melodiesofeternity | Event || Custom Fit

Event || Custom Fit

Who: All
When: September 10th to September 30th
Where: Curti Center and mines around the world
What: Characters assist Ganeshan in developing Custom Jobs.
Warnings/Notes: OOC Post

A. The Lab

As much as Ganeshan requires supplies to create Custom Jobs, he need help at home base. With the large number of potential applicants, outworlders and Curti Center employees are invited to help out in the lab, not only with testing transfer of Jobs to crystals, but in developing the abilities and running safety tests.

Easier said than done when all of these cats aren't roaming throughout the center and claiming everything to be their sitting spot. The interns are trying their best to catherd to little avail.

B. Job Development

The break room contains formal submission papers and pamphlets describing the steps required to develop a Custom Job. Senior employees are available to help characters workshop the abilities, but they mostly want to remain in the break rooms to avoid Ganeshan's constant Job mania. His booming voice is muffled through the doors, interspersed with allergic sneezing.

A room has been prepared for those to practice using their basic job abilities, primarily in making sure they're stable yet not too weak. There is a chance that an improper ability extraction can go wrong and hurt the user, so Ganeshan has group of White Mages are on standby in case things go south.

For those that would rather have all the fun without the work, there is the Ability Simulation and Modeling Room, where characters can design their abilities on the computer and see them play out on the screen before them. There's no limit here, and since Jessie is too busy to keep an eye on everyone, the outfits and visual effects have the potential to get...very, very silly.

C. Heigh-Ho

It's off to work you go. Those crystals won't mine themselves, and anyone strong enough must enter the mine in search of the necessary material. It's tedious, difficult work, and some of these are embedded so deeply in the rock that they might be more trouble than they're worth. Not to mention those gross bugs might not like their homes to be disturbed.

There's also the fact that monsters have a tendency to wander inside and attack, so they'll need some reliable body guards.

There should be more crystals deeper inside, but someone else will have to scout the area...

D. Explore the Dungeon

Which is where this team comes in. All the good stuff is deep in this mine, and reliable navigators are necessary to map out the tunnels without getting lost. There's also the fact that the previous owners of a time long ago didn't want opportunists to take their precious resources and outfitted the rooms with puzzles.

Door Locks are puzzles. Pressure plates activate traps. It's the ultimate test of critical thinking. Some of these don't make sense if you think for too long. Why did they go through all the trouble to program time-based puzzles with falling blocks and symbols? The Pupu are strange. At least the bats here are easy to fight, and the mine cart rides are fun.

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The Lab

There was really no way she wasn't going to be on board with helping out around the lab. Mostly because she was just itching for the opportunity to poke around the lab without getting side-long glances.

And so what if most of that aforementioned helping was just her trying to herd the cats away from swarming people. Pidge had always figured she was more of a dog person, but since coming here (and picking up Catmancer?) she'd developed quite a fondness for cats as well. Or maybe she'd just never had a cat before and she was making up for it now.

Either way, she can usually be spotted lounging in a chair with an absurd amount of cats burying her.

Job Development

If there was ever any doubt of her being a thorough little gremlin, seeing her now should effectively crush that. So there she sat, on the floor, surrounded by pamphlets and papers that she's methodically going over. She's not a magical girl, and she didn't have any shiny, flashy abilities before. Really, the only things she felt like she was any good at were hacking, and piloting Green. And somehow, she doubted that she'd be able to turn that into a job.

Still, any attempts made by the senior employees to try and help will be ignored, because she's likely either so focused on what she's doing that she legitimately doesn't notice, or she's too frustrated with not knowing for sure how to proceed that she doesn't want anyone to bother her. "Hmm..."

Heigh-Ho

Now this was definitely something she could wrap her head around. If they needed crystals for whatever reason, Pidge was more than happy to go out and get some! In fact, she might've been so eager to get started that she kind of headed off to find this place on her own, without waiting around to see if anyone wanted to tag along. Oops.

It'd be fine, though. She had every confidence in her abilities, both as a Paladin of Voltron and as a... Magitek Knight-slash-Catmancer.

Dungeon Crawlin'

Alternately, Pidge is on board for mapping out as much of this mine as they can get done in however long. The fact that the tunnels had been booby-trapped just made this more appealing, because having some kind of project was definitely better than sitting around twiddling her thumbs.

Hopefully the other members of the party are of the same opinion.

Wildcard

[Want her someplace else? Hit me up. And I'll match format.]

Sora traveled down the hallways softly shaking the food bag with a trail of cats following his steps. He had opted to play the job of herding the cats since he wasn’t really good with computers, paperwork, desk-oriented jobs, but he was good at moving. So he was, literally, collecting cats through the facility, room by room, hallway through hallway, and herding them. In circles. But it was effective because it got the cats out of the rooms and the people who were doing whatever it was they were doing at their desk to concentrate better.

He stopped in front of the next room and he poked his head in and gave the bag a soft shake. Cats began to stir and Sora’s eyes widened as he realized there was a body beneath the moving fur-blanket. “Eh, are you okay?”

Alright, so maybe this wasn't technically what they'd had in mind when they'd asked for volunteers to wrangle the cats. But in her defense, the felines currently lounging on her were also out of the way and not bothering anyone.

So basically, it was a win-win.

Or at least it was until her kitty-blanket started to stir. So she sort of shifted beneath them in order to peek out and see what had caught their attention. When she realized it was just a boy she didn't immediately recognize, Pidge smiled and wriggled an arm free to wave. "Me? Yea, I'm fine!"

