"Create a name that people will remember you by." - {SoP}DeathShadow ~2001
Let's rewind time to 2001.
Korey: Coty, come check this game out.
Coty: I don't think I'll like it.
Korey: I'll have my Dad give you a copy of the game.
I take it home, play it, get hooked. Play for hours on end, I get my sister and mom hooked. First CTF server I ever played on, Roseanne's Bum, first sniper clan I joined, {SoP} aka Standing Operating Procedure.
Korey (Acid), and I create our own clan, the Super Intelligent Flaggers, a CTF clan. My job was simple, recruit and I did just that. Recruited non-members and members alike. Pulled people from {WINGS} and The House of Fools and other active clans at that time, made -=SIF=- into the biggest multi-formed unique clan in the game, we were different compared to the others. Players from all skill levels, all game types, from 5+ different clans were part of us. Trained them, if they needed it. They were free to stay or leave if they wanted to.
Tragedy struck on 9/11, we held a service on TS2, we had our services paid for by Acid's Dad. But then, things started getting rocky in the virtual world, and in the personal world for Acid and he had to step away for a few months. Drama fueled and enraged me, the pressure started to build on top of me. My target? The House of Fools... every member I pulled from them, I logged into their accounts on their forums. I even had one of our own attempt to hack their servers, causing then, -=SIF=- to become a security risk and I became the "black slithering snake" of the CTF Community.
Fast forward... -=SIF=- went another direction, into sniping. I took us into the stomping grounds of {SoP}, two clans that have a past. We merged, but we wanted to recreate.. after some thought, and shaking things up, we came up with -=SoP=-, Soldiers of Perdition. Perdition, meaning Hell. We've all been through it. Some of the crew was questionable, from -=SIF=-, because of their game play, so I brought that portion of guys back to CTF.
Me and those few guys.. merged in with {WINGS}. And I made it clear to them, this is where you stay. Doesn't matter where I go from here on out, this is your home now and they did. And that's where Flawless, wall_nuts, Trogdor, Sandman, Marysie, and many more planted their roots until the end. Me.. I hopped back and forth, helping clans, like -[AA]-, until Viper and I had our disputes and destroyed it internally. And I came back to {WINGS}.
Then, I was given an oppurtunity to run a clan, with another UT player, his name, Chilz and the [*SA*] clan. So I messaged LORT and said, "Boss, I got a job to do, but listen, I will return, you know I will, just promise me, you'll accept me, again. His reponse, "The doors are always open." I left, but my with a condition to Chilz, "I'm only sticking around until your clan gets off the ground", his response, "ok, that's fine." TWO MONTHS, it grew and expanded to over 200+ members, into more games than I've ever witnessed in UT history. I packed my bags, came back home, to WINGS.
I wanted admin in WINGS, because I was tired and wanted to stay where I belonged. But, because of my past and my childish ways, I wasn't given it. Things became rocky, internally. I left, and WINGS ended up collapsing ~2008.
CandyMan disappeard... Where did I go? PS3. Call of Duty Franchise. MangaGate and I created the [BAMF] clan (Manga messages me on 7/23: "did i tell you my old high school buddy Ryan works with me at Wawa? he used to play with us back in Modern Warfare 2, when we had BAMF"), and rocked the CoD game, and got my cousin, Alex into the games. For a year and a half, I had no interest in UT.
Then, I get hit up. "Come back", said Izzy. So I did, -=SoP=-CandyMan, once again. Played for months, became a referee in the FN Ladders, admin in -=SoP=-, but then I got the itch... let's try something new, a new name... so I like Joker. I put it on... Love it! Then I thought, I haven't played CTF in almost 2-3 years, let me pop on there, this is perfect... NEW NAME, NEW COMPUTER, NEW IP, NEW EVERYTHING, THEY WON'T KNOW ME (haha)! What server did I go on? The only one active at that time with players, VULPINE MISSION. Went on, whipped ass, left. Came back to -=SoP=- servers.
Came back to Vulpine, did it again. Left. Came back. Left. Came back. Left. Then I said. Enough. I'll go to www.vulpinemission.com. And what in the fuckery is this. The song I hear is The Game by Motorhead. Who is the jackoff running this show. Ooh, Chopper, that explains it. I hit him up, and I said, "what are you trying to do." And he says, "What do you mean?" "I said, you know that's my calling card."
3 months later.. I apply, 3 people knew who I was under Joker... Airbourne, Ven and Chopper. But I got in. And the rest is history. The one clan I hated so much in the past, I ended up joining...