OPEN: Schnee Company Security Tryouts

[whiteas]

WHO: Weiss, Mercury, Yang, Ren, security job applicants (open), anyone who wants to watch (open)
WHAT: Given the inability to check credentials in Genessia, Weiss's interviews are a little different than normal. This one? It involves staying alive for 10 minutes with someone she knows can fight.
WHEN: Sunday, 8am-10am
WHERE: Attleton's Battle Colosseum
WARNINGS: Violence. Character Death (Jean+Mercury thread).

The Colosseum seemed incredibly public a place to do interviews, but the reality was that there was no guarantee that there wouldn't be stressful situations for fighters. If they had public or performance anxiety, it would be just as bad as someone who couldn't handle the sight of blood or someone who couldn't fight. The crowd was a benefit to add pressure. Plus, the Colosseum had the added benefit of a consequence-free death. They would just wake up in the hospital. Even if she didn't particularly want to see anyone die, it was one way to make sure that anyone hired could handle whatever came at them.

As applicants entered the stadium, they would see Weiss sitting in the first row. What most might consider a 'splash zone,' but she wanted to be able to see the matches. All of them. She was the one hiring, after all. And she needed to be able to time it and make sure that all of the testers followed the rules too. Two of them she knew would be fine, but one she had a significant lesser opinion of. At least it would all work out. So line up, applicants.

[ OOC: So here's how this is going to work. If your character would like to apply for a security job at Schnee Company, they need to reply to this post with the subject line "Applicant." After that, one of the testers (Yang, Mercury, or Ren) will reply to it and the characters will fight. The character must survive the fight for 10 minutes, and may be ranked hire as an applicant if they actually win their fight. If they die or are knocked unconscious during the fight, they will automatically wake up in the infirmary, but be disqualified from getting the job. They can disqualify themselves by stating that they yield during the thread. Weiss will provide rude honest opinions of the fight once it's over and also be playing the role of referee to make sure the timing and yields are upheld.

If you want to be an audience member, you can make your own thread, handwave and mention in later threads, or yell things in the middle of fights to distract applicants. If an audience member goes onto the field during someone else's fight, they will be considered a bystander and the applicant must protect them as well as themselves. If the audience member wins the fight for the applicant, the applicant is disqualified. ]

Comments

Audience

[beautifulmidboss]

[Since becoming Guardian, Midboss had been considering the Attleton Arena something of a personal playground. He had no issues with other people using it, of course - it would be rude to hog the place - but he did often come to watch what they were up to out of his own curiosity.

And thus, he had settled himself a couple of rows back to watch the fights. This should be interesting.]

[melodiouspacifist]

[The expression carefully displayed is one of curiosity. There's going to be people fighting and showing off their skills? Of course he can take some time and check that out. It's good to know what sorts of people one is dealing with after all. He doesn't sit next to Midboss, but the row in front of him, to his right. He rests one leg on top of the other and sits back, as though he's relaxing.

After a few moments, he glances back with an all too innocent looking smile.]

I heard there was some kind of fighting display going on.

[beautifulmidboss]

[Midboss was glad he wasn't the only one lurking around to watch. He gave Demyx a friendly smile in return.]

Indeed. I believe the Schnee Company are conducting a rather...unique variety of job interviews.

[Unique by this world's standards anyway. In the Netherworld, this was hardly abnormal.]

It should pose for an interesting display, certainly.

[melodiouspacifist]

Job interviews huh? Interesting job. Someone was asking about that I think, before. I guess if you want to work around here, you have to interview for it.

[Is that normal? It probably is. He hadn't interviewed for his job, it just fell into his lap at home, that was just the nature of how things went.]

You think so? These people are they skilled then?

[beautifulmidboss]

The job is for some sort of security position, as I understand, so I suppose this is the best way to go about testing someone's capabilities.

Not all work here has an interview attached to it, of course, it depends on the employer in question.

[Midboss chuckled, leaning back in his chair.]

Some are very much so. I have been quite impressed with the range of powers I've seen people display here. None are as elegant and powerful as moi, of course, but that would be a challenge.

[melodiouspacifist]

I'm not really looking for a job. This is more like a vacation to me!

[He grins at that because vacations are great things.]

Oh? Your powers are impressive then? That's good. You must be important.

Applicant

[cleanlevis]

[Levi arrived to arena, fully armed with 3D maneuver he got from Armin. Luckily, he had had his leg healed earlier, so he would be able to fight in this interview with everything he got.

Even if most of Levi's fighting was done against titans, he did have experience on fighting with people close to his size as well. He was confident that this would go well, but he also wasn't about to let his guard down because of how many different kinds of people there were.]

[beautifulmidboss]

Hmhm, that is one way to look at it, I suppose. I gather you're fairly new to Genessia, then?

[Midboss couldn't fault Demyx's spirit. He was certainly more cheerful about this mess than some other new arrivals.

Also, Demyx? You should really know better than to stroke his ego.]

Mais bien sûr! I am the Dark Adonis, Vyers! The Guardian of this fair city!

