daycycle 124

[Jan 29 - Feb 4]

[OOC Plotting for this Dacycle can be found here.]

Early Morning [0800 - 0900] — All Troubleshooters Report for Duty

No Specials will be selected for a mission today.

Morning & Afternoon [0900 - 1600] — Service Firm Positions
All Troubleshooters not assigned a mission should report to their Service Firm for their daily duties.

At 0900, Allison Argent will be reassigned to Armed Forces' Very Special Forces firm under Steve Rogers.

At 1300, VIOLET judge Bethany Abbott will be discovered dead in her chambers. Her death will ultimately be ruled murder by poisonous gas. Mind Control will immediately begin running coverage on her accomplishments, including the controversial decision less than a week ago to drop the treason charges against Oliver Queen and Parker and return them to Alpha. Once again, the letters "MOD" will be found at the crime scene. This time carved across Abbott's desk underneath her slumped body.

Gracie Cannell will be pulled from her blog to cover the breaking news due to her Special status.
News of the murder will spread like wildfire across Alpha, inciting fear in higher clearance citizens because VIOLET citizens were believed to be untouchable. In lower clearance citizens, the event will be enough to get ASS vocal again. Within hours there will be anti-special messages spray painted across Alpha.

Evening [1600 - 2200] — Citizen Improvement
All Alpha citizens are encouraged to better themselves through Alpha’s wide variety of educational, entertainment and cultural opportunities offered each evening. Attending these sanctioned events are not mandatory, but is highly encouraged by The Computer. Citizens choosing not to take advantage of these opportunities, have a growing number of other options available to them in how to spend their hard earned credits and free time.

Tonight’s event will be at 1800 in the Wagon Wheel, floor 25, Room H and will be held by the Extreme Ironing Club. This group is for those Alpha citizens who can't get their uniforms wrinkle-free enough. (Though anyone who may attend this incredibly boring sounding meeting, will actually find an established Free Enterprise dice game in progress instead.)

During the dinner rush, at 1900 a group of twenty ASS members in masks and armed with steel bars will form a brief demonstration in the Commissary in which they chant "Down with Specials." If there happens to be any Specials present in the Commissary at that time, they will attack them with malice.

Alpha Curfew Restrictions
All Alpha citizens should be in their quarters within the Wagon Wheel by 2200, unless they’ve been given permission from a GREEN or higher clearance level citizen. Sleeping Aid gas is dispelled each night in the Wagon Wheel at 2200 to assist citizens in getting a productive sleeping period.

Confession Booths
There are hundreds of confession booths available around Alpha Complex if a citizen would like to communicate directly with the computer. Please use these confession booths to report mission statuses, report treason or terrorist acts, unregistered mutants, confess your trespasses against Alpha Complex, request propaganda or speak with Your Friend, The Computer, at any time.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

MORNING

In this place, Oliver had found, something that happened once was suspicious. Something that happened twice? That was conspiracy. Steve being shot at was worrisome. This? From a level that was supposed to be nigh-untouchable? That was definitely a conspiracy. He fielded more than a few calls about whether or not he was immediately going back to jail and made a few himself. If he was about to be arrested, he needed to be aware of the fact ahead of time. Because this time, he either needed a way out or else he needed a place to lay low for a while.

Most of Oliver's days were similar. He went out, watched for things that needed to be taken care of before they became problems he'd have to deal with, and then was off for the day. Today, for once, he spent his day inside the IntSec office. For one, it would probably be the last place anyone would look for him yet he could still claim to be 'on duty'. For another, it allowed him a place to coordinate everything he knew.

Finding the person who had assassinated someone as high-ranking as the judge was sure to be something no one would have a problem with him doing and he needed to know why. Had it been to send him back to jail? The woman who'd been released about the same time he had? Or was there something more sinister in mind?

EVENING

He'd still been in his office when he received a private call about people heading to the commissary in masks. He spread the news in the office and headed down to find out what was going on. It was chaos when he entered the room. Masked people everywhere and scared citizens who'd done nothing to warrant the attacks other than to exist. People didn't see that it wasn't the people who were here that caused the problems; it was the computer.

Still, there were people who needed protecting and this was what Oliver was good at. He didn't have his bow, but he did have a pair of good fists. His focus was on getting people out and taking down the ones that stood in his way. Once the innocents were out, he could focus on taking down the rest of instigators permanently.

Edited 2017-02-01 05:42 (UTC)

Emma had gone through her day just like she had all of her other days. She tended to mind her own business when she could. She had learned to anticipate, but what she did not expect was masked men, attacking innocent people for no reason other than they could.

The injustice of this cried out to every Savior bone in her body, and she fought back, protecting those she could without hesitation. Emma, was a smart woman who often found herself in some pretty tight spots and this time was no exception. She kicked the legs out from the one in front of her, not noticing the two behind her.

The flash of blonde had him running to her side. "Felicity!" was out of his mouth before his brain caught up with the twist of his heart. Why would he have thought she was Felicity? He'd met Emma just the other day and as far as he knew, Felicity had never been here. He hoped that she'd never been here. He couldn't imagine her trying to survive in a place like this.

Still, he hadn't come here for Felicity and he barreled at the scene, kicking the knee of the first man and using him as leverage to flip the other. He pulled and felt an arm pop - likely out of the socket - and then finished with a blow to the face. The man on the ground got kneed - broken nose.

"Are you okay?" he asked, grabbing her shoulder so he could turn her and face her.

Daycycle 124 [January 29 - February 4]

daycycle 124

[Jan 29 - Feb 4]

Oliver Queen | Open, Afternoon and Evening

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