BuffyPunk - Birthday Party

BuffyPunk Campaign I developed for BtVS RPG. These are from my prep notes of a one shot I ran in 2004. It was a horrible railroad and some of my worst DMing but mostly fun.

The players Gunderson, Mannie, Miakoda, Celestine

Anonymous Gift:

Bicycle messenger pedals up "Package for Miss Wendy." "Ooh that's me. More presents, more presents" She grabs it Delgado signs for it. "Where's it from?" "Dude, dispatcher tells me to deliver package, I deliver it. Where it go is all the fo I need to know. btw nice hat, scho long!" messenger races off. Meanwhile Wendy has ripped off the outer packaging to reveal a 10cm metal and plastic cube with a big red button up front. Delgao, "Um, we have a look before we touch?" But Wendy has already pushed the button with both tiny thumbs and a giggle. A small hologram of a fool with floppy hat checkered cloths and shoes that end with bells. It dances a little jig and sings this tune.

There once was a slayer so tiny.
No one believed she could be so whiny.
When eleven years young
Old man's trap was sprung
And her blood was so red and shiny

Enough rules and intro let's fight! Everyone Roll Dexterity+Perception tell me your success levels.


Apparently there was a rockin battle next as my notes list "Gunder gets Chaingun" under aftermath. Also more tremors (building up some tension with this earthquake thing I guess.) And here are some quotes I wrote down for NPCs to use during the fight


"You, you meanie! My party is ruined. I'm gonna ruin your face"

"Now now, little slayer child don't hasten to your demise"

"Ooh, I'll hasten whence I please. Were are you?"

"Ah, tis not time for your last whine. The iron tongue of midnight hath not yet told twelve"

"I suggest we continue this party in a private residence"

A variety of stimulants are needed for extended gaming session.

BuffyPunk - Spring Break

[BuffyPunk Campaign I developed and ran a one shot in 2004. I read several cut scenes to the players. They helped set the mood and introduce complex setting to the players (being a one shot was not time to roleplay all the background). They provided suitable segways between interesting bit of action. Buffy RPG also has this whole shtick about being a TV show, episodes, actors, supporting cast etc. The cut scenes fit right in. It's a useful technique if you have any writing skills at all (I hope I do)]


Cut Scene One "The Picnic"

Nice breezy, sunny day among the pines.

A pale, little girl of no more than eleven years carefully smooths her pretty white dress, with its frills and cute pink belt that matches the ribbon in her blond hair. She knows her guests lack the mathematical aptitude to notice the geometric equation she has formulated on the spotless white tablecloth. Even so, her blue eyes sparkle with satisfaction at the splendid array of saucers, cups, tasty morsels, steaming tea, soy-milk, cubed sugar, napkins, and Wendy's favorite, itsy bitsy little silver spoons that twinkle in the sunlight.

At the center of it all a simple cream vase demurs to the beauty of a single daisy. Freshly grown by the the senior biology class, each petal a different unnaturally vibrant hue. Another of Wendy's favorites, brought just for her by Mr. Delgado. Who is again looking protectively towards her. She brushes a lock of hair from her eyes and favors him with a reassuring little smile. He removes a black wool hat, revealing a short, dark, and handsome head of stiff hair. Graying at the temples in a most gentlemanly way.

Bowing deeply, he returns Wendy's greeting and places his cane carefully within easy reach. But even before removing his fine gloves his illmannered attempt to pilfer a buttery cookie was halted with a quick eep and stern look from Wendy. Mr. Delgado would have to sit, patiently, until Wendy said it was time to have cookies. What could he have been thinking? The tea hasn't even been poured yet! But, she must attend to that shortly, Queen Pickles had started chewing on her napkin!

Wendy sighed, accepting that her dress was as smooth and straight as it possibly could be and poured Mr. Delgado and herself each a hot, rich brown cup of dragon tea. From some hidden place she produced a cherry tomato. Queen Pickles ceased the unseemly napkin chewing and fixated on the new shiny red treat waved in front of her. The Queen's attention was rewarded and soon she was sloppily and noisily in sweet tomato bliss. Giggling, Wendy next presented several bright green leaves of lettuce to the distinguished Mr. Shuffles. Nearly as distinguished as Delgado for he also had a fine hat and gray fur, lacking only a cane. Queen Pickles was already nudging Wendy for another tasty treat.

