"тнe мanѕιon" -REALITY TV BY CHANNEL 42! (OPEN RP)

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    Channel 42 was very big in it's prime. Reality TV was just starting to become big, and they were the main ones to supply it. They even managed to trademark "Channel 42"- it was exclusively used by them on almost all tv networks. But.. this isn't their prime time. They need something to bring them back, and fast. All at once, they decided to cancel a few shows that weren't doing well at all. For a full 6 months, they only aired re-runs of the shows that had long since been forgotten about. But Channel 42 wasn't leaving. Oh, no. They were just getting ready for their next biggest creation- By saving all the money that was planned to go into those shows, and putting it into their new show. They paid for marketing. They paid for advanced camera equipment. They even paid [i]a certain video game developer     to use his mansion. Amount... will stay unannounced. But I assure you, they paid an intense amount of money for the production of... "The Mansion"




    "The Mansion" is a tv show aimed towards teens and college students. It's a reality TV show of course, but not nearly as scripted. It's raw, and uninhibited. The concept is as such- people ages 18+ will all be placed in a mansion without being allowed to leave. Seems simple, perhaps, but when placed in confines people tend to get a little.. let's say angsty. If a participant leaves, they will be kicked out of the show completely. However, if they desire anything from the outside world, there will be "Runners" placed with the cameramen who will go out on the town and pick up the things they need. The point of the show is to showcase the inner feelings of those involved. There will be cameras in every single room, which can cause paranoia. The mansion will seem smaller as time goes on, leading to claustrophobia. And if you make an enemy? Well.. we'll just hope that that enemy won't make life hell for you.
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    [b]IC RULES:






    -Runners MUST get you what you need within reason, and aside from when the item goes against a Channel 42 sponsor. The implications of the items you ask for will fall upon you.
    -Most things, however, will be in each subsequent room they belong in. There's a fair amount of makeup and bath supplies in every bathroom, incredible amounts of food in the kitchen and 'candy pantry', and.. Other things. In the bedroom.
    -Things inappropriate for Channel 42 will not be aired.
    -Tapes of the bathroom and bedroom will not be saved, and are for use of conversation only.
    -Assaulting is allowed, but not encouraged.
    -Murder is not allowed, and you will be punished the same as any felon if you commit this crime.
    -Drinking and smoking under age is.. not preferable, but Channel 42 will not use evidence to put you into a bad situation with the law.
    -Occasionally, when a sponsorship is offered, participants will be forced into certain activities or eating habits. (I.E. if Folger's Coffee sponsors an episode, only Folger's Coffee will be provided and drank. Runners will not go against sponsorships.
    -Boys and girls cannot room together.
    -Do not leave the property, or you will be taken off the show. There may be a couple episodes aired off-property, but you have to call the director in advance, and Channel 42 has the right to deny your off-property request.
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    [b]ROOMMATE LIST:




    [i] MALE ROOMS

    Room Number 1: Ronan Hong // Brian Lee
    Room Number 2: Isaac Finnell//Caspian Kingston
    Room Number 3: Ashton Fjordbak//Phoenix Reed
    Room Number 4: Liam Lee // Cyril Han
    Room Number 5: Jason Moore // Finley Nicholai
    Room Number 6: Chase Nicholai // Ociean Green
    Room Number 7: Empty




    FEMALE ROOMS
    Room Number 8: Rosalie Woods // Astoria Zhao
    Room Number 9: Kamala Beaumont//Gwen Darcy
    Room Number 10: Arianna Clarke
    Room Number 11: Empty




    NONBINARY ROOM
    Room Number 11: Ray Kaiser
    IF YOU HAVE ANY ISSUES WITH THE LIST OF ROOMS AND ROOMMATES, PLEASE SEE THE DIRECTOR ON THE FIRST NIGHT. SLEEPING ARRANGEMENTS ARE NOT PERMANENT. SLEEP ANYWHERE- THOUGH IF YOU ARE TO SLEEP IN ANOTHER PERSON'S ROOM, YOU MUST HAVE CONSENT FROM AT LEAST ONE PERSON IN THAT ROOM. BOYS AND GIRLS CANNOT SLEEP IN THE SAME ROOM TOGETHER TWO NIGHTS IN A ROW. NONBINARY PEOPLE CAN ROOM WITH WHOEVER AS LONG AS THEY WISH.
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    UP UNTIL NOW-


