04-15-2016, 08:18 AM
>Without a Terran to study, I feel like our attempt to make a faux Terran race will fail. Thusly, I command all available Zerglings to rush out, en mass and in random zigzagging directions, until such time as they encounter a Terran and can bring it back to the Hive alive.
after spending a large amount of time considering the merits of replicating humans, you decide to send out zerglings in random directions. Surely at least one of them will catch a human, right?
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>Considering the danger of mechanized Terran forces seeing as how they owned a Jeep that might actually be the case, I order for a number of tank-buster Zerg to be built as backup for our Zergling hordes which may not survive the initial assault.
>I ponder over whether quantity or quality is the better option. I decide on both. Spawn strong zerg en mass.
You realize that your hive cluster, after encountering enemies, must grow stronger, and now that you have a trio of hive clusters bringing in minerals, you decide to develop more advanced strains. A spire springs up in your primary hive cluster, along with a queen's nest. half a dozen mutalisks take flight, even as your hive finishes completion. Soon, a trio of ultralisks hatch out from your larvae, even as your secondary hive clusters continue to pump out hydralisks and zerglings to work alongside them.
You work on creating further hive structures within your primary cluster, but minerals and time are both a factor.
>I also order for one of the zerglings to come back to the hive in order to be my personal pet. From what I heard, Terrans find good-looking, well-dressed individuals with pets on their laps to be very frightening. And I AM good-looking and well-dressed, after all.
you drive one of your zerglings into the tunnels beneath your first and primary hive, and order it to sit on your lap. you wonder why it merely stares at you in confused fashion for a moment before realizing that you are, in fact, a large, white worm of brainmatter covered by a white shell.
This does not prevent you from believing that you are, in fact, the sexiest thing that has or ever will exist. You are certain that Daggoth is jealous of Dat CarapASS.
meanwhile, your zerglings scout around, attempting to find a human. Finally, one catches the scent of an incoming terran. Following the scent as ordered, the smell gets stronger and stronger, until...
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you're not entirely sure what hit it. you're not even entirely sure if it was a gun or a shell. but one blast of terran gunfire, and suddenly you had lost your first underling.
it appears that even if the locals weren't aware of your forces before now... they are now definitely alert.
after spending a large amount of time considering the merits of replicating humans, you decide to send out zerglings in random directions. Surely at least one of them will catch a human, right?
>Considering the danger of mechanized Terran forces seeing as how they owned a Jeep that might actually be the case, I order for a number of tank-buster Zerg to be built as backup for our Zergling hordes which may not survive the initial assault.
>I ponder over whether quantity or quality is the better option. I decide on both. Spawn strong zerg en mass.
You realize that your hive cluster, after encountering enemies, must grow stronger, and now that you have a trio of hive clusters bringing in minerals, you decide to develop more advanced strains. A spire springs up in your primary hive cluster, along with a queen's nest. half a dozen mutalisks take flight, even as your hive finishes completion. Soon, a trio of ultralisks hatch out from your larvae, even as your secondary hive clusters continue to pump out hydralisks and zerglings to work alongside them.
You work on creating further hive structures within your primary cluster, but minerals and time are both a factor.
>I also order for one of the zerglings to come back to the hive in order to be my personal pet. From what I heard, Terrans find good-looking, well-dressed individuals with pets on their laps to be very frightening. And I AM good-looking and well-dressed, after all.
you drive one of your zerglings into the tunnels beneath your first and primary hive, and order it to sit on your lap. you wonder why it merely stares at you in confused fashion for a moment before realizing that you are, in fact, a large, white worm of brainmatter covered by a white shell.
This does not prevent you from believing that you are, in fact, the sexiest thing that has or ever will exist. You are certain that Daggoth is jealous of Dat CarapASS.
meanwhile, your zerglings scout around, attempting to find a human. Finally, one catches the scent of an incoming terran. Following the scent as ordered, the smell gets stronger and stronger, until...
you're not entirely sure what hit it. you're not even entirely sure if it was a gun or a shell. but one blast of terran gunfire, and suddenly you had lost your first underling.
it appears that even if the locals weren't aware of your forces before now... they are now definitely alert.