You may or may not have been following my work on RIFTS, a post-apocalyptic setting where every legend came true at once, plus aliens. Chaos Earth is a prequel to that story, where players actually try an survive the apocalypse. Originally meant to be a more restrained version of RIFTS, Chaos Earth only got the one book for lack of interest, so this should be shorter than my other threads. On the other hand, it gives the most background on the Cataclysm that shaped so much of RIFTS Earth. So let's look forward about a century...
The Golden Age
The first third of the 21st Century was admittedly unpleasant, defined as it was by terrorism, wars of retaliation, economic crises and the death of personal liberty/privacy. But mostly it was a time of profound uncertainty. But most developed nations had a tradition of democracy by this stage and there's only so long you can do body cavity searches before a people cry 'enough!' and elect saner leaders. The last significant conflict ended in 2028.
In 2035, the US, Canada and Mexico decided to fix NAFTA and signed onto the North American Alliance (NAA) which more closely resembled the EU model. Borders were abolished, a common currency (the universal credit/debit system) established, and the US and Canada made a serious commitment to fixing Mexico's sundry economic and social problems. But the two most significant changes were the free exchange of ideas and the creation of NEMA.
NEMA (Northern Eagle Military Alliance) was the police/paramilitary group that consolidated the existing "federal" law enforcement and counterterrorism bodies (effectively swallowing the FBI and NSA) and militia (National Guard, for Americans.) into one force with a virtually unlimited remit to travel everywhere in NAA territory, solve every crime that impacted more than one state/province/member nation, as well as disaster relief and resisting foreign invasion. I'd be pretty damn wary of creating one group with such power, but as you'll see it worked out for the best in their case.
But the Golden Age was marked by the free exchange of information, with virtually no regards for national secrets or security, which led to scientific collaboration on an unprecedented scale and breakthrough after linked breakthrough. Like nuclear power safe and simple enough every car and house could have one and only need to refuel every 20 years. Or advanced miniaturization of electronics, which allowed viable nanotechnology, which opened new worlds in chemistry. Worlds with MDC materials a hundred times stronger than any metal or concrete previously known. Strong, lightweight materials and nuclear power reopened spaceflight, and Earth was soon ringed with space stations, with multiple moon colonies and a small research outpost on Mars.
To say nothing of medicine, by 2080 the average human lifespan was 180 years, with 20% of the population living to 200 and virtually no physical difference between a man of 90 and a 30 year-old. It was expected they'd be able stretch out a human life by another 50% in just a few more years.
Countdown to Crisis
Which was sort of the rub. Starting in the late 2060s everyone got into medicine, human enhancement and general post-humanism in a big way. Everyone had a very different vision of an idealized mankind. And then somebody published a worldwide bestselling spy thriller series about "the double jay" Juicer Julian out to do one more impossible mission before he dies, and now the idea of a supersoldier was on everyone's minds. If Julian could kill three hundred mooks inside five minutes, what could other enhancement technologies do?
People started hoarding secrets again, and innovation slowed to a trickle. Worse, they started looking around at things they'd already made and shared with the world with an eye for military applications. A fission reactor in every home? What were we thinking? A hundred such genies had been turned loose from their bottles and everyone started frantically legislating against things that had been common practice for a generation. Markets crashed, a new surge of nationalism. It's around this point, incidentally, that a hardline ultranationalist reactionary got elected in Russia and formally restored the Soviet Union.
Still, to the man on the street this looked like a period of caution and consolidation over what mankind had already achieved, surely it would let up. Or maybe technological development was finally plateauing after 30+ years of nearly weekly revolutions in this or that field. No cause for concern.
The ones to actually end the world were two as-yet-unnamed South American nations. The US loaned one a dozen G10 Chromium Guardsmen (Glitter Boys) to be used in only the most dire of circumstances, should their very capitol be threatened. Sound advice, and promptly ignored. The Glitter Boys were thrown into a routine border skirmish where they hammered the enemy into smithereens, then followed the survivors across the border and killed them, along with the entire village of Guada Marte. This other nation responded in kind, sending over twelve thousand men with armored support and they all died, killing just one of the enemy before the GBs retreated over the border.
Well, the nation who instigated the skirmish cried out for justice for the massacre of Guada Marte, but the world wasn't terribly bothered about the whole thing, the nation with GBs threatened them into silence and the news cycle was sort of distracted by the creation of hundreds of amphibious humans in an Argentinian lab (over the bodies of thousands of dead test subjects) which is sadly realistic. The Guada Marte Incident wasn't the end, no, the world would trundle on for another 3 years until-
Judgement Day, Dec. 22nd 2098
There is a limited, I repeat, limited nuclear exchange between the two countries involved in the Guada Marte Incident. Barely more than a million people die. It just so happened to fall on the time of an unfortunate celestial event, when a million simultaneous deaths were all that was needed to flood the dormant ley lines with an energy they hadn't had since the days of Atlantis. This caused tremendous upheaval in the world, setting off terrible windstorms and powerful currents and shockwaves, even before Atlantis returned. All of this caused more death, which caused the ley lines to flare more, which exacerbated the natural disasters.
It is estimated that 30% of humanity died in those first 48 hours. Before contact was lost with space we got word of 5,000+ glowing blue lines on the night-side of the planet, 119 tidal waves, 47 hurricanes and 33 volcanic eruptions, all on that first night. Virtually everything within a hundred miles of the sea wound up underwater, while every river floods, and where do most people live again?
Any combination of these disasters would have been a massive strain on their own, but the Coming of the Rifts played merry hell with radio and telecommunications, so coordination was lost in the midst of all these disasters, even the most powerful and advanced comm gear could reach barely a hundred miles, most radios a mile or less.
Some of those last transmissions mentioned walls of blue fire and horrible monsters, no demons! But not a lot of credit is put in those early reports. While Congress drowns with the rest of DC, the President was giving a speech in Colorado and is bundled off to NORAD just in time for the big event.
See, at this point the government could have still recovered, American society could have endured.
And then, 48 hours into the crisis, the Yellowstone supervolcano blew.
Those on the West Coast who survived the tidal waves and earthquakes die choking on ash. All of North America was covered with a layer or ash sometimes just a meter deep, sometimes 5 (3-16 ft.) The president was buried in his mountain bunker, all contact lost. The atmosphere is choked with ash form this and other volcanoes, and the global temperature drops 30 degrees Fahrenheit (22 C) as contact with space is finally cut off.
The New Age, Chaos Earth
The game begins on the first of the new year, 2099 (at least Spider-Man can help out) and day 11 of the crisis. Individual cities are cut off from each other, monsters and demons and shapeshifters are tormenting people, there are thousands of suicides a day. It's the end of the world.
But thanks to that unwise consolidation of power, the US and Canada (Mexico is virtually gone from volcanoes and earthquakes) have a large organized force, trained in disaster relief with the MDC armor and weapons needed to make a difference. Under the command of Lt. General Lindsey Sawyer, NEMA concentrates on the area around Chicago and the American Midwest, considering both coasts a lost cause. Their mission is to save whatever lives they can, restore law and order according to their procedures and existing doomsday scenarios. The men and women of NEMA are badly rattled by what's going on, but Gen. Sawyer has convinced them if this is the end they should at least go down swinging and doing some good. They have no clue what they're getting into, luckily they have you, the players.
Have fun.
