The year is 220 Anno Bastardia, and the world has gone to hell. The technology of the Old World litters the earth, picked clean by the surviving carrion, and the archeotech of the Scouring Age sits buried in forgotten bunkers waiting to be unleashed upon the universe again. Humanity was meant to die in a catacylsm of its own creation, eating itself in an endless war forever and never until time begins and ends. The universe bore a parasite that pulled stars from the sky and threw worlds, galaxies and universal constants into disarray, and even after the fires their bastard children roam the world worshipping their forefather's bones.

The Tahoe Stretch sits where California and Nevada once sat, mainly populated by multicoloured lichen forming the Rainbow Fields. Past that, the Rough, a barren waste where lichen becomes sparse, then the Salt Flats, a stretch of evaporated sea deep and bleak. Finally, the Heap stretches out ever further, a sea of sand, metal slag, scrap, alien plants and old discarded machines.

The Revvite Hordes stretch across the Flats and the Rough, machine cultists fusing flesh with steel and raiding other survivors, in competition with the nomadic lichen farmers known as the Kalts, the Architechs, another group of cultists of Motivity, and the Ludden, a group of survivors building small settlements and coming in from Oregon.

CCM is a Revvite Jumper, a supposed corpse resurrected by the power of the Roar, the unyielding fury of the thumping diesel engine....thrown upon the enemies of the Hoards like a weapon of mass destruction.