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Slavourssian cities are bustling as they make the final preparations for tomorrows nationwide parades in celebration of Emperor Justinian’s 20th birthday. From St. Petersburg to Rostov and from Vilnius to Samara, Slavorussian citizens are excited to take part in the festivities and reflect on another year of His Majesty’s life. Parade organizers in Moscow promise that this year’s parade will be the biggest and best in a long time. Over a dozen of the empire’s most popular singers and performers are scheduled to perform life in Red Square for His Majesty and his subjects. As the Slavorussians party into the night they can expect a grand fireworks display and street parties to continue well into the night..

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His Majesty himself plans spend the early day with his family and close friends. Later in the afternoon and evening he will attend the parade in Moscow, and will ride in his limo down the square to his booth where he will watch the parade and fireworks. After the fireworks he’ll return to the palace to the grand ballroom to entertain government officials, social elite, and foreign delegates. If last year’s celebration will be any indication of this year’s we can expect parties to go on well into the next day.

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The United Kingdom congratulates the Slavorussian Empire on this glorious day. We wish Emperor Justinian a wonderful birthday. In addition, a box of caek have been sent to Slavorussia, from the Prime Minister and Sovereign.

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Happy birthday to you, Emperor Justinian!

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The United Kingdom congratulates the Slavorussian Empire on this glorious day. We wish Emperor Justinian a wonderful birthday. In addition, a box of caek have been sent to Slavorussia, from the Prime Minister and Sovereign.

Happy birthday to you, Emperor Justinian!

OOC: I assume that one isn't a lie? :P

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Efimov: Hello, everyone I’m Zhenya Efimov and this is my co-anchor Sofia Semenov Kuzmin, and welcome to this year’s televised celebration and parade in honor of His Majesty’s birthday. Behind us right now the infamous red square, used by the Neo Bolsheviks for communist rallies. I think today we’re gonna put those old Russian commies to shame, we have over 150 civilian and military entries, and a huge fireworks show later tonight. Right now the skies are clear and the temperature is pretty mild. Just remember if you’re coming out tonight to bring a jacket or sweater because the temp will drop as the night begins.

Kuzmin: As soon as the emperor’s motorcade makes it down to his viewing balcony we can begin. It looks like everyone is here, Lady Kolesnikov and her cabinet, members of parliament, General Belyakov, even the dowager empress and her husband are here, so it looks like all we’re waiting for is the emperor.

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Efimov: I heard there may have been some difficulty with his limo, but he should be here s… here he comes now.

As the emperor’s motorcade becomes visable and drives down the street the crowd lets out a loud shout fallowed by thunderous applause. Some chant the national motto, and military officials salute the passing motorcade. The motorcade then turns, enters the Kremlin walls and stops at the back entrance of the viewing balcony. When the emperor emerges from the other end the crowd continues its loud cheers and applause. He steps up to the microphone and waves to the people. When they calm down he begins to speak.

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“Ladies and gentlemen, loyal subjects, foreign dignitaries and members of government. Thank you very much for honoring me today, and sharing in the special experience that only comes once a year. On this day 20 years ago I was born in Addis Ababa, Zamira. A series of events would bring me here to Slavorussia, to lead this glorious empire after the death of my grandfather. Althought we had a rocky start, you all accepted me and pledged to fallow me and my government. For that you have my eternal thanks

Let us for at least 1 day forget the state of the world, pay no attention to the peril we‘ve gotten ourselves into. Let us enjoy the day our Lord has given us, and celebrate it to its fullest Without any further ado, let the party begin!”

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After the emperor finishes talking the whole booth of delegates military and government officals and the royal family stand for

. After the anthem PM Kolesnikov takes the stage and instructs the crowd to take a moment of silence for all the lives lost in the recent nuclear war in Europe, and around the world. After the moment of silence the Lady Kolesnikov talks briefly about the emperor’s achievements in the past two years since his coronation.

“Your Majesty it has been an honor to sit as the head of your government. Your guidance has lead this country down the right path. You have brought Slavorussia to the forefront of technological development and medical treatment. Under your enlightened rule our schools have begun to improve, and we are not on par with other European nations. Our hospitals are among the best in the world our economy is strong, and our politics is never wrong. Our great nation has enjoyed 2 years of your reign already, and may we have many many more years in the future.”

As the Prime Minister steps down from the podium and takes her seat the long parade line starts to move through Red Square.

