[Nation States](Forum RP) The ball of the lion of August

[Jstar]

The Ellathyrian party of Morgan, Fenir and Elysia would enter a limousine all of their own. Their small party would wait a few moments if anyone wanted to enter their ride with them. While they did this, the five members of the Occult would disperse themselves along the route the limousines would take. This would be done from the shadows and utilizing quantum stealth technology. After say five minutes, their party would begin the journey to the palace.

 

[The Courier]

snip.

Sure, that instance would come along if welcomed.

Adam would stop seeing such a large figure come towards him. Adam was only 5'7" tall and even then he was only 'big' due to his plate armor. Eve, however, was 6' flat. Taking after her mother's genes as she would still crane neck to view the Legisan representative.

<Eve> ". .Dear lord you're tall-"

Adam would chuckle lightly, shrugging, seeming to be happy to have another fellow follow. He'd speak while entering the limo. His daughter following behind him.

"Certainly! There's definitely room for one more!"

 

[BrianAT16]

Morganth Seprentine II would climb into a limo with her guards as well. Waiting just a few moments before driving off to attend the ball.

 

[LightTwig]

The Archbishop ducks down and enters the vehicle, tucking in his legs to fit. "Indeed I am, in Legisa we are raised to be strong like bull! Wahaha.." he laughs once inside and sat comfortably, drawing a seat belt across his chest. After a moment he looks to Adam, pointing a stout finger in his direction. "You are Adam, yes? Leader of God Send? Is very nice to meet you" he says, nodding and taking the man's hand in a vice like handshake.

 

[The Courier]

The Archbishop ducks down and enters the vehicle, tucking in his legs to fit. "Indeed I am, in Legisa we are raised to be strong like bull! Wahaha.." he laughs once inside and sat comfortably, drawing a seat belt across his chest. After a moment he looks to Adam, pointing a stout finger in his direction. "You are Adam, yes? Leader of God Send? Is very nice to meet you" he says, nodding and taking the man's hand in a vice like handshake.

Adam would be thankful he had plate armor on, feeling not a whole lot of the vice like grip. He'd shake his hand firmly and would sit back, not using a seat belt due to his three time near death experience record of five years.

"Indeed I am. Prophet of God, Adam Filonsky and Dictator of God Send. A pleasure to meet you, Archbishop Dimitri!"

<Eve> was far too entranced by the outside world of Arcturix. Noting completely the capitalist system, which brought a smile to her young face.

 

[LightTwig]

"Is very interesting to me the country of yours, in fact, Zvezeni University has a whole library dedicated to the study of foreign religions, yours included, which I tend to be visiting. In my own country, Legisa, I am whole Archbishop of the city Novigród, very important, but ehh, not so much as bein' da prophet, huh?" he says with a jovial smile, chuckling deeply.

 

[Baron]

Mechanica would listen politely to the discussion, interjecting at a suitable point.

"It must be interesting to have a state religion. My own country is secular, you see, but as a result we have multiple churches ranging from the Path of Red to the Black Star, and I believe there are a few cults venerating me as a god, though they're entirely discredited."

 

[The Courier]

"Is very interesting to me the country of yours, in fact, Zvezeni University has a whole library dedicated to the study of foreign religions, yours included, which I tend to be visiting. In my own country, Legisa, I am whole Archbishop of the city Novigród, very important, but ehh, not so much as bein' da prophet, huh?" he says with a jovial smile, chuckling deeply.

Adam would give a light grin, absolutely adoring the accent of Dimitri. Himself waving a hand dismissively at the idolization of a prophet.

"Please- I only do my best to decipher the word of God to my people. An Archbishop is equally as important, as are priests and monks, in my eyes. For we all are equal in Gods."

Mechanica would listen politely to the discussion, interjecting at a suitable point.

"It must be interesting to have a state religion. My own country is secular, you see, but as a result we have multiple churches ranging from the Path of Red to the Black Star, and I believe there are a few cults venerating me as a god, though they're entirely discredited."

