Big Brother is Watching you!!

[UC_Gav]

Dont worry, this isnt an Incest rpg, but rather based on the growing number of reality TV shows around and what they will eventually turn into.

I have to give credit to the Creators of 'Hot Wet Planet' since its that RPG which has inspired this and if they dont mind id like to take some of those ideas with me for this.


This is the year 3000. Mankind has reached the stars etc and coloinised the Galaxy. It is a Utopian society where war, famine, desease and even money does not exist. Unfortunately things have become boring for your average everyday person untill a new gameshow was announced.
Taking its basis from a primitive show hundreds of years old a group of contestants have been transported to a Bio-dome area located on Titan, one of the Moons of Jupiter.
This Dome has been set up to simulate an idyllic rainforest spanning many square kilometres and equipped with modest living conditions for its new inhabitants. The aim, to see how these people will cope, living together in this cut off environment.
Unfortunately for the Contestans, the creators decided to spice things up and with the help of a scientific team have also filled the dome with something else. A Chemical developed by a pharmaceutical company as an advanced cure for impotence has been released into the atmosphere in gas form for testing. Not only does this raise the contestants Libido it also has some more interesting effects. It can actually stimulate growth within a body, specifically muscles and glands causing subjects to not only become more physically fit and appealing but also increases the size of other 'appendages' (Ok basically its an Anime-esque rpg)
Unknown to the scientitst behind the chemical however is that it doesnt only effect humans and as it reacts with other creatures and plants they Mutate into what can only be described as Sexbeasts with huge Libido's and multiple overgrown genitals (male or female)
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(i know the plot got sketchy at the end there, its late here and my brain is trying to shut down)

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Post a small charachter description before you start

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Name: Gavin Wynder
Age: 20
Looks: About 6ft 3, 240lbs fairly fit but modestly built. Wears a black T-Shirt and Blue jeans. (Anything else you'll just have to examine him.
Background: Amateur sports player (Rugby) decided to enter the contest as a way of finding a little fame as his push into the proffesional game. A little shy at first but opens up once he knows someone.

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Gavin
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I stepped out into the dome, what greeted me was the sight of a huge green clearing and in the middle sat an old style wooden lodge. It looked huge even from this distance and knew this would be my new home untill the tv people decided ratings werent high enough to keep us here.
Beyond the Lodge there was a little more clearing and then a tall rocky outcropping..a small pool at its base, a natural pool that ran off as a stream from the waterfall that filled it and beyond that trees. Animals could be heard. Birds calling and the 'whooping' sound of what i thought could be monkeys.

I approached the lodge and as i pushed open the double doors stepped in. The main room was huge. The main living area with a number of couches and a large table in the centre. A circular sunken couch was at the back of the room and the Kitchen area just beyond that. We had been told that the supplies would be kept well stocked for us and that untill they decided otherwise we would want for almost nothing.

There was a note left on the table, it looked like a room plan. We had all been assigned our own rooms and mine was up on the first floor.
Heading up i reached the main landing just as i heard the door open again...

 

[Lovelynice]

OOC

My character...

Genevieve Lovelace
Age: 21
Sex: FEMALE
Occupation: Rookie Cop.
Skills of interest: Unarmed Cbt, a love of big guns. Basic training in piloting anti-grav skimmers at extremely dangerous velocities
Dress-sense: Practical. Prefers the skintights with padded vest, and rugged calf-boots.
Appearance: Slim, athletic, with bob-cut short blue hair (police-blue), and green eyes. Fair skin that blushes easily. Only 5'5" tall, and 122Lbs. (fitness being more important to a modern police-force than size & strength).

IC
Jenny considered her choice once more with doubts preying on her mind.
Why am I doing this? Okay, the money offered could pay for my own apartment instead of living in the dorm, but...Okay, fame, maybe...?
She dismissed the doubts, since she was here, and there was no way to back-out now. Apart from missing-out, the contract was clear; all or nothing. It was the boredom that most worried her. There'd be almost nothing to do. Sex was definitely a no-way, as there was going to be absolutely no privacy except in the toilets and the "Confessional" room. Jenny didn't trust the corporation from sneaking a few porn-shots, and she expected the blackmarket trading-value of any recorded sex-scenes would be worth more than a year's salary for any of the bio-dome's operation & maintenance staff...or did they use only droids? They might too, to save money.

