"If the teal player was in dire straits before, he now plays on Tribes. I mean, he's in trouble."
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| 3 vs 3 Battle Story | | | Author: | | | IP: | XXXX | | Date: | 07/19/99 12:07 | | Game Type: | Starcraft | | Labels: | Starcraft(1) | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 1, Max: 7, Min: 7
Lifetime Rating for Fizban_: 7.0000 |  | Tribes of War
Map: Tribes
Players:
Tribes of Bengalaas~Lovers
Fizban_ aka. Vladmir{KRT} - Terran, Orange
& SixtyNinthLarry aka. Pitt[nd] - Terran, Teal
& Spectre[X] - Zerg, Brown
Vs.
Anti-Nature Mean People
Orne - Terran, Purple
AnotherDumbAss - Zerg, Red
Degraded_Probe aka. Upgraded_Probe - Zerg, Yellow
Note: If the colors do not work, can Johnny or Mark please fix them to the right color for the right person. Thank you very much.
Notes From the Author:
Hello People, this is my first real BR in a long time, so I hope i can do this right. I am trying a new format for my Battle Reports, so I hope you stick with me in this. Comments are sorely needed and very appreciated so do not be stingy with them. So, without further ado, I present, Tribes Of War...
Headline: War! War! War!
BL News Syndicate News Flash:
War was declared moments ago as the peace talks between the BL and ANMP failed, with angers flaring and arms itching for battle. Each side spat in disgust, complete refusal to give up their land and beliefs in their hearts. As many of you already know, the conflicts between the two groups has started when a hunting party from the ANMP began killing the innocent and peaceful Bengalaas, claiming that the creatures had been killing their livestock. The BL, sworn protectorates of the Bengalaas Tribes, quickly came to the aid of the defenseless creatures, driving the hunters away with their own weapons. Shortly after this, a political convoy from the ANMP demanded that they be allowed to hunt wherever they please, as they were under the impression that the land they were on belonged to them. In responce to the demand, the leaders of the BL denounced the ANMP in a live, public news-cast. Infuriated, tensions between the two organizations reached a breaking point, and violence broke out everywhere between the rival supporters. The thin line between war and peace was broken unceremoniously as the leaders of the ANMP hung and gutted a bengalaas outside the BL headquarters, along with the note,
We will not rest until this world is free of filthy Bengalaas and their throng of dirty supporters.
News Anchor: We take you now to a live news conference at the BL headquarters near the Command Center of General Fizban...
General Fizban spoke to the immense crowd in his usual, booming voice, clearly audible over the cheers and screams,
My friends, my soldiers, my brothers, hear me now as I speak to you. I regretfully announce to you now, that the rumor of war is indeed true. Earlier today, I entered our forces into the battle, fighting on the side of our dear Bengalaas. This will be a hard time coming up, but it is going to be nessescary for our survival as a people, so that our children and grandchildren will also be blessed with the Bengalaas to enjoy. Some of us who go into battle may now make it back out, but those die will not be in vain. So, I ask you now, as a brother, a fellow soldier, and a friend, will you put your hands with mine into battle?
A clearly distinguished YES was answered.
News Anchor: There it is folks, war is beginning...
End of News Flash
The War's Beginnings
War Correspondent: I have been interviewing the generals' of the BL throughout the day today and I have divulged the information of how they will begin ammasing their armies. The ANMP refused to speak with me. It is as follows:
General Fizban_ - 7th Rax, 8th Depot, 9th Rax, 12th Rax, 14th Gas, 16th Acad, 18th and 19th Bay.
General Larry - 8th Rax, 9th Depot, 11 Rax, 12th Gas, 14th Acad.
Cerebrate Spectre - 9th Pool, 10th Gas, 11th Den, 13th Hatch, 15th Chamber.
News Flash: First Battle
The BL drew first blood with an attack on the zerg base of Probe by three flame thrower-wielding Firebats and a trio of medics but were forced to retreat by a large group of defending zerglings. Following the fleeing infantry, the zerg were drawn into a trap in which they lost all troops to combined shelling from rifles and burned alive under napalm. Commander Fizban_ sent a large group of ten marines north, en route for the cerebrate's base. Spectre ordered a half-dozen hydra to follow the marines on the way towards the sun-colored zerg base. The three forces of BL converged upon the base of Degraded_Probe with discipline, taking out the sunken defense first and then switching to the giant hatcheries and spawning pool. Shortly after the attack begun upon the zerg base, it was demolished and the troops of Probe were wiped clean. The only thing that saved him from death was a quickly acting drone building a hatchery north of Orne's main base. The buildings of Probe demolished and the purplish creep receeding, the forces of BL left in their own directions, back to their secure home bases.
At this same time, a counter-attack was in motion from Orne on the base of Larry, consisting of a band of marines, medics, and vultures. Seeing this, the troops under the command of Fizban_ were ordered to help defend his fellow commander. Ten gun-toting marines, upgraded once in armor and attack as well as range and stim, were sent into the battle, massacring the troops under Orne's command.
