NationStates Jolt Archive

The fascist one-party government of Aerion, under the twenty member self-perpetuating Prelacy has finally allowed what the people have wanted. They have found, and located the Royal Heir of Aerion. Prince Jadien will be crowned King Wasterin VI in the National Cathedral in Astevane, Aerion's capital. Nations have been invited to send delegates to the coronation. Security in Astevane will be five times greater than usual, as the Prelacy, and the Council of Ministers will also attend. The Prelacy has strictly stipulated that the Crown will only be ceremonial in nature, and has refused to reinstate the nobility. Most have reported the fact that the new Royal Guard is an elite regiment of the New Aerion Order Guardians (NAOG), the militant wing of the party, is a way of holding the royalty "hostage" to insure that they in no way may take power. As the previous Royal Palace became the Imperial Palace during the Divine Emperor's reign, and is now the residence of the Prelacy, the King will have to live, and hold court at the remote Agerin Royal Estate which is miles from the capital. Some say this is a way of keeping the King away from the people, so that he will not become too charismatic of a leader.


Official invitation sent by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to nations

King Wasterin VI
cordially invites you to
the Coronation of the King of Aerion
at (X time)
on Sunday
at the National Cathedral of Aerion
Astevane
R.S.V.P to Ministry of Foreign Affairs
White Tie Dress


(X time is default as Nationstates time is different)

The luxurious five star Royal Plaza Hotel was prepared, this palatial luxury hotel is right off of the Central Forum in Astevane that the National Cathedral is located on. Three other four star hotels located around the capital city, and one four star resort outside the city have been set aside as key choices for delegates. Important New Aerion Order provincial officials will also be staying in these hotels, coming to the capital city to attend the coronation. Many of these hotels feature all the amenities one would want, spacious suites, and even personal butler services. The city is already being decorated, as hundreds of artists come in to "beautify" the city for the occasion. Many wander why the Prelacy is allowing all of this, but it seems it is having the desired effect. The people of Aerion are more, and more pleased. Many parties are already occuring in the capital city, and pre-coronation banquets being held. The thousands of homeless have been sent out of the capital city, specifically the Central Forum area as not to leave a bad impression of visiting delegates. The International Astevane Airport has increased security, ready for arriving delegates.

"Astevane International Airport, this is Federal Flight Whiskey Zulu 0023, we're entering your airspace carrying a delegate from New York and New Jersey, requesting permission to land,over."

The small C-21a modified Learjet banked gently in the skies over the nation of Aerion, in the back was a small delegation of people, including President de los Santos. Of course no one knew that, he was actually dressed in a dark grey suit and had on a pair of sunglasses. A very rare occurance as he normally wore a military uniform. As far as anyone knew President Gregory de los Santos was an aid to Ambassador John Shockton Laker, an old warhorse in the Federal Republic, and that is how it would stay unless something came up to change that situation. The two men were sitting in the back going over reports of the country the Ambassador looked slightly worried as he spoke up, "Mr President are you sure you want to go to this? The country is run by facists." Gregory nodded his head slightly and kept quiet...he knew what he was doing. He just didnt enlighten the Ambassador as to his thoughts.

Since the take over by the Divine Emperor, and now the government under the Prelacy the International Airport had been controlled by the National Armed Forces. Aerion Air Force Colonel Dieur Ero came over the comm, "This is Colonel Dieur, of the Aerion Air Force. You are cleared to land on Runway 45. Ground transport, and armed escort will be waiting." At the runway two black limousines, and four army jeeps were waiting. Armed soldiers wearing black uniforms stood around. These were officers of the New Aerion Order Guardians, the militant wing of the party, rather than the normal military. There were quiet a few armored vehicles, and several tanks on the edges of the airport.

The C-21a Learjet lowered its gear and touched down on the runway and rolled slowly down the runway until it came to a complete stop several dozen yards away from both of the limos. Although they would only need one. The door of the jet was openned up and the ladder lowered as Gregory stepped down and moved a hand back inside to help Ambassador Laker down from the aircraft. The two moved over toward one of the limos Gregory gazed around from side to side slowly, this would be the first time he got out of NYNJ in such a long time. It was definately an odd thing to him to be out of the country. Especially in a country which he had no diplomatic contact with, for all he knew this could be a hostile visit, but that was unlikely to be the case.

