About Pelican State 318

 Welcome to Pelican State.
We’re not selling shirts.
We’re branding flesh.

This isn’t fashion, it’s a movement of shadows,
a slow crawl toward domination draped in cotton and ink.

We’re building the Nation of Nameless Faces—
a loyal legion marked not by names, but by what they wear in the dark.

• You want your shirt fast?
  Too bad.
  We’re small, mean, and dangerously patient.
  You’ll get it when the ritual is complete—when the smoke clears and your sacrifice has been accepted by the Thread Gods.
  (That’s usually 2-3 weeks. Maybe 4. Time isn’t real down here.)

We start every design in black.
Of course we do.
It’s the color of truth. Of ash. Of consequence.
Other colors will come, if the stars align, or if we get bored.

Every month, we drop a new design.
One more sigil to summon your loyalty.
One more reason to abandon the light.
You’ll check the site, again and again, like a moth chasing flame.
We know you will. We’ve seen it in the bones.

So join us. Or don’t.

But just know, once you put on one of our shirts,
you’re already part of something bigger.
Something darker.
Something that doesn’t care what your name is.

We are Pelican State.
We’re not here to play nice.
We’re here to be seen, remembered, and feared.