Once upon a time, there was a dreadful problem that made many unhappy.
There had been an explosion at the blob-pumping station, located many miles off the coast of Oysterland. Unrefined power-blobs, previously extracted slowly from rich lodes of blobstone beneath the ocean's surface through a complicated process, were now exiting a fissure in the seafloor at an astronomical rate. With nothing to pump these blobs to the surface where commercial blob boats could harvest them, thick, flat blobflows spread out and lounged lazily on the seafloor, gazing up through the blue-green miles of seawater above.
This would not be a problem, but for the billion-strong annual population of oysters that now lay, blind and immobile, beneath them. After all, the Oysterland economy depended wholly upon these oysters and their ability to find their way ashore when mature, to volunteer at area eateries.
Something had to be done; so the King of Oysterland demanded a hearing with the Decision Man at Blob Power Inclobberated. The King ordered The Decision Man to think this problem through and act upon it quickly. All of the Big Thinkers at Blob Power Inclobberated convened and decided to invent a solution.
They would build a vast octagonal blob-containment chamber around the leaky undersea fissure, which, combined with a powerful blobgas-aeration device, would capture and make buoyant escaping power-blobs, which would then rise to the surface where they could be harvested by blob boats and balloon-cranes.
And it worked...
...but the oysters went on strike.
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