Archaeology Site at Shwe Tu Colony (Open to all)

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Fri Jun 02, 2017 4:07 pm

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At noon, or the third hour for the demons' time, a group of quarry laborers at the Cuh'ti Qut quarry uncovered an entrance to what appeared to be a massive temple complex in the mountain, somehow having never been uncovered prior. However, no natives nor their artifacts were found in the Shwe Tu Salt Swamp, while any civilization left behind would have more than likely left some sort of relic other than this grand temple behind. After considering if the quarry should be explored a little bit first, the leaders of the Thryllasian Union decided that they should open it up to be explored in a group composed of those from other civilizations. As such, the following telegram/letter/psychic letter/whatever communication item that exists was sent to any nations willing to participate, either sending in their own archaeologists, thrill seekers, or even leaders.

Dear whoever has received this letter,
Although you may have never heard of us, Parfuhmerie cordially invites you to an archaeology expedition that we had located at one of our quarries. However, we have not sent in an in-depth exploration, so whoever joins us shall be one of the first to enter (a small investigation team was sent in to ensure at least the first part of the area is safe). Regardless, we hope you may be able to send someone over to join us in investigating this new archaeological site led by our head archaeologist Ir'a Tar'rama.

Ir'a was sitting on a lawn chair with sunglasses on, wearing a khaki-colored doublet with a damask pattern & plain peach trousers going down to his knees, his rough stone spear at his side & a necklace of turquoise jewelry on his neck. Behind him was an elegant stone entrance separated into many rectangles cut into the gray stone of the mountains, its keystone engraved with various swirls & symbols & the entrance flanked by what appears to be penguins with futuristic assault rifles longer than them. In front of entrance was a rather unkempt garden of flowers — mainly poppies & tall sunflowers — that covered the ground & almost appeared to create some sort of pattern. Meanwhile, the last groups of demon quarriers were, on some sort of red behemoth with a massive black horn in front, hauling away their final blocks of stone for the day. A small, modern-day speaker was next to Ir'a & playing music despite its anachronistic location. "Wonder who shall come..." he mutters to himself as he opens up a scroll, conveniently obscuring his face.

by **Higher Japan** » Sat Jun 03, 2017 6:17 pm

In the distance, the loud screeching of tires could be heard as they empress jumped down on a motorcycle. Although this one was in a sense, unique. It had to model number and had a blue face on the front. As she was about to land, the bike disintegrated before she landed

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Sun Jun 04, 2017 9:43 am

Apparently, Ir'a had fallen asleep, the scroll on his face, before she had came, & was jolted awake by her motorcycle's screeching. "Ah, hello E-" begins Ir'a before he realizes what would be wrong if he said her name, "er... nevermind. Just hello." Following this, he gets up from his lawn chair before then saying, "anyways, I'd like to wait for more people to come before we begin the expedition, so just wait out here for a bit. Please don't enter the temple by yourself, the first group that inspected some of the entrance found writing on the wall that implied something in there that attacks loners."

by **The Recon Empire** » Sun Jun 04, 2017 6:22 pm

The National Archaeology Institute was over the moon regarding the foreign invitation. The Ministry of Culture had also approved of the expedition, and a small group of bureaucrats were assembled quickly to embark on the expedition.

As the small chartered plane landed on the tarmac, a stream of Foreign Ministry officials, interpreters, archaeology professors, alongside a few Lieutenant-Colonels was scheduled to meet with the colonial government. The Ministry's aides as well as the professors' students were also present. Leading the first contact with the Shwe Tu Colony was Mr Jason Horn, a 36-year-old senior Foreign Ministry counselor.

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Sun Jun 04, 2017 11:22 pm

Assuming they already landed in Shwe Tu Colony, the tarmac they landed on would turn out to be some floating platform kept in the air by jets and magic, this platform descending onto the ground and somehow becoming part of it. Once it lands, Ir'a gets up to meet with them before saying in English, "welcome to Shwe Tu Colony, our local leader is not present but Sekka Verndara from our founding civilization will meet with you."
Ir'a Tar'rama would certainly look quite bizarre to most nations unfamiliar with demons of his kind. His skin was red, and curved horns like that of a ram stuck out from his head, a fire between these horns.

by **Opteris** » Sun Jun 04, 2017 11:40 pm

A shuttlecraft descended from the sky, its exterior a dull metallic tan with small, wing-like stricture comprised of a partially transparent red material. A door within opened, releasing at robotic insectoid somewhat resmbeling a giant mechanical fly. It was smaller overall in size than a human, mostly due to lacking in tallness. Its width was about equal to one, and it's length considerably larger. It flittered its transparent, orange wings as it approached.

