The Worst Survive

An Englishman, a freedom fighter and a scientist walk into a bar. Stop me if you’ve heard this one.

It’s 2042 and this Englishman, he’s been through the wars. Scully just wants a drink and enough coin for another round. He doesn’t care for New Industry politics, gang wars or science projects that could change the world.

But this bar’s special. It’s the sort of place people go to hire help with those things. People promising a lot of drinking money. The sort of money that might get your average lout tearing up the American Remnant, cussing from one violently hungover encounter to another, to hell with the consequences.

And the consequences of this particular encounter – they’re big. Soil-your-pants big.

See, there’s a mark who needs protecting, Laine Faergrowe, and he’s no typical scientist. And this ain’t like other jobs. With every man fighting for himself in this corrupt wasteland, here’s a guy offering a little piece of hope. Shame so many people want him dead.

Our Scully, drunk and/or irritable and with barely a noble bone in his vicious body, is the only one who can save him. Lucky for us, he knows how to put the punch in punchline.

The Worst Survive is a frenetic ride through a retro-future dystopia rife with colourful gangs, a madcap mystery and ever-mounting stakes. It’s Mad Max meets Blade Runner meets Dredd and whatever other action-packed horror-show of a future you can think of. Strap yourself in for a bloody good/bad time!