"They may also be evaluating how we approach the obstacles," said Rah.  "Whether we only have one solution to a problem, for example.  Well... with mighty Gredkor there, I'm less concerned about my occasional foray into collateral damage."

"True, but someone with purely mental powers who trips over their own feet probably wouldn't make the cut," m-Taa said. "Which makes sense; it's just instructive to observe."

"If we both make it, we should do something to celebrate," said Rah.  "I don't know if there's a local tradition about that."

"Search me," m-Taa said. "I'd prefer somewhere without large crowds, though."

"Well, all right, we can do that," said Rah.  She was used to having more people around, but she could be adaptable.  There was no actual need for it, after all.

"I haven't tried alcohol around a large group of non-Maalians," m-Taa explained. "Maalinians are trained in not projecting too much, but other species, not so much."

"We, ah, aren't encouraged to drink alcohol," said Rah.  "Even when I'm not transformed like this, I'm very, very strong... and we all had to get our powers when we were young.  They're concerned about our judgment even sober.  A celebration can be a lot of things."

"That's fair," m-Taa said. "What do you mean about getting your powers?"

"Oh, we aren't born with this kind of power," said Rah.  "Back on Chiren, our civilization spent a lot of time under threat from Gargantuas-- gigantic, destructive creatures of astonishing power that were virtually indestructible.  Our military was no match for them, so they developed a process... I think it was drawing on knowledge from the long-extinct original inhabitants of the planet... that transferred power from a Gargantua into one of us.  The process only works on the young, though, and it doesn't work at all with most people... and many of us don't survive the attempt.  But those who do become the Titan Corps, able to grow to the same size as the Gargantuas and channel some of their power."

She shrugged.

"I'm the last generation of the Titan Corps.  Also the most successful.  I can maintain this form almost indefinitely, without strain, and I'm just about as unkillable as the mightiest of the Gargantuas.  But it was a long road to get here."

"Last generation?" m-Taa asked.

"Yes, the program's been shut down," said Rah.  "Once we re-established contact with the Cosmic Union, we were able to get enough help to contain the Gargantuas.  Maintaining powerful force fields and military blockades to keep the Gargantuas confined to an otherwise-empty continent is much safer and less destructive than fighting them, and much cheaper than maintaining the Titan Corps program and rebuilding our re-destroyed infrastructure, and involves many, many fewer dead kids."

"Makes sense," m-Taa said. "I'm just an occasional genetic fluke who can project as well as receive."

She looked over at the course. "We should probably check if they need us."

The loud speaker comes on:

"Will all hopefuls please make their way to the main lounge on the first floor? Those proceeding to the next stage will be announced there."

"There's your answer," said Rah.  "Let's go."

...Walking down hallways in her giant form.  It was still a strange sensation, but it seemed like a good plan for the purpose of not getting stepped on by some giant.  She moved along carefully, oh so carefully.

m-Taa followed her.

As you enter lounge, you see the same thirty odd hopefuls all sitting there, at the head of the table is the three founding members of the Cosmic Legion: Cosmic Woman; a woman from the Andromeda Galaxy able to control and project the background radiation of the universe, Gravity Man; and Earthling with control over one of the fundamental forces and Solar Flare; a non-gendered being from the planet X-J8 with the power to control plasma.

Solar Flare turns to you three as you enter.

"Please have a seat. I will now explain the rest of the process. We will read off twelve names. These twelve are those proceeding to the next round. You will each then be assigned to one of us to do a few low risk missions to see how you respond. After about a month of this, we will decide who if any will then join the Legion. Any questions?"

Rah raised a hand.

"What kinds of things are low-risk missions?  Disaster relief?  Pirate hunting?"

...Why she thought that pirate hunting was low-risk was not clear at all.

m-Taa shook her head.

"Disaster relief is a good example of the kind of low risk missions I am talking about," Solar Flare said. "As for pirates, it would have to be a small crew."

"Ah, fine," said Rah.  "That's fair.  So... I guess we're waiting on the judging, eh?"

"I will now read off all the names of those that are continuing on. Those joining me are: Glenalendra, The Stone, Startsar and The Green Man. Those joining Cosmic Woman are: Blue Fire, White Fire, The Cosmic Hound and Xyn'na Dryxx. Those joining Solar Flare: Titan, 987-2, Empath Girl and The Fury," Gravity Man said. "I want to thank those of you whose names were not called for taking the time to compete in our tryouts. I wish you luck in further tryouts."

Titan gave a pointy-toothed grin and pumped her fist.

"We did it, m-Taa!"

"Excellent," m-Taa said. She remembered to turn up the corners of her mouth; among her race, facial expression wasn't necessary to convey emotion, but other races tend to find this unnerving. "We definitely need to celebrate."

[OOC: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=roRQ2mNwMMQ]

"Yeah!" said Titan.  She looked around to see if anyone else was nearby who'd been selected.

There were a few others celebrating as those not selected left. It wasn't easy to pick out who was who, except for the two surrounded by aura's of different coloured fire.