The Contested Zone . . .

The Contested Zone was pulsing out its hype spots - There's no place like Zone . . . Zone is where the data is . . .

She was angry. She'd spent too long looking for that squirt Circuit Boy. It was rumoured that he'd been hanging with his Zoneboys - the Gene Pool Chameleons, a motley crue of genetic cretins.
Suddenly she sensed his all too familiar architecture in the Zone. She challenged the datascape:

Circuit Boy.
I know you're here. I can sense you.
Show me your algorithms.
Let me corrode your defenses.

Circuit Boy. Come here.
Let me buttfuck your irresistable chrome-plated ass, honey.
I want you.
Circuit Boy.

I'm waiting.