"My attempt to kill 3 Protoss players with lings, hydras and lurks went down harder than a drunken 90-year old woman with a broken hip."
---Gemini--
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| Three Kingdoms, Three Species | | | Author: | | | IP: | XXXX | | Date: | 11/13/99 02:11 | | Game Type: | Starcraft | | Labels: | none | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 1, Max: 7, Min: 7
Lifetime Rating for Wisest~Yoda: 4.8000 |  |
This is one of my first BR's so don't expect too much. This one is text-only, but soon I will probably be making a graphic heavy report on a "certain game". (Calm down Bob)
Ahem
Wisest~Yoda here, reporting a three way FFA taking place on the map of Three Kingdoms. Hope I don't disapoint you too much.
Legal Notice: I assume no responsibility if this BR causes you to become pregnant, Spontaniously Combust, or suffer from Instant Death Syndrom
Vital Info
Map: Three Kingdoms
Players:
BB_Chargon -Random Blue Terran, started in the upper left portion of the map.
`Darnath -Random Red Protoss, his nexus warped in at the lower-mid starting location.
{DD}Fatboy -Random Teal Zerg, he began his infestation at the upper-right start location.
Early Game
At the Terran Outpost...
Commander Chargon looked out the window of his newly built command center. He saw nothing but a wasteland of desert and pavement surrounding him. Thinking to himself, he wondered why the UED choose to send him to this desolate place. However, his thought were quickly interupted by a message from Radar Control.
"Commander, our scanners are picking up alien heat signatures from the East and Southeast. Orders, sir?"
Damn, he thought to himself. What was supposed to be a simple mining operation had just possibly turned into a all out war. He knew this planet was small, and the resources were scarce. Quickly thinking, he ordered the standard 4 SCVs to be deployed, and sent them mining minerals. With the press of a button, he sent a command to the contruction bay to begin the manufacturing of a new SCV.
Meanwhile, at the Protoss Stronghold...
Praetor Darnath awoke from his deep hypno-sleep. It had been a twisting experiance, warping with his nexus from the Protoss homeworld of Auir. He knew what his mission was. Collect resources to fund the construction of great Protoss warships. Darnath wondered for a second if there would be resistance... No time for that, he reminded himself. Ordering the robotic probes to begin their collection of precious minerals, he concentrated on the psycic eminations comming from the small planet on which his base was set up. He felt a wave of terror and hatred, so great it nearly knocked him backwards. "Zerg" he thought to himself, "There are Zerg on this Adun-forsaken planet" He also felt a lesser sense of greed. Probably the Terran scum. He was not looking forward to the future battles.
Within the Zerg Hive Cluster...
Cerebrate Fatboy felt the hatchery he controlled morph from a spawning pile of goo into a fully formed hatchery in a matter of seconds. He could feel its energy flowing through him. Finally, he was in control of his own brood. Fatboy was rebel cerebrate; he had severed his link with the overmind mere hours ago. Physically, he (it?) was still on the planet Char, but his brood, yes MY brood he thought, was on a small planet near Tarsonis. It was fairly rich in resources, but that's not what the evil cerebrate was thinking of. He only had one thought on his twisted mind.
Blood.
To be continued...
This is just the start... I'm wondering what other people think of my writing style/design/etc... Please comment, if I get positive feedback, I will probably finish this within the next couple of days...
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