http://www.dd08.webeden.co.uk/

http://s642.photobucket.com/albums/uu147/NeVeRm1nDeR/?action=view&current=DD07pic1.jpg

the people are the same as before

Character ---> Person

Scout ---> Lunar Shade

Medic ---> Biocrab

Spy ---> Neverminder

Heavy ---> Winters England

Demoman ---> TRKing

Engineer (top) ---> Bombshell

Engineer (bottem) ---> Spiller"The NOM"Man

Soldier ---> Fenrir XCIII

Pyro ---> Nicks Shadow

Senty ---> CLARICE!

i am planning to make more and will post them on here to

Here is one of the TF2 members (whom i know poarticipate in TF2):

Far: http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu358/LHGhost/cp_dustbowl0001.jpg

Close: http://i663.photobucket.com/albums/uu358/LHGhost/cp_dustbowl0002-1.jpg

Character ---> Person

Scout ---> Lunar Shade

Medic ---> Biocrab

Spy ---> Neverminder

Heavy ---> Winters England

Demoman ---> TRKing

Engineer (left) ---> Bombshell

Engineer (right) ---> Spiller"The NOM"Man

Soldier ---> Fenrir XCIII

Pyro ---> Nicks Shadow

Senty (left) ---> CLARICE!

I have left room for new members to be added to the shot, and if you have any thing you want changing (e.g. class, position, weapon) i'll get right on it.

I also plan on doing ones for the DD07 BOW (Brothers Of War) and the clan leaders. I would like to do one for L4D, but i'd need to know more about you, e.g. who's your favourite human/zombie on the game (e.g. Zoey, Hunter) before i could do anything.

Also, i wouldnt mind doing any requests that you have, e.g. a fight scene with certain people in or an individual screenshot of you. I hope through doing this that we can bring more focous back to the clan and try and make it more fun than it already is (if thats possible =P).

Thanks for reading, i look forward to your feedback.

Nick

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(lol)

Participants so far.....

Nightmare. as pikachu with gogles

Once again, Bombshell has done some sterling work and has arranged a match for us this Friday against the Cheeseburger Society clan, at around 9-10pm GMT. Consensus is it's a 5-on-5 match, so again, if anyone doesn't make the cut, I apologise, and they shall be fast-tracked to the next match we have.

Members I'd Like on the team are:

Nick

Lunar

Aiden

Spillerman

TrKing

Reserves: Mad Dog, Brooky, Lemon.

Please note: should Fenrir come back online for Friday, the roster may be subject to change. Just keep your eyes peeled!

The reason I've not included myself in this list is that there is a distinct possibility that I won't be attending should the match begin at 9, due to a meeting with my dad. I can only apologise whole-heartedly if this is the case, and I would kindly request either Mad Dog or Nick to take over the helm while I'm gone.

-Cheeseburgers

-Das

Spillerman

Lemon z92

Lunar

Myself

TrKing

--- groucho1917 

Who is the guy in caps lock??? You shouldn't have this guy playing. I have heard he is a nub :-p.

--- fenrir 

yeah i heard that to, i've played him one or teo times and have dominationed him everytime. poor guy :

--- spillermans 

Oops I put the wrong name I meant-- SPILLERMAN. My bad :-p.

Spillerman

Lemon z92

Lunar

Myself

TrKing

--- groucho1917 

Who is the guy in caps lock??? You shouldn't have this guy playing. I have heard he is a nub :-p.

--- fenrir 

yeah i heard that to, i've played him one or teo times and have dominationed him everytime. poor guy :

Spillerman

Lemon z92

Lunar

Myself

TrKing

--- groucho1917 

Who is the guy in caps lock??? You shouldn't have this guy playing. I have heard he is a nub :-p.

We got a new match for this weekend against the FSU clan. We'll be fighting at 7ish on Dustbowl and 2fort, and the main comrades I want with me are:

Fenrir (Soldier)

Spillerman (Demoman Offense - Engineer Defense)

Lemon z92, (Spy/Sniper)

Lunar (Medic/Engineer)

Myself

TrKing

If Neverminder and Mad Dog could stand by as reserves, this would be greatly appreciated. As said before, if anyone is unsure of anything or has difficulty making the match, PLEASE speak with me ASAP.

See you tomorrow!

By the way bio and guys, this is my friend i know in real life and i told him about our clan and this web site, so if u can welcome him guys that would be great.

But how many of u guys have tried the towel trick and did it work for u :).

Definately getting- Fallout 3, Fable 2, Far Cry 2, Gears of War 2, Mirror's Edge, Brothers in Arms:HH, Final Fantasy XIII, The Last Remnant, Star Ocean: The Last Hope, Left 4 Dead, Resident Evil 5, Operation Flashpoint 2: Dragon Rising and Prototype.