    All of our characters have been chosen to be on a reality TV show called [i]"The Mansion". Auditions were held, and it's clear that the group of people decided upon are different in multiple ways. Our characters have been debriefed on the rules, how things will work, what will happen when they first arrive, etc. They were given plane tickets to California and were driven out to the mansion, which overlooks a city on one side. Our characters can look at the lights, but they will not set foot off of the property lest they be kicked off the show. We will begin as the characters are arriving, before the camera crew are completely set up. To get everyone close for the rest of the show, Channel 42 has a prompt ready for how the rest of the day should transpire. To keep the show un-scripted, however, characters can choose whether or not to comply. There is one main 'director' who will be giving small tours and explanations of the house at the beginning. After that, almost everything in the show will be completely up to us.



    [b]PHOTOS OF THE MANSION

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    Blue eyes excitedly flicked from aspect to aspect of the outside. It was incredible! It seemed to be two, three, maybe even four floors. It looked like it was primarily made of glass, and had a good look of the city they'd passed through five minutes prior. She couldn't tell if there were any other limos around, but there were definitely some fancy cars that she could see in a garage-type part of the mansion. They slowed to a stop in front of a pair of double doors. The entrance didn't look overly special, but from what she saw, the mansion was huge on the inside. Her driver got out to open her door for her, but in her excitement she'd already opened it up herself. "Woah.." She whispered. "Yeah, it's nice, isn't it?" Her driver stepped a bit closer to her and grinned. "It's owned by Markus Persson. He let Channel 42 use it, I'm so excited to be one of the drivers. I'll be staying at a nearby place, you might see more of me."


    Rosalie barely even heard the kind man's words. She just wanted to go inside. "Yeah, thank you!" She said dismissively as she practically skipped to the door. Both her pink hair and her baby blue dress bounced along with her.


    One door opened before she could even ring the doorbell. "Ah, Rosalie; come in, come in." She didn't recognize the man who pulled her into the house, but he certainly knew who she was. Once inside, she realized that the mansion indeed had glass on most sides. The decorating was pretty nice, though it was a little too retro for her tastes. "We're just waiting for the others to arrive, you're the first one on-sight. I have a spiel I need to give you.." He was clearly busy, and sighed with exasperation at the fact that he need to talk instead of work. "Okay. You know the rulesm but if you need me to re-explain, I will. Once everyone is here- Or at least once most people are here- I'll be handing out maps and explaining how things like alcohol will work. Most of you are over 21, though, we made it that way on purpose. Sit on the couches. Socialize with the people. I expect you to know at least one person well before my final de-briefing." And with that, he shuffled off again to talk to a group of camera men in one corner. "...Huh." She murmured, a confused expression crawling across her features.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][align=center][size=5pt]TEMPLATE © BOKEH[/size]

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    His ride seemed incredibly quick. Before he knew it, a completely silent driver was opening his door and beckoning for him to get out. [b]"Thank you very much."

    		 He said simply, to which there was no response. "..Should I just go up to the front door and walk in?" Now that, he got a response to. Not a very helpful one. "I don't know. You should've read up on how this all works before you showed up- better yet, before you decided to audition for something you weren't ready for." Jason shot his driver a glare, and walked away as quickly as he could. Well, that guy wasn't doing so good.. He thought, rolling his eyes. Ironic that the driver thought he hadn't read anything about what was going on, when really he had scoured every page he could find on "The Mansion"




    Jason decided that before he went into the actual mansion, he should take a look around the property. His feet dragged on green grass, and he shoved his hands into his pockets as he went along. There was a huge pool, which was the first thing he found. He stuck his foot in, though there wasn't much of a point to it, because he had a shoe on. "It looks nice, nevertheless. He took a good 20 minutes to walk around the entire place because there were many things to explore.




    When arriving back to the front door, though, he just sucked it up, and walked straight in.







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    Isaac wasn't half suprised when the limo pulled up in front of him,it wasn't anything new but as soon as he sat down onto the expensive leather seats,he felt somewhat freed,yes he had moved away from his family long ago,but now he was doing something else for himself,he felt the car purr to life as he was taken to his new home for god knew how long,he didn't bother to look through the tinted windows,see the small scar above his eyebrow to remind him of what he left behind in London.He took a deep breath,cursing himself when it came out shaky.He could feel the curls ontop of his head brush the rof of the car,obviously whoever made this limo didn't worry about tall people.


