Location: Lord Shellie's Throne Room
High Score: 1,985,873
Top High Score: 3,333,360
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The candles and torches of the throne room flickered with anticipation. The air stood still in the presence of the Looksmaxxing King and the blue blur. The massive man squad stepped forward and glared down the petite speedster.
Gamindorf's countenance grew darker, "Tell me, number one. Why do you look familiar? Have we met before?"
Sonia denoted, "You remind me of an ex-coworker, Shade."
"You're the second to mistake me for this man. He must stand out, just like I," Gamindorf reveled in the recognition.
"You kinda sound like him, too, idiot..."
Gamindorf meticulously adjusted his power glove. He kept it displayed to Sonia as a threat, "As the ultimate video gamer, I shall sit upon the throne and claim my rightful place. Be a good female and step aside for your sigma."
Sonia scrunched her face with a second of consideration, "Nah."
"Watch your mouth or you'll get cooked!" Gamindorf whipped out his zapper and fired at Sonia. The beam almost hit her, but time froze for a second. Like a stutter. It gave Sonia time to move from the throne and avoid the attack.
"What the...you have time manipulation?" Gamindorf raised an eyebrow.
"It's called lag clipping, doofus. An exploit I discovered thanks to the bobs blowing up. Load enough things in a game and its processing slows to a grind, and collision fails," Sonia took a small cheese wheel out of her inventory. She tossed it behind her, past the throne, and to a disgustingly large pyramid of cheese wheels and cinnamon rolls.
"Gamer's evil spreads like a plague..." a pang of pain crippled Gamindorf. Gamer's grinning visage plagued his mind. He snarled, "Ratio her, squad!"
Lord Shellie, Hero, and Kruel encroached with menacing strides. The Proforce dominated their eyes and Hero's mask. Sonia clasped her hands and laced her fingers together. She stretched her arms straight up, while pushing her body forward. It accentuated her body, especially her bum. The goons paused, and all three tilted their heads in admiration.
"Friggin' betas! Be better!" Gamindorf chastised.
"I heard what you said to Gamer and the others. You have psychic powers thanks to abstinence. That just means..." Sonia spun on the spot and struck a pose with cocked hips. Her milkshake made the boys go boom. She put a foot on the steps that led up to the throne, and grinned, "I have to move faster than thought."
Sonia attached her spring bracelet and hopped up on the edge of the top step. Her avatar's legs glitched when the collision registered her to fall backwards, but her bracelet forced a jump. It rebounded Sonia away from the steps at extreme speeds.
Lord Shellie and King Kruel reached forward to catch Sonia. However, she dropped a plethora of stuffed animals on the floor. She lagged once more and slipped by the gropers.
Sonia reached Gamindorf and laid hands on his power glove. She slammed her knees into his face, but he turned his head at the last second. To her surprise, he didn't flinch. Her knees meant nothing against his jawline.
"How?!" Sonia dropped to her feet. Without the stun, she couldn't remove the power glove from its wearer.
He grinned, "Bone smashing. Like titanium, baby."
"Nani?!" Sonia gasped.
Sonia dashed backwards, but Gamindorf caught her with telekinesis. He suspended her horizontally in front of him. She struggled against his mental powers, but the virgin powers were too great. He slammed her once against the ground.
"Kuso..." Sonia gritted her teeth. Gamindorf gestured his hand and floated Sonia closer.
"A part of me feels bad. So must gusto and skill, paling in comparison to me," Gamindorf brushed his power glove hand over her cheek. "I'll give you one last chance to surrender. Serve me, and have the privilege of making me meals day-in and day-out."
"Bug off, svin'ya!" Sonia spat on his boots.
"Typical response from an ungrateful bitch. I tried to be a nice guy. My kindness isn't a joke," Gamindorf slapped Sonia.
"Please...I'm sorry..." Sonia teared up and begged. "Don't take the magic items out of my pockets. I've worked so hard for them. I spent real life hours and dollars on all that gacha."
"Aw, such a poor little thing. Your resilience is understandable," Gamindorf's eyes flashed with excitement. He drew his fingers along her arm and side. It tickled and caused her to have goosebumps. He closed in on her pants pocket.
"No, please! I'll do anything! Take my body! Anything!" Sonia fidgeted to no avail.
"Crushing the dreams of lesser gamers is more valuable than an object's body..." Gamindorf reached into her pocket and found a small, laminated parchment. He pulled it out and faced the card's front to him. It showed two arrows linked together but pointing away from one another. It glowed with a holographic design.
"Reverse card," Sonia dropped the desperate act.
In the blink of an eye, Sonia and Gamindorf traded places. Now the Darkest Lord was suspended by his own psychic powers, and Sonia stood free.
"Nani?!" Gamindorf even traded Sonia's dialect.
Sonia ruffled around Gamindorf to find the zapper and remove one of his powerful items. However, a large dildo stabbed towards her. She caught it in time thanks to the lag, and dodged. Hero pursued her, but found it difficult to land a hit due to her exploitation of the game's engine.
Lord Shellie and Kruel went over to Gamindorf. They pulled on his limbs and head to try and dislodge him. This only agitated the Sigma Player, "No, stop! Stop tugging me, bro! Wait, what am I doing?"
Gamindorf released his psychic powers and landed with a huff. Not only did the lag slow them down, it slowed their thinking. He typed into the power glove and then aimed its fist at the litter she spawned. The stuffed animals and cheese wheels blipped out of existence. The game stopped chugging.
The whiplash of framerates messed Sonia's movement up. Hero nailed her with the dildo bat, and the strike sent her reeling back. She spun to a stop, a big red dick mark left on her cheek. Hero followed up with a stab towards her booba. She protected them by grabbing on the shaft of the sword. Hero tried to pull away, but Sonia followed the retreat and insisted on jerking the purple blade. It made Hero stammer and freeze up at the lewd gesture. That pause gave Sonia enough time to hop frog over him. She dashed back at Gamindorf, but he force choked her into paralysis.
"Harder, daddy..." Sonia gagged.
"What?"
"What?"
Gamindorf blushed, "Have some shame, you pervert!"
The Virgin King launched Sonia towards the throne. She knocked it over and tumbled backwards until hitting the set of double glass doors behind it. Outside these doors was a balcony that overlooked the entire fortress. When Sonia smashed into it, the doors were forced open.
"Cyka blyat, they should call you Gaminbore. Such a buzzkill," Sonia struggled to sit up. She didn't have items like Gamer, or strength like Asterion. As feared, she didn't have enough firepower or endurance to take on four men at once. In a fight, at least.
"In the face of degeneracy, I am judge, jury, and executioner," Gamindorf solidified his role. Lord Shellie, King Kruel, and Hero closed in on Sonia. The Limpest Player grimaced, "Any final words, loser?"
"I've got one more trick up my sleeve," Sonia stood up. Gamindorf quickly locked her into place with his telekinesis. However, this didn't bother her, and she instead winked. Then, she logged out. Gamindorf couldn't believe it, especially when his slaves checked if she went invisible. When that failed, he deduced that she disappeared somehow. Though he hated that she escaped, he took her running away as a win.
The Looksmaxxing King picked up the throne and set it down properly. He sighed and planted his ass in the seat of power. It gave him some satisfaction, "If my opposition is going to do nothing but run away, then my takeover will be too easy. Friggin' lazy bloodsuckers; always bothering the upper one percent. If they don't change their strats soon, there'll be nobody left to stop me."
"Gamindork!" a voice reverberated from outside, beyond the balcony. It echoed throughout the throne room and rang against the impatient king.
"That voice..." Gamindorf glared.