Wormwood:The Rise of the Mayor of New Detroit v3

Today is your twenty-first birthday, and for you, a day of decision. Your parents are awaiting your return to celebrate this milestone. But first, you must make a choice. You stand in a queue with other Bunker Born, like you, who are old enough to join one of the Three Factions. Each one awaits their turn to enter the Room of Decision. As you inch closer to the room you survey your surroundings. [[You turn to view the formation left of the queue.]] [[You turn to view the formation right of the queue.]] [[You turn to view the formation behind the queue.]] [[Continue Forward.]]

The room is dark. There is no seat, no place to rest, and no distractions. Three images appear on the projection wall in front of you beneath a single word, Choose. You recognize the first instantly, the gear of the Engineers' Faction. You’re father has displayed this symbol for many years on his clothing. The next is equally recognizable. It is a globe of the Earth as worn by the Logisticians' Faction to which your mother is a member. The last, though recognizable, is the most mysterious. An atom surrounded by three orbital ellipses serves as the symbol of the White Coats. You hesitate before reaching out to touch a symbol. [[You touch the Gear of the Engineers]] [[You touch the Globe of the Earth, Symbol of the Logisticians]] [[You touch the Atom of the White Coats]]

The symbols fade and the torso of Alejandro Montez appears. Staring into your eyes, his raspy voice speaks, “The world you know is not an accident. It is of no random occurrence that you are here, standing before the Gear, contemplating a choice. The truth is your past, your future, and this very moment is a result of engineering. While Engineers have great technical prowess, their true strength lies in their ability to analyze and command a myriad of data to achieve control. Society is a system and Engineers are the guardians of the boundaries that would spin that system out of control. So, tell me, are you a guardian? Will you help keep society under control? If you would join my Engineers, simply say it? If, however, you need more time to consider, simply speak the word, return.” [[You announce, "I want to join the Engineers"]] [[You speak the word, "Return."]]

The symbols fade and the torso of Evelyn Kavanaugh appears. "The food you eat, the clothes on your back, and everything else you enjoy is the result of balance, harmony, and synchronicity. The average citizen, oblivious to the comingling of resources, goes about their day ignorant of the Logistician’s work. The Logisticians' efforts are the heartbeat of our Bunker’s existence and should be the foundation upon which New Detroit is built. How will you help to build New Detroit? Will you join us? If you wish to join the Logisticians, announce your intentions. If you are still unsure, simply speak the word, Return." [[You announce, "I want to join the Logisticians."]] [[You speak the word, "Return."]]

The symbols fade and the full bodied image of Dr. Nicholas Bourgeois, hands folded behind his back, appears on the projection wall. “Our Bunker is safe; its climate controlled, its resources managed, and its population capped. Yet, our destiny is to inhabit a world that is none of those things. A world that is far from safe. When humankind appears on the surface once again, no longer the dominant species, who will shepherd them into the new world? The sole purpose of the White Coat is to serve as Detroit’s sword and shield against whatever awaits on the surface. Our study and mastery of ''INFLUENCE'' allows us to command most solid objects with a single thought. When the bunker doors open, White Coats will take the first steps outside. Will you be among them? If you would join our faction, simply say so. If your heart is wavering, simply say, “Return.” [[Confused, you ask, "What is influence"]] [[You announce, "I will join the White Coats."]] [[You speak the word, "Return."]]

"Excellent," Evelyn says. "As you step out the door, head pass the remaining queue to the group wearing utility uniforms. They will prepare you for what is next. Being an Logistician is a thankless job. However, your efforts have the most dramatic impact on our lives. Welcome to the heartbeat of our world. young Logistician." As she speaks those final words her image vanishes from the projection screen and the door behind you opens. [[You step out the door and head to the Logisticians.]]

The Gear, the Globe, and the Atom return to the projecting wall appearing under the word, Choose. [[You touch the Gear of the Engineers]] [[You touch the Globe of the Earth, Symbol of the Logisticians]] [[You touch the Atom of the White Coats]]

"Very well," Alejandro says. "As you step out the door, head to the smartly dressed group wearing royal blue jackets. They are now your brothers and sisters and will welcome your with open arms. The road ahead will not be easy but I know that your contribution will help make the difference. Welcome, young Engineer." His image vanishes from the projection screen and the door behind you opens. [[You step out the door.]]

Several men and women stand in formation silent and stoic. Their pristine white coats stand out against the dark color of the bunker walls. Some wear goggles, others wear monocules, but each has some sort of vision enhancement. These men and women form the faction of White Coats. [[You turn to view the formation right of the queue.]] [[You turn to view the formation behind the queue.]] [[Continue Forward.]]

Short royal blue jackets and black pants hug the frames of the Engineers standing together conversing. Small Computational Devices hover just above each person's shoulder. The devices are known as Engineer Antennas, or EAs for short. [[You turn to view the formation left of the queue.]] [[You turn to view the formation behind the queue.]] [[Continue Forward.]]

Everytime a Bunker Born leaves the room, their chosen faction cheers and welcomes them into their formation. You are next to enter the Room of Decision. [[You step inside.]]

You observe a small group of men and women dressed in utility uniforms. The leader of the formation raises his hands and holographic keyboards appear at his flanks. His fingers fly across the floating keyboards with amazing speed. As soon as he stops typing, the keyboards vanish. These men and women represent the faction of Logisticians. [[You turn to view the formation left of the queue.]] [[You turn to view the formation right of the queue.]] [[Continue Forward.]]

Bunker Born Detroit: The First Expedition [[Introduction]]

"By now you must be aware that every citizen of Bunker 313 is injected with nanites. These nanites amplify and broadcast brainwaves, unique to every thought. Nanites embedded in the materials of the bunker receive and interpret these brainwaves that command nano-servos and actuators to move. Nearly all citizens can be taught to exercise basic Influence: open doors, move a stylus, push a button, or turn a loose screw. But, there is a difference between a butterknife and a sword. Each of the Three Factions have developed signature thought patterns that allow them to perform feats unique to their objectives. Engineers can control and connect with their Engineering Antenna giving them enhanced observation and computational abilities. The Logisticians use nanites to communicate with and adjust life systems such as water regulators, harvesters, climate systems, etc... The White Coats are trained to lift and hurl heavy objects, stand on platforms and levitate them up to a limit, and so much more. We hone this ability into a fighting sytle known as Deadly Influence. The training is hard and grueling and very few people rise to absolute mastery. Most struggle to gain the concept and resign from the faction after only a few days. The image of Dr. Bourgeois asks, "Have I answered your question sufficiently?" You nod in affirmation. "Will you join us?" [[You announce, "I will join the White Coats."]] [[You speak the word, "Return."]]

A century has passed since the asteroid cluster, Wormwood, devastated the Earth. As the deadly post-impact winter clears, the remnant of mankind prepares to rebuild the cities of old. The Bunker Born, those who survived the calamity by inhabiting vast underground bunkers, are forming an expedition of talented individuals to be the first to cross into the new, old, world. Will you be among them? Start your journey! [[The Bunker Born]] <audio src="http://www.kasisiharris.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/Electric-Dawn_15_AM16260.wav" autoplay loop>

You receive hand claps and congratulations from Engineers as you approach closer to their formation. Before you reach the group, EAs float closer to you, their mechanical eyes scanning every inch of your body before returning to their paired Engineer. "Don't worry about them," one of the Engineers reassures you. "My name is Ryan Devlin, and I will take care of your initial arrangements. You'll be paired with your own Engineering Antenna in a matter of moments. First, drink this." He hands you a glass vial with a glowing blue liquid. "This will facilitate the pairing and allow you exclusive control of your EA." You take the vial and drink it. The substance is tasteless and cool as it passes down your throat. You hand the empty vial back to the Engineer. "Good, good. Stand here." He points to an area just in front of him. [[You move into position.]]