The airlock's inner doors opened, and Jenny saw the inside of the vast biodome at last. It was steamy, but not too hot. One of the staff had hinted that the temperatures would likely be played with - to make things more exciting. The place was filled with a tropical jungle, and that was strange to see. It was alive too, not some Sim-Real imagery or plastic fakery. The air smelt surprisingly good. Thrilling. Much nicer than the stale air of Earth's cities or the metallic tang of the recycled air of the orbital-colonies.

In the distance there was a big wooden building that according to the briefing was "The Lodge". It was bigger than she'd expected too. The walk to get there was further than Jenny had thought it would be as well - the size of the biodome confused her. The place was HUGE!

Surely this place wasn't built only for this media glitz? It must be decades old at least...it would've taken at least that long to build it, wouldn't it? , Jenny thought.

It was perhaps a former military training ground, or it could've been an old resort for the super-rich that had gone bankrupt. It had secrets, she was sure. Not a good idea to go looking though.

Jenny finally reached the main doors of the Lodge and stepped inside....

"Wow...", she exclaimed out loud, "Real timber! I'm now truly amazed."

Jenny then walked over to the big table in the centre of the lobby, as she continued to glance around. She noticed there was "paper" map on the table (real paper? surely not!) that showed what appeared to be the room layout. She'd study it more later, she thought.

"Anybody else here?", Jenny called out.

 

[UC_Gav]

Well since noone else seems interested right now...(come on people its a group thing lol)

Gavin
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I walked out and looked over the edge of the Staircase and saw what was obviously the second 'housemate' arriving. A woman, seemed older than myself but still young and very fit looking.
I headed back down the stairs as she called out to see if anyone else was here. "Hi" i replied to her and she span to see where my voice had come from. She smiled at me, it seemed a weak smile, probably unsure of being here but i guess we would all feel like that at the beginning.
"Is it just us?" she asked as i walked over and shook her hand. She seemed the formal type so i decided against the kiss on the cheek greeting. Besides i was already nervous as up close i saw she was quite good looking.

"Looks like it" i replied after a short pause. "They told me i was the first in here and your the only one to come through the door so far". She looked at the door before shrugging and introducing herself. "Im Genevieve, Genevieve Lovelace"
"Gavin Wynder" i answered quickly.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

For your approval Gav:

Background:
Ulysses Lincoln Thomas was born out of the Terra solar system on a "heavy gravity" planet, two times Terra's gravity.

The boredom and enuui, the lack of challenge led "UL" into Null Gravity Contact Sports such as Boxing and Full Contact Martial Arts, at times with weapons appropriate to the 'style' of Martial Art. Being from a heavy grav planet has made his natural reflexes extremely fast in Terra normal gravity, his bone mass strong enough to take falls on a heavy world without them breaking and of course he's much stronger than Terra Norm.

He's participated along the Rim with mixed success. His competition record is 19 wins (11 by knockouts), 6 losses and 2 ties. He decided to more closer to the core of 'civilation' and has signed up for the show as a way to make himself well known in hopes it will speed his entry into the Null Grav circuit.

UL is a fraction over 6 feet tall, but his physique makes him appear shorter. He uses the long term depilitory to remove all of his body and head hair except for his nearly white eyebrows. He has a naturally dark complexion, but he has startlingly pale blue eyes.

Other than the skills and fitness his 'career' choice has made necessary UL has has an appreciatiion of antique and archaic weapons and their use and is also a skilled painter using the "old" oil paints and he's a very good cook.
UL can operate the commonly used modes of transportation, but just at a level a normal operator would. He has the same skill level with commo gear and computers, etc.

IC:

When he entered the Bio-Dome carrying his duffle over his shoulder, UL stopped and looked at the vista spread out in front of him and smiled to himself as it visualized how it would look on canvas. All of the vivid and muted colors with the multi-hued green background for contrast.
Finally, with a shake, he noted the "Lodge" and began in that direction alternating walking with jogs, jumps, etc to speed his acclimation Titan's lower than Terra Norm gravity. His choice of very loose and baggy clothing to accomodate what he'd been told was a humid tropical climate pretty well concealed his physical bulk, although his broad shoulders and and tapered "V" torso were generally apparent.
What wasn't apparent, and in fact was disguised by the 'battle scars' was his classical liberal arts, specializing in 20 and 21 Terra, Rim University degree.
By the time he was climbing the steps to the veranda of the building the artifical sunlight was dimming as "night" approached. He opened the door, stepped inside looking around as he closed it behind him and smiled as another canvas appeared in his mind.

