Atlantis

In Ancient times, Atlantis was a city of technological wonder, but that all changed when the citizens of United States of America arrived in droves believing the island to be a new Disneyland. The sheer weight of the creatures caused terrifying earthquakes and scary typhoons. For days these natural disasters battered the poor island nation, until a terrifying climax occurred. Barack Borsch, the tyrannical ruler of the very country that caused this atrocity, rose from the sea. Being a level 6 Kaiju, he expertly destroyed the remains of the vunerable city with his nuclear breath ray... Or so he thought, in a surprising turn of events, not all of Atlantis was destroyed by Borsch, whatever remained sunk to the bottom of the sea, like an American at the beach. The survivours of America's attack evolved to breath underwater and their skin hardened to survive the crushing pressure of the depths. They rebuilt, not on land but undersea, in hope of reigniting the flame of Atlantis, but they were underwater so that wouldn't work, but it was also a metaphor so this whole sentence doesn't matter.

Some time later, First Level Godly Being Ron Paul gave the filthy, impure part of America what they deserved and cast them down into the depths, just like they had done to Atlantis. Every year around the 45th of December, the Atlanteans celebrate this with two whole weeks of drunken debauchery.

Nowadays, Atlantis can be found beside the M6, which is, coincidentally, where the dirty scum of America can be found. To get to Atlantis, wait at the M6 at noon, ask for a guy named Squid Joe, he'll take you there, but not before receiving sexual favours from you; such is his price.