'Big Brother'

Kepic

Your friendly neighbourhood Alien Abductor
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OOC: No, this isn't going to be about incest, before anyone asks... read on...


My name is Dominic Anders. I am amongst the ten richest men in the world - though not amongst the ten richest known men. I value my privacy and have done everything I can to keep a low profile. I have my fingers in many pies - several corporations, many companies, and even more smaller businesses, of varying commodities and services.

I am also a consummate voyeur, something my wealth allows me to indulge in with ease.

After the television show 'Big Brother' had first aired, I was already considering my own version. It would, of course, be much ranchier, and not for general public viewing.

I already owned a small island retreat in the south pacific, with a large condo. An ideal location. Installing both obvious and hidden surviellance camera's and mic's was not a problem. Now all I needed was some 'contestants'.

A few weeks of collating employee details from across my companies followed. Then, letters of invitation to participate in the 'game' followed, to those who I thought from their profiles would likely fit the bill, as it were.

Two months of paid leave from work, a free vacation to a tropical island paradise, and a grand prize of one million dollars to the winner, would surely be attractive.

Video taped interviews would narrow those who replied down to four men and four women. I was going through those tapes now, in my private mansion...
 
Gary Gorman
White male
Six-five, two-forty five
Tight End, Anaheim Maulers.
Head and body completely shaved.
Ten inch cock
Five arrests, no convictions
No limits
 
Couple seeking vacation

Cameron: straight male, 5'11", 175 lbs., 35 yrs, old, good shape, brown hair, hazel eyes, love voyeurism, exhibitionism, and humour.

Anne: bi curious female, 5'3" slim and petite body. 28 yrs. old. Long chestnut, colored hair, brown eyes, small "torpedo-like" breasts, very sexy legs. Loves to exhibit her body in public and is still basically shy.
 
KillerMuffin "Muff" (I can't keep track of names sue me)
Rom female (looks hispanicish)
29
Black eyes, brown hair, really long
38-30-40 (Double D's baby)
Works in the security division of a very large corporation
can be sexually passive or sexually agressive
likes cock too much (if thats possible)
no convictions (no witnesses, can't prove a thing)
has no limits either
 
Thor
WM, 60's (younger than Rudy).
Has been compared to a Greek God (hence Thor).
6', 185, silver hair, reasonable build, piercing blue eyes.
A hedonist.
Urbane, witty, sophisticated, and can manipulate with the best of them.
Well travelled, speaks three languages and can order beer in 10.
Has made his fortune in an E-business that cornered the market on sex toys. His reason for being here is not money...it's the thrill of competition - the chase.

[Edited by Thor's Hammer on 10-01-2000 at 05:17 AM]
 
Can't resist to apply.......

MayLin, fortyish female, straight, maybe a little bi-curious, works as a nurse.
Dark long hair, brown eyes, pretty face, 5'5, 120lbs, small pert breasts, shapely ass, trim body.
Good sense of humor.
Needs sex everyday, and a lot of that. Performs best with multiple males.
No conviction, no rap sheet.
 
OOC: OK... one more guy needed, though I suppose I could play him myself, though I'm not sure that would work. I assume everyone here is at least partially familiar with the show? Every week, there will be a dare, and each week, each person has to vote two people to be 'thrown out'... one of those will be picked (I guess I'll flip a coin for that, you'll have to trust me!)
Those 'thrown out' can still play on the thread, moved to a seperate condo on the island, I suppose. What do you guys/gals think?
 
OOC: I think it might work if you play a different character.
You identified Anders as a voyeur.
 
OCC: OK Nitelight... hmm...

Marcus Shaw
5'7", 120lbs, black hair, dark brown eyes
Slim but athletic build
British
No convictions

Right...
Everyone will be taken by private jet to the island.
Clothing and supplies will be provided, no luggage allowed.
Two dorms, one for the men and women.
Large central open living area, kitchen.
Pool, jacuzzi, showers.
 
Gary Gorman

"I'll take this bunk," I announced, quickly staking out my territory. I didn't expect any disagreement. I had checked out the competition on the plane ride -- scouting the opposition, coach would call it -- and I wasn't worried. A geezer, a fruit, and a wimp. It was pretty clear to me who was going to be alpha male in this group.
I checked out the women for entirely other reasons. The one looked like a strong wind would knock her over. Two of them were way past what I usually nailed, but I remembered the words of Ben Franklin: banging old broads is cool, because they're so fucking grateful. The fourth chick was kind of hot, but she looked to be scared of her own shadow. Kept clinging to her husband like he wasn't gay, but I can tell these things.
When I picked my bunk, the old guy walked over to me like he wanted to throw down, but then he shook his head and walked away. I immediately raised my estimate of him. He had guts.
I'd have to get rid of him first.
Play to win, and win to play.
 
Thor

After an uneventful flight, we drift down to the paved runway on the island. Since there was only one pilot, I sat in the right seat of the Citation. Among other things, I am a pilot - type rated in the Citation.

As I walked into the bunk room (male), I observed one other man. He looked like a link that Darwin would have fit easily into the earlier phases of evolution. Gary something or other...He obviously thinks that age is a disadvantage. His thought processes are undoubtedly lubricated by testosterone and machomania. Giving him a contempuous glance, I pause inside the doorway.

