They stood alone. Trapped in a cavernous hole, their team-mates lying in shallow graves around the cavern. One listening intently to the dying sounds of gunfire echoing through the dark cave. One looked over his shoulder. His comrade was a gibbering wreck, the hellish sounds of their men's last moments echoing in his mind. They were trapped in this cave. The one possible exit route was too small to squeeze through. They had explosives; they could tunnel their way out, but it would draw attention to their position. He stood in silence against the wall, listening as the last of their foe slowly made his way to their position. He was swift, cunning and deadly. Using ropes to navigate through the damp walls; he was getting closer...

There were two walls between them, large masses of rock. It was his turn now, his friend was in no shape for any more combat. He took his weapon, and quietly loaded it. He took a cautionary step back. If he missed, it was all over. He aimed at the rock in front of him. He was shooting blind, he knew that, but it was his only chance of killing his opponent before he was killed. He steadied his breath, and pulled the trigger. It took less than 5 seconds for all 50 of the weapons bullets to be fired. As the smoke cleared, he looked through the hole in the rock. 5 metres away, in the other rock, a similar hole had been punched through. There was no sign of life. He breathed a hefty sigh of relief and slumped down against the wall.

As he looked skyward, he saw a large red telephone ringing merrily. He pressed the appropriate key, and read the message with a slight grin on his face:

Megatrobe: NEH!!!

Chuckling slightly, he typed out a reply.

'chard: OOoh yes! Pwned like a n00b!!!

Then, simply because that was what he'd been animated to do, he put away the gun, stood, and jumped up and down rather stupidly. But there would always be the next game...

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Welcome to the cartoonish hellhole of Worms2! That was a slight dramatisation of how I won last night. Expect to see the full series on BBC2 in the Spring.

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FAO: /fpoole_ In the last post where you wrote about the Tate, I commented on my own sculpture. Here are a few photographs of said sculpture:

3/4 View
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/Valmar/DSCF0687.jpg

Front View
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/Valmar/DSCF0686.jpg

Back View
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/Valmar/DSCF0685.jpg

Side View
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v218/Valmar/DSCF0684.jpg

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Well, must go do some practise maps on Worms. An Ub3R-l337 Pl4yA doesn't make itself you know.

G'3 hours after my parents SHOULD have been home (hmph)
'chard