Jim Raynor: A Starcraft Story

Jim Raynor: Episode I

2/2/2023

Jim Raynor: A Starcraft story

The year is 2470 the famed terran Jim Raynor was born. The plant Shiloh

was an outer rim planet of the Koprulu Sector. The outer rim was considered the Fringe Worlds. Raynor for the first eighteen years of his life he learned how to fight bullies by his father's teachings, drive vehicles i.e Vulture bikes, and was an expert demolition player in Centerville. His grandfather even taught him how to hunt and shoot in the farm.

However, all changed in 2488 when the Confederacy was embroiled with conflict against the Kel-Morian Combine. The conflict known as the Guild Wars rocked the sector. The Terran race had been conscripted to fight this brutal war and Raynor was one such person that was involved.

Shiloh, Centerville 2488

Jim Raynor: So this sector is at war? Well I got to fight this conflict.

Trace Raynor: If you want to enlist, Son, that's your choice. Because in this life, you are who you choose to be. And it doesn't surprise us one bit that our son wants to be a hero.

Jim Raynor: Right, dad I want to fight for the Confederates the time to fight is now! Even my friend Tom Omer is joining the military!

As Jim was getting to the conscript station he had to fuel his truck. However he encountered a rival...

Jim Raynor: Alright! Time to fuel my truck and-

Hank Harnack: Outta way son!

Jim Raynor: Back off! Scum!

Hank Harnack: Suck it loser!

Jim Raynor: Don't you dare provoke me!

Jim Raynor and Hank Harnack both fought each other physically. The fight ended when Raynor beat Hank to a bloody pulp.

Jim Raynor: Don't you dare mess with me ever again!

Hank Harnack: ok

Jim Raynor then drove his truck to the recruiting station.

Both Raynor's got out of their truck and went into the station.

Farley: Good morning, folks! My name is Farley...Gunnery Sergeant Farley...I'll be down in a sec.

Trace Raynor: That guy today, he's a recruiter! It's his job to make it seem adventurous and exciting, but war is war, no matter how you spin it. You have a fifteen-minute conversation with some propaganda spouter and suddenly you're ready to sign your life away.

Jim Raynor: Well as much as its propaganda this war it's legit! I want to be in the military.

Trace Raynor: No son, it's not as fun as a real-time strategy game or your demolition derbies back at home.

Jim Raynor: Well I like the action of war! If my friend can sign up for this war. Why can't I?

Trace Raynor: Because you have a long life ahead of you man! Young men put into coffins as a kid is a tragedy!

Jim Raynor: Well I want to have a job! These demolition derbies back home are nothing that I want to face!

Farley: Alright I'm back! So your son wants to join this war right?

Jim Raynor: Yes!

Farley: Well you seem to be enthusiastic about this! Have your parents sign this paper on the dotted line right here! After that you'll be ready to join the fight!

Trace Raynor: Sighs... Fine, I'll sign.

Trace Raynor eventually signs up Jim Raynor for the Confederate forces as much to his dismay.