NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Well, if anyone remembers the 'International School' thread, I'm trying to reincarnate that here. Looking for teachers, students, security, etc.. If you want to join, just post here. I hope to get this up and running soon. Thanks to Pheonixus for some course descriptions.

Burnsian International University
The Best and Brightest in the World, All Together

Map of the Campus (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v17/commando_burns/mc.gif). The letters below all buildings except for the dorms indicate where classes are taken. Indicated in the 'Courses Offered' section by the 'Location' statistic.

Courses Offered:

Business Management

Students in the Business Managment course learn the fine points of owning, operating, supplying, and keeping a business. Topics covered in the course are Accounting, Stock Portfolios, Human Resources, Shrewd Marketing, Marketing, and Aggressive/Passive Companies.

Number of Slots Filled/Open: 58/12
Location: A
Professor: Thomas Barlow

Scientific Research

This course is deisgned to give bright, prospective scientists the chance to really let go and design whatever they want. All students are given whatever materials they require in order to complete their project, given that their research into their project is detailed, and that its nothing too dangerous.

Number of Slots Filled/Open: 50/20
Location: B
Professor: Andreas Rhoodie, PhD,

International Studies

The modern world runs on the efforts of diplomats. The course will provide post-graduate degrees in Political Science, International Relations, and International Business. The IoIS will also house a full accredited law school providing LLBs in International Law, Maritime Law, Laws of War, Treaty Law, etc., as well as training in both Common and Civil Law systems.

Number of Slots Filled/Open: 12/48
Location: C
Professor: Andy Harwick, Salius Zavado

Agricultural Economics

Covers the single equation regression model. Properties of least-squares estimators under various specifications. Multicollinearity, heteroskedasticity, serial correlation, generalized least squares.

Number of Slots Filled/Open: 12/48
Location: E
Professor: Walter Bennett

Leadership: Military

Introduction to effective leadership. Communications. Value of the Army. Responsibilities of military officers and professionalism. Laboratory includes tactics, marksmanship training, and military skills.

Number of Slots Filled/Open: 58/2
Location: D
Professor: Barry Paneful

Clinical Emergency Medicine Research

Research experience in data collection, data entry, statistical analysis and manuscript preparation. Opportunity for work with an emergency medicine resident and faculty member on a single research project

Number of Slots Filled/Open: 8/52
Location: F
Professor: (OOC: Need Professor!)

ACCEPTING ONLY STUDENTS!

I can educate students in the art of killing.

-Barry Paneful

We see you need professors.......we have a professor, Walter Bennett, from the Kleiner Polytechnic University that just retired. He is an experienced physics, earth science, and forensics teacher, and is certified to work around research reactors and handle biological material.

Will he be useful? If you need any more data, just ask.

Xeraph would like to send some of our MASH Team members as adjunct professors to instruct those who wish to know how to set up and run emergency military units.

Prince Vlad, of the Grey Phoenix, in the Name of the Emperor

I'm willing to send professors over if you wish, especially for scientific research and military leadership. -The Great Leader Li.

RB:
We're sure that you would make a fine 'Leadership: Military' professor. Would you like to accept the job? Pay is set at $775,000/year.

http://www.engr.uiuc.edu/images/photos/administration/2002.dean/dean.daniels.headshotx300jpg.jpg
Ryan Bucharist
Burnsian International University
Dean of the Campus

Upper Xen: Yes, please send him. Standard pay is $775,000/year.

Xeraph: We're sorry, but we are more in need of professors or students right now. Could some of your team members teach classes in Medicine or Leadership?

MassPwnage: Thank you. Standard pay is $775,000/year.

OOC: ALL: REMEMBER that you have to RP these people!

I wish to enroll a single student, my son Darius Jaques III in your Business Management course as we are looking to start a state controlled arms company and we need a CEO with the know-how to run the company in the modern world. I ask, how much is the cost of this university per term?

Darius Jaques II, King of Popova

Walter Bennett saw the acceptance letter from the Burnsian International University, and went, "My goodness! I'm in! I could use the pay.....ever since I retired I've been bored silly."

He packed his suitcase, and called his travel agent. "Hello!? One one-way ticket to The Burnsian Desert, please. I have a job!!!!"

Several hours later, Mr. Bennett was on a Xenizen National Airways jet, business-class, sandwiched between a rude passenger who wouldn't stop talking, and a mother with a whiny kid who wouldn't shut up, either, running low on batteries for his laptop.

"I'm gonna be glad I came......" he thought. "Now, to survive this plane trip!"

From: BIU Admissions
To: Darius Jaques II, King of Popova

We would be absolutely delighted to have young Darius in our ranks. Standard tuition per term for the Business Management course is $21,000. Please refer to the map for more details (OOC: Located in the first post, near the top.). Thank you for choosing BIU!

http://www.engr.uiuc.edu/images/photos/administration/2002.dean/dean.daniels.headshotx300jpg.jpg
Ryan Bucharist
Burnsian International University
Dean of the Campus

I would like to enroll two young men, Mathias Hannebrink and Jaron Hagel. They will major in Military Leadership and International Studies, respectively.

I also have a couple of professors who would be interested in teaching Physics, History, and Political Science/International Studies. They all currently hold positions at the Royal University of Malkyer and are willing to take part in a faculty exchange program.

OOC: You know that you have to RP all of these people, right?

IC:

From: BIU Admissions
To: Malkyer

We are excited to have your students and professors in the new school year! Standard per term tuition is $21,000 and pay for professors is $775,000/year. Thank you for choosing BIU!

Professor Bennett soon arrived in the Burnsian Desert's main airport. Hiring a taxi, he sped towards the International University.

When he arrived, he went straight to the Administration area, and asked to see Dean Bucharist.

