I group of people living in a fantasy world that like to think they are badass, but in actuality are no more than credit card mobsters living a life of penis envy. When people walk by them on the street, the Scoundrels may shout out, "We're hostile, so tread lightly." Most people just walk by them snickering, feeling a bit sorry for them, because they know they probably define themselves by this pathetic little life of fantasy and that no one actually fears them or pays them no mind.