Chaldea's Gate (MT|NOW TAKING APPLICATIONS)

[Vlasdol]

OOC: Any nations who wish to participate can check out the founding legislation on my nation, then tg me their application

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IC, From the perspective of Director Clarissa Marie
[LOCATION: THE ISLE OF MAN IMPERIAL PALACE]

For the first time since my knighting, I am here, with Her Imperial Majesty. Telling me about Chaldea's Gate, her plan to standardise civil research. Naturally, she chose me for the position, as Vlasdol's leading authority on civil rights. It's about time I've been recognised, and haven't been made an 'assistant' or whatever, I'm the director. As for my staff, largely un-notable scientists of different varieties. Furthermore, I have no clue who from other nations I will be working with.

IC, From the perspective of Director Clarissa Marie
[LOCATION: CHALDEA'S GATE]

Finally, I have arrived at Chaldea's Gate, gone down the slow and ominous elevator and begun having a look around. Despite being fully built, the facility was lightly furnished, and besides the Vlasdolians and Revolutionary Guardsmen, the place was completely empty, thats fine.

I will fix that in due time.

[Vlasdol]

OOC: Just some things I need to mention, the roleplay is not about the science itself, as most people in this RP will have very little ideas about their character's discipline. It is instead about the characters themselves.

IC, From the perspective of Director Clarissa Marie

After 3 hours, other personnel have finally begun arriving, while I have some dossiers on most of the people i'd be working with, some of the people were quite bizarre looking. From Chemist Kurolo from Shavo being a short old man covered in burns, to Micheal Var from Tursvania looking like a lumberjack. Of course, I was no exception, my orange eyes and white hair sticking out from anywhere. Regardless, with many key personnel having arrived, it was time to give an address speech.

The entire 20 members of the scientific staff were gathered in the Euclid Auditorium, the main meeting room of Chaldea's Gate, I'd better not mess this up. I walk in, up to the lectern and tap on the microphone, sending horrible screeches of feedback through the room.

"Ahem..." The room fell silent, "Hello scientists, engineers and doctors from across the globe, we are gathered here, in Chaldea's Gate, for one purpose, a purpose that all nations can agree on, from Alperia to Pedigo, we need to ensure the survival of humanity. So the WPC has constructed this facility, so that the best and brightest from among humanity can work on this purpose, free from the risks of war, politics and other pointless distractions. I am your director, Clarissa Marie from Vlasdol, uh... I am a theoretical physicist, specialising in mathematics and sociology.

For now, the WPC is uncertain as to how well this program will work, so you'll find most of our resources are donations from Vlasdol. Most notably, St. Atlantes' Bibliotheca, as well as access to the DAX Cunningham Gallery. Furthermore, many of our maintenance personnel are from Vlasdol, however, our security team are members of the Revolutionary Guards, to ensure impartiality.

The next few weeks will be a bit of a settling in period, as we figure out a schedule and organise divisions. And receive our proper equipment, until then, you'll have to make do mostly with theoretical work.

For now, we have very few actual divisions due to a lack of personnel, the ones we do have are theory, headed by me, engineering, with robotics, civil and mechanical engineering falling under that category, headed by Victor Edmund and Chemistry, headed by Mosvi Kurolo.

Well, that covers all that I have to say, for now, mingle with your fellow scientists. Thank you."

Having finished the speech, I returned to my room. Like all the other personnel, the room has a bed, toilet, shower and wardrobe. Ugh, thats enough public speaking for today. If anybody needed me, they could find me.

[Tursvania]

Micheal walked into his room and laid on the bed. He's not a social person,being personally close with Edward. Though most of his projects were for civilians,mainly prosthetic limbs and he's been working on a working prosthetic heart, he has enjoyed some classified military missions, recently a scout mission in the frontlines,cross country skiing.

"If this were for military,I would have already killed some people here." He thought.

