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| Temple Wars: Return of the Docter | | | Author: | | | IP: | gateway.XXXX | | Date: | 11/16/00 09:11 | | Game Type: | Starcraft | | Labels: | none | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 2, Max: 8, Min: 7
Lifetime Rating for Monty Pylon: 6.0390 |   | Temple Wars: Return of the Docter
Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends come inside, come inside. Yes to day we have a good old fashion drinking contest. Today's beverage of choice? A few frosty cans of whoop ass. Yes, this 2v2 battle really heated things up on the battlefield and but enough talk lets head to the game.
Todays contestants are a group of names you may or may not know. First off, representing the westsiiiiiiiiiiiiiideeeeeeee with the gang colors of teal and purple...[FLS]prozerran and TeRRanFlaVor. Keepin it real in the east its [LoR]-Curly and from the way east accompanied to the ring by Lara......Dr.Zchivago.
The combatant's step onto The Lost Temple and fate deals the cards. Fate is my kind of lady as all players except the good doctor, are dealt the feisty and tenacious terrans. Dr.Zchivago is given a protoss regime to crush his human foes.
It's north to south and east meets west as TerranFlavor(now written in none big letter-small letter form) lands his center at 12 and [FLS]prozerran(if you think I'm messing with this name you are out of your mind) landing his cc at 6. The protoss warp a great nexus claiming the 3 position for Dr.Zchivago(Also a name I do not mess with) and at 9 a terran faction claims it's land for Spain. Since Spain was not present to accept this award it has been given to [LoR]-Curly or Curly from now on.
Before we begin I issue a strong apology to those who's names has been altered. It is no sigh of disrespect but I must do for the sake of my hands and their children.
Anyhoo, Peon builds beget early game builds and the terrans begin with the standard 2 depot and a rax wall in. Dr.Zchivago elects to build a pylon and 2 gates. Early scouting begins with Dr.Zchivago scouting 12 and partner Curly scouting 6. [FLS]prozerran scouting 9 and partner TerranFlavor scouting 3. The inevitable happens with everyone finding each other. A quick snoop job and then the mad dash to out run the zealot or marine. A few make it and others don't. The winners will continue to the finals and the losers to the scrap heap. The winner of the finals will then go to the regional finals to face Peon Sanders and maybe become Scout numero uno.
As you all say collectively, "What the hell???" I have finished the next builds.
TerranFlavor looks to be going mass infantry with 2 bays upgrading away. He has built a factory and gets tanks to guard the entrance to his main. He also fixes to float a cc to his natural and builds an academy as he waits. [FLS]prozerran appears to be going tank drop as he builds a fac and a port and immediately begins tank and dropship production. Curly has expanded early to his natural and he too has a begun tank production. Partner Dr.Zchivago has a core, a forge and is working on getting shuttles and reavers. While he waits for his support bay he begins to pump goons from 3 gates.
Skip ahead and the key to terran Lost Temple warfare shows its ugly head. [FLS]prozerran loads a tank, marines and an scv into a dropships and heads for the toss natural. Drop is made and a terran tree of life springs up. The tank sieges and a bunker/turret combo is erected.
But Dr.Zchivago is set to show that toss can cliff as good as any terran. A shuttle with 1 probe is flown to the 12 natural cliff. It begins a ring of cannons and soon the unsuspecting scv's are caught in a rainstorm of energy fire. A tank and marines are set to rectify the problem when a problems arise down south.
Curly has been busy massing wraiths from 3 starports. The large wraith fleet cloaks and charges into the light anti air defense of [FLS]prozerran's main. By now [FLS]prozerran has his own group of wraiths but they are out numbered and outgunned and die quickly. Scv's rally to save the main and build turrets. Many peons die before the turrets and new wraiths arrive. Cloak power drains and the fleet is forced to run from marines. They head for the 12 natural to see what damage they can do.
The cannons at the 12 natural cliff have been effective but a lone tank is crushing the out of range cannons. A squad of goons and zealots charge into the natural and fly by marines who take free shots at the protoss warriors. The goons and zealots kill the tank and engage the marines. of 4 goons and five zealots, 1 goon lives to harass the peon line. A new tank is moved in and the protoss threat is eliminated. It's around this time that those wraiths I mentioned earlier showed up. They fire down upon peons but rallied marines from 5 barracks convince them to fight elsewhere. The tank kills the remaining cannons but a single pylon stands just out of range and will remain there for quite some time.
It is now TerranFlavors turn to heat things up and drops a tank/scv/marine combo at the 9 natural cliff. Thankfully for Curly a few tanks of his own guard the natural and the drop is forced back. They set up shop away from the cliff edge and out of any effective attack.
Curly elects to expand again and this time chooses the northern island. The island expo is guarded by turrets/tanks and bunkers and remains untouched through most of the game.
Dr.Zchivago know he needs to increase his economy but the 3 cliff tanks pose a real threat to anything in the valley below. A reaver drop fails to remove them but a cloaked wraith fleet from Curly sends the tanks and rines a packin. The wraiths continue to patrol the map and target the 9 cliff forces for the next assault. They dive onto the huddle enemy and shred the forces without mercy. A pool of blood and a little wreckage is all that remains.
