Whereas this is my plan
  • Tell Protectorate the whole story
  • After they verify his story they can work out what resources they can offer and it will put him in touch with the Triumvirate just because someone important will need to take over this mess.
  • If all else fails they can track down Cauldron anyway.
It skips the whole years long steps of become a trusted hero and befriending people.

No offence, but I feel like at this point we've crossed from "Alex seems a bit OOC" to "The central conceit of your story is wrong". I'm not saying that the way I've plotted this is foolproof, (Gods know that as my first story its had issues!) but it's what I came up with this time, for better or worse. Perhaps when I'm a bit more experienced I could perfectly capture a world and have the story flow organically from that, but as is a little bit of authorial fiat is required.

Forgive a new writer his mistakes?

Either way, thanks for the advice!
 
True. But remember, its not only Alex thinking (and Alex is no genius himself).

In order, the opinions on Atlas' intelligence are as fallows.

Alexandria: A smart man when he needs to be, but reckless at the best of times.

Legend: A man that can stick to his guns, full answer.

Eidolon: To this day I wonder how he's gotten a job, married and survived, in that order.

Hero: He's an idiot.

Doctor Mother/Manton/Fortuna: he has intelligence?

No offence, but I feel like at this point we've crossed from "Alex seems a bit OOC" to "The central conceit of your story is wrong". I'm not saying that the way I've plotted this is foolproof, (Gods know that as my first story its had issues!) but it's what I came up with this time, for better or worse. Perhaps when I'm a bit more experienced I could perfectly capture a world and have the story flow organically from that, but as is a little bit of authorial fiat is required.

Forgive a new writer his mistakes?

Either way, thanks for the advice!

Don't hear to many complaints from me. I'm happy to read whatever you can bring to the table.

Besides, it's writing for fun, don't worry about it.
 
Yeah and Rebecca POV confirms that Piggot meant an archive request.
It amuses me more to take it literally however.

It's actually not the worst idea now that I think about it. I imagine there are docs under lock and key only the heads of an agency would be approved to touch.

It'd be hilarious if the PRT had a paper archive or ancient computer system only the director can access full of info on capes from the 80s.
 
It's actually not the worst idea now that I think about it. I imagine there are docs under lock and key only the heads of an agency would be approved to touch.

It'd be hilarious if the PRT had a paper archive or ancient computer system only the director can access full of info on capes from the 80s.
Somebody say Strangers? :p There probably are documents that need extremely high security, if there are any blueprints for the Birdcage for example however I doubt Alex Everetts case notes are in there. Unless ... Alexandria, what did you do?

And regarding the ancient computer system, I could see it, documents are spread over multiple floppy disks due to their size and Rebbeca can't be bothered to patch them together since she's memorised them all anyway and anyone with the security clearance to read them has better things to do.
Except Dragon, she's just not backwards compatible. :V
 
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Somebody say Strangers? :p There probably are documents that need extremely high security, if there are any blueprints for the Birdcage for example however I doubt Alex Everetts case notes are in there. Unless ... Alexandria, what did you do?

And regarding the ancient computer system, I could see it, documents are spread over multiple floppy disks due to their size and Rebbeca can't be bothered to patch them together since she's memorised them all anyway and anyone with the security clearance to read them has better things to do.
Except Dragon, she's just not backwards compatible. :V

Bad guy breaks into PRT archive.

It's an ancient Mac clone and there's just several hundred unlabeled soft floppy disks and a custom OS that's give a tinker or thinker a headache.
 
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