The story of Darkeyes
It all began in Hell...
I was born in hell and for millenia suffered the tortures and evil fun of my Lord and Master.  Eventually though I managed to crawl from the Abyss and escape.  For the last 26 years I have wandered the Earth, masquerading as a normal human being, seeking the pleasures of life and hoping to find salvation for my damned and tortured soul.
As ever, the Devil gets the best tunes, and I'm still with him on that score.  Metallica, the true kings of Heavy Metal, are my favourite band (there's something hauntingly familiar about James Hetfield's grin).

I currently give thanks to the great evil one (Lars Ulrich) for the brand new St Anger, which heralds the arrival of the latest Metalli-brother, Rob Trujillo.  Hurrah!!
The lure of Chaos and evil never truly escaped me, I cannot evade the desire to lead a horde of Demons across the shattered wasteland of a once proud world.  Be thankful then for Games Workshop and their 'Chaos Space Marines'.  Now I can reave apart whole planets without leaving my garage.
Every denizon of the Abyss seeks fresh souls;  whether to feed on them or seek salvation from them.  I have found an abundence of such free spirits within groups.msn.com/GoGetDrunk.  But will these souls free me, or follow me into eternal damnation?  Time tells all....
For each demon upon this Earth, there is an Angel, a foe to be vanquished, but at the same time a treasure to be won.  The eternal dilemma.  My nemesis is known on this world as Gillian Anderson, such beauty, such character.  She will be mine...oh yes, she will be mine!!!
And my soul is raised, if slightly, at the news that Farscape, the greatest sci-fi program ever made, thought to be lost after the Sci-Fi channel cancelled it, is to have a 5th series (though only a mini one) named Farscape: Peacekeeper Wars, which should be showing by the end of the year.

Hurray!!  An ending at last.

Visit www.savefarscape.com for more details.

This is true fan power, well done all.
visit savefarscape.com
With a decent CD, a handful of die-cast miniatures and memories of happy conversations in cool chat rooms, I continue my journey, my quest to be mortal.

Am I to be redeemed from the grasp of Satan?  Or am I merely his pawn, drawing in more souls for him to feed on and gain wicked pleasures from?

Beware.  Trust no-one.  Trust yourself even less.
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