Of course, like most 'normal' people, Surfin' and Voodoo have to actually pay their phone bills, so they don't tend to stay on TCP/IP Quake games all the time. No, for a sense of achievement, a little teamwork, and a good, swift and cheap adrenaline rush, nothing beats a Direct Connection game.

So we play them. Quite a lot. And we're getting damn good at co-op games. So, to inject a little more interest into playing the same levels over and over again until we reach Shubby's House, we changed our tactics.

During the game, each player had his camera out to take photos of his buddy. During particularly cool things, each player would attempt to grab a snapshot of his buddy. It really, really, rocks.

So, as well as grabbing cool action shots amidst screams of "stuff the camera, get over here and help!" we managed to pose for some cute shots too. Now, in true holiday tradition, Surfin' Bird invites you to sit down, fluff up your cushions, and make yourself comfy as we go over some postcards from Quakeland...... Surfin' Melons' style!

1830hrs: Here we go! Not a good sight to see, at least, not in a co-op game. Here, Surfin' Bird's head is seen attractively poised next to a gibbed body piece after one-too-many close encounters with an ogre and his grenades, early on in the gaming. Dang. Never pleasant, Surfin' reports that seeing your own mashed body parts is "surreal. Very surreal. As surreal as it is possible for things to become, legally."

1900hrs: This is more like it! Voodoo Melon glowers over the corpse of his ninteenth ogre. With an axe. Never one to run away from enemies (are you, Melon????), Voodoo sucessfully confused the ogre to death when he seemed to win, despite pitting axe against chainsaw. Oh well, the quest for really smart enemies continues.

1945hrs: Oh, don't mind me. You just get the bloody camera out and start clicking. I'll do all the work. I'll vape these silly little scrags. They may look as dangerous as Paul Daniels, but they can still sting you. You should know. But just stay there! You sit and click away happily, fill up your photo album. I'll waste my cells. I'll waste my health. I'll do all the work...... Voodoo Melon complains about the fair splitting of work in today's Surfin' Melon outing.

2020hrs: A little blurry, this one, but you know how your hands shake a little after combat. Here, the Surfin' Melons can be seen after a particularly proud moment, exterminating two Shamblers themselves with nothing more than one health boost, one dose of Quad damage, and tow Thunderbolts. Heck, maybe it doesn't seem quite so impressive now, but they loved it. Here, Surfin' Bird poses between the smelly corpses of tonight's biggest catch.

Oh, there's no stopping them when they get going! Despite incredible odds, Voodoo Melon manages to defend himself sucessfully with only an axe. Despite hearing screams for about a minute, and not expecting to find much left, Surfin' Bird was shocked to see Voodoo still very much alive after saving the day with a handily-placed rocket. This snap shows a slightly beaten-up Voodoo Melon gloating over his enemies.

Surfin' Bird takes up amateur dentistry. Despite finding it very difficult to get a hold of patients without an approved medical license, Surfin' managed to win through by forcably removing the heads of prospective clients. Here, Mr. D. Shambler prepares for an inverse double grenade root canal with a twist. Youch. Nurse? Anaesthetic, please.........

This shockingly cool image was Surfin's view of a fragmented Death Knight. This taught him. Happily sitting taking holiday snaps, Surfin' was surprised to see an evil knight standing not too far away in the shadows, swiping his sword and sending pretty little firebolts his way. So, what did Surfin' do? Enage in combat? Call for help? Stand there and die? No, he panic fired. But heck, it worked.

Not content with simply drilling a mighty ogre full of several billion nail-sized holes, Surfin' Bird watches with amusement as Voodoo Melon proceeds to kick and hack at the corpse. Never know what he might have on him after all.... maybe he's got some food....

2125hrs: Here, Surfin' Bird manages to repeat an earlier feat by gibbing an entire Shambler, sans Quad damage. However, so attached did he become to the head of his trophy, that he wanted to take it home. He eventually had to settle with this photo. Dang, and double dang.

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