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[#159] All Good Things (Star Trek: Deep Space Nine / Wii Fit Plus)
Theme Prompt: #159 - Memory
Title: All Good Things
Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine / Wii Fit Plus
Rating/Warnings: None
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 808
Summary: Miles O'Brien and Julian Bashir visit Miles' favorite childhood entertainment resort on Risa - a one to one recreation of an island from an obscure Earth video game - now derelict, as it waits for its successor to be built. Miles sulks in sad memories.
"It's crazy. I used to bike over that bridge over there twice a day, and now look at it," Miles said. Standing at the gates of the deserted coastal village, he could take a good look at the collapsed suspension bridge. It looked so lively just years ago. "Julian, are you even listening to me?"
"Oh?" A startled Doctor Bashir raised his head as he heard his name. "Sorry, Miles. I was studying the flora right here, I must have become distracted." He took a dried stalk from a bush and held it up high. "It is remarkable how fast it decomposed once the atmospheric inhibitors were shut off."
"They built these resorts almost as fast and cheap as they abandoned them once they stopped being profitable," O'Brien agreed. "I can name more than one thing they cut corners of. Even when it was still open."
"It is unbelievable what lengths they had to go to before holoemitter technology became commonplace. Terraforming an entire region to recreate a fictional setting as an entertainment park: that is, well, unbelievable."
"Especially one from Earth," Miles scoffed. "Even then, you'd think the Risians would choose something more... traditional from Earth canon over a pre-nuclear video game."
"'Wii Sports', was it? Wuhu Island?" Julian asked.
"Actually, it debuted in a fitness program called Wii Fit a couple of years earlier," Miles corrected. For that, Julian looked at him with a puzzled expression. "What?" Miles protested. "I spent plenty of time here, of course I familiarized myself with the source material. I built a replica one of these Wii devices as a lad."
"I am sorry, Miles. It appears I did not fully understand how important this was to you."
"I still cannot believe it's gone," Miles said and looked around once more. Not only the suspension bridge was derelict; so was everything else. The sandy trails that had sloppily been held together by gravity plating were now long blown away by the harsh winds.
"Now it's just a memory," Julian agreed. "A relic of a different time."
"Suppose it is," O'Brien sighed. "Come on." He motioned for the doctor to accompany him. They kept walking down a trail until it turned into a cobble road and in the distance, Miles spotted a familiar red bridge. "That's one place I still want to visit," he said.
"So, this video game," Julian began making conversation, "was that before or after the Bell Riots?"
"Before Bell, but after the Eugenics Wars," O'Brien answered confidently. They were approaching the bridge now; it was a steep climb, steeper than Miles remembered.
"Oh, I know next to nothing about that era in human history," Bashir said. "Well, except for Doctor Wade's writings on chronic traumatic encephalopathy in players of football of the time. And, of course, the first twelve coronavirus epidemics of the twenties and thirties."
"Nothing to be ashamed of, Julian," Miles answered. "It is one of the more uneventful stretches in human history, caught between the Eugenics Wars and the Third World War."
"Which makes it even more baffling why the Risians thought it was an enticing resort idea."
"What? I liked it as a child!" Miles protested. "I would have loved to take Keiko and Molly here."
"I didn't mean to imply it was bad! It's just an odd choice," Julian tried to defend himself.
"That it was," the engineer agreed. "Well, you see where it got them: all abandoned now."
"Look, Miles," Julian stopped and asked his best friend. "Are you sure it is a good idea to stay? All it is going to do is make you sad."
"I can-" O'Brien began to protest, but he stopped himself. He sat down on a log by the road. "I suppose you're right, Julian, I got carried away. I just wanted to see it again, at least before they begin terraforming for the next resort."
"I can understand that," Julian said quietly and sat down next to the engineer. For a moment, they just sat there, listening to the sharp, howling wind that came over the island, now that the weather control systems were long offline. "Oh, by the way, have you ever heard of the source material for the next one?"
"No, I haven't," O'Brien answered.
"Me neither," Julian sighed. "I have no idea what it is supposed to be. I never even heard of it, even though it is said to again be based on historical Earth folklore."
"Well, someone needs to explore that part of human history. I'll tell you what, they should make the Alamo into a resort. I'd take you there," Miles said with a slight smile.
Julian nodded and laughed. "Oh, I know I'd love that." He took Miles' hand. "Come, let us get going now."
Miles took one last look at Wuhu Island before reminding him that it was time to leave. Before he went, though he just asked one last thing: "But really, do you know anyone who heard of this... 'Doom Eternal'?"
