Army Of Chaos

Background Information

This is the Army of Chaos, a splinter faction of the mighty K.E.P. We have decided that living under the tyranny of this cruel, merciless world isn't to our liking. So, one day, while suffering from delustions of grandeur, I came up with the idea of creating an immensely powerful army, with which to trample the helpless masses, and crush beneath my iron fist...

Er, ahem... to gently guide these misguided souls into the loving embrace, of me, CannibalKing. I am the Lord of Chaos, and will rule, one way or the other!

Although, I think my cause would be furthered, supposing I was in the least serious. But, alas, the only thing I am remotely serious about is garnering support from a bunch of nut-cases who click away to the end of the world. Not bad... for an unemployed loser with too much time on his hands.

Anyways, our army functions as an entertaining diversion, with no serious plans (for the benefit of any police, F.B.I., or homeland security people concerned with this) for world domination. After all, if we somehow had access to a wide cadre of ammunition, supplies, funds, and useful intelligence, we wouldn't spend time on such drivel as this crappily constructed page.

Now that I've covered my ass, let me continue. Our army is based out of a small corner of the K.E.P. chatroom, from which I have laboriously carved a tunnel. Down this tunnel, and past our intense security systems (a guard, moat, drawbridge, and escalator) (don't ask....), is our underground hidden fortress. Now that the basics building has been carved, I have employed a cadre of cheap slave labor to finish building our base.

This may not sound like a very secure building, what with slaves knowing the secretive details, and a map detailed out on this very public site, but it is. After all, only the most elite members (aka, anyone who doesn't piss me or my other recruiter off) are allowed in. And the slaves will all be slaughtered, once construction has finished, buried in our secret graveyard, and reanimated when we take our fight to the surface world. So "NYAH NYAH!" to all you nay-sayers and pessimisstic people out there.

WE SHALL BE TRIUMPHANT!

Supposedly...