History and Origins:
Marcia Chapman and Alexander Vophang had been friends with the
Costas brothers since childhood. They all grew up in a small
town of Texas just inside the border across the Rio Grande from
Mexico. They graduated from the same high school, went to the
same bars, watched the same movies. It gave them a sense of
deep camaraderie unlike most friendships. Bumming around town,
occasionally making the trip to Brownsville, they eventually hooked
up with a young man of similar "who gives a damn" attitudes and a
certain disdain for following the rules named Billy Ray Hanson.
Billy Ray was an authentic Texas
shit-kicker, and he took to the group like a fish to water.
Alex Vophang was the
group's idea-man. It was his idea to steal cars and go
joy-riding around Harlingen and San Benito. It was Alex's idea
to knock over the occasional 7-11 for booze and some quick cash.
They got good at it; the cops were a joke, and the fact that they
could take what they want made them all feel powerful. As time
went on, they started looking for bigger and bigger crimes to pull.
They went from 7-11s to grocery stores to jewelry stores and banks.
And then one day, Alex
decided they should rob the phamaceutical lab in McAllen. The
idea was that the lab would have some new, totally unknown drug that
would get people real high and allow them to make lots of money
selling it. The others all thought this was a fantastic idea.
Absolutely fantastic! Everybody knew that there was tons of
money in the drug scene... how much more could they make with a drug
no one else had, right?
The robbery was a
disaster. The lab had armed security, and the group found
themselves shot at for the first time in their life. Marcia
and Ramon had actually been shot and were slowly bleeding to death.
But even worse was that damned fog that engulfed them after the one
guard sprayed shotgun fire at them. It came from some round
tank with warning signs all over them. The entire group had
got a big lungful of the stuff, and as they made their getaway, they
were all couging their lungs up.
Alex hid their car in
the garage of an abandoned office building. He left Ramon and
Marcia in the car, hoping they wouldn't die, as he discussed options
with the others. But it was a lost cause. One by one
they all fell unconscious from the vapors they'd inhaled. When
they came to, things were different. Not only had Marcia and
Ramon not died of blood loss, but every member of the group had
changed in one way or another. They'd all gained super-powers.
As a group, they all
shared the same thought. This was going to be fun.
Area of Operation:
Disrupting and embarrassing the establishment.
Make a bunch of money and cause trouble. Wreck things and
watch the normals run.
Inter-Group Relations: The group all have good relations
with each other, for the most part. With the exception of
Vermin, they are all long-term friends. Everyone gets along
with everyone else, and if they don't, then its kind of like sibling
protectiveness. The members of the group might be fighting mad
at each other, but only they are allowed to mess with their
teammates. They close ranks fast when someone outside of the
"family" starts messing with any of the members.
general, Anarchy is the type of villain group that likes to attack
from surprise, kick their opponents when they are down, threaten
civilians just for kicks, and basically act in the worst way
possible. They believe that the only fair fight is a fight
they win, so nothing is beyond them.
Anarchy has a reputation for being powerful and reckless. They are
known to target military installations (they steal weapons and
munitions to resell later) and hospitals (for the pharmaceuticals),
not caring who they hurt in the process. Mostly what makes this team
dangerous is their utter lack of regard for other human beings.
Anyone who identifies a member of Anarchy near a military
installation is requested to call the Army's 24-hour emergency
number 1-555-ANA-RCHY. Do not attempt to apprehend them yourself.