It's early morning. I haven't gotten any sleep. I've been reflecting on my past, the things that have made me what I am today.
I'm not like most Zerglings. Most Zerglings are born in twos, and always have their brother to lean on. I never had that, I was always alone. Most Zerg feel part of a whole, like they belong in society. I've always been an outsider.
For most of my life I didn't really think about it. I lived on the same creep as everyone else, and I didn't think about how much more separate from the creep I was than everyone else. I just lived my own life in my own quiet way, while going with the flow of what was expected of us. I learned to run faster, I learned to claw faster, I developed my carapace and claw strength. I did everything everyone else did while never feeling connected with them. When I finally graduated I passed with flying colours and 3/3. Normally that means you can succeed in this world. But then I realised: I'm not normal.
I don't want to rip Terrans into shreds. I don't feel at home in this creep hellhole. I don't care about the overmind or anyone else in the Zerg race. None of that will make me happy. I could have the most expensive homes.. a greater spire in in the city, an ultralisk cavern on an island during vacations. I could live that life. But I would live it unhappily. Knowing deep down I don't belong. I was not made for this world.
Sometimes, when I feel this way, I go exploring. It's cold, and damp, and everyone is asleep, but I don't care. I stray away from the creep. I run along the grass and I find trees and benglas. They're such magnificent creatures. It's as if they don't need to impress anyone, or attack Terran or Protoss or rival Zerg camps. They just wander aimlessly in contentment. I envy them. I want to join them. But I can't. I'm a Zergling, and I'll be a Zergling my whole life. This is when I feel truly alone. When I realise no one in the world feels like I do. Everyone else belongs somewhere, or feels happy with something. No one longs for escape like me.
Once I met a hydralisk. I became very good friends with it and thought I could share all my secrets and hatred of this world I'm in. But it couldn't understand. It couldn't sympathize, because it didn't feel that way. Maybe sometimes, but not all the time as I do. Our inability to feel what the other felt lead to many arguments. They destroyed our friendship. What was the point?
But sharing my secrets proved to be like pandora's box. I now feel the constant need to share my feelings. Hiding them for even a day destorys me inside. Then I met another Zergling.
It was like me... In some ways. It was born in a pair. It had Zerg that understood it. But it also felt dissatisfied. Like it wanted to run away as much as I did. I felt very attracted to this Zergling, like I've never been in my entire life. But then I realise... We're Zerglings. There's no such thing as love. Zerglings don't fuck. Or run away together. We're born from larvae. Nothing can change that.
Its not amusing. Well written though. Don't believe you're the only lone zergling on this Char. And do share your feelings with yet some other zerglings, or medics or science vessels, untill it works.
Why ? Because we actually are more like broodlings, time-limited you know.
On July 15 2009 19:47 Murlox wrote: Its not amusing. Well written though. Don't believe you're the only lone zergling on this Char. And do share your feelings with yet some other zerglings, or medics or science vessels, untill it works.
Why ? Because we actually are more like broodlings, time-limited you know.
Nah more like zerglings wel all get blown up by a siege tank eventually.
Now I know why that 1 zergling always stops when I'm trying to kill the scouting probe. Stop being so existential and chase the damn scouting probe. Slacker.
I thought this was a parallel to your life for a second there, but then I got to the part of zerglings not fucking and the only available interpretations didn't sit well with me so I settled with this just being a cute story.
Really sincerely awesome read, but the "zerlings don't fuck" comment spoiled it for me too. I have no problems with vulgarity, it just ruined the thoughtful and sincere tone.
On July 15 2009 19:58 sixghost wrote: Now I know why that 1 zergling always stops when I'm trying to kill the scouting probe. Stop being so existential and chase the damn scouting probe. Slacker.
I actually really liked the "zerglings don't fuck". I thought it kind of showed how the zergling was snapping back to reality, losing it's hopefulness and innocence, and realizing and accepting to not-so-nice truth.
On July 15 2009 19:58 sixghost wrote: Now I know why that 1 zergling always stops when I'm trying to kill the scouting probe. Stop being so existential and chase the damn scouting probe. Slacker.
This. Made. Me. Laugh. It's funny because it's true.
When you mentioned that it met a Hydralisk, i fluuy expected that it would get killed by a Reaver or something, making the Zerling even more depressed.
I was expecting that some little girl would've taken it as a pet and then smothered it with stupid clothes and hugs and such. That would probably bring even the most emo ling back to its senses and make it go zerg rush on everything around it.
Zerglings are obedient to the overmind, always. Unless of course this one somehow broke free and that's why it feels different. Oh well, nice try at creative writing none-the-less.
On July 15 2009 20:25 Osmoses wrote: I thought this was a parallel to your life for a second there, but then I got to the part of zerglings not fucking and the only available interpretations didn't sit well with me so I settled with this just being a cute story.
I'm kind of really curious what those interpretations are lol :X
If zerglings are capable of so much deep thought with such a tiny brain and only 25 mins, i wonder what kind of intellectual plans ultralisks concoct in their heads...
It was like me... In some ways. It was born in a pair. It had Zerg that understood it. But it also felt dissatisfied. Like it wanted to run away as much as I did. I felt very attracted to this Zergling, like I've never been in my entire life. But then I realise... We're Zerglings. There's no such thing as love. Zerglings don't fuck. Or run away together. We're born from larvae. Nothing can change that....KABOOM[Siege tank hit] SPLASH
On July 15 2009 19:58 sixghost wrote: Now I know why that 1 zergling always stops when I'm trying to kill the scouting probe. Stop being so existential and chase the damn scouting probe. Slacker.
This makes one wonder. What does this zergling feel when he chases a Bisuprobe?
Thank god for Pony Express too, I missed this when I went for camp.
yeah I'd try to revise the "fuck" out of the story It is abit too strong for it. It's like you're trying to make a nice ice tea then you dump some chili pepper into it.
I have no rpboem with swears it just doesn't seem to fit.
Generally I agree. Although it wasn't contrived (I was just transposing real thoughts into a fantasy universe) most people in my audience didn't get it/like it and therefore it should be changed.
But artistically I disagree for the same reasons. It might take a certain knowledge of psychology, or rare personal experience to understand why it fits perfectly, but it's quite literal. I would be altering the only part that is realistic to make it fit with what people think realistic should be (which of course is fantasy). I could explain in detail, but only if you ask.
Personally I was surprised people were surprised about it - I also thought it fit perfectly, even though I probably don't quite understand it - at least not in the way you do, just like I generally don't understand all of your story - I don't think I even want to, I have my own interpretation of it - but I love it.
"dont fuck" is a pinch of salt that is always needed to make it good decent story considering you had to base it off sc read it to the end since youve made somewhats an impression before with the attitude in some posts
On July 22 2009 03:02 Chef wrote: Generally I agree. Although it wasn't contrived (I was just transposing real thoughts into a fantasy universe) most people in my audience didn't get it/like it and therefore it should be changed.
I thought the "Zerglings don't fuck" added a perfect sense of something (realism? despair? cruel realization?) to the piece, and I would argue that it became that much stronger and evocative because people don't get it. Startling your reader into disagreeing, and more importantly thinking, is all part of good literature.
EPT
poor zergling.
