lucetilogs | MISSION #11 - Droid Sabotage

Who: Field Leader: Steve Rogers; Security: Alia Shepard, Sophie, Rogue, Greg Lestrade, Gai Tsutsugami, Masaomi Kida, Leonhardt; Stealth: Trafalgar Law, Fujiko Mine, Nara Shikamaru, Albert Silverberg, Loki; Technicians: Donatello, Artemis Fowl II, Daisy, Tony Stark; Programmers: Robert Hastings, Pascal, Doctor “Eggman” Robotnik, Raine Sage
What: MISSION # 11 - Droid Sabotage
When: September 21st-23rd
Where: Malnosso Facility C-342
Summary: A mutual friend of MARS and Luceti has made arrangements for a select few of Luceti’s number to even the odds against the droids.

Excitement was not how the mission to disrupt the production of Malnosso droids started. On the first day, the selected participants were brought in by bus to a small laboratory in the middle of the forest. There they were greeted by a voice that should be familiar to them due to a recent message over Luceti’s journals. That voice belonged to the woman they knew as Rem. She stood before them with her customary cigarette.

“This is quite a momentous occasion. So momentous, in fact, that it makes fraternizing with the Organization almost worth it. We all have a long few days ahead of us and while I’m sorry to say I can’t go once more unto the breach with you -- the rogues don’t take too kindly to Lucies like me,” she gave a bitter cluck of her tongue and fluttered her large wings, “but I will be keeping tabs from a remote location. You have some time here to get your schemes in order but once you’re inside, we can’t extract you until your twenty-four hours are up. So be careful, dears. Believe it or not? I’d hate to see your smeared and smudged all over their factory.

Most of you will be focusing on getting your brainiacs into the code room. Watch out for Kidston -- she’ll do whatever she can to keep you out. She’d burn the wings off her own back to protect her precious droids. But the rest of you will have to put your infiltration and disguise skills to the test while you distract the rest of the facility. Plan carefully and do what you must. However high the cost, remember that the prize could very well be an end to droid abductions as you know th--”

A soft beeping interrupted her speech. Rem tapped ash off the end of her cigarette and swore somehow rather elegantly before touching an earpiece and presumably activating a communication device. As she walked off, her words could still be heard: “Damnit, you ungrateful blue toad. My life went much smoother before I ever crossed the rubicon and gave you my num--what am I wearing? Ugh. Nothing, dear Biliruben. It’s causing quite a stir with the volunteers...”

Following her address, the participants were introduced to two other individuals: a technician and a programmer, and both were accomplices of one Biliruben. The technician was a younger man named Thoxus Brinn, a pointy eared fellow adorned with piercings from the tip of his ear to the bottom of his chin. Even so, he was surprisingly knowledgeable and incredibly jovial, possessing a knack for math-related jokes. He no doubt inspired many groans from the Lucetians in the hours to come. The programmer was a woman of indeterminate age. She was, as they found out, actually an android. Not of Malnosso design, but from another world. Her small wings gave her away and her designation was merely The Eighteenth. Often impatient, she created an impression of barely disguised indignation at having to work with Lucetians. Though if anyone cared to ask, it was revealed she simply didn’t like dealing with biological beings.

For forty-eight hours, these two would be their primary guides: instructing them in the schematics in the physical design of the droids as well as their programming. It was grueling work, but important information would be gleaned from it:

The base code for the droids programming is heavily encrypted and self-erased with even the mildest of tampering. However, the code’s higher level programming language is very easy to learn and implement. Though the droids possess no less than a billion lines of code, each piece of it is easy enough to read and understand for a proficient programmer. The Malnosso devised a very sophisticated language which allowed the droid’s programming to be wildly efficient. In combat situations, they can extrapolate millions of potential reactions from their target. It is estimated that in any given combat scenario, they have a total of two minutes and forty-three seconds already plotted out.

Their primary power source is a continuous Shift, which uses a single battery, possessing less electricity than a car battery, that was cycled infinitely into itself for a power source that never expired. This, along with the computer processor, is tied into a chip made from an unnamed element that was native to this world. This element is incredibly versatile, able to be altered into the shape of nearly any composition. More importantly, the element can be used to produce and stabilize artificial Shifts. Embedded at the heart of the chip is a single piece of this element, no bigger than a grain of sand, that makes the whole thing work. Only another Shift can alter these ‘chips’. The cultists can do this with ease.

The droids are constructed from a unique metal alloy that combines titanium with a diamond-based metal. This makes the droids incredibly difficult to damage, explaining their superiority in combat. This alloy is made in the same facility where the droids are themselves assembled. The technicians are encouraged to introduce impurities or imperfections to make them more vulnerable.

Unfortunately there is little information on the new variation of droids. The facility they were being manufactured in had been closed down after a recent breach in security. They have yet to find out where they are currently being manufactured.

