Worms Lore

Pixy · September 14, 2017, 05:17 AM

What is the backstory of WA anyway?
We play this game everyday, but we have no idea what's going on in-universe. Who are the worms? Why do they fight? Who are we doing missions for?
In the Intro we have this

QuoteMany 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?'

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

Who is Boggy B, exactly? The plot thickens.

TheKomodo · September 14, 2017, 05:26 AM

Not sure, but apparently Bloopy wrote a sequel(not really, he writes good poetry though):

Quote from: Bloopy
Worms of ages past,
Drowned and killed in the blast.
Burial ground of pink in the sea.
Dying bodies in a heap.
Fallout from a bright red sky.
Didn't you know?
Today's the day you're going to die!

You send your worms to their death.
The rattle of battle until the last breath.
The world on fire and the sound of war.
You keep coming back for more.
Casualties are on the rise.
Your cold heart will be your demise.

Wormers wriggle around in their chairs,
Tapping their keyboards like somebody cares.
Burning through worms like cigarettes,
'Til one team stands up and takes revenge.
No lump in your throat ever felt bigger
Than when you're looking down the barrel of a bazooka.

With the wind, the fighting turns.
A hunger for payback burns.
Don't be fooled by their size,
They've got guns and you're their prize.
From all directions comes a treat.
Exploding sheep, revenge is sweet.

Wormers wriggle around in their chairs,
Tapping their keyboards like somebody cares.
Burning through worms like cigarettes,
'Til one team stands up and takes revenge.
No lump in your throat ever felt bigger
Than when you're looking down the barrel of a bazooka.