    He was suprised when the limo stopped,the ride had been much shorter than he thought,he could hear the driver say his name,but Isaac was just caught up on the scale of the mansion.I'm living here now... he thought,snapped out of his trance when the car door beside him was opened,a tall man with dark brown hair and a young face sticking out his free arm towards the palace.Isaac bent awkwardly to negotiate out of the car,his long legs managing to power him towards the house,he craned his neck slightly to take in the scale."Just head through the door to get your debriefing" the driver called from behind him."Huh"was the only reply the driver would get,Isaac took a quick breath,he saw someone already at the door,who was also taking his time before he walked into the mansion.


    Isaac caught the door with a hand before it shut,he could hear people,lucky this house is huge isn't it then? He thought,a scowl on his face as he wandered in,once his hands were free he crossed them over his chest,"Isaac Finnell,over here!"a man called,the voice hitting Isaacs ears,snapping his head towards the source to see the man who had made this all possible-well,at least thats what Isaac thought,Isaac had never met the director.He shrugged and approached the man.As soon as the director began to speak Isaac had tuned most of him out,baby blue eyes scanning the ginormous room.He zoned back in just as he heard the director mention socialising.


    Exhale,inhale,dramatic turn away.He saw a girl in a blue dress,he saw the guy he had spotted at the door.Rolling his eyes he found an appealing corner and stood there,still taking in the scale of the room.Spotting at least 2 cameras in the process,thats when he truly noticed the feeling of being watched,he shot a deadly glare at each camera,knowing there was bound to be someone on the other side watching him.


    ASHTON FJORDBAK


    Ashton felt his heart stop when the sleek limo pulled up near him,that had to be his ride,considering this was Channel 42,he approached the front seat,an aging man with a serious face looked up at him through the window,Ashton watched as the window slid down with the press of a button."You Ashton Fuh-gerd-back?"the blonde visibly cringed at the pronunciation of his last name"Uhm,yeah,it's pronounced fuh-yord-bach"he said politely,if the driver hadn't been wearing glasses Ashton knew he would've just rolled his eyes"Well then,hop in,we'll take you to your new home"the driver said,Ashton nodded and opened one of the doors,gawking at the interior design,his blue eyes nearly popping out of his skull,the driver started the limo's engine and the growl of the car made him snap out of his trance.


    "Sorry"he called and slid in,closing the door with a satisfying 'chunk' he ran a hand along the leather as the car drove up the street.Ashton was amazed at the car,how much did this car plus all the other limos for the other people on the show?Man,if I'm this hyped over the car,how am I going to deal with the mansion I'm soon going to be living in? he pondered,he had his face nearly pressed against the glass as he watched everything go by,the busy city with all the colourful billboards.


    He sat like that for awhile,thats when the mansion came into view.Ashton felt his insides turn to jelly,the place was huge,looking like it had costed billions to purchase.His left leg soon started to bounce in anticipation as the car pulled up,he saw three other limos and felt his heart hammer in his chest.He hoped the other people wouldn't be psychos or any other extremes.His driver came around to his door and held it open,welcoming Ashton to the mansion,but he barely heard a word,he was too busy marvelling the new abode he now had.He eventually stepped out,feet itching as he placed them on the manicured grass.


    It took him quite some time to shuffle over to the front door,he was trying to take in every single aspect.By the time Ashton got to the door,nerves started to take over,his breathing was growing quicker and he turned away.They couldn't hate him too much,I mean,they hired him because he brought something to the show,oh c'mon Ashton,it's just a house,go in you idiot! he heard his conciense scream,eventually he turned the knob and walked in,thats when he inhaled a quick breath at the inside of the house.Oh god.
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    a light breeze ruffled the man's ginger-shaded hair, causing his eyes to squint in order to block out the cold air and pull down on the sleeves of his black sweater, covering his hands. today had been a bit chilled in temperature, so phoenix decided to go with a black sweater and white t-shirt underneath, with a pale blue pocket on the breast, dark-grey skinny jeans and combat boots. and, of course, a black fedora topped his head to complete the look, as well as a pair of black-framed glasses literally my profile pic. [i]i look pretty gay.

