058: In Which If You've Got It, Flaunt It [video]
[... so basically, for as long as Eris is irresistibly gorgeous she's probably going to keep doing video posts. She's lounging in her own apartment this time around, in what looks like a very pricey new robe. Yeah, living the high life for the last couple days has left her a little blissed out and a bit loftier in tone than she often is.]
This is just the loveliest week. Cronus, how did you know this was one of my favorites out of all your little games? Cheers. Anyway, for those of you on the same floor... floors?... that I'm on and are so insufferably "oh no, people are attracted to me!", some helpful tricks on crowd control so you're not completely swamped.
Number one; make an example out of one of them before it's too late. They're completely infatuated with you. They won't realize they're about to be hurt until it's too late. Unfortunately, while it's fairly satisfying on its own and it might work on small groups or just one stalker, you're going to run into people who either won't be deterred by it, or it will just turn them on even further. Moreover, you'll get tired and more susceptible to being overtaken by the mob.
Number two; turn the mob against each other. Really. They're hanging off your every word, so if you, say, suggest that they might have a better chance with you if there's less competition they'll go at each others' throats in a heartbeat. Really the most fun option, but I'm biased. It's not going to work if you can't sell it, though, and frankly I'm not sure how many of you can.
So, finally, option number three; hire bodyguards. Obviously, it will cost you, but it keeps the mob off your back and allows you to enjoy the perks of the situation. For example, aside from my dear, dear handpicked bodyguards, both of whom I chose because they remind me a bit of Ares -- miss you, sweetie, get down here ASAP -- I haven't had to pay for anything over the last few days. My new flatscreen TV is divine, for the record.
So, anway, there you have it; never say I'm not willing to help every now and then, hm? Compared to most everyone else, you got off lucky. Stop whining. Ciao, boys and girls.
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This is just the loveliest week. Cronus, how did you know this was one of my favorites out of all your little games? Cheers. Anyway, for those of you on the same floor... floors?... that I'm on and are so insufferably "oh no, people are attracted to me!", some helpful tricks on crowd control so you're not completely swamped.
Number one; make an example out of one of them before it's too late. They're completely infatuated with you. They won't realize they're about to be hurt until it's too late. Unfortunately, while it's fairly satisfying on its own and it might work on small groups or just one stalker, you're going to run into people who either won't be deterred by it, or it will just turn them on even further. Moreover, you'll get tired and more susceptible to being overtaken by the mob.
Number two; turn the mob against each other. Really. They're hanging off your every word, so if you, say, suggest that they might have a better chance with you if there's less competition they'll go at each others' throats in a heartbeat. Really the most fun option, but I'm biased. It's not going to work if you can't sell it, though, and frankly I'm not sure how many of you can.
So, finally, option number three; hire bodyguards. Obviously, it will cost you, but it keeps the mob off your back and allows you to enjoy the perks of the situation. For example, aside from my dear, dear handpicked bodyguards, both of whom I chose because they remind me a bit of Ares -- miss you, sweetie, get down here ASAP -- I haven't had to pay for anything over the last few days. My new flatscreen TV is divine, for the record.
So, anway, there you have it; never say I'm not willing to help every now and then, hm? Compared to most everyone else, you got off lucky. Stop whining. Ciao, boys and girls.
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