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enodiamod ([personal profile] enodiamod) wrote in [community profile] enodia_ic2023-05-26 10:27 am

LEADERSHIP EVALUATION


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!

    philomathean: (🪳110)

    The Snack Guy & Annie

    [personal profile] philomathean 2023-05-27 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
    Annie exits the exam room looking like she's just returned from war. Or, more accurately, like she's just getting out of the car after a four hour return trip through traffic from an electric dance music festival. The rapid switch from insect instincts to analytical Annie mode has left her with a few crossed wires in the ol' noggin. The gash above her right eye probably isn't helping with her headache. But that will all have to wait. She's starving!

    When she spots Jack with a bag of sliced oranges, she makes her way over to him and leans against the wall by his side. She has no idea that he is undergoing his own psychological combat, obstacle course, and assessment in the confines of his mind. "Can I have some of those?"
    nolitangere: (🩺238)

    The Snack Guy & Annie

    [personal profile] nolitangere 2023-05-27 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
    "They're for you," he replies. He doesn't sound very boyfriendly when he says it—more unsettled, because she is leaning a hairsbreadth too close and the wound above her eye looks bad. It's a lot to contend with, the violence of it all, unfolding in a neat, orderly procedure. He's not sure how she can be so casual after facing down robots programmed to fight. Without thinking, Jack scoots away from Annie a little bit as he hands her the bag of oranges. Already he's fumbling his first major test.

    "Do you want help with that?" He motions with his chin at the gash above her eye. Then, remembering himself, he unscrews the cap of the sports drink. "This is for you too, by the way."
    philomathean: (🪳72)

    The Snack Guy & Annie

    [personal profile] philomathean 2023-05-27 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
    "That's sm—" she nearly compliments his methods of subterfuge before realizing just how ungrateful and abrupt that would sound to an onlooker, "—weet." Gladly, she takes the proffered oranges and drink, and holds out the bag to him to share before taking a slice of her own.

    She lifts her fingertips to the cut on her head when he calls attention to it. It hurts much worse when she touches it and she pulls her hand away. It's always a bit of a mystery to her how injuries she sustains while transformed will transfer back to her. She thinks this one occurred when she'd smacked her head-capsule into a shifting wall in the obstacle course. She doesn't want it to scar but she is reluctant to impose on Jack in this way. Their whole situation still feels remarkably delicate. "It's uncomfortable for you, isn't it? I'll be okay."
    nolitangere: (🩺239)

    The Snack Guy & Annie

    [personal profile] nolitangere 2023-05-27 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
    “That’s going to scar,” he frowns. It’s not really a clean cut—more like a break, the skin smashed to form the red boundaries of the wound. “Unless you don’t plan on moving your eyebrows for the next two to three weeks.”

    Jack draws back, looking down at Annie, the corners of his mouth still pressed tight. “It’s not a big deal,” he adds, feeling a little slighted. “I do this all the time. This is my job.”
    Edited 2023-05-27 02:59 (UTC)
    philomathean: (🪳116)

    The Snack Guy & Annie

    [personal profile] philomathean 2023-05-27 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
    "Nooo, I need my eyebrows to communicate," Annie frowns and the inner corners of her eyebrows draw in and up involuntarily. She winces, clearly beaten. "Well, alright."

    Tilting her chin up, she relaxes her forehead and prepares herself for...what? She's unsure. She's more curious than nervous. "Should I like... clear my mind first?" Annie asks, before popping an orange slice into her mouth and biting down on it like it's a leather strap.
    nolitangere: (🩺059)

    The Snack Guy & Annie

    [personal profile] nolitangere 2023-05-27 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
    "Doesn't matter," Jack says. And then, without so much as a pause, he raises his left hand to place the tip of his thumb atop her wound.

    A mind link isn't painful unless one of them makes it so. But it's an odd sensation if you're not used to it—like seeing double, Jack before your eyes and behind them.

    But Jack is used to it. He thinks of his song until it fills both their heads. And though they're sharing a mind link, there is clearly a Jack portion of the link and an Annie portion; he sticks to his side of the line.

    Right now, Jack couldn't probe her mind even if he wanted to—ordinarily, he'd just prompt the wound to heal with no regard for scarring, speeding along the natural process rather than directing it. But now, as a matter of pride, he's doing things the hard way: not so much healing the cut by promoting the formation of new skin as recreating her skin from memory. It takes all of his concentration to manipulate flesh and keep up several layers of mental defenses. If Annie managed to sift past the McCoys and their plodding bass, she'd encounter Jack's thoughts about adult aspirin dosages, the expiration date on his tube of lidocaine cream, excerpts of Roland Barthes, and, only then, her own face.

    Meanwhile, Jack is concentrating hard. He looks a little (a lottle) goofy as he works.
    philomathean: (🪳191)

    The Snack Guy & Annie

    [personal profile] philomathean 2023-05-27 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
    Annie doesn't pull away from his touch or resist the mind link but she does let out a little huff of protest. She has an odd sensation of being jostled, though her body remains still. It's disorienting but not so much as she thought it would be.

    For some reason, she had been envisioning a more distinctly physical space. Like entering a house in a dream or floating untethered, but still cradled, through blackness. Distracted by Jack's concentration face looming in front of her vision—which is the least interesting sensory experience out of the plethora of physical and mental sensations she is undergoing—she closes her eyes. She can sense that Jack has pushed his song from his side of the link to hers, and she misunderstands the lyrics as 'Hang On, Stupid' instead of 'Hey Now, Sloopy.' So, she's a little pissed off.

    "Can I pick the song next time?" she asks, eyes still closed. She is waiting politely on her side of their head, unaware of just how intensely he is concentrating. Well, his expression could have given it away, but whatever.
    nolitangere: (153)

    The Snack Guy & Annie

    [personal profile] nolitangere 2023-05-27 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
    Jack responds through the mind link:
    No.

    This is perhaps more jarring than anything else in the mind link thus far—his voice in the shared space, loud and unavoidable.
    Sorry.

    Because he's preoccupied, his insincerity does leak a little over onto Annie's side. Luckily for both of them, he's nearly done with her cut. After another few seconds, Jack pulls away, severing the mind link. Nobody has ever told him what this feels like—he assumes it feels relieving. It's relieving to him, at least, like stopping yourself from doing something you know is awful.

    Jack tilts his head, squinting at Annie's forehead as he checks to see if he'd made any mistakes. But no—"Good as new," Jack pronounces. He smiles briefly.