"I can't believe that the Ultimate Gangster sucks at grand theft auto."

Fuyuhiko fumed and rattled the table, looking ready to pop a vein as the game sounded out a metallic whack and the 'WRECKED' sign flashed up as Fuyuhiko's avatar collapsed after falling down a flight of stairs. He let out a strangled scream when he respawned, only to be bulldozed by a screaming Souda as he attempted to drive his car away from the cops. Fuyuhiko positively howled when he respawned again to be immediately shot by police, providing the cover Souda needed to escape. "Peko come pick me up…"

Usami gave a small giggle from her own computer, clicking away as she edited their previous recording sessions and queued up a month's worth of daily videos. She was delighted that the Future Foundation had agreed to let her create a youtube channel for them and the mascot rabbit had come to really love her job managing the videos. She had treated everyone to new microphones when they got their first subscriber, someone called 'Space_Neet12', and had even set up a shop with merchandise. "Ufufufu!" she chuckled when another twenty followed their channel and glanced back up to where her students were now playing GTA.

Peko waited until Fuyuhiko had stopped being killed constantly to ride in on her motorcycle and Fuyuhiko quickly mounted pillion. "Where is everyone, by the way?" she asked, breezily keeping ahead of the police as she drove towards the military base. She had been doing very well in GTA, one of the top players in the group – unsurprising considering her background.

"Peko-chan! Come do a mission with Ibuki, Mahiru-chan and Hiyoko-chan!" the musician whined as her character held up the gun shop. She whistled in delight when she got two hundred dollars but let loose a horrified scream when she found the door was barricaded with a shoddily parked car. "Kazuichi-chan! Noo! Let me out!" she wailed

"I'm on the run! The cops are after me; I have to – AAH!" Souda whimpered when he was gunned down and Ibuki groaned as her own pursuers began to close in.

"I'll come get you, Mioda-chan, just let me finish up here." Mahiru hummed as she efficiently defeated Hinata in a duel. She giggled as her cash and experience went up and was soon driving away in her custom truck, leaving the poor brunette in her dust to respawn. She had also been also been doing fairly well in-game, mostly due to her preying on the avatars of her male classmates.

"Mahiru-nee, get Mioda-chan already and let's do a mission! I'm bored and wanna do something fun!" Hiyoko chirped as she blew up a street of NPC civilians, shooting the ones that escaped the blast radius, with all the care she usually gave when she was squishing ants in real life. Not a single person had batted an eye when Hiyoko had taken to rampaging frequently, just making sure to steer clear.

"Tanaka-san, you have a company?" Sonia oohed in delight as she entered the building, trotting around excitedly as she took in the interior. She paused in front of the reception desk and took in the name. "D.P.E.F? Deepef?" The Ultimate Princess had taken a very peaceful way of playing, carrying no weapons and preferring to roam the map to take in the technological advancements – though she was usually the one to lead a raid on the military bases to steal planes.

"Hmf! The Four Dark Devas of destruction demanded a base of operation and who am I to deny their divine command? Behold!" Gundam's avatar struck a dramatic pose thanks to a downloaded mod, "The Divine Palace of the Eternal Flame!" he fell into his trademark bawdy laughter as his character pranced around the lobby around Sonia who giggled in excitement.

They all ignored Teruteru as he chuckled from his spot, screen drawn close in an attempt to hide his character's location, though even a fool would know the kinky chef had set himself up at the Vanilla Unicorn. They didn't bother him nor made any comment, knowing better than to try and interfere with the perv when presented with digital assets.

"Komaeda, why are you in my house?" Hinata asked as his character meandered over to the luckster's avatar. Hinata, as per usual, had done nothing particularly of note with his avatar (or perhaps that was worthy of note in itself?).

"It's too dangerous outside. My luck makes it difficult to cross the road."

"No. I mean, how did you become glitched into my walls?"

"My luck is still in play."

"Do you need help?"

"I think I'll be fine…"

"URAAAAAAGH!" Akane roared as she spammed the buttons, splitting the plastic covering it in her furious rage. Her character hurtled themselves at the NPC enemies in the mission, positively wrecking them with her fast reflexes paired with her speedy gun battle skills. "GET DESTROYED, YOU NEWS!"

"Owari-chan," Nanami chided calmly as she tanked her way through the mission with the gymnast, "it's pronounced 'git rekt, noobs'." The gamer's eyes darted around the screen as her character easily hoisted themselves into the aircraft they were stealing, playing the mission with ease. "You guys ok? We'll have to restart the mission if you get killed…"

"Nahaha!" Nidai boomed as his avatar moved with the same speed and strength as his real-life self. "Don't you worry, me and Owari can hold these fools with ease!" he roared as he set his character once more on the warpath. Nidai had been doing pretty well at GTA, though he had been a bit reluctant to play it in the beginning, considering the main themes of the game.

"Tsumiki, did you trip again?" the mask-wearing persona for Togami asked as he strode over to the poor girl as the avatar ragdolled over a fence. He had taken a strong liking to the customisation of the avatars, often reappearing in a completely new outfit every time they saw him.

"Hyuu!" Tsumiki whimpered as her character was left in a compromising situation, flicking the buttons aimlessly in an attempt to reanimate herself. "I don't really like this game…"

"Do you have a weapon?"

"Weapon?"

The class went dead quiet as a bubble of giggles went up a few moments later, watching as Tsumiki ploughed her way through NPCs with a heavy machine gun, throwing C4s and launching rockets into pockets of them. Her face was red from her mirth and looked to be having the time of her life as she took sick pleasure in obliterating the digital people.

Ah, Usami was now a little unsure if she should post the ex-but-don't-know-it-Remnants playing a violent game. Oh well… it'll probably be ok!