"Ancient Chinese proverb: One neighbor builds a fence. Two neighbors enjoy it"
-Heartcutter
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| Big Brother, Little Brother... and Pee Wee too (4 of 4) | | | Author: | | | IP: | XXXX | | Date: | 09/17/99 06:09 | | Game Type: | Starcraft | | Labels: | none | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 4, Max: 8, Min: 6
Lifetime Rating for Heartcutter: 7.5238 |    | So, as I was levelling his main, I floated a CC over to 12 to expand.
The floating CC came under fire. Boggle?
I scan. He has a FULLY Developed expansion at 12. He replaced his main in short order, but I knew I left a mark. Also, I noticed that his main was completely mined out. Damn! That's some fast work.
So I float the CC back to my base, and effect repairs. This CC was eventually destined for the bottom right corner island.
And he was trying to expand again. This time at 9.
No way. Don't even think it. Cletus' fourth brother was dispatched along with a friend to quell that. My opponent must have had an observer, for as the vultures left the base, he cancelled the warping expansion.
Now it was just about payback. For Cletus, for Deon, and for Bork. Wait, scratch that. Bork was injured when his tank exploded, but survived relatively unscathed (?). All of his hair was burnt off, he reeked like a cesspool, and had a scratch on his leg. Wait, he was missing a leg. I meant the good leg had a scratch. Well, it was a little bit bigger than a scratch. A lot bigger.
But Bork wasn't down for the count. Annie rushed over and applied medication and anasthetics, and once more, Bork was leading the charge.
Since my opponent was skilled, I chose to defeat him skillfully. I rolled four tanks up to the top left portion of my plateau. There I sieged up, knowing that I can shell his entrance from where they are stationed.
As Bork's tanks rolled into the 12:00 natural, the Goons struck.
Actually, more like struck out.
The four tanks on the ledge made some serious cajun soup out of those goons. This kind of attack he was doing was to first engage the enemy with the goons, then Psi storm the shit out of any enemy troops. It's very effective against infantry.
What infantry?
Oh. That's right. Annie. Annie was unfortunately fried.
But Bork proceeded on, and in a matter of minutes, forced through the choke and once again muttered his famous words:
'You lose. Asshole.'
Cletus' fourth brother unfortunately died as well. Which made for a very small family reunion.
-HC
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Notes: My opponent was not an asshole. He was very sportsmanlike.
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Hehe. HAHA! Do you actually think that I'll let that live?!? Do you?!?
Lock and load, gentlemen. Know your terrain. Know your range. Reach out and bitchslap someone.
OOooh. That's gotta hurt!
Good luck trying to stop me! If you can manage to stop these 16 tanks, I'll build another 16 and I'll try again! Bwhahaha!
Bork: 'Do me a favor and die.'
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