The Quest of Andorran (Part 1)

Hey everyone.
This is a less saucy writing than you might be used to, but one I have been dying to write for a heck of a long time.
I hope you will enjoy it.
Yours truly
Hammer

Peach was looking at herself in the mirror of her bathroom. She was dressed in some of her favorite knickers.

They had been a gift from her boyfriend Ron.

They were silky soft, and light as a feather, and transparent around her tits. She loved them, and she loved to sleep in them.

It was evening, but there was a good long time to sleep.

She was all giddy and happy since it was Friday and she had a full long weekend of gaming with her bestest friends in the whole wide world. And the best part, it was spring break, so there was no school for the next week.

They could all hang and play as much as they all wanted.

Her doorbell rang and she ran to the front door.

Peach opened the door in her knickers and saw her friends Naomi and Ella.

The girls screamed in excitement and hugged each other

Peach: GYA! Great to see ya girls! Ready for some action!?

Ella: I sure am! Check out my new Virtual reality goggles!

Ella held up the new UltraVision 5X ODYSee. The best on the market. It would be like being there in person. Peach wanted a pair as well, but her mom and dad had insisted that she wait until her birthday - in 13 days… hnnng!

Peach had pouted in a way that made both her mom and dad fawn with how cute she looked, but they didn’t change their minds.

Peach: They are soooo awesome!

Ella: I know! I can’t wait to see our characters in this thing.

Naomi helped carry in some extra equipment.

Naomi: Just some extra driving power… I mean… wouldn’t wanna crash after 36 hours of dungeon diving like last time.

Peach: Oh no, that was horrible. Mom thought we had gotten an injury last time with the amount of screaming.

Ella: So, are Joss and Poison here?

Peach: Not yet, you came first. But Joss lives a little further away, so that might be why.

Ella: Is… Is Ron gonna drive her here?

Naomi looked up at Peach. She heard the name Ron, and they all knew exactly what they were talking about.

Peach: I dunno… I… I hope he does…

Peach stood and rocked a little back and forth on the spot and bit her lower lip. She and all her friends held a great admiration, in fact devotion to Ron Stoppable - Joss’ boyfriend. He was the bestest thing that had happened since Lords of Andorran came out with the Clan Feature.

Lords of Andorran.

Was there ever such a game?

It was a huge open world game where gamers could discover and build pretty much their own kingdom. It took devotion. It took time. And all who played it, were in for a wild ride.

Peach and her girls were a clan, and they were about to build up a stronghold. They had finally claimed a land of their own, and this gaming session was all about that.

They had spent the last few weeks building up the levels of their own characters. That didn’t need group play. They could play single player for that, but now, as a clan, they had to come together and really up their game. They were to gather resources together and build a stronghold.

Naomi and Ella ventured upstairs to Peach’s room. They knew the way.

Peach walked to her kitchen to find the snacks and goodies she had bought for the occasion. This included chips, soda’s, grapes, fruits, mini donuts, cookies she had baked herself and some assorted candy.

They were gonna fill up as they went on.

As she had just collected what she thought she could carry, when the door rang again.

She rushed to the entrance hall, and opened the door.

There stood her two other bestest friends in the entire world.

Joss Possible and Poison.

Joss was smiling, having her usual big bag with her and Poison just stood and looked like a moody rain cloud. Oh, how Peach loved them both.

Peach: GIRLS!

She flung herself at them and hugged them both tightly. Casting eager looks over their shoulders.

Joss: Sorry, Peachie, but Ronnie isn’t with us today.

Peach: Oh poopie… why not?

Poison: Any man who has 20+ girls to tend to is bound to be a busy man.

Peach: Yeah I know but…

Peach began hopping on the spot pouting.

Peach: … We-are-also-his-girls…

Joss smiled and walked over and gave her perfect bubbly ass a tight squeeze.

Joss: Don’t fret girl, I have already made plans for us to have a gamer night at Ron’s place soon. Possibly we can even have a few days this spring break with him.

Poison: When he has that bitch to Bonnie Rockwaller shove her tits in his face every other minute… right, Possible.