For the same forty-eight hours they had, the group was given full access to droid data, comfortable quarters, regular meals, and any other comforts that could be made available. Participants who are not scientists were instead supervised by a Malnosso security officer named Foreman Zapha, an incredibly strict woman who does not tolerate imperfection. By the time she was done with the security and stealth experts, they’d be able to blend in with the Malnosso without issue.
This includes instruction on such elements as:

Facility layout, including access points and significant time spent familiarizing the participants with detailed floorplans.

A brief jargon tutorial, where Zapha goes over terminology typical to the Malnosso presence in this building.

Feather First Analysis (FFA): A security protocol based on identifying an individual’s unique wing make up, called a feather bio-print.
Chief Programmer Kidston: The head boffin at the facility. She is well-known for her commitment to the rogue cause and it is her feather bio-print that accesses the core server room. However, Zapha warns the participants that she is likely to self-sabotage her own pair of wings and risk a death penalty should she even begin to suspect that someone is going to knock her out and drag her to the security check.
J.J. Kelms: A VIP who is touring the below-ground facility around the same time as the mission. ‘Kelms’ is an assumed name for someone who is supposed to be part of the core Organization’s upper echelon and he is being wined, dined, and recruited over to the rogue splinter cell.
Narrow Creek Mountain: The name of the resort and vacation complex that comprises the facility’s above-ground presence. Although higher-ups in the Organization suspect it to be a front for rogue activity, it remains a highly popular vacation destination and pulls in a number of high profile visitors on a monthly basis. At the time of the mission, the center is hosting a well-known bubble fiction convention.
Enclosure-Con: A fan-convention for all things related to the genre of bubble fiction, a category of television shows, movies, comics, and other media that romanticizes and fictionalizes what it must be like to live in the Malnosso enclosures. Although the fiction very rarely gets it right or uses actual names or events from actual enclosures, those involved in the genre have highly involved fictional versions that are very popular with most audiences. Notable titles include the blockbuster Barcoded trilogy; the long-running soap opera, Of A Feather; a gritty and bloody graphic novel called I, Resident; and an up and coming young adult series, First Draft Chronicles. An up and coming movie called Two’s Company will have a never-before-seen trailer at the convention, depicting a comical situation where two very different enclosures are forced to live together and learn to get along. It appears as though a large majority of the fans are large-winged.
Lucies: It turns out this is apparently a derogatory term used by beyond-the-barriers society to refer to those individuals who were born in the world and who possess large wings. Zapha does not explain the term’s origin.
Free the Test Subjects Association (FTSA): A protest group that is actively engaged in trying to dismantle the enclosure system. They are known for their dramatic stunts (such as kidnapping high-ranking Malnosso representatives and forcefully tattooing barcodes on their neck). A very vocal contingent is on-site protesting Enclosure-Con for ‘glorifying and exploiting’ the enclosure situation.

An overview of the building’s security system. The rogue Malnosso facility uses an outdated protocol generally seen as barbaric by the bulk of the Organization’s cells: FFA, otherwise known as Feather First Analysis. In a world where magic and Shifts allow hostiles to readily alter their own eyes and fingerprints, wings are found to be the only trustworthy identification method. As such, they are prime targets for security checks. Each participant (scientific and supportive) is given a single feather that Zapha assures them possesses a valid DNA code for entrance to the facility. She also alerts the participants that random electronic sweeps are made throughout the building and so each participant had better hold onto their feather -- to lose it means to expose the entire operation.

Building upon this last point, the core processing room for the droids’ source code is protected by a more advanced piece of FFA technology. A single feather is useless to access this room and instead the infiltrators will need to bypass the full-wing scan set up just outside its door. Zapha explains that there are only roughly two options available: find the Chief Programmer and use her (or more accurately, her wings) to access the room or force the room’s door and incur a response from the building’s security team.

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On the third day, the participants are separately escorted to the facility at different times. The facility itself is built into a mountain and most of it exists underground. To outside eyes, it’s merely a mountain resort, with ski lifts and tourists. On the inside, it is far more complex and insidious. This is no 9-5 job in play here. Those who work here, live here and have barracks where they sleep. Its primary purpose is for droid construction. There will be no kidnapped victims here. Though the complex has its own security guards, it is primarily maintained by a staggering number of droids fitted for a wide variety of roles.

The participants will need to organize themselves into teams. While one group intends to escort the technicians and programmers to where their work can be completed in the core code room and assembly line, another group will be responsible for choosing and carrying out a secondary objective that will serve as a distraction tactic. There are three options:

Destroy Resort - 90% success chance

Pros: Cripple facility by drawing attention to it, effective and quick
Cons: Cost of innocent lives, frames the FTSA as terrorists

Ruin or Disrupt Enclosure-Con - 80% success chance

Pros: Easy, accessible, non-violent.
Cons: Nothing gained, further villainizes and marginalizes the efforts of the FTSA, could take considerable time.

