About Us - The evolution (A light hearted look)

So, you want to know huh? You must, you clicked here! Well I suppose I'll tell you the tale.

"Way back when I was a youngin' we had a thing called The Blat (by the UHGL), it was a wonderous thing full of new and exciting LAN goodness.
T' was the first LAN 'thingy' that I'd been too, a friendly giant found my soul aimlessly wandering the big, wide web, took pity on me and decided to invite me along to an unknown addiction that would change my life for the better. He gave me an invite, directions, and some very wise advice... "bring headphones" he boomed (well it was bold text).
So off I went, with mum's PC and a lot of "Don't worry mum, I won't break it" under my arm. I was not to know that over the next 16 hours, I would be transformed into the frag craving monster that I now know myself to be now.. can we call it 'evolution'? maybe..
I arrived with a room filled with uber-geeks and w00ting-super-nerds, PC cases thrown aside, creatures performing open heart surgery on these wonderous machines that we now love, cards and processors baring all, the sound of cooling fans was almost deafening..."Cool" I quietly said to myself.
Over the next few hours, the flames dies from the walls, and the geeks and nerds slowly started to loose their horns, tails, neon lit pitchforks and blue LED eyes. There were human after all, but better, as if they were above the race I once knew. I was slowing becoming one of them, the frag-loving, case-modding, and sometimes over-clocking uber-beings that I now call family...
The Blat's passed, many a good night was spent with half the room w00ting me on, as I was the last in the team facing the super-uber staff members at Counter-Strike or something of the like.. They never openly admitted their uber skillz, but it always gleamed from their eyes; "I owned j00!"
As time wore on, one of our beloved UHGL staff members stepped down, and I asked to take the pedestal, next to the remaining LAN-Gods; the friendly giant, and the small and sometimes amusing web monkey. Life was good..
As legend has it, sadly, and yet ending on a high note, UHGL, and it's uber staff kindly decided to hand over their faithful clan of uber-LAN-beings, power filled location, and legendary equipment over to my shaking hands.. The sky darkened, the clouds showed their force, only the small sparkle of blue LED's and cold cathodes could be seen.."May the force be with you" I heard one of them say... as the glowing power of 'the LAN" was handed to me, as the clouds passed and the air became clear again.. The UHGL and The Blat was no-more.....
It was time, I had to use my new found power, in a way that could keep the LAN-creatures at bay for their hunger for frags.. a time to bring a LAN out of the ashes, a time to grow, a time.... to 'evolve'......

So, joing forces with, arguably, the best of the LAN-creatures around, in the holy quest for hosting the uber-est LAN this side of Greyskull, we have;
Iceman, with his super-human ability to write a batch file in 0.37 seconds while, configuring the next BF server, whooping ass at CS, AND fixing Microsoft's known and yet to be known bugs on 6 PC's at once...With a mouse on each limb, burning through the table, he had to become 'one of us'
Fubar, the holy master of Quake 3, with his ultra quick reflexes, that could snap a head shot from 4 maps away, and be nothing but a blur to your now fried graphics card, not to mention his uber ability to come up with a tourney structure that even uni professors are still trying to decipher.
BarakTor, found in the extreme regions of some distant planet, with a blue over grown fly on his shoulder, claiming to be "Yo MAMA!" once a fellow LANner steps through the holy door, his PC is set up and miraculously already in the current frag-fest, before his second step is taken. This man is fast, and brutle..
And hence 'evolution' and it's staff were born.