NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC:If you participate,just send your nationsal leader.


IC:

Greetings,nations of the world.On behalf of our Lord Admiral,we wish to invite all who wish to attend to a diplomatic banquet hosted in the Traileric capital city of Muan Tai.Many things shall be discussed,and the best food we have to offer shall be served.Communicate your will to attend before setting off,lest we shoot down your transports on accident.You will be permitted to bring a small escort.If you are third-world and have little to escort with,we shall be happy to provide one.Set aside your differences and feuds,be civil and meet under one roof.All shall prosper.

OOC:If you have any questions before attending,simply ask.

Princess Liane looked at the Communicae thoughtfully. Since the prince was away on other duities, she was techniclly in charge of the country.

"Very well. I'll attend this.......banquet. Give trailers a call, tell them im coming."

"Yes, Your Highness. What about your escort?"

"What? Oh. Bah. I hate escorts, dont you? I think i can take care of myself." She patted her Saber at her hip. "Nevertheless.....I think 4 royal gaurds will do. Well, looks like i have some packing to do!"

Laine never did like royalty very much. She decided to wear just a simple tunic and a red overcoat. Soon a royal transport was bearing down on the Traileric capital city of Muan Tai.

Julius I, the Doge of The Most Serene Republic of Sidar Jabari was reading the telegram written by the Traileric Government.
He called Enzo Grimald, his Great Legate (Minister of Foreign Affairs).
"Good morning, Enzo."
"Good morning, Your Highness."
"Well, I would like to take part in the Traileric diplomatic banquet. It would be useful to make Sidar Jabari a strong diplomatic power, don't you think?"
"Of course, do you want me to get everything set up?"
"Yes, thanks, we will leave tomorrow morning. I shall be escorted by only 5 Republican Guards (OOC: elite troops)."
"That will be done."

(OOC) Can we send a representative rather than the actual leader?

Lance just finished reading over the message thoroughly before looking to his aid, Martin.

"Martin, I want you to call trailors and inform them that we too will be joining this banquet. I will take you with me for professional curtousy." Lance stated

"Very well, Governor."

Martin hurried off to send the reply as Lance returned to other bills that called for his attention.

Julius I called Enzo Grimald again.
"Oh, I forgot that I had to do the "General Round" and inspect and visit all the isles of Sidar Jabari. Can you wire a telegram to Trailers and ask them if they mind that you attend the meeting on my behalf ?"
"No problem, Your Highness."

OOC:Sure,you don't have to send your leader,that was simply a suggestion.

IC:

Communication:

Attention Raveian transport,please change heading to 0-66-323,and enable your dock con.

{Comm officer aboard Corona Shipyards}

"We have three countries that wish to attend the peace conference,m'Lord.One has already arrived in Muan Tai."

Very good.Order Hangar to prep me a ship and transport.

"Aye,sir."

"Yes?"
"Can you attend Leader Kata'Re?"
"Um.......perhaps."
"What shall I say?"'
"I don't know, why have you called me anyway?"
"Leader Kata'Re, someone must go, but who?"
"Your acting its like the end of the world, plus you haven't even seen the end as I have. Anyway, whatever, I suppose I could go."
"Excellent! I won-..I mean this is good!"
"Excellent Indeed! You will now go!"
"B-but...."
"Shouldn't of opened your big mouth son, get going before something else comes up."

{Same comm guy}

"Nodea Rudav plans to attend."

Mock-space-battle Nodea Rudav?

"Aye."

Very good.

The Lord Admiral decended to the Hangar level #34 on which he boarded an elite Obsidian.This launched and headed for Muan Tai with a small escort of four fighters.One would notice that the Obsidians weapons were "frozen" or inactive,as were the fighters,this was all for show.

One would notce that at bearing 0-66-323 there was a large building with multiple landing platforms positioned around it.A color guard with the Lord Admirals flag and Traileric flag,as well as the flag of the collective nations attending insofar.Anyway,Behind the building there was a large hollowed out point(looking something like a half-pipe).The Obsidian fired retro cylinders and landed,fighters splitting off to go to seperate platforms far away.

"Comrade Premier?" Valkov gave Alexey an inquiring look, as the Premier was packing his stuff into his briefcase himself.

"Valkov, if I let aides do my work all the time, I won't set an example for my people." Alexey replied, without hesitating to look at him. "The country still needs to be industrious, or our future will stagnate."

"No Premier," Valkov pointed to a pair of P-96 ( GSh-18 ) pistols, barely noticeable inside Alexey's trench coat due to it's modern design. "I meant that."

Alexey showed a badge. Russian Ops: Special Forces Training. "They offered training on the internet a while back, for a price. This is the reason why I never hire bodyguards, because I am my own."

"Amazing." Valkov said, as inquiry turned into awe.

Alexey closed his briefcase, and made his way to the door. "Enough about that, I have a banquet to attend to. Valkov, call the PAS, tell them to prepare number 1 for flight while I wire a communication to the Traileric diplomats."

"Dah, comrade Premier."