OOC: I'll RP them as much as possible, but I can't promise every day. Those are impressive salaries and low tutions. Nice. Oh, and I don't know that much about physics so I'm going to have to BS those classes. :D

Students:
Mathias Hannebrink-Military Leadership
Jaron Hagel-International Studies

Professors:
Dr. Andreas Rhoodie, PhD-Conceptual and Theoretical Physics/Applied Physics
Dr. Thomas Barlow-History/Culture (whichever kind you need, he's probably qualified)
Pfr. Andy Harwick-Political Science/International Studies

A smiling young receptionist greeted Prof. Kleiner and told him to sit down over by the potted plant. "Mr. Bucharist won't be long, he's meeting with a student."

After about a five minute wait, a young man in a suit with slicked-back hair emerged from the office, and with a quick "Thank you!" walked across the room to the parking lot. After him came Dean Bucharist, a slightly portly man in his mid-forties. Looking around for a moment, his eyes fell upon the professor. Smiling, he walked over and briskly shook the man's hand.

"Well hello there! You must be Professor Kleiner. I'm Dean Bucharist, the dean for the entire campus here. How was your flight over?"

((OOC: I wanna be International Studies dude!))

OOC: Memory slip, his name is Bennett. Sorry.

Professor Bennett walked up to Dean Bucharist, extended his hand, and said, "Hello! I am here to report for my new job as professor of sciences! What particular field are you in need of instructors? As stated on my resume, I can teach forensics, physics and earth sciences."

Upper Xen: Yes, please send him. Standard pay is $775,000/year.

Xeraph: We're sorry, but we are more in need of professors or students right now. Could some of your team members teach classes in Medicine or Leadership?

MassPwnage: Thank you. Standard pay is $775,000/year.

OOC: ALL: REMEMBER that you have to RP these people!

Yes, of course they could. MASH units are made up of Doctors and Nurses. We can send two of each as professors i your Med School. And no pay is necessary...they are already in the employ of the Empire.

Alaric

Darius Jaques III drove to the Dopko International Airport in his Ford '66 Mustang. He knew that it would be his last ride for a while. He parked outside the building and waited for his father and mother to show up. They were coming to wish him well and drive his car back to the palace. He saw the bright red paint of his fathers 2005 Nissan Z-350 and sighed. Although he and his father were best friends, cars had been the one thing they had never agreed on. His father and king liked new luxury cars, while Darius the third liked the old, powerful type. He watched his parents get out and waved hello. His mother walked up and gave him a giant hug.

"Oh Dari, I'm going to miss you so much!" she sobbed.
"Yeah mom, I'll miss you too" said Darius as he eased out of the embrace. He turned to his father. "Well, by dad. And don't let the country fall to peices without me around to hold it together." he said jokingly.
"I think I can handle it. Anyways, we'll get your car home, you better hurry. You don't want to miss your flight."
"Right. By, I'll call soon." and with that, he walked towards his terminal for his eight hour trip to the campus of his new collage.

TIOR: OOC: Student or Professor? I need students.

Upper Xen:

Dean Bucharist looked thoughtful for a second. "Hm. Well, you seem to be a very accomplished science professor. We would need you in Agriculture courses... and Scientific Reasearch. Will you take the job?"

Xeraph: We are in need of medicinal professors, so we could definately use your teachers. What are their names?

((OOC: I can be both.))

OOC: Eight hours later.

IC: Darius didn't much like flying and his fourteen times throwing up on the plane over proved it. When he landed and had his feet back on solid ground he called the taxi service to pick him up. He sat back as the taxi drove off towards the campus and looked at the map of the collage given to him in the pamphlet given out by the collage.

tag, i'll post later tonight, this looks cool. I have a character in mind that could be a student.

Bennett thought for a moment and said, "Well, I have little experience in Agriculture, however, I can prepare a course and teach the material if needed. However, Research would be my best field....but as the two positions are hand in hand, I will take them. I promise to do my utmost."

TIOR: OOC: Just be a student, I think that I'm good with professors right now. I'm putting in my own student soon, and I need you for one too. Can you send in an application?

TIOR: OOC: Just be a student, I think that I'm good with professors right now. I'm putting in my own student soon, and I need you for one too. Can you send in an application?

((OOC: Bah... sorry then. I wanted to be a professor. I don't need to RP what I am in real life XD. Thanks anyway.))

OOC: Tag for later reply, when I've got time.

OOC: Half an hour later... Sorry about the rush, I just want to get there. If I should slow down tell me. By the way, am I actually going to learn something about business management here or is it just for the diploma?

IC: Darius threw a ream of cash at the driver and walked out of the cab. He gaped in awe at the astonishing university, then walked towards the entrance. He followed his map until he found the administrations hall at the center of campus, where he asked the pretty receptionist if he could see the Dean of Admissions.

OOC: The classes are just basically for RP, but I'm sure some professors could make up some BS about it. I'm trying to focus this around students.

IC:

"Of course, sir. He's right around the corner there, across from the bathroom. I'll ring him and tell him that you are coming."

Darius thanked the girl and walked to where she had said to. He found a door with Dean Bucharist written in bold letters upon the fogged glass and knocked slowly.

RB:
We're sure that you would make a fine 'Leadership: Military' professor. Would you like to accept the job? Pay is set at $775,000/year.

http://www.engr.uiuc.edu/images/photos/administration/2002.dean/dean.daniels.headshotx300jpg.jpg
Ryan Bucharist
Burnsian International University
Dean of the Campus

I accept. However, I need you to provide pinkos for me to demonstrate on in front of the students, to instruct them in the art of torture.

-Barry Paneful

Mathias and Jaron walked into the sunlight out of the airport, and hailed a taxi.

