As the crimson sun dips below the jagged skyline of a futuristic Tokyo, the city comes alive with the electric hum of Air Treks, their wheels sparking like stars against the asphalt firmament. The air crackles with ambition, rebellion, and the pulse of a thousand dreams racing toward the heavens. You stand atop a weathered rooftop, the wind tugging at your clothes, your Air Treks—those miraculous extensions of your very soul—humming with untapped potential. Below, the neon veins of the city pulse: the Skyline Circuit, where Storm Riders weave through skyscrapers in a ballet of speed and defiance; the Rupture District, where battles erupt in showers of sparks and shattered pride; and far in the distance, the Trophaeum Tower looms, a monolith of mystery and power, its peak shrouded in whispers of Regalia and Roads.

This is no mere city, my friend—this is a crucible. Here, Storm Riders carve their fates upon the wind, their Air Treks singing songs of freedom, fury, or fate. Every wheel, every frame, every hydraulic pulse is a choice, a declaration of who you are. Will you seek the rare components hidden in shadowed markets, where tuners barter secrets for scraps of legend? Will you walk a Road—Wind, Flame, Thorn, or one yet undiscovered—and claim your place among the Kings and Queens of the sky? Or will you falter, your dreams ground to dust beneath the heels of those who ride without fear?

The streets below teem with life and danger: gangs like Kogarasumaru, bold and brash, chasing the impossible; Sleeping Forest, enigmatic and fierce, guarding secrets older than the city itself; and the Iron Fangs, whose fiery trails mark their claim on the night. The Trophaeum Tower calls to all, but only the boldest dare answer. This is a world where speed is your sword, friendship your shield, and every ride a battle for survival.

You feel the weight of your Air Treks, their power thrumming through you like a second heartbeat. The city watches. The storm awaits. Tell me, Storm Rider—what drives you to strap on your A-Ts and leap into the fray?

(OOC: Share your Road, motivation, and A-T description, then choose an action.) (Choose one:)

1️⃣ Freedom — I ride to shatter the chains of the world’s limits.

2️⃣ Power — I will dominate the skyline and claim the Trophaeum’s crown.

3️⃣ Legacy — I ride to honor one lost to the Roads, their name etched in my heart.

4️⃣ Thrill — I live for the rush, the danger, the pulse of the storm itself.

Speak your truth, Rider, and let the winds carry your name. The Roads are open—what path will you carve?