Welcome to Utopia.

The city is not, nor has it ever been, worthy of it's namesake. It's troubled by more than it's Janus like existance. One thing either side has is men and women of Power. By slip of gene, mad genius, arcane energies, or obsession to hone oneself to perfection's peak; brightly garbed or shadowy cowled figures roam the streets. Some would abuse that power. Murderers, robbers, even would be tyrants; you guessed it- Villains. It is easy to mock them, until you realize that woman in yellow spandex has no compulsions against shoving a superstrong finger through your throat, just because she can.

Fortunately there is light to hold back the darkness. One flickering candle, it is said can cast away a thousand shadows. Some use their power to thwart crime, super or otherwise. Call them paranormals, superheroes, "capes" or even "Long underwear fetishists" but you WILL call them... because you're going to need them one day.

Of course, if you -are- one of them, well... good luck.