Worms W.M.D? Forget that... Grubs is the greatest game ever created.
I have played hundreds—no, THOUSANDS—of games in my lifetime, but NOTHING compares to the sheer, unrelenting, earth-shattering perfection that is Grubs This is not just a game. This is a life-altering experience, a revolution in turn-based combat, a masterpiece of tactical warfare wrapped in the most ridiculous, chaotic, gut-busting fun you’ll ever have.
From the moment I launched my first bazooka shot and watched a tiny, wise-cracking grub soar through the air like a majestic, screaming meteor of doom, I knew—I had ascended. This is gaming nirvana.
The gameplay? Flawless. Every weapon is a work of art. The Banana Bomb? insane. The Air Strike? A god-tier instrument of destruction. ninja rope, flame throwers, cigars—this is the arsenal of legends, and every explosion is like music to my ears.
The graphics? Immaculate. These grubs may be tiny, but their beautifully animated expressions of shock, terror, and mischief bring me unparalleled joy. The hand-drawn environments are chef’s kiss perfection, each one a playground of devastation just waiting to be reshaped by pure, unfiltered mayhem.
The multiplayer? An emotional rollercoaster. Friendships will be forged in the fires of combat, then immediately shattered as you drop a perfectly placed airstrike on your best friend’s last surviving grub. No game has ever made me laugh, cry, and scream in victory (or agony) as much as this one.
Grubs is not just a game—it is an experience. It is a love letter to destruction, strategy, and good old-fashioned cartoon chaos. It is the game that all other games wish they could be. If you have not played it, your life is simply incomplete.
It's alright, 5/10