Cyber Warfare: Tio Plato vs. Jona Sacred

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Bah, whatever. Jona knew his unsurpassed genius intellect would go unappreciated within the judgmental eyes of his eternal hacker rival and twin-tailed co-worker back at the police department. The extent to which Jona meticulously planned this out all beginning the night that the metaphorical gauntlet was thrown through their IM chat. Jona concocting this plan into the wee hours of the next morning until achieving his eureka moment during a late-night Warhammer game and right before biting into another slice of pizza. Securing the abandoned warehouse as a venue and hiring a ringcrew to build everything came easily enough since he was given access to LAW's computer files thanks to the recent investigation Lloyd was taking part in. Learning how to mimic that goofy cat mascot's blathering voice and personality came at the cost of researching more Mishy movies and promotional videos for Mishy-Land than he'd ever care to witness again. But the true sacrifice for the hacktivist was having to abstain from pizza for weeks on end, and partake in exercise regiments that Lloyd pestered him about but always refused to partake in. Daily exercise routines and a complete lack of junk food were the arduous sacrifices Jona had to make for this nefarious plan to be fulfilled...but as of right now, Jona was totes thinking it was all totally worth it. Even with money he had to plunk down for an authentic Mishy costume that he knew would fool even the most discerning fanatic.

The Mishy Spincycle came with the hacktivist yeeting Tio halfway across the ring where Jona figured it was about time for the grand unveiling. He was sweating up a storm in this blasted costume anyway. Discarding the last of his Mishy persona for the evening ended up revealing Jona's newfound athletic physique, the chat online becoming overwhelmed with heart-eyed emoji's and spammed descriptions branding him as a certified snack, among other fawning compliments. A lack of referee meant that it was basically a Jona Rulez match now, and that's just what he intended to teach Tio as his firm backside splashed into her facials and comfortablly settled there as he lackadaisically slumped into the corner with a faux yawn. "...*Yawn*...uh, what was that Tio? Something about it being a miracle if you could ever hope to beat me?~..." Jona taunted with a swishing sway of the cyberpunk's brattish rear against Tio's delirious countenance, arising upward and pivoting in place to face his rival before guiding her back to her feet. "Heh, here's a ride yer not gonna see at any lame theme park. Just make sure you pucker those lips for me..." Jona briefly squishing Tio's soft cheeks into a mushed kissy face before climbing up onto the middle ropes. The swell of his girth sunken against Tio's rosy countenance as the cyberpunk gyrated with pelvic thrusts for an excruciating length of time, before mercifully monkey-flipping the Mishy fanatic into the middle of the ring in his CyberPunked signature maneuver.

[Cosmos]

Had it not been for the smug, egotistical, gloating attitude that her tech rival had announced himself with, Tio might have struggled to even deduce that this was really Jona before her. The only muscles she had ever seen him accustomed to using were his fingers, either to trap frantically at a keyboard or snatch up another slice of pizza to greedily gobble down. Lloyd had insistently tried to encourage Jona to workout with him, but all attempts had seemingly failed with the cyber punk either refusing outright or wriggling his way out of such sessions with so many excuses and tactics Tio couldn't keep track of them all. And honestly? To Jona, Tio was his number one rival, his arch nemesis. But for her? He was an afterthought, nothing more than an insignificant, lazy brat. One admittedly with vast potential, if only he'd learn to apply himself and take his duties seriously. But the azure-haired girl had long since given up on the idea that Jona would ever be anything than a pizza-loving sloth. Even some of the chat online expressed shock at the transformation they had witnessed.

Now trapped between the steel turnbuckle and the blonde youth's pert rear, Tio was powerless to push Jona away as the brat made a dramatic show of yawning and nestled himself in the corner. He mocked the girl under him before commencing a sway of his hips, gyrating his ass all over the face of his poor victim. Or lucky victim, if you asked the female chat members who seemed to have become Jona fans overnight. "Mmmfmm...!!" When he got up and peered down at Tio, Jona would see the girl's expression had been struck dumb by his manoeuvre. Guiding the genius prodigy onto her quivering legs, he made a show of humiliating Tio further as he gripped her soft cheeks and squished them into a mushed face, like she was puckering up for a kiss. "Ngh...s-stop this...!"

As Jona clambered onto the middle rope, his crotch was directly before Tio's flushed face, and the tech wiz was only too happy to take advantage of such a position. Shimmering his hips as he gripped the girl's head tightly against him, before tucking his knees against her soft torso and performing a monkey flip! With her petite frame, Tio was easily thrown through the air, propelled over as Jona fell backwards and used his knees to shove her off! "Aaaah!!" She crashed down onto the canvas, the chat filled with shocked and laughing emojis as her body seized upwards, her back arching from the pain. "Ugh...enough...need to...create some distance..." Despite the pain coursing through her, Tio would try and crawl to the nearby ropes, hoping to slip out before Jona could latch onto her and continue his barrage...