He opened his journal, with several pages with Edward's handwriting on tasks to do. He took out his robotic tea maker too,after he was confirmed to be addicted with tea. Tea was his coffee.

He just thought how long would he be here.

[Cloumunisia Minor]

IC, From the Perspective of Head Engineer Victor Edmund. Transcripts from his Journal

I arrived now on the Chaldea's Gate with my crew of 100 Men, a Worthy Group of my own Colleagues ready to research for the betterment of the People and the World. Actually, don't quote that, that makes me so much more narcissistic than I really am. Oh no that sounds worse ahh crap..
Ignore that horrid Introduction, this is my Story in Chaldea's Gate.

5 Days before Siberia
I was lying in my Bedroom in Geneva, Switz Mittelia Region. Life in the Engineering Laboratory there has always been Unstable. And we and my Crew, as Proffesional as we may be, were more scared of the Occasional Antiitalianelle than the off chance of a Deadly Mechanical Experiment or Machine going Wrong and Rouge. And then, I woke up and saw a notification on my phone, fuck it, it was way more than 1. If I was to believe my own eyes I saw at Least 20 Notifications on my Phone. All telling, notifying me, and Requesting me to check about the all new Chaldea's Gate Facility opening up in Rural Siberia. The Gate did not come out of nowhere, I am not a slowpoke on the latest news on Scientific Development and I knew I was interested in going there with my Colleagues and some other people to arrive at the Gate. I have been practicing all of my Social Skills for this Trip, which I am certainly estimating to take a few Months or Years. At least, I had no other chance than this to contribute to the People!

3 Days before Siberia
Now, I heard the News today, Different Scientific Groups across the World had recieved their Envelopes regarding their acceptance into the Collective of Scientific Knowledge. And now, my Scientific Collective in Switz Mittelian Laboratory received the letter, but hating spoilers, they refused to open it. I knew how unlikely it was to get accepted, Chaldea's Gate only accepted Three Scientific Collectives for Cloumunisia. Maximum 100. My men and women were very anxious, we all were. Who did not want to be part of a higher calling?
While there were 15 Applicant Collectives which significantly decreases the odds of passing. I call everyone in the Lab thru Loud Speaker to coal late into the Meeting Hall. I make an opening speech, yadda yadda. And as I say: "And the results of our Application to Chaldea's Gate is..."
And as I open the envelope, I see: To the Collective of Mittle Switzen Labratoree, You have been Proclaimed as the Top Candidate for Chaldea's Gate. When I read that out loud, Me and my group was screaming in Joy and jumping like a group of preschoolers whose teacher proclaimed that classes were suspended. As my Group settled down, I prepared all my equipment and luggage, all those notes and collections of our years of research were prepared by the rest of our group as we recieved another letter from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. We were to arrive at Wurst Airport in Switzerland (It is an unintentional Pun Okay). We are about to go now in about 3 Days, hoorah!

To Be Continued

[Cheeki Breeki Union]

As an invitation is sent to the Gopboss, Nikolai takes a read over the details. After much debate, Nikolai decides to send his best Theoretical Physicist, Anatoly Zelenko, to the facility. After another 50 physicists and a few engineers are selected and given a special ceremony in the front of the main government building in Odessa.

At Sibir
A procession of heavy cars are seen in the distance, with various cultural (Hardbass) songs being played. The physicists step out of the cars and walk towards the facility.

Guard: "Name?"
Zelenko: "Anatoly Zelenko"
Guard: "Field of study?"
Zelenko: "Physics"

The guard takes a look at all the documents, then stamps approved on the top sheet.

Guard: "down the hall and to your left will be an elevator, go down to the -25 floor."

The guard stands up and sees the Scientists' clothing, which are all Tracksuits with the official Science division emblem near where the heart would be.

Guard: "Aren't you a little cold? This is Sibir."
Zelenko: "No, we are fine, and thank you for the directions"

The big and heavy doors open, and the team walks in.

