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THE TEST DRIVE

Like it or not, you've been dragged from your world into the sanctum. It's a pretty nice city, all things considered--sci-fi, high-tech, glamourous.... Except, of course, for the giant dome encircling it, and the threat of glitching, contaminated zombies at your door. Looks like humanity's built itself a fortress that looks suspiciously like a cage, too.

The object of this meme is to get people familiar with the world of the Sanctum, and to try to see if their characters would fit in a sci-fi utopia such as this. Here are your options:
1. Intro: Waking Up. Make your intro post, folks. You wake up in a strange place, and get a strange transmission to go with it. There's a pair of glasses connected to some sort of communications network, but otherwise not much else in the room with you. What are you going to do?

2. Environmental Glitching. Why the hell is it so hot inside the dome? Wasn't it just the perfect temperature yesterday?

3. Genetic Altering. What it says on the tin. Want a go? Want to suffer the side effects? Want to keep someone you love from getting something done?

4. Memory Glitch. Nobody seems to remember you. Literally. Not your housemates, not your coworkers, not your friends. It's like you never existed.

5. Military Training. Everyone's got to start somewhere. You're training the green folks, maybe you're one of the newcomers yourself. Maybe you haven't even touched a gun before in your life. Either way, you'd better start now.

6. Network Glitches. Strange messages are coming through the network, embedded in posts from other users. Beyond anonymous and completely untraceable, these posters claim that Bifrons has changed more about you than you know. It's suggested that you look into past dealings with Kilo to gain better understanding of what you're up against. Do you investigate?

7. Wildcard. Choose your own adventure or create a cocktail from the presented options! The choice is YOURS.

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[ Hey, it's her job. They want her to do it differently, they should probably tell her as much.

Not that he'd do what she's doing in her place, but it's her place, so what he would or wouldn't do means all of jack shit.

So he follows behind, finishing his coffee as they exit the building. ]

I don't know where anything is, so.

I live here, remember?

[So all he has to do is let her lead the way. She's on her home turf even and is leading them towards a nice little place that serves breakfast food in the afternoon.

She might have a slight thing for waffles, regardless of the time of day.

The waitstaff recognizes her and knows to minimize the pleasantries. She just wants a menu, some water, and to be left alone by them.]

Yeah I didn't exactly forget.

[ He just thought it made sense to point it out. But anyway, she's got a place in mind and it turns out to be one of those all day breakfast spots and he won't be complaining. A man can get behind pancakes after 2pm.

He gives one of those weird tight-lipped smiles to the waitstaff and looks over the menu with interest.

Without looking up, he clears his throat a little. ]

So is this like a date or something?

Or something.

[It's a word that describes a lot in her life. She doesn't take long looking on the menu, there's only one thing she has come here for and she waves down one of the waitstaff to deliver her order with a small flourish.]

Garçon, a plate of your finest waffles.

[ He probably shouldn't have expected a more straightforward answer than that, so John mentally shrugs it off. He can evaluate how he feels about this once it's over.

He orders his own food, huevos rancheros and some more coffee before his eyes start wandering. Counting people, windows, exits obvious and otherwise. ]

[Catherine stares at her hands for a few moments, speechless, shocked somehow into silence by the choice she'd made. They had given her this; no, she'd subjected herself to it for reasons she doesn't currently care to explain to anyone.

Genetic modifications. Enhancements. Her own personal project's goals and methods turned back on her, in some ways. She is different now, and different is... strange. Perhaps awful, perhaps enlightening. She isn't sure. But now all she has to do is touch someone, and they'll be smarter, more adept with machines and technology, filled to bursting with knowledge and the capacity to learn. They can become, as she is, an utter genius.

Why she chose this gift is a secret, too, but she's asked someone to meet her to see how it works. That person is you. Before her is an arm of sorts--artificial, mechanical, and broken.]

[ Alison doesn't bother to set her glasses down when she opens up a channel to the network. The view for the observer is that of the sidewalk as she makes her way down the street. ]

Would anyone like to explain to me why in the hell no one seems to remember who I am? I just got sent away from work because my boss had no idea what I was doing there. And no one else recognized me either! Tell me I didn't get stuck in some kind of temporal time loop because that would be a bitch of a thing to add on top of what's already happened to me.

Dr. Halsey. I have to admit, I'm intrigued. [He looks from her to the arm and back.] But what is it exactly you hope to accomplish?

Nothing of consequence, other than testing a theory or two. I'm not sure you're the ideal candidate, even if you are the most... stunningly ironic one.

[Calmly, she removes her jacket and begins to roll up her sleeve slightly.]

Maybe they just wanted an excuse to fire you and replace you with a robot double.

Well, any good experiment needs to test under less than ideal conditions as well as ideal. Though, I'm loath to think of myself as less than ideal... I suppose I can live with ironic.

[ She scoffs. ]

I've had enough of doubles, thank you.

Okay I'm not sure how you got my name or what we're doing here but...

[ He waves a hand at the upgrade. ]

What're we doing here?

...do you have proof that you worked there? Or like. Recordings of yourself on the network?

Nn, no. I had no idea that's the kind of thing I would need to keep on hand.

Okay, that's fine. When you got here did you make any broadcasts on the network? I might have them. Prove you've been here.

Ye-es, and I'd like to think it was rather memorable. I don't suppose you remember ever seeing me either.

Nope. But it happens sometimes. Usually the person vanishes or gets disappeared when that happens thought so...you're kind of an anomaly- Oh hey there you are.

Okay. They have fucked with everyone's heads. That's- new. You say or do anything recently that might be anti bifrons?

But have they had enough of you?

Are you kidding? Of course not.

Piss off any of your bosses? Talk to the CoHo?

[ She laughs. ]

That's, no, that's good. I like that one.

And no, we all work together. Imagine if we didn't, God.

Welll...I mean, my boss can be kind of overbearing. I wasn't being, you know, insubordinate, though, I was just speaking my mind.

About what?

...Is that important?

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