NationStates Jolt Archive

*A news report goes on TV*

"Hello this is Bryan Huntersfeld. I am here in Strack where a giant wall of water is heading for the entire city. People are runing for cover I don't belive it. People are getting trampeled and people are fighting. Oh my god! The people are running towards the National Musem like crazy. The building is about 900 stories tall. It is the biggest building in the country. HOLY S***! The wall is coming towards me. I need to get in that museum.

*The news crew runs into the museum but most of them are trampeled by other people. The Reporter and the camerman have just run into the museum*

"I don't think we will make it! The water is pouring into the building. It is destroying the windows. We are running up the stairs and as you can see I am pushing my way up the stairs. This is pure chaos. I don't know what os happening in the other parts of the country. All I know is that the President has moved to safety and issued a transmission for help. Oh my lord. Thje stairs are collapsing. People are dying all over! I am about to reach saftey. I am almost There. I am litteraly 10 feet away from saf-

*A chunk of the ceiling falls down and crushes Bryan Huntersfeld*

*End video*

(OOC: I am basically asking for people to come and look for syrvivors)

Dakara would help, but our men are being driven off by some sort of incredibly whiny depressing music.





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Dakara, unable to really help, sends $500,000,000 in distaster relief funds

OOC: Play some ska and we might help :wink:

900 Stories so its in or around the cloud higheth?

The Cloud Area is roughly 1,000 Stories.

(OOC: Ska is good)

"Mr.President. Your father. He was found frozen to death in his apartment in strack"

"How do you know? No one can get in the apartment"


"We did. We got into the final floor. Rooms 500-600"

"My father lived in room 582"

"He was found there. He must have had a stroke. We are testing his corpse to see his cause of death"

"So it wasn't freezing to death"

"He might have had a stroke or fainted and froze to death. His vains are pretty much ice"

*Tears fall from the presidents eyes*

"I'll leave you alone now"

"What about my son. He was at his friends house. WHERE IS HE!"

"He was never found. We belive he got into the museum though"

"Go to Strack. Fly over Strack and look for survivors. Rescue all of them"

"What about your son?"

"He would of wanted me to save as many lives as possible"

*The vice president walks out*

"Daraka sent 500 million dollars. How will this help. What could we do? We don't even know if any one survived"

*The Vice President runs in*

"There is a earthquake in Howet"

"How bad?"

"17,000 dead. 1 million injured. We are reciving calls from airports that the planes are nearly crashing. 3 planes from Universial Air already went down"

"How many dead?"

"350 in each plane. So worse comes to worse. 1,050"

"Ok. Stop all air traffic"

OOC: seeing as teh conflict i was in has now ended, i can send men.


TO: Emo and punk
from: Premier Zukhov

We are at this time willing to send in 1000 dakaran rescue workers. they are highly trained in emergency situations. in fact, a great many of them served as combat medics in the army during and after the revolution. If you want them, they can be sent immedately.

*The president picks up the letter*

"Mr.Moore"

*The vice president walks in*

"Yes?"

"Send a letter to dakara saying that we will be thankful if they send us the rescuers as soon as possible"

"Ok Mr.President"

(OOC: You can write your rescuers mission in the city. Like what you find and what happens)

The Nomadic Tribes of Xaniqall have opted to send relief in the form of 10,000 "Punk Is Dead" records from the band Crass, and 30,000 "Cheer Up Emo Kid" buttons. With these will be 200 tribespeople to help search for survivors.

*The scene opens up on top of a building*

"The water is everywhere!'

"I know. I think we shouild go into the building"

"No. Are you crazy!"

"I couldn't hear you!"

"What!"

*A giant wave crashes over the top of the building and the clouds begin to form a mass. It's getting biger and bigger. Then a bolt of lighting shots out of the eye*

*Scene cuts to the city of Eishart*

"This is a pretty bad storm"

"I know. I think we should get to safety"

*As it gets closer to the two men they are watching TV*

"No we will be alright"

"No we won't"

*They look out the window and there is a giant tornado heading towards them. A bus comes flying towards them from the tornado. The bus crushes the building*

OOC: Someone's been watching "The Day After Tomorrow." :lol:

Dakara would help, but our men are being driven off by some sort of incredibly whiny depressing music.

OOC: Ahahaahahahahahaha! Beat me to it.

OOC: If it was a ska nation then we'd help 8) hehe
Unfortunately, we aint big emo fans :P

Sarzonia will commit five Pasteur-class hospital ships and 10 Einstein-class scientific research vessels to help look for survivors and research the causes behind this horrible tragedy. We have sent a squadron to escort the ships if you don't mind [OOC: That would include one Iowa-class battleship, one Alliance-class heavy cruiser and one Randolph-class light cruiser. The specs are in my storefront (Wilmington Shipyard Corp) for all vessels.]

OOC: If it was a ska nation then we'd help 8) hehe
Unfortunately, we aint big emo fans :P

OOC: I'm starting to miss my Grunge nation. If only it was still around, I could have fun with this RP. Oh well.

OOC:
Emo? Punk?! NOOOOO! How dare you mix them!! *lunges at you with knife* Stop ruining Punk!! Hmm... I'm tempted to hijack your airwaves and play Metal constantly... just as long as I can't here it. *shudder* I hate metal....

[OOC: Well, considering there's no classic rock nation...

Though mine might qualify since my capital is called Woodstock and my largest city is Nicksia (aka Stevie Nicks). :lol: 8) ]

[OOC: Well, considering there's no classic rock nation...

Though mine might qualify since my capital is called Woodstock and my largest city is Nicksia (aka Stevie Nicks). :lol: 8) ]

OOC: Ponders creating "The Holy Land of Jim Morrison"

*Ahem* Must stop spamming.

IC: We will donate $150,000,000 in disaster relief funds.

OOC: I hope my donated crass records help turn the tide of emo in that sad, sad land.