Right about then this lovely little bit of feminity came up behind me and whispered that she is going swimming and would like company. "Her name," - I wrack my brain - "oh yes, Anjali." Realizing that I will need allies and not a little enamored by her hardbody, I turn and follow her toward the beach. On the way, I spot her clothes on a rock. Smiling to myself, I pick up the pace.

[Edited by Thor's Hammer on 10-01-2000 at 03:09 AM]
 
Too late?

Hi..sorry to cut in..is it too late to sign up for this one? If so, is there any chance of getting in sometime soon?
 
Marcus Shaw

I hit a bed as soon as I got through the door. I hated jet lag. Well, I figured a little kip and I could soon take a look around and introduce myself to the others. The island had looked beautiful from the air.

I awoke again just over an hours later, and sat up, glancing around, seeing myself alone. Well, could do with a shower and clean up... I went across to the line of wardrobes at one of the ends of the dorm, and saw they were each had a name labelled on them. Gary, Thor, Cameron, Marcus. I swung open the door of the wardrobe assigned to me, and looked within. I pulled out some casual clothes, and checked their labels. Right size, too. I headed out, looking for the showers.


OOC: Sorry, Ashley, the eight game participants have been booked now...
 
I entered the dorm and looked the others over. They seemed to be rather friendly, so I smiled at them. Muffins can be friendly too. I pitched my things in the amoire assigned to me, and stood there, jaw on my chest. Good gravy, there were more clothes in there than in my whole house. I looked them over... my sizes? This guys goes all out. I pitched off my travelling dress, and wiggled into a bathing suit. The beach looked like a great place to be.

I paused, on my way out the door, looking at the obvious camera winking down at the dormitory. Hmm.

Down up the beach, I sprawled on a towel and sized the men up. A Muffin can't live by bread alone, after all. The older guy, Thor was his name, looked like he had some stamina in him. He was chasing the 18 year old right now, so let him have at it. The married guy, Cameron, had possibilities, but he was all over his wife, nervous or warding the other guys off? The third guy was missing. The fourth guy, Gary something or other, was sneering at Thor. He looked MayLin and I over dismissively, then back to the 18 year old Anjali.

I didn't like him. He seemed to be the kind of guy who thought cock was where its at and women should squeal and spread because he deigned to gift them with his.

I grinned. I wondered if I could break him of that, or if he could even go the distance. Probably a one shot wonder, that kind of arrogance had to cover something up. It would be cruel to do him, once you've had Muffin no other breakfast will do.
 
Gary Gorman

The party seemed to have shifted to the beach, so I grabbed a pair of red speedoes and started to change. Then, I stopped. No limits, right? Might as well show off the goods.
I walked down to the water and stood ankle deep in the gentle ocean. I could sense them all checking me out. I turned my back to the sea so that they got a good look at my cock. The Bomb, as I like to call it.
Cock is where it's at, and these women were gonna squeal and spread for a taste of it.
Yeah, they all wanted me.
 
He dropped his red speedoes and let us get an eyeful. I managed to keep a straight face, but I could hear MayLin snickering.

That did it, I fell off the chaise laughing. Oh that was funny.

OOC: Sorry nitelite, I can't keep up with your ego, even I'm not that arrogant.
 
Gary Gorman

They were all staring at me -- especially that Muff dame -- so I decided to give them a little show. I reached down and started to stroke my meat. Slowly, slowly, up and down, up and down. It got bigger, and it got harder, until finally, I couldn't hold back any longer, and fired my seed into the cool ocean.
Satisfied, I made one more victory lap past the ladies before heading inside to take a nap.
I was gonna need my strength. I'll bet those broads were gonna catfight over who got first shot at me.
 
"Well that was different." I said to MayLin, who was curled up, giggling at the display.

I sauntered over to the guy, Gary something or other, and walked around him slowly, like I was checking out a horse to purchase. Well, considering the equipment... a small pony. I stopped in front of him, smiling pleasantly.

"Well sweetie, its a good thing you have fingers. I hope you know how to use them better than you use that little, um, penis."

Having said that, I strolled past him into the waves. MayLin, who must have overheard, started shrieking in laughter.

I wondered where the other guys, Marcus, was.
 
Thor

Doubling up with laughter at the repartee, I smiled at Anjali. I can do no more than wave weakly. "Tweezers, fingers." Omg, this is too funny. Gary's cock had almost disappeared -shriveled up from embarrassment. Only a gnat would have penis envy over that little fella. Somehow I suspect that the plane better have the engines running. His stay with us will be measured in minutes, not days.

With tears running down my cheeks, I deftly crack open a coconut on a convenient rock ( I was a green beret in my younger days -snakes, coconuts, terrorists - it's all the same to me) and offer the sweet milk to my new acquaintances.
 
Gary Gorman

OOC: You can have fun at my character's expense. He's a lout, and I'm trying to paint him as one. I tried to come up with the guy you would least like to be confined in a small area with.
Ally against me. Make me the butt of your jokes. Walk away when you see me coming. Vote me off quickly. But please respect the character profile.
10 inches.
Black eyes.

[Edited by R Nitelight on 10-01-2000 at 02:50 PM]
 
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