Room 307, Tuesday Afternoon

[dollpocalypse]

Nothing to do? Why not check on some spybots? Well, that was Topher's motto, anyway.

Topher clicked through the interface, going camera by camera -- huh, random blurry scuffle on the roof, what was that about? -- until he got to the one that spent the most time chilling in Peter's room. It seemed to be working, although, okay, that was weirdly close to Peter's desk. He was going to have to work on its spacial recognition or something so it didn't just climb on top of things and wind up filming Peter's freaking emails... huh.

Look, it wasn't like he could just not read it when it was all zoomed in on the screen like that, okay?

I can only hope that, in the event of success, you will choose to emulate Washington, MacArthur, or Augustus rather than Napoleon, Alexander, or Hitler.

Colmin

...what?

Okay, there were totally about five tabs being opened right now, and only four of them were to figure out who the hell those people were.

[[open door, open post! spybots nfb and all with the permission of the majestic lockestheway. eta: initial subject of the ender thread is gonna be nfb as well, la, but the fact that he stopped by and there was gaming is okay.]]

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[endsthegame]

"Exactly," Ender said, "Whereas you can shoot by moving like this..."

He performed a hand gesture.

[dollpocalypse]

"Got it," Topher said again, nodding intently. Then with a glance up at Ender, he asked, "Single or multi?"

[endsthegame]

"The original game was multi," Ender said. Most games from Battle School were. "This one is more single-player oriented, though it's still got multi options."

[dollpocalypse]

"Wanna?"

Brilliant idea, Topher. That was sure to end in... well, a sweeping defeat.

[endsthegame]

"Sure," Ender said, tapping them back to the main screen and activating the multiplayer function.

Poor Topher. Again.