Many moons have passed since the EU and NAs went to war. 
Onwards and Contractors, bigger weapons than before.
J... K.. took cover, he shivered on patrol.
The arms race crazy, simply way out of control.

Then his friend threw it, the latest device.
J...K... went and got it, against all advice - 'Hello?'
In his chair he sat, his energy lost.
How many more will this dreaded war cost?

Then came the nuke, and the Discord tumbled down.
If the VRoids didn't get to you, you'd probably drown (in shitposts).
But the vrg battled on, through hunger and pain.
Living to fight, just to victor again.