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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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Cisco Ramon | The Flash

[namegenerator]

...all right, well. There are worse things than having to dodge a rogue Autocar on the way to his room, right? Cisco's dealt with worse things than that. Zoom, for one. But, on the other hand, he also didn't have a fugly red jumpsuit on. He wasn't stuck with a PDC that was clearly a hater and he wasn't for lack of the tools he needed to fix any of those things. If, you know, those things really happened? Did they? Metahumans? The Flash? Being able to open actual portals to Earth 2...? Those are pretty heavy and specific for glitches in the system if he's a clone. And yo, don't even get him started thinking about the irony in being called a clone.

So yeah, all right, there's worse things, but he really could do without the fact that he almost got hit by a freaking car while walking down the hall to his room. He absolutely could do without that.

"Ay, Dios mío," he mutters, frowning, as he moves into his new quarters — seriously? There's supposed to be five people in this room? Is the Computer high right now? — and drops down onto the nearest bed. He decides to try the PDC again in the hopes that maybe it was a server error, but when he tries again to make a post onto this Specials network to see what's up with that, it posts public. "...for real?" he groans, taking the post down again because he's heard whispers and he's so not down with immediately outing himself as a Special if he's going to be surrounded by people who hate Specials, at least not if he can help it.

[whattingawhat]

Buffy isn't happy about the whole 'clone' thing either and they are oddly specific, especially since her memories of her world are entirely different from Cisco's. In fact, Cisco's world sounds like something out of one of Xander's comic books. Yes, he's made her read them on occasion. No, she didn't hate them. She just doesn't have the patience and attention span.

There are worse things, like battling soda pop as it's launched at high speeds from the vending machine. Yeah, Buffy ended up completely splattered in bubble drink one that one. She'd been able to avoid being hit in the head, but only because she'd hulk smashed an attacking guard bot and purloined one of his arms as a weapon.

She flings open the door to her room moping already unzipping her jumpsuit so she can trade it out for one that's not covered in sticky ick. Thus far, she's had the room to herself so she's not expecting it to contain one boy shaped creature. She stutters to a stop, mangled bot arm in one hand, other hand frozen at just about her bra line (which is as far as she got in the unzipping). "I--You--this isn't where I parked my car."

She promptly zips the jumpsuit back up and waves weakly. "I'm Buffy. Either I have the wrong room, or you're my new room mate."

[namegenerator]

At the sound of someone entering the room, Cisco looks up and the confusion and surprise at the fact that a) she's a she, and b) she's covered in soda and wielding a piece of friggen robot like a weapon absolutely registers on his face. He sits up and that's when he notices that she's actually started undressing, probably because she hadn't realized he'd be laying there — as evidenced by the way she stops short and stutters out something that sounds a little too much like the sort of thing he'd say in her shoes for him not to decide he already likes her.

His hands go up defensively and he turns his head. "I didn't see anything," he replies quickly by reflex. "...that's a lie, sorry, I totally did, but I wasn't looking, if that makes you feel better," he adds in defensive apology.

It isn't until she introduces herself and he actually gets a good look at her face that Cisco looks back at her with recognition. "Stop it," he says playfully, tilting his head a little as he grins before sitting up straighter. "No you're not. Shut up, are you?" Buffy. Like...the vampire slayer? Like, the TV show he vaguely remembers watching in the "glitches" he's still not entirely sure aren't memories?

[whattingawhat]

Yeah, Buffy had been surprised about the co-ed lodgings as well. The soda thing, at least, isn't an every day occurrence. Neither is the robot arm wielding. She's generally able to make do with just her fists. She's definitely not used to anyone else occupying this room, but she knew they'd gotten new arrivals today. She'd just sort of forgotten about it in the chaos that was today.

Her face flushes red when he starts saying he starts with the rambling. The urge to punch him is tempered and stifled when he apologizes. It's even a little endearing.

Buffy's brows go up at his protests. When he emphasises the are that way she sighs a little. "You saw Andrew's videos on youtube, didn't you?" It's better than Harmony's show at least.