Owl had to admit that this was a very pleasant party and the nice little girl was definitely of the white side of things. But, Owl couldn't very well leave unmolested such a plump rabbit peacefully munching away right underneath his branch. He was after all, Owl. So, Owl unfurled great brown wings and silently left his piny perch.

Mr. Shuffles stopped chewing, he had that feeling. That feeling only hunted get, the feeling that only hunters give. He hopped once, all the way onto the table. Then turning three quarters of the way around pushed as hard as his hind legs would push. On the way to the ground, something yanked off the stoopid hat Wendy made him wear and his left ear stung painfully. He heard Wendy screech and call out his name. But, there was no time for any of that. Mr. Shuffles was busy executing his famous "Hippity Hop This way an That" maneuver.

"Oh no!" Wendy thought, that naughty owl scared Mr. Shuffles. Scared Queen Pickles too, but she has sense enough to hide under the table. No doubt curled up tight, spines all out. With a quick twist she threw her tea cup up after the owl but he was already lost to sight, even a slayer's. Wendy forward flipped out of her chair, over the table and was off running after the rabbit. She ignored Delgado's warnings, pleadings, and lastly his admonishments to return. Her pretty pink ribbon caught on a branch and was yanked from her hair. It swung briefly in the ocean breeze before Delgado retrieved it. Folding it neatly and sighing, he placed it in his vest pocket. Checking his watch he was extremely alarmed to find it suddenly after dark.

Wendy stopped, her hair did not. With a hefty puff from her lower lip she blew the blond mess clear from one eye. She brandished a tasty orange carrot, pointy end towards the trench coated figure that blocked her path. She didn't recognize this one but she knew the type, heavy boots, lots of black, lots of leather. Not much trouble usually, but this one had it's clawed hands wrapped round a quivering mass of distinguished gray fur. She was preparing a suitably threatening threat when Mr. Trenchcoat burst out laughing.

"Lil girl, did you not get the memo? Carrots, do jack all against us vampires."

This prompted a laugh from another just walking up. His laugh was guttural, the kind that only comes from being raised in "Asswipe" Mississippi. This one Wendy knew all too well.

"Uh huh, get it boss? Leading with carrot, hitting with stick. Huh huh."

"Shut up Cleetus." said the trenchcoat.

Wendy said to Cleetus "Thanks for reminding me."

Wendy let go of the carrot and toppled forward into a cartwheel. When her shiny black shoe was far overhead she grabbed a stake strapped to the back of her thigh. Ending her tumble in "the splits"; right leg out, toes expertly pointed, right arm perfectly parallel. Coach Byers would be proud. The stake, propelled with all her forward momentum, penetrated more than halfway into Trenchcoat's chest. A small puff later he, fashion crime outfit and all, turned to dust. Wendy jumped up, not even pausing to brush away the dirt and needles her gymnastics had attracted. Cleetus was dumb, dumber than dirt, but he knew when to run. By the time Wendy was hugging Mr. Shuffles safe and sound he was long gone.

Ewwh! There was slobber all over Mr Shuffles ear, that nasty trenchcoat had been licking all the blood off Mr. Shuffles talon wound.

Back at the picnic area everything was smashed and scratched into the table was a note from Cleetus:

"We gots D. who dummest now"

Wendy burst into tears. Queen Pickles didn't quite know what to do with Wendy so upset. So, she rubbed her tiny wet nose on Wendy's wrist.


Wendy woke up with a frown. Mr. Shuffles was hiding under the warmth covers as usual and Queen pickles was nudging her wrist impatient for morning treat. "What a poopy dream. I won't pay it any mind at all. Today is my birthday! la la my birthday! me me birthday la da dee." she sang all morning getting ready for school


[The characters started at school, during lunch break, Friday before Spring Break. There was a little set piece where each character got introduced highlighting their "thing".]

A nice sunny day, birds are chirping, air is sweet with flowers from the garden.

Mannie, Mia, Gunder hanging in the school courtyard during lunch, various kids and teachers are milling about. Wendy comes skipping up. "La la la. Perfect the last three of my deliveries" "you, you," doing a cartwheel and flip "and you." "Don't be late, la la la" she sings skipping away.

...

[The birthday invitations were real props, it was fun NPCing Wendy. Then some time for PC roleplay after which the bell rings. Skip to some action, an encounter, on way home, small earthquake that evening. Next time, Birthday Party!]

