Slatfatf's journal. November 10th 2012: Spriggan carcass in alley this morning, Goobbue footprint on burst stomach. This land is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The pathways are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their forum bitching and moaning will foam up about their waists and all the self-important and elitist adventures will look up and shout "Save us!" ...and I'll whisper "no".