Only for the Rowdy Hectics, bro.

There was a bright light shining on top of a hill, a light you could never bear to look at. It stung all eyes of every mortal being. As the light radiated brighter, made a white noise, like it was an EMP. The light gathered up for a final energy fusion blast. As men and women gather and look at the light, the light imploded, blasting fractal energy crystals around the crowd, driving them Rowdy. As the implosion stopped, the most Rowdy Man stood in the crater. The name was unknown. He looked around, watching the destruction he had caused. Shamed by the destruction, he marched away, spreading the word of HecTic, the God of Rowdiness. To this day, this group is dedicated to HecTic, providing the wonderful life we've been given.