Scene 6: First Contact
First Contact: of Zerg and Undead
(Zero wouldn’t survive ten seconds.)
A zergling rushed along. It was confused by the fact that nine other zerglings were running besides it, but it welcomed the safety brought in numbers.
They spotted a strange procession in the distance, where a small group of what appeared to be a mixture of all three pony races, along with a diamond dog. The diamond dog and most of the ponies were in horrible states of decay, wounds covering their bodies from head to hoof, except for two of the unicorns, who looked perfectly fine, except for the glossed over look in their eyes and the black robes adorning their backs.
The zerglings wanted to kill them, but the master commanded them to watch them from a distance while he sent a nydus worm. One of the dead things seemed to see them, and began charging. The others looked around stupidly before charging with the first. The cultist looking pony’s galloped to keep up with them, certainly cursing. The master seemed distraught, but ordered them to defend themselves.
–
Umbra looked into one of his many view screens.
“.... That was unexpected. Let’s begin the War!”
Clicking a few buttons, he sat back and chuckled.
“Let’s see how they like this…”
–
BWEEP!
“BATTLE ONE! START!”
Apparently so focused on the task of killing things, the zerglings rushed to the zombies. The zerglings jumped on the zombies, and began slicing and biting them. Two of the zombies, too stupid to notice the noise, suddenly started moving and attacking faster, as if in a frenzy.
“FIRST BLOOD: ZERG!
SCORE: 1:0!
LET THERE BE BLOOD!”
The zerglings, in true Zerg fashion, continued attacking wildly. But one of the zombies, the Diamond Dog, tore a zergling apart with its new found strength.
“BRUTAL KILL!
SCORE TIED!
IT’S REALLY HEATING UP!”
Two of the zerglings noticed that the cultist looking ponies weren’t being attacked viciously, and switched targets. The cultists, spotting the two zergling running at them, cast a curse on them; atrophying the two’s muscle. One of the undead unicorns impaled a zergling with it’s horn, spraying alien blood all over it’s undead corpse.
“OOH THAT’S GOTTA STING!
SCORE: 1:2; THE ZOMBIES ARE WINNING!
TWO ZERG CRIPPLED! LET’S SEE HOW THIS PLAYS OUT!”
The zerglings redoubled their efforts to kill the zombies and at about the same time, one of the earth pony undead bucked a zergling, sending the poor thing flying.
“50 POINTS DAMAGE!
THAT ZERG AIN’T GONNA SURVIVE MUCH LONGER!
ACTIVATE BERSERKER’S LAST STAND – LOW HEALTH = MASSIVE ATTACK DAMAGE!”
The berserk zergling charged back into the fray, leaping at the head of one of the zombies and tearing it off with a single stroke of its claw. But to offset this, one of the necromancers animated the skeleton of one of the zombies, allowing it to attack the berserking Zergling and deal those last few points of damage.
“BERSERKER ZERGLING LOST!
SCORE: 1: 3
THIS IS LOOKING REAL BAD FOR THE ZERG, FOLKS! BUT WHAT’S THIS!?
HERE COMES THE CAVALRY! NYDUS WORM INBOUND! ETA: THREE SECONDS!”
As one zergling goes down to a zombie and another gets stabbed by a cultist, the remaining zerglings get clear orders from the master. “ATTACK THE CULTIST LOOKING PONIES, YOU IDIOTS!” So, they rushed the indicated cultists.
“BODY SLAM!”
“NICE STAB!”
“NUT SHOT!”
“DECAPITATIOOOOOOOOOON!”
“DOUBLE KILL!”
“TRIPLE KILL!”
“PENTA-KILL!”
“M-M-M-MONSTER KILL!”
“VICTORY: DAHAKA
+50 EXP
ITEM DROP:
ZOMBIE FLESH (SHREDDED)16 BITSCULTIST CLOAKS (SHREDDED)RITUAL DAGGERS (2)SPOOKY SCARY SKELETON (SHATTERED)
FIRST CONTACT BATTLE (UNOFFICIAL) COMPLETE. HAVE A NICE DAY.”
As the Zerg overran the resistance, that message flashed by Dahaka’s eyes. He was surprised, but not as surprised as when the aforementioned objects seemed to be shoved into his unofficial pocket. He quickly opened his pocket, and the objects came spilling out. “What the... I don’t get it. How did that not puncture one of the inner membranes?” He got a headache from contemplating that delivery. But at least he knew how to deal with one of his enemy’s now. It was quite simple, really. Prime Directive had suggested it. Spam banelings. As It had said, “The enemy seems able to resurrect dead troops, so any dead on our side would result in the enemy growing. This would be countered by banelings, who don’t leave anything other than acid.” And thus, spam was made.
