, pop…pop, pop, pop! Alec hit the floor out of instinct and turned only to see the back of his pickup sag as the tires went immediately flat. Standing only a few yards behind his truck was a figure in all out tactical gear with an AR-15. Alec began to raise his pistol only to have his arms struck by a force strong enough to knock him to his knees. It was a scuffle, someone had jumped him from behind. Their arms were on his. It was a struggle for the gun. They elbowed him in the face. He kneed them in the groin. They wouldn't let go. Voices in the kitchen! It was Sherry! And the kids! Screaming! Alec released his left hand from the gun and reached for the homemade fixed blade his fishing buddy Rob had sold him last year. Now he was pushed on his back. The assailant almost had his pistol. He could see a black Hummer pulling from the back yard to the front of the house. It stopped briefly to let the guy with the AR in, who paused to check back on the struggle. The AR guy started to turn back to join the fight when Alec's blade began to stab and stab. Alec's first strikes hit the assailant's body armor and that didn't go to well. But just as he could hold onto his gun no longer, Alec's blade found it's way to the throat of his attacker and there was immediate limpness in the body that was on top of him. Strangely, the guy with the AR hesitated after seeing Alec prevail over his attacker, and jumped into the black Hummer. Alec disgustedly threw the body off him and raised himself up a bit, just enough to see his son Jole's crying face in the back of the Hummer before it went spinning off down the driveway, pedal to the metal!
What should Alec do next?? You decide! See above for rules...
May 21st, 2013 04:52 PM
Without your replies, Alec's family could die!! ;)
Some possible choices for Alec, among others:
-Jump into his wife's vehicle for the chase
-Try to call the police again
-Shoot at the vehicle with his pistol
-Grab the sniper rifle upstairs
May 21st, 2013 05:13 PM
Call Joe and fire two shots from his shotgun off the balcony.
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May 21st, 2013 06:03 PM
Have wife dial 911 you run across the field cutting them off or drive