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test drive meme: november 2019
Redshift: Welcome to the v͖͕̺̲̘̱̜͎o̴̦̣̠̦̘̹͞i̯̖d̛̪̬͈̱̦̝͍̕.
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a. the truth hurts.
As though everything happening in the past month wasn't enough, there's been a minor explosion in one of the labs. No one hurt, if you don't count the hapless maintenance bot that caused the explosion in the first place.
But there are gases drifting through the laboratories, some of them making their way into the air vents, invisible to the purifiers in the system thanks to the explosion. And those gases are leaking into the air around Anchor, little pockets of danger waiting to be breathed in.
Those who breathe the gasses in might be the unluckiest Anchorites of all.
They're stuck telling the whole truth and nothing but the truth for the next five hours, give or take. Good luck with that!
But there are gases drifting through the laboratories, some of them making their way into the air vents, invisible to the purifiers in the system thanks to the explosion. And those gases are leaking into the air around Anchor, little pockets of danger waiting to be breathed in.
Those who breathe the gasses in might be the unluckiest Anchorites of all.
They're stuck telling the whole truth and nothing but the truth for the next five hours, give or take. Good luck with that!
b. retromedia.
Oblivious to what's going on inside Anchor, the shift rages outside, bringing shadows of things and places from other worlds, those things flickering into existence and out of it again.
The bad news is that the Whole Foods is gone.
The good news is the shift left something behind in its place.
A long, squat building, with cement walls painted over with stucco and punctuated by big windows. A flat roof with slanted sides, painted a deep blue. In bold yellow letters bolted to the roof, a sign:
BLOCKBUSTER
The sliding doors are broken, bouncing open and shut steadily, but the inside is clean and well-stocked with rack upon rack upon row upon row of VHS tapes, all of them neatly packaged in plastic boxes. Some of them have the movie covers on them, but most bear the Blockbuster logo and tiny labels running down the back, declaring the box's contents. There's a giant, somewhat busted up standee of Tim Allen as The Santa Clause, flickering holiday lights strung unevenly from the ceiling, and symbols of various seasonal holidays stuck up along the walls and windows.
Any movie you could possibly want lies within, or at least any movie you could possibly want that was released on Earth during or before 1994. And don’t worry if you can't find a VHS player in Anchor! There are whole shelves of VCRs tucked into one of the closets, apparently part of an aborted plan to rent out VCRs along with movies.
Poor Blockbuster. They were innovators. And now they're lost to the sands of the red shift.
The bad news is that the Whole Foods is gone.
The good news is the shift left something behind in its place.
A long, squat building, with cement walls painted over with stucco and punctuated by big windows. A flat roof with slanted sides, painted a deep blue. In bold yellow letters bolted to the roof, a sign:
The sliding doors are broken, bouncing open and shut steadily, but the inside is clean and well-stocked with rack upon rack upon row upon row of VHS tapes, all of them neatly packaged in plastic boxes. Some of them have the movie covers on them, but most bear the Blockbuster logo and tiny labels running down the back, declaring the box's contents. There's a giant, somewhat busted up standee of Tim Allen as The Santa Clause, flickering holiday lights strung unevenly from the ceiling, and symbols of various seasonal holidays stuck up along the walls and windows.
Any movie you could possibly want lies within, or at least any movie you could possibly want that was released on Earth during or before 1994. And don’t worry if you can't find a VHS player in Anchor! There are whole shelves of VCRs tucked into one of the closets, apparently part of an aborted plan to rent out VCRs along with movies.
Poor Blockbuster. They were innovators. And now they're lost to the sands of the red shift.
c. sweet sweet self-care.
While sickness persists inside Anchor's walls, those in recovery seem to be getting better every day. And while the health bots have been working overtime, some of their processes have gotten a little borked up from all the work they've been doing.
Along with medical care, they're now administering lectures to their captive audiences about the value of diet and exercise, the importance of personal hygiene, and the healing properties of massage. Some of them are forcing massages on people just to prove their point, which, y'know, could be a lot worse. At least they're good at massages?
The spa bots are getting in on the action, nagging the healthy to come for relaxation and decontamination in one gloriously bubbly swoop. They've converted several of their spa pools into sweet-smelling antibacterial baths, so you can make extra-sure you got those visiting-a-sick-friend cooties off!
No, seriously, go with them. Before they drag you there and make you take a bath like an unruly two-year-old.
Believe them, it's worth it. If you complete a circuit of the spa, including the antibacterial baths and the fresh and zesty decontamination shower, you get a shiny sparkly holographic sticker that says "YOU ARE FREE OF DISEASE" in little cheerful bubble-letters. They designed them all by themselves, totally from scratch. Are you proud?
Along with medical care, they're now administering lectures to their captive audiences about the value of diet and exercise, the importance of personal hygiene, and the healing properties of massage. Some of them are forcing massages on people just to prove their point, which, y'know, could be a lot worse. At least they're good at massages?
