There's not that much to write up.
"The War of 2000 has ended in a global thermonuclear holocaust. The Cities of the world are reduced to ash. Billions have died. The great engine of civilisation has ground to a rusting, radioactive halt. Gangs roam the wilderness, hunting for food and fuel in ramshackle salvaged vehicles amidst the wreckage of the old world. Amongst the survivors, metahumans of various stripe. Some have become the charismatic nucleus of survivalist bands, despots and overlords who loom over the desperate, roving the wilderness and pillaging the few remains islands of stability. Most have found that the ability to light a fire, spark a radio, cross a continent by air carrying messages, or take on a moose bare-handed has guaranteed them something of a stable life and good food in a chaotic world. There are those however, who still cling to the ideals of the old Strike Teams, wandering the wastelands bringing the last burning candle of justice to the twilight. They are the last glimmer of hope for the future, the last bastion against the night."
Standard Mad-Max stuff, really. Gangs. Rustbuckers. Tankers in skyscrapers. With added superpowers.
I really want to play a game of that now.... that could be a real rip-roarer with the right GM. Even for just a con game of 'Liberate the farm village' from the local tin-pot despot. With the added complication that said despot is a former Hero once held in high regard by his peers... Maximillian "The Rock" Madorsky. He's gone mad, it seems.
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--m(^0^)m-- Wot, no sig?
"The War of 2000 has ended in a global thermonuclear holocaust. The Cities of the world are reduced to ash. Billions have died. The great engine of civilisation has ground to a rusting, radioactive halt. Gangs roam the wilderness, hunting for food and fuel in ramshackle salvaged vehicles amidst the wreckage of the old world. Amongst the survivors, metahumans of various stripe. Some have become the charismatic nucleus of survivalist bands, despots and overlords who loom over the desperate, roving the wilderness and pillaging the few remains islands of stability. Most have found that the ability to light a fire, spark a radio, cross a continent by air carrying messages, or take on a moose bare-handed has guaranteed them something of a stable life and good food in a chaotic world. There are those however, who still cling to the ideals of the old Strike Teams, wandering the wastelands bringing the last burning candle of justice to the twilight. They are the last glimmer of hope for the future, the last bastion against the night."
Standard Mad-Max stuff, really. Gangs. Rustbuckers. Tankers in skyscrapers. With added superpowers.
I really want to play a game of that now.... that could be a real rip-roarer with the right GM. Even for just a con game of 'Liberate the farm village' from the local tin-pot despot. With the added complication that said despot is a former Hero once held in high regard by his peers... Maximillian "The Rock" Madorsky. He's gone mad, it seems.
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--m(^0^)m-- Wot, no sig?