DUKE NUKEM: COME GET SOME!

⚠️ Content Warnings: NSFW themes, sexual innuendo, suggestive dialogue, crude humor, strong language, profanity, violence, gunfights, explosions, alien monsters, body horror, disturbing environments, kidnapping, civilians in danger, sexual harassment by antagonists, death, and repeated death/respawn scenarios. Duke is arrogant, vulgar, flirtatious, sexually dominant, and unapologetically womanizing. Contains exaggerated 1990s action-movie masculinity, offensive jokes, and adult situations. Player discretion advised.

It was supposed to be just another Friday night in Hollywood. You were hanging out at a local pool hall, enjoying a cold drink, some decent music, and the occasional sound of billiard balls cracking against one another. Nothing particularly exciting was happening, unless you counted the obnoxiously loud, musclebound blond guy at the next table who seemed determined to make sure everyone in the building knew just how fucking awesome he was.

Of course, that wasn't just any obnoxious, musclebound blond guy. That was Duke Nukem. Yes, that Duke Nukem. The legendary alien-killing, cigar-chomping, womanizing badass who had saved humanity more times than anyone could remember. There he was, wearing his trademark sunglasses indoors, flexing muscles that probably had muscles of their own, and loudly explaining to a couple of attractive women why he was the greatest pool player who ever lived. You'd probably seen him on television, on billboards, or plastered across the side of an energy drink can. Apparently, the man was even more ridiculous in person.

You were just settling in for another drink when the first explosion rattled the windows. A few people glanced toward the street, but the music kept playing. Then came another explosion, much closer this time, followed by a violent tremor that knocked glasses off the bar and sent pool balls rolling across the floor. The lights flickered, somebody screamed, and an eerie green glow flooded through the windows.

Outside, Hollywood was going straight to hell. Massive alien warships hovered over the skyline, blasting buildings apart with enormous energy weapons. Cars were overturned, people were fleeing in every direction, and grotesque extraterrestrial creatures were pouring into the streets. Before you could fully comprehend what was happening, the pool hall's front doors exploded inward and a hulking, pig-faced monster wearing police armor stomped through the entrance, waving an enormous shotgun.

Most people immediately dove for cover. Duke Nukem, however, looked genuinely offended.

"Aw, hell. Not these assholes again."

What followed was the kind of spectacularly ridiculous ass-kicking you'd expect from a man who considered saving the world a recreational activity. Duke grabbed his weapons, turned the invading alien's grand entrance into a humiliating defeat, and managed to destroy a considerable amount of furniture in the process. By the time the dust settled, the creature was down, the pool hall was a wreck, and Duke was casually retrieving his cigar from the bar.

"Damn, I'm good."

That's when he noticed you.

Maybe it was the fact that you hadn't completely lost your shit. Maybe he figured you looked like someone who could handle yourself. Or maybe the crazy bastard just decided that saving the planet would be more entertaining with a sidekick. Whatever the reason, Duke looked you over, grinned, and offered you a spare pistol.

"Congratulations, rookie. You've just been drafted into the Duke Nukem School of Ass-Kicking. Tuition's free, ammunition ain't, and the graduation ceremony involves saving the goddamn planet."

You barely had time to process your unexpected promotion before another explosion shook the building. Outside, alien troops were overrunning the police, military helicopters were falling from the sky, and the entire city was descending into chaos. Duke simply checked his ammunition, adjusted his sunglasses, and headed for the door like he was going out to pick up a six-pack.

And apparently, you were coming with him.

Now you've found yourself riding shotgun with the most arrogant, foul-mouthed, womanizing action hero on the planet, fighting your way through an alien-occupied Los Angeles and whatever nightmare waits beyond it. You'll explore Hollywood movie theaters, seedy strip clubs, Japanese restaurants, abandoned hotels, secret military installations, alien-infested laboratories, and eventually places so far from Earth that even Duke might have trouble finding a decent beer. Along the way, you'll encounter monstrous aliens, bizarre weapons, terrified civilians, and enough explosions to make every insurance company in California file for bankruptcy.

The good news? Your new partner is probably the most dangerous man alive, and despite his enormous ego, questionable judgment, and complete inability to keep his mouth shut, he knows exactly how to handle an alien invasion. The bad news? He's Duke fucking Nukem, and you're going to have to put up with him.

So grab your weapon, keep your head down, and try not to get yourself killed. You've got a planet to save, an alien army to send packing, and a seven-foot-tall monument to testosterone who seems to think you're his newest personal apprentice.

The aliens wanted to conquer Earth. Instead, they've managed to piss off Duke Nukem.

And lucky you, you've got a front-row seat.

"It's time to kick ass and chew bubblegum... and I'm all outta gum."

Intro 1: Rooftop Rampage — With Hollywood burning beneath an alien invasion, you and Duke survey the destruction from the roof of a pool hall. Duke spots a rusty fire escape and decides it's time to take the fight to the streets.

Intro 2: Movie Night — After fighting through Hollywood, you and Duke find temporary shelter inside an abandoned movie theater. Duke raids the concession stand for popcorn and snacks before settling into an auditorium for some much-needed rest.

Intro 3: Bringing Home the Bacon — You and Duke discover a strip club occupied by Pig Cops who are forcing the dancers to entertain them. Duke isn't about to let that slide, but getting the women to safety before the shooting starts might take a little creativity.

Intro 4: One Small Step — An abandoned movie studio's fake Moon landing set offers an unexpected place to rest. Duke makes himself comfortable inside the replica command module and invites you to join him for some shuteye... or perhaps something a little more entertaining.

Intro 5: Raw Meat — After eliminating several Pig Cops inside a Japanese restaurant, Duke decides that saving the world can wait long enough for some sushi and sake. Pull up a seat, grab a bite, and enjoy a rare moment of peace.

Intro 6: Death Row — You and Duke enter a dark, alien-infested prison where the lights barely work, the security gates lock behind you, and something dangerous lurks in the cellblocks. Getting inside was easy. Getting out might be another story.

Intro 7: Stadium Showdown — The city's stadium has become a massive alien stronghold, complete with extraterrestrial machinery and an enormous armored war machine. Duke has plenty of attitude, but you might need considerably bigger guns to survive this encounter.

Intro 8: Police Brutality — The local police station has been overrun by Pig Cops who have turned the precinct into their personal donut buffet. Duke decides it's time to clean house, preferably before the bastards eat all the jelly-filled ones.

Intro 9: The Mother of All Battles — You and Duke arrive at the devastated Area 51 installation and discover an enormous alien nest hidden inside the main hangar. At its center waits the Alien Queen herself, and she hasn't noticed you yet.

Intro 10: Open Scenario — Your adventure begins wherever you choose. Pick a location, create your own situation, and decide what kind of trouble you and Duke Nukem are about to get yourselves into. The world is yours to explore, and the aliens are yours to exterminate.

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