it'd start off with you walking into view of "me" wearing very baggy clothes, your hair tied back and wearing glasses, you'll be dismissive and rude as you tell me that you've started seeing someone else, when you're "interrupted" by me desperately trying to keep you, by telling you about the super formula.".. a.. super formula.. you've got to be joking.. its real? show me.." you then reach down and pick up a vial filled with liquid. you look at it skeptically and say; "so.. tell me about it dear.. i-it'll make me immortal? super strong and fast?... i will be able to fly?.. i think you're pulling my leg.. but.. i will try it.. just know that if this is a dr ug my new boyfriend is outside and he will kick your ass!" you dr ink the formula and slowly your expression darkens as you think i've tipsy your time. you let loose the harshest verbal humi liation you can, explaining what a fat pathetic loser i am.after a couple of minutes of this, midway through a sentence you stop, your face changes to surprise and confusion. you begin to cry in ecstasy and you run off camera.if the video could then, after 20 seconds, suddenly cut back to you in front of it (creating the impression of you just appearing), that'd be amazing.for this second part, could you please be wearing the same black catsuit, with your hair down as in your recent videos? but if you had some black gloves to wear with it too, that'd be perfect.you'd start off pretending to love me for turning you into a superwoman, being incredibly apologetic for hum iliating me, and seductively asking where the second formula is, and suggesting that you could feed it to me (saying that once i'm superpowered, we can be together again).you pick up the second, hidden, vial. you tip it towards the camera and bring it slowly towards it. then suddenly you pull it back and dri nk it in one go.after which point you begin laughing and mocking my lack of understanding, explaining the following;if i wasn't worthy of you when you were normal, how could i be now, or when superpowered myself?the first formula has made you an invulnerable, immortal being, that cannot be harmed in any way (a nuke wouldn't even ruffle your hair). your super strength and speed would outdo any superhero, if any of them where real.and with the second half of the formula.. this world.. and everyone in it.. are now your disposable playthings. as you do this section, could you please tease me with your perfect, catsuit clad body?then could you please spend a couple of minutes talking about how you'll introduce the world to its new goddess (which city you'll start in, what you'll destroy, etc).. how many slaves you think you'll keep for pleasing you (of which i don't qualify), and who to go give payback to first.. and/or any other ideas you may have of what you'd do in that situation.and to finish it off, i leave it to you to decide whether you'd end me there and then, or let me live to witness what i created