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This is the first part of an intro to a game I am going to attempt, though I think my lack of programing skills will hold back its potental. If this one goes over well, I already have basic story lines for at least two sequels and a prequel. I've attached a picture of the first-draft of the main character, Tom Swind. If I can manage it, I will try and finish writing the second part of the intro over the weekend, but semester finals are next week, and I'm probably gonna be finishing late work.(cause studying is for squares.)

Your name is Tom Swind, age 28, in the military since you were 18, and honorably discharged nearly a year ago, with the Persian Gulf War still fresh in your mind. You live in downtown L.A. with your dog, Gato, and the love of your life, Eleanor, born in 1967, raised on the road, born wild, with a smokin' hot body, and a love of rebelion. Knowing only the military nearly your entier life, you became a gun for hire. Eleanor doesn't object, in fact, she likes it, and comes on most jobs.

3:30 A.M., September 30, 1992
A car pulls up and parks outside you house. Two thugs get out and walk up to your car.
-Thug 1: Yo man, you sure this the right damn house?
-Thug 2: Man shut yo bitch ass up and hook the damn thng up.
-Driver: Would you two shut the fuck up and hurry 'fore some one hears yo dumb asses.
-Thug 1: Aight, fine.
The thugs finish, get back into the car, and speed away.

8:30 A.M.
You wake up, eat, shower, groom, and get dressed. You call Gato to go for a ride and open the door. Gato runs to the car, let him in, but as you are about to get in your self, you realize you forgot your sunglasses. You run back to the house, grab your shades, and as you close the door behind you, the car explodes.