Okay, so I’ve been doing a terrible job of keeping track of all the want ads going on, but I don’t think I’ve seen anything quite like this. Basically I want to make a group of inexperienced rebel hunters. People who had a very rude awakening to the creature population and are very late to the party trying to do something about it. They’re all screw ups and screwed up, bumbling around and making even more of a mess of things. I’m also more than happy to plot with creatures who want some very vulnerable humans as cannon fodder/something to laugh at, or C.R.E.E.P. agents who want these dumb rookies to stop pissing in their backyards.
New Year’s Revolution
On the 31st December 2015 the world was torn apart. For some it marked the end of centuries of hiding. For some it was the validation of everything they had feared (no matter the irony of their so called defensive action inevitably pushing the world closer and closer to retaliation). But there was a third group: the ignorant innocent. Those who had been unaware, until now, of the true diversity of the people that walked the same streets and lived the same lives as they did. The creatures who had been living just in the periphery of humanity’s vision were suddenly exposed. And that knowledge came at a terrible cost for some. Husbands, wives, fathers and sons found themselves bereft, with family ripped away in a war they hadn’t even known they were fighting. Some of them mourned their loved ones. Some of them spoke out about the tragedy they had been put through and others remained quiet, choosing to grieve in private.
And some of them were angry and afraid. They had been hurt, dealing with losses too terrible to bear. They had been betrayed; how could they trust a government deceitful enough to hide their task force for so long and incompetent enough to let this happen? And their eyes had been opened to the real dangers lurking in the shadows. They banded together, forming a human rebellion that stumbled its way through equal parts justice and revenge. Trying to find something to fill the ragged void left by the people they’d lost.
If C.R.E.E.P. are highly trained, highly organised and enhanced beyond human capabilities, these vigilantes are desperate, turbulent and oh so fragile. These people have no idea what they’re doing. They’re unstable and violent, lashing out at any and every creature they can find. Any successes are the result of trial and error and they’re 50 years behind the government on that front. They act as if they have nothing to lose, but the truth is they can lose each other. With each botched operation their hatred is fuelled by their fresh losses, raking over scars that are still red and raw. It only makes them hungrier for revenge; a little more experienced, but a little less stable.
tl;dr • Human vigilantes • Only found out about creatures as a result of the NY massacre • Likely lost somebody close to them during this attack • Unstable and fractured chain of command • Inexperienced but motivated • Likely to get themselves killed • Running around trying to punch witches like total newbies • Pissing off all the wrong people
















