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We Must Move On: Insaanistan Post-Civil War [IC/Read OP]

A staging-point for declarations of war and other major diplomatic events. [In character]

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Postby Mosarat » Tue Feb 01, 2022 7:23 am

Polish Prussian Commonwealth wrote:
Insaanistan wrote:
Nura’s left eye twitched every so often. Normally, her eyes seemed to switch color every time you looked at them. Now they seemed to switch color every second. Brown, blue, green, hazel, purple, pink, brown again.
Her hair was a bit frazzled, as could be expected from a person who hadn’t been able to care for it in so long. Her skin was noticeably paler than it had been when she had last been fully awake. Though awake now, she said nothing, other than murmuring the dhikr.
“…Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah, Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar…”
Her stomach had grown with her pregnancy, the size surprisingly normal, as if her brain was the only part affected by the sedatives.
Anyone who looked at her long enough would notice something odd:
She seemed to not be blinking at all.
“How… how many months has it been?” she finally asked.

The surgeon overseeing her paused. "It is 31/1/2022." he replied. "You've been out for awhile now. I can provide you with a full information packet as to what events transpired before you were taken into custody. You will be returned to Insaanistan in a few days. If you need anything, let me or any of the staff know."


Finally you have been released. the voice of Nicholas Muller whispered to Nura in her head of course. I’ve been praying and hoping beyond hope that you would be released. Now listen to me something has happened and you must know about it. That’s all I can say. His voice faded into nothing.

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Postby Insaanistan » Tue Feb 01, 2022 7:23 am

Country of redwood wrote:Muslimbol Intl Airport 0500 A redwood plane lands on the at the airfield Alexis banner queen of Redwood exits the plane with two bodyguards and her sister Princess mars banner she walks down the stairs and looks around it had been a year since she visited another country and she wondered what all had changed her bodyguard's start carrying luggage off the plane, Alexis smiles at them and stands off to the side


Mars stands by her older sister admiring the airport it had been a who since she had visited another nation and she wondered what it was like Mars smiles as she remembers the last time she visited was for a birthday party that was enjoyable for her when her sister locked Redwood down Mars went through loneliness but found her passion in the military she wondered what happened to Nura as her sister taps her shoulder

“Ready to go see if we can find anyone Mars? It's been a long time and I'm eager to see what all we missed I'm also interested to see if anyone here remembers us”Alexis said with a smile

“You're right it has been a long time I'm eager to see what we can help with let's go inside and get checked out by security”Mars said as they walked inside to get cleared by security it had been a long time since they were last here and they wondered if anyone would remember them or if them shutting off redwood from the outside world would anger people


Following the flow of all the other airport goers, they’d end up in the baggage claim area.
“Ladies, please set your bags to go through here,” a Jundallah militiaman said. “And step through this scanner as well.” He motioned to the machine to his right, where others were already passing through and being admitted through.
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Postby Insaanistan » Tue Feb 01, 2022 7:26 am

Mosarat wrote:
Polish Prussian Commonwealth wrote:The surgeon overseeing her paused. "It is 31/1/2022." he replied. "You've been out for awhile now. I can provide you with a full information packet as to what events transpired before you were taken into custody. You will be returned to Insaanistan in a few days. If you need anything, let me or any of the staff know."


Finally you have been released. the voice of Nicholas Muller whispered to Nura in her head of course. I’ve been praying and hoping beyond hope that you would be released. Now listen to me something has happened and you must know about it. That’s all I can say. His voice faded into nothing.

Her eye twitched again as a shudder went through her body.
Muller? Why am I… never mind. she thought. She turned to the surgeon who has told her what day it was.
“Please tell me Covid’s over now & everyone got their jabs and put on masks,” she pleaded.
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Postby Country of redwood » Tue Feb 01, 2022 7:42 am

Insaanistan wrote:
Country of redwood wrote:Muslimbol Intl Airport 0500 A redwood plane lands on the at the airfield Alexis banner queen of Redwood exits the plane with two bodyguards and her sister Princess mars banner she walks down the stairs and looks around it had been a year since she visited another country and she wondered what all had changed her bodyguard's start carrying luggage off the plane, Alexis smiles at them and stands off to the side


Mars stands by her older sister admiring the airport it had been a who since she had visited another nation and she wondered what it was like Mars smiles as she remembers the last time she visited was for a birthday party that was enjoyable for her when her sister locked Redwood down Mars went through loneliness but found her passion in the military she wondered what happened to Nura as her sister taps her shoulder

“Ready to go see if we can find anyone Mars? It's been a long time and I'm eager to see what all we missed I'm also interested to see if anyone here remembers us”Alexis said with a smile

“You're right it has been a long time I'm eager to see what we can help with let's go inside and get checked out by security”Mars said as they walked inside to get cleared by security it had been a long time since they were last here and they wondered if anyone would remember them or if them shutting off redwood from the outside world would anger people


Following the flow of all the other airport goers, they’d end up in the baggage claim area.
“Ladies, please set your bags to go through here,” a Jundallah militiaman said. “And step through this scanner as well.” He motioned to the machine to his right, where others were already passing through and being admitted through.



