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Who's that?
Looks like Evil Blood. Erica asked for the pic.
I don't think it's his best look, but Erica has her own sense of style.
Who's Evil Blood?
A highly placed freelance IT expert and premiere flamer who expressed disillusionment with the influx of tards and shitposters and who exited the game for good in 2011 after he took exception to the behaviour of Martini, Joo, LoCo and Doomsday at Brawl Hall. BH withered and died after he left. I find it highly amusing the regard Erika holds him in, given her history with the TDT, an organisation of trolls he was highly critical and particularly dismissive of. Erika herself was somewhat of a "Janie-come-lately" to the TDT and barely even ranked as a minor player, more of a hanger-on, jockeying for position with the in-crowd. Some things never change, and if Evil Blood's handling of similar types is any guide, he would quickly go from hero to hated status in Erika's estimation in a heartbeat, were he still about and inclined to give her the time of day.
Caskur hates his guts with a passion, even after his absence of nearly a decade. Similarly your own Bricktop is not a great fan for reasons I am disinclined to go into depth here due to the prohibitive TBC site rules governing the reasons why, though suffice to say that EB's characterization of him had the members of a good many sites howling with laughter and likely contributed to Bricktop's exit from BH circa 2007. His acerbic wit, multi-paragraph contributions and unparalleled efforts in multimedia flaming were his calling cards, his innate understanding of networking and software put him head, shoulders and manboobies above the rest of the Flametown IT pack, past and present.
You will not see his return, though you might be lucky to see a few imitators trying to pass themselves off as him. He's off the grid and doing his thing, completely oblivious to lionizers and despisers alike. Every once in a while he'll drop a line to Freud, Werepenguin or myself, but even that is infrequent and in all honesty, there's nothing left of Flametown to convince him to return.
Ok, you know what his asscrack tastes like. We're all very impressed so you can go back to sexually violating your blowup doll now