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The Imperial Republic has announced its intentions to form an alliance with The Confederacy of Estovania. This is expected to dramatically increase tensions between the Appalacians and Estovania's long-time enemy Estovakia. Many are worried that the outcome of this newly formed alliance will ultimately lead to war.

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Imperial Square, Appalacia City,
The Imperial Republic of the Appalacians
12 January 2007
1300 Hours Local Time

The biting cold tore at President Heinrich Zimmerman as he stepped up to the podium in front of a roaring crowd. He held up one hand and silence was immediate from the people. "Today," he began, "is a great day in history, one which you will all remember. Today our great Imperial Republic takes center stage. With our alliance to the illustrious nation of Estovania, we will become the most powerful nation on this continent! Nothing, not even the military might of Estovakia, will stop us from propelling ourselves into greatness!" The crowd erupted into thunderous applause after the speech of their adored leader. Events were unfolding just as he had planned.

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Drucker Air Base,
The Imperial Republic of the Appalacians
2200 Local Time
12 January 2007

Brigadier General Johann Schmidt surveyed the airfield outside of his stark office. The swiling white snow dropped visibility to under 20 feet, He couldn't even see the lumbering C-130 cargo planes on the tarmac. He turned back to the orders on his desk. So, they finally tell us the jump off date, it's about time!, he thought to himself. 31 January 2007. . .

bump.

OOC: I posted a message, then a weird message popped up saying that the post will be viewed by moderator? My originial message won't show for some reason when posting with Estovania.

Tatabánya, Estovania (+7 hours Appalacia City Local Time)

On massive screens in front of the Estovania War Memorial of Victory Square, a large obelisk surrounded by a few meters of park space, projectors projected President Heinrich Zimmerman's speech live as he spoke to his nation. Subtitles translated the speech from Appalacian to Estovanian.

Thousands of Estovanian spectators watched in a collective mass as the Appalacian President's speech finished. The crowd cheered, then suddenly grew silent as President Zcarak stood up and walked up behind the large podium underneath the Estovania War Memorial.

"Friends," he began "and fellow countrymen, proud and mighty Estovanians, we enter a new age. Light shall cast its brilliance amongst the other nations of the world, becoming a beacon of honor and integrity".

Behind the president, caricatures of Estovakian Black Guard flashed on the screens.

"No longer will fascism threaten our societies, no longer will freedom be crushed under the heels of tyranny-"

There was a slight pause.

"-no longer will defenseless nations be pillaged by monsters of the dark."

"There is hope." The screens switched to a radiant Estovania, light rays exuding from it as if they were rays from the sun. The sheer brightness flooded the square with light revealing perhaps hundreds of thousands of Estovanians of all ages braving the frigid cold of night, their collective breaths joining together to create a large cloud of vapor in the wintertime air.

"Nations see the truth. Nations see the future. The future is here, the future is now. One brave nation, The Appalacians, seeks justice, seeks a better world, just like us. Like brave crusaders, we ride alone against an onslaught of bandits and criminals, madman and dictators. With the Appalacians by our side, victory is inevitable!"

A collective roar boomed from the crowd. Thousands of tiny, Estovanian flags waved in the air and banners jumped up from members of the crowd. Estovanian soldiers and sailors appeared on the President's platform in resplendant glory. Fireworks shot out into the sky, as the Estovanian people watched, their faces awash in the reds, yellows, whites, and greens of the fireworks. The colors danced off the polished metals of the soldiers' AKs, AKs that would see combat in the future. For the moment, like their users, they were safe in the embraces of peacetime.

For the moment.

Tatabánya, Estovania (+7 hours Appalacia City Local Time)

On massive screens in front of the Estovania War Memorial of Victory Square, a large obelisk surrounded by a few meters of park space, projectors projected President Heinrich Zimmerman's speech live as he spoke to his nation. Subtitles translated the speech from Appalacian to Estovanian.

Thousands of Estovanian spectators watched in a collective mass as the Appalacian President's speech finished. The crowd cheered, then suddenly grew silent as President Zcarak stood up and walked up behind the large podium underneath the Estovania War Memorial.

"Friends," he began "and fellow countrymen, proud and mighty Estovanians, we enter a new age. Light shall cast its brilliance amongst the other nations of the world, becoming a beacon of honor and integrity".

Behind the president, caricatures of Estovakian Black Guard flashed on the screens.

"No longer will fascism threaten our societies, no longer will freedom be crushed under the heels of tyranny-"

There was a slight pause.

"-no longer will defenseless nations be pillaged by monsters of the dark."

"There is hope." The screens switched to a radiant Estovania, light rays exuding from it as if they were rays from the sun. The sheer brightness flooded the square with light revealing perhaps hundreds of thousands of Estovanians of all ages braving the frigid cold of night, their collective breaths joining together to create a large cloud of vapor in the wintertime air.

"Nations see the truth. Nations see the future. The future is here, the future is now. One brave nation, The Appalacians, seeks justice, seeks a better world, just like us. Like brave crusaders, we ride alone against an onslaught of bandits and criminals, madman and dictators. With the Appalacians by our side, victory is inevitable!"

A collective roar boomed from the crowd. Thousands of tiny, Estovanian flags waved in the air and banners jumped up from members of the crowd. Estovanian soldiers and sailors appeared on the President's platform in resplendant glory. Fireworks shot out into the sky, as the Estovanian people watched, their faces awash in the reds, yellows, whites, and greens of the fireworks. The colors danced off the polished metals of the soldiers' AKs, AKs that would see combat in the future. For the moment, like their users, they were safe in the embraces of peacetime.

For the moment.

OOC: I circumvented the stupid message by posting one word, and then deleting the word and posting the speech instead.

OOC: Should we set up factbooks for this?

OOC: Factbook's up: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=12243823#post12243823 (Imperial Republic of the Appalacians Factbook)