«About 8PM of Day One»

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After spending several hours getting to settle in and have some idle chit-chat with the others, a voice boomed over the loud speaker.

“Hey there! Anna here! And boy oh boy are we going to have fun! I’d like you all to stop whatever you’re doing and head to the main room. You’ll know exactly what I’m talking about as it’s labeled. Anyways, I’ll be meeting with the ladies first and then you gentlemen. Once finished, I’ll let you both entire the dark room so we can begin our game. Now, to clear things up, there is a wall divider in place so the lights will be on when you enter. You’ll each also be given a number. Sit in the chair that corresponds with your number. From there, we’ll kill the lights and have each member ask two questions. If you have any questions, ask away~!”

A giggling sound followed as Anna must have forgotten to shut the speaker off. “Oh this is too awesome. I hope this is a smashing series. And I just love being a blind match-maker.” The sound of a door locking followed.

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Maverick’s eyes tilted up as he listened to Anna’s commands. With a small smile on his face, he pushed himself from the counter he was now sitting on. Setting his drink down neatly on a saucer, the male ruffled his hair some. “Shall we?” He asked the men around him. “And I wonder if the number we’re getting is the same number they had tagged onto our doors….”

He shrugged and then made his way to the area where Anna would eventually pop up at.

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Anna stood resting her back against the door that led to the rooms. “Hello ladies!” Her eyes were wide and full of pure joy and excitement. “Now, here are your number… Thumper, one. Poot, two. Bonnet, three. L!lly K!tt3n, four. Maisy, five. And you’re obviously number 6,” she said pointing to the last female. “Feel free to walk in and take your seat as determined by your number.”

**((Note: Numbers are given based on order of joining per sex. If you forget, just look at the character profiles. :)))**

Opening the door, she pointed to the leather red seats. “Please sit down and wait a second while I go run and get the men settled in.” As she turned on her heels, she shot a look back. “But first, any questions lovelies?”

Alex had smiled a little at Scooter and nodded, going to join them. "Sure." he said with a small chuckle. After they'd played and mingled, he looked up at the sound of Anna's voice. He blinked and stood up along with Maverick and headed to the main room as well. "Looks like we have to anyways." he said with a small smile before tilting his head. "Maybe. But maybe it's just gonna be random picks." he offered. This would be very interesting. Though, he did have to wonder if they were being recorded right now. If they were, he'd have to watch what he did. He hoped the girls would be fun, and there would be one that he'd be able to get along with. Sometimes, the girls were a bit snooty, but there were girls that were worth it.

Miki listened to the announcement and chuckled as she left to the main room.
I'm number three...not my lucky number, but change is good. she thought to herself and entered the room and sat down on her corresponding seat. She thought of this as a type of class, when you were told to sit somewhere, you sat and didn't make a big deal about it. She thought about any questions she might have but thought of none and shook her head then looked down at her table.

Anthony had liked playing games it was pretty fun. Then just chilling and relaxing around seemed rather nice as well. He looked to the other two and nodded as they suggested that they head to where they were to meet up with Anna. "I didn't even realize that there were numbers on the door," he said laughing at himself. Of course he was never that observant. That happened rather often with him though. Anthony followed Maverick to where they would meet Anna. He hoped that someone would meet his standards... he did find himself a little bit picky at times, but hey, who knew.

Tobi paused, glancing briefly up and waving with one hand to the new guy. It seemed that pretty much everyone was there, maybe one other missing, he wasn't quite sure of the numbers. Glancing back at the screen, Tobi raised an eyebrow, he recognised the music to the game, even if he had only played it a couple of times before when visiting friends. He randomly clicked some of the buttons, knowing they wouldn't do anything. Pausing though, Tobi lowered it down, placing the control on the ground as he looked around for a moment. He had been surprised for a moment by the random voice, but chuckled softly as he realised who, and what it was.

