This map I made in various different places. I was able to buy a laptop for $180 from the Pawn Shop, but I sold it soon after, yet I went around and for the first time ever having a laptop, made this map using the inspiration, from the various different places. Better late than never that I finally make a big size map that I actually finish until it's done, I've been waitin to since it came out, but I guess the laptop using the inspiration is what I was waiting for, like my whole life lol. If you would like to send it to various places over the internet for other people to splice or play go nuts!
This has been my all time favorite map for SC1 since it's completion about 2 month's ago as I turned 26 in September. Has a totally different kinda feel to it if ya know what I mean. Know what I meign man? This one has a few flukes in it too. It's almost like a picture on the minimap in the game where you can see north and south american on the left (did not notice that until it was already looking like that, which made me go 'woa', this is turning out good for me), There's an Alien lookin head bottom middle, a backwards hat wearing person bottom right up a bit in the ice somehow fluked, a couple UFO lookin bit's top and bottom middle, left a bit from the bases, and on the preview from this web-site even, you can see a smiley face bottom middle on that little path going up around and right, stickin out. I was amazed at some of the flukes on this map. A Hand holding a lightning bolt top middle, total flukes. Some I noticed after I made a click, and then I backed it up and saved it, and others I noticed way later on without designing them to look like that with that in mind before-hand.
I'm so addicted to this map, it's the only one I play on starcraft, it's actually got me back into it majorly. I've played it since it came out, but never had to actually buy it. I've had cd key's given to me from friend's who were gettin into other games, but I do not have one right now and I'm finally going to buy it :D
*PLEASE support Snowball Heaven!*
***!!!Props to the XoG, and ninja's out dere. Yoz, diss onez for Every-one'a You!!!
I would like to thank my laptop for this one. I've played sc since it came out. I've always wanted to own a laptop, who hasn't. I also always wanted to make a big sc map, but for some reason did not get to it until, well 10 years later when I bought a laptop from the pawn shop for $180. It was basically the same as the last computer I owned around 3 years before, and I had paid like $748 for it. This one was a laptop and $180. I took it around to all my favorite places outside, and to all my friend's places, and I used my surroundings for inspiration. I knew this was the right thing to do because I was making a map, and no map could have turned out like this from just sitting on a computer in one spot all the time. Whenever I felt like I hit the grind-stone really hard while building, I would pack-up my laptop and look for somewhere else to go, and then later on, I would find the perfect spot for inspiration and look at how well it turned out. Right after this map was done, which was about 2-3 days BEFORE sc2 came out, (haven't made any changes since and that's when I did-up '!!!ALL!!!' of the 'finishing touches', Tee hee hee) I sold my Laptop online for $180, and played Snowball Heaven over and over again on my step-bro's computer for the past 2 month's or so until feeling like I was getting torn up inside for being the only person alive for playing this map. I had to get it out.
So this map was the only thing to come out of my Laptop. It was all about making 'this one sc map' and finishing it. The older version's that I uploaded are when I was testing 8 player's with comp's (cuz I'm not back online yet I have to get a new cd key) and basically I figured were good enough to 'name' and call it done, but it kept asking for more until I finished up all the touch-up's and completed it, the final version called Snowball Heaven. I guess it was year's of not having made a big sc map, pent up, and having to wait year's before I could own a laptop and get out there and make a really truly awesome map for us sc players, that resulted in so many flukes.
The left side being the North and South American Continent's, UFO's, Hand holding lightning bolt, dude with a backwards hat, Alien head on the bottom in the minimap, a star, above the base in the bottom right on the minimap, camillion looking animal's, and just all around fun. Go Nibbit's for showcasing my map on the #1 spot, Filosephy's Snowball Heaven. I'm 26 now, and when sc came out, and I got addicted, I knew I would always get to building my map eventually. The #1 spot on Nibbit's, (Thank-you so very much again!) truly show's what it takes, heart. That and patience pay's off!!
One thing about this map, it never seemed to get finished, so when it was it was a strange, yet awesome feeling, because it kept giving the hint of a feeling that it was finished sometimes, but eventually it really 'got full' or ate it all up, and then became untouchable. Then 2 day's later sc2 is released, and they do not even come out with the full game, just the Terran Campaign, and I think about my map and I'm like, well, Sc2 is a joke, Long Live Starcraft #ONE!! And out of all the map's to come out before sc2, mine is probably the best, closest to sc2's release date. ;D I wonder if they also knew about it and came out with sc2 early to distract people from it :)
If anybody were to ask me for my advice, I'd say, "Not too much, Not too Little!!!
