Starcraft 2020 Global StarCraft II League Season 2, Group Stage #2, Group D match thread |
- 2020 Global StarCraft II League Season 2, Group Stage #2, Group D match thread
- Believe it or not.... Ravagers
- Happy Birthday INnoVation!
- 2020 GSL Season 2 Ro8 Bracket finalized
- Liquipedia can't handle Big Gabe
- Playing TvT in D3 be like:
- Parting on match against Serral
- War Chest team league is LIVE!
- FYI Some new items in the StarCraft section of the Blizzard store
- [ArtosisNet] Neural Network Picks Highlights From Artosis's Stream Week of July 20th [x-post /r/broodwar]
- Limited Edition Carbot Zergling plushie is up for preorder
- Post GSL entertainment live now - SpeCial v Patience bo9
- true momkeopleeop
- Game mode idea: Versus with mutations.
- I've restarted my Google and iCal calendar showing all premiere SC2 events. If you want only the biggest SC2 matches to appear on your personal calendar, feel free to add it from this link.
- Would you want a new race in Starcraft 3
- I suggest blizzard use this animation instead of a countdown for multiplayer in 5.0
- [STARCRAFT 2] did they get rid of skirmish or what ever it is called? I haven’t played in years
- Upcoming 5.0 Patch - Any Social Features Revamp?
- Centaur SC2 action!
- Jayborino and Subsourian discuss 10th anniversary
- Emojis Add to Favorites and Search Bar - Can we have this quality of life for SC2 chat as well?
- StoryCraft: The Trump Card
- Now that the patch has been out of a couple months, is it safe to call it a failure?
| 2020 Global StarCraft II League Season 2, Group Stage #2, Group D match thread Posted: 24 Jul 2020 12:56 PM PDT Welcome to the last group of the second Group Stage of GSL 2020 season 2! Buckle up and enjoy the games :) Today's broadcast is so early for my timezone that I will only update the scoreboard afterwards. Live updates can be found on Liquipedia. ----------- Countdown to LIVE----------- Liquipedia Tournament Page. Includes a regularly updated bracket visual as well as timestamps ----------- Tl.net match thread----------- For newer viewers CreightonOlsen's guide to watching a game of Starcraft------ Liquipedia stream with extra informative and cool overlay YouTube stream (English)AfreecaTV stream (English)AfreecaTV stream (Korean)AfreecaTV stream (Spanish)AfreecaTV stream (Chinese)AfreecaTV stream (Russian)AfreecaTV stream (Japanese)IndyStarCraft stream (Polish)----------- All matches best of 3 (first to win two games wins) ----------- Results:
--------- If you've read this far, do also check out the event calendar on tl.net for further tournaments or events. There's plenty of Starcraft going on before and after GSL! ---------- Enjoy the games! [link] [comments] | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Believe it or not.... Ravagers Posted: 24 Jul 2020 12:32 PM PDT
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| Posted: 24 Jul 2020 10:59 PM PDT Happy Birthday to the man, the machine, the legend himself, INnoVation! [link] [comments] | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 2020 GSL Season 2 Ro8 Bracket finalized Posted: 25 Jul 2020 12:17 AM PDT | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Liquipedia can't handle Big Gabe Posted: 24 Jul 2020 08:08 AM PDT
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| Parting on match against Serral Posted: 24 Jul 2020 07:36 PM PDT
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| War Chest team league is LIVE! Posted: 24 Jul 2020 03:05 AM PDT
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| FYI Some new items in the StarCraft section of the Blizzard store Posted: 24 Jul 2020 10:33 PM PDT | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Limited Edition Carbot Zergling plushie is up for preorder Posted: 24 Jul 2020 04:23 AM PDT
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| Post GSL entertainment live now - SpeCial v Patience bo9 Posted: 25 Jul 2020 12:52 AM PDT
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| Game mode idea: Versus with mutations. Posted: 24 Jul 2020 07:08 PM PDT Pretty self explanatory. Ideas for mutation include:
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| Would you want a new race in Starcraft 3 Posted: 25 Jul 2020 01:17 AM PDT | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| I suggest blizzard use this animation instead of a countdown for multiplayer in 5.0 Posted: 24 Jul 2020 04:11 AM PDT