BuffyPunk - The Greater Bay Area

[Part of a series on BuffyPunk Campaign I developed and ran in 2003]

GBA Slang of 2103
anti-socialite : Criminals, those who intend ill-will towards GBA or it's citizens.

buffed : Seriously well-armed.

do time : To live. "He does time in Kropotkin."

GBA : [Greater Bay Area] "Political" division, independent city state controlling much of the bay area.

ganked : Death/murder, usually in a sudden, "ew, totally gross" manner.

ferals : Children and adults, often mentally "touched", who live a wild, barely human existence in marginal areas such as Downtown. Also, wild animals; dogs, cats, and ferrets being common.

frust : The small line of debris that refuses to be swept onto the dust pan and keeps backing a person across the room until he finally decides to give up and sweep it under the rug.

kaiser sosayed : Tricked into believing the bad guy is really a good guy, and on your side!.

kipple : Name for areas that are used as dumping grounds (for rubble, trash, etc) and were never rebuilt after 2070.

no-go : [a no-go zone] Area that is not safe to enter. Reasons for this include it's toxic, structurally unstable, or the people there spread SDS.

PRD : [Planned Rural Development] Built, guarded and maintained by a corporation as a peaceful, safe home for it's tele-commuting employees.

protein puck : Any one of several processed vegetarian protein foodstuffs (tofu, boca, vegetable patties).

rocket sauce : Brand of energy drink. Anything that is good and powerful.

SDS : [Sudden Death Syndrome] An affliction suffered by those who habitually piss-off the wrong people.

slice and dice : A fight involving knives or swords.

social leper colony : unpopular group.

some kind of a whack : It's stupid.

speed is of the serious essence : We need to hurry.

Shake and Burn : The quake and riots of 2070.

throwing down : "I'm throwing down." ie. throwing down the gauntlet. Challenging someone to a fight and/or the ensuing fight.

tweaked : adj. Under the influence. verb. To take physical enhancement drugs. "Don't fight Sweeny he tweaks and will rip your head off."

uber : Massively cool/powerful, above the best. "The uber demon kicked both slayer's ass."

uberkid : A phenomenon affecting 1-2% of new births. They are super-intelligent child prodigies whose accelerated development leads to accelerated death. None has lived past their 26th birthday.

unscheduled slayage : Unexpectedly having to fight vampires.

unregulated : Areas controlled by corporations. Named because the are not subject to governmental regulations.

what's the what : What's going on?

wiggins : The state of wigging out.


SanFran District


Part (the ass part) of the GBA. It is crumbling home to 120,000 living and an annoying number of unliving. Franciscans are none the less prideful of their home and consider life elsewhere a waste of time.

Locations

Julia Butterfly High School - One of two 7-12 years schools in SanFran. Principal Sally Wong. Home to the Pine Weasels, Varsity Militia.

Kropotkin Heights - Anarchists Collective, home of Mannie.

Hotel International Boarding House - Current residence of Celestine Pearl and Miakoda. Run by Wanda Jennings.

The Coffee House - Hangout.

Stow Medicine Lodge - First Citizen Sweat Lodge and sacred spot.

The Plant
The public power system helps the GBA to hold the many factions and enclaves together postquake. Consisting of several wind, solar and tidal generating facilities scattered throughout the bay area. The big producer was still is a cold-fusion power plant. Although, several facilities and large parts of the grid where destroyed the fusion plant survived and served as a focus for the fledgling GBA.

Downtown (aka Deathtown)
Downtown is a rubble strewn, sinkhole happening, building collapsing, place you don't wanna be. Most citizens consider it no-go. Only ferals and anti-socialites do their time here.

SmackDown Fields
The biggest arena combat park in the GBA. Monthly amateur nights.

Tunnels
Parts of BART, BART2, MUNI and other tunnels that survived the Shake & Burn provided relatively safe and easy method for travel and communication. The Bay Tunnel is flooded. None of the tunnels have operating trains, strictly pedestrian.


Organizations

SF Authorities - SanFran council & militia, the Rainbow Patrol. SF is more isolated than other parts of the GBA. And, a lot of people still end-up dead, hrmmmmm.

GBA Authorities - GBA council & milita.

The Lees, The Chans - The two biggest gangs of SanFran are these rivals. Their throw downs rarely result in serious harm to themselves, others, or property. They are mostly left alone since, the local council recognizes the value of having large numbers of trained combatants.

