Once upon a time (2012 specifically), a sleep-deprived dude in his twenties, working the cursed 3rd shift, discovered a Wheel of Time fan community at 2 a.m. Boredom led him to a live chat room and forums, where he unleashed his spammy chaos. But being just a dude felt lackluster, so he evolved into Vendrisaur—a dinosaur-ninja-cyborg-wizard with one sacred duty: to protect all bacon. Where did he store it? In his tummy, naturally, where thieves became bacon themselves. The internet crowned him the Keeper of the Pork, and all was right in the world.
These days, Vendrisaur lurks in the shadows, no longer spammy, binge-watching anime and gaming. But when the Fire Nation attacked, he rose again, recreating his account to roam the jungle of the interwebz once more. Praise Al Gore for this digital realm!
Jokes somewhat aside, I exist I guess? For now? To lurk? Say hi to some folks? Who knows?
These days, Vendrisaur lurks in the shadows, no longer spammy, binge-watching anime and gaming. But when the Fire Nation attacked, he rose again, recreating his account to roam the jungle of the interwebz once more. Praise Al Gore for this digital realm!
Jokes somewhat aside, I exist I guess? For now? To lurk? Say hi to some folks? Who knows?
