NationStates Jolt Archive

He was running from all these horrors that the consumer driven, bloated, disfunctional machine called corporation had created. He was beginning to see a light at the end of the tunnel, one which promised freedom and love of brothers and sisters. He couldn't get that where he was now, in the midst of billions of worn down and shattered people, whom all had given up hope on any chance of revival and a new life, free of the shackles of the neverending game set up by the now completely corporate run world. He had the spark of idea flow into him when he noticed, for the first time in his life, stars, all sparkling, in the deep blue sky, more striking and beautiful than anything he had ever witnissed before. He was not alone. Millions of other like-minded people had fled when they glimpsed that there was something beyond the smog and death and never-ending cycle of the corporate nation's game. He hoped that this light at the end of the tunnel would be his salvation along with those millions.

7 years later, Tranquility City, Incubisia.

'It is now that we celebrate our great nations founding! We are now seperate and self sustaining, torn willingly away from our former owners, on the other side, where we never want to be again. Now we can rejoice in the fact that we are free and liberated, by ourselves, from this terrible parasite called corporate society. God help you all, and good luck to our efforts.' Came out of the numerous speakers stationed throughout Tranquility. Now the people knew, for sure, that they were free. They knew they had no real worries of death and destruction by the terrible ghost haunting them for years, the ghost called corporation. They thanked every power they knew of every day for this blessing and hoped it would continue...

(ooc: used to be The holy Saints, but they wont revive my nation. :( so here is Incubisia!)

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Now he found himself in a place he belonged, a place he now knew well, with star-filled nights, and striking sunrises. A world without fear of getting run over by the corporate machine, chewed up and spit out. Of course, by now, he had realized that the corporate nations didn't like this. He worked at the Counter-Intellegence branch of the Government Secret services. It was refered to, jokingly, as the smallest little agency in the smallest military on earth. He joined for one reason, and never had any second thoughts about his decision. The day he arrived, he joined the Allied-Anti-Corporation Front, pretty much the army at the time he joined. Armed with a brain rather than a rifle, he put his greatest weapon to good use, and was able to get promoted multiple times before the nation declared its independence. Now he was the head of his little squad of specialists, secretely attacking the corporations with a subtle trick here and there. Now he felt he had an identity worth living for. He had realized his dream in a dream-less world, and helped make other humans realize their dreams as well.

'Sir, we have some distressing news from HQ! The corporates didn't like our speech today, and they are calling up too many troops on our borders. We have to send out word that we are falling back and hiding in the cities before they decide waiting is not an option!' Frantically screeched out of the teenage wonder-boy on the team, getting his voice.
'Yes, yes, i know. Calm down, no reason to fret, they wont attack. They know that the UN will brutalize them before that happens. Thats the only organization they have never been able to touch, thank god....