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.

Re: Random thief memories for Matt Ferrall

[hackboy]

pfft, yeah. Have you seen his movie?

Re: Random thief memories for Matt Ferrall

[whosalicewhite]

Alas, I have failed at that particular film-viewing.

Matt

[disinclined]

Boo. The whole movie is basically his major life event.

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.

Re: Flash Memory for Gaius Maecenas

[utilitybelted]

((Please excuse being logged in to the wrong account, on my phone))

Yeeey Rome is awesome <3

Aw Barry yes, but also no bb don't listen to this asshole XD

[runsonwater]

Ignore the silly text, but the clips are legit Barry being a dork.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-6chyc3gF08

Should we just have them run into each other? I can write a starter.

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.

Sorry this might be sort of fail, lemme know if anything needs changing :D

[utilitybelted]

Dick headed to breakfast feeling a lot more melancholy than he had since arriving here, even the usual drive to investigate and work this place out wasn't quite up at it's usual standard, instead lingering at the back of his mind while he couldn't get those strange thoughts out of his head. The memories definitely weren't his, while the whole thing had been from 'his' perspective and while he remembered it like he'd been there, could recall the sights and the sounds as if it had just happened last week, it was definitely not something that had ever happened to him, he was pretty sure about that - the era, the plane, the hands he'd seen when he looked down, none of it was his... so whose was it? And why was it in his head, real enough to make him feel the heartbreak as if he'd lived it himself?

He took a seat at the table and stared down at his own, much smaller, younger hands. They looked wrong somehow, even though the rest of his memories matched up the way they should, this one had such an impact on him that he just wasn't sure what to make of it. He was so caught up in his thoughts he didn't even notice who he was sitting beside, until his gaze drifted sideways and he recognised the person sitting there, for a split second of confused memories it felt like looking in a mirror.

This is so perfect.

[a_man_out_of_time]

When he woke up this morning, his first instinct was that those memories had been a dream.

Steve had spent his entire first week laying low, barely even interacting with Bucky, and attempting to find out if the information they'd fed him on day one could be verified. During that week, there were a few things he had counted on never changing, including his memories.

But these were indisputably real, but at the same time, they weren't him. He'd been younger, he knew both by the size of his body and his desire to impress what might have been his father. But he was also more agile, even by Captain America standards. Performing the trapeze, the memories of his parents-

No. Someone's parents.

-he could still see the look in their eyes when he fell. Walking to breakfast that morning, Steve felt so much bigger and bulkier in his body than before. Even after the serum was injected, and his body went through such a drastic change, it still felt like his. Getting his food and sitting down both felt unnatural.

That's when he felt the gaze of the kid next to him. He even tried not to look for a second or two, until he finally turned and a mixture of strangeness and familiarity swelled in his chest.

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.

[sanguinescry]

Lydia had woken that morning in a cold sweat, barely managing to hold back the scream in the back of her throat as she did so. She thought she woke quietly; Bucky and Dick hadn't seemed to notice, at least, and that was what was important. It was awkward enough being the only girl in her suite, she didn't need them worrying about her on top of it. All day, she'd felt distracted, the mess of images and sensations still in her mind and on her skin. All day, she'd been self-consciously touching her throat as if to hide fingerprints and garrote marks from the world, in spite of the fact that she'd looked in the mirror that morning and there hadn't been any there.

Always her intellect coming to the forefront; Lydia was a genius and she knew that, but there was a difference between using her intelligence to save her friends the way the glitch would have suggested — not that she had been successful; she remembered clutching at her chest that morning, too, like her heart had stopped for just a moment when the loss of life had squeezed against it to make her aware — and using it to save a whole city. Science. It seemed to be a common theme to her. In the glitch, she remembered making self-igniting molotov cocktails like it was second nature to her. In her dream, there were concept she didn't fully understand, but at least grapsed; white star matter. Plasma. In this compound, she had been assigned to forensics and there had to be a reason for that.

Lydia walks through the halls on her way to the TopWare party just for a reason to get out of the room, but her heart isn't in it. She's still trying to sort out dreams from memories from glitch residual and she's so lost in it, eyes on the floor and body moving on autopilot, that she doesn't see the man coming until his feet reach her peripheral and it's too late then because the momentum of both of their forward movements is too much for her to stop short enough. Lydia bumps right into him.

"Oh, God...I'm sorry," she apologizes quickly, looking sheepishly up at him; he's tall. Taller than her, anyway. "I wasn't paying attention to where I was going, I'm really sorry."

[shrinkage]

"No, no it's my fault. Really." Guy built like him? Should really keep a better eye out. Not that Ray's bulky enough to cause much damage -- hell, not like he's got much idea how, either.

So it's an apology that comes out immediately and though it's practiced, the way Ray slows down and takes stock is borne of real concern. His hands flit about before clasping in front of him, some weird urge to steady Lydia by the shoulders squelched with minimal effort.

"Oh-- you're new, right? Well, new-ish. Technically we're all new it's just there's been a lot of-- uh, turnover lately." As one of only three women among the specials, now? Unfortunately Lydia stands out a bit. He holds his hand out to her, accompanied with a smile to hopefully glaze over the fact that two of his friends have now been carted off for treason. Were Ray a bit more discerning he might start to worry about his reputation. Or that he's cursed somehow.

"Lydia, isn't it? I'm Ray. Ray Palmer. I'm sorry I didn't get to introduce myself earlier."

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.