Zelgadis walks into the room and turns on the computer as quietly as possible. The Interplanal Overseer, Xelloss, and Gourry are instantly in the room regardless, though it takes Ryoga a few extra seconds to find his way there.
Zelgadis: I'm playing SHANGHAI. (The others are instantly deflated and depart to do some more instant things.)
Zelgadis: Finally, some peace and quiet. (He makes sure the sound is off and runs the SNES emulator. He pauses. Nothing. He loads Ranma 1/2 Hard Battle. Instant Xelloss and gang.)
Xelloss: (gleefully) You lied! ^_^
IO: Oooo, my favorite game! (Zelgadis is ignoring them and is now choosing his character.)
Ryoga: Pick me! Pick me! Pick me! Pick me!
IO: Ryoga-sama, he's the worst player in the history of fighting games!
Ryoga: Pick Ranma! Pick Ranma! Pick Ranma! Pick Ranma!
Zelgadis: I resent that.
Gourry: Oooo, pretty colors!
Xelloss: Won't you use that cheat and pick Happosai for me?
Zelgadis: NO. (He holds down the over button and pushes enter to choose randomly. It lands on Ranma-chan, causing Ryoga to fall to the floor in a fit of laughter.)
IO: Oh, Ranma-chan! ^_^ Doesn't she remind you of Lina-san?
Gourry: (nods vigorously) Red hair, bad temper, huge appetite.
Xelloss: IO-san, won't you PLEEEEEEEEEEEEZE give me access to the Ranma 1/2 world? (puppy eyes.)
IO, Gourry, Ryoga, and Zelgadis: When you decide that annoying people is boring.
Xelloss: You're no fun! (pouts. Suddenly, his eyes light up.) Wait, aren't you insisting on making me do that in that dark fic you're writing? ^_^
IO: That doesn't count since it's virtually impossible and already been proven not to have happened.
Gourry: Who's that guy? (points to the opponent Zel is currently fighting in the game.)
Ryoga: That's Mousse. He's such a wimp in this game I wonder why they even put him in.
IO: Yeah! Do you know how long it took me to beat the thing with him? And I use him a lot, too!
Zelgadis: Your only obstacle was Shampoo. You could beat everybody else.
Ryoga: She's the hardest character anyway.
IO: Yeah, and you're a close second, I might add. Ever seen that demo where you engulf Genma in a barrage of bandanna-shurikens?
Ryoga: My favorite. ^_^
Gourry: What's a shuriken? Is it a pickle? (others except Zel, who is absorbed in the game, facefault.)
Zelgadis: Beat him ... (taptaptaptaptaptaptap) Beat her ...
Ryoga: (grabbing IO) WHAT was it you said about him being bad?!
IO: Heh heh ... ^_^() Can't I joke a little?
Xelloss: (suddenly appearing from wherever he went during all this) Oh, yes, interesting things always happen when you joke! ^_^ And speaking of jokes ...
IO: WHAT DID YOU DO NOW???
Xelloss: Sore wa himitsu desu. ^_^
IO: Rrrrrrr ... No more secrets, you baka! Zut!
Ryoga: Uh-oh ...
Gourry: Huh?
Ryoga: She's gonna do it again.
IO: (yelling at Xel in a mixture of English, Japanese, and French) {Tell me what you did right now, fruitcake, or I'll ... lock you in a room full of the cutest pokémon and digimon for a week!} (The others, used to interpretating such multilanguistic outbursts, wince at the mention of such a punishment. Even Xel looks a little pale.) {It'd better not be like the time you inserted annoying little comments into all my tapes, either, or I'll do it anyways!}
Xelloss: o_O() Oh, now, now, I assure you it wasn't much of anything, D- ... IO-san.
IO: (calming down and switching back to English) Oh, it'd better not be!
Zelgadis: (suddenly exclaiming from the computer) Hey, what the-
Ryoga: What is it?
Zelgadis: (points to the screen, where a mob of chibi-Xellosses seem to be swarming around the characters, who are trying to get rid of them (with little success.))
Ryoga: Gack ... o_O()
Gourry: Why's it doing that? (Everyone ignores him.)
IO: (glowering at the screen) I suppose this was your little joke?
Xelloss: (grinning like a maniac) Oh, no, that was just the warm-up ... . ^_^ Bye! (teleports out of the room.)
IO: GET BACK WHERE I CAN HIT YOU! (teleports after him.)
Ryoga: Well, that's that ... Uh, which way is the kitchen again?
Zelgadis: We just had lunch.
Ryoga: Yeah, but it'll be dinner by the time I get there.
Zelgadis: Too true. (tells him, scowls at the screen, Control-Alt-Deletes out of there, shuts down the computer, and looks at Gourry, who has occupied himself playing with a plastic light saber.) Why are you playing with that thing when you have the Sword of Light?
Gourry: Huh?
Zelgadis: (rolling his eyes) Never mind ... (walks out of the room, thus ending yet another pointless rambling. ^_^)