The spa bots are getting in on the action, nagging the healthy to come for relaxation and decontamination in one gloriously bubbly swoop. They've converted several of their spa pools into sweet-smelling antibacterial baths, so you can make extra-sure you got those visiting-a-sick-friend cooties off!
No, seriously, go with them. Before they drag you there and make you take a bath like an unruly two-year-old.
Believe them, it's worth it. If you complete a circuit of the spa, including the antibacterial baths and the fresh and zesty decontamination shower, you get a shiny sparkly holographic sticker that says "YOU ARE FREE OF DISEASE" in little cheerful bubble-letters. They designed them all by themselves, totally from scratch. Are you proud?
d. the network.
Need to get hold of someone, call for help, ask the city at large a question? Need to ask a friend which 1980s teen movie classic to watch at movie night? Maybe you need to hold your sat phone up to whatever crazy thing you're seeing and send out a recording to double-check if your eyes are deceiving you and what you're looking at is real?
Whatever the reason, the network is going strong, so feel free to include a post to it in your top-levels.
Whatever the reason, the network is going strong, so feel free to include a post to it in your top-levels.
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[ Ben knows it might be a bit of a risk, watching this movie that will remind Julie of a happy time before everything went so awfully wrong. He wonders if, in a way, he's lucky. He'd never had a time like that. Things had started wrong, and he hadn't had anything to compare them to. So really, it had taken quite a while for him to realize that better was even an option. Not for Julie, though. She'd had safety and happiness, and then they'd been taken from her.
Still, if it dredges anything up, they'll deal with that when it happens. She wants to watch this movie and Ben is happy to be the one watching with her.
And he finds himself immediately laughing at the cheesiness of the initial scene, the ludicrous appearance of the ghosts themselves as they try to terrorize some children away from an old house. But it is not a mean laughter - just startled, full of enjoyment. Ben doesn't laugh often, but it is a very infectious one. ]
Oh my god, is it all like this?
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But she doesn't think too much about her past. There are many good reasons for that.]
Uh-- haha, yeah, pretty much. [Julie replies with a laugh of her own, grabbing her bag of popcorn and opening it.]
I dunno, felt like you were the kind of guy who'd appreciate cheesy nineties humour.
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[ And a little part of Ben can't help being delighted that she thinks of him as that sort of guy. Someone who would appreciate cheesy humor. Not as a terrifying inhuman weirdo. Not as an uptight creep. Not as scary or stern or any of that. But as someone who would laugh at stupid, stupid jokes from a kids' movie.
And Ben does laugh. He laughs a lot. And scoffs, every time one of the ghosts moves some physical object, gesturing at the screen before shoving some popcorn in his mouth and insisting: ]
This is total slander. This is totally inaccurate! It's like they didn't even hire a ghost to consult on the script or anything!
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All in the past, now, though.
Julie laughs at the movie, too, though she finds she's far more fascinated with how much Ben laughs. It looks like her estimation of his sense of humour had been right on the money.]
Oh my god, Ben. [She snickers.] Do ghosts just hang around a ouija board on the off-chance they can make it in Hollywood?
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[ It's nice, hanging with Julie like this, being able to joke like this. A lot of the time Ben isn't sure people in this place will appreciate his somewhat morbid sense of humor. But Julie gets it.
So he keeps on munching on that popcorn, laughing at the movie and occasionally mocking it, though in a rather gentle way. This is a film that Julie remembers from before things went wrong, after all. Ben doesn't want to ruin the fun. Even if it is very silly at times. ]
Seriously, though, this girl has serrrriously got a thing for a ghost. How's she think that's gonna end, huh?
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[Called it from the first time they bumped into each other. Julie roots around in the bag for another few pieces of popcorn and tosses one up into the air before (just barely) catching it in her mouth.
Then she grins and nudges her elbow lightly against Ben's side.]
Dead guys can be charming too. Speaking from experience.
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Then, when Julie says dead guys can be charming, Ben laughs: ]
Do... you - mean me? Or are you friends with some other dead guy I don't know about?
[ Honestly, considering how many of the people in the Anchor seem to have died or be dying back home, Ben wouldn't be all that surprised. It's difficult to tell if Julie is teasing him, or referring to someone else, or maybe a bit of both.
He could call himself a lot of things, but he's pretty damn sure that 'charming' isn't one of them. ]
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You know there's a zombie thing where I'm from, yeah? Did I tell you that?
[God, she forgets who does and doesn't know. Always taking for granted that everyone knows already, because it's easy to forget, too, that not all of them come from the same place.]
Except, we're fixing it now. Some of them are getting better. Some of the personalities that come out when they start to get back to who they used to be... [She shakes her head, smiling slightly.]
It's weird. But cool.