OOC: If UL needs 'adjusting' please just let me know and I'll make needed modifications.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

This idea is a bit whacky ... please tell me if it is too much so and I will delete!

OOC:

If ever a person was unsuited to spending an extended amount of time in a “Bio-Dome” with a selection of like-minded, but otherwise totally incompatible individuals it was Tamara Kennington. It wasn’t as if Tamara had any real motivation to make the project work. She had a general contempt for anyone not in her “circle” and as the only child of one of the most high ranking Ambassadors in their solar system, Tamara hardly needed the money that had proved a significant incentive to many of her co-players.

The bottom line was that Tamara was bored: bored with the same old faces, the same hold trips, the same old …
”Tammy … just think of the cameras … being watched 24/7 … absolutely no privacy… “
(Like her life was her own now!)

Her father had been adamant in his warnings. Over and over he told her that this was no holiday jaunt and although his words had begun to hit home, Tamara matched “daddy” for stubbornness.
The whole issue had become a matter of principal now!
Tamara would not be swayed!
She was going to do it. After all, it wasn’t as if she would be trapped there.
If she wanted out … then she would just walk away … she had nothing to lose.

And so the galactic representation of the age old “rich bitch” left the comfort of the sheltered, privileged existence and was signed up to enter the world of the Bio-Dome.
And in her naivety Tamara never questioned why they would agree to her participation.
She had no survival skills, a fear of anything insect or animal that wasn’t caged or tamed, no ability to get on with people (unless they were pandering to her every whim) and limited culinary skills.
She did not realise that she was the “wild” card that could easily stir up the equilibrium of the more suitably skilled inmates.


IC:

Tamara shouldered her sizeable bag and stood looking towards the house what was to become her “home” for countless weeks.
She took a deep breath, absorbing the atmosphere of the dome.
The air was fresh and fragrant. She had been reassured by all she had seen so far.
This would be like a holiday!
Her luggage had been sent ahead and placed in her room.
It was only her “essential” and “personal” items that she now carried in her bag.

Daddy didn’t know what he was talking about! She would hardly be expected to “rough it”, would she?
After all, the programme creators knew that she was Miss Tamara Kennington.

Tamara walked towards the lodge, quickening her pace as she became aware of the animal noises around her.
Still … that wouldn’t bother her.
The lodge was secure and she would hardly be obliged to venture out!

Opening the door, Tamara stepped into the lodge letting her eyes scan over the large room.
Very “open plan” and obviously little privacy. She only hoped her room was less basic … and had an en-suite of course …
She heard voices and watched as a fellow housemate came out to greet her.
She walked slowly down the stairs, her clothes a study of casual, her tight fitting white cropped Capri pants and pastel t-shirt were entirely unsuitable and strikingly designer.

”Hello. I’m Tamara. And you must be … ?”

Had she seen a list of names?
No … this had all been anonymous … but no harm in implying former knowledge.

Her eyes strayed to the coffee table and homed in on the room plan.
Rudely ignoring the reply to her question, Tamara set about finding her room and making sure that if they were not all the same that she had been assigned the best!

 

[Lovelynice]

Genevieve Lovelace

"Looks like it", a young man's voice answered from up above, "They told me i was the first in here and your the only one to come through the door so far".

She looked at the door before shrugging and introducing herself. "Im Genevieve, Genevieve Lovelace"

"Gavin Wynder"the young man answered quickly.

Jenny started to go up the stairs simply out of politeness. She also considered exploring the place a bit before checking the room plan. She wanted to be surprised.

As she was climbing the stairs to meet "Gavin", she heard the lodge's main-entry doors open behind her. She turned and saw a hugely muscular man come half-striding, half-bouncing into the lobby area as if the big duffelbag that he carried weighed almost nothing at all. He was completely bald, and rather dark skinned. Somehow, he seemed familar, but Jenny couldn't name his face. She hoped that his face wasn't recognizable simply because it was on a perp-report that she'd seen. He had a spaced-out distance to his expression as if he wasn't thinking about the present at all.

Soon after the muscle-man entered the lobby, another young woman came in. She was dressed in understated high fashion. The sort of thing that from a distance appeared as casual as anybody, but close-up showed it was the ultimate in quality. Just that little bit better - in every way.