Slowly standing again, he stretched a little, rubbing the back of his head and chuckling softly in relief. "I'm glad I'm not the only one with major road rage then" He laughed as he began to follow the others. Tobi hoped that the show would be successful. Sure, he would hopefully get a few new friends out of this, but he wouldn't mind getting to meet a nice girl, someone he'd end up caring for. Sighing softly he glanced around, curious to see where Anna was.

"Hey there handsomes!" Anna came stepping from a door. "Okay, number time! Rebel, seven. Scooter, eight. BJ, nine. Sammer, ten. Tobi, eleven. Alex, twelve." Clasping her hands over her mouth, Anna gave the boys a feisty grin. "My, my. You're all to sexy for me to even handle. The women are going to drool and adore you all! Well, so long as they looooooooooove your personalities. Guess we'll just have to wait and see what really happens!"

Spinning around, she opened the door. "After you all. Please, take a seat. ...the right seat. I know you men like to be jokesters, but please, don't misbehave."

"Oh now you're stereotyping Miss Anna. Not all men are... mavericks." Laughing, Maverick stepped into the room. Looking about he frowned at the fact that he was on an outside chair. It meant he would get stuck answering first, or so he figured.

Taking a few long strides over to it, he placed his behind gently in the center of the cushion and waited as his friends joined him. Pulling his hair to the side a bit, Maverick spread back his arms so they dangled over the back of the chair. Tapping his foot lightly, he watched as Anna walked into the room.

"Lights are going down now. If you have any questions, I suggest you pop 'm my way right now~!"

Shaking his head, Maverick looked back to see if the guys would question her. He hadn't really thought of what he might ask her nor had he thought about possible questions to ask the girls. Great. I came unprepared. Ugh, I'm such a loser....

L!lly K!tt3n took note of her number when she was in the main room quietly and went to the currently bright room, she now couldn't wait for it to be dark. She sat quietly trying not to worry about who she was going to meet and what they would be like. When Anna said she was about to turn the lights out her stomache did a complete turn.

((Sorry couldn't think of anything be better next time))

Alex chuckled somewhat and shook his own head, going to the last seat and sitting down and leaning his head back, glancing around the room. So I guess I'm last, well.. That kinda sucks. he thought to himself before thinking if he had any sort of question for Anna. "How long do we have to spend time with the girls?" he asked, curious to know if they'd be timed or not. He'd have a few basic questions to ask, but other than that, he'd have to see if he was interested in carrying on the conversation with the girl. Hopefully it wouldn't be too long a time. Just in case he got bored. He was a tad bit nervous though. So many things could be able to go wrong on this.

Tegan took a few short breaths at the sound of Anna's voice over the loud speaker. She sat up on her bed and set her notebook to the side though she made no other attempts to move after that. Waiting a few moments she finally threw her legs over the side though she could feel her body shaking. She wasn't sure why she was so nervous, scratch that, she was more than aware as to why she was so scared. She was never comfortable in the dating scene; there was so much riding on everything you did that it made her uncomfortable. On top of all that everyone was going to be able to see her horrible 'skills' on tv.

"Why did you let your friends talk you into this one," she mummbled to herself as she followed the other girls into that main room. Tegan was restless at this point and when Anna entered the room she jumped slightly. Her nerves were acting up big time as the heel of her foot began tapping on the ground in an almost rythmic pattern. Seat 1, you have seat 1, she repeated over and over in her head. Her mind was so busy that she hadn't even heard Anna ask if they had any questions. It wouldn't have mattered if she heard it anyway seeing as she was having a hard time concentrating on anything.

Once Anna walked out of the room the brunette took her seat. She tried to keep her breathing calm and wondered how the other girls were managing to remain calm. Now that she was sitting her foot found it much easier to tap against the ground. Closing her eyes she tried to think about something other than the fact that she was going to be talking to a complete stranger she couldn't even see on tv. Her hands were folded in her lap as she felt her palms starting to get sweaty. Well it's a good thing they aren't meeting you in person, she tried to joke to herself though it wasn't helping much.

