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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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Oliver Queen | Arrow

[greenhood]

Since coming back from Lian Yu, Oliver Queen had always been two people. He'd been Oliver: friend, son, brother. The man who tried and failed to keep his father's company together even though he knew nothing about running a business. But he'd also been the man in the Green Hood, the Arrow and, most recently, the Green Arrow. He'd been a man trying desperately to save a city in an increasingly complex world. But then he woke up in the Alpha Complex and complexity took on a different meaning.

He listened patiently to the lecture and then made all the right noises. He was nothing, he was no one. He was a cog in a machine that was so much larger than him that it seemed incomprehensible to consider the whole.

He wondered later how much they actually knew about his background. Did they only know Oliver Queen, mayoral candidate? Or did history know who he really was? Did they know they had on their hands a revolutionary who would do anything to protect the weak and abused?

He'd had to find the block of wood on the black market. Smaller pieces used for whittling could be excused as a hobby, but for what he had in mind, he needed quantity and quality. It took him a while to complete, but eventually he had his bow and a handful of arrows. He was going to have to be careful how he used them.

But not too careful. It started out as one of those little mechanical dogs barking. He didn't really think anything of it, even when it nipped at its owner. It was just a malfunction. There were plenty of people here who could fix it. He'd spent the last hour finding the hidden paths throughout the Complex, the back doors and the things Oliver would never even consider. But then one of the bulbs on the mechanical guards started flashing red and he knew it was time to come out of hiding.

"Get behind me," he shouted to the nearest person, shoving them behind him and readying his bow. He wasn't equipped for this. Maybe he should have found explosives to put on some of the arrowheads.

[runsonwater]

Barry knew that voice, even if he hadn't quite been prepared for someone to basically jump in front of him and shove him down. If he had known who it was who had just jumped in front of him he probably wouldn't have been surprised by that move at all.

"Oliver?"

It would be impossible to hide the surprise or the hope in his voice, even if he had wanted to. The last thing he wanted was yet another friend stuck here with the possibility of being taken away yet again, but Oliver Queen wasn't just any friend.

He scrambled back up to his feet as the guard moved closer to them. "Shoot at the eye, it will slow it down."

[greenhood]

"Barry?" He hadn't expected to recognize whoever he'd shoved behind him. Most of the people he'd seen here tended to blur together and, of the ones who didn't, he didn't know any of them. Until now. It was a small bit of comfort to see someone from his past and a larger bit of comfort that it was Barry. If anyone was going to be useful in a place like this, it was going to be Barry Allen, the Flash.

"I'm not trying to slow it down," he said even as he took aim. "I"m trying to stop it."

The arrow flew and he heard something crack. He found himself looking to Barry. Clearly he knew something more about these things than Oliver did and that meant if he had any ideas about how to stop them, Oliver was going to be all ears.

[runsonwater]

Barry isn't even annoyed at the response that he probably should've come to expect from Oliver. Stopping it was Barry's agenda as well, of course.

"You've got to get through the double plated armor if you want to get at any of it's wires. In the meantime, we've just been luring it towards electrical lines to short them out."

It wasn't a perfect plan, but it'd worked on two of them so far. He pointed towards the lines he'd been making a run for. "Did you just get here?"

[greenhood]

"Not just," Oliver answered with a jerk that could be considered a shake of his head. To be fair, he'd kept to himself for the most part. He wasn't thinking 'cannon fodder' exactly, but it was easier to protect people he didn't know. He hadn't planned on making friends. Allies, maybe, but not friends. The fact that Barry was here made him wonder just how many other people he knew were here. Diggle. Felicity. Thea. The idea made him sick.

"Do we know what's causing it, yet?" he asked, grabbing Barry and pulling them both out of the way of some kind of laser bolt. Everything was very mundane here for all that he wasn't sure how he'd gotten here or how he was supposed to get back home. He wasn't about to trust that Barry still had his speed.

But he'd heard some of the things that had happened while Barry hadn't had his powers and so he still trusted the man to have his back, so once they were out of immediate harms way, he split away. If the two of them could herd the thing, it would be safer than trying to lure it out by himself.