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| [STARCRAFT 2] did they get rid of skirmish or what ever it is called? I haven’t played in years Posted: 24 Jul 2020 06:14 PM PDT The one where i pick the map and how many ai and everything And the ai strategy how many allies I have that kinda stuff I don't want to play online Also it's letting me play HOTS and LOTV I didn't even have a computer when lotv came out I know I didn't buy it is it free now or something it's letting me play all campaigns except nova: covert ops [link] [comments] | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Upcoming 5.0 Patch - Any Social Features Revamp? Posted: 24 Jul 2020 07:45 AM PDT Since the free to play update, the groups and clans features could have a little revamp so the new players can look for groups and clans easier. However nothing has changed and when one search for a group or clan basically all are empty shells. Just try search Reddit SC group in-game, you'll see what I'm talking about. Hopefully dear Blizz developers can at least feature groups and clans in the news tab in-game just like in the Heart of the Swarm. Perhaps add even some rewards for groups and clans like banners, sprays and emoticons? P.S. Also any active co-op clan for NA region? [link] [comments] | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Jayborino and Subsourian discuss 10th anniversary Posted: 25 Jul 2020 02:12 AM PDT https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=52iJngUeLWw Second half of the video is discussion about the 10th anniversary, Starcraft community, communities in general and more Hopefuly people find it interesting [link] [comments] | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Emojis Add to Favorites and Search Bar - Can we have this quality of life for SC2 chat as well? Posted: 24 Jul 2020 08:33 AM PDT
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| Posted: 24 Jul 2020 08:57 AM PDT The Trump Card After Duke, everything changed. We had Confederate defectors coming out of the woodwork. Although the Norad II was a complete loss, the general was still in command of whatever was left of his battle group in high orbit. This included a state-of-the-art manufacturing facility. They had parked the behemoth smack dab in the middle of our base, on the basketball court that me and the boys liked to use during the few hours we weren't on mission, debriefing from a mission or about to be sent out on another mission. Like we were now. "Commander," an euphonic voice said to me. I rolled over in my sleeping back, swatting for my phone. The holographic image of the adjuvant was hovering about an inch above the screen. "Our position has been discovered," the android explained as my hand passed through the space it was occupying. The projected image seemed not to notice. "As of two hours ago, a large Confederate strike force arrived on Antiga Prime and established a base camp within our defensive perimeter. Arcturus Mengsk is calling a meeting." "Great," I said. And powered off my phone. I was exhausted. We'd been running nonstop. To where all the coffee in the world couldn't keep me up. Still I had to stop at the mess hall for a cup of joe before heading over to Mengsk's office. The emergency meeting had already started by the time I arrived. "Greetings," Mengsk said, eyeing the beverage in my hands. He was sitting behind his desk. His gold letter opener balanced precariously between his fingers. Arcturus's gaze shifted back to the group. As usual Kerrigan and Horner were here as well as that scientist that we had rescued. "I know you're all concerned about the Confederate strike force," Mengsk began, "but first we have grave matters to discuss. It seems that the laboratory we raided didn't hold weapons designs after all. Dr. Stetman will explain." Dr. Stetmann stepped to the front. As he did the adjuvant projected a schematic. I couldn't make heads or tails of it. He was clicking a ballpoint pen nervously in his hand. "You all know that the Confederates run a program for psychically gifted humans," he glanced at Kerrigan, "training them to be Ghosts. Those running the program found that the Zerg are attuned to the psychic emanations of Ghosts." "So the Zerg are here for you darling?" I twisted around in my seat to get a better look at Kerrigan. "This just keeps getting better and better." "Shut up." Dr. Stetmann coughed awkwardly. Then continued. "There's been a lot of secret Confederate research surrounding Ghosts and the Zerg. My research was a small but critical piece of the puzzle: designs for a Transplanar Psionic Waveform Emitter." Stetmann poked at the schematics with his pen, zooming in. "The emitters broadcast the neural imprint of a Ghost but at a much greater magnitude. These things have a broadcast reach of over three lightyears..." Mengsk raised a finger, cutting him off. When