Quantum LeapQuest Prelude: The Waiting Room

[Cowey42]

You awake in a room. The walls are all blue, and seem to emit light. You have no recollection of how you got here. You remember drinking in a bar with your mates, and the next thing you know, you were standing here. Seems like a nice enough place.
Your clothes have changed as well. You are now wearing this STRANGE JUMPSUIT, and standing in this futuristic room.
You call out,

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You?: Anyone there? Hello?

You hear a door open, and a man steps though.

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You?: Who are you? Where am I? That's a strange suit you have on, am I aboard a spaceship?
???: No, you're not aboard a spaceship. You're in a secret lab, deep underground in New Mexico.
You?: A secret lab? That's not much more reassuring, though I guess I'm glad to be on Earth. Or under it.
???: That's the spirit. Now, if you have any questions, ask them quickly, I need to see a friend of mine soon.
You?: Well, to start... who are you?
Al: My name is Admiral Al Calavicci. I work in this lab, but I'm afraid I can't tell you what we do yet.
You?: Well, it's nice to meet you Al. My name is... um... I can't remember! I can't remember my own name! Who am I, Al?
Al: Don't worry. After people arrive here, their memory is usually swiss-cheesed like this.

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Al: Here, let me just ask Ziggy, the project computer, who you are.

Name:
Age:
Location Leapt in from:
Date Leapt in from:

[ChronoSamurai]

Aw man, quantum leap was such an awesome show.
Hmm

Name: Gregory West
Age: 27
Location Leapt in from: Yorkshire!
Date Leapt in from: 1999

I just picked these at random :P

[Cowey42]

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Al: OK, your name is Gregory West, and you are 27 years old. Ringing any bells yet?
Gregory: Hmm... not really. Where was I from?
Al: Well, you arrived here from... well this is odd!
Gregory: Odd? What's odd? Is something wrong?
Al: No, nothing's wrong. You're from Yorkshire, England. We've just never had anyone from England leap here before, well... who wasn't a vampire.
Gregory: So... I've teleported from Yorkshire to New Mexico? Is this a secret teleportation project? A vampire?
Al:Well, that's close enough. I can't really tell you what it is we do here. It's a matter of national security, I'm afraid.
Gregory: I guess I get that. Can't be too careful when it comes to information.
Al: Well, I can tell you that you are here so that we can fix something that will happen to you.
Gregory: Well isn't that nice? So what was it that happened to me?
Al: Ziggy isn't sure of that yet. We'll tell you when we find out. Now, I really need to leave. Gushie, our programmer, should be by shortly, you can ask him any more questions.
Gregory: OK, bye Al.

Al steps out of the room through a FUTURISTIC DOOR. Until this Gushie bloke turns up, you need to find something to do.

[ChronoSamurai]

Examine wall in front of you.

[Cowey42]

You stare blankly at the wall for a while. This door which Al opened seems to be getting in the way though.
Hang on a minute...



Looks like no one's around. Perhaps you should leave and look about New Mexico for yourself; you've never left the UK before.

[Cowey42]

You slip through the door, and sneak off down the corridor.
You glance round this corner. Ah, there's the lift.



Looks like this brightly coloured terminal thingy is the control for this thing.



A security pass? You don't have one of those, so it looks like you're stuck on floor -23.
Who designed this lousy computer anyway? It's beginning to hurt your eyes, with its bright colours, and lopsided screen.



You guess you might as well check out the rest of this floor while you're here.

[Chwoka]

Just wait, it's an elevator.

[Cowey42]

Just wait, it's an elevator.

You suddenly realise that since SOMEONE has to use this lift at some point, you can just wait until they call for it, and then get off on their floor, or ask them to press the surface for you.

Since you may be here for a while, you may as well get some sleep.

Meanwhile, in 1979...



You are now DR. SAM BECKETT, in a smoke filled pub somewhere in England, perhaps the north. You can't really tell, but everyone sounds English.
You leapt in here a few minutes ago, and everything seems peaceful enough in this pub; you wonder what you could be here to solve.
Usually, when you leap into someone, you are there to put right something that once went wrong, but there doesn't seem to be anything wrong here yet, so you can wait for Al to turn up and help you.

Sitting next to you at the bar are two men, who you assume are friends of whoever it is you have leaped into.
Fortunately, they are deep in conversation, so you probably have time to find out about this place.
Now you need to find something to do until Al turns up and tells you where and when you are.