Joss: Hey… Bonnie is not a bitch she is just…

Joss seemed to struggle for a moment to find the words. Peach looked at her with her huge blue eyes in wonderment of what other phrase could possibly describe the rather bitchy hottie.

Joss: Okay she is a bitch, but… she also has some positive sides. Really. I mean… her mom is like a total sweetheart… that has to have been passed on.

Peach: That is true Poison. Tonnie Rockwaller is the bestest of all the bestest.

Poison shrugged: She sure is better than my mom.

Joss and Peach both smiled at each other - a little melancholic. They both knew the situation with Poison and her - adoptive parents.

Peach asked Joss to help her bring up all the goodies after they had placed their stuff in her room. Joss was perhaps petite, but she had the strength of a horse.

Peach could barely lift the 2x24-pack of sodas off the floor. Joss took them under the other arm, and still with her huge bag on the other arm.

Peach: Now that’s my kinda woman.

Peach said it was a seductive tone. Meaning she liked it when Joss treated her like a girly girl.

Joss just smiled at her and walked upstairs to Peaches Room.

Peach brought as many snacks and goodies she could carry, which was literally peanuts compared to Joss’ burden.

But Joss made entrance into Peaches’ room, and she immediately saw Ella and Naomi half naked.

The girls were getting out of their regular clothes and instead changed into their underwear. The girls had a pact. When they were gaming, they were to only wear their undies.

Ella was struggling with this. She had a hard time finding clothes that suited her. She was tiny, even shorter than Joss, but unlike Joss she had boobs that seemed to be even bigger than Selene and Tonnie Rockwaller. She had a plump good ass to balance it out. Therefore the girls had allowed her to sit in a t-shirt or a jersey. Ella had brought one of Ron’s jerseys.

And she was putting it on, hiding her huge hooters.

Naomi and Poison also had full bosoms, although in a more regular size. Naomi was the second largest in the group. Her nice ebony body stood well out under the white thong and green strap top she was wearing.

Poison was changing into her purple top with a black batman symbol on.

Then she was wearing some long purple and black striped socks… and nothing else. Poison made an effort never to wear thongs or panties, and she didn’t wear them now either.

Peach: Wow… Poison… did you get a piercing in your clit.

Poison: I did.

All the other girls were immediately drawn to poison. She sat down on Peach’s bed and spread her legs and her vagina so they could see her newest bling.

Naomi: Dang girl… that is so cool.

Ella: Didn’t… didn’t it hurt?

Poison: Like hell… but I have honestly never gotten more intense orgasms in my life since I got it.

Peach: Can I touch it?

Poison: Sure.

Poison laid all the way down, and Peach moved even closer to look. At this moment Peach had never actually seen a real pierced clit before. She had only seen them on porn videos. She had often wondered how they felt.

She began touching Poison’s clit to see how it looked. The other girls were watching as well. It kinda looked just like a pierced ear loop. But Peach was nonetheless impressed. Poison had talked about it for so long, but she didn’t really think she would go through with it.

Peach: Are you gonna stay with just this simple one?

Poison: Hell no. I want one with Ron’s name engraved. He is my immortal and eternal master. My flesh only exists for his enjoyment and command…

Peach and the others smiled.

Poison: … and if you keep that up Peach, then I am gonna squirt over all of you.

Peach immediately stopped touching Poison, and Ella, Joss and Naomi backed away from Poison.

Peach: Well… let’s put up the computers. I’ll get the rest of the snacks.

Peach and Joss left the room again, and Poison went to Peach’s bathroom. She had to finish the work Peach had started.

Downstairs Joss and Peach gossiped a bit.

Joss: Oh god, a real clit piercing! That is so cool.

Peach: Yeah right… Poison never goes half the way.

Peach got a look in her eyes.

Peach: Does Ron like that stuff?

Joss: I think he likes it well enough without… but I wouldn’t do it, if I were you.

Peach: Why not? Think I can’t take as much as Poison?

