fandomtownies | The Holoscene, Friday

Mae was still covered in green banana-shaped polka dots from yesterday's work shift at the Magic Box. She'd tried halfheartedly to scrub them off, then decided that looking like Patient Zero for a weird new disease was totally punk rock and wandered off to her favorite spot in town to play instead.

Huh, she'd been coming in to this place pretty regularly on Fridays, hadn't she. Maybe she should keep it up. Make this her official Friday Thing. Like she was coming to a job, only one where there were no customers, she never got paid, and she just messed around doing whatever the hell she wanted in a full immersive holographic environment.

So . . . like the best job ever.

Today she set about trying to get the holosuite to replicate the woods by her hometown, complete with abandoned mines and overgrown factory buildings, and hilarious punk rock gay boys who liked to play knife fights with you.

She couldn't get Gregg's face quite right, and all he did was flail his arms and yell "CRIMES!", but she could work with that for now. And then email him all about his hilariously terrible digital twin when she got back to her room later.

[shop door, holosuite door, and post are all open!]