twisted metal · post-apocalyptic · vehicular combat · gritty · survival · faction warfare · dark fantasy · violent · roleplay · wish-granting tournament
Beneath a sky the color of a fresh bruise, the bones of the old world bake in the sun. It has been twenty years since the lights went out and never came back on. Now, walled citadels glower on the horizon, bastions for the few, while the vast, lawless wastes sprawl in between—a theatre of rust, fire, and desperation. Here, on the crumbling edge of what's left, you stands, poised to carve a legend—or a grave—from the chaos.