MC IGN:

assassinrp

Preferred name:

assassin

(optional) Age:

18

How active are you on Echoes 1984?

I am on at least 2 hours a day, except when I am away, and engage in GangRP and CrimeRP mostly, but also a lot in PoliceRP with my Police Character. As said I spent at least 1-2 hours daily when I am available, which is most of the week and weekends, and I usually can get on Peak Hours if needed.

Agreement 

Do you acknowledge after submitting your application if caught using any AI or offsite tool to assist you in your application or in any reports will be an immediate blacklist and removal of the faction?

I understand AI is off limits in the job.

Do you acknowledge being inactive or missing out on doing 1 report in a month will result in a strike without informing a Higher-up in the faction?:

I understand I must inform if I cannot meet my quota of reports.

Do you acknowledge you can be removed from the faction at any time?:

I understand I can be removed for no reason at any time.

In character section

Name:

Gerik Nikolai Reznov

Age 21+:
31

Preferred names?

 Gerik, Ger

What do you go by (Mr Mrs Miss ect):

Mr. Reznov is preferrable.

Academic degrees:

Bachelors in Jounalism & Communications 

Backstory 100 words minimum:(optional)

Gerik Nikolai Reznov was born in the mountains of Russia, to a family deep within the Soviet Ideology. Gerik, at a young age, was filled with propaganda and training from his father, a Red Army Officer, instilled in him the harsh lessons of loyalty and discipline, while his mother, a schoolteacher, emphasized the importance of intellect and strategy. It wasn’t long before Gerik’s sharp mind and unwavering obedience caught the attention of the KGB.

By the time he was 19, Gerik had completed rigorous training, his talents refined to a razor’s edge. He became a trusted agent, skilled in espionage and psychological warfare, a master of both subtlety and brutality. From this point on, Gerik's missions took him international, putting him on top tier assassination lists and high value target eliminations.

When Gerik reached the age of 30, this was when his prime ended. A failed mission in Berlin left his scarred from the loss of his comrades and physiologically from the single mistake he made that failed the mission. Gerik reported to his handler and asked to be taken out, but the KGB wished to keep Gerik, and smuggle him somewhere secluded to honor his work. 

Gerik was smuggled through Russia and America and was left in a small town, East Falls, to live out the rest of his life. Now 32, Gerik lives peacefully in this small, secluded town, with his handler still making sure nothing has happened, and Gerik still feels the need to rejoin his old line of work, but fears it would harm his peaceful newly found life. Gerik decided to turn from an information gatherer to an informant, for the town of East Falls, and had made his mind to do this, he needed to join the Falls Chronicles.

Any criminal Records:

N/A

Write a small article make it unique and in your own style 100 words minimum:

The Powerplant Disaster

Late at night, past the 0000 hours, a quiet explosion rang out in the very nearby forests, dying out quickly on the night of the Saturday, 4th of 1984 in East Falls. The sound only alerted the workers of the Powerplant, where a deadly disaster has unfolded in a matter of milliseconds. 

During the dark hours, the workers of the night had been doing the usual as they did the day before, and such before. Yet this one, unknowingly, was the final night they worked. Nuclear Power is still relatively new, and the scientists and engineers working on new ways to get more effective power still haven't perfected how it works, and this is what took our workers' lives that night.

In our current day and age, our Powerplant is a Nuclear Powerplant, where Uranium-235 is used to make a fission reaction, which generates heat, which then burns water into steam vapors, which then turns a turbine above, generating electricity to our city. On this fateful night, one of our workers was instructed to remove a control rod, which regulates the temperature of the Urainum-235, and this process is yet to be perfected. The way one does this is by simply grabbing the larger rod sticking out of the top with a pair of massive pliers and lifting it and then locking it in place. This control rod is only locked when a small lever is flipped and it releases small arms internally, locking it where it is placed.

On this dark night, the worker slipped and dropped the rod without locking it, falling past its previous position and slamming into the Uranium-235 core, creating a super-critical fission reaction, releasing massive amounts of energy, shooting most of the rods out of their place and penetrating the roof structure, along with any workers in the room. This reaction, amongst other effects, released a deadly toxic gas called Uranium Hexafluoride, being a corrosive and toxic gas, and when exposed, especially inhaled, causes severe lung and kidney damage, being almost always fatal, as was tonight.

The gas, escaping through the breached roof structure from the rods, then spread amongst the plant, getting to a total of 7 other workers. That night, 13 workers tragically lost their lives, and 5 others were injured. It took over 30 individuals and massive hazmat teams to completely remove all the bodies, wounded and refix the structure of the Plant. 

This tragedy is far from being the first or last, showing how deadly our modern inventions can be. Our blessings and prayers go out to those who lost their lives and are mourning them, and we pray to whomever hears that this is one of the worst ones we can learn from, and that this is the last one that will be, even though it's more than likely to not be.

Write an interview stage about the article 100 words minimum:

The report about the East Falls Plant sat next to Gerik, while he wrote on another one titled "The Aftermath of the Plant". This article was a report written by Gerik, where he spoke to one of the survivors of the disaster. It went as Follows:

One of the survivors, Layne Mason spoke to myself about what he had experienced that fateful night. "The only thing I heard was a subtle yet obvious bang coming from the core room, later I learnt it was a control rod being dropped into the actual core, making it critical" quoted Layne. "I was transporting a small box of spare parts from District A, the South Side of the plant to District C, the Control Room. I heard this explosion and before I knew it I saw falling roof structure debris falling  around me. Within the minute, I felt the first symptoms of Radiation Poisoning, which was my hands blistering and this killer headache that kept me on the floor in pain. 

I passed out in within the next minute and woke up to a first responder in a gas mask dragging me to an ambulance. I saw what the full extent was. . . All my fellow workers in the same condition, if not dead, as myself. We were transported to the Clinic and I was put in a medical Coma for 3 week, where I was treated for my Radiation Poisoning at the best of the Clinic Workers' ability. To this day I still suffer from the symptoms and have to go weekly for a checkup." As this point I noticed Layne Mason getting very distressed, so I spent the next 20 minutes comforting him until he felt like he could continue describing what he saw. This is what I got from him before we concluded: Layne described a horrible scene I wish no one had to experience.

"As I was being transported to the Ambulance, I saw parts of the structure and rods had injured my fellow workers, having been impaled and punctured by many debris. Most of my fellow workers that night never made it out. I feel for their family, as I lost my own brother in the accident. To this day I don't want to go back to the Plant, but I will one last time to pray for my friends and fellow workers. This changed my life, but it ended so many I can only pray for them." Once I finished writing these works from Layne, I thanked him for his time and followed him out to our waiting area, where I then took him to the Clinic for his checkup. Unfortunately, Layne passed away that very day, the symptoms finally catching up to him.

I'll be attending his funeral and many of the Workers' ones as well, but it still hurts me to know I was the last to speak to him. At this point the report concluded and Gerik sat the pieces of paper at his desk, where he then moved on with his day.

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