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This was something we had not anticipated.  We were not prepared to move into the village and restore order.  RSI gaming had only limited security setup and only in the factory zone.  The security that RSI had setup was oriented towards industrial espionage.  McKnight was anxious about the many trade secrets that were used to keep WWA running.  The game was a success, and powerful potential competitors had noticed.  We heard rumors of a Medieval Castle being built in a small village outside of Mumbai in India.
    When I made my first trip to Wild West Alive, we were just setting up our technology wing in the factory.  Henry gave me a complete tour of the operations.  I first met Henry when I stepped off the small plane on the landing strip outside of the village zone.  He helped me with my bags and we bundled into a waiting van that would take us to the factory.  The driver took us through the village zone on the way to the factory zone.  Small brick buildings lined the main street.  I could see wires for a simple electric grid and telephone system criss-crossed overhead.  It was hot.  Thin wire-haired dogs slept with their tongues lolling out of their panting mouths on cool cement slabs shaded by canvas awnings.  The market was open air and the air was filled with dust and smoke and smells of rice and fish and other things that I did not recognize.
    Our driver pointed out the highlights and Henry translated for me.  Henry was not a local.  There were no locals on my technology team.  Henry we recruited from Shanghai and he was now living in the employee dorm at the factory.  The driver, however, had grown up locally and was excited to point out the virtues of his village.
    I asked Henry to ask the driver if he planned to audition for work in the Game Zone.  After some conversation in Chinese, Henry told me that the driver most definitely would audition, but he had to wait his turn.  Apparently, the Game zone jobs had become quite popular and hard to get.  This was a clear result from the high wages offered by RSI gaming.  RSI paid well above the local rates for labor to attract talent, but also to purchase silent complicity.
    I asked Henry if the driver understood the nature of the jobs that were available in the game zone.  Again, Henry translated the question.  This time the driver answered directly saying;
    “Cowboy, bang! bang !”
    This brief interview gave me doubts that RSI gaming would be able to train these people to act like convincing western outlaws and lawmen.  My doubts diminished when we got inside the factory.  Henry guided me on a tour following the progression that our Driver would need to take to transform from Chinese taxi driver to Wild West Alive cowboy.
    The tour started with the audition area.  We entered into a waiting room filled with applicants, both male and female, all ages.  RSI Gaming was attracting applicants from as far away as Shanghai and from many of the surrounding villages.  The applicants were willing to travel because the job as a host at RSI gaming promised good pay and a modicum of celebrity.
    Henry explained that each applicant was evaluated across three separate auditions.  The first was for acting ability.  Here they were categorized into potential roles by age, sex and size.  Acting skills and English skills were noted.  The outlaw and lawman roles were coveted by the men. 
    Attractive Women would be cast as Saloon girls.  But the acting audition needed to fill the town.  They hired blacksmiths, bar tenders, school teachers and hotel maids.  After they were categorized, acting skills and English skill were evaluated and noted.
    The second audition was physical.  They were asked to climb, lift and jump through an obstacle course.  Then they were taught a series of rudimentary stunts and asked to perform.   Physical ability would be a key asset for the hosts at WWA.
    Finally applicants arrived at the third and final audition room where they