[runsonwater]

How long had Oliver been in Alpha Complex and why hadn't Barry seen him? It was true that the number of specials were growing everyday but ever since Felicity and Cisco had arrived, he'd tried to keep an eye out for others from his world.

"It's a virus," Barry said, as he was pulled out of the way of a laser beam. "Uploaded to all the robots in the complex. Felicity's working on hacking it, but in the meantime we're trying to keep the damage minimal."

To people, anyway. If the distant fires and sounds of gunfire were any indication there was still plenty of property damage being carried out. Barry followed Oliver's head and split away. The robot seemed to hesitate and then went after Oliver.

[greenhood]

There was a hesitation so brief that only a speedster would notice. Felicity was here. On the one hand, it meant that he could protect her. On the other, he didn't really want to contemplate anyone he cared about in this place. Well, it was done. He couldn't just magically wish her away. At least on the plus side, he had someone he trusted trying to fix this on the end where she was most comfortable. She wasn't out in this mess and that was all for the better.

He didn't have time to hesitate long, though, because the machine followed him. Better him than Barry, he supposed. He weaved between blasts and headed toward the nearest source of power. If Barry had a good mind, and Oliver knew he did, then he would come around and be waiting for them. Oliver just had to trust in that. And in the meantime, he had to not get himself killed.

Easier said than done when it was just him and his bow and he had more than a close shave as one of its blasts seared his bicep. He gritted his teeth and kept moving.

[smoak]

It was crazy how much clothing helped you identify people. Especially when you're talking about Felicity Smoak. But even dressed in a terribly colored RED jumpsuit, Felicity always felt like she looked like a space cadet or something. So it wasn't the worst. But the time for pondering fashion was over when the lights in the hallway started exploding.

She would have blamed it on a power surge, but for some reason, it felt like each light was exploding only when she was near it. So Felicity made a run for it. It's what Oliver or Thea or Laurel would do. They wouldn't just stand here in the hallway hoping that the lights don't burn them.

When she gets to the end of the hall, she's nearly going to run straight past him when Oliver shoves her behind him and Felicity's eyes grow wide. There was no way that it was him. No way, she told herself. But then she saw the bow and arrows, and Felicity hugged him from behind. "Oliver!"

It was a dumb move. He hadn't seen her, not really. And when you put your arms around someone — from behind no less — who's basically a trained assassin who was simultaneously shooting arrows, there might be terrible consequences. But Felicity didn't think that far ahead, she was too happy and shocked and relieved to see him here.

[greenhood]

Oliver did tense when he felt the arms come around him, but he hesitated when he heard the voice, one he was intimately familiar with. Felicity. A part of him had been in despair, knowing he'd probably never see her again, but he'd mostly been happy that she'd never have to deal with this place. Knowing she was here, he wasn't sure whether he was glad personally or worried for her safety. But he did know one thing. He was going to keep her safe, no matter the cost.

His arrow hit metal and did nothing to stop the oncoming machine and he reached behind him to encourage Felicity to slowly back away with him. Maybe if they could get someplace out of harm's way for a minute, she could do her magic and shut them down. At the very least, he'd have a moment to just look at her before it all went to hell. He preferred the former, but the latter was enough for him.

"We're going to take this nice and easy," he said as they walked back step by step. "And if I tell you to run, run and don't look back." Because it meant that things were about to get very ugly and he didn't want her to have to worry about him.

[smoak]

His reach is enough to get her walking and to back away as he does. She releases him, just so its easier for Oliver to well ... do anything really, but her hands refuse to leave his waist.

When he tells her how she's supposed to run on his mark, she knows she should listen. Staying meant that she'd be a distraction, another person he'd need to protect and it would pull his focus. But Felicity just can't do it. She can't agree.

"No." It came out a lot firmer that she'd anticipated. Felicity was a little proud of that, actually. "Oliver, I can't just leave you." Not after being here without him for so many days. "I can't have finally found you just to leave you here."