"Can you take us to the Universiy? Thanks," Mathias asked. He turned to Jaron. The wo had been best friends growing up, and were both bright young men. Mathias was a little more studious and would probably graduate higher in the class, but Jaron was more sociable and more likely to make friend while at school.

"This is cool," he said.

"Hell yeah," responded his friend.

As they got out of the taxi at the Univeristy campus, they realized they didn't know where the Dean's office was.

"Crap," muttered Mathias, hoping a friendly student would see the confused foreigners and help them out. He turned when he heard a familiar voice.

"Mathias! Jaron! over here!" It was Dr. Barlow, a family friend of Mathias who was coming here to teach. He was standing with two other men.

"Lost? Come with us. We're on our way to see the Dean ourselves."

I can educate students in the art of killing.

-Barry Paneful
OOC:FOCLMFBO

Popova:

Dean Bucharist was seated in his chair, playing solitaire on his computer. As soon as he heard the knock, he promptly closed the window and said to the knocker, "Come in."

Bucharist walked over and opened the door, not being the most patient of sorts, and sized up the young man. "Oh," he said, "You must be Darius. I'm Dean Bucharist, the dean of this campus. Welcome to BIU."

Xeraph:

Very well. Will political prisoners suffice? We have the need to extract information from them. Swear you pupils to an oath of secrecy, because we cannot let the fact out that we torture prisoners. It would tarnish our international reputation.

TBD: I need a reply....

Darius looked at the dean and said "Thank you, I hope to learn alot here. Now, how should we start? I think that I should decide on secondary classes if I can or am I only here for a major?"

Application (OOC: part of) to Burnsien International University
Name: Bente Drunfjord
Sex: Female
Age: 22
GPA in secondary school: 3.982
CST score: 1340
Work experience: four years in the navy
Courses requested: International Studies, Military Leadership
note: Princess of Drunmark, heir(ess) to the throne of Callisdrun

OOC: She's not a spoiled brat by any means, royal children, especially the heir apparent, have it extremely tough during their required military service.

OOC: It's too late in RL for me to do a decent RP so I'll save that for later. However, I'm interested and have a few ideas that include a 1 Billion Dollar endowment from my nation (with, of course, a few conditions).

Timothy Carter stared at the application to Burnsian Internation University. He had filled out the paper work, and chose major in Business Management. He hoped that the university would accept his application, because he needed to learn some serious facts about business.

Timothy picked up his paperwork and carried it over to the fax machine.[/i] I hope they like what they see here. [/i]

P3X119:

From: BIU Admissions
To: Timothy Carter

Congratulations! Welcome to the Burnsian International University. Your application has been accepted. You are in Dorm Building 3, suite 502. We hope to see you soon!

http://www.engr.uiuc.edu/images/photos/administration/2002.dean/dean.daniels.headshotx300jpg.jpg
Ryan Bucharist
Burnsian International University
Dean of the Campus

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Callisdrun:

From: BIU Admissions
To: Bente Drunfjord

Congratulations! Welcome to the Burnsian International University. Your application has been accepted. You are in Dorm Building 1, suite 101. We hope to see you soon!

http://www.engr.uiuc.edu/images/photos/administration/2002.dean/dean.daniels.headshotx300jpg.jpg
Ryan Bucharist
Burnsian International University
Dean of the Campus

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Mauiwowee: OOC: Sure, just send something to Bucharist.

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Popova: "Well," said Bucharist, "You may take secondary classes, but it isn't required. We're sure that we have anything that you could want. What are you interested in?"

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Upper Xen: OOC: Sorry, didn't catch that.

Bennett thought for a moment and said, "Well, I have little experience in Agriculture, however, I can prepare a course and teach the material if needed. However, Research would be my best field....but as the two positions are hand in hand, I will take them. I promise to do my utmost."

"Very well. We have very curteous students here, and you're allotted any type of punishment for misbehavior that does not violate the law. I think that you've recieved your first paycheck, check your account. You are in Dorm Building 3, penthouse 500. I hope to talk to you again soon, professor," said Bucharist, smiling.

Upper Xen: OOC: Sorry, didn't catch that.



"Very well. We have very curteous students here, and you're allotted any type of punishment for misbehavior that does not violate the law. I think that you've recieved your first paycheck, check your account. You are in Dorm Building 3, penthouse 500. I hope to talk to you again soon, professor," said Bucharist, smiling.

Bennett smiled and said, "Thank you again, Dean. You will not regret this."

He then went to his assigned room, and unpacked his things. He then began to recharge his laptop.

As the laptop was recharging, he set about writing up an agriculutre course. Clearly, he needed info-knowing that soil Ph affects growth and that water affects growth were nice, and boll weevils were the enemy of cotton, but he needed more. He set out towards the library to get more data.

"I would also like to participate in your Scientific Research class, as we have a need for more advanced sciences at home." Darius said quickly, not wanting it to sound suspicious that they required new sciences.

OOC: ;)

From: Rachel Katrina Romonovov
To: Burnsian International University, ATTN: Admissions

Resume

Name: Rachel Katrina Romonovov
Age: 19
Criminal Record: Clean, 2 speeding tickets

Military Service: 3 Years, Marines
Civilian Service: 1 Year, Secretary, Burnsian General Transportation

Major: Business Management

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From: BIU Admissions
To: Rachel Katrina Romonovov

Congratulations! Welcome to the Burnsian International University. Your application has been accepted. You are in Dorm Building 2, suite 302. We hope to see you soon!

http://www.engr.uiuc.edu/images/photos/administration/2002.dean/dean.daniels.headshotx300jpg.jpg
Ryan Bucharist
Burnsian International University
Dean of the Campus

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Popova:

"Of course. Did I give you your room number? It's Dorm Building 2, suite 302. You'll be sharing with one Rachel Katrina Romonovov."