[namegenerator]

Cisco looks sheepishly back at her and gives a little shrug of his shoulders. Sorry. He's kind of a nerd. If, by kind of, he means a total nerd, who just so happens to usually be able to keep it under control and out of view to the general public. No dice, this time. Buffy the freaking Vampire Slayer. In his room. ...or he's in her room. Their room, which is even cooler, actually.

"Sorry," he says and he sounds like he means it, and he does, but it's still so awesome to be in the same room with her, he can't seem to wipe the stupid grin off his face. "Anyway. Yeah, sorry. So, what's with the robot arm? Tell me you're starting a new, Alpha-version of baseball and I'm totally in," he jokes.

[whattingawhat]

No worries. She's quite fond of a nerd or two. One of them rarely manages to keep it under control and the other never does, hence the youtube videos. At least he's not trying to kill her. That's generally the sort of fanservice she gets. Their room now. Sorry, Cisco, but she'll be more careful about undressing in the future.

She shakes her head, dismissing the apology silently. He doesn't need to apologize, mostly because the grin is adorable. "Have you gotten a good look at what's going on outside?" she asks then shrugs. "Destruction of property is sort of what I do." As for the last part, he makes her grin. "I may have to actually look into starting a league."

[namegenerator]

Has he gotten a good look? "Well, I almost got run over by a car. Indoors. So..." he replies with a humorless huff where a laugh would've been if that hadn't actually just happened and he wasn't still secretly kind of shaking off the encounter, because holy crap, it's scary almost getting hit by a car, okay? Especially when you're inside where it should never happen.

"I can dig that," he says, approving. "Destruction of Property should be your team name when you start that league. Dibs on your team," he adds before flopping back down on the bed finally and rolling onto his side so that his back is to her. "You should change, so you're not all covered in Bouncy Bubbly anymore. I didn't mean to interrupt. Just let me know when you're done, cool?"

[whattingawhat]

"I'd heard they were doing that, but I haven't seen it. The guard bots are also attacking and the vending machine has aspirations of being an automatic machine gun. In here is safer." It doesn't seem as if anything is attacking in here and now she's here so that makes him safer. She's assuming he's not a special, but she doesn't know that for sure.

She ducks her head, grinning at that. She might even blush a little. "You'll be my first pick." Especially since he rolls over so that his back is to her. It's sweet and endearing and not something a lot of guys his age would do. "Thanks," she says quietly as she grabs another jumpsuit and quickly strips out of the sticky one. She steps into the clean one and zips it up, then reaches for a brush. "You're good now," she tells him as she takes her hair out of it's pony tail and starts brushing it. "You never told me your name."

[namegenerator]

Cisco takes in a deep breath and lets it out in a huff. "Yeah, so...that's an actual thing that's happening, yes," he confirms. "I heard about the vending machine. I was about to call bullshit, but then you busted in here covered in soda and started taking your clothes off, so..." He smirks a little, mostly because he's teasing.

"A wise decision, Buffy. A very wise decision," he says playfully and he does mean playfully, because Cisco probably couldn't play ball if someone paid him to try. He didn't suck too bad at tee ball when he was four, but he hasn't played since, so it's his best guess that he'd be awful now. Especially without the tee.

"No problem." At her prompt, Cisco rolls over again to face her. "Crap, I didn't, did I? Sorry. Cisco. Cisco Ramon. Nice to meet you."

[whattingawhat]

"I'm not even sure that's the weirdest thing that's ever attacked me," she responds then rolls her eyes at him, managing to mostly not blush at that reminder. "Pleased to provide you with proof of the craziness outside these walls." Teasing is okay. She appreciates it most of the time.

Buffy would still pick him for her baseball team because she likes him so far. Besides, she's (probably) good enough at that sort of thing for the both of them. She'll just have to make sure she doesn't accidentally hurt someone.

She smiles at him. "It's okay. We've already established you were distracted." Now she's teasing him (and flirting a little, which she tends to do with cute boys and usually awkwardly). "It's nice to meet you too," she assures him as she starts combing through her hair, grateful that she didn't leave it down today.

[namegenerator]

"Definitely not the craziest thing that's ever attacked me or mine, so I get you. Just saying," Cisco says, still grinning. If the worst in this place is a rogue vending machine and cars, he figures there's worse places to be stuck in the interim between now and when he gets home.