"Excellent question," Anna said lowering the lights. Just as they were completely surrounded by darknes a loud scrapping sound followed. As the divider slid up into the ceiling, Anna's mic clicked on. A light humming nose escaped from the speakers and she rapped slightly on the wall. Within seconds the buzzing sound was gone.

"Welcome! This is the first time you're all in the same room together. So, for this activity, you each get to ask about two questions. I will obviously start being having you identify yourself as your number and name. Note, names and numbers are NOT important. Also, I should add we will be using nicknames only. I know some people are drawn to others based on names as well as looks... so we're eliminating everything. Better yet, scratch telling them your number. Just state your nickname and tell them why you got that nickname."

Throwing a switch, all the participants mics came on. "Okay, you're all on. Now, when I tap your shoulder, tell them your nickname and how you got it. Ladies will naturally be first."

Moving over, Anna had a large grin on her face. Too bad it was hidden, but the cameras in the room were dark room cameras so her bright smile was just visible. Creeping up, she touched Margaret on the shoulder. "You're up first." Anna stood with her arms crossed behind her back as she waited to see just how this first meeting would go down. "Oh! I forgot. This will last as long as it will need to. Although, by midnight I'll be sending you all off to bed."


Maverick sat there in his same laidback state. He knew the cameras were on him, but he didn't really care. He'd been recorded before so acting natural was easy for him. As his eyes scanned the darkness to give himself an idea where the first female speaker was, he felt a shiver run down his spin. Will her voice be masked as well? He questioned to himself. Voice can be a factor, so I'm sure it is. Maverick finally concluded, but then another thought popped up. But then again, how will I know? Oi... I guess I'll assume they're altered, but they most likely aren't.

His head bobbed some as he reconfirmed his thoughts. They won't alter them. But if they do, I'll know when we guys talk.

Smiling to Anna, he nodded slightly, memorizing his number. Eleven wasn't his favourite number, not by a long shot. If anyone asked him why he disliked it, he would simply answer that it was odd. Tobi had a slight OCD on things being even. Still, he chose to ignore it. Shrugging a little he followed the others into the room, glancing around before finding his seat and hurrying towards it. At least he wasn't on the end, that would have been a little off putting. Tobi doubted he was the only person on either side of the divider who was glad they weren't on the end.

Once he was comfortable he shrugged a little, shaking his head to show there were no questions from him. When the lights went completely out though, he jumped a little in surprise. Tobi had to blink rapidly as his eyes adjusted to the darknes. As an experiment, he raised a hand, letting it hover just in front of his face. He couldn't see it. "Wow this is really effective" He commented before falling silent as he turned to face the direction he was fairly sure was the front. Tilting his head slightly, he waited patiently to hear the first girl give her name, well, nick name. It would be pretty easy to figure out his real name from his nick name, especially if all he had to say was that it was a shortened version of his real name as the only reason he had it.

Anthony couldn't help, but let out a chuckle as Anna said they were a sexy lil bunch. The brunette grimaced at her saying no playing any jokes. Being the funny guy he was he was tempted to anyway, but decided getting kicked off the show was not high on his agenda. Shrugging Anthony went over and took seat eight next to Rebel. Scooter went to say something when the room went totally black he snapped his mouth shut. Running a hand threw his brown hair he grinned. [color="rosybrown']This will surely be the most interesting thing. The start, it will be strange to see how each of us react. Who is shy and who is bold,[/color] Anthony thought as he stared out into the darkness.

When he heard the first thing they would have to do his heart sank slightly. Dang! How do I explain that I hated my name so much I wanted to be the blue guy from Doug.... but of course I said his name wrong as the little lad I was and called him Scooter... I sound like a loser... but I guess that's that, he thought in a slight panic. There were other reasons for his nickname that he could of course divulge in, but he decided his parents could ruin that for him... if he decided to stay with someone. Gulping a little he waited patiently for the first girl to give out her nickname. He assumed it would be something much more normal than his silly one. Anthony didn't mind the cameras of course he was recorded just about every other day with Ian. He seemed pretty natural and an aspiring actor he hoped he would seem natural on camera.