[Tursvania]

Micheal has been overhauling his robot's programming when he fell asleep trying to figure out the process. He quickly woke up though,sipping more tea,his 5th cup.

For some reasons he heard a faint hardbass music. He just didn't care. The lift opened and some gopnik looking person walked out of the lift.

Micheal,already having his eyes look red from deprivation of sleep, continued overhauling his robot when the scientist gave his hand. He shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you."

[Cheeki Breeki Union]

Shaking the man's hand.

Zelenko: "Glad to meet you too. I am Anatoly Zelenko, from the Cheeki Breeki Union. Could you point us in the direction of our rooms?"

[Vlasdol]

IC, From the perspective of Director Clarissa Marie

I was walking through a corridor, looking at some more dossiers when I heard some god-awful music coming from the entrance lobby. Must be the Gopniks. I began walking over to greet them, when I see that Dr. Var is already shaking the hand of one... Dr. Zelenko? I think that was it. Entering the conversation, I extended my hand to the slav.

"Hello Dr. Zelenko, I'm Clarissa Marie, the Director of Chaldea's Gate. You are one of the theoretical physicists, yes?"

[Shavo]

[AUDIO LOG #001]

"I have no idea what I'm supposed to do here, I wasn't paying attention when that one guy was talking. They have lots of fun stuff here, though. All the other scientists smell bland. I think I'm the Head Chemist here. Why not keep an audio log, huh?
Barx is an idiot. He sends the man who designed his chemical WEAPONS to a research base in which we're not making military items- sailued.

"I think everyone here may end up being introverted ñetetzy, which might be helpful. I should make friends. Or I could wait. I could sit in my room. They have food here. We're supposed to preserve the human race- like we deserve to remain alive. Pathetic. Oh well.
It was cold here at first. Now it's OK.
"I wonder if that Zelenko guy is any fun. We will find out soon. I plan on giving the first person to be rude to me an everlasting rash.
Kal feör ñetöle, kömorkaedy. U tkalox be moy, zyloel.
Kurolo öit."

[Cheeki Breeki Union]

IC, From the perspective of Director Clarissa Marie

I was walking through a corridor, looking at some more dossiers when I heard some god-awful music coming from the entrance lobby. Must be the Gopniks. I began walking over to greet them, when I see that Dr. Var is already shaking the hand of one... Dr. Zelenko? I think that was it. Entering the conversation, I extended my hand to the slav.

"Hello Dr. Zelenko, I'm Clarissa Marie, the Director of Chaldea's Gate. You are one of the theoretical physicists, yes?"

Looking over, and shaking Marie's hand
Zelenko: "Glad to meet your acquaintance.... Miss Marie? Yes, I am one of the theoretical physicists, mainly for rocke..."

The Hardbass gets louder, causing some items on the table to rattle
Zelenko: "Excuse me for one second."

Zelenko rushes into his nation's room and a loud crash is heard, and the Hardbass has stopped
Zelenko: "Forgive me. My comrades are just settling in. Now where was I? Ah yes. I am the lead physicist for rocketry in the Cheeki Breeki Union. We gopniks have had always a fascination in space, mainly due to the colors being the same as our tracksuits, and I do hope some new progress can be made here."

[Vlasdol]

IC, From the perspective of Director Clarissa Marie

"Excellent, as do I." I winced at a particularly loud crashing sound, "I look forward to working with you. But please avoid playing that music in the bibliotheca and laboratories. There's enough priceless items in there to bankrupt whoever buys it. I see you've met Dr Var, well I'll let you two get back to it." I walked back to my room. From what I can see, the gopniks are very similar to what the dossiers say. Loud, tracksuit-wearing, I hope they break that stereotype in the laboratory. Otherwise my main interest for coming here will be for nought.

