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Mid/Low Skill, 6v6
atombomb
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imagine being teammates with me and waking up everyday knowing you have access to the goat honestly what a blessed lucky life
mid/d4 roamer
d4 demo, rusty on demo but grind a lot, will get back into shape quickly
limited off-season time, otherwise 192021 everyday
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believe me you’ll be glad to have access to the goat
very keen and skillful player, get him before someone else does
bump trialing d4 teams now
Atombomb jumps and the whole map shakes,
One rocket fired—then the skyline breaks.
He surfs through the air with a clean, sharp strafe,
You hear that launch? You are not safe.
He bombs your Medic, lands the shot,
Two rockets later—the team gets dropped.
High through the choke, then down like lead,
One flash of red: your combo’s dead.
Market Gardener raised up high,
He falls like thunder out of the sky.
One clean swing, one crit, one sound—
Your ragdoll’s halfway underground.
No wasted rockets, no mistimed flight,
Just perfect sync and height done right.
From roof to point, from spawn to flank,
He bombs your backline, farms your rank.
So sound the bugle, clear the lane—
Atombomb’s airborne once again.
When Soldier bombs, the lobby knows:
Atombomb jumps.
Your Medic goes.
Atombomb jumps and the whole map shakes,
One rocket fired—then the skyline breaks.
He surfs through the air with a clean, sharp strafe,
You hear that launch? You are not safe.
He bombs your Medic, lands the shot,
Two rockets later—the team gets dropped.
High through the choke, then down like lead,
One flash of red: your combo’s dead.
Market Gardener raised up high,
He falls like thunder out of the sky.
One clean swing, one crit, one sound—
Your ragdoll’s halfway underground.
No wasted rockets, no mistimed flight,
Just perfect sync and height done right.
From roof to point, from spawn to flank,
He bombs your backline, farms your rank.
So sound the bugle, clear the lane—
Atombomb’s airborne once again.
When Soldier bombs, the lobby knows:
Atombomb jumps.
Your Medic goes.
Atombomb jumps and the whole map shakes,
One rocket fired—then the skyline breaks.
He surfs through the air with a clean, sharp strafe,
You hear that launch? You are not safe.
He bombs your Medic, lands the shot,
Two rockets later—the team gets dropped.
High through the choke, then down like lead,
One flash of red: your combo’s dead.
Market Gardener raised up high,
He falls like thunder out of the sky.
One clean swing, one crit, one sound—
Your ragdoll’s halfway underground.
No wasted rockets, no mistimed flight,
Just perfect sync and height done right.
From roof to point, from spawn to flank,
He bombs your backline, farms your rank.
So sound the bugle, clear the lane—
Atombomb’s airborne once again.
When Soldier bombs, the lobby knows:
Atombomb jumps.
Your Medic goes.
add me if you’re still LFT bro :)