Daylam
15-07-2004, 08:45
The streets of the cities of the island of Mindanao had suddenly gone very, very anarchic, at roughly the same time as the sprawling Daylami Empire, far away to the west, had experienced the final loss of Xinjiang. Rumor had it that the Moro National Liberation had been split between two factions of Muslim forces, and the war had raged on in the shadows. Conspiracy theorists shouted that fleeing elements of the mass anarchy in Daylam were attempting to re-establish their empire, but of course, that was just an old wives tale.
Nevertheless, Moro after Moro was found dead in the streets, until, one night, the fighting ceased. Everyone besides the government, who maintained silence because of their inability to stop it, knew that one side had gained victory. The wacko fringe groups feared the worst.
Their fears were justified. The MNL came forward with an announcement: The plans for a final Muslim state on Mindinao were to be implemented immediately. A few governmental leaders had murmured their disapproval, only to meet with swift and efficient assasination a few weeks later.
RPG-7s, AK-47s, even mortars and armored vehicles, these were not usually available in mass to the MNL. Apparently their had been a large influx of arms from somewhere, because hundreds of civilian casualties had been lost in whatever power struggle had gone on behind closed doors.
The day approached for the final secession of Mindanao from the Phillipines.
Stepping forth from the shadows, one Juan de Zaragozsa had emerged as the new 'Lord' of the Moors. Calling himself a mahdi, (one guided by God), Lord Zaragozsa was known for his militaristic tendencies, iron-fisted tendencies, and a certain troubling leaning towards communistic ideals. Nevertheless, the Filipino 'army' under his command made all slightly nervous and the government was more than eager to allow the promised independant state.
Cagayan de Oro, military capital of the newly proclaimed Filipino Islamic Republic of Mindanao.
"Muslims! Muhijadeen! Today we begin the Great Struggle! Long have we fought for our freedoms from the Satanic forces arrayed against us. Now, we will make our nation great! For Islam! For Mindanao! For the Phillipines!!"
A rousing yell from the crowd made Zaragosza exceedingly happy.
Then, in long, perfectly winding lines, with assault rifles in hand, came the Filipino People's Defense Forces. FPDF Legions IV, XI, and III, clad in ceremonial red uniform, tiraded the city all day, to the excitied, supportive cries of civilians looking our their windows.
Lord Zaragozsa announced that the new state of Mindanao would be accepting diplomatic envoys and ambassadors to further relations with the new state.
Of course, none in the former MNL would object when Zaragozsa nationalized just about everything, for all who would were cold and rotting in their graves (if by graves, you mean ghetto streets, that is), or when he praised the virtues of the former Daylami empire and suggested changing Mindanao's name to Daylam as a sign of immense respect for the mighty realm.
Today was a good day for a resurrection.
Nevertheless, Moro after Moro was found dead in the streets, until, one night, the fighting ceased. Everyone besides the government, who maintained silence because of their inability to stop it, knew that one side had gained victory. The wacko fringe groups feared the worst.
Their fears were justified. The MNL came forward with an announcement: The plans for a final Muslim state on Mindinao were to be implemented immediately. A few governmental leaders had murmured their disapproval, only to meet with swift and efficient assasination a few weeks later.
RPG-7s, AK-47s, even mortars and armored vehicles, these were not usually available in mass to the MNL. Apparently their had been a large influx of arms from somewhere, because hundreds of civilian casualties had been lost in whatever power struggle had gone on behind closed doors.
The day approached for the final secession of Mindanao from the Phillipines.
Stepping forth from the shadows, one Juan de Zaragozsa had emerged as the new 'Lord' of the Moors. Calling himself a mahdi, (one guided by God), Lord Zaragozsa was known for his militaristic tendencies, iron-fisted tendencies, and a certain troubling leaning towards communistic ideals. Nevertheless, the Filipino 'army' under his command made all slightly nervous and the government was more than eager to allow the promised independant state.
Cagayan de Oro, military capital of the newly proclaimed Filipino Islamic Republic of Mindanao.
"Muslims! Muhijadeen! Today we begin the Great Struggle! Long have we fought for our freedoms from the Satanic forces arrayed against us. Now, we will make our nation great! For Islam! For Mindanao! For the Phillipines!!"
A rousing yell from the crowd made Zaragosza exceedingly happy.
Then, in long, perfectly winding lines, with assault rifles in hand, came the Filipino People's Defense Forces. FPDF Legions IV, XI, and III, clad in ceremonial red uniform, tiraded the city all day, to the excitied, supportive cries of civilians looking our their windows.
Lord Zaragozsa announced that the new state of Mindanao would be accepting diplomatic envoys and ambassadors to further relations with the new state.
Of course, none in the former MNL would object when Zaragozsa nationalized just about everything, for all who would were cold and rotting in their graves (if by graves, you mean ghetto streets, that is), or when he praised the virtues of the former Daylami empire and suggested changing Mindanao's name to Daylam as a sign of immense respect for the mighty realm.
Today was a good day for a resurrection.