Alexis and Mars both place there bags down and step into the scanner Mars looks at the militiaman wondering what happened to have this extra security presence as she didn't see it last time she visited

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Postby Country of redwood » Wed Feb 02, 2022 8:27 am

Insaanistan wrote:
Country of redwood wrote:Muslimbol Intl Airport 0500 A redwood plane lands on the at the airfield Alexis banner queen of Redwood exits the plane with two bodyguards and her sister Princess mars banner she walks down the stairs and looks around it had been a year since she visited another country and she wondered what all had changed her bodyguard's start carrying luggage off the plane, Alexis smiles at them and stands off to the side


Mars stands by her older sister admiring the airport it had been a who since she had visited another nation and she wondered what it was like Mars smiles as she remembers the last time she visited was for a birthday party that was enjoyable for her when her sister locked Redwood down Mars went through loneliness but found her passion in the military she wondered what happened to Nura as her sister taps her shoulder

“Ready to go see if we can find anyone Mars? It's been a long time and I'm eager to see what all we missed I'm also interested to see if anyone here remembers us”Alexis said with a smile

“You're right it has been a long time I'm eager to see what we can help with let's go inside and get checked out by security”Mars said as they walked inside to get cleared by security it had been a long time since they were last here and they wondered if anyone would remember them or if them shutting off redwood from the outside world would anger people


Following the flow of all the other airport goers, they’d end up in the baggage claim area.
“Ladies, please set your bags to go through here,” a Jundallah militiaman said. “And step through this scanner as well.” He motioned to the machine to his right, where others were already passing through and being admitted through.






"You have a nice airport here has it changed much over the last year?"Mars looks at the militiaman


Alexis looks at her younger sister and at the militiaman"Mars let him do his job he's working"

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Postby Insaanistan » Sun Feb 06, 2022 7:28 am

Country of redwood wrote:
Insaanistan wrote:

Following the flow of all the other airport goers, they’d end up in the baggage claim area.
“Ladies, please set your bags to go through here,” a Jundallah militiaman said. “And step through this scanner as well.” He motioned to the machine to his right, where others were already passing through and being admitted through.






"You have a nice airport here has it changed much over the last year?"Mars looks at the militiaman


Alexis looks at her younger sister and at the militiaman"Mars let him do his job he's working"

“No, no,” it’s fine, he said to Alexis. He turned to Mars
“There was a coup,” the militia man replied casually.
They and their bags went through without a beep.
“Okay,” he said. “You’re good to go. Enjoy your stay in Insaanistan,” he said, waving them off.
“Next please,” he said, calling to a couple coming through with their bags.
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Postby Country of redwood » Sun Feb 06, 2022 7:39 am

Insaanistan wrote:
Country of redwood wrote:




"You have a nice airport here has it changed much over the last year?"Mars looks at the militiaman


Alexis looks at her younger sister and at the militiaman"Mars let him do his job he's working"

“No, no,” it’s fine, he said to Alexis. He turned to Mars
“There was a coup,” the militia man replied casually.
They and their bags went through without a beep.
“Okay,” he said. “You’re good to go. Enjoy your stay in Insaanistan,” he said, waving them off.
“Next please,” he said, calling to a couple coming through with their bags.






Mars and Alexis start walking towards the building that the president stays in Alexis having retired follows her sister she stayed on as her advisor while they're walking Mars wonders about Nura and how long it's been since they last saw each other Alexis breaks the silence with a comment

"You got any plans here Mars?"

"Just wanna talk that's all besides we need diplomacy again with other nations the virus did a number on redwood our people are scared and we left our Allies when they needed us I'm not blaming you thought what you we're doing was good at the time but I don't know if I can restore everything with our Allies"Mars says and looks at her sister Alexis just looks at the ground and sighs

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Postby Erloane » Sun Feb 06, 2022 12:39 pm

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Erloanean soldiers unloaded thier equipment and settled into thier quarters. Erloaneans adapted well to thier quarters and began talking with Insaani and Langenians. Some soldiers played cards and other games when they unpacked. They spoke in English to Insaanis and Langenians while playing cards or just talking. Kimball found his tent, there was a small table and a chair. He put his laptop on the table and immediately began writing a report to high command, saying that he and his troops arrived safely. When he wrote his report he inspected the troops, everything was ok. Some time later Kimball arrived and asked Yunus. "Sir, Erloaneans are ready for tasking. Are there any orders for us?"


“None yet,” Yunus said. “However, in a couple hours, you and I will be in a briefing with the Langenians as to where to strike next. We got a bunch of targets hiding out in the deserts of Africa’s Horn and the Sahara, and we need to know who’s the most vulnerable right now. The Langenians will be back with the intel so we can make our move.”


Kimball saluted and left. He was on his way to inform his soldiers that in a few hours they can expect tasking. All platoons were informed. Mechanics and crews walked out from thier tents and began preparing RIFVs and armored trains. RIFVs caught the attention of many Isaani and Langenian soldiers, partly due to thier large size. Kimball then returned to his tent and sat down. He took a sip of water and waited for several hours.
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Postby Gongsi » Tue Feb 08, 2022 1:06 pm

Muslimbol International Airport, Muslimbol, Republic of Insaanistan

Ma Hênsun stepped off the plane at the Muslimbol International Airport. He hadn't been to Insaanistan before, but since the two diplomats with prior experience were preoccupied he was simply the next name on the list. He followed the shuffling crowd of passengers to the baggage claim and was surprised but not confused to see a Jundallah militiaman running the security checkpoint. He knew the Jundallah had taken over some aspects of policing and security in Insaanistan, but if they were in control of the international airport the extent of their reach might have been underestimated.

Following the militiaman's instructions, Ambassador Ma submitted himself and his bags to be scanned and checked.

