The Stranger

Winds from the East arose and stirred the prairie dust. Mountains shook and rattled the hills below. Jagged cliffs fell apart, pulling their edges closer. Waters stirred and bubbled from below. In the sky, clouds began to form as rain fell. In the distance a lone figure could be seen slowly approaching.

"It's MixMaster!" A lonely voice from the crowd cried out. "It's MixMaster!"

"Who the F*%& is MixMaster?"

I'm really just another random person, like you. I am suddenly 2old2play and ready to become involved in a community that is actually fun and active. This looks like the place to be. If you are reading this and aren't sure, just trust me. I have scoured 'teh interwebz' looking for a place for a gamer like myself to plant my seeds (ew, not like that) and grow. Community after community I have joined in search of the right place to meet intelligent people. After all this time of searching, a simple age requirement seems to be the answer.

Now, my journey begins... nevermind - that's a bit dramatic.

Now my blog begins (that's better).