"Soon, things will be set in motion. The world will get their courage and embark onto the madness that we show. Their valor and pride will be the ones to lead them. While the degenerates will only have to be the ones to watch from a distance. Our event for peace will be the day that we do not burn. Even if we do.."
"We will be burning together.." The Leader thought, as he looked through his window in his office at the Ministry.
With Socialist Macronesia as CO-OP.
SOLSTICE Dystopian H A P P Y Horror Show!
Starring Special Guests....
Kiu Ghesik...
Brettenwald...
Azur Deutschland...
Wuchu...
Leskya...
FenexOrg...
Shin-Makai...
Amenria...
Zeloria...
Western Fardelshufflestein...
Feklarnia...
and Langenia...
Airstrip One
"I'm in position. No visual of any Solstice guests." a soldier reported, as he was stationed at the arriving terminals of Airstrip One that was near Bright City. An onslaught was notified of a list of VIPs that were said to arrive to the nation for the event tomorrow.
"Any aircrafts sighted?"
"No aircrafts, copy. I heard some of them might bring their own aircrafts to the Airstrip. Radio in anti-aircraft communications to make sure we don't kill any civilians."
"This is Double Tango, come in."
"Double Tango. What's the situation at the cross-dimensional hub?"
"We definitely have some guests who have portal technology. We're picking up readings of high energy within the gap between one fabric of space and time."
"Tachyons?"
"Possibly. However, these wavelengths are unlike the ones that are common in future-tech nations. They are still stable enough for traveling across the multiverse."
"Make sure to direct any guests that are confirmed to be on the roster. Copy."
At Airstrip One, it would be one of the places that showed how radical the nation would be, considering how it's a totalitarian dictatorship. The inside of the airport was sleek and clean, bordering on the verge of modern, though the architecture was similar to brutalism. There was lots of security around this airport. Sure, airport security was normal for other nations, but it look like it was obviously all around to ad nauseam. There were soldiers patrolling the terminals, dressed in green camo uniforms and helmets, holding assault rifles made for itchy trigger fingers. For the looks of them, it was best not to get in trouble, since some of them from several glances looked aggressive.
The trip to get past customs are a hassle. Guests had to present their passports, where they were baffled to learn that their baggage and luggage were to be searched for contraband and weapons by some inspectors dressed in typical airport security garb while wearing blue gloves. The guests then had to go through a strange machine that was a mix between a X-ray machine and a metal detector. The machine was stationed there to show if there were anything inside the human body that could have been smuggled. The last procedure was more simple, as the guests now needed their fingerprints taken, along with a picture to be taken so it can be inputted into the database to help identify the guests as foreign.
Exiting the airport, there were some shuttle vans parked outside for the guests, so the drivers can take them to the hotel. It was a quiet ride to the hotel, though the city which glowed neon and other bright colors was visible in the distance. There was a bit of unease, since things were more of a surveillance state than anything. However, it could be the jet lag starting to get to them.