"So," the ambassador said to the Jundallah militiaman as he waited for his luggage, "what do you think about the whole government situation?"



Airspace 10 Miles from Socialist Sharfaristan

"Try them again."

The co-pilot double checked the frequency he was given and attempted to contact the Antarcticanians who were supposedly guarding the skies about Socialist Sharfaristan. "Socialist Sharfaristan Air Traffic Control, this is Hotel-Five-Niner-Two-Seven-Zero. Requesting restricted airspace clearance. How copy? Over."

Several minutes of silence passed. The pilot and co-pilot looked at each other nervously. The distance between Gongsi and Socialist Sharfaristan was too great to allow a fighter escort, and now without hearing back from the ATC and flying ever closer to a fully closed off airspace dread was beginning to set in. Had this been a regular commercial flight they would have turned tail and tried to land in Insaanistan. But carrying out a diplomatic mission involving a high tension conflict did not afford them that luxury.

After several more minutes of silence, the pilot turned to the co-pilot and asked, "You religious?" To which the co-pilot's response was to fish through his pockets and procure a rosary.

"If there was ever a time to start praying," the pilot said, "it would be now."



Asim's House, Khuntiên, Federal Republic of Gongsi
Insaanistan wrote:“AH!” Asim cried, slamming the door. He was unprepared for Long to arrive in person and caught completely off guard. Fumbling with his uncombed hair, he breathed out.
Everything is fine, he told himself. Be normal. Be normal.
He opened the door again.
“Hi! Sorry, I had to do…something. Please, come in!”
In his panic, Asim hadn’t notice how loose his tie was around his neck or that he hadn’t finished buttoning his shirt, accidentally leaving the top 2 opened. In attempting to fix his hair, he instead made it worse.

Long Zianhi entered Asim's house. She noticed Asim was looking particularly...disheveled today, but elected not to say anything about it. His house was definitely fairing better than he was at the moment, even with the small handful of toys strewn about. Seeing the toys, Ms. Long made the easy assumption that they were his nephew Faisal's. But with this assumption came the thought that, if she really was assuming then the only other alternative was that Asim liked to entertain himself with them. It took an enormous amount of willpower not to let the humor of such a thought crack her already delicate façade of composure, but she did a poor job hiding her smile.

"As you know, Mr. Asim, the federal government is more than willing to house you in asylum here," Ms. Long said, returning somewhat to business. "But it also requires regular check-ups to both see that your needs are being met and to ensure you aren't trying to organize a counter-coup from your living room. In the past these check-ups were done virtually due to the pandemic, but now that restrictions are lifted they will be conducted in person."

She took a brief pause to give a smile to Faisal.

"And since the government has seen fit to put your stay in Gongsi under my care, I shall be conducting these check-ups myself."
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Postby Insaanistan » Tue Feb 08, 2022 4:21 pm

Country of redwood wrote:
Insaanistan wrote:“No, no,” it’s fine, he said to Alexis. He turned to Mars
“There was a coup,” the militia man replied casually.
They and their bags went through without a beep.
“Okay,” he said. “You’re good to go. Enjoy your stay in Insaanistan,” he said, waving them off.
“Next please,” he said, calling to a couple coming through with their bags.






Mars and Alexis start walking towards the building that the president stays in Alexis having retired follows her sister she stayed on as her advisor while they're walking Mars wonders about Nura and how long it's been since they last saw each other Alexis breaks the silence with a comment

"You got any plans here Mars?"

"Just wanna talk that's all besides we need diplomacy again with other nations the virus did a number on redwood our people are scared and we left our Allies when they needed us I'm not blaming you thought what you we're doing was good at the time but I don't know if I can restore everything with our Allies"Mars says and looks at her sister Alexis just looks at the ground and sighs


Taxis, motorcycles, and other vehicles zoom past the airport in the city street. People cross the streets frequently, prompting honks from oncoming drivers. People shout & chat in Egyptian Arabic, English & French all around Mars & Alexis.
A couple pigeons land were someone dropped some pita, and peck at it, just a few feet away from the two sisters.
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Postby New Antarcticania » Tue Feb 08, 2022 4:30 pm

Gongsi wrote:Muslimbol International Airport, Muslimbol, Republic of Insaanistan

Ma Hênsun stepped off the plane at the Muslimbol International Airport. He hadn't been to Insaanistan before, but since the two diplomats with prior experience were preoccupied he was simply the next name on the list. He followed the shuffling crowd of passengers to the baggage claim and was surprised but not confused to see a Jundallah militiaman running the security checkpoint. He knew the Jundallah had taken over some aspects of policing and security in Insaanistan, but if they were in control of the international airport the extent of their reach might have been underestimated.

Following the militiaman's instructions, Ambassador Ma submitted himself and his bags to be scanned and checked.

"So," the ambassador said to the Jundallah militiaman as he waited for his luggage, "what do you think about the whole government situation?"



Airspace 10 Miles from Socialist Sharfaristan

"Try them again."

The co-pilot double checked the frequency he was given and attempted to contact the Antarcticanians who were supposedly guarding the skies about Socialist Sharfaristan. "Socialist Sharfaristan Air Traffic Control, this is Hotel-Five-Niner-Two-Seven-Zero. Requesting restricted airspace clearance. How copy? Over."

