The City of Bliss
Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 6:07 pm
The City of Bliss
Hong Kong, sometime in the future
"There are no masks in the city of bliss"
-Chairman Pao, at yesterday's political assembly
The Chairman spoke those words to thousands of adoring citizens... or at lest that is what the state sponsored media would have you believe. Those thousands who attended the mandatory weekly political assemblies (at stadiums and ampitheaters scattered around the city) had no choice other than to attend and cheer as if they loved the Chairman...
...they're all being watched.
Openly, of course, for no one has anything to fear from the legion of superheroes that "watch over and protect" them.
Unless they do not toe the government line. If you are unhappy, you are a destabilizing element in "the perfect city".
Imagine a particular country in the northern half of a particular peninsula in southeast Asia, but with the wealth of Las Vegas, and a veritable army of superbeings. These supers have no masks, and they all have very public identities, as they are registered with the government and must participate in the "Civil Happiness League" (which is commonly known as the "Chill"). Most people call these supers "chillers"... for their unfortunate tendency to ice anyone not being a happy, productive citizen.
Of course, they only call them that when no one is listening.
Hong Kong is a melting pot of cultures in the same way Old New York was in the early 21st century. Chinese is still the official (and only allowed) language, but it is spoken in a bewildering mix of dialects and accents by a polyglot of ethnic types.
More and more people come to Hong Kong every month, lured by the "Las Vegas" style riches, negligible crime rate, zero unemployment, and overwhelming propaganda. Hong Kong, according to the media, is "everything America was intended to be before the Fall". (The Fall will be detailed later).
Unfortunately, once in Hong Kong, it is virtually impossible to leave. If you try to leave, you must be unhappy, and therefore traitorous scum who cannot be allowed to spread poisonous lies about the City of Bliss and Happiness.
Of course, the most fearful aspect of all is that of The Twins. There is reputed to be a pair of adolescent twin sisters whose clairvoyance, clairaudience, telepathy, and precognition are almost cosmic scale, and they are able to penetrate anyone's mind at any time without the victim's knowledge. There are literally hundreds of legends, rumors, stories, and "eyewitness accounts" of how the Chillers often appear at the scene of a crime before it even happens to snatch up the unsuspecting criminals as they prepare their traitorous acts.
What's unusual is that even though the suspects haven't even begun the crime, they are never seen again.
There is a city police force, but it's primary duties are those of administration of traffic and crowd control, and pretty much any other task you'd expect of a virtually untrained and completely non-voluntary police force that no longer has any authority.
The Chairman is quite different from most tyrannical despots in one respect: he's always out and about all around the city. Of course, he's always surrounded by a platoon of supers, but his almost absolute faith in the twins makes him feel supremely confident of his safety. He is always talking to citizens (especially children, with whom he likes to fly kites), visiting shops (but he never buys a thing), and strolling the streets. His Secret Service-style super-powered escorts are always nearby (a group of about a dozen World Class supers).
No one officially calls the supers "Chillers"; they are Civil Happiness Enforcement Officers.
There are literally hundreds of supers in the ranks of the chillers. Many of them were born here, some recruited, and some that came here for the same reasons as other poor trapped souls. Even with their superpowers, they were overwhelmed by so many super powered people, and these people quickly made it known to the newcomer that:
1) You were chosen by God to be here.
2) You cannot leave or you will be destroyed.
3) The Chairman is Supreme
4) Hundreds of innocents will die in your name if you disobey
5) You no longer have a Secret Identity or mask
6) Your every thought, action and emotion is being watched
Newcomer Supers don't learn all of this until after they get a reception that makes celebrity indoctrination into a particular science based cult look mild in comparison. Everything they could want or need is available, no matter how expensive, illegal, immoral or outrageous. They swoon over all they are offered, and it's not until after they have agreed (with their word; the Chairman knows how Supers are about their word) that they find out the whole story.
NEXT POST: GM Info... what's REALLY going on in the city of bliss.
This is the setting I've created, and I'm using for my current BASH! game.
