Gatherings at the "Serviceability" bar

— I'm bo-o-o-o-red! - Lizzy whined, swinging on a swing in a deserted courtyard. Bizzy stood nearby, leaning against the iron wall, painted with colors that had long since faded, and smoked, looking around with the eyes of a commander mentally deploying her troops on the battlefield. — You’re like a child, honestly, - she said to her friend. - At least others are busy with work, what about you? You wander around the city and do nothing. — Yes, and you’re wandering around with me, - Lizzy retorted, dreamily looking around the dull gray skies, - by the way, you’re also not busy with anything. Bizzy chuckled. In principle, her friend is right, they are both slackers. Dickson, as the eldest of her brothers, tried to teach her wisdom. it's all to no avail. Expensivekey kept repeating that she was setting a bad example for her younger brother, and Bizzy didn't care what Chavok did during night walks around the city (or they said that he did). And then this Nivke started trying to be their friend, it’s unclear why. On the one hand, she doesn’t seem to be a young browser anymore, Yandex is old enough to be a mother, but the redhead is still drawn to adventure. Lizzy even somehow shamelessly asked her about her personal life, but she refused and remained silent for some unknown reason. Bizzy was a determined and persistent girl, so her colleague Chrom decided to find out why Nivke stuck to them like a bath leaf, in case he knew something. He really knew, it was obvious, but he also chose to remain silent. Opera said that recently there was a real scandal in their department, and it was Nivke and she who quarreled. The reason became clear immediately. — Kelu has decided to step down as the embodiment of the browser. Well, that is, her personality no longer corresponds to the canon, so to speak - Opera said a little coldly, pouring tea for her guest - she said that she had had enough. Of course, I warned her that if she left the post of embodiment, it would destroy her, we all represent something in Fandom City, and if she became just a person who does not embody anything, she would be erased. She’s a fool, she doesn’t understand what she’s doing, the browser concluded, sipping from her mug. — Hmm, yes, that’s the situation, - Bizzy clicked her tongue, - why is she trying to insinuate herself into our company? — Well, ask her that. She's the one who's gone crazy with us, who knows what's going on in her head now. Nivke sat on the roof of the house and looked into the distance. Her long fiery red hair flowed so that it seemed as if her head was on fire. She didn't want to be just Nivke anymore. During her existence, she saw so many incarnations that lived only to embody something... Nivke did not like this. She wanted to be an individual. Even more, she (still timidly, occasionally) hoped to become a Human. But those forces that controlled the clearly balanced system of Fandom City could not allow her such freedom of choice. And she laughed joyfully when her “I” scattered into pieces and disappeared into the endless darkness...