Several minutes of silence passed. The pilot and co-pilot looked at each other nervously. The distance between Gongsi and Socialist Sharfaristan was too great to allow a fighter escort, and now without hearing back from the ATC and flying ever closer to a fully closed off airspace dread was beginning to set in. Had this been a regular commercial flight they would have turned tail and tried to land in Insaanistan. But carrying out a diplomatic mission involving a high tension conflict did not afford them that luxury.

After several more minutes of silence, the pilot turned to the co-pilot and asked, "You religious?" To which the co-pilot's response was to fish through his pockets and procure a rosary.

"If there was ever a time to start praying," the pilot said, "it would be now."



Asim's House, Khuntiên, Federal Republic of Gongsi
Insaanistan wrote:“AH!” Asim cried, slamming the door. He was unprepared for Long to arrive in person and caught completely off guard. Fumbling with his uncombed hair, he breathed out.
Everything is fine, he told himself. Be normal. Be normal.
He opened the door again.
“Hi! Sorry, I had to do…something. Please, come in!”
In his panic, Asim hadn’t notice how loose his tie was around his neck or that he hadn’t finished buttoning his shirt, accidentally leaving the top 2 opened. In attempting to fix his hair, he instead made it worse.

Long Zianhi entered Asim's house. She noticed Asim was looking particularly...disheveled today, but elected not to say anything about it. His house was definitely fairing better than he was at the moment, even with the small handful of toys strewn about. Seeing the toys, Ms. Long made the easy assumption that they were his nephew Faisal's. But with this assumption came the thought that, if she really was assuming then the only other alternative was that Asim liked to entertain himself with them. It took an enormous amount of willpower not to let the humor of such a thought crack her already delicate façade of composure, but she did a poor job hiding her smile.

"As you know, Mr. Asim, the federal government is more than willing to house you in asylum here," Ms. Long said, returning somewhat to business. "But it also requires regular check-ups to both see that your needs are being met and to ensure you aren't trying to organize a counter-coup from your living room. In the past these check-ups were done virtually due to the pandemic, but now that restrictions are lifted they will be conducted in person."

She took a brief pause to give a smile to Faisal.

"And since the government has seen fit to put your stay in Gongsi under my care, I shall be conducting these check-ups myself."

.....
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Postby Insaanistan » Tue Feb 08, 2022 4:30 pm

Gongsi wrote:Muslimbol International Airport, Muslimbol, Republic of Insaanistan

Ma Hênsun stepped off the plane at the Muslimbol International Airport. He hadn't been to Insaanistan before, but since the two diplomats with prior experience were preoccupied he was simply the next name on the list. He followed the shuffling crowd of passengers to the baggage claim and was surprised but not confused to see a Jundallah militiaman running the security checkpoint. He knew the Jundallah had taken over some aspects of policing and security in Insaanistan, but if they were in control of the international airport the extent of their reach might have been underestimated.

Following the militiaman's instructions, Ambassador Ma submitted himself and his bags to be scanned and checked.

"So," the ambassador said to the Jundallah militiaman as he waited for his luggage, "what do you think about the whole government situation?"



Airspace 10 Miles from Socialist Sharfaristan

"Try them again."

The co-pilot double checked the frequency he was given and attempted to contact the Antarcticanians who were supposedly guarding the skies about Socialist Sharfaristan. "Socialist Sharfaristan Air Traffic Control, this is Hotel-Five-Niner-Two-Seven-Zero. Requesting restricted airspace clearance. How copy? Over."

Several minutes of silence passed. The pilot and co-pilot looked at each other nervously. The distance between Gongsi and Socialist Sharfaristan was too great to allow a fighter escort, and now without hearing back from the ATC and flying ever closer to a fully closed off airspace dread was beginning to set in. Had this been a regular commercial flight they would have turned tail and tried to land in Insaanistan. But carrying out a diplomatic mission involving a high tension conflict did not afford them that luxury.

After several more minutes of silence, the pilot turned to the co-pilot and asked, "You religious?" To which the co-pilot's response was to fish through his pockets and procure a rosary.

"If there was ever a time to start praying," the pilot said, "it would be now."



Asim's House, Khuntiên, Federal Republic of Gongsi
Insaanistan wrote:“AH!” Asim cried, slamming the door. He was unprepared for Long to arrive in person and caught completely off guard. Fumbling with his uncombed hair, he breathed out.
Everything is fine, he told himself. Be normal. Be normal.
He opened the door again.
“Hi! Sorry, I had to do…something. Please, come in!”
In his panic, Asim hadn’t notice how loose his tie was around his neck or that he hadn’t finished buttoning his shirt, accidentally leaving the top 2 opened. In attempting to fix his hair, he instead made it worse.

Long Zianhi entered Asim's house. She noticed Asim was looking particularly...disheveled today, but elected not to say anything about it. His house was definitely fairing better than he was at the moment, even with the small handful of toys strewn about. Seeing the toys, Ms. Long made the easy assumption that they were his nephew Faisal's. But with this assumption came the thought that, if she really was assuming then the only other alternative was that Asim liked to entertain himself with them. It took an enormous amount of willpower not to let the humor of such a thought crack her already delicate façade of composure, but she did a poor job hiding her smile.

"As you know, Mr. Asim, the federal government is more than willing to house you in asylum here," Ms. Long said, returning somewhat to business. "But it also requires regular check-ups to both see that your needs are being met and to ensure you aren't trying to organize a counter-coup from your living room. In the past these check-ups were done virtually due to the pandemic, but now that restrictions are lifted they will be conducted in person."

She took a brief pause to give a smile to Faisal.