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[ s k y e ♣ w e n d y ♣ s t o n e s o n ]
~ the human rainbow ~

Oh man, oh man, oh man. I'm late.

Skye gazed out of the window as she anxiously sat on the edge of her seat in the back of the limo. Her luggage was in the trunk, her iPod and cell were in the pockets of her jeans and she smelt like some sort of tropical flower. Yet, she couldn't help but groan in horror as she looked down at her over-sized purple watch.

"Hey, you mind if we speed it up a little ?" she called out to the driver. "I know it's my fault that we're late, but seriously. It's not as if there's anybody else on the road."

The driver turned his head ever so slightly towards her and smiled, his pearly white teeth shining. Sighing, Skye shook her head and looked down at her Converse. She reached out to the small switch on the door of the giant limo and flipped it, the dark tinted window rolling down at her command. She shuffled along a little to hang her head out of the window, her auburn hair and her baggy Paramore t-shirt flapping about in the wind. She smiled and took a deep breath, taking in the wonderous smell of her surroundings. Turning on her iPod, she switched the track to one of her absolute favourite song and gazed up into the sky. They still had a long way to go, and she could see nothing distinctive to tell her where she was. But, wherever she was going, she knew it was best to just enjoy the ride.

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A few days earlier, Skye had been padding around her noisy apartment, fixing herself some breakfast when her brother, PJ came running up to her, laptop in hand.

"Hey, Skye !" he said, bouncing up and down on the spot. "You GOTTA check this out !"

Looking up from her bacon, waffle and golden syrup sammich, she blinked slowly. She attempted to swallow the mouthful she had just taken, but failed.

"Can-hfft ta-blchh r-eifft n-eio." she replied, her mouth filled with food. "Ea-ffft-ing."

PJ placed the laptop down in front of her, sitting down at the kitchen table.

"There's this new Tv show looking for candidates, and guess what ?" he said, his eyes dancing with excitement.

Skye gave him a look that said Oh-god-what-have-you-done-THIS-time and continued to chew on her food.

"I filled out an application for you ! !" he squealed, dancing in his chair.

Skye's eyes bulged. She rushed to the sink and spat out her food, turning all her wrath to her little brother.

"You did WHAT ? !" she shrieked, her eyes darkening under her brow.

After three hours of conversation with PJ and her room-mates, Seth and Aiden, she had finally calmed down enough to consider going on TV. And then, after a good night's sleep and a confirmation call from realL!F3drama, she agreed to go on the show. And now, a few days later, here she was in the back of a limo, and LATE.

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A few hours later, Skye was dropped off outside her "new home". Holding onto her luggage, she made her way inside the house but, whilst she was S'POST to be looking for all the other participants, she ended up simply looking around in awe.

This place is BEAUTIFUL.

After a few minutes of wandering, she came across a large door. Behind it, there seemed to be voices. Curious, she knocked on it three times and creeked the door open, peeking her head around to see who -- or, indeed, what -- was inside. Inside the room, a large group of girls were just about to enter yet ANOTHER room. Assuming that the "last girl" was her, she quickly followed them into the room and sat down in her assigned seat, smiling around, even though she was in complete darkness.

Whoa, hold up. My NICKNAME ? Ha, THIS should be interesting.

(( Oh, by the way . . . BORDERLANDS, WOOHOO ! ! :boogie: ))

♫ tonight feels stronger........................
...............................goodbye.............
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...............................................goodbye ♥

Maisie's chunky Skullcandy headphones held in the anxiety that was twisting knots in her stomach. She was already late, her flight had been delayed at least fifty times, and not even a hot, salty pretzel from the airport's food court could cheer her up.

