Orchid vs Simon

>Another day in the kaiju den section.
>You walked in to a foreign noise echoing in the room’s sturdy concrete walls.
>Beep.
>A section of her mane flashed brighter for a second as she watched attentively.
>She stuck a tongue out in concentration and lowered a hoof very carefully onto the comparatively tiny disk.
>You had expected a smash, but instead the weight from the edge of the hoof’s rim caused the toy to begin to flip like prey trying to escape as the pressure was placed on it.
>KLUKTHUNK-beep!
>Somehow, she managed to not completely destroy it, touching a panel that lit up and made the same beep as before.
>She moved her hoof back and watched as the device flashed twice on the same panel this time, again, with the same sound effect.
>Beep, beep.
>The same section of her mane flashed in response, once, and a second time.
"Orchid? What are you doing?"
>KTHNK-beep, CLACK-beep.
>"Playing."
"Is that... is that simon?"
>"Mhm."
>Beep, beep, boop.
>She almost didn't give it time to finish, already tenderly trying to press the buttons in the same sequence as her mane strobed in a mimicry of the toy's light show.
>Krik-beep, clunk-beep, CLAK-boop.
>Beep, beep, boop, bop.
>KRAK-beep, CLNK-beep, THUNK-boop, Kr-KRUNK-bop.
>Her concentration was near total, focused and intent on the disc-shaped toy.
>It was something like watching a scrapyard press coming down with the lightness of a regular hand.
"Wow, that's pretty impressive, Orchid. You're really gentle when you try. Keep this up and maybe people would let you touch them some day."
>Suddenly, she almost inhaled her tongue back into her mouth with a wet slurp, lips pursed as her eyes darted to look at you.
>-KRNK-CRACK!
>The toy was utterly flattened beneath the overwhelming pressure of a giant, armored hoof.
>Those fluorescent eyes widened and shifted back down to look at the undoubtedly broken toy.
>Slowly, she lifts her wayward limb to reveal that she has indeed killed simon.
>The neon eyes bounced back and forth with horror between the broken toy and you.
>A slight tint, no, a glow, barely noticeable across her skin, illuminates her cheeks.
>Whether she was blushing, or the effect was just the light shed by her normal kaiju self reflecting back on her, you didn’t quite know.
>She slowly lowered her hoof back down in the awkward silence that followed.
>As soon that hoof touched the twisted wreckage a buzzer sounded in a mocking tone to let players, and indeed everyone in the immediate vicinity, know that they had joined the multitudes of people who had lost to simon and his dreaded game.