Mi?dzymorze in the verge of turmoil
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Vice Admiral Conrad Anderson observed what would otherwise be a bustling coastal city from the bridge of the aircraft carrier KPS Tempest. Smoke billowed from Singapura Miedzy baru Parliamentary District as gunfire and flame illuminated the streets. This "Lightning Party" "New Fascist Miedzymorzean State" uprising had thrown the country into chaos it seemed. Vice Admiral Anderson knew of that all too well. Prydania itself had just concluded a fifteen year Civil War of its own. The armed forces were a bit of a shambles at the moment, but two full fleets were able to be raised. The Home and the Reserve. The Provisional Government, now acting under the authority of the new king, had sent the Reserve Fleet to Malayan Singapura Miedzymorze to assist in peace keeping...or at least that's what the politicians called it.
Conrad grunted to himself. He knew what it was about. After three decades of political chaos the Prydanian government was looking for a chance to flex its muscles on the world stage. That was fine by him. As was the fact that the majority of sailors and soldiers were former Syndicalist troops. Not that it meant much anymore. They had surrendered. And most were just enlisted men anyway. Not too terribly ideological. Still, he saw the wisdom in sending them away from Prydania. Give them someone other than other Prydanians to aim their guns at.
The Reserve Fleet itself wasn't much, but it would be enough for their mission. Establishing a foothold. The Vice Admiral's ships blockaded the harbour as the personnel transports docked, unloading Prydanian soldiers. Not too long ago these men were fighting their countrymen tooth and nail and block by block to win their nation's capital for a failing Syndicalist government. Now they wore the colours of the king.
Colonel Liam Sharpe oversaw his soldiers secure the docks as the tempest launched its contingents of Stormbolt attack helicopters to strafe the city centre.
Heavily armed soldiers escorted him to a local police department, motioning for a megaphone.
"People of thebaru Miedzy Parliamentary District! We are here to restore peace and security, in the name of his Majesty King Tobias III of Prydania and the Malayan Singapura Miedzymorze government. We call on all rebels to lay down their arms, and for all loyal citizens to help us in our efforts to restore peace, security, and safety to the city!"
With that the Colonel ducked into the police office to establish a makeshift command centre.
Conrad grunted to himself. He knew what it was about. After three decades of political chaos the Prydanian government was looking for a chance to flex its muscles on the world stage. That was fine by him. As was the fact that the majority of sailors and soldiers were former Syndicalist troops. Not that it meant much anymore. They had surrendered. And most were just enlisted men anyway. Not too terribly ideological. Still, he saw the wisdom in sending them away from Prydania. Give them someone other than other Prydanians to aim their guns at.
The Reserve Fleet itself wasn't much, but it would be enough for their mission. Establishing a foothold. The Vice Admiral's ships blockaded the harbour as the personnel transports docked, unloading Prydanian soldiers. Not too long ago these men were fighting their countrymen tooth and nail and block by block to win their nation's capital for a failing Syndicalist government. Now they wore the colours of the king.
Colonel Liam Sharpe oversaw his soldiers secure the docks as the tempest launched its contingents of Stormbolt attack helicopters to strafe the city centre.
Heavily armed soldiers escorted him to a local police department, motioning for a megaphone.
"People of the
With that the Colonel ducked into the police office to establish a makeshift command centre.
Ninhundland
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Rebels in Seudischland have attempted to take down the local Republika government. Meanwhile the Ninhundish see this as an opportunity for nationalism.
Airforce General, Erich Sörgenmann had commanded a landing in Dresniestad by evening in a meeting last night. He sat in his office to command the fighter jets that were about to take off.
10 fighter jets, 5 bombers, and 3 planes carrying aid for the rebels are being send to the Mi?dzymorsean Republika of Seudischland in the capital of Dresniestad. “The rebels will be greatfull for our support and will surrender to our troops.”
“För in den Siegerheit wei werden anlofen. Der geheilt Blud ond den Anrupe.”, they all said before ending the meeting.
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Ps. I’m aware this is non-canon.
Airforce General, Erich Sörgenmann had commanded a landing in Dresniestad by evening in a meeting last night. He sat in his office to command the fighter jets that were about to take off.
10 fighter jets, 5 bombers, and 3 planes carrying aid for the rebels are being send to the Mi?dzymorsean Republika of Seudischland in the capital of Dresniestad. “The rebels will be greatfull for our support and will surrender to our troops.”
“För in den Siegerheit wei werden anlofen. Der geheilt Blud ond den Anrupe.”, they all said before ending the meeting.
Translations
För in den Siegerheit wei werden anlofen. Der geheilt Blud ond den Anrupe. - For in victory we will praise. The hailed blood and the call.
Ps. I’m aware this is non-canon.
Ema Skye
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"yes, there is help from Kalety and Tommatoia. i assure you all, this will be over before 9th august, my national day", the Przewodnicz?cy said. "However, I am outlining this. I do not need any humanitarian help. And this is not a revolution . The public does not condone this. Its some furries. Its just some paid guns causing trouble. And damage is kept minimal. I do not need any help. Yet..."