She sighed, leaning back in the uncomfortable plastic seat and removed her headphones, just in case they announced -

"Boarding flight 67, last call. Boarding flight 67..."

Maisie's heart stopped. She grabbed her suitcase, rainbow ribbons of hair flying behind her, bright green eyes wide as she raced to the terminal. She was just able to snag a seat before the plane took off.

"That was a close one," she sighed, settling down into the plane seat and burrowing back into her cocoon of music.

As the plane took off, her fingertips brushed the cold glass window. "Goodbye," she breathed softly. This would show him, she thought. This would show him for good.

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Maisie was unfazed by the glorious mansion. She had seen plenty of pictures of glorious mansions, and this was exactly what she had expected. It completely lacked the homey touch she longed for, and everything about it screamed conformity. She laughed. He would have hated this.

She, on the other hand, was intent on having the time of her life.

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Maisie was poked and prodded along by someone of the maid species until she reached her room. It was large and open, with wide windows breathing cold, salt ocean wind. She guessed that the room had been decorated according to some master plan since it was the sort of room that had something that everyone would appreciate and was fairly androgynous; but it was yellow,and that was all that mattered. She unzipped her suitcase, withdrawing her own white and cranberry bedspread and long, billowing curtains.She didn't want to change much about the room, just add a few touches that made it more like her. She hoped they wouldn't mind, whoever, they were, anyway.

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After she had set up, Masie took a quick shower and changed into a bathing suit and a skirt. She was about to head down to a nice spot to lay in the sun when she was yanked down a hallway.

"What - Where are we going?" she asked.

"You're late," said the woman who had taken sole possession of her arm in her iron grip.

"My flight was - "

"No excuses."

Maisie opened and shut her mouth a few times at the injustice as the woman led her though the maze of hallways.

"Could you at least let me know where we're going?"

The woman's scowl twisted into a brilliant smile as she winked. "I could," she said. "But isn't it more fun this way?"

Maisie laughed, suddenly smiling. This would be exciting.

"Who are you, anyway?" she asked the woman as they bolted through corridor after corridor at the speed of light.

"I'm Anna," she said. "And you're Maisie."

Maisie was astonished. "You're Anna?" she asked.

Before she heard Anna's answer, however, Maisie was tossed into a dark room and thrown into a chair.

She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "Erm," she began. "Hello?"

She waited for the person sitting across from her to speak...

Smacking her forehead, Anna spit out "Sorry boys, but some of the females were late and didn't catch what we were doing here. Girls, remember to tell them your nickname and how you got it. Now if it's a shortened version of your real name, please be creative in telling us why you think you might have been given it."

She exhaled and saw a raised hand in the dark. "And for those of you raising your hands and making silly faces, the cameras can see that. We're using night vision cameras to record. So don't try to look too... queer." Her voice cracked as she said queer. But she didn't seem to mind. "Oh, and after this one, you'll be next" she said placing a light touch on Tegan's shoulder.

Thinking for a split second she blurted out, "Change of plans! Whoever feels like telling who you are first. Go right ahead. No need for me to pick. I'm sure you'll all randomize it up on your own. Men, feel free to speak first."

Maverick looked around in the dark. He could hear Anna, but he couldn't actually see her. It was a little weird, but he adjusted in his chair some to more or less fix his poor posture. Placing a hand to his hair, he weaved his fingers about his thick straight hair.

"Well, let's not all speak at once." Maverick said into the silence. "Since a cat seems to have my fellow roommates' tongues, I guess I'll speak first. I'm called Rebel. Heh, I think the word says it all, but my best friends Kiki, Jason, Cloud, and Blitzy decided we all needed some 'sick' nicknames. Kiki was a bit witchy so we picked to name her after the animation Kiki's Delivery Service. Jason is completely obsessed with Jason and Freddy, but he's head over heels in love with Jason. Cloud just loved Cloud from the FF... Final Fantasy... series. Even spikes his hair like him. Blitzy... she's a hardcore German. As for me, I guess I was the rebellious one from the group. That and we're in a band together called Rebellious Sinners. We figured Rebel would be a great name for the lead singer, myself, to have. Thus, I am Rebel."

