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Ambre
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It's 2303, and technological advances have become almost infinite thanks to the science of today. Space travel is common, and the ownership of personal spacecraft has become a possibility. People live in pure comfort, and one of these people is no exception. He was a scientist, a brilliant one with ideas that were meant to change the world. Ideas that would bring the world into a whole different state of being.
Too bad this state of being wasn't what we expected.
You see, this man had made a time machine, one that was still in its experimental phase. It looked like a watch, and glowed at the top, displaying dates that could be changed as he pleased. His reasoning for this machine, fell to a whimsical idea of his own. After all, it was truthfully possible. What if he could explain to his past self of what he would be capable of, which, in turn could advance his scientific capabilities of the now, having his younger self already know the secrets of his work?
With this in mind, the man took off with his time machine and another piece of machinery, a simple tool of the future that had many different uses, these uses being good for fixing his watch in case it should fail. Upon his arrival, he noticed he had come to the wrong spot, and moved to change his watch, knocking his tool out of his pocket, which threw it to the ground without letting him know that he had lost it.
Little did he know this would set the events to follow.
His arrival to his own time to retry his travel for his childhood left him reeling. The entire place seemed...Victorian. But extremely scientifically advanced for its age. Yet, none had made a time machine, and the tool he had once used to fix his watch was now gone, hidden away in this strange world. While stumbling about, the man found a simple engineer amidst the darker streets of the neovictorian city, a woman who he realized could be an asset to helping him recover his tool, or at least an asset in helping him about this strange era.
Spot already filled. This is for my cs and my partners^^
Too bad this state of being wasn't what we expected.
You see, this man had made a time machine, one that was still in its experimental phase. It looked like a watch, and glowed at the top, displaying dates that could be changed as he pleased. His reasoning for this machine, fell to a whimsical idea of his own. After all, it was truthfully possible. What if he could explain to his past self of what he would be capable of, which, in turn could advance his scientific capabilities of the now, having his younger self already know the secrets of his work?
With this in mind, the man took off with his time machine and another piece of machinery, a simple tool of the future that had many different uses, these uses being good for fixing his watch in case it should fail. Upon his arrival, he noticed he had come to the wrong spot, and moved to change his watch, knocking his tool out of his pocket, which threw it to the ground without letting him know that he had lost it.
Little did he know this would set the events to follow.
His arrival to his own time to retry his travel for his childhood left him reeling. The entire place seemed...Victorian. But extremely scientifically advanced for its age. Yet, none had made a time machine, and the tool he had once used to fix his watch was now gone, hidden away in this strange world. While stumbling about, the man found a simple engineer amidst the darker streets of the neovictorian city, a woman who he realized could be an asset to helping him recover his tool, or at least an asset in helping him about this strange era.
Spot already filled. This is for my cs and my partners^^