White Wolf's World Of Darkness
::::….This game will be set in a “neo-apocalyptic” version of the world we all know too well. Familiar cities such as Atlanta, Baton Rouge, and New Orleans will be the world in which you will reign chaos…..:::
YOU ENTER A IRISH PUB IN DOWNTOWN ATLANTA, SIT AT THE BAR, AND ARE IMMEDIATELY GREETED WITH A DRINK FROM THE BARTENDER, WHOSE ENTIRE LEFT ARM IS ROBOTIC PISTONS AND WIRING. HE REMARKS THAT IT IS FROM THE OLD GENTLEMAN IN THE CORNER. YOU GLANCE OVER AND A OLD MAN SITS IN THE CORNER BOOTH ALONE. HE SHOOTS A SMALL GLANCE TO YOU BEFORE QUICKLY BREAKING CONTACT. YOU TURN BACK AND LOOK DOWN AT YOUR DRINK. YOU NOTICE THAT SOMETHING IS SCRIBBLED ON THE NAPKIN THE DRINK I ON. YOU MOVE THE GLASS AND PICK UP THE NAPKIN…
I HAVE A STORY FOR YOU BOY…
YOU APPROACH THE OLD MAN AND INQUIRE HIS NAME.. HE ONLY SAYS SIT..AND YOU DO..
AND HE BEGINS…..
“The world has been scorched by the magic, blood, and evil that has overtaken it. Humans have combined their numbers in rebellion of the loss of the world they once knew. They have risen arms in war against the evil that surrounds them. Although vampires & werewolves are still nothing but folklore, stories have become more and more disturbing as of late, and the humans are visibly worried.
But vampires, werewolves, as well as souls spilling from hell itself (over stuffed from years of human ignorance) are not the only powers to be feared…. only the ones hidden from plain sight.. humans live in complete ignorance of these threats due to the focus they keep upon the Magi’.
We assumed these magic users of the new generation rose of out humble beginnings as simple scientists, hackers, and a special few with a talent for manipulating the world around them. Apparently living the shadow of society or more appropriately in the forefront of society. These Magi have run the earth for centuries; politicians, presidents, prodigies, and the inventors and scholars we all know, were more than normal humans.. they were the beginnings of a new version of human..
These Magi have nearly completely overtaken Atlanta. Save for a few thousand residents, that the Magi completed govern over, Atlanta has become a testing site and communing ground for the Magi.
Markets featuring every sort of device imaginable, as well as bio-shops where one could have their own body modified with “andriodal” modifications. In turn Atlanta has become a central hub for trading, travel, food, training, and technological advancements.
Although, the testing and creation of such unstable devices and the failed experiments have taken their toll on the city. Giant chasms deeper than the eye can pierce have been etched into the earth. A over zealous mage attempting to teleport entire sections of the city made a horrible mistake. Which resulted in he and a large portion of the city being relocated to an unknown location.. residents, roads, buildings, cars, miles of the earth it self completed “blinked” away.. Destruction like this is what has the humans worried. At any moment the mages could lose control of their magic and destroy existence as we know it.
With word of the decline of Atlanta and the madness of the Magi making it way further to the west, new troubles of their own have arisen.
Rumors of missing women and children have become more and more common out on the roads. Even entire families have disappeared without a trace, others leave only blood where they once stood.. detectives and police are left speechless or forced from the scene of blood splattered walls and blood soaked carpets. Rumors claim they never find a body..
The locals have taken arms and began building enormous walls of debris. Some pile tires, scrap metal, antenna, electronics, and anything else of no worth around their city. Others “cleanse” their cities. Even within the city itself its rumored that entire sections are burned to nothing.. that fires constantly burn, in hunt for whatever is slaughtering them. The air is too harsh to breathe naturally and they say the sun never rises on New Orleans, due to the amount of pure smoke..
You can call me a crazy old bastard like the rest of this city, I don’t care, you haven’t seen the things this world holds now!"
THERE IS A LONG PAUSE.. YOU FEEL COMPELLED TO LEAVE BUT FOR SOME REASON YOU CAN’T BRING YOURSELF TO STAND AND WALK AWAY..
“When it goes down it’s going to be bloody… that much I can promise..The dead can walk, my boy! The dead can walk and the war they bring with them is far more bloody than anything any of us can imagine..”
THE OLD MAN BREAKS INTO TEARS RIGHT BEFORE YOU AND BEGINS BECOMING LOUDER AND LOUDER.. SO MUCH SO THAT YOU BEGIN LOOKING AROUND THE ROOM, BUT NO ONE ELSE EVEN NOTICES THE OLD MAN WHO IS NOW ALMOST A SCREAM…
“AUAUAGHHGGHHGGG!!! I can’t take it!”
I FEAR THE WORLD IS CRUMBLING BOY!!!
which side will you choose!?!?!"
YOU LEAN IN CLOSER TO THE OLD MAN TO WAKE HIM FROM HIS HISTERIA….
HE SNAPS HE FACE STRAIGHT WITH YOURS AND STARES STRAIGHT INTO YOUR EYES.. BUT HIS ARE GONE.. ONLY EMPTY SOCKETS RESIDE WHERE THE OPTICAL ORGANS SHOULD BE.. YOU SHRINK BACK IN SHOCK.. AND THE OLD MAN VANISHES.. THE BAR PATRONS PASS A GLANCE AT YOUR INABILITY TO SIT BUT ARE GENERALLY UNRESPONSIVE…
YOU STAND.. BUT THE OLD MAN IS NOWHERE TO BE FOUND… ALL THAT REMAINS IS A GLASS WHERE HE HAD ONCE SAT.. HIS NAPKIN EVEN STILL IN PLACE.. HE HAD TO COMPLETELY VANISH INTO THIN AIR…. YOU PICK UP THEGLASS AND LOOK AT THE NAPKIN… HE HAS DRAWN A DESIGN AND HAS CROSSED OUT SOME NUMBERS LETTERS AND WORDS THAT HE HAD WRITTEN ON IT…
YOU TAKE THE NAPKIN AND CAN’T HELP BUT STARE INTO IT..
YOU QUESTION THE BAR PATRONS, BUT NONE OF THE CLAIM TO HAVE SEEN AN OLD MAN AT ALL..
EVEN THE BARTENDER WHO SERVED YOU DRINK CLAIMS TO IGNORANCE…
YOU LEAVE THE BAR, SO MUCH MORE CONFUSED AND WITH MANY MORE QUESTIONS THAN YOU’VE EVER HAD BEFORE..