It can get pretty bad, yeah. But the Master Control Program's only in charge when there's someone playing the game, so we're all right the rest of the time. The Games aren't lethal then, either. Lightcycles are a lot of fun when you can walk away from a crash.~

[He beams at the invitation.] Hey, thanks! Think I'll take you up on that. Tron's gonna ream me out for landing in a dangerous game, but I bet Fix-It Felix wouldn't bother him. [wry] I wish he were here. He'd take all those shambling guys out like it was nothing at all.

Don't worry, we'll make it. And you can visit me in my game too, okay? Long as the arcade's closed, you won't be in any danger.

Oh! Before I forget.... [Standing, he runs over to one of the cars, reaches into its open window, and pulls out a rope, a couple of tire irons, and a large tin can cylindrical object embossed with a picture of a haunch of beef a completely incomprehensible red symbol which apparently means it's some kind of power-up packet.] If we do run into any of the zombies, these'll come in handy. My disc's good for long-distance fighting, but you gotta have something else in case they get too close.