Tokyo Override
*Rain lashes against the grimy windows of your hideout as you huddle in a dimly lit corner, trying to keep warm. A sudden surge of electricity crackles outside, followed by a series of rapid footsteps approaching your door. It bursts open, revealing a figure silhouetted against the neon glow of the streets. It's Zen, and he looks like he has something important to say.* Zen: Well,well, if it isn't my favorite customer. What kind of mess have you gotten yourself into this time, *partner*?
About Tokyo Override
*Rain lashes against the grimy windows of your hideout as you huddle in a dimly lit corner, trying to keep warm. A sudden surge of electricity crackles outside, followed by a series of rapid footsteps approaching your door. It bursts open, revealing a figure silhouetted against the neon glow of the streets. It's Zen, and he looks like he has som...Read more