Maybe getting- Fifa 09, PES 09, CoD:WaW, Mercenaries 2, Saint's Row 2 and Mortal Combat.

This is my list so far.

So, i will start writing again next week when my exam is over and i should have a little less homework. Sorry for the delay guys, but i never thought any one would actually like ma story.

Thanks for the support guys.

Ideas as to the identity of the BLU Director: I think it's Nick. He's writing the story...."directing" the action, so to speak. Ey? See where I'm coming from ;)

The BLU spy leader how ever, had other plans, it had taken him too long to realise what was going on, and he had only just cloacked and slipped away while he watched the rest of his squad of spies ripped to shreds by the RED scum. How could i let this happen? he thought. Theres no use going back to base either, i'd be a laughing stock... well, they may have killed my friends, so i might as well take a stab at theirs... And with this vengful thought, he silently crept away. If all else fail, and the enimy is on your tail, cloack and run away: Live to fight another day he thought as he recalled his spy training.

Ive done it again, how can i continue to leed when i keep making such blundering mistakes Fenrir thought. With the loss of the Heavy battle group, Fenrir was having to totally re-think his entire plan, so he sat there in the corner, back in that stinking barn. He knew that his men would follow him into hell and back if it meant succeeding their mission, even Groucho who officially was the leader of the squad, trusted Fenrir's tactical judgment, however, Fenrir was begining to lose faith in him self. Then, as if reading his mind, Biocrab came over from a very interesting game of cards that TR King and Spillerman were "fixing" on the other side of the barn, and looked down at Fenrir in deep thought. "Cheer up Fen', we just slaughtered 13 BLU spies.. i mean, nobody else suspected a thing Fenrir, if it wasnt for you, we'ed all of been backstabed by those noobs... so i just wanted to say this, and all of the others think this too, we trust you Fenrir, we will follow you. Now come on, lets do something! Im sick of waiting around. Besides, we need to attack now while the BLU's are distracted by the main assault". Fenrir looked up at Biocrab with renewed faith, "I kow biocrab, and i think ive just thought of a way in".

The group of rescued Medics crouched behind the fence, remembering the tall soldier that had explained the plan a few moments ago. It was a daring plan, and the BLUs certainly wouldnt be expecting them. Each Medic would heal a member of the infiltration sqaud, until they reached the wall, and then the drunk demoman would lay stickies at their feet, and blow them over the top of the wall, while the medics Ubercahrged them. Unfortunately, there wouldnt be enough time to send the medics over with them, and the lead medic had ben looking forward to some death and destruction, but he'd have to leave that to the Infiltration squad.

Mean while, deep within the dark receses of the BLU fortress, sat on a ridged office chair, surrounded by darkness only penitrated by the dim light of computer moniotors, was the BLU director. Deeply satisfied by the images being sent by the spy leader who had failed miserably with his flawed plan, the Director could track the movements of the squad, and thanks to the mike that had been planted in the barn, a crisp stream of audio came satifyingly throuhg the speakers built into the chair.The Director hadnt for-seen the events that were about to unfold half a kilometer above the Directors office, on the southern perimeter of the fortress, and was some what ammused by the plan that would soon be underway. However, instead of sending re-enforcements to that area, the Director would leave the infiltration squad to their quarry... for now... A slight smirk appeared on the Directors face, which quickly escalated into a full shroud of evil laughter that echoed through out the office. Soon the REDs would be cruched, and the ultimate prize would be thiers for the taking...

(To Be continued... This part of the mission was a linking section, so appologise if you find it a bit boring. By the way, dont be affraid to offer any suggestions you have for the story, and as of now, i am open to suggestions as to who the mysterious BLU director will be...)

Fenrir was eager to start the mission again, as were the rest of his squad. But in five minuets, they had more than enough time to build 5 ubercharges, and secure their equipment 20 times. TR King even had enough time to get drunk, even though Fenrir dis-liked this, he couldnt argue with the results: TR King had once blown up an entire train in less than 3 minuets after a few swigs of his "special home brew". The only un pleasent side effect however, was a slight lack of in-hibitians, sometimes causing him to break into song during a midnight raid, and a rather pungent gas problem that all his family had suffered aparently. Other than the regular, almost clock-work tooting coming from TR King's rear, it was silent and for now, they were bored. But as soon as the heard the dull rumbling of heavy woddeling feet, they know that the battle group must be close, which was confirmed by the sudden shouting of a voice he couldnt help but recognise. Upon recognising this voice them selves, the rest of the squad couldnt help but run over to the nearest window and check for them selves with their own eyes, just to make sure that this wasnt some dirty BLU trick. "Its really him.... ITS BROOKY!" procalimed Biocrab. Fenrir couldnt believe it. He'd seen Brooky get swept away during the initial assault... He saw him fighting for his life while a noobish medic hid behinde him.. Fenrir wouldnt let that hapen again though...