His hands fell down into his lap as he looked about in the darkness. "That's about it. Sorry it's not as epic as I'm sure some of my friend's are." He elbowed Scooter with a large grin on his face.

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((Hope you don't mind I flipped how Anna's doing it. I figured instead of waiting for one person to post, you can just post whenever you're on. :)))

Anthony was a bit surprised when the room suddenly felt like it had been tossed into utter chaos. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he heard that some of the girls were late. Too busy trying to pretty themselves up for the camera, he thought with a chuckle as he rested his elbows on his knees. Then when Anna said that she changed her mind and anyone could speak first he was about to open his mouth when Rebel beat him to it. He listened as Maverick talked about his nickname and was rather embarrassed to find it was not as weird as his nickname was. Feeling the elbow to his ribs Anthony felt like he should go next. He scowled a little, but decided to get it over with.
"Well, since the terrible kitty has let me free to speak I guess I'll go next.... Hi, my name is Scooter and I'm an alcoholic.... Oh, sorry wrong meeting, and no... I'm not," he said with a laugh as he was striving to be extra goofy, "My nickname... well... see I have a twin, her name is Scottee... I have a younger brother too, but I don't think he was born yet.... Well maybe he was just born... Oh and she would want me to clarify this, Scottee is a girl. But anyway, my real name does not start with an s and being twins I felt our names should start with similar letters... Mind you, I was around three at the time. Not many brains cells to work with. So, watching Doug on tv, ya know that show with the dog, pork chop and the girl, Patty Mayonnaise. I thought that Skeeter Valentine was the coolest person on the face of the earth. So I turned to Scottee and said call me Scooter from now on. My mum and Da looked at each other and exchanged a laugh... Well to my dismay as a three year old I thought his name was Scooter not Skeeter. And that little nickname has been with me since I was a young 'um. So classy, but someone can go ahead and try and out do me... I doubt anyone can." He concluded with a loud laugh and shook his head. Oh how embarrassing could this show get for him.

Maverick nearly fell out of his chair as he tried to keep from laughing. I'm rather jealous of his story! He thought to himself with a smile. I could definitely see the two of us getting along just fine.

His hand wriggled its way into his pocket and he fumbled for the piece of candy he'd thrown in there. Finding it, he popped the 'candy' into his mouth. A split second later, he was hacking and spitting up the dog treat he meant to give to Sheik before he left. Coughing and still trying to get the flavor out of his mouth, Maverick licked the rug that he was now squirming on.

"Oh for the love of Jing-Jang, why did I put Sheik's treat in my pocket?' His eyes widened as he soon realized he wasn't licking the floor, but someone's shoe. "Ummm, Scooter, please tell me this is your foot," he said as he shook one of the girls' feet. "Holy Casper! You've got tiny feet. And... dude, you... you're not a dude..." scooting back across the floor back toward Scooter. "Wow, okay, so I totally just made a fool of myself," he muttered to Scooter. "Heh," he said louder "sorry about that, I was just going for a jaw breaker, but I guess I had my dog's special doggy treat instead. Trust me, not a flavor I'd recommend." As he slid back into his chair, Macerick poked Scooter. "Why the hell didn't you tell me it wasn't your foot prior to me trying to clean my poor tongue?"

Anna really didn't know what to make of it all. Finally, when Maverick was back in his seat, she burst out laughing. "Well ladies, Rebel and Scooter are definitely an interesting pair. Let's hope the rest of the guys are just as entertaining! Only could we refrain from licking the girls. I know they're sweet, but sheez Rebel, do you have to lick up to them like that?" Winking at the camera, Anna flicked her hair to the side. "Oh, ladies, feel free to comment on the men. And men, when the women talk, feel free to comment them as well."