Something in her manner, her body-language was very off-putting. Jenny decided this was somebody that she was not going to like.

"So...Gavin...May I call you that?", Jenny asked, "Where are you from?"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

UL:

It took a few moments to return from my visualization of the canvas showing the interior of the Lodge's main room and the spetacual view of the jungle and pool through the glass doors on it's other side.

With a slight shake of my head and self depreciating smile at my obvious distraction I spoke to the man and woman I'd been ignoring. My deep bass voice, seemingly rumbling around in my chest for awhile before finding it's way out, was soft as I said, "Oh, please forgive my poor manners. I was taken by the picture of this lovely building and the view out of the back doors.
"My name's Ulysses Lincoln Thomas. It's a pleasure to meet you both."
"I guess we'll all contestants, if that's the correct term, right?" I said chuckling.

As I finished speaking the door opened behind me. Being from the Rim has it's disadvantages, one is that it's a more dangerous place than the inner worlds where crime and violence is concerned. The criminal type seems to like it there as law enforcement can be rather scattered and sketchy.

I reacted to the 'surprise' entrance by spinning and slightly crouching, prepared to defend myself if needed, until I saw the woman closing the door behind her after she'd come inside.

Straightening again, "Hello newest newcomer. Most just call me UL. Nice to see more joining the group," I said smiling as I turned so I could see everyone and not have my back to any.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tamara Kennington

Tamara raised her eyes from the plan.
Her room seemed to be on the ground floor.
She hadn't looked around enough yet to know if that was a good thing or not. From the plan all rooms looked the same size. Perhaps it was just that they'd been too lazy to carry her luggage upstairs?

She smiled, a smile that failed to light up her eyes as she let her gaze move assessingly over her fellow "housemates".
The big man seemed the nervous sort, but judging by his build he was more than able to look after himself and he did seem friendly.
Tamara turned a dazzling smile on him and then glanced at the girl at his side. Was that ... hostility ... she read there? She smiled sweetly and tried not to laugh. Ummmm ... so things weren't to be as boring as she'd thought. She glanced around and saw what looked like a younger guy hovering on the stairway. He seemed sweet ... harmless ... mmm .... nothing to worry about here, she calculated.

"Sooo ... is it just us four?"

She asked and dumping her bag on the table, she reached in and withdrew a large bottle of champagne, chilled of course.

"Sooo ... anyone want to join me ... toast our forthcoming adventure...?"

Her smile was genuine, now but her eyes ever watchful.
No one would be able to say that she was not ... generous.
She wondered fleetingly if they had glasses, let alone flutes in a place like this ...

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

UL:

"I'd been told that there'd be six to eight of us here. Perhaps we're just the first arrivals Tamara.
"Perhaps just one to toast our arrival and meeting," UL says as he looks at the building plan for the first time and picks out the location of the wet bar built into the living room wall.

Going to it he locates the catch and opens it, takes out four glasses and returns to set them on the table. His bulk would suggest that he'd have a lumbering walk, but that's far from the gliding pantherish stride he uses so unconsciously.

"Shall I open it for you so you can do the honors Tamara?"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

OOOPS.. stuttering finger repeated post

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[PhoenixPrime01]

UL:

And yet again. Good grief. *L @ myself

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tamara Kennington

"I'd been told that there'd be six to eight of us here. Perhaps we're just the first arrivals Tamara.
Perhaps just one to toast our arrival and meeting,"

Again it was UL who answered her, his smile friendly, his manner easy going.
Tamara began to peel the seal back from the bottle watching as her new companion strode over to find four glasses, flutes, she noted in approval.

"Shall I open it for you so you can do the honors Tamara?"

Tamara smiled, knowing that she should hand over the bottle and allow him to open it, but instead she threw him a flirtatious smile and began work deftly at the cork until it gave a gratifying pop.

"Sooo ... are you two going to join us...?"

She invited beginning to pour a glass and handing it to UL before pouring her own.

 

[UC_Gav]

Gavin
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I walked down the stairs after intrducing myself to Genevieve, accidentaly forgetting to reply to her question. I would have to remember to get to know her. I didnt want to seem rude to anyone but there were other people arriving and hiding up on the stairs with her might seem a little wierd.

As i made my introductions to the rest of the group they had already decided to open some Champagne that had been brought in by the second female housemate....'Tamara'

"Are you two going to join us?" she asked myself and Genevieve. I had grown quite fond of it after the number of championship matches i had been in, even the amateur leagues could afford Champagne from time to time and took the glass offered to me.