    a quiet sigh escaped his lips as he waited patiently for his...apparently limo, to arrive. phoenix has never been in anything more fancier in his entire life. well, this was a tv show he was starring on, so maybe that makes him famous? his wondrous thoughts were interrupted sharply as his gaze snapped to the sight of a long black vehicle blowing it's horn at him. sucking in a deep breath, the man gave an apologetic smile to the driver that had gotten out and opened the door for him, only to receive an annoyed glance thrown his way. frowning a bit, phoenix quickly slipped into the limo and jumped back slightly when the door was slammed shut as soon as he had gotten in, eyes narrowed a bit in agitation as he watched the much older man climb into the driver's seat and speed off towards the mansion.
    the drive was quick, though that was probably because phoenix was just staring out the window, eyes gazing at absolutely nothing until his attention was pulled away to the sound of the limousine coming to a halt in front of a huge mansion. the driver once again opened his door and directed him towards the large house, and he obeyed, stepping out of the vehicle and admiring the sight in front of him. the house appeared to be made of mostly glass, and looked like one of the buildings you would see in a dream. after a few seconds of just standing there in the grass and gazing at the mansion, he heard a deep voice boom behind him. [b]"well, you gonna go, kid?"

    		 the driver questioned, to which phoenix nodded hesitantly and turned on his heel, strolling towards the front door and stepping inside. peering around, his ears picked up the sound of voices almost immediately, and walked slowly around a corner to see the one and only director himself.
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    (hey guys, i'm not gonna have electronics until like 7:30pm or 8:00pm tonight, so for now anyone can rp the director (: he's highstrung, and has a lot of contempt for the participants)

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    [fancypost borderwidth=1px; width:159px; margin-left:-5px; height:135px; border-radius: 8px 8px 9px 9px; overflow:hidden; padding:0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:159px; height:135px; overflow:auto; padding:0px; padding-right:22px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:150px; min-height:135px; text-align:justify; color:#000; font-family:arial; letter-spacing:.3px; font-size:10px; line-height:100%; padding:0px; margin-top:1px;]A nervous hand ran through pitch black hair, emerald gaze flitting to where a limo now pulled up. The driver, who stepped out to open the door for her, was a burly man. Tattoos were crawling up his neck, therefore more could be imagined on the rest of his body. Stepping into the limo, a nod was given to the man. Seeing a smile also made the girl smile. Arianna Natalia Clarke, just one of the cast for the new television show 'The Mansion'. Taking her place on the expensive and comfortable leather seat, she peered out the window as she was driven away to the mansion where they would be staying.




    It didn't seem to take long to find the place. It'd been a relatively quick drive through the city and had only been a few minutes before they'd reached the mansion. Ari was astonished by the detail of everything. It was far more amazing than any home she'd ever seen. When her drive opened the door, she stepped out and smiled as she looked around. Giving a thank you to her driver, Ari walked off to the doors of the mansion. Turning the knob, she stepped inside only to hear voices. It wasn't surprising others were there already. She rounded the corner only to be jumped by the director in a heartbeat.




    She listened carefully as he quickly told her what would be happening. She nodded quickly before he walked away to finish whatever he was doing. Looking around, she spotted a boy in the corner. Taking a deep breath, she walked over.[b] "Hello. I'm Arianna. Who are you?" she asked, her tone soft and kind. She didn't want to set off on the wrong foot. The girl's emerald green gaze stayed focused on the boy before her, waiting for his answer.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    Isaac seemed taken aback when Arianna approached him,he looked around and looked back down at her,c'mon you awkward li' sh*t just tell her your name!You can't be that socially desolate his conciense nagged him,corner of his mouth lifting in a scowl,moreso directed at that little voice in his head that had been annoying him since the day his brother ruined any bit of character left in him.Isaac gripped his upper arms with his hands,"Isaac"his voice came out blunt yet quiet.His eyes still searched for a way out of this interaction,if he had known this girl already he would've been more straight-forward and aggressive,but since Isaac had no idea who this chic was,he was a very awkward,fiery guy.


    He saw more people arrive and he stared at the front door,but the feeling of Arianna's gaze made him turn back towards her,'he didn't like people',thats what he felt like saying.but usually people could figure that out real easily,it was in how his eyes looked so disgusted when he looked at people,how his mouth was permanently prepared to scowl,how he twists to avoid contact,and weasles to get away from conversation.


