#gamer team

[litrpgburrito]

Chapter 2: The Neon Rivals

The flicker of the arcade screens cast a kaleidoscope of colors over the faces of Mia, Jin, and Takashi as they stood before the Crimson Phoenix, their fingers poised for another round. The air was charged with the electric hum of machines and the distant rumble of the city outside. Arcadia 2099 was their battleground, their playground, their home away from home.

As the trio delved deeper into the game, their scores climbing higher with each enemy ship they destroyed, a new energy pulsed through the arcade. The main door slid open with a hiss, and in walked the **Neon Rivals**, a group known throughout the city for their gaming prowess and their flashy, cyberpunk attire that seemed to glow with its own inner light.

The leader, a tall figure with hair as silver as the moonlight, went by the name **Lynx**. His eyes, hidden behind visor-like glasses, scanned the arcade with a predatory grace. Beside him was **Vex**, a girl with neon pink streaks in her hair and a smirk that spoke of countless victories. The third was **Byte**, quiet and unassuming, his fingers twitching as if already feeling the arcade buttons beneath them.

They moved through the arcade with an air of confidence, their presence drawing the attention of every player. Whispers followed in their wake, tales of high scores toppled and games mastered. They were the apex gamers, the ones who turned competition into an art form.

Mia felt a surge of adrenaline at the sight of them. Jin cracked his knuckles, a grin spreading across his face. Takashi simply nodded, his gaze never leaving the screen. This was it, the challenge they had been waiting for.

The Neon Rivals approached the Crimson Phoenix, and Lynx leaned in close, his voice a low rumble. "We've heard about your little quest," he said. "But the Phoenix is ours. We've tamed every game in this place, and we're not about to let a bunch of kids take our crown."

Vex laughed, the sound sharp and clear. "You might as well give up now. Save yourselves the embarrassment."

But Mia was undeterred. "We don't back down from a challenge," she replied, her voice steady. "The Crimson Phoenix doesn't belong to anyone. It's the ultimate test, and we're going to beat it."

The tension was palpable, a static charge in the air that seemed to make the neon lights flicker with anticipation. The Neon Rivals took up positions at the machines beside them, their fingers flying over the controls as they began their own assault on the high scores.

The arcade became a symphony of digital warfare, the sounds of the games blending with the determined breaths of the players. Mia, Jin, and Takashi were in their element, moving as one with the game, their every action a response to the challenges before them.

As the night wore on, scores were beaten and new ones set. The Neon Rivals proved to be formidable opponents, but the trio held their own, their determination unyielding. It was more than just a game now; it was a battle for honor, for dreams, for the very soul of the arcade.

And in the shadows, Cipher watched, their interest piqued. These gamers, both the trio and the Neon Rivals, were proving to be more intriguing than they had anticipated. Perhaps, in their quest for the high scores, they would uncover the secrets Cipher had been chasing.

The game was on, and the stakes had never been higher.

**To be continued...**

[enidtendo64]

Gamer Girlfriend

[beckyblah]

BALLS!!!???

[xanax-horror]

[luminiciant]

PURGATORY

[grogumaximus]

Kevin: Max will you take a swearing penalty this year?

Max: I hope not, let's see how that goes

Crane: going to your first press conference just wearing a ball gag

[peachyubey]

RED

[katkat030]

“It’s definitely spicy” Pearl, circa 2024, while ZITS casually die of heat in the background (followed by False calling her completely unfazed)

[neptunalyin]

Tango just casually shooting and betraying his rancher (using nerf guns) love that for them 👏

[royalarchivist]

Foolish: I'm kinda like the mouth of Phil when he's not around.

Cellbit: Yeah, you have the same accent too.

Foolish: Yeah! Hola- oh wait, fck, he's not-

Slimecicle: Nope, nope, not even close.

Jaiden: You know, Phil loves saying "Hola".

Slimecicle: Yeah, Northern England accent right there.

Cellbit: Yeah, they always say that, those English people, they always say that.

Baghera: They just say "Hola, amigos!" all the time, I don't understand him.

Jaiden: He can't get enough of "hola."

Foolish: Bolas. Bolas.

Carre: [After saying absolutely nothing for 20+ minutes] Bolas and dick.

[They all laugh]

[anemonet]

Its zine time again! I did all of docs stuff for the @hermitpostzine :D definitly check out everyone elses stuff its so so cool!!!!

[blockgamepirate]

Good thing Team Bolas doesn't have any separation anxiety or anything

[vegley]

THE FOG IS COMING THE FOG IS COMING THE FOG IS COMINF

[ RBS > LIKES ‼️‼️‼️]

[tastytoastz]

Bruh, that part where the earthquake started and Foolish screamed out "Phil do something!" is going to stick with me.

Philza, their leader, who seemed to do the impossible and lead them to victory, the one who always made sure they were okay, taught them how to fight, ran miles to give them food, the one Foolish had fought side by side with during the eggwar. Their leader, the one they trusted the most. So when Foolish dosen't get his kid out and see the rocks falling, when he can't figure out how to save her, he screames out the name for the one who always could be relied upon, the one he trusted the most. The father and leader of of their team.

And Philza couldn't do anything.

[xanax-horror]

[hiirenvirnas]

Maybe the real treasure is the family we made in purgatory 🫶