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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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Comments

[avemachina]

Her eyebrows furrow for a moment in reaction to the question. She assumes he's referring to her comment about his roommates, and shrugs again. Root does a lot of shrugging.

"I'm ORANGE clearance, but it clashes with my complexion. Back-- wherever I come from, I was more fond of black." Everything's always a little bit of a joke-- makes it easier to swallow how vastly wrong everything about the world is, now. Root gestures to her coveralls, to the black tank top underneath them. She then nods back at Elliott; happy for now to have the conversation he'd like to have.

"What about you?"

[hasabugtoo]

"I'm - " he gestures to the clothing he's been given. Whatever level that is.

Elliot prefers black too. He misses his hoody like he misses a body part.

"Where are you from?"

Normally, he's not good at small talk. Here, though, trapped as they all are, he isn't sure he has a choice.

[avemachina]

"New York, 2016." With how panicked he looks, it's probably best not to answer as glibly as she might otherwise. 'From the data on a server I can't find' is a little much for a newbie. She knows, she's made the mistake of talking about the clones too fast before.

Root forgets that not everyone is OK with the idea that down to their DNA, people are just code. Poorly-written, half-compounded, glitching out all over each other. But it gives her a sense of clarity and calm. Maybe she's crazy too.

"We're all from the past. Some further than others, but-- we're not glitches. Not the way the natives here want everyone to believe, anyway."

[hasabugtoo]

It probably wouldn't surprise Elliot to find out that he's all code. It would be reassuring, really. Of course, he knows about DNA and all that.

"New York," he says, honing in on that. 2015 for him, though. He coughs up info, simply because that's what polite people do and he's not sure that it matters either way. "I'm from there, too."