    "Also,I'm not here to be friendly,so,this is probably the closest you're going to get to me being it"he fessed,in all of it's blunt and harsh glory.Finally he found a spot to escape to,since the room was huge he easily escaped the girl and made for the opposite side of the room,his stride purposeful and focused on getting there good job Isaac!Look how much your big bro has ruined you,you just pushed away a lovely,and BEAUTIFUL girl!Your officially the worst! his arms disentangled from eachother to fall at his sides,fists clenched"if I wanted someone to yell at me I would've told my father I like guys more than girls"he growled,stopping once he was at his destination.


    ASHTON FJORDBAK


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    [img width=230 height=320]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pini…afa3b6d64fab76e582c7e.jpg[/img][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 28pt; margin-top: -20px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; color: white; text-shadow: 0px 0px 4px black;]rosalie woods[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt; margin-top: -3px; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; color: black; text-transform: uppercase;][b]female ★ 22 ★ bisexual[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; color: white; font-size: 6pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -7px;]Roaslie could see that the director was prepping his so-called speech on the mansion. She glanced down at her phone. 5:48. Everyone should have been arriving in about 12 minutes. Since she needed to figure out who was cool to hang around with and who wasn't, the pink-haired girl watched the door for who was coming in. A boy wearing a sweater, who looked a little.. haunting? She was tempted to go talk to him, but before she could, another person walked in. A boy again. He looked Rosalie and the other guy over, but chose to move towards a corner. That was something she definitely did not want to do. Talking was cool.


    She wanted to get to know someone- just one person. The next three people walked in fairly soon, and she looked them up and down in an attempt to figure out who would be the most open to conversation. But.. she didn't have very many skills in reading others. She couldn't tell at all, really, and just decided to listen in on what was happening between a black-haired girl and the boy who had walked away from the center of the room before. As she inched closer, a lazy smile began to show. At least something fascinating was happening, even if she wasn't apart of it. Though... she kinda wanted to be.


    As the boy stomped off to another part of the room, Rosalie addressed the girl who had spoken to him. [b]"Yikes, what happened here?" Her casual smile gave away the fact that she wasn't actually concerned, but rather just intrigued. "Guess he's not a social person, huh?" She shrugged, and kept her eyes on the boy who looked like he was talking to himself. "Gotta come around sometime, right?" She looked back at Arianna when she said that.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 250px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]

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    [align=center]-EXTRA THING AS THE DIRECTOR-



    Marco May wasn't usually such an easily-irritable person, but things seemed to not be going his way. The camera crew was complaining that their equipment was hard to set up, and one even thought he needed a 'techie'. His boss was breathing down his neck, demanding that he spend his time trying to make some dumb kids fall in love or fight or whatever. That wasn't his vision for the show at all. His vision was a real thing.. About human life. Marco genuinely thought that his work was art, and his bosses' was shit. But shit puts food on the table. And corvettes in the garage.


    On that specific day, things were going worse. He'd watched tapes of the interviews, and wanted specific participants to arrive first. Rosalie seemed dumb, which was the opposite of what he needed- But of course she showed up first. He tried to avoid the others after that, but he ran straight into one of them. Name- Phoenix Reed. One of the more agreeable kids, at least. He took a deep sigh, and tried to pull Phoenix into the living room. His prepared spiel came spilling out again.[b] "You know the rules.." He had to take a moment before continuing. "..but if you need me to re-explain anything, I will. Once everyone is here- Or at least once most people are here- I'll be handing out maps and explaining how things like alcohol will work. Most of you are over 21, though, we made it that way on purpose. Sit on the couches. Socialize with the people. I expect you to know at least one person well before my final de-briefing. Go.. Make a friend. Or something." He paused, and his regular speech turned to a whisper. "You'll likely want someone to stand with tonight, after all. It'll be packed." For once, the director took great joy in saying something. The launch party was going to be pretty incredible. He had only been a part of half the planning, but it was going to actually be not-crappy. The first part would be for the producers, and for light-hearted chatting. And then, there would be the half of the party that they would actually air.


    Marco ran into another participant. He clearly didn't look happy about it. His explanation was clipped because he had to go take care of a certain cameraman who knew absolutely nothing about anything ever, so once he was done, he practically stomped off. Not before taking note of Arianna talking to Isaac, whom he would probably have to try and push a relationship onto.

