As we toured the massive headquarters of the Knights, (and after I recovered from an intense bout of hero-worship) Mr. Quaid - or rather, Lancelot - explained the problems they were encountering. It seemed as if a group of powerful players calling themselves the 'Joyriders' had taken up the detestible modus operandi of ambushing attractive player (or attractive Avatars rather)and subjecting them to 'virtual rape' which was everybit as horrible as the real thing, what with the ful sensory experience the game provided. No female seemed safe - the powerful female agents the Knights had sent 'undercover' had all succumbed, and Lancelot believed this was because the 'Joyrders' had developed a device that allowed them to send certain electronic impulses into the bodies of the players that rendered them incapable of action. Lancelot had also obtained information that these impulses were tuned specifically to a female psychology... which is where, to my shock, I came in.
"You can't be serious..." I said in disbelief.
"I haven't been this serious in a long time," Lancelot replied with a grim face. "We need you to go undercover... as a woman."
