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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!

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Caitlin should feel a little more reassured right now. She was right in not listening to the people who were there when she woke up. These aren't false memories, not with one of her best friends standing right in front of her, talking to her. But it means that, wherever they are, they're being held by people who are more than willing to lie to them, to make them question their very existence. And who may be willing to go to any lengths to keep them under control.

As soon as he nods the second time, she's climbing to her feet, pushing herself to standing. All the adrenaline dumped into her system makes her legs shake and her hands tremble. She moves in careful steps, avoiding the blood on the floor. Slipping right now would probably get her and Cisco killed, and that's not a death either of them need to experience.

She gets as close to the doors as possible, her toes just shy of the track and gap in the floor. "Okay," she says, sounding entirely not okay. But she doesn't have a choice. There's no telling when the elevators would go back to normal, if they went back to normal at all. She can't stay in there much longer. This is her best shot at getting free in one piece. "On three?" She makes eye contact, giving him that look of absolute trust. As soon as he jams the doors, she'll jump and hopefully come through with both legs, both feet, and all her toes.

It hurts his heart to see Caitlin so scared, but Cisco focuses on the important part: getting her out of the elevator in one piece. If he doesn't do this exactly the right way… Well...The smear of crimson on the floor comes to mind. Cisco feels like he's going to be sick, but he doesn't let himself process that feeling. Head in the game, Ramon, he tells himself. Keep your head in the game.

His whole body tenses as Caitlin comes closer and he isn't surprised, but he is relieved when she's careful to mind her step nearing the blood on the floor.

"Okay," he echoes back, swallowing thickly. This is Caitlin. This isn't some stranger he's trying to do a good deed for. It's Caitlin. She's like a sister to him and if he screws this up, then her blood will be on his hands. So he's trying to reassure himself as much as he is her with that parroted "okay."

Cisco takes a deep breath and raises his arms over his head, moving just slightly so that there's space for Caitlin to get past him rather than bumping straight into him. The metal leg feels suddenly so much heavier than it really is. He nods at her suggestion. "On three," he agrees, looking her back in the eye. She trusts him more than he trusts himself right now, if that look in her eye is anything to go by.

"One…"

He raises his arms a little higher, lining up the metal robot leg with the space between the elevator doors.

"Two…"

Cisco looks back at her and forces what he hopes is a reassuring smile before his eyes shift back to the robot leg in his hands. He takes one more step forward and to the side and takes a deep breath.

"Three," Cisco says and he shoves the robot leg in between the doors. It isn't long enough to take up the whole space, so the doors start to snap shut anyway. They hit either end of the leg with a nasty metallic clang before starting to actually crush it.

It all happens so fast. The doors slam against the leg and Caitlin's jumping and Cisco's grabbing her by the arms to pull her forward once her hands are free and, just like that, before he can process anything that just happened, the elevator doors slam shut and Cisco shifts himself to block Caitlin while raising an arm to shield his face as what little is left of the robot leg he meant to dissect, sprays at them in jagged little pieces before shattering to the floor.

"Holy shhhh—" tumbles out of his mouth before he realizes that he needs to make sure Caitlin is actually in one piece after all. He steps back with his hands on her shoulders. "Are you okay? Hey, huh? You good? Are you good?" The words spew from him so fast that they probably sound a jumbled mess, and his hands are shaking as they hold onto her, but he's looking right at her and he thinks she might actually be okay.

Caitlin's sure her heart is pounding hard enough for him to hear it. Hard enough that it should be making an echo in the metal box she's standing it. They can do this. They can do this. They've done much more dangerous things than this. They've been through worse together. And always, always, they've come through it.

They can do this.

Cisco raises the leg and starts to count. They have one shot at this, and she can't be early and she can't be late. It all comes down to timing. He says three and she darts forward, not quite jumping but trying to clear the threshold as quickly as possible. The clang of the doors slamming shut is deafening, and she's honestly surprised when both feet hit the floor. When she doesn't leave some part of her stuck in the elevator.

Letting out a shaky breath, she stares at him, nodding. "I'm okay. I'm okay," she repeats over and over as she wraps her arms around him, practically clinging to him with a hug. Her breath hitches in her chest. "I didn't think I'd ever see you again."

It's with a dazed relief that Cisco lets out a breath he doesn't even realize that he's been holding when Caitlin assures him repeatedly that she's okay. And quite frankly, he's okay with the fact that she's clinging to him, because it gives him an excuse to cling right back to her without feeling like an idiot.

