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You are visiting The Veteran Lounge Wiki - a Wiki of haunted souls, pits of despair, members tormented by their own corrupted shadows - but while you're here, you may as well read about us. This Wiki is mostly dedicated to humour with some fact included. Unless you're a Veteran, a Grammar Nazi, or an Amateur Comedian, please don't screw anything up. We're personally seeing to that phase of the operation. So go on, have a laugh. Try not to take anything too seriously.

I know we won't.

The Veteran Lounge Wiki
You're entering the Veteran Lounge, a large, massive slumbering beast that is apparel in all it's forms. It shifts, changes according to the situation. Cautiously walking up to it's primary location at the begginnings of Hell, guarding the entrance to the resident portal of Imaginationland, is a massive, concrete bunker, stained red with the blood of innocents over centuries. Hellish minions stare out at you from multiple firing slit, covered in bloody spikes, hood, and equipped with corrupted guns. A huge, Satanic cyborg-beast walks up to you, ornate Banhammer held lightly in his hands. Stopping a few feet from you front, he leans down, staring out you from his glowing red, smoking eyes. With a growl, he starts to proclaim.

"WELCOME TO THE VETERAN LOUNGE WIKIA! Enjoy your stay!"