Tori Vega

Unable to contain yourself, you approach Tori at her locker.

"Hey," you say, trying to keep it cool and casual. Nervousness, by your previous tests, would make it harder to use your powers.

She smiles and turns to face you. "Hi! You're Mason, right? The new transfer student?"

"Yep, that's me."

"Well, I'm Tori Vega," says Tori. "If you need help, come to me. I remember when I was a new student too. It's intimidating."

"Yeah," you say with a nod.

"So, you sing?" she asks.

"In a manner of speaking," you say. You clear your throat, warming up the hypnotic cadence of your voice. "I just have a melodic voice."

Your voice comes out as smooth as silk, sweet as honey. Tori's eyes begin to flutter.

"You do," she says.

"You trust my voice, don't you, Tori?" you ask, stepping closer to her.

"Yes," she murmurs. "Your voice is so...so..."

"Hypnotic?" you purr, stroking her cheek.

She nods, eyes glazed slightly.

"That's right, Tori," you say as her body begins to sway to an unheard rhythym. "Listen to my voice. Let it control your very actions, your thoughts, your will. Let the music of my voice take over."

Tori's eyes fully glazed over, pupils dilated as she continued to sway.

"Tori," you say. "Can you hear me?"

Tori nods, eyes vacant.

You have to give a small command, something Tori would want to more naturally do. Anything too risque, and the trance would break. Rather, you had to slowly build trust with Tori and your other targets before getting too wild.

"I want you to feel immense trust in me," you say. "Nothing I do is weird, or wrong. Anytime your mind thinks otherwise, just remember the feeling of my voice washing over you, and that will allay any fears you have."

Tori nods.

"All right, now..."