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.