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 Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 11:06 pm
There are three people in the office, or well, five, obviously not including the two interviewees gathered. Mark quickly scurries to the sanctity of his desk while Sam looks bored, still playing games on her cell phone. She gives Otto and Gale a halfhearted wave.
The Death lead sits back onto his throne and then takes out a folder. He pulls out a pair of glasses, wipes them clean, and for some reason, replaces it with his current pair of identical looking glasses before looking up. "You have thirty seconds."
Wait, thirty seconds of what?
OOC DEATH TRIALS- It seems Caelius is looking for something from their interview and unfortunately they only have thirty seconds. Each or both, this is questionable. - Occasionally, Caelius will look down at his desk, in favour for actually writing things on this folder. During that time, both Sam and Mark will start making hand and mouth gestures, in hopes that Gale and Otto catch on. Step 1: Try to get cues of what to do from Mark and Sam. Each CUE costs 5 seconds so you have FOUR rolls. Using your four rolls try to piece together what to say into some semblance of a proposal perhaps? - Roll 1d10. Match your dice roll to the results below. Then, using the cues you were given (the ones you matched), try to have your Hunter figure out what to say. EXAMPLE: I have 20 seconds. I am allowed 4 rolls. I roll 2, 4, 5, 1. I then look at what this matches in the list below, and have that be the cues my Hunter ICly received. Now my Hunter must make a guess of what to say. - If you roll a 1 you catch the words "make a contract" that Mark mouths followed by what looks like a flying bird. - If you roll a 2 you catch Mark making explosions with his hands followed by the words "impress me" - If you roll a 3 you catch Mark doing some sort of strange pantomiming dying gesture followed by a rather impressive impression of Caelius - If you roll a 4 you catch Mark getting distracted by female Mist Hunters outside the window. - If you roll a 5 Mark makes a motion that looks a lot like boobies and mouths Miniskirt Mondays. - If you roll a 6 Sam makes a cell phone motion something like - take important phone calls- If you roll a 7 Sam makes a writing gesture and says - fill in mission reports- If you roll an 8 Sam looks at Caelius, slices a finger across her neck, and then looks back to you - If you roll a 9 Sam creates an O with both her fingers. It's pretty obvious what she's saying - If you roll a 10 Sam rolls her eyes and mouths "You figure it out."
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kuropeco rolled 4 10-sided dice:
7, 7, 4, 9
Total: 27 (4-40)
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Posted: Fri Nov 01, 2013 12:26 pm
Gale really wasn't too sure about this.Quote: If you roll a 7 Sam makes a writing gesture and says - fill in mission reportsQuote: If you roll a 7 Sam makes a writing gesture and says - fill in mission reportsQuote: If you roll a 4 you catch Mark getting distracted by female Mist Hunters outside the window. Quote: If you roll a 9 Sam creates an O with both her fingers. It's pretty obvious what she's saying.
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Bittiface rolled 1 10-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Nov 01, 2013 5:42 pm
Ah ********. Intimidating room was intimidating. Mostly because Caelius was in it. Mark was just annoying, and Sam seemed less like a nasty b***h every time he met her. She was the most sane person here. And also icky gross stupid Gale face was here, double ew. Thirty seconds to figure out what Caelius wanted. He couldn't figure that out in thirty years, let alone seconds. However.... Quote: - If you roll a 3 you catch Mark doing some sort of strange pantomiming dying gesture followed by a rather impressive impression of Caelius So he... was gunna die no matter what he said or did? Seemed legit. Still, he needed something to say...
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Bittiface rolled 3 10-sided dice:
4, 10, 9
Total: 23 (3-30)
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Posted: Fri Nov 01, 2013 5:43 pm
Quote: - If you roll a 4 you catch Mark getting distracted by female Mist Hunters outside the window. Quote: - If you roll a 10 Sam rolls her eyes and mouths "You figure it out." Quote: - If you roll a 9 Sam creates an O with both her fingers. It's pretty obvious what she's saying Otto realized looking to Mark for answers was as useful as brushing his teeth with a bottle of Jack. So he looked to Sam. He tilted his head and gave her a dirty look when she assumed he'd figure it out. Honestly, she should know better. Otto was sassy to make up for the stupid his brain was made of. She seemed to realize this, and made an odd gesture. O? Like the crazy group that kept ******** s**t up?
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Posted: Fri Nov 01, 2013 7:33 pm
Thirty seconds were almost up, and Otto didn't wanna suffer brutal Caelius pain without actually at least doing something. The teen cleared his throat, attempting to stand a little straighter, his hands still stuffed in his pockets like a hooligan.
"Uh..." He quickly glanced at Sam before lowering his gaze to the carpet once more. "That group called O causes a lot of annoying disturbances. Someone should try and look into putting a wrench in their gears."
That's all he got, man. That's all he got.
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 2:25 pm
Thirty seconds was terrible.
Once he'd gotten over staring blankly at the pair of them, Gale had, in fact, concluded quite quickly that this, unfortunately, a) was not a joke; b) was not going to be easy; and c) he should have realized this from the start because this was Caelius they were talking about here.