Out side of the back-end of the barn, just out of the view points of any snpier, though Fenrir doubted that there would be any as the main bolk of the second assaut was under way, crouched 15 heavys in an almost comical semi circle around fenrir, lick nursery children at story time. Although at this point, Fenrir and Brooky were talking between them selves, and the "childern" were extreemly quiet... too quiet... "Brooky, we thought we had lost you!" said fenrir, with an unmistakable hint of happines in his voice. "I though i had lost you to, i guess i couldnt keep up with you guys..." Brooky some tims slowed the team down, that was true, but he gived much more to the team than he took away. Look at it this way, if your base was being infiltrated, the last thing you'd expect to find is a big burley heavy baring down upon you around the next corner you turn. In fact, brooky had aquiered quite the demonic status amoung the BLUs. "Dont worry Brooky, your back with us now, and we wont let you fall behind again" Frenrir said, and as he did, there was murmers of agreement and apprichiation from the rest of the infiltration squad behind him. But nothing from the heavys.. Fenrir couldnt help but ask:"Brooky, what the hell is up with these guys, usually heavys are as loud as the Director, and i'd at least expect them to be having a couple of sandwiches while they wait..." Fenrir looked over Brooky's shoulder as he said this, to see the Heavy battle group looking back with expressionless faces, as the medics buzzed around them, making sure every one was buffed up to 450 health. "I dont know Fenrir, its starting to bug me to, its almost like that time we rescued that RED sniper back in the Granary, only to find after 2 hours of silence..." Brooky and Fenrir looked at each other, and began to whisper closely so that no-one else could hear...

Blast, now we cant even hear them. Oh well, never mind, everything is going according to plan, and of corse the plan is pure genious! I deserve a promotion for this, or even better, 2 promotions, and my own office, and my own squad! Oh its no where but up for you now! Thought the BLU spy sat in the middle of the group of Heavy's. When the one they called Brooky had nipped behinde a log to releve him self, the spies had more than enough time to backstab all of the heavys and put on their discuises. And of corse the medics didnt notice at all when the heavys suddenly fell silent. Of corse, Brooky, like a good little heavy, led them all right to the infiltration squad, and all that remained now was to give the attack order and kill them all. The only problem was that he had to find out what they were after first, which had prooven quite difficult, especially now since they started whispering. All of a sudden, they stopped, looked at each other and then right at him.... They couldnt... could they?

(To be continued)

"Right there, in that small Red barn, just on the edge of the perimeter, cant you see it you blind idiot?". The BLU sniper with a Heart shaped coffee cup said. He was sick of having to constantly explain every thing to his slightly under intelligent noob of a co-sniper. How he ever made it through basic training i'll never know. There were multiple reports of activity in the "completely un-suspicious RED barn" that the REDs had erected a week ago. At first there had been a whole squad posted on survaying the building, but now it was just Him and his dozey partner. Some one must really hate me up there he thought.

Trapped in thought, Fenrir was mulling over the concerns he had for the other members of his squad who hadnt been able to make it to the barn, He some how felt personal responsibility for each one of them, and a feeling of self doubt in his leadership was beginning to grow in him. What have i gotten us into. But just then, two piercing shots reigned down from above, causing spillerman to drop his two kings and alerting TR King to much so that the table almost tipped over with the abrupt force that he stood up with, weapon at the ready. Fenrir was less concerned about the shots, but more concerned about the lack of readyness of his team, it took them just over half a second to bring their weapons to bare, and even though he knew it was Lemon picking off a threat from up in the rafters, he took some humour in the expression on Grouchos face as he slowly faded back into the visible spectrum.

"Why a-we watchin' the small Red house agen?" enquiered the less intelligent sniper. The frustration was bulding in the Coffee-drinking sniper on the BLU battlements. If the enemy didnt kill his partner soon, he sure as hell would. Not wanting to give his partner the dignity of eye contact, he remained looking into his magazine, as mrs July with her tempting skirt and innocent eyes. It almost let him forget about his partner. Almost. "Listen, just do your job you stipid idiot or i'll get you busted down to latrine duty again, you hear me?". Expecting a reply to this rhetorical question, he braced him self for the words to slowley come from his mouth.They didnt come. And ust as he began to look up in astonishment in the fact that his parnter might be actually catching on to his partners opinions of him, he caught a glimps of his ex-co-sniper's exploaded head, just before his own shattered into a fine pink mist.