[ChronoSamurai]

Order another round of drinks! Stuff might make more sense when drunk.

[Cowey42]

Order another round of drinks! Stuff might make more sense when drunk.

You decide that while everything's peaceful, you should get yourself another drink; this one won't last you much longer.

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Sam: Who's up for another round?
Large Bloke: Let me finish mine first will you? We've only just got here and you're ordering a second round!
Small Bloke: Well hurry up and drink then Chris. I've finished mine, I think you're just slow.
Large Bloke: You ought to go easy, Ray. Small fella like you, finishing a pint in minutes, can't be good for you.
Small Bloke: Sorry Greg, looks like you'll have to wait for the big man here to finish his drink first.

Well, you don't have another drink, but at least you've got all the names already.
The big guy is Chris, the small one is Ray, and your own name is Greg. You might as well see if you can find out the date.

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Sam: Hey, uhh... barman. Do you have today's paper?

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Barman: Normally, but I think someone's nicked it.
Sam: Oh well, it didn't matter too much anyway.

Guess you'll have to ask Al when he gets here. And while you wait, your glass is mostly full anyway.

[Chwoka]

Drink.

[autoglassmasterclass]

eat a peanut

[Cowey42]

Drink.

Well, while you wait for Chris to finish, you might as well get something to eat.

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Sam: Do you have any peanuts?
Barman: Well, I think we had a few packets but...
Sam: Someone nicked them, right?
Barman: Actually, I ate one, and we sold the rest.
Sam: Anything else in?
Barman: Well...

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Barman: We've got some pork scratchings, if you're interested.
Sam: Hmm... Those don't sound too bad.

You've never had any "pork scratchings" before; you don't even think you've seen them anywhere.
Perhaps pub food's different over here. You never know, they could be nice.



Yep, these are definitely a delicacy over here, and you're sure this will taste delicious.



Oh boy these are disgusting why would anyone in their right mind eat them?



At long last, you hear the imaging chamber door open, and Al steps through from the future, to tell you what you need to do.

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Al: Sam, hope you didn't miss me. Come on, go somewhere we can talk.
Sam: Uhh... I'm just going to go get some fresh air.
Ray: Sure, and don't worry about Chris finishing before you get back.

You know you should get outside, because no one else can see Al, as he is tuned to your brainwaves.
You'd look pretty strange having a conversation with thin air, so you usually find somewhere you can talk in peace.

[Chwoka]

go to the corner by the dartboard and talk into the corner like a crazy person. don't even talk to al.

[Cowey42]

go to the corner by the dartboard and talk into the corner like a crazy person. don't even talk to al.

You go over by the dartboard, and start to talk to the corner of the room.

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Sam: So now, Mr Corner, you look like you've got a few spiderwebs there. Must be awful lonely over here, but at least you have spiders to keep you company.
Corner: ...
Al: Sam? Are you alright?
Sam: I don't suppose you know why I'm here, do you? It'd be a great help if you could tell me.
Al: Saaaaaaaam! I really hope you haven't lost it...
Corner: ...

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Sam: I'm just fooling with you, Al!
Al: Good. You had me worried there for a while.
Sam: Anyway, do you know why I'm here?
Al: Well, it looks like quite a straightforward leap. On July 15th, 1979, Raymond Sullivan is stabbed to death in this pub, in a fight with another man.
Sam: And what's the date today?
Al: It's the 15th today, and the police report says he is stabbed within the next hour.
Sam: So all I need to do is find the killer and stop them from stabbing him?
Al: I told you it was straightforward. It almost seems too easy.
Sam: Maybe God, Fate, Time or Whatever thought I needed a nice easy leap.
Al: Well, be on your guard. You shouldn't get overconfident, Sam.
Sam: Got it. Oh, Al, where am I anyway?
Al: You're in a small village called Muker, in the Yorkshire Dales.
Sam: The Yorkshire Dales?
Al: Yeah, in England. One of the National Parks.
Sam: Oh, ok then. What's the pub called?
Al: It's the Farmer's Arms.
Sam: Right. So now we wait for the killer to turn up?
Al: You got it Sam. Our killer's name is Michael O'Leary; he's about six foot and has red hair, you can't miss him.

You'd better keep your eyes peeled for this O'Leary, but he doesn't seem to be here at the minute.
You could go and look around the village for him, or you guess you could stay here and make sure Ray is safe...

[Chwoka]

Go get some fresh air.