I have'st return'd!!
Greetings, darquelings.
My presence hath been absent from ye Seattleshire. The humiliation I suffered at losing Mister Gothick Seattle, in 2006 A.D. (Anno Darqueness), was terrific and graete. In truthe, I needed to de-compresse. Your darquest genteleman here needed change his't surrounds. In short, I ventured off. But to where?
To the most horrid realme of unspeakable eville: The Carribean! Mostly the Bahamas and Turks and Caicos. I undertook employment in service of a global lodging firm as a pool-side servant.
I doubt none should want to hear of my days supplying the rich and fat lords and mercantiles with towels and Mai Tais. What is of importance is my return! And not so coincidentally it comes upon the Eve of Allhallows Day! What dev'lish times these be, my fiends! I shall be visiting thy campus at ye local universitas en mortis sporting my most horrifying costume. I shall be dressed as the most vile daemon of supreme evil ever to beseige our age. Aye, but what? For thy answer, thou must venture to ye clubbe of gothick machinations!
Madness and cruellty to ye all!
--T.F.
My presence hath been absent from ye Seattleshire. The humiliation I suffered at losing Mister Gothick Seattle, in 2006 A.D. (Anno Darqueness), was terrific and graete. In truthe, I needed to de-compresse. Your darquest genteleman here needed change his't surrounds. In short, I ventured off. But to where?
To the most horrid realme of unspeakable eville: The Carribean! Mostly the Bahamas and Turks and Caicos. I undertook employment in service of a global lodging firm as a pool-side servant.
I doubt none should want to hear of my days supplying the rich and fat lords and mercantiles with towels and Mai Tais. What is of importance is my return! And not so coincidentally it comes upon the Eve of Allhallows Day! What dev'lish times these be, my fiends! I shall be visiting thy campus at ye local universitas en mortis sporting my most horrifying costume. I shall be dressed as the most vile daemon of supreme evil ever to beseige our age. Aye, but what? For thy answer, thou must venture to ye clubbe of gothick machinations!
Madness and cruellty to ye all!
--T.F.