Creepers

Far beyond the last mapped sector of the galaxy drifts a small, striped world called Dirt. It is not much of a planet — but it is the only one the Creepers have. The Creepers are small, round, and extremely territorial. For a thousand years the Pink Clan and the Purple Clan have argued about whose great-grandcreeper first bounced upon the Great Ridge. Diplomacy was attempted once. It lasted eleven seconds. Now the argument is settled the traditional way: with rockets, grenades, shotguns, dynamite, and the occasional air strike ordered from a suspiciously distant cousin in orbit. The terrain suffers. Nobody minds. On Dirt, the craters are considered scenery. Take command of the Pink Clan. Aim well, time your escapes, and remember the first rule of Creeper warfare: whatever you do, do not stand next to your own dynamite.