The machine spoke, its translated speech not completely drowning out the complex series of beeps and clicks it used to communicate verbally in general.

"Opteris received communication. Opteris desires additional information on unidentified civilisation. This unit identifies as Designated Excavation Unit #0008DC65A1. Opteris greets you."

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Mon Jun 05, 2017 7:38 am

"Ah, hello there then," Ir'a greets, "Shwe Tu Colony and our founding civilization Parfuhmerie are an economic civilization who is always looking for the next business opportunity not detrimental to our people. Our tech level is pretty obvious based on the workers hauling away stone from this quarry. At least, somewhat." By this point, only one group of workers and their behemoth is still on the quarry grounds, taking out a chunk of the mountain through a combination of the behemoth's powerful tusks & the laborers' drills.

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Tue Jun 06, 2017 7:48 pm

Suddenly, another portal opens nearby & a man with two curved horns, lilac skin, a purple beard, an outfit that greatly fits the Renaissance era of Shwe Tu Colony, & a basic musket-like gun at his side exits from it, smoking a cigarette just far enough as to prevent anyone from getting second-hand smoke inhalation. "Well," he mutters out, "that was a pretty boring party." After glancing for a moment at the group with Ir'a, he decides to stick around for a little while, setting up another lawn chair of sorts by Ir'a & putting away his cigarette in his pocket, somehow not setting himself on fire.

by **Libraria and Ausitoria** » Thu Jun 08, 2017 1:54 pm

[OOC: This looks like fun! Hope you don't mind if I join in.

For foreign observers, please note that, as with everything else in my cannon that is of a dubiously acceptable nature, I will RP in a sufficiently ambiguous manner to satisfy all reasonable interpretations.

Anyway, my future posts will be shorter. This is simply me tidying up before we begin. IC:]

Publarcania
...for all things must begin somewhere...

“Well well, here we go again,” said the Viscount Vickers, Space Strategos, his cloak sparkling black.

Publarcania - formerly, Great Republicania - was the most in-between place anyone had yet noticed. Originally in Mystria, it was an oval-shaped state a mere dozen kilometers across, now somehow set on top of a mountain that jutted out of the Dauggerland marshes in northern Panessos, “where earth, water, sky, civilizations, and people meet”^TM (if you believed the tourist brochures), home to a thriving city of millions of mostly-Aestorians of every conceivable species, and home to the highest readings of the Arcane and Fractal Constants (A and F) in Aestoria - which were, of course, not at all constant, varying wildly with everything from space to time.

As such it was inevitable that Publarcania was the home of the Aestorian Supernatural Sciences Institute, where they were doing their damndest to do themselves out of a job by resolving and unifying the unholy trinity of relativity, quantum mechanics, and the absurd; with the general aim of dimensional manipulation to allow faster space flight - for if one law would always hold true, it was Aestoria’s desire for infinite trade. Really they should have been called variables, but on the other hand, almost nothing makes sense - and certainly nothing in Publarcania was particularly planning to make any sense.

The Viscount and the Turqoise Prince Kazpia had reached the end of the queue at The Burger Palace in the Center of the Universe, inevitable forerunner to the Pizza Parlour at the Beginning of the Universe, which was better known for hosting The War of the Pizzas. The Burger Palace was, as was typical, filled with students and lecturers.

“A niko-banger,” said the Prince Kazpia, bedecked in peacock feathers, “with a Panda on the Rocks”. He was referring to their last meeting on the subject, but it seemed like a reasonable order to make in a burger palace which professed to sell everything. The red chicken who was serving him paused, raised a nonplussed eyebrow, and then shrugged and turned around. “A hot-dog with some iced sugary drink, with a dash of indigo” she called to the kitchen.

“And me, too,” said the Viscount.

“Make that two,” shrieked the chicken, and then the Viscount and the Prince stepped sharply to the right to pay, for there was a queue forming behind them.

“Make that three,” called the person behind them, Richard Whittingrey, a similarly diminutive figure in golden cloth who had somehow sidled up behind the pair.

