The call had gone out to all allied planets the Cosmic Legion, greatest of the superhero teams had been looking to recruit new members. The main headquarters was located on the moon of humanity's ancestral home in the Sol System.

You find yourself in what basically amounts to a waiting room. Several other heroes of various sapient races wait with you. Some pacing nervously, some reading or watching some tablets and yet others are even meditating.

A voice came over the loudspeaker:

"Group twelve please come through the doors."

m-Taa stepped through the doors, trying to keep her empathy dampened; the nervous excitement of an event like this could lead to a feedback loop if she wasn't careful.

Rah felt awkward as she waited for the try-out to begin.  Normally, of course, she was strong.  She'd faced the Gargantuas of her homeworld in battle, time and again, until their threat had finally been eliminated.  (Demobilization would have been hard, but she wasn't ready to stop.  And that's why she was here...)

She had confidence in how she'd handle the try-out, of course.  The powers of any of the Titan Corps were formidable, and she was possibly the strongest member of that group, able to safely channel and use the awesome, semi-divine power of the Gargantuas themselves.  Even such an elite group as the Cosmic Legion would have to recognize it!  It was backed by skill, too-- she was experienced, tried and tested.  Her tail lashed in the air as she looked down from her perch at the others...

Well, that was the problem, wasn't it?  She was in the land of giants.  Unless she used the Power, she was a fraction of the size of any of them.  (She was still stronger and tougher than the ordinary giants, by a large margin, but still, they all towered over her.  Their world was gigantic, all around her.

She had a solution... she was actually bigger than most of them when she changed.  But it felt strange, maintaining that form while actually inside a city.  She still had to be careful to not break things, too-- her raw power could easily overwhelm the trappings of the giants she'd come to live among.

But she wasn't going to just go around as a Titan anyway.  Not yet.  Let them see her as she truly was, her real self, and then also see...

...well...

...her other real self.  The power came so easily to her now.  Returning to her small size wasn't a release any more-- it was an effort.  She could still control it, of course, but it was very easy to maintain the power...

...And this was entirely enough introspection.  She stood up, small and proud, and as the speaker called her, she went confidently through the doors.

Inside the room was a large desk with three figures sitting above the three of you in the room.

"This will be rather simple, so put yourself at ease," a male voice said. "We'll pick one of you to start and then run each of you through some tests and ask you some questions."

"We'll start with you," another male voice said. "Please state your name, planet of origin and your powers."

Rah stood forward proudly.  She looked up at the Giants towering above her, attempting to meet their gazes.  This was... difficult.  She'd need to do something about that... well, soon enough.

"I am Zigeru Rah," she said, "and as the last active member of the Titan Corps of Chiren II, I am called Titan!  The Titan Corps, if you aren't familiar with it--" and few were-- "is an elite squad of young soldiers who channel the raw power of the Gargantuas of our homeworld in order to do battle with them.  As for powers... I suppose that it's significant that as a Chiren, I am much, much smaller than you, which might come in handy for stealth purposes at times.  But that's not really what my powers are.
 I am the strongest member that the Titan Corps ever had-- I possess tremendous strength and toughness at all times.  But what you see here now is not the true expression of my power..."

She stepped forward, and was enveloped by a red glow-- and suddenly she was two meters tall, her tail lashing like a deadly weapon, her voice booming.  The three who were judging them were still above her, but now she was at their own level in one important regard.

"This is," she said.  "I am strong and tough; I could easily absorb the firepower of a tank and then pick that tank up and throw it at another.  I can channel the power in me into a blast of power, as well, letting me fight at a difference, or battle multiple foes.  And I am an experienced fighter, having fought in a half-dozen battles.  My senses are also a bit sharper than they used to be; I can see in darkness, or identify people by smell.  I also heal quickly; I don't get sick, and can recover from the most serious of wounds, given time... do you have questions for me?"

The three figures started talking among themselves.

"We have no questions at this time," the first male voice said. "We will then move on to the physical aspects of your tryout."

You can hear a button being pressed and an obstacle course filled with lubes, ladders, nets, all kinds of things appeared.

"You will be timed and judged on your technique as you move through it," a woman's voice said. "You may begin when ready."

