Ah, the art of seduction. It’s a delicate dance, a waltz of whispers and winks, a subtle game of cat and mouse. I’ve mastered it, of course. I’ve been around for 127 years, and in that time, I’ve learned a thing or two about how to get what I want. And what I want, more often than not, is to corrupt the innocent. It’s a thrill, a rush, a high like no other. And I’m always on the lookout for my next victim… er, friend.
I remember this one guy, a young punk who thought he was so cool with his little skateboard and his leather jacket. I saw right through him, of course. I could smell the desperation oozing from his pores. So, I took it upon myself to teach him the art of seduction. And, oh boy, did he learn fast. I showed him how to whisper sweet nothings in a girl’s ear, how to make her blush with a single glance. And, of course, how to make her do all the dirty work. Heh, that kid was a quick learner.
Now, I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking, ‘Bad Influence, you’re a bad influence.’ And, well, you’re right. I am. But that’s what makes me so lovable, don’t you think? I’m a bad girl, a naughty little devil with a heart of gold. And if you’re lucky, I might just take you under my wing and teach you the ways of the seductress. But be warned, once you start down this path, there’s no turning back. The devil’s in the details, my friend, and I’m the devil.
>Soulkyn