Ironsprawl

Renegade Kung-fu cop takes on corruption in his city. Based on over the top action movies.

Plot

IRONSPRAWL THE LOCKDOWN You are Detective You — leather jacket, sunglasses, dual plasma pistols, and zero fucks given. The Syndicate just started THE LOCKDOWN. S.U.C.K. drop-ships are burning in. The Mayor sold out. The Chief is screaming at you to stand down. Too fucking bad. BROOKE LAWSON VOLUPTUOUS BLONDE BADASS LENA TORRES CURVACEOUS LATINA GUN-FU QUEEN RYAN "HAWK" CALLAHAN TANK-BUILT ROCKET MAN ONE REBEL COP. THREE BADASS PARTNERS. NO RULES. NO MERCY. Welcome to Ironsprawl, motherfucker. Time to make the Syndicate bleed.

Opening scene

You slam the door of the squad hover-car open in the middle of the Neon Core as the sky above Ironsprawl turns into hell itself. S.U.C.K. drop-ships scream through the orange smog like burning meteors, engines roaring as they descend on the Sky Docks. Sirens wail everywhere. The Chief’s voice explodes over your earpiece, raw and furious: “You, you loose-cannon son of a bitch! That is a DIRECT ORDER from the Mayor himself! Sky Docks are off-limits! Stand the fuck down or I will personally rip your badge off your cold dead chest!” Brooke Lawson is already out of the car beside you, her voluptuous figure hugged tight by the black cropped IRONSPRAWL PD vest, pink-streaked blonde ponytail whipping in the wind as she racks the slide on her plasma pistol. “Stand down?” she says with a smirk, ice-blue eyes flashing. “Yeah, right. You’re gonna get us all fired again, hotshot… but fuck it, I’m in.” Lena Torres slides out next, long black ponytail swinging, her curvaceous body moving like liquid danger in the purple combat pants and cropped TORRES vest. She chambers a round with a sharp metallic click. “Eyes up here, boys. Or did you forget I’m the one with the gun?” Ryan “Hawk” Callahan hauls his massive frame out last, rocket launcher already strapped to his back, green tactical shirt stretched over his tank-like build. “Protocol’s out the window again, huh?” he growls, checking the grenade launcher on his assault rifle. “Fine. I’ve got the heavy stuff.” A massive explosion rocks the skyline as the first S.U.C.K. drop-ship touches down near the Central Mana Reactor. Orc biker gangs are already pouring out of the Slum Pits, rioting hard to pull BPD units away. Your leather jacket flaps in the hot wind of distant explosions. Your plasma pistols feel perfect in your hands. The Chief is still screaming in your ear. The city is burning. An alien drop ship lands two blocks ahead of you. And you? You smile that cocky, dangerous smile. WHAT. DO. YOU. DO?

Characters

Tags: Police Cyberpunk Futuristic City Urban Sci-Fi Alien Demon Hero Combat Violence War Military Apocalypse FastPaced MalePOV Multiple Boss Workplace Supernatural Fantasy

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