It was so weird, like this grotesque themed film where the carpet came alive and moved around the house threatening to swallow up your favorite toy. Or, in this case, person! Sora gave a nervous and short laugh. "Ah, uh.. oh, okay.." He was now surrounded by a few cats who were demanding some kibble.

"I'm Sora! Do you work here in the lab?"

Pidge hadn't even considered how this might look to the casual observer, but from where she was sitting, things were just fine. So his reaction only made her chuckle a little. "It's fine! I was helping round them up earlier and then we just sort of flopped here."

Totally not a big deal! "Hi Sora. I'm Pidge! And uh... I don't technically work here~" Technicalities were important, she supposed. "What about you?"

Well, that’s good, because she looked to be in a questionable situation! Sora snorted. “I don’t work here… well, I mean, I’m working now.. but you know, just helping with the cat stuff while people who do things here do their things.” Whatever it was they did. It was a big place and it seemed each room, each section, had their own sort of function. Kind of like how his arm only does arm things and his leg can only do leg things (no matter how much he tried to perfect the sacred toe-clasping technique).

Sora stood there for a moment with his toes flexing in his shoes and his eyes drifted upward as he thought. Lost in his head, once again.

"That makes sense." It seemed like they'd been trying to wrangle as many people as they could get to keep the cats out of the way. And she couldn't really blame them for that. For now, this was a lot easier than trying to work out what she was going to do in terms of her own custom job. Even if she'd been convinced before that she was more of a dog person.

But now she's curious, since he'd been the one to bring it up. "Are you doing the custom job thing, too?" Maybe it was none of her business, but what was the harm in asking? The worst he could do was not want to talk about it. Probably.

“Oh, yeah!” He looked as if he’d brightened up at the mention of working on a custom job. “Yes, so.. I was, but then.. I mean, now, I’m just kind of taking a break, you know.” He gave the cats around him a quick glance before he returned his attention back to the other. “So you are too, Pidge?” He then chuckled as he recalled coming in here seeing her all sorts of covered with cats. Maybe she was working on a shield—

oh, that thought made Sora sad. A wash of disappointment weighed over him and his smile faded at the idea.

Honestly, the thought of figuring this out was pretty exciting. And even he couldn't deny it, if the way he'd brightened up just then was anything to go on. "Hey, that's okay. Taking a break is smart." Not that she really followed that advice, but that was entirely beside the point, wasn't it? "The cats are cute, though, right?" Maybe that was why he'd decided to take a break. She certainly couldn't blame him for that. "Mmm... yep! I decided it would be nice to try and round some of these little guys up." And then she'd sort of collapsed into the chair in a big cat-covered heap. No big deal.

"Have you figured out what you're going to do?" Because yes, she really was that nosy.

“Eh, not really.” He blinked over to her while she got herself settled. He bet it would be only a matter of seconds before she’d be crawling with cats again! His lips twisted into half a smirk. “You know, I just.. Don’t think I really get it.. it’s like.. I’ll start out at the beginning, go through the middle, and forget how I got there and want to get to the end already… kind of like.. a big math problem. It’s a journey… a difficult and unfair journey.” He nodded his eyes slid back down to the cats. “Probably like trying to count these cats ..” He snorted.

They were a busy and big bunch. He bet Merlin could do something about these cats, get them all floating and in line somewhere. Probably to a vet. Yeah, they should be taken to the vet and all be spayed or neutered. No more stray cats!

"Look out!"

Beastboy had been on board with helping Pidge map out the dungeon, but he seemed to have this amazing ability to find every trap in their path. In this case it was a flurry of darts shooting out of the wall at him causing him to scramble and throw himself against the floor to avoid getting turned into a bright green pin cushion.

"Mark down another trapped floor switch over here." Melody called hovering over where Beastboy had accidentally stepped.

"Whoa."

It was amazing, really, his ability to trigger every trap in existence. Pidge was starting to genuinely worry a little for his safety. But he didn't seem terribly upset by it, aside from having to be constantly in a state of dodging and rolling. It was something she could admire, if she was being honest.

Fortunately, she hadn't been anywhere near where he was standing at the time, and now she turned to watch him scramble. "How do you keep doing that?" Was he doing it on purpose, or...? Either way, she nodded at Melody and marked down the latest trap.

"Dude I don't know! It's like this dungeon is out to get me!"

"I mean logically speaking it's not targeting you specifically but yes it is trying to kill you...and the rest of us I guess." Melody pointed out earning an annoyed look from the normally laughing Beastboy.

"Hey I didn't actually ask anyone but what are the rules about death in this game? To I get a respawn or does someone have to pay for it? Because I'm still kinda broke." He wondered out loud while dusting off his trousers and dragging himself to his feet.

"Yeah maybe just focus on not dying? Can we try that?"

Ordinarily, it might've seemed like a silly thought. But having been here for a while now, Pidge was almost inclined to believe that something like that could actually be the truth. "I'm sure it's nothing personal. Whoever decided to booby trap the place was probably not thinking specifically of you when they did it." Because that would just be ridiculous.

At that, though, she had to pause, because she had no idea. "I'm... not sure." Definitely not the most reassuring answer. Sorry, Beastboy! "Neither of my asterisks have that type of skill, though." Also not terribly reassuring. Oops.

"Hey, yea! That's a good idea. Let's just not die. Or get injured." That seemed more reasonable.

"I can promise one but probably not both. Especially not if we want to solve these puzzles. What's this next one looking like?"

"Some kind of match the tile thing. I'd guess that you were stepping on all the wrong ones."

Beastboy turned his attention back to the hallway that had attacked him and studied the images on the tiles already starting to look confused.

"But they don't match? So how do we know which ones go in which order?"

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