Non-Virtual Reality (One on One: Nariel and Timethian)
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				Title: <strong>Non-Virtual Reality (One on One: Nariel and Timethian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>22-01-2006, 09:53:04</strong>
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				The world had moved on, as they often said. Mankind had shown its intent to find new and more destructive ways to kill itself off for centuries... and finally, after the Third World War, they had succeeded in spades. In 2089, nearly 7/10 of the Earth's population had been killed.off, the rest forced to flee to a series of underground facilities.<br><br>This was the world of 2134. The surface world is a thing of myth, known only in holorecordings and the occasional allowed pass to holosuites for relaxation. Even those, some assumed, had been so far removed from reality -- but anything beat the same bare, grey walls every night.<br><br>This time, Angelos Maeker had a three-pass. Three days, unrestricted access to whatever program in the system he wanted. He knew the one in question: Bordello 2005. A sex-game, sure... with little more point than to try to get through as many of the women there as possible in as short a time as possible. With three days... he would be able to go through the majority of the options, he was sure.<br><br>Licking his lips, he steps into the booth, calling up the program. A moment later, he was there.<br><br>The scene of cigar-smoke, perfume, and the insipient sand of the Nevada desert assaulted his senses almost immediately. The bell over the door rang immediately, even as he closed it behind him... and, in his hurry, forgetting to set the simple lock that would close off the program to any others. And, while that door will no longer be the entrance -- the door adjusting the entrance point to each user, it is regrettably quite possible that anyone else could join him.<br><br>His body is reclothed upon entry, his drag work outfit teleported off him, and a period costume placed over his frame. Jeans... a soft, denim shirt that showed off his frame well. Something metal, a ring slicing through the top of one ear.<br><br>A woman approaches him... all this is par for the norm. In a few moments, he'll have set up payment, and will seek out the first of his conquests for the night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Non-Virtual Reality (One on One: Nariel and Timethian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nariel</strong> on <strong>22-01-2006, 22:12:46</strong>
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				She heard of it before but this would be her first time entering into this virtual world. Usually she was caught in the mist of a book trying to learn as much about how things were. Yes, she was one of those people that had a hunger for knowledge. However her friend had given her this pass telling her that she needed to get out of her dreary quarters and experience life as it was now and not as it was then. Tatiana snorted but accepted the pass just to get her friend off of her back. <br><br>So here she was looking around for a room to enter. The person that instructed her was not to helpful and only confused her more than she was already confused. Letting out a sigh she just moved towards a door that had been left open. If she knew things would have been this complicated she would have just stayed home and read some more. <br><br>Flicking her hair over her shoulder she made her way over to the unit that would be using. With more than a bit of agitation she ran her fingers through the brown hair that was streaked with light blonde highlights. She realized that she did not even know what the name of this game was. Take it to her not to take interest in something she had been given. Shrugging her shoulders she stepped into the opening and the scenery suddenly changed. <br><br>Where she was she had no idea. It was like something out of the books she had read and instantly she was captivated. Tatiana walked past a few people oblivious to them until she felt someone tug at her arm. Turning she looked at them with questioning eyes before she was dragged off and out of the public eye. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Non-Virtual Reality (One on One: Nariel and Timethian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>timethian</strong> on <strong>27-01-2006, 07:22:34</strong>
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				The woman who takes her back clucks her tongue a bit, smiling, "You, dear, have been taking far too long making yourself up. The callers will be in almost any minute now. We have one of our best coming in today... a wealthy gentleman who always treats our girls with the utmost respect... and, typically, the first he chooses gets the biggest gratuity. I know this is your first day, but you really need to be more prompt."<br><br>The program, not expecting her, had already shifted itself to adjust the situation to fit the players. In fact, it had already affected Tatiana as well... teleporting her clothes off of her, and leaving her in a racy number that seems practically stripped from her naughtiest dreams -- suggestive, but not ultimately revealing, a combination of sleepwear and seductive teddy, with enough layers to suggest that it could easily quite the opposite.<br><br>It is then that Angelos enters through the door, led by a matronly-looking woman. He is actually quite good-looking, even if his attire doesn't scream money. Jeans, a denim shirt, and a single, gold hoop in his earlobe.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Non-Virtual Reality (One on One: Nariel and Timethian)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nariel</strong> on <strong>27-01-2006, 21:51:33</strong>
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				She was no longer aware that her life was different than the game. To her conscious this was her life now and she would only recall when her time was up on the machine. <br><br>Tatiana looked over at the woman dragging her along as she tried to recall why she was here. Things were so foggy that she couldn’t even recall what happened to her yesterday or even what she had done this morning when she woke up. This woman however seemed to know her and she was telling her that she should be ready ..but ready for what. <br><br>As she moved a light breeze blew over her skin and she looked down at her attire and her eyes widened. Some part of her rebelled at the thought of being in something like this but then as she moved on an saw that everyone was dressed in very much the same way …well what could she do really? Perhaps this was the way they were told to dress. Even something as simple as that she could not remember.<br><br>“ Are you saying then that it is a good thing if I am chosen first? Should I try and make myself known more so than the others then?” Tatiana was a bit lost on how this thing was to go but she was sure once her memory came back she would be fine. Perhaps she had, had more than she should have to drink and that was the reason for her dizziness and disorientation. <br><br>Before an answer could come another woman walked in and this time a man followed behind her. Tatiana looked over at him in wonder. The man was indeed appealing to the eye. The way his jeans clung to his body was suggestive of many things and the loop in his ear had words like rebel running through her head. <br><br>She did not glance away or hide her appreciation of his looks. As she looked over him a smile played on her lips. She recalled now what she was and where she was and she knew why this man was here. Her tongue darted out against her lips and she moved over to where the others were. Perhaps this one she would have some fun with. <br>
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