Gale gave Mark a sideways glance, caught him staring out the window at a pack of passing Mists, and heaved a sigh, rolling his eyes. His glance at Sam didn't yield quite the same results (Sam was not creepily ogling anyone out of a window that he could see - Gale sincerely hoped that none of the Mists outside were Stormy, for Mark's sake), but she was still not helpful in the slightest.
He sighed again.
"Mission reports," said Gale, for lack of a better thing to say and because Sam was being persistent about it. "There's a distinct lack of continuity when it comes to mission reports, which means that there needs to be more discipline when it comes to both filling them out and investigating the truth behind the reports, whether or not the source is reliable."
This, of course, was all a complete guess, but Gale hoped the calm look on his face would maybe sort of kind of pass it off as sounding intelligent. He glanced back at Sam, pressed his lips together, and said, "And the group that calls themselves O..."
He trailed off for a moment, fingers absently brushing over the simple black circular mark on his inner wrist, beneath the sleeve of his coat. "The O group," Gale said again. "Ourboros, what have you. We should do more than we already are to investigate their whereabouts."
And that was it because Gale was at a loss for words.
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 10:44 pm
Caelius spent the thirty-plus seconds or so listening to each of them, pausing enough to fold his hands on the table in some semblance of a placid expression.
There was a long pause and then-
-"You are dismissed."
Wait did that mean someone was hired or both didn't make it because as far as the advertisement went there was one position meant for the both-
- "If there are any stragglers, bring them in as well." He went back to ignoring everybody else in the room (a job he was unsurprisingly rather good at), which Mark took as a sign to grab each blonde midget by the arm and quickly hurry them out.
"I'll uh, I'll text you or something," he finally offered when he was out of hearing range. "One of you probably got the spot. Maybe. I'm not sure. You sure a couple of extra hundred a month is worth this? Is this like a betting sort of thing cuz like, you should rock paper scissors that and see who loses."
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Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 11:35 pm
When Rin and Lawrence arrive, they would have no clue that there were already several interviewees that had occupied these exact premises. Mark takes a seat back on his desk while Sam resumes her very long game of Candy Crush Saga. Neither of them look up.
The Death lead looks slightly more unimpressed, and one of his hands is clenched into a fist, probably as a test of patience from barely restraining himself from throwing blonde midgets out of windows (or portaling them into the Sahara).
"You have thirty seconds." He doesn't even pull out a folder as he simply looks at what looks like a giant glowing blue eyeball (or marble) on the table as if asking it why he was even here.
OOC DEATH TRIALS- It seems Caelius is looking for something from their interview and unfortunately they only have thirty seconds. Each or both, this is questionable. - Occasionally, Caelius will look down at his desk, in favour for actually writing things on this folder. During that time, both Sam and Mark, if they're feeling generous, may try to help. Step 1: Try to get cues of what to do from Mark and Sam. Each CUE costs 5 seconds so you have FOUR rolls. Using your four rolls try to piece together what to say into some semblance of a proposal perhaps? - Roll 1d10. Match your dice roll to the results below. Then, using the cues you were given (the ones you matched), try to have your Hunter figure out what to say. EXAMPLE: I have 20 seconds. I am allowed 4 rolls. I roll 2, 4, 5, 1. I then look at what this matches in the list below, and have that be the cues my Hunter ICly received. Now my Hunter must make a guess of what to say. - If you roll a 1 you catch Mark scratching his butt and then sniffing it. - If you roll a 2 you catch Mark starts making the "pay me" money gesture. - If you roll a 3 you catch Mark doing some sort of strange pantomiming dying gesture followed by a rather impressive impression of Caelius - If you roll a 4 you catch Mark getting distracted by female Mist Hunters outside the window. - If you roll a 5 Mark is busy fiddling with his custom Runic lightsaber. - If you roll a 6 Sam continues to play Candy Crush Saga. - If you roll a 7 Sam looks up at you and then rolls her eyes. - If you roll an 8 Sam looks at you and then breaks into a wide smile. You catch the words "fresh meat" - If you roll a 9 you catch Sam texting someone. - If you roll a 10 Sam smiles, looks extremely smug, but refuses to help at all.
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Baneful rolled 4 10-sided dice:
8, 4, 9, 1
Total: 22 (4-40)
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Posted: Mon Nov 04, 2013 1:32 am
Lawr followed Mark into the interview room with his usual lack of grace and stealth, a rustling clatter of bangles and necklaces following up his every move. He didn't look fussed by promptly being dismissed by the scruffy man and his compatriot. As he sat down, his eyes on the death lead some of the almost parrot-like erratic edge to his gestures temporarily melted away. Thirty seconds was plenty to be sat in this stressful seat where he was clearly wasting someone else's time.
He took a moment to follow decorum and refuse to speak unless spoken to - while also making a valiant attempt to check out the office itself and the other hunters therein. When he caught the woman's eye, he gave her a level look for the comment on fresh meat. That was certainly how he felt on this island, expendable meat with a short expiry period. She returned to her phone however, unprofessionally texting on the job.
Mark on the other hand, he found rather more interesting, the other man distracted by everything from the window to being disgusting. But somehow that entertained him. It would be a challenging act to maintain all the time if it was an act - probably even moreso than his harmless kooky psychic act was day to day.
