Title:           Fall of Cleveland 80 - The Fall of Cleveland
Author:          Spaghetti_Land
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First Edit:      Thursday 23rd of January 2014 02:43:37 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 23rd of January 2014 02:43:37 PM CDT

http://www.fluffybooru.org/post/view/3589
 
Written by Vanner
 
The Fall of Cleveland
>It started as a simple plan to bring money to Cleveland: A theme park for fluffy ponies.
>Thousands of paying customers brought their fluffies in the opening days, and it looked like they’d succeeded.
>Sure there were problems; there are always problems.
>But no one could have expected ever feral in the known universe to descend on Cleveland with the ferocity of… well they are just fluffies.
>Still, millions upon millions of fluffies flooded the streets of the city, filling every square inch of the human buildings with fluff and every cubic inch of the sewers with their shit.
>Nearly everyone has evacuated the city by now. Except for the looters, the hug boxers, and the abusers.
>But no one talks about them anymore. Everyone’s talking about what to do next.
>More bombs? Gassing the city? MOABs?
>As the wheels of progress try to grind fluffy ponies to paste, the fluffies below simply revel in their unknowning victory over the "hooman munsters"
>They're organized about as well as you would expect. The city burns in place, setting off swaths of fluffy fires.
>Every molecule of vegetation has been stripped bare, leaving the city a multicolored husk of fluff.
>With so many dead, they've built a ramp up the side of the fiberglass mountain of spaghetti in an attempt. They bash helplessly on it to get at the mountain of food inside.
>It's only a matter of time before the fluffies break the mountain of spaghetti so that all may feast upon the marinara goodness inside.
>From some of your dropped equipment you can hear babbling voices talk of  the "gween hooman munsters" that left and  "Nu mow woud sowwy stick" that "gif biggest owchies."
>Closer to Spaghetti Land, fluffies cheer as the last military chopper disappears over Lake Erie.
>It's sort of shocking to think a bunch of retard balls of fluff did this to a major American city.
>I mean, it's Cleveland, sure, but still.
>You think back to everything that's happened here, and how it all formed into a  perfect storm of failure.
>That stupid Uni mascot, the advertisements that brought them all here, that Fluffy Mercury that you reported on last week.
>Plus the sewer gas levels are off the charts, making the area a danger just to be near.
>Strange white fluffies are going around giving "mean hugs" and breaking the necks of fluffies everywhere.
>And then the military serious-ed the hell up and still couldn't get rid of the fuzzballs.
>Now they're talking about just cordoning off the city and leaving the fluffies to die there. Shouldn't take long. Ohio's in for a harsh winter.
>But what then? A cleanup of this scale dwarfs Katrina by a factor of ten.
>It's all thank to that stupid "Spaghetti Land."
>Spaghetti Land is theirs now. It's time to leave.
>You're gathering some last minute footage from the Fall of Cleveland, when you see a dark colored fluffy standing atop a pile of fluffy bodies.
>Have your camera man zoom in on the pontificating fuzzball while your sound guy operates the shotgun mike.
>"We win!" he yells. "Hoomans aww gone! Sketti Wand is ouws!" He grabs a nearby fluffy, and gives him a hug.
>"Why gif huggies?" he asks. "Fweind?"
>"We aww fweinds!" he says. "Aww fwuffies gif hugs now! Hoomans go way, gif us Sketti wand! Huggies fow evy fwuffy!"
>The streets burst into a castrophony of fluffies voices. "Huggies?" "Sketti wand fow fwuffies?" "Wat win?" "Huggies!" "No spechiah huggies!" "Enf enf enf!"
>Like the ripples of a pond, the city is gripped in a carpet of hugs.
>Minutes later the hugs become "special hugs" and the entire city become a mass of humping fluffies.
>The near deafening "enf enf enf" is enough to finally bring a smile to your face.
>These stupid animals just defeated the best military in the world and celebrate it by having a massive fuck-fest in the streets.
>It's about then that you notice a mass of crackling blue light coming from the streets. It looks like lightening, but there's not a cloud in the sky and...
>It hits you a moment later that the collective thrusting and humping a billion fluffies is going to cause a lot of static electricity.
>Oh shit.
>"GET TO THE CHOPPER!" you yell to your crew.
>Without asking questions, your pilot guns the throttle as your crew piles in. In a moment, you're above Lake Erie just as the first explosion hits.
>From the center of Spaghetti Land, the ground shivers in protest, echoing a ringing blast from beneath the earth.
>As the fluffies scream and panic, Spaghetti Tower tilts and begins to crumble atop the fluffies still trying to break its secrets.
>"Go, go, go!" shouts your sound guy to the pilot.
>"We gotta stay!" you shout back. "Get on that camera! We're the only ones left to record this!"
>The collective cries of untold millions of fluffies reaches your ear as  "NUUUU!"
>You only watch agape as the fire becomes alive, consuming the fluffies who dare to defile Cleveland.
>The second blast is far louder, and rattles your helicopter with an alarming thump.
>The earth rumbles beneath the fluffies, and moments later, gouts of flame blast manhole covers into the sky.
>You all watch in horror as fire, fueled by the fumes of fluffy waste, swallow the city beneath a sea of flames.
>The earth itself shudders beneath the city of Cleveland, and splits as a thousand explosions fill every corner of the city.
>Gaea herself has declared revenge on the fluffies it seems.
>The earth crumbles beneath them, swallowing Cleveland beneath the asphalt and concrete.
>You stare, stunned at the earth's revolt against the fluffies when the final piece of Cleveland joins the sea of fire and earth.
>Lake Erie begins to spill.
>A trickle at first, but with each piece that falls into the chasm that once was Cleveland, the waters of lake Erie torrent into the city.
>Your crew captures it all as the entirety of Lake Erie drains, filling the grave of Cleveland with its murky waters.
>Skyscrapers tumble into the new lake as do the few remaining boats in the harbors of Cleveland.
>The fires turn to steam as Lake Erie pours into the crater formerly known as Cleveland, and the entire world becomes a cacophony of rushing water for the next hour.
***
>It's all over, and a silence unknown to the city for weeks hangs in the air.
>The soft patter of chopper blade is all that can be heard among the new borders.
>Ruined skyscrapers peak over the surface of the new Lake Cleveland while other sag and collapse to create small islands.
>Your crew is to stunned to say anything, despite having watched the chaos unfold for themselves.
>You've already got the Pulitzer in the bag for this coverage.
>You say the only thing that you can think.
>"It ended the only way it could: fluffy ponies drowned."