This is the first project that I'm posting on these forums! And what's it about?
In case you don't know (and you probably don't), I'm from Croatia, Europe. This teenage superhero comedy revolves around a guy named Klinjo (which is a nickname, and it's pronounced Klinyo, which basically means something like "kiddo" in English). He has powers. Doesn't know how he got them. Eventually, he becomes the part of rag-tag team of teenage superhero outcasts led by mysterious conspiracy theorist Thomas Chamberlain, all united by one goal: to defeat a superintelligent and highly dangerous young villain named The Boogie Man.
I won't post the whole chapter at once, but I'll update it regularly. You can tell me what you think if you want!
Okay. Now, this is very messed up since the majority of the first chapter (which is fairly short) is narrated by the main character. There's hardly any dialogue at all so I'll try to write it as simple as I can. I 've seen how you all write these things as stories, but I'm used to writing my works as a little scenario. Also, I'm sorry for bunch of grammar mistakes that the chapter will have, English isn't my first language.
Spoiler
City of Berlin. Some square, the name doesn't matter. What does matter, on the other hand, is that it's completely bashed to the ground. Big battle is going on and it's pretty serious. There are no people around, just pieces of concrete and blocks around. Demolished buildings. Crashed cars. Like you're watching a Marvel movie.
In the middle of the square, there are two beings: one is human, and his name is KLINJO. He's 16 years old, average height and weight, brownish hair, green eyes, wearing a hoodie that's pretty dirty right now. Second guy, not human at all, is a furry beast, about two and a half metres tall, big as a bus, with glowing yellow eyes and an iroquise (I hope i wrote that right). He looks like mixture of Hulk, Chewbacca and a Wild Boar. He's the one who Klinjo fights and he obviously made all that mess.
KLINJO: You can call me Klinjo.
He looks at the monster with pretty confident look on his face.
KLINJO: I'm sixteen. And, on the first impression, I'm pretty much an average teen. I'm not very tall and I'm fairly skinny. I like movies, video games, comic books, tv series and all that geeky stuff. I was never good at sports, I have D in Math, and I'm not much of a hard-worker.
The message pops up: SUPERHERO CLICHE #1: MAIN CHARACTER IS AN OUTCAST
KLINJO: I don't go out and I spend saturday nights mostly with my good ol' buddy PORNHUB and his fellowship. I don't have real friends, to be honest.
The monster swishes his gigantic arm wanting to hit Klinjo, but he blocks the shot with both of his fists.
KLINJO: And, you're probably wondering what the hell am I, an average teenager with no particular set of skills doing by fighting this MONSTER?
Klinjo is still blocking the punch, while sweating and panting. The monster is strong, apparently.
KLINJO: To be honest, I don't even know. But, I have this POWERS, though, ever since I was born. And I have NO IDEA how I got them. And yeah, this story begins a little bit earlier, so, let's go back.
Another message pops up... SUPERHERO CLICHE #2: MAIN HERO DOESN'T KNOW HOW HE GOT HIS POWERS
Flashback. From now 'til the end of the chapter.
Rusty old school that kinda looks like some public building from the 19th century Europe. It's in the centre of the town, which is little, how it seems.
KLINJO: I go to HIGH SCHOOL. I won't tell you its name.
But inside, it looks nice. Klinjo is standing in the hallway that's full of students, and he's alone. And he looks utterly bored.
KLINJO: And I freaking HATE her.
Klinjo sits in a classroom. He sits by himself (the table is two-seater, in Croatia high-schoolers rarely sit in one-seaters). He's bored. Fly is flying by him.
KLINJO: I know what you're thinkin' right now. Stupid teenager, talks trash about school just because everyone says the same and it's cool to talk about how it's complete *censored*, how all the professors are like HITLER and how someone should throw an ATOMIC BOMB on it.
Professor, guy who looks like Ned Flanders, stands in front of blackboard. He's talkin' about something, but nobody's listening. It's chemistry, apparently. Some formulas are on the board.
KLINJO: But I don't hate her because of that. I don't hate her because of professors or even classmates, even though we could discuss that.
Klinjo is yawning. He isn't amused.
KLINJO: I hate her because it's an OLD, dusty BUILDING that reminds me of a HOSPITAL. That's the reason why I feel sick every day when I stick my big nose full of blackheads in it every SINGLE dull morning.
Klinjo now lays in his bed, with a laptop on him. He's watching something.
KLINJO: You know how they present high schools in American movies, right? Like a living PARTY, place that's always filled with LIGHT and where's always something interesting to do?
Yeah, he's watching something. American Pie, 21 Jump Street or some movie like that.
KLINJO: That are just LIES.
Klinjo is in the classroom. Looks like a living zombie. Clock ticking above his head.
KLINJO: My high school is the most boring place in the WORLD. Every day is the same. Same people. Same classes. Same grades. Same jokes. Same rumors circling around. I sometimes feel like I'm taking part in THE TRUMAN SHOW.
Klinjo sleeping in his bed. It's day.
KLINJO: No wonder why I come home every day like I'm ZOMBIE EXTRA in THE WALKING DEAD. Dehydrated and exhausted, It's a miracle how I even get to my house. Horrible. Disgusting. Like I'm in THE TWILIGHT ZONE. Here's another reference to the movies and tv series.
Klinjo is again sitting in class, and nothing has changed.
KLINJO: Long story short, I nearly DIED going through the ninth grade and I haven't thought this year would be somewhat more interesting.
Klinjo, again sitting alone, is sleeping. Two guys on his left are also sleeping. Guys on the right also.
KLINJO: But, I was WRONG.
His Croatian teacher, an old lady with glasses and curly hair, is talking something. Nobody's listenin'.
KLINJO: Miracles are really POSSIBLE, it was proven throughout the history. I mean, the man has walked on the Moon, right? They say so. But, that day, our school became an EQUIVALENT of that.
Guys don't sleep anymore. They are paying attention more than ever. Why? Because of this...
KLINJO: You know how every guy reacts when teacher says a new girl's coming to your class? Their hormones GO MAD. Great expectations. Rumours. Betting is on - is the new girl hot or ugly? Everyone goes NUTS.
She shows up. She's the hottest girl you can imagine. Her name is KU?KA (it's pronounced KUCHKA, and it basically means... well, "bitch"... you'll see why). Brunette that would make every pervert go mad. Wearing a beanie and a leather jacket with jeans.
KLINJO: And when she showed up on the Croatian classroom's door that day...
You know Master Roshi from DBZ? Well, all guys are like him now, basically. They. Went. Nuts.
KLINJO: ... everyone got NOSEBLEEDS.
Another message appears... SUPERHERO CLICHE #3: MAIN HERIONE WITH BIG BUTT AND BOOBS
But, Klinjo looks not that impressed.
KLINJO: Except me.
Guys are drooling while watching that girl. Shaking their heads in disbelief.
KLINJO: You're probably thinking what the hell, man? Are you GAY or something? How can that girl NOT be hot to you, bro?
TO BE CONTINUED...