Location: Mollie Forest
High Score: 575,260
Top High Score: 3,333,360
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Night waned when dawn arrived. A full night of dancing and celebrating left many of the forest denizens tuckered. The forest critters slumbered peacefully. The mollies retreated to their underground lairs. The babas found tree branches to perch on and rest.
During the celebrations, Persica, Yaga, and some babas rescued the yosauri from their safety spot atop the mushroom tree. The dinosaurs were glad to be with friends again, and they joined in the fun.
When Yaga's show came to an end, Persica rested inside her tent. Gamer and Minnie shared the carriage, afraid of insects crawling into their ears or tickling them in the middle of the night. Asterion logged out for some shut eye. The yosauri snuggled up together and slept on the grass.
Queen Yaga watched from above, nearly blended into the moonlit sky. Frainky floated on over, and dragged a worn out Ouija with her.
"Me, oh my, what a hootenanny! Watcha wanna do now, sister?" Frainky asked.
"To chase our dreams," Yaga blew the living a kiss. Yaga, Frainky, and the babas spirited away, with whispered gratitude. Soon thereafter, the sun breached the horizon.
Late into the morning, Gamer was awakened by sensual feelings. Gentle pulls and presses elated his lower region. Brisk breaths and a turtle girl's worth of weight jostled him. He opened his eyes, and found Minnie being a cowgirl. She faced him, hands planted on his torso, as she raised and lowered her hips carefully.
"Minnie, aren't you tired?" Gamer asked, still pretty groggy after the ghost show.
Minnie slowed to a grind, "I got punched pretty hard inside the mansion. I need this to heal up."
Gamer wasn't sure if Minnie just used that as an excuse. The wood and joints of the carriage squealed and rocked. Minnie still had her tank top on, and Gamer stared at her delicious breasts bounce beneath the cloth.
"I'm almost..." Minnie whimpered. Gamer rubbed her thighs, but remained still. It was all her. Soon thereafter, she lurched and let out hissing gasps. She planted her head on his shoulder and laughed a little, "Whew, that's better! Thanks!"
"It's literally the least I could do," Gamer rubbed her bare bottom. He hadn't budged since waking.
Footsteps outside alerted the duo. Gamer pushed one of the carriage doors open to see who stirred. The princess had stepped out of her tent. Persica wore black jogging tights and one of her pink tie-dye bikini tops. She also had on a small, thin leather vest that was more tassels than vest, and a headband with hanging bead strings. She fiddled with one armband out of a dozen. The swinging carriage door caught her attention. The trio stared at one another.
"Persica! Persica! Come join us! Make it a threesome!" Gamer beckoned.
"I'm too sober for this," Persica rounded the carriage to open her chest. She pulled out some materials, "I'm busy, currently. It'll have to be another time."
"Boo! You suck!" Gamer heckled. Persica slammed the chest shut; it cut in a strong silence. Her stoic response made him add, "...at being irresponsible. Wow! You are truly amazing. And beautiful."
"Well spoken, Gamer," Persica unpaused and returned to her tent.
Gamer sighed and relaxed, but noticed Minnie retreat into thought. She tentatively asked, "Gamer, how do I get better?"
"Hmm? You mean with sex or something else?"
"Just in general. I just...want to get better," Gamer could hear her struggling with the right words to say. It was very...human.
"I think you're fine, but if you don't like something, change it. Within reason, of course. I didn't mean to make it sound like I needed Persica. I'm just a "the more, the merrier" kind of guy," Gamer explained.
"Hmm...okay!" Minnie at least could compartmentalize.
Asterion logged in and pixelated right in front of the carriage opening. He retained his buffalo skin from last time. He stretched and let out a yawn, and then noticed Gamer and Minnie post-coitus. He turned away and used a hand to censor them, "Whoop, bad timing. Sorry about that, guys."
"Good morning, Asterion!" Minnie cheerfully waved.
"'Sup, man. Wanna join us? We're just getting started," Gamer patted the side of Minnie's jiggly wiggly.
"I ain't about group stuff. Bad past experiences," Asterion continued his censoring.