<Eve> "A group tried to say my father was God as well. Never seen him become so red faced before in my life. It was almost like I skipped school all over again." She'd smirk softly under her visor, nudging Adam's armored side with her cowter.

Adam would only shake his head with a light chuckle.

"I am the voice of God, not him entirely."

 

[LightTwig]

"You ams much like Prophet Jzen, glory upon his name. While many sees King Aleksander as the new prophet of the Black Star..." he stops here, not saying anything more, but instead waving his hand horizontally and giving a look of disbelief, as though he is unsure that the king truly is a prophet. He quickly moves on, instead turning to Mechanica, "It is also interstings to me to find that you have Starists in your country, how did they get so lost?" he cracks, laughing.

 

[Baron]

"My country is a utopia, and people are by and large free to do as they wish. Some chose to become Starists. Perhaps a million?"

 

[LightTwig]

"Hmmmm, perhaps they ought to consider a pilgrimage to Legisa, many holy relics are helds and kepts after in our museums. In fact, I believe the church would be able to accommodate many of your Apostles, if they of course are interested" he offers, eyebrows raised.

 

[The Courier]

Despite neither of the two following the true God, Adam was enjoying listening to them. Learning was always entertaining and fun after all. Also Dimitri's accent was really something he loved.

"I must visit both of your countries personally sometime. They both seem so riveting! Just. . I hope my appearance upon Legisa won't brew bad blood between the people. I understand we had originally aided the Provisional Government, and I'd rather not make relations with your people worsen."

<Eve> ". .Mr. Mechanica? May I question something of your history?" Eve spoke up, hidden eyes moving towards the synthetic.

 

[Baron]

Mechanica looks at her, optics focused.

"Yes, of course. I encourage and cherish conversation."

 

[The Courier]

<Eve> "Was Mechanica always made of. . synthetic or were you invented by people at first?" She asked in a curious voice, hands politely in lap. To be fair, she was afraid of insulting him by using the improper term of machine people.

 

[Baron]

"I was invented, yes, but that was a very, very long time ago. I am the legacy of those who made me. And for future reference, the term for an inorganic sapient such as myself is just 'synthetic'."

 

[Valonyx]

Two rows of high honor guards would be awaiting in ranks, honoring the guests welcomed in the Arclin
(Please don't mind the proportions... Imagine the big guys smaller, and it's pretty realistic)​

*After the trip through the capital of about half an hour, in which the participants got to meet eachother, the limousine escorted convoy would eventually reach the imperial palace of the Arclin. The vehicules would drop all representative parties in front of the Arclin, on the side of the garden road. In front of the delegates would be waiting a few augmented stewards, as well as a red carpet of about 30 meters, on which two rows of augmented, armored Arc Honor Guards would be immobile, ceremonial weapons raised in the most exquisite Arc custom. the Delegates would then be invited to go through, towards the vestibulum of the Arclin.*

Ya'll can continue RP :3
(Btw, if someone wants to hop in, but wasn't in the first stages, go ahead! Just roleplay like you've went through the first parts of the whole thing! : D )

 

[Baron]

Mechanica strolls along, followed by its other 12 instances. The servant instances would be variously chatting with the other guests and eyeing the rather shoddy augments.

 

[Valonyx]

Mechanica strolls along, followed by its other 12 instances. The servant instances would be variously chatting with the other guests and eyeing the rather shoddy augments.

(That pretty r00d, they're fancy and flashy, not shoddy! Arc customs like spikey and colorful things! )

 

[The Courier]

Adam would be walking alongside his daughter, his arm interlocked with her's as he took notice of the sinful greed and gluttony. Himself finding it a bit over the top as a Godly man.

<Eve> was entirely entranced. Loving the look of it all and finding the augments of the people simply fascinating and a bit creepy.

 

[LightTwig]

Walking a few paces behind Adam and Eve (how did I only just get that), Dmitri has his hands in his robes' pockets as he strolls, his eyes careful and analytical of his new surroundings. Speeding up a little, he walks parallel to the leader of God Send, giving him a nudge with his shoulder. "What you's thinkings on the menu? Finks they gots borscht?" he grins with a quiet guffaw.