• Real World, Reno's Nursery Megablock.

- POV: ColtKit Productions' Hive.

"The Nursery" was a luxury Mega-Block, for Age-Players. People could only get in, if they signed a legally binding contract, to only use child Avatars, and allow any player to treat them like children out of the 1930's, while within the Oasis.

There was only one nursery, in every major city... but it was used as an incentive, for regular people, to sign up as Age-Players. As they could reap not only the amenities, but the legal leniency, and additional privileges.

Each Ageplayer was placed in the care of their own personal droid, programmed to care for their needs. Modified to care for adult children... meaning they stood at roughly 8 feet tall, and were very strong. With their programming making them much stricter with the adult children, as opposed to the nanny bots caring for the actual children.

These droids had a floor to store themselves, while the Ageplayers slept. So their minds could more actively wander the Ether.

The Nursery housed over a million cubbies, across 200 floors, of a mile wide tower. With each cubbie having their own Smart TV (That could link to the players phone), they also had various drawers, cabinets, shelves, and pull out tables.

This might not seem like much, compared to the excess of the late 20th century, but too the residents of this cruel world, this was true luxury. As they actually had storage for their meager belongings.

The first floor, was a proper lobby. But also housed the private hospital, and the bathhouse. However, each floor, also had a few: lounges, bathhouses, and free clinics.

Above the lobby, but under the 200 "housing" floors, were a bakers dozen levels, which met true luxury, by anyone's standards.

• A lounge floor.

• A restaurant floor

• Hundreds of Movie Theaters on another floor. While new media was no longer being made, the theaters did host marathons of beloved movies and shows. At the Age player's request.

• There were Dancing halls, on a different floor. With different rooms set up for different kinds of dances. From balls to raves.

• an indoor garden, growing trees and bushes with pretty flowers, with concrete pathways, in-between the grass. As well as plenty of open plains, benches, and picnic tables.

• There was an adult sized playground. With forts and tubes, slides and swings, even ball pits and sandboxes, and more. All big enough for a 600 pound man to use.

• A water park. Complete with pools, slides, wave machines, sprinklers, and water forts.

• An amusement park.

• There was also an Arcade.

• A Play Room. With billions of plushies, action figures, dolls, barbies, and play houses to share. With each new age player allowed to choose one plushie or doll, plus 10 action figures or barbies, and 100 accessories, as their own personal property.

• An entire square mile, dedicated to the Library. With Age players allowed to choose 25 books, to store on their own Shelves. Only the ridiculously rich, and Age players of the Nursery, had physical books.

• A Farm, growing millions of the genetically engineered bushes. With all trash being disintegrated, and sprinkled over the soil, as fertilizer.

• A Petting Zoo. With some of the few remaining cats and dogs, on the planet.

Author's Note:

( Well "The Nursery" won't play much of a role for Act 1 and 2, it will be a major part of act 3. The real world won't just disappear, once most people are installed into the Oasis, as some will choose to stay behind. However, it won't be as cruel, with the AIs taking over everything. )

The Misfits woke up, as they normally do, arguing over who got to be "in the steering wheel".

Sharing a body could be tricky, but they made it work. They had set up some ground rules. Like, whenever someone died, that shard of the psyche, got to be in the steering wheel, with no complaints from the others.

This system could be abused like hell... if they didn't care more about their Oasis Lives, then the real world.

The implant, for alters to play in the Oasis, even when awake, also helped with this. Even if sometimes, the Alters just wanted to be out in the real world.

The entire point, of allowing someone who died in the steering wheel, was so they could check in with their friends, and make sure everyone was okay. But since no one had died last night, well it was a bit trickier to get everyone to agree.

Smar:

The Humanoid Dalek, opened their eyes, to find himself in the grotesque body of Ollivander. It had been heavily scarred by the implants, to the point all his hair had been burnt away... leaving behind leathery skin.

Stretching their limbs, Smar sat up, and took off the Dreamscape Helmet. Before gingerly placing it on a shelf, at the head of their bed.

