Players

I’m the Dutch Connection, the thoroughbred full dutchie.  I may have even fathered The Scarecrow, maybe, who knows, it’s all a blur generally in Holland. Outfitting is normally tidy except I do need to plan my gun transport better.  If B.O.D wasn’t so well equipped, then I’d be gun-less at the last SLMF/Airsoft Plantation event… naughty customs man.  I’m taking extra precautions for future events, such as Team spooning a night in advance. As I couldn’t be bothered to write my own bio, you will often find me in the clubs at the weekend tap dancing in clogs, wearing nothing but a strategically attached Edam. Imagine that to Drum and Bass!

Many nicknames, I am also known to the team as The Housewife given that I like to look after the boys.  You will often find supplying my meat for them to gobble whilst I clean up any spillages.   I like to keep my village in order and that starts with the people. I am starting to worry a little as the Almighty BOD has started chasing me around versing the phrase “Come here cuddle monster”.  So far, I’ve stayed safe by offering goat. I fear this is becoming less effective, as once you’ve tried goat, what else came in by boat? My style is historic WWII, but I am trying new things, I’m creative for events, and have a new found fondness for dresses.

I have chosen this callsign, I think it was out of protest of being called ‘The Chinaman’, ‘The Russian’, or when averaged by BOD logic, ‘The Mongolian’, apparently, it’s because Mongolia is in the middle.  Tiring of Genghis Khan jokes, I often challenge the Team to duals, which generally involve, leg shots, butt shots, or cock shots.  Nothing like a pre-game warm up to put a spring in your step and a wince in your eye(s).  I’m a rugged, simplistic player, I don’t have all the toys (for airsoft anyway). I run Civi gear with an AEG and usually know which way to point it (7/10 times isn’t bad).  If someone gets shot or blown up then I’ve had a good day, regardless of who or which team.

I joined the Bag Of D’s Airsoft team the weekend it was formed, a loner crammed into the sweaty sack of BOD not knowing what to expect. Handle was just Paul but as I was sporting a GHOST patch this soon became a thing. Due to BOD logic, tales were then told far and wide about how I ‘flickered in and out of existence’, and you must not ‘say my name 3 times in the mirror’. The callsign ‘Ghostie Paul’ then stuck, I’ll take it. At least that detracts from all the other things I was called being Polish, e.g. ‘Pole Dancer’, Tadpole, Bargepole, The Poley Grail, Pole-Ice Woman, Undercover Pole, or Whac-A-Pole. That being said, the Dicks welcomed me with open everything, so I’ll take it on the chin.

Sometimes referred to as the duck-billed platypus, I am a semiaquatic, egg-laying mammal endemic to eastern Australia, that is when I’m not being rented for anything else in Essex that is. The Bag of D’s was a group long before they started staining the airsoft landscape.
I have been the butt of the original D’s jokes and urges long before Airsoft. I have had everything from hair colouring complications, tarring me with a rainbow brush, to hot chilli competitions leaving most in tears, to being whipped in the nether regions with key chains by Donkyballs… it’s OK, he’s never been that good of a shot with the keys, or his BB’s.

I’ve been part of BOD since just after the weekender, I wasn’t given a choice, just told I’m in. I’ve been playing since 2011, and played at sites up and down the country, many of which are closed now… Totally not my fault… probably.

I used to like running around, but now I’m more of a support gunner, sitting back and pushing from the rear.

Whiskers is a proud airsoft participant, known less for his speed and more for his uncanny ability to attract BBs from every direction.

With the reflexes of a sleepy sloth and the tactical grace of a shopping trolley, Whiskers is a regular fixture in the respawn zone. He may look like he wandered onto the field by accident, but his commitment to the cause (and his collection of bruises) is second to none. If you’re looking for someone to draw enemy fire while you flank – Whiskers is your man.

[BOD] Comedy is young blood, with fresh legs and liver. He is an amazing Ammo Bearer, when the Sugar hits the Flan, gives all the Dicks much love and assistance. He is keen to learn important things like “what is the objective” and can often be found walking in the opposite direction apparently due to foggy eye-pro, at least that’s why he says he’s blind. We wonder hmmm.

All that said and done, everyone needs a little Comedy in their life, and you can’t go far wrong with little chuckles here… unless ‘you’ actually follow ‘him’ into the nether regions, that would be unwise, we’d suggest a leash.