NationStates Jolt Archive


The Exodus Begins (MT, open)

The Blub Colony
25-11-2007, 00:34
Blubland, Haven Region

The warning signs were there. It had actually started to happen years ago and yet the residents of Haven were ignorant of the event. The large ships departing Blubland and heading east were a daily event and to the amusement of the Blubs, no one even seemed to notice. It wasn't just that a coup was taking place, but rather how blind to it their neighbors were.

The population of the cities declined as the years went by. Many of the towns and cities still had power and lights burned, from satellite even, cars navigated the streets. All seemed well.

However, the level of facade was immense. Those left behind were kept amused and busy by driving around the cities, entering buildings and messing with the lights, and generally making the places seem occupied. But one by one.. even they shut down.

Some might attribute it to the massive recession that Blubland had claimed.

Some might attribute it to a failing civilization.

The rest were just too stupid to care.

It was a warm day in November, when the very last blub boarded the very last transport ship in the Bay of Blubs. A helicopter drifted in from the mainland and settled on the ship's landing pad. As the ship turned and steamed east, out of Haven to meet up with her escorts.. the final gift was delivered.

Mountain Heart Naval Base

Under the Emerald Mountains, viewed from a distance.. there came a dull-sounding thud. Then another and another. A trio of high-yield thermonuclear devices went off, completely collapsing the undermountain naval facility. With a jet of steam and debris shooting out of the mouth of the main entrance.. the base was no more.

Amethyst Island

The huge port had been deserted. The empty submarine pens dark, the massive ship hangars vacant. Then.. as if in slow motion, a fireball consumed it all. The multi-megaton warhead knocking down every tree on the island, scorching the earth and turning the beaches to glass.

Blub City

A single, large weatherballoon type craft was at the end of a 14 kilometer long tether. Floating over the city, the 'Voyager' which had made news in Ceylon had really been just a testing platform for a simple delivery system.

The Blubs didn't have the heart to level their prized, beautiful capital city. So, they had simply made other arrangements.

At a very precise time, a tiny counter clicked down from 000:01 to 000:00 and the bottom of the platform dropped open. Out fell a sizable multiple delivery system package. As it fell the first 3 kilometers and picked up its ultimate velocity, the warhead went off. The sides pealed away, revealing a cylindrical device loaded with missiles. In eight directions the missiles fired in a volley, carpeting Blub City and its outlying areas. Each warhead detonated with a suprisingly quiet thump.

In a brief flicker of light, the neutron devices went off. The lands below were saturated with neutron radiation, penetrating far deeper than alpha and beta radiation, and twice as much as gamma. Everything the invisible energy touched.. became contaminated.

The falling delivery device fired one more salvo of eight warheads, this time even further out. Those too went off, contaminating the lands around Blub City for 10 kilometers in all directions.

Blubland

Like a nightmare, all around the country fireballs rose into the night sky. Scattered throughout the nation, the nuclear payloads leveled cities and industrial sites. In the eastern oilfields, more neutron devices were let loose, turning large patches of ground into glass and irriating the drilling sites. The gold and copper mines, the dams, the power stations.. all bombed.

A final farewell from the strange, little green Blubs.
The Blub Colony
25-11-2007, 03:43
ooc: :D
Vontanas
25-11-2007, 03:43
Prince Barzahl was in the middle of a coffee chugging competition when the runner told him. He then proceeded to spit boiling hot coffee in the faces of the two people in front of him, for ten long seconds.

"Someone launched nukes on the Blubs!?" Barzahl screamed, his face turning beet red.

"Not quite. They... it was their own nuclear weaponry." The runner said, intimidated.

"Their nukes malfunctioned on such a large scale? Was it some sort of foreign nation hacking the network and activating them?" Queried Barzahl, his face starting to return to normal.

"Err... no. They did it to themselves. They've been fleeing the continent en masse for some time. They're abandoning Haven. The Minister of Imperial Affairs said something about attacking Maroxia." the runner mumbled.

"Your fired." Barzahl said, before strangling the former runner.
Evoinia
25-11-2007, 04:23
Vice-Commisar Maximillian Renault waa sitting within the Chamber of the People's Grand Soviet of Evoinia.
He called the Chamber to order. "Silence! Now, as Chair of the Grand Soviet I am normally keeping out of legislation. However, as per the recent events within Blubland, I am putting forward immediate legislation for an aid package to be sent to those who remain in Haven."

Murmurs passed about the Chamber. "Remember Comrades, of our Humanitarian Aid Comittments! Those who remain alive in Haven will need our aid as soon as possble."

"Now listen, Dr. Renault. You might be leading this chamber because of your position as Vice-Commisar... but in proposing Legislation you are overstepping your bounds." said Opposition Leader, Karic Bor.
"Besides, why should we waste our capital in a suicidal nation when we have our own problems!"

"How dispicable of you, Mr. Bor." replied Allied Party Leader and Commisar of the Grand Soviet, Miles Rand. "We are fulfilling our obligations as a nation which belives in aiding other nations in their times of peril. We of the Evoinia Socialist Party support Vice-Commisar Renault's motion."
There we various cheers and booing that this point...

Renault then stood up and looked out at the Soviet. "Alright, seeing this is an urgent matter... We proclaim that debate has ended within this Chamber and voting must commense."

The Opposition boo'ed loudly at this affront to debate, but voted none-the-less.
Afew minutes later, Renault gave the final vote count.
"123 for to 97 against. Motion carried! We will send a task force to Haven upon the disgression of the Council of Commisars."
Anagonia
25-11-2007, 04:35
OOC:

A farewell? Goodbye from NS then. Have a good life in RL, like we all should! If you are leaving...

IC:

Chief of Foreign Affairs Caster Oblivion sighed sadly as he had observed the progression over time. The blubs had been a wonderful civilization, he had even visited on one of his many vacations. He supposed they just couldn't take it anymore. Many empires couldn't. Many empires collapsed.

"Maybe they will return," he said to no one in particular. "We did, after all."

He turned off the computer moniter and sat back, wondering what strange and fascinating lands and adventures awaited the Blub Exodus. Perhaps he'd get a chance to view it from a distance, should they make themselves known again.

"One day." He sighed, "Goodbye Blubish Peoples."