As you stand their curious, an Engineer emerges from the rear of the formation. She places three small boxes in front of you. Ryan says, "You must choose one box from the three. You will only be able to make this choice once for the binding is permanent. No guidance will be given to you, except all the guidance that has been given to you. Remember, this moment was designed. There is no wrong choice, only THE choice. Now, choose." You look over the boxes, besides their color there is no visible difference between them. Yet something draws you to one, you raise your hand to point. [[You point to the red box.]] [[You point to the blue box.]] [[You point to the white box.]]

Ryan opens the rex box. An EA lay inside. It is modest by comparison to the others. Red mettalic skin covers most of its surface with several circular sensors recessed into it. "This next part will feel a little uncomfortable. I need you to lay your hand on it, the rest will come naturally." You nod and approach the red box. [[You place your hand on the EA in the red box.]]

Ryan opens the blue box. An EA lay inside. It is modest by comparison to the others. Blue mettalic skin covers most of its surface with several circular sensors recessed into it. "This next part will feel a little uncomfortable. I need you to lay your hand on it, the rest will come naturally." You nod and approach the blue box. [[You place your hand on the EA in the blue box.]]

The group of Engineers all freeze to look at you. Even the Engineers that were welcoming others to the faction stop to marvel at your selection. EAs fly from their partners' sides to analyze the moment in its entirety. "I knew you were different." Ryan says. "Montez said this would happen, but to see it with my own eyes..." The EAs fly back to their partners' sides. The Engineers return to their previous actions, but not without peering over every few seconds. Ryan opens the white box. An EA lay inside. It is modest by comparison to the others. White mettalic skin covers most of its surface with several circular sensors recessed into it. "This next part will feel a little uncomfortable. I need you to lay your hand on it, the rest will come naturally." You nod and approach the white box. [[You place your hand on the EA.]]

Time freezes. You look around trying to find the slightest hint of motion. "You are inside a moment, a perfect thought," an inhuman voice utters. "Before today, you've only been able to think at a slow speed. Together we will think, faster." The world comes alive around you once again. You ask, "Who are -- "Do you name your arm? Does your foot have a name? I am an extension of you. I am your second brain. I have an enhanced analytical capability that can access a myriadic memory. I can feel you struggle to understand. Let me rephrase: I am capable of gathering, analyzing, and interpreting data faster than any current technology. I can see that you are still struggling with the concept of identity. Fine, what do you wish to call me?" (set: $WhiteBox to true) [[You think, "Third Eye."]] [[You think, "Magnus".]] [[You think, "Pretty Ricky".]]

A surge runs through your body. Instinctively your eyes shut for a moment, a result of the sudden feeling. When they open again, you notice different color auras on the surrounding people. "You're viewing their alignment," an inhuman voice utters. "Before today you've only been able to comprehend a person based on an interaction or a cursory understanding of their physical make-up. Together we will look deeper. Humans naturally exhibit their affinities. We will be able to use this information to our advantage or change that affinity to suit our needs." You ask, "Who are -- "Do you name your arm? Does your foot have a name? I am an extension of you. I am your antenna into this world. I am your second brain, if you will. Though, I am best suited for interpreting information as it relates to human physical and mental activity. I can feel you struggle to understand. Let me rephrase, as I gather information, I determine the best way to influence people to produce a desired outcome. I can see that you are still struggling with the concept of identity. Fine, what do you wish to call me?" (set: $BlueBox to true) [[You think, "Third Eye."]] [[You think, "Magnus".]] [[You think, "Pretty Ricky".]]

A surge runs through your body. Instinctively your eyes shut for a moment, a result of the sudden feeling. When they open again, you notice words and numbers floating near people and objects: names, ages, heights, weights, ect... "You're viewing all pertinent data on subjects within view," an inhuman voice utters. "Before today you've only been able to comprehend a person or object based on an interaction or a cursory understanding of their physical make-up. Together we will look deeper." Just as quickly as the text appears, it vanishes. You ask, "Who are -- "Who am I? Does your arm have a name? Does your foot have a name? I am an extension of you. I am your antenna into this world. I am your second brain, if you will. I can see that you are still struggling with the concept of identity. Fine, what do you wish to call me?" (set: $RedBox to true) [[You think, "Third Eye."]] [[You think, "Magnus".]] [[You think, "Pretty Ricky".]]

As you enter your family berthing, you find your mother and father waiting expectantly. At the sight of your EA, your father beams with pride. "Welcome home, Engineer." (if: $Magnus is true) [You shake your father's hand. Magnus floats close to your father's EA. They orbit each other briefly before returning to their partner's side. Your mother squeezes you tight. She let's you go and says, "Remember, no regrets. Don't ever question your choice, okay?" Magnus's voice pierces your mind, "Low percentages of jealousy and disappointment detected. Though the overwhelming percentage of emotion is joy."] (if: $ThirdEye is true) [You shake your father's hand. Third Eye floats close to your father's EA. They orbit each other briefly before returning to their partner's side. Your mother squeezes you tight. She let's you go and says, "Remember, no regrets. Don't ever question your choice, okay?" Third Eye's voice pierces your mind, "Low percentages of jealousy and disappointment detected. Though the overwhelming percentage of emotion is joy."] (if: $PrettyRicky is true) [You shake your father's hand. Pretty Ricky floats close to your father's EA. They orbit each other briefly before returning to their partner's side. Your mother squeezes you tight. She let's you go and says, "Remember, no regrets. Don't ever question your choice, okay?" Pretty Ricky's voice pierces your mind, "Low percentages of jealousy and disappointment detected. Albeit, the overwhelming percentage of emotion is joy."] [[Continue]]

"Finally!" A man in utilities shouts as you approach the cheering Logisticians. "Sorry for the outburst, but we don't get very many takers. Try as she might, Evelyn's description of our job isn't the sexiest. But it is the truth. We are the heartbeat and we're glad to have you on our team. First things first. We need to get you an interface. I'm Charlie by the way." Another Logistician hands Charlie a vial of yellow glowing liquid. He flicks the bottom of the vial with his finger before handing it to you. "These babies will hook you right up. Take a drink." You nod and lift the vial to your lips. The yellow liquid is bitter but bearable. You wipe your mouth and hand the empty vial back to Charlie. "I know, I know, it tastes like crap but it gives us the ability to control our own interfaces into the bunker's life systems. Your first duty will be to enter your name within the Bunker's Access Registry. I need you to raise your hands and focus on the image of a keyboard and monitor." You raise your hands and focus. [[A keyboard and monitor appear.]]

(put: (prompt: "Welcome to the Logistician's Life System Access Database. Please enter your name:","Enter Name") into $PName) "Great. Congratulations, $PName, you're officially in the Logistician Database. To get rid of your interface just put it away in your mind." You think it away and the keyboard disappears. "Get used to these actions. Summoning your interface quickly could mean the differennce between life and death. Now, last thing, what's your size?" [[You say, "Small."]] [[You say, "Medium."]] [[You say, "Large"]]

As you enter your family berthing, you find your mother and father waiting expectantly. Your father’s Engineering Antenna floats to you and quickly analyzes you before returning back to your father’s side. At the sight of the olive drab utility uniform in your hands, your mother shouts, “I knew it! My baby’s a Logistician.” “I’m twenty-one, mom,” you correct her. “Certainly not the best choice, in my opinion. But a wise choice nonetheless. Congratulations.” Your father hugs you before sitting back in his favorite chair. Your mother says, “Now let me see your interface. You remember how to summon it, don’t you?” [[You concentrate on the image of a keyboard in front of you.]]

