Lori zipped across the alien landscape, her jet-stream painting a thick, orange contrail across the multiple sun sky. This world and its vast green, oceans spread out underneath her as she gave chase.
“Lori Gearspot863, this is Deputy Gerneau, you have been tagged, exit the Internet and await further instructions.”
Lori yanked the jack from behind her ear and leaned out of the cubicle to look for the deputy. Clumsily, she knocked over her stale coffee as the seldom used computer screen flashed a message. Dammit! A $1,000 fine for over-clocking and tying up system traffic. Thanks a bunch, Deputy.