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July/August Test Drive Meme

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!
Mingle Together. Explore Together. Adventure Together.
Premise | Setting Information | New Arrival Introduction
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If hacking the PDCs were off-limits, Felicity didn't have a better plan. In fact, she didn't have any other plan.
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He doesn't think that they have to give up on that plan, they just have to rework it.
"You know how to cover your tracks, though, right? I mean, when you're hacking into things you're not supposed to be getting access to, you can cover your tracks with proxies, right? Or whatever? God, it's been a long time since I've done any of that sort of stuff..." He can't even remember if that's the right terminology; he's been building things too long and he's lost his touch with the slang in the world of hackers.
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"Against another hacker, I have no doubt that I can cover my tracks." Felicity glances back at her PDC. "I've just never gone against the computer itself. If it has the ability to constantly monitor activity from these devices, then I don't know how I could get far without getting shut down..."
Another series of barks comes from outside the door. When Felicity hears them, her eyes suddenly lock onto Cisco's.
"Oh my god. I have an idea." But neither of them was going to like the first part. "We need to use the robodog."
Okay Felicity, start from the beginning. Explain your whole idea.
"We need to distract the Computer. If multiple devices all over the Complex are being hacked, the Computer will eventually shut them all down. BUT, it might seem like a second system-wide malfunction, instead of a particular hack on a particular device." Namely, their PDCs. "If we capture that dog, and if you disassemble it and get me its microprocessor, I can re-program it to run around the complex and broadcast a virus to every bot it runs past."
A beat, and a gulp.
"But we have to catch that dog first. Before it bites either one of us."
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"I mean...the Computer is really nothing more than a glorified hacker without the typical limitations of a human hacker, right? If you can—"
His words falter at the sound of the dog outside, but before he can get back on track, Felicity's saying she's got an idea and the last thing he wants to do is derail it by continuing his own thought. His expression goes from excited to completely put out in about 0.5 seconds.
She wants to use the dog? Oh man...
Though, that idea...that's...
"That's genius. Stop it, that's genius!" he exclaims, the grin returning. Look, how hard can it be to catch a robot dog that's already outside their door trying to get in?
"Okay, all right. That's easy. It wants to get in, right? So we let it in the room. We just...uh. Okay..."
He looks around the room as if in search of something to knock the damn thing off its feet because, look, it's a freaking robot. It's probably going to need a little help getting back upright; he doubts it'll be able to do it on its own right away.
Cisco grabs the little metal folding chair propped up against the wall. He's not sure what these people think one chair is going to be good for in a room that typically is meant to house five people, but he's not asking questions. "Get up on the bed. The top bunk," he tells her.
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When he goes to grab the chair and tells her to climb to the top bunk, she nods and starts for the ladder. For the first time since she got here, Felicity's actually thankful that she was wearing a red jumpsuit with tennis shoes, instead of her usual designer dress and heels.
It takes her maybe 15 seconds to get to the bunk. "Okay Cisco. You got this." She's guessing that the plan here is to have the little robot try to go for her, and Cisco is going to valiantly whack it with the chair.
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And he laughs.
"Okay, here we go..." he says, reaching for the doorknob again and startling a little when it's almost like the goddamned thing knows, because it thumps itself against the door again. "All right, come at me, bro!"
The door flings open and Cisco steps aside to let the robot dog angrily rush into the room. Cisco kicks the door shut with one foot and by the time he manages it, the dog turns in place and starts rushing toward him.
"Not today, Robomutt," he grunts, and Cisco swings the folded metal chair with all of his might, slamming it into the robot with a loud metal clang, and hoping like hell that there was enough momentum behind the swing to knock the damn thing over. When it wobbles a little, he's not sure it's actually going to fall over, but it tips and drops onto its side, legs flailing uselessly. Cisco drops the chair and raises his arms over his head victoriously, looking over at Felicity. "He shoots, he scores!"
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The barks, while insistent, seem significantly less threatening now.
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He looks down at the dog and shakes his head, rolling his eyes, and his voice returns to his own when he looks back up at Felicity. "Yeah, I used to have RC cars when I was a kid and the most obnoxious thing ever was when they'd hit something and tip over because they couldn't get back up no matter what you did with the controls. I was kinda hoping this guy would be the same way. Do your thang, girl," he says, smiling and gesturing down at the fallen beast with one arm.
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"I'm guessing that this will ..." The dog stops moving, with a little beep, boop, boop power-off sound. "...turn it off." She smiles. "YES. Now I just need a screwdriver or coin or something to get these little screws out. Though, I will say that you've earned every right to do the honors."
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Flat and strong, flat and strong...
"Crap, crap...do you see anything on your side of the room?" he asks, moving slowly, eyes darting around as he takes each step, looking for something that will work to unscrew the screws. Hell, he'll break something if he has to, he just has to find something that he thinks he can break that'll also work.