Let me know what you think!
I hope you like it!
Hong Kong, sometime in the future
"There are no masks in the city of bliss"
-Chairman Pao, at yesterday's political assembly
The Chairman spoke those words to thousands of adoring citizens... or at lest that is what the state sponsored media would have you believe. Those thousands who attended the mandatory weekly political assemblies (at stadiums and ampitheaters scattered around the city) had no choice other than to attend and cheer as if they loved the Chairman...
...they're all being watched.
Openly, of course, for no one has anything to fear from the legion of superheroes that "watch over and protect" them.
Unless they do not toe the government line. If you are unhappy, you are a destabilizing element in "the perfect city".
Imagine a particular country in the northern half of a particular peninsula in southeast Asia, but with the wealth of Las Vegas, and a veritable army of superbeings. These supers have no masks, and they all have very public identities, as they are registered with the government and must participate in the "Civil Happiness League" (which is commonly known as the "Chill"). Most people call these supers "chillers"... for their unfortunate tendency to ice anyone not being a happy, productive citizen.
Of course, they only call them that when no one is listening.
Hong Kong is a melting pot of cultures in the same way Old New York was in the early 21st century. Chinese is still the official (and only allowed) language, but it is spoken in a bewildering mix of dialects and accents by a polyglot of ethnic types.
More and more people come to Hong Kong every month, lured by the "Las Vegas" style riches, negligible crime rate, zero unemployment, and overwhelming propaganda. Hong Kong, according to the media, is "everything America was intended to be before the Fall". (The Fall will be detailed later).
Unfortunately, once in Hong Kong, it is virtually impossible to leave. If you try to leave, you must be unhappy, and therefore traitorous scum who cannot be allowed to spread poisonous lies about the City of Bliss and Happiness.
Of course, the most fearful aspect of all is that of The Twins. There is reputed to be a pair of adolescent twin sisters whose clairvoyance, clairaudience, telepathy, and precognition are almost cosmic scale, and they are able to penetrate anyone's mind at any time without the victim's knowledge. There are literally hundreds of legends, rumors, stories, and "eyewitness accounts" of how the Chillers often appear at the scene of a crime before it even happens to snatch up the unsuspecting criminals as they prepare their traitorous acts.
What's unusual is that even though the suspects haven't even begun the crime, they are never seen again.
There is a city police force, but it's primary duties are those of administration of traffic and crowd control, and pretty much any other task you'd expect of a virtually untrained and completely non-voluntary police force that no longer has any authority.
The Chairman is quite different from most tyrannical despots in one respect: he's always out and about all around the city. Of course, he's always surrounded by a platoon of supers, but his almost absolute faith in the twins makes him feel supremely confident of his safety. He is always talking to citizens (especially children, with whom he likes to fly kites), visiting shops (but he never buys a thing), and strolling the streets. His Secret Service-style super-powered escorts are always nearby (a group of about a dozen World Class supers).
No one officially calls the supers "Chillers"; they are Civil Happiness Enforcement Officers.
There are literally hundreds of supers in the ranks of the chillers. Many of them were born here, some recruited, and some that came here for the same reasons as other poor trapped souls. Even with their superpowers, they were overwhelmed by so many super powered people, and these people quickly made it known to the newcomer that:
1) You were chosen by God to be here.
2) You cannot leave or you will be destroyed.
3) The Chairman is Supreme
4) Hundreds of innocents will die in your name if you disobey
5) You no longer have a Secret Identity or mask
6) Your every thought, action and emotion is being watched
Newcomer Supers don't learn all of this until after they get a reception that makes celebrity indoctrination into a particular science based cult look mild in comparison. Everything they could want or need is available, no matter how expensive, illegal, immoral or outrageous. They swoon over all they are offered, and it's not until after they have agreed (with their word; the Chairman knows how Supers are about their word) that they find out the whole story.
NEXT POST: GM Info... what's REALLY going on in the city of bliss.
This is the setting I've created, and I'm using for my current BASH! game.
Let me know what you think!
I hope you like it!