[greenhood]

He loved her; she frustrated the hell out of him. He wanted to kiss her; he wanted to throttle her. It was an unsteady mix of emotions in an unstable situation, but above it all was the fact that he would do anything to protect her, even if that meant she ended up pissed at him. Or worse. As long as she was safe, he could live if she never talked to him again.

"Yes," he replied, steel in his voice. No, something harder than steel. Adamantium, maybe. Because there were times she'd managed to talk him or bully him into something, but he wouldn't budge when it came to her safety. "You can. I'll be right behind you, I promise."

He felt a tinge of guilt at that. He'd made a promise once that he wouldn't keep things from her again, that things would be different. And now he was lying to her. He wasn't going to follow her. Not right away. Maybe not at all, but he preferred not to be pessimistic. Just realistic. And realism said that he had a chance of surviving this depending on whether he could figure out a way to take the machine down and whether there were more out there like this one.

[smoak]

There's skepticism mixed with concern on her face, but because he's in front of her, Felicity knows he can't quite see it. She doesn’t actually believe him, but still, Oliver was promising to be right behind her. He said the words. Promises are supposed to mean something, right?

Fine.

Plus, she's the one who's been hiding things from him lately — helping out the team when they were supposed to be disconnected in Ivy Town. She loves him and she doesn’t want to lose him, but Felicity doesn’t want protecting her to be the reason he dies either.

He’ll be able to feel her hands let go of his waist. It’s as much of a confirmation as Oliver was going to get.

“Just remember. Sometimes machines are just like humans. Whatever is powering that thing is probably located in its chest. It’s where I would put the battery and CPU.”

On his count, she was ready to run.

[greenhood]

He wanted to tell her that he loved her. Just in case whatever happened next was fatal. But at the same time, he didn't want to burden her with the worry. She knew he was coming after her. She trusted that he'd have her back and that was the thought that was killing him. If he couldn't come up with a way to bring this thing down, he might not be able to save her the next time. His grip on the bow tightened. It just meant that he'd have to be true to his word. He'd have to follow her.

He looked at the machine. In the chest, she'd said. Not much chance of opening it up with an arrow. He didn't have a working gun. Gun.

He took another step back, brushing aside his fingers along her side for more for his own benefit than hers.

"I don't suppose you have a working gun?"

[smoak]

She was actually about to say yes, she did have a gun, when Felicity realized that it didn't have any ammo. They'd distributed them when she arrived, but she'd never been assigned a mission.

"Just an empty one," she says, as his fingers brush against her, and more than normal, she wishes there wasn't a homicidal robot targeting them right now.

Maybe it was pure luck, but an explosion further down the hall erupts, and the robot actually turns around, its sensors attempting to figure out the bigger threat. Maybe it was time to run. She can almost hear Oliver giving her the mark anytime now.

[namegenerator]

It was too bad Cisco didn't know Oliver well enough back home to recognize the other man's voice. That would've made him feel quite a bit better about a random dude shoving Cisco behind him while trying to use some homemade — pretty well-crafted, but still — bow and arrows to take down a rampaging robot.

"I'm not sure arrows are going to be our best line of defense, man," he said warily. "I don't know if you noticed, but that guy is made out of metal and all...where's your laser gun?"

Cisco was already taking his out, thankful that he'd had a mission already and had therefore been given the barrel. As if to prove Cisco's point, the Guardbot started firing, little red beams shooting out of his weapon, toward them.

[greenhood]

"If I could use my gun, Cisco, don't you think I would be?" Since Cisco had the working weapon, it was up to Oliver to play bait. It wasn't his most favorite position, but he wasn't sure just how good Cisco's aim was. If he'd seen the man shoot before, he didn't remember it, and so he was going to be cautious. He'd give Cisco as much time to aim and shoot as he could and in the meantime, he'd distract the bot.

He noted where the machine's sensor or camera likely was and aimed his arrows in that direction. If he could blind it, at least temporarily, it would give Cisco the time he needed to make the shot and then they could hopefully take a minute to figure out what was going on and come up with a solution.

"Unless you've got a spare barrel around here." Anyone associated with Star Labs was likely to be storing up useful things that might help in this kind of circumstance, but he had no way of knowing what kinds of things Cisco was hiding away.