Pseudo-IBM Mainframe Computers

Towering metal cabinets hum with processing heat, their front panels stitched with flickering status lights and rows of toggle switches. The computers dominate the control area’s raised staging platform, their magnetic tape drives spinning in sync as they integrate war room data feeds. Astra and Marshal’s confrontation unfolds against their steady electronic cadence. None of the characters touch the machines directly—their presence felt more as the locus of operational authority than as tools used for hands-on tasks.