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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Option A - Simulation and Modeling

As usual, nothing if not practical as she looked at the computer monitor shuffling through outfits and accessories, structuring the design around the Summoner, but bringing in the abilities of Black Mage and White Mage with a touch of others. Determined by the individual's soul, but...

"Hmm..."

There's a lot to consider in order to make this workable. These were jobs that were also meant to be able to teach to others. Maybe she would just look into drawing out Yamato-Sumeragi like Futaba had done with her own and call it a day with this. There was still a matter of gather crystals for those who intended on actually making their Jobs right now.

Option B - Testing

So far, it was stable - or more, she appeared stable. Even then, her as shown through it visibly hovering beside her. Long curved mask with blonde hair flowing from beneath, uniform with red top and gold buttons, the attached cape that looked like wings, Naoto watched it draw it sword and they both looked at it.

"We don't have as much access to our abilities as we would back home... but it's a start. I'll be limited on my own weapon selection if I'm to wield you too..."

It's a conundrum this world's limitations, but there were ways to work around them. For now, she let Yamato-Sumeragi practice sword swings while she stood back and the White Mages monitored.

He didn't have much in the way of plans when it came to Custom Jobs. When he was told it would involve one's own powers from home and the restrictions, as well as Futaba and Naoto's plans to bring their Personae into the mix, he opted to stay his hand and instead help by using his strength to harvest crystals.

With a sizely haul brought back, he'd hoped that was enough... but just one more thing was left: Sword-fighters needed an opponent.

"A magitek pistol of some sort could get some hits in to open some punks up for a Yamato-Sumeragi takedown, won't? I mean, they were your specialty weapons and won't brush up against the whole 'not a Favored Weapon so you suck ass with it' rule." All the while, he initiated a job change to Paladin.

"Damn, I miss beating the shit outta somethin' with a chair or a shield." He grinned and brandished the greatsword.

"But enough of my bitching. Lemme help you work up a sweat!"

"Hm... Perhaps. If I were to craft this into a full job however, not everyone would probably want to use a gun." She's curious how... specific she must be with the weapons; if she could say a 'Ranged Weapon, Blunt Weapon, or Blade' and leave it up to whomever became an apprentice. Of course, physical limitations would still be an issue as the Persona would likely be considered more 'magic'.

It'd give Kanji his chair or shield back... or a fist. Punches were blunt strikes - ah, but it just depended on loopholes.

Naoto looked at Kanji and from its training dummy, Yamato-Sumeragi turned to look at him as well. "... Alright. Let's test how stable Yamato-Sumeragi can be."

"Yeah, I guess not..." He trusted her and her staunch gun safety, but thinking on it now, he never wanted to hold a gun of any kind in his own hands. Plus he wagered he had enough problems with the face and the clothes. He didn't need a loaded pistol or whatever to boot.

"I guess whoever'd use mine would have to learn to throw a punch or chuck a desk at somebody. Sounds easy on the outside, but that shit takes finesse."

Ah-hah, there we are. Come at him, Sumeragi! The blade came to life, the metal giving off a white glow as he lowered his stance. He lunged with the sword forward in a thrust. His form was wholly different - almost professional - from the norm, but whether that's the Asterisk or Kanji's own training was anyone's guess.

Yeah, she didn't like the idea of firearms being accessible to just anyone. And thinking further on it, she eventually sighed. "It may be best to limit weapons we use alongside our Persona to close-ranged; a final defense of sorts."

Though, given the abilities Personas could learn depending on the person... this would require more refinement, or a division of the physical and magical.

Yamato-Sumeragi perked up slightly when Kanji's blade appeared and the Persona silently in response raised its blade, more like a samurai ready to counter. At this time, it only dodged and continued observing. "Kanji-kun, be careful. I did manage to give Yamato-Sumeragi Blight while trying to work on something close to Vorpal Blade." She probably should be watching and not working at the console again.

Blight. Blight. That sounded poisonous... it'd been so long since he dealt with Persona matters that he didn't remember the name of each ability.

"I got Cura!" He grinned toothily and went in like hell, and hefted the sword in an upward swing. She wants to be dodgy? Then he'll just make Sumeragi dance, while getting some practice of his own footwork to swing and balance the added weight of the large weapon.

"We got a big-ass dragon around the corner, what's a little poison if it can't lemme come out better at what I can do for ya?"

Honestly, it'd been a while since her Persona had used Blight. As it had become stronger, its abilities had changed.

"And the White Mages have Esuna." Dance they would, his upward swing being dodged on a pivot, the thin katana that Sumeragi still held motionless before it. However, there was a shift in its stance, a realization... information passed from User to Persona and its eyes narrowed behind the helm.

His eyes, meanwhile, sharpened. He didn't notice anything, but whether it was for or against him was anyone's guess. He threw his weight into a leap with his blade at the ready to bring it down. To be honest he was curious as to what Sumeragi looked like under the helm...

Sorry, Naoto, don't get pissed...!

Naoto wasn't pissed at the moment. She was still trying to consider what Vorpal Blade would be considered a mixture of to be just right.

"I don't think it's a holy ability..."

On the other end, there was a sharp ring of metal sliding against metal as Sumeragi countered, thin blade screeching as Kanji's heavier one was guided past and into the ground. The only one who currently might be pissed if Kanji was going for its mask was the Persona now taking its next steps forward, closing the distance between them to swing its blade into a flurry of slashes. Naoto might've at least figured out Tempest Slash...

The blade fell with a shower of sparks, and the moment he found land beneath his feet again he was put to the test. Tempest Slash was definitely an ability he remembered, and it was another thing entirely to be on the receiving end of it.

Bits of hair, fibers of his cloak flew as stray sword swipes caught and bit beyond his armor and the sword itself. He just had to endure it until it was over, before he could try and swing back with a heavy horizontal swing. He needed an opening...

