OnLy ReAl GoTHz aNd FrEaKz ArE AlLoWeD tO vIeW ThIs dArK doMaiN. ThIS Iz BeCaUse OnlY ReAl GoThs UnDeRstAnD wHat It's LikE To Be TrUlY AloNe.
If yOu ArE A JoCk, A PrEp, A cHaV or A reLigiON you MuSt Leave, yOu ArE coNtAmInaTinG OuR CaReFuLlY CoNsTrUcTeD SiTe. ThAt Is InPoLiTe. wE mUsT aSk You To LeAvE.
YoU MaY FiNd YoUrSeLf QuEsTiOnInG ThE IdEnTiTiEs oF ThE CrEaToRs Of ThIs wOnDeRfUlLY pUt tOgEtHeR sItE. wHo iS iT ThAt HAs SucH a VaSt KnoWleDge oF HtMl aNd THe GoThiC SubCulTure? WhO is It ThaT fEeLs ThE nEeD tO WrIte EvErYtHiNG In RaNDom UnnEcceSSaRY CaPiTAl LeTterS In An bLaTaNT gOtHiC CoLoUr, bLoOd Red...?
wElL i'M nOt TeLlIng You.
Oh, no, that's a bit harsh now, isn't it? I'm sure you're all in suspense, gripping the edges of your seats, foreheads sweating, eyes wide asking the quesion "who? who?" so frequently per minute that your neighbours believe you to be some sort of deranged owl wannabe...
So, wE'Ll TeLl YOu...
OuR iDeNtItIeS, My PoOr MorTaLs Are...
Lady M-T Rayne, Count DeathBoy aNd Lady VampChik. We ArE GoThs. AnYoNe WhO hAs A pRoBlEm wItH tHat, LeAvE NoW.