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I apologise for the short post, its 3.30am here and im pretty tired

 

[BadForm]

Danyada Kole

OOC: If you have a problem with this, let me know - but the thread seems a little unusual, so I've gone with an unusual character.

Bio:
Danyada Kole "Mom"
Mercurian - as with most Mercurian's, the proximity to the sun means she has develloped slightly reflective, obsidian skin and almost white eyes.
Age:40
Height 5'1
Build: Average
Hair: long and black but normally tied in a bun
Profession: Was a single-mom of 2 (See IC)

IC:
Danyada didn't know why she had volunteered for the show, it just seemed like a good thing to do. Well, a daring thing to do at least. And that was the thing, she'd spend the last 22 years raising her children, 17 of them alone. She still didn't understand why Toman had left her. He claimed she had had an affair, but that wasn't true. Well, her son was grown now and her daughter... her daughter unfortunately was better off in the Royal Mercurian Hospital for the Mentally Unstable. She couldn't remember the illness her daughter had now - they had said it was genetic, but that wasn't true. Nobody in her family was crazy. Danyada knew she'd had some blackouts now and then, but that was just the stress of raising two children alone.

She had been surprised at the show's interviewers accepting her application, almost as surprised as she'd been at herself for applying. But they said she was a perfect quiet personality for the show and, even at 40, was still beautiful enough to appeal to the male viewers. That had been flattering; her husband had never complimented her or acknowledged her body at all. Even the four time's they'd had sex was in the dark.

Danyada opened the door to the bio-sphere, patting down her bun as she did so. There were four people there already, two women and two men. She took a deep breath and introduced herself.

"Um, hello," she said in a voice little above a whisper. "I-I'm Danyada..."

 

[Paendragon]

OOC:

Devon MacLaine
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 220 lbs.
Eyes: Green
Hair: Brown

Devon's entire background was a lie. He was fabricated. Made up, from beginning to end, and planted on the show by an element who... well, has their reasons to see the 'gameshow' fail.

Other details will be let out as the story progresses. Hope you guys don't mind a bit of mystery.

Oh, and he'll probably be a bit of a prick... please understand, it's all in character.

IC:

The game was on. He walked into the bio dome with nothing but the clothes on his back. Then again, he didn't really need anything else to do what he came to do. His objective was clear. Make the show unwatchable.

He kept his head down, but his eyes took in everything, including the other contestants as he entered the cabin. His eyes scanned each of them, but he said nothing.

Interesting mix.

He walked over to the table and scanned the paper, then looked up toward the stairs, as if figuring out where his room would be. Still he said nothing.

Instead, he sauntered around the room, taking it all in, nearly smiling. If this was what they called rough living...

He shook his head, and leaned against the nearest wall. This shouldn't be too hard at all.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tamara Kennington

Tamara smiled at the young man as he descended the staircase and poured him a glass of the cool bubbling liquid, handing it to him with a smile. She glanced at the girl and poured her a glass, sliding it across the table towards her. If she chose to drink, fine if not ...

The entance of another participant made her turn, her eyes widening as a strange looking creature paused at he top of the stairs towards them.

"Um, hello, I-I'm Danyada..."

A mouse, nervous, unsure ... a perfect ally or foil ...

"Welcome Danyada, you're just in time. Join us for some champagne..."

Tamara's voice was sugar sweet as she filled another flute and held it out, tempting the woman to walk towards them and noting her hesitation and self consciousness as she did so.
This was turning out to be really interesting.
What a combination of characters ... and amongst them, she was probably the only one who didn't give a damn if she won or not ... she would enjoy "playing" each one of them ... in her own way.

Raising her glass about to propose a toast, Tamara turned her head and saw yet another contestant entering. She let her eyes run over him. Strange ... was the word that described him. Ordinary type clothes ... quiet and unassuming ... observant ...
She watched as he seemed to assess them all.
She met his eyes boldly returning his stare and merely poured another glass of champagne as he moved down the stair way without any greeting.
The fact he merely walked around the room and ignored them all piqued her interest, but she decided she would treat him with equal ... disdain ...
Turning to the group, she raised her glass.

"To us ..."

She toasted and took a sip of the cool liquid, watching to see if the others did the same.

This was going to prove to be very interesting indeed!

