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[computerized]

daycycle 129

[Mar 5 - Mar 11]

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

Early, Early Morning [0000 - 0400] —
Ronan Lynch, Gracie Cannell, Matt Murdock, Buffy Summers and Katniss Everdeen will be arrested and charged with treason. All former roommates will be questioned for several hours before being sedated and returned to their room before 0600. Former roommates in question will not remember the arrests or their questioning when they wake, though they may feel the lingering active effects of the sedative for several hours into their day.

The memory of those arrested ever being at Alpha will be erased with varying degrees of success from all those they came into contact with.

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Morning [0800 - 0900] — All Troubleshooters Report for Duty
It is announced that there will be a mandatory ceremony for all Troubleshooters this evening in the Commissary. Not attending is treason.

There is no Mission assigned to any Specials Today.

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Afternoon [0900 - 1600] — Service Firm Positions

At 0900 hours, all Troubleshooters are to report for a mandatory second headcount in the Commissary. The purpose of this second headcount is not to confirm that all Specials of Alpha are present, but to keep them all on one place as a high profile investigation takes place until 1200 hours. Once Specials are released from this mandatory time stall, they will hear a slew of rumors making their way through the Complex with only some facts staying consistent in almost every version of the story.

At 0830 hours, Teela O'Malley was found dead in her private trailer, slumped over her expensive designer couch. The only evidence found is a small puncture mark on her neck, and the word MOD was written on the wall above her in what seems to be bright red lipstick. The studio is shut down for the day as the investigation continues, and Jack Harkness is questioned extensively before it is confirmed that he is not a high profile suspect at this time.

All Troubleshooters not assigned a mission should report to their Service Firm for their daily duties, unless specifically assigned a different shift.

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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 Commissary and will be hosted by The Humanists Alpha's Wellbeing Organization. The purpose of this gathering is for Specials to talk about the recent string of murders and how it's affecting their mental health. Don't be shy, come and talk about your feelings with your fellow Specials in this most difficult time.

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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.

Comments

Tony Stark | Open

[im_ironman]

As much as Tony likes to wake up at Steve's apartment, after spending the previous day feeling like he's incredibly far behind on his work, he had opted to stay in his own room for the night. He had stopped working, of course, when he heard IntSec approaching this door, but by the time he wakes up he doesn't remember that part. He also doesn't remember the way they dragged him out and took him in to interrogate him. When he wakes up, he just feels dazed, almost hungover even if he knows that's pretty much impossible since he hasn't had a drop of alcohol since the ball, and it feels like in the blink of an eye he's in his room before he's suddenly at work, starting to pull apart bots to work on circuitry. His hands are shaking, he notices belatedly as he continues working, but he assumes it's just the lack of sleep. Or the way that he still feels off, although he can't quite put together that it's because of the memory wipes he has gone through in the last two days.

Before he can truly begin working, though, he's notified about the second mandatory headcount and he grudgingly makes his way back to the Commissary. Damn, he thinks, don't they know he needs to get the hell back to work? For a moment he expects to be released shortly after the headcount, but...no. They're held there for three hours, and Tony forces himself to not pace as he sits at one of the tables and drums his fingers to pass the time. To anyone passing by, it looks as just idle and random movements, but mentally he's just writing code. It helps his brain wake up from the haze it's still in, and he just sighs under his breath as he waits for the holding time to pass by.

Once they're free and he goes back to work, it's impossible to avoid the rumors flying around as he walks back to Bot Processing, but Tony hardly really pays attention to it. He never knew the woman that was killed, although he remembers her face, but what really grabs his attention is just how many people have been targeted and killed. It makes his stomach twist, because he hates feeling like they're trapped and waiting to see what strikes next, but he tries to shake the cold sensation that settles in the pit of his stomach as best as he can.

The rest of his day is spent working, before going out for a walk instead of going to the Commissary for dinner. On the way back, instead of going back to his own room, he goes to Steve's apartment instead. He should probably work all night again, and he knows it, but he'll just start working early in the morning instead.

Oliver Queen | Open

[greenhood]

Something was going on. When he'd first woken up, there had been a status quo. It hadn't been a particularly appealing one, but the danger had come from the Computer and its occasionally malfunctioning components. Now there was something more subversive going on: murder. If he could reach the cause to its roots, he would likely find the Computer as well, but since pointing that out was treason, they were going to have to come at this from a different angle. You could only punish individuals for so long before having to tackle the underlying problem.

Evenings were no longer the time to be active, instead they were his refuge. They were the time when he could lose himself in the gym. Before, they'd simply been that. Refuge. Now, most days, it was closer to training. If they were going to have to deal with murders and riots in addition to the usual nonsense, he was going to need all his wits about him.

But tonight he'd found someone in the armory that was a little more old-school than he was used to seeing. He'd found a bow. A decent one, too, although it wasn't one of the ones he'd custom-built himself. It felt good to have a bow in his hands and he eyed the target for a moment before letting loose one, two, three arrows.

He wondered if he could requisition one of these. Or maybe find the material to build his own.