Menands

a tiny village next to the capital of New York or four square miles of nothing for teenagers to do. A place where not much ever happens, families are usually happyish and old people are rather annoying to the young.

A once great village, now a mere shadow of its former self, and one of the few remaining villages in the world. It's existence is soley responsible due to the village's shining knight and savior, The Werewolf. The Werewolf resides in the heart of the village, as opposed to the fucking birds that live on the outskirts. Menands' reputation is rivaled only by it's greatness.

To rashly deactivate a carrier for minuscule or imagined transgressions.