"And since the government has seen fit to put your stay in Gongsi under my care, I shall be conducting these check-ups myself."

Muslimbol International Airport
“Akh,” the militiaman, said. He threw up both arms in exasperation. “Those who feared shame died. Nearly all these politicians are the same. Some of them call us terrorists, but line them up and I could point out to you which ones a couple years or even months ago were advocating for Saudi, or Iran, or Pakistan, or Russia. Confound then all, really. If the bloody parliament lets us in as a political party, there’ll be some change around here, that’s for sure.” Then he took a good look at Ma.
“Say,” he inquired finally. “Where are you coming from?”


Khuntiên
“Oh, is that so?” Asim asked. He slumped down into his chair. “Well, alright then.” He pointed to a couch. “Have a seat. Or, wait, should I serve you something to eat or drink first.” He stood up. “I have a coffee machine for coffee. And a kettle for tea.” He went to the counter & picked up his cup of coffee & drank in a gulp.
“Agh!” he gagged. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
He sat down again.
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Postby Mosarat » Wed Feb 09, 2022 6:37 am

A few days had passed and The Sultan and The Sultana along with some guards flew to Zurich to pick up Nura. They then went to a hotel and decided to draw out their plans.
“Where in Zurich are they keeping here at?” The Sultan asked.
“I don’t know they didn’t say.” The Sultana said.
“Perhaps we should telephone the Polish.” He replied.

He went over to the phone book and found the Poland-Prussia Embassy in Zurich and placed a call.

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Mars and Alexis start walking towards the building that the president stays in Alexis having retired follows her sister she stayed on as her advisor while they're walking Mars wonders about Nura and how long it's been since they last saw each other Alexis breaks the silence with a comment

"You got any plans here Mars?"

"Just wanna talk that's all besides we need diplomacy again with other nations the virus did a number on redwood our people are scared and we left our Allies when they needed us I'm not blaming you thought what you we're doing was good at the time but I don't know if I can restore everything with our Allies"Mars says and looks at her sister Alexis just looks at the ground and sighs


Taxis, motorcycles, and other vehicles zoom past the airport in the city street. People cross the streets frequently, prompting honks from oncoming drivers. People shout & chat in Egyptian Arabic, English & French all around Mars & Alexis.
A couple pigeons land were someone dropped some pita, and peck at it, just a few feet away from the two sisters.




after walking for what seemed like hours they arrive outside the presidential residence Mars and Alexis look around to see if they should ask someone or just knock on the door while the wait Mars looks over the residence admiring it

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Postby Insaanistan » Tue Feb 15, 2022 4:23 pm

Country of redwood wrote:
Insaanistan wrote:
Taxis, motorcycles, and other vehicles zoom past the airport in the city street. People cross the streets frequently, prompting honks from oncoming drivers. People shout & chat in Egyptian Arabic, English & French all around Mars & Alexis.
A couple pigeons land were someone dropped some pita, and peck at it, just a few feet away from the two sisters.




after walking for what seemed like hours they arrive outside the presidential residence Mars and Alexis look around to see if they should ask someone or just knock on the door while the wait Mars looks over the residence admiring it


Mars & Alexis had walked through a part of the fencing around the palace that hadn’t been repaired yet (though the damage had been done months ago).A few Insaani guards immediately ran up to them and began barking questions in Arabic. Though Mars & Alexis didn’t realize, they were yelling. “How did you get here with no one noticing?”, “Show us identification”, “What is your business here?” and the like.
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Postby Sonakion » Sat Feb 19, 2022 3:30 am

Somewhere on the Sonakion-Insaanistan border:

Long rows of trenches cut into the dry earth. The result of recent defensive measures against Insaanistan. However for such a large project the trenches were rather empty.

Out of the horizon a military grade jeep came rumbling in. It stopped and the trenches greeted by a Sonakion soldier who knew of its arrival. Glad to see some supplies he muttered to the driver of the jeep. The driver shook his head as the soldier went up to the jeep to reveal the supplies. It wasn't what he expected. Cans of food, a few basic medical supplies, and a couple stocks of ammo. Not even close to sorting that could reasonably support this trench line.

Sonakion simply is spreading its few resources too far to cope.
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Postby Sonakion » Sat Feb 19, 2022 3:44 am

Government building in Algiers:

The Representive leaned back in his chair frowning. The recent defensive measures altho needed were stretching Sonakion resources too thin. Currently we do not have the resources to stay afloat he thought. Yet there is hope.
Recent moves by Antarcticanians in Sharfaristan show that the Antarcticanians are eager to keep Insaanistan down and protect others against it's imperialism. With no reply from the PPC maybe it was time to try other options.

Going onto his computer he began to type a letter. Once finished he checked it and once it was satisfactory sent it the Antarctican government.

Letter to Antarcticania
To the The Greater People's union of
New Antarcticania
Whether you are aware of our existence before hand or did the latter I believe more likely given the high degree of knowledge you have about foreign affairs however we certainly are not acquainted.

I am representing the Protectorate of Sonakion a nation occupying the Maghreb region of North Africa. We were formally apart of Insaanistan however during its civil war we broke off having been dissatisfied with its current leadership. We kept to ourselves largely never getting international recognition due to the efforts of Insaanistan but thankfully never being the receiving end of hostile force by them due to the various struggles they had. Unfortunately that has seems to be coming to an end. Insaanistan has begun to show interest in us once more of hostility not diplomacy. We were already struggling with the covid pandemic and preparing defence against Insaanistan is only worsening the situation.

