Event || Custom Fit

[eternitymods]

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.

Comments

[acapriciousreaper]

Kuja takes the cloth gratefully, placing it against his forehead. "It's humiliating is what it is." He sighs. "Nobody ever accomplished anything worthwhile by giving up, however. I'm just going to have to persevere."

[musicinmysoul]

"Exactly."

Matilda nods in agreement. "So what end goal do you have in mind for your asterisk? I'm curious about your brand of magic."

[acapriciousreaper]

Kuja hesitates. He had a lot of destructive power at his disposal, but... "While I doubt very much I'll ever reach the potential I once had... I think the one thing I miss the most is flying, under my own power. I should very much like to do so, again."

[musicinmysoul]

"Oooh, that's a good one. It feels like it's been forever since I tried anything with flying..."

Thinking about it briefly has the girl starry-eyed and cutting that train of thought with a whimsical sigh.

"I've enjoyed going out of my comfort zone as a cavalier, but maybe making my own asterisk would work better than choosing necromancer. I miss the agility you don't see in most spellcasters..."

[acapriciousreaper]

Kuja huffs. "At last, someone understands. Is it not better to simply not get hit than to waste all this time and effort blocking and protecting- just dodge and blow them up before they can touch you. It's not hard."

[musicinmysoul]

"Dodging and punishing, yes. A mage's lighter armor allows for greater mobility and I never liked the idea of standing on one place hurling spells. You can dash, you can dodge, you can have spells that make them regret getting close to you..."

She rubs the back of her head. "...Though I may just be an aggressive mage."

[acapriciousreaper]

There's a derisive snort. "Matilda, dear, there's no such thing as too aggressive, in a mage's duel. I've always held that, when you boil it all down, there's only two things you absolutely cannot do without: Force, in as great a concentration as possible, and style." On reflection, he adds, "In a pinch, style can slide."

[musicinmysoul]

She chuckles to herself. "That sounds familiar. The first part, at least; I know a very brutish sorcerer back home who'd agree with you." Though that would mean having to introduce Wastirek to anyone and...well. It'd be interesting, if nothing else.

"Though I now have to ask: when you say style, I'm guessing you mean a certain kind of flair and presence? Both seem natural to you, as a theatre enthusiast."

[acapriciousreaper]

Kuja nods. "I try to maintain a certain level of memorable panache. The exact method doesn't truly matter; what matters is that in everything you do, you are, uniquely, expressing you. Anything less is just getting in your own way."

[musicinmysoul]

Matilda's actually silent for a moment, her head tilted downward in consideration. She's always supported that form of expression, conveying yourself through what you do and how you do it. She always turned to music and keeping her head down at the same time, conflicting elements that let the shy girl get at least some of herself across. She's still working on having that much confidence...

Don't mind her, Kuja; the small smile on her face is just her being pensive.