DAYCYCLE 5 [ NOV 16-20 ]

[computerized]

 

DAYCYCLE 5 

[ NOV 16-20 ]

 

MORNING

You wake to yet another exciting day in Alpha Complex at 0600, but you may immediately sense that something is off. Your mind is muddled and it takes you a moment to remember where and who you are. But even that is uncertain, because if you think hard enough, you can remember people calling you other names. In fact, you can remember a singular, life changing memory that makes no sense when you compare it to all of the others that you possess…

Heads are going to roll at the MemoMax facility. Apparently, last night instead of downloading memories, someone hit the upload switch instead. Each Alpha Complex citizen now possesses life changing memories from another citizen’s life. This doesn’t make much difference for the majority of Alpha’s citizens, but makes a big difference for the Specials who possess the glitch that left them with past memories. Enjoy this window into a stranger’s life while you can, by midnight tonight the MemoMax facility will be under new management and memories will be restored to normal.

Ray Palmer and Alec Hardison are pulled from the morning briefing for interrogation regarding Maria Hill and her recent actions. Hardison is released after a brief session, but Ray is subjected to almost an hour of questioning due to him being the common link between recently convicted traitor Abbie Mills and Maria Hill.

No missions are issued to any of the specials today.

All other Troubleshooters: You are to report to your Service Firm positions for the day, until called on for Troubleshooter duty.

AFTERNOON

There is an R&D Synovation conference today beginning at noon. R&D Project Directors host these conferences so researchers can share ideas and show off their latest triumphs. However, because R&D researchers tend to be highly secretive about their work, many present bogus projects and inaccurate data, to throw off their jealous rivals. All citizens at a clearance level of RED or higher are invited to attend.

EVENING

There will be a TopWare party in the Troubleshooter’s common room at approximately 1800. Come see the wonders of TopWare and all it’s capable of! Bring your ME cards.

Sleep aid gas is expelled into the sleeping quarters at 2100.

 

Comments

MemoMax Bank

[computerized]

Feel free to post video representations of memories that you would like to share with your partner for this event here. You can also just give them a basic overview of the memory you would like for them to have inherited from the MemoMax mishap if not video clip is available. Partners are listed below:

Natasha Romanoff/Bucky Barnes
Gaius Maecenas/Barry Allen
Steve Rogers/Dick Grayson
Parker/Matt Ferrall
Lydia Martin/ Ray Palmer
Alec Hardison was not affected by this glitch.

Random thief memories for Matt Ferrall

[whosalicewhite]

As Parker's mind doesn't work in an order recognizable as order, here are a variety of random Parker moments. Many of them are significant, in regards to her hatred of horses, love of money, general strangeness, dealing with psychological issues and ability to nearly kill someone if needed.

She's strong because she hangs off buildings by her fingertips.

Parker's pretty odd.

And here's how she cured her fear of the dark.

So, she saw a horse kill a clown, and blew up her foster home for her rabbit.

And let's poke an Eliot!

Re: Random thief memories for Matt Ferrall

[hackboy]

I love Parker so much but Matt is just like....what the fuck....

Re: Random thief memories for Matt Ferrall

[whosalicewhite]

I think that's almost everyone's reaction to Parker. It's like that moment when she's dressed as a swan asking if she's weird enough, and everyone stares at her like she's more insane.

Flash Memory for Gaius Maecenas

[runsonwater]

Major spoilers though! If you'd rather have a memory without a show spoiler let me know. <3

Re: Flash Memory for Gaius Maecenas

[smirkinbackground]

No worries, these are probably a bit spoilery too (sorry Maecenas is only in season 2) so let me know if you'd like something else.
Also apologies because Maecenas is not really overflowing with scenes of his own, but here's a few good shots of him being snarky in the background for you.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2E13oVpEzo (This one is probably the best for actual screentime)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Koum3OOTm6A

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UQZA3KtuRn4

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y0VTVE0c3Sw

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WsGEoYUZ6r8

(I realise there's a lot so feel free to just watch the first one. Also would you like to have a thread about it?)

Re: Flash Memory for Gaius Maecenas

[runsonwater]

No worries about spoilers. I watched Rome because of Gauis. Best reason, tbh. It was so good. I really should watch it gain. Also, I might find some clips of Barry being ridiculous with girls he likes just so Gauis can guide him.