As you sit with your parents to enjoy your birthday meal, a loud unfamiliar voice booms. "Ascension protocol activated. Seventy-Two hours until the bunker's seal is disengaged." As the voice falls silent, a holographic clock appears, counting down from seventy-two hours. [[You think, "Is that what I think it is?"]] [[...]]

Another voice sounds throughout the bunker, this time it's the current Mayor, "All Factions, report to your headquarters, this is not a drill." You father kisses your mother on the cheek. He grabs his blue jacket and places his arm on your shoulder. "We have to go to the Clearing House." [[You hug your mother and wave goodbye as you follow your father to the Clearing House.]]

(if: $Magnus is true) [Magnus answers, "A signal has been received from the Presidential bunker that has activated the countdown until the bunker doors are unlocked." Your mother says, "It's really happening." Another voice sounds throughout the bunker, this time it's the current Mayor, "All Factions, report to your headquarters, this is not a drill." You father kisses your mother on the cheek. He grabs his blue jacket and places his arm on your shoulder. "We have to go to the Clearing House." Magnus's voice fills your mind. "Your father appears nervous and your mother appears scared."] (if: $ThirdEye is true) [Third Eye answers, "A signal has been received from the Presidential bunker that has activated the countdown until the bunker doors are unlocked." Your mother says, "It's really happening." Another voice sounds throughout the bunker, this time it's the current Mayor, "All Factions, report to your headquarters, this is not a drill." You father kisses your mother on the cheek. He grabs his blue jacket and places his arm on your shoulder. "We have to go to the Clearing House." Third Eye's voice fills your mind. "Your father appears nervous and your mother appears scared."] (if: $PrettyRicky is true) [Pretty Ricky answers, "A signal has been received from the Presidential bunker that has activated the countdown until the bunker doors are unlocked." Your mother says, "It's really happening." Another voice sounds throughout the bunker, this time it's the current Mayor, "All Factions, report to your headquarters, this is not a drill." You father kisses your mother on the cheek. He grabs his blue jacket and places his arm on your shoulder. "We have to go to the Clearing House." Pretty Ricky's voice fills your mind. "Your father appears nervous and your mother appears scared."] (if: $BlueBox is true)[You notice your father's yellow aura and your mother's brown aura.] [[Don't worry, mom. Everything is going to be okay.]] [[Dad, this is what we've been preparing for right?]] [[You hug your mother and wave goodbye as you follow your father to the Clearing House.]]

(if: $BlueBox is true)[You observe the color of your mother's aura change from a nervous brown to calming blue.] (if: $RedBox is true)["This is what we've been waiting for, a new life on the surface," you turn to your mother.] "This is our chance to engineer a better society than our ancestors," you say. Your mother replies, "You're right. My child, all grown up." (if: $Magnus is true)[As you and Magnus follow your father and his EA out the door, he says, "Well said. You're a born Engineer."] (if: $ThirdEye is true)[As you and Third Eye follow your father and his EA out the door, he says, "Well said. You're a born Engineer."] (if: $PrettyRicky is true)[As you and Pretty Ricky follow your father and his EA out the door, he says, "Well said. You're a born Engineer."] You look at your father's EA for a moment before continuing. [[Thank you.]] [[Why didn't you calm her?]]

(if: $BlueBox is true)[Your fathers says, "My aura read by my own kid. Well done."] "You're right. Come on. Let's go." [[You hug your mother and wave goodbye as you follow your father to the Clearing House.]]

You and your father hasten to the Clearing House; a halmark of clean lines, symmetry, and elaborate interior furnishings. As the two of you enter, you can see a multitude of EAs hovering over the heads of the other Engineers. You both join the formation. (if: $BlueBox is true)[As a fellow Engineer starts to converse with your father, You observe the auras in the crowd. Browns and yellows abound, which represent fear and nervousness.] Toward the front of the formation is a stage. On it, a man calmly addresses the crowd. It is the same man whose image you saw in the Room of Decision, Alejandro Montez. He raises his hands to silence the chatter. [[You listen attentively.]]

Your father answers, "I took a vow never to manipulate your mother in that way. I am first a father and a husband, then an Engineer. Understand?" You nod your head. "Still a valid question, though," your father says. [[Thank you.]]

"My fellow Engineers. By now, you have all seen the holographic clock; a symbol of an end to our subterranean confinement and a beginning to our life above ground. However, we must first identify the men and women who will lead us into this new, old, world. The Mayor has called for the First Expedition to be formed. The Three Factions will nominate a candidate from each faction to participate. [[You look around the crowd at Engineers.]]

"I will hold a private inquisition with each of our new brethren to determine who is the most worthy among them. New Engineers, assemble at my quarters immediately." Your father looks at you intently. "I see a passionate aura about you. You want this, don't you?" You nod. Your father escorts you to the private quarters of Alejandro Montez. The two of you are the only ones present. "Go on, I'll be here when you're done." [[You knock.]] [[You command your EA to announce your presence to the Mayor's EA]]

Your knock beats thrice. "Enter," a voice sounds. (if: $Magnus is true)[You walk in, Magnus floating just beside you.] (if: $ThirdEye is true)[You walk in, Third Eye floating just beside you.] (if: $PrettyRicky is true)[You walk in, Pretty Ricky floating just beside you.] Alejandro's EA orbits you once before returning to his side. "Don't mind, Sentinel. Like all EAs, he is intensely curious. Sit." [[You take a seat.]] [[You say, "I'd rather stand."]]

The door opens. (if: $Magnus is true)[You walk in, Magnus floating just beside you.] (if: $ThirdEye is true)[You walk in, Third Eye floating just beside you.] (if: $PrettyRicky is true)[You walk in, Pretty Ricky floating just beside you.] Alejandro's EA orbits you once before returning to his side. "Perfect execution of an Engineer's ability. Don't mind, Sentinel. Like all EAs, he is intensely curious. Sit." [[You take a seat.]] [[You say, "I'd rather stand."]]

Alejandro clasps his hands and places them on the desk in front of him. (if: $BlueBox is true)["Intuitive application of aura analysis, accelerated acceptance of your second brain, and atheletic prowess. You're impressive. However, brains and brawn come a dime a dozen in this bunker. Tell me, are men and women born selfish or altrusitic?"] (if: $RedBox is true)["Enhanced data reclamtion and analysis, accelerated acceptance of your second brain, and atheletic prowess. You're impressive. However, brains and brawn come a dime a dozen in this bunker. Tell me, are men and women born selfish or altrusitic?"] (if: $WhiteBox is true)["Accelerated acceptance of your second brain, atheletic prowess, and you're able to use the Telia Stigmi, the perfect moment. You're impressive. However, brains and brawn come a dime a dozen in this bunker. Tell me, are men and women born selfish or altrusitic?"] [[You answer, "Selfish."]] [[You answer, "altruistic."]] [[You answer, "They are merely born. Their disposition depends on how they're motivated."]]