[melodiouspacifist]

Just got here. It's nice having a little free time you know? Sitting around, playing my sitar, getting naps in without people complaining...so far it's a good vacation.

[If stroking his ego is going to yield a bit of information, he's happy to do it.]

What does a Guardian do exactly?

[alittlebitfiery]

[And waiting for Levi was a rather unassuming looking teenage girl, going through a couple stretches to get the blood flowing as she waited. When she saw him, she bounced back on the balls of her feet and grinned, offering him a friendly wave.]

Hey!

[She didn't bother letting her gauntlets unfold yet, keeping them as bracelets as she shifted into a basic 'ready' posture, fists up. She probably looked pretty silly!]

Whenever you're ready.

[cleanlevis]

[The girl does seem a little different from what Levi's used to seeing, but that doesn't mean anything about what he should expect. She also seemed rather cheerful despite the fact that this was going to be a fight, which wasn't something he saw often either. Then again, happiness in general in his world... haha, nope.

Levi took the swords from his gears as he got ready. He did know how to fist fight if needed, but he was more efficient with weapons in hand. The open area would be slightly difficult to use the 3D's to full extend, but they could be used... well, as long as he didn't hit the audience or something. He would be a pretty bad security man if he did.

He'd make it work, somehow. For now, he just ran towards the girl to close the distance, ready to attack with one of the swords.]

[alittlebitfiery]

[Yang's eyes narrowed as he charged forward, her expression more thoughtful than concerned. She twisted her wrists and her gauntlets unfolded, then stepped forward as he reached her, bring her arm up into his guard to block the swing before her other fist lashed out towards his stomach.]

[It was an easily predictable move, she was just testing the water. And grinning.]

Applicant!

[soulist]

[ Cyrus has seen the job posting around town, so he figured he'd give it a shot. He was doing mostly odd jobs since his arrival here but this was something more his speed. He'll arrive at the arena with no mentions of weapons in tow. He never liked to carry them around in public so, well, that was just how he was. Ever so considerate, yes. He'll cough a few times into his robotic left hand as he looked around for whoever it was that was going to interview him.

He noted Weiss sitting there and remembered her as the one on that hologram upon his arrival. Seems like she was quite capable for someone around his age. That made working here all the more interesting, if he got the job. The only thing holding him back was his illness but he'd be damned if he was going to let that get in his way. ]

audience

[waterdroplet]

[Katara is curious. She's been here for a week today, so surely there is still a lot of her to see in Genessia and getting to know some styles of fighting is one of the things on top of her list. If people from different worlds are going to gather here today, then well, that is a great chance to learn something new, isn't it?

She's almost tempted to go try it herself, she is waterbending master after all, but... No, the girl is just going to watch it today as she is not going to apply for a position as security. She could, but figures it might be best to do something else for job here.

She'll take a seat from a few rows back, but anyone can also find her walking around before and after the tryouts.

And if anyone happens to need a healer, well here's one with waterbending skills for that too. Katara is definitely going to see if that skill is needed too, since she hasn't actually -- mentioned it anywhere yet, but she really should fix that sooner or later.]

Applicant

[neighvarily]

[If Jean was going to keep living with the others with an ounce of pride, he needed a job. Something like receptionist work might have been cushier, but he didn't see the point in learning skills he wasn't going to use later on. That and the security posting was the only job that didn't sound like he'd end up bored out of his mind.

After getting Mikasa's permission to borrow her gear, he stood in the arena, taking in his surroundings while he still had the chance. The gear probably wouldn't matter in the future if he succeeded, unless they found a way to replicate the technology, but he might as well be at his best. He eyed Weiss in the front row. She wasn't exactly impressive to look at, but she must be confident to sit that close to the action. If she had the influence to stage this, there was a reason. Appearances were deceiving, and he wasn't going to underestimate anyone. He waited for his competition to show up.]

[sarcaskick]

[ Speaking of bored out of his mind, that's the entire reason Mercury's here at all. He doesn't have any particular fondness for Weiss (and she certainly has none for him) but when she offered to let him fight people? Maybe even kill them without consequence?

It was all aboard the hype train, and Mercury's been waiting with some impatience as other applicants were assigned partners that weren't him. It was maddening to watch fights without knowing when he'd finally get to his but the time was here at last - even so he kept an air of indifference about him as he strolled into the arena with a lazy saunter, eyeing his target with an indecipherable smirk as he studied the weird device he was strapped into. At a glance Mercury might appear unarmed, though one might think his boots looked a little unusual. ]

Think you brought enough gear, buddy?

[neighvarily]

[He gave Mercury's boots a glance, wondering how the hell he was supposed to maneuver in those. They looked uncomfortable and hardly pliant. Granted, the 3DMG wasn't easy on the body, but he was more than accustomed to it. He didn't know whether to be insulted or cautious that his opponent didn't seemed armed in the least, but he didn't appear worried. If anything, that meant he was probably hiding something. He'd rather force him to reveal it sooner, if possible.]

Want to see how fast we can get this over with?

[He decided to gauge his fighting style for now and withdrew his swords, keeping his body low, and charged.]

[sarcaskick]

Let's!