Letting out a hearty laugh, Cisco leans his head back with it for a moment before looking back at her. "Oh, it's like that now? I see how it is. It's like that, okay," he says playfully. "So long have you been enjoying the privacy my presence is obliterating?" he wonders aloud. How long has she been here, exactly?

[whattingawhat]

She can't help but grin at that. "I think you're going to fit in here just fine, Cisco." Probably better than fine with that attitude. She's not sure it will be easy for him, but is it for anyone?

She grins and shrugs as if to say 'yeah, it's like that'. She doesn't mind it being like that. She thinks about it a moment. "A week and a half, maybe two. I kind of lose track of time here, at least time spent here."

[namegenerator]

He isn't sure whether that's a good thing or a bad thing, really, considering the place they're in, but he takes it as a compliment, because he's pretty sure that's how she means it. "Small favors, huh? Nothing worse than being the awkward new kid nobody likes."

Cisco appreciates her sense of humor and willingness to go with the flow he's throwing down. They're going to get along just fine. He's never had a roommate that was a girl before, but Cisco gets the feeling this arrangement is going to work out just fine. "Oh good, that'll make time either fly or crawl, I guess..."

[smoak]

"Oh god oh god oh god OH MY GOD!"

Felicity was running, stumbling, trying very hard to get away from someone's adorable now-deadly pet bot when she dashed into the nearest RED room she could find, slammed the door closed behind her, and leaned her entire body against it as a body block.

"Deep breaths Felicity. Deep breaths." Her eyes were scrunched closed, until she takes one tiny one-eyed peak around the room.

"C-Cisco?"

[namegenerator]

The sudden entry and subsequent slam of the door followed by the incessant metallic barking on the other side of it shocks Cisco into attention. He looks up at the bespectacled blonde and recognizes her just as she registers recognition of him.

"Felicity?" he asks, his voice talking over hers before he can stop it. Getting to his feet, Cisco huffs incredulous relief. It's good to see a familiar face, even if…is she, though? Or is she just a figment of his imagination. This glitch crap is so confusing.

"Hey! I didn't know you were here," he adds, pushing the thought away. She seems to know him, so maybe she's not just some hot tech nerd he made up as an imaginary girlfriend or something. Oh God, he's not that pathetic, is he? Please say he isn't that guy, now...

[smoak]

He barely gets to finish his sentence before she's dashes in for a hug. "It is so good to see you! Anyone really, that I recognize at all."

She pulls back, hands still on his shoulders, so she can look him in the eye. "Wait. I didn't mean it like- like I'm not glad to see you. I am glad to see you." Another robot bark from outside the door causes Felicity to wince.

She never believed this glitch theory. What she did worry about however, was the robots. Computers weren't supposed to fight back. Humans used computers to fight back, sure. But computers themselves? This was not how they're supposed to work.

[namegenerator]

"Oh, okay. All right," Cisco says reflexively, hugging her back, "that happened. Hey, it's okay, we're gonna be fine. We're two of the smartest people I know," he assures her. And yeah, that little addendum stings a little, but he smiles, shaking his head anyway when she explains after pulling out of the hug.

His head turns a little, reflexively, at the metallic bark outside the door. "It's cool, Felicity, I got you. I'm glad to see you, too." Just like she'd probably rather he be Oliver, he'd really rather she be Caitlin, but he's still happy to see her; he gets it.

"Are you new? I just got here. Or...just regenerated...or...you know, whatever happens, I'm still a little fuzzy on that whole thing," he admits.

[smoak]

She smiles at "smartest people I know," which makes her feel extra bad for how those words came out. So it makes her cling onto Cisco's shoulders a little longer than normal, her lips forming a small frown. But when he asks her about just getting here, she perks up.

"Yeah, I guess 'new' is what they'd tell us we were, isn't it? Once I realized no one was going to point a gun at me until I signed ... I may have subjected myself to a few unnecessary additional hours of ... brainwashing." She rolled her eyes at the last part. "Cisco, you don't believe them do you?"

