[center][h2]Lloyd Washterson[/h2][/center]

[center][@LadyTale][/center]

As Lloyd noticed a volunteer, he quickly placed his attention to the woman who took the first turn, giving a delicate yet convinced grin. Behind, one of the men handed him yet another device. This time it looked more of a wristwatch. Once he took it, Lloyd hurled the object towards the woman, expecting to unerringly grab hold of it.

"Kindly attach that to your wrist so that you'll be connected to the simulation. I'll be pressing the button of this remote I'm holding so that your presence will start manifesting on the scene. Just step forward to the mob of protesters when you're ready." 

With that, Lloyd pressed the button of the remote. Slowly the scene swallowed a riotous uproar, raising signs either printed from tarpaulins or plain wood. Chants weren't uniform as some were stating a different subject but nevertheless, they all served a single objective, and that is to pass through the police resistance before them.

"Oh and if you may, please tell us who you are before jumping in. What's your name, what are you called or perhaps how do you want to be called? Also, while you can't be killed in this simulation, it doesn't excuse you from being hurt. Just be careful of what you'll be doing."