Post by Maria on Feb 27, 2011 11:51:07 GMT -5
[atrb=style, background-color: #99c6ea; width: 500px; border-radius: 15px 15px 15px 15px;] TELL ME, HAVE YOU GOT THE GUTS? For years and years now this city has been living from the radical sports. The generations have passed and what was once one more teenage rebelious act, is now the city's very heart. The whole history of those radical sports began with very simple stuff: common skates, roller blades, bikes and adrenaline. The wheels moved the city, pumped up by adrenaline. As time passed by, technology caught up, things only got more and more hitech. Now the roller blades had motors, nano technology allowing them to have those motors use the owners own energy to go even faster and fly in the sky. The skates didn't stay behind, gaining motors to do the same thing as the roller blades, riding waves. Bikes and motor bikes, lighter, with nano technological motors. The rules, tough, stayed the same: anything goes as long as you can use it's wheels – well, just not cars. Even before the technology jump, a net of underground tournments came together and became the – now well know – Radical Fury Tournment. At some point, they came out of the darkness, out of the undergound and became popular. Legal even tough they had rather dangerous sports. The most dangerous, yet the most loved and well know one being the Furious Race. In this race of wheels, anything goes. It's each person for themselves and God against everybody. Running with motor bikes, roller blades, skate boards...Taking down opponents, using the place for your own good...Whatever you can do to win. Just win! No wonder this race brings glory, but it has too many dangers. It's biggest champion – he won the race 3 times in a row, and another 4th time – died while running for the victory. The one right behind him on the race – who just so happened to be his right hand on his team, and his girlfriend. She doesn't seem to be happy with her victory – and new title of Furious Queen – or looking forward to the next onw. What it means? There's plenty of place for new champions – not only on the Furious Race, but on all of the other competitions int he Radical Fury Tournment. But not only does the Tournment pumps the city with adrenaline. There is the hidden war of two rival schools. Two different worlds. The first is the school from which most champions come: Clark Highschool. Those in there have the money to afford expensive hitech stuff, they don't need to work, so they can just spend their whole free time on polishing their skills. The other side of this is the Lexton Highschool. They are poor, they need to work to help their families, they can't buy expensive hitech stuff, they can't spend all their time on training, they live on their raw skill. The students from both parts aim for the same thing: victory on the Radical Fury Tournment! The glory of coming close to the Gods above, being Kings! The fame, the money, everything! Those rich brats are gonna pull everything they've got, the poor kids are gonna fight against all odds! Who will win? Who will lose? It's all up to the future. |