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Quentin Beck ([personal profile] itsamysterio) wrote in [community profile] revivalproject2022-03-23 05:37 pm

Curious...

CW: gaslighting and emotional abuse

Some may have noticed that Tony Stark has been absent since the moon stopped screaming, but once the network was restored he was curiously still on the he-row database. So that meant he was probably still around, right?

But now, he's no where to be found, seemingly scrubbed from the network. Those with the comms datapoint maybe be able to see that this was NOT the same as when others have suddenly gone home. Tony's information is still there, but locked away behind layers of code. Does that mean he's still out there somewhere? Can communication be restored before it's too late? And who would want to do such a thing in the first place?

Curiouser still, a certain exo (Felwinter) may have seen one Quintin Beck come to the security tower to switch datapoints not long before it happened. Not that it was uncommon for Beck to do so, but the timing...it sure is interesting.

(For anyone who some how got here without knowing what's going on this post will explain, post any questions there and I'll be happy to answer them.

Feel free to use this post as a place to thread reactions to the discovery, or feel welcome to have this knowledge in any future threads)
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[personal profile] in_extremis 2022-03-25 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[There isn't anything else moving in the forge, not even a shiver from the catwalk above, where part of it has been dislodged from the wall to droop precariously over the scattered heap that used to be Tony's bed. The armor that had hung there slouched now against the all, looking dented and fragile.

D.A.T.A. appears appreciative of the attention, stretching his leg in greeting toward Cayde. The paper is a familiar map, knocked from where it had been pinned to the workbench and slightly scorched at the edge. The robot doesn't have much to tell Sundance, though; Tony was there, working, and then he was gone, and D.A.T.A. was no more complete and on the floor. The other cameras that D.A.T.A. could see did not have much to show either, only empty streets, cleared of the fog, quiet like they had been when the network went dark.]
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[personal profile] deal_me_in 2022-03-25 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[The more he takes in, the less Cayde likes. It doesn't make any sense, even less so for how normal things appeared to have been before...whenever this all happened. But then there was a lot of whenever.

Cayde carefully sets the map on the workbench, picking D.A.T.A. up, whatever's left of him. He'd rather not leave the little guy here, especially not if someone was behind this mess and thought to come back.
]

Come on,  buddy. We're going to get to the bottom of this. Sundance, lock things up.