Before the world ended Speedtown was known for an annual race. These days the entertainment value is matched only by the mortality rate. As a racer, can you survive the 16 laps to the finish line?
Each year, the Iron Works hosts the Speedtown Invitational, a week-long event ending in a night of entertainment & combat. House Lily has invited you to join the festivities.
The Guts N' Bolts racing tournament is coming to Speedway-that-was. While the elite look down, will you and your gang risk Infection for a place in the standings, cash in, or be left in the dust?
Description:
The Guts N' Bolts racing tournament is bringing this most momentous motor sport of murder and mayhem to the Speedway-that-was. The elites pulling strings and the gangs that war beneath all want a stake in this nitro-burning extravagance in a world redlining way beyond the Apocalypse. The Old World is dead, but that doesn't mean come Saturday night the Diesel Jocks won't trade fuel, rubber, and lead for a shot at fame and fortune. Will you and your gang risk Infection for a place in the standings, cash in, or be left in the dust? The world as we know it is gone, cities fallen to the zombie hordes and the nuclear weapons foolishly employed to try to burn them out. Mankind is reborn to the Infection - Strains evolved. Zombies, monsters, psychics and powerful new religions vie over the remains of the broken world and start to claw their way back.
The Guts N' Bolts racing tournament is coming to Speedway-that-was. While the elite look down, will you and your gang risk Infection for a place in the standings, cash in, or be left in the dust?
Description:
The Guts N' Bolts racing tournament is bringing this most momentous motor sport of murder and mayhem to the Speedway-that-was. The elites pulling strings and the gangs that war beneath all want a stake in this nitro-burning extravagance in a world redlining way beyond the Apocalypse. The Old World is dead, but that doesn't mean come Saturday night the Diesel Jocks won't trade fuel, rubber, and lead for a shot at fame and fortune. Will you and your gang risk Infection for a place in the standings, cash in, or be left in the dust? The world as we know it is gone, cities fallen to the zombie hordes and the nuclear weapons foolishly employed to try to burn them out. Mankind is reborn to the Infection - Strains evolved. Zombies, monsters, psychics and powerful new religions vie over the remains of the broken world and start to claw their way back.
The Guts N' Bolts racing tournament is coming to Speedway-that-was. While the elite look down, will you and your gang risk Infection for a place in the standings, cash in, or be left in the dust?
Description:
The Guts N' Bolts racing tournament is bringing this most momentous motor sport of murder and mayhem to the Speedway-that-was. The elites pulling strings and the gangs that war beneath all want a stake in this nitro-burning extravagance in a world redlining way beyond the Apocalypse. The Old World is dead, but that doesn't mean come Saturday night the Diesel Jocks won't trade fuel, rubber, and lead for a shot at fame and fortune. Will you and your gang risk Infection for a place in the standings, cash in, or be left in the dust? The world as we know it is gone, cities fallen to the zombie hordes and the nuclear weapons foolishly employed to try to burn them out. Mankind is reborn to the Infection - Strains evolved. Zombies, monsters, psychics and powerful new religions vie over the remains of the broken world and start to claw their way back.
Our story takes place in the Iron Works. The time is the annual Speedtown Invitation where contests of skill happen over the days celebration. Do you have what it takes to live through the night?
Our story takes place in the Iron Works. The time is the annual Speedtown Invitation where contests of skill happen over the days celebration. Do you have what it takes to live through the night?
2 generations after the apocalypse, your small settlement thought that perhaps you'd finally started to push the undead back. However, the scouts say you were wrong... dead wrong.