Next he looked at the back of his left wrist, where a "Watch" was implanted into his skin. This was connected to all his other implants, with an interactive holographic screen.

He went through the interface, to find an image of his true self, before activating it.

The Implants throughout his body, made his skin shimmer for a moment, before transforming into his favorite Avatar. He was once again a human dalek.

This was a shell of physical data. A more advanced Hologram. As he could feel through the shell, as if it was his skin. Even blocking out his physical senses, in favor of mimicking how his Avatar would interpret sounds, smells, and even taste.

There were other forms of physical data, such as clothes. Which he began to look through on his watch. Before activating his "English school boy uniform".

Then he materialized himself a snack. Data based food might not give any nutrition, or be any kind of filling... but they tasted good.

He was enjoying his pizza, when the curtain suddenly pulled open.

Revealing a more true Dalek... or, at least, a robot designed to look like a Dalek. Unlike a real Dalek, he had various tentacles, that came out of panels... but at least they looked like Dalek tentacles. The Tentacles were covered in a mesh, that made them feel like soft snake skin. The true Dalek needed those tentacles, to care for the hive.

His build was covered in compartments, holding adult sized baby products... and spanking equipment. Just like any other Nursery model.

The Misfits had chosen unorthodox colors, for a Dalek. A bright purple body, with green orbs and accents, on the hover skirt. Yes, the Olives colored their robot like Spike Sparkle, sue them. They were as proud a Brony, as a Whoovian.

The Dalek gave a sigh. "It's been 13 years, do we have to go through this every morning?"

One of the Dalek's tentacles, gently reached for his watch, and pushed a button. Leaving the boy back in nothing but his implants, and the real diaper he was wearing. He didn't have to use it, but the Nanny bots insisted he wear it... at least it was a pullup, like he liked, with TARDIS Eevee evolution prints.

The tentacles pulled off the pullup, and placed it in one of the compartments, within the Daleks "Hover Skirt"... the Dalek could actually hover. As, in addition to the Verse implants Olive installed in their body, he'd spent millions in upgrading his Nursing Bot, turned Nanny Bot.

"And good morning to you to, Spike-lek," Smar greeted, blushing as Spike-lek applied the baby wipes to his underwear area...

The more human dalek feeling resentful, of the fact, he was chosen to endure this humiliation.

Smar knew he shouldn't be embarrassed, as this was an every day occurence. But other littles were walking by his cubbie. Some being carried by their own droid. All naked, save for a new diaper, and the fresh smell of baby powder.

Truthfully, very few were allowed to walk, under their own power at least. They either had to hold their droid's hand... or wear a body leash.

They were no doubt going to this floor's bathhouse, where Smar would soon be headed.

Smar shivered, at the coldness of the wipes, then pretended his boyhood didn't react, at the rubbing in of fresh baby powder.

While that was going on, Spike-lek used his extra tentacles, to open a cabinet in Ollivander's cubbie, and pull out a clean pullup.

Diapers, and pullups, felt and sounded like they were made of crinkly plastic, but in truth they were a new material, that was both washer and dryer safe.

These pullups were the only real clothes Smar owned... he liked the prints.

One of the tentacles suddenly smacked Ollivander's diaper covered butt, getting an exciting sound of crinkling going. But Smar yelped in pain and surprise.

Musky-Pup:

Once their special area was wiped clean, and freshly diapered, Smar switched places with Musky-pup, who took a moment to get used to having two legs.

It was better to have a kid be the one in the steering wheel, while they were in the Nursery.

Musky might be 19, but that wasn't, legally, an adult anymore.

Just as Spike-lek stood Musky on the floor, and started putting his body leash on. A familiar voice got his attention.

"Hey Musky," Another age player greeted the boy, in an adult's body.

She looked like a brown bat, with butterfly wings. As she, to, had holo implants. Though Musky-pup knew better then to point out the unfairness of Batty being allowed to walk to the bathroom, wearing her data shell, but None of the Misfits could put on their's until after they got their bath.

Batty also had a mental implant, to balance a bipolar disorder. But her's was advanced enough, that her psyche wasn't fractured, after getting a Dreamscape helmet...

