We are an organization. A Mafia, if you will. We live and breath to prove those that blemish our fading souls. The world is as big just as it is small and there is hope that we find more members to join our sanctuary. Where previously our friends have fallen over, the edges of the river we stand upon is what keeps us from letting them push us over too. Life is a cheating hellion but the connections we share when our pinkies cross is much much stronger. 

We are for those who have no one. We are for those without voices.
We thrive for happier ambiances. We thrive for freedom.

Come what may, it is our sworn promise to stand as tall as mountains. 

We are Macho.