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[a1enzo]

"Okay, I'm gonna use CORO to attack FTRIC," says Enzo, pushing two units along a line on the map. The random number generators click out the attack values.

The visit is now well into its second... second, and there's only so much you can do to keep yourself occupied around the house. Enzo has dug out some old circuit board games; they've already played Pixelnary, and now they're on RISC.

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[goinghost.livejournal.com]

Danny was looking exceedingly bored. He really wasn't the board game type. More the video game type, which, even if they had anything like video games, what if there was an even tinier society of sentient microprograms inside--ow, now he was thinking too hard.

Anyway, no video games when you were inside a computer, and so he was laying next to the game board, very lazily looking over and moving his pieces with the hand closest to the board without sitting up, whenever it was his turn.

"Do you have anything on TV that isn't weird advertisements for empty buckets or people reciting jokes we don't understand in binary?"

[a1enzo]

"Not this cycle." He did check the listings. He'd rather take them circuit racing or jetballing, himself, but even if they went invisible, no one goes to such places alone.

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

"Do you think they'd get mad at us if we went out just in sprite mode? I mean, as long as I don't go ghost, no one'll recognize me from the fight with Daemon, right?"

He was getting ANSI.

...Oh god, he'd been here too long. He was even thinking in computer puns.

[a1enzo]

Enzo ponders this, then shakes his head with a grimace. "There's not that many data sprites in Mainframe. People'd notice anyone new."

[ami_imperfect]

"And Dot and Bob want us to lay low because of the whole 'you and other people from Milliways coming to fight Daemon' thing," chimes in Dani as she waits for her turn.

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

Danny rolled to defend. "Can't we just be visiting cousins from another system?"

[a1enzo]

"What cousins?" Enzo protests, moving his victorious troops onto Danny's node. "We haven't got any family in other systems, we didn't even know there were other systems before..."

[nofileext]

Pwing! A vidwindow pops open right above the game board. "Enzo," says the slightly nervous binome at the other end, and adds belatedly, "sir!"

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

Wow, it was good that Enzo's houseguests could go invisible, even while not ghosted out.

Fwsh.

[a1enzo]

Enzo looks panicked, then sags just a bit in relief as the Phantoms fade from sight before straightening to attention again. "Yes?"

[nofileext]

"We've, er, got a bit of a situation. More neoviral activity."

[renegade-enzo.livejournal.com]

A little while before the call to Enzo, Matrix had gotten the call about the Neovirals' activities, and he, AndrAIa, and Ray quickly headed out to handle the situation.

The Neovirals had never been much of a threat to warrant bringing all three of them, but Matrix would rather be over-prepared than under.

"Fraggin' Neovirals," Matrix muttered as they approach Ghetty Prime. "Always gotta choose the worst time to cause trouble."

He had been in the middle of tuning up his bike when the call came in, which explains why he was currently using only his much slower zipboard to get there.

[a1enzo]

"Again?" The neovirals - binomes who had actually been better off under Megabyte's rule, or thought they had - have been taking advantage of the absence of the Command.COM and senior Guardian to make trouble. Fortunately, most of them aren't very effective, and the worst they've gotten away with so far is rather a lot of petty vandalism. "What're they doing now? Trying to tear down the PO?"

[nofileext]

"Um, no, sir," says the 0 with a slight cough. "Just the opposite, actually."

[a1enzo]

"Huh?"

[notascreensaver]

AndrAIa cruised alongside Matrix as the duo made their way towards the disturbance. "Well, what is it today? Eight units say inappropriate graffiti caricatures again."

[renegade-enzo.livejournal.com]

"I got sixteen on handing out horribly written pamphlets," Matrix said as he shot her a grin.

Like it was said before, the Neovirals were never much of a threat.

[nofileext]

"What odds're you giving on unauthorized construction projects?" asked Ray, swinging back in to join them as they passed the mouth of an alley.

[renegade-enzo.livejournal.com]

"Construction?" he said incredulously. "Could you tell what it was?"

He was having trouble imaging them having enough skill to build a pillow fort, let alone anything troublesome.

[nofileext]

"Can't be sure," he admits, "I didn't see much of the original. But it looks like the bottom of that big red building that got wiped in the restart, looked like a snake about to strike."

[notascreensaver]

AndrAIa turns to Matrix with a slightly panicked expression.

"They're not that stupid, are they?"

[renegade-enzo.livejournal.com]

Matrix's expression turned grim. The Silicon Tor. Something he didn't want to think about ever again.

"Well, they are pretty crashing stupid," he said. "What I'm wondering is how they'd even be able to do something like this. They've never been able to even picket right, let alone do anything this complicated..."

[nofileext]

"I never said they were doing a good job," Ray points out. "Looks like cargo cult programming to me. They want the big guy back, so they're trying to put his home back where it was."

[notascreensaver]

The Game sprite turns another panicked look at Matrix.

"Isn't that where they set up that lab?"

[renegade-enzo.livejournal.com]

"Frag it all..." he mutters. "We've gotta get there now."

He started going full speed on his zipboard towards the former site of Megabyte's old tower, and wished he had his bike with him right now.