We have noticed how Antarcticania has been helping other nations such as Sharfaristan against the Insaanistan threat so we ask for you to show the same mercy to us. We ask for basic necessities, medical supplies, military supplies and the recognition of our independence by you and so the setting of embassies. Doing so will put us eternally in your debt and so strong and loyal ally against the Insaanistan aggressors.

The Representative
Protectorate of Sonakion
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Postby Country of redwood » Sat Feb 19, 2022 1:28 pm

Insaanistan wrote:
Country of redwood wrote:


after walking for what seemed like hours they arrive outside the presidential residence Mars and Alexis look around to see if they should ask someone or just knock on the door while the wait Mars looks over the residence admiring it


Mars & Alexis had walked through a part of the fencing around the palace that hadn’t been repaired yet (though the damage had been done months ago).A few Insaani guards immediately ran up to them and began barking questions in Arabic. Though Mars & Alexis didn’t realize, they were yelling. “How did you get here with no one noticing?”, “Show us identification”, “What is your business here?” and the like.



"We walked through the broken fence we are here to see the leader we have business to discuss with him we we're in the area And figured we'd stop and see him here's our diplomatic cards so y'all can see that we're telling the truth"Mars opens her wallet and hands over two diplomatic cards to them

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Postby Insaanistan » Mon Feb 21, 2022 8:07 am

Country of redwood wrote:
Insaanistan wrote:
Mars & Alexis had walked through a part of the fencing around the palace that hadn’t been repaired yet (though the damage had been done months ago).A few Insaani guards immediately ran up to them and began barking questions in Arabic. Though Mars & Alexis didn’t realize, they were yelling. “How did you get here with no one noticing?”, “Show us identification”, “What is your business here?” and the like.



"We walked through the broken fence we are here to see the leader we have business to discuss with him we we're in the area And figured we'd stop and see him here's our diplomatic cards so y'all can see that we're telling the truth"Mars opens her wallet and hands over two diplomatic cards to them


One of the guards grabbed the cards and looked at them. He said something in Arabic to one of his fellow soldiers. The other soldier frowned and spoke back. The two went back in forth in what seemed like an argument before a third soldier finally said “Khalas!”
He gave the first soldier 40 dinars, and seemingly satisfied, the man pocketed the money.
“You can go along now,” he said. They went back to their positions at the perimeter of the building.
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Postby New Antarcticania » Mon Feb 21, 2022 5:40 pm

Sonakion wrote:Government building in Algiers:

The Representive leaned back in his chair frowning. The recent defensive measures altho needed were stretching Sonakion resources too thin. Currently we do not have the resources to stay afloat he thought. Yet there is hope.
Recent moves by Antarcticanians in Sharfaristan show that the Antarcticanians are eager to keep Insaanistan down and protect others against it's imperialism. With no reply from the PPC maybe it was time to try other options.

Going onto his computer he began to type a letter. Once finished he checked it and once it was satisfactory sent it the Antarctican government.

Letter to Antarcticania
To the The Greater People's union of
New Antarcticania
Whether you are aware of our existence before hand or did the latter I believe more likely given the high degree of knowledge you have about foreign affairs however we certainly are not acquainted.

I am representing the Protectorate of Sonakion a nation occupying the Maghreb region of North Africa. We were formally apart of Insaanistan however during its civil war we broke off having been dissatisfied with its current leadership. We kept to ourselves largely never getting international recognition due to the efforts of Insaanistan but thankfully never being the receiving end of hostile force by them due to the various struggles they had. Unfortunately that has seems to be coming to an end. Insaanistan has begun to show interest in us once more of hostility not diplomacy. We were already struggling with the covid pandemic and preparing defence against Insaanistan is only worsening the situation.

We have noticed how Antarcticania has been helping other nations such as Sharfaristan against the Insaanistan threat so we ask for you to show the same mercy to us. We ask for basic necessities, medical supplies, military supplies and the recognition of our independence by you and so the setting of embassies. Doing so will put us eternally in your debt and so strong and loyal ally against the Insaanistan aggressors.

The Representative
Protectorate of Sonakion


INCOMING TRANSMISSION FROM THE GREATER UNION OF NEW ANTARCTICA, MINISTRY OF EXTERNAL AFFAIRS, MILITARY BRANCH.

President.
After the Ministry and the cabinet's Careful review of The Sonkaion republic's situation, we have come to the conclusion that not only can we afford to dispatch medical supplies, ammunition, and so on in defence against the Isaani trio of aggressors, Nay. We find your situation suitable for us to deploy military force in considerable number as a deterrent against isaani agression. Those who oppose the Imperialist agressionism in The Mediterranean, africa, and elsewhere are our allies. And what better to do with allies than shield them from oncoming Barbaric hordes of Imperialism and expansionism?

The units we can deploy can and will ensure that the Sonakion republic will start on a offensive footing if conflict comes.
Let us wish death upon those who dare wish to stamp the people under the black boot of the isanni.
- Signed, Ministry of External affairs, Military branch, Directior Fyordor Maximovich
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Postby Insaanistan » Tue Feb 22, 2022 4:10 pm

No one in Insaanistan knew what had just been agreed to between the New Antarcticans & Soniakon. But tensions were already high. The Insaani people saw Soniakon’s existence as leftover of the flame of instability & revolution, which outside actors would be happy to stoke again. Jundallah militiamen & Insaani troops alike were eager to engage Soniakon’s fighter’s in battle & subjugate the area. Soniakon’s atheist stance only made them even more indignant towards it.
Encampments could be found across the border of where Soniakon claimed its state was. Mostly Moroccans, the Insaani soldiers at one chatted & joked in Darija Arabic.