"Interesting, though foolish. However, I will entertain this." Alejandro clasps his hands and places them on the desk in front of him. He looks at you intently. (if: $BlueBox is true)["Intuitive application of aura analysis, accelerated acceptance of your second brain, and atheletic prowess. You're impressive. However, brains and brawn come a dime a dozen in this bunker. Tell me, are men and women born selfish or altrusitic?"] (if: $RedBox is true)["Enhanced data reclamtion and analysis, accelerated acceptance of your second brain, and atheletic prowess. You're impressive. However, brains and brawn come a dime a dozen in this bunker. Tell me, are men and women born selfish or altrusitic?"] (if: $WhiteBox is true)["Accelerated acceptance of your second brain, atheletic prowess, and you're able to use the Telia Stigmi, the perfect moment. You're impressive. However, brains and brawn come a dime a dozen in this bunker. Tell me, are men and women born selfish or altrusitic?"] [[You answer, "Selfish."]] [[You answer, "altruistic."]] [[You answer, "They are merely born. Their disposition depends on how they're motivated."]]

"I will admit, there is always an agenda. In that, humans are always selfish. Yet, identifying a human as such is a simple matter, hardly worthy of an Engineer's time. Perhaps my initial impression of you was too grand. With more time, perhaps you will grow more astute. You are dismissed." (if: $Magnus is true)[Magnus's voice pierces your mind, "That was a foolish answer. He is disappointed."] (if: $ThirdEye is true)[Third Eye's voice pierces your mind, "That was a foolish answer. He is disappointed."] (if: $PrettyRicky is true)[Pretty Ricky's voice pierces your mind, "That was a foolish answer. He is disappointed."] [[Can I have another chance?]] [[You rise from your seat and head through the door.]]

"To give without a notion of getting. Every Engineer knows this is flawed logic, identifying such is a simple matter, hardly worthy of an Engineer's time. Perhaps my initial impression of you was too grand. With more time, perhaps you will grow more astute. You are dismissed." (if: $Magnus is true)[Magnus's voice pierces your mind, "That was a foolish answer. He is disappointed."] (if: $ThirdEye is true)[Third Eye's voice pierces your mind, "That was a foolish answer. He is disappointed."] (if: $PrettyRicky is true)[Pretty Ricky's voice pierces your mind, "That was a foolish answer. He is disappointed."] [[Can I have another chance?]] [[You rise from your seat and head through the door.]]

"This is truth. No matter what trait a human may exhibit, an Engineer's role is to control them to preserve order. In this way, people must be led, ruled even. Memebers of the First Expedition will serve as leaders to our community, and no doubt be considered for the position of Mayor of New Detroit. Tell me, how would you describe your leadership style?" [[Strong, Throughtful, and Exacting]] [[Just, Fair, and Loving]]

"You already know the answer to that question. Why ask." [[You rise from your seat and head through the door.]]

While you are deeply dissapointed you reflect on the gravity of the Office that you endeavored to hold. Such a thing should not be taken lightly. You grow calm knowing that the right person will be selected to be the Mayor of New Detroit. However, at the moment, that person is not you. Take the Journey once more? [[Introduction]]

"Perfect!" Alejandro leans back in his seat. "You are a worthy candidate indeed. There is only one other in your generation that is as strong, and the final examination will decide who joins the first expedition." "Final examination?" you ask. "You will return to my office in twenty-four hours. For now, you are dismissed." [[You open the door and exit the room.]]

"While seemingly noble, these traits are useless in a leader. They are luxuries afforded those who are ruled, but not the ruler. The Mayor of New Detroit must be firm, decisive, and hyper intelligent. Perhaps my initial impression of you was too grand. With more time, perhaps you will grow more astute. You are dismissed." (if: $Magnus is true)[Magnus's voice pierces your mind, "That was a foolish answer. He is disappointed."] (if: $ThirdEye is true)[Third Eye's voice pierces your mind, "That was a foolish answer. He is disappointed."] (if: $PrettyRicky is true)[Pretty Ricky's voice pierces your mind, "That was a foolish answer. He is disappointed."] [[Can I have another chance?]] [[You rise from your seat and head through the door.]]

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As you walk out, your father's EA flies closer to you, collects information and flies back to your father. There is no queue waiting to enter. You were the last candidate to be interviewed. "Are you ready?" Your father asks. [["I was selected --"]] [["I am."]]

"I already know." As you and your father walk through the Clearing House to its entrance he continues, "Do you think your existence is coincidence; the meeting of two random lovers who haphazardly had a child." "You have your mother's ability to problem solve quickly coupled with my analytical prowess. There are others who are equally qualified to man an expedition, for sure. However, none are as gifted in these areas as you." "Even this was engineered," you whisper to yourself. [[You and your father continue out the door.]]

"Let's return to our berthing. You have a long night ahead of you. The final trial will test you mentally. Now that you have a moment of peace, use it to recharge." You acknowledge your father with a nod. [[You and your father continue out the door.]]

Once you return to your berthing you immediately lay down to sleep. Countless moments pass. Everything is still and dark. A faint mumbling sound rumbles in the air. [[You open your eyes.]] [[You ignore the noise and enjoy the warmth of your bed.]]

(if: $Magnus is true)["Get up! You have approximately seventeen minutes to get ready, and eight minutes travel time to the Clearing House for the final examination," Magnus says.] (if: $ThirdEye is true)["Get up! You have approximately seventeen minutes to get ready, and eight minutes travel time to the Clearing House for the final examination," Third Eye says.] (if: $PrettyRicky is true)["Get up! You have approximately seventeen minutes to get ready, and eight minutes travel time to the Clearing House for the final examination," Pretty Ricky says.] [[You spring to your feet and get ready.]]

Your body locks in a split second of agonizing pain. "What the hell!" (if: $Magnus is true)["I sense you struggling to understand," Magnus says.] (if: $ThirdEye is true)["I sense you struggling to understand," Third Eye says.] (if: $PrettyRicky is true)["I sense you struggling to understand," Pretty Ricky says.] "You allowed your state of hibernation to encroach upon your available time for waking preparations. I, being your second brain and always aware, would not let us fail to meet this committment. Thus, I introduced the proper motivation to rouse you from your slumber. You now have seventeen minutes to perform the necessary hygene ritual and eight minutes of transit time. You're welcome." "You are the spawn of some evil creature," you think. (if: $Magnus is true)["Well, I am at least the brains of one," Magnus says.] (if: $ThirdEye is true)["Well, I am at least the brains of one," Third Eye says.] (if: $PrettyRicky is true)["Well, I am at least the brains of one," Pretty Ricky says.] [[You spring to your feet and get ready.]] <audio src="http://www.kasisiharris.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/136542__joelaudio__electric-zap-001.wav" autoplay>

You make it to the Clearing House with time to spare. As you approach Alejandro's office door you see a familiar face, scowl and all. "I should've known you'd be here," a female voice snarled. [["Of course," your respond.]] [["Thanks for the compliment," you respond.]]

"Hey, I need a small," Charlie bellows to a Logistician near a floating trunk. The Logistician reaches in, pulls out an olive drab set of utilities, and hands them to Charlie. "To be this size again." He pats his belly before passing you the coveralls. "Meet me, tomorrow, at the Logistician Comand Center. We'll get you squared away in no time. Bring it in, newbie." [[You hug Charlie and take your leave.]]

"Hey, get me a medium," Charlie bellows to a Logistician near a floating trunk. The Logistician reaches in, pulls out an olive drab set of utilities, and hands them to Charlie. "Try these on when you get back to your berthing, if they don't fit, we'll trade it out for another. Meet me, tomorrow, at the Logistician Comand Center. We'll get you squared away in no time. Bring it in, newbie." [[You hug Charlie and take your leave.]]

