Hopalian Anniversary Celebrations IC

[Deblar]

April 25; Reid Airport; Port Hope, Hopal

As President Benjamin Fowler’s plane began to land, it was all quiet in the cabin. Benjamin had fallen asleep in his seat, having taken off while it was around 2 in the morning in Deblarian Local Time. When the plane finally touched down on the tarmac, Benjamin jerked awake, looking around instinctively. Realizing he was in his personal plane, he sighed and yawned. “That’s the last time we take off at 2 in the morning...”, he said groggily in his Jamaican accent. One of the security guards noticed that the President had awaken from his slumber, and walked over.

“Good morning, Mr. President. Sleep well?”, he asked a bit jokingly.

“Why yes, thank you for asking.”, Benjamin replied, with a mix of sincerity and sarcasm. He then looked out of his window. “It took...a while, but we’re finally here.”, he said.

It took a while for the plane to clear security, but once it did, President Fowler rose from his seat and went to the door, his 5 security guards following him.

“Well, helat don nothal.”, he said in a native Deblarian language, translating to “here goes nothing”. He then opened the door, went down the steps, and waited for the Hopalian greeting party to arrive.

[Hopal]

April 25; Reid Airport; Port Hope, Hopal

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As President Benjamin Fowler’s plane began to land, it was all quiet in the cabin. Benjamin had fallen asleep in his seat, having taken off while it was around 2 in the morning in Deblarian Local Time. When the plane finally touched down on the tarmac, Benjamin jerked awake, looking around instinctively. Realizing he was in his personal plane, he sighed and yawned. “That’s the last time we take off at 2 in the morning...”, he said groggily in his Jamaican accent. One of the security guards noticed that the President had awaken from his slumber, and walked over.

“Good morning, Mr. President. Sleep well?”, he asked a bit jokingly.

“Why yes, thank you for asking.”, Benjamin replied, with a mix of sincerity and sarcasm. He then looked out of his window. “It took...a while, but we’re finally here.”, he said.

It took a while for the plane to clear security, but once it did, President Fowler rose from his seat and went to the door, his 5 security guards following him.

“Well, helat don nothal.”, he said in a native Deblarian language, translating to “here goes nothing”. He then opened the door, went down the steps, and waited for the Hopalian greeting party to arrive.

The Prime Minister tugged on his suit waiting nervously for the President to arrive with the rest of cabinet (those who haven't guided anyone yet) standing beside him. The cabinet stood there in silence with the sound of the plane landing on the tarmac audible to the cabinet ministers. As he saw the Deblarians waiting for them he walked over to the President to greet him "President Fowler, it's nice to meet you." he said as he extended his hand in greeting. With Bob Doling, the Minister of Foreign Affairs and the President's guide, walking shortly behind "President Fowler, it's great to see you, I'm Bob Doling."

[Deblar]

April 25; Reid Airport; Port Hope, Hopal

(Image)

As President Benjamin Fowler’s plane began to land, it was all quiet in the cabin. Benjamin had fallen asleep in his seat, having taken off while it was around 2 in the morning in Deblarian Local Time. When the plane finally touched down on the tarmac, Benjamin jerked awake, looking around instinctively. Realizing he was in his personal plane, he sighed and yawned. “That’s the last time we take off at 2 in the morning...”, he said groggily in his Jamaican accent. One of the security guards noticed that the President had awaken from his slumber, and walked over.

“Good morning, Mr. President. Sleep well?”, he asked a bit jokingly.

“Why yes, thank you for asking.”, Benjamin replied, with a mix of sincerity and sarcasm. He then looked out of his window. “It took...a while, but we’re finally here.”, he said.

It took a while for the plane to clear security, but once it did, President Fowler rose from his seat and went to the door, his 5 security guards following him.

“Well, helat don nothal.”, he said in a native Deblarian language, translating to “here goes nothing”. He then opened the door, went down the steps, and waited for the Hopalian greeting party to arrive.

The Prime Minister tugged on his suit waiting nervously for the President to arrive with the rest of cabinet (those who haven't guided anyone yet) standing beside him. The cabinet stood there in silence with the sound of the plane landing on the tarmac audible to the cabinet ministers. As he saw the Deblarians waiting for them he walked over to the President to greet him "President Fowler, it's nice to meet you." he said as he extended his hand in greeting. With Bob Doling, the Minister of Foreign Affairs and the President's guide, walking shortly behind "President Fowler, it's great to see you, I'm Bob Doling."

President Fowler shook each of their hands. "Yes, it's nice to meet you both.", he said politely. "I haven't missed anything yet, have I?"

