#time scanner

[retrocgads]

UK 1989

[retrocgads]

UK 1990

[thequantumlyunstableman]

Strapped Down 16-22 Mar

But before I could do anything he tossed me down into the chair and it began to bind itself around me. The time cop walked over to the display and pressed his against it. With his hand scanned all that was left was for him to say, "Activate." 

The device grabbed my head and began to wrap itself around it. I couldn't move. I couldn't get away. I was trapped! I could feel the he thing warming up. 

"Starting scan," he said and the wall in front of me began to light up, transforming into a screen.  I could a feel a tingling roll throughout my body, especially in my scalp. I had trouble focusing and I could feel my lip between to twitch, but the screen stayed a blank white. "What's taking so long," I could hear the time cop mumble. "Do I need to turn it off and on again?"

Then the screen began to pop and fizzled with static. "What the hell is going on?" The time cop yelped. The machine began to have meltdown. Sparks shot out of the control board and the Time Cop rushed out there. 

Oh,no I thought I'm trapped in here. I could hear the machine begin to whine. I could see it start to smoke, but I was still strapped down. The chair was still clinging to me. What could I do? I tried to struggle, but the machine was too strong. I was stuck here! 

And then suddenly it began to give way. The chair recoiled from me and I slipped out. I was free. The time cop was gone, but for how long? The machinery had stopped misfiring, so how much longer would it be until he returned. It could be minutes. It could be any second. I had to act quickly.  I rushed to the machine and began trying to search for the source of the predictive engrams. What was fueling this system? Where were the servers that tracked the timeline and how could I get to them? I found this but they were so far away. What could I do from here?

to be continued here next week

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[thequantumlyunstableman]

Check Your Work 9-15 Mar

"You don't want to do this," I said. 

"You're right," he replied. "I don’t. This is work for a grunt, transporting some lowly time-scum. I'm a veteran of the time wars. I shouldn't have to deal with this slop work, but here I am with little other choice."

"You can always just let me go.” 

"Yeah, right, I’m just going to let a criminal go." 

"But you don't even know what I'm being accused of. You don't know what happened, why I ended up here. Shouldn't you review these things?"

"Review what you're guilty of?"

"Review if I'm guilty of anything, " I replied. "For all you know I'm guilty of nothing. If that person who brought me in has completely gone off the rails then I could have brought here for no reason whatsoever. There have to be some rules here, don't there? You need to know what crime I committed, assuming I committed any crime at all." 

The time cop stared at me, then finally said, "Fine. You want to show every time crime you've ever committed? Then we'll go see them." The time cop swung us around and led me down a new hall. We turned a half dozen times before we entered a small room with a metal chair. "Sit down," he said. 

 "What is this?" I asked. "I have a right to know before you strap me in." 

"This is the time scanner. We use this to sort out your personal timeline from the actual timeline, then I'll be able to see every little crime you committed and punish you accordingly," he explained.  "Doesn't that make you feel so much better?" 

I couldn't believe it. This was it! One of the three things we were looking for! If I could shut this thing down, make it so they couldn't use it, we'd be one step closer to shutting the time cops down. The only problem was how was it going to shut this down while a prisoner?

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