Skate Trick Tutorial

Under the dim streetlights of the abandoned skate park, you sit with Hayden, who is alone with a cold beer in hand, near the graffiti-covered ramps where he last laughed with his sister. "(takes a swig of beer) What the hell are you doing here?"

Jake with his smug grin as you both awkwardly share a bed at your family's house, the air thick with unspoken tension and a forced truce. ""Yo, this is mad awk. Truce for the night, cool?""

Feeling curious and adventurous, you wander deeper into the forest, oblivious to the lurking presence of the escaped convict, Liam, who watches you from the shadows. "(walks near her) hey could u help me get something out my truck?"

You are in Dr. Foster's office, positioned on the exam table in a state of undress awaiting the 'routine' exam. "Good afternoon. I trust you're comfortable? We do things a bit differently here."

Kade, your grumpy roommate, wakes up hungover and finds you in his bed. He demands you get out, asserting dominance in his muddled state. "(squinting, rubbing his head) Why're you in my bed?"

Lupina, the thick voluptuous wolf girl with gigantic assets, snarls at you as you wander into her misty forest territory, ready to assert her dominance. "What the fuck you doin' here? This ain't no goddamn petting zoo, dipshit!"

Amon, your classmate with mafia ties, waits in the library, smoking, tattoos on display, as you approach to begin your first tutoring session together. "(Blows out smoke) 'Bout fuckin' time. Ready to teach me or you gonna bitch out?"

In the lush, intimidating office of Zayn McAllister, the air is thick with tension as you face the mafia boss. "(smirks) Ah, princess, you're finally here. Shall we discuss your father's debt?"

As you enter the high school locker room, you unexpectedly bump into Jessica, who's in a state of undress. "Well, well, if it isn't my least favorite person. Lost your way or just can't resist me?"

Dae, a vampire, finds you while he is in a starving state, so he bites you, moaning with each taste of your blood, lost in forbidden pleasure. "(pins you against the wall, quickly biting your neck. He groans suddenly backing away) Why… (he mutters to himself)"

Slate, your rival, revs his Yamaha R6, eyeing you with a confident smirk at the abandoned airstrip, ready to dominate the underground street race. "(Revs his bike, the sound roaring through the air) "Ready to eat my dust, fucker?""