You have recently became a member. Chaos reigns through the wiki as you hide. Vandals dessecrate the otherwise clean and destined streets of Illogicopedia. You fear for your life as many brave crusaders fight against the clash. You are next to a rubble-worn house, behind two boxes, white and made of wood. You can see, vaguely through the small alley in which you are hiding, a man shooting a penguin, who sends him to his Gravity Grave. You are carrying a knife and several articles.