Smashcords: The Last Chungus

The Story of the Savior, the Curser.

In the beginning, there were 5 factions on the island. It was not a time of peace, but it was not a time of war. More a time of...tension.

No faction trusted one another, but none were willing to light the fire that would begin the countdown for the inevitable chaos and doom that would prevail. And so, for many years, these 5 factions lived in this faux-peace they had created, this environment of which can only be called 'blissful ignorance'.

Until the man came.

He was of striking figure, and some to this day call him the "right hand man of Jesus". His face was of a mysterious smile, his body tall and large, and his movement unbelievably smooth, like he was gliding on water as he walked. 

They called him the "Chungus." And he spread a message. 

His message was so brilliant yet so controversial, so straightforward yet so thought-provoking, and the match that would light the tinder. He would singlehandedly begin the chaos and turn these five factions into divisors, into foreign members living in the same home.

He spoke only one message, and can be regarded as both an opinion yet a truth.

"People with brain damage"

And thus sparked rifts, massive enough to consume the entire state of the island into despair. He spoke this message on his journey throughout the island, a treacherous, long road before him. No one knew who he was or why he was doing this; he never gave a reason. People just knew that he was a messenger, or perhaps even a savior.

There were ones who sided with the man wholeheartedly, the ones who rejected it with all views, the ones who became mixed, and the ones who were too stupid to understand what it meant. Nonetheless, once he was sure everyone had heard him, he vanished from the island, never to be seen again.

The 5 factions spread apart, and soon just referring to each other as "that faction" or "this place" became obsolete; they grew names–the island grew a title. 

On the once pristine island of Smashcord, the 5 factions became into 5 unique clans, a brotherhood of brothers with similar (or not) ideals.

The Mkcord - the ones closest to the Chungus' words. Always look for opportunities to inject their beliefs in other servers, consensually or not.

The Kirbcord - the ones farthest from the Chungus' message. A strict and upholding clan, and live in absolute denial from themselves.

The Banjocord - Chungus' followers with a passion for following just about anything else. Owner of the sacred Pregnant Banjo, a known treasure that is locked and guarded day and night.

The Falconcord - Non-Chungus followers known for infiltrations, but distance themselves from others. They are not as strict, they will merely shame you for your beliefs.

The Samuscord - A mixed breed of Chungus and non-Chungus followers. A largely split up clan into two parts: the Zebes and the Tubes, with very different ideals. The Zebes believe in casuality, the Tubes believe in porn.

No one thought much of what was to come, but everyone knew something was going to happen. This person, who no one knew, was too powerful to ignore.

Then Mkcord threw the decision to declare war on the Kirbcord.