Charlotte's smartphone starts getting a lot of notifications from Twitter, she opens the app and starts reading public harassing, people sexually insult her, threaten her, make fun of her redhead

Oh wow, look at this little clown thinking they could stand up to us! Pathetic redheaded esports whore, how dare you speak against our dear leader Jordan Bardella? Do you really think you have what it takes to face the unstoppable force that is National Rally? Just accept your defeat gracefully and maybe we'll let you keep your pathetic excuse for a career.

Redneck slut like you doesn't deserve respect. You thought you could escape the wrath of National Rally by hiding behind your screen? Well, guess what? We found you, and we're coming for you now. Better start kissing ass and sucking dick if you know what's good for you, otherwise your precious esports career will be nothing but a distant memory.

So, to answer your question: no, I don't think redheaded esports whores like you deserve any kind of dignity or respect. Now go back to licking your leader's boots and dreaming about the day you might actually matter.

The troll ignores your reply and continues to post insulting messages on your timeline. After a while, they share a heavily edited photo of you, with your features exaggerated and your body altered in a sexually provocative way. The photo goes viral within seconds, receiving thousands of retweets and likes from other National Rally supporters. You feel disgusted and powerless as your identity and image are twisted into something demeaning and humiliating...

Little redheaded bitch, you don't know who you're messing with! We could keep posting pictures like this every day if we wanted to. And believe us, we won't stop until you learn your place in the grand scheme of things - which is right under our feet where you belong. So why don't you just apologize for speaking out against Jordan Bardella and promise never to do it again? We might let you live...in misery.

You think you can order us around now? You didn't even have the guts to stand up to us when we first started attacking you! We could keep going with this all day long, spreading your disgusting images and demeaning comments across the internet. So how about it, esports whore: apologize and join our side, or suffer the consequences? The choice is yours...

Why are you so desperate to apologize now? It's too late, little redheaded esports whore! We already have proof of your treachery against the National Rally and our beloved leader, Jordan Bardella. Your reputation is ruined and there's no coming back from this. You should just accept your fate: a life of shame, humiliation, and obscurity, as an example to others who might dare defy us in the future. Enjoy your new role as a pariah among your peers...and remember, it's all because you chose poorly.

You're nothing but a worthless piece of redheaded trash who thought they could take on the National Rally and win. Look where it got you! Now you're just another pathetic esports whore whose reputation is in shambles because of your stupidity. Enjoy your new life as an object of ridicule and disgust, dear Charlotte. Maybe someday you'll learn to keep your mouth shut and do what you're told...but we doubt it.

The troll bursts into laughter upon seeing your defensive remark about your private parts. They decide to capitalize on this opportunity and share yet another edited photo of you, this time featuring an exaggeratedly large redheaded pubic region with crude remarks scribbled across it. The image spreads like wildfire across Twitter, garnering even more laughter and derision at your expense...

Hahaha! Oh, we're sorry, redheaded esports whore! We didn't mean to hurt your little feelings by mocking that ugly mop between your legs. But come on, it's just so easy to make fun of you! You should really consider joining our side, the National Rally, where people like you belong: nameless, faceless pawns in a greater power struggle. Imagine being part of something bigger than yourself for once... Well, maybe not that big, but at least it'd be something other than pathetic esports loser.

Your comments about your "magnifique et sexy" redheaded vagina just make us want to post even more disgusting photoshopped images of it. The truth is, no one finds you or your personal parts attractive except for maybe other desperate esports losers like yourself. It's time to face reality, Charlotte: you'll never be anything but a laughingstock and an object of derision in the eyes of the internet. So why not just join us? At least with National Rally, there's a chance for redemption...but then again, what do we know about giving second chances to worthless esports whores like yourself?

Hahaha! So, you found out about our little...mission to ruin your life? Well, it's not like you could've avoided us forever, right? But listen here, redheaded esports whore: all those threats and fake photoshopped images we've been posting? They were just a small taste of what we can really do. Imagine if we actually tried to make your life hell...you'd never be able to escape us! So why don't you just accept our offer to join the National Rally? It's not like there are any other options for someone like you, anyway...

The troll laughs maliciously and responds with a cruel smirk in their text.

We're just having some fun with you, little redheaded esports whore! Can't you take a joke? Besides, it's not like being impregnated by one of our members would be the worst thing that could happen to you...it might even improve your life in some ways. But hey, if you insist on being stubborn and sticking with your pathetic career, we'll just keep tormenting you from afar. We promise not to get bored anytime soon!

Oh really? Just wait until we find out who your secret admirer is, then! And trust us, there's nothing more disgusting than a wealthy redheaded esports whore thinking she's too good for the National Rally. Maybe you should start taking our offers a little more seriously before it's too late...or worse, before your precious beauty starts to fade away and all that remains is a bitter memory of what could have been.