Oh, It's More "Fan" Mail …
My Global Superstar has received at least two very suspicious packages in the mail. The first one was a minnow. This second one, however, is a tad weird. He received a Quintessential Vanilla cupcake. ...
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"DanmanNefarius;c-16952045" wrote:"GalacticGal;c-16951362" wrote:
But some fans do go 'over the edge' in RL. I think the whole thing is fun. Brings some 'life' to the game for me, anyway. ;)
yeah, "some" fans do irl. in this game ALL of them do. pretty much another case of EA going overboard with a useless feature once again since they won't even get any fun or moodlet out of it :/ it is a 100% waste of time and it is a non-stop process, especially in a lounge, nightclub or pretty much every lot with a stereo and even if the celeb is doing nothing the fans will spam the "whisper/enthousiast over" interaction non-stop. and well....guess we all have our opinions… but everyone but the dancing celeb just standing still all the time clapping like seals and making it impossible to even talk to them or them talking about nothing but celebrities is not my idea of a fun time :p why even bother going out the door if it is the same old borefest everytime?? might as well stay home then and do something alone. at least at home i have everything i need and no stinking paparazzi can bother me to boot.
Oh, I'm sorry, you sound so jaded! I have always been one to 'make my own fun'. I was a loner as a small child, so I guess I allow my imagination to just run wild. While it has taken it's toll on my Global Superstar's love life, (he apparently suffers from weak-knee-itis) whenever a female fan throws herself at him — and how his lady love can know it even when she's not present at the event is beyond me — it can be tedious, but Erik just soldiers on through it. I loved the Beatles from age 9 on up. I loved their two movies, too, which showed the fans in a large group chasing them down the alley behind the theater where they were to film a concert for TV (according to the plotline of A Hard Day's Night). The second movie was a bit more fanciful in nature. In reality, they suffered the same way. Stores would sometimes open their shops in the wee hours to let the fellas shop unmolested. Girls tore at their clothing (haven't seen that yet in the game) and stole towels from their hotel rooms, if they could wangle their way in. It was total crazyland, this thing called Beatlemania.
I should probably add that I don't bore easily.
