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Jun. 11th, 2013 11:54 amMun Name: Az
Journal: azerune
Contact Info: nyctotheory
Other Characters: Ratchet, Elias
Name Zealot (unit)
From: Starcrafts. (A series of cute flash animations based ON Starcraft.)
Appearance: Glorified scribble.
Standing at roughly human height, with a thick brown outline, yellow body, blue eyes, no mouth. Stick legs that lead to triangular feet.
Age: Unknown, presumably spawned at the start of the match.
Gender: Male.
Personality: Here's the best part. He clearly has one.
The zealot here is arguably the best defined personality in the entire series. He is serious, he is determined, he is surrounded by incompetency and idiocy on all sides, and he fails to realize nine times out of ten he fits that description perfectly.
He tends to have a general plan of attack, then get angry enough to forget all about it and simply rage at his source of frustration. He is quite probably the smartest character in the whole series, which rankles all the more when that fact fails to help him do anything. At one point he ragequit the entire game, sitting up on a high tower while all the races took a break and hating them. Then he took away their upgrades so they could be as useless as he felt.
Again, it didn't help. No ragequits, no complaining. He decided enough was enough and finished off the grinch parody by returning it all and sulking. I mean enjoying the spirit of the game. Yeah. Totally.
As a completely - no. As a comically overserious character, he wishes everyone else took things as seriously as he does. They won't; not when the zerglings run around like mutant puppies (and the rest of their side is not particularly better), the Terrans are blobs descended from Wall-E, and his own side, while generally far more serious than the other two, have numerous failings and way more than their share of instances of the dread disease known as 'not paying attention-itis'.
Now, onto the things that aren't specific to his canon.
The zealot does try to fit in and, makers forbid, even join in what lesser races might consider 'fun' sometimes, even without the use of weaponry or the burning desire to destroy all things that don't have his side's sigil attached. (Pool party: trying to join into a party the zerg and some marines were having in a zerg spawning pool. Trying. He got there too late. Also the Christmas special, or t-shirts animation, or the faceoff competition where everyone was in a huge arena. If he's not actively being attacked, or invaded, or ordered TO invade, he tends to just stalk around looking serious and self-important.)
He's not overly vocal, though he does talk - mostly the occasional bombastic phrase or distorted screams of rage. ("The void hungers", "Honor guides me", "Do NOT make me count to Zmer'Glars!", "None shall stand"; typical selection or action quotes made by the unit are what are represented in the canon.) I might have to make a slight departure from canon in order to add in some new lines to the repertoire, but mostly this is a man- er, zealot of action. He does not waste time talking, letting actions speak for themselves.
Granted they're ineffectual actions that largely get him almost killed time and time again, but they are actions nonetheless.
Backstory: A long time ago, the xel'naga engineered a perfectly suited world around a young yellow star, left, came back and found that the protoss had evolved when they weren't looking. They spent the next fair amount of time guiding protoss evolution, but failed to take into account the protoss's not insubstantial abilities in doing so. They got in over their head, it all fell apart, they fled in terror. The protoss, being the proud warrior race guys that they totally are, and the clear geniuses canon insists they are, first attacked them for leaving, then turned on each other in a global civil war so brutal that it managed to scare everything else that ever heard of it, even retroactively. And then blah blah blah history of the entire starcraft game, blah.
Moving on. All you need to know from that are that the protoss are clearly brilliant and they go nuts without an opponent. Or we can shorten that to this guy's entire species' history is 'and then they went so insane that their creators unleashed a race of parasitic biological horrors on the galaxy just to get rid of them'. Why is this important? Because Starcrafts is a severe dumbing down of every race to just a couple general traits.
This particular zealot spawned at the start of a three-way match between the protoss, zerg, and terran races. As possibly the first unit on the field for the protoss, he had a lot of learning to do: zerg micro managed to kite him off of a ramp and cost him the protoss' first base that he was guarding, for instance.
But does that stop our intrepid zealot?
No, although it'd probably be better for him if it had.
After we see him fail to run up a ramp due to a supply depot, and fail to keep things from running up HIS ramp due to his own fault, we next see him stomping on the spine of a spine crawler to make it lose its grip off the cliff, then running back to attack the zerg base. Then knock himself out on the it. Then claim victory (just before he gets tackled by zerglings) when an Immortal (another protoss unit) manages to actually take out the base. A lone cloaked banshee manages to pretty successfully wipe it out again.
Then, he apparently quits out of the teams altogether, taking the time to reminisce about various instances he lost skirmishes in embarrassing manners to all three races (only one of which was not shown in 'canon'), and engages in a long grinchian quest to take away absolutely everything. That also didn't do anything, and he learned the heartwarming, deep lesson about the true spirit of Starcraft: it's not about whether or not you are the most powerful, it's about killing other people anyway.
