Disclaimer: I do not own the Twisted Metal video game series, nor do I own any of the characters or ANYTHING, as it is owned by "Eat, Sleep, Play", "Sony" and anyone else. This story is based on a cut Twisted Metal game of the same name and I will use as much of the cut material as I can as well as putting my own twist.
Twisted Metal: Apocalypse:
A smothering cloud formed over the Earth, a blanket of smog laid itself overtop of the husk of what used to be a green planet turned into a brown one. Inside, the ruins of the old world lay in disrepair, only sparsely inhabited by small pockets of people struggling to survive. Food and water is limited, people kill each other for less; and funny enough the world wasn't ended by the usual suspects, there was no big war to speak of and there was no famine that wiped us out. No, that came later; it was something so small in the city of Los Angeles and grew too big, too fast.
The Twisted Metal World Tour all those many years ago has left the world in a dire state and it's hard to believe that the actions of only a couple of drivers could've led to civilizational collapse. Entire cities from New York to Paris fell and crumbled under the sheer chaos from the tournament; that same chaos leading to a chain of the likes of food shortages, government coups, climate change; almost anything and everything had an effect that would be felt for generations and the rest were left with scraps.
The point of no return was back decades ago, and foolishly no one bothered to even try to figure out a solution—madness brings out madness so to speak. But funny enough, this same madness that brought us to this point is the very same that could take us out: The Twisted Metal Competition, depending on if the winner so chooses. The only rule? Kill everyone, destroy everything and in exchange you will get one wish of your desire, anything and everything is in the palm of your hands.
However it isn't easy, your competition aren't pushovers; they consist of the most hardened and bloodthirsty warriors, killers, maniacs, and travelers throughout the entire wasteland. You'll have to deal with all sorts of obstacles from the elements like nuclear fallout and sandstorms, bandits, each other; it'll take all you can give and more in order for you to win. And the devil behind it? A mysterious man named Calypso, the evil piece of shit who formed the contest after making a deal with another devil. This devil himself turns his ghastly form to you, crookedly opening his mouth which is surrounded by burn marks.
"I AM CALYPSO, AND I THANK YOU FOR PLAYING….TWISTED METAL!"
