Rye McCrory

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Entry 0017

Sweet! I’ve finally found a way to properly take screenshots of StarCraft ingame. Before, every shot I took in every game came out all distorted, wrong colours, random holes in the pic, etc. Not I just convert the pristine PCX image to a PNG. Behold, shots from the exhilirating match from merely a half hour before! 😀

http://img260.imageshack.us/img260/8586/carriersgalorels1.png

http://img407.imageshack.us/img407/7136/myattackforcezf5.png

Top pic is my friends large collection of carriers, and the second is my ground force.

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February 12, 2007 Posted by | Gaming | 2 Comments

Entry 0015

Man, did I ever come out of a warzone…

4 hours of pure SC carnage. Most of it has been saved as replays. Played with The_Eliminator from HBN, and a few of my friends.

First game: Rye (Terran) + Mj_is_ugly (Zerg) VS Computer (Zerg).
Map: Trench Wars

After about twenty minutes of resource gathering, we were all set up. I had two bunkers filled with firebats and marines guarding the entrance to my base, backed up with a pair of siege tanks. I threw in a missile turret to warn me of enemy lurkers. Tricky bastards, those lurkers. Anyway, just as my first infantry upgrade was completed, the comp launched a huge attack. I counted 19 hydralisks, 3 lurkers, and 12 zerglings. The zerrglings were quickly shelled into the ground by my tanks. Any of them left were incinerated by the firebats. Next came the hydras, quickly followed by the lurkers. The tanks killed two lurkers before they even got in range. The hydras suffered heavy losses, then blew up one of my bunkers. The last lurker easily finished off the marines and firebats inside. I sent in an extra group of 12 troopers, and a pair of medics to patch up anyone left alive. They next few seconds were a bloodbath. Hydras were shot up and incinerated, and marines and firebats alike were impaled by volleys of needle spines. After that first skirmish, I had lost two tanks, two bunkers, nine marines, and three firebats. I quickly rebuilt.

Next, came the final offensive. After rebuilding my defenses, I created an additional 6 marines, 4 firebats, and two medics. Another pair of tanks met up with them. MJIU’s army shortly arrived to help. 24 hydralisks, 12 mutalisks, and a pair of overlords to spot lurkers. I have another group of 12 on their way by this time. Brendan led the way, and we quickly slaughtered the small group of zerglings left to warn the computer of our advance. They clammed up, pulling overlords and assorted troops back into the confines of their base.

Brendan sent in a group of 12 mutalisks to occupy the main force. They tore up drones, shredded defenseless zerglings, and slaughtered hyras. After the 12 mutas got killed by spore colonies and a large group of hydralisks, we moved in. Wiping out one sunken colony drew the comp’s entire army upon us. My groupr of twelve was quickly reduced to 1 medic, and a huge swarm of zerglings and hydralisks dove into us. Brendan must’ve lost a hell of a lot of hydras. Next, my tanks went into action. They shelled the comp’s base, and the remaining hydras covered them until reinforcements could arrive. A few half-hearted attempts were made to kill our forces off. They got one tank and two hydras before my reinforcements arrived. THEN we pwned the comp. The base was destroyed, and we won. 🙂

After a few more Use Map Settings games, I logged off and typed this up.

So yeh. There’s my evening. I’m gonna check PFO to see if PF’s changed anything…

October 21, 2006 Posted by | Gaming | 1 Comment

Entry 0012

An entry. WITH NOTHING TO DO WITH SC OMGWTFLMAO.

My family went apple-picking yesterday. It was okay, and we ate fresh, juicy apples. Mmm. This one place was popular as hell, had live country music and a buttload of people. Too bad I hate country. They did make fresh, made-before-your-eyes beaver tails. Mouthgasm, they were. For you Americans who’re all “eww, gross, they eat beaver tails”, a beaver tail is a pastry. It’s a oval-shaped flaky bread with apples, maple syrup, icing sugar or cinnamon on it. Delicious.

After browsing endless lists of StarCraft sites, I’ve found an awesome one. www.StarCraft.org piqued my intrest when I noticed it’s fanfic section. The Elite category is impressive indeed. Damn, I guess I ruined that non-SC realted entry. Oh well.

Anyway, I now have some literary inspiration. Expect a fanfic in the next few days. Finishing up a 52meg SC sound effect download, then I’m off to sleep.

