NationStates Jolt Archive

Representatives from many nations would soon arrive at the ISEC base, in Heleticuz. The Labratory had been finished earlier that week, and Survo was preparing its sky show. All was going according to plan, all they needed was the Launch to go off without a hitch, and the night would be perfect.

President Nicholas Crescent of Siesatia sat at one of the tables, dressed in the Crimson red colours that his family was famous for, awaiting the guests.

"I think this is the place," said the Avatar of Prime Minister Wyatt Malevlok - "I will be another 4 months out of Phobos Mars." And the Avatar evaporated again.

There was wide spread conjecture and talk in the forum of how they could be 4 months out and yet still be able to respond without the lag of lightspeed communications concidering the distance to Mars.

It was simple an AI represents the Phobos City Prime Minister and is in constant communication with its counter parts one of which is always at Wyatt's side - but at times is able to state with reasonable certainty what the prime minister would say in his abscence. Present IF members aware of this didnt care to explain it the crowd would eventually figure it out or it would remain a mystery - there were more important things of concern to the guest. Like the air & space show.

I suppose I can afford to be away from home for a year or so for a tour of Orbital Colonies including a late visit to the new ISEC Labs.

Representatives from many nations would soon arrive at the ISEC base, in Heleticuz. The Labratory had been finished earlier that week, and Survo was preparing its sky show. All was going according to plan, all they needed was the Launch to go off without a hitch, and the night would be perfect.

President Nicholas Crescent of Siesatia sat at one of the tables, dressed in the Crimson red colours that his family was famous for, awaiting the guests.

On an Alpha Class Exploration Cruiser, the Botani Bay, Sun Xian's personal yaught prepares for departure from the cruiser and the short 30 km trip to dock with the ISEC station.

This is President Sun Xian of Greater Beijing - we are ready to recieve your docking protocals and request permission to land.

The President made a gesture with his hand - and his ship launched from the Cruiser and began its way towards the ISEC Orbital Station.

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Oh the air show is going to be a surface or planetside affair huh? I will except aerospace transportation from the ISEC Station in orbit above Heleticuz, if that is possible, if not please so state if you were not prepared - we have our own transports.

Representatives from many nations would soon arrive at the ISEC base, in Heleticuz. The Labratory had been finished earlier that week, and Survo was preparing its sky show. All was going according to plan, all they needed was the Launch to go off without a hitch, and the night would be perfect.

President Nicholas Crescent of Siesatia sat at one of the tables, dressed in the Crimson red colours that his family was famous for, awaiting the guests.

Howdy - permission to enter Heleticuz airspace? :eek:

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Howdy - permission to enter Heleticuz airspace? :eek:
THis is Siesatian ground operations centre, clearence granted to land on airstrip 4.

On an Alpha Class Exploration Cruiser, the Botani Bay, Sun Xian's personal yaught prepares for departure from the cruiser and the short 30 km trip to dock with the ISEC station.

This is President Sun Xian of Greater Beijing - we are ready to recieve your docking protocals and request permission to land.

The President made a gesture with his hand - and his ship launched from the Cruiser and began its way towards the ISEC Orbital Station.

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Oh the air show is going to be a surface or planetside affair huh? I will except aerospace transportation from the ISEC Station in orbit above Heleticuz, if that is possible, if not please so state if you were not prepared - we have our own transports.

Greater Beijing, docking cleared to hatches 1- 4, transports are docked at clamp 12, and are ready to take you down there, the airshow will be seen from the ground, including a mock dogfight.

oh yeah - party time - see you guys on the ground :D

It is acceptable - the president coolly says while making another gesture before leaving the bridge of his ship.

The Avatar of Wyatt Malevlok follows President Kang Xi off the bridge - with an AI tailing behind the President, no doubt hosting the Avatar projector.

[OOC]: It should be noted that i've been using transports capable of both space and atmospheric use for quite some time for tourist purposes, so we always have transport ready for y'all.

IC: A single grey craft descended from the heavens, shaped like a tube, 30 metres long, with no apparent openings nor engines.

The craft hovered to the ground, the area below it being blasted with a force much like what a helicopters rotors would do to the ground.

Finally, the craft unceremoniously dumped itself over 3 helipads, the pilot apparently trying to make sure to take up as much space as possible.

As the craft somehow managed not to start simply rolling over, a door appeared in the previously seamless side of the craft and slowly floated outwards, before pausing for a few seconds, and falling to the ground with a metallic clang.