Well... something like that. More along the lines of good sportsmanship, but it evens out to the same thing. And that's the end of his ragequit.
As the final battle in that setting ended up with his own side warping everyone (himself included) off the cliff, such life lessons weren't really all that helpful, either. Season 2's ongoing, spoilers, he lived and is floating in radar dish in lava. As of S2E2 he's still stranded there, but by episode four he's finally managed to pull himself up and back into the game, just in time to engage a bunch of marines riding SCVs attacking the newest attempt at a protoss base. Just in case he'd forgotten how weird this war was.
As it's just endless battle with random shenanigans that may or may not make sense from there, there's nothing much more to tell.
Moral Standing: Lawful Irritated. Also known as: Protoss.
Dreams: To win. Barring that, to manage to accomplish something on his own. At one point it was for everything else to not be overpowered (whether or not it is), but the real dream is more inspired by not actually being the best thing out there, and wishing he was. This guy can easily be your standard whining gamer.
Fears: Someone else winning, or always getting there just as there's nothing to do. Or even worse, getting there and not being able to do anything. But that's what usually happens.
Extra: So Az, I can hear you ask. Az, why? Clearly this guy isn't going to immediately fit in. But he DOES fit in as the quintessential cartoon character trope. He has a goal, he has increasingly silly ways to try to get to it, against very ridiculous odds, and his failings are amusing to us all. And despite the many things that might have killed him, they make it pretty clear in the christmas special it's been the same one with the attitude all this time. He'd fit in as much as Wile E. Coyote would.
Anyway, he doesn't eat, lives on light and water, and would make an excellent addition to someone's terrarium.
Notes: Protoss are highly psychic creatures, and the zealot here is no exception. You don't hear them talk; they are telling you things telepathically. Anyone susceptible to psychic suggestion might be at risk, and anyone who is a skilled psychic can possibly use this to their advantage.
Protoss are very advanced. In fact, their entire strategy seems to be based off of magic and robots. Any science sufficiently advanced... still probably won't help much against other races.
Character Location: Nope. I don't trust this guy with a real base, and neither should you; not only can he not actually protect a darn thing but they have an annoying tendency to spawn units. He can make his own out of cardboard and paint or something.
Samples:
You had one job, zealot
One
Job.
And none of your side can do much better.
Torn between annoyance and confusion.
Bonus:
ACTUAL zealot starcraft II quotes.
Writing Sample: This hill for Aiur!
Journal: azerune
Contact Info: nyctotheory
Other Characters: Ratchet, Elias
Name Zealot (unit)
From: Starcrafts. (A series of cute flash animations based ON Starcraft.)
Appearance: Glorified scribble.
Standing at roughly human height, with a thick brown outline, yellow body, blue eyes, no mouth. Stick legs that lead to triangular feet.
Age: Unknown, presumably spawned at the start of the match.
Gender: Male.
Personality: Here's the best part. He clearly has one.
The zealot here is arguably the best defined personality in the entire series. He is serious, he is determined, he is surrounded by incompetency and idiocy on all sides, and he fails to realize nine times out of ten he fits that description perfectly.
He tends to have a general plan of attack, then get angry enough to forget all about it and simply rage at his source of frustration. He is quite probably the smartest character in the whole series, which rankles all the more when that fact fails to help him do anything. At one point he ragequit the entire game, sitting up on a high tower while all the races took a break and hating them. Then he took away their upgrades so they could be as useless as he felt.
Again, it didn't help. No ragequits, no complaining. He decided enough was enough and finished off the grinch parody by returning it all and sulking. I mean enjoying the spirit of the game. Yeah. Totally.
As a completely - no. As a comically overserious character, he wishes everyone else took things as seriously as he does. They won't; not when the zerglings run around like mutant puppies (and the rest of their side is not particularly better), the Terrans are blobs descended from Wall-E, and his own side, while generally far more serious than the other two, have numerous failings and way more than their share of instances of the dread disease known as 'not paying attention-itis'.
Now, onto the things that aren't specific to his canon.
The zealot does try to fit in and, makers forbid, even join in what lesser races might consider 'fun' sometimes, even without the use of weaponry or the burning desire to destroy all things that don't have his side's sigil attached. (Pool party: trying to join into a party the zerg and some marines were having in a zerg spawning pool. Trying. He got there too late. Also the Christmas special, or t-shirts animation, or the faceoff competition where everyone was in a huge arena. If he's not actively being attacked, or invaded, or ordered TO invade, he tends to just stalk around looking serious and self-important.)
He's not overly vocal, though he does talk - mostly the occasional bombastic phrase or distorted screams of rage. ("The void hungers", "Honor guides me", "Do NOT make me count to Zmer'Glars!", "None shall stand"; typical selection or action quotes made by the unit are what are represented in the canon.) I might have to make a slight departure from canon in order to add in some new lines to the repertoire, but mostly this is a man- er, zealot of action. He does not waste time talking, letting actions speak for themselves.
