NationStates Jolt Archive

It was night-time, and the moon was hidden. Outside the large cargo carrier, everything was completly pitch black. The two pilots, had been specifically trained for such flying operations.

On the outside of the plane, it had been coated in a black colouring. No lights had been turned on, and to anyone who MAY be able to see it to the naked eye, the aircraft would perhaps only look like a break in the clouds, if the clouds were visible through the darkness.

Flying soley by instrements, the Pilots turned off the engine as they glided the aircraft towards a small uninhabited strip of land. Hoping that the calculations had been correct, both pilots had their hands on the wheel in case they were fired upon, and one of them were shot.

As the plane glided and landed to a halt, the initial stage of the operation was completed successfully, hopefully silently....

Interesting post Austar Union. I would be interested in the outcome of such a mission.

What are you trying to achieve?

You will all see as the RP is continued on by Holy Panooly ;)

Hello? Is that AU?

Ex president Jack Shallahan was waiting in the jungle and heard the plane landing on the small strip.

We have to hurry Mr President, they're coming for us!

Come on then, hurry! There's no time to loose

Alright...

Hello AU is that you?

The men were waiting for the response...

A team of soldiers got out the back of the plane, and scrambled over to the embankement. Below, was the area where Shallahan was expected to be hiding. Taking out a small torchlight, he flashed it three times quickly as a signal to announce that the plane was Austarian.

Thank god you have arrived in time! Those maniacs are behind us for miles! We have to get our of here fast

The president and a few of his collegues ran to the airplane..

Opening the back of the aircraft, the soldiers followed, looking out into the darkness, "Will this be all our passengers?"

Already, the Pilots had turned on the engines, and a large roar filled the air.

Yes these people are the only ones manages to flee from Panooly City before the whole shit started... I'm so glad we made it but I'm also very sad, our once beautiful nation is being overrun by racist lunatics. We have to stop them at all costs! I'm sure a few generals and soldiers aren't as brainwashed as the secret police or the SF (Storm Force, can be compared with the SS)

Without acknowledging the answer, the soldiers closed the back door and yelled out to the Pilots up front, "All Clear!"

Immediatly, the plane began to rumble as it crossed the terrain, readying to takeoff. Inside, the soldiers were buckling themselves to the plane, showing the HP men how to do it...

Where are we going soldier? The president was nervous and happy at the same time. He knew nothing about what was going to happen.

The soldier only looked ahead, ignoring the President. He had a personal distaste for him, but nevertheless, he had been given a job.

Suddenly, as the plane rocked, a high lifting feeling could was sensed, and the soldier held onto his belt.

Up in the cabin, the Pilots breathed a sigh of relief. So far, they had been safe, now all they needed to do was to get to a suitable altitude, fast...

Meanwhile in Panooly City the current president was being notified of the recent happenings

Someone helped them. I'm sure of it.

I agree Mr President but who would save a president who openly supported terrorism or harassing important people from AU, Midlonia... The list goes on and on.

Ay too bad we weren't able to arrest him before he fled our capital. Ah well, It's probably Huzen Hagen who rescued him. They still owe him a favor.

Hmmm... You're right but we can't be bothered with such a small setback.

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Twelve Hours Later...

It was morning by the time the plane landed at Vixen Military Base in the Austar Union. This time, it was a relativly smooth landing. Pulling to a halt, the pilots jumped out of the plane and began to walk back to the mission control center. Tiredly, they limped away from the Plane which was neatly parked in a bay.

In the meantime, the soldiers opened the back of the plane, and allowed the President outside for a breath of fresh Austarian air. His friends were also allowed out.

For the first time in hours, one of the soldiers spoke up, "Here, I want you to wait right here....move..."

What are they going to do with us?

No idea.

They moved outside the airplane

The soldiers all surrounded the President and his men. One of them spoke up laughing, "Ha! So this is the famous President of Holy Panooly ey?"

He kicked some dirt onto the President

"Cut it out Brendon," spoke up another, "Im sorry Mr. President, please follow us to the main compund. You will be given 12 hours rest, then interrorgation will begin."

Immediatly, the soldiers began to escort the Ex-Holy Panooly President to the main compund, into a locked room containing only a bunk of beds.

Don't worry Mr President, they're still a bit pissed. No one can blame you about the recent happenings.

Let's hope so. Those AU people are still pretty pissed at me

Well I'm glad I'm here. If the SF would find me they would torture me to death.

Twelve Hours Later...