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HEREY HEREY!!! There is now a Facebook Web Page that will be dedicated to this Map by it's Maker. However there is also going to be one more dedication on this web page . . . The Most Absorbiant name known in the D2 Universe, by Blizzard North, Known for the most Epic of all Barbarian's, Kaotic-Kel's Own Wisper travelling from the strength of the Wind . . . MeChopLizard~!!~ . . . Oh Okay, and tiss it's his Poetry too . . . Duhh duhh duhh!!!!
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very nice. well thot out
Right underneath the "Counter" is the actual link allowed to click for downloading Snowball Heaven :D
Thank-you all for your encouragement. Checkout Zen Master Land if you have the chance. :D
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how do i download?
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You know what I'm wondering . . . when are we going to make thing's better instead of worse for our people? Why our civilian entity is still feeling like is there’s a crisis on our hands, should not be happening! When are we going to concentrate on that promise that in 5 year's there would be no more bum's on all the streets? They’re even putting petifiles back on the street, and ‘letting’ them be petifiles as long as they snitch to police! So now getting the drug dealer is worth more to them then the sexual molesting of our children. WW2 is over, yet their focus, is not all on our own people. We’re getting ripped off on our over-time by companies who weren’t even issuing pay stub’s so they could do it, and you think that being distracted by suicidal maniac’s is a good enough excuse to not know about, publish about, or do anything about it? Where’s the focus gone from War? Why has it gone back to War, Money Scam’s creating problems and not to fixing ‘our’ problems?
Well Linear just mean's using lines. It's not exactly an insult. By the way there reason's that people use doodad's, and reason's that people use the word Spam. Odviously you would be right if I was myself trying to "spam doodad's" however, it just took a long time for inspiration to actually hit again to change the map in any sort've form or as, as if you read the discription, I used a laptop and only when in my total surroundings I felt good, would I work on the map.
So you can understand how I will never believe that slander that you put up on my forum. It was souly for the purpose of using extra space for doodads I did not consider before, considered. By the way each base represents a patter for mining mineral's that is different yet a tribute to over the years the different types of bases that people came up with making for mining that's style kind've stuck around working together colaborating, if you will, to make a map of an all-in-one style, or bringing together many styles is what I'm saying. As you can see one base has 50,000 minerals only 1 mineral right above it an none else around, making it like fastest map tributed to hell. As well as the far left where they just surround as well as the gas.
You really need to do up your reading. Linear bases? lol that simply means:
adjective
1.of, consisting of, or using lines: linear design.
2. pertaining to or represented by lines: linear dimensions.
3. extended or arranged in a line: a linear series.
So now I know your a jerk because you were trying to make it sound like an insult. Like what is that supposed to mean? Read the review dude and understand, starcraft has been around in circulation since 1996, and you're still thinkin' we do not pickup on the same vibe as you are? We all are dude, just pick and choose your words more carefully next time or keep them to yourself because it only reflects back in the mirror to yourself.
So . . . . . I desided to write a story . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I Re-Dedicate this one to my SISTER'S 21st BIRTHDAY DINNER PARTY!! YAA BABY YAA!! I LOVE MIKE MYERS!! and Mercer Myers *tear.
-Filo
P.s. Have a great year everybody and have a Good time. *Make that a GREAT TIME EVERYBODY!!
At first the pitch is that The Samurai, introduces himself, and tries to grab a ride, but at no firm standpoint with the driver. The driver looked ordinary yet with a little stubbornness. His head shined which gave way to the red hair on his side which stretched to the back of his head and with a plentiful but not fully covered beard, looked with a gaze as if amongst children, and his face glew red, it seemed from the cold, but looked like he was sitting at a campfire and he shawn his gaze over to the Samurai!
“He surly has a great way of travelling, and is dealt such a nice smile of this peaceful day, Could I meet your acquaintance?”
“Not without this person’s name first” The Driver bargened, as the Samurai thought, how quaint would it be now to try and chop of his head, but he could never live for Tyranny.