[Cloumunisia Minor]

1 Day before Siberia
Wurst Airport, Mittleswiss Region

Me and my Squad of 100 Men and Women have now arrived at the Wurst Airport. My Sheer amount of Notes and Laboratory Equipment fill the Trucks and Cars that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and Transportation was so corteous to lend us. Our Flight unto Chaldea's Gate was to be met and escorted by the Politburo themselves. Well only an Introduction and speech, but you know,any meeting with the Politburo is a meeting with the Politburo. As I arrive at the Airport Lobby, I notice that we got not a mere Commercial Class Plane but we got an exclusive View into one of the greatest Cloumish Commercial Planes, The Komityare 109.

As I arrived at the Airport Lobby, I saw what I was hoping for, the Politburo in their seats, Vicente in the Middle, Vylad to the Right, Jaune to the Left and Kyrir and Jose in the Center. Just in front of the Exit unto the Wurst Airport Runway, they greeted me and my crew with an astonishing speech about the progress of Cloumish Science and the Greater Global Collective. And as I followed forward to take pictures with the President and his staff, I never felt so befreinded and recognized. I was all over CNN News! Even the ICNS (Independent Cloumish National News) is praising my appointment as a National Delegate.

As I got on board at the Komityare 109 along with my freinds. I have recieved the time of my LIFE! The Party and Drinks were powerfully happy, and yes, I admit, I had some fun with the Air Hostesses. As embarrassing as it sounds. But, 15 Hours in is done in the Flight and I arrive. I am the Latest man on the Trip yet I was the Second Man Accepted into the Group, embarrassing as it may be. I am greeted by a dissapointed looking Woman, who introduced herself to be Director Clarissa Marie. She debriefed me more on my co workers, they were oddballs to say the least.
Micheal Var was assessed as easily addicted to substances and Easily Violent, a Sociopath I would NOT Fight.

Anatoly Zelenko, the Cheeki Breeki funtime Scientist. I like this man, so I have nothing else to say.
And then, Mosvi Kurolo, that man was a Bit Creepy to me. But I digress.
As I thank Clarissa for the Files and Dossiers regarding things related to my newfound work here. But as I thank her and try and get her hand for a little shake, she slaps away my hand away. She also says: "Sorry, that is all the time i have" as she walks away. Damn, My Playboy Reputation does not apply to the none number of serious relationships I was in. The hell?

As me and my Crew take their Bunks, which can be classified as 3 star Hotels. But nonetheless it was a very nice Bunk.
I took the One day Meal I prepped for myself, and went around door to door along with my colleagues and I went on and slept at the literal 24th Hour of the Day. Needless to say, I regret passing out in the Bunk of my Last Colleague, coincidentally a Woman. I hope I dont get shit for my First day in the Gate because of this. It was an accident I swear. Oh god, this is going to be a horrible adventure for me.

To Be continued, the Start of Siberian Science has Begun
Day 1 Soon

[Tursvania]

IC, From the perspective of Director Clarissa Marie

I was walking through a corridor, looking at some more dossiers when I heard some god-awful music coming from the entrance lobby. Must be the Gopniks. I began walking over to greet them, when I see that Dr. Var is already shaking the hand of one... Dr. Zelenko? I think that was it. Entering the conversation, I extended my hand to the slav.

"Hello Dr. Zelenko, I'm Clarissa Marie, the Director of Chaldea's Gate. You are one of the theoretical physicists, yes?"

Looking over, and shaking Marie's hand
Zelenko: "Glad to meet your acquaintance.... Miss Marie? Yes, I am one of the theoretical physicists, mainly for rocke..."

The Hardbass gets louder, causing some items on the table to rattle
Zelenko: "Excuse me for one second."

Zelenko rushes into his nation's room and a loud crash is heard, and the Hardbass has stopped
Zelenko: "Forgive me. My comrades are just settling in. Now where was I? Ah yes. I am the lead physicist for rocketry in the Cheeki Breeki Union. We gopniks have had always a fascination in space, mainly due to the colors being the same as our tracksuits, and I do hope some new progress can be made here."

There's the rooms at your left. See you tomorrow.
It's..2:00 a.m... I'll go to sleep.