he spoke it was slow and measured but also simmering with anger. Like he wasn't choosing each and every consonant very carefully. Like he was speaking from the heart. "The Confederacy used these Psi Emitters to lure the Zerg into isolated containment areas. You colony, Mar Sara, Magistrate, was one such location." Horner leaned forward. "What are you saying?" "I'm saying the Zerg are a secret weapon developed by the Confederacy. I'm sayin you were all subjects of a Confederate weapons test." Mengsk sunk the letter opener into his desk. "Just as they destroyed Korhal with nuclear weapons to establish dominance a generation ago, they would use the Zerg to put an end to their other rivals. Only this time there'd be no outrage; who could suspect the aliens were their creation? No, they'd be lauded as heroes coming in and destroying the Zerg. It's time the Confederacy paid for its crimes." He rose. Then turned to the monitors behind his desk. One of them was showing grainy footage of a military base. "And I know just the way. Lieutenant Kerrigan is going to plant an emitter at the Confederate base camp." He turned to me. "Commander, you will provide her with an escort. When the Zerg arrive, they'll break the blockade for us and we'll make our escape. Now get moving." The others left, but I stayed in my seat. Watching that letter opener and the hologram. Thinking about what this all meant. This didn't seem right but I wasn't going to be able to convince Mengsk alone. Perhaps I could break through to Kerrigan. I finished my coffee, then walked across the base to the new factory building so that I could check out this psi-emitter for myself. Rory Swann, that short mechanic who had been yelling at Blaze when we first arrived, was waiting inside. I asked the dwarf to show me the deus ex machina. The machine shop was filled with row after row of 3-D fabricators. These ramshackle devices were capable of manufacturing any components that a fledgling colony might need. As I watched an extruder rocked back and forth over the printing table, doling out molten alloy as it did so. There was a microwaveable ding and then the safety door retracted. Rory reached into the fabricator, pulling out the product. He carried this across the room, then attached this to the machine in the center of the room. The machine looked like the bastard lovechild between a run-of-the-mill refrigerator and a high-tech windmill. "Behold," Rory said, putting the final touches on his Frankenstonian creation, "A Transplanar Psionic Waveform Emitter. Reverse engineered from what the egghead could remember. Plus a little elbow grease on my part. The doctor couldn't remember everything so we had to make some, lets just call them 'educated guesses'. But it should do its job." "You're not sure it works?" "Well, she needs a field test," he slammed the metal sidings with his pneumatic claw. It made a loud sound. "And word is that's today." I didn't answer him. "How's it work?" I asked instead. Rory explained the device. Something about alpha wave signatures and Lorentz transformation. There was this interferometer at the top. That had something to do with the 'pupil beam combiner'. I didn't really understand half the words he was saying but it sounded pretty fancy. "Rory, just tell me, what do I need to do?" Swann shuffled over to the corner of the shop. He grabbed hold of a blue tarp, yanking this off to reveal a space construction vehicle. Basically, an astromech designed for deep space mining and repair. It had a pneumatic rock crusher, and a tricone drill-hammer. Smack-dab in the middle, nestled between some yellow roll over bars, was a bucket-seat with barely enough room for one. "You have to use this." He pointed at the SCV. "To pick up that." He pointed to the emitter. "And bring it to the enemy." I shrugged, this day was getting worse by the minute. "Will do," I said. At 0500 local time Mengsk's forces staged a preemptively assault. Kerrigan and I were part of the rearguard, which was not a position I was accustomed to but you couldn't charge into battle in a service vehicle. The SCV was about as quick as your inbred cousin after that mule kick to the head. About as pretty too. It was bumble bee yellow which is exactly what you want when transporting apocalyptic super-weapons. I drove the clunker up the freeway at about 40 mph. The rest of the caravan, slowing so I could keep up. We were creeping toward Andasar City where the bulk of the Confederate fleet had just made landfall. Sarah followed behind me on a Nuura Shadowblade. It was a model I'd never seen before. The gravity fins looked different, larger, more