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PeonLover vs (orky)~Hilbs! LT
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Author:CynicalMagician
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Date: 04/21/00 05:04
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PeonLover vs (orky)~Hilbs!


Cross Temple Conga




Map: Lost Temple
SC Style: Brood War


Players:


PeonLover - 3:00 - Zerg
(orky)~Hilbs! - 9:00 - Protoss






In my usual style I was hanging around channel nohunters frantically trying to find a game to BR. PeonLover and (orky)~Hilbs! stepped up to the plate, and mentioned that they were doing a 1v1 that I could watch. I immediately agreed, and we all merrily jaunted into a game, which, unsurprisingly enough, was on temple. Both players did relatively traditional openers, with PeonLover going 11 hatchery, and (orky)~Hilbs! going for 1 gate then gas.

Or so it seems. (orky)~Hilbs! soon cancelled his assimilator, and built another gateway and pylon instead. It looked like he was going hard zealots at this point. (orky)~Hilbs! however isn't the only one going for low tech units, as PeonLover has built a 3rd hatchery and a spawning pool, without getting gas. Half a minute later (orky)~Hilbs! builds another gateway, jacking his total up to three. He has been producing units from his other all the while as well, and now has 4 zealots guarding his ramp.


At this critical early game juncture, PeonLover decides that it is not too late for an early attack, and spawns 12 lings, and hurdles them across the sacred temple grounds at the protoss base in a loose travelling formation (LoL, formations in SC...).


Insert Ride of the Valkyries here


Upon arriving however, PeonLover sees the attentive zealots on garrison duty, and decides that discretion IS the greater part of valour, and turns tail. He returns to his base where a fourth hatchery is morphing, and builds a hydralisk den, after amassing a bit of gas. During this bit of buildup, (orky)~Hilbs! has started a cannon wall outside his base, and is guarding it with zealots. Soon after is a nexus at his natural. Following suit, as it seems to be the latest trend in Paris, PeonLover expands to his natural as well.


About now, (orky)~Hilbs! FINALLY starts getting gas at his main, and does the same at his natural after Maynarding 8 or so probes. This is very late in the game to just be starting gas, as PeonLover is already 3/4s done his spire. But who am I to question (orky)~Hilbs!? At any rate, he builds a cy core, citadel, and starts pumping goons, which go very nicely with the 16 or so zealots he has.


Glamour shot of (orky)~Hilbs!'s production center, where a cannon warps, with another gateway soon to follow.


Meanwhile, back in the infested, and rather pungent lair of Kerrigan's henchman PeonLover, much progress has been made. About 24 hydras and an equal number of zerglings roam the area around PeonLover's choke point, and he has a healthy economy at his natural expansion, along with 3 sunkens for good measure. However, it is odd to note that PeonLover has not started gathering gas from this base, despite the fact that he has a spire online, and 6 mutas building. However, speak of the devil, and not only will RS~Leviathian get a little shifty, but within a couple minutes of his spire completing, PeonLover will build another extractor.

About now 6 mutas have hatched, and have started annoying most of the surrounding area with their high-pitched, mall-rat-esque cries. The air is thick with whiny shrieks as PeonLover sends his small flying force at (orky)~Hilbs!'s base. After tearing down the 1 cannon by his nexus, (orky)~Hilbs!'s probes take several losses, and are forced to flee to his expansion while a couple goons and templar, which have just seconds ago finished warping in, come to the rescue.


After losing 3 of their number, the mutas have killed 3 goons, several probes and a cannon. Enter the tubthumper. One steely eyed templar raises his hands in the air, chants a mystic note, and prepares to unleash blue death on the alien aggressors. But..... he missed. Unfortately (orky)~Hilbs! clicked improperly, and stormed his own templar, without killing any of the mutas. PeonLover has a good laugh and says "nice storm". His mutas apparently thought it was pretty funny, because they were so busy laughing that they forgot to flee, and several more goons showed up and fragged their asses.

With this, (orky)~Hilbs! is not impressed, so he decides to build 3 more templar, and several more goons, and then sends his army across the shifting temple sands at PeonLover's base.


A force of about 16 zealots, 8 goons, and 4 templar make the trek to meet their destiny. Click for a large image.


This smashing crew meet just outside PeonLover's sight range, and park themselves in the withering sunlight just long enough to admire the biological hazard that they are about to hurl themselves at. They spy about 16 hydras, 16 lings, and 5-6 mutas milling about the entrance, absorbed in themselves, and unwary of the catastrophy that is to befall them in the form of a mind-bending psionic storm.


With the element of surprise gone, (orky)~Hilbs! charges in the rest of his army, which proceeds to paint the town red, quite literally. With fiendish zealots sadistically tearing down the zerg armada, and blue-white balls of lightning soaring over their heads from supporting dragoons, things do not look good for PeonLover.





Despite the overwhelming odds, PeonLover continues to produce wave after wave of zerglings and hydralisks from his 4 operating hacheries in his base, but nothing can save the zerg colony now. With this fact known by both players, (orky)~Hilbs! makes a request that PeonLover cannot refuse.



PeonLover fights tooth and nail til the end, but only manages to soak the ground even further with zergling special sauce. In a match well fought, PeonLover concedes the game, and GG's are exchanged. This epic struggle for supremacy is over, and standing on a smashed pile of bleached hydralisk skulls is the victor, (orky)~Hilbs!, who bellows his battle cry, "Nice storm indeed!!"


-CynicalMagician






























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