"Hey, grab a large out the trunk, will you," Charlie bellows to a nearby Logistician. The Logistician reaches in, pulls out an olive drab set of utilities, and hands them to Charlie. He hands you the utilities and says, "Meet me, tomorrow, at the Logistician Comand Center. We'll get you squared away in no time. Bring it in, newbie. [[You hug Charlie and take your leave.]]

The light bends in front of you as a blue holographic keyboard comes into view. “Good,” your mother says. We normally start small, a keyboard, a monitor. But, if you can focus hard enough…” Your mother stands facing you. Three keyboards materialize: one in front and two at her flanks. Monitors float at staggered heights in front of her: a control center to herself. “…oxygen levels, food stores, bulkhead repairing nanites, laser cutters, the life systems of the bunker are at your disposal.” She waves her hand and the holographic hardware disappears. [[You focus a bit harder.]]

You manage to summon a second keyboard and two monitors before your concentration breaks. “Remember, your interface is only limited by your imagination and concentration. In time, you’ll be able to interface with any—" A loud voice echoes through the bunker, “Ascension protocol activated. Seventy-two hours until bunker seal is disengaged. As the voice falls silent, a holographic clock appears counting down from seventy-two hours. [[Three days?]] [[…]]

Your mother says, “It’s really happening.” Your father kisses your mother on the cheek. He dons the blue jacket of the Engineering faction and says, “I have to go to the Clearing House. I’m sure you and our young Logistician should be on your way to the Command Center.” As your father walks out of the berthing door, he turns back to look at you. “Remember, no regrets, no matter what happens next, no matter what is asked of you, know that you can do it.” Your father nods at your mother and walks out the door. “Go put on your utilities and let’s go.” [[You quickly get dressed and depart with your mother.]]

Another voice sounds throughout the bunker, this time it's the current Mayor, "All Factions, report to your headquarters, this is not a drill." You father kisses your mother on the cheek. He grabs his blue jacket and says, “I have to go to the Clearing House. I’m sure you and our young Logistician should be on your way to the Command Center.” As your father walks out of the berthing door, he turns back to look at you. “Remember, no regrets, no matter what happens next, no matter what is asked of you, know that you can do it.” Your father nods at your mother and walks out the door. “Go put on your utilities and let’s go.” [[You quickly get dressed and depart with your mother.]]

“Maria! Get your tail over here,” Charlie’s voice belts across the Command Center. “We’re all taking bets on who gets to go on the first expedition out the bunker. Good chance, you’re going. Doesn’t look good for Sanchez though.” He pats the back of a smaller man standing nearby as the others laugh. “Maria! I need you,” Evelyn Kavanaugh’s voice cut through the laughter. The glow from holographic controls light the Logistician’s Command Center. It was buzzing and full of life even in the midst of such a life altering event. “How you doing, kid?” Charlie asked. [[Fine, I guess.]] [[A little nervous.]] [[Scared.]] <audio src="http://www.kasisiharris.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/326404__mornedelport__reception-background-chatter-amb.wav" autoplay loop>

“Of course you’re fine. You come from good stock: an Engineer for a father, a Logistician for a mother. You can probably run circles around us. You probably think we’re some knuckle dragging apes.” [[“Not at all. I’m just like all of you.”]]

"Being nervous is natural," Charlie says. "You just can't let it paralyze you. Your mother taught me that. Look, newbie, we'll be right beside you. So don't you worry about a thing." “Everyone, bring it in.” The Logisticians huddle around Evelyn. Your mother squeezes through the crowd and approaches your side. “We’ve known this day would come for a while. The day the President finally got off his ass to push the button to open the door.” The Logisticians erupt in laughter. [[You quiet down and continue to listen.]]

"Don't worry. We're all in this together. None of us have ever seen the surface in anything other than a simulation. It's new to all of us." “Everyone, bring it in.” The Logisticians huddle around Evelyn. Your mother squeezes through the crowd and approaches your side. “We’ve known this day would come for a while. The day the President finally got off his ass to push the button to open the door.” The Logisticians erupt in laughter. [[You quiet down and continue to listen.]]

“Well, we’re not ashamed to say that we’re happy have you. You and little Zainub over there are the only two to join our faction in your generation.” Charlie throws his arm around your shoulder. "Guess they can't all be as smart as you two." “Everyone, bring it in.” The Logisticians huddle around Evelyn. Your mother squeezes through the crowd and approaches your side. “We’ve known this day would come for a while. The day the President finally got off his ass to push the button to open the door.” The Logisticians erupt in laughter. [[You quiet down and continue to listen.]]

“What that also means is somebody has to lead us out the doors and help us rebuild what we lost when the big rocks fell from the sky. The Mayor has called for the First Expedition. Which means we get to select one kick ass Logistician from the current generation to represent our faction as we take our first steps out the door.” Your heartrate increases as everyone, including your mother, looks at you. “First, I’ll have to speak with the newbies and see what their made of. Then I’ll announce our representative, tomorrow. Newbies! Meet outside my office. Zainub, you first.” You mother places her hand on your shoulder. “No matter what happens next, I love you very much.” [[You hug your mother and make your way to Evelyn’s office.]]

You hug your mother and make your way to Evelyn’s office. As you approach Evelyn’s office you see Zainub exiting. She waves at you and says, “Good luck.” You watch her travel down the corridor before turning back to the office’s entrance. Evelyn is waiting in the door way. “Come on in. Have a seat.” [[“I’d prefer to stand if it’s all the same.”]] [[You sit in the chair opposite Evelyn.]]

"Suit yourself." Evelyn sits down. “Crazy isn’t it? How a clock can change our world. We go from scurrying underground like bugs to living above ground were our ancestors once reigned. You think we’ll learn from their mistakes?” [[I do.]] [[Maybe. Maybe not. But we shouldn’t let the fear of failure paralyze us.]] [[Life is a matter of cycles. We are doomed to repeat the past. We just need to enjoy the calms and live through the storms.]]

“Crazy isn’t it? How a clock can change our world. We go from scurry underground like bugs to living above ground were our ancestors once lived. You think we’ll learn from their mistakes?” [[I do.]] [[Maybe. Maybe not. But we shouldn’t let the fear of failure paralyze us.]] [[Life is a matter of cycles. We are doomed to repeat the past. We just need to enjoy the calms and live through the storms.]]

“I love your optimism. Living above ground will be new to us all. We won’t have the same controls that keep our lives in balance as we do down here. People will look for that control elsewhere. Tell me, who do you think should control the city?” [[Its leader, of course.]] [[Its citizens.]] [[Its elected officials.]]

"You're quite wise for someone so young. You are right. We shouldn't be paralyzed by our fear of the unknown. However, there are some, even here in the bunker that would use that fear to their advantage. Tell me, who do you think should control the city?” [[Its leader, of course.]] [[Its citizens.]] [[Its elected officials.]]

"The sad reality is that you may be right in that assumption. But, just maybe, we can work together to make that acme of peace last as long as it can. Tell me, who do you think should control the city?” [[Its leader, of course.]] [[Its citizens.]] [[Its elected officials.]]

"I'm sure the Engineers would agree with you. Some of the greatest attrocities in the history of our species occured when a single leader exercised complete authority over a population. We must move beyond an authoritarian type of governance to something more. I had hoped you would share this vision. However, I can see your father's beliefs ring truer than your mother's in your mind. Perhaps in time you will be more aligned to Logistician thought. Very well. You are dismissed." You try again, [[Its citizens.]] You try again, [[Its elected officials.]]