Steve Memories for Dick Grayson!

[a_man_out_of_time]

Well. It's supposed to be a life-changing moment yeah?

Re: Steve Memories for Dick Grayson!

[utilitybelted]

I am the master of too many video clips.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2D0eujskWaA

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cAVzd8a8evk

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zMsGSfT70kQ (This is not a great video but it has some my favourite moments from the episode, and it's a big important bit of his life)

(Also thread?)

[a_man_out_of_time]

So much yes to thread.

ray palmer memories → lydia martin

[shrinkage]

The night is dark, framed in the glowing blue of a dim light around Lydia's periphery.

Her heart beats in her chest too fast, and it's when she looks at her own hands (why are they red?) that she realizes this is not her body. Her point of view is too high up, frame large and maybe a little cumbersome compared to her own slight body. Little details that add up to that feeling of wrongness -- out of body in a way different than usually implied. Her feet are heavy, skin like metal.

Suddenly, there's light -- impossibly bright. Hot, too hot, radiating out from another form. Momentarily, sight disappears and all that remains is pure adrenaline fighting pure fear. The instinct to choose: fight, flee, or freeze. A flash: an alley, a woman, the deepest grief for the sharpest loss as her body breaks. Are Lydia's eyes made of glass?

Anna. Not again. Felicity.

Warm hands grip and constrict Lydia's ability to breathe. The light is gone, broken glass impeding Lydia's view of the attacker. Gaunt and angry, his eyes are consumed by greed.

A voice fights the greedy man's. The words are muffled and garbled, detail lost in the constant access of the memory. But the feeling remains. Encouragement and belief. The fear begins to recede. Fear of failure, the flash of a blonde woman with a bright smile that warms Lydia's heart. Felicity. Combined with the encouraging male voice...

"Heroes do that, Ray."

Her frame may be awkward but Lydia's brain still works. Why had she forsaken it to try to fight this man, toe to toe? Her intelligence is the key to saving this city. She reaches out, fighting against all odds as the greedy man's eyes begin to fill with the impossible light again. She's not sure it will work, believes in part that maybe the white dwarf star matter will bend to the power of the plasma, but the need to try is too great.

A woman of science. A woman of good.

I can do this.

lydia martin memories → ray palmer

[sanguinescry]

Anything from here is fair game but it's a compliation video, so I'm sorry about the fail!format considering the plot. It's just the best quality with the most life-altering stuff that I can find for her. So you can cherry pick from this...

OR...

Lydia restores her boyfriend's humanity, watches him die, and watches him reborn as a werewolf (the clarity is awful, but if Ray knows Roy at all, then he'll recognize the face, because it's the same actor for Roy Harper and Lydia's boyfriend Jackson)

Lydia finds out she's a banshee (also kind of poor quality but not the worst)

Lydia feels her best friend die (sorry for the awful quality, but I couldn't find a better one anywhere.)


ETA: did you want to thread something with this or no?

♥♥♥ /drags you out of hiding (and lmk if anything in here needs changing)

[shrinkage]

After the day he's had, Ray finds himself less inclined to mingle during the evening's TopWare party.

Truth be told, he's been out of sorts since waking up in Alpha Complex. The duties he'd been assigned? Sure, easy enough. And he somehow doesn't sweat being treated like a leper by the majority of the other REDs. But the constant interrogations and the loss of people he'd only just begun to get to know had already been enough to tip him over.

Now, the scream and the name Allison ring through his head; an impossible dream that somehow aligns with feelings of loss he'd been fighting with. A dream that doesn't feel like a dream, not with the way it lingers even now. Dreams fade. This is more ... permanent.

It's these thoughts that occlude Ray's physical vision, sending him into Lydia's path with his head stuck in the past.

Memory for Hardison

[faithuninherent]

Arty's heart raced so fast it made his chest ache. He had just committed an act of felony so great the High Council could even decide to have him executed for it in their recent mood. Every ancient text and word of the Earth they had never had the chance to know was saved on the tiny drive tucked in his palm, and if his ally in the programming sector had failed to hide his activities, his brothers and sisters of the armed sector would already be searching for him.