Suddenly, without a word, Spectre was thrown from the battlefield and his troops went dormant. This was a major setback to the BL, since the battle was now unevenly distributed against them as they had 3 opponents to their combined 2. The first battles ended, the commanders laid back and began production of massive armies, and with it, an eerie silence followed. It would not last long, as more battle was to follow...
The Tides of War are Turning:
War Correspondent: The stalemate was broken as Commander Larry placed twin tanks upon the cliffs overlooking the main of Orne, raining down shock cannon shells upon the unknowing inhabitants. Orne quickly landed a barracks and a factory on the same cliff, trying frantically to destroy the tanks.
Taking advantage of the distraction, General Fizban_ ordered two dozen of his 2 2 marines and medics to attack the base of Dumbass, which easily pushed through the unupgraded hydra and sunkens with the aid of stim. The base was quickly leveled, without the loss of a marine or medic, but a trailing firebat was killed by retreating hydra. An additional dozen marines along with a duo of Science Vessels were sent outside the only remaining base of the Zerg Cerebrate, and we in the process of pushing in when they spotted a group of four lurkers running from the base. Quickly turning their guns on the new targets, the uranium-depleted shells ripped apart the exoskeletons of the lurkers, but under the quick-witted command of Dumbass, the spiny spider creatures burrowed into the ground and tried to attack the Terran forces, but failed as the troops were too far away. The siege continued with the loss of many hydra and lurkers, and quite a few attacking marines, but it was finnaly broke by a combined force from Dumbass' cerebrate ally.
Commander Larry had finnaly been pushed from the cliff by wraiths, and was in fact being sieged the same way by tanks and hydra. Under the overwhelming odds, Larry was forced to retreat from the battlefield by lifting his buildings and flying to the safty of a expansion unable to be reached by land. Fizban_ had taken two expansions at this time, one on his nearby cliffs and another on the far south-eastern fringes. The main focus of the game had shifted from a virtual gang up on Commander Larry to switching to a siege in on the powerful forces of General Fizban. All three of the ANMP were now into the game, all focused on the eradication of Fizban and his Terran ally. The tides of war had really shifted, and the BL were on their heels.
Headline: Fizban Puts Up a Valiant Defense but Falls in the End.
War Correspondent: Without the aid of his ally until Larry had rebuilt, General Fizban_ was forced to defend raids from Orne's Wraiths, massive armies of Probe, and a giant force of Mutas under the command of Dumb Ass. One large group of zerglings, numbering around fifty, charged into the base of Fizban, but we turned away by only four firebats and medics, losing about nine-tenths of their forces. All upgrades researched, General Fizban decided to push out of his base with his massive force of about fifty marine and medics, and killed a good portion of Probe's Hydralisk army before battles back home drew his attention away. Constant defending had taken it's toll on the General, and many a good man laid dead at his feet due to the swarms erupting around him. In one final, overwhelming push, a combined force of mutas, guardians, tanks, marines, medics, hydralisks, zerglings, ghosts, and wraiths simply pushed over the ragtag group of Fizban's veterans, most with kills numbering about thirty. Although this push didn't completly end Fizban's command, it seriously crippled him.
Larry wasn't dormant this entire time. A large force of infantry streamed from his five barracks, and from here they charged across the jungle landscape to lay waste to the base of Probe. General Fizban also helped this by sending forth a group of two dozen marines and medics to lay waste to the last standing base of Probe, and shortly after, he was dismissed from the battlefield.
Knowing of their eventual demise at the hands of their sworn enemies, the Terran Commanders prepared to fight to the last man. Shortly after they came to this conclusion, the massive forces of ANMP came at the last standing main of Larry, hurling destruction down upon them. The war should have been over with the fall of this base, but new allies had come to help the BL.
Bengalaas of every color and shape poured from the forests and the caves and the mountains, hurling their panther-like bodies against the ANMP like reckless berserks. Gold Bengalaas breathed cones of white hot flames upon the capapult-like guardians, bathing the flying puss bags in searing flames. Silver Bengalaas froze their enemies in cones of freezing cold, then subsequently shattering the bodies with their claws and jaws. Bronze Bengalaas snuck up behind the ANMP bases and swarmed over the defenses, ripping the defending marines out the bunkers and shearing them with their talons. The biggest threat to the ANMP was posed by a newly discovered race of Bengalaas, formed in countless eons by cross-breading of Bengalaas and Kakaru. Flying Bengalaas, the mysterious shadow question mark Bengalaas, had shown up on the battle field and spelled the doom for the ANMP. The savior of the BL was the Bengalaas themselves, coming to aid in the best possible moment. The eradication of the ANMP issued in a new age for the Tribes of Bengalaas Lovers, one that would last for countless millenia to come. All I can say in retrospect of this short, though fierce war, is that you shouldn't even try to mess with the Bengalaas, cause they really will come back and nip ya in the ass.
End Of Transmition
Lessons Learned:
1) 3 3 Marines and Bats rock any ground the zerg can throw at them, save ultralisks and darkswarm.
2) Don't you Fuck with the Bengalaas.
3) Kitties are Cute
In Re: of #3) Disregard the pre-mentioned comment, the author had lost his mind.
I hope you enjoyed this, and please comment, I need them,
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