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.

Comments

[noble_nate]

Nathaniel's not about to just leave Roslyn to fend for herself, but he has a sense that she's reluctant to do any real violence against these people, even if they are just dreams.

Another one advances on him, and he kicks out beneath the man's legs, knocking him to the floor.

[boughtabookstore]

She's not going to kill them, not going to hurt them more than she has to because whatever they might be the faces they wear have been hurt too much already. Bent and twisted in the worst ways and she can't watch that happen to them again.

Piri makes his move and Roslyn turns her face away at the last second, listens to the kick rather than watches it. It leaves her wide open to Madison's first attack and at first she retreats under it before standing her ground, taking a stance.

"I'm serious, Nathan, you should get out of here." She moves just a bit to the left, watches Madison (not quite Madison) turn with her.

[noble_nate]

Nathaniel takes an uncertain step backwards. "We should both get out of here... there has to be a way out of this."

He had made it out of the last one, after all.

[boughtabookstore]

There's a moment of realization. She could do that. She could just go, leave this memory turned sour and sharp behind her. If he got in, there was a way out.

"Head for the door. I'll be right behind you."

[noble_nate]

Nathaniel nods as he backs slowly towards the door, making sure to keep the attackers in his sight. He won't go out of his way to harm any of them, but his hand is on the bow strapped to his back just in case.

[boughtabookstore]

She finishes circling and backs up after him, keeping her eye on her team. (Not her team.) They still look like they want to jump her, like they're just waiting for the right moment.

A moment she has no inclination to give them. "Let's go."

[noble_nate]

Nathaniel yanks the door open and grabs Roslyn's arm, pulling her through it. As he slams it shut he can see the people in the room starting to advance towards it menacingly.

[boughtabookstore]

She grabs a chair, takes the moment she needs to wedge it under the handle, and then grabs him and pulls him after her.

"Be quiet. I know how to get us out of here without running into anyone else."

[noble_nate]

Nathaniel nods his head as he allows Roslyn to lead him away from the room. He’s experienced in stealth, and has no problem refraining from making any noise.

[boughtabookstore]

The labs are down to the left, they shouldn't be staffed at these hours but she doesn't want to take that risk. The front door will be watched. If they head to the archives, there's a window out. She pulls him down a hall and starts to head down the stairs as quickly as she can. If they make it to the archives, they'll probably be safe.

[noble_nate]

They head down the stairs, luckily not encountering anyone along the way. "Where are we headed?" he asks quietly.

[boughtabookstore]

"Archives." A left, listening out for every movement she can. "It's the best exit without being spotted, and believe me --"

They do not want to be spotted, and she pulls open the door to the archives and stops dead. Mr. Stone, looking middle aged and unintimidating in a completely dishonest way, is blocking their way.

"Roslyn," he says, holding out his hand. "Why do you want to leave?"