sleek, like the kind they put on starships. "Your bike, what is it? 348?" "Huh?" "The bike. How did you get it?" "It was a gift." "From who? "Lieutenant Nadaner." "Oh," I said, then changed the subject. "So listen once we set this thing off it's going to call the Zerg here. A whole heaping swarm of them." "That's the idea." "That sit entirely right with you, darling? I mean there are civilians here. Eight billion people. Even more than Mar Sara. We're going to condemn them to die?" "We all have personal feelings about this," her voice wavered on the radio, "but we can't let our past cloud our judgement." "Why does that sound like something Mengsk would say?" "Because he did." "So you raised these concerns too?" She didn't answer. I leaned back in my seat. Maybe I was mistaken about the woman. I'd pegged her for a cold blooded killer but if she had confronted Mengsk about… Sighing, I leaned forward in my seat. The cabin was jittering all over the place like someone had slipped espresso in the fuel tank. I tried to shift the junker into a lower gear but this only made things worse. The seat was missing most of the packing styrofoam it had once contained. Out the chipped acrylic windows of the SCV I could see our payload. The psi-emitter. It was sandwiched delicately between the neosteel fingers of my utility clamp. It seemed too tiny, and fragile for a world ending machine. I was pretty sure Rory had parts of it held together by duct tape. There was something else beyond it. Further up the road, about a mile there was a small bridge. I squinted. There had been a landslide. A massive pile of rocks lay across the highway, just after the bridge, blocking our path. We came to a halt on the overpass. I checked over the side. Below was a hundred foot drop into the river. The water looked fast, deep and brackish. No way a marine in combat armor was gonna make it through that. They'd sink like a stone. We needed to clear the rocks. "I'll handle this," I said over the radio, somehow the squawk box made my voice sound even more redneck than I suppose it normally did. I cleared some cigarette butts and girlie magazines of the dashboard, searching for the controls that worked the drills. I tried one of the lever's at random and the cutter head started up. I smiled. This rust bucket wasn't so complex, now was it. I walked my mech up towards the front of the caravan where the landslide had fallen. Large boulders lay in my way. But before I could start clearing I heard something. A whizzing. Then an explosion rocked the bridge. The radio came to life. "Ambush!" I quickly checked in the rearview. One of the armored trucks in the back of our caravan had been destroyed. All that remained was burning steel and mylar. Almost simultaneously SOK rebels and defector marines poured from the remaining vehicles, sprinting towards the right side of the bridge. There they huddled down behind the concrete balustrades, returning fire. "C'mon," Kerrigan said, pulling up beside me. "We have to get you out of here." "No," I said, "we have to clear this rubble. Otherwise, the whole caravan is sitting ducks." "This is bigger than that Jim, that psi-emitter is the key to everything. If we don't complete our mission this revolution is over. These men are ready to die for that cause." "And how exactly are we going to do that?" I waved the SCV's drill attachment towards the rocks. "You're in an SCV. The extraterrestrial thrusters should be able to get over these…" Just then there was another explosion, this one louder and much, much closer. The bridge buckled, then began to lean. All around me I could hear tensile cables snapping. Men and trucks were beginning to tumble from the bridge, like plastic toy soldiers. Lost in the churn below. "We don't really have time to debate this," Kerrigan exclaimed. She had already dismounted her hoverbike and begun climbing up the escarpment. I pressed the large, red button on my steering throttle and the SCV rocketed into the air. A green indicator popped up on the windshield, counting down the number of seconds that I had remaining until the thrusters overheated and gave out. The vehicle made it twenty feet, vertically, before I had to land again. I was halfway up the rocks. Just then the rest of the bridge collapsed. A few of the marines had been rushing over to join us as the structure disappeared beneath their feet. I reached out a robotic claw as if to catch them, almost dropping the psi-emitter in the process. I stared at the device. Its eccentric tin-foil antennae. The bexalite coils which Rory had salvaged from a Corvid reactor. I took one last at the angry river. The