misterG420 Profile Blog Joined August 2009 Germany 152 Posts Last Edited: 2019-12-13 10:28:34 #1 Zula the Chrismas zealot



Zula the Chrismas zealot is feeling the Chrismas stress quite heavily this year. Gone are the days where Zula could just lean back and relax. Nowadays it is all about improving, getting that next promotion and finding the last bit of motivation to keep going.



"And now with me new speedy legs everything is even faster; back in the old days, we were doing just fine, all this nonsense new technology!" Zula mumbled. "Look at them probes rushing to their work every day, not once stopping by their families and friends. This is madness!" Zula thought.



"Why the sad face?" asked Rocky the Proxy Reaper.



"Oh Rocky, how long have we known each other? 9 years? You were here since day 1, aren't you?" Zula inquired.



"Ye, something like that. But you really do look sad and mopey." Rocky stared at Zula and could not imagine why a Protoss could be so mopey.



"You know, with Christmas coming up, you start to think about your life, wonder if it is still going the right direction. Look at them probes, don't they all just feel like a tiny part of the wheel? Don't they waste their potential doing the same things over and over again? Am I still happy with my life!?"



"Gee, Zula you are a real buzz kill today; it's not like they got a choice, mate" Rocky was never particularly good at caring about others. In a way, he really lacks emotions and often just basic human compassion. Rocky does simply not care about yesterday, today or tomorrow, he just goes through life, distancing himself from questions that could change his habits or perception of his world too much. Rocky would not care if he failed classes, got kicked out of school or got into trouble for wearing inappropriate t-shirts with explicit language on them. "Where is all that coming from, Zula?"



Zula took a deep breath and you could feel a deep sense of sadness and anger. "The other day, in Zen Garden, where the critters usually play, I lost two friends." Zula kicked an empty can of beans and then continued. "It all happend so fast. Me and two probes went to see the new expansion down south. I was meant to protect them along the way. An enemy banshee showed up, cloaked like a coward and shot them dead. I ran for me life and didn't look back. Sam showed up, you know, the guy that keeps saying that he is cold as the void and brags about his cool blink ability. I jumped into one of the bushes and saw that he took a good shot at that banshee. Lucky for us, I thought, that we had one of the new observers with us." Zula had to stop and take another deep breath. "He killed the banshee and returned to the base to report. But then a group of angry marines showed up trying to pinpoint the location of the observer and shoot it down. Luckily for us, it escaped."



"Oh, the frustration of barely not getting the observer. I can imagine they must have been pretty mad, the marines, no?" Rocky - again - not really feeling anything and certainly not comforting his friend in this sad moment.



Zula looked at Rocky with sad eyes: "Don't you feel sorry for the probes? Their contributions are what made this nation so great! They made Protoss to the powerful nation we are today. And now no one remembers their names."



"Maybe if they actually build something instead of nibbeling on those shiny minerals all day, they would have…"



"You're such a cold blooded idot, Rocky!" Zula was clearly fed up and quite frankly shocked by Rocky's brutal statement. "What did I ever accomplish? I can move fast but that is now me only talent I possess. I am no longer strong, I have fast legs but weak arms. I can't shoot up and protect probes. In fact, I am worth less than those probes."



Rocky had buzzed off, leaving Zula behind like a broken mule.



"Without you my valuable zealot, there is no Protoss, there is no army and no hope. You are the one zealot we need." Zeratul's deep voice resonated in Zula's head. "It is a great honor that you as a warrior care so deeply about our probes; that you appreciate their hard work and not see yourself as someone better. Protect the ones you love and care about - to best of your abilities."









Zula the Chrismas zealot is feeling the Chrismas stress quite heavily this year. Gone are the days where Zula could just lean back and relax. Nowadays it is all about improving, getting that next promotion and finding the last bit of motivation to keep going."And now with me new speedy legs everything is even faster; back in the old days, we were doing just fine, all this nonsense new technology!" Zula mumbled. "Look at them probes rushing to their work every day, not once stopping by their families and friends. This is madness!" Zula thought."Why the sad face?" asked Rocky the Proxy Reaper."Oh Rocky, how long have we known each other? 9 years? You were here since day 1, aren't you?" Zula inquired."Ye, something like that. But you really do look sad and mopey." Rocky stared at Zula and could not imagine why a Protoss could be so mopey."You know, with Christmas coming up, you start to think about your life, wonder if it is still going the right direction. Look at them probes, don't they all just feel like a tiny part of the wheel? Don't they waste their potential doing the same things over and over again? Am I still happy with my life!?""Gee, Zula you are a real buzz kill today; it's not like they got a choice, mate" Rocky was never particularly good at caring about others. In a way, he really lacks emotions and often just basic human compassion. Rocky does simply not care about yesterday, today or tomorrow, he just goes through life, distancing himself from questions that could change his habits or perception of his world too much. Rocky would not care if he failed classes, got kicked out of school or got into trouble for wearing inappropriate t-shirts with explicit language on them. "Where is all that coming from, Zula?"Zula took a deep breath and you could feel a deep sense of sadness and anger. "The other day, in Zen Garden, where the critters usually play, I lost two friends." Zula kicked an empty can of beans and then continued. "It all happend so fast. Me and two probes went to see the new expansion down south. I was meant to protect them along the way. An enemy banshee showed up, cloaked like a coward and shot them dead. I ran for me life and didn't look back. Sam showed up, you know, the guy that keeps saying that he is cold as the void and brags about his cool blink ability. I jumped into one of the bushes and saw that he took a good shot at that banshee. Lucky for us, I thought, that we had one of the new observers with us." Zula had to stop and take another deep breath. "He killed the banshee and returned to the base to report. But then a group of angry marines showed up trying to pinpoint the location of the observer and shoot it down. Luckily for us, it escaped.""Oh, the frustration of barely not getting the observer. I can imagine they must have been pretty mad, the marines, no?" Rocky - again - not really feeling anything and certainly not comforting his friend in this sad moment.Zula looked at Rocky with sad eyes: "Don't you feel sorry for the probes? Their contributions are what made this nation so great! They made Protoss to the powerful nation we are today. And now no one remembers their names.""Maybe if they actually build something instead of nibbeling on those shiny minerals all day, they would have…""You're such a cold blooded idot, Rocky!" Zula was clearly fed up and quite frankly shocked by Rocky's brutal statement. "What did I ever accomplish? I can move fast but that is now me only talent I possess. I am no longer strong, I have fast legs but weak arms. I can't shoot up and protect probes. In fact, I am worth less than those probes."Rocky had buzzed off, leaving Zula behind like a broken mule."Without you my valuable zealot, there is no Protoss, there is no army and no hope. You are the one zealot we need." Zeratul's deep voice resonated in Zula's head. "It is a great honor that you as a warrior care so deeply about our probes; that you appreciate their hard work and not see yourself as someone better. Protect the ones you love and care about - to best of your abilities." https://www.twitch.tv/misterg_420