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The Holy Utopian Republic wrote:

Ummmmmm

I̴͙̿ ̸̢͇̙̬͙̥̱̺̪̖̣̦̝̃̀͒̐͒̍̄̀͒̽̕͜͜m̶̘͆͑̔̎͗͆͐́͗̋̕̚u̶̬͔̖̹̹͂̃̔̑̿̓̉̿͐͠s̴̢̬̯̗͈̫̦͖̾̽͊̂̍͂̏̀̑̈́̋͠͠t̶̨͈̺̗̲͚̜̱̰͓͕̣̮̀͑́͐͒͐͜ͅ ̵̝̜̪̘͚̹̺̺̰̹̯̹̌͑͗̀͗́͛̚͠r̷̳̞̈e̷̺̳̘̘̻͋̆á̶̲̘̳͈̗̫̦̫̣̈́̾̓͘͜d̷̲̜̩̥̤̗́͌̃̆̾̍͊͑̽́͗̍͘y̸̨͚͈͕̭͗͆̓̑̀͛͝ ̷̛̬̯̲̫̭̗̦̫́̿͆͂͘͜͜͝t̷̳͖͎͔͇̲́̅̈̍̈̈̑͒͘ͅh̶̢̬̩͇̣̞̜̮͉̦̝͋͆̓̈́̈́̏̓͐̀͠ḝ̴͈̘̝͕̯̐̉̂̃̎͌̚͘ ̸̨̨̫̝̰̣̯͔̜̻̜̟͙̭̄͒͗͜s̵̰̰͈̖̲͙͌̇̐͝p̵̛͖̫͈̘̻̣̞̮̉́͑͐̈͗ȩ̷̛͎͚̫̹̗̓̀̚͜ͅḛ̵̛̯̜̈̋̈́͆̄͋̈́̇̅̉͑͂̚͝c̴̨̀͆͐̎̔̓͑̓̓̋̿̔̃̐̚h̴̡̲̣͍̗̒̀̑͒͆͛̄̀̐̀̚ ̵̖̪̙͇̼̥̱̻̹̪͂̽͑̄̏̅̀͗̀̈́̈́͐͌o̶͉̰̹̐̀f̶͔͍̠̩̞̼͇̣̬̫̔̄̾͗͒̋̂͜͝ ̸̗͓̭̤̭͙͍̜̥͚̻͉̼̠̮̄́̄͊́̎̿̏͐͌̐̋͘͝S̷̮͍̹͓̼̎̈͋͋͐̈̈͗̀̾̓̈́̕͝͠ṗ̴͎̻̱̬̑̏̓̍̒̈̓̃̐ö̸̡̧̢̨̺̯̺͎̮͉̼̹͍̰̑͛̃̏c̴̛̖͇̜̙̤̓͑͆̓͒͠.̶̨͔̝͕̥͖̲̈́̌͐̎̂̎̒̋̉̚̚͜

Kampf Empire wrote:

