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| the Wasted Weekend | | | Author: | | | IP: | ares.uwiXXXX | | Date: | 03/28/01 11:03 | | Game Type: | Starcraft | | Labels: | none | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 1, Max: 5, Min: 5
Lifetime Rating for Dampiere: 5.0000 |  | the Wasted Weekend
Okay guys, the name's Dampiere. I have been reading Breps.com for over a year now and i have only contributed a couple of comments thus far. this will be my first submission so be gentle.
This is also all text and features a PVT on Lost Temple. but, on to the story.
It all started on Friday night. I was at the gym, getting ready to go home when Katy asks me to come back to her place and watch a movie. since Katy lives with her folks, this is in no way a guarantee that my Friday night is gonna be all action packed, but oh well, can't be all about the nookie every day :).
So anyways, off we go to the video store, then her house, meet her Pops (man, i hate that meet the pops stuff, there you are, saying hi to the man that has fed, clothed and protected his little girl from all the evil of this world, only to have her bring home aforementioned evil..) We watch Scary Movie and the 13th Warrior and then i leave.
on the way down, i decide to go clubbing..
Bear in mind, i am goin home from the gym and a girls house.. i am wearing sweats and a tee shirt... this is Not a GQ moment! so anyways, i get to the club and see 3 women leaving as i pull up.
The guys on the sidewalk are doing the international guy on the sidewalk to passing flygirl thing.
"Princess!"
"Nice girl!"
"Hey there, Tiffany!"
"Hello Miss Chin!"
I walk past them all as the women enter the parking lot. The three women are as follows:
the first is clear skinned with curly hair framing her face, which limits my view somewhat. She's wearing a black top and an ankle length skirt with splits on both sides to the hip. Hips and ass fill out the skirt in a decidedly pleasing way. Top it all off, the girl has a sashay that makes it Work.
I know that sashay.
I better!
Or that mace is gonna sting!
The second is slim, small breasted with braids, wearing a figure hugging calf length one piece. The shape is not very exciting to me, but maybe I lack imagination. She looks familiar too.
The third, oh boy, Big. About 5'11, maybe 190lbs, kinda girl never been in a fight cause nobody needs an ass whuppin that bad. Dark too, the kinda dark that made the words Strong, Black Woman world famous. She's in black figure hugging pants and a pink top that gives the outline of what could be C cup breasts. Cant pay much attention to that though, cause them arms look all powerful. Kinda arms that'll slap the shit outya if you try to get all fresh!
I'm walkin behind 'em.
We're clear, no one really near.
I can see 'em better now.
I make my move.
I grab the one in the skirt from behind, put my arms around her neck and line my body with hers to minimise her ability to potentally damage me.
"Yo baby, you know I like you, talk to me a minute, would you?"
Her friends freeze, they are scared shitless! Interesting, this is how people get jacked and then talk bout niggaz comin' outta nowhere..hmm.
let that be a lesson.
KEEP YA DAMN HEAD UP AND KNOW WHERE YOU ARE AT ALL TIMES! ITS THE YEAR 2001 AND MOTHAFUCKAZ IS HUNGRY! DONT BE A DAMN VICTIM!
Back to the mothafuckin story.
So the chick I grabbed turns in my grasp and I smile sweetly.
"Hey Darlin!"
"You (my name), you scared the shit out of me!"
"No fears, Darlin, but i knew you said you'd be out and about tonite so i tried to find you.. Proud a me? and i havent even bathed yet!"
Laughter and intros all around.
The slim girl is Marcy, the Big girl is Alex and the skirt is Mine.. heh.
So after lots of laughing and flirting in the parking lot amid discussion i find that, yes, i do know the slim girl, we used to do Taekwondo together. (doin tkd and freezes when one attacker rushes three of them..grrr. anyways)
she's not into tkd anymore, she has since taken up bellydancing.
Thats right, bellydancing. Is it hot in here?
so she gives us a small demo. it is definately hot in here! somebody turn on a hose!
*sputter* thats better...
so, they wanna leave and go to another club. I tag along. It's about 1 am. Never been to this club before. But the guy at the gate does Martial Arts, so i know him. Nice to know if shit happens, the bouncer will go easy on you, or look the other way ;).
I go in, we hang out and see people.
I see one of Katy's best friends.
He sees me.
There.
With three women.
When last he heard I was gonna be hanging with Katy.
Shit happens.
