Daycycle 107 [ September 11 - September 17 ]

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daycycle 107

[Sept 11 - Sept 17]

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

Morgana LeFey and Isabelle Lightwood, have been selected for today’s mission. Details are below:

‘Your old-issue PDCs are being replaced with the new model, yet again. Here are two protypes that we need tested. The range of tracking should be increased by 25% from the last model and the lie detector should be more sensitive to partial truths. Test them and write a thorough written report and turn it into R&D by the end of the day.’

Please debrief the computer on the status of your mission by the end of the Daycycle here.

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Morning & Afternoon [0900 - 1600] — Service Firm Positions
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 1900 in Alpha Complex Art Gallery and will be hosted by the Alpha Photography Society. Tonight we'll feature a gallery of our member's best works at the museum. (The current trend in Alpha art is a binary black & white approach to art. Enjoy!)

Alternatively, word of the final Alpha Boxing Championship run by Free Enterprise is spreading fast. Alpha Special, Ronan Lynch has fought and won against two of Alpha's most formidable boxing champions to date. Tonight he goes head to head with Julio Casey who beat his last opponent so badly that he had to be replaced with a new clone. The final fight will take place in an unused battle bot arena in the R&D sector this evening at 2000. Bets are being taken by Free Enterprise and officials have been paid off to ensure that the fight won't be interrupted by IntSec.

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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

SubSectors

[cassandran]

Stiles had been making it a habit to show up at the different evening events, because it wouldn't surprise him if there was some sort of quota in place that no one had been told about. But the events of the day hadn't interested him: art had never been his thing, unless it was interactive in ways there weren't just visual, and the less said about boxing rings, the better. From the rumors, it's not the kind of boxing he would appreciate.

Initially, he considered showing up at the art gallery anyway, making his way there after dinner in the commissary, but he'd changed his mind after seeing some of the pieces on display, taking a side street into a different area of the sector, where the buildings have an oddly church-like vibe. Church-like, if flat sheet metal and bright neon lights fit into the mental image a church would normally conjure.

Stiles walks into the closest building with it's doors open, and is immediately greeted by another citizen, wearing a red jumpsuit who kindly informs him that the exit is through the doors at the other end. Several other people are in the room, most of them stare down at panels set into the wall.

The building has an origami ceiling covered in fans and hanging pipes. As the fans blow across them, different sounds can be heard. He notices that the sounds change whenever someone touches the panels in front of them, creating an eerie harmony. He wonders if anyone else finds it slightly uncomfortable; as the pitch rises, he swears his hair is standing on end.

He's hurrying towards the exit when he notices Tony, they room together, but that's about the extent of what he knows about him. The dude looks like he's pretty preoccupied, but in here? Stiles heads towards him, and when he's close enough to be heard, asks: "Are you actually listening to this?" He gestures vaguely at the pipes above them.

The sounds are changing again.

[im_ironman]

Tony's attention is everywhere and nowhere all at once as he walks through the gallery. After so many years of sitting through board meetings for is company, he has learned how to look as if he's paying attention to what's in front of him when in fact his mind is somewhere else altogether, and right now that's exactly what is happening. After walking in and surveying his surroundings, he kept strolling through the building as if he was paying his full attention to the building itself but he's just really thinking of other things. He's thinking of blueprints, and designs, and things that he will start working on when he either gathers more scraps to work with or when he manages to convince the Computer that he could improve their weapons.

The problem is that, with that offer, it almost feels as if he's falling back into a hole that he had already crawled out of. The Computer isn't the government, but at the same time he would be building and designing weapons that could ultimately hurt people that didn't deserve it if they landed in the wrong hands. And, with everything that has been happening the last few years... Well, he already has enough blood on his hands and, even if technically he would be doing this to get into the Computer's good graces and probe around more, he just doesn't want to get anyone hurt. Again.

It's because of his thoughts that he's really able to block out the sounds the panels are emitting so, when Stiles walks up to him and talks, for a second Tony has no idea what he's talking about.

"Like, actively paying attention? No." He glances up at the pipes and, now that he listens to the melody, he just gives a slow nod as if almost saying 'well, that's just weird.' "Man," he mutters under his breath as he turns back to Stiles, "this place is so weird."

[cassandran]

Now that's just stating the obvious, Stiles thinks with a quiet huff of breath. "That's one way of putting it." He can appreciate the understatement though, given how everything here is familiar, but off.

He wrinkles his nose up at the pipes above them, the low droning makes the air vibrate. "I'm seriously judging people who like this kind of music right now, so much," he says emphatically. And he wouldn't balked at extending that to cover Tony.

"Anyway, I stopped because we actually share a room-" for all the use they get out of it, "-and if we're sharing space, I doubt calling you that dude I room with is going to work forever."

[im_ironman]

"You and me both," he agrees with a quiet chuckle under his breath. Tony may have an eclectic taste in music sometimes, but seriously, this is just pushing it. He just hadn't left because it's at least a sound and, as annoying as it might be, at least it's something other than the chatter of the Commissary.

He's not going to admit that part, though. Instead, he turns to face him better now that this is an actual conversation. While Tony's not shy by any means, he's generally out of the room at the earliest opportunity, and doesn't get back 'home' until the last possible minute; socializing with his roommates hasn't exactly been a thing.

"Ah yeah, that's right. As cool as that dude I room with sounds, I'm Tony. Have you been....you know, around here long?"

[cassandran]

Stiles gives a quick nod. With out of the way - possible fights over the radio signal being such a pressing concern here - he's more than fine with suggesting that they get out of the building to see what else is nearby. "There has to be an decent art exhibit somewhere near here. They wouldn't have so many buildings, otherwise." And even if they're only storage, since most of the signs just give the name of the building, it's better than here.

"Tony," he repeats, that's easy to remember. "I'm Stiles, and I haven't been here all that long myself." A couple of days, but that's enough to give him a good idea of how this place is run. Between the missions, uprisings and the daily grind, he's had more questions than answers about this place. "The evenings are usually the best part of the day, that's where I got lost on the subways the first time."

[im_ironman]

"You wanna check and see what we can find?" Tony doesn't walking out of this gallery; he's really not engaged enough on the exhibit to want to stay. Besides, he has a feeling if they're going to be carrying on a conversation, someone may pitch a fit about them interrupting the sound or something. Which, heh, generally he wouldn't care at all. But, considering the rules of this place and all, he wouldn't be surprised if talking in this gallery is against the law or something.

"Stiles. Nice to meet you." The name is something he has definitely not heard at all, but that would make it easy to remember. "I don't think I've gotten lost there yet. I like the waterfront." He pauses for a moment before adding, "As close as you can get to liking a place around here, I mean."

That's probably another understatement, but he's not lying. At least with the waterfront it kind of reminds him of home, in a way.

[cassandran]

"Yes. Definitely." He's been ready to go since he stepped into this place, and he doesn't wait after getting Tony's implied agreement before starting towards the exit again. Going around the place by himself isn't something he would have minded, but yeah, he had started this, and traveling with someone else makes it less likely for others to come bother them. Checking to see if they're enjoying themselves.

Tilting his head in acknowledgement, Stiles hums. "It's not really getting lost lost, not when most of the subways loop back around to the Wagon Wheel at some point on their route. But the signs where frustrating to figure out - and I spent way too much time there."

Stiles looks towards Tony. "I haven't been by there yet, what's it like?" He's mostly been in different buildings, or trying to get to different buildings. The outdoors doesn't feel like the outdoors, and so he's never really gone looking.