#tngachallenge

[thenextgreatadventure-rp]

Hey everyone! It is that time! The pairings for our newest challenge are as follows:

Jason Ruston - Tucker Hart

Rose Weasley - Delilah Swanswallow

Molly Weasley - James Potter

Albus Potter - Sarah Ross

Alice Longbottom - Isaiah Swanswallow

The person listed first is in charge of messaging their partner about who will be starting/a basic skeleton for your para. We all really look forward to reading what you've got planned.

- The Admins of TNGA

[thenextgreatadventure-rp]

Hey everyone! The admins have been noticing a severe lack of full length paras on the dash lately, and in an effort to remedy that we are coming out with a brand new challenge.

Our soldiers, both aerial and foot, have been working their way through pretty tough training as of late and it’s expected that they’ve all got one or two injuries that could use some medical attention. We will be pairing each medic who chooses to participate in this challenge with a soldier so they can para the healing process. 

Similarly, our scientists in weapons and research development have also had their noses to the grindstone, and have most likely finished the prototypes for their first weapons by now. We will be pairing each scientist who chooses to participate in this challenge with a soldier so they can para testing the prototype in a controlled environment.

This challenge is meant to help you and your character better step into the roles they have recently acquired. We strongly encourage creativity with your protoypes and healing methods, and participation in this challenge. It should be a fun one.

Like this post before Sunday rolls around (if you’re interested). Pairings for the challenge will be released later that same day.

Thanks for reading!

- The Admins of TNGA

P.S. Don’t worry diplomats. We have something for you too, but that’ll be coming out a little later.

[sarahros-s-blog]

Hold Your Head Up Little One || Self Para.

Sarah’s hands were trembling. Of course, it wasn’t noticeable. She’d found out a way to make only her veins shake after a terribly troubling incident. The inside of her body felt like an earthquake, but her hands were steady, pressed tightly together behind her back. Her fingers ran over each other, over the ridges and the bumps, and the mountains that they had climbed one too many times when she was nervous.

Healer Kiley made his speech, and her ears rang with words that she could barely understand. For some reason, the whole “war” scenario had put her out of her game. Usually, she would have been right on her stimulation, trying to figure out how to work it, and mastering it within the thirty seconds given. But as feet moved and hands unclasped, Sarah could barely even remember her own name, let alone how to save a patient. 

The first time she saw the dummy, her hands started to shake. The last time she saw her hands physically start shaking, was when she was five years old and in preschool, and a boy told her that she was making her ice cream Play-Doh castle all wrong. She couldn’t stand to be told she was doing something wrong, so her nerves settled into her bones, and made not only her insides dance. 

Now, seeing the dummy before her, she could see the little boy (Samuel, was it?) chastising her for her Play-Doh castle, and this time, she couldn’t get the psychical shaking to stop. Her hands dancing along the blankets of the still empty bed, as the timer beeped for thirty seconds. One trial, and too many errors. 

It wasn’t until two minutes after the clock started that Sarah finally realized she’d been standing there gripping onto the blankets with shaky hands. Finally, she began pulling herself together.

For thirty more seconds, she struggled with getting her hands to stop shaking enough for her to touch the dummy.

For another minute, Sarah’s arms felt like jelly and her head swam through the peanut butter that surrounded it. She felt like she was drowning in sticky substances that clung to her body like blood.

Finally, her hands were working, and her brain was on the right track. She grabbed the dummy and began her work, running back and forth like a woman straight from the Tartarus’ stomach. She focused on getting the dummy to it’s bed first. As if in stages, she worked through the process; dummy, bed, a pump of painkiller, find the bleed, stop the bleed.

After an hour of work, she ,surprisingly, was usually able to get to “find the bleed” before failing. Her hands coated in the fake blood, her face dripping with sweat, Sarah risked shaky hands again, and decided that the next thirty seconds she would spend thinking, remembering the points that were most likely to cause wounds, and how to heal them.

At first she thought it wouldn’t help, because the next two tries were again, failures. The third time must have been charmed with luck, because Sarah finally was able to save one of her patients. She felt like crying, but instead burst out into a squeal of excitement, causing not only her coworkers to stop and stare, but also Healer Kiley to take a glance at her, weary-eyed and judging. She barely noticed though, for her whole body was buzzing with excitement.

Another hour passed before she was able to save another “patient”. Biting down the squeal that threatened to leave her lips, she instead found tears in her eyes and just let it rip, getting another pointed look from Kiley, but nothing from her fellow medics. They had grown used to it, for they understood her pain. 

In the next half hour, she finished. Her brain could barely comprehend that she had finished, but she was done. It felt like days had gone by since she had stepped outside by the time she left her tent, and stumbled her way up to her room, falling onto her bed, and pulling the covers around her. 

Sarah’s hands weren’t shaking as she stared at the ceiling, but her veins were dancing with pride.