October 2, 2006 Posted by | Gaming, Life in General | 1 Comment

Entry 0010

I’m going to summarize yet another StarCraft game. I only talk about online games, but still, it’s making up the bulk of the blog, isn’t it? 🙂

I started out as the Protoss, and my brother as Terran. The computer was Terran, as well. The first few minutes were spent gathering resources and building buildings, as always. My brother decided to set up another base too quickly, and in turn had very few marines with which to defend his base. By that time, I had created seven zealots. The computer had sent thirteen marines to destroy my brother’s base. I sent four zealots to aid him. When my troops got there, the enemy had razed two buildings, and killed quite a few units. I quickly slaughtered the enemy marines, painting their blood across the landscape and without losing a single warrior. I left the zealots at my brother’s base and went back to managin my resources. I had just set up a second base, when the computer decided to attack me. I didn’t even have to move any troops, a pair of photon cannons easily dispatched the attackers, an assorted bunch of marines and firebats.

My second base was undefended. I moved another foursome of zealots in, and had my probes construct cannons and pylons. As soon as the last cannon was built, the computer attacked me again. It’s marines and firebats didn’t even have time to get of a shot, they all died. (Fun, lol.) But my moment of happiness soon ended, as a threesome of siege tanks began shelling my cannons. They blew three up, when my brother unesscesarily intervened. His marines destroyed a siege tank and only suffered one casualty. Another four of my zealots shredded the invaders, again, with no losses. (Zealots are incredibly tough. Expensive as hell, but tough.)

That would be the last attack against me. From then on, I went on the offensive, settling bases and protecting my brothers’. After a few minor skirmishes I went after a recently set up outpost. It had one commander center and one missile turret, and was guarded by five marines, two firebats, and one goliath (a mech.) My brother sent in a pair of marines. They killed off the firebats and lured the marines away, right into my large air force. My scouts tore them apart. Next I had an observer come in to reveal any cloaked wraiths that would kill off our forces. Finding none, my brother sent in eight marines, two firebats, and a pair of tanks. They blew up the anti-air turret and blasted the goliath apart. Seeing no need to help, I let my scouts hang back. One the command center was destroyed, my brother brought in some workers and an extra pair of tanks to reinforce the position. We didn’t know it at the time, but a larger base was set up not far from our position, and was sending in troops. We realized that cloaked wraiths were about once my brother began losing marines. Two of them were killed before my observer got in range and allowed my scouts to vapourize them. We reinforced our armies,and I brought twelve zealots and twelve dragoons in. We brought our forces in, and after a short battle against the computer’s units, wiped their main base out. We had suffered quite a few deaths, and went back to our respective bases to heal. My brother took too long to set up detector units, so ghosts had an easy time getting into position to drop nukes on him. I took one out entirely by accident, and saved my base from a lot of damage. I set up an observer in front of Piebot’s (my brother’s nick) defenses, so his tanks could nail any approaching ghosts. He had a short momen of panic when a nuke landed and blew up his bunkers and tanks, and he fully expected to have a horde of enemy troopers pour in and destroy his unprotected base. The computer made a dumb move, and didn’t attack, allowing Piebot to repair. We then doubled our forces and wiped out the last of the computer’s stuff. End game in victory.

September 26, 2006 Posted by | Gaming | Leave a comment

Entry 0008

Another StarCraft match, this time with my brother. We played against a computer, who we set as Terran. My brother was also Terran, and I tried out the Protoss. First thing I did was assign a worker for every mineral deposit. Then, I built a Gateway, so troops could pour out once I had enough resources. The next few minutes were spent building up a large attack force and six photon turrets. My base suffieciently defended, my troops upgraded, I set out with my brother, who had an attack force of ten marines and two firebats, whilst my own consisted of eight zealots and four dragoons. We set upon the enemy, and were surprised to find little defence. We barely had time to finish off the remaining troops when both my base and our combined assault forces were attacked. My photon turrets quickly annihilated the opposing troops, but our offensive front took a beating. Enemy siege tanks deployed and tore out troops to shreds.

Next, we built up another assault force apiece. Mine was upgraded further, whilst more cannons were built, and my brother filled his bunkers with troopers. This time, Pierce’s force was made up of eight marines, two firebats, and a pair of siege tanks. Mine was identical to the previous force. We attacked, succeeded in wiping out a fair amount of enemy troopers, one or two structures, and a few workers. Our forces were eventually destroyed, but not before killing a great deal of enemies.

After the second defeat, we revised our strategies. My brother provided two groups, one of ten marines and two firebats, and another with four tanks, four marines, and four firebats. I came up with eight zealots, six dragoons, and six scout fighters. We launched our forces, suffered many casualties, but emerged victorious. Their base destroyed, we mopped up the remaining troops, made a slaughter out of their workers, and ended the game in victory.

Game Scores:

Rye: 72 units killed, 28 lost. 2 structures razed, 0 lost.

Pierce: 47 units killed, 31 lost. 13 structures razed, 1 lost (a bunker).

August 24, 2006 Posted by | Gaming | Leave a comment