[ He leans forward a bit, bending at the knees before springing forward. He's fast, given that he fights entirely with his legs, closing the gap between them at an alarming rate. Jean may be opting to get a feel for things, but Mercury wastes no time in raising a leg for a roundhouse kick that could probably behead a man if he weren't prepared.

He's supposed to be testing these guys to fight criminals, right? What better way, than to fight like the cold-blooded killer he really is? ]

[martialpatience]

[ It's not long at all before Ren walks up adjacent to Cyrus, his appearance calm and completely relaxed with pale pink hues fixed on the other male quietly. In his hands are two unique weapons which were the only thing belying the otherwise calm appearance he gave off.

He's quite a quiet guy but he wouldn't be here if he couldn't at least hold his own well in a fight. Readying his weapons and shifting his stance into a offensive one as he regarded Cyrus. ]

We can start whenever you're ready.

Open

[neverfeltthatway]

[Arriving early, Armin first makes a round of the contestants to check if they need anything and to wish his friends luck. After that, he takes a position next to Weiss in the front row, notebook in hand - ready to take notes on the proceedings, and to serve as referee should the need arise.

Should anyone have a question or a problem, audience member or contestant, he's the one they should go to - since Weiss' opinion is far more important in watching the matches, he also takes as his job the handling of any distractions before they should reach her.

He's a little nervous, since it's one of the first days on the job - and more than that, he's not sanguine about the possibility of his friends dying in the arena, no matter what anyone says about its safety. Even if there are no physical consequences - which, not understanding how it works, he's not confident in - he's gone through that before, and he doesn't want anyone else to have to feel it.

Still, he bears up well under the pressure, even managing to smile and act friendly and encouraging.]

Applicant

[frostbittenoblivion]

[She walks in rather quietly, at first looking mildly bored and slightly out of place. She's been here less than 24 hours, but something told her that applying to this sort of job might keep her busy while she found her way around this new life. Besides, where there was a guard...there had to be danger. Observing the other matches, she waited until her turn might come up....it was a bit nostalgic, being on this end of the fighting this time. She enjoyed it already- though her bored expression said otherwise]

[neighvarily]

[Shit. This guy is fast, and he's not sure why he seems to keep meeting people with superhuman abilities, but now's not the time to get sidetracked. He fires the grappling hooks at the wall, and the only thing that saves him is allowing himself to be pulled in the other direction. He angles himself halfway there, releasing the wires and firing them in the opposite direction in order to circle back to Mercury. If he wants to fight with speed, he'll use speed to fight him, firing the tanks to increase his velocity.

Mercury's taking the fight seriously. Good. It's one less thing for Jean to worry about. Regardless, he knows they can die in here, and he doesn't want to kill him if he can avoid it, so when he overcomes the distance, he swings one of the blades down, aiming to pierce his competition in the shoulder, leaving himself open in the process.

Titans are large, (normally) slow creatures, after all, and they don't carry weapons.]

[alittlebitfiery]

[Yang was back in the arena after a break, and she was waving to the people watching when the newest applicant arrived.]

Hey! [She spun around, offering the girl a grin.] I'm Yang. We can start whenever you're ready.

[sarcaskick]

[ He'd been wondering what the hell that gear was for, and as Jean launches into action Mercury can't help but laugh - out of fascination, perhaps, because holy cow is that something new! So it wasn't a weapon, so much as a mobility-enhancer... good to know, though he's pretty sure getting hit by those hooks would be a pretty bad time as well. Something to watch out for.

But for now the something he has to watch out for is the blade swinging in fast and hard from overhead - but this isn't his first time taking on enemies with handheld weapons, and he's had plenty of practice in defending himself from them. His leg snaps up, catching the sword against the metal of his boot to knock the incoming strike aside - then hooking his leg back towards Jean's neck, aiming to land a blow with his heel. It's nowhere near as dangerous as that first kick, it's not a blow that will kill anyone in decent physical shape, but it's bound to hurt like hell if it lands and effect the impacted muscle.

These boots were made for kicking, and that's just what they'll do. ]

[neighvarily]

[It's not the first time he regrets not taking his hand-to-hand combat training very seriously, but he'll have to deal with it for now because he doesn't even want to think about the alternative.

And that? That fucking hurts. The impact sends his body tumbling to the ground, the wires returning back to their storage compartments. Not wanting to risk another hit while he's down, he fires one of the wires out again, hoping to create some distance while he considers the best way to go about this.

Mercury's strength lies in his legs, so if he can find a way to injure those, he'd probably have won the fight. Those things he called boots were in the way, but his knees appear to be unguarded. Aiming is going to be a pain, though, with how low they are to the ground in comparison to the Titans, but it's not entirely impossible. But at this distance, he'd just end up dragging himself to the ground, probably assisting Mercury in killing him. It's with some resignation that he determines that he'll have to get closer to attempt to disarm him, so he switches directions and lands on his feet, ignoring the gear for now. He charges, one sword up front and ready to attempt to block any incoming attack. He tries his best to not make it obvious, going for a distraction with the swords, but he reaches for one of his handgrips to aim a grappling hook at one of his knees.]