In the beginning, there was a dream. Okay, not really a dream as much as a boredom-induced hallucination. One day in middle school, I decided with my friend, Aaron Clary, to form a club-esque thing. I chose the name Rogue Angels because it was an oxymoron, in a sense. The club didn't really take off, since Aaron and I were the only ones in it, but as time went by, I was given a second chance. My junior year of high school, we received a new principal. He gave us a speech about not allowing any gangs or gang-colors and stuff like that. Since our school had 141 kids in it my senior year and our town had a whopping 1200 people, we kinda thought it was funny, so some of my friends and I formed a 'gang' and started chewing on toothpicks wherever we went. After a while, I decided that we needed a name for this gang. So, I chose a phrase that I'd heard a while back. "Renegade Penguin". And, thus, the Renegade Penguins were born. Soon, our ranks swelled to 10 people (including Waddles, the mascot). As time went by, I merged the Renegade Penguins with the Rogue Angels, passing down the rank of President of the Rogue Angels to Aaron. The Renegade Penguins / Rogue Angels Coalition was born.

Then, two years later, I went to college. It wasn't long until the once powerful RPRAC began to fall apart due to separation of members. I tried to save it, by bringing in new members, but it wasn't enough. I knew that it was time for a restructuring. To begin with, I gave the organization (since it was no longer proper to call it a 'gang') a mission statement. This mission statement prompted a name change and the Renegade Penguins / Rogue Angels Coalition League of Justice (RPRACLJ) emerged. But, life was still barely beating through the body of this once powerful entity. I knew it was time to change things. In the beginning, the members were given ranks and jobs to do. Recently, I came to the conclusion that the only way to ensure the life of this organization would be to make everyone equal. They would still have titles, but there would be no one higher than any of the others except for one. The Position Which Shall Remain Nameless is currently posessed by me. When I die, it will be passed on to one who is worthy. And so on and so forth. What you see now is the current state of the RPRACLJ. The Renegade Penguins of the past are no more, but their spirit lives on. Thus, is the way of things.