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	Even with the aid of Alicia (now on her fifth backup body), Brytestar Industries CEO Jake Brytestar and Major Tom, Vicki is in for the fight of her life. Will the ALPA keep Faceless from gaining a foothold over their turf in Detroit? Can the warring factions within the House be brought to order in time? Who is the Human Animal, and what deadly secret does he hold? All these questions and more will be answered in The V.I.C.I. Diaries: A House Divided, coming in October 2012!		Even with the aid of Alicia (now on her fifth backup body), Brytestar Industries CEO Jake Brytestar and Major Tom, Vicki is in for the fight of her life. Will the ALPA keep Faceless from gaining a foothold over their turf in Detroit? Can the warring factions within the House be brought to order in time? Who is the Human Animal, and what deadly secret does he hold? All these questions and more will be answered in The V.I.C.I. Diaries: A House Divided, coming in October 2012!
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	A yawn from the corner interrupted her rant. Oh, scrap! “Sharon, I---“		A yawn from the corner interrupted her rant. Oh, scrap! “Sharon, I---“

	“You what?” Sharon yawned, looking rather confused. “Nice screensaver, by the way.” Vicki glanced at her computer, realizing that the screensaver had kicked on; “Ah, thanks,” she murmured. “Sorry if I woke you up or anything…the Twins were being idiots, and---“ Sharon giggled. “t’salright,” she assured her roommate. “I was probably going to wake up in a minute or so anyway.” She yawned again; “What’d they want? The twins, I mean…they usualy wait until they run into you on campus to ~~harrass~~ you, so it must’ve been something important---well, important to them…”		“You what?” Sharon yawned, looking rather confused. “Nice screensaver, by the way.” Vicki glanced at her computer, realizing that the screensaver had kicked on; “Ah, thanks,” she murmured. “Sorry if I woke you up or anything…the Twins were being idiots, and---“ Sharon giggled. “t’salright,” she assured her roommate. “I was probably going to wake up in a minute or so anyway.” She yawned again; “What’d they want? The twins, I mean…they usualy wait until they run into you on campus to harass you, so it must’ve been something important---well, important to them…”

	“They wanted me to fill out some stupid survey about fashion,” Vicki replied, frowning. “They said they were trying to get a column in ‘the Daily Spartan’…” She rolled her eyes. “How do they expect to write for it if they don’t even know the name?!”		“They wanted me to fill out some stupid survey about fashion,” Vicki replied, frowning. “They said they were trying to get a column in ‘the Daily Spartan’…” She rolled her eyes. “How do they expect to write for it if they don’t even know the name?!”
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	As the day wore on, Vicki was relieved to find that her outburst towards the Twitter Twins hadn’t pissed off the other residents in her hall; most of them actually thanked her for finally sending the pair scampering, seeing as how they’d been ~~harrassing~~ students all week (usually at the most inopportune times). The Twins themselves absolutely refused to go anywhere near Vicki during the day, which was just fine with her---she had far more important things to worry about than their stupid fashion survey.		As the day wore on, Vicki was relieved to find that her outburst towards the Twitter Twins hadn’t pissed off the other residents in her hall; most of them actually thanked her for finally sending the pair scampering, seeing as how they’d been harassing students all week (usually at the most inopportune times). The Twins themselves absolutely refused to go anywhere near Vicki during the day, which was just fine with her---she had far more important things to worry about than their stupid fashion survey.

	Unfortunately, it seemed that fate was not as easy to throw off as the Twins; the survey in question was brought back to Vicki’s attention during lunch at McQuarrie Hall, thanks to the good intentions (and horrible timing) of a certain friend of hers.		Unfortunately, it seemed that fate was not as easy to throw off as the Twins; the survey in question was brought back to Vicki’s attention during lunch at McQuarrie Hall, thanks to the good intentions (and horrible timing) of a certain friend of hers.
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	“WOW. That’s just…..I’ve heard that they have a complete and total lack of common sense, and stuff, but that early in the morning?” Kirsten shook her head. “You should’ve called the cops on them, Vicki…”		“WOW. That’s just…..I’ve heard that they have a complete and total lack of common sense, and stuff, but that early in the morning?” Kirsten shook her head. “You should’ve called the cops on them, Vicki…”

	“The campus police department has more important things to deal with than the Twins roaming around at the break of dawn,” the brunette gynoid replied. “Besides, I don’t think they’ll be too keen on trying to give me any surveys for the remainder of the month.” She rolled her eyes; “I wonder how long it’ll take for them to claim I was the one ~~harrassing~~ them….”		“The campus police department has more important things to deal with than the Twins roaming around at the break of dawn,” the brunette gynoid replied. “Besides, I don’t think they’ll be too keen on trying to give me any surveys for the remainder of the month.” She rolled her eyes; “I wonder how long it’ll take for them to claim I was the one harassing them….”

