Michael Hunter-Jones
Hauled through wandering herds of DiscLife from a tender age Michael has been thoroughly corruptedguided and nurtured by the wisdom of those around him.
After Guilds stormed through Discworld Convention 2006 Michael was initiated (kicking, screaming, etc) into that wise, benevolent order - the Monks of Cool. For 2008 a Con-sized application of Cool followed; some even considered it successful.
After a swift hoodwinking & mysterious monkish ritualising he emerged as a Force of Cool for 2010. Secret monk-fu followed, and he found that the Cycle of Cool had turned around to 2012.
When not spreading Coolness he lurks in shady corners, loafs outrageously and is generally the bane of Hypatia’s existence. After suffering the indignity of having a birthday during the 2010 convention, he's quietly relieved at narrowly avoiding the same thing occurring in 2012, and will celebrate it by pointedly lurking in an aforementioned shady corner where people can't sing at him.