Mostly cuz she did the smart thing, and waited for reviews of the helmets... where Ollivander bought his within the first week.

"Hey Batty," Musky smiled. He greeted their best friend... probably the best friend to all the Alters in his head. She could actually tell them apart, even without a data shell.

After Ollivander first got his mind back under control, thanks to the Schizo implant, he moved out to this city... to try living on his own, again.

Olive's family bought him Spike-lek, who was much less advanced back then, to be his private nurse and butler.

As Olive's job out here, was too brilliant to pass up. He moved out to Reno, and did some work for "Biggest Little Fur Con", getting involved with the Babyfur community. As a result, The Hive knew basically everyone in the Reno Nursery.

"How's Oni?" Musky asked.

Oni was Batty's wifu. However, despite living in a legit trailer, with actual rooms, Batty would sometimes spend the night at the Nursery. Just the occasional sleep over, to enjoy the various amenities.

Those that adopted an age player, in the real world, were allowed to move into the stacks. Houses might be a thing of the passed, as entire neighborhoods were bulldozed, to make way for megaplexes, with their millions of cubbies to store people... But the stacks endured.

They were made available to the Filthy rich. As well as the new type of "Nuclear Family", which used age players. Just one of the Many benefits, to adopting an adult, that like to wear diapers.

After all, People didn't work their every waking hour, although 12 hour shifts were the norm now. But even then, they got 3, hour long, breaks. Then the Oasis was only online for 7 hours, each night. So there were a couple hours to just... suffer in the real world.

This was decided, so People's bodies wouldn't deteriorate. So they could eat and make connections with real life people... the droids, run by the military, but piloted by the AIs, took care of most needs, but they also forced people to be active, when they weren't sleeping... even if the activity was sitting around, talking to other people.

"Oni's good," Batty smiled. They had a deal that if Batty spent their off hours at the Nursery, they would spend their sleeping hours together, in the Oasis.

"Too bad you couldn't join us on the pirate raid," Musky sighed.

Batty shrugged, "Date night is more important."

Musky gave a sad smile. "I miss date nights." before finally walking towards the bathroom. Batty following, in the arms of her droid.

Musky-pup sighed, "You have any idea how hard it is to find someone interested in a teenage little? The only people willing to date me are perverts!" Musky loudly declared.

Batty gave sympathetic nods. However, her Avatar was a legit toddler, like most Ageplayers. So she couldn't really relate.

Jasper:

Once they reached the Bathroom, the little vampire took over. As he didn't mind the droid bathing him.

Jasper was, however, trying to conceal his excitement from batty... as that was just embarrassing. Thankfully that was easy, as he was in a separate, and massive, sink... even if Batty was in the sink right next to him.

Their droids knew they were friends, so tried to keep them together, for most activities. That is, whenever Batty spent the night.

Batty's droid would go with her, back to the stacks.

Her droid identified as male... even if droids didn't have genders. Batty named him "Proto-Beep", and ordered a Protogen model.

In the Furry fandom, protogens were Cyborgs, but in the real world, they were just a different model of droid, the AIs could pilot.

Proto-Beep's head was an oval screen, that showed off emojis. He had floofy ears, and looked like a mix of fake fur, and metal. He was definitely huggable.

Regardless, Batty and Jasper made small talk, while they were scrubbed clean. With the others eagerly swapping in and out, to talk to batty.

Htuom Trams:

Htuom pouted, as he looked down at himself.

Spike-lek had finally let them use their watch, but had dressed him in a jinbei and wooden sandals. A Japanese robe, so short... you could see the Daleks printed on his diaper... it was soooooo embarrassing... but at least Spike-lek wasn't making him wear an actual skirt... he'd done that before.

Sunny Dilbert Dee'Roo:

It was decided Sunny would "steer" their body, on the way to work.

Cars had been Outlawed, outside military use, but the public transportation system was reliable within a nano second. As it was controlled by AIs.

He managed to hop on a trolly, at the very second they expected it to pass by.