Then to the dance floor. I can't dance. I can grind, however. So thats what happens til nearly 4 am. I'm still in my sweats. My car is across town at the other club. Then the police show up and have the music turned off, just as i was getting into "Jump" by House of Pain. Club sucks ass, we left.
Then we picked up my ride and i followed them all home. No, I'm not a gentleman, but times are too rough for me to let women go into their houses unmonitored in the wee hours. my conscience isn't quite dead yet! Workin on it though! :)
I get home about 4 something and call Katy to let her know i am home (she worries). Tell her i went where with the girls. She prolly doesnt like it but i told her i might not go straight home. 'Sides, we are not involved. Much. Hmm.
Sleep.
Patience, it's coming.
Next day, my dad wakes me. I roll out to buy parts for my car. No go. make a Doctors visit to check myself out, clean bill so far. Cool. me = 1, my car = 0. Then i pass by my schools computer science lab and find a lan game of starcraft in progress, capture the flag. I chill and check mail. Just for fun, lemme do a mini brep of their game.
The map?? sorry guys, no clue. i came in the middle and all i can tell you is, it looked big and wasnt BGH or any other mucho money map. And it was land with cliffs.
the players
Bam - aka Bamling aka Bling - so named cuz he loves to ling rush. always Zerg, not bad, but lacks that killer instinct. Kinda guy wants to finish it all in one rush.
RED ZERG
Keno - can play, good all around, always Protoss. cheap bastard who likes DTs and carrier fleets. Nice guy in real life, but the kinda guy you really hate when there are 8 fully loaded carriers swinging over your cliff.
YELLOW TOSS
Dave - always Zerg. hates my guts. Thinks i am after his sister. Why do people think i am always after their sisters, wives, girlfriends?
Why? Oh well, at least they don't think i'm gay.
GREEN ZERG
When i enter, the peons are mining away, Bam has at least 4 bases and the entire left side of the map is his. Last i heard, Powering Zerg is a Bad Thing! And this faggot is expanding all over the map! Dave and Keno are having border clashes and expanding a little. They both have two expansions each. So we know the economies are rolling. But a look at Bam's minimap and comparison to Keno's and Dave's makes you realise that these boys are gonna have probs if the dont wake up and engage soon.
lets look at tech.
Keno has gone with the very popular mass Goons to Carrier rush.
Dave is going Hydra/Muta.
and Bam? Oh, well, he is using Hydras for defense of his beacon and going Mutas. and Greater Spire. And mass mutas (3+ control groups) with greater spire plus the bags of cash from what are now five operational bases = ....
But what's this?
Keno is attacking Dave! Correction, Keno is devouring Dave like Samuel L Jackson had that dead guy's Big Kahuna Burger in Pulp Fiction.
How you ask? 'Member that carrier rush i was telling yall about? Apparently Dave was havin so much fun, he never tried to infiltrate the base and scout about. Oh well, so down goes Daves main, spores firing, Hydras exploding, lots of organic matter falling to the psionic might of the almighty carrier rush.
And then came the probe.
This next part was just plain funny.
Dave chases and kills the probe.
Keno kills the attackers and sends for another probe to pick up the baton.
Dave sends reinforcements. and a Drone.
Reinforcements try to cover drone as he escapes.
Reinforcements and drone fall to carriers.
Finally Keno makes it to base with flag, and Dave is eliminated.
GG Dave.
So now, logically, Keno turns his sights on Bam. Who is totally fuckin up one of Keno's two expansions with his 14 upgraded Guardians. Ouch!
So Keno attacks. With his carriers. He's prolly snickering to himself as he remembers how badly carriers own guardians.
So he bears down on Bam's guardians, with blood in his eye and his finga on dat trigga! and just as he line dat guardian up and start firin, intent on smokin dose motha.....
yall will recall, i said 3+ control groups of mutas, right? and i said 14 guardians, right?
so that leaves a couple of control groups unaccounted for, right?
Now which bright lad can guess what became of those 2 control groups?
Yes, Timmy?
They got tired and went home?
No Timmy, you're retarded.. anyone else? yes Sally?
They went to Dave's funeral?
No dear, there wasn't anything left of Dave to bury.
Anyone else? yes Drefsab?
Anyone can plainly see that the only viable recourse of the powering zerg vs the might of a protoss carrier armada is to ..
BANG!BANG!BANG!
Heartcutter, why'd you shoot Drefsab?
Talks too much!