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    ASHTON FJORDBAK


    Ashton walked in further,headed towards the director to figure out whats happening when a tall brunette walked across in front of him,he looks like fun,and is he...talking to himself?Okaaay then Ashton thought,watching as the guy stormed off past the blonde.He checked for anymore people trying to run him over before he approached the director,who spoke in a quick,rushed tone,he seemed to be trying to get something ready,so Ashton forced a smile and headed towards the center of the room These people look nice-well nicer than that guy before he thought,he spotted a brunette guy and a pink haired girl,then his gaze landed on who he suspected was the p.o'ed guys first victim,she seemed friendly,most likely too friendly for the guy.Ashton spotted a guy in a fedora.After seeing all the cast currently here,Ashton looked down at his feet,his hands shoved deep into his jean pockets,he probably needed someone to talk to,after all,he was going to be living with all of them for god knows how long.


    Ashton hovered before looking at the brunette boy again,he looked harmless.Ashton approached him,confidence wavering inside his chest.He came to a stop and tried his best not nervous smile."Hey,I'm Ashton,seeing as we're going to be stuck with eachother I figured I should at least get to know one person,so,you are?"he chuckled at his suddenly confident yet cautious tone,a grin showing off pearly whites spread across his face.His baby blue eyes struggling to stay on the brunettes face,half the time his gaze rested on Jasons eyes and the other half they looked around behind his shoulders.


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    as phoenix gazed around at all of the other participants that had showed up, a startled yelp escaped his lips as someone bumped straight into him. looking up quickly, his eyes widened as he realized that it was the director, and before he could apologize, he was pulled into the living room, confusion rattling his mind. as the other man began to repeat the line of rules he had already read over-and-over, he let him speak, purely out of respect, nodding at different moments in his speech. when he was finished, and quickly left alone, his olive gaze scanned over the people in the main room. why did he need a person to stand with? surely he could get around by himself? though questioned littered his brain, he kept silent as the director headed in the direction of another kid. [i]alright, i guess i need to make some friends...

    looking around, he spotted a boy, possibly around his age, and tilted his head a bit. he seemed a bit...agitated, so he thought. though he shrugged it off, deciding to say hello. oblivious to the other male's attitude towards a girl with bright pink hair, he strolled over and gave a small wave. [b]"hi, i'm phoenix! nice to meet you,"

    		 he greeted, a warm yet slightly nervous smile plastered on his face, and he stuck his hand out, waiting for a response.
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    Isaac mentally rolled his eyes as another person approached him,I swear to god Isaac if you even dare-Isaac blocked out the voice and studied his hand,his blue eyes meeting Phoenix's,he'd need someone to not completely hate him,and after that Arianna girl,his chances were depleting.Isaac held out a wavering hand and grasped Phoenix's,the contact made him feel like squirming but he stayed put.His mouth twisted into a grimace that could in another universe,look like a smile."Isaac-"he was about to make a retort similar to his earlier one but a scream from inside his head stopped him.


    When Isaac pulled his hand away he shoved it down into his pockets,a manouver that could have been considered very strange,which was a reputation Isaac always held.His free hand moved to rake through his curls."I'm starting to quickly realize why they hired me to be on this show"he mumbled.When he had stormed away from Arianna,he knew that they had hired him so he could be the shows hothead,the show's antagonist and whatnot,and Isaac couldn't stop himself from not being it.It would only get worse as he gets shoved into the fantasies of the possibly derranged director.Pushed closer to people.God what had he signed himself up for.


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    phoenix's smile wavered a bit at the other man's expression. it seemed as if he was uncomfortable making contact with him. swallowing a bit in nervousness, he pulled his hand away and quickly stuffed it in his pocket, his gaze looking down before back up at isaac. his head tilted a bit at the other man's quiet statement. [b]"what do you mean?"

    		 he asked, lifting up his hat and running a hand through his ginger-brown hair. as he spoke, his eyes glanced around the room, inspecting each person individually. there were two girls and two other boys from what he could see, or at least that were already here. the girls both seemed to nice, or at least acted like it, while the boys appeared a bit more reserved. and one was...talking to himself? shrugging a bit, phoenix turned back to isaac, waiting patiently for a response.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px; height:auto; text-align:right; color:#000; font-size:17px; font-family:arial; letter-spacing:.5px; font-weight:bold; font-style:italic;]ISAAC FINNELL ◊[/fancypost]
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    Isaac dropped his gaze to the floor"every show has people that fit a stereotype or a generalisation or a theme,I'm the closest you can get to a heavily disliked and aggro male that will ensure you many a fight,now excuse me,I don't like people"Isaac gave a 'please forgive me I'm cripplingly awkward and unsuited to socialness' smile as he turned away and started walking again.Soon he heard the back lash he got from that rattling through his head as he removed himself from another social interaction.You have GOT to be kidding me Isaac,why do I have to be stuck in YOUR HEAD,c'mon man,I know you prefer guys and you just brushed one off and probably ruined every ounce of sympathy anyone has for you! Isaac couldn't tone him out that time.