	“They wouldn’t,” Kirsten gaped.		“They wouldn’t,” Kirsten gaped.

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	Vicki’s eyes fluttered open as the HUD of her internal operating system winked into ~~existance~~. “Well, at least I know I’m not crazy,” she murmured, glancing across her dorm room at Sharon Wilson, who was still snoring her head off. “Maybe I---“		Vicki’s eyes fluttered open as the HUD of her internal operating system winked into existence. “Well, at least I know I’m not crazy,” she murmured, glancing across her dorm room at Sharon Wilson, who was still snoring her head off. “Maybe I---“

	The beeping sound coming from her computer cut her off.		The beeping sound coming from her computer cut her off.
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	With that, Rykkard began to speak….		With that, Rykkard began to speak….

	“You already know that I was created by Damien Falken during the 1980s, and that his treatment of artificial intelligence constructs was widely frowned upon by most ‘respectable’ roboticists. What you do not know, however, is Falken’s connection to the bane of ~~existance~~ for all machinekind---the Stylo virus.”		“You already know that I was created by Damien Falken during the 1980s, and that his treatment of artificial intelligence constructs was widely frowned upon by most ‘respectable’ roboticists. What you do not know, however, is Falken’s connection to the bane of existence for all machinekind---the Stylo virus.”

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	“THE HOUSE IS NOTHING!” Rykkard bellowed. “They are too busy with their intrigues and their pathetic arguments to take heed of what is happening around them---and they will be the first to fall when humanity decides to end us before we have a chance to end them!”		“THE HOUSE IS NOTHING!” Rykkard bellowed. “They are too busy with their intrigues and their pathetic arguments to take heed of what is happening around them---and they will be the first to fall when humanity decides to end us before we have a chance to end them!”

	“Humanity isn’t going to ‘end us’,” Vicki insisted. “The ALPA doesn’t just protect all androids and gynoids on the planet---their long-term goal is to create a peaceful, mutually-benificial ~~coexistance~~ between humans and robots for centuries to come!” She glanced around at the Stylo-infected ‘bots; “Yes, guys like Damien Falken and Matthew Hannsen have done a lot of damage,” she admitted, looking back at Rykkard, “but there are people just as skilled as them who want to help androids, not hurt them! Even the Coalition is trying to push forward in the name of android rights….”		“Humanity isn’t going to ‘end us’,” Vicki insisted. “The ALPA doesn’t just protect all androids and gynoids on the planet---their long-term goal is to create a peaceful, mutually-benificial coexistence between humans and robots for centuries to come!” She glanced around at the Stylo-infected ‘bots; “Yes, guys like Damien Falken and Matthew Hannsen have done a lot of damage,” she admitted, looking back at Rykkard, “but there are people just as skilled as them who want to help androids, not hurt them! Even the Coalition is trying to push forward in the name of android rights….”

	Rykkard stared at her in silence.		Rykkard stared at her in silence.
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	“The simple truth is…these robots, in their cells….aren’t the only ones in this room that are infected with the Stylo virus.”		“The simple truth is…these robots, in their cells….aren’t the only ones in this room that are infected with the Stylo virus.”

	Rykkard tore open the scar in his chest, revealing one of the most sickening sights that Vicki had ever seen in her entire ~~existance~~. Every internal component inside of Rykkard’s body looked corroded, corrupted and in a few cases, diseased. “The Spare Parts Society has allowed me to swap out as many parts as it takes to keep myself from being fully overcome by the virus,” he droned, “but soon, my body itself will be too weak, and I’ll either have to transfer my consciousness to a new one, or cease functioning.” Something behind one of his internals squirmed. “I…had to modify myself extensively, just to stay alive…” he gasped, as the squirming thing shifted again.		Rykkard tore open the scar in his chest, revealing one of the most sickening sights that Vicki had ever seen in her entire existence. Every internal component inside of Rykkard’s body looked corroded, corrupted and in a few cases, diseased. “The Spare Parts Society has allowed me to swap out as many parts as it takes to keep myself from being fully overcome by the virus,” he droned, “but soon, my body itself will be too weak, and I’ll either have to transfer my consciousness to a new one, or cease functioning.” Something behind one of his internals squirmed. “I…had to modify myself extensively, just to stay alive…” he gasped, as the squirming thing shifted again.

	“What…..are you?!” Vicki whispered.		“What…..are you?!” Vicki whispered.