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"frick i turned the tv on again. i'm just going to hrow the shrek 5 vhs out of the window.", the Przewodnicz?cy said hile throwing it out. the vhs then blew into the wind and crashed into a ninhundish pane, causing it to crash into another ninhudish plane. both planes fell into the oceanSyrixia:
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The Situation Room of the Government Office Building was filled with The Regency and all of the Ministers as images and news reports of the assassination attempt against Przewodnicz?cy Andrzej Kaczy?ski came in along with the aftermath. Images of the social media flood filled one of the three monitors in the room, while another showed a variety of military assaults. Helicopters raining down a hailstorm of lead upon human flesh, the advancing of Tommatitian soldiers and aircraft, the loud screeching and static of an interrupted Lodestar News transmission, and most shockingly of all a nuclear detonation which the news attributed to the Syrixians.
Princess Alice couldn't even hold a pen steady; she was too nervous and afraid that the world had collapsed into global and perpetual war. While Princess Claidie appeared worried, she wasn't very quick to put forth a plan. Neither was Prime Minister Ellison.
"Okay, we need an emergency PU meeting," Alice declared, "hold the Syrixians in contempt of Article 4, put the military on highest alert... we need to make sure this doesn't spread here. I also think it's time for an air raid drill. We haven't done one in a couple years."
Finally, images of a green-skinned demon appeared on the screen before the feed cut over to the Ninhundish attack.
"Wait," Alice realized. "That wasn't real, was it? That couldn't have been real."
The monitors cut out into static for a few seconds before an ominous picture accompanied by annoying music appeared on the screen.
Alice slumped forward and stared into her sister's eyes, and the whole room erupted in laughter. Even (PM) Madeline couldn't keep a straight face. Claidie giggled while she typed a message on her laptop, which Alice noticed and was immediately suspicious about, even having an idea of what she was doing.
"You aren't posting the minutes of this meeting on the Government Bulletin Board, are you?" Alice asked.
"I just did!" Claidie said, laughing all the while.
"Oh, no, no no no no no, I am not playing this game," Alice ranted, while maintaining a noticeable sense of humor. "You know, it's a good thing we found something for Malorie to do while she's taking a break from Foreign Affairs," she said as she dialed Malorie's office number.
Malorie was at her desk keeping an eye on the bulletin board, screening out the junk to enforce a professional environment, when Alice's call came through.
"Messaging Systems, this is Malorie," she said, greeting the Princess.
"Malorie, it's Allie. Find Claidie's most recent meeting minutes thread and lock it, please?" Alice asked.
"Sure, Your Highness, one moment," Malorie replied as she looked up Claidie's account to find the message. "Meeting Notes: 4/1" was the topic she found, and as she read through the contents of the original post, she shook her head in disbelief over why Claidie would post a joke set of minutes to the board, even if it was April Fools' Day. She replied to the thread with a note, simultaneously locking the thread as her message was sent.
"Thank you, Miss Allen." Turning to the rest of the ministers, Alice held a grin on her face, knowing they all pulled her strings to perfection. "You all are silly, let me tell you. Though, maybe next time, we don't do an impression of the unnameable one?"
Princess Alice couldn't even hold a pen steady; she was too nervous and afraid that the world had collapsed into global and perpetual war. While Princess Claidie appeared worried, she wasn't very quick to put forth a plan. Neither was Prime Minister Ellison.
"Okay, we need an emergency PU meeting," Alice declared, "hold the Syrixians in contempt of Article 4, put the military on highest alert... we need to make sure this doesn't spread here. I also think it's time for an air raid drill. We haven't done one in a couple years."
Finally, images of a green-skinned demon appeared on the screen before the feed cut over to the Ninhundish attack.
"Wait," Alice realized. "That wasn't real, was it? That couldn't have been real."
The monitors cut out into static for a few seconds before an ominous picture accompanied by annoying music appeared on the screen.
"You aren't posting the minutes of this meeting on the Government Bulletin Board, are you?" Alice asked.
"I just did!" Claidie said, laughing all the while.
"Oh, no, no no no no no, I am not playing this game," Alice ranted, while maintaining a noticeable sense of humor. "You know, it's a good thing we found something for Malorie to do while she's taking a break from Foreign Affairs," she said as she dialed Malorie's office number.
Malorie was at her desk keeping an eye on the bulletin board, screening out the junk to enforce a professional environment, when Alice's call came through.
"Messaging Systems, this is Malorie," she said, greeting the Princess.
"Malorie, it's Allie. Find Claidie's most recent meeting minutes thread and lock it, please?" Alice asked.
"Sure, Your Highness, one moment," Malorie replied as she looked up Claidie's account to find the message. "Meeting Notes: 4/1" was the topic she found, and as she read through the contents of the original post, she shook her head in disbelief over why Claidie would post a joke set of minutes to the board, even if it was April Fools' Day. She replied to the thread with a note, simultaneously locking the thread as her message was sent.
"Alright, ma'am, thread locked as ordered."Malorie's note:
"Thank you, Miss Allen." Turning to the rest of the ministers, Alice held a grin on her face, knowing they all pulled her strings to perfection. "You all are silly, let me tell you. Though, maybe next time, we don't do an impression of the unnameable one?"