*sweatdrops and mutters*

Did Flynn have to deal with such a crazy program? Oh boy!

*veers the recongizer*

. o O (Man, the controls suck.)

Alright! *veers over to Sketch and attempts to sandwich him with the recongizer* >_>

*Sketch finds a reformat routine buried in the list of emergeny options in the recognizers manual*

[][] [] Ah ha! Just what I need! [][] [] []
*Sketch puts the pixelbomb into the reformat drive*

/Accessing Reformat command on item: Pixel_Bomb/
/Operation Complete./

[] He he he. Now to really turn up the heat! [][][]
/Access Reroute_Protocall... Accessed/
/Reroute: Pixel_Bomb.../
/Through:Rec_Command_Code/
/..................Reroute complete./
/Recognizer now has Pixel_Bomb_Cannon upgrade/

[][] HA HA HA HA! Yes it worked! [] []
*A few tank fly by Sketch's recognizer. He turns around and spots rhender.exe's tank. Sketch locks on to his tank and fires his pixel cannon. A round of explosions can be seen bombarding the tank in a bright display of light. When the dust settles the tank, still able to move yet covered in a scar of red pixels, has lost it's cannon*

[][] CHAOS IS AFOOT! [][] []
*Suddenly out of nowhere Kia rams into Sketch's recognizer and sends him into a spin. Pixel bombs fire in every direction blowing large craters into the grids surface.*

CRATER!

Trace swerves her bike several times to avoid the craters being blown into the grid by the pixel cannon. She pauses just beyond the devastation and looks back.

Niiiiiiiiiiice

I suppose. But you better not break it. It's a limited edition.

*Nik steers her Recognizer over to Trace and Kia...*

Hop in guys! You'll be safer in here!!!

*Neko activates the tractor-beam and brings them aboard*

Now....let's go get 'em.....

Oops...

*Kia's unmanned Recognizer smashes into the wall of the game grid..speading debris all over the immediate area*

That's what I get for trusting a CAT *rolls eyes*

Neko - Mrow??? *whimpers*

Woah....



You're green again?!?!?!?

Whoops. I think my copy/paste routine may have been a little too powerful for the poor fellah. He's done copy/pasted himself!

*Still moving slowly across the Game Grid, he says*

Think of...how I feel. It's very...disorientating. I had...to pull a...few strings and call...in a few favors to...get this right...uhhg...but it was...the only way...I could make sure...