Darius started. A girl? Is that legal? He then went on to say,
"Alright, do I need anything else before I head there?"

"Um, I think that's it," said Bucharist. "You get a car (http://www.icms.net/images/hummer.jpg) to get around campus. Due to the school's limited budget, we can't supply you with a DVD player in the vehicle. But you do have a Monsoon sound system. Here are your keys," he said, handing Darius a pair of keys.

I would like to enroll my son in this academy. His name is Garulus, and I wish for him to take courses in everything a politician needs to know, money is no object.

Sweet! A free car? Darius thought. "I'll take it. Don't worry, I can get the DVD player myself. Now, I'll go check out my dorm." With that, Darius thanked the dean and walked out. He walked up to his burnt orange H2 provided to him and got in. He put his luggage in and drove towards his dorm, following the map. When he got there, he parked the car, and walked to his room. The door was shut, so he knocked and waited for an answer from his roommate.

Bennett smiled and said, "Thank you again, Dean. You will not regret this."

He then went to his assigned room, and unpacked his things. He then began to recharge his laptop.

As the laptop was recharging, he set about writing up an agriculutre course. Clearly, he needed info-knowing that soil Ph affects growth and that water affects growth were nice, and boll weevils were the enemy of cotton, but he needed more. He set out towards the library to get more data.

Need a response.

Need a response.

OOC: What am I supposed to say? The guy's in the library. You want info on agriculture? Because I can do that. :)

Sweet! A free car? Darius thought. "I'll take it. Don't worry, I can get the DVD player myself. Now, I'll go check out my dorm." With that, Darius thanked the dean and walked out. He walked up to his burnt orange H2 provided to him and got in. He put his luggage in and drove towards his dorm, following the map. When he got there, he parked the car, and walked to his room. The door was shut, so he knocked and waited for an answer from his roommate.

"Hold on!" said Rachel, quickly slipping on a pair of pants and a shirt. She walked over to the door and looked through the peep hole. Slightly surprised at having a boy at her dorm, she opened the door and said, "Hello?"

OOC: Cool...that would be nice.

OOC: Cool...that would nice.

OOC: You could just BS your way through the class. :)

Darius smiled at the girl and said, "Hey, I'm Darius Jaques III, and I guess we're roommates. What's your name?"

Perhaps you should create a class that focuses on religions around the world. That could be help full, and I would send several professors to help with that.

Roomates? What the hell? thought Rachel, opening the door a little wider. "I guess that makes sense," she said, "There's two bedrooms in here. My name's Rachel. Um, welcome to the dorm (http://www.crystalcruises.com/files/gallery/M8691BZ.jpg)," she said, with a small smile.

OOC: You could just BS your way through the class. :)


OOC: Anyway...

IC:

Prof. Bennett was busy taking off books on agriculutre from the shelves, and furiously taking notes. He could be seen at the copy machine, making copies, inserting coins. It got to the point where people began to look at him in a funny manner.

Perhaps you should create a class that focuses on religions around the world. That could be help full, and I would send several professors to help with that.

OOC: Well, the RP has kind of already started, and you'd have to RP all of the professors.

OOC: Well, the RP has kind of already started, and you'd have to RP all of the professors.

Then I shall only send one who specializes in the religion of Albinoism.

OOC: We'll put him in International Studies. What's his name?

Sweet. She's hot too. thought Darius with a grin. He walked into the dorm and looked around. It was very luxurious. He walked into his room and started unpacking.

OOC: We'll put him in International Studies. What's his name?

Salius Zavado

OOC: Okay. You can RP well, right?

OOC: Okay. You can RP well, right?

I would believe so.

bump

After several more hours, Bennett began to assemble the materials of his course, furiously typing on his laptop. He had never worked so hard in his life.

The course was simple. It would be a 5 unit course, going over basic topics like agronomy, how to plant efficently, plant biology, pollenation, and others.

In addition, he began to hammer out a textbook using the copies he made in the library. He had done this before in a rural school which had no forensics program, and could not buy texts. If he could do that, he could do it now.

ooc: mind if i send a medical research professor over?

The Professor is An Xia, a lizardman/human hybrid who has seen service as both a Research Scientist in The People's Republic Medi-Science Division and as a field medic on many blood soaked battlefields.

Also another military leadership professor candidate (in case the classes get too big), General Robert Fung of the Skorpion Raider Corps (Ret.), who is skilled at every form of warfare, especially informal and irregular warfare (i.e: terrorism, guerilla warfare etc.). He is a full human and thus won't frighten students.

i shall do whatever i can in teaching the art of military and whatever military sugject :sniper: :mp5:


> raoul strife < is my name

OOC: This post is inapplicable on Earth V

IC:

Dear sirs:

As the king of Mauiwowee, I view with incredible interest and hope the launch of an International Univeristy. With that in mind, I, through my royal treasury, am willing to donate the sum of One Billion U.S. dollars ($1,000,000,000.00) to your institution upon the following conditions:

1. One Hundred Million ($100,000,000.00) will be used to found and create the "Narcosis School of Law."

2. One Hundred Million ($100,000,000.00) will be used to establish scholarships to the "Narcosis School of Law" for deserving students, regardless of race, nationality, sex. religion, ethnicity, etc.

3. A minimum of twenty-five (25) students from Mauiwowee per year will be admitted to your undergraduate programs (whether they succeed or not shall be up to your professors, admission will not guarantee graduation or success).

4. The newly established School of Law will not admit anyone who doesn't have a 4 year degree "under their belt" already.

5. In the event of a "tie" between applicants for admission to the "Narcosis School of Law," potential students from Mauiwowee will be granted a preferrence.

