Thousands of years ago before the dawn of man as we knew him there existed a planet called Pd I Ivu Ssuss in the NGC 1569 Galaxy, one of the few known planets to support life. Dominating the planet was a species called the homo spamiens distinguished by their highly evolved mental capacities which seemed to render most of the species completely insane by average standards. The Intergalactic Order of Spam, sometimes simply referred to as The Order, became the decentralized figure of leadership amongst the planet as well as being an institute of art. The prime figures of The Order called The Ancient Ones, representing different aspects of insanity, helped the spamiens in their quest for any wisdom they wished to attain, furthering the main goal of the Order to reach global peace through spamaliciousness, the secret Letter H and the sacred High Five. Also, sunglasses and leather jackets were the attire of the Order. Members of the Order became adept at art, music, philosophy as well as spiritual pursuits like astral projecting. They were even able to attain the ability to project their mental life force into other bodies, dimensions or timelines. The Order operated for millenia in this fashion until one fateful night a planet sized spaceship carrying the Vrykk arrived in the home star system of the Intergalactic Order of Spam. The Vrykk were an insectoid race of creatures from parts unknown. They lived to serve their hive. Even from light years away they endeavored to collect resources and return them back to the hive. They craved structure and the biggest structure of all was the Hive. Their rigid way of speaking, moving and thinking was in stark contrast to the homo spamiens, especially members of The Order who looked on such materialistic goals as pointless. The Vrykk invaded the homo spamiens' home planet and quickly enslaved the entire population. While forced into the nugget sucking mines on the multiple moons in the system, the Order continued its work in secrecy. The founders saw the meticulous structure of the Vrykkian system as a weak point, and used an outpouring of total artistic expression to interrupt the Vrykk's broadcasts and spread insanity throughout their ranks. Their unwavering defiance toward the Vrykk invaders came at a price. Almost the entire Order was split up onto disparate planets. Their relics were buried, destroyed or blasted off into space. The Founders (communicating through the astral plane) had to use the last of their life force in a final attempt at saving their society. They mustered up all of their insanity, focused it into a shotglass and gave it to one of their most loyal members, a spamien named Bemyu. Bemyu took the shotglass before the Founders could finish telepathically explaining what it was and guzzled it down. Immediately Bemyu began into convulsions, rolling on the ground in agony. A spirit force lifted from its body and began to tear its mind in two. After a blinding flash of light two being emerged from the smoke: Emyu and b3nnic3. They each only had half the abilities and memories of their former self but one thing remained the same: they were naked and angry. They immediately began thrashing about their prison cells deep within the nuggest sucking mines which sounded the alarms and Vrykkian guards came rushing in. By the end of it all, Emyu and b3nnic3 led a prison revolt that killed seventy-three, hijacked a space cruiser and escaped into interstellar space. The Vrykk were quickly tailing them. Emyu and b3nnic3 began to panick and slapped every button they could see on the spaceship's control panels. This sent them wildly in and out of their dimension, breaking the speed of light multiple times which is against the law on every planet. The Vrykk fired their hyperlasers, critically damaging the ship of Emyu and b3nnic3. The two ran to the escape pods just as the ship hopped dimensions to place them in front of a strange blue planet. They felt they had seen this planet before when they were astral projecting in simpler times. They gave one last parting high five before slapping five with the eject buttons on their individual pods. They were sent careening down into the blue planet in different directions, unable to steer or gain control of the pods in any way from the damage caused by the pursuit. This blue planet was called Earth and it was inhabited by a species called Human. To keep their true identities safe, Emyu and b3nnic3 each knew they had to project their consciousness onto a human form. Decades passed after their crash landing. They had fully adapted into their new bodies and walked amongst human society without much suspicion. After many years of fruitless attempts at contact, Emyu and b3nnic3 finally located each other. They quickly established a new home base for the Intergalactic Order of Spam, became Interim Founders and decided this Order had one purpose: To find out where the Vrykk came from and how to destroy them. They called their new terrorist cell Team Spam. Team Spam searched high and low, far and wide, wet and dry for the answers to what motivated the Vrykk. They explored the vastness of the ambient wastelands and unearthed ancient runes. They entered portals through the Triangosphere. The stared into the maw of the Laughing God and puzzled over the Enigma Loop. Archaelogical adventures saw them plunge through the depths of the Fuck and Murder Cave. Through all this they found the answers they were looking for but not the answers they wanted. The Vrykk were simply pawns in a larger game. The nugget sucking mines were a distraction at best. The Vrykk were mindless insects being controlled by an interdimensional army of wasp-dog hybrids called Helldog Nightmare. Helldog Nightmare seemed to have a finger in every event in every universe in every dimension. There was only one thread that tied all of Helldog's actions together: To spread chaos. When Team Spam uncovered this knowledge they made a pact to uphold the ideals of the Intergalactic Order of Spam. They knew what they had to do: They had to become Helldog Nightmare.