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test drive meme (#2)
The Pan Pacific Defense Corps was usually offered any of a variety of local buildings to set up their testing centers. For reasons of access and availability, most testing clinics were set up in central areas for any given community. Those of the PPDC staff on hand vary in their personal intensity. Some of the men and women wearing Strike Group insignia seemed overly serious, to the point of frowning with intensity at some of the youngest checking in for this testing round. Those from the K-Science division are tight with nervous energy as they direct prospective cadets through various activities. Everything was meant to measure potential, looking for that spark that meant they had somebody who was Drift Compatible. The majority of people were turned away after the first series of seemingly random tests, officials looking in eyes, placing odd looking contraptions over heads, asking for people to play a series of short games, one even in a virtual reality set-up. |
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If you are still here now, you've made it past the first cut. You'll be sat down in a room with the rest who have made it this far, then systematically led into smaller interview rooms as pairs. If you came with a partner, they're your first interview candidate. If you came on your own, all your interviews are random assignment. All who have been asked to stay are required to sit through and conduct a series of short peer to peer interviews. The questions are straightforward.
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You've been accepted into the Jaeger Academy. You've been assigned to your barracks, issued your uniform and necessities, shown the overall layout of the Shatterdome, and told the wake up call is at 0530. You're settling in to the Academy schedule, and for many, it may be brutal indeed. When you're brought into the indoor swimming pool, it's to an overwhelming stench of chlorine. Your swimsuits are all the same for the men, simple swim-trunks, one uniform blue. Women wear a blue and white racer style swimsuit, in the same cut across the board. Uniformity doesn't disappear for swimming lessons. Lessons start out basic, teaching each Cadet to rely on themselves and each other to keep them afloat. From there, maneuvers get more complicated. Learning safe diving techniques, practicing proper holds to keep an unconscious or panicked partner afloat. Speed, agility, and endurance: all will be in demand. Then you start hearing rumors about full uniform swims coming up the next session. |
Please set up your own scenarios as you like. The above two scenarios are suggestions. Anything goes! If you want to stop by and see about doing some communal AU Worldbuilding, check out the new AU Worldbuilding Meme! |
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Yeah, no. He's not going to be her favorite. You earn the right to give this woman a nickname. You work your ass for it, you impress her, and you get your ass in gear first and foremost. Plain old moochers don't float her boat at all.
"Did you have a question?"
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So there's just the slightest rocking back onto his heels before he nods.
"Are you always so prickly?" ...That wasn't the best question to ask her, was it?
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"Yes, I am. And you ought to learn to deal with it, or you're going to be disappointed in the length and quality of your time here."
She has no real sway in the earlier stages, but once things start getting intense, she can put in a few bad words here and there that might "help" his career path go elsewhere.
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"I never said I wasn't going to, just that I wanted to know what to expect."
Which is the truth, and at least he's being honest even if he's not standing at attention at all or showing any amount of respect. Though anyone with doctor as a title is already better than he is.
"I mean hell, you could just be doing this for show or something, I don't know."
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"I'm not. I tend to be straightforward. You'll probably figure that out soon enough."
Turning as though she wants to walk away, she sighs, then turns back and faces him head-on.
"Now, did you have a question?"
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Oh, right! He remembers now and nods eagerly.
"What does, "What does a fox say?" have to do with any of this?"
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"It's an old cultural reference, possibly designed to test the sense of humor of each of you. I wouldn't know, however; I am not a psychologist in the least." And she prefers not working with people. It's a thing.
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"Waaaiit." He draws the word out and points a finger at her. "So you're observing us, testing us, and you don't even know the answers to the questions we were asking each other?"
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"They're not meant to have specific answers, or can you not tell that by the nature of them? Open-ended." Don't point at your elders and betters, mister.