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MOTOLOT The Authority

  The School
Motolot Attributes Crime City
It is a time of ruin, gasoline & chaos.  The dim future
(or is it the present?) of Earth that never was, a Level: 5
Home hopeless age, a dark age… in a post apocalyptic Tribes of the Savaun
Laws: Standard Physics, Mad Science
landscape of humanity picking up the pieces after the
Bigger Bang (or some greasers say “the Great Oops”), Playable Races: Human, Mutant
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the horrendous apocalypse that almost wiped Man off Foci: Adapts to Any Environment, Carries A Quiver, Conducts
the face of the Earth, it’s a time of warring cycle gangs
Foci & opposing petty warlords of the wastes of what Weird Science, Entertains, Is Licensed to Carry, Leads, Lives In Hears the Music of the Night
remains, chieftains roaming the desolate countryside, The Wilderness, Looks For Trouble, Operates Undercover, (Vampire)
questing for precious gasoline & the remnants of the
Recursion Solves Mysteries, Wields Two Weapons At Once
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ancients oil-wells & platforms & lost tech to have the Grows weird plants
References upper hand in survival, scavenging power & high Skills: Wasteland lore, Lore of the Ancients, Tech Use,
octanage — a dog eat dog world. Channels Savage Psionics
Oldspeek, Technolingua (languages)
Terms Of Use   Connection to the Strange: A recursion gate deep in the Live around the Gears
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Whomever brings unifies the gangs of the Wasteland, engine room of Motolot & the Bloody Castle Under the Myre Has a Mechanical Companion
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as every greaser likes to affectionately call it, will rise as (the Bloody Ba$tards' HQ).
Hide a Clockwork Hearth
Big Boss of the Land & will heal it, ushering a new era Connection to Earth: Inapposite Gates, two Recursion Gates –
Submit of “peace & prosperity”, or so the prophecy from the
time of the Great Teevee foretold. to a biker bar in Antofagasta, Chile, & in an abandoned
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motorcycle factory in Liverpool, London—, both accessible only
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on “Biker Day” whatever that means. Mon World
Submit Focus In comes Art’s Cycle Knights; led by a charismatic Age and Size: Developed Recursion
leader, Art Drake, AKA King Drake, unifying the
disparate gang bosses & the civie motor caravans; he’s Spark: 25% Random Foci
got this crazee dream of looking for a new arcology of Trait: Brash, Fast, Tough, Honorable: all Intellect based
shiny chrome up on the hill, to build & settle.  In a Dreams Lucidly
dream he’s called it Motolot, “Tha Place To Be” in difficulties to be tempted, betray, or be deceived are one step
Oldspeek. less, unless the character makes a conscious decision to be
“dishonorable”. Recursions By Tag
 
Alien Ancient changers
Right now, however, they’ll have to settle with a
monstrous contraption made by the sheer crazee detective dinosaurs
audacity & ingenuity of the infamous mutant, Merl the
Mech, full of polished lines of steel rivets, belching toxic dragon earth fantasy
fumes as it trundles along the moors; a roaming, battle
platform/citadel on tracks.  All good mensch & broads What A Recursor Knows About Motolot fictional leakage
are welcome to Motolot One, it says right there on the
sign. It's a survival of the fittest type a deal. frank l baum Ghosts

    gliding Gods holmes

On King Drake’s right hand, as sharp as his trusty pig- horror ia ia john carter
sticker X-Kal, his trusted lieutenant, Da Lanze, one [Motor]Bikes rule!
tough mutha.  On his left side, his also trusted advisor, jump kro london
the original grease monkey, Merl “the Wizard”,  
Mechanic of Magic; an unfortunate mutie of the waste, lovecraft machine god
who’s capable of using some kinda “technomagic”…or A few mutants are like Gods, the rest are pitiable.
madness magic moriarty
so they say. 

    Mutants no glitter

Art has just taken a new girl, but seems this one’s a There's a war for resources, it's a post apocalyptic world. not a recursion official oz
keeper, her name’s Lil’ Geneva.  Some say she’s the
finest looking broad (for a mutie, but never tell it to her Post-apocalyptic prehistoric
 
face) of the whole land & a fine dame to boot. 
psionic psychic ruk
Asskicker extraordinaire, from a family of famous
asskickers. There's a race war: "pure" humans vs. muties (mutants).
sherlock singularity
   
steampunk
But Art has made several enemies along the way,
Old technologies are the greatest treasure, caveat emptor tho'. Substandard Physics survive
chiefly “Bloody” Morder & his gang, The Bloody
Ba$tards, despicable raiders & pimps of the road,
  there wolf vampire
fascist anti-muties (& anti anything that Bloody Morder
don’t like), survival of the fittest kind of villains, but
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disciplined under Morder’s Iron Hand (literally his There's a sort of feudalism here, non-gangers are treated like
whole right arm, cut & replaced by an artifact of
Ancient Tech).  Their only aim is violence for chaos’ peasants. wonderful world zombie
sake.  Rumor has it Morder is Art’s by-blow, but no one
knows for sure.  Most decent civies quake at the  
possibilities of Morder toppling the Big Boss… of what
that future will be like. The world stinks, nothin' but up from here.
 

A Big Scrap’s a-comin’ boy, & Art’s looking for a few

good mensch, with or without bikes, to round up & join
his gang… Will you accept?

Description for the GM:

Motolot is basically a mix of Arthurian Legends through post apocalyptic biker culture lenses.  For instance, jousts could be
fought, depending on each opponent’s version of honor, with scavenged shotguns or lances, but always on cool choppers &
swift cycles.  Here the motorbike rules all.

Muties: (Mutant creation suggestions)

Roll once on the Harmful Mutation Table (page 240, The Strange) & once on the Powerful Mutation Table.

Technomagic —essentially Mad Science applied to gadgets, gizmos, weapons, but mostly vehicles, even aerial ones, (altho’ this
application hasn’t been thought of yet!)— exists, but is a closely guarded secret, an “art” only a few can wield &, only, up till
now, a few muties (mutants), first among ’em Merl the Mech, a halfbreed between a pure human & a pure mutant, a once in a
millennium kinda deal.

Opposing him is his own immortal mother, Morg Da Mutie, sarcastically called “the Fair”, Mistress of Glam: high-energy
illusion-based powers.

Motolot’s inception date? Round when motorcycles became vogue in the UK & France.

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