6. Fifty Million Dollars ($50,000,000.00) shall be used exclusively to provide scholarships to deserving Mauiwoweean female students in the Narcosis School of Law.

7. One-Hundred-Fifty Million ($150,000,000.00) shall be used to build the most complete law library the world has ever seen.

8. The Narcosis School of Law shall include, as a component of it's instruction, the idea that Freedom of Speech, Religion, The Press, The Right to Posesses Weapons reasonably suited for personal self-defense, Due-Process of Law, Equal Protection of the Law and freeedom from Ex-Post-Facto laws and Double Jeopardy are the hallmarks of a civilized society.

9. No matter what the circumstance, 3 Mauiwoweean students per year shall be admitted to the Narcosis School of Law (again, whether they make it to graduation shall be a factor of their performance in school and the reasoned evaluation of their law school professors).

The remaining funds shall be used as your school deems to be necessary. If these terms are acceptable, please inform us and we shall immediately release the money to your institution.

Sincerely,
His Royal Highness,
King 'Lude Valeeum Narcosis II,
Mauiwowee

Timothy Carter sighed as he rode along the road in the back of the cab, doing his best to listen as the cabby described the sights of the city to him. He found his mind drifting toward the denizens of the city around him. Someone could be lurking in that alley there, that man walking along the sidewalk could be looking to pick the pocket of someone. Tim snapped out of his reverie as the cab came to a halt outside the school. Am I really there?

He shrugged and stepped out.

“That will be twenty burned notes,” the cabby told him.

Timothy smiled, and handed him the money, then flipped him a twenty Thaler gold piece as tip. He winked at the cabby, then grabbed his pair of bulky suitcases out of the trunk.

As the taxicab rolled off, Timothy looked at the campus and wondered where to go next.

"I would love to teach anything related to fields I am considered an expert in. Business, economics, racial science, law, military sciences, etc. I have a great deal of free time and would love to help white youth learn good Christian values."


Dr. Curtis Fabus


My credentials are thus.

PhD in Business from Stahlecker School of Business

PhD in Racial Sciences from Joseph Mladic University of Racial Sciences

PhD in Economics from Speer University of Economic Theory

Law degree from Biloxi Law School

Military experience from 1978-1984, in the 1st and 2nd Parachute Division. Served in campaigns in, Brazil, Syria, Iran, Libya, Algeria, Cameroon, Chad, Lebanon, Cyprus, Laos, Vietnam, Indonesia, Sri Lanka, Cuba, Colombia, Peru, Cambodia, and Mississippi.

Note- Spent 3 months fighting alongside Mujahadeen freedom fighters in Afghanistan in the early months of 1982 (when on extended leave from the 2nd parachute division)

Medals awarded:

23: Wound badges
13: Assault badges
6: Order of Courage
4: Order of Valor
1: Order of Honor

Confirmed Kills: From 1978-2004: 8,031 enemy infantry, 102 tanks, 32 helicopters, 12 attack aircraft, and approximately 400 assorted enemy vehicles.

Rank obtained: Commissioned on June 3rd of 1978 as a 2nd lieutenant, spent 3 years training (including active roles in campaigns as part of his training) and then finally was given first semi-permanent unit assignment, the 3rd battalion of the 1st regiment of the 2nd brigade of the 2nd parachute division, in 1981.

Exiting rank (honorably excused from further active service on November 25th 1984). Rank at the time, Commander of the Army.

Also served from 1984-2004 with occasional service during key campaigns, again in the Parachute units.



Director of NEMA (National Emergency Management Agency)
Deputy Foreign Minister of the Mississippian Federation (major advisor to Czar on matters of foreign policy)
Emperor of the White Knights of Mississippi

Salius Zavado got out of his car and walked to the Administration Building. Nice place he thought. Professor Zavado was a well built man, in his mid thirties, and was a sharp as a tack. He had come to this university to teach the students about Albinoism. Zavado was athiest, which was the reason that the Education Council sent him here. They believed that the students should be tought about Albinoism, and make up there mind as to what religion they liked. Also the Education Council didn't want any trouble from the parents. Professor Zavado walked into the Administration Building and started to look for the dean. Lest hope he likes me.

We know that we may be too late, but we would like to enrol one of our most promising young scientists, Cios Triss, on your University's Scientific Research course. If this is acceptable, he will arrive by aeroplane within twenty-four hours of acceptance.

Taldaani Ministry of Science and Research

MassPwnage: Accepted. You know all the pay terms, etc. Your professors will be housed in Dorm Building 3, Penthouse 501 and Penthouse 510, respectively.

Mauiwowee:

Well, oh dear... thank you very much! I don't think that I have ever seen this much money in my life! We happily and most graciously accept your donation. Work on the said School of Law and other projects will begin immediately!

http://www.engr.uiuc.edu/images/photos/administration/2002.dean/dean.daniels.headshotx300jpg.jpg
Ryan Bucharist
Burnsian International University
Dean of the Campus

P3X1299: OOC: Just say he's at the west enterance. (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v17/commando_burns/mc.gif)

Decisive Action:

From: The Burnsian Intelligence Initiative (BII)
To: Dr. Cutis Fabus, PhD

Your request has been overridden by the Burnsian government and denied.

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General Mikeal Russoff
Burnsian Intelligence Initiative (BII)
Director of Operations

Albinoism:

Dean Bucharist, making his rounds around the campus, spotted Prof. Zavado. Well, he thought, this must be the Albino professor... He walked over to the man. "Hello! I'm Dean Bucharist. You must be Professor Zavado."

Taladaan: Your request has been accepted. Mr. Triss's room will be Dorm Building 1, suite 400. Per-term tuition is $21,000.