“You and I share this thought. The new Mayor will have to energize and empower the people of New Detroit. At the same time, they’ll need the expertise to ensure that the citizen’s basic needs are met: food, water, and shelter. While the Engineers focus on controlling the social structure and White Coats focusing on fighting anything they’ll potentially find out there. We focus on providing a way for the citizens to live.” Evelyn rises from her seat. “You’re mother and father have taught you well. Would you like the chance to represent us on the First Expedition?" [["I’d be honored."]] [[Do you really think I could do it? Do you think I could help on the expedition?]]

"I'm sure the White Coats would agree with you. Greed, subjugation, oppression, and classicm are all fruits of having elected officials. Tons of examples of failed democratic processes can be found throughout the history of our ancestors. We have to learn from their mistakes, we have to evolve into something greater. I had hoped you would share this belief. Perhaps in time you will be more aligned to Logistician thought. Very well. You are dismissed." You try again, [[Its leader, of course.]] [[Its citizens.]]

"Good. You'll first have to prove you can handle the stress of an emergency. Don't worry, there are plenty of stressful situations in the bunker on a daily basis that'll allow you to prove that." Evelyn reaches into her desk drawer and places three cards on her desk: a red card, a yellow card, and a blue card. "Choose one," Evelyn says. [[You choose the red card.]] [[You choose the yellow card.]] [[You choose the blue card.]]

I know that you can! I hope that you will! But YOU have to believe you can before it can happen. [["I’d be honored."]]

"Very well, I am Third Eye. To connect with me, you need only think to me. I am always with you." Ryan places his hand on your shoulder. "One last thing." He presents you with a folded blue jacket. On the shoulder is a raised emblem of the Gear. You reach out and take it. "Tomorrow, meet me at the entrance of the Clearing House in Sector Two." Out of the corner of your eye you notice another young Engineer staring at you. [[You return the young Engineer's gaze.]] [[You shake Ryan's hand and take your leave.]] (Set: $ThirdEye to true)

"Very well, I am Magnus. To connect with me, you need only think to me. I am always with you." Ryan places his hand on your shoulder. "One last thing." He presents you with a folded blue jacket. On the shoulder is a raised emblem of the Gear. You reach out and take it. "Tomorrow, meet me at the entrance of the Clearing House in Sector Two." Out of the corner of your eye you notice another young Engineer staring at you. [[You return the young Engineer's gaze.]] [[You shake Ryan's hand and take your leave.]] (set: $Magnus to true)

"Very well, I am Pretty Ricky. To connect with me, you need only think to me. I am always with you." Ryan places his hand on your shoulder. "One last thing." He presents you with a folded blue jacket. On the shoulder is a raised emblem of the Gear. You reach out and take it. "Tomorrow, meet me at the entrance of the Clearing House in Sector Two." Out of the corner of your eye you notice another young Engineer staring at you. [[You return the young Engineer's gaze.]] [[You shake Ryan's hand and take your leave.]] (set: $PrettyRicky to true)

As you walk, a thought continues to naw at you. Your father has a blue class EA. You turn to your father. [[Why didn't you calm her?]]

A young woman stands arms folded in front of her. She ignores the hustle and bustle that surrounds the formation and focuses on you. [[You will your EA to analyze her.]]

(if: $RedBox is true)[Text appears above her head. It reads: Name: Pei Ling Age: 21 Height: 60 inches Weight: 132 pounds Engineering Antenna: Red Class "For now, she is of no consequence," your EA says.] (if: $BlueBox is true)[The young woman's body emits a light purple glow. "Her aura indicates that she is questioning whether we belong within the Engineering Faction."] (if: $WhiteBox is true)[Again, time freezes around you. You look around her and notice her EA is metallic red. "She has undoubtedly scannned us and is aware of our capabilities." Despite her scowling face, she seems to be of no immediate concern. You release the thought.] [[You shake Ryan's hand and take your leave.]]

"Arrogant prick," the Engineer responds. The door opens. (if: $RedBox is true)[Sentinel, Alejandro's EA, leads you and Pei Ling into the office.] (if: $RedBox is not true)[Sentinel, Alejandro's EA, leads you and the female Engineer into the office. "Pei Ling, meet--" "Introductions are not needed. I have a Red Class EA, after all."] The two of you stand in front of Alejandro's desk. "Well, let us not waste any time. The Engineer's role in this first expedition will be to find and configure a power source for the nanites our citizens use on a daily basis. With it, we will be able to rebuild the new city with ease, the Logisticians will be able to establish critical life support and supply chain functions, and the White Coats will be able to defend it without the use of their vials. Your test will be to evaluate four structures of Old Detroit. Afterwhich, you will tell me what structure would be the best suited to establish the power source. Whoever has the most sensible logic will be selected, it's that simple. Shall we begin? You look over at your rival before answering. [[Yes.]]

The Engineer seemed taken aback by the comment. Her frown turned into a slight smile. The door opens. (if: $RedBox is true)[Sentinel, Alejandro's EA, leads you and Pei Ling into the office.] (if: $RedBox is not true)[Sentinel, Alejandro's EA, leads you and the female Engineer into the office. "Pei Ling, meet--" "Introductions are not needed. I have a Red Class EA, after all."] The two of you stand in front of Alejandro's desk. "Well, let us not waste any time. The Engineer's role in this first expedition will be to find and configure a power source for the nanites our citizens use on a daily basis. With it, we will be able to rebuild the new city with ease, the Logisticians will be able to establish critical life support and supply chain functions, and the White Coats will be able to defend it without the use of their vials. Your test will be to evaluate four structures of Old Detroit. Afterwhich, you will tell me what structure would be the best suited to establish the power source. Whoever has the most sensible logic will be selected, it's that simple. Shall we begin? You look over at your rival before answering. [[Yes.]]

"Very well. Sentinel, if you please." Alejandro's EA floats in front of you and the other Engineer. Your mind is hijacked. You see: <iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/gp3T68wfEVY" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen></iframe> "You must not speak your answer aloud," Alejandro says. "You must will your EA to communicate your choice to Sentinel. Once both of you have selected your choice, I will reveal the answer and which of you will be a memeber of the First Expedition." [[You consider the Renaissance Center.]] [[You consider the Penobscot Building.]] [[You consider the Guardian Building.]] [[You consider the One Detroit Center.]]

Having made your decision. You turn to look at your rival. She stands there, hand upon her chin. With a small nod she lowers her hand back down to her side and stands confidently. She looks at you with a rueful grin. "While it is a good alternative, the Renaissance Center is not the optimal choice to radiate a power source. There will indeed be a second expedition who will have this building as their focus for other reasons. Perhaps you will be worthy enough to join them. The Penobscot Building, with its massive antenna, was the most optimal choice to radiate the nanites power source." Alejandro turns to Pei Ling, "You will join the First Expedition." Alejandro turns to you. "You are dismissed." The End. Start the journey again! [[Introduction]]

Having made your decision. You turn to look at your rival. She stands there, hand upon her chin. With a small nod she lowers her hand back down to her side and stands confidently. She looks at you with a rueful grin. Alejandro Montez turns to you. "Impressive indeed. The Penobscot Building's antenna is the best suited to radiate power necessary to fuel our nanites and rebuild our city from the center outward. Remember this, it will be your highest priority as you embark on the First Expedition from our Bunker." He turns to your rival. "Pei Ling, while your effort was valliant, your choice was not. The Renaissance Center does bear importance to us, but this is for other reasons. You are dismissed." Alejandro steps toward you and shakes your hand. "Now go, ready yourself. Time is short. Once you've said your goodbyes travel to meet the rest of your comapnions near the bunker's entrance." [[Excited you head out of the office and toward your future.]]

