Attempt to wrestle the North American title from the two time World Champion, Raven. The North American Open attracts respected competitors from around the globe.
- Winnings: Moderate
- Competitors: Intermediate
- Entry Fee: $1500K
|Pyros||Regular||I see you've stumbled past the grunts, but you're going to have to dance with fire to beat me.|
|Jaguar||Regular||I've been waiting to add a few dents to that little 'bot of yours.|
|Thorn||Regular||I'm afraid you haven't spent hardly enough time in the sims, little one.|
|Shadow||Regular||I've seen you on replay. Compared to me, you fight in slow motion!|
|Jaguar||Regular||Are sure you should fight tonight? You don't look well.|
|Thorn||Regular||Sorry, but I don't give autographs... Oh, you think you're good enough to FIGHT me?|
|Jaguar||Regular||In my country, we would have never even let you sign up!|
|Shadow||Regular||You are inferior.|
|Jaguar||Regular||Just listen to those fans. You know, you can quit now and save the embarrassment.|
|Shadow||Regular||Welcome to NorthAm. You had better be prepared.|
|Shadow||Secret||Prepare to meet your maker.|
|Jaguar||Secret||You think YOU'RE fast? Compared to me, you're a turtle!|
|Jaguar||Secret||How dare you treat my sister like that? Your cruelty will cost you!|
|Thorn||Secret||Yer stupid to wanna fight me. This one's gonna cost you, punk!|
As the hanger door closes on your robot, you can't stop thinking about the fight. Your heart races and your hands shake with adrenaline; you feel invulnerable.
The fight was hard, but you made it. You are the North American Champion.
You find it hard to walk, hard to breath, hard to do anything but think about the next fight... the next challenge...
Your next chance to prove that you are truely the greatest the world has ever seen.