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initiates NPCs ([personal profile] initiatesnpc) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs2012-08-05 12:59 pm

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.
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[personal profile] curepotion 2012-10-06 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
"I have this nightmare enough to get used to it."

He noted, his voice low and quiet as he headed towards the glass elevator, the light above the doors flickering ominously. Riku's back was straight, his shoulders shaking slightly, arms tense and at his side. Yes, he'd gotten used to this nightmare, that much was true--but that didn't mean that he was okay with what was happening. He looked back towards her as they opened, and nodded his head inside. "It's safe."