Joss: No, sugar cube, I am sure you can. But you are a blonde. Your cooch is under Selene’s protection. And if you get a piercing without her say-so, your bottom is gonna be permanently pink for the rest of your life.

Peach grabbed her butt cheeks and looked mighty shocked. Peach had heard about Selene’s strict rules in Ron’s harem. And she had also been firmly greeted into the harem by none other than Selene.

She could never forget their first meeting. Selene had looked her over with a look in her eyes that must have been akin to that of the wolf that eyes a little lamb.

The next Peach had known was that she was being carried away on Selene’s shoulder to a bedroom nearby.

Peach had lost consciousness after the 6th or so orgasm endured by Selene and had woken up curled up in Selene’s arms. She had really liked it, but she also wondered where Ron was. After all, he was the reason she had come to the mansion. She had been immensely glad to see that the other body she had been leaning up against was Ron’s chest. Then, she fell back to sleep.

Peach: Does she really spank the blondes?

Joss: She spanks all who get out of line. So keep your little flower free from needles.

They came back up to the room and all was setup.

Each girl had their computer and little spot on the floor, surrounded by Peaches’ many pillows and huge stuffed animals in all pastel colors imaginable.

Peach placed on her headphones.

Peach: Alright girls. Link up!

The girls all typed on their computers.

Peach: Okay… log on!

The girls all typed again.

Joss: I am in!

Naomi: I am in.

Poison: In.

Ella: I am in!

Peach: I am in! Alright girls… let’s meet in cyberspace!

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The Lords of Andorran was a remarkable game.

Peach was standing in her character form in the games open high grasslands of Antiarch. It was sorta like the fertile back garden of the Kingdom of Antiarch. The great capitol was the city of Glorwind that was visible from all the highlands.

Peach revered over the perfect spot they had chosen to build their stronghold.

It had taken virtual blood, sweat and tears to conquer this perfect peak of rocky soil for their own.

It was high, overlooked all the landscape around them, it was protected by a steep edge on one side, and a narrow passage on the other. They would see everyone and everything that would attack them. All they had to do now was collect their resources and build.

Peach was in her character form. The chaste warrior princess, Peaching of High Heaven. A paladin of immense pride and perkiness. A champion for all that is pink and cute and chocolate coated. She was standing in her glorious armor that was shining bright gold with pink glows. It was very revealing and she was also bustier in this form. The programming had minor flaws… it wouldn’t make small perky tits.

It was clearly mainly men who programmed it.

Joss: Hi Peaches!

There stood Joss… or in Andorran language… Fair Lady Jossabela. The Green Wood huntress and master of all beasts. She was their elvish hunter character. With her was her trusted Manticore companion - Ronacor. He served both as a tank and as her trusted mount. He could run like the wind and those huge bat wings were not a fashion statement. He could fly, and Joss was his pilot.

Peach: Hi Joss! Hi Ronacor!

Peach ran over to pet the big softie. He was a fierce opponent, but when his friendship was won, he was like a big kitty.

Naomi appeared: Hi girls!

Naomi climbed the hill they stood on. The great Shamaness Naomialah of the Southland Savannahs graced them with her presence. She stood tall and strong. All the animal kingdom was her weapon as she could turn into any shape known to the Andorrian scholars. Including the mighty Olophant and the ferocious Saber Toothed Tiger. She was a mighty ally.

Following her was the Dark Mistress of the Stomy Mountains. Poison or Cyanida the Necromancer and Master of the dark arts, and the one true servant and speaker for the Dark Lord of Ronades.

Dressed in her dark and impressive attire with only little left over to the imagination she stood a tall and terrifying figure.

She greeted them: Hi.

Peach looked around…

Peach: Where is Ella?

Ella: Right here.

Peach: GYA! Oh Ella, you rascal!

Ella looked out from under her invisibility cloak. She was Ellanor, The great deceiver and trickster. The finest Rogue in all the lands west of Caahn.

Many were her bounties, but plentiful were her aliases. The entire Andorran was chasing not one Rogue thief but hundreds - Ella was elusive. Especially since even if they tracked her, they would have to find an invisible ghost.

