Eerie, Indiana fanfiction: Virtual Reality

[froodle]

The Teller's home computer covered three desks and spilled out over a good portion of the floor. Marshall and Simon slipped off their shoes and navigated coiling rivers of wire and cable in mismatched socks. Dash stood by the doorway, ostensibly keeping an eye out in case Marshall's parents returned unexpectedly and caught them sneaking into Edgar's cramped and over-crowded study. In reality, he was hoping Teller would catch his foot on one of the many tangled leads and take a header into the bank of filing cabinets standing sentinel against the far wall.

"This is it," said Marshall. "Things Incorporated's newest invention - virtual reality computer games."

Simon picked up a heavy black helmet covered in flashing diodes and small intricate dials that connected to nothing at all and appeared to have been added for aesthetic effect.

"This is very cool," he said.

"You want to try it out?" asked Marshall, in a tone which indicated that he very much wanted to try it out. Simon nodded eagerly, hopping from foot to foot as Marshall moved a sheaf of computer printouts from a nearby chair to the windowsill.

"Take a seat," he said grandly, and Simon hopped up, his grin wide, the VR helmet cradled in his lap.

Atop the nearest monitor, a bright green digital read-out flashed steadily, twelve o'clock, on and off. Dash spotted it and rolled his eyes.

"Dash, give me a hand," said Marshall, disappearing beneath one of the tables and dragging an overloaded extender socket with him. "There's a tower with a CD loader by the door - take the red cable from the helmet and plug it in to the hole in the back, then pass me the yellow lead so I can plug it in here."

Dash thought about refusing, just to be difficult, but the truth was he was kind of curious himself. He did as he was told, although he did jerk the yellow co-axial out of Teller's hands a couple of times, pretending it was an accident.

Finally Marshall emerged from beneath the computer desk, dust bunnies in his hair and little pieces of solder caught in the fabric of his shirt.

"Okay," he said. "Simon, you ready?"

"I was born for this," said Simon, slipping the black-visored helmet on so that it completely covered his face.

Marshall knelt beside a CPU the size of a mid-range chest freezer and pressed the power button. There came a low electronic whine and the clatter of a CD-ROM spinning into life. The four screens perched on the cluttered desktops lit up, the monitors displaying green pixelated images on a black background.

Marshall, who had been grinning with anticipation, suddenly went very pale.

"Get it off him," he said, reaching for the waist-height plug sockets and wrenching them out with no regard for the laminated poster demonstrating proper shut-down procedure taped to the wall above the computer. "Dash, get that helmet off him now."

"What's wrong?" asked Simon, blinking in the late afternoon sunlight as the VR headset was none too gently yanked off his head.

Marshall picked up the discarded jewel case that lay beside the keyboard. His hands were shaking, though he managed to keep his voice steady.

"It was already loaded," he said, holding out the box so they could inspect the cover art.

"What's the Oregon Trail?" asked Dash.

Simon flinched backwards, so hard he almost toppled out of his seat.

"Guys, this is really bad," said Marshall. "I think my dad's company is planning to kill people off using virtual reality dysentery."

The three of them absorbed this in silence for a moment.

"Shit," said Dash.

"Literally," said Marshall.





Microwave-verse

Bonfire by froodle, in which Pinocchio is ruined forever

Gingerbread by froodle, in which there is a witch in the Eerie Woods

Leaves by froodle, in which plantlife finds Marshall entirely too enticing

Offspring by froodle, in which there are dragons

Based on Your Previous Purchases by froodle, in which Mars should really pay attention to Amazon's reccomendations

Housework by froodle, in which a rota cannot be agreed upon

Breakfast by froodle, in which Dash's attempts at cookery do not go well

Ghost in the Machine by froodle, in which a new laptop opens an old wound

Consequences by froodle, in which an encounter with leprechauns leaves the boys very tired indeed

The Microwave by froodle, in which Andrea Fantucci returns to Eerie after a considerable absense

The Eldritch Abomination in the Room by froodle, in which the microwave is most definitely not discussed

Basic Household Maintenance by froodle, in which manticores are inconsiderate houseguests

Torrential by froodle, in which there is a storm, and the boys eat ice-cream

Linens by froodle, in which Dash X makes a bed

Night Music by froodle, in which Simon is woken by a nocturnal visitor

In For The Night by froodle, in which Dash refuses to leave the house

Hound by froodle, in which Simon makes a friend

Errands by froodle, in which Simon has a to-do list

Waterlogged by froodle, in which Eerie experiences heavy rainfall

Wildlife by froodle, in which Simon and Marshall go to the beach

Rainbow by froodle, in which Dash fails to properly appreciate Michael Flatley

Jackolantern by froodle, in which the local pumpkin patch has a problem





Teller Family History

First Date by froodle, in which a young Edgar Teller shows off one of his earlier inventions

Popcorn by froodle. Friday night is always movie night in the Teller household.

The Teller Home for Displaced Youth by froodle, in which Edgar harbours some doubts about his new home town

Lawn by froodle, in which Marilyn Teller contemplaces some yardwork

Tornado Day, Revisited by froodle, in which Syndi learns exactly what it means to be Miss Tornado Day

Wildlife by froodle, in which Simon and Marshall go to the beach

Culinary Delights by froodle, in which Syndi's terrible cooking may or may not have been an accident

Camping by froodle, in which Syndi cannot sleep

Artist in the Family by froodle, in which an immortal creature takes a liking to Syndi

Without Due Care and Attention by froodle, in which Syndi finally becomes mobile

Waiting In by froodle, in which there is an ice-storm and a handyman does not arrive

Brunch by froodle, in which Marilyn does not appreciate Edgar's help in the kitchen

Handmade by froodle, in which the Tellers receive a Christmas package from Marilyn's mother

Poor Life Choices by froodle, in which Syndi loves her brother anyway

Lillian by froodle, in which Marilyn's mother has concerns

Visitor by froodle, in which Marshall's grandma comes to stay

Nap by froodle, in which Marshall has a quiet moment in the Secret Spot

Fresh Sheets by froodle

Tradition by froodle, in which Dash and Marshall decorate a Christmas tree

Hometown by froodle, in which Mars and Syndi visit New Jersey

Comments

[deifire]

omg!!!

*dies and is ded*

*revives laughing*

*dies again of dysentery*

<3

[froodle]

*dies again of dysentery*

Damn you Things Incorporated!!

[evilinsanemonkey]

oh

my

god

i love it

[froodle]

:D:D:D glad you like it!