“Do any of these people here look likely?” the Viscount asked, after he had paid the giant snail with a silver shilling. He was staring across the tables at the sea of faces from the Institute.

“Well, we’re looking for archeologists of the Imperial Society for Subterranean Exploration, familiar with the arcane, amberum, fractal realities, and the northern lights,” replied the Turqoise Foreign Secretary. “How do we find one?”

“You missed out Quaestor,” said Richard. “We need an explorer, an adventurer, of the opportunist, hold-my-horse-while-I-think-of-the-name-for-a-personal-principality sort. With a dash of caution and paranoia and business acumen. We need someone at the top of the middle of the road, a centrist-in-chief. Take the bar over their - filled with mere muscle. Take that cafe over there - far too settled. But somewhere in this burger palace? At once respectable and adventurous; established and moderate yet exciting and dangerous yet comfortable.”

“Also, it’s currently a free lunch period only for the Archeology students, so pretty much anyone here,” said the Viscount, who felt that the Whittan Secretary had babbled enough.

“Who here fancies an adventure?” announced the Turqoise Prince loudly.

“Salary: 600,000, scientific and supernatural aptitude, required, probably for your own safety, rank awarded: Baronet, and the Academy will give special leave for the duration. Who’s first?”

A few men leapt up from their seats, but most of the people who had looked up from their lunches were busy checking their phones for a picture of the Turquoise Secretary to check that it was him.

“No, sit down again,” said the Viscount. “That Professor over in the corner daydreaming of an unlikely adventure - yes, you - you’re just the sort."

"And that girl who won’t stop giggling thoughtfully - yes, you too," said the Turquoise Prince.

"The Professor looking up and trying not to catch anyone’s eye - perfect,” said the Whittan Secretary.

They continued in this vein for some time, until they had chosen a dozen people. It was not quite how they had expected the selection process to work, and it would have made the well-honed bureaucracy they came from shudder to the marrow. But fate has a lot to do with these things, and none of them felt it was wise to fight such things here. After all, was it not written that Aestoria was fated with infinity?

Well, it was now, fate decided.

Cuh'ti Qut quarry
...and then: begin again...

The Aestorians arrived promptly - by several helicopters, from a naval battle group. Handy to have so many fleets scattered over the world’s oceans.

The leader of the expedition was the first person picked out - Professor Lord Herbert Diggory, FISSE, a geologist who was more at home underground exploring the vast lakes that lie below Ausitoria than he was at home in the air. As such he was the first off the helicopter, his brown anorak flapping below the whirling blades, and, like a sail, propelling him towards the gathering group.

“Ah, oh, um, hello, Sirs, Madams,” he said, as his cohort started to exit the helicopters behind him.

Drawing himself up to his full height, which was not that much, he continued.

“Professor Lord Herbert Diggory, of The Aestorian Delegation from the Imperial Society for Subterranean Exploration, at your service.”

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Thu Jun 08, 2017 3:57 pm

"Ah, welcome!" greets Ir'a, "we'll probably wait for a few more people before we start getting into the temple. Anyways, I'm Ir'a Tar'rama of Parfuhmerie." Being an early autumn day, there was a slight, chilly wind blowing in from the mountain circle surrounding Shwe Tu Colony that blew west; the only areas not blocked by mountains were a fairly narrow passageway north from the quarry & the wider coast on the western side. Said wind was gently blowing the crude garden-like set of flowers in front of the temple entrance, carrying with it the aroma of the sunflowers & poppies. Getting mildly hungry, Ir'a opens a portal & grabs a backpack, which he opens & grabs something that greatly resembles an MRE despite its anachronistic position in a Renaissance-era world. Opening it, he takes out a a bowl of brown rice, some dried fish, an apple, & a carrot before eating the meal.

by **Libraria and Ausitoria** » Sun Jun 11, 2017 9:27 am

“Ah yes, wibbly wobbly… portals,” said the geologist, reaching instead into his pockets for a chocolate biscuit. His team were fanning out behind, checking luggage - besides the twelve explorers, there were three engineers, two cooks, a reporter, a liaison from the Foreign Ministry, a Physicist and an Alchemist from the Ministry of Science’s Policy Department, four agents from the Ministry of Intelligence, four people from the Special Forces, and a further four Space Marines - 33 in all; a product of the paranoid motto “expect the unexpected”.

“Mind if we do a seismographic survey?” he asked.

