Sometimes great things happen from email corrospondence. And sometimes we are sucked into a realm full of vampyres, spooky chidrun, whiches, and Maryland Mansun. Confused? Keep reading!

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Warning: Some emails contain profanity.

How it started...
It continues...
And it escalates...
Floating eyeballs of doom...
The return of James...
Necron's identity is uncovered!
Am I really Satan, or is it all a ploy to mess with Necron's head?
Spam, art, prayers -- you know, the usual.
We're all gay here, no need to gawk.

I've got some pictures for you, loves! First, the Corona Doom Booze and second, Virgin Wine with Butterflies. Unfortunately, we couldn't get these pictures at the actual Food Lion Necron visits, but we tried, and alcohol is alcohol (unless you drink during the day, and then it's a problem.)

"Allie- Sun, Jun 2, 2002 at 7:46 PM EDT
I like children. They taste just like chicken.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- NECRON ROMANCER OF DEATH- Mon, Jun 3, 2002 at 3:25 PM EDT
yah there blood tastes good i've sakirfised some to satan.but satan my prinsess has left me oh the ageny i'm just a withreing vampyre any way. i want to eat chidren."