 

[BadForm]

Danyada Kole "Mom"

"Welcome Danyada, you're just in time. Join us for some champagne..."

The rich-looking woman proffered a glass which Danyada took nervously. She had never drunk alcohol before as she'd told the show's organizers that at interview. She'd been accused of it though. Her ex- had beaten her senseless on more than one occassion for coming home drunk. It was always after one of her blackouts, so she knew it couldn't be true. Hopefully this was one of those non-alcoholic drinks. Danyada took it with shaking hands and said "Thank you."

"To us ..."

The rich woman took a sip of her champagne and Danyada did likewise, though in her case she barely let the liquid touch her lips. No effect, she reassured herself as she took a real sip, it must be non-alcoholic.

"W-what do you think they want us to do?" Danyada asked.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tamara Kennington

Tamara sipped at her glass and looked around the assembled group.

"W-what do you think they want us to do?"

Tamara shrugged, not knowing, but not caring what was required of them. Unlike the others, she could easily get out of there if she so wished.

"I'm sure they'll let us know in good time ... "

She commented smoothly and with a final smile for the assembled group and a casual;
"Help yourselves if you want more ..."

She wandered off glass in hand to explore her new surroundings.
Let the dust settle ... see who sought out her company ... or didn't ...
She thought to herself realising that the girl's initial hostility still remained and assumed that the timid woman would be falling over herself to make a freind and ally.
As to the three men ... only time would tell.
She deliberately ignored their most recent companion, passing by him on the way to search out her room and beyond ...

 

[Lovelynice]

Genevieve Lovelace

Seeing her question ignored as "Gavin" suddenly spied the champagne being offered, Jenny felt a little annoyed. She walked back down the stairs again, and headed over to the wetbar to find some orangejuice.

"Sorry, I don't drink alcohol", she said aloud as she carried the orangejuice to the table, "But a toast with something else will do."

She poured some into the glass that was offered to her by UL.

"Nice to meet you all", she said, smiling and shrugging non-commitally at the same time with raised eyebrows.

She listened to the others conversation, while studying the lobby area's layout, and wondering about her housemates.

"W-what do you think they want us to do?"
"I'm sure they'll let us know in good time ... "

"Help yourselves if you want more ..."

"I would think that all we need to do is have some abrasive personality conflicts, a few arguments, and some passionate interaction and that will keep ratings going well", Jenny commented, "Hard to see how the ratings could go down unless we bored everyone to death by getting along in lovely harmony..."

...and if some fool corporate exec decided that putting a murderous psycho among us would improve ratings , Jenny thought to herself, I'm sure there'd be one here already....it's nearly always the quiet ones too...

She smiled, but her eyes were watchful of her companions.

 

[Paendragon]

he watched the interaction with interest, still not speaking, and managed to hold his grin as the princessy little girl walked by him, pointedly not acknowledging his existance. He studied her form openly, every curve, from her feet to her hair, and fought the impulse to follow her. There would be plenty of time for that...

He looked at the others in the group. they were a mixed lot... but seemed to be getting on well enough. For now. Things would no doubt change. Only the strictest discipline could keep a person from turning on their companions during any forced internment. And that's exactly what this was... make no mistake.

The mousy one, Danyada had asked a question, and he cursed himself for not knowing what it was. Distraction will get you killed... She seemed the least threatening, but he wouldn't bank on it. He wouldn't bank on anything in this place

The big one, Gavin, looked like an athlete, and someone to watch out for. Quiet, though. He wondered how he could use that to his advantage in the days ahead. He would have to make an effort to get to know him a bit. But later.

The other man, was a different story. Deadly. That was the first word that came to mind. But so was he. There was something else. Something about the way he moved. Just slightly off. Leadlegs. He had worked with the type before, on P-30 Prime. Impossibly strong, and agile. Perfect for infantry, and close combat.

The woman with the blue hair was an enigma. She didn't give much away... but there was something familiar about the way she carried herself. A confidence and grace...

He looked back to where the princess had gone. She seemed secure, and confident. But he doubted she was. he had to start somewhere... it might as well be with her.

"I would think that all we need to do is have some abrasive personality conflicts, a few arguments, and some passionate interaction and that will keep ratings going well" blue hair said. "Hard to see how the ratings could go down unless we bored everyone to death by getting along in lovely harmony..."

He laughed. The first sound he made since entering the room. "I seriously doubt that harmony will be one disease that infests this rat-maze..."