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Sun Jun 11, 2017 12:17 pm

"No idea what that is, but sure," replies Ir'a, "by the way, Shwe Tu Colony is underground & there's a fair chance the temple runs deep inside the mountain. Not sure if that my affect your seismographic survey, but eh... that's a pretty large force you have there behind you, at least, in comparison to the others here. If there's one thing I know about the Thryllasian Region, though, it's that there are usually weird things hidden in the ruins & such we have, so I'm sure they'd be useful. By the way, the guy behind me is Ka'tyu Za'v, a member of the same group I'm in & Shwe Tu Colony's diplomat."

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 4:00 pm

Ka'tyu takes out a glass of wine & takes a sip from it while a mildly chilly wind with a slight aroma of poppies blows through the trees, shaking their leaves enough to create some noise. Likewise, another light breeze blows out from the temple entrance, this time with the slight scent of a durian & a fragrance of poppies & tea. For a moment, it would appear the penguin statues would blink & four ghosts — one looking much like a Mayan priest, another a woman in maroon clothing & ram horns from some sort of headdress, a third a confident-looking young man with some feathers decorating his clothing, & a penguin with an assault rifle — would momentarily appear from the entrance of the temple.

by **The Recon Empire** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 8:02 pm

As professional diplomats, Jason Horn met with Sekka Verndara along with the delegation. Aided by his translators, Mr Horn expressed the country's goodwill towards the colony, and hopes to learn more about the culture and where the archaeologists can begin work. A few diplomatic proposals were also offered, including contingency diplomatic protection for the archaeologists, diplomatic immunity for foreign service staff, and security measures as well as evacuation plans. Insurance were also discussed to ensure the safety of the travelling Reconian delegation.

However, deep down, the counselor was rather taken aback by the unique characteristics of his Shwe Tu counterparts, and wished he had been back at his home country rather than out here. Judgemental as he was, he reported back to his superiors at the Ministry that all was well, and that the meeting had been amiable.

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Thu Jun 15, 2017 8:20 pm

Meeting with Sekka, who was fluent in English with no hint of an accent, would reveal the following information

Demons were apt to choose the option that would be best to preserve themselves, Sekka fairly similar in that he tried to make the diplomatic meeting end with a good deal for both sides.

by **Gogol Transcendancy** » Fri Jun 16, 2017 3:30 pm

The four person aircar hovered over the site, before settling down quietly on its electric fans. Four Transcendancy citizens exited, their robotic bodies indistinguishable from human baseline through the magic of programmable matter; archeologist Margaret Bracewell and historian Robert Harding, both of the Anson History Institute, physicist Abigail Sanderson from the Boltzmann Hub Laboratory, and supernatural researcher Daniel Chao, of the Transcendancy's Anomaly Research Program.

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Fri Jun 16, 2017 3:42 pm

Gogol Transcendancy wrote:The two person aircar hovered over the site, before settling down quietly on its electric fans. Four Transcendancy citizens exited, their robotic bodies indistinguishable from human baseline through the magic of programmable matter; archeologist Margaret Bracewell and historian Robert Harding, both of the Anson History Institute, physicist Abigail Sanderson from the Boltzmann Hub Laboratory, and supernatural researcher Daniel Chao, of the Transcendancy's Anomaly Research Program.

"Ah, welcome to Shwe Tu Colony's archaeology site!" greets Ir'a as he approaches them, head on fire as per usual, "I am Ir'a Tar'rama & I will be our surprisingly large expedition group's guide into the depths of the temple that we recently found at the quarry site found by my civilization. Currently, I think we can wait a tad longer for another person to drop by, but we'll probably go in soon in case nobody else comes along. We'll see. If you want to do diplomatic interactions with Shwe Tu Colony & Parfuhmerie, speak with Ka'tyu Za'v." After saying this, Ir'a points to the person behind him on a lawn chair adjacent to another vacant lawn chair, the person having lilac skin, purple hair, a beard, Renaissance-era clothing, & two slightly curved horns on his head.

by **Gogol Transcendancy** » Sat Jun 17, 2017 2:30 pm

Shwe Tu Colony wrote:
Gogol Transcendancy wrote:The two person aircar hovered over the site, before settling down quietly on its electric fans. Four Transcendancy citizens exited, their robotic bodies indistinguishable from human baseline through the magic of programmable matter; archeologist Margaret Bracewell and historian Robert Harding, both of the Anson History Institute, physicist Abigail Sanderson from the Boltzmann Hub Laboratory, and supernatural researcher Daniel Chao, of the Transcendancy's Anomaly Research Program.