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Pristine though the HD stream may have been through Jona's digital cameras, what onlookers within those chatrooms will never witness are the years of contentious history behind the quarreling hackers they see before them. A rivalry woefully lopsided considering Tio's win column dwarfs Jona's no matter the contest between them, whether it was a competition to see who can crack a nations cybersecurity first or enduring multi-houred gaming sessions over Pom Pom Party. The pint-sized hackers monolithic ego having taken quite the shellacking all throughout the years as Jona perpetually wallowed within the darkened shadow of his azure haired archenemy. One whose smug smirk and condescending remarks haunted his nightmares until he'd reached his breaking point and vowed to ensure that Tio would rue the day she ever crossed keyboards with the Great Jona Sacred. The specific manner in which he'd accomplish this task remaining a mystery up until recently, where he'd channel his justified gamer rage into conquering Tio in a field of battle where her computer smarts weren't worth diddly squat. Jona's blood, sweat, and abstinence from his beloved double topping pizzas were directed into this wrestling venture and ingenious deception he suckered everyone into believing. Hook, Line, and Sinker~...

And as of right now, Jona could not help but relish in the fruits of his labors. Not in a million years could he have imagined shaking his brattish backside into his rival’s smug face, and he'll never have to thanks to the fact he was recording this embarrassing spectacle from several angles. Including her dumbfounded expression afterwards from what just happened as years of enraged demands to have Tio "Kiss My Ass!!!" all came to fruition. Jona toying with the flummoxed hacker further with smushed lips and swiveled hips swaying before practically catapulting his eternal rival into the stratosphere behind him. The cyberpunk arising again to witness Tio crawling towards the ropes, but her venture would be ceased by Jona's stamped boot onto Tio's wriggling backside. "Hah!!! Everyone see this? THE Tio Plato retreating and quivering in fear before the Prodigy Jona Sacred!!! Can't deny that you've never looked cuter than when you’re cowering in awe of my magnificence, but you can end the match anytime by submitting and admitting who's superior!!! But until then~..." Jona declared with his arms crossed over Tio before hauling her upward into a side-headlock. Situating her back against the ropes before yanking her into an Irish whip meant to propel his rival into a sprint across the ring for an attempted superkick as she rebounded towards him.

[Cosmos]

Quivering in fear? Never. Tio might have been making a tactical retreat, but it was certainly not with the intent to run and hide in terror. This new transformation of her long time rival, an insignificant gnat emerging from a chrysalis into something more powerful and extraordinary, had simply caught her off guard. The one aspect of Jona that hadn't changed as a result of his rebirth was his smug, arrogant gloating. The difference now was that he could back it up. Which meant Tio would need to assess this and formulate a response accordingly. A suitable plan of attack to regain control and remind her adversary of his position in the hierarchy. But right now, any attempt to slip away was stamped out, quite literally, as Jona placed his heel upon Tio's jiggling rear to pin her down against the canvas.

"Hmph...who would be afraid...of a cockroach like you...? The only thing you instill in people is annoyance from having to breathe the same air as you, Jona...!" Her vexed expression didn't falter once, even as Jona dragged her up to secure the girl's head against his newly-formed muscled torso with a tight squeeze. "And you can workout all you want...you're still the irritating, pizza slurping joke you always were...!" Feeling the ropes against her back as Jona pressed her into them, he tugged at her wrist and sent her running full pelt towards the other side of the ring. Rebounding off the ropes as she caught sight of Jona tensing his legs, no doubt to prepare an incoming superkick. Tio's brain began to whirl into overdrive, calculating numerous possibilities and equations that could result in the best solution for her to get out of this predicament.

One sprang to mind above the rest - as Jona would launch his leg at her jaw, Tio would duck with a face of intense concentration. Her smug foe would succeed only in striking clean air with his boot as she would maneuver her body, swinging her legs up to grip Jona's neck from behind. "It seems you forgot to carry the 1 in your formula, Jona. As usual, allow me to present you with the correct answer." The azure haired girl would conclude, her thighs on either side of the blonde brat's head, as Tio hanged before him with the front of her body pressing against his own. "You're right. Spoiled narcissist windbags like yourself don't deserve to go to Mishelam Wonderland. But I'll treat you to a free ride on the Merry Mishy Go Round nonetheless." Then she would start to twist round, arms outstretched, to rotate Jona on the spot with the momentum of her own body! Spinning around to ensure the dizziness spell was inflicting him this time, before preparing to bring his head down onto the canvas as she fell on her side!

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Psh...Tio could make up excuses until the cows came home, but there's no chance she could fool the unparalleled brainpower of this cyberpunk. His ultimate arch-rival/coworker was absolutely terrified and quaking in her wrestling boots at the sheer magnitude of his awesomeness. Crawling on all fours and seeking refuge until her pathetic withdrawal towards sanctuary was quashed beneath Jona's boot treads. S'about time the pecking order was shaken up and Lil Miss Perfect Superhacker learned what it was like being the bottom feeder of this particular hierarchy. Jona could see it now...Everyone at the police precinct all lavishing him with praise, promotions, pizza, and plaques from cracking an impenetrable firewall, all as they shove Tio on her wheeled office chair out of the way and right into the garbage bin overflowing with trash. Mischievous envisioning’s such as these were clouding his thoughts as the elated hacktivist escorted his headlocked adversary towards the ropes, which did little to muffle that insubordinate tone of hers. The hacktivist taking note of the wrathful spite in Tio's indignant comebacks muttered all throughout his showboating. A small portion of him pondered if Tio was beginning to use Jona's desecration of Mishy as fuel to her vengeful fire...Nah, Jona's got this all in the bag~...

