Thread: Six for the stars (An M/F+ RP for Dez Nul Void and Midnight Lass)

Out of the question. Gunther looked over the male candidate. This, He waved the folder in the air, Can not be our best option. Li sighed. He passed every test with flying colors. He's an idiot. Gunther opened the folder and referenced different parts of the biography. GPA 2.5. In high school. He hardly has any college credits. You know what that makes him? A college drop out. We can not have a college drop. Do you know what that will look like to the press? What kind of image that will put us in? We will look completely incompetent, every last one of us. He also has no recognizable accomplishments to make up for his lack of intelligence. No awards. No medals. No nothing. I wouldn't say he has no accomplishments. Atumba added. I said no recognizable accomplishments. Winning 'eating champion' at a county fair isn't front page material. Gunther pointed at the list of accomplishments listed under the male's name. That says food cultural advisor at cultural festival in Japan. Howard overlooked the folder. Most of this accomplishments are from cultural events all around the world. If you review his test scores you'll find that he is remarkably intelligent. His problem solving and survival skills are completely off the charts. His IQ score is only 110. Barely considered intelligent. Gunther mumbled. That's just the IQ, facts and information. Li pointed out. When it comes to creativity... well he wrote essay after essay on multiple choice answers detailing how the options given could be both right and wrong. He is not a linear thinker. He thinks so far out the box he probably sees it as a plaything. This is exactly the kind of person we need of this crew. He can anchor the rest of the crew. He can make split logical decisions on his feet while under pressure without any pre-obtained knowledge on the issue. You should review the recording of the obstical course test. Every candidate was informed that there would be limited room for this voyage. Yet, he inspired most of the other candidates to work together. It's very inspiring and exactly what we need in a caption. Are you mad? The press will have a field day if they find out. Making a Caucasian male caption over a crew of female minorities? We would be made to look like some kind of misogynistic supremacists. How about a test? Atumba proposed. To satisfy you of his capability and to solve our media problem. We bring him in and ask him how he would solve this issue. We simply inform him that it is a hypothetical problem. Something to ensure his seat on the crew. Fine. If his answer is reasonable he can stay. However, if it isn't then we look for a new candidate. Gunther tossed the folder across the table. That would delay the launch. Li caught the folder, preventing it from falling to the floor. That's hardly a concern. We can simply claim we are double checking safety issues. A perfectly reasonable excuse. As for this new 'caption', where is he now? Alaric Eric Balti sat on the beach under the warm sun, a sand castle towering over him. There, a model of a Buddhist in China. He dusted his hands of sand. Thanks, mister. A child stood over him with a pale and spade in hand. That's awesome. You did most of the work. I just put in the details. Eric stood up. I think you should have a good chance at winning the sand castle contest. How do you know what so much about this place? The child looked the sand sculpture over. Oh, I just read a lot. Eric didn't like talking about himself all that much or what he had throughout his life. To himself he was pretty boring. Sure he had done more than just read about this temple. He had actually been their and even spent a week of meditation with the monks that made it their home. However, he didn't see why a kid would need to know about that. The Junior Sandcastle competition was about the kids after all. Volunteering for the event as an adult partner to a randomly selected child was just an excuse to enjoy the beach. Besides giving a child a reason to read was far better then giving them an reason to explore far off places. They could get hurt. At the end of the competition and his team declared as first place, he checked his phone to a voice mail from the space exploration program. He hadn't even given it much of a second thought after all the tasting. When he heard about it just went for it. Space exploration just seemed like something fun to do. Talking with the others during the testing and finding that all of them were well decorated geniuses with multiple doctor degrees, he didn't think he would ever be called back. That didn't stop him from giving it everything he had. This was Space Exploration after all. An opportunity to go where he hadn't been before, the 'final frontier' as it was called. He may be under qualified but that wasn't going to stop him from trying. Alaric Balti, named after the first Visigoth king that took Rome. His parents would tell him that story all the time growing up. A classic tale of the underdog, but this one was history. It really happened and marked a defining point where Rome began it decline. The name was just too exotic for his taste and so he went by the more modern version, Eric. Thank you for coming in on such short notice, Mr. Balti Gunther sat behind a desk with his other colleagues. No problem. Thank you for giving be a call back. It was unexpected, but I like surprises. What can I do for you? Eric sat in a single chair in the middle of the room. A table of scientist at one end of the with a dim light over them and a bright light over the single chair Eric sat in would have been unsettling for most people. He on the hand felt completely calm and his posture reflected that. As we are making our final decisions for our crew we have come up a hypothetical scenario for candidates to answer. As you may guess, exploring space can involve unforeseen variables both is dealing with alien civilizations and environmental conditions. Each candidate the position we feel you would be best in is being asked a random that relates dealing with a compromising situation. Your scenario is this. How would you deal with a situation that challenges local beliefs in order to preform the greater good? The greater good? Is there specifics? Eric looked over the panel of scientists. Yes. Li leaned forward. What my colleagues neglected to mention is that in this experiment you are allowed ask any question pertaining to the issue. I wanted to see what he would without that information as a veritable. Gunther leaned back. You find yourself on a planet where locals are questioning who among the crew is the leader. Atumba explained. Among your crew, you by appearance alone draw attention to yourself. This makes the locals assume you are the leader. However, they apparently very displeased by this. Being able to speak their language how would you solve this problem without computerizing the crew. I wold explain there is no leader among us. Eric shot the answer as if it was common scene, as if a child was being asked the answer to two plus two. Please elaborate. Howard asked. As you have said space is hostile environment. I explain this to them, that is of course depending on if that is allowed to say we come from a different planet. Having to endure such a unyielding situation using a chain of command may slow down valuable reaction time. It is better suited if everyone skilled in their duties perform them on independently on instinct rather than waiting for instructions. Furthermore, have a defined leader would only weaken a potential bond that a small crew could cultivate during their travels. A bold that would vital during extreme life or death situation. During such situation having a friendship bond similar to that of a family where you know exactly what your crew member will do in order form a strategy to make a safe recovery is uncountable that the most prime situation. Having a chain of command would only compromise this bond. Crew members customize themselves to look toward their leader for solution rather then training themselves to problem solve. In a crew the size you are planning there really shouldn't be a leader. That of course is up to you. This is just how I would answer this situation. Thank you, Mr. Blati. That will be all. Please see yourself out. Howard waved the candidate a farewell and he replied the same. Eric thanked the scientist for their time and left. With out a caption what exactly would he be doing then anyways? Gunther proposed. He would be caption is name only it seems. Li proposed. Everything he proposed falls exactly under the role of a caption. Crew moral, crew responsibilities, crew duties, work load, reaction to an alien society, it's all their. Don't any of you feel guilty for the lie we told him. Howard pointed out. He is the only candidate and we only had that one question. A pool of one with a draw of one, statistically is still random. Li defined. The outcome maybe define but it is still technically random. Regardless it seems as if we have an answer for the press when the time comes. Atumba announced. Its time to assemble the crew. He's going to need a hair cut. Gunther added. Why? Li objected. The female crew have long hair. Why shouldn't be allowed as well? Oh never mind. Gunther grumbled. Just throw guy into the rocket with five single women already.