Cyber Warfare: Tio Plato vs. Jona Sacred

[killcarrion]

Beethoven, Leonardo Da Vinci, Van Gogh...Virtuoso prodigies such as these were criminally all underappreciated in their time. And The Jona Sacred considered himself to be no different. Historians in the future will regard his accomplishments as worthy of acclaim and admiration for centuries to come~..at least this was the mindset Jona continued struggling to uphold as Tio's obnoxious belittling and contemptuous scolding started chipping away at the colossal sense of overconfidence the cyberhacker typically carried himself with. Much to Jona's exasperated chagrin, this clandestine match was now unfolding more akin to one of those accursed rounds of PomPomParty between them with Tio reigning supreme and emphatically establishing her outright superiority as she mops the floor with him. Jona fighting through the oxygen sapping moonsault and...unexpectedly soothing allure of Tio's figure swathed atop him...to undo the pin attempt and swivel over onto his side.

"...*Tch*...S-So what if I am!!! It'll just make it all the sweeter once I boot ya off that mountaintop and claim it for myself!!!" Jona rebuked with rasped breathes until jostled over onto his stomach and yelping from the encumbered saddling of Tio's petite backside onto his spine. Ascertaining where this was going once having his arms jerked back and hooked over his rival's knees, snarling vehemently as the interlocked fingers underneath his chin started torquing him backward. Jona's boots squealed and squeaked against the canvas once his legs started pattering against the floor as his taut physique continued to be constrained, coping with the excruciating submission and intrusive thoughts from the sublime softness of his rival's svelte tush. "W-Wait a second. Since when the hell do you care about my potential, or whether I'll amount to anything...I don't want the pity of an inferior hacker I'm on the cusp of beatin' any minute now..." Jona hacked out in between haggard breathes.

[Cosmos]

Tio was normally quite subdued, but being wise to the fact that Jona considered himself in the same league as the likes of Beethoven and Van Gogh would have even made the blue haired girl kneel over in laughter. Not even she viewed herself as equal to them despite being labelled a prodigy in her youth. Of course, such delusions came naturally to the swollen ego of Jona Sacred. But she had to concede, just hearing the blonde brat acknowledge that he existed only in her shadow was an admission that was new to her ears. Even if he followed his words up with the ludicrous notion that he would one day take her spot as an unparalleled genius. Truly? If this irritable cockroach couldn't even best her in the ring, what chance did he possibly have of surpassing her in her strongest area? The world of tech and innovation which she was famous for throughout despite her young age?

"I don't care one miniscule byte for your potential." Jona's rasped remark would reward him with Tio pulling back harder on his chin as she applied the Camel Clutch. "I'm merely making a statement about how you'll never succeed, because you will never change Jona. You can cut back on the pizzas you wolf down and do all the bench presses you wish. But you will remain the same. A weak, pathetic, miserable creature who can never succeed at anything he tries." Each word being delivered with Tio applying extra pressure, her hips pressing down onto Jona's back, yanking him further back by his jaw. After a few prolonged moments of the freckled fool's suffering, inspiration came to the gifted genius who abruptly let go, allowing Jona's face to fall down to the canvas.

"In fact, I don't even need to use a finisher to dispatch a worthless anti-Mishy heretic like yourself." Coming around to the front of Jona's prone body, Tio would bend down and dig her fingers into her rival's scalp, pulling him up with both hands on his blonde locks. Guiding her opponent onto his unsteady legs while she would attempt to secure his empty head under her arm, squeezing tight to make sure he was locked in. "Good night, Jona Sacred." Preparing to swing herself and her victim, and drop him down to the canvas for a Swinging Neckbreaker!

[killcarrion]

Freaking...BARF. Jona absolutely failed to ascertain how everyone else hasn't already pegged Tio as the megalomaniacal narcissist dictator he categorized her as on Day One of meeting the twin-tailed hacker on the dark web. Especially when she's delusional to the point of denying Jona's obvious superiority over her in every imaginable manner. Suffering underneath the Mishy fanatic and dealing with this particularly contemptuous aspect of Tio over the course of so many demeaning years fueling this entire deceptive endeavor in the first place, except it was only whilst being stretched backwards practically over himself combined with her exceptionally belittling commentary that Jona surmised that he may have crossed several lines with his grandiose Mishy deception earlier on in the match which Tio would have considered as nothing less than sacrilegious. A manipulative strategy he optimized to perfection and once calculated as downright and absolute foolproof was now backfiring spectacularly on the brattish hacker via fueling the wrathful application of Tio's offensive maneuvers and seemingly erasing any notion of mercy from her vocabulary.

"...HGGH...Yer jus gonna make it all the sweeter when I have the almighty genius prodigy Tio Plato...NGH...on her knees, quaking in fear, worshiping at my feet, acknowledging my superiority...and there's nothing minuscule about me. Especially not this hacker's hard drive..." Jona rasped out in between huffed breathes thanks to the sunken in clutch that wrenched him upright and compelled some frantic flailing of his legs on occasion. The hacker's defined ribcage and abdomen showcased with his eyes sewn closed, thoughts seesawing between the excruciating torque and the svelte smoothness of Tio's backside settled onto his spine. Jona breathing a sigh of relief once released onto the canvas but arising via the strained grip on his blonde hair before having his head tucked underneath Tio's armpit. However, some shuffled shifts inside of Jona's pocket would signal a pyrotechnic at ringside, fireworks which illuminated the night air with a definable portrait of Mishy himself~...as a distraction intended to have Tio release the hacker, who'd hike up Tio's leotard into a ludicrous wedgie before an attempted TECH BOOM superkick onto that now thonged rump!!!

[Cosmos]

Jona might have considered his Mishy impersonation a stroke of genius, but it had reaped short term benefits for the blonde brat. Now that Tio had regained control, the azure haired prodigy was making certain that her rival hacker was regretting his devious little gambit. They said pain was a good teacher, and Jona was getting a hard lesson courtesy of the genius yanking his chin backwards in the camel clutch. 'You do not abuse the name or image of Mishy to conduct deceitful pranks.' Of course, he was still refusing to acknowledge his crimes and repent for them. Honestly, Jona brought all of this upon himself by insisting so stubbornly that he could surpass his adversary. That remark about his hard drive made Tio yank back hard for one final time before she decided to now put the freckled fool in his place, once and for all. She slowly began to drag him up, securing the boy's empty head underneath her arm as she squeezed tight...

...Until the sounds of fireworks setting off caused her ears to perk up. Sparks and colors igniting into the air above the warehouse ring, flashing into the recognizable shape of her iconic idol. "M...Mishy...?" Tio's eyes began to sparkle, her grip loosening almost instantly on Jona as she moved past him to marvel at the dazzling display in the air. Of course, the girl was so captivated by the sight that she failed to consider whether this was another trick of Jona's to distract her. The realisation only came as she felt Jona snatch at her leotard from behind, tugging it up into a humiliating and painful wedgie! "O-Owww!!" She proclaimed, right before the blonde hacker's boot would slam into her behind with a superkick! Tio was launched forward, shock evident on her face before she landed flat on her face against the ring floor. The girl groaned from the impact as her wedgied rear was propped up into the air for all online to see, a red footprint from Jona's heel clearly visible on her cheeks.