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The gang's decker, Ralsei, was plugged in and slashing through cybersecurity at TokugawaCorp when Shintaro called for backup. Using his suitcase phone he said, "Steve, where are you? The 'borgs are closing in on our hideout!"

Steve yawned into his phone. "What? Did they declare honorable vendetta?"

"We're doing our raid, man! Why aren't you here?"

"I didn't know you were raiding."

"For Inari's sake, I posted about this on the Global MemeGrid yesterday. You know, 'Tomorrow, we retake control from the evil Murder Cyborgs'?" Bullets started rattling the warehouse walls but they held for now.

"There's your problem," said Steve. "You're not allowed to talk about Augmented CorpCitizens that way."

Shintaro was baffled. "I didn't get any violation notices or anything on my post."

"Yeah, it's a new thing--the Global MemeGrid secretly blocks anybody from seeing your posts if they contain banned terms. You're shouting into the void, buddy."

"But... they're cyborgs, they're not CorpCitizens, and they murder people. They're shooting right now!" Ralsei sat there placidly but a video screen showed his kitsune avatar doing furious battle with TokugawaCorp's virtual drones.

"Doesn't matter. GMG and the Dor-Sei Clan running it set the rules for honorable conversation. I hear 'megacorp' is getting blocked next."

"That's creepier than the 'borgs."

"Creepier than the what? Didn't hear you."

Shintaro growled. He tapped Ralsei on the shoulder and said, "Pull back and log out, man. We've got a bigger problem."