Climbing into the limo Gregory and John sat opposite of each other and made sure to raise the partition between themselves and the limo driver. Of course neither of them said anything of real importance for fear that the back had been bugged. They like most other people in NYNJ were paraniod about sercurity outside of other nations, hell they were paraniod even inside their own nation, at least when it came to foreign dignitaries. It was just a long history of incidents and events but such was the case, they said nothing that could be considered of great importance. Only small talk.

The limousine pulled out of the airport, escorted by a military jeep in the front, and a military jeep in the back. It had passed the two tanks at the airport entrance, and pulled out into the streets of the city. The streets around the airport were very dark, devoid of life, and almost eery. There were black banners all along the streets, with the white circle, symbol of the New Aerion Order waving in the breeze. Military barriers could be seen every few streets or so, with armed soldiers. At one barrier, the entourage was stopped. Through the limousine windows, on a side street, two black uniformed soldiers were struggling with two men, and a young girl. The regular army soldiers at the barrier were attempting to hide this, though it was not working. Suddenly, shots, and a scream could be heard as the two soldiers shot the citizens in cold blood. Their bodies fell to the ground, motionless. The limousine was allowed through, moving a bit faster now, winding its way through the crazy winding streets of the gigantic city. At some points, there appeared to be slight light that could be seen behind shuttered windows, though that was the only sign of life. It seemed there must be a curfew in effect in this sector of the city, with only soldiers out. The limousine passed an old church, that appeared to have been burnt down, with graffiti all over it. There was a large banner, illuminated by a floodlight, that said, "Only the Divine Emperor is Divine." Despite the change in government, after the Divine Emperor disappeared, the Prelacy was still using him as propaganda since he founded the New Aerion Order. Overall, the area the limousine was passing through presently was cold, dark, and lonely.

((Any new nations feel free to join in, about arriving, etc.)

"Astevane International Airport,come in this is federal goverment flight 0266 Ambassidor Charles Deveau on board requesting permission to bring er in,Over".

The Small modifyied Concorde reduced speed and drifted through the air, in the rear sat the ambassidor,his assistant and 6 Federal officers in black suits with earpeices. Infact the Ambassidor's assistant was the King of New Britian comming to congradulate and bear gifts to the new king of this great republic. The Co-Pilot looked back,"your highness we have been granted bringing us down please buckle your seatbelts".

On the ground the Agents got out of the plane first waving to the limo and surcurity to show a sign of peace,then the Ambassidor and the King appeared behind them. No one knew of the Kings absence because his double was giving a speech tonight on national television so he was in the clear from any harm that could possibly come upon him.

Gregory pointed out the shooting in the street to the Ambassador who only tilted his head down and shook his head from side to side abit as the limo kept rolling on. Gregory sighed slightly and sat back in the limo now. He couldnt bare to look out onto the street anymore. The country already depressed him, he realized now why his nation was a Military Democracy, not only to give the people hope, but to ensure that dictators did not rise to power,through the use of brute force. In a sense Gregory was a dictator, but he didnt act like it in any sense. Ambassador Laker spoke up now as the silence was deafing.

"You know I've seen worse Gregory..."The Ambassador tried to console the President who had seen enough death in war to even be really phased by it in the typical sense. There wasnt even a response to the statement Gregory just rolled his head to the side and looked away. He finally took off his sunglasses and put them in the inner pocket of his suit jacket. Replacing them was a pair of gold framed reading glasses. Clearing his throat abit he looked over toward John and just shook his head once more finally saying, "We're here to expand our horizons on the world...after that I realized why we've stayed closed off for so many years. I hope, I pray we arent the only nation to attend."

Ambassador Laker nodded his head slightly feeling the exact same way.

ooc: Sorry I had to go away for awhile, was sick. We can either continue this, or I can go on and post the coronation event thread to finish this off.

OOC:Go ahead and finish it off