While I haven't done all too great against them, I've been facing more and moar and Mohr masters as of recent... I feel it. I CAN DO IT! CONFIDENCE! CAPSLOCK!
So anyways, back to battle report.
replay : http://drop.sc/340280
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'Twas a fine good day, on the map Whirl Wind! Ol' boy Johnson scouting around as he ought to, checking all the things. Then suddenly, off in the creep, he noticed an irregularity.
Oh what could this be, this magical extractor, appearing so early in the game! Jonson jaunted about, analysists analyzed, and a conclusion was drawn; A rush!
Lings oh my!
Even no third, probe Johnson had provided, was not taken by the zerg. Peculiar, probes pondered, what preposterous plan could the zerg put together? A rush no doubt, we can nearly assure.
No third, what terd!
Time passed on without a sound nor a flutter. The zerg sad still in their base full of butter. The protoss were weary; the terran were hairy. We know not what is going about!!!
Even the front is fortified pie!
From a bird's eye view the watcher can now see, the zerg simply was doing a speedling expand-didledee. But what late expos! How many units! The scouting all pointed to one conclusion; a rush! Oh what a fool the protoss player was, oh how I would now go back and pull out his fuzz, for his incompetent lack of future scouting.
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All was not lost, through the quirky and queer, the protoss hallucinations scouted better than an overseer. A Lair! Oh contrair, no tech, but 2 evolution chambers. Who would do such a thing? What could come of such odd techniques? The protoss player thought hard and long, and after 2 pico seconds, decided "ULTRALISKS!".
Surely this zerg can't be as bad as I believe!
Erected were pylons, corrected were bad zerglings, and the protoss player's third came into being. Meanwhile the zerg made hydras, Oh how he tricked I! Or rather, my conclusions were made far too soon.
What came next but a small push, appearing out of the bush, but a small flirt with death. Crushed underfoot, triumphantly moving forwards, until reality smashed into the protoss player's face; Storm was not yet completed. Oh no, my beautiful high templar! Mourning were the protoss as the twin HT fell, even though the base had held off thanks to cannon fire.
So solemn about those templar.
The unit composition of the zerg was unforseen, as the protoss forces sat back home nice and clean. SwarmHosts they were, walking through the battle field, positioning their bodies to let loose the weapons they yield.
Oh no, a surprise attack!
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At the first signs of trouble, the protoss fell back on the double. Unseen enemies, siege-ing our third! Quick make some gates! Quick warp an oracle! Our fury may be boundless, but our time is ticking closer to death!
Oracle Oracle Oracle, where are you~, we need some help from you~!
Intensified, the siege did, as more adversaries arrived to assault the protoss. The voidrays defended, valiantly wielding their beams at the locusts, but the following hydralisks could not be focused. Units were traded for time, voidrays were slaughtered, and all the while all could be done was to pinch in a storm or two with templar.
And all the Haru could do was message right as a screen shot was taken.
The voidrays flying up above the sky, flew down to kill off the pesky little hosts. Yet the hydras stood strong, just barely holding on, while the locusts just beat down the base. Oh the sorrow, oh the death. Oh the units lost!
Oh the hydras, how powerful they must be!
The protoss resources grew large, losing control over macro. WIth the money he had, a stargate made could have been. With stargates, more voids and oracles may have been made, with which the zerg composition may have been eradicated. But did the protoss see his mistakes? Of course not, you fool, he's an idiot!
As the last few voids fall
With void numbers widdles down, the game was all but lost. In misery the protoss tried to hang on, but his chances were about as thin as convincing his brother to leave the house in a thong. The nexus went KABOOM! The hosts moved forwards like VROOOM! And the protoss GG'ed out; the game was gone.
So yeah I just started writing like that and It continued on like that. I don't know either. Anyways, I had fun, I hope you had some fun reading it too! I'll now go on to practice Mohr ladder-age, and I hope you guys have a fantabulous day! GL HF!
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