The Imp, well, I'll keep that gun forever just because of what it means. It shows to me that kinship is still alive in paintball.
I had my semi marker stolen, along with some other stuff that pretty much crippled my chances of getting a gun in time for any of team's tournies. My team wouldn't let me play with a pump due to the obvious. The manager of the local field heard about this and offered to sell me the Imp. I won't say the price, but I will say that it cost less than a case of paint. He also personaly half-blocked it and tech'd it for me.
and without furthur ado...
Edit: it's all blurry and looks like a snowstorm in the pic because... well... it was . It just offered the coolest backdrop.
This post has been edited by Zamamee: 13 April 2008 - 04:12 PM