“They don’t believe in God,” one said, with a bit of scorn in his tone.
Khoya,” said another. “If we get our hands on them, wallahi, even they’ll start praying.” This produced laughs from the others.
“Abdelmoula,” someone asked. “When do you think Insaanistan will be at peace?”
The soldier, apparently named Abdelmoula, procured a cigarette from his pocket and placed it between his teeth.
“It will never be at peace,” he said, as he pulled out his lighter.
“What do you mean?” someone asked.
“Come now, Mahmoud,” Abdelmoula said. “You aren’t blind. We’re Arabs, we’re Gnawa, we’re Imazighen of every tribe, we’re Toubou, we’re Fallata, we’re Somali, we’re Copts. We can’t all live together with no problems.”
“Well,” Mahmoud asked. “Do you think then we were doomed from the start? Our country started from Omar al-Mukhtar’s men who regrouped to attack the Fascists of Italy & traders who came along the way. That’s multiculturalism. They didn’t have a problem.”
“That was then. Whenever another country in the region got free from Europe, we gave them a chance to join us. They said ‘Sure, why not? Why shouldn’t we join the followers of Mukhtar? Why shouldn’t we join the first of the continent to be free?’ We got bigger and bigger. To big for our own good. There have been chances for everlasting peace, sure. But the CIA killed Sadiq Ahmad. That set us back a great deal. And our last chance at peace was the last royal family, and we all know how that turned out.”
“Akh,” said another soldier. “The Americans didn’t kill Ahmad. We did. We couped him, remember? It’s our own bloody fault.”
“The CIA funded the coup, Souleiman, and it helped orchestrate it. Either way, he was killed in the chaos, and the CIA had something to do with the overthrow.”

A Tuareg caravan passed by them. Mahmoud waved at them to come over. At first they hesitated, but Mahmoud insisted, and they began approaching the encampment.
“Salaamu ālaykum,” Mahmoud said.
“Wa âlaykum salaam w rahmatallah,” one Tuareg said. He seemed to be the leader of the group.
“What do you know of the state of our enemy?” Mahmoud asked in Arabic. An expression of confusion crossed over the man’s face. He looked up as if he was thinking deeply about something. He turned to his companions motioning at Mahmoud. They all shrugged at him. They began muttering in Tamajaq, trying to decipher piece by piece what Mahmoud said. Mahmoud tried Sousi Amazigh. The man seemed to possibly understand Mahmoud a bit, but replied in Tamajaq, which was unhelpful. Mahmoud tried French & Spanish and even English. When it seemed hopeless, the sound of an approaching vehicle came. The Jeep was Langenian, but the men inside were Insaanis, though these ones were of the Jundallah.
They said their salaams and as some of the militiamen began picking up conversation, Mahmoud asked, “Can any of you speak the tongue of the Blue Men of the Desert?”
One man looked up. “Which blue men? The Haousawi our the Imohag?”
“What?” Mahmoud asked.
“Never mind,” the man said. He stood up and walked up to the Tuareg man.
Ka ji harshen Hausa?” he asked.
The Tuareg perked up. “Nâam! Ayh! Mu ji harshen Hausa!
“What do you want me to say?” the militiaman asked.
“Ask him what Soniakon’s side of the divide looks like.”
The militant translated. The Tuareg answered him.
“He says they are low on supplies. Few men line their trenches, and they look to be tired & suffering. He says we on the other hand look well fed and in high spirits.”
“Give him our shukr,” Mahmoud said. The Tuareg frowned.
“‘Ejak’?” he questioned. The militant shook his head. He thanked the man and said they could go.
“Salaamu âlaykum w rahmatallahi w barakatuhu!” the members of the caravan said in near unison. They went on their way, the men & camels eventually fading to indigo & brown on the white sand, before disappearing behind the Sahara’s dunes.
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Postby New Antarcticania » Tue Feb 22, 2022 8:06 pm

"Back again"
Several hours after the Antarctican response
ADF Stalongrad.
Battlefleet Caucasia.
Port Pitomik, Hoding.

First Lieutenant Ludmill Grigorev strided down the halls of the lower decks on the Carrier.The quiet humming of the engine and various machinery in the background overshadowed by the steps from his boot on the steel floors.
He looked to his left as another man in a flight suit joined him, he mutters as they both marched along the halls
"Tell me we're Leaving port to go home for R&R, Ilyich."
"Afraid not, Ludmil. Better."
"What could be better than going back home and drinking some actual alcohol for once?"
"Air support and SEAD taskings over the Maghreb."
"Targets?" The lieutenant inquires as he pulls out his Handy-Dandy PDA for more information
"Isaani nationals, Probably mostly Jundallah, though. No other forces from the Isaani trio in country."
"Yet."
"And that's why we're doing a reapid deployment."
'Ah, so, we're going go in, firebomb some Isaani dogs, and then get the fuck out before any Pesudo-UNists get on our arse?'
"Nope, we're staying for the long run. By the looks of it."
"Well, Once every year, i suppose. How long till we get there?"
"Ehhh... we'll be in operational range in about.... a full day or so. Tankers and whatever supply assets we have in the atlantic will be rerouted to us."
"What fleet to we have?"
"All of Caucasia; the six destroyers, two ELINT ships, a Jammer, and the four missile cruisers. All of em'."
"Well, looks like we'll blow em' apart in six weeks tops.'
"Yep" Ilyich nods in agreement "Looking to be quite a show, indeed."
"Just wait until the Napalm drops are authorized."
The both takes a sharp turn to a room on their right.
The door closes.