She felt that next attack and had to look back.

Sumeragi was sliding despite guarding Kanji's follow-up. There's just more power behind his attacks that the sword cannot stop all the damage when it comes, but that was why the Persona took the tactics it did. And again, it changed its stance, holding its sword idle and waiting for Kanji to come again with his preferred tactics.

She changed stance and prepared. Perfect. He'll take it! He grasped the hilt of the sword in both hands and tipped the blade skyward. An unseen wind billowed from beneath his boots, and tossed his cloak.

Power hummed through the room, but briefly before a corona of light began to bloom beneath the Persona. If she wasn't fast, that'll be a Holy Blade in an upward thrust from that odd, divine portal.

Eyes blinking, Sumeragi was taken by surprise by the Holy Blade attack... and doesn't look pleased once regained their footing. Honestly, behind their mask, their eyes were thin. Only mentally do they seem to acknowledge Naoto's slight wince on the sidelines.

Twirling their sword before thrusting it forward, from this distance, there couldn't be a physical blow. However, below Kanji's feet would be the all too familiar black flames and enclosed circle of Mudoon flaring to life at his feet.

Great! He readied up. Whoops, Sumeragi was pissed, or maybe that's just her normal face... Kanji didn't know. What -did- Sumeragi look like under that visor?

The black, tar-like aura began to bloom and he felt a sharp, icy ball form in his belly. He'd seen this ability enough times-

"Wha- Naoto, wait-" He abandoned the weight of his sword and lunged forward, hitting the floor and going prone as the Mudoon went off. In the resulting silence, definitely from him, the hairs on his neck were sky high.

"Mudo!? Ya used Mudo!?"

"I guess... reflectively..." She really hadn't expected to cast it since she was working on the skills. "I wouldn't be too concerned about being hit by it. The chances of it taking you out are almost zero unless your health was low, but it can cause dark-elemental damage here."

One of Sumeragi's eyes seemed to flash... as though the Persona might've been amused at the dive.

His forehead hit the floor and he breathed an incredulous, humorless laugh. That would have been amazing information to know beforehand, but that was the whole point of the exercise, wasn't it?

He loves the hell out of you, Detective, but you've gotta work on that empathy. But she wouldn't be who she was if she wasn't cool as a fuckin' cucumber about pretty much everything.

Except ghosts.

"G-gimme a minute... y'just scared a few years outta me. Let's... let's not tell Bahamut about that. Scare the dragon-god shit out of him..."

"Right... My apologies for not mentioning earlier the modifications to Sumeragi's abilities."

She'd been more concerned about poisoning him that she hadn't even thought Mudoon would shock him. By a fairly logical step... but maybe that was the problem. Just because she said be wary of one status ailment didn't mean she couldn't afflict another.

"If I do figure out how to class our Persona, I will not mention anything."

Slowly, he pushed himself upright and back onto his knees. Both hands smoothed his hair back beneath the ornate circlet that wrapped around the top of his head to add something of a 'crown' to the paladin armor's overall look.

"Well, I think Sumeragi's pretty damn stable. I thought about getting the big guy out over here, but... I dunno. I feel like I do greater good with what I'm goin' for. Which reminds me..."

He pushed himself back to his feet, his legs a tad shaky as he went to stumble for his fallen sword. When he picked it up, it definitely seemed just as heavy as it looked. What could this guy lift?

"Who's our next Eidolon? Fiery horn guy, right?"

"Similarly, I don't think I need Sumeragi... besides, I still have no idea how I'd teach someone how to summon their Persona if they decided they wanted to do so as well..."

Considering how they had gotten theirs? And how the other group summoned their Persona? Yeah, neither of those things were about to happen. Besides, she didn't know how the evokers worked entirely to only draw out the Persona without the use of blanks.

Sumeragi watched Kanji stumble and decided to return to Naoto's side. Guess it put a little more fear into the young man than expected... whoops.

"Ifrit? Yes. I have a feeling he'll be more on the combative side than Shiva was."

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So maybe it wasn't the best idea to be peeking at what someone else was doing, but Marinette was curious. She hadn't quite figured out what she was going to do with her own yet, so maybe this would help her come up with some ideas.

If asked, she'd probably say that she was just curious to see what kind of outfits people were going to go with. But more accurately, she was just fishing for ideas. So when she spotted someone she didn't recognize at one of the computers, she felt only slightly guilty for creeping up and leaning over to peer at the monitor over their shoulder.

"That looks really nice!"

"Hm?"

Naoto raised her eyebrow at the unfamiliar teenager leaning in while she's working. It did make her feel uncomfortable having her personal space breached, but she can only lean away slightly in order to keep working. It wasn't even the armor of the 'job' she was working on - she just wanted to make sure her Persona would be able to appear in their usual outfit.

"Thank you..."

That reaction was... probably not a good sign. Oops!

"Sorry! I was just walking by and saw you fiddling with clothes, and I was curious."

And clearly, invading someone's personal space was the best next step in that situation. But in her defense, she did straighten up and back off a little.

"I wasn't trying to bother you, but it really does look nice."

"I see... If that was the case, there's no harm in asking..."

Instead of, you know, abruptly showing up. Shaking her head - what's done having been done - Naoto turned back to the console.

"Hmm... it should almost be done."

That probably would have been a better way to go about it. But she's used to dealing with Alya (who is in turn used to dealing with Marinette's eccentricities and general demeanor), so she really wasn't thinking about it.

"Do you mind if I stay?" It's a little late for that, too, most likely, but she means well at least.

"At this point, there's no reason to leave. And if you intend on trying out the customization, it's all yours."

Naoto stepped back, finished with her playing around and left the board open to the other girl if she wanted to try.

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