A small excerpt of
the fiction of the in-game storyline:
"'Highly
capable cerebral matter is a terrible thing to waste.' This Emcarian proverb is
so often used, that it has practically become a national motto. So you understand
why the emcarians are as exasperated as they are: surrounded by veritable
armies of primitives, barbarians and closed-minded relics who not only refuse
to participate in, but actually attempt to actively oppose and prevent the
March of Progress! They don't understand what they're doing! Why, just think of
how many incredible new machines and other inventions have failed to be thought
of because of the distraction all these fools cause upon the minds of prominent
thinkers! But the nation's officials have had just about enough of this. Their
people might not be big and strong, or fast, or infused with REDACTED. SHOULD
READ: UNEXPLAINED CAPACITIES, but who needs any of that when you can propel a
projectile at several hundred meters a second towards your adversary's cranium
from a quarter of a mile away?"