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Cripes! This is absolutely bad, man. Imagine Tron without effects. Tom without Jerry and Gridrunner without grids. Imagine being sentenced to life in an arena of relentless peril, illuminated only by the flames from a central inferno and the flash of laser fire.

Imagine heavy duty warfare. Imagine there's no people... About the screen sparkle The Bits. With your trusty Bitsearcher (fashioned after the battle cruiser from Tron, hence the awkward title) you must hoover 'em up one by one and deposit them into the central furnace.

Sharing the arena are the Bytesheets, great walls of noise that grind up and down the screen, and around the edge skate the deadly Nibbles who pump poisonous pixels stage centre. All must be avoided. As you move through the screens the Bytesheets become more furious and the Pixel shower more intense. It's a visual nightmare that requires fearsome co-ordination.

A simple idea true enough, but the game just won't quit. Like I said: It's bad man.