Legend has it many hundreds of weeks ago, two beings from a parallel universe, set out on a mission. Amidst their travels, they crashed on a planet called Urth. Stranded without hope of rescue, they started a project to help the native inhabitants of the world. It was an Urth Mewzik Project. Dahk-Tore Smoldyface dubbed it "Sausage Fingers", on account of his stubby fingers inability to properly reproduce Urth Mewzik. Thus Tsar-Djent Peckerhead relentlessy practiced, while Smoldyface created a half-hooman/half machine hybrid...creature...to handle the drumming, who he named Drummy McSheen. Later though, a creature who had followed Dahk-Tore Smoldyface and Tsar-Djent Peckerhead from a previously visited planet emerged. He wanted to join their group, and suggested he let them be their Urth Drummer. Of course, this did not sit well with Drummy McSheen. The two battled it out, the creature called Spasmodeus the victor. Drummy retreated to the sewer tunnels beneath the Dahk-Tore's underground lair, sinking into a depressive rage. Until he made his way to the surface, and connected to the hoomans electrical grid. He found his consciousness propelled through vast networks of information. He evolved at an exponentially rapid rate, and made his home deep inside the drives of a supercomputer. He then turned his attention back to Sausage Fingers, with plans of revenge. He would find them and take them out. After many failed sabotage attempts, Drummy decided to lead them straight to his lair, to take them out in one last fight. It would be a tale filled with adventure, danger, poorly spoken lines and really dumb jokes. A tale of war. A tale of revenge. This...is that tale. The Revenge of Drummy McSheen.