GMScotch's *Archive of the Past*
Welcome to GMScotch’s Archive of the Past
This is a repository for the adventure logs and characters of the two previous Mutants and Masterminds games that I have been the Father of ;)
The Notes are recorded with the most recent campaign “Days of Shade and Sunlight”
and “Toronto 2011” my first and oldest being listed second.
“Days of Shade and Sunlight” Premise
The Days of Shade and Sunlight chronicles the uneasy union between three overlaying realities created by a strange and unknown event centuries ago. Three similar realities once alternate to each other became merged and in special places one could travel between them. Currently the year is 2010 and the focus setting is Toronto, Canada. Originally the world was composed of just one reality where science and technology were the “magic” of the days and powers were more of influence and financial in nature. During the Autumn of 1996 a second reality temporarily bled into the first and people discovered a hollow version of the city lied beyond its gaps. This place a “Shadow Toronto” was inhabited by a new breed of humankind which possessed strange abilities and at times variations of physical form. These “Mutants” moved into the mainstream world and despite years of animosity and segregation were slowly removed as an uneasy truce was formed. People without powers seemed for the most part put off by their current governing bodies allowing the mutants to live freely without monitoring their abilities. The mutants tired of persecution decided to move out of the public eye and into private locations within the main and “Shadow Plane” version of Toronto as they were able to traverse freely from one reality to the next. The reality strained even more so when the third one suddenly bled into both the first and the second one late in the Winter of 2008. The people who emerged from this rift were strangely dressed and with them the discovery of the ways of magic was born.
There are some who wonder why there has to be any animosity at all seeing how the overlaying realities keep from bleeding into each other and life seems to go on as usual. They have formed a Faction composed of members of all three groups (normal, mutant and magic) and have taken the name “The Dreamers” The second Faction which is also made up of representatives from all three realities think it would be wise to find a way to close off contact and unhinge the realities so they might become independent worlds once more. Calling themselves “The Midnight Hour” they have an ongoing debate with the first faction. The third and last faction has become an underground movement that exists in all three realities. The mutant underground believes it would be better to seal away the magical reality while the “Runic Wanderers” of the Normal side feel that both Mutants and Magic should be removed. The last being a magical coo that seeks to take over first the magical reality and then banish the other two wants a direct war to begin that would separate the weak from the strong. These various third factions are not public knowledge, at least not yet..
The year now is 2010, November and early Winter. Those who use magic have returned to their own reality, known as the “Sunlit Toronto” which can only be accessed at certain places and times. Strangely some dream of this world to wake inside it and they are soon adept to the magical side of things. Those who reside in the first reality or the “Shaded Toronto” have come to either accept these changes or fear and mistrust them. Sometime during the Summer month of 2010 a strange woman appeared in the city offering those who would seek Her out the ability to become fully protected from the direct abilities of both the mutant and magic using effects of powers. They were marked with multicolored runes on their bodies that would alter their auras and cause their physical bodies to become ethereal when attacked. They were given intricate runes of the palms and back of hands that would link them to each other through telepathy. Most died in days having rejected the changes while those who embraced it walked away from their lives and families to explore the other realities with almost a cavalier mind state. Though they found despite being immune to attack they were not able to attack first and any chance of forming a militant uprising was soon abandoned.
The story begins November 12th, two mutants and one man of the magical arts have been invited to a secret location for a secretive interview, one that will change their lives and perhaps reveal the deeper truths of The Days of Shade and Sunlight…
“Toronto 2011” Premise
The pre-dawn hours of Friday, January 18th 2011 would usher upon the present world a very different revelation than those of the prior two years time. There were so many different experts, theologists, drug store prophets and street corner doomsayers professing that the end of the Mayan calendar, December 21st 2010 would be a “significant” date in the history of humanity. It’s come and gone over a year now and all of the collective babble, back talk and late night radio chatter have seemingly brought nothing of the sort to the solitary planet Earth. Many who believed things would end with chaos and destruction lost their money and savings in elaborate schemes promising them a “place” in underground bunkers and safe houses within the penthouses of the very rich. Times may change but people do not and even in the face of a looming “Age of Enlightenment” many were reminded of their own ignorance and were lost in obscurity. There were few new age type people who gained minor reputation for their near accurate predictions that nothing new would come of the Mayan calendar ending.
There was one Canadian author by the name of Leo M. Danforth who wrote a very gripping piece of literature in early 2010 called “The Mayan Gift” This novel outlined a very real manifestation of an object of immense power being delivered to humanity on that fateful night of December 21st, 11:38 PM but the exact location was undefined. The book spent a good deal of it’s 17 Chapters doing a back story on the Mayan culture and although many of the newspaper critics mocked the book for being “just another money making ploy” Leo himself appeared relentlessly on television talk shows and Larry King to discuss his own vivid “prophetic dreams” that this object was definitely coming and the world would be changed forever upon it’s return. The enigmatic author would draw a lot of attention to his novel and bring its status into the bestseller venue in a manner of weeks. People want to believe in something and if you give them enough doubt against the truth they will come around to your way of thinking. In the last week of December. the 21st, was a mixture of tension, fear, and anticipation. When the date arrived and nothing seemed to change, nor the next day, nor the next weeks ahead there was no more rush to the book stores and Leo M. Danforth vanished into obscurity. The book has since moved to the back shelves of the store. Time seems to have brought with its tide something only of in the imagination of one man.
Good Morning, It’s January 2011 and a year has passed. You awake in your bed on this new day feeling a bit drained and groggy. The dream you just drifted out of was intense and felt perhaps like more than just “a dream” Lucidity poured from every fiber of the imagery and the scene you beheld was something most disturbing. You awake now, shaken from the image of a sky scrapper reduced to piles of broken stone and glass, twisted steel framework and fallen debris which seems to bury not only police vehicles but the police as well as you spot an hat here, a blue uniformed shirt stained with blood there. Many of the people who were gathered before this particular building are now also buried beneath this fallen giant. You see a dirty red balloon floating lazily upon bitter air it’s small owner lost to the devastation before you. Then you see a figure standing atop the only level part of this edifice that still stands. The face, a mirror reflecting the destruction below and his cloak of darkest blue flutters in the flurries of snow that drift past. This figure motions to you with hands outstretched in cased in metal beckoning you to come…come to this place…awaken…..and as you do and you find it is Friday, January the 18th 2011..6:25 am. and outside your bedroom window lazy snowflakes begin to fall…..