Johan Wald, the Taldaani Minister of Science and Research, looked down at Cios.
"Well, it appears that you have been accepted into the Burnsian International University. Congratulations. We're going to fly you over in a Government aircraft and drop you at the nearest airport. We'll be paying your tuition as well, you're a Government scientist after all."
Cios smiled at the Minister, his blue eyes twinkling.
"Thank you, Minister. It is truly an honour to be chosen."
"Enough of the speech alrready, Cios. I hope you've packed."
"Yes Sir."
"Then get to the airport. There'll be a Beechcraft U-8 waiting for you there, with Government markings."

An hour later, Cios was in the small aeroplane, buckling his seatbelt. Then it was rolling up the runway, gathering speed.....
And then it was in the air. Cios, who had never travelled by plane before, gasped as he saw the ground slide away from him. Then he sat back into his seat and smiled as the aeroplane wheeled away towards the west.

In reflection, Cios decided that it was a very good idea that Government planes had DVD players. The flight had lasted around twelve hours, most of it over flat ocean. But now, he was in TBD. He handed the taxi driver his pay, and hurried towards the University. It was early evening, and he needed to get there quickly to let them know he was there. He walked onto the campus feeling nervous.

OOC: Just have Cios head to the administration building, I'll have someone meet him there. It's a big circe; you can't miss it.

[QUOTEAlbinoism:

Dean Bucharist, making his rounds around the campus, spotted Prof. Zavado. Well, he thought, this must be the Albino professor... He walked over to the man. "Hello! I'm Dean Bucharist. You must be Professor Zavado."
QUOTE]

"It's an honor to meet you sir," Zavado said in a polite tone. "I was wondering what room I will be in. Also, would it be alright if I brought in religious icons to better teach the students?"

ooc: you should have hired curtis, his classes would be filled up to the brim with people wanting to see a good spectacle.

An Xia liked the desert temperatures, it suited his cold blooded body perfectly, but the penthouse of course.... well, that needed some changing... First thing's first, shut off the air conditioning. Then bring in the sprinklers and the native plants that generated alot more spare oxygen and created more heat. And maybe a few small animals.... Ah, better, now to redo the penthouse so that the water wouldn't damage anything and the animals wouldn't cause anyone to stay up late, and maybe a few solar cells on the roof, to make it more environmentally friendly....

Meanwhile, Robert, always someone to take the initiative, decided to find Dean Bucharist. When the Dean was passing by the tree he was in, he silently leapt out of it and walked up beside him.

Cios walked quickly towards the Administration Building. It was a large circular building in the centre of the campus, so it wasn't too hard to find, even for someone who had only just arrived. Walking inside, he headed straight for the nearest official-looking person.
"Hi." he said, flicking his hair out of his eyes with one hand. "I'm Cios Triss, one of the new students here. I just thought I should let you know I arrived."

Mauiwowee:

Well, oh dear... thank you very much! I don't think that I have ever seen this much money in my life! We happily and most graciously accept your donation. Work on the said School of Law and other projects will begin immediately!

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Ryan Bucharist
Burnsian International University
Dean of the Campus


Dear Mr. Bucharist:

The funds have been placed into an escrow account and will be released as needed as you construct the school and put things into place for the new Burnsian International University Narcosis School of Law. Royal accountants will audit the accounts every 6 months to ensure the funds are being spent properly and for the designated purposes. Otherwise, we look forward to working with your fine institution in the future and the production of the most higly qualified and educated attorneys in the history of the planet.

Sincerely,
King 'Lude Valeeum Narcosis II
Mauiwowee

OOC: For the sake of RP, I'll have Bucharist bi or trilocational.

MassPwnage: "Holy shit!" yelled the dean. "Oh, sorry, you scared me there. You must be the teacher from MassPwnage."

Albinoism: "Well that's completely fine, as long as it isn't alive."

Taldaan: The janitor, a bit surprised at someone having approached him, replied, "Oh, yes, um... of course. I think you might want to be seeing Dean McRyan. He's down the hall to your left."

Princess Bente had taken the bus (OOC: I'm assuming you have buses, otherwise I'll change it to a cab) from the airport to the University. When she got off, she entered into what seemed to be a blast furnace to her ice-accustomed body. She took off the navy trenchcoat she always wore and stuffed it into her backpack after taking out her dark purple sunglasses to shield her sensitive eyes. She'd have to get some lighter clothes, as her customary black and blue absorbed too much heat. She had smartly worn a tank top under the coat, and one could plainly see now that she had a few tattoos on her shoulders and arms, one the royal coat of arms. A couple passers-by turned their heads, as she had always been pretty, and she was unusual to those on the street. A slight breeze rustled her incredibly long and dark reddish brown hair. She walked briskly, her boots (which she had kept after her military service as nearly everyone did) clicked slightly on the sidewalk.

She walked through the campus, sometimes pausing to look at the architecture of the buildings, or the landscaping. She was not concerned about getting lost, she had a map of the place in her pocket. The only reason the walk tired her was the heat, which she supposed she would get used to. Her rolling suitcase made a slight clickity-clackity noise as she pulled it across the pavement. Before long, she came across the entrance of what appeared to be Dorm 1. Bente checked her map again and went in.

Professor Bennett had finally finished his course preperations. He picked up the massive suitcase which had his laptop and the course materials, walked over to Dean Bucharist's office, saw the beautiful secretary and asked to see the Dean.

Rachel, having finished her shower and her unpacking, had gone outside for a brisk run. On her way down, she accidentally bumped into Bente. "Oh, sorry, my bad..."

bump for a response......

After unpacking Darius noticed that Rachel was gone so he decided to go for a run and try to meet some people. He ran by all the dorms, hoping someone would greet him.

Professor Bennett had finally finished his course preperations. He picked up the massive suitcase which had his laptop and the course materials, walked over to Dean Bucharist's office, saw the beautiful secretary and asked to see the Dean.