"Ah, welcome to Shwe Tu Colony's archaeology site!" greets Ir'a as he approaches them, head on fire as per usual, "I am Ir'a Tar'rama & I will be our surprisingly large expedition group's guide into the depths of the temple that we recently found at the quarry site found by my civilization. Currently, I think we can wait a tad longer for another person to drop by, but we'll probably go in soon in case nobody else comes along. We'll see. If you want to do diplomatic interactions with Shwe Tu Colony & Parfuhmerie, speak with Ka'tyu Za'v." After saying this, Ir'a points to the person behind him on a lawn chair adjacent to another vacant lawn chair, the person having lilac skin, purple hair, a beard, Renaissance-era clothing, & two slightly curved horns on his head.

Despite having read rather extensive dossiers on Shwe Tu prior to leaving on the mission, the entity in front of them still provided something of a shock to the team, out of whom only Daniel Chao, the ARP representative, had come into significant contact with seemingly physics violating entities before. Chao, having been effectively assigned for contact with such beings, strode up to to Ka'tyu. "Greetings", he said, somewhat cautiously extending a hand, "I am supernatural researcher Daniel Chao of the Gogol Transcendancy. You are Ka'tyu Za'v, I presume?"

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Sat Jun 17, 2017 3:54 pm

"Greetings," greets Ka'tyu as he does indeed shake Chao's hand, "I am indeed Ka'tyu Za'v, an ambassador of Parfuhmerie, the founding civilization of Shwe Tu Colony. I'm primarily here if anyone wants to take diplomacy with Shwe Tu Colony and Parfuhmerie. Apologies if our appearance is rather unusual, seems most here are a little unfamiliar with us, but I don't blame them, especially with Ir'a's burning head. If you'd like, I can explain the apparence of the inhabitants of Parfuhmerie and Shwe Tu Colony, including Ir'a's and my own. "

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Sun Jun 25, 2017 9:18 pm

Unknown Location
With its hatchet crashing against the stone floor, the mighty armored beast wandered the massive halls — perhaps a tomb it had made for itself — the cloth banners attached to its massive arms flying in the unusually drafty area. Eventually, it came upon a large room that was also an intersection into three other hallways in the cardinal directions, the corners of the area being blocked off with rope & post fences, for in those corners were deep pits that were obscured by darkness.

OOC: This is my way of bumping.

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Wed Jul 05, 2017 3:36 pm

OOC: To the front page!

by **Gogol Transcendancy** » Sun Jul 09, 2017 1:34 pm

Bracewell stood up. "We've been waiting for quite a while and there's been no new arrivals. I think we might want to set off soon.", she said to Ir'a. "Also, the sensors on the aircar have been detecting some small scale seismic disturbances in the area beneath us. They aren't fine enough to determine the source , but I feel like we might already have company in the tomb. It'd be a shame if someone or something wrecked it or made off with valuables before we entered."

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Sun Jul 09, 2017 1:45 pm

Gogol Transcendancy wrote:Bracewell stood up. "We've been waiting for quite a while and there's been no new arrivals. I think we might want to set off soon.", she said to Ir'a. "Also, the sensors on the aircar have been detecting some small scale seismic disturbances in the area beneath us. They aren't fine enough to determine the source , but I feel like we might already have company in the tomb. It'd be a shame if someone or something wrecked it or made off with valuables before we entered."

"Yes, I think we should begin," Ir'a replied, "also, that sounds interesting... whatever it is, hopefully it won't be troublesome. Oh, & the Ka'tyu we have on the lawn chair is currently an illusion, but we can still ask him things." After saying this, Ir'a began to walk towards the entrance to the temple, rotating his spear so that the part lacking the point was facing up before lighting it on fire with his head. "According to the first few that took a moment to look at this first part," he begins, "this location was named Garactum Shuni & it was a temple complex for some demons, but other than that, the rest is distorted & written in another language..."

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Tue Jul 18, 2017 11:33 pm

OOC: To the front page/bump

by **Shwe Tu Colony** » Fri Aug 11, 2017 8:51 pm

OOC: With the lack of activity, I may close this thread & have it automatically resolve itself, sending everyone home & giving them various artifacts & other such items.

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