The Lords of Andorran had a feature in character creation that you could get a character that looked exactly like you if you wanted to go to a 3D Photo Booth and have your picture taken and sent to you. Then you could upload it and the character would be created from your picture. It was soooo cool.

That also meant that they each had their original size and height, compared to each other, but only in the beginning.

See, Naomi and Poison now stood as tall giants, seven or eight feet tall, and Peach herself was an amazon in body type. This was mainly due to both Naomi and Poison having the trait of Elder Blood. That meant they would grow taller. And Peach was of the warrior class, meaning with each level she would grow in body mass if she spent her skill points well.

Joss was an elven girl so she was shorter than most to begin with, but it suited her well in her fighting strategy.

And Ella had been spending her skill points all other places than what would give her greater height - usually health or strength points would do the trick. She had spent, just not that much. So… Ella was still small. But they didn’t mind. Her skills were immensely useful.

Peach: Alright girls. We are here, let’s get building. And remember, stay as close to the schematics as we possibly can, alright.

The girls: Alright!

It took hours to build. Even though they all had like tons and tons of resources gathered from earlier game play, they had nowhere near enough to build an entire stronghold, with dungeons, escape tunnels, secret doorways, halls, galleries, bedrooms, storage rooms, kitchens, ballrooms, barracks, garrisons, walls, watch posts, battlements, ballistas and scorpions and catapults. They each added their touch to the fortress.

Poison had all the dungeons to her own. Including torture chambers and prison cells and huge cauldrons in which she would brew her many magical potions.

Naomi had a huge inner garden built, both to supply Poison with ingredients but also to have a sanctum for her to build up her precious Mana. Without Mana she couldn’t turn into an animal.

Joss built 3 tall towers, one larger than the other, and here she built countless manticore nests for Ronacor’s many future mates that she wanted to tame and bring as a flying garrison.

Ella made herself home in the many secret passageways and she even built a secret lab of her own where she could practice her own type of magical spell casting. She was mainly an illusionist. Meaning she would enchant and charm her opponent to fight their own shadows and let her make a stealthy getaway.

Peach’s main domain was the huge throne room where she had built a grand golden throne with bright pink cushy pillows for maximal support.

But also a good training ground where she herself would spar and train the garrison of soldiers. NPC’s could be hired among other players in order to hire a private army.

They were putting the last touches of their creation. It had taken over 9 hours of straight playing, but they finally had built the bestest and most amazingest castle fortress ever to be built.

The girls however had logged out.

And right now… they were sleeping. They had each fallen asleep in their own spot. It would be another 11 hours before the girls logged in again. They woke up on Saturday to cook their breakfast and start gaming again.

The girls all logged into the game, standing on the opposite hill that allowed them to gaze upon their construction.

Joss: It’s beautiful!

Ella: It’s marvelous!

Naomi: It sure is… and it’s all ours.

Peach was smiling all over. It was in all effect her dream castle. All these many hours of gaming and leveling, gathering experience and resources… it was all worth it now.

Peach: As per our vote, I hereby declare this fortress to be named - Ronalot. The Stronghold of the Unstoppable clan.

Poison nodded. As main enchantress of the clan she swung her mighty staff and grounds around the fortress was shining in a pale white light.

Peach: This is so awesome! We have unlocked over 160 new quests and 10 new dungeons.

A chat box was opened on Peach's screen.

Peach: Urgh… I think the Server is gonna reboot.

Peach closed the chat box without reading it.

Joss: Odd… shouldn’t we all get a notification.

Peach looked at the other girls.

Peach: You didn’t get the message?

Naomi, Ella and Poison all shook their heads.

Joss: Must have been a personal one. Read it.

Peach shrugged and looked at the message.

Peach: Lord Frugal of Lucre… Who is that?

Ella: Dunno. A new player?

Peach: How the hell does he know me?

Peach opened the message. It was an invite to a chat.

Naomi: Send it to all of us. If it's spam then we will get his ass banned.

Peach sent it on and opened the message.

Chat

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Frugal: Hi there, nice castle. Great location as

well. How long did it take to build that?

