Terran Blues

Alright, here we go!

Good luck, marine.

Yeah! These other marines don’t know what they’re up against.

Ooh…about that…

What? Do they have Firebats? Vultures? We have some too, so-

We’re fighting alien monsters.

What?

An evil swarming hive-mind of monsters. They hatch from eggs. A lot of them shoot spikes or acid, or something. I figured someone would have told you.

Wow, uh, nope. They never mentioned the horrible, horrible monsters. In fact, they barely mentioned me being a marine. I’m an astronaut. That’s why I’m in freaking space.

Yeah, you should have thought about that before you accepted those 50 minerals, science boy.

Okay, so space monsters. Wow. I guess we, we can out smart them, right?

Well in theory. They tend to just rush and kill things. And there’s also a race of alien robot geniuses. We have to fight them too.

Can’t we work with them?

Not really. Wait, sometimes. But nah, not really.

Wow. Just…is there anything to help me?

Yeah, we have stim packs, but they’ll take a quarter of your health. And we used to have medics, but then we got rid of them.

Why would we ever get rid of them!?

If you get a Starport and wait a while we have an air thing.

That’s not the same and you know it.

Also, sometimes we’ll still fight other marines sometimes. So yeah, I guess you were also right the first time.

In light of this, couldn’t all of humanity work together? Just put aside our differences, and maybe, just maybe-

Nuclear launch detected.

I hate this game.