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by Zach_Rendar on Fri Sep 30, 2005 1:08 pm
Aboard The Gilgamesh, all was quiet, the mechanics had nothing to work on, and were going back to their computers to check e-mail, news, and the like; but like all space-oriented systems, no new informaiton could be read, so some reverted to gaming websites to ease their boredom. Boris was playing Scrabble halfheartedly when Hal came up to check on him.
"Hey Boris, whatcha doin' there?"
"Not much, just playing Scrabble with some guy on L1"
"You winning?
"Almost, this guy busted me with 'Moderato' "
"Well, you're good with words, better than I am anyway, why aren't you winning?"
"He knows all these little tricks to up his score, look, he just put "virus" on top of my "pike" to make "virus" and "spike". "
"So why is the other one blinking?"
The letter tiles making up the word "spike" started flashing slowly. Next, a small window with a picture of a laughing skull came up.
"Boris... does that usually happen?"
"Oh no... IT'S A SPIKE!!"
Boris began typing furiously at the keyboard, he had to block this before it got too far into Gilgamesh's system! After a few seconds, he realized that this thing was too well encrypted to be blocked. There was only one thing left to do.
Almost flying from his chair. He bolted past his fellow mechanics, who were wondering about the laughing skull on their computers, and intered the area for the central processor. Wrenching open the cover, he began pulling out databoards as quickly as he could. There was no telling how far the spike had gotten into the system... Hopefully it hadn't gotten into the ship registry, otherwise everyone and their mother would be out hunting The Gilgamesh.
Yanking out the last datacard, Boris fell in a heap among the other ones, The full impact of this scare settled in on him. Everyone would have to isolate their systems and check each datacard for signs of infection, then they'd have to reorganize the information to make sure the computers were all back to normal.
It was going to be long couple of hours...
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