[Hopal]

The Prime Minister tugged on his suit waiting nervously for the President to arrive with the rest of cabinet (those who haven't guided anyone yet) standing beside him. The cabinet stood there in silence with the sound of the plane landing on the tarmac audible to the cabinet ministers. As he saw the Deblarians waiting for them he walked over to the President to greet him "President Fowler, it's nice to meet you." he said as he extended his hand in greeting. With Bob Doling, the Minister of Foreign Affairs and the President's guide, walking shortly behind "President Fowler, it's great to see you, I'm Bob Doling."

President Fowler shook each of their hands. "Yes, it's nice to meet you both.", he said politely. "I haven't missed anything yet, have I?"

"You haven't missed anything just yet" Bob replied "But the market is preparing to reopen very shortly." he told the President "We could go down there right now, I think we'll make it just on time."

[Deblar]

President Fowler shook each of their hands. "Yes, it's nice to meet you both.", he said politely. "I haven't missed anything yet, have I?"

"You haven't missed anything just yet" Bob replied "But the market is preparing to reopen very shortly." he told the President "We could go down there right now, I think we'll make it just on time."

"Alright, let's head there."

[Countesia]

"Yes!" Adrienne said gleefully "I do love a local market"

"Let's go then, follow me." Lawrence tells them they walk through the airport building to the entrance where a black tesla is waiting for them, Lawrence gets in a front seat leaving the Countesians to sit in the back they drive through the city to the city centre, through the brick houses on the outskirts to the Mediterranean-style stone buildings near the city centre. They arrive at the entrance of the market where they see people gathered around a red ribbon.

Adrienne looked gleefully at the scenery. She watched as a crowd began to form around the ribbon barring the entrance.

"A local street market reminds me of home. Even the most expensive fruits money can buy don't hold a candle to a basket of locally sourced peaches and figs" She said as she linked arms with her beloved as they mingled into the crowd

"I wouldn't go crazy, sweetheart, Not even the Deputy Prime Minister can bring fruits through customs." Tara laughed at her fiancees enthusiasm. "Especially the Deputy Prime Ministers future wife"

[United Australasian Commonwealth]

As the Guards drives around the tesla ,one of the guards see one of the fuselage of a TSWA ICBM from the 5th border War still floating in the Ocean before entering the City , he says to himself , when will they repatriate that heap of junk

[Hopal]

"You haven't missed anything just yet" Bob replied "But the market is preparing to reopen very shortly." he told the President "We could go down there right now, I think we'll make it just on time."

"Alright, let's head there."

"Follow me" he told the President as he guided him through the building to the entrance where another black Tesla waited for them, Bob sat in the back seat with the President where he engaged in polite conversation with each other learning more about each other. As they drive through the city to the city centre, through the brick houses on the outskirts to the Mediterranean-style stone buildings near the city centre, Bob tells the President about his old career in coal mining, from a young age he was miner though he spent most of his career in administration. He told him about his struggle in city life after the mine closed, trying to start a business that failed before going in politics. As they arrived at the entrance to the market they see the Director of Operations of the Market stepping onto a small platform to give a speech.

"Let's go then, follow me." Lawrence tells them they walk through the airport building to the entrance where a black tesla is waiting for them, Lawrence gets in a front seat leaving the Countesians to sit in the back they drive through the city to the city centre, through the brick houses on the outskirts to the Mediterranean-style stone buildings near the city centre. They arrive at the entrance of the market where they see people gathered around a red ribbon.

Adrienne looked gleefully at the scenery. She watched as a crowd began to form around the ribbon barring the entrance.

"A local street market reminds me of home. Even the most expensive fruits money can buy don't hold a candle to a basket of locally sourced peaches and figs" She said as she linked arms with her beloved as they mingled into the crowd

"I wouldn't go crazy, sweetheart, Not even the Deputy Prime Minister can bring fruits through customs." Tara laughed at her fiancees enthusiasm. "Especially the Deputy Prime Ministers future wife"

"There really is no comparison to locally sourced, the feeling of local market is something else, this market also acts as community centre of sorts, the whole city comes here, they interact with each other, and they come together." Lawrence says. They are interrupted by the Director of Operation at the market stepping onto a small platform and speaking "Thank you for coming here today. Today we reopen this market, commerce shall resume in Port Hope. The market has long been a place of community gather, a hub for this city, today with this reopening we reopen Port Hope. People have lost so much over the last year, today they come back here and they resume their business again. I am honoured to serve as Director of Operations of this market. So many use this market, it is a symbol of Port Hope of Hopal, of Hopalian culture and excellence, and now it will become a symbol of Hopalian resilience, enough with me though I hand it over to Mayor Erik Lieberman for some brief remarks.

