Neon and Nylons

New York City, New York. When the US became corporate controlled, a lot of people panicked. Riots. Anarchy. Puppy kicking. In the midst of all this chaos and , New York saw just another day. Some say it was corrupt, and had been for years. Others will say that, after seeing everything in the world, the fall of the US government into a puppet state was just another thing. Whatever the case, it's home.

While the tourist authority would have rich visitors believe that New York is only SoHo and Manhattan, the average person can't even afford the ticket to get there. No, our story is not in the glamour, the corporate controlled areas, and the safe areas. No, our story is in the dark, the dank, and the worst places. Gang , monsters, mages, gnomes. The worst, really.

But here, you're free. You are not bound by laws, rules, or even the seemingly all powerful corporations. Here, within the refuse, the beasts, and the shadows... you can be who you want to be. The question is... what?

I invite you on an adventure, readers. Not for glory, honor, or save the world. No. Your adventure is simple. Survival. Do you thrive, or end up in the ditch some where? All shall be told in the cold neon of the city.

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Author's Note: Using the following system

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1UGctAYi7mansBS2fknsPvZCGdlJBD3R6gPS2ZBRm9-w/edit
If interested, feel free to post a character up, as well as a backstory, and i'll write out a scenario for your poor, downtrodden adventurer.