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- [daycycle 005],
- barry allen [the flash],
- dick grayson [young justice],
- lydia martin [teen wolf],
- parker [leverage],
- steve rogers [mcu],
- ~inactive: alec hardison [leverage],
- ~inactive: arty [original],
- ~inactive: gaius maecenas [rome],
- ~inactive: matt farrell [die hard iv],
- ~inactive: ray palmer [arrow]
DAYCYCLE 5 [ NOV 16-20 ]
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.
No missions
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
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.
MemoMax Bank
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
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!
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Matt
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Flash Memory for Gaius Maecenas
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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?)
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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.
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Steve Memories for Dick Grayson!
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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?)
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Sorry this might be sort of fail, lemme know if anything needs changing :D
This is so perfect.
I genuinely wanted to pounce on this much sooner, so sorry
No worries I'm slow sometimes too
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let's end this one soon
Works for me :)
perfect
ray palmer memories → lydia martin
lydia martin memories → ray palmer
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)
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.
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Memory for Hardison
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
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).
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Arty; The Commissary; Open
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."
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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."
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"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.
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Matt (Open throughout the day)
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.
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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.
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Well he was pretty clear on who and what she was, at least.
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Afternoon | Closed to Maecenas
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?
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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...
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He furrowed his brow, realizing he was staring. "Hi," he said after a moment. He cleared his throat. "Have we met?"
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