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Children of the Honkmother / SENDCLOWNS
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Welcome to our humble congregation. We are united here in our service to the Honkmother. The utterer of the First Chuckle and the creator of all. Come kneel with us, and pray for the Honkmother to grace us with explosions, shiny objects, and the blood of our enemies.
History
In the beginning there was only Darkness and Space, and it was good. But the Honkmother looked upon the blackness of Space and saw that it could be more, that it could be a Universe filled with Fun and Joy and the Dankest of Memes.
And so the Honkmother did rear back and wave Her hand, and the mighty ancient creature known only as CHRIST ROBERTS did the Honkmother’s bidding, and created the Universe. A place where we could all be citizens of the stars. The Honkmother summarily named this area Star Citizen, because the Honkmother was not very imaginative.
In this beginning did the lesser gods begin to form. They were many and varied, some real, others not, and some still the pithy imaginations of deluded individuals who were out of their minds on the drug ‘Neon’. However, these people were mostly deluded as being complete fuckwads and idiots.
At first in Star Citizen, there were many wars and much struggle in the forums as these people fought and vied for dominance and control, and into this mix was introduced a man: Rupert. And Rupert did look out upon the forums and despair, for while there were many dank memes and much tears, the laughter was few and far between as people had taken Internet Spaceships too seriously.
And lo’ there in the middle of the region called by the locals as ‘Crusader’ did Rupert get visited by the Gods of Clowning Around. Which was rather provident! And they did show Rupert that Space and Internet Spaceships should be taken seriously. But the unenlightened did not understand the truth, Rupert realized that it should be serious, but it should not be ‘serious bizness’. They gave unto Rupert the wealth of knowledge of all that is Clowndom. That clowns should be humorous and funny, and bring much laughter. But it requires vigorous training. And with the Gnosis of the Honkmother, Rupert was compelled to spread the good word to all of the reaches of the stars.
And Rupert was filled by this epiphany and at that moment he left the Holy Forums surrounded by his loyal followers, to bring much joy and laughter to the Universe through the discipline of trained clowns. Never the fool, but always the Clown. Thus did the Children form together with Holy Purpose.
And Rupert saw his work, that it was Hilarious, and did continue onward, promising his Children that one day he would return, with custard cream pie for all the Mothers Children.
-Clown-Genesis: Chapter 1
Manifesto
The scripture has spoken, and we must all hearken and follow the wisdom that came before, and assist all others to the truth. Many times others are blinded from the truth by their achievements, their possessions, and their greed. Therefore young clownlings, we must explode their valuables, take their wealth, tear down their false idols, and make their accomplishments meaningless. Only after being freed from these bindings, they are free to see the grand Joke of the Universe.
-The Teachings of Rupert: Chapter 3
These silly notions of right and wrong are meaningless in comparison to the majesty of the First Chuckle, uttered by the Honkmother before the creation of the Universe. Thus we are charged to achieve the enlightenment of all, through any means necessary. The world may label us ‘pirates’, ‘incoherently insane’, or even ‘cultists’, but we continue onward with faith in the Mother’s will. The pursuit of humor is the only moral code we answer to.
-Ponderings upon Hilarity: Chapter 37
Laughter through force of arms is a discipline every young Protoclown must master at the beginning of their life as a Disciple of the Honk. If it goes ‘bang’, ‘pew pew’, or “boom” and doesn’t make you smile and giggle incoherently, you are not truly on the Path of Clowndom.
– Clowning 101: Introduction
Charter
The Children of the Honkmother (hereafter referred to as Clowns), are a devoted collective responsible for spreading the holy word of the Honkmother. We specialize in surprise enlightenment, often referred to by non-believers as ambushes and raids.
The Clowns are always looking for fresh meat recruits. Come join the best selection of weirdos in the Milky Way. We are a friendly community that often engages in elit3 pvp. Facepaint required, black hooded robes encouraged, underwear optional. Bring your own Kool-aid.
