riverview | action/video; @b.crusher

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action/video; @b.crusher | ota!

a. action
[Beverly walks down this same street almost every day, on her way to and from work. From that coffeeshop on the corner to the weird little knick knack shop full of bits and bobs from across the multiverse, the sights have become very familiar to her. Which is maybe why this particular door showed up on this particular street. Or maybe it's all a coincidence. It's hard to say sometimes, in the Quarantine.

The door in question would not be a particularly remarkable one save for a unique symbol etched in the center of it. Even so, she easily might have missed it - hell, maybe she already has before today. But now that she's seen it, there's absolutely no chance she won't be investigating. The door opens easily and she lets out a surprised gasp when she sees what's inside.]

Oh!

b. network; video
Good evening everyone! For those of you who don't know me, I'm Beverly Crusher - and I found something a bit... unexpected today. [She grins.] A good sort of unexpected, though. Something from my home world that I'd like to share with you all.

[Here she carefully balances her phone against the wall so that it more or less shows both her and the room she's in. It's not readily apparent what sort of room it is as there is nothing in it and no windows or doors, only black walls, floors, and ceiling criss-crossed with glowing yellow grid-lines.]

Now, I know it doesn't look like much but! [She dances over to the middle of the room. She's really excited you guys!!!] Computer! Play File Dixon Hill, The Big Goodbye.

[Immediately, the room around her changes into a street scene from 1930s San Francisco. A figure wearing a fedora bumps into her. "Sorry, ma'am!" he says as he tips her hat and continues on his way, though not without first giving her an odd look - she is after all dressed in odd clothing for the era.]

It's a holodeck! Or well... I suppose since we're not on a ship it ought to be called a holosuite instead, but in any case, it's a holographic projection system that creates a virtual reality. There are only a few scenarios loaded onto the computer right now, but I plan on making more - with ideas and suggestions from you! I want this to be a collaborative creative project that we can all have fun with! There'll be a link below the video for more information and feel free to contact me with any questions you have!

[She gives a little cheerful wave goodbye before reaching down to turn off the video stream.]

ooc: And here is the info page for all holodeck related activities!

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I'll try to swing by, sure. Thanks.

[If Tony stops by, Beverly will still be in the holodeck, tooling around with the programs. No particular one is running, but occasionally an object or a character will appear, motionless and lifeless as she tweaks them. She's found most of the standard programs are missing and she'd like to recreate some of them - she just has to figure out the best ones to start with.]

[When Tony finds his way inside, it's with a look of genuine curiosity. He can't help but start a little as a figure appears next to him, but even Tony can tell there's nothing actually there behind the eyes. Damn if it doesn't look lifelike, though.

It takes a moment to look away from the holograms to find the actual woman, but he does immediately take off in her direction once he spots her.]

Dr Livingstone, I presume?

[She looks up, a small frown of confusion on her face.]

Livingstone?

[...right. Tony really needs to be aware that people are pretty likely not to get his references.

He gives her a slightly wry smile.]

Joke. Bad one. Dr Crusher?

[Sorry, Tony. She's just from too far in the future! By now, she is used to not getting references from people in Riverview thoug, so she simply accepts this as another instance of that. Smiling back at him, she offers her hand to shake.]

That's me. Pleased to meet you, Mr. Stark.

You too.

[He takes her hand, smile widening into something a little easier.]

Thanks for letting me come by.

My pleasure. Truth be told, it's not a bad idea to have someone else familiarize themselves with the systems, in case something breaks down in the future. I can do a lot but... at the end of the day, I'm a doctor, not an engineer.

[Tony can't help a huff of a laugh as he glances around.]

Well luckily, I am an engineer. And I'm happy to help, if I can.

Wonderful! Would you like me to run one of the programs for you?

Sure.

[He can't help a little bit of eagerness. Look, this stuff is cool and even Tony isn't immune to the lure of shiny new tech.]

Now... I don't know if some of the data simply got lost in the transfer through the portal or what but right now there are only a couple of programs loaded, though I'm working on that.

[She considers him for a moment.]

I have no doubt you'd be interested in seeing my ship but I think the Dixon Hill program might be a better demonstration of the holodeck's capabilities.

[One of Tony's eyebrows lifts at the mention of a ship, but he just gestures for her to go ahead. Honestly, he'll take whatever he can get at this point.]

How many programs does this thing usually have?

[She shrugs.]

Hundreds. Thousands, maybe. I've never exactly counted.

[The other eyebrow joins the first in obvious surprise. Okay, that's not quite what he was expecting.]

That's one hell of a memory storage.

Things do change in a few hundred years, you know.

[It pulls a huff of a laugh from him.]

I'd sure as hell hope so. So show me what you've got.

Computer. Play "Dixon Hill: The Long Dark Tunnel."

[There's a small answering chirp from the computer, acknowledgement of the command. Then the environment changes around them, almost instantaneously. They're now in a bar from the 1940s, the smoky darkness hiding some of the seediness of the place. In the window, the name of the bar can be read, albeit backwards: Rex's Bar. A few patrons sip their drinks, listen to music, smoke cigarettes. Most look up at Tony and Beverly's "entry" and exchange looks over their glasses at the strange attire of the newcomers.

Beverly leans over and whispers:]

Sorry. I ought to have warned you that they'll react to us as anyone from this era would if we just showed up looking like this.

[Even knowing what to expect, Tony still startles a little when it all appears. He finds himself staring around in something like fascination before the apology registers and he actually takes a look at the faces staring back at them. Huh.]

How much touch feedback is there? I mean is everything solid? Solidish?

Very solid - virtually indistinguishable from the real thing, other than when the safety protocols come into play.

Impressive.

[He runs his fingers gently over the nearest chair, just to see for himself. Not that he doubts her, exactly, some things just have to be experienced.]

Now I really want a look behind the curtain.

You sure? It's about to get a little more exciting...

More exciting?

[He glances at Beverly out of the corners of his eyes, though from the slight smile playing over his mouth, it's pretty clear that he's teasing.]

They're not about to start shooting, are they?

Well...

[As if on cue (it is a story she has played before, after all), there's the sound of gunshots and glass shattering behind them. Even though she knows it won't hurt them, still Beverly ducks and drags Tony with her behind the counter. It's all part of the game.

Through the chaos, the shooters drive away, tires squealing, while a couple of bar patrons run out after them. Others huddle around a figure in the middle whose been shot.]

[Tony nearly jolts out of his skin when the gunfire starts, though luckily it doesn't take too much effort to remind himself that none of it is real. He still finds himself taking a moment to slow his breathing as he leans back against the counter where Beverly had pulled him.]

You do this kind of thing for fun?

[It's accompanied by a breathless kind of laugh. The future must be a hell of a thing.]

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action? if you want

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