Neptune Society - Burn baby, burn.

Rosicrucians - The Rosicrucian museum of San Jose was unscathed by the shake and burn. Curious, that.

SFSS - SanFran Secret Society.

Mormons - Various factions, maintain "safe houses", churches and conduct "Missions" throughout the GBA. The opposing factions often get medieval on each other. Then the Authorities have to come out and lay down some secular whoop-ass.

The Russians - An enclave in the Avenues remains independent of SanFran and the GBA. Ruled by the leaders of the local Russian Orthodox Church. The GBA certainly isn't going to force them in and they maintain peaceful if aloof relations. Inhabited by peeps of predominantly Slavic decent, strongly xenophobic, strongly religious.


GBA (The Greater Bay Area)

The GBA encompasses most of The Peninsula, East Bay, and South Bay. It is hemmed in the east by the Coastal Hills Range, in the north by El Cerrito, and includes all of San Jose in the south. These are not fixed, recognized boundaries. They are the places in which more people claim to be part of the GBA rather than part of something else. Within this area are many large and small tracts that are uncontrolled, controlled by other entities (IAT, Corporations, Government, Independent Townships, etc.) or are just not fit for continuous habitation.

Formed out of the people who had not abandoned the Bay Area before and who lived through the Shake and Burn. Neo-hippies, anarchists, libertarians, cypherpunks, survivalists, technopagens, cultists, crusties, crunchies, FOB's, freaks, and a medley of other sub-cultures. They share common attributes of DIY, freedom, independence, multi-culturalism, equality, and being shunned everywhere else.

The GBA is divided into districts. Each district has its own locally elected council, a militia, and is largely self-governing but all subscribe to "The Universal Declaration of Human Rights". The GBA itself has an overall council elected by its citizens and a "militia" which is more of a standing para-military force than the district militias.

A tough place to live, the GBA is walk in the park compared to most unregulated areas and in its citizens opinions far better than being a corporate drone.


Alcatraz Island
Seized by the Indians of All Tribes (IAT) in Nov 2069, on the 100 year anniversary of the first Indian reoccupation. Since the Shake and Burn IAT has heavily fortified it with low-tech,
hi-tech and magic. It is a no-go zone for non-indians. Violaters are killed dead by organized, trained, and buffed Indian warrior braves.

Miwok Island (formerly Angel Island)
(Re)occupied and developed by IAT starting in the summer of 2072. It provides grow-food
land, living space, and is the epicenter of tribal life for the IAT. Non-tribesmen are unwelcome but not killed on sight.

Marin Headlands
Not part of GBA. The IAT has several camps and grow-food areas here. There are also several well-defended corporate PRDs around the North Bay.


The World (cliff notes version)
Bay Area folk are concerned with local issues such as "will my home still be there". Peeps don't travel much anymore. Why stress when every needful thing can be had over The Net. No muss, no fuss.

The rest of the world is Mootvile to them, but here is what is known.

Corporate Lands
The area that was formerly California, Oregon, Washington and a few other states, is now corporate controlled or "`slang|unregulated`". A very few independent townships struggle on. The state and local governments themselves have been voted out of existance(privatized). Much of the rest of the world has suffered similar corporate takeovers.

USA
What remains consists of the Northeastern, Midatlantic and most of the Midwestern states. Corporations control everything through Federal and state government proxies.

EU
A govermental facade. Ruled overtly and absolutely by corporations.

Canada
Around 2037 Canuks saw that they liked Szechwan food and disliked being threatened by the USA. Meanwhile the PRC took note of Canada's enormous freshwater reserves and vast empty lands. Soon the Sino-Can accords were signed. After years of immigration, mutual defense, joint space exploration, Martian colonization the PRC and Canada are like brother peas in the co-prosperity pod.

God's own Republic of Texas
Texas, N. Mexico and most of the Southern states.

The Free State of Utah
North of the RFSU.

The Real Free State of Utah
South of the FSU.

BuffyPunk - Season One

Location

The Greater Bay Area focusing on Julia Butterfly High School. Spring, 2103.


Stars (PCs)

Celestine Pearl - Recently moved to the GBA and got a room at the Hotel International Boarding House. Got hired as new music teacher when the previous one up and disappeared. Making her the youngest and coolest! teacher at Julia. Since she has become one of the gang bullies that pick on you seem to have bad luck; books falling on them, tripping over chairs, pants slipping off.

