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A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away……. OOPS, that’s a whole other story, my bad. At any rate if you have come here, you are no doubt curious to learn how the MINISTERS OF DEATH, came to be. Well here it is folks our clan biography.

Back in March of 98', I, Mark or as you HL zombies know me, [MOD]F@#$ERR!!!!!!, was talking to a good friend of mine named David Miller, owner of Megabyte Computers. David was telling me about this demo he had downloaded from Sierra, and how cool, bloody, and violent it was. Of course I just had to have the link and was soon downloading it myself. The name of the game, we all know it so well was of course HALF LIFE. It wasn’t long after I was playing the game that my appetite for it became insatiable. I longed for the final release and the days turned into weeks the weeks into months until finally it happened. I purchased my very first copy of the full release of Sierra’s game of the year, version 1005. I quickly learned why they called it Half Life, because it wasn’t long before my relationship and business began to fall apart. The game was consuming half of my life!!!!!!. I had to beat it I couldn’t put it down, when would I find the end. Almost 3 weeks later I found it. The little meeting with the mystery man in the suit aboard the space traveling subway car turned out to be my relief. Now I could go back to my life and pick up where I left off. Wrong!!!! That very same week I had completed the game, my good friend David was once again engaged in a conversation with me about how he had fragged the hell out of some people over on the east coast. I didn’t understand at first. You see I had been so consumed by the game itself I hadn’t even noticed or learned that this game could be played on line against other junkies like myself. Well that was it, now I could put my skills to the test against real human beings. Once again my life was thrown into turmoil and my relationship and business suffered the wrath addiction of Half Life. Fortunately, My girlfriend at the time who is now my wife, loved me more than I loved the game and she put up with my incisive playing habits till I finally got the damn thing out of my system. Mind you not without many a knock down drag out arguments and conflicts. I used to say to her don’t worry honey some day I’ll get paid to play this thing, he he. Well I never really did get it out of my system but I did manage to find a harmonious balance between life and Half Life. In my later days spent playing, I began to notice the opposition having this strange prefix in front of their names. It was like a bracketed call sign and I soon learned what we all know, that this was in fact, indication to belonging to a clan. Now I wanted to be a clansmen, but how, ask, be asked, both. I tried both and experimented with several clans out there but none seemed up to standard. Disorganization, dissention, and inconsistency among other things kept me from ever making a final commitment to any of the clans I played with. What now. Well needless to say that when I started playing this game I wasn’t alone I had gotten several of my friends hooked on it too. My buddy Todd a Time Warner Roadrunner technician, Drew who owned a landscape business, and Chris who owned a major health food store. Why couldn’t I start my own clan? What the hell everyone else and their mothers uncle was doing it why couldn’t we. Well we did I called it “MOD”. I didn’t even have something that the “MOD” stood for at the time I just called it MOD, what the hell, I figured we could find something to go along with it. We started to play and found that a lot of the servers out there were either very unreliable or just plain lame as a result of personal vendettas versus our scores. It got to be very frustrating trying to get ourselves all into the same server not having control over them to make room. That was the next step. We still didn’t even know what MOD stood for but we new we had to get a server up. I had a 4 user in house network at the time and a cable modem so I was the likely candidate to host. It wasn’t long before the 1st server was running and it was called STARGATE 1971. Hell Chris, and Drew were still on dial up connections at the time but we all loved to play that server. The name actually was derived from the movie STARGATE and the number reflective of my birth year. It was understood that any MOD’s who wanted to put up a server would name it STARGATE and their birth year. We were up and running and life was grand all the power to change levels and make room on the server to accommodate ourselves. It wasn’t long though before everyone wanted to know what MOD stood for. Well we didn’t have an answer and we needed one quick. Here’s how it came about. In the early stages of STARGATE 1971 we used to play mostly GASWORKS with low gravity it was great but being that it was regular HL we used to have a hell of a time determining who was who amongst ourselves amidst the entire killing game. How could we keep from killing our fellow clansmen? Skins!!!!! That’s how we searched quite a few and came up with the one we liked best, partly because Drew said it looked like me and it was sort of controversial. Rev_ed came to be our clan skin. For those of you who aren’t familiar with it, it is a priest wearing sunglasses and a go “T”, all dressed in black. This was definitely us. So as the story goes we started throwing clan names around, “mongrels of death, masters of destruction, minion of doom”, so on and so on the Todd nailed it right on the head though. He said well we look like priests, why not something related, like MINISTERS OF DEATH. There was nothing to consider, that was it, done deal, and of course what better map to make our home map than MINISTRY.bsp it all came together in a flash. So here we were the two founders first myself and Chris, who you all know as [MOD]Vita (see the picture below).

F@#$err!!!!!! .......Vita

Then of course Drew, who you all now as FATALITY makes up our trio of the three musketeers that we refer to ourselves as quite often

Fatality.. F@#$err!!!!!! Vita

Now as far as Todd goes some of you may have seen him every now and then he goes by [MOD]KillWhitey (and no he's not African American). He was there from the beginning but we rarely ever see him anymore, he is sort of a recluse in the clan and makes cameo appearances once in a while but none the less make no mistake, where ever he is he knows what’s happening and was key in developing what MOD stood for, and was one of the original four members.

A lot has happened in the almost a 3 year history of this clan. I have seen many come and a few go. I have yet to find anyone who has ever left our clan, that didn’t regret it later and try to come back, but that is a firm rule. Once you leave MOD there is no coming back! If I can offer any advice to getting into our clan it would be: don’t’ suck up, have respect, never give up, play by the rules, have really thick skin, and don’t act your age if you are 13. Most of us are older grown men with careers and families; we don’t care for wasted ammunition or immature knifing of one another. We hate whiners and can’t stand it even more if you are loud when we are trying to be quiet and sneaky. This might be a game but we treat like real life covert tactics, so we expect you to act as though every bullet counts. Be serious, be cautious and be aggressive all at the same time, this is what makes a MOD.

We have come a long way since the early days, I have been privileged as a leader to welcome members like Putz, Deathmaker, Bedlam, Holmes and many others, it is their spirit that keeps us strong. We have made many changes this recent year including our T1 server which we now call STARGATE 2000 due to the year of it’s birth and things like this web page courtesy of Bedlam and, cobr@ Maddness, which I should mention is our sub clan. Anyone who wants to be a MOD must first be a cobr@. It has not been easy, in fact it has been quite hairy at times….

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