Granted they're ineffectual actions that largely get him almost killed time and time again, but they are actions nonetheless.
Backstory: A long time ago, the xel'naga engineered a perfectly suited world around a young yellow star, left, came back and found that the protoss had evolved when they weren't looking. They spent the next fair amount of time guiding protoss evolution, but failed to take into account the protoss's not insubstantial abilities in doing so. They got in over their head, it all fell apart, they fled in terror. The protoss, being the proud warrior race guys that they totally are, and the clear geniuses canon insists they are, first attacked them for leaving, then turned on each other in a global civil war so brutal that it managed to scare everything else that ever heard of it, even retroactively. And then blah blah blah history of the entire starcraft game, blah.
Moving on. All you need to know from that are that the protoss are clearly brilliant and they go nuts without an opponent. Or we can shorten that to this guy's entire species' history is 'and then they went so insane that their creators unleashed a race of parasitic biological horrors on the galaxy just to get rid of them'. Why is this important? Because Starcrafts is a severe dumbing down of every race to just a couple general traits.
This particular zealot spawned at the start of a three-way match between the protoss, zerg, and terran races. As possibly the first unit on the field for the protoss, he had a lot of learning to do: zerg micro managed to kite him off of a ramp and cost him the protoss' first base that he was guarding, for instance.
But does that stop our intrepid zealot?
No, although it'd probably be better for him if it had.
After we see him fail to run up a ramp due to a supply depot, and fail to keep things from running up HIS ramp due to his own fault, we next see him stomping on the spine of a spine crawler to make it lose its grip off the cliff, then running back to attack the zerg base. Then knock himself out on the it. Then claim victory (just before he gets tackled by zerglings) when an Immortal (another protoss unit) manages to actually take out the base. A lone cloaked banshee manages to pretty successfully wipe it out again.
Then, he apparently quits out of the teams altogether, taking the time to reminisce about various instances he lost skirmishes in embarrassing manners to all three races (only one of which was not shown in 'canon'), and engages in a long grinchian quest to take away absolutely everything. That also didn't do anything, and he learned the heartwarming, deep lesson about the true spirit of Starcraft: it's not about whether or not you are the most powerful, it's about killing other people anyway.
Well... something like that. More along the lines of good sportsmanship, but it evens out to the same thing. And that's the end of his ragequit.
As the final battle in that setting ended up with his own side warping everyone (himself included) off the cliff, such life lessons weren't really all that helpful, either. Season 2's ongoing, spoilers, he lived and is floating in radar dish in lava. As of S2E2 he's still stranded there, but by episode four he's finally managed to pull himself up and back into the game, just in time to engage a bunch of marines riding SCVs attacking the newest attempt at a protoss base. Just in case he'd forgotten how weird this war was.
As it's just endless battle with random shenanigans that may or may not make sense from there, there's nothing much more to tell.
Moral Standing: Lawful Irritated. Also known as: Protoss.
Dreams: To win. Barring that, to manage to accomplish something on his own. At one point it was for everything else to not be overpowered (whether or not it is), but the real dream is more inspired by not actually being the best thing out there, and wishing he was. This guy can easily be your standard whining gamer.
Fears: Someone else winning, or always getting there just as there's nothing to do. Or even worse, getting there and not being able to do anything. But that's what usually happens.
Extra: So Az, I can hear you ask. Az, why? Clearly this guy isn't going to immediately fit in. But he DOES fit in as the quintessential cartoon character trope. He has a goal, he has increasingly silly ways to try to get to it, against very ridiculous odds, and his failings are amusing to us all. And despite the many things that might have killed him, they make it pretty clear in the christmas special it's been the same one with the attitude all this time. He'd fit in as much as Wile E. Coyote would.
Anyway, he doesn't eat, lives on light and water, and would make an excellent addition to someone's terrarium.
Notes: Protoss are highly psychic creatures, and the zealot here is no exception. You don't hear them talk; they are telling you things telepathically. Anyone susceptible to psychic suggestion might be at risk, and anyone who is a skilled psychic can possibly use this to their advantage.
Protoss are very advanced. In fact, their entire strategy seems to be based off of magic and robots. Any science sufficiently advanced... still probably won't help much against other races.
Character Location: Nope. I don't trust this guy with a real base, and neither should you; not only can he not actually protect a darn thing but they have an annoying tendency to spawn units. He can make his own out of cardboard and paint or something.
Samples:
You had one job, zealot
One
Job.
And none of your side can do much better.
Torn between annoyance and confusion.
Bonus:
ACTUAL zealot starcraft II quotes.
Writing Sample: This hill for Aiur!
