NationStates Jolt Archive

All across the planet small, black spherical objects streak across the sky. The seamless black orbs were near undetectable to Radar, and because of their small size and incredible speed, an air to ground missile would be nearly worthless against it. However, these little objects were benign in nature, and were meant only to deliver a single message.

Upon their arrival to their destination, the top half of the orb would seemingly melt away. A bright light would flash, and standing before the recipient would be a Two-Dimensional image of a striking woman projected in thin air above the object.

Then, the image would speak.

"Esteemed World Leaders, Ambassadors, Government Heads and Hive Minds, The Confederacy of Kyle Black would formally like to invite you to a Gala Dinner, held in the capital city of M'ka Ovinai. The Dinner will be held on the 8th of this month ((NS time frame, not ours)) at Six Thirty, Global Standard Time. At Six o' Clock, transports will arrive to take all guests to the Capital. If your nation has vehicles capable of safely breaking atmosphere, please contact us ahead of time."

"During the Gala, our guests will be treated to the food, and live entertainment of our native culture. If your guests have specific dietary needs please make contact ahead of time."

"Our leaders felt that this Gala would be an opportune time to meet the leaders of the Planet, and discuss business, diplomacy, and critical issues facing the planet. If you would like to attend, please indicate by placing your hand on the glowing circle on the black Communications Sphere. If you do not wish to attend, place your hand on the red glowing circle. If you choose the latter, the Communications Sphere will self-destruct. If you accidentally choose the wrong option, a simple correction through telegram will suffice."

"If you wish to make requests please Speak into the Sphere and list your requests, or send a telegram."

"We thank you for your time, and hope to see you at the event. Good-Bye. Replay Message? Replay Message? Replay...?"

*Bump*

OOC: What TL are you? Future, Modern, Medieval, Stoneage...Pre-stonage...er...I guess Primordial Soup Age...

What's your tech?

(( Uh, Future Tech, actually. But your nations don't have to be to join.))

*Pity Bump*

The Republic of Cascadia accepts your invitation.

((I will telegram those who join when the festivites begin. It's beginning to look as though if that will be some time the day after Thanksgiving. Hopefully))

"There's no need to use the anti-air guns. I recognize the technology of those. They're from Kyle Black."

This is what Joel Reeves, president of Odyssey2, said upon the discovery by the intelligence department of the black spheres in the front lawn of the Capitol Building. Moments later, he was outside and listening to the message. Once it was concluded, the leader firmly pressed his hand on the black circle. The messenger orb zipped away in a second.

"All right. We've got some preparations to make. The vice president and I will only be gone for a few hours, so our Diplomatic Advisor can take charge during that time."

((Can we bring multiple characters, or only one?))

*Deep inside the Fortress that is Cheyenne Moutain Military Defense and Research Faculity. Dr. Gene Slayer was called from his Necro-Tech research station to watch a presitation with President Nacy Stone and her high council.
*in his high lisping voice the docter says*"It looks like we are being invited to join some group as diplomates, this will be good to help us devlope our new space military. So far all we have are the two staions, Cerbeus One and Necropolis Two, along with our new moon base Purity Nine. Even those could be over ran, our new Space Units and fighters are not ready."
*the young president nods and orders this message to be sent back.


.......We would be honered to join you in peace where shall we send our represinitive.?........

*Deep inside the Fortress that is Cheyenne Moutain Military Defense and Research Faculity. Dr. Gene Slayer was called from his Necro-Tech research station to watch a presitation with President Nacy Stone and her high council.
*in his high lisping voice the docter says*"It looks like we are being invited to join some group as diplomates, this will be good to help us devlope our new space military. So far all we have are the two staions, Cerbeus One and Necropolis Two, along with our new moon base Purity Nine. Even those could be over ran, our new Space Units and fighters are not ready."
*the young president nods and orders this message to be sent back.


.......We would be honered to join you in peace where shall we send our represinitive.?........

*Deep inside the Fortress that is Cheyenne Moutain Military Defense and Research Faculity. Dr. Gene Slayer was called from his Necro-Tech research station to watch a presitation with President Nacy Stone and her high council.
*in his high lisping voice the docter says*"It looks like we are being invited to join some group as diplomates, this will be good to help us devlope our new space military. So far all we have are the two staions, Cerbeus One and Necropolis Two, along with our new moon base Purity Nine. Even those could be over ran, our new Space Units and fighters are not ready."
*the young president nods and orders this message to be sent back.


.......We would be honered to join you in peace where shall we send our represinitive.?........

((Remember, transports will be provided.))

*Bump*
((You can bring multiple characters.))

Bump (I hope it isn't too old to bump)