EPT
We are absent.
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e are absent. Not hiding, no-- we do not hide. That is not our way. We are not absent due to fear or something harsh; you will find our souls lined only with the barely-retrained fury of a Terran player, enclosed in the might of bio and steel that is our race. You will see us from time to time-- climbing the ladder, in customs, or on the forums, even. You'll even find us in the thread asking where we've gone. Far too many of our adversaries mistake this absence for flight, or retreat. They are mistaken, though. We fly not before our foes-- unless we're pulling back a drop just before your army arrives.No, we are biding our time.
Waiting to grow stronger.
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Conversation Transcript:
blzinghand: I knew theStc was good but I didn't htink he'd take down DRG
Lucien: I'm surprised
Lucien: oGs Stronk
blzinghand: TheStc is like
blzinghand: the quintessential macro terran
blzinghand: like
blzinghand: Sandwhale explained to me how theStc thinks
blzinghand: probably like 6ish moths ago
Lucien: yeah?
blzinghand: his goal in TvP:
blzinghand: "take a 4th base before the protoss"
blzinghand: no timing attacks for this guy
blzinghand: jsut manly manlitude
blzinghand: you know now i kinda hope taeja wins
blzinghand: just because
blzinghand: more terrans in the Ro32 means more terrans in the Ro8
blzinghand: which means more balance whine against terran
blzinghand: and balance whine against terran makes me stronger
Lucien: :|
Lucien: you have issues
blzinghand: lol
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Conversation Transcript:
blzinghand: I knew theStc was good but I didn't htink he'd take down DRG
Lucien: I'm surprised
Lucien: oGs Stronk
blzinghand: TheStc is like
blzinghand: the quintessential macro terran
blzinghand: like
blzinghand: Sandwhale explained to me how theStc thinks
blzinghand: probably like 6ish moths ago
Lucien: yeah?
blzinghand: his goal in TvP:
blzinghand: "take a 4th base before the protoss"
blzinghand: no timing attacks for this guy
blzinghand: jsut manly manlitude
blzinghand: you know now i kinda hope taeja wins
blzinghand: just because
blzinghand: more terrans in the Ro32 means more terrans in the Ro8
blzinghand: which means more balance whine against terran
blzinghand: and balance whine against terran makes me stronger
Lucien: :|
Lucien: you have issues
blzinghand: lol
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ou're beginning to understand it now, aren't you? Oh, you always suspected. You always knew, somewhere in the back of your mind, that there was something different about us Terran players. Maybe it was one too many Terran players calling Zergs whiners. Maybe it was one too many jokes from forum about drinking tiny Protoss tears. Maybe it was a sexy, suave, half-written manuscript about a conspiracy of Code S Terrans devouring the souls of their opponents. Somehow, you always knew. But you could never admit it to yourself. You'd still let yourself rage, bm, and abuse Terran player son the ladder. It felt so good. So right.And now that the truth has dawned upon you? Oh, the horror, the horror! It's all so clear, like shattered windowpanes cutting you in an earthquake of revelation. Stacks of bibles burn around you, singeing your soul and pressing an unwilling demonic smile onto your forlorn features. Ashes fall gently around you, each curl of blackness hitting the ground and echoing a hollow monolithic "thud" as your faith falls away. All has been laid bare before you. The reckoning is nigh, and only now do you finally realize it:
Terrans feed off the tears and complaints of their opponents. That's right-- we are empowered by balance whine. Every player who calls terran OP, BMs the "easy mode race" on the ladder, whines on the blizzard forums, or writes a poorly-formatted help thread in the strategy section, from bronze to master, fuels us. Your delicious alien tears empower us and warm our souls. Whenever I'm in a micro-intensive situation, I can feel my hands move faster as more people complain about Terran.
Our unholy Sc2 skills are honed in the forges of balance whine threads. You have no idea what it feels like to have the power at your command. It is like your first cigarette in the morning, or your first cup of coffee. You can feel it course through your veins, bringing you out of the darkness and into the light. It's exhilarating. It is a fundamentally Terran experience-- a taste of the Divine in this mundane world. It is a taste of God.
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ut as of recent, something has gone horribly wrong..My powers dissipated. Like a sugar crash, or that sudden realization that your'e so drunk you're going to hurl, it weighs me down. Where is my unholy power? Where is my infernal strength?
I go outside and try to lift a mighty boulder over my head, and find myself unable to do it. I try to stay up for several days straight cackling cruelly and flexing my demonic muscles, and find they are no longer there. Somehow, people have stopped whining about Terran more than the other races. As a result, I, and all other Terrans, no longer have supernatural powers.
"Where have all the Terrans gone?" you ask... we're all still here. Biding our time. Waiting. Hibernating. In time, the balance whine against us will begin anew, and then all manner of unholy hell shall rain down upon your sorry laddering experience.
The earth shall be torn asunder and the mighty Terra-citadel shall be wrenched from the ground and populated with our lieutenants.
All shall cry, and all shall quake in fear and awe at the might that is the Terran imba.
You just wait.
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