"Steve's attempts to mind control an interceptor prove futile..."
-Mark4
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| 1v1 | | | Author: | | | IP: | tnt2-2-1XXXX | | Date: | 01/21/01 08:01 | | Game Type: | Starcraft | | Labels: | none | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 1, Max: 3, Min: 3
Lifetime Rating for Stephen22: 3.0000 |  | Hi. Since I was playing a player greater than me in skill, I decided against taking screenshots during this game. It was a Monday night, and I finally finished up all my homework and I decided to relax by playing a friendly game of Starcraft. So, I call up my friend and we decide against doing the usual 2v2 at the pubbies. He wanted to play me, well he wanted to totally humiliate me.
Here’s the pre-game synopsis:
Stephen22: that’s me! Yeah I know the name is not original but Stephen was taken so… Anyways, I’ve had this game for a while but haven’t played at all for almost a year. Only in the past month I started to play again. So, I’m a bit rusty. I’m a decent player who uses predominantly the Terran. I’m Korean…American, so Starcraft is not my life.
Mr.BMOC: ok, he’s my friend and a FOB... straight from Korea. He’s damn good too. He likes America cuz he likes to “kick sum casper ass” He’s the one who taught me to play Terran. He can be each race and kick ass equally well. Nowadays, he likes to be zerg. He’s several times better than me.
Game 1
The Pre-game chatter was mainly comprised of “I’m gunna kik ure ass” from him (He doesn’t know much English). The map is Big Game Hunters. He chose Zerg, and I chose Terran. When the game started, he started at the 12:00 position and I started at the 9. Usually when I play, I tend to turtle in, then attack in full force. This game was no different.
I started with a non-standard bo going for depot, rax, depot at the choke then factory, academy, comsat. I have no idea what he is doing at this moment and I start to build a bunker at the choke along with 4 marines to get in. This was a good idea because soon after several lings ~ 10 rushed at me. I had upgraded range for my rines so I mowed the little suckers down before they did any real damage.
By this time I had build a starport, an engineering bay, and a science facility. Knowing my friend likes to go mass mutas(around 30) in under ten min, I started to build turrents protecting all my buildings especially my cc. I decided to scan him to see what he was up to. I found shitloads of hatcheries, but that’s all my scan showed. I queued up a coupla wraiths and started to build another starport along with an armory. Then all of a sudden I hear “Your forces are under attack!” My response: Shit!
I cloaked my four wraiths unbunkered my ‘rines and attacked the mutas, but there were too many. He spread his mutas out, hitting everywhere at the same time. In seconds, everything was in flames, everyone slaughtered. I think I killed a few before I lost.
At the channel, he filled the screen with kekekekeke and ^^, you know, the typical Korean thing.
Game 2
After the humiliating defeat, I called for a rematch. This time the map was Lost Temple. He chose the mighty protoss, and I again chose terran. I know his strategy, because I’m his friend and have teamed up with him often. And when he chooses toss, he only does one thing: mass carriers supported by sairs, arbiters, observers. Knowing this I started in a mad rush up the tech tree.
Again, I started with the depot, rax, depot, refinery, academy, factory, comsat, then I started to build starports. He would never attack without a full fleet of carriers so, I knew I had some time left. I had around 6 ports and started to bring in mass wraiths. I upgraded ship weapons and armors so that they could have somewhat of a better chance against those sairs. This time around I build an additional rax for the sole purpose of the almighty ghosts. I upgraded lock-down, cloak, and range in that order. I continued to pump out ghosts and wraiths and a few sv’s for emp hoping I’d have enough by the time he attacked.
I also built 2 more cc’s with nukes just for the hell of it. Finally he did attack, first with the corsairs d-webbing everything in sight. I sent my cloaked raiths from all sides and spread out a bit to sustain less damage. I had the advantage of number and upgrades with 2-2 to his 1-1 sairs. I managed to defeat them but he took out half my fleet. Next, was the carriers. He brought them in along with several arbiters and observers. I bellowed my battle cry of “Eat Shit and DIE!!!!” I scanned the area, and targeted the observers and arbiters first. I emp’ed them then I sent in all my ghosts locking down 5 arbiters. Then, suddenly all the carriers became visible. I locked them down as well. He murmured a gruff “good.” Leaving 5 wraiths to finish the job, I lifted my rax and let my tanks out, supporting them w/ the remaining wraiths, a few ghosts armed with nukes, and some infantry that were bunkered up.
When I reached the middle of the map, I was caught surprised by shitloads of cannons. My scouting wraith died in an instant. I decided to have fun and nuke these annoyances. After a “Nuclear launch detected” then a satisfying boom, my troops moved on killing the damaged pylons on the way. I rebuilt my nukes and moved on, with evil intent. I reached his base at 3:00.
I destroyed the cannons covering the choke and attacked his natural first. My tanks laid waste to everything in sight. I then nuked the cannons on the ramp with intense glee. My tanks rolled in and started to level his main. He sent out a pitiful ground army consisting of 6 zealots, a coupla goons, and a few templar which I quickly destroyed. I hit his nexus and probes. After I destroyed it, I waited expectantly for the Mr.BMOC eliminated sign. I waited, and waited but it did not come. I send a wraith to each expansion and main to see where he was hiding. It turns out he had taken the 12:00 and 6:00 mains as well as the 5:00 island.
I then sent my wraiths to the island expansion and the tanks and infantry to the 12:00. As I commenced to destroy his expansions, I heard the dreaded “Your forces are under attack!” I looked back and I saw two control groups of carriers attacking from the top and the bottom. Cursing at myself for being such a dumbass, I started to emp and lock down the carriers. I ran out of energy, but he still had around five carriers still sending out their interceptors. With my 5 wraiths destroyed, I had only one last option…nuke. I decided to risk destroying half of my main and my supply to destroy this threat. Telling my ghosts to target the cc, I hoped for the best.
The nuke fell and all his functional carriers were destroyed. Fearing that the lock down would wear off. I commanded my wraiths to leave the island expansion prematurely and headed off to my base. Mean while, my tanks finished the 12 main and headed down to his last expansion. I surveyed the massive conflagration created by the nukes. Most of my buildings were in flames, several in red, and even more just smoldering ashes.
Oh well, shit happens. Finally the long-coveted Mr.BMOC has been eliminated sign popped up and victory was mine.
I gave him hell after the game, lording my victory over him. But, I have yet to beat him again, hell, I’ve yet to even come close in beating him again. I think he just underestimated me that one time and did not play his hardest. I think he even left for the bathroom at one point in the game.
Lessons Learned:
1) Overconfidence in your own abilities leads to your destruction.
2) Underestimation of your opponent’s abilities leads to your destruction.
3) Don’t even think about using carriers against terran.
4) Ghosts are the shit. Lock down, lock down, lock down… I can’t stress that enough- lock down.
5) Eat shit and die.
Thanx for reading my br. This is my first br, and I don’t have any pritty grafix, and my spellin sux, so don’t be too harsh on me. Enuf excuses, leave comments, but make sure they are constructive. So I know what to build on.
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