Roblox War Story

Son: dad can you tell me a story?
Ok, son. This story was about when I was a boy like you. A long time ago in the great nation of Robloxia, we were all living peacefully until the unexpected death of the greatest politician and most impactful and influential leader, Erik Cassel.
son: what
Nothing. Erik was very kind and did things good for the country. He died because of cancer.
Son: oh
A few years after, the country went downhill. They stopped allowing guest immigration, and got rid of Tickets, old money that we used to have. Then eventually daters started ruining cities, and mean people dressing up with expensive clothing and items started a rebellion that made more of them. They are called copy and pastes. They plagued the cities with more of them, annoying people. The leader of robloxia at the time, the tyrant David Bazucki did nothing about them. The police didn't do anything because they were poorly educated and like the morons they were, they didn't care about justice or anything like that.
son: oh ok
Then the bloxtubers came in. They wanted their own impact, so they formed the Union of Lisa, whose leader was Lisa. She terrorized towns and scared children for fun. The oppressed workers of Robloxia started getting mad. They revolted against the government so they could have justice and freedom. But the corrupted police stopped them. Then they started doing terrible things like banning music and other stuff.
son: what does oppressed mean??
It means that they didn't give people their freedom or rights.
son: Oh
So anyway, the people got mad. Then the fourth civil war came along. You see, robloxia has had 4 civil wars because of how politically, ethically, and generally unstable they were in the past. The first, was because of the oppression of people of different races. The second, is power and corruption. The third was very long, a conflict that was because of the slenders and copy and pastes. But after the third civil war, Robloxia made their laws super strict. The fourth civil war would change everything. And I fought in it. I can say it was very violent.
son: tell me dad!!!
Ok. So first of all, I was drafted because the country was so divided that there were not enough army guys to fight. It was just my 18th birthday when the government knocked on our door and sent me to the Snow War, where a lot of battles happened. I had to go on a plane because the snowstorms were so terrible that if you put a crane and parked it in it, expect it to be under the snow in an hour.
son: get to the good part already
Fine. First, we had to go to Badimo City, where a huge airport full of big planes were. We would fly north towards Liberty County, where we would land. However, the desert was blocking the clear, safe grasslands in Central Robloxia. I had been taking a nap when everybody woke me up and started panicking. A huge dust storm was headed straight in our path, and then terrible things started happening. The storm had ruptured a small compartment in the plane where fuel was contained, and then after that, everything went downhill. As the dangerous clouds made of suffocating debris and dust moved in, the plane started shaking and dipping more. The roof of the plane started breaking and holes were made by super-pressurized debris winds, that revealed the hot sun above our heads.
Son: woah
Then the walls started getting ripped off, and I almost fell off. The plane was going down super fast, and people started flying into the air because they were too light. I held onto the metal skeleton of the plane, and one of my comrades told me to use my parachute and jump off. I did what he told me to, but it was too late, but not for me. He had accidentally left his parachute in his storage compartment under his seat, and you can guess what happened. son: he ded Yes. He was my colleague, and best friend. Not only that, but he was your Uncle Benny.
son: i didnt know i had an uncle benny
You would have if he had the parachute... I don't remember much, so I'll skip a day. I was captured by anarchists in the desert area. I was just laying on the desert floor after the plane crashed, and I found myself laying on the super-hot sand. I played dead because I saw a few bandits coming toward me. They took me and my weapons, except for a gun. I got up and shot them. I took my stuff back and what the bandits had. I eventually made it to the Grasslands, near Chill-Ville. And you'll never believe the little tater tot I found. It was Albert!
Son: oh i know him i watch his videos on iland life
Yeah, I was his friend.
son: cool
He was about 15 years old, but cleetus people are actually very short. His parents whom protected him and he protected as well had abandoned him because they couldn't find a place to hide from invaders in their town, called Susberg.
son: oh
ChillVille was where the Chill people lived. They had been very chill and peaceful to visitors, but they kept acting strange. Albert hadn't been here either, he only lived in the woods near Susberg. We went to go eat at a restaraunt called "chill chimichangas" ran by a chill guy named Carlito. He gave us Bloxican food and after a while, I had to go use the bathroom.
son: ok
So then, I went in and saw weird stuff on the wall. Then I walked into Carlito and he told me that I was being strange and just needed to "chill" out. So he pushed me and locked me in a freezer.
Son: oh no
It was freezing cold and I realized why the ChillVille people were being weird. Underneath town, there was a giant monster that made people "Chill" and put creepy smiles on their faces and started an infection. son: how did you know that? I read the paper on the wall. "The monster underneath the town is making us all chill. LOL"
son: ...
So anyways, I grabbed a grenade and put it by the door. The whole building exploded. Me and Albert jumped out of there in time because the whole building caught on fire, and the chill people were gone.
Son: woah!!11
I said goodbye to Albert because he was going to find a place to call home. I moved on and went East towards the town we live in today...
Son: wow
I found a small resistance base. The partisans, freedom fighters were inside. They told me that they had been raided and they were all dying, so they told me to take their weapons and go into a dangerous forest nearby. A very long trail would take me to an abandoned city, named Robloxity.
son: thats where we live
I went down the trail and night fell. I heard something weird in the distance - static. I couldn't quite place the sound, it sounded more of a garble and mix of a siren, static, radio broadcast, and a television. Then I heard a very loud sound, footsteps. I couldn't see anything at all. I couldn't hear anything at all except the sounds coming from everywhere.
son: is this going to be a horror story or are you going to get to the good part
It's not. So anyway, I kept quiet and stared down. I got one glance at the creature: 2 sirens attached to a pole. At first, I thought it was a tree, but then I noticed the difference. Then all of a sudden, interference came on my radio. It made so much noise that the creature noticed me and it started chasing me. I ran under logs and sharp rocks, and I tripped. It attempted to pick me up and succeeded. It put me up to one of it's sirens, which had a disgusting set of teeth. I noticed that one of the weapons the partisans had, was a grenade. I threw into the mouth, and it noticed. The grenade exploded and destroyed it's siren. It put me down while it started burning. I had enough time to get up and run away. The sun came up, and I saw the city lights of Robloxity. Only military forces were there because nobody actually lived there after the great terrorist attacks of 2015. However, something terrible happened. Two battalions of different sides met each other and started fighting. Two tanks started fighting each other, launching massive shells and obliterating the armor. Missiles started flying, some hit buildings and created a cloud of debris. Things got blurry... I couldn't see anything. The cold air was now filled with dust and fire. The two armies had finished each other with a missile. The explosion was unheard. My ears had gone deaf. It all went dark. I woke up an hour later. I walked out onto a road where only fire, destroyed cars, and bodies were. I saw so much pain... My arm was cut badly. I found a pay phone on the sidewalk, called the military on my side for help. I just wasn't looking, and when I pulled the phone out, a heavy brick came down. The only thing I said was "Fire" I woke up, well I think I did. I didn't see anybody or actually anything... Just pure darkness. I didn't feel anything. Was I dead? Then I saw light. I saw green. I saw grass. I fell down onto it. I saw a great yellowish-white light Illuminating and lighting up everything. I rolled down a hill and saw Robloxia- A once-beautiful nation now destroyed by war and suffering. My own parents, my siblings, my friends My school, my home, my country and it's beautiful and unique creations like the Roblox Towers, The Glass Houses, MeepCity, Brookhaven, Bloxburg, all those wonderful cities- and then my own town and things that I grew up with, like the Builder Brother Pizza places, Then the doges. They were all destroyed now. Why would this happen? Why?
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