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As night falls the citizens are treated to a beautiful fireworks display. The skies over Moscow are light up by the many mini missiles that screech up into the air then explode with a thunderous boom. The people are mesmerized by the fireworks and sounds of astonishment fill the square. The colorful lights dance and paint a beautiful picture in the night sky.

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After the fireworks display Slavorussia’s social elite go to the palace to eat, drink and dance the night away. Everyone who is anyone is there, from big business CEO’s to nobility government officials and foreign delegates. As usual the ball is held in the a beautifully decorated ballroom built during the reign of Catherine the Great.

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Back in Red Square the party continues. Slavorussia’s most popular pop singers and bands take center stage and put on the biggest show of the year. Thousands of people fill the streets of Moscow, cheering and enjoying themselves.

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President Daniel Jackson glanced around the ballroom to see who else might be attending. So far, he had been quite impressed with the festivities, and was glad he'd let his aides convince him to attend this gala. At least the hectic pace of reconstruction was finished, but now that Project Eden was taking up quite a bit of his time...if he hadn't seen that with his own eyes, he might not have believed it....he shook his head to clear it. That was for another time.

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ooc: you don't have to rp their arrival. I know how everyone hates those.

OOC: I don't mind arrivals.

IC: Earlier that day, a C-130 Hercules transport plane took off from Arctica. After a few refueling stops in friendly African nations it identified itself to Slavorussian air traffic controllers or the Air Force, whichever one is applicable. It landed at the airport in Moscow after (presumably) securing clearance to land. After taxiing off to the designated location and preparing the cargo, the ramp in the back opened up and unloaded two cars. One was a black limousine with the appropriate miniature flags waving at the front; the second was a shiny black Mercedes that looked like it had just been washed.

The cars drove off towards the palace, leaving behind 36 soldiers on the plane in case of emergency (the Slavorussians had been informed of this). Around the time the ball started, the two cars pulled up to the designated parking lots. The driver of the limousine stepped out and opened the doors for his passengers. Out stepped a forty-looking man and a woman around the same age. Lord Thadon and his wife stepped out, both wearing some kind of formal 18th century-style attire. They were followed by three uniformed men, obviously military officers in dress uniform. The officers possessed sidearms (not visible, of course) but would surrender them at the doors if the Slavorussians required it.

Another officer in dress uniform exited the other car, a series of medals and ribbons pinned to his chest. He took a moment to look around the place. He had been here before. He quickly stopped reminiscing and got back to the task at hand. Slipping the car keys in a breast pocket, he took a small lockbox from the car and gently shut the door.

"Are you ready?" Thadon asked him, smiling, his arm around his wife's.

"Yes, sir," the man responded, and led them to the palace. At the door he addressed one of the guards, identified himself, and handed over the weapons if required. They all entered the ballroom, officer leading, trio escorting the Thurokiir and his wife.

While waiting for Justinian to make an appearance, Thadon looked around to see who else was in attendance.

OOC: I'll be around sometime tomorrow. Sleepy time.

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Jackson noted the arrival of the new guests. He briefly considered whether he should move over to greet them, and decided that he would indeed. He set down the drink he had and straightened, making sure his suit wasn't wrinkled before taking the first step toward them...

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Justinian stopped in his office to sign a few thank you notes to the countries who sent gifts, baked goods, and congratulatory statements earlier in the day. As the emperor approaches the entrance to the ballroom the conductor instructs the band and choir to sing

the personal anthem of the House of House of Holstein-Gottorp-Romanov.

While the song plays he descends the staircase to the ballroom floor fallowed by other members of the Imperial family and the imperial court. Emperor Justinian is wearing a red uniform with golden epaulettes, and medals. At his waist was a sword encrusted with jewels and other semi-precious stones. The idea was to showcase the grandeur and economic prosperity of Slavorussia in these dark times, although it was somewhat excessive.

“Greetings majesties and excellencies, nobles and subjects to my home. I thank you all for spending this joyous day with me and my family. I hope tonight we can all put aside the international disputes and economic crises that plague the world and relax, so that we can go back and tackle these problems refreshed and renewed tomorrow.”

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Congratulations Comrade, may we all live another year.

I would attend personally, but I may have given away my Learjet at the christening of the young Nadine, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to obtain commercial flights to Slovorussia.