I̴͙̿ ̸̢͇̙̬͙̥̱̺̪̖̣̦̝̃̀͒̐͒̍̄̀͒̽̕͜͜m̶̘͆͑̔̎͗͆͐́͗̋̕̚u̶̬͔̖̹̹͂̃̔̑̿̓̉̿͐͠s̴̢̬̯̗͈̫̦͖̾̽͊̂̍͂̏̀̑̈́̋͠͠t̶̨͈̺̗̲͚̜̱̰͓͕̣̮̀͑́͐͒͐͜ͅ ̵̝̜̪̘͚̹̺̺̰̹̯̹̌͑͗̀͗́͛̚͠r̷̳̞̈e̷̺̳̘̘̻͋̆á̶̲̘̳͈̗̫̦̫̣̈́̾̓͘͜d̷̲̜̩̥̤̗́͌̃̆̾̍͊͑̽́͗̍͘y̸̨͚͈͕̭͗͆̓̑̀͛͝ ̷̛̬̯̲̫̭̗̦̫́̿͆͂͘͜͜͝t̷̳͖͎͔͇̲́̅̈̍̈̈̑͒͘ͅh̶̢̬̩͇̣̞̜̮͉̦̝͋͆̓̈́̈́̏̓͐̀͠ḝ̴͈̘̝͕̯̐̉̂̃̎͌̚͘ ̸̨̨̫̝̰̣̯͔̜̻̜̟͙̭̄͒͗͜s̵̰̰͈̖̲͙͌̇̐͝p̵̛͖̫͈̘̻̣̞̮̉́͑͐̈͗ȩ̷̛͎͚̫̹̗̓̀̚͜ͅḛ̵̛̯̜̈̋̈́͆̄͋̈́̇̅̉͑͂̚͝c̴̨̀͆͐̎̔̓͑̓̓̋̿̔̃̐̚h̴̡̲̣͍̗̒̀̑͒͆͛̄̀̐̀̚ ̵̖̪̙͇̼̥̱̻̹̪͂̽͑̄̏̅̀͗̀̈́̈́͐͌o̶͉̰̹̐̀f̶͔͍̠̩̞̼͇̣̬̫̔̄̾͗͒̋̂͜͝ ̸̗͓̭̤̭͙͍̜̥͚̻͉̼̠̮̄́̄͊́̎̿̏͐͌̐̋͘͝S̷̮͍̹͓̼̎̈͋͋͐̈̈͗̀̾̓̈́̕͝͠ṗ̴͎̻̱̬̑̏̓̍̒̈̓̃̐ö̸̡̧̢̨̺̯̺͎̮͉̼̹͍̰̑͛̃̏c̴̛̖͇̜̙̤̓͑͆̓͒͠.̶̨͔̝͕̥͖̲̈́̌͐̎̂̎̒̋̉̚̚͜

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Dominostra wrote:

ok, my politics don't make sense i tried to be realistic but it just seems to much like a movie

It’s ultimately your choice.

Osterreich und ungarn wrote:

Rubs hands together while preparing to send the Ostseeflotte out from Arklen and the Streikgeschwader with mobilized troops while also preparing a few airwings to send to airbases of the The Holy Utopian Republic.

The help is greatly appreciated. The Utopian airbases prepare to make room for Östarian aircraft and the military prepares to ship out more supplies to the front line. As this war seems to be more and more like an attrition war more rockets are prepared to destroy the Levantin front lines.

President Kingsley makes an international address calling the Levantine nation a “Terrorist Organization” and that it was every nations duty to denounce them.

Pakitsk wrote:

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* Looks the Wielder of the Banhammer in the eye as I place an individual big toe on the line between Memes and Heresy *

Dominostra wrote:

ok, my politics don't make sense i tried to be realistic but it just seems to much like a movie

So my country is run my a council and each member is as equal as other member and each member has an elite team of bodyguards. Is that too fictional.

Kampf Empire wrote:

