The Blub Colony
15-06-2007, 22:13
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The Blubs had clearly marked their claims in words. Ignored, they had been forced to mark it with a lime green sharpie. And now.. they would secure that chunk of old Hataria.
The first hint were the dozens of ships on the horizon approaching from the north-west. Mostly amphibious assault ships with a smattering of escort carriers and real warships just to make things look official.
Leaping from the decks of the Wasp Class assault ships were helicopters. These bore the golden shield design of the 3rd Armored Cavalry on their noses, and megahorns for weaponry. They zoomed inland. The megaphones clicked on, and began to broadcast in English, Chinese and Japanese.
This land is Blub now! You must vacate the territory immedietly. Vacate the territory! Move east. This land is Blub now!
Over and over, the megaphones repeated this message, driving the former citizens of Hataria eastwards into other folks' territory where they won't be a bother to the Blubs.
On the beach, a single LST beached itself. A Blub infantryman stepped down and planted a green flag. Hurrah!
The Blubs had clearly marked their claims in words. Ignored, they had been forced to mark it with a lime green sharpie. And now.. they would secure that chunk of old Hataria.
The first hint were the dozens of ships on the horizon approaching from the north-west. Mostly amphibious assault ships with a smattering of escort carriers and real warships just to make things look official.
Leaping from the decks of the Wasp Class assault ships were helicopters. These bore the golden shield design of the 3rd Armored Cavalry on their noses, and megahorns for weaponry. They zoomed inland. The megaphones clicked on, and began to broadcast in English, Chinese and Japanese.
This land is Blub now! You must vacate the territory immedietly. Vacate the territory! Move east. This land is Blub now!
Over and over, the megaphones repeated this message, driving the former citizens of Hataria eastwards into other folks' territory where they won't be a bother to the Blubs.
On the beach, a single LST beached itself. A Blub infantryman stepped down and planted a green flag. Hurrah!