A pair of what appeared to be people dressed in space suits, covered in knobs, dials, and flashing lights, jumped from the newly created door, and proceeded to shout in an unearthly, booming voice.

"We are the invaders from outer space! Take us to your leader! Klaatu Verada Nikito! We n-"

The two people got no further, as a notepad, flung from somewhere inside the ship, hit one in the back of the head, whilst the other took the obvious and violent hint, and immediately stopped talking.

A single tall, wiry, black haired man, dressed in the drab grey uniform of a Rinceweedian civil servant, lightly jumped the gap from the door to the ground, and stared angrily at to 'space men'.

"Now you two fools", whispered the man angrily, "We are here to interact with the various people and scientists of the ISEC, and the SECIF. I was appointed Head of Tourism here, and I plan to make as little fuss as possible!"

Only then did the three men look around the area, and notice the complete and utter lack of people to greet them.

"......bugger!" said the 'Space Men', in unison.

Watching the feed from a cloaked recorder at the helipads President Kang Xi was thouroghly amussed. It was good to see space tourism and the modern light headed pop culture it has created. It will be a lively party.

Four patrols of 10 Proteus Fighters are constantly circling the base. Two more patrols are participating in the air show. Their graceful manuvering appearing as if a humming bird were flying around a sparrow.

The rumor going around the gathering was the Emperor himself is planning on attending the party.

The DLE representatives were busy in their labs, going over some last-minute calculations about the engines. Manus had expressed a question about if they got the math right and they were going over it again just to make sure. But right now, they were having a problem.

"I can't seem to get the equations to balance," Torin said.

"Did you remember to carry the two?" Manus asked.

Torin stopped and looked. Indeed, she had. Now she had to rework at least half of the entire thing. Cussing heavily, Torin erased half of the equation and started over.

"I hear something unusual outside. Perpetual Groper, go check it out," Manus said.

"Stop calling me that! It was just one human! I didn't know they don't like that! The movies suggest they do!" Borin whined.

"It would help if you watched something besides noren. You're lucky the Siesatians only confined you to base with a threat of being lunch instead of ripping you apart and eating you on the spot," Torin said.

"Yum! Fried Borin," Jon said.

Borin marched outside, his faced scrunched up in anger. He had the look of a young child about to throw a tantrum. Manus decided to wait until Borin was out of earshot before speaking.

"When are you going to tell Borin the Siesatians don't actually know about that?" Manus asked.

"When he figures out we can't mate with humans," Torin said.

"Heh. That marriage threat was a good one. Especially how you convinced him human women chop off the male equipment after the honeymoon," Jon said.

"Who says they don't?" Torin asked.

Torin smiled at the shocked silence as they considered whether or not she was trying to joke. She always enjoyed keeping them on their toes. However, that was quickly interrupted by Borin running in.

"The party! It's tonight!" Borin said.

"Can't be. The date they gave us is in two months," Jon said.

"Damn it! Humans use a different start for their calendar. I forgot to convert it. They'll get over our lack of formal clothes," Torin said, quickly putting a cap on the marker and shedding her lab coat.

Torin was wearing a black leather miniskirt and a red long-sleeved cotton top, being something she picked up in a local mall, over knee-length boots. Manus was wearing the same thing as he had when they arrived, having most of his clothes in the laundry due to them going over the equations again. Borin was wearing blue jeans and a white t-shirt over a pair of white tennis shoes, his lab coat over it almost looking rediculous and the clothes unkempt. Jon, being the most relaxed, was wearing an unbuttone Hawaiian shirt over white shorts and sandals.

"On second thought, we should change. To be honest, I doubt they would appreciate us showing up like this," Torin said.

This is orbital transport-BSF-1 requesting permission to enter Heleticuz airspace for transport to the ISEC Base with the Emperor and council member for the festivities.-Over

00C: my airshow is ready, IM me when you want it, my SN is Hawkn564

IC: as the aircraft fuled up and got reidy for the show, a truck barring a long cylinder drove into the bay of the Namstar along with many aircraft. all was ready for the signal.

OOC:

Survo, you may use 20 Proteus Fighters assigned to you for the airshow if you wish.

OOC:

Survo, you may use 20 Proteus Fighters assigned to you for the airshow if you wish.
OOC: this is a celebration of air history, so thankyou vary much!

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