The Rest Of The World

    During the Exodus, humanity all packed into the Megacorpolis like one happy family under the not at all crushing heel of the corproations. The old world, as it is now called, was stripped of whatever corps could steal and left to rot. Since then, the Old World has been depicted as a place of horror and madness, where cannibal cults hide in the shadows and mutated monsters do monster-mutated things. Movies, TV shows, cartoons, the back of cereal boxes all repeat the mantra: it's dangerous out there. You better stay in the city. If you think your work/home/life/applicable situation is bad here, wait until you get out there. The planet almost died, after all, and it's still holding a grudge about it. Places like the Ashlands or the radioactive remnants of the Russian Federation, or the hole that used to be one city or another, are all pretty compelling arguments. Of course, no argument is so good that it can't be tweaked.     It's been about twohundred years now, and most average citizens of Megacorpolis don't know a whole lot about the Old World beyond what they see on the screen. And what are they going to do? Take time off to go look? In this economy? With DangerCorp, you can!   DangerCorp now offers exclusive tours of the Old World, ranging in danger (and price) from gentle green to radioactive red. See the ruins of old cities that once housed mankind, where monuments once stood before we picked them up and carted them off to Megacorpolis. Watch nature reclaim its rightful dominion and wild beast roams in apartments, malls, and palaces that we haven't looted yet.     If that sounds too safe, DangerCorp can take you anywhere you want to go and let you experience the thrill of danger and maybe take a couple of shots at it. From old battle sites to "cannibal infested regions", DangerCorp has it all. (Note: And sure, maybe there aren't actually any cannibals, but that's what actors are for. An intern or two might have to be messily devoured to really sell it, and most consumers come away thinking they've witnessed the real thing! If you do happen to find a village or habitat, whose to say they weren't cannibals? It can be real hard to judge from a helicopter.)     (Note: It is expedient to lose a customer every now and then, or the trips start to feel too safe. The appearance of real danger remain our most valuable asset, since that's the draw of the whole operation. If a trip isn't dangerous enough, we'll have to make it dangerous. Besides, they signed the waiver. Don't want to get eaten by interns pretending to be zombies? Don't go on the zombie-shooting-expedition.)