This is EVI-O-C, also known as the Eviscerators of Contrivances. "It's our job to recruit the tops and give the mechanical scum the drops!"

Well, hey, you read the headline! If you didn't, you're a scrub lord and we'll tell you again. This is EVI-O-C, also known as the Eviscerators of Contrivances. (if you don't speak in big words, that basically means we bonk the putt-putters... oh for-- robot killers, man!) Our #1 goal throughout this escapade is to gather us some formidable allies to aid us in cleansing our company of those metallic doppelgangers. Do you consider yourself among the top percent, the cream of the crop, the "privileged class" of Mann Co. and Team Fortress 2? If your answer is, as follows: "yes", "yeah", "yep", "absolutely", "affirmative", "amen", "aye", "beyond a doubt", "definitely", "indubitably", "most assured", "naturally", "unquestionably", "true dat", or "Where the phlog do I sign up?!?", then you are most welcome here! If not, then you are most definitelty a couch potato living off of Sandvich and Crit-A-Cola, and should go taunt kill a Sentry Gun.