open log » ❝ The VR Program ❞

[initiatesnpc]

Date & Time: August 5th, mid morning.
Location: Anywhere characters happen to be/the VR.
Characters: Everyone.
Summary: From August 5th to August 8th, characters are plunged involuntarily into the VR Program.
Warnings: Potential violence within the threads.

When the chance arises, she's quick to take it. The programming is incomplete, she knows; the simulation isn't ready — but she's not likely to get another shot at it. And so she moves, slipping through security codes to input the command. The machines hum to life with nothing but a flicker of a green light in a dark room, and it takes only seconds to establish connections. The signal is sent out; the weapons respond.

In a single pulse, reality drops away.

There will be darkness at first as the mind realigns itself to the signals being sent it. Slowly, the darkness fades, forms take shape. People take shape. The setting is terribly familiar, plucked from the user's own mind. It might feel like a dream at first, with events playing out as if predestined, the would-be dreamer moving through a familiar and unalterable route in them. But as things begin to feel more and more realistic, as more senses more fully connect to the simulation, awareness will change. This is not a dream. This is more than a memory.

Welcome to the VR.

Only 20 minutes later, in some underground quarters, Doctor Sponde is roused from an undignified sprawl. He's hastily briefed and shuttled toward the command center, looking grim. He knows the problem demands an immediate fix, but… well, this is some complex machinery. It could take some time. It could take days. He gets to work.

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[fe_male]

Now this one. He could potentially get used to this one. There's a brief moment where he considers that JARVIS might like it here - there are things that JARVIS likes and doesn't like; you can tell by how quickly he learns in some areas versus others, such as how quickly he picked up sarcasm but how long it took him to learn how to filter and screen emails, the lazy bum - and then there are shots being fired and his natural instincts take over, diving behind something that looks pretty sturdy.

It doesn't take long to follow the pattern and pick out the person who looks familiar here. He claps his hands a couple of times to get her attention as he calls over, 'Hey! You got anything spare?'

[twiceadays]

Tony Stark. If anyone could find their way into something like this, Shepard supposes that it will probably be him. She doesn't hesitate to slip one of her pistols from its place on her hip and slide it over to him. "You're in luck. I always carry spares!"

There's something about having someone else here that eases her. It's difficult enough to face things on your own, but to do it against people who are meant to be close to you... Well, at least she can share the burden.

"The big one," she says, leveling her rifle at the krogan. "He'll regenerate as quickly as you can fire a shot off, and he likes to make people into paste." She points her gun at Kaidan, whose hands glow blue from his biotics. "That one is more impressive than me with those biotics. So be careful."

[fe_male]

He picks it up, glancing it over - guns are guns, usually, but it still helps to make sure that you're not about to shoot yourself in the face with a secondary attack or something, because that would just be really annoying - and then turns to face the attackers. Glance over to Kaidan, because, okay, sure, blue glowing shit, that's cool, that's not weird. Still. Even.

'What'd you do to piss off the dinosaur?'

It's a pretty nice gun though, to be honest. He'd like to keep it and see how it actually works when they get back. Supposing this whole thing isn't just a bag of dicks and evaporates it or something when all's told and defeated.

[twiceadays]

What'd she do? Shepard would like to know the answer to that question herself. One minute, things are going along smoothly according to memory, the next her own friends are turning on her. "Maybe he just doesn't like the way I look today." There's a cheeky grin to her words, even if she doesn't feel particularly excited about this whole ordeal.

She takes aim at Wrex, barely feeling the jerk of her weapon when it fires. "Here's a question for you, Stark. How'd you even get here?"

If they get through this just fine, Shepard will be more than happy to give him one of her guns.

[fe_male]

[ Question was mostly rhetorical, but hey. Whatever. He aims at one of the things she indicated - and the fact that they're shooting at them helps - and opens fire with the new weapon. Pretty nifty. He might one was to take one of these home with him. ]

The hell should I know? I was in my own... Level, thank you very much, then went through a door that hadn't been there and isn't here anymore, and now it looks like I'm stuck until we win. Easy, right? I'm gonna sic JARVIS on whoever wrote this crap-ass code, okay. Is that okay?

[twiceadays]

Your own level? [She takes a moment to pull her attention from the enemies to focus on him. Are you serious right now, Tony?] This is the worst video game I've ever been forced to play. [A groan as she takes another shot at the krogan.] I'd love to see that, Stark.

[fe_male]

[ Do you have problems with his lexicon or his world view here, he can't tell. ]

You clearly haven't played - well, actually, you probably haven't. This isn't that bad, aside from the mental I will pee on everything you ever loved aspect. So, really, still not that bad. In terms of virtual reality it's a little unbelievable but it's at least got some decent graphics. There's some tearing when you shoot too many at once, but I don't think that's a problem most people actually have. [ lo siento; you mentioned aspects of a video game to a computer programmer ]

You may just, actually. I'm not sure how vendettive he can actually get, but I'd be willing to test it.

[twiceadays]

[She has problems with this entire mess, really. It's nothing personal on you, Tony.]

Sorry, wasn't much of a video game girl growing up. [Because she was on a farming planet, mostly.] I am starting to hate everything in this place, seriously. [She needs a drink after this. Or right now, but unfortunately, she doesn't carry booze around with her.] So is there a way we can actually force the program to shut down?

[fe_male]

[ He doesn't either, but he should see if he can get on that post-haste as soon as they're out of here. ]

You mean aside from just beating it?