I̴͙̿ ̸̢͇̙̬͙̥̱̺̪̖̣̦̝̃̀͒̐͒̍̄̀͒̽̕͜͜m̶̘͆͑̔̎͗͆͐́͗̋̕̚u̶̬͔̖̹̹͂̃̔̑̿̓̉̿͐͠s̴̢̬̯̗͈̫̦͖̾̽͊̂̍͂̏̀̑̈́̋͠͠t̶̨͈̺̗̲͚̜̱̰͓͕̣̮̀͑́͐͒͐͜ͅ ̵̝̜̪̘͚̹̺̺̰̹̯̹̌͑͗̀͗́͛̚͠r̷̳̞̈e̷̺̳̘̘̻͋̆á̶̲̘̳͈̗̫̦̫̣̈́̾̓͘͜d̷̲̜̩̥̤̗́͌̃̆̾̍͊͑̽́͗̍͘y̸̨͚͈͕̭͗͆̓̑̀͛͝ ̷̛̬̯̲̫̭̗̦̫́̿͆͂͘͜͜͝t̷̳͖͎͔͇̲́̅̈̍̈̈̑͒͘ͅh̶̢̬̩͇̣̞̜̮͉̦̝͋͆̓̈́̈́̏̓͐̀͠ḝ̴͈̘̝͕̯̐̉̂̃̎͌̚͘ ̸̨̨̫̝̰̣̯͔̜̻̜̟͙̭̄͒͗͜s̵̰̰͈̖̲͙͌̇̐͝p̵̛͖̫͈̘̻̣̞̮̉́͑͐̈͗ȩ̷̛͎͚̫̹̗̓̀̚͜ͅḛ̵̛̯̜̈̋̈́͆̄͋̈́̇̅̉͑͂̚͝c̴̨̀͆͐̎̔̓͑̓̓̋̿̔̃̐̚h̴̡̲̣͍̗̒̀̑͒͆͛̄̀̐̀̚ ̵̖̪̙͇̼̥̱̻̹̪͂̽͑̄̏̅̀͗̀̈́̈́͐͌o̶͉̰̹̐̀f̶͔͍̠̩̞̼͇̣̬̫̔̄̾͗͒̋̂͜͝ ̸̗͓̭̤̭͙͍̜̥͚̻͉̼̠̮̄́̄͊́̎̿̏͐͌̐̋͘͝S̷̮͍̹͓̼̎̈͋͋͐̈̈͗̀̾̓̈́̕͝͠ṗ̴͎̻̱̬̑̏̓̍̒̈̓̃̐ö̸̡̧̢̨̺̯̺͎̮͉̼̹͍̰̑͛̃̏c̴̛̖͇̜̙̤̓͑͆̓͒͠.̶̨͔̝͕̥͖̲̈́̌͐̎̂̎̒̋̉̚̚͜

He knows the enchantment table language

Pakitsk wrote:

His mouth drops open and his stomach troubles are instantly forgotten. Martis hasn't even noticed the cat-people working the docks; his eyes are trained on the beautiful grey-skinned beasts bearing crates and sacks up and down the pier. They look just like the wind-spirits of legend, only a whole lot... smaller than he imagined.

"What are these magnificent creatures? Surely they come straight from the annals of Galus Wind-Rider!" After much fumbling due to distraction, Martis opens his notebook and begins scribbling the spirits, going swiftly for fear they will disappear as suddenly as their mythical kindred. This accomplished, he strolls down the ramp and onto the dock, where he first takes notice of the nekos. For a moment, disgust appears on his face, replaced a split-second later by a quick glance upward and muttered prayer. Deliberately averting his eyes from the beast-men, Martis steps off of the pier and onto the solid land, looking around for someone he can get directions from.

A few of the grey dragons (War Angels) swing their heads around to look at the overexcited stranger with the stalker-ish tendencies. They seem a bit solid for mythical wind spirits, and a bit . . . thoughtful for beautiful beasts; this isn't an animal's curious stare. There's too much thought in the eyes, too much speculation.

There's one waiting at the bottom of the gangplank by the time Martis gets there. She's about his height at the shoulder and nearly midnight black, with stark white speckles on her wings and face like constellations. Do you need something? You're acting rather strange.

Levantin wrote:

OOC: Idk if u remember much from my first post, but basically Ilaunched a major strike aimed at taking out your communications, airfields, ect.... I think I may have also sent a bomber or two towards a major city.

And yeah I know this isn't my greatest post, but here u go

Levantine Offensive

North Unistan Coast

Levantine Task Force Sword is alerted to the enemy naval movements by radar and satellite imagery. Orders are to engage and destroy the Zanzimibian Fleet. The first shots of the war on sea are heard as the fleet launches a coordinated barrage of anti-radar missiles aimed at either damaging or taking out the enemy navy's flagships. A host of fighters, electronic warfare jets, and attack air craft are launched from carriers with the goal of wiping out the enemy navy from above. They follow the anti-radar missiles and activate jamming measures as they approach the enemy fleet.

