Victoria
The southernmost portion of the Australian continent, dominated by the Bay of Hellbourne. What was once a community of arts and ideas has become an oceanic bay of sadists overrun by Diesel Jock clans, Thrill Kill Raider tribes, and the most depraved Hedonists. Total lawlessness reigns across the territory.
Operational oil refineries line the coast, their smokestacks belching fire and smoke that clogs the skies above. Lost resources of blood and oil spill into the bay waters. The Diesel Jock clans maintain these refineries, producing a steady supply of fuel oil that is piped to the mainland. This supply is the sole reason the rest of the continent does not simply avoid Victoria entirely.
The Bay of Hellbourne serves as the burning spire of chaos at the heart of the region. No governing authority exists. Violence and depravity define daily life, and the population thrives on both. The refineries operate not because anyone imposes order but because the fuel they produce is too valuable for even the most depraved to destroy.
The rest of Australia tolerates Hellbourne's existence for one reason only: the fuel oil keeps flowing. Without it, the continent's remaining vehicles, generators, and industrial operations would grind to a halt. That single economic fact grants Victoria a twisted form of relevance that no amount of moral revulsion can override.
Operational oil refineries line the coast, their smokestacks belching fire and smoke that clogs the skies above. Lost resources of blood and oil spill into the bay waters. The Diesel Jock clans maintain these refineries, producing a steady supply of fuel oil that is piped to the mainland. This supply is the sole reason the rest of the continent does not simply avoid Victoria entirely.
The Bay of Hellbourne serves as the burning spire of chaos at the heart of the region. No governing authority exists. Violence and depravity define daily life, and the population thrives on both. The refineries operate not because anyone imposes order but because the fuel they produce is too valuable for even the most depraved to destroy.
The rest of Australia tolerates Hellbourne's existence for one reason only: the fuel oil keeps flowing. Without it, the continent's remaining vehicles, generators, and industrial operations would grind to a halt. That single economic fact grants Victoria a twisted form of relevance that no amount of moral revulsion can override.
