Like our old land, this one seemed composed largely of sand and stone.
The towns were deserted, save elders and women...
....as the warriors gathered, as all true men do, in a warm bath with their young lovers.
Surely no place that so reveled in the sacred bond between man and boy could be entirely uncivilized.
But while strolling casually through a neighboring city, we heard rumours that a Persian encampment had been erected nearby.
With a cry that rent the heavens of this other world, we charged off to avenge our deaths.
Your lair. Maybe you lure victims to it, maybe you hide in it between killings, or maybe you haunt it 24/7 because you’re tragically confined by a curse. Whatever the situation, for most of us monsters, a living/un-living space is an important part of our identities. In this column, Monstergeddon award winners share their lair tips and techniques!
Works great on my child, who hasn't barked at all for as long as she's worn the apparatus. When she turns three, we will remove it for a trial period.
The famed gonzo otaku journalist writes about the death of gaming culture in 2014.
Try not to break your console while I try not to break my cyber brain.
Second Life Safari highlights a magical and mystical adventure through the bowels of the Internet. We take a look behind the scenes of "Second Life," and present to you the things all other media outlets are too embarrassed to show. Social networking hits another new low, and can only be seen in Second Life Safari.