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Peach: What the heck…? Who is this dude?

Joss: The name is oddly familiar…

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Frugal: The location is optimal in every sense.

The perfect spot for a secret lair.

Lord Ed: Whatever, why don’t you get to the

case… seriously!?

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Peach: What… who is this lunatic?

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Frugal: I told ya, leave this to me, Ed.

Lord Ed: Dude, seriously what is with all that

sucking up man, and what is with that weird

accent, are you trying to sound like a guy from

East Texas or what… Seriously?

Frugal: Urgh… as I was… I mean… as I was

saying…

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Joss: That accent… why does that accent sound so familiar?

Poison: Of all fake east European accents, that is the worst I have ever heard. Dump this faker Peach and let's move on.

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Frugal: Wait, don’t hang up. We have an

important announcement to make.

Lord Ed: Like Seriously you wanna hear this

Pinkie!

Frugal: As of now, we have decided to take

over the entire world of Andorran, me and

my companion, Lord Ed or the Motor Realm.

Lord Ed: OHHHH YEAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

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Ella: What the heck?

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Frugal: And in order to do just that, we need

a powerful and immense stronghold… and

yours just fit the bill correctly.

Lord Ed: I mean, that place is like what the

V8 engine was for the car industry…

Seriously!

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Peach: Sorry, but we are not accepting new members in our clan. Have a good day.

Peach closed the window and shook her head.

Peach: What a pair of geeks.

The chat window popped up again and took up all of Peach’s screen.

Peach: The heck?

She looked at others. They also had the chat in front of them.

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Frugal: You misunderstand, my dear. We aren’t

out to join your little clan. We are here to claim

your stronghold… as our base.

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Peach began laughing. Many things were possible in the world of Andorran, but they couldn’t just claim a stronghold like that. It was impossible. This wasn’t that hopelessly outdated Everlot. This game actually had some decent rules to it.

Peach: Yeah yeah, keep dreaming guys.

Peach again tried to close the chat… but she couldn’t. It kept opening right in her face.

Peach: What the sprinkles is wrong with that stupid box?

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Frugal: oh I bet you know are wondering why

your little chat box won't close itself, right?

Lord Ed: Dude, why are you explaining this

thing we are doing to prevent them from

controlling their UI?

Frugal: Would you just…! Grrr… no matter.

You can’t escape this, princess Peach. No

One can. As of now Andorran is ours!

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The box closed and Peach stood in silence.

Peach: What the heck???

The other girls looked at her, and all looked profoundly confused.

Then out of nowhere came 2 figures out of a teletransporter rune that appeared right in front of them. These runes were only used by people who worked as administrators.

One was a magician, an arcane Mage, if Peach weren’t wrong, who stood in the most wanted, most epic and most rare drop equipment available in the entire game. The Galthorian Robe collection. The outfit of a God.

He was a scrawny looking off fella with no chin and small brown eyes. He looked like a typical bum who played video games and lived in his mothers basement. His beard looked incredibly fake, even for a gamer.

He had a villainous smirk on his face, and seemed like he was completely unaltered in person. Meaning he was most likely a cheater who had gotten the equipment illegally. His figure was completely unaltered.

The other was a Warrior Class. He was rather big and muscular, and had a long white blonde mane and a crooked nose. He was also wearing ultra rare and ultra powerful armor. But his was the incredible armor of the Destructorer. All black, and all awesome it looked like he was something in the mix of a Hell Knight and a Barbarian. Both were classes that could wear this type of armor.

Joss: Hey! You aren’t supposed to teletransport! You aren’t administrators!

Frugal: Oh there you are wrong, my little elvish lass. In fact, we are now the almighty rulers of this entire realm and all its possibilities!

Lord Ed: Yeah man! This place is like our cribbe now! Seriously!

Naomi: What are you talking about?

Frugal: You are looking at the new Kings of Cyberspace. Frugal Lucre the All mighty!

Lord Ed: And me! Ed, the like most badass twister and turner of spines and spikes ever man! Seriously!

Frugal: And that Fortress over there!

