Chapter 1 – Motörrunner
Chawncy McGee wrung his hands beneath the desk, desperate to conceal his anxiety from the towering mountain of meat seated before him.
That the ork was dressed in an Italian three-piece suit did not lessen his terrifying presence in the slightest, rather,
it only served to throw into sharp relief his cruel and barbarous demeanour.
A thousand years ago, Chawncy reckoned, he would have found his calling as some Viking berserker, sporting a wolf jaw on his head and a bear skin on his back,
laughing maniacally as he hacked his enemies to pieces with a battleaxe.
But in the year 2054, he made trideo games.
"I've looked over your company's financials, Mr.
McGee" the ork said, speaking in a low, gravelly timbre that seemed calculated to trigger an individual's most primal fears, "and it doesn't look good. Not good at all."
The bare white walls of his office seemed to be closing in on him. "Lord Swedish, I won't deny that CB Entertainment is going through a rough patch, and I will admit that
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