Title: All Good Things
Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine / Wii Fit Plus
Rating/Warnings: None
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 808
Summary: Miles O'Brien and Julian Bashir visit Miles' favorite childhood entertainment resort on Risa - a one to one recreation of an island from an obscure Earth video game - now derelict, as it waits for its successor to be built. Miles sulks in sad memories.
"It's crazy. I used to bike over that bridge over there twice a day, and now look at it," Miles said. Standing at the gates of the deserted coastal village, he could take a good look at the collapsed suspension bridge. It looked so lively just years ago. "Julian, are you even listening to me?"
"Oh?" A startled Doctor Bashir raised his head as he heard his name. "Sorry, Miles. I was studying the flora right here, I must have become distracted." He took a dried stalk from a bush and held it up high. "It is remarkable how fast it decomposed once the atmospheric inhibitors were shut off."
"They built these resorts almost as fast and cheap as they abandoned them once they stopped being profitable," O'Brien agreed. "I can name more than one thing they cut corners of. Even when it was still open."
"It is unbelievable what lengths they had to go to before holoemitter technology became commonplace. Terraforming an entire region to recreate a fictional setting as an entertainment park: that is, well, unbelievable."
"Especially one from Earth," Miles scoffed. "Even then, you'd think the Risians would choose something more... traditional from Earth canon over a pre-nuclear video game."
"'Wii Sports', was it? Wuhu Island?" Julian asked.
"Actually, it debuted in a fitness program called Wii Fit a couple of years earlier," Miles corrected. For that, Julian looked at him with a puzzled expression. "What?" Miles protested. "I spent plenty of time here, of course I familiarized myself with the source material. I built a replica one of these Wii devices as a lad."
"I am sorry, Miles. It appears I did not fully understand how important this was to you."
"I still cannot believe it's gone," Miles said and looked around once more. Not only the suspension bridge was derelict; so was everything else. The sandy trails that had sloppily been held together by gravity plating were now long blown away by the harsh winds.
"Now it's just a memory," Julian agreed. "A relic of a different time."
"Suppose it is," O'Brien sighed. "Come on." He motioned for the doctor to accompany him. They kept walking down a trail until it turned into a cobble road and in the distance, Miles spotted a familiar red bridge. "That's one place I still want to visit," he said.
"So, this video game," Julian began making conversation, "was that before or after the Bell Riots?"
"Before Bell, but after the Eugenics Wars," O'Brien answered confidently. They were approaching the bridge now; it was a steep climb, steeper than Miles remembered.
"Oh, I know next to nothing about that era in human history," Bashir said. "Well, except for Doctor Wade's writings on chronic traumatic encephalopathy in players of football of the time. And, of course, the first twelve coronavirus epidemics of the twenties and thirties."
"Nothing to be ashamed of, Julian," Miles answered. "It is one of the more uneventful stretches in human history, caught between the Eugenics Wars and the Third World War."
"Which makes it even more baffling why the Risians thought it was an enticing resort idea."
"What? I liked it as a child!" Miles protested. "I would have loved to take Keiko and Molly here."
"I didn't mean to imply it was bad! It's just an odd choice," Julian tried to defend himself.
"That it was," the engineer agreed. "Well, you see where it got them: all abandoned now."
"Look, Miles," Julian stopped and asked his best friend. "Are you sure it is a good idea to stay? All it is going to do is make you sad."
"I can-" O'Brien began to protest, but he stopped himself. He sat down on a log by the road. "I suppose you're right, Julian, I got carried away. I just wanted to see it again, at least before they begin terraforming for the next resort."
"I can understand that," Julian said quietly and sat down next to the engineer. For a moment, they just sat there, listening to the sharp, howling wind that came over the island, now that the weather control systems were long offline. "Oh, by the way, have you ever heard of the source material for the next one?"
"No, I haven't," O'Brien answered.
"Me neither," Julian sighed. "I have no idea what it is supposed to be. I never even heard of it, even though it is said to again be based on historical Earth folklore."
"Well, someone needs to explore that part of human history. I'll tell you what, they should make the Alamo into a resort. I'd take you there," Miles said with a slight smile.
Julian nodded and laughed. "Oh, I know I'd love that." He took Miles' hand. "Come, let us get going now."
Miles took one last look at Wuhu Island before reminding him that it was time to leave. Before he went, though he just asked one last thing: "But really, do you know anyone who heard of this... 'Doom Eternal'?"