Viper
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Registered: Dec 2000
Location: Tacoma,WA,UnitedStates
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Originally posted by Cepheid
Then, just as the battle is about to take place... the system performs an illegal operation, and the virtual reality world crashes.
Heres more to the story for you guys, credit for Cepheid since his last post helped me with the continue of the story.
The Bosch clone then is brought back to the real world, where he finds himself in the mental asylum that he has been since he owned Freespace 2. He is still in the same room where the walls are like giant white pillows, and the cold steel door that has a small opening covered with three bars. The only things that are in his room, are the crappy computer that has the vast amout of Freespace wallpaper and screen savers. His computer is squared-shape, with warships and fighters plastured all over it. It shows the Shivans, Vasudans, and Terrans all battling for survival. He has a joystick to play Freespace with, not the most expensive, or the one that had the most buttons, but he like any real Freespace fan would know that a joystick + Freespace = Maximum fun. The lamp is what gives off the little amount of light that is in his cell. Since people have not invented Freespace lamps, he painted bluprints to some of his favorite ships to the black lamp. He used some of the little amounts of food he recieved per day to paint the lamp. Since the lamp gave light, he was able to play Freespace hours and hours on end without his eyes hurting. Other than the electronics, there was a pile of the strait jackets he had broken free in the corner of the cell. He was able to escape from the pale white strait jacket that was originally strapped and tied to him this morning, the love of Freespace drives his body over the limits, and he finds the strength needed to break through many jackets. Guards check often to see if he is behaving, but this like many times, is cursing the computer for having the illegal operation crap. Guards burst in and restraint him long enough for him to have another strait jacket tied and buckled to him. They keep him off the computer and Freespace so that he can have the least amount of time as possible away from thinking about the end of the world when he rules it as the new and better Bosch. After the guards force him to swallow some pills to make him relaxed and drowsy, they left him on the floor of his cell, defeated. He is left on the floor, exhasted and light-headed from the fight with the guards, but is still tense from the recent break-out. He stares endlessly at the ceiling and trys to rethink ways as to how to escape from his cell and this asylum. Its not until the pills take effect, that he eventually falls asleep, listening to the lasers and beam turrents firing off in the false battle on the screen saver, on his black and dirty computer. So another day ends and so does another part of this story, but i assure you that Bosch, won't be staying in this room, for very long...
...TO BE CONTINUED.
Please give me feedback on my story so far, I love it when people tell me about what they thought about my stories. If you want, please rate it on a scale of 1-10.(or what ever scale system you want.)
~Viper~
"crazy about Freesace." 
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