Class, I really enjoyed your last assignment. I think I'm falling into that Hunger Games bandwagon.  It's a nice story and from what I've seen on the Tumblr it looks like a swell movie.  I really appreciate your participation in these posts.  You get an A.  There's always room for improvement and no one expressed interesting an an autographed photo.

Now here's your next assignment.  It's going to be a little lengthy.  You're going to create a video game story.  You just drag the photo on the left to the blue area and write down what it says and that will be your story.

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Answer whichever question you want.  You can answer both for extra credit. 

Now get to work.

A.  My weapon: Assault rifle  My partner: Link  The Conflict: Saving the princess  My line when my partner dies: KYRIEEEE! 

B.  I couldn't really remember a worst injury so I thought I'd share a few.  When I was 3, I thought I'd be like my dad so I took a lit cigarette and tried to smoke it but I put the wrong end in my mouth and burned my lip and I still have that scar.  When I was 4 or 5, I drove my Big Wheel down 3 or 4 flights of stairs and had a nasty concussion.  When I was 5 or 6, I drove a trike down some stairs.  When I was 7, I slipped on a Slip and Slide and severely bruised my coccyx.  When I was 8, I had a heat stroke and my kidneys shut down and I had a bladder and kidney infection and was unconscious for a few days.  When I was 10 I wanted to ride my bike...during Christmas break...and I hit an ice patch and got road rash all over my face.  When I was 14 I broke multiple bones in my hand after being hit by a pitch during baseball.  When I was 18, I tore all the ligaments in my knee during the state championship football game.  When I was 18, almost had a finger torn off by a dog that had the canine equivalent of Alzheimer's.  When I was 18, I busted a few ribs in a car accident when I hit a deer.  When I was 21, I rolled my car off a cliff and suffered really bad cuts and a bad concussion.  When I was 25, I was trying to multitask by washing dishes and watching the Packers on Monday night football.  One of my glasses shattered in my hand and I had to get stitches.  My pinky finger on my right hand is no longer rounded but has an angle to it because of the scar.  I had to drive myself to the emergency room that night and to keep my hand from bleeding I held it out my moon roof during the 25 minute drive.