"He's right down the hall there, sir. I'll ring him and tell him that you are coming."

Professor Zavado walked to his room with his tub of stuff that he would need to teach with. He had put in an order for 400 books entitled "ALBINOISM PAST AND PRESENT: A guide to the religion of Albinoism" He expected the Dean to tell him when they arrived. For now, though, he would set up his room.

"He's right down the hall there, sir. I'll ring him and tell him that you are coming."

Bennett thanked the receptionist, and mentally began to prepare his speech. He was quite nervous.

Rachel, having finished her shower and her unpacking, had gone outside for a brisk run. On her way down, she accidentally bumped into Bente. "Oh, sorry, my bad..."

Bente made a little waving gesture to indicate that it was nothing. "No harm done," she said pleasantly, her strange accent coming through fairly strong. She then made her way to suite 101 and unpacked her things. She tacked a few posters onto the wall and stocked the tiny bookshelf on one side of her bed. Lastly, she took out the little iron candleholder/altar that she used to pray to the gods and put it near her bed.

Noticing the table and the various connections for cords under it, Bente went out to buy a computer. On her way, she saw Darius running. Bente smiled and said "hello."

OOC: I assume that he's walking down the hall... for the sake of RP. :)

IC:

The good dean, having just finished a student profile, decided he needed to use the restroom. Getting up from his chair and opening the door, he spotted Bennett. "Well hello. Pleasant afternoon?"

Bennett maintained an upbeat attitude about him. "Well, I certainly am! I have gathered basic data about agriculture, enough to make a 5 unit course. I even fashioned a textbook."

"Really? Wow! I don't think I've ever seen someone this excited about teaching. Why didn't you simply order a text?"

Bennett soon turned slightly red. "Well, thank you, it is preferable to sitting in front of the television all day...soap operas are boring. As for the text, I did not know that part.....I could order that, if it is not a problem, anyway. I'll have this in reserve."

"Whatever you are most comfortable teaching. I majored in Military Science and Administration; I myself know nothing about agriculture," said Bucharist, smiling.

OOC: Is my character being IGNORED for some reason? If theres an IGNORE on me, I'd like to know about it.

Sorry, just had to ask. Don't mean to be irritating

"Whatever you are most comfortable teaching. I majored in Military Science and Administration; I myself know nothing about agriculture," said Bucharist, smiling.


Bennett said, "Well then, I will take that into consideration. Still, I have learned a lot today. Perhaps I might want to do a comparison check with an existing text to make up my mind. Thank you."

He walked away, and began to go to the bookstore, looking for texts on agriculutre. Finding a Teachers Edition, he bought it for USD$120. He then went home to relax, and then work some more. He could feel that something big was going to come out of this...just what, he did not know.

OOC: Is my character being IGNORED for some reason? If theres an IGNORE on me, I'd like to know about it.

Sorry, just had to ask. Don't mean to be irritating

OOC: No, I don't think so... I only have a few n00bs on my ignore list.

OOC: No, I don't think so... I only have a few n00bs on my ignore list.

OOC: ok then, I feel better now.

Robert laughed, mainly to put the dean at ease, and also because he suddenly had a wave of war flashbacks, and laughing helped put those away . "Why, yes, yes I am. You are Dean Bucharist, nice to meet you." He extended his hand for a handshake.

An Xia, meanwhile was sitting about drafting his courses out in his new jungle penthouse thinggy. He typed something up on his Palm Pilot (10.8 Ghz) and then put it in his pocket in the window before jumping out.

The pavement cracked under his scaled talons as he hit the ground. Oh well, it wasn't Pwnage tarmac, so it yea, it would crack. He would pay for it if necessary. He began to walk to the administration building to see if his curriculum would be approved. (ooc: I think that's the proper procedure)

OOC: We sponsor 'whatever the hell you want to teach' so no, you don't have to. :)

IC:

"Nice to meet you as well," said Dean Bucharist, shaking his hand. "So, how is it here? A little hot?"

An had to get to hall C, so he had to go in or around the administration building anyway. The entrance was blocked by a knot of people and it would take too long to walk around. The solution was to go above. He crouched and leapt into the air and landed cleanly on the roof of the building. Dusting his clothes off, he began to walk across the roof.

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"Hot, nah? It's about the same temperture as the jungles, although it's a lot less humid."

"Well that's good. I myself don't get out a lot, so I'm not a fan of the heat."

ooc: Sorry about being so long to reply.

IC: Cios made his way down the hall. The janitor had been very helpful. His black boots thudded gently as he walked. He stopped in front of the door and knocked. It was answered by a man who was probably Dean McRyan. Assuming that it was, Cios told him who he was and that he had just arrived. After a brief chat, he made his way towards his room. Student Dorms block 1, room 400. It looked like quite a walk. He set off, hands in the pockets of his trousers.

"Eh", Robert shrugged and smiled again. "Nice University you have here. I'm looking forward to teaching here. Normally however, most universities don't allow military training on their campuses. They have a decidedly more... pacifist tone."

~~*~*~~

An leapt off the roof of the administration building. "Damn" he muttered as the pavement cracked under his talons again. Oh well, he was at the right place, Hall C. And the window to his new office was open. He leapt through the window.

Damn, it was cold. The thermostat was set to a pleasant 68 degrees Fahrenheit. Too cold. He set the thermostat of his office to 106 degrees Fahrenheit. Ah better.

Anarchy 92 would like to help with the staff section of the school in exchange for a number of pupils to be released into the Military Course

We can supply two Biologics teachers one who can handle dangerous gases and the other can handle Volitile Liquids... thier names I can not give you as they are hunted by the Giant Tricyclian Goverment... They are too important to lose altogether...