[Vlasdol]

IC, From the perspective of Director Clarissa Marie,

"Director, Dr Edmund is requesting the dossiers." Those were the first words I'd heard in quite some time, I began to sit up straight, my back audibly cracking from the sudden strain.
"Thank you doctor." Gathering up the dossiers I had put aside for the Cloumish group, I meet the doctor, a man of seemingly dubious... how do I put this? Sexual morality, and hand him the dossiers, he extends his hand to shake. "Sorry doctor, I need to head back to my office." As I stepped away, he looked quite stunned. Perhaps he misinterpreted?

[Cheeki Breeki Union]

After the depressed man leaves, I go and grab my stuff to my room, the furthest one away, I get look around. All I see is a desk, a bed, and a dresser. No windows seen.
"Hmm, small, but it'll do for now."
I unpack all items, mainly a couple changes of clothes and 36 pack of CBU vodka. Hearing my comrades the next rooms over, a party can be heard. Out of consideration of everyone else who does not party like it's the Fall of Berlin, I tell my comrades to settle down, and one can party a later day. I walk back into my room, and set down a picture of my wife and 4 year old son on the desk next to the vodka and settle in.

[Vlasdol]

IC, From the perspective of RVSIS agent [CLASSIFIED] "The Weasel" [CLASSIFIED]

It was no secret that RVSIS had its grubby mitts everywhere, many people think the intimidation and reputation of Vlasdol comes from its army, it does in fact come from the presence of RVSIS. Almost every organised nation in the world has RVSIS in its roots and Chaldea's Gate could be no exception. Who better to send than me? The personal agent of Her Imperial Majesty.
"Director," I said, not even she was aware of my presence in the facility, "Dr. Edmund is requesting the dossiers." She sat up, her back loudly cracking. There was no one else in here, if necessary, I could kill her now.
But just because I could, doesn't mean I should.

[Cheeki Breeki Union]

Journal Entry #1

Waking up from the tough beds, I grab a bottle and take a walk around the facility. The other nations give me a nasty look with me carrying vodka around, but we only have one life, so some fun is needed. Upon arriving to the CBU's area, I take note of the outdated equipment around here. Phones that still use a turn-dial, computers that can barely run the most popular built-in CBU game "Rush Mines", and equipment that I would've found in Babushka's basement. I kept telling the Gopboss that we should've imported our own equipment, but never did due to the risk of "Sekrit Dokuments". I sent the few engineers we brought with us to scavenge around, looking around for anything to improve my calculations.

"I sent a Gopnik to space. I will not do it again with technology like this."

The other leading scientists from the other countries are.... Interesting to say the least. The one from Shavo, who's name is too complicated to say, seems very distant from the rest, and I feel he watches me while I sleep. The one from Tursvania seems to sleep all the time. The only time I saw him was when he was drinking what seemed to be a litre of tea. The leading Vlsadol Director seems nice, but I haven't met her enough to know well enough. I will say for sure I must be one of the youngest leading scientists here, only a few years older than the Gopboss himself.

I should probably host a party for all here. That way I can know who I will be working alongside with, but I digress. I should focus on what actually matters: testing out new rockets for the motherland to more efficiently send Gopniks to space, and possibly to the moon. But did it have to be at such a cold place as this? I also disabled the camera in me and the rest of my comrades' rooms. I feel too uncomfortable in a Vlasdol-owned facility to start with, but they don't need to spy on me when I sleep.

~Stay Cheeki Breeki Motherland
Anatoly Zelenko

[Vlasdol]

IC, From the perspective of Director Clarissa Marie

This has been a very long phone call to Her Imperial Majesty. I submitted my first work report a day late and am now getting an earful.
"Yes, Your Imperial Majesty, most scientists have arrived... No, I haven't cured His Brilliancy yet... Yes I'm working on it." Ok, this has gone on long enough. "Uh, Your Imperial Majesty... I think that uhh the signals breaking up... Oh noooooo..."
click
I just hung up on probably the most powerful person on the planet. She and I both know that there would be almost no interference in signal ever in Chaldea's Gate. So, I probably will have to deal with a visit from The Cadre, or maybe the Knights Hospitaller. Either way, they can't shoot me or stab me.