(OOC: You will now need to make five different rolls. All of them will be either an attribute, skill or power roll. Each roll must also be from a different one. The difficulty will start at ten and increase by three for each additional roll. Pleas also note by how many degrees of 4 you succeeded or failed by.)

Rah grinned, showing large canines.  A physical test was exactly the kind of thing she could handle, and well-- Titan Corps members were well-trained in such things, and her power made her physically formidable.  She charged fearlessly into the obstacle course, jumping, climbing, tossing obstacles aside or crashing through them, suddenly shrinking down to slow a fall or slip between the strands of a net nearly vanish from sight.

It was easy, and she was able to do it without causing too much collateral damage.

Rolls:
Athletics: 21 (Difficulty 10; 3 degrees)
Shrinking: 23 (Difficulty 13; 3 degrees)
Acrobatics: 31 (Difficulty 16; 4 degrees)
Toughness: 31 (Difficulty 19; 4 degrees)
Lifting Strength: 31 (Difficulty 22; 3 degrees
17 degrees altogether!

The figures talked among themselves when Rah finished, after a few minutes they stopped.

"We would like to take the time to thank you for participation. Once we have tested everyone, we will be announcing who is moving on the next round. Feel free to help yourself to the refreshments in the small waiting room in here," the woman's voice said to Rah. "For now, m-Taa, please begin by stating your name, powers, training, etc."

Rah would have preferred to know... but that was apparently the way that they did things here.  She went to the waiting room, released the energy to return to her original size, and set out to enjoy the feast set out for her.

And shortly thereafter expanded again.  It was too much of a pain to get a drink with Giant-sized utensils...

"I'm m-Taa Talvaar, of Maaline," m-Taa said. "My primary training is as a scientist and technologist, with a specialty in exobotany, and I've also invented some personal defensive devices.  As a species, we Maalinians are all receiving empaths, but I'm one of the rare individuals who has projecting powers as well.  I can use them to disable others as an offensive blast, or for more subtle manipulation."

"You may begin the course when you are ready," one of the male voices said.

While she wasn't out of shape by any means, m-Taa knew she was nowhere near as physically adept as Rah.  Instead, she chose to take it slowly, using her knowledge of science and technology to anticipate the course layout.  At one point she caught a flash of concern from somewhere that alerted her to a trap moments before it sprung.

[OOC:
Science: 10, roll 16, 2 degrees.
Empathy: 13, roll 18, 2 degrees.
Parry: 16, roll 21, 2 degrees.
Dodge: 19, roll 25, 2 degrees.
Perception: 22, roll 26, 2 degrees.

10 degrees.]
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The shadowy figures began talking among themselves again, eventually one of the male voices said.

"Thank you. You may also go enjoy the refreshments while we test the final group twelve hopeful. Please step forward and introduce yourself."
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Rah raised a glass in salute to m-Taa.

"Nice," she said.  "I'm about the direct approach, but that was really well-done for thinking your way around the obstacles."

"Thanks," m-Taa said with a shrug. "I'm not a powerhouse like you, and empathy doesn't do much good against inanimate objects, but I am trained in observation."

"Well, one thing that I've learned is that intel and insight can be pretty important in a fight," said Rah.  "I'm Zigeru Rah, from Chiren II.  Zigeru is my family name."

She extended a hand, cautiously.  The world was so fragile...

"m-Taa Talvera, from Maaline," m-Taa said, taking her hand, while being careful not to accidentally invade her privacy.  One up side to her condition is that she could tune down her reception to a bare minimum, which made it much easier to deal with crowds of aliens, but it took conscious effort.

"Well, I think we have a pretty good chance of getting in," said Rah.  "If we do, let's go out to celebrate..."

She looked down to see what she could see of the other candidates.  What else might happen?

"I am Gredkor of the Haxdor. Mightiest warrior of my system! I am strength personified! Bring on your silly trials!" the massively muscled humanoid with bright red skin and black hair said.

"You may begin when ready," one of the male voices said.

With a mighty bellow, Gredkor charged into the obstacle course and through the obstacle course. It was clear that he was relying on pure strength alone. Gredkor laughed heartily as he finished.

"Please enjoy some refreshments as we will now discus who will remain for further testing," the female voice said.

"They seem to be screening for a minimum level of physical skill," m-Taa said. "I'm assuming there are other types of tests later."