Manta Ray Lopez aka Mannie, aka Ray - Junior at JBHS. Parents died in the Medellin Anarchist uprisings of 2090 adopted through "Save the Urchins" by three lesbian clones, Steve1, Steve2, and Steve3. Raised in Kropotkin Heights Anarchist Collective by his adoptive parents. Mannie is very small and could bend into a pretzel even before discovering Yoga. When not watching old movies on his handie he's scamming seniors or poking around with one of his biology "projects". Best friends with Gunderson who often carries Mannie around on his shoulders.

Miakoda - Junior at JBHS. Grew up on Miwok(Angel) Island in a First Citizen community Selected by tribal council to be sent to GBA and learn technical skills. Shares a room at HIBH with two younger tribe sisters and Thunder Feather their adult supervision. She is learning much more than just technology and wonders if tribal life is really what she is meant for. Wickedly smart, snagging top honors in every shop tech competition. Instantly liked Mannie for being everything her tribe elders were not.

Mullettov Viva La Gunderson - Senior at JBHS. Of German/Swedish/Danish/Finn decent he was conceived unexpectedly to radical college students during the Russian integration riots of '85 "Mullets for Equality". While attending Micheal Moore Memorial Elementary got legs blown off during failed "Kids are bombs" raid on CocaCola corporate research facility. Last year, the senior shop class's project was to make cybernetic legs for him. Gunderson was called the "six million dollar dork" until he kicked one of the bullies into a week of traction. Gunderson lives with his mother in a small apartment near Kropotkin Heights. He thinks you're all gonna die, sooner rather than later.

Supporting (NPCs)

Wendy - The slayer is only 11 yrs old. She has a condition that makes her very, very smart but her metabolism is such that death will arrive before she's 24. A bit of a brat, mostly Wendy lacks the emotional wiring to relate normally. You and Delgato are her only friends. Although, she thinks and treats you more like her pets.

Mr. Delgado - The watcher is a software teacher at JBHS. Old (aka over 20), but nice enough. Dresses funny, very protective of Wendy. He's always busy and doesn't hang out much.


Episodes

-- Episode 1 (pilot) "Who Invited You?" - Filmed
-- Episode 2 "Of Emperors and Urchins" - Filming halted 1/2 way through
-- Episode 3 "Nothing lost, Nothing gained" - ???
-- Episode 4 "The Truth is out There" - Concept
-- Episode 5 "Who Are You?" - Concept
-- Episode 6 "Human Hearts are Made of Flesh" - Title
-- Episode 7 "Hung with Black are the Heavens " - Title

The pilot and scenes from "Of Emperors and Urchins" were edited into a special made for TV movie which aired April, 2003


Previous Seasons

Last several TV episodes did not happen. Let's just pretend "The First" never happened, although, Buffy and friends did eventually take the Sunnyvale hellmouth off-line. It's nice and peaceful there, cute bunnies hoping around.

Here is what did happen, although your characters wouldn't exactly know this, Wendy and Mr. Delgato do more or less...

Buffy Summers remains the only slayer to have "retired". Absolved of her slayer duties by The Reformed Council. Together, Buffy and Faith kicked so much demon butt that having a slayer making babies and being a soccer mom was doable. After many years of peaceful home life Buffy died of old age surrounded by friends and family, awwwwh.

Faith, dead by age 25 just like any slayer not named "Buffy". Still, her death took three full-demons, a record, and two of them didn't survive to gloat over it.

Willow's magical powers rank her with the likes of Merlin, Akhnaten, and Lilith. Responsible for numerous earth altering events; preventing several wars, stopping various and sundry demonic "end-the-world" plots and repulsing an interdimensional invasion. Throughout Willow remained anonymous, always on the sidelines, always allowing others the credit. A feat undeniably her's is the perfection of techomancy or use of magic with technology primarily the casting of spells over, through and on computer and communication networks. After Buffy's retirement Willow became even more reclusive and cast powerful wards to ensure her privacy. Many claim to have seen Willow or recognize her handiwork but the only verifiable appearance is at Buffy's wake. Where, interestingly, she showed no signs of physical or magical weakness despite qualifying for the "silver discount".

Giles led the reformation of the Watcher's Council. It is now called The Reformed Council and is not as bastardy. Made into a vampire by Angelicus, killed shortly thereafter by slayer.