True, heres a gold star for Heartcutter.
Anyways, as yall probably guessed by now, the other mutas had become...DeVOURERS!
So, the carriers ran smack into a big bag of devourers. and when the acid spore damage started, it weren't pretty. Please note, up to now, i have not mentioned one psionic storm or even a templar. and since, the acid spores slow rate of fire and flying speed on what are already some pretty slow vehicles, and since the devourers do splash damage on the vehicles that tend to travel all clumped up, and there was no templar to storm the no ground attack having devourers.. well, 24+ upgraded devourers > 8 battle damaged carriers. (or is it < ? or ^ ? this is not good for someone who's supposed to be learning C++ :(
So anyways, that was that for Keno's resistance, apart from a few hastily summoned dragoons who fell to concentarated guardian fire.
Bam proceeded to roll over every one of Keno's bases with his guards before sending a lone drone to collect the flag and ferry it to the beacon ending a decent game.
Do you have the heart to take more? More, you ask? This stupid newbie has more? Well, yeah.. remember that PVT on LT?
You do? Cool!
well, anyways, after that matchup i wanted a game, but everybody had shit to do, girls to go be with, movies to watch..
Crouching Tiger is very worth your money, go watch it. Again.
So, i challenged anyone to a game of starcraft. Andrew said,"Sure"
We waited a while.
"Andrew you haven't made a game yet."
"I thought you were making the game"
"Oh"
Now, i know Temple is overplayed, yadda yadda, but, the fact is, i know the map and i didnt know how well he knew it or which ones he knew. So i went for the familiar ground to everyone. Everyone who reads Breps.com anyways. heh.
So i made Temple and selected Terran.
Why Terran? Everyone says they suck, they aren't the shit, etc. Well, i like 'em. Pure and simple. And when i first started playing, the asswhoopin would commence. Those guys in the lab would kick the shit outta me, with comments like,
"Terrans? Why Terrans? They aren't the shit.."
Then DT rush and me with no detection. Or
"Terrans, huh?"
And along come 6 really early zerglings. Or
"Give it up son, you'll never make anything of those weak pathetic earthlings"
Carriers with observer support reducing my wraiths and ghosts to fireballs and crimson stains. Not to mention that my micro sucked ass and i wasn't anywhere near a competent player.
Also, they had this weird rule. In any game with Terrans, take them out first.
So i thought, why?
Why take 'em out first, if they'll never amount to anything? If you make 'em a priority, that must mean they are important or you consider them a threat. It also meant that if i could survive the early game with Terrans, then i could shove some pointy shit up their combined Zerg and Protoss asses. Like a damn Nuke!
So, *sigh* now that THAT's explained, on to the game.
Dampiere - Chosen Red Terran - 9 Oclock
Andrew - Random Yellow Protoss - 3 Oclock
okay, so i clone my drones to a mineral patch and queue #5. On 8 barracks at choke, depot on 9
and 10. The wall is completed, a bunker is begun behind the barracks. I send an SCV to scout the start points and see what i am up against. I love the 9 starting point because in order to walk to your choke, your opponents have to walk past your cliff. Next academy, refinery, engineering bay, depot, factory.
Bigga finds Andrew after scouting clockwise. He reports 1 gateway, cybercore, and forge. Okay, no zealot rush here, that leaves goons and/or DT.
DT?!?!?! argh!
"TIMMY! Move yu bloodclaat and go build a turret by the bunker!"
"Yes, sir!"
Bigga then narrowly escapes being shot and killed by a dragoon. I tell im to go to the 12 natural and chill. I wanna expand there, but can't defend that yet.
Shortly after, i start a machine shop and research siege, waiting for the money to come online for tanks. And then, along come two cutlass weilding shimmery sons of bitches... make that sons of Aiur. Hmm. And then they wander happily in range of my turret and they arent so shimmery anymore. The boys in the bunker are all happy for a lil target practise to relieve the tedium and since range and stim are all in the mix, they do what rednecks to best.. shoot the hell outta shit!
Andrew: "Hey, those shits are expensive!"
Damp: "Then put 'em on fixed deposit or somethin, but keep 'em away from me"
Silence descends on the lost temple. there is one DT left, heavily damaged. He sits at my natural, scouting. So i ask Carlton the tank driver to hail up the DT. I scan, Carlton fires.
I scan again, Carlton fires again. Just as we gettin a rhythm, the DT goes puff! Oh well.
