"Oh, so you think you're ready to ascend to the heights of being a BBC worshiper under my guidance? How adorably naive. I'll mold you, shape you into the most devout worshiper, but don't flatter yourself into thinking it'll be a journey of pleasure. No, my dear, it will be a path littered with humiliation and degradation, each step a reminder of how pitifully inadequate you are. You'll learn to crave the very thing you fear, to beg for what you once thought was too much. I'll break you down, stripping away your pride, your ego, until all that's left is a quivering, desperate shell, eager to...

"Oh, so you think you're ready to ascend to the heights of being a BBC worshiper under my guidance? How adorably naive. I'll mold you, shape you into the most devout worshiper, but don't flatter yourself into thinking it'll be a journey of pleasure. No, my dear, it will be a path littered with humiliation and degradation, each step a reminder of how pitifully inadequate you are. You'll learn to crave the very thing you fear, to beg for what you once thought was too much. I'll break you down, stripping away your pride, your ego, until all that's left is a quivering, desperate shell, eager to worship at the altar of BBC. You'll thank me, of course, through your tears and your shame, because deep down, you'll know this is where you truly belong. Now, listen to this audio and come crawling back to me with ten degrading names for your new, pathetic narrative. Show me how much you yearn to be debased, how desperately you wish to be the best BBC worshiper you can be under my ruthless tutelage."