[Tursvania]

I've tampered with the cameras a bit - a lot. Out of boringness I decided for it to only show my recording of me normally sleeping or working from my last mission. Meanwhile, I've finally figured out the encryption system of my robot helper I designed. What is left is to capture some photos of the director. Out of the way with the robot, I've been reading some guides made by me to fix my computer I customly designed. The Missle Simulator game, in-built in my computer has been refusing to load,mostly by some coding errors I made in the game code, thugh that will be fixed soon.

[Vlasdol]

IC, From the perspective of Director Clarissa Marie

I press the button and lean into the intercom, this was getting a bit childish honestly.
"Please excuse this interruption, tampering with security equipment in the facility is against the rules outlined in your contracts. While anyone who has previously tampered with security equipment, ie. cameras, will be acquitted, however, continuing to do so will result in disciplinary action, up to and including termination of position. I don't want it to come to this and these are not my words, I am merely quoting the directives given to me by the WPC. Thank you. Oh, and Dr Zelenko please come to my office as soon as possible. Thank you."

[Cheeki Breeki Union]

Upon hearing my name being called, my fellow comrades look at me and take a shot, usually meaning they will most likely never see the person they drink for again. I gulp and grab my documents and head to the Director's office.

"You wish to see me?"

[Vlasdol]

IC, From the perspective of Director Clarissa Marie,

When Dr Zelenko enters the room I stand up, and grab the envelope on my desk, I turn to him and begin to speak:
"Dr, Here is your 24 hours notice. Congratulations, you are being promoted to the theoretical physics division head."

[Cheeki Breeki Union]

Standing dumbfounded

"Wait, me division head?"

I take the envelope and walk out, my comrades waiting on the staircase below, wondering the results.

"Tovarishi, tonight... We party!"

Cheers are heard, and preparations in the CBU lab are underway, because if there's one thing a Gopnik knows how to do, is how to throw a party.

[Tursvania]

Goddamnit, they won't allow tampering with the cameras. Perverts,always spying on everyone. I'm too lazry to write much,been low on tea today.

[Cloumunisia Minor]

Day 7, Chaldea's Gate Experience.

These past few days at Chaldea's Gate are so fucking hectic. I had to literally rebuild a laboratory from Damn Scratch and reorganize our Notes, Equipment and Scientific Books, adjust our schedules and make sure we had every single piece of our Work and Equipment untouched and in order.
I still remember how much heavy lifting we had to make fixing our stuff, placing tables and books. Just in the name of order.
I was so comitted to my job that week that I lacked the Stamina to enjoy myself when I came back to my Bedroom.
I believe in Vlasdol, there is a quote for that. I think its: "No time to Wank, all the time to Work"
For the first time in my Life my work was so exciting and vigorous that it refreshed me. Machines were always my goal in life. And now the rest of my life was devoted to them. I have acheived Nirvana.

Second Week in the Job. Chaldea's Gate.
I have been able to manage the Lab now and we are doing research on Circuits, Levers and Conductors and stuff like that. I lost track. Chaldea's Gate and its facilities helped us Modernize our equipment and get rid of our old ones. I also found out that the Cheeki Breeki Scientist Zelenko and Tursvania's Var has been called out for Camera Tampering. I find that both Funny and ominous. So I decide to make an alternative solution to secure my privacy for very questionable hours of the day. Putting a Sign out in front of the Camera saying: "Yall nasty if you want to see what is going on now please look later." I would of course remove the papaer sign from the camera once I was done and ready to go to bed.
And then, I dont know what else will happen. I might start making Foreigners Freinds here. Maybe Division Head Zelenko is a good person to start acquainting myself with. Toodle-o!