Frugal pointed at Ronalot.

Frugal:… that is gonna be our seat of government and power, for all eternity. Bwuahhahahahahahahahahahah!

Poison: Yeah uh, sorry to spoil your really bad ego trip, but, you can’t just take a clan’s stronghold… in this game.

Frugal: You can now… See. Me and Lord Ed have altered the game's code, and now. You can in fact take over a hold… if you can defeat the clan that is holding it, in a combat.

Ed and Frugal smirked.

Peach: Hackers… really? You guys are gonna be banned for life.

Lord Ed: Not when you are an integrated part of the system, Pinkie!

Peach: What?

Frugal: Me and Lord Ed have uploaded our consciousness into the system of the game. We have altered the codes of administrators, and now, me and Ed are the single only rulers in here.

Lord Ed: So, unless you wanna fight for your hold, we are gonna take it.

Joss: No way!

Frugal: Then it’s settled! Let the battle begin!!!

Frugal brought out a battle ring. The shine sphere encircled them and they all drew their weapons.

Lord Ed: Oh yes, I was seriously hoping to use this new badass sword! OOOOOH YEAAAAAAAAAH!

Ed used the sword as an air guitar.

Frugal: I must warn you, all resistance is futile. Because even if you are 4 against 2, the odds are no way near in your favor.

Peach, Joss, Naomi, and even Poison smirked.

Frugal: What…? What are you… GUAAAARGH!!!

Frugal had gotten a dagger in his back! A dagger belonging to Ella.

Lord Ed: What the…! Where did you come from!?

Ella: From the shadows, nitwit!

Ella pulled her dagger out of Frugal’s back.

Frugal: Damn that hurt!

Lord Ed: How can it hurt!? This isn’t real?

Frugal: It is real to us, you fool! Our brains are literally part of the system now!

Peach: Then you are in for a world of pain you damn grifters!

Peach charged Frugal, but Ed stopped her blade with his own… Peach saw it. It was the legendary saber, Doombringer. There was only one in the entire game. The rarest weapon of all.

Lord Ed: Sorry Pinkie, but you are way out of your league!

With that, Lord Ed swung his blade and cut through so Peach flew backwards.

Lord Ed: As for you, my little trickster.

Ella tried to hide herself with a huge smokescreen, but Ed’s hand reached right into the fog and grabbed her.

Joss: Ella!

Motor Ed: Nighty Night!

He cracked her neck, and Ella’s player body stopped moving and the girls saw how Ed threw her like a doll. A broken doll.

Joss: Oh my god… he… he killed Ella… in one strike…

Naomi: How did he kill her that way? I don’t even know that move?

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The girls all looked up from their screen and looked at Ella. The poor girl was holding her hands at her throat. She was sobbing.

Peach dropped her headphones and jumped over to Ella to comfort her.

Ella: It didn’t happen… right…? It was only in the game right…?

Peach removed Ella’s helmet and looked at her. Peach smiled at her.

Peach: It’s only a game Ella, you will just respawn.

Ella blinked and Peach walked back to her laptop, but she looked at Ella with a nervous glare.

Naomi, Poison and Joss were in a wild fight against Ed and Frugal. Frugal’s magical spells were endless and they took enormous amounts of damage. And no matter how much Poison healed she just couldn’t keep up in the end.

Joss: They are way overpowered. This is like fighting the High King of Glorwind.

Frugal: Oh yes, the High King… Hehehe, He will be the first to fall… that is… second… right after you!!!

Frugal shot a green lighting storm out of his rod and hit Joss right in the chest. Joss fell to the ground… lifeless… her health points were at zero.

Poison: The Avada Lighting… that spell is not meant to be true…

Naomi: This is bad… really bad.

Lord Ed: Ooooh YEAAAAH! The Frugal boy hit it! Now it’s my turn! Off your go, Curly!

Ed aimed his next swing at Naomi and only by turning into a hare and running away did she just lose the blade. Ed swung again and was on the right course again. Peach pulled her sword and managed to stop Ed’s swing of death again.

Lord Ed: You know what Pinkie, this game is getting boring.