First Contact: of Zerg and Undead
(Zero wouldn’t survive ten seconds.)
A zergling rushed along. It was confused by the fact that nine other zerglings were running besides it, but it welcomed the safety brought in numbers.
They spotted a strange procession in the distance, where a small group of what appeared to be a mixture of all three pony races, along with a diamond dog. The diamond dog and most of the ponies were in horrible states of decay, wounds covering their bodies from head to hoof, except for two of the unicorns, who looked perfectly fine, except for the glossed over look in their eyes and the black robes adorning their backs.
The zerglings wanted to kill them, but the master commanded them to watch them from a distance while he sent a nydus worm. One of the dead things seemed to see them, and began charging. The others looked around stupidly before charging with the first. The cultist looking pony’s galloped to keep up with them, certainly cursing. The master seemed distraught, but ordered them to defend themselves.
–
Umbra looked into one of his many view screens.
“.... That was unexpected. Let’s begin the War!”
Clicking a few buttons, he sat back and chuckled.
“Let’s see how they like this…”
–
BWEEP!
“BATTLE ONE! START!”
Apparently so focused on the task of killing things, the zerglings rushed to the zombies. The zerglings jumped on the zombies, and began slicing and biting them. Two of the zombies, too stupid to notice the noise, suddenly started moving and attacking faster, as if in a frenzy.
“FIRST BLOOD: ZERG!
SCORE: 1:0!
LET THERE BE BLOOD!”
The zerglings, in true Zerg fashion, continued attacking wildly. But one of the zombies, the Diamond Dog, tore a zergling apart with its new found strength.
“BRUTAL KILL!
SCORE TIED!
IT’S REALLY HEATING UP!”
Two of the zerglings noticed that the cultist looking ponies weren’t being attacked viciously, and switched targets. The cultists, spotting the two zergling running at them, cast a curse on them; atrophying the two’s muscle. One of the undead unicorns impaled a zergling with it’s horn, spraying alien blood all over it’s undead corpse.
“OOH THAT’S GOTTA STING!
SCORE: 1:2; THE ZOMBIES ARE WINNING!
TWO ZERG CRIPPLED! LET’S SEE HOW THIS PLAYS OUT!”
The zerglings redoubled their efforts to kill the zombies and at about the same time, one of the earth pony undead bucked a zergling, sending the poor thing flying.
“50 POINTS DAMAGE!
THAT ZERG AIN’T GONNA SURVIVE MUCH LONGER!
ACTIVATE BERSERKER’S LAST STAND – LOW HEALTH = MASSIVE ATTACK DAMAGE!”
The berserk zergling charged back into the fray, leaping at the head of one of the zombies and tearing it off with a single stroke of its claw. But to offset this, one of the necromancers animated the skeleton of one of the zombies, allowing it to attack the berserking Zergling and deal those last few points of damage.
“BERSERKER ZERGLING LOST!
SCORE: 1: 3
THIS IS LOOKING REAL BAD FOR THE ZERG, FOLKS! BUT WHAT’S THIS!?
HERE COMES THE CAVALRY! NYDUS WORM INBOUND! ETA: THREE SECONDS!”
As one zergling goes down to a zombie and another gets stabbed by a cultist, the remaining zerglings get clear orders from the master. “ATTACK THE CULTIST LOOKING PONIES, YOU IDIOTS!” So, they rushed the indicated cultists.
“BODY SLAM!”
“NICE STAB!”
“NUT SHOT!”
“DECAPITATIOOOOOOOOOON!”
“DOUBLE KILL!”
“TRIPLE KILL!”
“PENTA-KILL!”
“M-M-M-MONSTER KILL!”
“VICTORY: DAHAKA
+50 EXP
ITEM DROP:
ZOMBIE FLESH (SHREDDED)16 BITSCULTIST CLOAKS (SHREDDED)RITUAL DAGGERS (2)SPOOKY SCARY SKELETON (SHATTERED)
FIRST CONTACT BATTLE (UNOFFICIAL) COMPLETE. HAVE A NICE DAY.”
As the Zerg overran the resistance, that message flashed by Dahaka’s eyes. He was surprised, but not as surprised as when the aforementioned objects seemed to be shoved into his unofficial pocket. He quickly opened his pocket, and the objects came spilling out. “What the... I don’t get it. How did that not puncture one of the inner membranes?” He got a headache from contemplating that delivery. But at least he knew how to deal with one of his enemy’s now. It was quite simple, really. Prime Directive had suggested it. Spam banelings. As It had said, “The enemy seems able to resurrect dead troops, so any dead on our side would result in the enemy growing. This would be countered by banelings, who don’t leave anything other than acid.” And thus, spam was made.