    He walked around near the camera crews,it made his skin crawl at all the equipment and lenses on them all,he dodged the director quite a few times,the shorter man almost running into him on more than a few occasions.Isaac felt every glance that the camera men and all the other BehindTheScenes people shot him,it burned into his back,he saw a blonde guy talking to the brunette Isaac had seen earlier at the door,god how sometimes he would kill to seem as confident and friendly as that blonde boy.


    ASHTON FJORDBAK


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px; height:auto; text-align:left; color:#000; font-size:17px; font-family:arial; letter-spacing:.5px; font-weight:bold; font-style:italic; margin-bottom:30px;]ASHTON FJORDBAK ◊[/fancypost][/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=2px; border-color:#cecece; background:#fff; width: 400px; height:120px; opacity:0.8;][fancypost bgcolor=; border:2px #cecece solid; background: url(https://67.media.tumblr.com/01…qzzog3ph1tapwfpo1_250.png) center;background-size: cover;width:30px;height:50px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:-3px;][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:-70px; margin-left:55px; width:300px; height:15px; text-align:left; font-size:10pt; letter-spacing:1px; text-transform:uppercase;][b]Astoria Zhao ;[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:330px; height:80px; overflow:auto; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt; text-transform:lowercase; margin-left:55px; margin-top:-3px;]She wasn't really expecting to be accepted into the show. Nevertheless when she got the message that she was, in fact, going to be on the show, she couldn't control her excitement. Boarding planes and staying in foreign places was no new thing to Astoria. She had flown from China to the United States all by herself, after all. That proved just how much of an adult she was, right?


    She didn't expect anything less when a limo pulled up to the place she had been staying at to usher her to the show location. The man behind the wheel was somewhere in his late thirties and wouldn't shut up about his family and precious children. Astoria wasn't complaining, though, because she easily tuned him out of stare out the window, her earbuds blasting energetic pop music to drown out the limo driver's droning voice.


    As soon as her limo pulled into the driveway, Astoria flung the door open and practically flew up the steps to the mansion. In the short time it took for her limo to park beside the number of others, she had been able to take in everything she pleased about the mansion. It was large and extravagant, but Astoria didn't seem awed by it.


    Practically bursting through the front doors, the Chinese nineteen-year-old follows the sound of voices to reach a room where everyone so far had gathered. With a bright smile that could possibly rival the sun's, she strode to the couch and took a seat upon it, folding her legs underneath her as she sat.
    Inspecting the faces of the other people around her, Astoria noted that none of them looked as enthusiastic as herself. That put a bit of a damper on her mood, but before long she had recovered her bright mood and resorted to observing everyone in the room.[/fancypost][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=2px; border-color:#cecece; background:#fff; width: 400px; height:120px; opacity:0.8;][fancypost bgcolor=; border:2px #cecece solid; background: url(https://68.media.tumblr.com/86…g7F741udoefxo2_r1_250.png) center;background-size: cover;width:30px;height:50px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:-3px;][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:-70px; margin-left:55px; width:300px; height:15px; text-align:left; font-size:10pt; letter-spacing:1px; text-transform:uppercase;][b]Ronan Hong ;[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:330px; height:80px; overflow:auto; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt; text-transform:lowercase; margin-left:55px; margin-top:-3px;]He didn't know why he was here. The Mansion was definitely not a show he belonged on, yet he still decided to audition. And not only audition, but become a part of the official cast. All throughout the drive through California to wherever the mansion would be, Ronan regretted his decision to audition.
    Luckily his limo driver didn't give him too much trouble. It had been a woman, which had surprised him at first. She looked to be on the older side of the age spectrum, but Ronan hadn't been able to observe her features very well. She had kept silent the whole journey, allowing him to focus on the drive. He likely wouldn't of listened to the woman if she'd started talking anyways, since his earbuds stayed practically glued into his ears the whole trip.