He wolked toward the group, but never took any champagne. "Names Devon. Pleasure. Goodnight."

He walked through the gathering, eyeing UL, and winking at blue hair, on his way after the princess.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tamara Kennington

Tamara smiled to herself as she heard the girl comment about " ... some abrasive personality conflicts ... " and smirked.
She was asking for trouble ... if she wanted conflict she was goading the wrong person.

Moving towards the room that had been designated as hers, Tamara entered and was gratified to see a pile of luggage set at the far end of the room. She had left her bag in the front room, she remembered belatedly, but no matter ... that could do later ...
She moved around the room ... ... basic ... but clean and comfortable enough, she supposed. She crossed to the french doors and opened them up. The front of the lodge opened onto the jungle, but behind was an enclosed "garden" and hers was one of the few rooms that opened up onto it.
She smiled.
This would annoy her new little enemy.
It was as it should be. Even on a pathetic little show like this, the programme makers recognised "class" when they saw it.

Glass still in hand, Tamara stood breathing in the fragrant air, her eyes scanning the garden.
At least there was one area that was animal-free.
Tamara much preferred the decorative and safe to the wild and unpredictable!

So smug was she, that Tamara did not realise that she along with the other contestants was being "set up":
After all, what was the interest in watching "happy families"?
If Tamara did not get people's backs up just be being ... well ... Tamara, then the directors realised that the perceived "favouritism" would stir things up considerably.

 

[BadForm]

Danyada Kole "Mom"

As a couple of the guests left the main room to check on their own bedrooms, Danyada excused herself to do likewise. She had arrived with just the one suitcase, that containing all her best clothes - although compared to the rich woman, she knew she would always look underdressed. Her room was downstairs, almost like an adjunct to the cellar. It was small, lit with a single light, and contained just a bed, drawers, a trashcan and a cupboard. Danyada smiled. It was so much nicer than her bedroom in the Mercurian bubble, so considerate of the producers to let her live in style.

She began to unpack. The four evening dresses, purchased from the Foxma Charity Stall over the last six years, she hung in the cupboard. The daywear, mainly t-shirts and slacks, she folded neatly and lay in the drawers. She followed with her bras and underwear...

...Danyada stopped, picking up a leather thong and studying it in horror. How had that gotten in there? Whose was it? She had never seen such a thing before and wondered why anyone would own so skimpy a piece of clothing that it would barely cover anything. In disgust she dropped it into the nearby trashcan. After that she took out her duster and began to clean.

 

[Lovelynice]

Genevieve Lovelace

Nobody seemed particularly friendly in this group, Jenny thought, but all I have to do is be patient and last the time...hardly seemed a difficult thing to do.

She was a bit surprised when one of the guys winked at her as he walked-off. Tall, but then everybody here was taller than her, and all the men appeared very fit too. None were exactly ugly either. What was that old word that her great-grand-aunt used to say? Pho-to-gen-ic.

Jenny sipped her orangejuice, and watched as the snobby girl left the lobby as well after the toasting, forgetting an expensive bag on the floor.

"Oh...Well somebody is a bit forgetful", Jenny said, waving a hand towards the bag, "I'm going to look around, so I'll see you all later then, hmm...?"

 

[Paendragon]

Devon MacLaine

He leaned in the doorjam, and watched the princess, not making a sound.

He'd seen women like her all his life. Spoiled, aristocratic, prissy, and usually quite dull. Sure, she was pretty enough, but who'd fuck her?

He smiled. He would... but not like she'd want.

He looked around the room with his eyes, and the smile turned into a smirk. He shook his head. The room fit her perfectly.

"Nice place... I've got the broom closet next door. Are you a producer's daughter, or just sleeping with one?"

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Tamara Kennington

"Nice place... I've got the broom closet next door. Are you a producer's daughter, or just sleeping with one?"

Tamara glanced back into the room and saw him standing in her doorway, leaning against the door frame.
... arrogant bastard ...
The words immediately sprang to mind ... but instead she smiled sweetly.

"It will do ... not what I'm used to, but ..."

She shrugged and turned her back on him.
She wasn't going to give him a sympathy vote and if she had gotten the best room, well things were as they should be.

"As to my parentage ... you wouldn't know daddy.
I'm sure you don't move in the same circles..."

She sipped at her wine, secretly pleased by her comment and looked out at the darkening garden.