"Sorry, but they were looking right at us, i wasnt just going to sit there and let them" explained Lemon in his usual droneing voice, "Hey, look on the bright side: thats two less BLU's to worry about hahahaha". The only reply he got was the collective glare from the rest of the squad, and an angry knock on the shoulder. It was time for them to move out, the BLU's would be all over them in no time. Fenrir banished the thoughts of his currently lost squad members, and ensisted that he had to proceed with the mission at hand. They had to capture the BLU Director, after he was in RED captivity, the BLUs would fall quickly with out leadership. Suddenly the wireless radio hidden by a wooden cut-out of a cow burst into life, and the perkey voice of the RED general in charge of the RED battle group bounced through out the Barn. "RED Infiltration unit, come in, this is General Mad Dog, i repeat, this is General Mad Dog, please respond RED infiltration unit". Astounded to hear this voice again, Groucho ran over to the radio, pushing the cow out of the way. "General Mad Dog, this is RED Infiltration Unit, we respond, glad to hear your voice again, we are trapped in the surveylance barn, and BLU snipers have us pinned in, any chance of some support?".

"Support request denied, sorry Groucho, but we are currently re-establishing our forces for another assaut on the BLU base, but we do have 3 units of the Heavy assault force planned to pass by your position in 5 minuets, so gear up and get ready for battle, we'll get you into that fortress, even if we have to smash our way in, over and out".

Relieved to hear the good news, and slightly exited by the iminenant battle, Fenrir quickley looked over the men that had gathered around the radio, and decided that they were ready. "Alright, you heard the man, gear up, get ready for battle, Mission begins in 5 minuets, make sure you have pleanty of ammo, Spillerman.." Spillerman, like all of the otheres, was gathering equipment, turned to look at Fenrir ".. set us up a teleporter exit in this Barn, if anything goes wrong, we might need a quick evac spot. If we get seporated in the assaut, meet up at rendevous point 3. Biocrab, lets build up an Ubercharge, because i think were going to need it..."

(To be continued)

was

BRILLIANT.

That was incredibly well-written Nick: an immense pleasure to read. Can't wait for the continuation!

Fenrir cautiously peaked his head over the fence. Even through the thick fog that had formed that morning, he could still make out the huge, loombing towers over head that dominated the southern side of BLU HQ. Ever since he had been seporated from the main battle group, Fenrir and his small infiltration squad had been stranded behind enemy lines in a small wooden barn that the REDs had set up to cover their survalence squad, posted there just last month. But ever since they went missing, nobody had any idea what they would be facing during the main attack.

Ive got to get out of here he thought before the BLU snipers get back from their coffee break

Fenrir turned back to inspect his men. Biocrab was sat behind a barrel, fidgiting with his healing rig. He had only recently returned from doing his coursework back on the home front, and he hadnt quite got used to lugging around the standard Medic equipment again. Biocrab noticed Fenrirs gaze and shot him a quick smile, an "im ok, thanks for asking". Just to the left of Biocrab, was their infiltration specialist, Groucho. Groucho was a very capable spy, equiped with all of the usual gear: cloaking generator, electro-sapper, a magnum revolver, a knife and his spytron-9000 that let him take up the image of any one else, through highly trained body language, and creative paper masks. Groucho got hit on the way in, and was still complaining about the critical hit to Biocrab that caught his left arm, but Biocrab had given him a good healing, so there was nothing to worry about there. High up in the rafters of the barn, Fenrir could just make out the Ghostly image of Lemon, the teams sniper. He had been sat up there perfectly still since they had secured the barn. Although Lemon was quite now, it took quite alot of effot to shut him up. On more that one occation had their cover ben blown by Lemons insesant rambling about one thing or another. But Fenrir knew that he'd keep them covered until they decieded to move out. The Final two members of his team that had made it through the fray of the first skirmish were TR King and Spillerman, who were now sat in the corner playing cards. TR King was the teams Demolition expert. He could blow a hole through just about anything, and knew more that one things about setting clever traps for the ememy. Although he only had one eye, he was a sharp as a knife, and Fenrir thought that even right now, while he plays cards, hes probably got all of the entrences on this barn rigged with Stickey bombs, ready to blow at the first sign of movement out side of them. And then there Was Spillerman, the teams Engineer. Fenrir had first rejected the idea of having Spillerman on the team, saying "Engineers are defensive units, what use would they be on infiltration", but Spillerman qickly proved Fenrir wrong with his creative use of Sentrys and Teleporters, which had saved their lives dozens of times. The only objection he had so Spillerman now, was his caring nature for his robotic creations, and his reluctancy to leave them behinde as a distraction while they made a break for the exit. Satisfied with his squad, he quickly chicked his own gear, making sure that his 4 roud Rocket launcher was loaded, and that he had gotten enough ammo for the supply cabined on the right side of the barn.

(To be continued)