Once again out of respect for the irritable lead's lack of patience, he kept his defensive bullshitting to a minimum.
"My primary skill is survival. I.e, knowing when to get out of someone's way." If the stars told him anything, it was that being under the keen eye of this man for too long wasn't good for prolonged existence. "My other skills involve knowing when to shut up. Which I will do right now."
Quote: - If you roll an 8 Sam looks at you and then breaks into a wide smile. You catch the words "fresh meat"
Quote: - If you roll a 4 you catch Mark getting distracted by female Mist Hunters outside the window.
Quote: - If you roll a 9 you catch Sam texting someone.
Quote: - If you roll a 1 you catch Mark scratching his butt and then sniffing it.
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Saliru rolled 4 10-sided dice:
8, 5, 5, 3
Total: 21 (4-40)
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Posted: Mon Nov 04, 2013 3:59 am
Al was twitchy the entire time he was in the presence of Caelius. He was all too aware now what wasting his time felt like. Not good. Not good at aw. Needless to say, when he caught the label of 'fresh meat' - he took it quite literally at first. They were lambs being sent to slaughter. This was it man. This was it.
Al turned to Mark, he was a man. He should know. He should be knowledgeable. Instead, he ignored Al with toys, repeatedly. When he was finally paying attention, he was making movements like some strange dying animal - and then something else. He looked confused at first and then suspicious. Okay. Okay. He thinks he's got this.
His attention shifted back to Caelius fully. "Hello sir, I am Al McAy. While I am very new to Deus, I am a very focused individual. I will pay attention to your needs and avoid dying as much as possible." He won't be that dying animal Mark impersonated. "That is all, sir."
Quote: If you roll an 8 Sam looks at you and then breaks into a wide smile. You catch the words "fresh meat" Quote: If you roll a 5 Mark is busy fiddling with his custom Runic lightsaber. Quote: If you roll a 5 Mark is busy fiddling with his custom Runic lightsaber. Quote: If you roll a 3 you catch Mark doing some sort of strange pantomiming dying gesture followed by a rather impressive impression of Caelius
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Posted: Mon Nov 04, 2013 9:03 pm
About ten minutes passed by, a period of time that notably seemed way longer than 30 seconds. The Death lead had installed a clock in his office, a little above him to the wall at the top, most likely to reinforce how painful and excruciating every single moment in the tenth circle of Deus hell was.
At some point Mark finally cleared his throat and then cleared it again. "Um," he began, scratching at his helmet head, "I think we- um, not to- well, are we done then?"
Caelius looked up. The pen he was holding snapped right in half. "If you haven't not-"
-Thankfully his cellphone started ringing and he excused himself from the room, less excused and more exited the room in a moment of sweeping majesty, enough for Mark to look up from his own roleplaying post he was making in his Avengers RP group. "Uh, you should probably like, go now."
That was addressed to the two.
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 7:37 pm
Al didn't need told twice and made a swift exit as soon as the doorway was cleared.
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2013 7:16 pm
About an hour passed where everyone just sort of did their own thing in their corner. It was usually better that way in the office that was appropriately named after ninety-nine percent of their division's function, though it was primarily because the vast majority of the current office population (two-thirds of it) had no clue what these interviews were supposed to do other than send future aspiring Death Hunters careening out of windows of opportunity (literally, in some cases).
Mark finally looked up and cleared his throat. "So...." silence, and he faltered, and then began again, "So like, if uh, if like that's it and stuff, and these duties are done, I'm gonna- I'm gonna go now." He made finger pointing motions despite the fact that Caelius was still writing god knows what in neat print into one of the other folders, the one marked execut-
- "Mark. Sam. Is there a candidate today that you would actually consider useful in shape or form."
"Miniskirt Mondays!", the Death assistant suddenly blurted, and then paused. And then slunk under his desk. "I mean, like, Gale is kind of useful, and he and I had a deal, and-"
"Well, if you're going to put it that way," Sam rolled her eyes, "Otto is about just as useful in the beck and call department."
"Then consider them hired. Their additional bonuses will come out of your paycheck."
"Wait!" Sam started first while Mark was still trying to find words, "We don't really need more assistants right, I mean that's four assistants, and then assistants of assistants seems kind of over-"
"-You considered them useful, so they are hired and your responsibility." The Death lead firmly closed the folder he was working on. "You may both go retrieve them so we can outline their additional monthly quota."
Mark was about to open his mouth to say something else, saw the look Caelius gave him, firmly shut his mouth and slowly and mechanically headed out the door, followed by Sam. It was one of those rare moments where the both of them were thinking pretty much the same thing. kurotomato Gale has been summoned back to the office! Bittiface Otto has been summoned back to the office!
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2013 7:30 pm
Woah. He got called back. Was it for good things? No, probably bad things. Things that meant lectures, or pain, or Sahara. Otto returned to the room, uncomfortable and quiet. Why was only Caelius there? Where was Sam and Mark? Otto instinctively looked to the windows for damage. Seemed like no one was tossed out windows recently? Zoobey Body Errand Boy at your service!
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