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Alpha Complex Test Drive Meme

Alpha Complex opened Sunday, July 31st. Please feel free to take a Test Drive to see if the environment would suit your character! All potential players are welcome.

It may be your first day in Alpha Complex or your hundredth, either way, you are in serious trouble.

In a bid to win sympathy and new recruits, the Frankenstein Destroyers - a secret society within Alpha who sees all bots as enemies, has uploaded a virus that is affecting all bots within the complex.

For the next twenty four hours, every bot you see will be the enemy. Your assigned Personal Digital Companion(PDC), a personal communication device, has turned on you and is intentionally misfiring your texts, phone calls and videos. The Bouncy Bubble Beverage machine in the cafeteria is shooting out bottles at passers by at high speeds. The high tech vacuum cleaner used to vacuum your clearance level's common room is attempting to suck up everything in sight. Elevators are trying to coerce people to climb out, so they can behead them. That adorable Petbot you purchased last week is trying to tear your throat out. That Guardbot from the Armed Services Sector is attempting to take out citizens, one by one. Autocars are driving themselves, right onto sidewalks and through windows...

Will you fight for your right to exist or hole up somewhere safe until the chaos passes?

Do not fear, citizen! The Computer and it's high advisors are working to restore order.

In the meantime, be safe and beware of bots and traitors!

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Buffy has been in this place for a couple of weeks, long enough to hear all the conspiracy theories and do plenty of grousing about the lack of stylish clothing, not to mention the supreme void of pop culture. Okay, so she hates this place. She's got her own world to save and a sister to keep safe. She really can't take time out of her busy schedule to play 'clone or not clone' in an underground bunker.

"Seriously? Does no one here watch movies? This betrayal, totally inevitable," Buffy grumbles (loudly) just before executing a round house kick that takes out one of the guard bots. She's armed with an arm (haha) that she pulled off a bot previously and she's managed to fashion it into a club slash sort of sharp and pointy thing. She's definitely going to have to see about doing some strategic furniture breakage so that the next time this happens (because watch some movies, folks; there's always going to be a next time) she'll be appropriately weaponized.

It's a busy morning, day, night ad nauseam for Buffy because she's going to be all over the compound trying to save people from the raging robots. She's resourceful, but this isn't her usual kind of monster mashing. Then again, did she really expect usual in a place like this?

A figure drops from the rafters, former red jumpsuit fashioned into something more resembling a superhero costume, including a mask tied across his face. He appeared from the shadows almost like he'd been invisible before he dropped, landing in a crouch and swinging a leg out to unbalance another guardbot moving towards her.

"You seemed to be holding your own," he comments cheerfully as he rises, spinning to slam what looked like a round blade into the chestplate of the falling guardbot, cutting into its wiring. Sparks fly momentarily before the bot powers down, the lights fading out to nothing as it hits the ground. "But I thought I'd help anyway."

Okay. Well, that gets her attention. She jumps back into a defensive position. She hasn't met many people in a mask, but her initial feeling is not good. However, he cast doubts on her initial feeling when he takes out the guardbot.

She relaxes a little, lowering the robot arm that she's confiscated (yeah, we'll go with that) and gives him a puzzled look. "I'm all about not looking gift help in the mouth," she quips, tilting her head at him. "What's with the mask?"

He holds his fighting stance for a moment just in case she decides to attack him on reflex, but she seems in control enough that she isn't about to start a fight with him, so he relaxes as well now that the immediate danger's passed. At her question, he laughs slightly.

"Well, technically it's to keep people from finding out who I am, the computer's sort of..." he waves a hand, he isn't sure it's too wise to go into that. There's something about her that makes him think she might be a special, but he doesn't want to just assume "never mind, it's a long story. Actually, though, I'm just kind of used to it, I used to do it a lot." he sticks a hand out to her.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Robin."

She's had control of her power for years, for the most part anyway. Not to mention, she's always been careful attacking humans, and as far as she knows this guy is a human. One wearing a mask...

"Hal?" she finishes his sentence. "I noticed." She's definitely a special by this place's (or really any place's) standards. She also knows a little about the special network and the other specials here, but she doesn't know this guy. She tilts her head at him and shakes his hand.

"Buffy. Nice to meet you and thanks for the assist on the crazed bot thing."

Dick snorted, amused at the comment, he always enjoyed a good pop culture reference. Not least because it was the quickest way to confirm a fellow special, it wasn't that pop culture didn't exist here in the complex, but it was an entirely different kettle of fish to what he was used to back home.

"Any time, it's kind of what I do, although you did seem to pretty much have it in hand," he admitted, "You been stuck in this place for long?"

It was such a part of Buffy and how she spoke, she was not entirely sure she could speak if she couldn't use pop culture references. Yeah, she didn't usually get the pop culture here. It would almost seem like it was something from home then blam it went into left field.

"It's sort of what I do back home too. Minus the robots. Well...usually minus the robots." She tilted her head at him. "Do you do the mask thing back home too?" And oh, right that was generally a good question to know and ask. "A week or so. Not terribly long. You?"

"Yea, I do, slightly better than this," he admitted, waving a hand at the ensemble. It wasn't the worst home-made costume ever invented, but it was definitely nowhere near his regular uniform. What he wouldn't give for Alfie to show up and make him a new suit... or Fox, to make him better gadgets, for that matter. His were great and all, but they paled in comparison to the tech he got to use at home "I work with Batman." he added, in case she was from a universe where the name was recognisable. Robin on its own didn't always catch people's attention (much to his chagrin, maybe he ought to change his name to something more unique), but Batman usually did.

"I've been here since the beginning. Well, not the beginning, but the first lot of specials."

Xander finds himself humming the opening song to the Teela O'Malley show as he steps out onto the street of Alpha Complex. He's pretty sure that if he never hears that woman's voice again, it will be too soon, but the tune is weirdly and annoyingly catchy. He gave in to the video six hours in because he's pretty sure making someone watch the same infomercial a dozen times is one of the most inhumane torture methods he's ever run into and he likes to think he's seen his share.

So now he's a not-so-free citizen of Alpha Complex, the kind of bleak future that English Teachers the world over warned of when students like him slept through 1984. He's barely made it half a block before a window above him explodes and he's suddenly staring down the barrel of... what? It's almost like the Daleks from Doctor Who, but boxier and with slightly better aim.

He holds up his hands. "Whoa, whoa. Don't shoot! I'm a legal citizen."

He thinks.

Well, it is a catchy tune. She'll give him that. She's filing the informercial bit away for future reference. What? Vampires hate infomercials too!

Somehow, she doesn't think this is what their English teachers had in mind. Xander would run into the attacking guard bots instead of, say, the rogue vending machine. Always with the danger.

Buffy comes along just in time to see them pointing weapons at Xander. She barrels into him, knocking him with her shoulder and out of the way of the bots so that she has a clear shot to attack the bot herself. She knocks it's arm upward so that it fire into the ceiling instead of into Xander then sweeps its legs out from underneath it so that it lands on the ground.

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