ALPHA COMPLEX. HGP SECTOR. DEEP 13 ADMINISTRATIVE OFFICE. 1825 HOURS.
The evening part of the daycycle leaves offices dark, lights dimmed just enough to let the INFRARED custodial staff blunder their way past desks and tables without seeing what they're not supposed to. The lady in BLUE never really thought about such things. Anyone or anything not GREEN or higher was none of her concern - she earned that arrogance a long time ago. Continuing to tap away at her desktop terminal, the soothing white noise of soft tapping was split by the door opening, a shadowy INDIGO suit leaning in.
"Trix, I expect you know why I've interrupted your quiet," boomed a deep, male voice.
She nodded without speaking, designer glasses pitching slightly down her face, her expression stone-cold and confident, but hinting a moment of worry.
"Then you know what's at stake. The thing we thought would not happen, just happened. I need you to handle this as discretely as possible."
She again nodded, fingers stretching on her desk, awaiting more furious typing. Eyes looked impatient, expectant. The INDIGO executive reached inside his suit pocket, causing the lady in BLUE to twitch momentarily, as if old habits died hard. Pulling something out of his pocket, he flung it underhanded towards her desk, which she caught with a raised grasp. Opening her hand in front of her desk lamp, she confirmed what her tactile senses told her; it was a memory stick.
The INDIGO started to leave and close the door behind him, but stopped to speak once more. "Pick me 6. They fail, and you bet your ass I'll make you GREEN with envy. Off the team, and back to running IR test groups. You don't want that, do you?"
She maintained her stoicism in the face of higher authority and shook her head no.
"Don't fuck this up," he spoke as the door closed.
The lady in BLUE exhaled loudly and slotted the memory stick in a port on the side of the terminal. She tapped her finger on the touch-sensitive screen until an ORANGE window appeared, full of text and low-quality photos:
PROFILE 1 Caelic
Works for the service firm "We Want You", an Armed Forces firm that recruits citizens for the Vulture Squadron.
Has the rank of Sergeant in the Armed Forces, with the "Fightin' 37th (Infantry)".
Daily job consists of scouting REDs and INFRAREDs in public places, handing out AFVS brochures, and getting names/IDs for "callbacks". (The word "shanghai" is silent.)
PROFILE 2 Solo
Works for the service firm "SpaceSavers EDS", a Central Processing Unit firm that scans and stores printed / non-electronic information.
Daily job consists of taking stacks of records and documents and feeding them into scanning machines. Sometimes has to lug portable versions of equipment out to where the papers are and do it remotely.
PROFILE 3 woodenbandsman
Works for the service firm "Morning Boo Crew", a Housing Preservation & Development / Mind Control firm that coordinates "Public Hating".
Daily job consists of organizing groups of lower-clearance citizens via megaphone for purposes of shaming traitors who are sentenced to public censure.
PROFILE 4 smudgyhandsman
Works for the service firm "SecuriClean", an Internal Security firm that provides custodial services for Termination Centers and Confession Booths.
Daily job consists of performing routine field maintenance on confession booths, which is less about replacing wiring, and more about cleaning floor drains clogged with human effluent.
PROFILE 5
Works for the service firm "Armchair Generals", a Production firm (of PLC) that makes quality furniture for high-clearance citizens.
Daily job consists of managing an assembly line of INFRARED and RED employees assemble couches. It's amazing how easily they get injured sewing pleather.
PROFILE 6 Chemus
Works for the service firm "Swingvolt", a Power Services firm that is consulted on matters of "Power Oscillation" - how to ration power out to places that need it, and restrict it in places that don't.
Daily job consists of constantly reconfiguring power transmission feeds in sector to reduce waste (in a sense, remotely shutting power off to rooms and buildings when demand drops below a minimum level).
PROFILE 7
Works for the service firm "VeggieMax", a Research & Design firm that deals in "Agricultural Upgrade Engineering".
Daily job consists of cataloging several square-blocks-worth of hydroponic greenhouses and noting the growth rate of chemically-enhanced produce. Specific duties and training apply to the crop of blackberry/pumpkin hybrids, which have been affectionately called "blumpkins", because the name "puckberries" didn't test as well in focus groups.
PROFILE 8 emissary666
Works for the service firm "The Verminators", a Tech Services firm that handles pest extermination.
Daily job consists of training INFRARED and RED flunkies about efficient use of equipment, especially the T1000X PesticideThrower. Also has to document every case of self-inflicted poisoning and "thrower-induced injury" that happens with alarming regularity.
(OOC - Players, please use this thread to calmly and respectfully decide amongst yourselves, in OOC fashion, who will be playing which profile. Notice that there are 8 profiles, so two will go unpicked. Have fun!)