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I like a badboy with an agenda and some ambition. He needs to be driven— by personal demons, a thirst for vengeance, lust for gold, megalomania, low level sociopathy, whatever. Being ruthless isn’t enough. My preferred badboy has a code, even a perverse kind of honor. He isn’t a bully. Being dangerous isn’t enough. Angry bears and box jellyfish are dangerous but I don’t want to get close to them. The platinum badboy has dignity, control, restraint. That brings me to the allure of this particular kind of badboy or what I like to call, Flapping the Unflappable. What does it mean when a boy who trusts no one chooses to trust you? Or when someone single-minded in his mission (whatever that may be), let’s you distract him from that all-important goal (vengeance against his enemies, world domination, acquiring the Sword of Florgenflerg at any cost, etc.)? Frankly, it means you’re awesome. It means there’s something compelling enough about you to pull him off course, to drag him from his self-imposed exile from humanity, to disturb his well-ordered universe, and make him long for something more. You alone have been chosen to see behind the badboy’s icy exterior to the human heart beneath, and that’s a heady thing.