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| The Terra-Psi Project. 1-1 | | | Author: | | | IP: | modem21.XXXX | | Date: | 12/30/99 11:12 | | Game Type: | Starcraft | | Labels: | none | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 1, Max: 7, Min: 7
Lifetime Rating for ~:~Templar~:~: 7.0000 |  | The Terra-Psi project was put together to try to annihilate the Zerg presence from all
the planets in the galaxy. Since our leaders of war tried to stop all communication with
different races from different places, There were hundreds of the civilians that left their
former homes in order to continue with what they thought was right. The result of the
multitudes of Terran and Protoss were in mutual agreement that the Zerg were the biggest
threat that had even been in the galaxy, and that they should put aside their personal
aversion to different races and unite together. The resulting group was the Terran-Psi.
Since the old leaders had been left behind, new ones had to be selected. Each candidate
drew lots, as nobody wanted to deal with favoritism, so they left the choice to pure random
chance. As luck had it, I became the Co-leader on the Terran side and my partner was Gaergii,
a former general in the Protoss army. There were some feelings of dissatisfaction among the
troops on both sides, but generally everybody was happy with the new leaders.
Since the populace of our group was mainly civilians we decided that we needed to provide
rigorous training and exercise program, so that our renegade group would be more effective.
We were few in numbers, only a few thousand, but that would be a force to reckon with if they
were well trained.
One of our first decisions to make was which buildings and units we would use and train.
Some of the buildings, like shield batteries and Turrets were out of the question, because
the power sent from these structures caused disturbances in one another. We decided that
the only buildings that we couldn't use were Shield Batteries, Turrets, and Nuclear Silo's,
because all required heavy energy stores that conflicted.
So now that we knew what we were going to use, Gaergii and I knew that we needed a sizable
amount of money in order to do what we had planned. Since mineral chips were the standard
unit of money we had some in store, but we all knew that we definitely didn't have enough
for the size of operations we had in mind.
Gaergii and I tried everything to get more money. I received gifts from my family, since
my siblings all decided to stay and work in a plant that refines minerals, usually in large
quantities. It wasn't top grade ore but it would suffice to meet our purposes in the early
stages. Gaergii received at least as much as I did, as there was a surplus of minerals stored
at Shakuras, the Dark Templar hadn't been in war since there were banished from Auir, hundreds
of years ago.
Months passed, and we learned to get along. Terran and Protoss men trained alongside each
other, and when they were done for they day, they went down in droves to the local bars to
spend their personal money. In time, nobody really seemed to notice the difference between
the two races.
Our training schedule was coming along nicely. We had established a main base on Moria,
one of the richest planets in the galaxy, and had SCV's and Probes gathering up as many
minerals as we could get. We built Refineries and Assimilators to harvest the rich Vespene
fumes which could be cooled down to a solid and then mixed with minerals to be refined as a
tough tenacious metal, from which both Terran and Protoss armor could be produced. The cash
was flowing in faster that we could use it and soon we had Supply Depots filled nearly to
overflowing with stacks of minerals and canisters of gas.
After a year of the Terra-Psi had been founded, we started looking for jobs. Since we were
a smaller group and not as large as any of the Planetary Armies we could not afford or even
think about taking on larger jobs. We eradicated small Zerg outposts on several planets
and we soon became known, not as a renegade organization, but one known for it's extreme
tenacity and skill for our knowledge of the Zerg, and our determination to rid the world of
the alien infestation.
Another year past and our army grew to over 10,000. We were now engaged in a larger war
on the planet Char, helping several of the Planetary Armies to defeat Kerrigan's main Hive
Clusters there. We became know as the TPO (Terra-Psi Organization) but many referred to us
as the elites. As a result of our training program and our studies into the Zerg race, we knew
exactly where to hit the Zerg and how hard.
We soon got a communications signal directly from Auir itself. I groaned inwardly as I
flipped on my communications screen in my Command Center on Char.
"Yes?" I asked in a weary tone.