[Hopal]

As the Guards drives around the tesla ,one of the guards see one of the TSWA ICBMS from the 5th border War still floating in the Ocean before entering the City ,

An old ICBM washes up onto a small beach, it is soon reported and the police come in and block the area off as they wait for missile specialists to examine the scene.

[United Australasian Commonwealth]

a guard then asks why TSWA and the AWB would do such a thing

[Hopal]

a guard then asks why TSWA and the AWB would do such a thing

A police officer responds "We were at war then, I'm not sure why they would use ICBMs, you'll have to ask them." the officer responds before walking away. Missile specialists from the military arrive shortly after and they examine the ICBM and try to find out how they can defuse it.

[United Australasian Commonwealth]

a guard then asks why TSWA and the AWB would do such a thing

A police officer responds "We were at war then, I'm not sure why they would use ICBMs, you'll have to ask them." the officer responds before walking away. Missile specialists from the military arrive shortly after and they examine the ICBM and try to find out how they can defuse it.

the 2 guards then drive to the hotel after being left behind , after that , they meet up with the other Chevrolet Proteas and the Buick Springboks in the hotel parking lot

[Hopal]

The mayor steps onto the platform and gives some brief remarks "Thank you Director, and as you said it is an honour to be a part of this. This market has been the spirit of Port Hope, the essence of living here, a symbol of this city. You could meet anyone here, everyone comes down here, and if you're resident here and don't, I say you're missing out. Through hardship and difficulty we push through, we retain hope. Even after the devastation of Hurricane Amy, we are here today reopening this market. Enough talk now let's reopen the market." He said with a smile he walked off the podium to the red ribbon at the entrance, the Director was holding a giant pair of scissors and the Prime Minister walked up to him and held it with him and the mayor did the same. The moment for a photo the three of cut the ribbon and crowd erupts with cheers and the Director declares the open and many file in. The Prime Minister speaks to the Director and Mayor he tells them he wishes he could stay but he has to go to the National Archives for the opening ceremony there, and that maybe he'll come down to the market later in the day. After the that he takes off in his Prime Ministerial vehicle and sets off to the National Archive on the coast.

The guides tell their parties that the Prime Minister has left for the National Archives and asks them if they want to attend the opening ceremony there are go into the market.

[United Australasian Commonwealth]

De Villiers Graaff and his Guards told Mr Hoffer that he will go to the National Archives instead of the market

[Hopal]

De Villiers Graaff and his Guards told Mr Hoffer that he will go to the National Archives instead of the market

Hoffer nods and they get in the Tesla and they drive through the city to the National Archives. The building is across the road from the Hopal Beach where the founding of the nation was proclaimed. Like at the market there is a red ribbon blocking the entrance to the Archives.

[United Australasian Commonwealth]

De Villiers Graaff and his Guards told Mr Hoffer that he will go to the National Archives instead of the market

Hoffer nods and they get in the Tesla and they drive through the city to the National Archives. The building is across the road from the Hopal Beach where the founding of the nation was proclaimed. Like at the market there is a red ribbon blocking the entrance to the Archives.

the Guards follow in their own cars

[Countesia]

After the ribbon was cut, Tara and Adrienne followed the crowd as it dispersed into the market. After an few hours of browsing, Adrienne had aquired a small wicker basket of various fruits and trinkets. She smiled innocently at her aquisitions, and she looked forward to enjoying them back at the hotel.

Tara looked at her watch, and saw that the national archive opening was due soon. She turned to her beloved and spoke
"If you want to see the opening of the national archives, i suggest we leave soon"

"if you insist, my dear." Adrienne said back to her. "I was enjoying this little slice of home"

They both turned to their guide

"Mister Tahity, We would love to see the opening ceremony of the national archives." Tara said to the cultural minister. "Do you think we could fetch the car and head over there?"

[Hopal]

After the ribbon was cut, Tara and Adrienne followed the crowd as it dispersed into the market. After an few hours of browsing, Adrienne had aquired a small wicker basket of various fruits and trinkets. She smiled innocently at her aquisitions, and she looked forward to enjoying them back at the hotel.

Tara looked at her watch, and saw that the national archive opening was due soon. She turned to her beloved and spoke
"If you want to see the opening of the national archives, i suggest we leave soon"

"if you insist, my dear." Adrienne said back to her. "I was enjoying this little slice of home"

They both turned to their guide

"Mister Tahity, We would love to see the opening ceremony of the national archives." Tara said to the cultural minister. "Do you think we could fetch the car and head over there?"

