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With the band off in space we abruptly lost 2 players. Real life intervened with others. Faced with a highly erratic cast the world is in stasis...

If we continue the adventures of the Band there will be a "soft reboot" with the world advancing almost a year to the next Intake Day.


RESURGENCE
The Band have seperated. All that remains are Tommy and Jessie. G'Em has returned to space. Pulsar was recruited by the Ark of Worlds and Tindaar found a way home.

It was a long, hard year. The Freedom League have been missing for most of the year. Now, more than ever, Earth Prime needs heroes.


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