A DM Stash & Nerikson Collaboration
[Presupported in 32mm and 75mm scale]
[LYS Files Included]
(Three Variants Included)
The remnants of a gang of outlaws that lived in the shadows of the Australian bushrangers of centuries past. Thinking themselves as the hard-done and downtrodden of society, they chose to inflict their miseries upon anything they deemed “the system,” whether that be a police officer or a simple postal worker. Founded by a Bonnie and Clyde type of couple on the run from the police in Canberra, the duo quickly found national fame after pumping a well-hated politico with more lead than a resident of Flint, Michigan. The husband and wife were Pagan and Mary-Ann Hood, thus people saw in them the old folk tale of Robin Hood, stealing from the poor and giving to the needy. Though the needy in this scenario was themselves, and their moral code grew increasingly flexible over the years.
After garnering their following of outlaw LARPers believing themselves to be modern-day Robin Hoods and Ned Kelly’s, the Hood Gang would wreak havoc upon the New South Wales countryside for decades. In the wake of the capitulation of the Old Australian Government and the separation of the Chrome Coast and Western Australia, the East Australian Government considered the group very low on its list of priorities, as a myriad of dire issues swarmed the new incumbent government. Though local policing rangers were eventually established to try and deal with the Hood Gang, the gang’s size and loyalty of its members proved an insurmountable obstacle to the undermanned and under equipped forces of the NSW Rangers. It was only by a spring of luck and good planning that the couple was split up from their cronies in an attempted heist in Tenterfield, where the local law enforcement had caught wind of the gang’s plans, staging an ambush designed to cut off the head of the snake.
With the main gang pinned down by rifle fire, the husband and wife ringleaders bundled into their getaway car with their score, though quickly found their driver had a .50 calibre bullet lodged in his skull. Very soon after, both had about thirty lodged in them.
With the death of Pagan and Mary-Ann, the gang splintered. A small power vacuum opened in the gang’s microcosm, they slaughtered their late ringleader's children, save for their youngest daughter who escaped on a stolen bike. A few more power struggles ensued as one man topped another who ruled for a month before getting his own chrome dome blown wide open. Finally, things seemed to settle after Pagan’s most trusted confidant, Davy Four-Fingers, took charge. With a new vision for the future, one not spent running from bushrangers and the Federal Police. He saw a future in the Chrome Coast, where they’d be free from their past, and could live in the future the 21st century had become while they were squandering in the past of old outback towns.
Renaming themselves The Hoodless, Davy drove his followers to the glimmering coastal city of the future. Work for their sort in a city that had long abandoned morality and was plentiful, and they found themselves high-paying work in narcotics and hired muscle. Chrome addiction quickly began claiming them as they tore their flesh away for the shiny glitter of the future, replacing their bodies with cybernetics and augmented organs until their minds began to dim. Still, part of them hankers for their old days of terrorising locals in small towns, so they make the occasional weekend trip to satellite towns surrounding the Coast, forcing local stores to cash up coins or blow off the legs of the local constable, just for fun. Though they think themselves the kings of the Chrome Coast, they’re just another fish in the pond. The whole chapter could be wiped out tomorrow and it wouldn’t even be a footnote on a bulletin board. Unfortunately for them, that may very well be the case, with Dalia, the last surviving child of the Hoods coming for vengeance on the gang’s remnants, making sure each one of them knows who she is before she plugs their lights.
