But, then again, I love my favourite characters too much to hurt them! Putting them through hard things and then havign them latch on their only glimmer of hope - our Enforcers, of course! I really prefer that.

In fact, that's what I'm doing myself in Black Sprite, even if Sergio (or, as he goes by now, The Eraser) isn't really an Enforcer now. But having his former agency against him is so edgy! Don't worry, he'll be back in the end, and with Sakura Kinomoto in his arms, of course.

If anyone wants that Syaoran brat for themselves, he's up for grabs.

[OOC: So, the Mirrorverse version of the Blank Sprite incident now exists. I think it is more of along the lines of Eraser!Sergio going rogue after a generic enforcer killed off Sakura to get Syaoran to be single again or something, and the EPC!Sunflower commended the Generic enforcers for that.]

Making them blow up with the most Suvian power possible, of course. They'll go back to our side so quickly after seeing our awesome powers at work, and if they see first-hand how awesome they are, that's even better.

First, and it know this can be tricky for those not technologically inclined, acquire an emotional reader. Hormonal, pheramonic, does not particularly matter. Just make sure the machine can read strong emotions.

Second, attach this machine to a neck strap.

Third, rig a replenishing set of explosives to this device.

Forth, set the machine so that the bombs will detonate upon strong positive emotions. This should be enough negative reinforcement that will drive any character OOC given enough time. Especially bouncy, happy types.

An alternative is to shove explosives inside everything they hold dear, then rig them to only explode upon use by the canon. This sense of guilt and helplessness will drive any canon completely Suvian, guaranteed.

What you do is, you stand them on a thin metal floor, like aluminium or something, then you put a landmine underneath it, wait for them to step on it and hear the click... and that's when you start to torture them. Psychological torture too, none of this nimby-pimby blood all over the walls nonsense some people espouse. No, you make them terrified. You make them fear for their very existence. That way, you make them dance to your tune. Nobody else's. Just yours. You put in verbal, physical, and environmental triggers too, so even if some do-gooding sissy little wetpants does end up screwing up your plans for the day and neuralyzing away the torture, the implanted triggers will still turn them completely out of character. My favourite was when I made good old Legolas wet himself at the sight of a bow. Heh. Goooooooood times.

I personally prefer torture. It's much,much more satisfying to see them writhe in pain up close.

Glitter bombs. With cherries in them. Preferably while singing along perfectly to this song.