"Ah, come on, Asterion! We can be butt buddies. You know the rule; it's only gay if the balls touch," Gamer tried to entice. Minnie blushed and went wide-eyed at the mention of butt.
"Your balls are too small to reach mine," Asterion straight manned Gamer's absurd comment.
"How dare – I mean, you're right – but how dare you!"
Gamer and Minnie pulled out the cartridge and got dressed. During this, Asterion noticed the vexed expression on Minnie's face. She looked deep in thought. He asked, "Everything okay?"
Minnie visibly formed the question in her head before asking, "Are we bound to take on greater enemies and threats? Things seem like they keep on escalating."
"That's usually how games work. After all, Lord Shellie is the big bad at the end of the road. You should know how tough he is," Gamer answered.
Minnie affirmed, "Real tough. Not even Marco could defeat him completely. They always ended up in stalemates."
"Then perhaps we should continue our training, and guarantee our shield doesn't break," Asterion pandered to Minnie.
"That's what I want," Minnie showed gusto. "I felt useless in the mansion while everybody had their own fight. I have to be able to protect you guys. I want to protect Gamer!"
"Protection is important," Gamer agreed, but earned a side glance from Asterion. He liked the initiative, and knew his sister would have something to say if she was here, "You've saved my bacon plenty of times up to this point. I'm not sure where this self-doubt is coming from."
"Asterion took Frainky on by himself, Persica pacified the ghost queen, and you brought Ouija to his knees with all that sucking," Minnie pointed out all the instances she wasn't involved in. She also earned a side glance from Asterion. Minnie put a hand over her heart, "I know I can do better. I want to be able to hold my own."
Minnie energetically started doing push ups. Asterion approached Gamer, and spoke at a low volume, "So, about the NPCs becoming sapient..."
Gamer crossed his arms, "Yeah, yeah, I know. I figured Persica's becoming more of herself from before eternal gamenation, like preorder DLC locked on a disc. Minnie, however, is the more curious one."
"I know the developers can't change anything legally, but self-aware AI is a big problem," the bull man echoed Samira.
"Sure, but...I kinda want to see how far it goes," Gamer liked the disruption.
"Persica and Minnie may get their very own bounties," Asterion anticipated a bleaker outcome. It bummed Gamer out, but put in perspective his effects on the game. Asterion displayed wisdom, "Perhaps you need to put the brakes on dicking everything down. Take it from a veteran fighter; you gotta know when to throw in the towel."
"But...that's my signature move," Gamer thrust his hips forward with the might of a thousand bombs. "Atomic Plow!"
Asterion busted out in laughter. Minnie paused her pushups and wondered what they were saying. Asterion shrugged it off, dropped next to her, and synchronized pushups with her. The training began.
Gamer stretched, less interested in working out and more interested in checking out...their butts. He grabbed his foot from behind and pulled to stretch his thigh, "You know, if my sister was here, she'd join you."
"I thought she had muscle problems," Asterion paused at the top of one push.
"Yeah, but a bit of exercise helps her. Once a week she goes to the doctor for stimulants and to work out. She has to do some aerobics on a daily basis, too. Helps the muscles from deteriorating too fast. Today's that day, so I won't hear from her until this afternoon."
The yosauri started to make noise. The boulder boy, Ego, dashed over at the sight of Asterion. It nuzzled up to him, and the minotaur laughed, "Aye, how's my little guy doing?"
Ego gave him a happy squeal, and it received pets thereafter. Minnie asked, "Hey, Ego, want to join us in working out?"
The portly guy turned on the spot and waddled back to his kin. The trio shook their heads at its dedicated, fat lifestyle.
The tent flapped open and out stepped Persica. She carried with her a couple of bottles of green liquid. She overheard them, "Your sister sounds like a strong woman. To fight through incurable pain takes a lot of strength and will."
Gamer shortly agreed, and then honed in on the items, "What are those?"
"Stimulants. They are the energy tinctures I mentioned yesterday," Persica held up the bottles and sloshed the green liquid around. "Who wants them?"