Tegan jumped when she felt Anna touch her and the thought that the cameras could still see them freaked her out even more. She was never used to being on the lense side of the camera, her part always took place before anyone step foot in front of that or an audience. She had never thought that she was this camera shy but then again you learn something new everyday. It probably didn't help that she didn't know anyone else there and the girls seemed less than willing to talk.

Hearing Rebel's and Scooter's stories calmed her a bit though; at least they seemed to be more fun type guys. She looked around the dark room though she knew that she couldn't see anyone. It was at that point that she felt something clinging to her foot and a voice soon followed. Tegan went wide eyed and nearly jumped out of her seat as she pulled her knees to her chest instantly. She stared down at the utter darkness though it obviously gave nothing away as to where the perpetrator was.

Once things felt as though they had calmed down a bit she figured she should take on for the team and start off for the girls. "Well," she said before clearing her throat. "Um, I'm Thumper." She then eased her feet back to the floor where the heel of her right one started tapping on the floor. "And as for how I got my nickname... I guess you could say it was similar to Scooter's story but different at the same time."

Tegan was talking, that was something that helped calm her. Well, it was more that when she was talking she wasn't bothered by as many things because she had something to focus on. "Bambi was always my favorite movie, more importantly Thumper was my favorite character. I had watched the movie so many times that I had burned the film out in three different tapes. On the fourth one my parents warned that if I ruined this one they weren't getting a new one."

A smile came to her face as she thought back to when all this happened. Her younger sister had just been born so it was still her and her brother that were really close. "Whenever I got in trouble, scared, or nervous about anything I would start tapping my foot. My brother was the one that came up with it first on the first day of school while we were waiting for the bus. My dad thought he came up with it a few weeks later when he was yelling at me for something. My mom thought it was dumb, she still does actually."

Tegan chuckled to herself as her foot finally calmed down and she leaned back against her chair. It was amazing how the habit seemed to follow her this far through life. She didn't complain though; when people heard the name with it it seemed to brighten them up a bit so she had no regrets. Taking a slow breath she awaited for the others to say something.

"Bambi! Oh gawd, I love that movie. Although, I will admit the Lion King has always been my favorite. Mother tells me otherwise though. According to her it was...." Maverick fell slight before bursting out laughing, "the Little Mermaid. Thank god she didn't nickname me Arial. Oi, I watched that movie enough that I could quote the entire movie... not sure I should have admitted that, but it's too late to take it back now." His head shot to the side. "Isn't Doug a Disney show?"

Shrugging into the darkness, Maverick quickly added, "And to whoever I licked, my b!" His eyes seemed to light up as he laughed lightly. It was really a shame that the room was dark since no one could see his sparkling baby blues. "Oh, Miss Anna, I have a question," he looked at the ceiling figuring talking to it would be the best way to question her. "You said we get to ask questions, what's the limit?"

"Hmmm, well until we hit midnight... I guess. Why, did you wanna ask Thumper if you could be her Bambi?"

Blushing, Maverick let his hair flop into his face. "No," he commented in a small voice "I was just going to ask everyone to sing a line from their favorite Disney movie."

"Oh, well I do like that. But please, if you can't sing, let's not shatter the camera lenses, okay?"

Miki waited and listened to what they were talking about and fell hard for scooter's sense of humor.
Sing a line from my favorite Disney movie? well, that would be Mulan for her. Now what line to sing? she thought to herself. This was going to be hard....she was too shy and knew that if she didn't speak now she might as well go back home. No one was going to talk to someone who didn't answer. She took a deep breath and sighed mentally.
Thank the ancestors they can't see you! she thought to herself.
"I like Mulan...so I guess I'll sing part of a song I remember." she said shyly into the microphone in front of her.
"Ancestors, hear my plea help me not to make a fool of me. And to not uproot my family tree, keep my father standing tall. Scarier than the undertaker, we are meeting our matchmaker! Destiny guard our girls, and our future as it fast unfurls, please look kindly on these cultured pearls each a perfect porcelain Doll. Please bring honor to us all." she said hoping she didn't sing too much and turned red in embarrassment.