Spike, didn't burn up in flames of martydom. Never accepted by the "good guys" and no longer evil he led a lonely and troubled existence. Some things never change, eh?. He was the prime figure in putting down Angelicus after Angel lost his soul yet again. Even had a short fling as a soap opera star. Sadly, Buffy never forgave him for dusting her first love and he became outwardly bitter and spiteful to slayers and scoobies. Spike crashed Buffy's wake were his drunken rantings forced Willow to throw down with the magical asskicking. After that, little is known of Spike's wanderings. The Reformed Council believes he has finally been put to rest.


[Part of a series on BuffyPunk Campaign I developed and ran in 2003]

BuffyPunk

Bay Area, 2103
As the Internet expanded into every aspect of life and each successive generation remembered less about any other way of living or communicating, crowding consumers together in cities and going places to buy stuff and services became less and less important. Eventually corporations abandoned the cities. Lacking property and other business taxes cites deteriorated, encouraging more people and business to leave. Eventually, everyone that could had moved out.

May 14, 2070 a magnitude 8.9 earthquake rocked the Bay Area. Later called "The Shake". The Golden Gate's north tower crashed into the bay dragging most of the span with it. BART2 and the Coastal MagLev up and down the peninsula were devastated. Nearly all local utility and transportation infrastructure was destroyed. The Pepsi Cola Dike, built the previous decade to hold back the rising oceans held, mostly . Over 40% of all private property was knocked or burnt down. Most of the rest was condemnable or destroyed during the ensuing month long riots, "The Burn".


No one rushed to rebuild a city that was half-empty anyway. Plans were drawn up to repair the Coastal MagLev up the eastern side of the bay, but money for the project never materialized. The Bay Bridge newly hardened vs terrorists in 2043 was one of the few large structures to survive. But within a decade CALTRANS elected to tear it down rather than pay to maintain it. Most corporations had already relocated their data centers and network infrastructure to geologically stable Sacramento or further afield. 90% of their workers telecommuted from PRDs (Planned Rural Developments; gated communities and various other quiet, safe, corporate controlled areas). The USA and the world wrote the Bay Area off as a bad investment.

Soon after the Shake and Burn San Francisco, Silicon Valley, and the rest of the Bay Area fell into near anarchy. Only a few enclaves maintained any semblance of order and stability. The largest of these, based around the old public power generation facility and grid, slowly united the enclaves and "reclaimed" much of the city. By 2103 there is a democratically run "city-state", the GBA (Greater Bay Area). It controls large parts of what was once referred to as The Bay Area. Gaining defacto autonomy since, as of yet, the GBA leadership has been careful not to give anyone a reason to care what happens around SF Bay.

Oh yeah, the earthquake also opened a hellmouth & legions of the dead are conveniently close in Colma.


Welcome to BuffyPunk, a BtVS Campaign

A Buffy the Vampire Slayer RPG "Series". Set a century into the future, slightly cyber punkish; dark, violent, corporate ruled future. Mostly, it's about kicking vampire ass.


Player Background

By the time Buffy's replacement slayer made the scene the forces of evil were enjoying an upswing. The dual slayers and other anti-vampire forces slowed their resurgence to a creep. That worked like a charm until one of the slayer's went missing in the last decade of the 21st century. She is not dead as no replacement slayer has appeared. Through powerful divination magic The Reformed Council has come to believe she is cyrogenically frozen and in orbit. Whether put there by vampires, a government agency, or a corporate research lab and for what purpose they remain at a loss.

Although, the general population remains clueless most corporations are aware of vampires and the occult. But, few corporate boards "get it" when it comes to supernatural blood-suckers. Fewer still realize vampires are the low-end of the demon power scale and that there are bigger bads to worry about. Corporations by and large view vampires as just another risk to be budgeted for. Magic, mysticism, and other occult powers aren't products C-levels can wrap their business school trained minds around. They try to ignore the para-normal and when that fails specially trained black-ops units are sent in but often do not come out.

Shamans, witches, sorcerers and other practitioners have little use for the mundane power corporations offer and by necessity nearly all gravitate towards a more or less active anti-demon lifestyle. They infrequently cooperate but their combined efforts have saved the earth, nature and humankind from the worst deprivations of demons and corporations.

Demons are the bestest with the mostest but they lack organization and direction. They await a leader badassed enough to unify them...

[Thus started a campaign that ended up being a 1-shot that I regretfully did a poor job at DMing all back around 2003 or so. More to come.]