He had to hide the texts somewhere they could be found by the right person and not a member of the council. The Church was set to be torn down and rebuilt, and by now, all those important texts had been erased from the system. If he lost the drive in his hand, they would be lost forever. He couldn't bear the thought of the Earth being forgotten that way.

His Sector had been re-purposed, and he no longer had a place there. But Arty refused to turn himself in for reassignment. There were rumours of what happened to the people who did, and those rumours included everything from brainwashing to death and imprisonment. He did not want to end up like the people the High Council had sentenced to death when he was still a boy.

There was only one place he could think to hide the drive. The office of his former mentor, Father Emvee. He slipped into the office, past as many of the frightened and frantic members of his sector as he could get through unnoticed, and tucked the drive away in his notebook. He would have to find a new one to try and recreate what was lost in. The Broken Texts that had never been put in digital form. But it was time to let go of this one. He had to trust that whatever Higher Power watched over the ever migrant humans in space would look after the drive, and the future of his people.

With the drive secure in the notebook, he tucked it away in the Father's hidden safe and locked it tight. He managed to replace the panel hiding it from view, just as one of the Discontentment Management Guards broke into the room.

"Don't attempt to flee, Citizen. You are being collected for reassignment. There is nothing to fear." The words offered Arty little comfort, but at least the drive would be safe, there. And perhaps Father Emvee would be able to find it, if he ever emerged from hiding.

"Very well, Sister." He offered his former sector sibling a thin smile and got to his feet. Better to face his enemies with grace than anger. It was not their fault they were being misguided. His smile was met with an unnecessarily rough slam of the handle of her biopistol to his temple, and Arty's world went black.

Memory for Arty

[geekage]

Here's the closest I could find to a clip from the episode where Hardison is buried alive as collateral for the team to get some bad guys stolen identities. He's basically buried alive all episode. It's also significant for him because it's the first time that Parker actually admits in her own way that she loves him and needs him.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q0k_2aF6CwM

But if you need more, I will happily write you some. Also, I will hit up Arty in the commissary so they can thread a little if you'd like (and I haven't already weighed you down with too many threads).

[offtherail]

this is great and there are never too many threads. Feel free to hit him up if you want to! Also let me know if you need anything from Arty memory wise aside from this.

Arty; The Commissary; Open

[faithuninherent]

"You don't understand, citizen. There has been a mix up somewhere. Even if the Bio Sector did clone me with intent to reassign me, this is not the Aspiration and I need to know what vessel I am on."

Arty knew he sounded crazy. He could tell from the looks the people in red like himself were giving him. He knew he must have been captured at some point or other, and either this was all part of a brainwashing session, or Bio Sector really had cloned him into a new body and somehow messed up. There were memories in his head that did not belong there, and they were almost too overwhelming to consider.

"I was transferred out of the Armed Sector. I can not be put back in without High Council approval, and I know they would not approve such a thing." But he was talking to the air now. The Red he had been attempting to get answers from had left him to his own 'insanity', and he was left staring at his ME card with a frown. Credits were nothing new, though being attached to a card was a strange development. And he had never been allowed a communication device prior to the rebellion, so why would he have one now?

Did they expect him to try to contact the People's Choice? He may have been desperate but he was no idiot. He would not endanger them by trying to make contact.

He took a deep breath and covered his eyes with one hand, attempting to find his center. He needed to be calm to deal with things rationally, and he could not allow himself to react with fear or anger. It likely looked a bit suspicious and unusual when he took a seat to clasp his hands together and bow his head, his words soft and quiet.

"If ever I needed your counsel before, it was never so much as I need it now, Father."

[geekage]

He wasn't sure what it was about the man that drew his attention at first. The conversation he was having sounded distressed enough to warrant some attention, but Hardison mainly kept it a habit to keep his head low unless Parker was involved. Still, as he watched the RED Troubleshooter sneer at him and walk away, something in Hardison's mind clicked.

He knew that voice. He'd woken up disoriented, his memory trying to remember something that didn't fit with the rest of him. He was worried that the sleep gas had contained some kind of hallucinogen. It fit in well enough with the surroundings, except for the very real feeling of panic and familiarity. That and the fact that his voice hadn't been his own.

