The Vegas PPD is loaded with dirty jokes, adult language, and pervy situations. No, it's NOT erotica (sorry). ;) My name is Ian Dex and I'm the chief of the Las Vegas Paranormal Police Department (PPD). I never really needed this job, since I've got enough money to keep me afloat for a few thousand years, but I've wanted to be a cop since my late teens and I can't imagine ever doing anything else. Since the Vegas PPD consists of a number of supers, including vampires, werewolves, wizards, and so on, we're quite formidable when we want to be. As for me, I'm an amalgamite. In other words, my DNA soup includes bits and pieces of all the supernatural classifications. That makes me uniquely built to channel loads of craziness in order to get the job done. For the most part, though, the job is chill. Supers go about their daily lives just like normals. No fuss, no muss. This week, however, a brand new kind of super showed up on the Strip. We called them Ubernaturals. They're larger, stronger, tougher, and they're a bitch to fight. Put it this way, these bastards basically laugh at our use of wood and silver bullets. And the guy who seems to be leading this new pack is a real piece of work. He has an inexhaustible supply of power, he's bent on world domination, and he simply adores inflicting pain. Worst of all, he walks around with his shirt open because he looks like a damn Chippendales model. It's been a long time since the odds have been stacked against us in Vegas, so we're going to have to dig deep and find our old battle habits if we're to save the city of Vegas from cashing in its chips. Welcome to the Las Vegas Paranormal Police Department. It's crazy, exciting, more than a little pervy, and from the looks of it, things are about to get real...