[tngacommanders]

If you were dumb enough to tell anyone you enlisted as an assassin, you have to go back and say you were cut from the program. No one can know about you, not your family, not your friends, not even your other commanders. You train with your cover job during the day. That will help you build muscle. Maybe teach you some discipline.

At night you're with me. You’ll be working harder than anyone here and if I see you can’t handle it, you actually will get cut from the program. We only have room for the best, or I guess in the case of a bunch of inexperienced children, the ones who suck the least.

It’s easier to kill a stationary target than one that keeps fighting you, so tonight we’re practice different holds you can trap people in. Partner up and pay attention, everything you learn from this point on is cumulative. Holds, kills, and weapons get more and more complicated as you get better at them, but to advance you have to get better at them. 

…I don’t like any of you. You’re too young, too irresponsible, and too susceptible to manipulation for this job. Keep that in mind while you work.

[tngacommanders]

It pains me to see you all here and I’m going to apologize now for everything you’re going to go through. Children shouldn’t fight in wars, but sometimes they have to.

My name is Nadia Wittemore and I am the commanding officer for the Weapons and Research Development branch of the army. I have very little time to teach you what you need to know and I have even less time train you to do them. You must do exactly as I say or you will fall behind and that is not an option.

Your first exercise will be your easiest, the rest will only be harder. You are to  devise a way to make something common like a sock or a pine cone into something dangerous. The rules are simple. The item must be dangerous, but non-lethal, perfectly ordinary until something sets it off. You must devise a way for this to work and make it so that it is easily replicated by others.

You are not to leave this room until the task is complete and approved by myself. Be careful and try not to lose you fingers. Begin!

[tngacommanders]

Stand up! No slouching! And for the love of Merlin take your wands out of your pockets people. They will do you no good there. You’re no longer students you are fighters and every moment you are out on this field or out there fighting your wand should be in your hand or in your approved resting position.

Good. Failure to listen to my commands means you will be maimed or killed out there and I don’t know about you but I don’t trust those medics yet, do you? I thought not.

My name is Felix Durand but you are to call me sir at all times. I’m the commander of the foot Soldiers here and I’m going to train you until you are the best of the best, understood? Today’s exercise will not be easy and nor will anything else I have you do for the duration of this war.

Today I have set up a track you are all to complete in under ten minutes. Not one second more. Failure to do this means you must start over, no breaks will be allowed. You are to climb over that wall, under and through the wires without getting cut, and then you are to run, not walk, through the course I have laid out of wooden poles.As you complete that you are fire at the targets and hit them before you are complete.

Until the course is complete or you pass out there is no stopping. I will be watching.

Team work is your friend. Your time starts now.

[thenextgreatadventure-rp]

Welcome to ‘screw up and someone dies’ summer camp. Take some time to smile at my clever alliteration because it’s the only time you’ll be smiling all day.

You’re on your feet until everyone in your tent is dead or stable. You don’t sleep anymore. You nap for maybe a couple hours a time, always in your scrubs and always ready to be back here at moment’s notice. Those of you here who enlisted as medics because they thought it was a way to join the army without really joining the army are in for an exhausting, bloody, traumatizing experience. 

There are 32 patient simulators in the corner of the room. One of them for each of you. Your task? Get them onto the hospital bed, push one dose of painkillers into their system, and locate and stop the bleed all under thirty seconds. Fail to do this, the patient dies and you get to start over. If any of you manage to do it right five times in a row, you can break for lunch. If not, we work through that and maybe even dinner until I’m confident you’re competent enough to keep a patient alive their first five minutes in this tent. Your time starts now.

[thenextgreatadventure-rp]

Mr. Longbottom, what can you tell me about the difference between the Northern Goblin tribes and the Southern ones?

Nothing? 

Ms. Weasley, what about you? Do you know just where the Ogre Homelands are, and how long they’ve struggled to find their way back?

No? 

Our world is full of cultures and peoples that we as a community of wizards have made absolutely no attempt to learn about or respect. That ignorance is exactly what started us on the path to the war we’re embroiled in today. If we hope to end this war quickly and with as little bloodshed as possible, it is imperative that we take the time to learn about the people who are fighting us for their rights. Your friends and family are fighting in the front ranks. The best way you can protect them is to dedicate yourselves to learning about the enemies and figuring out how to broker an agreement with them. 

As diplomats, your job will be to meet with representatives of other races and attempt to win their allegiance. It won’t always be pleasant. It won’t always be safe. You will meet with giants, werewolves, vampires, people who want nothing more than to kill you on the spot just for being a wizard. It will requires courage, determination, patience, and intelligence. I’m Ambassador Rivers, and I’m here to teach you how to do just that. 

For your first assignment, I want you to write about the most significant interaction you’ve ever had with a non-human person. Try to remember details. How did they make you feel? How did they seem to be feeling? What did they hope to get from the interaction? How did you treat them? The beginning of learning diplomacy is to examine your past interactions. Once you do, you’ll know where to begin working so we can move forward into a time of harmony and peace.