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The New Naperville Order was formed in June of 1998. Fed up with Naperville's overpopulation of freaks and preppy snobs, our leader Tom had decided it was time to fight back. No longer considering himself a citizen of Naperville, he broke away. Immediately, he enlisted the help of The Evil Dave, whose hatred of the freaks was equal to, if not stronger than Tom's. Together, the two became the New Naperville Order. Striking at night, they vowed to place fear in the hearts of those clad in black. Buzzing the herds of "Vampires" that gather on the bank of the Dupage River, the two built a name for themselves added Johnny to their ranks. Soon, others would join and the nNO would be on its way to total domination........

Alas it is now the year 2000. During the past two years the nNo has become frail and almost lifeless. The distance between Columbia, University of Illinois, and SIU has tested the capabilities of this nNO. The Riverwalk is no longer populated by vampires but now preppy ass-munchers roam unchecked. This is the time for the nNo to rise anew and create such a hell in Naperville that no "Bell Tower" ever could.

The nNo exists because of two reasons APATHY and INTOLERANCE for people that piss us off. See, in the begining we were all such nice guys, but four years of high school hell was eating away our very beings. Our validictorian was a horrible singer and intollerable person who was a very persistant dumbass. The school population was filled with cliques and the girls were all high maintenance and materialistic. Our girlfriends were bitches but out of fear of "high school" rejection we persevered. Finally something broke, we cracked. It was the day that we could no longer play our game of lunch-room volleyball. Like Jenga, the final brick was removed, causing our wall of tolerance to fall. With this final insult, we carried off into the night and decided to strike back with complete and total apathy for Naperville and all that it stands for.

Soon the littlest thing like droping a pencil in front of us or looking at us in a weird way was means for being sent away, damned to a place unspoken of. Time changes all things but the nNo lives forever... it's ideals never die but are only sleeping.

In college they faced new challenges and yet while they are close to graduating time goes on...

These are the men and this is their mission.....