Mr. Tastix is an argumentative ol’ bastard who likes to sound smarter and wittier than he actually is, as a result he ends up speaking as if he is a pompous rotten fruit with a stick up his ass.
He has a liking for philosophical quotes, dwarves (and their associated beards and boozes), and loose woman sounding as absolutely random as humanely possible (which is surprisingly difficult). Acting completely nutty is also one of his favourite pastimes!
It is highly recommended when studying this… whatever it is (we can’t perform an autopsy whilst it’s alive, you see)… that you stand at a range of at least 20 feet and have a reliable escape plan ready. Or earplugs. On second thought, have both. You can never be too prepared.
In his spare time he can sometimes be found doodling on pieces of paper making what he apparently calls “art” and “design”, as well as smashing on what looks like a long black plastic rod with the alphabet stamped on it (and other weird symbols) in frustration over his latest “video game”.
Names seem rather frivolous but he enjoys being called Mr. Tastix, some know him by the name Josh (WARNING: Do NOT use this name). He has also been known as Xanwryn, Xavinos, Magniir, Akerxanth, and many more names in-between. His self-described professions and/or hobbies are “web designer, gamer, and an all-round average guy who loves acting like an idiot amongst friends and other such company”.
Randomtastic serves three purposes:
- The first is to possibly put my ideas on to digital “paper” for them all to be inevitably stolen (I will find you!).
- The second is to do what all blog authors do and spread “my two cents” on to a system that is already over saturated with the very stuff.
- And, for my final act; The third reason Randomtastic exists is to serve as a personal portfolio for my web design works and other such creations that I clearly failed to keep locked up safe in the prison we call the “brain”.
So in the words of Magniir the Dwarf:
Join me, as I rid th’ world o’ ‘em beardless villains everywhere! With axes at our belts an’ ale in our bellies, we’ll show ‘em just whose boss around ‘ere. Tha’s right, it’s th’ gaddamn dwarves an’ we be comin’ ta kick yer arse!
Wait, I think that was the wrong quote…