"En Taro Adun," the Protoss face mouthed the ritual Greeting. "I am Tiiro, a General of the
Protoss army."
"Good afternoon," I said, "You have a job for the TPO I presume?"
"You are correct, noble Terran," He replied. "We have located 2 outposts near our Holy
Temple of worship on the Planet Auir, but our forces are currently engaging the Zerg on
several different planets. We require your help to get rid of this infestation. We can
pay handsomely."
My eyes lit up. The Protoss generally would most definitely have his hands on a lot of
money.
"Well," I said, thinking. "Our forces are all currently engaged on Char. But we could send
over a small force and then ship in some new forces when we disengage from this planet. We
could set up a large Terran encampment as well as a Protoss one at a different location. We'll
probably have to find some mineral deposits to keep us going at first."
"You would be correct. You are the best hope for this task," Tiiro assured me.
"We'll do it," I said. "You can talk to my partner, Gaergii, about price. I'm sure this
trip will be well worth it."
"Unfortunately that's not all," Tiiro said. "This matter is of the gravest urgency the our
Home world and it would not be wise to send some Colonel or a Captain to do this job. The
Praetor Artanis, asks that you accompany the Terrans yourself and oversee the construction and
progress of your Protoss troops as well."
"No problem," I shrugged. I had always been in the action of all the fights we had been
in. "I find that if either Gaergii or I go along on these little trips, that it helps to
improve morale and instills a false sense of security, that lasts until we land."
"You are a devious man," Tiiro grinned.
"That's why I entered to be a candidate, General."
"You have my Thanks," Tiiro said, and my communications screen went blank.
I looked around my Command Center. I grinned slightly and the building erupted in cheers.
"Saddle up boys," I said. "It's time for another war."
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I had finished packing what I would need and my staff was ready to go. The only thing that was left to do before I left was talk to Gaergii about my departure and to aid in the defense of Auir.
"Gaergii," I said, walking into his room and sprawling in a chair, uninvited.
"En Taro Adun," he said, nodding his head formally.
I shook my head.
"Gaergii, after all this time we've worked together, haven't you learned that you don't have to lay on the formality routine with me. I'd been around all of your people and mine certainly, but you are the only one who continues to use a formal tone. Is it something I've done?"
"No," he replied ruefully. "I am far older than you by centuries, and in that time I have never quit met anybody like you. You are laid back, but my people are a formal one, and we regard each other with respect and formality. It's just our way of life. And after all this time I'm not going to change my habits."
"I suppose I can respect that," I grinned. "Got anything to drink handy?"
"Of course," he replied. Gaergii handed me a can of beer, and went to a faucet and drew himself a full glass of water. He caught my disapproving look and said, "Also a custom brother."
He sat down, had a drink and leaned back in his chair.
"Now what's this all about? I'm sure this isn't' a social visit."
"No, although I wish it were. I got us another job but it's going to be a bit hard in the early stages." I quickly outlined our mission and then filled him in on my strategy plan.
"I know how much this means to you, Gaergii," I said. "I know what Auir means to you. But, whether you want to believe it or not, you are the better strategies and tactician and we need your skills here on Char."
Gaergii frowned, his brow creased with thought.
"Yes Gaergii," I replied, "I've got you trapped. Anyway, the men like you more than me. You are kinder, I'm more if a drill sergeant."
"Very well," the Protoss general replied. "But you have to promise to keep in touch with me as the campaign progresses. You will just be starting a new base so this is likely to take at least a week. A say or 2 to get some reasonable defense and then a few more to get enough resources at produce Tanks and armor. Maybe by that time I'll be able to join you."
"Agreed," I said.
Gaergii nodded.
I offered my hand.
"In case I don't survive this," I said. "You were a good friend and I want you to know that I trust you completely here on Char."
"Goodbye," he said.
I nodded curtly and left the room.
It only took a half hour more and then we hit warp drive for Auir, nothing but the space in our way. |
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