After Tara and Adrienne had gone into the market Lawrence had lost sight of them as they joined the crowd of people wandering through the market, and as Lawrence was distracted watching the Prime Minister engage in conversation before leaving shortly thereafter. Lauren Johnson, the Minister of Industry stayed at the market and went around speaking with vendors and keeping market-goers entertained. Eventually after a while Lawrence caught up to Tara and Adrienne as they were speaking to a vendor selling fruits from her farm in the Valley region. When they asked him about going to the National Archive Lawrence responded by saying "We are a bit late" he said as he looked at his own watch "but I think we might be able to make on time, I'll try to find our ride, but follow me." He guided them through the market back to the entrance where upon further inspection they saw that their driver had gone into the market. Not wanting to waste any time, Lawrence asked a nearby police officer patrolling the area if she might drive them to the National Archive, she told them she wasn't able to, but after a while she was able to get a cab for them. Lawrence asked the Italian cab driver to go quickly, and through the quick drive to the National Archive on the opposite side of the coast. Across the street from Hopal Beach where the founding of the nation was proclaimed. They came just as Prime Minister John Stophoe was squinting down at his notes as he prepared to give a speech and they got out just in time to hear the speech. "My friends we are gathered here today to open the National Archives. As we reflect on our history as a nation over these few days as we celebrate the anniversary of the founding of this nation. We realize the need to preserve this history and pass down our knowledge to future generations. So that they may know our struggle and our solutions, so that they may be inspired by the past to find solutions for the future. May this place be one of learning, a place of reflection, of knowledge, where we place the history books of the day, we lies our shared experiences to be preserved and remembered forever." the crowd clapped as he finished his speech, and a a large pair of scissors were handed to him, and he cut the ribbon at the entrance of building and opened the door to it for the first time.

[United Australasian Commonwealth]

a Member of De Villiers Graaff's entourage named Annika Jansen (the only one with her own Buick Springbok) leaves the archives early to go to the market to meet a special someone , She Drives her 2010 Buick Springbok EV to the Market

[Deblar]

As the market opened, Benjamin walked around, his security guards following not too for behind. As Benjamin walked, he looked around. This market reminded him of the markets back home that dotted the Deblarian countryside- markets that he himself grew up shopping at. That nostalgic feeling took over Benjamin, who wandered on through the market. Before long, he had an entire basket full of various fruits. It was then when he checked his watch.

“Goodness, look at the time.”, Benjamin exclaimed. He then looked around for Bob, his guide, eventually finding him and walking over.

[Hopal]

As the market opened, Benjamin walked around, his security guards following not too for behind. As Benjamin walked, he looked around. This market reminded him of the markets back home that dotted the Deblarian countryside- markets that he himself grew up shopping at. That nostalgic feeling took over Benjamin, who wandered on through the market. Before long, he had an entire basket full of various fruits. It was then when he checked his watch.

“Goodness, look at the time.”, Benjamin exclaimed. He then looked around for Bob, his guide, eventually finding him and walking over.

Bob found the President when he heard Benjamin exclaim about the time, he looked over recognizing his distinct Jamaican Accent and walking over to him. Looking at a clock at a nearby station he realized the time "Yes we are quite late, but I hope at least you enjoyed your time at the market. We missed the opening of the National Archives, but we could go down there, or we could go for lunch, or, it may be a little early for this, but considering we missed the last event we could go down to City Hall for that opening."

[Dalmannia]

(OOC: Is this irl time where any posts made now count as April 30th, or are we playing things out without respects to daily irl time?)

[Romextly]

At the Airport
As the Jet slowed to a stop, the Emperor finished off his champagne. He had entered into what he though of as a divisive nation. He could see of their well intentions, but the meetings with Hopalians he had so far... lets just say they were of the kind the Emperor wanted out of his realm. The door to the jet began to lower and he got up from his chair and lightly set down his glass on the table. He had to maintain his dignified face and face the dozens of leaders who were of what they believe the best type of government. If anyone who thought his nation's way of government were barbaric, they were to be shown up. And with that he set his left foot on Hopalian soil.

[Hopal]

(OOC: Is this irl time where any posts made now count as April 30th, or are we playing things out without respects to daily irl time?)

OOC: Things have already not gone in irl time, they just go by as the posts go by without respect to daily irl time.

[Dalmannia]

(OOC: Is this irl time where any posts made now count as April 30th, or are we playing things out without respects to daily irl time?)

OOC: Things have already not gone in irl time, they just go by as the posts go by without respect to daily irl time.

OOC: Ah, ok. So what’s the date for it rn?