indicator was blinking again, informing me that the thrusters had cooled enough for another short jump. Kerrigan had already disappeared over the other side of the rocks. I followed after her. Ahead of us was mountainous terrain. A seemingly impenetrable maze of granite and quartz. We picked our way through this, me swingin the drill hammer at any stony obstacles, Kerrigan sticking to the higher ground where she could see if we were being pursued. After the bridge gave out we hadn't heard any more mortar fire. We presumed that this meant the enemy had attacked us from the rear. "We could have saved them," I said as we hiked up another jagged crag. "There might have been survivors in the river." Kerrigan was already prancing around up at the top, like a goddamn billy goat. She was studying something in the distance. Had these telescopic goggles on that made her look sorta like an owl and ET at the same time. She flipped the goggles up and looked down at me. "What is it?" I asked. "We're not far. And no we couldn't have saved them. We had to complete the mission. We still have to complete the mission." "The mission," I said, frowning. "Yeah, about that. I'm not sure I shouldn't just crush this thing right now." I squeezed the controls and the clamp, which was holding Mengsk's device, tightened ever so slightly. A flash of concern played across Kerrigan's face. As if she were debating whether or not she could shoot me before I destroyed the emitter. Then it was gone. "Don't do anything harsh," she said calmly. "Harsh?" I repeated. "Tell me, what could be harshed than luring every single xenomorph in a three light years radius to a civilian world? Is that harsh? Just so Mengsk can win a war?" I squeezed the trigger a little bit harder. The clamp groaned. "So we can win a war. All of us. This isn't about Mengsk. Nor you. This is about freedom. The greater good." "Then why does this greater good seem like the exact thing we're supposed to be fighting against?" We had created another rocky outcropping and we're standing on a cliffside. It was nightfall by then. In the distance we could see the broken silhouette of tall buildings. Andasar City. Where we were heading. "Is this close enough?" Kerrigan shook her head. "No Mengsk said we should leave it at the starport." She pointed to a building near the city limits. It looked like an anvil and had tiny flyers coming and taking off from it in a constant stream." "Why?" "He doesn't want to leave anything to chance. If the Zerg attack that first then the Confederates won't get a chance to escape." I stared at the city lights. There weren't many. The whole metropolis looked pretty ravaged. There were no lights and smoke rose from numerous locations. But still I had to wonder just how many people were still hiding. Hoping to tough out the worst of the fighting and emerge from the rubble to rebuild their lives. Far too many. "Let's get this over with." I grumbled. We were able to use the SCV's thrusters to get down the cliffside relatively quickly. Kerrigan had to climb in the cabin with me. Her sitting on my lap. Not going to lie, she smelled like lavender and lemon. Don't ask me how, with all the time she spent out in the field, but she did. I can only imagine what I smelled like to her. Once down in the lowland it took us another three hours to wind our way up the back roads until we got near Andasar Interplanetary. It was past midnight. There was a chain-linked fence around the perimeter but this was trivial given that my mech had spent most of the day smashing through granite rock. The guards were a bit more challenging. An orange searchlight was playing across the courtyard, panning out to the runways then back again towards us. Kerrigan stopped. Waited for the beam to pass over. When it had she unslung her sniper rifle and carefully aimed down the sights. I couldn't even hear it go off. Just one moment there was a guard patrolling in the grass. And the next moment there wasn't. Kerrigan readjusted her targeting laser. Another guard dropped. We reached the first hangar bay. Above us loomed the Starport. It reminded me of something out of Norse mythology, a gargantuan blacksmith's anvil worthy of Thor's hammer. Kerrigan set about assembling the emitter. It took about five minutes. I could hear wraith fighters swooping in overhead but we were hidden by the hangar bay shadows. There was also the trash compactor footsteps of another mechanized walker patrolling nearby. "Hurry up," I whispered. "Almost done." Kerrigan took out a helmet that was fashioned with all sorts of electrodes and mismatched wires. She sat down, legs crossed in