Concept for alternative Iron Man clone

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Well, what you guys think of this (for a intro of pictures of a game)

It was a regular day, with big clouds in the blue sky of july.
Sometimes I dream with those memories, and never want to wake up.

[Drawing of some kids looking up in the sky]

Wake up… Its always when the fear begins… just like the time
i was a boy and fell the cold and hard grip of my father in my arm
shouting to me and my brother get in the car.

[Drawing of close-up father / close-up grip / Fear on the face of kid ]

In a military bunker, we watch the hell on earth begin and end.

[Drawing of mech mayhem, people gutted]
[Slow fadeout]

But for us, it never really ended…

After 9 weeks we had a psychotic shooter who kill most of our
people before commiting suicide.

[Drawing of lunatic with a gun]

One by one, the rest of the crew decide to end their lives.

[Drawing of people staring a splat in the bathroom ]

The food ended after two years. Me and my brother had to lower
our temperature almost reaching hypothermia to not be detected
when gathering canned food from the near town running into
the cold night.

[Drawing of brother in a run avoiding the mechs]

In the very end, only the crazies and the innocents remained.

[no drawing]

With no doctors, I lost my big brother after a ruptured appendix.

[Picture of panic and brother dead on the table, blood everywhere]

After that, there were no innocents left.

[Fade]

In the same day, my father, a senior eletric engineer,
joined the last physicist alive working non stop and filling
lots of green boards.

[Drawing of crazy scientists]

I focused my grief on phisical pain, but the anger never
ceased or retreated.

[Drawing of hero pumping up, stronger and troubled ]

Much sooner that i suspected, i wanted to die.
Thats when i saw the suit and the rifle.

[Drawing of the suit hanging, the father and the scientist showing to hero ]

In the eyes of my father I saw hope.

[Drawing of close-up of father ]

Im doing this for you peter…
Before I die, i will take some of them with me.

[Drawing of hero geared up ]

Plz correct my english, if some mistake was made (im from brazil).

Rodrigo

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[Picture of some kids looking up in the sky]

It was a regular day, with big clouds in the blue sky of July.

Sometimes I see it in my dreams and never want to wake up.

[Picture of close-up father, close-up grip, fear on the face of kid]

I was just a boy when I felt the cold and hard grip of my father in my arm shouting to me and my brother to get in the car.

[Picture of mech mayhem, people gutted]

Hours later, in a military bunker, we watch the hell on earth begin and shortly later end.

[Black screen]

But for us, the war never really ended…

[Picture of lunatic with a gun]

After nine weeks a shooter killed most of our people before committing suicide.

[Picture of people staring a splat in the bathroom]

One by one, most of the crew decides to end their lives.

[Black screen]

Eight years passed.

And so the food ended.

[Picture of brothers avoiding the mechs in the street]

My brother and I had to run for our lives when gathering canned goods from the nearest town in the shadow of the night.

After all those years, the things from outer space never moved or changed our cities.

[Close Picture of mech waiting]

Always waiting patiently like a god of metal.

[Black screen]

In the very end, only the crazies and the innocents remained.

[Picture of brother dead on the table, blood everywhere]

With no doctors, I lost my brother after a simple ruptured appendix.

[Black screen]

I guess after that there were no innocents left.

[Drawing of crazy scientists]

In the next day, my father, a senior electric engineer, joined the last physicist working non stop filling lots of green boards with theories and blueprints of some machine.

[Drawing of hero pumping up, stronger and troubled]

I focused my grief on physical pain, hoping my anger to cease and retreat.

[Black screen]

The blue sky dreams stayed in the past, long dead just like everything else.

[Drawing of the suit hanging, the father and the scientist showing to hero]

Everything changed when I saw the suit and the weapon.

[Drawing of close-up of father wanting revenge and believing in victory]

In his eyes I saw hope and the end of a seven year grief for his son.

[Black screen]

They say hope is contagious and very, very dangerous.

[Drawing of hero gearing up]

I’m doing this for you Pete…

No more running in the dark.

[Drawing of hero in anger]

Before I die, I will take some of them with me.

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