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LEADERSHIP EVALUATION

Exploring the Riftlands can be a dangerous endeavor, even for Liminals, so it's always important that members of the Explorer Division keep their powers honed, their bodies fit, and their minds sharp. It's also important to ensure that those most qualified to be in charge are placed there. To that end, Samuel J. Thornton has called all the members, both primary and supplementary, together for their first Leadership Evaluation.

Thornton holds these evaluations every few months to determine who will be placed in charge when the Division divides into smaller groups to carry out different missions and investigate different areas. The evaluation has three parts: combat practice, an obstacle course, and the (much dreaded) written strategic/leadership assessment. The evaluations tend to take a few hours and moods among the Division members run the gamut. Some take it quite seriously, studying and training ahead of time and giving it their all. Some act as if it's just another requirement from Thornton and treat it like any other training session to be overcome or endured. Some only show up because they know if they don't Thornton will put them on administrative leave (ugh). Regardless, it's a big day for the Division.

During combat practice, each member will face off against a handful of robotic combatants with customized programming based on Thornton's assessment of their skills. This is held in a moderately-sized training room in the middle of the hall. During the obstacle course, each member will be given places to reach and tasks to complete throughout a maze of obstacles that run the gamut from shifting walls to collapsing floors to blasts with a numbing (and gradually paralytic) effect and beyond. The engineers in Operations and Security have really outdone themselves this year! This is held in the enormous training room at the end of the hall. During the written strategic/leadership assessment, each member will take a long, comprehensive exam designed to assess their reasoning, their empathy, their strategic prowess, and their leadership ability. This is held in a moderately-sized training room at the beginning of the hall that has been filled up with desks.

Non-Explorer residents from across the Station are also welcome to participate if they want to test their mettle, though they may find themselves being recruited by Thornton if they do exceptionally well. Otherwise, they are welcome to show up and watch the action through a series of monitors that line the basement hallway. Even the room with the written exam appears on one screen for some unknown reason. It's a bit of an event. [Non-Explorer Character A] even brings refreshments and has printed up some little flags and trinkets featuring the names of some more impressive (at least in their opinion!) contenders. Are they trying to be supportive or psych someone out or just trying to make a buck? It's hard to say.

» THE EVALUATIONS: Complete the form below to have your character's leadership evaluation scored. Only characters that comment here are eligible for leadership roles.

HOW THIS WORKS

Every few months, the Explorer Division will hold Leadership Evaluations. These evaluations will use player forms and RNG to determine which characters are going to be placed in leadership positions during upcoming explorations of the Riftlands. This doesn't translate to any particular power or authority in the game day to day, but is something for players to play off of and will change throughout the course of the game.

IC all characters in the Explorer Division must complete this evaluation. Even if a player doesn't complete this form OOC, it will be assumed that their character competed unless specified elsewhere.

Thornton is notoriously strict and difficult to please, so it isn't uncommon for evaluation scores to be absolutely brutal. But don't take it personally. He's just trying to help you realize your potential!

Fill out the form below to see how your character handles the evaluation!

» DURING THE EVALUATIONS: For those lingering in the halls waiting on their results, those watching the challenges play out on the monitors, and anyone else that's hanging around.

» AFTER THE EVALUATIONS: After the evaluations have wrapped up for the day.

» OOC - QUESTIONS, COMMENTS, CONCERNS!

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Wow! That was really hard! That was really bad! Wow! This is why IRIS didn't assign her to the Explorer Division! Still, later on in the back of Willy's head she'll be thinking about everything she did wrong and all the ways she just looked stupid in front of every single cool and intimidating person she's been trying to befriend since getting here. No big!!!!!

For now, Eden walks off her bruises. Not wanting to skitter off too quickly and look as embarrassed as she actually is, she sits on the sidelines to hydrate, tape up the ankle she twisted, and slap some bandaids on her knees. At least her hair still looks perfect???

Injured pride is beyond Jack’s abilities, but he can help with physical bruises.

He sits down next to Eden casually, aware that she might not want to draw attention to herself—he can read a room, even if he ignores what he reads 99% of the time—and pretends to yawn.

“Need help?” he whispers from behind his hand. He’s in his scrubs, so he hopes he’s not coming across as an unsolicited weirdo—hi, he’s with Medical.

(Jack is not aware that this is Limited Availability Eden Chen in the flesh, as he’s been focusing too hard on the actual evaluations to put names to faces.)

Eden glances at this newcomer at first, prepared to shrug him off with a nicety, but the scrubs do help. Medical was really nice about it the first time a robot sent her flying out there. Maybe she should've taken their check-in as an opportunity to bow out gracefully.

She gives the nice man (not beard doctor, notedly) a sheepish little squeeze of a smile, and moves to show him the scrapes on her knees from the second time a robot sent her flying out there. "Maybe. I um, got kind of knocked around. It doesn't hurt that bad. But it looks kinda gross."

Jack considers her knees. "Kinda gross," he agrees, smiling. But nothing out of the ordinary.

"I can take care of this one of two ways. I can go get my medical kit and patch you up that way—that's the ordinary way. Or I can use my powers. But it's going to feel a little uncomfortable in your head for a few seconds."

"Oh. Uncomfortable how?"

Eden's curious, which shows in her face, but she's not prepared to talk about Willy right now. What if the powers get him all messed up, strawberry swirled around in her brain? An image of the worst egg flower soup EVER conjures itself in her mind's eye.

"Um -- but anyway, ordinary is okay." She smiles again, more warmly this time. "Thank you."

Jack doesn't get a chance to answer Eden's question, which is fine by him.

"Hang tight," he says. It doesn't take him long to fetch his medical kit, which is about as well-stocked as it was when he started this morning. Pretty much all he's done today is wince as people get beat up by robots or moving walls, confirm their bleeding isn't internal, or send them on to the Medical building. He still has plenty of supplies.

When he returns to where she's sitting, his hands are sanitized. After pulling out some supplies and pulling on a pair of gloves, Jack starts to clean the scrapes, careful not to touch Eden with anything other than gauze. He's well-practiced at that.

"Are you an Explorer?" Jack asks, just to make conversation.

"Nooo," Eden demurs, holding herself carefully for Jack's ministrations. "I'm in Security, actually."

She cracks another smile and shrugs. "And I'm really new. If you couldn't tell."

The only thing keeping her ego afloat. When this happens next year, she'll be back.

"I actually couldn't tell," Jack says. There really doesn't seem to be much correlation between experience and performance on the evals—Jack is vaguely aware that that Lou guy is an old hand, yet he flubbed the combat portion.

"Just bad luck," he continues, putting one final band-aid on her knee before he sits back. "There you go." He gives her a brisk smile and a peace sign. "I'm Jack, by the way."

If Eden were feeling a smidge better, this wouldn't make her feel as nice as it does. Of course it's just bad luck. What a convenient refrain.

Jack. Jack, Jack, Jack. It takes a moment, but then there's a lightbulb, and her expression goes full beam. This is that Jack!

"Pepero Jack!" she exclaims. "...Thank you, by the way. It's me?? Eden."

"Limited Availability Eden Chen!" Jack mirrors her expression, beaming right back, before laughing. He wonders how many food-related epithets he can pick up while working here at Enodia—is 'Pepero Jack' better or worse than 'Dr. Radish Man?' Hard to say.

Eden looks more muscular than he anticipated for someone who ostensibly hates war, but otherwise, she matches up to the image he had of her in his head. Jack looks around for anyone that might be 'William Cobb,' who Jack thinks must be Eden's friend, boyfriend, or assistant. Yet she seems to be alone.

"Did you come here by yourself? Where's your—uh—pal?"

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