Listening to everyone's words, Skye looked around in the darkness.

Well, THIS sure is turning out to be entertaining.

Once she was pretty sure nobody else wanted to speak next, she opened her mouth and took in a deep breath, ready to tell her story.

"Ohai, everyone !" she said, waving into the darkness, even though she knew nobody could see the gesture. "My friends call me Doodleberry ;; I love white chocolate and raspberry muffins and I'm a tattoo artist so, yeah. Doodleberry."

Remembering "Rebel"s comment, she quickly added ;; "Oh, and my favourite Disney song is 'Little Patch of Heaven' from Home on the Range."

Taking another deep breath, she closed her eyes and sat up straight, remembering what her Mom had said to her about posture.

"I know a place, // Pretty as pie, // Out where the riverbend // Hits up with the end of the sky. // It's left of Nebraska, // And over a crest, // On a little patch of heaven // Way out west." she sung, smoothing her voice out like silk as the up-beat tune spilled out of her pale lips.

Beaming, and ridiculously proud of her own boldness, she sat back into her chair and began twirling a piece of her auburn hair around her finger, waiting for the next bravest person to speak up.

((Kk this was a mess up I'm gonna post a new one))

((They aren't supposed to tell them their real name Lil ^^;; ))

Tegan's face went bright red at Anna's comment to Rebel's question. She shook her head in dismissal to his apology though she knew that he couldn't see it. She was slowly growing at least a little bit more confident what was going on. It seemed less like a dating show at the moment at least. Her hands were once again folded in her lap as she rung them through one another.

Favorite Disney song... She actually had to think about that one. It was a close call though. "Hmm, my favorite Disney song would have to be Once Upon a December from Anastasia." She nodded in agreement even thought it was dark. She didn't bother trying to sing it; she wasn't that comfortable with what was going on at the moment. It wasn't that she had a bad voice though, she had won the talent show at her school a few times and even a kareoke competition in her city.

Tegan just wasn't too sure of the situation yet. She wasn't normally a shy person and she knew that she was going to be getting angry texts from her friends about this one. She wanted to access the situation and get used to it, her friends were used to her doing that. At least she hoped they were by now.

"Le gasp! That my dear... Thumper, I think this is who I'm talking too... well anyways, that movie is not Disney. Isn't it Universal? No wait, Fox? Twentieth Century Fox, right? I don't recall seeing a castle at the beginning." His brows wrinkled as he contemplated this thought. "Anyways, it is a great movie. When I was younger I asked my mom if I could change my name to Dimitri. For the longest time my parents thought I was gay... Dimitri was all I could talk about."

Exhaling, Maverick wished he could see a clock. "Heh, I really should stop talking. I feel like I'm being a hog...." His hands nestled his chin while he waited in silence to hear what the others names were as well as what they were thinking. "Hey, you guys have been awfully quiet. Why don't you just spit out your names and them lambaste these entertaining women with questions. But don't be too brutal."

"Yes, yes. Everyone feel free to ask questions. The more you ask the more it will help you in deciding who you wish to get on a one on one date."

"Sweet? Scooter, please tell me more about yourself. I'd love to know all there is about you and your hysterical life." Laughing out loud, Maverick felt that by conversing with everyone, he might help lighten the mood of the room and remove some of the jitters they were all feeling.

"My nickname is Bonnet....I don't really know how I got it. Mama always said that I would always wear bonnets when I was smaller. I still like to wear them but I don't wear them as much...I now wear what people call a bao...I think they call them like that because they look like little dumplings on each side of your head with ribbons on them. So That's the way I got my odd nickname." said Miki. It was the truth, she wasn't going to lie about it.