Thralls of the Screen God

I am playing a 15-year-old video-game. It's called World of Warcraft: Classic.

My guild leader is a 20-something-year-old with the thickest Boston accent I have ever heard. Our main tank is a 47-year-old who sounds like he lives in the backwoods of Mississippi. Our off tank is a Latino middle-school dropout who speaks in the increasingly mainstream urban patois of a SoCal gangbanger. Read more.