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Imagine that you're on a cp map, there are limited ways to get to the point. Your bloody claymore sword in your hand, along with your shield in the other. The enemy is preparing a final siege of your pint, I mean point, before time runs out, your team is desperate, and your demo friends all discouraged at how badly your team stinks. So to protect what little poor Irishman pride you have left (not all of the demos make 5mil a year) your demo-friends grab their shields and swords out of the locker room and line up with you on the battlefield facing the enemy, you pent up your rage ready for them to come, and you see them all charging around the corner 200 feet away. You all charge for your pride, and lay down a counter attack so large, that even Saxton Hale would pay attention to it! With your wall of demomen charging at the speed of a scout and more, you destroy their final siege, and save your pride, the match ending in a mere stalemate in which you can reflect with your teammates, some laughing hysterically, some too drunk to stand. You all make a toast with your drinks (well except for the guys already passed out) and say these few words for the match to come: "Bloody 'ell that was one great fight! Lets do that again!"
And if you're too freaking lazy to read all of that:
1) make a wall of demos w/ shields+the sword
2) when the enemy comes attacking, and they are in significant numbers, charge
3) hope for the best
And if you're too freaking lazy to read all of that:
1) make a wall of demos w/ shields+the sword
2) when the enemy comes attacking, and they are in significant numbers, charge
3) hope for the best
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