After the Dark Hand attack on the Slavorussia Imperial Palace Ball, Slovorussia’s support of Procinctia in the war, after everything there was no way Generalissimo would not attend Justinian’s 20th birthday. If wasteland could not stop Generalissimo, no mere travel snag would hinder his efforts, he merely chartered an aircraft. Barely in time for the gathering, but just in time for Justinian’s speech.
“Greetings majesties and excellencies, nobles and subjects to my home. I thank you all for spending this joyous day with me and my family. I hope tonight we can all put aside the international disputes and economic crises that plague the world and relax, so that we can go back and tackle these problems refreshed and renewed tomorrow.”
It was inspiring, and entirely worth the effort to be here.
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The Arcticans would have greeted the guest from Promised Land but Emperor Justinian decided to make his appearance just then. They would approach him after his welcome speech, and also after taking a glance at Generalissimo, who had somehow gotten here even though he'd made a point of being trapped on a radioactive island for some time now. Odd.

Thadon stepped in front of Justinian and greeted him. "Greetings, Emperor, I am Thadon of Arctica. This is my wife, Katarina," she gave a nod, "and Major Lakić you may recognize."

"Your Majesty," greeted the officer who had led them in. Of course Justinian would not recognize the name, but if he was perceptive enough he would remember the man as being one of two bodyguards for then-President Vedran when he visited the Palace years ago. Lakić summoned one of the servants and handed him the lockbox he was carrying, with instructions to give it to Justinian at his convenience, either during the ball or afterwards. Even though Justinian was standing right there, he didn't feel like giving him the cumbersome thing as it would not be appropriate.

He then turned to Justinian, took the keys from his pocket, and handed them to him. The Mercedes logo was visible on the keychain. "This is a gift from Nord-Auto Arctica. I left the owner's manual on the dashboard; I am sure you will find the features useful. The other item," he gestured towards whatever direction the servant was in, "is a personal gift from Vedran. I'm afraid I don't know the nature of its contents."

Some time before the fall of Nordland, Arctica had given their companies freedom to operate in the country. They had set up a car factory, which was used to build cars geared toward the more wealthy. After the fall of Nordland and no one caring enough to stop them, Arctican business had taken over the factory and lowered the quality of some of the vehicles to appeal more to the less wealthy citizens. The Mercedes in the palace parking lot was one of the "old models" as they were called, produced before the fall of Nordland, and featured bulletproofing and EMP protection among other things. It was basically a VIP car.

In the lockbox, should Justinian choose to open it, was a handgun and a handwritten letter.

Dear Emperor Justinian,

Happy birthday and congratulations on another year of your reign. May there be many more. I trust you have already received your other gift; it is a fine vehicle, and I have the privilege of riding in its kind almost every day.

You may be a bit perplexed at this item, but I trust you will recognize it in time. My gift to you is an addition to your armory. You see, I borrowed this from you two summers ago and never bothered to return it. I thought now would be a good time. I realize it may not appear to be the most appropriate gift, but I feel it is good to have a reminder of our own mortality, so we do not forget the important things in life. We were all in danger that night, and though I have another unfortunate event scarring my own past I still think back to that July evening when so many good things could have been ended.

This is a joyous day for you, and may you enjoy it to its fullest. If there are any official matters that need discussing, Thadon is there.

Sincerely,

Vedran

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Justinian stopped in his office to sign a few thank you notes to the countries who sent gifts, baked goods, and congratulatory statements earlier in the day. As the emperor approaches the entrance to the ballroom the conductor instructs the band and choir to sing
the personal anthem of the House of House of Holstein-Gottorp-Romanov.

While the song plays he descends the staircase to the ballroom floor fallowed by other members of the Imperial family and the imperial court. Emperor Justinian is wearing a red uniform with golden epaulettes, and medals. At his waist was a sword encrusted with jewels and other semi-precious stones. The idea was to showcase the grandeur and economic prosperity of Slavorussia in these dark times, although it was somewhat excessive.

"Greetings majesties and excellencies, nobles and subjects to my home. I thank you all for spending this joyous day with me and my family. I hope tonight we can all put aside the international disputes and economic crises that plague the world and relax, so that we can go back and tackle these problems refreshed and renewed tomorrow."

Jackson had just made it to the Arctican guests when he heard the anthem play. he listend to Justinian's speech, and nodded his approval. It was something similar to what he might have said in the man's place.

He watched as the Arcticans presented their gift to the Emperor. He sighed; he'd known he'd forgotten something--this was a birthday, and as tradition went, you brought a gift to the person whose birthday party you attended.

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