The jungle was quiet. Smaller creatures roamed free. Branches gently moved in sync to the warm jungle breeze. But one hot, humid day--without warning and seemingly out of nowhere--the Primates arrived. Swinging wildly from the branches, dancing to loud music, guzzling, smoking, shooting, playing and generally engaging in all sorts of degenerate primate debauchery. Before long, tribes emerged as they subconsciouly divided themselves into cliques based on personality traits, fashion and hobbies. Today the jungle has become a warzone. Tribes are happy to trick, troll or even fud each other in order to claim the top spot in the JNGL hierarchy...