It was midday in the Austar Union, and the cell which the Panooly President was being held was in darkness. The lights had been turned off previously, to help him get to sleep.

Suddenly, at the bottom of the door entering the cell, a small hatch opened, revealing a small square of light. A hand appeared through the hatch, and a tray was passed through. The lights all then came on, revealing it was a tray of food. On the tray, was a folded note.

What the... I want breakfast in bed.

Wha? Oh yeah we've escaped HP...

Good morning Sir. Here's something to eat

Thanks... Hmmm AU sugar bread I love that.

Hey a note

What does it say?

OOC: what does it say or do I have to make it up?

As the Panooly President opened the note, a small inexpensive ring fell to the ground, and hit the concrete floor. On the note, it read,

Dear Mr. Shallahan,

I must apoligise for the actions of one of my soldiers this morning outside the aircraft. We do encourage our troops to show a lack of personal interest, however we cannot remove their free will. Please accept this ring as a token of my apoligy for the incident. I do look forward to working with yourself and your men.

Yours Truly,

Leuitenant Commander Sherben

As the Panooly President began to eat, he spat in disgust as he realised the food tasted old, and was cold.

A few minutes later, the PA System was activated, and a female voice came over the speaker in the roof, "Attention Cell 7A, please assemble at the back of the cell. Lay down on your stomach, and hold both hands out extended on the ground as shown in the picture on the back of the door."

Bah I don't want this shit can someone call the cook?

Ehm... We're guests here Mr President. They took the time to save us so show them a little gratitude and eat it

When they heard the voice they followed the orders.

As the President and his men move to the back of the cell, the door clicks open, and several men walk in, holding electric prodders. Pointing at the men at the back of the cell, they barked out their orders, "Stand to your feet, and follow us. Do not attempt to resist us."

With that, the men await the President to stand. When he does, the leave the cell and wait in the hall outside.

The president stood up followed the men to the hall.

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As the guards waited in the hallway, a buzzing noise could be heard down the hallway. As it rounded the corner, it had become apparent that it was a transportation device, highly similar to a gold buggy. One of the Austarian guards leaned forward, blindfolding the men, including the President, "Sorry, standard procedure..."

After the Panooly men were blindfolded securely, they were transported for several minutes, to interrogation rooms, one interrorgation room each. In the President's interrogation room sat a table, and two stiff wooden chairs. The room was dimly lit. The President was led inside, and unblindfolded. The guards left the room, and locked and closed the door behind them. Now the room was empty, and only the Panooly President stood inside, well, him and the musty smell of mothballs.

The president sat down and was waiting for the interrogator to arrive.

The President is waiting for several minutes before the door finally opens. Three people walk into the musty room, two men, one woman. Under their arms, they carry large briefcases, assumingly with documents inside.

As the two men sit down on the opposite side of the table, the woman closes and locks the door. One of the men pull out a cigarette, and lights it in front of the Panooly President. Taking a long draw of the fag, he blows the smoke into the the President's face.

Speaking up as the woman sat down, the other man explained to Shallahan the current situation, "Im sure you understand whats happening here. You have been an enemy of the Republic previously, and now we're going to save your ass. Of course, we need some information first."

His friend takes a drag of the cigarette, blowing the smoke across the table, "You had better understand sir, that this underground facility where you are being held is completly secret. It is not known to even the Austarian people, and so you have voided all rights to your life. Nobody knows your even here, so theres no point in defying us...half the world wants you dead, and to be honest, we wouldnt mind the idea ourselves. So your going to give us some help. The longer you help us, the longer you live. Fair deal?"

The President is waiting for several minutes before the door finally opens. Three people walk into the musty room, two men, one woman. Under their arms, they carry large briefcases, assumingly with documents inside.

As the two men sit down on the opposite side of the table, the woman closes and locks the door. One of the men pull out a cigarette, and lights it in front of the Panooly President. Taking a long draw of the fag, he blows the smoke into the the President's face.

Speaking up as the woman sat down, the other man explained to Shallahan the current situation, "Im sure you understand whats happening here. You have been an enemy of the Republic previously, and now we're going to save your ass. Of course, we need some information first."

His friend takes a drag of the cigarette, blowing the smoke across the table, "You had better understand sir, that this underground facility where you are being held is completly secret. It is not known to even the Austarian people, and so you have voided all rights to your life. Nobody knows your even here, so theres no point in defying us...half the world wants you dead, and to be honest, we wouldnt mind the idea ourselves. So your going to give us some help. The longer you help us, the longer you live. Fair deal?"