Southern and Central Border with Zanzimibia

Silent Levantine attack helicopters slip over the border and head for known areas with high Zanzimibian troop concentrations. They are followed by fast moving teams of light infantry and armor. Their goal is to launch rapid strikes on key enemy positions in the hope of throwing the enemy camp into confusion. As they approach their targets, a sudden artillery barrage opens up on Zanzimibian positions, sending missiles and shells overhead.

Attack aircraft and electronic warfare jets take off from airfields to provide support for the impending clash.

Northern Border

In the North, the main attack on Zanzimibia is carried out. Scores of attack aircraft and EW jets soar into enemy airspace with the goal of pounding hostile ground troops and tank formations with massed airstrikes. Missiles, rockets, and high explosive shells rain down on the enemy like hail.

Then the ground invasion begins. Armored forces escorted by helicopter gunships and air superiority fighters sweep into Zanzimibia across dozens of points along the border. They will move rapidly in an attempt to bypass and overwhelm well defended enemy sectors. Following closely behind are small units of Fedayeen, AFVs and attack helicopters, which will carry out strikes on key positions and mop up any remaining resistance after the invasion is well underway.

OOC: lol exactly why I didn’t wanna go to war I’m pretty sure I blacked out a few times while reading that. I have no clue how to actually rp but here we go.

IC:
The navy which I guess can’t really do anything sends in a much smaller force, sending mostly submarines to barrage the growing waves of Levantin ships. Practically planting mines on known and possibly used routes. An air vehicles that are not authorized are now being shot down by replaced mortars and inner Zanzimibian missiles.

Mainland forces spread further out if they aren’t dead already. Now going into using old civil war tactics, meaning primarily sabotage and Guerrilla warfare tactics. Mines are placed along old campsites.

The Holy Utopian Republic wrote:

He knows the enchantment table language

* Builds the Bismarck out of Iron Blocks *

Dominostra wrote:

So my country is run my a council and each member is as equal as other member and each member has an elite team of bodyguards. Is that too fictional.

My country is run by a dragon. You're fine.

Kampf Empire wrote:

* Builds the Bismarck out of Iron Blocks *

Funny you say that I actually built the Bismarck in Minecraft.

Enough memes for now. I need to write a Nationalistic Speech addressed to the Kampfian People.

Greetings.

Read my dispatches! DO it!

Or not...

-Official message from the bored goose known as Zukchiva

Kampf Empire wrote:

Enough memes for now. I need to write a Nationalistic Speech addressed to the Kampfian People.

Oh yeah. Reminds me of a certain civil war. (RIP my territory that I never got)

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Kurikia wrote:

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Hey wanna join the Levantin gangbang?

The Holy Utopian Republic wrote:

Hey wanna join the Levantin gangbang?

Only if I can seize oil fields

Kurikia wrote:

Only if I can seize oil fields

We can certainly add your nation to the list of people who get free oil lol

The Holy Utopian Republic wrote:

We can certainly add your nation to the list of people who get free oil lol

Haha Katusha time

Pakitsk wrote:

Martis looks around in a frenzy until he sees the dragon looking at him. After a couple seconds of staring, he recovers his composure and points out his clan's crest, emblazoned on his robe's shoulders. "Hail, spirit! I am Martis of clan Avēlsk. I hail from the steppe-city of Võlatsk, in the realm of the Grand Ataman Iàsõtsk Pârkóv, lord of all the steppe and servant of Ademar. I come at his order, to learn of the Brethren and their ways. Know you where I may find a priest of the Brethren?" That this information was to be used in future campaigns of conquest or conversion was totally out of his mind; Martis was thinking only of his orders and of the wind-spirits all around him. His speech lapses into the eloquent but complicated dialect used by the nomads before he quickly remembers a few words of his shipmates' speech. "I search Brethren. See you them?"

He sort of wishes he'd paid more attention to them.

Wait you have a New Flag!

Pakitsk wrote:

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Literally me tbh

Danelaw Scandinavia wrote:

Wait you have a New Flag!

Focus only on the glory of Ademar, my friend. The earthly is but a distraction.

Pakitsk wrote:

Focus only on the glory of Ademar, my friend. The earthly is but a distraction.

And I have.

Heheheheheh