Tim, a straight-laced office worker

Eros travelled to the tallest building in his eyeline. The building was some big office corporation with lots of floors and people working on each one. Eros went into one of the higher up floors that was still low enough that there were lots of cubicles and workers. He admired the room. Perfect patriarchy. The room was dominated by men, with only a handful of women. This would work well for his experiment.

Floating around, Eros had to pick his target. He settled on one guy that was sort of central to amongst all the cubicals. He could see the name Tim Daniels written inside. Tim was about 30 years old, looked in good enough shape and was married with a young girl, evidence to a family picture next to his computer. Eros noticed the scent of coffee and a nearly empty mug next to some files. He emptied a vial of venom into the coffee, awaiting the office drone to drink up and liven things up.

Expectantly, Tim drank the rest of the mug's contents in one swoop. He pulled a face of disgust upon swallowing the liquid. Apparently the venom wasn't that great tasting. All that was left now was to wait for the games to begin.