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exsiliumlogs2012-08-05 12:59 pm
initiatesnpc) wrote in exsiliumlogs2012-08-05 12:59 pm
Entry tags:
- #plot post,
- alisha bailey (misfits),
- ashraf salib (original),
- collette "please" (animorphs),
- elissa cousland (dragon age),
- eridan ampora (homestuck),
- feferi peixes (homestuck),
- ico "von viking" (ico: citm),
- joseph "jericho" wilson (tta),
- koltira "sunshine" deathweaver (wow),
- martin "suave" darkov (original),
- peeta mellark (the hunger games),
- roslyn "mcsexy" small (original),
- sayaka miki (madoka magica),
- tony stark (mcu),
- ✝ alistair [dragon age],
- ✝ anders [dragon age],
- ✝ artika (original),
- ✝ bariyan e "drunkard" kodhi (original),
- ✝ barnaby "babbling" brooks jr [t&b],
- ✝ charles xavier (xm:fc),
- ✝ chloe saunders (darkest powers),
- ✝ commander shepard (mass effect),
- ✝ corosa nyem [original],
- ✝ danny williams [hawaii five-0],
- ✝ emma frost [marvel 616],
- ✝ fiona (dragon age),
- ✝ haymitch abernathy (hunger games),
- ✝ kaidan alenko (mass effect),
- ✝ nathaniel howe [dragon age],
- ✝ raven darkholme (xm:fc),
- ✝ steve rogers (mcu),
- ✝ takegami teijirou (mr. brain),
- ✝ tali'zorah vas normandy [mass effect],
- ✝ zelgadis greywords [slayers],
- ✞ — dropped characters — ✞
open log » ❝ The VR Program ❞
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.
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.
no subject
He slowly turned his head, scanning the nothing passing across his vision, trying to hold his breath for more than a second. More unaccountable powers. More things with no explanation or sense in the Darkov state of mind other than the glaring default. Yet Chloe was no monster, even with that conclusion being the only one he'd have. He refused it; she was too kind and...
"Alright," he managed, all but talking through his teeth. His stomach had roiled again, filling his mouth with a foul taste, but not the one he knew to be right. Nothing is right. Red-rimmed eyes were turned to stare back at her, bleak. "Then. Tell me what to do." Because I don't know. I was home. I want to go back.
fuuuuck elle, i am so sorry for this late ass tag, sob
And then he did speak, and a relieved smile flickered over her face, letting out a breath she had been holding. "Okay. I... I have to go back in there before they come out here." Her words were a lot braver than she felt, because the idea of heading back into the darkness was enough to make her sick, but she couldn't... She just couldn't let those poor souls suffer the indignity of being trapped. Or let them attack other people, should they escape.
I'VE DONE WORSE TBH
"Then let's go," he said, shifting in place before moving, stepping around her and back toward the door.