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Ahem...Hello my fellow MAD scientists. Our current operations in the Omicrons are going smooooothly.
Thus I have you to thank for that, and it reminded me, OH, we haven't done an official roster! So I gathered up my papers and decided to make a section for our current ranks here.
Here, to up in the ranks you must EXPERIMENT. LIKE MAD!!!!!
Experiments of all kinds are what we do here. Testing new weapons and equipment, researching about the Nomads, continuing our research on the "Azurite Gas", etc. You will put a heading on these as follows:
MILITARY LOG: This is a report on a military encounter of any type. Logs like these will earn your status in the Military Occupation Roster.
SCIENCE EXPERIMENT: This is a report on an experiment such as weapons testing etc. Experiments will attribute to earning your M.S.D.
MAD DISCOVERY: This is a report for something CRAZY MAD that has just been discovered. Depending on the discovery made this can attribute greatly towards your M.S.D and all of Sirius.
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Currently under experiment, we will have a scoring system for all the work that our scientists are doing. Certain things will have a certain score, as listed below:
Mad Discovery: 10-20 score Science Experiment: 1-10 score Military Log: 1-10 score Good Conduct: 1-3 score Well Written Report: 1-3 score
This is totally under the judgement of the Mad Scientists as they see fit, however expect a fair evaluation. Current score requirements are as follows:
By making these logs, experiments, and discoveries, you will gain rank and soon earn your M.S.D, Mad Science Degree. Once you earn this you will become a trusted scientist and will be the authority also to teach those below. So, get to working my CRAZY MAD scientists! Never stop experimenting! And NEVER forget our theme song!!!
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Up, up the long, delirious burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or ever eagle flew —
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.