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originally posted in:Terror Americus
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Edited by Moxxyyy:
2/3/2016 1:42:58 PM
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Terror Americus; Waiting list
Hi everybody!
We have recently hit the cap for maximum in game clan representation on Xbox and Playstation, so I thought the creation of a register like this would be a good place for those looking to represent the clan in game to lodge their interest. I will be sorting through our current members and deactivating representation for those who have been inactive for a considerable amount of time. Please don't be concerned if you are on a bit of a hiatus from the game, I will be doing some checking before removing anyone. If you already have Terror Americus under you name in game, there's no need to put your name on the register.
With all that said, if you would like to represent Terror Americus please register your interest in the format below.
Name:
Gamertag:
Console:
Country of Origin:
While we are open to members of all nationalities, American and Canadian members will get some small preference. If you hail from Britain, Australia or Europe though, we've got you covered. There's already an awesome clan just like this one from your part of the globe, so just follow the links below!
Terror Britannia:
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Detail/1065478
Terror Australis:
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Detail/112151
Terror Europa:
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Detail/1220755
Thanks everybody and Welcome in the family!
English
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