The Tower Syndicate specializes in "life cycle management" - controlling and benefiting from all aspects of people's lives. The syndicate secretly owns a network of well-known establishments such as factories, power companies, hospitals, law firms, restaurants, and even brothels. In short, the syndicate profits from all aspects of its unsuspecting members daily lives. While outsiders in the know see the syndicate as the latest example of a corporation gone horribly wrong, there is no denying that the syndicate benefits from heretofore unknown economies of scale.
The director of the Tower Syndicate, known only as "The Director" lives in NY's oldest remaining landmark, the Cloisters. From his tower high above the city, the Director organizes his minions, counts his money, and plays with a fully functional 1:28 scale model of his newly constructed death ray.
The Black Pope is
considered by many as a cult of religious zealots, who gathered their following
through playing Go in the parks of Astoria, Queens. It was through this method
that they assimilated some of the smartest minds in New York into their fold.
It is believed by many that the method of religious preaching is bizarre (cats
are the perfect manifestation of the universe, and the creators of all life).
However, this message is really just a front for a much more sinister and
diabolical plan. Many feel their mastermind is really a braintrust of several
devious brainiacs.
The Rossoni Rebels started as a small bakery on Arthur Ave. dealing in
fine traditional Italian pastries, decades of dark secrets about hundreds of
high-profile public officials, and the misinformation publication" Il
Aspide". The leader of the rebel movement, Mr. Rossoni, is notorious
for letting secrets manifest themselves if the right price hasn't been
paid. Despite the family's past loyalties to their "premiere
customers", their true loyalties lie with themselves.
After numerous failed grass cutting ventures, one would think the Cristofori Coalition would acknowledge that there just isn't much demand for lawn care in Manhattan. Unable to accept defeat, the mild-mannered lawn boy set up shop on Staten Island where he successfully terraformed the former landfill into a pristine stretch of lawn using an army of genetically modified weed-whacker wielding garden gnomes. Some say that eating too much fertilizer and drinking garbage laden water drove him mad, and on a quiet afternoon you can hear the a distant echo of him yelling at imaginary children from his front porch, "Get off my grass!"
The history of the Dunning is unknown. Dunning is constantly experimenting with new ideas focusing heavily on pleasure and pain. Refugees who enter Coney Island find themselves the target of an experiment. All is welcome to enter, but all will not necessarily be able to leave. There appears to be some connection between the military and all the deranged inventions.
Long established as the secret naval arm of the Rhode Island state militia after the collapse of the US Government, the Greene Berets were forced from their native lands during the epic invasion of the Quebecois. They setup shop in eastern Queens, where Jamaica Bay was as close of a natural home to Narragansett Bay as they could find. Their leader, the legendary Nathaniel Greene – fashions himself as a prime candidate to restore New York to the world stage with honor and grace.
Voted by many as the smartest of all the faction leaders – it
remains to be seen just how far The People’s Hamblet will go in order to
restore solidarity to New York. There is nothing their fearless leader will do
to inspire those around him. He is famous for his epic free-climbs of the Palisades
in New Jersey, his skydive off the second World Trade Center building, and his
impressive win-loss record in the classic board game Twilight Struggle (4,313
to 1). To date, Mr. Hamblet has never revealed who his loss was to – many rumor
that person never lived long enough to tell the tale of their victory…
The modern bourgeois society that has sprouted from the ruins of
American Society has not done away with class antagonisms. It has but
established new classes, new conditions of oppression, new forms of struggle in
place of the old ones do not. Rising from the ashes of a fallen republic, heralding the dawn of a new age, the proletariat calls out for new leadership, all Hail the PEOPLE'S HAMBLET!
Listen to the silent heart of the city, from greene lawns to the assault tanks of the tower syndicate. The People's Hamblet disdain to conceal their views and aims. Without the people the Grass will not grow, the tanks will not roll. The people's Hamblet openly declare that their ends can be attained only by the forcible overthrow of all existing social conditions. Let the ruling classes tremble at the revolution that rises in Jersey City! The proletarians have nothing to lose but their chains. Do not play slavish minion to your would be NY overlords, workers of the world UNITE!
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