It had been everything I had ever dreamed. Power, fame and fortune.
I controlled each and every cog in the machine. Everything was perfectly planned and executed by the click of a button. I had full access to anything that happened in the world, and could manipulate it to my whims.My whole day revolved around each manufactured move. Public speeches, regular announcements and fabricated news. It has been such a dream.
I opened my eyes, blinking into the blinding sunlight. I was standing on the same platform that I had been one year ago, where I had tried the VR system. It had been faulty, and I took them off after a few moments in darkness. And yet here I was, one year ago, standing in front of the same crowd once again.
The technicians on the stage looked horrified, working quickly on their fancy computers. Their fingers flew across the key board as I turned around to see the screen behind me. My past year was displayed in a montage on the screen, all the manipulation and deception exposed for them all to see. The mob grew rowdy and many people were shouting angrily.
I realized all too quickly what had happened. They faked the failure of the VR test, to trick me into believing that it was real. They had seen what I had done. They saw what I stood for, what I believed in. And now it was all gone, ripped away from me.
The security guards surrounded me, bringing me below the stage in handcuff that were unpleasantly tight. They took no precautions in ensure my comfort, dragging me down the stairs. I was a traitor to my country and an enemy of the people.
I could only imagine what punishment was in store for me after they had reviewed everything I had done.
olive_ink t1_jcw7er0 wrote
Reply to [WP] You are a politician tasked with taking a VR simulation before your presidency. The VR goggles dont work, and you assume power and become the president. You grow hungry with power and become a dictator. After a year of this, you wake infront of a crowd in disbelief, your REAL goggles removed. by [deleted]
It had been everything I had ever dreamed. Power, fame and fortune.
I controlled each and every cog in the machine. Everything was perfectly planned and executed by the click of a button. I had full access to anything that happened in the world, and could manipulate it to my whims.My whole day revolved around each manufactured move. Public speeches, regular announcements and fabricated news. It has been such a dream.
I opened my eyes, blinking into the blinding sunlight. I was standing on the same platform that I had been one year ago, where I had tried the VR system. It had been faulty, and I took them off after a few moments in darkness. And yet here I was, one year ago, standing in front of the same crowd once again.
The technicians on the stage looked horrified, working quickly on their fancy computers. Their fingers flew across the key board as I turned around to see the screen behind me. My past year was displayed in a montage on the screen, all the manipulation and deception exposed for them all to see. The mob grew rowdy and many people were shouting angrily.
I realized all too quickly what had happened. They faked the failure of the VR test, to trick me into believing that it was real. They had seen what I had done. They saw what I stood for, what I believed in. And now it was all gone, ripped away from me.
The security guards surrounded me, bringing me below the stage in handcuff that were unpleasantly tight. They took no precautions in ensure my comfort, dragging me down the stairs. I was a traitor to my country and an enemy of the people.
I could only imagine what punishment was in store for me after they had reviewed everything I had done.