“Ghostcrawler Ghostcrawler!!” the hunchbacked Igor cries entering the dark crypt of the Systems Design Lab. “What is it my minion… Have you brought me my gin in a coffee mug?”, mutters the Ghostcrawler, obviously annoyed at this intrusion.
Igor shuffles around nervously “Umm no your great crabbiness… The players are desiring, nay, demanding a vanilla server!”
“DEMAND! They dare demand of ME the almighty crab! … well,” Ghostcrawler chuckles thoughtfully, “Let us give them what they demand shall we.”
Igor cowers in fear at his masters devilish grin.
