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Alpha Complex Test Drive Meme

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 for a long day.

Alpha's Bouncy Bubbly Beverage(B3) bottling plant has recently developed a new line of flavored beverages and has tasked you with the task of hooking distributing them to Alpha citizens. The only problem is that a glitch in the bottling of these new beverages has resulted in 10x to 100x as much pressure being stored inside the bottles, making these new flavors range from somewhat dangerous to the equivalent of a hand grenade.

B3 GrapeFruit - Tastes just like GrapeFruit Flavor! Anyone who opens this bottle will immediately unleash a 2 ft. spray of grapefruit bouncy beverage in whatever direction they are pointing the bottle.

B3 Orange - I can't believe it's synthetic Orange! Opening this bottle will cause the bottle to shoot out of the opener's hands like a rocket launcher. Damage is equivalent to a 20 oz bottle going at the speed of 10 miles per hour.

B3 New Cola - 5X sweeter! Opening this bottle will cause a similar result to that of the B3 Orange, except the damage is equal to a 20 oz bottle traveling at 30 miles per hour.

B3 Lemon - When Life gives you Lemons, swallow them! Anyone opening this bottle is most likely to lose a limb, or at the very least a few fingers.

B3 Rasberry - Drink a Rasberry, don't blow it! Dropping or opening this bottle will result in damage equivalent to a grenade going off.

Is your character thirsty?
Are they about to spray themselves with GrapeFruit? Or worse, their brand new Alpha friend/crush? Are they about to commit treason by accidentally destroying Alpha property with Orange or Cola B3? Have they been tasked with recalling the dangerous version of Lemon and Raspberry or are they making the rounds to confiscate them for themselves and their own uses? Or are they being targeted by one of the more violent secret societies who have weaponized these bouncy bubbly beverages and are causing chaos in Alpha? Maybe you've been given a mission to return these beverages back to the bottling facility, except first you have to get this cart full of explosive bottles across the chunks of asphalt street someone accidentally blew up by cracking open a Raspberry beverage.

The work of a Troubleshooter is never done...

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Be Careful. Watch your fingers. Protect Alpha.

Premise | Setting Information | New Arrival Introduction

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[kanarya]

[ b3 raspberry ]

The blast is strong enough to catch everyone's attention, and Sara doesn't waste any time in rushing towards that direction. Rumors had started going around shortly after the beverages had been distributed that they were causing weird incidents - how people were getting sprayed, how the bottles kept flying out of their hands for no reason other than the fact that they opened the bottle - but not once had Sara thought that it would get to this.

Especially as she rounds the corner, and sees a crater on the side of the Wagon Wheel. Later on, after the investigation is done, it will be discovered that one of the INFRAREDs had been given a B3 Raspberry drink, but for now all Sara can see is the destruction. What remains of the person who had opened the bottle. The blood, the screams. It's a horrifying sight to see, but Sara doesn't let that stop her. She has seen plenty of awful things in her life; right now her focus is just to get people out of there if they need help. She needs to get them to safety.

"One of you did this, didn't you?" a voice snarls as a hand grabs her forearm and forces her to turn around. It's an INFRARED - a very pissed off looking INFRARED - and when Sara yanks her arm free, the man frowns. "You've done enough, we don't need your help."

Sara frowns, not once stepping back. "What the hell are you talking about?"

The INFRARED doesn't answer, though. Not verbally, anyway, and he tries to shove past her, but Sara is quick to take his arm and twist it behind his back. "Touch me again, and I'll show you what I can do. In the meantime, don't stop someone when they want to help."

With the last word, she shoves him away before resuming her attempt to reach the Wagon Wheel.

[greenhood]

"Sara!" Oliver called as he ran after her, slowing down only when he reached her side. Realistically, he should have been back at the explosion, but there were other people who'd be there. His job was to follow up and arrest the person or persons responsible. At least this time he wouldn't feel guilty about his role.

Instead, his priority was his friend. Tempers here didn't solve anything, much as it would have been easier to punch his problems away. The one who was properly deserving of their anger - the Computer - wasn't intimidated by it. And as for the Infrareds...he'd been here long enough that he understood their problem.

He just couldn't tell her while they were walking that it was hard to keep placing blame on a supposedly inanimate object. He also wanted to remind her eventually just how hard it was living under fear. Though he wasn't sure whether her training under the League had been quite the same as his. She'd never been under orders to destroy the city her father lived in.

"You all right?" he asked instead.

[kanarya]

Oliver's voice immediately caught her attention, and she whipped her head towards his direction. It was one of those things that was bigger than her - their relationship was very different than how it had been once upon a time, but Oliver's importance in her life was something that would never change.

"Yeah," she answered, her interaction with the infrared still in her thoughts because she was still too new to truly understand their anger towards the Specials, but not letting it cloud her judgment. It was probably a good thing that the blood lust was all but gone in this place, from whatever the Computer had done to her, because otherwise that man would probably be laid out on the ground for grabbing her the way he had.

"Are you? I was trying to figure out what the hell happened."

[greenhood]

"I'm fine," he assured her. "I came when I heard the explosion." And later he'd be having a discussion with Steve about the tone that these attacks were taking. There was a lot going on and, sooner rather than later, there was going to be a bigger riot than just a handful of thugs at dinner. There were going to be more bodies on the ground.

"And then I came across you. Do you have plans? We should talk." She looked like a woman with a mission, but he also wanted to introduce her to the Specials HQ and discuss everything that was really going on. She needed to know the history of what was going on and how the infrareds were blaming them in lieu of anything better to blame. In lieu of blaming what they should be.

"I have a place to show you where we can."

But if she was busy, they'd just have to postpone the talk.

[kanarya]

It was impossible to miss how Oliver didn't seem as thrown off about the explosion as Sara felt internally. She was used to mayhem and destruction - it was impossible not to, considering her ties to the League - but a bomb in some people's living quarters, for no apparent reason? Maybe she really was too new to this, but either way she had a bad feeling about it.

"I was going to try and offer my help." A beat. "Until I was told that 'one of us' did this?"

That was something she still didn't fully comprehend. She was tempted to tell Oliver that they should wait to talk later, after things calmed down, but by his mention that he had a place where they could talk... That immediately caught her interest, and after one last look towards the Wagon Wheel, she turned back to him. "Lead the way, Ollie. I'm assuming they'll send someone to help those people?"

[greenhood]

Oliver explained a little of the history of what had been going on at the Complex since his arrival: the shootings, the riot at dinner. And then he introduced her to the Specials HQ and gestured for her to sit down. It was time to tell her what was really going on.

"It's the computer. The one supposedly in charge of this place. It's...not right. But how many people need someone to blame, not something? Trying to blame a computer is like trying to personify it, even if this particular computer is more advanced than the average PC. These people, they're victims needing something to fight against. It doesn't make what they do right, but it makes what I'm trying to do necessary."

Because there was no way that Oliver Queen would suffer this kind of environment without trying to change it. Without trying to free the people to make their own choices.