Sitting down, with their phone, and looking up the local news. The kids begging to watch cartoons, instead. He did his best to ignore them, without muting them.

Spike-lek was coming with him to work, as he always did... mostly for protection from the military. A kangaroo, on a leash, with a robot holding the other end, was a clear sign that the person was an age player, and so had special privileges and protections.

Sunny might be the "Grumpy Side", but he wasn't stupid. The leash and diaper might bother him, but he knew better then too complain about it.

Frost Bite:

After Sunny finished with the news report, and finding they were still an hour away from work. Frost Bite took over, and let the kids watch their cartoons. If only to calm them down.

Turning into a frost demon for the rest of the ride.

The Haunted Magician:

Once at work, Haunted took the reigns. As his portion of the Hive Mind had access to the corner of the mind-drive, that gave them their programming skills.

They each got their own Skills from the mind drive. But work needed the Hacker's understanding of computer's.

It was a complicated job, managing the programs for the machines that rearranged atoms. Only Haunted could do it, due to having the experience the rest of the hive lacked.

Haunted was always working, even in the Oasis. He didn't have days off, nor did he want them. Computers were his passion, and code was his native tongue.

The other's in the hive were a tad worried for him. As he had no life outside code.

Haunted didn't even like staying at the helm during his lunch break.

Kolbert

Kole took over, come break time. Given Haunted, once again, refused to "make small talk" with his co-workers... and well, someone had to eat.

Kole giggled with delight, and chatted non-stop... and once again getting many requests from his co-workers to adopt him. Given they knew he lived at the nursery.

Kole politely declined their offers, telling them he was already the ward to a nice couple. And didn't want to be "One of those brats" that had multiple families he bounced between. His current family wouldn't allow it, even if he wanted to.

Besides, most of his personalities were adults, who didn't want people babying them. So they kinda vetoed anything that wasn't an Oasis Relationship.

As typical when Kole talked to their co-workers, he felt sufficiently spoiled. And they felt they could break through to him eventually.

After all, who wouldn't want an Ageplayer they knew in real life?

Sunny, being a cynic, pointed out they likely just wanted the opportunity to live in the stacks. But Kole had more faith in people, and was convinced they sincerely liked him.

Metagamer:

Metagamer was the pilot, for the trip back to the nursery. And Unlike Sunny, allowed the children to watch their cartoons through her.

Sunny was complaining how they would be drowned by all that, once they returned to the Nursery.

But was ignored.

Ollivander:

Ollivander was allowed in the steering wheel, once they returned to the Nursery.

Turning his watch to his 20 something year old body... just without body hair. He had a pale latino skin tone, Japanese eyes, and Caucasian features, with his hair colored blue, with blond tips. All spiked up like a Saiyan's.

The nanny bot... nearly immediately stripped Their body naked, applied a healthy supply of powder to their privates, before tapping up the colorful diaper.

It was embarrassing, before the Apocalypse, Olive used to only wear pullups, and never let anyone change him. It was a personal thing for him... but part of living in the Nursery meant mandatory diapers. Thankfully he was still allowed to use the toilet, but diapers must be warn after work.

The idea of moving to the Stacks was almost worth it. If he didn't have to go through this embarrassment everyday. But the others insisted having an actual family would be worse.

CODEX :

Extended Lifespan .

A combination of nanobots, and genetic engineering, extended the surviving animals lifespan, indefinitely... a trick they were still trying to figure out how to instill into more complicated lifeforms, like humans.

The animals had their aging outright stopped, once they reached their Prime. With the trillions of cell sized robots, in their blood, giving them a minor healing factor, straight out of a comic book.

They might not be able to regrow missing limbs, but they could heal broken bones, to near fatal wounds, instantly. However, these wounds did leave scars.

Humans had something similar, in their own bodies, but due to being more complicated, could only get the nanobots to extend their life expectancy by a hundred years... mostly due to the more complex brain, slowly degrading.

The new preservation gel, the High 5 invented, prevented that, while still keeping the mind active. But couldn't exactly be incorporated in a flesh and blood body.