Peach: Then log off you damn cheater!

Ed grinned: Now way. I am seriously gonna rule this place!

He kicked her, and once again Peach was blown backwards.

Ed swung his blade against Naomi who turned into a raging Saber Toothed Tiger, and threw herself at him.

Lord Ed: GAAH! Claws off Kitty Cat! And don’t mess up the hairdo! Seriously!

Ed grabbed the tiger by the throat and shoved the blade into the guts.

Peach: NAOMI!

Naomi was defeated. Her Tiger form shrunk into a human form and that was it.

Poison made it hard for Frugal to get to her. Her magic was after all the darkest and strongest in all the game.

Frugal: Haha, I like you my fair enchanter! What would you say to become my Queen and rule by my side?

Poison: No thanks. My body and soul already belong to someone. And this character is way too good for you, you old geek!

Poison sent a storm of shadow and death against Frugal. Even the mightiest leveled player would take serious damage with this, but Frugal simply held up his staff… The staff of First magic. He divided the dark storm of death into two with his pale green lighting and smiled grimly as closed in on Poison. Poison’s character took her true shape and grew extra limbs and glowing red eyes to throw ever stronger magic against Frugal.

But as he lifted both his arms and reached out for her true hands, he drained the power from her…

Frugal: Your darkness and shadows pale in my true power, witch!

Poison’s character grew old and seemed to dry up like a prune… in the end she looked like a mummy and she fell lifeless to the ground.

Peach: NO!

Frugal looked at Peach with his evil smile.

Lord Ed: Don’t worry Pinkie! You are next!

Peach flew into a rage! She battled Ed with all her might. She evaded and swung, she jumped and stabbed. With one very long series of moves she managed to give a deep cut on Ed’s right leg.

Lord Ed: OH “BEEEEEP”UCK!!! THAT SERIOUSLY HURT!

Peach: You will NEVER TAKE RONALOT!

Peach prepared to stab Ed right in his face, but then green lighting from Frugal’s staff stopped her. She was immobilized. She couldn’t move… she couldn’t fight.

Frugal: End her Lord Ed!

Lord Ed: Gladly! That little bitch! That really “BEEEEEP”ING HURT!

Lord Ed shoved his blade into Peaches chest. It cut through her armor like a hot knife through butter.

Peach saw her character mutilated and tossed down the hill.

Then… her screen… turned dark…

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Peach: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!?

The girls all looked at Peach. She had tossed her headphones at the screen.

Peach: THOSE FUCKING LOSERS! THOSE FUCKING PENCIL DICKED INCELS! THOSE FUCKING…!!! GAAAAAAARRGH! FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!

Peach regained her self control and held her hand over her mouth. Her mom and dad had forbidden her from using the F-word. She looked very guilty and looked appealing to her friends.

Peach: Please don’t tell…

Joss: Wow, wow… easy there tiger… let’s just, log back in and see if we can contact the administrators. They have to be able to boot a few hackers… this must be routine.

They came to the login screen… but they saw how it had changed. There was a throne in the back, with Frugal Lucre on it. He smiled evilly at them, from what was clearly the throne room of Ronalot.

Joss: What the heck… Where is my character…?

Ella: Mine is gone as well…

Poison: So is mine…

Naomi: And mine…

Peach feared. She looked over her list… and… Princess Peaching of High Heaven. The champion for all that is pink and cute and chocolate coated… She was listed as… deceased.

Frugal Lucre in the background smiled and laughed at their screen.

Frugal: Sorry champions… Your characters are no more! Did we forget to mention that! A new alteration in the game means that any character that is killed… is dead and gone… forever… their virtuel bones shall forever decorate the landscape of New Andorran.

Frugal bursted out into a maniacal laughter.

Frugal: You will need to create a new character if that happens and remember, I am the ruler of this world! I am the one to control who lives and dies! Bow to me, my subjects! MUAAhAHAHAHAHHAhhahAHAHHAHAhahHAH HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHA!

The girls all looked at each other.

They understood that the game they loved so much had changed… forever…

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To be continued.