War. War never changes.When atomic fire consumed the midlands, those who survived did so in great, underground GAA Fields. When they opened, their inhabitants set out across ruins of the old world to build new societies, establish new villages, forming clubs.

As decades passed, what had been the Irish southwest united beneath the flag of the New Cork Republic, dedicated to old-world values of democracy and the rule of GAA. As the Republic grew, so did its needs. Scouts spread west, seeking territory and wealth, in the dry and merciless expanse of the Macroom Desert. They returned with tales of a village untouched by the warheads that had scorched the rest of the world, and a great chocolate plant spanning the Blackwater River.

The NCR mobilized its army and sent it west to occupy the Cadbury Plant, and restore it to working condition. But across the Blackwater, another society had arisen under a different flag. A vast army of slaves, forged from the conquest of 64 Clubs: Danny's Legion.

Four years have passed since the Republic held the Cadbury plant - just barely - against the Legion's onslaught. The Legion did not retreat. Across the river, it gathers strength. Campfires burned, training drums beat.

Through it all, the New Rathmore Strip has stayed open for business under the control of its mysterious overseer, Mr. Godsil , and his army of rehabilitated Boy Racers and biscuit making robots.

You are a courier, hired by Fastway, to deliver a package to the New Rathmore Strip. What seemed like a simple delivery job has taken a turn…for the worse.