"Tch...and you're still the same conceited, Mishy worshippin' dork you always were...! Maybe a mouthful of my pizza will settle you down a little and help you realize that I've formulated the perfect quantum equation here with the only solution being me as the superior wrestler and hacker!!!" Jona brattishly declared as he whiplashed his adversary across the ring with his superkicking leg all tuned up~...only to whiff completely. Jona balked in the milliseconds beforehand as svelte thighs snatched onto his head and into a spiraling whirlwind. Jona enduring the simultaneous torture of the ceaseless spincycle and Tio's self-righteous commentary in mid-flight helicopter, making good on her obnoxious promise to take the narcissistic cyberhacker for a ride. The hacker's scrambling footwork kept him upright with his hands clutched onto Tio's tightened legs and an adorable derriere wiggled inches from his scrunched facials being...acknowledged, but n-not admired!!! Thankfully the rollercoater ride culminated with the cyberhacker being released into a barreling stupor towards the ring ropes, swirleyed with his jumbled head and one arm draped over the bottom rope. Bewildered and disoriented as online users in the chatroom were either offering Tio her flowers or spamming emotes encouraging Jona to show her who's boss.

[Cosmos]

If Tio had the ability to peer into Jona's deluded imagination, she would hardly have been surprised by what the annoying twerp was dreaming up. She had it on good authority that a significant portion of the police force found him just as vexing as she did. From the cleaners who had to tidy up his stacks of pizza boxes and wipe cheese off keyboards from his greasy fingers, to the supervisors who caught him playing Pom Party instead of working diligently to bolster cyber security. It was Jona's talent for getting lost in fantasies that had no real promise of becoming reality that allowed the gifted genius to land the critical move which would be the start of her turning the tide of the match. The blonde brat had taken her by surprise with that devious trick of his, and while Tio normally wasn't one to resort to performing some deceit of her own, Jona was perhaps the one individual she would consider breaking that rule for. Even if Lloyd and Elie would chide her for it.

"A mouthful of your pizza would simply result in me having to take sick leave for a month from food poisoning." Tio added dryly. Her expression was neutral, yet her eyes narrowed with a dark look within them. "And I'll thank you not to disparage my passion and loyalty to Mishy. He is an icon, a paragon of hope and dreams that the likes of which a feeble bug like you couldn't hope to compare with. And as punishment for falsely assuming Mishy's identity for your underhanded tactics..." Tio had already formulated her nect step for this match. She'd spent numerous evenings studying footage of wrestling matches to observe and adopt techniques she could utilise against her opponents. One such move occurred to her now, spying Jona hanging over the bottom rope. Accounting for trajectory and force, the blue haired prodigy would run to the ropes directly behind her. Rebounding and rushing towards her long-time, self-declared rival, Tio grabbed the middle and the bottom rope, swinging her legs out and over the ring apron to collide her knees right into Jona's dizzy face for an attempt at a 619.

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"Compulsion towards exhibiting narcissistic tendencies and frequently becoming lost in fantasies..." was actually what was inscribed within Jona's psychiatric profile when the notorious cyberpunk was first arrested and callously yanked from his computer monitor by the long arm of the law. "Megalomania..." and "Delusions Of Grandeur..." were other key phrases littered within his criminal profile as character weaknesses before Jona hacked the police mainframe and substituted all of that baloney with obnoxious leet speak detailing his unparalleled genius intellect. Jona figured that whatever weaknesses he may have possessed were assuredly overshadowed by the myriads of strengths he possessed anyway. Who else but The Jona Sacred could have formulated tonight's elaborate festivities and executed them to absolute perfection~...unfortunately though, whatever foresight Jona may have possessed didn't account for the blue haired prodigy rallying herself back into the match via exploiting his juvenile temperament with barbed jabs that fueled the brattish fire within.

Jona's vision eclipsed by Tio's supple backside being the only tangible memory the cyberhacker could conjure after becoming gyrated around until he was inevitably sent careening towards the ring ropes. Being disoriented with traces of vertigo left him content to recoup here as he remained draped over the middle rope, but this was all still preferable to Tio's chastising lectures about Mishy being a paragon of justice or whatever. Working alongside eachother meant already having to endure hours upon hours of Mishy lore expositions from the mascot loving fanatic, but compounded with his own dizzied bewilderment was absolute torture in Jona's book. "Hugh...Aww, would ya lay off with the Mishy stuff alread-" Jona's vexed complaints silenced against the thwacking boots of his hacker co-worker pivoting in place beside him and sending her adversary floundering backward until splayed out in the middle of the ring. Languishing with a blathering grimace and dancing Mishy's around his rattled cranium as Jona squinted up above at the oppressive rooflights of the warehouse.