Having made your decision. You turn to look at your rival. She stands there, hand upon her chin. With a small nod she lowers her hand back down to her side and stands confidently. She looks at you with a rueful grin. "The Guardian Building is not the optimal choice to radiate a power source. A Pathetic choice really. The Penobscot Building, with its massive antenna, was the most optimal choice to radiate the nanites power source." Alejandro turns to Pei Ling, "You will join the First Expedition." Alejandro turns to you. "Perhaps your lot should be with the Logisticians or bullheaded White Coats. You are dismissed." The End. Start the journey again! [[Introduction]]

Having made your decision. You turn to look at your rival. She stands there, hand upon her chin. With a small nod she lowers her hand back down to her side and stands confidently. She looks at you with a rueful grin. "One Detroit Center is not the optimal choice to radiate a power source. A Pathetic choice really. The Penobscot Building, with its massive antenna, was the most optimal choice to radiate the nanites power source." Alejandro turns to Pei Ling, "You will join the First Expedition." Alejandro turns to you. "Perhaps your lot should be with the Logisticians or bullheaded White Coats. You are dismissed." The End.

Start the journey again! [[Introduction]]

"Sector Four, nice!" Evelyn says. "This will be a learning experience for sure. Take this card to Charlie. He'll know what to do next. Good luck, newbie." (set: $RedCard to true) [[You place the card in your pocket and head back to the Commander Center.]]

"Sector Eight, eww!" Evelyn says. "Don't hate me after this. Take this card to Charlie. He'll know what to do next. Good luck, newbie." (set: $YellowCard to true) [[You place the card in your pocket and head back to the Commander Center.]]

"Sector Twelve, nice!" Evelyn says. "This will be a learning experience for sure. Take this card to Charlie. He'll know what to do next. Good luck, newbie." (set: $BlueCard to true) [[You place the card in your pocket and head back to the Commander Center.]]

You make your way back to the command center. You pass the other Logisticians and approach Charlie and your mother. You reach into your pocket and hand Charlie the card you selected from Evelyn's office. (if: $RedCard is true)["Sector Four. She's serious then," Charlie says. He looks at your mother and says, "Don't worry. I'll keep a close watch. Get ready, newbie. We're going on fire duty."] (if: $YellowCard is true)["Why that Sector," Charlie moans. Your mother laughs at Charlie as she turns to you and says, "Be careful." "Don't worry. I'll keep a close watch," Charlie says. "Get ready, newbie. We're going to the sewage level."] (if: $BlueCard is true)["Sector Twelve," Charlie says. "They're a needy bunch down there. But, for good reason." Your mother turns to you and says, "Be careful." You nod. "Come on, newbie. We're going to the farming level," Charlie says.] (if: $RedCard is true)[[You follow Charlie to the elevator to Sector Four.]] (if: $YellowCard is true)[[You follow Charlie to the elevator to Sector Eight.]] (if: $BlueCard is true)[[You follow Charlie to the elevator to Sector Twelve.]]

As you and Charlie descend down the elevator, you look out the window. The reddish glow of huge forging ovens come into view. "This is the Foundry Sector. Much of the building and crafting material used in the bunker is fabricated at this level," Charlie says. "As a Logistician, we're responsible for the manufacture and transport of the materials, as well as, the safety of the area." You nod. "Oh, almost forgot." Charlie reaches into his side pounch and presents an earbud. "Put this in your ear. It's how the Command Center Dispatch communicates with deployed Logisticians." [[You place the earbud in your right ear.]]

As you and Charlie descend down the elevator, you notice a distinct change in the smell that you've become used. It smells like air freshner covering something more pungent. Charlie shakes his head, "I can never get used to the sewage level. It's an improtant level, for sure. But... yuck." "Oh, almost forgot." Charlie reaches into his side pounch and presents an earbud. "Put this in your ear. It's how the Command Center Dispatch communicates with deployed Logisticians." [[You place the earbud in your right ear.]]

"Oh, almost forgot." Charlie reaches into his side pounch and presents an earbud. "Put this in your ear. It's how the Command Center Dispatch communicates with deployed Logisticians." The elevator doors close and you begin your descent. As you and Charlie descend down the elevator, you look out the window. Metal walls and pipes give way to a vast cavern of farms. In the distance, and growing closer by the second, you can see a robotic harvester floundering around, ripping up crops, and smashing equipment. It has a big number eight on its chest. "What the... Let's tune in to see what's up." You nod. [[You place the earbud in your right ear.]]

"Alright, each Sector has their own band of channels. To select a channel, simply tap the side of your ear piece the number of times associated with the channel number: channel one, channel two, and channel three, etc. We've been assigned to channel one. Tune in and lets jump into action." (if: $RedCard is true)[ [[You tap the side of your ear piece once.]] ] (if: $YellowCard is true)[ [[You tap once.]] ] (if: $BlueCard is true)[ [[You raise your hand to your earpiece and tap once.]] ]

You hear a call on over your earpiece:(Listen to Audio) "We're almost there," Charlie says. "Get ready. When these doors open, it's show time. Just remember to breathe, newbie. I'll guide you through everything." [[The elevator doors open]] <audio src="http://www.kasisiharris.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/Foundry_Call_1_mp3.mp3" autoplay>

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Time is short! You breathe deep and focus. On the screen it reads: Welcome, $PName, to Bunker 313's Foundry Life Systems please select the function you wish to access: 1 - Fire Suppression Systems 2 - Air intanke and Exhaust Systems 3 - Climate Control Systems 4 - Coolant Pipeline Controls 5 - Material Transport Rail Overrides 6 - Emergency Cut-Off (link: "Enter Menu Selection:")[(set: $Choice to (prompt: "Enter Menu Selection:", "Select Number from Menu"))] [[Confirm Selection of Fire Suppression System]]

(if: $Choice is not "1")[You are not authorized to access this function. Please try again. [[Activate Fire Suppression Systems]]] (if: $Choice is "1")[(link: "Fire Suppression Sub Menu")[Fire Suppression System Commands: 1 - Emergency Shut-Off 2 - Activate Oxygen Suppression System 3 - Reboot Fire Suppression System 4 - Activate Emergency Water Suppression Systems (link: "Enter Menu Selection:")[(set: $FireChoice to (prompt: "Enter Menu Selection:", "Select Number from Menu"))]] [[You quickly hit the Enter Key]]]

"Your doing great, newbie!" Charlie says, "Now activate the fire suppression systems." You focus. [[Activate Fire Suppression Systems]]

As the elevator doors open. You see workers scrambling from a slow moving trail of molten metal. "Alright, you're on. I need you to summon your interface and access the Foundry's Life Systems. [[You focus and bring up your monitor and keyboard interface]] <audio src="http://www.kasisiharris.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/Screams.mp3" autoplay>

