War has never been so small.
We don't make role-playing games. We make Friday night assault plans. We forge the weapons for your personal legends. The world's already choking on dusty rulebooks.
We're here to burn boredom to the ground.
It's called Inglorious Mousterds. And it's a straight shot to the head of predictable gaming.
Paris, 1944. In the opera house attic, the tyrannical Rattenreich is toasting. Down below, a squad of outlaws sharpens their whiskers. A suicide mission. A single night to sow chaos and cut the head off the regime. This isn't a dungeon. It's a mousetrap. And you are the plague.
We're the ones behind this madness. The ones who draw the maps and prep the explosives.
Manu Romera & Roberto AzorÃn
Chaos Design & Creation
Iluxsio
Visual Propaganda & Trench Art
If you've made it this far and feel that itch, we speak the same language. Whether you're an organizer, press, or just another lunatic who believes games should be *more*, we want to hear from you.