"I will first kidnap more people to add to my list of victims in my tunnel, then I will go gather fuzz to become as big as a world.. My next goal would be to mate with my victims and have babies! I WILL THEN CONQUER THE UNIVERSE! HAHAHA!" The fuzzball shouted in excitement.
She darted her head back and forth. Who was going to be her first victim?
She laid her eyes upon a dog and shook her head. "Too loud." Her great experience helped rule out candidates.
She saw a bird fly away and shook her head once more. "Too weak."
Then Richardo looked to the left and saw a human Male who was obese and sweaty, he was currently playing a video game on his VR Helmet. His body was on autopilot while he played.
Technology was advanced enough to create helmets which convert your body movement in the game into the auto pilot mode. You would be playing video games and doing whatever mode you chose.
Studying would add knowledge to your subconscious, exercising was self explanatory, there was even a school mode!
"What an easy target.. He won't know that he's been kidnapped until he exits the game! He also looks like a total loser and probably won't leave it for a while!" The dustball made her way to the fat man.
As the fat man was sweating and was clearly in the exercise mode, he slipped on some stray mustard. Of course, he didn't notice.
"Watchaa~"
Richardo expertly sprayed some mustard into a pile to cushion the man's head.
The man fell into the mustard pile and hit his head straight onto the concrete. A loud crushing noise filled the surroundings. The man was sure to have a serious concussion.
"Perfect. He didn't wake up." Richardo praised herself, things were easily all within her grasp!
She rolled herself onto the man's head and entered into his ear. She made her way to his brain and stretched some of her hairs she she collected from the StarBucks urinal onto the man's brain..
With one push the man's arm moved. Another push and his leg moved!
"Time to bring him to my secret lair.. I hope victim no. 400 enjoys his new house!" She laughed as she made the man begin to walk away.
As the fat man was walking he bumped into a woman, his VR headset fell to the ground and broke.
"Such fragile technology.. good thing he's passed out already." Richardo let out a sigh of relief.
The female who was on further examination a lizard female turned around and examined the fat man who had just bumped into her. "Ohhhh.. hey is that you Christopher? It's you right?! from highschool?"
"Fuck this stupid bitch is going to make a scene!" Richardo yelled internally..
"N... o..." The fat man slowly said and lifted his hand up to point his middle finger at the lizard.
"Wow! You really haven't changed Christopher! I really missed you.. ever since you ghosted me that is. What happened I thought you loved me! I still have our prom pictures from those days.." Tears crept up onto the lizard's face.
The fat man's body just put his other hand into his pocket and dug around, he pulled out.. ANOTHER MIDDLE FINGER AND FLIPPED HER OFF!
"He.. Heh.. Bitch." Richardo made the man say.
"You still know my special name you gave me! Oh I love you Christopher! By the way, did you get plastic surgery? I love the new bump that's gushing blood out of your forehead, looks cool." She began to rub on the man's forehead which now gushed out more blood.
"This bitch is crazy!" Richardo yelled and forced the man to run to her lair.
"I have to leave, as fast as possible! I don't know when this guy's gonna wake up!"
Two and a half hours later....
It was now dark. Not the sky, Richardo had successfully brought the man into her lair.
They were in an underground dungeon that was enormous in size. Cells littered the rooms with people inside of them.
Each of them currently had a VR game stuck onto their heads.
Richardo had developed a game in which it would trap the users into a neverending MMORPG. She called it "Art Sword Offline". It was a game in which the user leveled up by painting, it was an offline game filled with bots. It was true torture.
This was just the way she stored the trapped victims. They would never escape, because they couldn't.
Every hour the headset injected a serum into the brain of the victims. This serum reduced brain activity temporarily and helped keep them healthy. It was filled with essential vitamins and protein. There was also water of course.
The man's body laid down in his cell as a mob of fuzz balls covered the man.
"Keep up the good work! I'm paying you all well to nurture this man back to health and to install the new game! We'll need a new headset as well, he tripped like an idiot." Richardo shouted at the mob of fuzz balls from afar. They didn't reply because they could not talk.
"Now.. where am I going to go to consume a lot of fuzz? Hmm.. I know! I'll just head over to King Burger's unsanatized restrooms. There is sure to be plenty there! After that I can even hit all of the local fast food restaurants then move my way up to the disgusting hotels!" Richardo had it all planned out and was confident. If they paid the workers more than minimum wage maybe they'd do a better job?
Richardo shot herself up back outside and sealed the enterance shut with a thick layer of mustard. She was now in front of the enterance.
The enterance was the dumpster of MCRonald's. It blended in with the rest of the mustard of thrown away burgers. Truly a perfect hideout.
(A/N: Write suggestions for me to randomize the story with!)