    It wasn't a long trip. Before long, Ronan could see a sprawling estate growing larger and larger. He had to admit that it was very intimidating and he didn't feel like getting out of the limo. However he was urged out by the older woman, since she apparently needed to leave. There was a bit of a lineup for the exit, several limos lined up to leave. That showed that there were already several other cast members present.


    As he walked slowly up to the steps of the mansion, Ronan tried to take it all in. There were people he'd have to talk to for god knows how long and this massive mansion to explore. Maybe he could loose himself in one of the wings and not be found by someone for a long time. That'd be pleasant.


    At the idea of having to talk to people, he froze. He'd have to talk to a lot of people. And keep talking. For however many days he'd be locked inside this mansion. Oh, god, what had he gotten himself into?
    Now frozen with fear, Ronan didn't move from his position on the front lawn of the mansion, staring wide-eyed up at the massive structure that seemed to taunt him.[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-left:440px; margin-top:-5px; font-size:8pt;]eskie ⌁[/fancypost]

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    [size=4pt]a[/size][justify]The professionally dressed red head had been escorted to the mansion by what seemed like a fleet of security, although it was only four people. The car's windows were tinted a dark shade as to hide her identity, which didn't make sense to her considering they were going to be on tv anyway. A small sigh escaped her lips as the car came to a screeching halt. Gwen could tell immediately that she was one of the last ones there and sucked in a shallow breath, thanking the man who placed her luggage beside her as she took a confident step toward the house. She opened the door, immediately making a b-line for her room. Once she had found it, she noted she had a roommate, but didn't know who it was. Shrugging, Gwen set her stuff down on the unoccupied bed, not bothering to unpack before she headed to where everyone was gathered. Her feeble form stayed toward the wall, watching the conversations from afar.[size=4pt]a
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    [fancypost borderwidth=1px; width:159px; margin-left:-5px; height:135px; border-radius: 8px 8px 9px 9px; overflow:hidden; padding:0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:159px; height:135px; overflow:auto; padding:0px; padding-right:22px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:150px; min-height:135px; text-align:justify; color:#000; font-family:arial; letter-spacing:.3px; font-size:10px; line-height:100%; padding:0px; margin-top:1px;]Ari was about to say something to Isaac when he walked away. Guess, he wasn't one for friends. She looked over when a girl came up to her. Her pink hair stood out brightly and complemented the dress the girl wore. [b]'I really, have no clue.'     she said, answering the girl's first question. When she mentioned the guy not being social, Arianna just nodded. 'Guess not.' She could tell by the girl's body language that she wasn't initially concerned about what had gone down between Ari and Isaac. 'Umm, I'm Arianna by the way.' Ari looked over at the girl yet again. She wasn't sure if she would be able to consider this girl to be a friend. She seemed to be one that would rather just listen to what you have to say in order to warp it and turn it into a wildfire rumor.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    Never in his life had Chase been in a vehicle as nice as this. The entire ride to the mansion had been one of him basking in the glory of the beautiful limo. His fingers ran over the cool, black leather that lined the seats. He reached one of his long arms up to touch the headliner, his sweeping his palm against the fabric. "You gonna touch everything you see in the mansion too, kid?" His dark brown eyes flitted upwards to the front, where the limo driver smiled at him through the rear view mirror that he could see through the small, tinted window that had been left open between them. It was the only thing in the wall between them that allowed communication.


    The corners of his lips twitched upwards, forming a smirk. He sat forwards in his seat so his face was closer to the driver. "Depends, how much cool stuff is in there?" He smiled, earning a small chuckle from the man in front of him. "How much do you get paid to do this, anyways? I mean, damn, being a limo driver for some stuck-up kids on a reality TV show on a well-known channel? That's got to pay at least something worth time."


    The man laughed again, and after that, they had a small chat about life and money and [i]'The Mansion', until they pulled up to the place themselves. "Welp, here we are, bub. Enjoy yourself while you can." Chase quickly said his thanks as he pushed open the door and stepped out of the limo. It took everything in him not to let his jaw drop. He thought the car was beautiful. He quickly jerked himself from his trance and swaggered his way to the door, trying to maintain the cool confidence he always had. He stood for a moment, as if considering to knock or invite himself in, before deciding on the latter.


    FINLEY NICHOLAI
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