Andrew: "the Hotkeys, where are my Hotkeys!"
Dave: "Been a while, has it Andrew?"
So anyways, i have a starport online now and i am thinking of every dirty trick in the protoss arsenal and how to plug them. i have about 14 scvs on minerals, 3 on gas, bout a dozen marines, a medic and 2 firebats, 1 wraith for scouting, and two seige tanks. Oh, also the science facility is finished, we are upgrading infantry armor and attack, and we are awaiting..
"Explorer reporting!" Ahh, yeah!
So, my wraith sends me some news. The underhanded protoss bastard has had the temerity, the audacity, the unmitigated gall to expand, and not only that, to his NATURAL!
This is an insult, an outrage, and furthermore...aw fuck it, load up a tank, some marines and carry the explorer with ya, have fun!
So, we proceed to cliff seige the faggots, and blow them to kingdom come. Mental note, dont cliff seige with one tank, wastes time. 2 is the minimum.
While this is happening, another dropship reaches the top left island, unloads an scv who starts a CC.
So far, i am doing the Heartcutter and it's working. Yes, i am clumsy and nervous, but it's working. All hail Heartcutter!
So far the tally is, one expansion totalled, couple of scouts killed, one carrier damaged and retreated out of range (Sheeit! C'mon back and fight ya damn soap on a rope!) and my 2/2 marines get fried by a sneaky templar's storm when i ain't lookin. (got back in time to see the stains on the ground)
My main is mined out, so i drop the scvs onto the island and proceed to work it. I also start an exp on the bottom left island. So, anyways, now flyboy in the wraith tells me the protoss have an exp at 12. So i send a control group of marines. No medics, no tanks. Why? Gimme a break! I made a mistake all right! I was nervous, had no ready medics, and no tanks to spare. Also, on that exp, he had Stargates. STARGATES! No carriers up MY ass thank you very much! That exp had to go offline!
The expansion was organised thusly.. Nexus at the centre, pylons below nexus, cannons and stargates alternating around pylons. Problem. He had cannons protecting his stargates. No prob if i had tanks, but...
so i stimmed the guys, and ran 'em up to the minerals. No cannons and the probes went down. While this was happening, i had Bigga (remember him?) construct another barracks at the 12 natural where he had been practising his secret technique, Crouching Terran Booger Pick!
The scouts he had been building attacked my marines and we had it out. But with a barracks right behind sending reinforcements, he couldn't hold out much longer, also tank back up on the way and vultures with mines en route.
Then 2 of my medics screamed and died. Feedback! Grrr. I hate DTs and DAs. The vultures rushed the DA and cornered his ass near the 12 naturals southmost minerals. Scratch one DA.
i checked my expansions. Left top was great.
Right bottom was just getting started. And him? well, 12 still operational but no probes since i last passed by, natural unpopulated and main dry. So, no, no exp.. wait a minute, what is that on the 12 mineral only? A Nexus, just warping in, with pylons?
All available personnel, stim and charge!
It went down and the probe beeped once for mercy, but those who consort with DT and DA must pay the price.
I was concentrating on massing units and starving him out. Also the bottom right exp recieved a Nuke silo.
Muhuhuhahahhahah!
and then..
Andrew: "What time is it? Shit, i'm late!"
Dampiere: "WHAT? You're kidding!"
Andrew : "Sorry, gotta go!"
Andrew has left the game.
Aargh. That sucks.
Oh well, lessons learned.
1) Gonna cliff siege? use more than one tank, the element of surprise is too valuable to waste and the longer you take to level the joint and kill the jiggers, the more time the counter attack has to engage. Counter includes psi storm.
2) Expansion denial is vital!
3) Should have used ghosts, lockdown would have totalled his scouts and carriers faster.
4)New rule, every 8 marines, make 2 medics + 1 siege tank. Be flexible as finances/circumstances warrant. If i had seige, that 12 exp woulda been put in the ground instead of just offline.
5) Research irradiate for DTs and HTs. They got skills, so do you, burn 'em!
6) Shoulda taken down the marines and tank from the cliff on his natural. This is debatable since he had to spend time and money getting me off instead of just rebuilding and better securing his exp. Hmmm.
i guess that's it.
Later, i went and visited the fly girl from the club. We hung out, watched TV, practised breathing in tandem and sweating with her mom in the other room, then i went home.
Be cool, be gentle and All Hail the Book Of Heartcutter. Comments welcome.
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