The holo-dyn flickered as he pressed the head gear on, and slipped the control-gloves over his small hands. With a wave, the cortical-screen blinked alive. A holographic keyboard materialized at eye-level.
“Please input location!”
www.ficlets.holo
“Thank you,” said holo-dyn.
The cortical-screen went black, only for a second, before Ficlets’ front holographic lobby opened its doors to him. He walked in, the everpresent AOL holopad asked for credentials. He typed his LoA creds.
“Welcome Guitar of Awesomeness; Where to?”
“The League entrance,”
Names flashed before his eyes, along with images of their avatars.
“THX0477 has uploaded a new holo-fic entitled, “Another Gun and Just another Old man.”
“Take me!” GoA ordered, and the holo-dyn complied, teleporting him to a list of THX0477 ’s holo-fics. He chose the newest episode, and noticed many had already posted comments.
With a wave, a holo-projection of THX0477 began,
“Sissy and Cole ran; the Old man after them with a shotgun,”

Heaven!