
Originally Posted by
bipper
Who the hell built this virtual Mecca in which all these great minds have found themselves. What is the frontsite anyways? Do people on the forums ever go there? The answer is simple, we have something called site staff. The do stuff. No, seriously. The stuff on the front site, yeah, that was them. Constantly working for nothing but a much desired pat on the back, the scavengers for attention put in long hard hours so that we can have the resources we need when working on our conquest of pixilated romance and tragedy. Then, we don’t even thank them
Well, my css dawning soldiers, this is your day! Your caddie! Your time to shine (if you were nominated). Put down your XHTML and pick up a brewed beverage of your choice. For today, you are free men (and women). For when they said this site was madness, you got naked, screamed something about Sparta and ran off killing and coding your way to victory. Ah, the sacrifice, blood, and tears… today we revel in your work! Today, we remember the Alamo! (and your work. No the banks don’t close for this one)
Azar, the news guy with eyebrows. While not new, I see him posting news. He seems to know his stuff. His “scources”. He knows how to dig information out of the unwilling, the unresponsive. He stands and some height and weighs some amount of pounds, but he hits much harder. It is not the size of the fight in the dog, it’s the size of his freakin shnowzer that lets him pick up the smell of a story light-years away. He is the ultimate reporter, he is AZAR!
Baloki’s hard work has made the internet a happy place. Why? Simple, she codes, and she is a girl. That is hawt. The ‘warrior princess’ as she is known, knows stuff. I mean like stuff that will blow your mind and leave little nuggets of caramel looking brain sauce all over the floor. Devoting her time to killing and grilling through the site, she has the courage to change the interwebs.
DK, the other news guy dressed kind of suggestively, but more pretentiously once you get to know him,, is another valuable site staffer that works the staff like no other man can. With suggestive avatars, provoking leather wear, and whips that would make Halle Barrie scream for mercy, he whips through the news stories like no other member of the village people could. He wows us all with eyes on you, and countless hours of devotion to the staff. An amazing man is he, DK. (There was no innuendo used in the making of this paragraph)
Eternalshiva, the art bitch. I call her that out of nothing but respect. I mean look around the site at all the images. It is clear that no other could possibly tool out the resouces needed to make everything look the way it should, a place deserving for members like me to plague their miserable free time. So they pawn the graphics on her, and she pawns the graphics. A truly amazing artist, and a true eoffer through and through. She will destroy any pastel colored space on this site, one pixel at a time.
Ah, Flying Mullet, the ass-man. This man has a fine ass. It is the bubble that gets him in trouble, and the ham in the fridge. I mean, his ass is golden. It is quite amazing, like two fat Buddha angels crashed into each other and made two golden mounds of ultra assiness with a sweet hairline crevice … ugh – got crushed my banana. Anyways, he is part monkey, part man, but all ass. He is also a coder for the front site. Php what? Mysql what? CSS what? That’s right, that’s him.
Spatvark still exists, and still kicks ass, except for unded, who has with stood the last umbillion assassination attempts. Despite his humiliating falure to rid the world of the undead hero, spatvark’s name is very hard to spell, I mean, I always want to call him spartvark. Known for his speed, fastness, quickness, and mobility this man is fast. So freakin fast he freaking made this place faster than fast. Faster than your sub at Jimmy John’s fast. That’s fast.