We can also supply a computer expert from Bosnia... again we cannot give details as he was once a military data hacker during the Bosnian civil war.

(OOC: Do you need a professor in the medical field? A member of our Committee of State and renowned revolutionary Dr. Felix Jose Garcia is a very famous doctor in the FPCB.)

OOC: What I really need right now are students. This is an RP.

MassPwnage: "Well, obviously you haven't noticed the tank columns going down the streets every day. The Burnsian Desert is definately not a pacifist state, and this is a state-run university."

Robert nodded. "Ah well, war is an unavoidable necessity. Although we would all like to live our lives in peace, I don't that's going to happen unless we're under the effects of mind control. Pacifists are deluded anyway."

"Yes, I agree. War is a natural response to the unfairness of the world."

OOC: My character is still here, Bente's just leaving Dorm building 1, on her way to buy a computer... in case any of you have characters around that area

ooc: Thanks Callisdrun. I'll take that as an opportunity for some character interaction.

IC: On his way to his room, Cios saw someone he assumed was one of the other students. He walked over to her. Overcoming his normal shyness for a moment, he tried to talk to her.

"Hi. I'm Cios. Who are you?"

ooc: Sorry about the short post

Bente paused. "Hello, I'm Bente Drunfjord, of Callisdrun," she said, warmly extending her pale hand. Her accent was noticable, but somewhat pleasant sounding, and it did not make her hard to understand in the slightest. "What dorm are you in, Cios?"

The federation of Irmana wanna pay for two students on each course in your University.

Alun Baju
Minister of Education of Irmana.

IC: Hotdogs2 would like to send 10 students to each course available, other than those which have less than 10 places available, in which cases we will take whatever is possible.

Payment will be whenever you request, and you may consider that money sent upon confirmation.

we would also like to offer our nations new University Confinements that rebel forces constructed and is currently under The elite Guards control, a neutrl part of the Armed forces that plans to run peacekeeping missions upon the end of the Civil war. Thanyou.

"War is a natural response, true, but it's motivated merely by dumb animal instinct. It is in our nature to fight and bicker like fools."

OOC:

Irmana and HD2: You know that you have to RP these people, right?

Cios, feeling very nervous, reached out and took her hand.
The hell am I doing? he thought. He shook it. It felt warm, and he hoped he wasn't sweating.
"I'm in Dorm 400." he said, the old tremor slighty coming back into his voice.
OK, Cios. Don't go getting ideas because she wants your room number.

"Which building?" Bente asked. "Dorm building 1? I'm in room 101 of that one. I don't even know who my room mate is yet." Shielding her sensitive eyes from the sun, she commented absently "It's incredibly bright here."

"Yeah. Building one."

ooc: Sorry about half-assed post. Busy.

Robert shrugged. "Oh well, I'll see you later, I to prepare my class notes." He walked off.

"Yeah. Building one."

ooc: Sorry about half-assed post. Busy.


OOC: It's ok

IC:
"Cool. Nice to meet you, neighbor." Looking towards town, Bente said "I'm buying a computer, would you know any places around here that have good ones for decent prices?" Though she could technically buy even the most expensive computer, as she was royalty, royal children were required to live on the funds that would be available to a normal Callisdrunian while in college, and asking father and mother, the King and Queen, would be great public humiliation.

OOC: It's ok

IC:
"Cool. Nice to meet you, neighbor." Looking towards town, Bente said "I'm buying a computer, would you know any places around here that have good ones for decent prices?" Though she could technically buy even the most expensive computer, as she was royalty, royal children were required to live on the funds that would be available to a normal Callisdrunian while in college, and asking father and mother, the King and Queen, would be great public humiliation.

"I'm afraid not. I only just arrived here, so I can honestly say that I know nothing about this country. I can help you look if you want, I've got a few hours to fill up."
Cios smiled, hoping that she would agree. She seemed really nice, and he could use a few friends here.

Bente shrugged. "Well, if you wouldn't mind too much, that would be nice of you, if you would help me. And then we could buy some drinks or something and take them back to the dorm," she said, returning his smile.

Rachel, on her way to a local tavern, spotted the two talking. She didn't have a lot on her schedule that day, so she walked over with a cheerful, "Hi, what's up?"

Looking over to the woman who had just come up to them, Bente said "Hi I'm Bente Drunfjord of Callisdrun." She gestured to her new friend, "This is Cios, though he can tell you much more about himself I'm sure, as we just met and found out we're in the same dorm building. We were just about to go down to town to look at computers."

"I'm Rachel Romonovov, I'm from Regal. It's a town on the peninsula. I got a nice computer about a month back from a shop in town, it only set me back about 700 burned notes. You guys want to go check it out?"

"Sure," Bente answered. Rather sheepishly, she said "I'll admit, I don't know what the exchange rate is, but I gather that's a rather good price?"

ooc: bump??? I think folks forgot about this.

ooc: bump??? I think folks forgot about this.

unfortunately

ooc: Damn. For some reason I haven't been getting my notification e-mails. Sorry, everyone.

IC: "Yeah, OK. Sounds like fun."
Cios tried to sound casual, but it probably wasn't working. Suddnely, he was saved from making a fool of himself by someone else turning up. The newly arrived Rachel and Bente began talking. Cios breathed a sigh of relief.

OOC: i'm going to wait for TBD, WHOSE THREAD THIS IS, to post before I make my post

bump

"Sure," Bente answered. Rather sheepishly, she said "I'll admit, I don't know what the exchange rate is, but I gather that's a rather good price?"

OOC: Sue me, I've got two deaths and around forty threads to juggle...

IC:

"It's around two notes to a dollar, so yeah, it's a great price. Of course, it's with the student discount."