1000 words exactly    (have fun)
Quinn’s story 
Quinn walked down the road by the river without a care in the world. He often walked down this road when he wanted to think or just relax in general. Quinn was a light skinned boy. He had blond hair and brown eyes. “An unlikely pair his family and friends said on many occasions.
His family consisted of his mother and two brothers. Which on occasions would tease him about his hobby.  When now when you think of hobby, you think games, reading ext. Quinn however hated cooking and didn’t consider games a hobby. He collected dimes. Weird right! Quinn loved dimes. When he saw a dime he had to have it. Like some strange impulse came and controlled him for those few seconds. Sometimes he could limit himself but only rarely. One day that limitation went away forever.  
Quinn was walking home from school one day. By the hand of fate he decided to take a short cut through a patch of farmland. “It’s a nice day today maybe ill stop at the river Quinn shrugged out loud with faint aww from the suns refection on the corn field to his left. “Quinn” said a mysterious voice. Quinn stopped “There shouldn’t be anyone here today” Quinn said. He turned around and came face to face with a man he had only seen from old photos and videos.
Behind Quinn, standing between two corn stocks was Quinn’s father! Quinn’s father took a step forward with arms opening and said with a raspy voice “son give yea father a hug now why don’t yea”. Quinn stood in disbelief. First of all he noticed that he only help one arm out also he didn’t know that his father was British. However what really shocked Quinn was why his father would appear to him in the middle of a corn field? Quinn asked the million dollar question.
 “Dad?” why are you here” while taking a step back. “Son yea all right its yea father?” “Now give me a hug why don’t yea” Quinn’s father said in a loud angry voice. Quinn remembered something, they had no photos of his father. He had no idea who this man was! Furthermore the man was holding something behind his back. “What do you have behind your back “father?” Quinn said in a happy voice to fool the man. “Just a gift for yah son” the man said slowly bringing his hand out from behind his back.
Pointing at Quinn from the man’s hand was a small black gun. Quinn’s belief confirmed took a step back. “Now now son don’t yea jump the gun” he said laughing harshly. “Yea know why I’m here so come along quietly or someone be a mess on the ground now wont we”. Quinn went into emergency mode. To not give the man any reason to shoot he reached down slowly into his pocket and pulled out a dime. “Bribes come in hundreds don’t they son” the man said. “Father” Quinn said quietly, “I don’t know who you are but this is not for a bribe”. “Well now we know who the mess is going to be now don’t we now Quinn”. The man said readjusting his gun to point at Quinn’s head. “I’m go ‘in to blow yea thinking box out I will”.
Lots of things had happened to Quinn in the past. Quinn was unlike any 16 year old you’re ever going to meet. The power of a red giant star barely compares to the power help hostage inside Quinn. Super strength, flight and telekinesis. All of this is child’s play compared to what power Quinn had stored inside his body. He didn’t know it but he’s going to get high. `
    Quinn stood there unable to think what to do. He pulled out the dime and now what. His mother said that to always keep it close but what did she mean. “Everything alright there yea governor”? The man said with a sneer. Quinn held the dime tight in his hand, he wished with all his might for this to work. He concentrated on the dime.  He thought that maybe if he wishes it to work it will. A load bang was herd. “Warning shot lad now come along or else”. Quinn took the dime and tossed it into the air. To his astonishment the dime remained floating up slowly. Slowly the dime climbed out of his reach. Quinn picked up a fallen corn stock and reached up to the dime. The corn stock though had the same effect and slowly started to pull Quinn up. Fortunately for Quinn it broke. He knew at least it wasn’t the dime that did it, it was him. He realized with a smile that he had antigravity. He had the power to laugh in gravity’s face. “Hey what yea doing!” the man said reaching into his pocket.
He pulled out some sort of phone the likes Quinn had never seen before.  He pressed some buttons and said “Code red, code red he awakened”. Quinn thought of something, he closed his eyes and started to concentrate on himself. Sometime later He fearfully opened his eyes. He couldn’t believe his eyes He was floating far above the surface. Instantly he lost control and started to plummet insanely fast strait down to earth. As he fell he tried many times to stop but every time he was hit with a surge of pain. Again and again he tried to stop his rapid decent but couldn’t. The pain soon became too much to bear and he lost consonance.
Quinn woke in a cold sweat. At least he thought he was awake. He couldn’t see or move at all. Where ever he was it was noisy with so many voices passing around him. He felt a hand on his neck and everyone stopped talking. “Hello Quinn you must be awake by now” a voice said, seeming far away. “Don’t worry though Quinn your fathers waiting outside”.
What will happen next you ask!? Find out in the next 1000 words of Quinn’s story!
       

There are three different themes where super hero's get there "powers". There similar but not at the same time. The first one is trauma. Batman's origin story is packed full of trauma. An example of trauma is: You killed my uncle now I kill you #spider man 2014. The next is destiny, like star wars. Luke's destiny was to kill his father dark Vader if that’s spelled correctly. Destiny is an event that was always meant to happen and will happen if you like it or not.

The last is sheer chance, have you ever seen those movies where a random guy stumbles into a cave and gets bitten by a radioactive armadillo and becomes half man half armadillo. That’s what sheer chance is. It’s the process of a random guy getting powers for only being at the right place at the right time. He or she has no reason to get these powers and no reason to use them in any way but profit. Most Super villains are made this way. Iron man does not count as a hero since he has no powers at all. No his suit doesn't count since it’s a machine. If anything his suits the hero he’s just along for the ride.         

The bottom poster is mine. The top is the one I copied, This was hard for me because I always had trouble using the brush/pen tool. So I thought I should challenge myself by doing this one because anyone can copy photos and change them but to take something blank and completely paint it is a challenge to me.

This is Banna-Man a half banana Half Bird. Also for some reason he likes to wear cowboy hats. Banna-Mans background is a sad one full of hardships and loss. When Banna-Man was a baby living on the tree he lived his whole life a mean man ripped him away from his brothers and sisters never to see them again. After that he was shoved into a crate of other bananas all of then screaming for there mothers and fathers. Banna-Man was among them screaming as well. For he had no idea what was going on. they started moving and after a while the truck stopped and light poured into the crate. A man wearing a black lab coat was standing next to the crate, towering over the bananas with a sense of awe. The man leaned down and surveyed the bananas carefully. Banna-Man tried to get to the bottom to ovoid being picked. He didn't like this guy and there's no way he's going to let him touch him. the worst happened, Banna-Man started to rise out of his whole. He was looking down so he couldn't see the man reach down and pick him up. The man closed the crate and carried Banna-Man into some sort of house. After walking for a while through hallways and rooms the man put Banna-Man down. He reached over to grab a cowboy hat for some odd reason. The man took some glue and glued the hat to the top of Banna-Mans head. Almost instantly Banna-Man felt something wrong. A slit opened below his eyes and turned into a beak. Then a pair of wings stretched out of his back. Banna-Man was shocked he said "I must be going crazy" he realized he could talk. "wow I have never seen a talking banana till now" the man said. Banna-Man terrified stretched out his wings and started to fly away. The man yelled "wait! come back" but Banna-Man kept flying away . So till this day Banna-Man is still flying around sometimes he saves bananas in need. Always watching never fearing, your Banna-Man is always here. THE END...         

This is my real state poster