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The Computer ([personal profile] computerized) wrote in [community profile] alphalogs2015-12-16 09:26 pm

Daycycle 11 [ DEC 16-20 ]

 

DAYCYCLE 11

[ DEC 16 - 20 ]

 


MORNING


Life has resumed somewhat back to normal, despite the chaotic last two days.  Alec Hardison and Arty are still assigned Troubleshooters to ensure their pharmaceutical regimen is successful in wiping out traitorous thoughts.


Troubleshooter Team: Bucky Barnes & Steve Rogers

Mission:  Due to the increase in terrorist activity, all cameras are to be quality checked.  You two will be responsible for overseeing that all cameras in and surrounding the Wagon Wheel are made operational.  You may pick a handful of RED troubleshooters to assist you with this mission.  If you need assistance with programming or parts, contact Tech Support.


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


Intel:  Alpha Complex has successfully captured all Death Leopard members and they have been terminated, brainscrubbed or medicated as necessary.  The Computer is very grateful to the work of loyal citizens in reporting and capturing these terrorists.

 


AFTERNOON


Around 1600 this afternoon all Specials will receive an encrypted invitation to Alpha Fight Club at 2000 that evening.  An address and a code word will be given.  The address is deep within the warehouse sector of Production.  

 


EVENING


For those that decide to take up the invitation, they will find a group of men and women waiting for them.   They will be paired up to fight one on one with these volunteer fighters.  Contestants will be required to hand over all electronic devices and possible weapons to a referee beforehand.  Those in the Armed Forces may recognize many of their opponents from the hallways.  There is no prize, other than having the satisfaction of winning a fight fair and square.  At the end of the fight, all possessions will be returned to the contestants.


Sleep aid gas is expelled into the sleeping quarters at 2100.
sanguinescry: (noтнιng coмpareѕ тo)

Afternoon - Lydia Martin & OTA

[personal profile] sanguinescry 2015-12-21 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
So she's never really learned how to fight, but Lydia can't help her curiosity when it comes to the Alpha Fight Club. The only catch is that she's not sure whether it's a spectator-friendly thing. All she knows is the Fight Club from the movie with Brad Pitt and that wasn't a spectator sport.

Having finished her lunch, she's sitting alone at a table with her finished meal pushed just out of the way, because she's mulling over more than a few things. Part of her wants to go; to see how other people fight and to see if there is anyone good at it that might be willing to teach her. Lydia's noticed that she's one of the very few female Specials and it draws a lot of unwanted attention her way. It isn't out of the realm of possibilities that it could put an even bigger target on her back than there already is just for being a Special in and of itself.

Another part of her just wants to know how the hell they encrypted the invitation to her. She wants to learn how to do that so she can talk to Ray and Barry, maybe even touch base with Maecenas again with a little bit of privacy. She can't bring herself to post without that safety net, even if she just was able to encrypt something to only the Specials, that would be a step in the right direction. Lydia was a genius, but she'd never paid a whole lot of attention to the computer portion of all that. If this was a chemical equation, she'd have cracked it. Computers...were not her forte.
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ota | single thread for if you want to help with the fight; others plz just assume it's afterward

[personal profile] avemachina 2015-12-21 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
The RED who picks a fight with the newest addition to the Specials falls for what many who judge her upon sight do.

She'd arrived early at breakfast, hunched shoulders and large sallow eyes evoking the image of a woman easily bullied. Her stringy brown hair tops a baggy jumpsuit that fails to hide her lanky frame even as it engulfs her. It's easy to think that at a first glance this newbie is fresh meat. Easy prey.

She goes down easy, even, face against the table beside her untouched slop. The thud of force draws no blood, but it's enough to make anyone stop and look. And anyone who doesn't look closely enough misses the blankness in her eyes and the quirk of her mouth...
Edited 2015-12-21 20:11 (UTC)