“I am distinguished to have met thee.. . ?” There was a subtle pause, and then silence and then the man with the big red beard spoke, “Alagar, and from one tree passer to another, what be your name?” Shortly the idea came to Alagar that, “Celonesiss” could be of valuable protection.
There was much available for one added person on board. It only took a few moments to know that this friendship would be planned to stay together, for a long extrusion of time. They didn’t get along abruptly, but both were entranced by each others abilities. It almost seemed like the first close encounter with a man of the other culture, except without war. And Alagar knew all about the wars and how they had started. This alone was a good reason to say, that’s why he stuck with him. From the very beginning they had so much to dispose. And they wielded swords together, Endlessly, given only the one true path to must follow, while this became true, that they were seen righteous amongst men, born, from the conditions inside the wake of any opposser's.. . . . . .blind mistakes.
THE END! *God Love's Jesus
Alternate Ending: ~By Matthew Micheal Brooks Rozon.
The Samurai has a slumber in his senses, fighting it off day by day, he finally sheaths his sword to rest. The relentlessness has become clear to him now. Much too clear, for his teachers have never looked upon him in shame of his judgments. Contradictory to what they had said about leaving though, he felt that his past and Future always had to be very much different. What turned out to be different was not the Samurai, it was the war and his surroundings. The Grace that had once been the surroundings of the mountains and Salt in the Sea turned into the Grace of having travelled through them and seen so many Smiling faces. The Majesty of the Forest illuminating like the cloud of ones own breath and through the hazyness we see all of the times of glory we treaded upon, and all of the great battles.
The Samurai Lurks swiftly into the Forest as he follows a main path which opens just near a shallow part of trees. The light from the sun is shinning and there is no branch in the way, or any shadows until just as soon as it turns left and just as he approaches, a carriage is there just pulling into sight. A shattering blink from the driver-coach’s eyes and there he see’s that one man, standing. With a gasping coming from the coach’s mouth, The Samurai stands strong, hands on his side, and turned just slightly. As the shields and blankets hung over the side showed, this was a caravan traveling East to catch some profit selling good-fine suits and home comforts, yet it could also show that these were a knight’s of a certain brigade.
Please Read BackWards. -Yours Truely, Matthew Micheal Brooks.
It was a restless night, and all swallows were cooing from their nesting trees. The shadows were a blaze under the graceful moonlight, and the hit of leaves on to the ground could be herd under the breeze which kept on high the damp sounding foggy blue night and black air, swiftly moving it all. Surely the Samurai could feel the enticement pounding through his veins like a drum that has been beating louder and can now be herd by the presence of all Saintly mannor, and this seemed to stop the Samurai as he fell into a deeper and deeper subconscious, state that seemed to reach out at its own subconscious and devour it in one heaping chomp, but then it seemed different as the latch began to fade and brought temporaty back into its subconsciousness. And so the Samurai went home. It was kept under sweet fumes of dusty trails and leak-sided taverns where the weak have gone to toil in old dire issues that bring in some conflicts, that which some matter most to those even whom have written history, and read it and feel themself become in the longer picture, one whom with the pen holds in its hand and causes the magic to appear when it is true, false, or still a hopefulness inside where we can still see it, as magic..………..
THE END
From one Author to Another:
These types of magic, this kind of Hero, and believe it, or not but try to realize that you helped make this Hero, but it could be true.
Dedications:
I would like to send out my dedication’s for this story to,
My Family
My Friends whom I consider Family
And Anybody with a true heart, that knows no defeat.
A Quote That Someone Wrote:
Knowing when to leave may be the smartest thing anyone can learn.
Said By: Burt Bacharach
One day, belonged to all the army’s miscalculations, a strange Assassin Broke in, but to which was not owned by the Army, the Samurai! Found the traces of wax in a door handle, from a craftily formed wax key, and traced down the Assassin without even having known anything except where the assassin would Strike. At the hands of a Monarch in order to gain further access, but this he knew could not be allowed, too many have seen the wizdom which lies without ruin of the ages we were once all Deadlocked in Combat, and had no foe or friend to distinguish upon. In order to stop any Infiltration, he devised the most awesome of plans. He decided to wait upon the arrival of the unhospitable person to be. When he had spotted the false eye of the Soldier not amongst them, he gave to them, 3 of the most priceless rubies from the Emperors courthall, cathedral chamber. After doing so, the Assassin knowingly convinced, took them to their master whom could not believe their eyes. For this the Bribe to the Assassin was complete, and their Leader was then slaughtered upon by his own Armies after not wanting to sell them and become wretchedly rich. Constantly watching are those who will strip you of more then your reflections.
