{"id":1694447,"date":"2026-09-17T01:41:00","date_gmt":"2026-09-17T01:41:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/vJs2h7z9ho9eCrgZckh4x4"},"modified":"2026-09-17T01:41:00","modified_gmt":"2026-09-17T01:41:00","slug":"gta-5s-become-a-celebrity-mod-is-almost-weirdly-fully-featured","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/arcader.org\/news\/gta-5s-become-a-celebrity-mod-is-almost-weirdly-fully-featured\/","title":{"rendered":"GTA 5’s ‘Become a celebrity’ mod is almost weirdly fully featured"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Los Santos Customs<\/div>\n
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I’m modding GTA 5 every day in a quest to either transform it into a PC version of GTA 6 or break it entirely. Come back tomorrow to find out what new horrible thing I’ve done to Rockstar’s baby, or check out what I got up to earlier<\/a>.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

You might have heard that I am Mark Zuckerberg<\/a> now. This is true. Indisputable, even. But something isn’t right\u2014wherever he went, Zuckerberg Cool Original was recognised<\/em>. He was a famous, or infamous man. When I stroll around Los Santos in Grand Theft Auto 5, even as the enormously wealthy owner of its barely-disguised Facebook parody, no one recognises me.<\/p>\n

No longer. I have installed the Become a Celebrity mod<\/a> (coincidentally, from the same author as the LifeInvader Business Mod), with the aim of becoming a prominent man about town. As with the LifeInvader mod, it’s actually rather impressive in its feature set: the mod measures your public approval and your overall fame on separate axes, and allows you to undertake little repeatable quests to change both.<\/p>\n

You start out, naturally, at zero fame, and the only things you can do to improve it are so-called “Z-lister” gigs. This means: busking. This means: busking upwards of 20 times at disparate locations scattered around Los Santos, each performance netting you about $500 and 0.5 fame points (which is not many fame points). This is fairly arduous, and made harder by all the flying cars<\/a>, gang warfare<\/a>, etcetera.<\/p>\n

Also, people don’t seem to appreciate it. As Franklin stood on the steps of city hall, strumming his heart on guitar, only his hired bodyguard offered any applause. Elsewhere, Los Santos either looked on impassively, ignored him, or died (due to the hazards, you see). Sometimes, to be fair to the stoic crowd, Franklin’s guitar-playing animation would not trigger, and his 15-second performance would consist of him standing still and sort of grimacing.<\/p>\n

I did it, though. All 20 gigs, eventually letting me crest a new summit of fame and take on a whole new type of gig: the Meet and Greet. In a sunny spot in the Los Santos business district, my fans gathered to revere and adulate me. They whooped, they clapped, they bounced up and down as Franklin stood stock-still and stared blankly into the middle distance. This is what it’s all about. This is what I deserve.<\/p>\n

The event was brought to an end when a significant portion of my fanbase was hit by a truck.<\/p>\n

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