Enzo Grimald looked trough the plane's window. He could see the Traileric capital city of Muan Tai. He would arrive there in 5 minutes. As the Great Legate of Sidar Jabari, Enzo Grimald wanted to make his nation become a great diplomatic nation, in order to play a main role on the international stage. Yes, Sidar Jabari had a great diplomacy, but it had to become stronger...
Enzo Grimald leafed trough his documents and arranged his dress.

"I shall attend this, what to call it, banquet," Emporer John told his aides. "Get the jet ready."
"but what about school sir? You've missed enough what with the advisor affair and all."
"I shall have to miss some. Now come on lets get moving. We may be late!"

Aeril Yttra, President-for-Life of Masarea, reads the invitation with interest. He gestures toward an advisor. “Tell me, what do we know of this nation?”

“Well, sire,” the man begins, proceeding to list off random facts about the status of Trailer’s economy, its government, culture, and other various things that had no bearing on the matter at hand.

“That’s all well and good,” Aeril interrupts, “but can we trust them?”

“I believe so, sir. The offer appears genuine.” The advisor replies.

“Excellent! I will accept this invitation, then. Ready my transport, and alert the Traileric government that we will be attending. Make it cordial; thank them for their hospitality.”

Aeril Yttra stands up from his desk and makes as though to exit the room. At the door, his hand resting on the handle, he mentions “Oh, and... if this IS a trap, it’s your life.” He leaves the room.

The advisor, looking pale and shaky, nearly sprints out the door, mentally preparing what needs to be done for the dictator of Masarea to make a political visit to another nation.

We, the sovereign government of Masarea, thank Trailers for its hospitality. We report that our leader, Aeril Yttra, is pleased to accept the invitation. A token escort of ten men will accompany him, along with Solarn Detr, Advisor of Foreign Affairs. We look forward to good relations between our nations.

"We have Zvarinograd planning to attend,and the Jabari shuttle is en route."

Direct them to this building.Add some more flags.

"Aye.Austian leader wishes to attend.They shall arrive soon."

Very good.Anyone else?


"Masarea,your Lordship."

Never heard of them.Ahh well..direct them all to us.

Leningrad

"Gyorgi, the Minister of Diplomacy and Foreign Relations recieved a message from Trailers and has requested that you attend." Gyorgi, a sub minister of Diplomacy and Foreign affairs nodded. "When do I leave?" "The Minister said ASAP." Gyorgi sighed and strapped on his pistols. "Have the guards meet me at the helicopter." The messenger nodded.

20 minutes later

Gyorgi climbed onto the helicopter along with 4 guards of the *HDG Service. They broadcast a message out in front of them.

[code:1:5cb6b74aad]
Greetings from Hattia, we are interested in attending your conference and have sent Sub Minister of D&FR Gyorgi Goderenko. He should be arriving within the day.
[/code:1:5cb6b74aad]

"Hattian Minister to attend."

Send him the coordinates.Order border patrols to let them past.You know the drill.

"Aye."

[code:1:210d8fbfe0]To the Lord Admiral of Traileric on behalf of Her Serenity Mairead, Queen of the Papaya People:
The Most Serene Republic of the Papaya People would be honored to accept your invitation. Taoiseach Saoirse MacSiurtan is scheduled to arrive in Muan Tai at 09:00 today.

Her Serenity sends her compliments; she deeply regrets her inability due to illness to accompany the Taoiseach.[/code:1:210d8fbfe0]

The jet set off.
[code:1:eb88fe9b36]
To Trailers.
His majisty emporer John of Aust. Wishes to attend your banquet.
[/code:1:eb88fe9b36]

A representative from the PRKS would like to attend

Communication:

Attention Raveian transport,please change heading to 0-66-323,and enable your dock con.

"Copy that, enabling dock con now." The piolit of the royal transport made the correct ajustments and slid into the dock. Laine rambled out, eagerly looking around with a quartet of royal gaurds right behind her. She always did love traveling.

Laine looked around at the assembled trailers officials surrounding her.

"To the ball!" she exclaimed, walking in the opposite direction of everyone else. "Oops! ill just follow you people then." She skipped happily behind as they progressed slowly away from the docks. She hoped that she would enjoy herslf here.

On behalf of the Nation of Klatch and the Province of Dyelli Beybi, we wish to send one of ourleading diplomats, Political Officer 1st Class, Commisaar Henry McDougal to attend this prestigious gathering. We are of course able to supply our own escort.

[code:1:f62ac1e7f5]To: The Imperialistic Empire of Trailers
From: The United Communist States of Zvarinograd

Comrade Premier, Alexey Zvarinsky, requests admittance to the ball. We would like to express our intentions of establishing better relations between both of our countries, and to further the cause of peace between the communists/socialists and the rest of the international community.[/code:1:f62ac1e7f5]

"More to attend,m'Lord.Raveian delegate has arrived."

Show her in,and welcome whoever else is coming.

The Lord Admiral then decended the platform to enter a maglev elevator,which lowered to the main hangar to recieve the first of the arrivals.

OOC:Sorry about the sudden lag in posting.Gone for a week.

The Jabarian helicopter landed off. Enzo Grimald waited aboard: an official may welcome him.

"The Jabarian delegate has arrived,m'Lord",said a low ranking official,more of a figurehead than a seat in Traileric Parliament.

Ahh,very good.

Bump.

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