A few weirdos to mix and match

The Lamanites. Mormons believe that the Native Americans are the descendants of the Lost Tribes of Israel. So do these guys, and they’re Native Americans to boot. They weild magick thats based on a mix of Jewish mysticism and Native paganism, and its about 90% bullshit, with a few working rituals. Their main ace in the holes is the fact that they can create golems. Other than that, they ride motorcycles, dress like Israelites from a sword-and-sandles epic, and are anti-semitic (toward white Jews, whom they call Khazars)

The 333rd Legion: They’re Roman legionnaires. Their encampments appear in remote areas, and when they do the area around them starts to resemble Middle Eastern desert. They think that its the reign of Caligula. They think they’re in Parthia. They defected after killing their commander, and are hungry and thirsty and frightened. They tend to appear in areas during high magick activity, and fade away quickly afterwards. Somehow, they recognise the Comte St Germain. They call him Magnus.

The Pizza Boyz: An offshoot of Mak Attax that Derek Jackson got pissed off with. They infiltrate Pizza Hut, and place narco-alchemical substances in the cheesey crust. They have problems because they’re all narco-alchemists and therefore hate each others guts, but are coordinated by a strange old man with a glass eye (his left eye, except on Tuesdays or on a new moon, then its his right eye), occasionally mentions a very strange encounter he had in the jungles of Burma during the Second World War, and strikes fear in the hearts of all Pizza Boyz.

The Redcoats. They wear red suits and have British accents (but none of them are British). They have magickal artifacts coming out of their ears, all appearing to be East Indian or African in origin. They’re at war with many survivalist groups, particularly those with patriotic tendencies. They carve ‘QEII’ and ‘Pax Britannica’ into the chests of those they kill with old 18th century bayonets.

The Johnnies. Kuala Lumpur’s agents in America. They’re mundanes who have seen the light of the Dark Tower and want to make it theirs. They’re fanatical, but methodical. They communicate to their masters in Malaysia via magickally-aligned internet cafes in various Chinatowns across America. Their primary target is Chicago, but they sometimes strike against LA. They have a tacit non-aggression pact with Seattle. Chicago is trying to paint the Johnnies as ‘Islamic terrorists’ in order to get the Feds to crack down, but so far attempts have come to nothing. The Johnnies try to blend in, so they act like stereotypical Azn types, all gangsta styles and bad cars. Inside, however, they are professionals that rival even TNI in lethality and determination.