Arcade Machine
Rob noticed something in the back of the common room. An Arcade cabinet. The word Urban Brawler was emblazoned on the front in bright lettering. He fished a couple quarters out of his pocket. "Chris, watch my stuff. I'm going to try my luck at this."
Rob walked over to the arcade cabinet. A janitor stood right beside it. "Giving this one a try?" he asked.
Rob nodded.
"Bought it from a pizza place. Have fun."
Rob put the coins in the slot.
"Get ready to brawl!" a very distorted voice said.
It was a fighting game.
Lampy peeked over the railing. "Master likes video games?"
Radio used his friend as an impromptu step-stool. "Why of course. They're so popular nowadays."
Blanky huddled in a corner, trying not to shout advice.
A ninja in a brown uniform threw a hail of throwing stars at Rob's character, taking away the last sliver of health.
"GAME OVER!" The distorted voice shouted.
Rob just walked back to his stuff.
Rob and Chris had other classes.
Fantine hopped over from a few rooms next door. "Who's this big fella?"
"I believe it's called an Arcade cabinet?" Radio replied. The appliances had to crane their "necks" to get a look at it.
The arcade cabinet shuddered. A face appeared on its screen. "Are they gone yet?" He said. His voice was nothing like the digitized growl, but higher pitched. He looked around. "What? No screaming children? Where am I?" He looked down. "Oh, hi."
Toaster walked forward. "You're in a college dorm building."
The machine's mood shifted. "Oh, thank goodness." He shook again. "Oh, where are my manners? I'm Cade."
"Hi, uh," Lampy began. "What was this about screaming kids?"
Cade's eyes darted around the room. "I... uh... um..."
"Lampy, you've made the guy nervous."
"I got a lot of attention from the kids." He shook. "I was put in to keep the kids patient while their parents waited for their orders." More nervous glances. "Sure, it was fun, but..." Another tremor. "Look at what they did to my high score table!" His face disappeared, revealing a high score table.
"Lik...," Lampy read. A pause. "Wait, that's it?"
Cade's face returned. "I've had about five customers today and they must've erased those crude messages." He sighed. "College kids won't leave swear words on my screen. They're much too mature for that." He paused. "Or at least I hope."