Choices themselves can come from other people, and so a samurai must know this, and anticipate what it is they whom be standing in their light will try to accomplish by learning, or by skill, often not during with acquaintances. And so, he had much to rebuild, for honor, and trust, but also to gain. It was a deep secret he kept, one that brought trouble amongst the entire Relm which was under siege. He could face attack by anybody, or soul, by his mistakes, but most importantly by his fortune. It seemed that the most powerful will make him enemy, and the Lands would crack in half, just to indulge him in his pacifist time. To all people a-like this would seem normal, so to him, it was utter importance that he keep himself alluded from his past ever being mentioned, and his skills would have to be relinquished for training. During this time it was easy to get no affection and keep Contemplating the strategies to be used next, to entrap the full efforts of his army’s, while keeping influence that doesn’t lead back to the Emperor by the Samurai’s doings.
Secretly they kept it amongst the two of them, secret even from each other, that they were contending one against the other. Not in Honor or Alliances, Gold or stale value, but only true was one thing they could contest in complete secrecy. Faith was all these two men had left to compete upon. For as one watched the other closer, the two eyes that latched on after would be truer to smite. And it was the Samurai who got involved and held in the Emperor’s presence too long until his purpose was only to have given more to the Emperor. However, he knew that if he remain completely hidden with his intent, then since the Emperor would have been careful to know all of this, which his eyes do show later, that his master’s eyes would truly open to him, and the stars would be able to say, who won their conflict of Faith, but only if he were to survive the hate of every Soldier in the Emperor’s Army, his enemies, the Emperor himself, and if all that what else to prove to himself he is still after everything able to survive the hate in himself without suffering. To the Samurai, it was perhaps some say the written key to the beginning of the train of all thought, to any life you wanted to know about. To be explained better you might say, a hypnotic trance to make you know all, see all, and feel underneath a spell, which could beg you for more, oh wait yes the book.
The Samurai was trapped, this was true, but he did not feel shame. As I said he had felt too much forgiveness in him, but that was because he had only felt the pain of the others whom he helped and swore to protect, but not those of the innocent in battle that he had mangled. So this gave a great distance of a whole of Loathing in the Samurai, that he kept in his eyes for the conflict. It was too great a wicked spell that had been cast upon the Samurai and he lost great deal of admirableness towards himself and the others.
It did in fact portrait him as a different man. One still yielding for its perfection, careless not the Samurai was, and he speeked with a different tongue which he then Denounced upon his undoubtedly friends they take a notice in his actions. It was a tease to the Samurai. Sheltered by his fear of regret, the Samurai kept to his regular round with the Emperor whom demanded that he taught himself great wisdom in between visits, are the Samurai was keeping up with doing himself until being almost swept away time, and time again, it was the Emperor who seemed more wise.
Many a tales, whispered in the night, about fantasy’s and riches, lended an ear to those middle-ground in the areas it was spawning wealth and tears.
One who does well they say, can make it into the mount of a heaping gold mine, and live forever trying to dig it out while you don’t end up getting
sliced in half for it. So it was easy to say, what you had on person, had to be enough, and people could smell the empty pockets and ratty
armor-wares. It only pleased those who thought about value, to be around anybody, or keep anybody alive, with spoils. It isn’t about making it look easy he would say, its about making it hard when it appears easy, and so therefore you have it looking hard to do things your way, because while most see easy as somewhere to tread upon, a Samurai sees the end of his life being trimmed down, for stepping on top an ant, or placing the wrong point of our feet set down on the ground with many pebbles, sometimes in the grass where it is fun to dig roots up and place half in the ground to stand upon. Sometimes there were precious seconds in battle that he enjoyed himself in for such was the enravelment.
The tender soul of the Samurai was lost in between worlds and he no longer found himself a part of this world. He was trapped. Within his mind lay conflict, and too much forgiveness.
