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| In the dystopian near future, motorcycle gangs roam the highways, while the police can't even afford to hire janitors. | |
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| If only people didn't spend all of their money on car customization, eh? Well, I'm off to act ridiculous for an hour so you'll know how scary I am. | |
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| Those thugs killed my partner and I'm... upset! There's only one thing to do now: quit and go on vacation with my family. | |
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| Let's visit scenic Dangerousville and split up a lot! | |
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| Those thugs killed my family and I'm... bothered! There's only one thing to do now: sink to their level. | |
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| I like that moral, but not as much as I liked my right foot. | |
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