Whole new experiment

[timecircuiton]

[Doc Brown taps the button on his recording machine. An outdated machine but one he prefers when he's making notes.]

Date: Wednesday. November 4th, 2015, 9:55am. This is time-space-reality experiment #2. After subjecting an experimental human to a second round of localized radiation during the night, the subject is showing signs of increased creativity and bursts of excitement that have manifested in my own existence.

[Doc pauses, confused for a moment before shrugging it off and continuing.]

This experiment may prove to be my greatest yet! Far greater than the invention of time travel itself, it is the first bridge across reality! The elusive fourth wall is nearly within my grasp...I can only conclude this effect will be exponential from this point on. I will report again when I have more data.

[He clicks off the machine with a pleased look, pausing to ponder what the next step would be.]

Perhaps I should perform a few tests to be certain this mundane is responsive to my frequency of brainwaves.

[Doc returns to his chalkboard, scribbling furiously.]

Comments

[policeman]

[ the doctor's lingering behind his shoulder now. balancing an elbow on the back of his other arm, his eyes are narrowed as he gestures to one of doc's scribbles. ]

You've got that all wrong, you know.

[timecircuiton]

[Doc spins round, bug eyed at the visitor.]

Have I??

[Look to the board, ponder, think, erase, scribble more...]

I realize these are crude equations at best, but this is new scientific ground to be broken through.... [He trails off, turning again, chalk still in his hand as if he might mark up the Doctor's shirt as well.] How did YOU get in here?? This reality didn't exist till [checking watch] approximately 30 earth minutes ago!

<3 Doc

[88miles]

Because your little thought mind-reading experiment went so well last time when I went to the past initially, right?

[Yeah. It sure did. Welcome to the fourth wall, Doc. Marty has about as much clue on this as you do, really.]

[thatsheavy]

Localized radiation? ....Nevermind.

[Marty's learned by now that it's better not to ask sometimes. Not that he think he won't get an answer, but because what he will get will be long, all over the place and use all these sciency words he'd need to whip out a dictionary to follow.]

Are you sure this is a good idea, Doc?

[Because Marty remembers 1985A and how much fun that was. This whole reality bridge thing makes it seem a lot more recent than he wants to be.]

:D

[timecircuiton]

That was a work in progress, Marty, science is 1% inspiration and 99% perspiration. The option of failure is only more data to be added to the experiment.

[Doc regards the new Marty with a look of puzzlement.] The manifestation of this reality must have altered my perception. [Scuse him while he pokes at your cheek, Marty, you look a little different to him.] Are you experiencing any disorientation? Hallucinations? A feeling of nonexistence?

[timecircuiton]

[Perfectly safe radiation from a television set. Maybe. It was still in the testing phase of this experiment after all.]

Of course it is! This is an experiment outside of time and reality itself, do you know what that means??

[Well, he was going to tell you.]

It means what we do here does not effect the original timeline back in our reality. Here in this space....anything could happen. [He speaks in awe of such a revelation.]

[...wait a minute] How did you come to be here? Was there a portal to this dimension that opened? [He scrambles for his notes, could he have missed something?]

[thatsheavy]

[No, he doesn't know what This means, and he isn't sure he's ready for it, but that's too bad because Doc's off like it's a race to get his new find out in the open. Marty opens his mouth, closes it, and buckles down for one of those special Doc Brown explanations that's more tidal wave than anything else.

All you can do at that point is ride it out. Or at least wait until Doc stops for breath]

I, uh, I... - [Marty's eyes flick down to the notepad, feeling pressured all of a sudden, and it really, really doesn't help when Doc is giving him the stare he gives guinea pigs like Einnie] - I walked?

[It was really that anti-climatic]

[timecircuiton]

[That startlingly disappointing revelation seems to have the opposite effect on Doc.]

Incredible! You actually arrived without the assistance of any vehicle or disorientation....

[More scribbling in his notes]

This reality breaks all known laws of physics, it's astounding! [He runs a hand through his already wild tousle of white hair. He had to know more!] Tell me, what were you doing and where were you before this exact moment in time? [He punctuates the last few words with taps of his pencil on his notes.]

[88miles]

Perspiration. More like stubbornness or determination, maybe. But I guess that's not wrong.

[Ack, cheek poking. Doc what are you doing. Absently attempting to bat hands away from his face before rubbing the back of his neck.]

Any....what? No. No! Nothing like that. I'm fine. Been here once or twice already. Not that she's doing a lot with me around here otherwise. I take it this is your first time?

[timecircuiton]

Aha... [He points at Marty in certainty.] Then you are aware of your own existence with regards to your corporeal hyperspace scribe?

