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Alpha Complex Test Drive Meme

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

Scenario One
Your character has been accused of treason!

Whether the accusation is true or not, you are a wanted citizen! Do you turn yourself over to IntSec (Internal Security) for questioning? Do you make a run for it and go AWOL? Will you fight for your right to exist or hole up somewhere safe until the chaos passes? Do you become The Fugitive and try to prove your innocence? Or are you guilty as hell and seeking help from friends or other parties who would be willing to assist you for a price?

Beware of the security cameras everywhere - some of which actually work - and being spotted by citizens who might be willing to turn you in to gain points with The Computer or to prove their own loyalty.

Scenario Two
Your character has been given the mission to hunt down a traitor!

It is your job to hunt down and apprehend the traitor by any means necessary. If you fail or refuse, you might be accused of being a traitor yourself. It doesn't matter if the person you are hunting is innocent or had good reasons for their treason. It doesn't matter if their crime was major or some minor form of treason, Friend Computer wants their head. You have twenty four hours to complete your mission.

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Admittedly, being sent on a mission to find a traitor is intimidating enough as it is. She's new here and she's still learning the lay of the land, but the fact of the matter is, she disagrees with almost everything the Computer considers to be treasonous. But adding to that, knowing that the person she's looking for is named Wally West makes her super uncomfortable. The thing is, it might not be him; it probably isn't Kid Flash, but the name itself is jarring enough and she's almost decided that maybe she shouldn't do this mission at all and just take the punishment for it.

In the end, she tells herself that there's no way this Wally is the Wally she knows and she's not interested in being arrested today, so she goes. She's been following security footage that's been fed to her via her PDC to pursue him and the red hair makes her wary of carrying out this mission, but she's only seen the back of his head in every shot. It's probably not him. It's almost definitely not him. It's totally a coincidence.

Zatanna is, quite honestly, a little afraid to follow him into the warehouse because all she's got on her is a RED barrel on a laser gun — he's wearing RED, too; does that mean it'll kill him? She doesn't want to kill anybody today — and absolutely no magic which...she hadn't realized until recently she used so heavily as a crutch back home.

His voice echoes a little in the big space and it's mostly dark, so she can't see him just yet, but she pushes forward anyway. He sounds like the Wally she knows, even.

It isn't him. You just miss home and your mind is playing tricks on you, she tells herself, raising the laser gun, not to use it but to at least try to look the part. "I'm just trying to do my job," she calls back. "There's legal aids and lawyers that'll help you if you really didn't do anything wrong," she points out warily, moving further into the cloak of darkness in the room. He could be anywhere given the way their voices are bouncing all over the space and the abundance of shadows. "I'm not going to hurt you." She frowns and sighs softly. This is the worst.

Wally is surprised when the voice that responds to him is female, and he spins in place to face the direction he thinks it's coming from. The echo of the warehouse makes it harder, though, and he can't see anymore; not yet. His eyes move to the way that he came in but it's far now, a lot of open space to run through while getting shot at, and although he's still fast he's not Wally fast. Not in this place. His method still matters, proper posture and breathing, and his legs can still carry his weight much faster than the average person due to the sheer amount of hours he's clocked in running, but he's no longer faster than a bullet. Especially right now, when he hasn't eaten in so long... if he made a break for it his chances of survival would be low.

"Oh yeah, like I've never heard that one before, Sweetcheeks," he calls back with a voice dripping in sarcasm, trying to keep the conversation going as his mind races to think of a way out of this mess. He was counting on not being found. There is no plan B. "We're just going to hold hands and skip our way back together so I can get a fair trial and the Computer is going to go 'you're right, he's a good guy, let's not try to melt his brain out of his ears.' No thanks." His voice takes a darker turn, and the humor is gone. "You're gonna have to shoot me first."

There's something strange about her voice, though, something that scratches at Wally's brain with familiarity that he can't place. He chalks it up to his lack of fuel. "How about you turn back and pretend like you never found me and we both go to sleep tonight with a clear conscious, huh? Sounds a lot better to me."

Rolling her eyes, Zatanna frowns. Sweetcheeks. Honestly! Who does this idiot think he is? That's so demeaning and she's trying to be nice, here. It's not like she actually wants this mission she's been saddled with. She moves forward again but stops short again because the echo is so heavy in the empty space that she honestly can't pinpoint the source. The last thing she needs is to make a move in the wrong direction. Even if she doesn't catch him, that's whatever; she's more concerned with the idea that he might, too, have a laser gun. She's not exactly whelmed at the idea of him evening the score. Zee likes to be a step ahead whenever possible, so this whole situation is becoming increasingly frustrating.

"I would really rather not, if it's all the same to you," she calls out, looking around, trying to catch some movement of a shadow in the little slivers of light that are littering the place. "I don't really like guns all that much." Mostly because she never needs to use them and they're not a comfortable fallback from magic.

"Oh yeah, that must really suck," he begins with a sarcastic drawl, arms thrown into the air. "You being armed and ready to shoot me. How difficult for you." His arms drop to his sides as he continues to circle in one spot, trying to get of feel on where the hell she is. Every time he steps he gives away his location, so he finally falls still, and after a few lingering seconds of silence he speaks again with the edge giving way to exhaustion.

