Bad Data, a little virus bent on the domination of Mainframe, and who "likes to rumble but hates to fumble" is blasted into the stratosphere by the mythical Blair, Pierson, and Buckley. They took away his groovy shades, rendering him as no longer cool. He is gone, Never to return...
A few years later...
The User was very excited, for he had just downloaded a zipped archive called the "Mystery Bundle". He couldn't wait to find out what was inside. He extracted the archive, finding a file called "runme.exe".
"Wow!" thought the user, "This must be something cool!" and he quickly double clicked on the file.
A new game descends into Mainframe,
Carrying a lethal cargo.
Megabyte sat on his chair, filing his townails. He had recently returned from his relaxing vacation to the web, and was returning to the business at hand, the destruction of his beloved Mainframe. He sat there, wondering how this could be achieved, and admiring the purple, blue swirls of the game cube that sat down in the center of Mainframe. Suddenly the game departed, and Megabyte saw Bob and the rest return to the Principle Office.
But something else escaped from the game, something horrible...
A shadowy figure began to approach the Tor, slowly at first, then quite rapidly. It rushed into the main chamber, and right into Megabyte's room. the figure knocked on the door, and when it openned, it ran in.
"Howdy!" the figure exclaimed to Megabyte, still clipping his toenails.
Megabyte looked up, and lurched back. "No! Not you! It can't be!!"
"Heh heh, yep! I'm back baby! And I have a new plan to steal all the data and become super intelligent, then I'll take over the entire Mainframe!"
"No!!" whispered Megabyte, "NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!". His voice echoed into the Mainframe sky, never to be heard again.
Now that Megabyte's out of the way,
I can steal all the data!!
Meanwhile, back at the Principle Office, Bob was contemplating the idea of telling everybody that he messed up the timeline, and removed Andraia. But he decided against it, deciding that it was just another character to do something with. Having done that, he resumed his duties as janitor, sweeping and polishing the floors of the Principle Office. phong slided up, having been repaired, he looked somewhat different. Bob didn't want to bring attention to Phong's hideous second head, so he slightly averted his eyes.
When Phong had been destroyed, a second head had to be attached. this head was constantly yelling random things, since it was blind and deaf. Pkong had grown accustomed to it, but everyone else was disgusted, and avoided the office at all costs, at least, when Phong was there.
"Hello Bob ICE CREAM POTATO!!!!" said Phong, as he slided to a stop.
"Yeah, Hi Phong" said Bob, continuing to sweep.
"Bob, I BANANA wanted to inform you that I have SOMEONE STOLE MY PEN!! scanned G-Prime, and have found no trace of Megabyte anywhere. I think that he may POSTCARDS FROM FRIENDS FROM OUT OF TOWN!! be up to something. Perhaps you should go and KEYCHAIN FROM CIBC!!!! check it out."
By the time Phong was finished, Bob was already gone.
Meanwhile, Bad Data roamed the streets, until he came to a medium sized building.
"Hey," He thought. "This place is no match for me!" and he quickly ran in. A little while later, he emerged. "It's a good thing I found that place, it had a lot of data, and I took it all!" he said to himself, as he slid away from Al's Slow Food Diner.
Hey! there's a nice looking place,
I haven't had my break today!!
Bad Data looked around, he saw something he liked, so he ran up to it.
"Wow! I've always wanted one of these!" He yelled in his load, high pitched voice. He ran up and took as much data out of the lamp post as he could.
"Muahahaha!! My reign of terror begins now! Soon, I will have enough of the data, then I can get super intelligent and take over the entire Mainframe!! Hahaha!!"
He looked around the street, until he got bored and left. He went up a few levels until he saw a little sprite walking around in circles. Bad data ran up to him.
"Howdy!" said Bad Data, "Who're you?"
"I'm Enzo, I'm a Guardian!!" Enzo said, in a slightly twisted voice. "I'm going to get even with everybody who has wronged me, soon, very soon.." His voice trailed off.
Bad Data looked at him, then exclaimed, "I'm going to steal all the data, then when I get enough, I'll get super intelligent and take over the entire Mainframe, I've already finished off Megabyte! You're next kid!"
Enzo turned, "You think you're going to take my data?!?" Enzo had a slight twinge in his eye, "No one takes my data! I'll slaughter anyone who tries to!"
Bad Data blinked, "Okay, maybe later then, bye bye!". He turned, and ran as fast as he could away from the sprite, who was now sharpening a weapon of some kind.
In G-Prime, Bob arrived at the Tor, he searched around, but only found a note that read:
"My Dearest Bob,
I have been destroyed by an entity known only as Bad Data. He is, in reality, just me, except he's mad. MAD! He likes to rumble and hates to fumble, and he'll stop at nothing to steal all the data and becomes super intelligent. With that done, he can take over the entire Mainframe!
Yours Truly,
Megabyte."
Bob knew that this was bad, very bad. And he had to tell someone! Not Phong, though, because he couldn't stand him!
On the other side of town, Enzo walked along talking to Frisket, he was telling him about the time he was a guardian.
"It wasn't all fun and games, though, we also had to work hard to defend the entire mainframe from Bad Data, eh, Megabyte."
He continued on with Frisket, until they saw Bob.
"Hi Bob!" said Enzo, but Bob kept on going, in the direction of Dot's Diner. Enzo turned and ran after him.
Bad Data had beaten them to it, unfortunately. He saw the diner, and knew it would be a great source of data. He went towards the diner, with a wild look in his eye.
Muahaha! That building is no match
for my awsome powers!
When Bob arrived, he looked around, but found no Dot anywhere.