"I didn't think I'd ever see you again," he admits. He's quiet, then, for a moment. Cisco gives them both time to catch their breath and he finally lets go of her, taking a step back. "...Barry's here. And Felicity," he says, because even though she's probably still reeling from the elevator thing and the fact that he isn't a glitch, she deserves to know and it's throbbing in the back of his throat to be said.

Cisco takes another deep breath and puts an arm around her to guide her away from the elevator — quite honestly, he can't stand looking at it right now and he imagines she would probably feel much the same if her back wasn't already facing it — and down the corridor a little ways. "Listen, we're gonna be fine. ...Barry's working on getting his speed back. I'm going to build a new pair of Vibe Glasses and get my Vibes back and between the two of us, we're going to get all of us out of here and back home," he says in a quick, hushed voice. "Don't believe anything that they told you in that orientation, it isn't real. You are. I am. We are."

Caitlin's a little reluctant to let Cisco go, but she isn't about to forego social etiquette for her own reassurance and comfort. When he lets go, her grip loosens, letting him step back. Her arms are folded over her chest to fill the void and keep her hands from shaking. The hug would seem to calm her, giving her some relief.

And then it's all lost when he says Barry's name. She stops hearing anything after Barry's here.

Her steps are little more than shuffling as he tries to guide her down the corridor, her body barely responding. It's all she can do not to slide to the floor and become a mess. When she blinks, the tears gathered along her waterline threaten to fall. It's too much. This is too much. A moment ago, she was questioning if any of her memories were real and fearing for her life. And now, proof that it's real is here in Cisco. But Barry... she remembers now why she questioned calling for him. It's not that she didn't think he was real. It's that she knew he was dead.

Her right foot falters, making her stumble before she catches herself against the wall. She swallows hard, and when she blinks this time, a few tears slip free. "Barry's alive?" she asks in a tear-thickened, cracking voice.

Cisco grabs onto Caitlin to try to help steady her and it takes him a second to realize what's wrong. It doesn't make sense, because they know Barry was just trapped in the Speedforce, but he's been okay. They've known that.

He looks back at her, confusion and concern for his friend etched deeply into his expression. Of course he's alive…" Cisco pulls her back in for another hug. "He's alive, Caitlin, he's okay. It's okay, you're okay. I'll explain, just...let's get you back to my room so we don't get caught talking about stuff that's not supposed to exist. Okay?"

But even as he's asking it, he's guiding her down the hall just the same as he had been guiding her away from the elevator. If he was in her shoes right now, it isn't even a question in his mind that she'd be doing the same for him. "I promise, it's okay. He doesn't have his speed, but he's okay."

Caitlin wants to protest. He may not have been the most credible source, but it's hard to wrap her mind around the idea that Jay would lie about Barry's death. If anything, she would think he'd lie to take credit for it. But he.. well, he wasn't kind or gentle about it, breaking the news. He took her up to Barry's lab after telling her, but that could have also just as easily been about keeping her out of sight of his minions.

She isn't sure what to believe anymore.

Her steps are more sure as he leads her down the corridor, and she seems less likely to fall over. "Okay," she replies, her voice hushed. They can't be caught if no one else can hear them, right? It seems logical enough. "Him... losing his speed, that was Zoom? Jay." Her voice cracks over saying that name.

"I just need to be sure I'm remembering things right."

He leads Caitlin to the room he shares with Blue and pushes the door open before leading her inside and guiding her to sit down on his bed. Then, he turns back to ensure that the door is closed behind them.

Returning to her, Cisco sits beside her on the bed. He looks as concerned as he feels. "...no. No that's because if this place. Not Zoom. …Hunter," he reminds her in a gentle voice before realizing she might not be there yet. Everything happens so fast, ironically, at home that he can't always remember the details of his own timeline...which, now that he thinks about it, would make a potentially interesting premise for a comic book or something. ...which is neither here nor there, he realizes. Focus, Cisco. "His real name is Hunter. Not Jay," Cisco clarifies.

"Zoom did take his speed, that's happened, but he got it back. This place took it again."

"No, I know that," Caitlin says, trying to avoid the memory of that conversation from coming up. She twists her hands nervously in her lap. Putting together the pieces of all of this is hard. It feels all jumbled in her mind, confused and hopelessly knotted. Sh takes a breath, lets it out slowly, willing herself to calmness.

"I don't remember Barry getting it back. If he did, I wasn't there." What else might have happened without her there? It's a relief to hear that he'd done it back home. That he — that they — had all been okay. There's the tiniest irrational pang at that thought. The world went on without her. They went on without her. But it's what they should do, what she would do in their place.

"If he's gotten it back once already, why don't we just do what you did then? You know it worked; it shouldn't be any less effective here."

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