Alternative Tactics, Wednesday Period 1, 05/09

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Sarah Kerrigan stood in the middle of an empty Danger Shop, wearing a simplified version of the Ghost armor. She had a serious expression on her face.

"Hey, kids," she said, "Welcome to Alternative Tactics, which is a pretty poor grouping name for a bundle of skills and knowledge you're going to need on the battlefield when you don't have a large army at your back and the bad guys seem to be holding most of the cards. Situations where ingenuity, resource management, stealth and superior maneuvering can save the day."

"I'm Lieutenant Kerrigan; I'll be your instructor for the duration. We'll be working in the environment I'm most familiar with. You'll find, however, that a lot of these concepts and skills will be of use no matter where or how you're fighting."

The Shoppe environment gave way when Kerrigan activated the program. It reconfigured into the dry asphalt tundra of the Badlands. She was standing on the rooftop of some burned out shops, holding her weapon gently.

"For the time being, though... You'll need some Marine armor for the course, so pick whatever color you're feeling," she grinned, "And have a look around. Get a feel for the sim. I'll see you at the end."

She turned around to leave, but then paused. "Oh, and you've got guns," she noted, "Point and click. Don't be an idiot and shoot someone. It won't kill you, but I'd rather not waste your time and mine reactivating frozen suits." Smirking, she hopped onto the ground.

[ wait for ocd up! ]

Comments

Re: Explore the Badlands

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

Anemone was deliberately trying to get herself lost, and failing miserably. This mini-map thing? Awesome.

Re: Explore the Badlands

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Somewhere along the line, two Hydralisks (http://starcraft.wikia.com/wiki/Hydralisks) had taken notice of Anemone. One appeared, suddenly, in front of Anemone: the other took the rear. They opened fire, shooting needles.

Re: Explore the Badlands

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

When in doubt? Shoot it. Anemone dodged down and left and aimed at the one that had come up in front, firing at its head. "Please don't have armored eyes. Please."

Re: Explore the Badlands

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

The Hydralisk did not have armored eyes. This was somewhat of an oversight, as its head exploded quite spectacularly and its body crashed down to the ground before it had gotten as much as a decent shot in.

The other would have been quite perturbed, had it the faculties. Instead, it continued firing at Anemone.

Re: Explore the Badlands

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

She spun around and repeated the same tactic at her other new friend, moving backwards to use the dead Hydralisk as cover. "You scratch the paint on this thing, YOU get explain it to the Lieutenant."

Re: Explore the Badlands

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

The Hydra had learned its lesson from the first, however, and dodged. Slightly. It was fast, but kind of bulky, and some of the bullets struck it in the back. That didn't keep it from continuing its barrage of needles, aiming for Anemone's head.

Re: Explore the Badlands

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

DOWN! Anemone swore and dropped to one knee, grateful for the face-shield. She began firing at the slinky-looking belly-ish thing, hoping that they had guts like nice, normal things, and not some uber exoskeleton.

Re: Explore the Badlands

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

It did, in fact, have guts. It had not had a lesson in protecting these guts very well. Actually, it hadn't really learned anything about anything that wasn't mindless violence.

The bullets struck their target and the Hydralisk went down, screeching. However, it wasn't down for the count yet - and it didn't stop firing.

Re: Explore the Badlands

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

At least it was down, that was definitely a good place to start in her opinion. Unused to the suit, Anemone staggered to her feet as fast as she could to try and move out of the range of the flailing...thing.

Snarling as some of the needles impacted her back, she turned around and targeted its head again. "Stop that."

Re: Explore the Badlands

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Its entrails were already starting to heal up again, and it was not going to stop firing if it could help it. One mighty insectoid leg began pushing the large body up again.

Re: Explore the Badlands

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

That was Not Good. Very much Not Good.

Anemone shot a round at the leg to either blow it off or slow it down before targeting the head again and opening fire. "I don't want to play with you! Die already!"

Re: Explore the Badlands

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

To add insult to injury, after its head exploded in a shower of gore, its leg finally fell off, too.

Re: Explore the Badlands

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

Not trusting it was actually dead after that gut-healing thing, Anemone circled both corpses warily, keeping her gun trailed on them the entire time as she kicked some smallish rocks at it.

Finally convinced they weren't getting back up, she lowered the firearm marginally and gave the second body a disgruntled glare. "Was all that really necessary? Show off."

Muttering to herself about why the hell did none of these planets have any Trapar for her to work with? and would it really be that hard to invent a decent LFO, Anemone took off across the Badlands again. This time, she was paying a lot more attention to her surroundings despite her internal grumblings.