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

[einspine]

"HOW DO... WHAT, EXACTLY? Oh wait, she changed the subject. To his brother. Though he slumped a little, 'twas a fair question to ask. It just brought to mind feelings of homesickness. And maybe, just maybe, a bit of brother sickness as well.

"WELL, DESPITE HIS LAZY DEMEANOR, SANS IS... VERY SKILLED. OF COURSE, HAVING TRAINED AS A ROYAL GUARD FOR TEN YEARS, THAT'S TO BE EXPECTED. BUT IN ADDITION TO HIS BONES, HE HAS A KNACK FOR MANIPULATING GRAVITY AS WELL AS FOCUSING HIS MAGIC SO INTENSELY THAT HE CAN DEAL EITHER SHORT-BURSTS OF POWERFUL HITS OR INTENSE, RAPID COMBOS OF SMALLER HITS THAT ACCUMULATE TO AN EVEN GREATER BURST OF DAMAGE."

There were also some... other cheap tricks, but it was best not to say too much at once. Time to let her soak in the first exposition dump before whipping out another.

[songbird_slayer]

"So a 'sprinter' sort of thaumaturgy. I can see that working well when you're the lazy sort. Be intense and get everything done quick, then take a nap afterward. Sound strategy."

So what was she? She tended to have her stronger moments, but she supposed she was more the trapper, followed by the ambusher. If something caught her, she was a cooked goose.

"While you... hmm... exert control and apply presentation to your magic. Wow, it really does flow with the personalities, doesn't it? I ought to figure my own magic out and see what happens, shouldn't I?"

[einspine]

Oh! Yes, that made sense. He nodded, though there's a a teensy laugh escaped him. How did he not make that connection sooner? "YES, MAGIC REALLY DOES VARY FROM USER TO USER. THOUGH, OBVIOUSLY, SOME MONSTERS DO BETTER WITH DIFFERENT TYPES AND ELEMENTS. SKELETONS HAVE BONES, BOSS MONSTERS USE FIRE, WOSHUAS USE... MAGIC. SOAP. BECAUSE THEY'RE KIND OF UNIVERSALLY CLEAN FREAKS."

But, ooh, contemplating her own magic. He rubbed his hands together. "BUT PLEASE DO EXPERIMENT WITH YOUR MAGIC! MAKE A GRAND SPECTACLE OF SORCERY! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WOULD EAGERLY WATCH SUCH A DISPLAY!!!"

[songbird_slayer]

"Weeeell..." Now that she thought about it, as her fingers ran over the strings of the guitar, the air growing light yet heavy all at once, as if swaying under the force of a sort of sorcery taking hold:

"I'm not particularly strong, I suppose, and I face such large, aggressive things on a typical basis back home or whatever world I'm in. Tieflings are hunted constantly, but my trick is that they have to reach me first. Thus... control magic.

...Left."

She played a chord, and it was like a large unseen hand took hold of the table just behind her and threw it entirely up and over to her left hand side.

"Or I'll scream, and that's the end of anything that finally manages to reach me. But I can't demonstrate that now, because I always like being near you, Papyrus."

[einspine]

"BUT WHY ARE YOU HUNT-" Before he could finish, that chord flipped the table, and his jaw dropped. "WOWIE!!! I HAD NO IDEA MUSICAL MAGIC COULD YIELD SUCH TREMENDOUS STRENGTH... WELL, UNTIL YOUR LAST PERFORMANCE. BUT STILL!"

He continued staring at the table, but that last comment brought a bit of color to his cheekbones. Somehow. One could probably write a whole speculative essay on how magic skeletons could blush, but the simplest explanation was, 'It's Papyrus.'

"OH. WELL. I ALSO GREATLY ENJOY YOUR COMPANY! SO... YES. I APPRECIATE THE LACK OF SCREAMING. EVEN IF I'M SURE IT'S INCREDIBLY COOL."