Write a story where the forces of chaos are the good guys, and the forces of order are the bad guys– why try to impose order on natural chaos? Why try to make everything uniform? Trees don’t grow in rows naturally.
I finished my High Chaos Kill Everything run yesterday and developed a new love for springrazors, which are gloriously messy. Many a Murder Hallway was constructed, and many a Guard Just Doing His Job dismembered. And body parts thrown at bystanders.
High Chaos Emily is absolutely unhinged and I love it