"You can do it, you know." Despite the fact that he's in immediate danger Wally closes his eyes for a second to run his hand down his face. It's over and he knows it. She's got a gun, hes running on fumes, and as soon as he makes a break for it she's going to know where he is. He's already lost, although she doesn't know it yet. "Just... leave. Act like you didn't find me, there are no cameras here, they would never know." He swallows hard, his back leaning against the wall and his eyes falling to the ground. So this is it, huh? This is how all of the bad he's stopped is going to catch up with him.

It was a good run.

"You know what they're going to do to me." His hand runs through fiery hair. "I'm not going to let that happen. I won't let them tell me who I am, I know who I am. I'd rather you just shoot me. So either shoot me or leave." He says the last part with a new sense of determination as if he's made up his mind. "Because I'm not going back there. Ever."

It's like, the more he talks, the more he sounds like the Wally she knows and as angry as the tone makes her, Zatanna hesitates for that reason alone. "Apparently, you've never heard of an ethical dilemma," she replies with the same biting tone. He sounds tired. She feels tired.

He speaks up again and her eyes narrow a little as she considers it. Zatanna only has to think on it for a second before she realizes that, really, there is no win-win here. One of them is screwed.

"You make it sound like it's so easy. It must be nice to think there's other options in this situation." Zatanna shakes her head and she lowers the laser gun without putting it away. "Like I could do that and just go on about my day with a failed mission under my belt. Like they're going to just shrug and say 'oh well, better luck next time, kid.' It doesn't work like that."

Neither of the options he offers to her is one that Zee has any interest in taking. The renewed defiance in his voice is what finally does it to her. She hasn't been here a long time and she still struggles against the reflex to use her spells to get what she wants.

"Emoc tuo ereh dna wohs flesruoy!" she snaps shrilly. Nothing's going to happen and she realizes out a second too late, so she barrels on. "No more games!" Maybe he'll just think she's swearing at him in a foreign language or something.

"You're going to lecture me about an ethical dilemma right now?" Wally snaps aloud, the sharpness returning to his voice. "I'm standing in a warehouse and my choices are getting shot or having my brain wiped because I couldn't just stand by and let some crazy Stalin-Bot turn human beings into freaking zombies, and you're going to lecture me about an ethical dilemma? That's real nice, Sugar, forgive me if my heart isn't breaking for you."

Wally's jaw flexes in tension as his eyes roll with frustration. "Yeah, we wouldn't want you to get a warning if you don't bring me in to get terminated, you poor thing." He gives an audible scoff as if to vocalize just how ridiculous he thinks the whole situation is, and he's about to say just that aloud when he hears her shout in some other language. It sounds familiar, though, too familiar and that's when Wally makes the connection.

"Where did you learn that?" He calls back, pushing himself off of the wall to start searching for her again. "Hey! Where did you learn to say that?" He walks forward before he stops himself, just short of stepping into the clear, but when he speaks his voice is a little quieter and almost desperate. "...Zatanna?"

Zatanna growls to herself a little in an effort to bite her tongue when she feels a retort bubbling toward the surface. The fact that he thinks all she's going to get if she walks away is a warning makes her blood boil because nobody is that lucky in Alpha Complex. Not even Zatanna Zatara.

She's angry and distracted this entire situation, not just the boy with the name and the voice of a friend. Although, admittedly, he isn't making it any better, that's for sure. Zatanna's trying to think; trying to figure out a way for them to both get out of this in one piece and neither of them end up arrested or terminated or both, so she's ignoring him when she hears him talking, until she hears her name.

"What?!" she snaps, annoyed, in response to her name before realizing that...

...he used her name.

"Wait...Wally?"

The second he hears her say his name, he knows that he's right. She knows his name anyway, he realizes, because she's been put on a mission to hunt him but that doesn't matter. He knows.

Wally takes the chance and walks out into the open, because the worst thing that'll happen is she'll shoot him if he's wrong and honestly, that's going to end up happening anyway at this rate. It's only then that he can see her and his footsteps freeze, staring at her in her jumpsuit with gun in hand. It's Zatanna. His teammate Zatanna, and to see her working for them, hunting someone - him - down for them, stabs so much deeper than it should. He knows she doesn't have a choice. His speed is gone, and her powers are probably gone too... she's killer with hand to hand combat but she hasn't been trained in that department as much as Wally probably has, and he's obviously struggling. This isn't what Zatanna chose. It's what they did to her, and that just makes him even angrier.

"Zatanna," he says her name again, the tension in his shoulders melting away as he starts to move toward her, and before she can stop him he's embracing her tightly with his head in her shoulder and his fingers twisting in the back of her jumpsuit. He releases her after a few lingering moments only to frown down at her, giving her a once over in her current outfit and he manages to give a weak smile that doesn't reach his eyes.

"You look good in red?"

When he moves out into the light, Zatanna's breath catches because it is the Wally she knows. Oh God, she was totally ready to turn in Kid Flash...she's the actually worst! Immediately, she holsters the laser gun; he's obviously not a threat to her safety.

To her credit, Zee doesn't even try to stop him. In fact, she's about to try to meet him halfway, but he beats her to the punch. Zatanna wraps her arms around him and she's squeezing him back, tucking her head against his and closing her eyes as she feels him clinging to her, fingers curling into the extra fabric of her jumpsuit.

When he pulls back, she lets him even though she doesn't want to. A watery laugh escapes her at his comment and she shakes her head. "I look awful, shut up."

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