The Gamemaster sat in his office. It was sort of a small museum, filled with bizarre artifacts from over his "career". The objects ranged from a cursed mummy wearing an Ankh amulet, to the skull of a slain monster. Newspapers were framed on his wall, with headlines like "GAMEMASTER A TERRORIST, DESTROYS ARENA" and "TWO FOUND DEAD IN ARENA RUINS, GAMEMASTER BELIEVED TO BE THE CAUSE". It had been about a year since that incident, and the Gamemaster had to go into hiding, now that the world knew who he really was. The gamemaster knew that there were a lot of people in this world who had the power to imprison, even kill him. But, he also knew that there were those who had the power to advance his plans...
A woman awoke, finding herself wrapped in chains and dangling above a pool of sharks. The gamemaster walked up to the podium above her. "Welcome, esteemed guest. I am so glad to have you participate in my humble game!" he exclaimed.
"Where am I?! Let me go, you psycho!" the woman responded.
"What was that? you want me to make it harder? Very well..." The Gamemaster said, flipping a switch.
As the woman was lowered into the pool, the Gamemaster's phone suddenly rang.
"We'll have to pick this up later..." the Gamemaster said to the woman as he shut down the machine.
"Gamemaster speaking!" he enthusiastically said as he answered the phone.
"Hello, I have finished compiling the list of candidates. I will be sending the list to you now
" said a voice on the other line.
"Thank you very much" said the gamemaster.
"Out of curiosity, what do you plan to do with this information?
" the voice asked. "That is none of your concern." The Gamemaster suddenly snapped defensively, as he hung up. Seconds later, he received the list of contacts, just as promised. The gamemaster smiled at his phone screen. He then rose from his chair, balancing himself on his cane as he did so.
The Gamemaster was coming to town.
Location: Brantwood, Michingan. AKA "The City of Heroes...
We now peer into the lives of the citizens of the City...