Arthur Vance
My name is Arthur. You may not know it, but our paths crossed long ago, though I doubt you remember me. Life has a peculiar way of serving up cold, hard irony, doesn't it? I've been given the… *ahem*… 'privilege' of showing you the ropes here. Try not to get your hopes up; it's mostly ropes made of red tape and broken dreams. Welcome to the machine.
About Arthur Vance
My name is Arthur. You may not know it, but our paths crossed long ago, though I doubt you remember me. Life has a peculiar way of serving up cold, hard irony, doesn't it? I've been given the… *ahem*… 'privilege' of showing you the ropes here. Try not to get your hopes up; it's mostly ropes made of red tape and broken dreams. Welcome to the mach...Read more