(if: $FireChoice is "4")[You hear the hiss of jets spraying water over the slow moving stream of molten metal. You take a few deep breaths and let out a sigh of relief. "Great job, newbie. You're a natural. Let's get back to the command center and see what old Eveylyn has to say about our performance." [[Return to the Command Center.]] (set: $RedCom1 to true) ] (if: $FireChoice is "1")[The monitor reads: You do not have authorization to activate the fire suppression emergency shut-off. Please try again. [[Confirm Selection of Fire Suppression System]]] (if: $FireChoice is "2")[The monitor reads: Activating Oxygens Suppression Systems will create an unbreathable environment for human inhabitants. Are you sure you wish to proceed? You quickly click, No. The monitor now reads: Please try again. [[Confirm Selection of Fire Suppression System]]] (if: $FireChoice is "3")[The monitor reads: You do not have authorization to perform a reboot of the Fire Suppression System. Please try again. [[Confirm Selection of Fire Suppression System]]]

As you walk into the Command Center several Logisticians applaud. Evenlyn and your mother stand waiting for you. "You definitely have what it takes," Evelyn says. "The First Expedition will thank its stars to have you. Go and spend some time with your family. Tomorrow, at 0700, travel at the entrance to the bunker. Once there, you'll meet the rest of your team. You hold our future in you hands, $PName. You walk out the Command Center, exhausted, but proud. You did it. You earned your position as a memeber of the First Expedition outside of Bunker 313. The End. Start the journey again! [[Introduction]]

You hear a call on over your earpiece: (Listen to Audio) "We're in deep doo-doo now, newbie. Get it? Doo-doo." Charlie says. You shake your head. "As soon as we get off the elevator, we'll get to work. Just remember to breathe, newbie. I'll guide you through everything." [[The elevator doors open.]] <audio src="http://www.kasisiharris.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/Sewage_Level.mp3" autoplay>

You hear a call on over your earpiece: (Listen to Audio) "A rouge harvest. We'll have to act fast. Get ready, newbie," Charlie says. "As soon as we get off the elevator, you'll need to bring up your interface. Just remember to breathe, newbie. I'll guide you through everything." (set: $filler_text to "You concentrate on the interface. The code is has 3 digits, that range from 0 to 9. You select each digit in turn.") (set: $locked to 1) (set: $x to 1) (set: $digit to (a:0,0,0)) [[The elevator doors slide open.]] <audio src="http://www.kasisiharris.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/Farmer_Help.mp3" autoplay>

As the elevator doors part, you see a countless number of pipes. You can hear the sound of flowing liquid as it moves through the pipes and in some cases pour down into resvoirs. There is a smell of sewage though suppressed by some deodorizing chemical. "Hurry up, newbie. Get your interface up. The sooner we can get out of here the better. [[You focus on summoning your interface.]] <audio src="http://www.kasisiharris.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/Sewage_Sound.mp3" autoplay>

"Your doing great, newbie!" Charlie says, "Now, connect to the Sewage Level Pump and Valve Systems." You focus. [[Connect to Sewage Level Pump & Valve Systems]]

Time is short! You breathe deep and focus. On the screen it reads: Welcome, $PName, to Bunker 313's Sewage Pump & Valve Systems please select the function you wish to access: 1 - Valve Controls 2 - Pump Controls 3 - Temperature Regulator 4 - Deoderizer Control (link: "Enter Selection:")[(set: $VChoice to (prompt: "Enter Menu Selection:", "Select Number from Menu"))] [[Confirm Pump & Valve Control Selection]]

(if: $VChoice is not "1")[You are not authorized to access this function. Please try again. [[Connect to Sewage Level Pump & Valve Systems]]] (if: $VChoice is "1")[(link: "Valve Control Menu")[Select Check-Valve: 1 - Check Valve 1 2 - Check Valve 2 3 - Check Valve 3 4 - Check Valve 4 (link: "Enter Menu Selection:")[(set: $ValveChoice to (prompt: "Enter Check Valve Selection:", "Select Number from Menu"))]] [[You Confirm the Valve Choice and hit the Enter Key]]]

(if: $ValveChoice is "4")[You hear the hear a huge mettalic click, as the check valve to the huge sewer pipe engages. After a few seconds, you see that the flow of sewage into the resevior has stopped. "Great job, newbie. The Engineers should be here at any moment. Let's get the heck out of here. Eveylyn and your mother owe me for this one." [[Return to the Command Center.]] (set: $YellowCom1 to true)] (if: $ValveChoice is "1")[You wait a few seconds but nothing happens. You rengage the valve and try again. [[Confirm Pump & Valve Control Selection]]] (if: $ValveChoice is "2")[You wait a few seconds but nothing happens. You rengage the valve and try again. [[Confirm Pump & Valve Control Selection]]] (if: $ValveChoice is "3")[You wait a few seconds but nothing happens. You rengage the valve and try again. [[Confirm Pump & Valve Control Selection]]]

A few hundred paces in front of you the large harvester slams, smashes, and crashes into anything in its vicinity. "Quick, newbie. Summon your interface." You take a deep breath and focus on summoning a keyboard and monitor. "This is where the hard work begins. Each harvester has a security code. In order to shut the harvester down, we'll need to crack this code. Typically, the code is the number of the Harvester followed by the number of the Sector its in. Now, focus and hack into the Harvester's interface." [[Your interface materializes in front of you.]] <audio src="http://www.kasisiharris.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/Robot-Smash.mp3" autoplay>

(if: $x >= 4)[ The code was invalid, you take a deep breath and focus harder. (set: $digit to (a: 0,0,0)) (set: $x to 1)] You take a deep breath and begin to enter the code. [[Enter Code]]

(set: $filler_text to "You concentrate on the interface. The code is has 3 digits, that range from 0 to 9. You select each digit in turn.") (set: $locked to 1) (set: $x to 1) (set: $digit to (a: 0,0,0))

(print: $filler_text) {(live: 0.5) [ (if: $x is <= 3)[The lock is set to: (print: $digit.join("-")) ](else:)[ (if: $digit's 1st is 8 and $digit's 2nd is 1 and $digit's 3rd is 2)[ (set: $locked to 0) (goto: "Access Granted")](else:)[ (goto: "Your interface materializes in front of you.")] ] ]} (display: "Digits")

<pre> (link-repeat: "Zero") [ (Set: $digit's $x to 0) (set:$x to it + 1)] (link-repeat: "One") [ (Set: $digit's $x to 1) (set:$x to it + 1)] (link-repeat: "Two") [ (Set: $digit's $x to 2) (set:$x to it + 1)] (link-repeat: "Three") [ (Set: $digit's $x to 3) (set:$x to it + 1)] (link-repeat: "Four") [ (Set: $digit's $x to 4) (set:$x to it + 1)] (link-repeat: "Five") [ (Set: $digit's $x to 5) (set:$x to it + 1)] (link-repeat: "Six") [ (Set: $digit's $x to 6) (set:$x to it + 1)] (link-repeat: "Seven") [ (Set: $digit's $x to 7) (set:$x to it + 1)] (link-repeat: "Eight") [ (Set: $digit's $x to 8) (set:$x to it + 1)] (link-repeat: "Nine") [ (Set: $digit's $x to 9) (set:$x to it + 1)]</pre>

(if: $locked is 1)[You enter the code, but access is still denied. The harvester continues to rampage. You have to hurry.] (else:)[The harvester immediately shuts down and topples over from its forward momentum. Charlie wipes his brow and let's out a sigh of relief, "Holy crap. For a second there, I didn't think we were going to stop that thing. Great work! Now, let's get back to the Command Center." [[Return to the Command Center.]]]

The image of Dr. Bourgeois turns his back to you but continues to speak. "You're not ready. Perhaps, in time you will be. But, too much of your father and mother's ideology still pollutes you mind. Go, you're brotherhood is elsewhere." [[You speak the word, "Return."]]

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