"Hey Bob!" said Enzo, who had finally caught up.
"Dot is gone, I think it was Bad Data" replied Bob, "Now what?"
"Umm, Bob, Dot's over there!" said Enzo, matter-of-factly.
Bob looked across the street, and saw Dot standing there, watching them. Bob walked over to her, and asked "Why didn't you say anything?".
Dot looked at him oddly, "Yeah, whatever Bob!" and she walked away.
Bob looked down at Enzo, who was eyeing him strangely, "You're losing it Bob!" said Enzo, as he walked away.
Bob needed some answers, and the only place he knew of was one of the most dangerous places in Mainframe, Lost Angles.
Bob zipped over to the strange place, and was promptly vapourized, only to re-materialize in Hexadecimal's room. He looked around, and saw Hex sitting in her chair, filing her fingernails, which were now green.
"Hex, I need your help, there's a virus called Bad Data running around, and it's stealing all the data.", Bob said it all so quickly that Hex was left staring at him for a few moments. When his words caught up with her, she turned blue.
"Oh, Bob, look what you've done! Now I'm a color changing figure, good job!" she said, sarcastically. Then she realized that Bad data would be trouble, and she immediately burst into a small explosion.
Bob was confused, and he didn't know how to get out of Hex's hideout. He looked around, and saw Scuzzy zoom up to him.
"Bob" said Scuzzy, in his warm, inviting, Scottish accent. "I knew you'd be here, come, I have something to show you!"
Bob followed Scuzzy into a smaller room labelled, "Scuzzy Media monitoring Inc." and Scuzzy attached himself to the rest of his little, feline body. "Now, let's get RIGHT down to business! Mainframe is being eaten whole by Bad Data, am I correct?"
Bob nodded.
"Well then, it would be logical to assume that Bad Data would eventually get around to Lost angles, are you still with me?"
Bob nodded again.
"Good, now, let's take a gander into the viewing globe.." Scuzzy tipped forward, and in his head appeared an image of Lost Angles, with a rather large Bad Data about to consume it. "Ahh, you see? he's already here! Now I suggest that you go out there and try to stop him!"
Bob nodded, and went out the door marked "Exit".
How do they cram all that graham?
Bob quickly zipped up to meet Bad Data.
"Ahhh, Senior Data, welcome to Mainframe! Perhaps I can interest you in a complimentary beverage!"
Bad Data looked down, "No thank you, I just need to steal a whole bunch of data, then I'll get super intelligent and take over the entire Mainframe! Did I mention that I like to rumble, yet I hate to fumble?"
Bob yelled for him to stop the insanity, but Bad Data just picked up Lost Angles and ran off.
"Now what?" wondered Bob, "I've exhausted every possible option..except.." Bob knew that his idea would work, it would have to!
Bad Data wandered the alleys of Mainframe, until he came to a data storage facility. "Yes, this is it! " He exclaimed, "I've finally hit the jackpot! With all this data, I'm sure to become super intelligent and then..." He was interupted by a loud crash, and when he went to look, he found a strange little pig-man running around.
"Why, Hello little pig man!" said Bad Data, "And what's your name?"
The Pig man looked up, it had never seen another intelligent being before, and was not sure how to respond. He backed away a few inches, and then leaped up onto Bad Data and began to remove his face.
"Now, now, little pig man, is that anyway to treat an ultra super virus?"
The Pig man looked him square in the eyes and said, "It's Pig Girl, bonehead, and I'm the only true Super Virus!"
Bad Data knocked the pig girl off of him, "Yeah, you'tr a virus? Not bloody likely!"
The Pig girl introduced herself as Daemon, the super virus. "I'm here to infect, and stuff, and soon I'll have enough data to take over the entire Mainframe!"
At that moment, Bad Data felt it rise inside of him, a hatred that he had never felt before. He looked at the super virus, who wanted to steal HIS data, and take over HIS mainframe. His anger burst fourth in all the rages and distrubing emotions that a little badly rendered virus could muster.
He squishe dthe little pig girl.
He continued on his way, luckily forgetting about the data storage facility. He noticed a poster on the wall of Enzo, It said "Guardian Shmardian" accross it.
"Haha! I'm more than a match for that little guy!" and he walked away.
Hee hee! No Guardian Shmardian
is a match for my might!
He rounded the corner, and found himself face to face with the most hideous thing he had ever seen.
"Ahh, Hello young virus! I see that EATING CANTALOUPE IS MURDER you are on a data hungry rampage." said Phong, who stood at the end of the alley.
"Yeah, and I'll need your data too!" yelled Bad Data, advancing on Phong.
Phong whispered into his communicator, "Bob, you said that it wouldn't eat me because I'm a withered old fool, Bob, can you hear me?"
Bob could hear him, and see him from across the street. "What a pity, but it's for the good of Mainframe" thought Bob, as he saw Phong vanish into the bottomless gullet of Bad Data.
Bad Data felt kind of funny, he burped, then again, and a third, and final time. He looked at Bob, and knew he had been tricked.
"Tough luck old chap, maybe next time!" said Bob, as he flew away.
Bad Data knew that this was the end, so he resolved to never stal data again, and aknowledged that he was already intelligent enough. He looked down at his stomach, which was yelling something about "DON'T WORRY ABOUT THE ROLLING STONES TICKETS, I'LL BRUSH MY TEETH"
In a brilliant and colorful explosion, Bad Data was no more, and Mainframe was safe.
In a nearby building, Enzo polished his gun, just one in a collection of many.
"Soon, very soon" he said to Frisket, who looked at him worriedly...