He moved over to the man, taking a seat beside him wordlessly. "Something tells me he can't hear you here."

[faithuninherent]

The voice coming from beside him startled Arty momentarily. He jumped in his seat just enough to be visible and looked over to the man beside him. The voice was familiar. He didn't immediately make the connection to the voice he had in his head with the memory so foreign he had assumed it to be a subliminal plant of some sort meant to distract him.

"It is not entirely about being heard, as it is about seeking answers." His voice was low and soft, his earlier panic forced internal and held in place with all the restraint he could find to keep on it. He was suspicious, if only because he did not recognise Hardison, and a stranger was dangerous in these times. He preached trust over paranoia, but in the middle of the changes around his world, it was a hard rhetoric to follow.

The pause gave him time to work out, slowly, the familiarity of the voice in his head. Hardison's voice.

"When nothing but the unfamiliar surrounds you, a touch of familiarity can go far in finding a moment of peace, and your voice is - familiar." In a way that could have been seen as a threat to his life and the lives of those he protected, but he had no other spots of light to put his faith in. He had to trust in something.

Matt (Open throughout the day)

[hackboy]

Waking up with a head full of memories that didn't belong to him was disorienting to say the least and Matt was quiet during breakfast, trying to sort through what was his and what wasn't, which didn't do much aside from eventually giving him a headache.

The rest of the day wasn't all that much better, his focus more or less shot which left him escaping the office to disappear into one of the lounges and close his eyes for a while. The drugged sleep was good and all, but he'd have much rather been able to control his own sleeping schedule.

By the time the day ended, he was more than ready to find some sort of distraction, though.

Re: Matt (Open throughout the day)

[whosalicewhite]

Instead of a distraction, fate, the universe, or whatever higher power one might believe in, would rather offer him something one would rather be distracted from: Parker.

She's sneaking into the lounge wanting to see if she can spot Trucky, or whatever his name is. As she's Parker, it's almost impossible to hear her enter, but see her scanning the room? She doesn't have an invisibility cloak no matter how cool that would be.

Re: Matt (Open throughout the day)

[hackboy]

He may have just happened to be looking towards the the door when she came in. "...Parker right?" Hardison had talked about her a little bit and the memories he'd gotten...

Well he was pretty clear on who and what she was, at least.

Afternoon | Closed to Maecenas

[runsonwater]

Barry makes his way around the conference, marvelling at the different advances in technology that have been made here. They've taken 3D Printing to a new level all together, creating things out of cinder block that should've taken years to build, but is being built in front of his eyes in a matter of hours. One such display is a recreation of roman architecture. It's about knee height, but the detail level is amazing, complete with the columns and art work. It brings back his dreams from the night before. Or at least he thinks they were dreams. Even though they feel about as real as his memories of Cisco and Caitlyn do.

He's staring at the printer as it moves, completing the roof of a temple and replaying the dream over and over in his head again. It's startling how clear it is, even now. More than that, the emotional connection he feels to Octavian and Agrippa. Had it been a dream after all?

Re: Afternoon | Closed to Maecenas

[smirkinbackground]

Last night had been... unpleasant. The thoughts running through his head, so clear and real to him, had been of someone else, someone much more emotional for a start. He'd really felt the loss, a deep sadness he'd never experienced in his life, and yet it felt like it had. If that wasn't bad enough, it had been accompanied by a flood of memories of being... happy. It wasn't that he wasn't normally happy, he could be very happy, but there had been something about it, so carefree and lacking his usual smoothness. The whole thing had left him very unsettled, and he did not like to be unsettled.

The conference was the only thing going on, so it was the only thing for him to take his mind off the strange, modern ideas in his head. He spotted the tiny roman temple from across the room, and it's familiar enough to draw him over to it, a little piece of home in this confusing place.

There was already a young man standing beside it, watching the building be completed, but Maecenas was content to ignore him - until his passing glance caused him to double take. There was something very familiar about him...

[runsonwater]

Barry felt eyes on him and when he glanced sideways, he found himself mirroring the other man's double take. It was the person he was in the dream, wasn't it? He didn't know how he could tell, but there was something about him that seemed too familiar.

He furrowed his brow, realizing he was staring. "Hi," he said after a moment. He cleared his throat. "Have we met?"