Backmatter Part 11: Welcome to the Occupation

When Papa Sinister marked my face, he said he was binding me to the Zobop. When he flayed the flesh off of my fingertips, he said he was marking me as a bone-pointer, as a killer of men.

When the flood came, Papa Sinister didn’t say shit. He just headed to Houston with his pockets full of money and let the Zobop drown.

Now who am I? I’m someone who can’t kiss his lady without her feeling bone. I can’t tickle my baby girl without gloves on. I got no money, no home, no life.

But I can point a bone like a mutha, and I’m gonna get mine.

– Beau Willis AKA “Buck Wild,” former associate of known crime lord Papa Sinister

Title: Welcome to the Occupation
High Concept: Post-apocalyptic, street-level superheroism in a feral city
Genre: Street-level superheroics

Before the hurricane hit, La Roche, Louisiana was known for gumbo, jazz, Carnival and a freebooting attitude that treated most of its superheroes and supervillains the same way that it treated any of the other eccentrics that flocked to the city. Collegiate superheroes Decibelle and Glimmer patrolled the Quarter during Spring Break, Swamp Fox always took time out from crimefighting to serve as grand marshal of the Krewe of Reynard’s yearly parade (and to stop the inevitable Wrecking Krewe crime spree) and the worst of the worst were kept at bay.

Everything changed when the levees broke. Those with money or resources left, leaving the poor, old or unlucky to make their own way. More than a few minions and henchmen found themselves

The heroes rose to the occasion, though. Glimmer pushed herself to the point of exhaustion, teleporting the living and the dead out of the flood zone for hours without pause. Decibelle used her sonic powers to clear debris and collapse buildings into short-term floodbreaks. The Swamp Fox became an unofficial field marshal, coordinating efforts, opening his Fox’s Den as a shelter, rescuing survivors and trying to maintain some sort of order.

It wasn’t enough. Glimmer was pulled out of the water, half-drowned after two days of non-stop teleportation. CNN broadcast Decibelle’s broken subsonic sobs after she discovered one too many dead. Swamp Fox’s body was pulled from the floodwaters by emergency crews; rumor had it that the hero, revealed to be moneyed layabout Ray Vulpe, had died saving his nemesis Papa Sinister from a flooded bank vault, but Papa’s not talking.

La Roche was fully evacuated after Swamp Fox’s death, with Old Line Security deploying a private army to shut the city down for six months before evacuees were allowed to return home.

A year later, La Roche is a shadow of her former glory as the eyes of the world have turned elsewhere. Even the old heroes and villains seem to have abandoned La Roche, as Glimmer and Decibelle have turned up in Minneapolis of all places, Sinister’s taking Houston by storm and the Wrecking Krewe seem to have disappeared.

As with the flood, the dregs have washed in to fill the void. Running gun battles between the remnants of the Zobop street gang and a gang boss calling himself Sinister have turned the streets of the District into Mogadishu West. One of Pit Boss’ low-grade street soldiers is using one of her boss’ old castoff trick decks and performing high-profile robberies as The Dealer. Someone calling himself “Johnny Reb” has been staging raids on anyone connected to the federal government, from the assassination of a FEMA deputy chief to pipe bombing post offices.

And as things get worse, more Old Line vans patrol, the contract with the police gets pushed back and the eyes of the world turn from La Roche, a small group of heroes steps forward to hold back the flood.

System: Wild. Effing. Talents.

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