Quake3World

This is a story of courage, honour and worms.
War had cast a shadow over their once peaceful land,
Gunfire filled the air, as worm turned against worm;
Where so many had fallen, others knew they must follow.
For one such worm, this day had already come.
When he was two, his father had left, never to return.
Three years he had waited for his chance to fight;
Three years of training, both day and night.
And though he was scared as he set off for battle,
He knew in his heart that it was something he must do.
Three inches tall, and armed to the teeth,
A fine soldier he made, and his name was Boggy B.

We are worms, we're the best, and we've come to win the war
We'll stand, we'll never run, stay until it's done
Though our friends may fall, and our world be blown apart
We'll strike with all our might
We'll fight for what is right till the end.

Scrambling up a hill and hiding behind a tree,
He looked at the battle that raged below.
It was there he saw his friend Spadge stood upon a bridge.
But another worm had also seen him, and aimed to have him dead
Boggy called to Spadge, but Spadge didn't hear,
He never knew what hit him, as he flew into the air.
It was all to much for Boggy, as he watched his best friend die.
Charging down the hill he had to have revenge,
What had Spadge done to come to such an end?
Reaching the bottom of the hill, Boggy suddenly heard a click:
He realized to is terror there was a mine under his tail!

We are worms, we're the best, and we've come to win the war
We'll stand, we'll never run, stay until it's done
Though our friends may fall, and our world be blown apart
We'll strike with all our might
We'll fight for what is right till the end.

Hitting several cliffs and landing in a tree,
Boggy pulled himself together, there was much he had to do.
Spotting the enemy down below, he knew this was his chance.
Boggy grabbed a stick of dynamite and dropped it on his head.
The enemy, he tried to run, but all he could really do was squirm,
As the fuse ran out there was a mighty BANG, and everywhere were bits of worm.
With their leader blown to kingdom come, the enemy they turned and ran!
Boggy bungeed from the tree and landed safely on the ground.
As he watched the enemy squirm away, the cry went up: "We've won the war!"

We are worms, we're the best, and we've come to win the war
We'll stand, we'll never run, stay until it's done
Though our friends may fall, and our world be blown apart
We'll strike with all our might
We'll fight for what is right till the end.

Many moons have passed since the worms went to war.
Onwards and upwards, bigger weapons than before.
Boggy B took cover, he shivered on patrol.
The arms race crazy, simply way out of control.

Then his friend threw it, the latest device.
Boggy B went and got it, against all advice - "What the...?" BOOM!
His tail was split, and his energy lost.
How many more will this dreaded war cost?

Then came the nuke, and the disease tumbling down.
If the bug didn't get to you, you'd probably drown.
But the worms battled on, through hunger and pain.
Living to fight, just to victor again.

And now it's the curtain call, the final onslaught,
no better bullet could you possibly have bought.
But spare a thought for Boggy and with it his friend.
So fight with their honour, and fight until the end!

This is the continuing saga of courage, honour... and worms

Many generations had passed since we were last witness to such a raging war
Long forgotten by creatures who dwell on the worlds surface,
the ongoing struggle of the worms had caused much bloodshed,
as cults and clans battled on for dominance of the world

Over the years, Boggy B had seen many a bloody battle, yet still he fights on!
For glory, for honour, and for his fallen friends, he must settle the score,
so that future generations may live without fear of air strikes and grenades
or face the hardship every day, that the war has brought upon his world

We are worms, we're the best and we've come to win the war
We'll stand, we'll never run, stay until it's done
Though our friends may fall and our world be blown apart
We'll strike with all our might, we'll fight for what is right, 'till the end

If anything, life as a worm had become even more dangerous.
Experiments had brought new and more powerful weapons to the battle.
Stories of exploding bananas were used to scare the young ones from mischief.
Sometimes even hardened war veterans could not hide their simmering fear.

We join Clagnut, son of Spadge, as he sets out on a scouting mission behind enemy lines.
The memory of his father clear in his mind, Clagnut carefully peeked over a leaf.
It was then, to his horror, he saw his uncle Boggy B trapped in a cave,
and the enemy's evil smile, as he reached for the soft fruit of doom!

We are worms, we're the best and we've come to win the war
We'll stand, we'll never run, stay until it's done
Though our friends may fall and our world be blown apart
We'll strike with all our might, we'll fight for what is right, 'till the end

This was the moment he had trained for since he was only half an inch long!
Using the rope he had packed, Clagnut lowered himself down the hill.
Primed for action, silent and deadly as only the slimiest of worms can be,
he crouched down, and quietly squirmed up behind his foe, prepared to make it count

At such close range, a grenade or a banana would surely make things worse
So he drew his baseball bat and struck his foe across the neck with a mighty swing
The enemy flew high and into the abyss, where Boggy then rained 3 cows upon his head
and once again, the cry was heard far across the land: We've won the war!

We are worms, we're the best and we've come to win the war
We'll stand, we'll never run, stay until it's done
Though our friends may fall and our world be blown apart
We'll strike with all our might, we'll fight for what is right, 'till the end

Worms of the Sense/Faculties of the Skull