Both the Antarcticans and the Socalist Sharifs are now in a mad dash to rally and gather as much units as possible for an organised deployment into Soniakion. Whilst the Antarcticans were only able to gather some four or five battalions of Armored Calvary. The Socalist Sharifs were able to produce at least two full divisions of Motor and Armor in the next 24 hours for Transportation by air. If the last few weeks at the border was a spike, this was a cliff in Communist military movement in the region.
And just when they thought it was all over.
It begins.
Again.
*SIGHHHHHHHHHHHH*, i'm going to go and get some alcohol.....
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Postby Insaanistan » Wed Feb 23, 2022 9:27 am

In the name of God
Insaanistan is a nation who has often seen internal and external conflict threaten it. The nation and its people have become quite accustomed to that. And on top of that, it has been made clear which nations hope to foster peace and stability in Africa & Asia, and which ones wish only to expand their influence and wreak havoc on these nations. Among the most prominent is New Antarcticania, which pretends to be an arbiter of peace defeating terrorism, when its interest is the spread of Communism, the antagonization of Insaanistan and the Muslim world at large, and to commit atrocities with impunity due to the fact it categorically has refused to sign the Geneva Convention.

I re-affirm the warning I previously gave this rogue state.

Insaanistan can and will not stand for this. I can and will not stand for this. Our nation shall not fall victim to the aggression of outside powers. No state may engage in attacks on Insaani soil without explicit permission from the Insaani government, or said nations shall suffer sanctions or worse. And any military incursion to Insaani territory, via air or land or sea, shall be stamped out immediately and swiftly. I am explicitly authorizing Insaani troops to fire upon any vessel, vehicle, aircraft or troop from non-allied nations that enter our territory.

-President Abdul-Ghaffar Yusuf of Insaanistan

(Note: Yusuf still has no clue of what the actual New Antartican plans are, he just knows the New Antarcticanians have increased their presence just outside Insaanistan & along the Socialist Sharifistan-Royalist Sharifistan border).
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Postby Sonakion » Wed Feb 23, 2022 12:39 pm

Military airport near the Sonakion-Insaanistan border:

The sun beat down on the dusty now crowded runway.
Jeeps, trucks and crowds of soldiers were waiting. Some standing others sitting down. No talking a dead silence.


,Two men in uniform of high ranking Sonakion military personnel looked at the sky. They had been sent along with the troops under there control to this airport to greet and aid the arriving Antarcticanians and Socialist Sharifistans who were coming to Sonakions aid. The plan was for Sonakion troops to distribute humanitarian aid while the arriving forces take positions on the border with Insaanistan.

The two men briefly lifted there gaze from the sky to each other. Both knew this was a turning point in Sonakion history. They lifted there gaze to the sky again.

(Aid won't just be received at this airport. This is just one of many locations where Antarcticanians and Sharfaristans will land.)
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Postby Insaanistan » Wed Feb 23, 2022 2:56 pm

Algiers, Soniakon-held Insaanistan

“Jesus f*cking Christ,” Antonio said.
“Yeah,” Martin agreed.
“So,” asked a third, Dominic, “What do we do now?”
Antonio poured himself a glass of wine.
“Well, we sure as hell aren’t gonna let those Commies have their fun. That god forsaken resistance movement, either.”
“They have guns, Toni,” Dominic reminded him.
“So do we!” Antonio said. “Now listen here. We can’t win a war against these guys all conventional-like. What we can do is what we did when we kicked Asim out.”
Martin & Dominic looked at each other. They recalled how not long before, their mafia had taken over Italian neighborhoods across the Maghreb’s cities as the Jundallah, the True Republic of Insaanistan, Italy, and Langenia swept across the region.
“It’ll be hell,” Martin warned.
“Well, sh*t, we’re going there anyway,” Dominic joked. “Might as well get a taste of it first.”


Muslimbol, Insaanistan
“We have confirmation, sir,” the Chief of the National Intelligence Organization, Abdisalaam Mohamed, said to Abdul-Ghaffar Yusuf. “Socialist Sharifistan & New Antarcticania are to aid the rebels militarily.”
Abdul-Ghaffar sat with his arms crossed. He produced a handkerchief from his pocket pulled off his glasses. Wiping them with it, he said, “Well, we have a plan, don’t we?”
“Indeed we do, sir,” said the Minister of Defense, Razaq Loutfi. “We are prepared to repel a sea incursion & to turn back an aerial assault, inshallah!”
Yusuf nodded.
“O Allah, we ask from you victory like the victory you gave the believers at the Battle of Badr.”

“I just don’t understand this,” Marcel said. “The Antarcticans know fully well we have Erloane & Langenia standing with us. Why would they even attempt to invade, and why now?”
“Maybe,” Karim suggested, “we’re displaying some weakness we can’t see but they can?”
“No,” Moshe said. “There’s nothing we’re lacking in right now. Perhaps they think they have a chance to at least keep us occupied with this while they focus on bullying Sharifistan?”
“Curse the devils,” Marcel said. “If they think for a second we’re going to even give this a chance to drag out, they’re sorely mistaken.”
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