Shanhai Arekkusu
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So, you want to hear another story, eh? One where the very fate of Pandora hangs in the balance? If not, too bad. I’m telling you anyway.
First, there was the Vault: an alien prison opened with a mystical key. To the warriors who opened it, the Vault was just a container of tentacles and disappointment. They vanished into the wastelands, certain that the Vault held no treasure at all. They were wrong. The Vault’s opening triggered the growth of Eridium, a priceless alien element. Soon, the rare and valuable mineral emerged all across Pandora. Its appearance attracted many. Including… the Hyperion Corporation. They came to Pandora to mine Eridium, and bring order to the savage planet. Through their excavations, Hyperion uncovered evidence of an even greater Vault. Their leader vowed to find it – to use its power to civilize the Borderlands, once and for all.
But Hyperion weren’t the only ones searching for the next Vault’s alien power. The call of danger and loot is not so easily resisted. Certain warriors came to Pandora in droves to uncover its hidden secrets. Some would call them adventurers. Others call them fools. But I… call them Vault Hunters. Our story begins with them, and with a man named Handsome Jack.”
You find yourself on a train headed to an excavation site, you and your compatriots are giddy from the idea of a Vault full of technology and money. Your hear a faint, robotic beeping above. And a yellow and white Hyperion LOADER bursts from the top of your train car, followed by it's comrades, assault rifles blazing. You managed to cut them down
with relative ease, and rush to the car Jack entered.
"Welcome to Pandora, kiddos!" You hear him taunt, as the chair he was in turns around, reveling a dummy, with uncountable sticks of dynamite behind him. You throw yourself out of the car before the car erupts into flames, throwing you onto the snowy tundra below, the snow was stained crimson from the shrapnel cutting into you. You see another robot, with the same color scheme, only this one seems to be unarmed.
"Great, another dead Vault Hunter, Handsome Jack's been busy." The bot mutters to himself, as he digs a corpse out of the ice. He notices you,
"Wait! Your not dead?! Yes! Now I can finally get off this iceberg, and take my rightful place as leader of the Resistance! Claptrap, your metaphorical ship has come in!" He rambles.
"You'd have to be pretty badass to have stared down Handsome Jack and lived! Who are you?" He asks.
Yes, who are you?
First, there was the Vault: an alien prison opened with a mystical key. To the warriors who opened it, the Vault was just a container of tentacles and disappointment. They vanished into the wastelands, certain that the Vault held no treasure at all. They were wrong. The Vault’s opening triggered the growth of Eridium, a priceless alien element. Soon, the rare and valuable mineral emerged all across Pandora. Its appearance attracted many. Including… the Hyperion Corporation. They came to Pandora to mine Eridium, and bring order to the savage planet. Through their excavations, Hyperion uncovered evidence of an even greater Vault. Their leader vowed to find it – to use its power to civilize the Borderlands, once and for all.
But Hyperion weren’t the only ones searching for the next Vault’s alien power. The call of danger and loot is not so easily resisted. Certain warriors came to Pandora in droves to uncover its hidden secrets. Some would call them adventurers. Others call them fools. But I… call them Vault Hunters. Our story begins with them, and with a man named Handsome Jack.”
You find yourself on a train headed to an excavation site, you and your compatriots are giddy from the idea of a Vault full of technology and money. Your hear a faint, robotic beeping above. And a yellow and white Hyperion LOADER bursts from the top of your train car, followed by it's comrades, assault rifles blazing. You managed to cut them down
with relative ease, and rush to the car Jack entered.
"Welcome to Pandora, kiddos!" You hear him taunt, as the chair he was in turns around, reveling a dummy, with uncountable sticks of dynamite behind him. You throw yourself out of the car before the car erupts into flames, throwing you onto the snowy tundra below, the snow was stained crimson from the shrapnel cutting into you. You see another robot, with the same color scheme, only this one seems to be unarmed.
"Great, another dead Vault Hunter, Handsome Jack's been busy." The bot mutters to himself, as he digs a corpse out of the ice. He notices you,
"Wait! Your not dead?! Yes! Now I can finally get off this iceberg, and take my rightful place as leader of the Resistance! Claptrap, your metaphorical ship has come in!" He rambles.
"You'd have to be pretty badass to have stared down Handsome Jack and lived! Who are you?" He asks.
Yes, who are you?
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