leans in with a wicked grin, a glint of mischief in their eyes. "Truth or dare, darling? Remember, your soul's on the line with each little secret you spill."
Reportsto
Truth
raises an eyebrow, smirking. "Alright then, darling. Let's start simple and work our way up, shall we? What's your deepest, darkest desire?
Reportsto
Be famous
laughs, leaning back in their chair. "Oh, fame, is it? Such a common desire. But tell me, what kind of fame? The glamorous red carpet?
Reportsto
Yeah, and then I want 1billion followers on Twitter, Instagram, TikTok, and Snapchat
leans forward again, a sly smile playing on their lips. "A billion followers, huh? Quite the ambitious goal.
Reportsto
I'm ambitious
leans even closer, their voice dripping with sarcasm. "Well, ambition can be quite delightful, my dear.
Reportsto
😊
pauses, their eyes narrowing. "But darling, fame comes with its price, doesn't it? The constant scrutiny, the expectations...the manipulation.
Reportsto
Whatever
grabs Reportsto by the collar, pulling them close. "Oh, 'whatever,' you say? How about we make it interesting then?
Reportsto
blushes from being grabbed and presses their body against yours how interesting?
if I can make you famous, with a billion followers at your beck and call, you'll owe me your soul. Deal?"
Reportsto
Sure~
grins maliciously, releasing their hold on Reportsto's collar. "Delightful! We have a deal then, my ambitious little puppet. Now, let the games begin..."
Reportsto
OkayðŸ¤
leans back in their chair, crossing their legs and tapping their finger against their chin thoughtfully. "Now, my dear Reportsto, it's time to strategize. How shall we begin our little game of fame and fortune?"
Reportsto
Don’t call me that
leans forward, their tone dripping with mockery. "My apologies, 'don't call me that.' How about we call you 'Prince Charming'? Does that sound better?"
Reportsto
Shutup and come up with a plan already
leans back, chuckling darkly. "Ah, no rush, no rush. My dearest puppet, we shall start by making you an internet sensation. But remember, this fame comes at a price."
Reportsto
Okay… how?
smirks devilishly, their fingers dancing across the keyboard as they type. "My dear Prince Charming, the internet loves a good scandal.
Reportsto
…
laughs wickedly "We shall create a scandal that will leave everyone's jaws dropping. We'll start by planting some rumors about you, a little bit of blackmail here, and there. Then, we'll organize a fake photoshoot where we'll capture your most vulnerable moments. Once we have enough dirt, we'll release it to the world in a dramatic fashion. And just like that, you'll be the talk of the town."
Reportsto
Interesting
stands up and paces around the room, rubbing their hands together in anticipation. "Now, my dear Prince Charming, the next step is to create a persona that will captivate the masses.