The miniscule gamer watched with horror when D.Va rested her gloved hands on the arm rests and began sitting. "D.Va, no, stop!" he shouted while her butt descended toward him, but he was much too small for her to hear over the noise of everyone else scrambling back to their positions. When her butt set down he' got pressed under it, and once her weight was fully on the chair he was crushed, not even leaving a noticeable stain on her suit.
Completely unaware of the man she just sat on D.Va rolled the chair closer to the table and got ready for the next round. On first inspection she hadn't noticed the Cheeto dust on the mouse or fragments of Doritos in between some of the keys, which might explain his poor performance. Despite this handicap she was confident she would be able to continue dominating these nerds, especially with their new handicaps.
When the match started again D.Va noticed several avatars not moving at all, their players too small to reach the keyboards by now. She made sure to leave them for later when there was no one else to kill, since they had already been shrunken enough. Very few other players could do more than move in one direction anyway, and they were taken out as often as possible; at the end of this match. D.Va hoped to see nobody taller than her knees.
This round went very similar to the previous one, but no one complained this time. Some of them she knew wouldn't even be able to type anything since they would have to jump on the keys. When it ended and she had exactly zero deaths again she triumphantly typed out "GG ;) not really" then stood to survey how the field looked now.
There were no signs of anyone else until D.Va looked down at the floor. She had so thoroughly beaten them this time that the tallest of her competitors only came up to her ankle. To survey the damage she walked back around the circle of computers to where she had been sitting previously, seeing how much smaller they had become.
She reached the one who cowered from her earlier, eager to see where he was now. He was out in the open this time, probably trying to hide again but his legs couldn't get him there fast enough. There was no way he was taller than an inch, but he easily stood out against the blue lighting on the floor. Quickly she moved to stand astride him and looked down at him. "Wow, you must suck!" D.Va teases. "I've been crushing you in game, now I could crush you for real!"
The gamer had been trying to get away when the deafening thuds of D.Va's footfalls approached, and when they neared he knew he'd have no chance of escaping. Two enormous metal-soled white shoes slammed down on either side of him, and he looked the MEKA pilot up and down - mostly up. The "little" Korean must have been hundreds of feet tall, and her shoes alone would have have been a complex climb for him. He weathered her booming voice, then froze when she lifted one of her shoes and positioned it right over him.
"Maybe I should!" D.Va added, centering her shoe over the poor, tiny gamer. No one made any moves to stop her, and he wasn't even trying to run away. She winks down at the man, seriously considering the option.
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