It wasn’t power that the Emperor lost, nor respect, nor was it any friendships, but pain the Emperor did loose, and for the pain of others it was received, and all by the army, controlled by the Emperor, but true the Warrior’s heart or he would be able to cut the king’s head off. The army realized such admirableness shown by their Emperor for constantly inviting an estranged soldier, like many and more of us, like the ones that they call enemy, to take the turn of being an important decision maker. He is the Man whom rules and not only by War but by Birth-Right. It is the Emperor’s Tale which all
see as Devout and without question his Faith cannot be challenged. So does this Samurai challenge his Faith, and does the Emperor know this? Truly the Samurai could tell, he knew no meaning of Death, to him the Samurai, yet little did he know, their friendship could be bartered with, if the Samurai were to enclose the secrets that he has known.
Once upon a very Mistèf time.. .. . .. . .. . . . . .. . A Lonely Warrior, not bound or unclean, Approached an Emperor one day. To this the Emperor was surprised and asked the Warrior that he may show discipline, or be discarded as easily as a rat. But when the Warrior had sensed this he approached and cautioned…. “He who is too righteous will cause the
downfall of others.” To this the Emperor replied “Do you Warrior think that I will not have your tongue unravelled?” But with his samurai sword drawn still, he approached more and said, “It is not that which I do not believe, it is that you would not have something in place for people who wanted to join your
army.” To this the Emperor did not speak, and for once his pride seemed kept without words. To this the Warrior then sheathed his sword and approached with a bow. He said to his Sensei, “It would fulfill my Gratitude if I could stand beside you, just by having said it.” The Emperor nodded……….
Only the Samurai would show how truly tame he
could be, foreshadowing over the Emperor, as so nobody else could draw that effect. It wasn’t subtle to the army that the Emperor was spending less time out in the field, because amongst the mist they all realized something. The Guru’s that are running around, aren’t as hasty, and their words are not
longer spoken, but spoken more clear thus the catch. The army does not have to fight if they are training, and if the Samurai is training the army, then they will not have been prepared enough, unless they were utterly capable of setting-go
their training, heading if into war, or their life’s dispute, that neither would the Emperor, without the Samurai.
Grace, Honor and Fortune, By The Warrior's Way
By: Matthew Micheal Brooks Rozon Clarkson
This is a story about imagining the unimaginable true Warriors. Warrior’s who never stopped fighting for the Honor that they felt in their Hearts, for when they face power which ends up being corrupted, and faces the greatest betrayal…..
you see,
this was a time, after the many had fought with whom had the most honor, by evil, honor is to be broken. It was from the betrayal and because of whom which were whom best served their Masters, that lead to the Ultimate Warrior in our story.
Hello. This is Filosephy. I'd just like to thank you all for your support once more, and also answer the question about the Psi Emiter, hence I read the review!
To answer your question, I felt like the map needed some 'movement' apart from all of the hussle and bussle of the game, that stuck out in a static, sort've, way.
~Thank-you very much for the review, it has brought joyfullness to my heart.
******
-Matt
I love it this map apart by design and is very comfortable playing there.
Ok, it's just on the preview it's too small to see the doodads.
I like to think that Yeti has a home in a hidden cave on the map, which is right beside the secondary base for red, at the bottom right. Where Red would expand first, you can see a little bit of ice to the left of the mineral's, and above the mineral's a doodad of a big cave entrance, but that isn't my secret entrance to Yeti's home, it's just around the ice, to the left of it up against the higher ground, there is a little mini tunnel that appear's on the rocky side of the higher terran automatically without being a doodad. I like to think that Yeti's home is the mini cave entrance right around that small bit of ice near the top of it, with a tiny little ledge of snow hanging off the cave entrance. Plus when you look carefully to the left of the entrance, on the snow you may be able to make out a couple little foot-prints ;)
what are you talking about philosephy? what about a yeti??? I'm confused
***You gotta know this, I totally need to get this off my chest. I have a secret hiding space for Yeti on my map. ~~It's right beside the secondary base for the very bottom right spot. If you look at the minerals on the left of them is a little bit of ice to make the rest of the terrain beyond look hard to deduce. If you see there 'is' a doodad that I placed of a big tunnel, sort've iced over, but that isn't Yeti's home, it's if you go around the ice on the snow, you notice a little ledge, and a smaller tunnel, that isn't actually a doodad! That is my secret special home for Yeti that I had to tell you all about ;)***I love to see my map being used finally, thank-you all so very much for all of your great compliment's as well. Buh Byee!!!