[namegenerator]

Felicity doesn't buy it. That speaks volumes to Cisco, actually, because he trusts her opinion. She really is one of the smartest people he knows — at least he thinks she is; he's trying to reprogram himself in the midst of the conversation. Back to the way he used to think — and if she doesn't believe the orientation, then he probably shouldn't, either.

"...well, I did, but now you're here and you're clearly not a glitch, so..." he admits, his voice trailing off a little. "It doesn't make sense for a 'glitch' to show up and recognize me, so I guess not so much anymore," he finishes.

[smoak]

"I'd usually defer to Caitlin on this, but my best guess is that yes, if we're waking up in some ... futuristic dystopia, that cloning our bodies would be the easiest part of the process. But cloning all of our memories? There's no way they could have access to that much information."

She gives him a gentle squeeze.

"And it's not as if I have one or two misplaced memories and an otherwise blank slate. I remember so much Cisco, and not just about people. About computers and how to use them. If I can get my hands on her servers, oh you just wait."

sorry about the delay!

[namegenerator]

She remembers Caitlin, too; Caitlin who, until right then with Felicity's mention, Cisco assumes that he'd invented as a way to have some sort of strong bond with a sibling to replace the one he didn't have with his brother. He did have a brother. Caitlin was real. Felicity is real. This is real...and messed up.

"Man, having Barry here right now would be really convenient…" he mutters, half to himself and half as a test to see if Barry — if the Flash — is a memory or a glitch. Which parts are real and which are manufactured? Now he's got to sort through everything and pick his entire brain apart before he can put it back together. Crap, he should've just followed his initial instincts and pretended he believed. Now he's allowed himself to be subjected to so much brainwashing that, even though his gut tells him Felicity is right and it's all memories, part of him still thinks there could be pieces that really don't belong to him, and it'll be better to isolate and then forget them than to mix them up with the real memories.

"All right, well...we don't need Caitlin and Barry to be Team Genius, right? So, temporarily setting Teams Arrow and Flash on the backburner, let's do our own thing and find you those servers, then," he says, pulling back from her and starting toward the door, reaching a hand to the knob.

Another metallic bark, this time coupled with the awkward thumping of the freaking thing jumping at the door to be let in, stops him in his tracks. Cisco reaches that same hand up to scratch the back of his head and turns back to her with a sheepish smile. "Later. We should, you know, plan first. Right? Right. We should create a plan before we execute a non-existent one," he excuses his forgetfulness and fear of the Petbot casually.

[smoak]

There's a moment, when Cisco mentions Barry, that Felicity's eyes light up, but she doesn't say anything. Instead, she just listens, and nods, until Cisco seems to have a sudden surge of courage and wants to open the door. "Wait-."

And then the dog barks, throws itself against the door, and Cisco's hand is suddenly back behind his head.

"Right. Absolutely. We should totally create a plan. Especially before trying to leave this room."

Once the door is locked, she pulls Cisco away from it, towards one of the desks. Then, she takes out her PDC. "Whatever is going on, I'm sure that both Barry and Oliver are already looking for us. Right now, step one is making this stupid thing work again. Maybe I can hack it to send a message to the outside. Do you have any idea why it suddenly started glitching in the first place?"

[namegenerator]

At least she's willing to let that slide without picking on him. Score one for Felicity.

"Right," he agrees again, leaning against the desk and looking back at her as she takes out the PDC. He's still really mad at his and the frustration instantly shows on his face.

Shaking his head, Cisco frowns. "It was like that when I got here, I have no idea. What if it's a trap to test you and you get caught hacking the Computer?" he asks. "Not that I'm saying no or we shouldn't, just saying we should work that possibility into our plan so that we have a contingency, right?"

[smoak]

"If I get caught, we'll..." She's searching for an actually passable answer. "We'll...just say it was a glitch?" It's the first moment since she saw Cisco that she looks to him for advice. "Too...reckless?"

If hacking the PDCs were off-limits, Felicity didn't have a better plan. In fact, she didn't have any other plan.

[namegenerator]

Cisco's eyebrows lift as Felicity stalls, trying to come up with an answer. He looks doubtful when he gets one. "I...yeah, that's probably really risky..."

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.