I see that [FLS]prozerran has his own wraith fleet as well as a large number of tanks. They head for the middle of the map. I also see that a large purple snake is crawlignacross the mini map. That however is not the case. It is in fact column after column of marines and medics that can't wait to do some harm. The combined army heads west and plans for a siege of Curly. They set up outside the choke and prepare for a push. Tanks siege and marines gather together. The wraiths cloak and it looks like all hell is about to break loose. A few marines step forward and are paint the walls red as a tank shell separates the men from their guns..as well as their spleens, kidneys and a few limbs. Wraiths and marines move in and intercept turrets and tanks. Curly's own wraiths counter and blast the enemy planes from the sky. The marines are pasted by the tank fire and the invaders regroup behind a wall of freshly made turrets. They catch a breather then catch a cap in their ass as an army of goons and zealots attack from the rears. The situation is hopeless as the invaders find themselves swimming in a sea of fire. Goon blasts and wraith lasers mow down the helpless tanks and infantry. As soon as the last turret explodes and the last tank dies a counterstike is planed. The target? TerranFlavor.
The army of goons and the fleet of wraiths fly and march towards the 12 natural. The wraiths fly straight into a trap and are overtaken by infantry and comsat scans. The goons are killed by tanks and wave after wave of stubborn marines. The weary fighters go to their corners and wait for the next round.
*DING*
Revenge is on the minds of TerranFlavor and [FLS]prozerran and they want blood. Since the terrans didn't crack then maybe the protoss will. From the north a group of tanks rolls down the hills. By their side are the brave men and women of the marine/medic corps. from the south a tanks, scv's and wraiths collect at the 3 valley choke. As I watch the two armies march on I get a song stuck in my head. I will now reenact what I heard.
WAR..un..good God ya'll...what is it good for..absolutly nothin..oooooooooo...WAR...un good God...say it again....WAR
As the 60's rage inside my head the tanks siege and scv's build turrets. A few cannons and a goon or two stand guard over the natural.
Dr.Zchivago tells Curly he needs help and Curly responds with a counter attack on [FLS]prozerran. [FLS]prozerran had taken his mineral only and had moved a few tanks in as well as set up bunker and turret defenses. A strange rumble shakes the foundation of the expo and every marine looks up to see a black, nasty, armed to the teeth cloud above their heads. For anybody who says terrans are weak say this with me...BC's own me. Yes they do. The behemoths blast the defenses and crack the cc as if it were an egg resting on a bed of nails. The wraiths hovering around 3 cloak and head off to deal with this new threat. They manage to concentrate and kill five cruisers but more and more arrived. I looked over at Curly and saw why. He had 6 starports and 3 armories. His cruisers were now 3/3/3 and the wraiths were swapped from the air like a fly hit with the sports section.
Dr.Zchivago was not as lucky. His natural was killed by tanks and marines. The tank push had worked up his ramp and killed every goon and reaver produced as soon as it touched the ground. The protoss main had fallen adn Dr.Zchivago's only structure was the pylon still sitting on the 12 natural cliff.
Curly is still producing BC's and has a control group fleet at his disposal. The air force heads to the 6 main and targets the factory. Two control groups of wraiths fly in to save the main from destruction. Comsats are released and the two fleets stand toe to toe. A boxing match between the fast and lightfooted and the big and hulky. Its when the fast try to be hulky when the scales tip in the big mans favor. Going toe to toe is not good with wraiths verses BC's and the wraith fleet is decimated. The BC's stand supreme and unchallenged and the main crumbles to the ground. [FLS]prozerran fights on with his natural and mineral only operational, as well as having a barracks and factory just outside the 3 natural.
In response to the attack on his partner, TerranFlavor loads marines into dropships and attacks the northern island. The expo falls and marines and medics are rallied to save [FLS]prozerran's mineral only. The infantry are massacred by the capital ships and their blood is soon covered by the burning shards from [FLS]prozerran's cc. At his natural, [FLS]prozerran orders scv's to build turrets. The BC's engage the turrets and it is the last stand for the terran commander. Scv's race to repair but laser batteries reduce their numbers. The winner emerges as Curly but razing the natural has come at a price of half his fleet. The injured BC fleets meets in the center with a new wing of ships. The combined air force heads for the 3 mineral only which is now occupied by TerranFlavor. The fleet engages the light defenses when missiles are fire from unseen foes. The ships are in lockdown and half the fleet is trapped.
Nuclear Launch Detected
The imfamous warning strikes panic as the remaining fleets takes cover. Five ships are trapped in the target zone. A desperate search begins and the ghost is nowhere to be seen. One of Dr.Zchivago's observers moves south and finds the cloaked assassin. The fleet targets and incinerates the would be disaster and as soon as the effects of lockdown wear off, they head for the 12 main and natural.
Sadly, Dr.Zchivago does not make it to the end of this war. A group of wraiths from TerranFlavor find the pylon and kill it along with a win for Dr.Zchivago.
The end is near as the BC's blast through the natural and main. Wraiths and marines are not enough to stop the inevitable and the main falls.
Not one to quit, [FLS]prozerran fights to the last and ordrs his last tanks and scv's to prepare a siege of Curly's main. The siege outside the valley between 9 and 6 and destroy armories and starports. Their destruction is a mute point as the BC fleet once again descends upon the terran forces. With nothing left to fight the plague of BC's the two concede.
GAME OVER
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