Themes: coping through art, losing control, vulturism
Konrad is an innovator, a teacher, a guru, an annodic music prophet and a horrible, horrible person to actually run a music club.
A known figure of the Hardcore underground scene, Konrad has a strange way with music. While the others only listen, they really FEEL the music. The notes are words and self-vibing is a form of meditation. A producer who turns harsh life stories into sick beats and tries to find the real *themselves* with the music sounds hip and cool - until you need somebody to clean the floor, pay the bills or actually set up posters. Konrad has a posse of students that follow them around and help out, but...is this sustainable? Is this... is this... really hardcore?
Everybody who lives in La Cage is mostly poor and desperate. The families and professionals living in Apartment Blocks are the ones who really try to keep some semblance of normality in their lives. The Block B consists mostly of tradesmen and people of other desirable professions. People with no exceptional wealth or status, but the ones who are good and honest at their job and are beneficial to the La Cage. Educated, but not burgeois - teacher, nurse, students, social worker or people jilted from Block A. They mostly want to stay far from the troubles and extreme ideologies (to a small degree of success) but are willing to help each other as much as they can - like a big family.
The Fantasy Dreamers came together through their shared love of role-playing games. What started as a run-of-the-mill tabletop game has now evolved into a complex homebrewed live-action augmented reality role-playing game where the lines between what is fiction and what is real are severely blurred. For some of the members, potentially past any point of rescue. And can any of us blame them? Living in an ancient and wondrous fairytale kingdom where the rivers flow with wine or fighting for scraps on the mean streets of Revachol? What would you choose if you were presented with those options?
True living is done with drugs, music, and giving not even a little bit about what your parents or neighbors might say. The wild youth of Revachol. Life is supposed to be HARDCORE TO THE MAX, which means drinking, drugs, sex, dancing, and anodic music.
As part of the hardcore underground scene, you’ll have a strong purpose in life. The party will never end and you can always be a shining star. Or can you? What if the grey mist of reality sets in? When dawn breaks end the sun lights up the corroded nature of your life, will you still be the life of the party?
A long time ago, The Second Club was a group of youngsters, held together through thin and thick with the help of The Mentor, who was always ready to wave away the latest problem they got into and did their best to steer them on the right path. After some harsh words and hurtful deeds, the group fell apart one fateful night. Some left, some just refused to talk to each other ever again. Now after countless years, they finally meet again, at the reading of the last will of The Mentor. But there are still some unresolved memories and even unfulfilled dreams. Will the past be enough to repair their future?
