Surprising even my own subconscious or Other-Scape or whatever the philosophical term was, I woke up at nine the next morning
dozed a bit
imagined forest sex with Asami, an army of purple eyeballs watching from the canopy, a spiraling vortex to cartoon Pluto
then finally rolled off the bed around eleven.
My head was still fuzzy from getting a patchy amount of sleep, but I remembered very clearly the thing hovering outside the window. And the paralysis that came with it. Hoping it was just a variation on immersion haze, I went online and searched shadow creature with purple eyes that floats outside windows. No results except 18+ fan fiction. Okay, immersion haze then. Good.
The VR server made a beeping noise, winning my attention.
Right, time to play that ridiculous-…
I blinked several times before the message on the screen sank in.
Installation Failed. Try Again?
And stare out the window for another four hours?
I reached over and removed the game.
What I had to do was go back to Yosh and see if this really was Pluto 2280. My gut said he’d given me a knock-off by mistake, an ambush rip-off from a smaller developer maybe, and if I showed him some of it, his gut would say it too.
He might even feel guilty about hassling me so hard for the games yesterday.
As if it was my fault Ryu decided to be so fucking lax all of a sudden…
I picked up my phone and checked my messages.
Kuso, still lax.
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