Yes! And I must say it is quite an experience. Why...this chalk wasn't here a moment ago and here it is! Right in my hand! [He waves it under Marty's nose as if to prove its existence in that manner.]

[thatsheavy]

[The sad thing is he's just relieved Doc didn't say "without any disintegration, full or partial".]

Like how exact? [Because unlike Doc, Marty doesn't take notes if he isn't getting graded on it. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, trying to remember what he was doing that seemed like it would bookmark something physics breaking, and shoves his hands into his pockets. He shrugs] I was listening to my Walkman and heading to 7-11 for a Coke. That's it.

[Marty glances down at himself out of habit. He figures these days he needs to check he's all there after everything with Doc. So far he's all there.

Cool]

[timecircuiton]

And nothing unusual happened?

[It was puzzling. Don't worry, Doc, you'll get the hang of this.]

Who said that??

[Oh brother. Never mind.]

Marty, did you hear someone talking? [Doc ducking around behind Marty as if that might help the situation.]

[88miles]

My...uh, yeah. Sure. This place is kind of amazing and weird like that. I guess you get used to it though.

[Because, you know, after his adventures with the Doc, Marty's kind of learning to just roll with it. Most of the time, anyway. Giving an almost sheepish yet still excited grin. It's always good to see Doc, and his enthusiasm is rather infectious.]

[timecircuiton]

[Science is in his blood, he can't help but be excited about this sort of thing.]

The real question is...what comes next?

[A dog barks as he comes into the room.]

Einstein! There you are, old boy. Here I thought you would miss out on the experience.

How long have you been here, Marty? You said you were used to it.

[thatsheavy]

[Go ahead and use Marty as your human wall - there isn't much to hide behind considering Doc's got some major height on him.]

Besides the voice coming out of nowhere, no! [When Marty wheels around to look around for the voice, he's aware of Doc scooting behind him with a bad turtle impression.]

Yeah, Doc, I did. [Marty drops his voice to a whisper] Maybe they've got a name? Did you ask? [He raises his voice] Hey, what's your name?

[There]

[timecircuiton]

I confess, I wasn't sure if it was only in my head.

[He's somehow reassured that Marty was hearing it too.]

[Ah, Marty Marty...I had such a crush on you in highschool.]

Marty, you don't suppose it could be...!

[No, it's not Lorraine.]

....how does she do that??! [His voice dropping to a whisper.]

[88miles]

Anything can happen next around here, Doc.

[So. At least. Try to be careful? Not that he expects that, because it's Doc and they usually do the exact opposite even when trying to be cautious. But still. He can't help smiling and petting Einstein when the dog approaches.]

Hey boy. Ah, been here...what, couple months or so? She's had me here twice and has that musebox of hers with another er, you. I guess I should be glad that's the extent of it with some of these games.

[thatsheavy]

A crush. [What.] We in the same class or...?

[Marty glances over his shoulder at Doc and what has to be the worst stage whisper in existence]

Maybe she's got your helmet thing working.

[At least it isn't his Mom. Marty's going to be happy he doesn't have to go through that again, even if the voice-from-the-sky thing is weird even by his definition of the word]

[timecircuiton]

[....not exactly, no.]

[Doc has a hard time with whispering.] Great Scott! That could be it! Our minds are linked up by some sort of magnetic field generator...

[Not unless a computer counts as one of those.]

Incredible. She's speaking to us by way of a computer signal!

[timecircuiton]

Musebox? You mean she put you INTO a box?? That hardly seems comfortable.

[Games?? Doc has his suspicious face on now.]

Do you mean to say that these persons gather the manifestations of their own psyche together to engage in ritualistic sports??

[88miles]

Not literally a box, Doc. It's....like this place except with less people. Just her and some friends? A musebox is just what they call it. Don't ask me why, I have no idea.

[But. Yes, Doc. There are 'gatherings'.]

[timecircuiton]

I see...

[He scribbles 'muse box' and 'games' inbetween the equations on his chalkboard.]

What have you discovered from participating in these muse boxes?

[thatsheavy]

How's that even possible? [He hasn't discovered the joy of internet. That might be a mixed bag considering what alt 2015 has. On the plus side, most people don't have to mess around with fax machines, so there's that]

So how's this? [Marty jerks his thumb at Doc and himself, trying to play it all casual] Doing it over computer signal instead of face to face?

[What's wrong with a collect call?]

[88miles]

Uh, not a lot. There, it was just me and another 'you' hanging out. So it wasn't anything that unusual.

[For them. Hadn't even traveled through time.]

[timecircuiton]

Marty... [There's a worried warning in Doc's voice. Should they really be asking for a face to face?] If that were to happen, it's possible it could destabilize the reality we exist in!

[Well, there's a screen and a keybo--....look its complicated. Watch Tron sometime.]