[h2]George Melons - Ice Moon[/h2]

"What's the matter, pussy-in-boots, afraid of a little snow? It's not like there's any REAL danger around here..." George Melons thought for a second, then winced. "Except... The Wendigoes. Those are a real danger. First time I died was to one of those bastards. Ate my flesh right off the bone! Holy shit, was it painful. Thank god for cloning, am I right?" he tried to get a laugh from his audience, and failed spectacularly. "But seriously. Those things can and will kill you. Oh! And they can turn invisible. So... I'll take the offer!" he rushed over to shake hands with the beast-creature that was slowly starting to morph back into the form of a very irate black man. It seemed the mindbreaker/adminazine mix was wearing off... And he could feel it.

"No seriously let's get the fuck out of here NOW I SAY NOW!"