a meditative lotus. Then put the helmet on. "What's that?" I asked but Kerrigan didn't answer. Her eyes fluttered as if she were in REM sleep. I could hear the mech getting closer. It sounded just around the corner. "Kerrigan," I whispered into the radio. Louder this time. "I think we've got trouble…" Kerrigan was silent, lost inside her trance. "Halt," an authoritative voice said behind me. I turned the SCV around. Standing in front of me was a Goliath assault strider. Twelve feet tall with twin 30mm smoothbore autocannons and shoulder-mounted Hellfire missiles. If memory serves they clocked out at over one hundred miles per hour when running full speed. The mech had an underslung belly cannon zeroed on me. "Identify yourself, civilian," the loudspeaker declared. "Jim," I stuttered. "What is your identification number?" I glanced behind me. Sarah was still doing...whatever it was she was doing. I needed to stall. "Identification...man, I'm just a contractor. We're out here trying to fix your...flux capacitors..." There was a long, uncomfortable silence. I doubled down. "And I don't appreciate being called out of bed like this. Acting like it's a big emergency that your commander can't relay the fleet. Fleets up there somewhere," I waved the drill-hammer to the sky, "and they'll be there in the morning when I usually get up." The Gatling cannon began spinning and I knew that my bluff had been called. Reflexively, I hit the thrusters. Juking to the side just as the Goliath fired. The hangar behind me was peppered with bullet holes where my rig had been just a second before. Reflexively I swiveled the thrusters, redirecting my momentum towards the walker. I slammed into the mech. My hammer came down on one of the autocannons, its drilling teeth digging into the neosteel. In response the Goliath attempted to back pedal, it's reverse-jointed legs squealing like stuck pigs but failing because my drill-hammer had become embedded in its side. It turned the Gatling on me. Fired, point blank. On my HUD I could see multiple systems failing. In a last ditch effort I swung the SCV's utility clamp. Smashing through the plexiglass and ripping the pilot straight out of his restraints. The Goliath stopped firing just as my SCV powered down. It was only then that I became aware that an alarm klaxon had been blaring for who knows how long. "What in the hell?" Kerrigan said coming to. She had taken off the helmet and was grabbing her gear. I clambered out from my disabled SCV. Then transferred over to the Goliath. There was coagulated blood everywhere. I lowered the mech so that Kerrigan could get in. "We gotta go. Now." [link] [comments] | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Now that the patch has been out of a couple months, is it safe to call it a failure? Posted: 25 Jul 2020 01:22 AM PDT Edit: fucked up the title, should say "out a couple of moths" Now that we've seen a wealth of professional games, I've formulated my opinions on the patch. And....it's a failure. When I say failure, I don't mean it threw balance out of whack and broke the game. Rather that Blizzard implemented changes with goals in mind and none of those goals were hit. Widow mine - Blizzard wanted more diversity in Terran openings and more dynamic play, yet I don't really see a whole lot of change. There are definitely some games with armory openings but the matchup is largely the same. Even in my D2 level as well Oracle - The buff that was really a nerf. Common consensus is that it buffs the mid game but nerfs the late game where revelation is critical to spot lurkers. But did it really do anything in the mid game? Adept openers still dominate the matchup. And when was the last time you saw a pro game where they used revelation to clear creep? It seems that energy is best saved for harass or defense. It takes a lot of energy to revelate and kill a tumor. Banelings - Nothing has changed Battery overcharge - Funnily enough i feel like this affects all protoss matchups instead of just pvp. Not quite sure how I feel about this one yet Queen Range - This I definitely see the effects of. Many matches the oracle or prism escape with little health. Templar Feedback - While this is very much over due, I don't think it matters in the end because: PvZ is still flawed. Pros still think they need to do critical damage before the late game otherwise they have no chance. PvT isn't any more dynamic. I will say, PvP has slightly improved but it's still a shit show. These are just my opinions of course, interested to read what other people think. [link] [comments] |
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