Hello from the past!!

[Vanya]

Gah!

Vanya has grown fat and lazy in His olde age and all. What, with his thousands of years, He cannot even remember the last time He had a birthday party that did not involve slaughtering hapless peasants for sport, drinking blood from flagons carved from freshly harvested and still bloody human skulls and what not. Nowadays, Vanya must content Himself to ride His scooter, paid for by Medicare, to ride to the nearest Costco where He can slaughter clueless shoppers while they are distracted loading their minivans with 2 tons of chicken and another of toilet paper.

Vanya must admit, his new mechanical "horse" is quite sturdy, though it lacks the speed and inertia of a good horse when attempting to spear fleeing ingrates.

Gah!

[Orda Khan]

LOL ..and now .org is complete!

With all the fast food outlets no doubt today's peasant is a much slower victim and just the training you need to squeeze back into your armour. Good to see you return.

[Vanya]

Gah!

Squeeze indeed! Vanya is busy pouring popcorn butter into His armor in hopes it will help smooth things along a tad. Vanya must remember to not toss in any kernels, though. In one battle, Vanya was sneaking up on some peeps in the Texas heat and a pair of rogue kernels popped in His armor, thereby revealing his presence. It didn't matter in the end though.

Gah!