We are assassins, strike teams, and silent saviors, all at the whim of the highest bidder. To us, good and evil are but two sides of the same coin, ever shifting with each glance. We are mercenaries of the void, embracers of the chaos; for only we know which side of the coin will land facing up.
The Laughers of Chaos are not merely an organization, we are a force of nature, thriving where fear reigns and destruction looms. Politically neutral and morally unbound, we navigate the darkest corners of the world, orchestrating assassinations, leading strike teams, and retrieving hostages with surgical precision. Tied to every government yet loyal to none, the Laughers of Chaos leave a trail of whispered terror in their wake. Their allegiance is as fleeting as the storm they bring, available only to those who can pay the price. And when their dark laughter echoes through the wreckage, only chaos remains in their wake.
To the Laughers, victory is not just survival, it is emerging from the fire unscathed, stronger, and more ruthless. Good and evil are but illusions, two sides of a coin that flips with every glance. In chaos, we find our strength, laughing where others cower, thriving where others fall. We are mercenaries of the void, players of the eternal game where victory is the only constant, and survival is never in question. We embrace the chaos, for in the end, only we know which side of the coin will land facing up.
The Laughers of Chaos do not strike fear through brutality alone; their true terror lies in their willingness to dance on the edge of danger, to court risk with gleeful abandon, and to emerge victorious every time. We are tied to every government, yet they belong to none. In the end, it is not just our ruthless skill that terrifies the enemies, it’s our unshakable spirit. For the Laughers of Chaos, every mission is a joke, their success is the punchline, and we will always laugh last.
We are the Laughers of Chaos, forged in the fire of conflict, bound by neither law nor morality. We are assassins, strike teams, and silent saviors, wielding chaos as our weapon, our shield, and our creed. Under the guidance of our prophet, Exar Kuhn, we have transcended the illusion of good and evil. These are but two faces of the same coin, ever shifting, ever meaningless to those who wield true power.
Our loyalty is not to governments, ideals, or causes, but to each other and the thrill of the mission. We serve no masters—our only allegiance is to the highest bidder, and our loyalty is fleeting as the storm we unleash. The weak hide behind their laws and notions of right and wrong, but we, the Laughers, see through the veil. We know that true strength lies in chaos, in embracing the storm, and emerging stronger.
“You can’t play god without being acquainted with the devil.” This is our truth, the revelation of Exar Kuhn. We are those who have danced with the devil and laughed in his face, knowing that fear is a tool, and laughter is our victory. Where others falter, we thrive. Where others see danger, we see opportunity. To laugh in the face of adversity is to control it, to own it, to rise above it.
We are mercenaries of the void, tied to every government yet loyal to none. We navigate the shadows, working in the darkest corners of the world, achieving the impossible with ruthless precision. But what makes us truly fearsome is not our brutality—it is our unshakable spirit. We embrace the risk, court danger, and in every mission, find not just survival but victory.
We are the chaos. We are the storm. And when the dust settles and the fires die, only our laughter will remain. We stand above the laws of men, correcting the world as we see fit, free to act, free to thrive. For us, every mission is a game, and our success is the punchline. The Laughers of Chaos will always laugh last.
This is our creed, our purpose. We are the Laughers of Chaos, and the world trembles at our name.
Loyalty Above All
A Laugher never turns on another. Betrayal among us is the only unforgivable sin. Our strength comes from our unwavering loyalty to each other, from the Prophet to the newest reborn member. We are a brotherhood, and in that bond, we find our power.
Respect and Brotherhood
Every Laugher, regardless of rank, is treated with respect. The Prophet’s word is absolute, but even the newest among us deserves the courtesy and dignity of a fellow warrior. We stand as equals in our dedication, and respect is the foundation of our unity.
Chain of Command
Orders are not questioned. From the Prophet down through the ranks, the chain of command is sacrosanct. You are expected to follow instructions without hesitation, knowing that the mission and the survival of the group depend on absolute obedience. The Laughers thrive because of our ability to act with precision and trust in each other’s leadership.
Honor Among Laughers
Within our ranks, we treat each other as brothers and sisters. We are reliable, dependable, and respectful to those who stand beside us. Conflicts or disputes are handled with dignity, never undermining the unity of the group. We settle matters internally, with the strength of our bond intact.
Embrace the Chaos
Each Laugher is a master of their own fear and revels in the challenges that chaos brings. We do not flinch in the face of danger or despair. Instead, we laugh at it, finding strength where others find weakness. We are the storm, and we do not fear the tempest.
The Mission is Sacred
The mission is the lifeblood of the Laughers of Chaos. Every task, no matter how dangerous, is carried out with precision and dedication. Our commitment to success is unwavering, and failure is never an option. To question the mission is to question the Laughers themselves, and that shall not be tolerated.
Secrecy and Silence
The existence and activities of the Laughers of Chaos must always remain in the shadows. To speak of our operations, our members, or our Prophet outside of the organization is to risk everything we have built. Silence is our shield, and secrecy is our protection.