Asterion approached, "Stamina for training? I'll take one."
Gamer conceded to his team's needs and didn't take one. The minotaur happily accepted his stamina drink, and Persica gave the second one to Minnie. They were both overjoyed. Asterion popped the cork out, "With this, we can train all day. Bottoms up!"
The minotaur and shellie drank the tinctures. The atmosphere around them became dense and electrified. Their eyes began to glow with god-killer energy. Minnie was first to change; a pair of white wings sprouted from her back. Asterion was second to change; his entire color palette became red.
And that's it.
"What the hell?!" Asterion examined his new skin and hair tone.
"Wow! It gave me wings!" Minnie jumped in the air and flapped her new accessories. They were strong enough to allow her actual flight. She then spiraled safely to the ground, and made airplane noises all the while.
"Huh...something went wrong," Persica tilted her head. Gamer cracked up, which mildly annoyed the minotaur. The princess closed her eyes and nervously admitted, "I can't remember. I wasn't high."
"I look like a sports team mascot..." Asterion couldn't even change how he looked, since it was some kind of power up. He would have to wait it out.
"Maybe it has to do with us not being like Gamer and Persica. Neither one of us have ever taken any of the drugs that transform them," Minnie suspected.
"Just because I have a custom avatar doesn't mean I can't use power ups. I just prefer to not use items," red Asterion mumbled.
"Well, it shouldn't last that long. By the time we clear the forest and cross the land bridge, the effects will wear off," Persica predicted. "Now that we don't have any mollies or babas to deal with, things should go smoothly."
"So what you're saying is we can just skip the cutscene and get to the good part," Gamer rubbed his hands together optimistically.
Asterion chuckled, "Yeah right. There isn't a skip function in this game."
"Nah, with the kit Samira gives me, I can do all sorts of different cheats. That includes skipping in games that lack the feature."
"Really? Why haven't you used it before?" Minnie asked.
"Because I don't earn points from skipping things. There's a big downside to it that's antithetical to my goal," Gamer ignored it for a reason. He checked his Settings tab on the player screen, and sure enough, a skip button was available. He teased it like a butthole, "But, since everything is small potatoes compared to Lord Shellie, we might as well avoid any annoyances."
Asterion became serious, "Woah, now, buddy. I don't think that's a good idea in a server game. You have no idea where you'd end up. Where I'd end up."
Gamer's teeth never looked more sharp, "It'd be fun to find out..."
Persica raised an eyebrow, "I'm sorry, but it doesn't matter how we get to Lord Shellie. As long as..."
"Gamer!" a male's voice disrupted the amusement. The wildlife nearby hid away and the yosauri panicked a bit. Everybody turned to the caller, who stood on a blocky hill in the woods a good hundred yards away.
Two individuals capped the hill; one on a motorcycle, and the other on a hoverboard. Sonia took the background, while Shade lingered in the foreground. He glared down at the group's camp.
"Who are they?" Gamer raised an eyebrow.
"Players," Asterion stood by his side. "I can see their nametags."
Shade extended his arms out and shouted like an apocalyptic preacher, "I implore you to repent while you can! Judgement is here! I am the utterance of your finale, and all your wicked ways!"
Sonia yawned, and then beamed at a donation in her livestream. The chat popped off about Asterion, and she responded, "Nani? There's a minotaur? Ah, he's probably just an enemy they..."
When Sonia checked to see who they meant, she saw the red bull man and stuttered to a stop. His rippling muscles, broad shoulders, and the V of his waist line just above his pants line made her insides flutter. His nametag confirmed he was a player. She gawked and drooled, as her chat played an audio piece of Dreaming of You.
Minnie glided up to Gamer's other side, "Are we about to fight?"
Gamer intentionally ignored Shade's explanation of penetrating hope with powerful thrusts, "I mean, maybe? Ooor...we skip."
"Gamer..." Asterion gave a warning growl.
Shade wrapped up his monologue. He equipped his magnum and slowly aimed it at Gamer, "...and bring upon you a rapture that our sky daddy Himself would be envious o..."
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