Kidnap Bureaucrat - 50% success chance

Pros: Cripple organization with ransom, obtain information, keeps all activity out of the public eye.
Cons: Very dangerous, jeopardizes mission, time-consuming.

What we need from you: Who will be on which team? How does Team A choose to get into the code room -- will they risk trying to subdue Kidston or will they force the doors? Which distraction option will Team B choose? How will they go about enacting their plan? Use this post to plot oocly. Each player will get a chance to vote for one of the three options here, which will ultimately decide what is done on the mission. A random number generator will determine the success of the selected diversion.

If everything runs smoothly, the participants will be collected and returned on the 22nd in the late evening. However, if the mission is compromised then a strike force will start a calculated sweep of the building and the participants will enter a combat situation. Foreman Zapha has darkly informed the groups that should this happen, it is unlikely that the Malnosso will provide support within the building itself until the mission’s deadline. However, regardless of whether the diversion succeeds, the droids will be sabotaged for the foreseeable future.

Should the diversion fail, the participants will be returned individually over the course of the next week, suffering from the typical kidnapping effects. Although their sabotage of the droids will have succeeded, the rogue organization will be more on guard in the future and may be potentially brutal to those returned (at the discretion of the individual players).

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

And what's your plan to disrupt it?

Bomb threat.

That'll give us enough time?

I said it was to start.

And then what?

The rest is variable. Risk assessment will be needed on site. In three stages [he counts them off his fingers] working with the FTSA, kidnapping that Kelms fellow, or some bureaucrat, and finally blowing up the building.

[He lets his hand drop.]

If the last happens, you'll know things were desperate.

--You know, you'd make a great investor. If you ever end up in twenty-first century earth, you should look into it.

[Just pointing that out, okay.]

So our back-ups have back-ups. What's the worst case scenario? I know you've got one. Lay it on me.

[--investor? That sounds kinda... boring. He has the grace to look like he thinks as much for a second before going on.]

That's the same plan, actually. [He gots like seven more where that came from. :T] Since I don't anticipate having to use the others... worst case scenario is the FTSA are planning an attack on the event themselves. Or there's a Rogue plant.

We could buy you all the time in the world, but it won't be worth shit if the situation is taken out of my hands like that. We won't have the manpower to circumvent it. That desperate measure will be your only warning.

So. Mission failure, if you don't catch on in time. Some casualties.

[No, it's all about RISK and MEASUREMENTS and okay no it is pretty boring.]

Some. [Any is too many.] Well, we'll just have to make sure our plan works then, won't we? You've got your team on board with this?

[And to think you also sell things for a living. 8|]

Oh, it will.

[He raises an eyebrow. Think he can't steer around a little bump like that, Tony? He's got this. And assuming this is the 22nd now. The trick candle from the birthday cupcake Masaomi got him is probably on the table.]

Fives guys, me included. Masaomi will be especially adept, I think, inside the con. I'll be stealing Leonardt, Gai, and Fujiko as well.

[He picks up the candle, examining it, while he listens to Shikamaru list of his team.]

So we'll keep an eye on the so-called trickster god. Good plan. [Pause.] Celebrating something?

[Yes, well. He didn't think you'd appreciate him taking him off your hands when he seemed happy to blow up the place with everyone in it.]

It's my birthday.

[Also the sky is blue?]

[True dat.]

Is that so? Well--happy birthday to you. I can't imagine there's any place you'd rather be.

[And he's actually marginally serious about that.]

It was either this or a party.

[What with the way Masaomi announced it. AS YOU CAN SEE, THE CHOICE WAS CLEAR.]

Looks like you've already made it a party to me.

[Look at that single candle. Woohoo.]

[He squints at it, and nobly tries to hide his smirk.]

That's on Masaomi. I'm convinced bugging me about it is half the reason he came along.

[But he sounds more fond than bothered by that.]

Should we sing? I'm sure we can conjure the whole crew into a rousing rendition of the birthday song.

[Oh good feeling's gone. Now he just sounds pained.]

Please don't.

I bet we can even get the Malnosso to donate you a great big cake. We'll all have piece. Sounds like fun to me.

Or you could just tell them it's your birthday and get the cake to yourself.

I'm more of a pie person, myself. [Or cookies.] How old are you now?

[At least he dropped it.]

Doing the real math, I was probably eighteen back in February. We're just making it official.

[For the moment, at least.]

Still not legal drinking age, back in my homeland. But you're an adult now. Kudos. Congratulations. Or something.

...aa. That explains it.

...Explains what? People trying to make you celebrate? [As they should be.]

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