Magical Sailor Fuku

A woman stands in a darkened room, idly swirling her hazelnut machiatto as she studies various screens. In front of her, a very pale young man with glasses flips switches and communicates with crew members outside. "Cameras up?" The woman nods as the pale man gives her the thumbs up. "Mic check?" Another thumbs up. "Still got your balls?" The pale man sticks up another finger. The woman smiles and sips her coffee. "Let's get this show on the road, people. We're about to make history!" She leans forward. "Wide angle on camera three and.... Roll'em!"

It's a clear, sunny day, the transition from spring to summer never looked better. A wrought iron gate slowly rolls open, revealing an expansive estate with flowers and trees in full bloom. Directly behind the gate, down a cobblestone drive, sits a mediterranean mansion. The sound of cars hums in the distance, and the camera crew by the fence gets ready for the arrival of the first of the contestants.

"So this is it? Doesn't look bad. If anything this should be easy," said Micheal as he eventually made it to the mansion. He wore a pair of sunglasses and pulls them up. He smiled cocky and snaps his fingers. "Wonder where the losers for this show are."

Frank drives through the gate in his own modest car, jaw slightly agape at the opulent mansion. He pulls up outside the mansion and parks, stepping out of the car.

"Damn... I think I just hit the jackpot."

Closing the door and locking the car, he walks up to the mansion and enters!

Matt pushes his glasses up to the bridge of his nose as the taxi pulls him up to the mansions entrance. "Looks like quite an expensive place... Wonder how much they expect to make off of this show." He mutters to himself, walking into the complex. "And so secretive too... Suppose that's the status quo for these kinds of these kinds of shows."

Sam drives up in his car, the image of the mansion reflected off of the black finish. "Huh, nice place..." He says, as he drives up and parks, hopping out. He sees a few people in front of him... and some behind him as well. "Looks like this will be an interesting time... hopefully."

He mutters, as he walks into the mansion!

Leon couldn't shake the feeling of deja-vu as he climbed out of the taxi cab and admired the view of the mansion from the oustide. He was wearing a pale blue t-shirt with a yellow sun on it, and a pair of khaki shorts, with flip flops on his feet, and sunglasses resting on top of his head. Dork. Spotting the camera crews, he began started to pose as he walked along. "Hi! Get used to seeing this face!", he laughed, winking at one camera and blowing a kiss to another as he strolled down the drive, and through the doors of the mansion.

"So, where are the girls?".

Jonathan drives up in his friend Emmnauels car. "Thanks for the ride,man"'said Jonathan. "No prob, just promise when you win to share some of your bounty" replied Emmanuel with a grin". Jonathan laughed as he closed the door to the car. "No promises man, cya" he said before walking up to the mansion and brushed some bangs from his face. "I couldget used to living here!" he said surprised as the mansions fanciness. "Harem king herem I come, I hope" he said as he entered.

"...Not bad at all."

Matt adjusts his tie slightly as he steps out of his taxi, giving the driver a fairly generous tip. This place...well, suffice to say, he'd been half-expecting some dingy shack, to maximize the conflict between the tenets. This...well, it looked large enough to live comfortably, even if there were eleven people all crowded in.

Taking his suitcase, immaculately-dressed lawyer nods to his driver, and sets off into the grounds.

Ed had walked his way to the mansion. He didn't have a car anymore. He adjusted his clothes, making sure they were straight and right. Some called it obsessive, he called it organized. That's what things had to be, otherwise it didn't make sense. As he walked in through the gates he couldn't help but notice the mix of flowers. It was pleasing to the eye and whether he liked it or not, a small tick developed in his right index finger, tapping his side before he put it in his pocket. He waved and smiled to the camera, giving the people what they wanted. Sure he was here, but it was a way of getting somewhere else...

George huffed as he rode his bicycle up to the gate. He had no idea the place would be so lavish! He saw the camera crews and decided he may as well make an entrance, as he pulled into view. He stood and held his arms out in a V-sign, riding the bike through the gate. It hit a hitch, and he quickly dropped his arms to the handlebars to try to regain control.

The bike jittered under his hands, and he decided it was a lost cause, and jumped off, letting the bike crash behind him. He stumbled a bit, but caught himself with a pose, hands on his hips. "Yeah! Georgie's here!" he said, hamming it up for the camera. He winked and waved at the camera, and walked on into the mansion, just leaving the bike where it landed. He'd look so uncool if he picked it up!

"We have everyone, Dave?" The executive leans forward next to the pale man, forcing him to nervously look directly and earnestly at his control panel. She glances at him and smirks, still swirling her coffee.
"Just about," Dave answers. "We'll be starting the welcome program here in a little bit. You ready to do your part?" The woman nods gleefully. "Oh, you know I am, sugar!" She straightens up, takes a long draft of her coffee, and heads off to a darkened corner of the studio. "Don't call me sugar," Dave mumbles.

Those that find their way inside the house are greeted by a two story foyer, with a pair of curved stairs framing the entrance to the living room straight ahead. Directly to the right is a formal dining room, and to the left is a cozy library. Where shall they explore first?

Those that remain on the grounds are greeted with quaint benches and gravel footpaths through the garden. The bushes are kept square and trim, and all kinds of flowers in all sorts of colors make up the majority of the foliage. One of the paths leads to the side of the house, past what appears to be a vegetable garden. Another path goes straight back behind the house, passing through a variety of fruit trees. Where shall they go?

Harry wanted to make a good first impression. He rented himself a brand new sports motorcycle to show off to everyone, got a nice black suit that he'd probably stuff back in a box or something after the contest is over, and even styled his usually messy hair for a change. Everything was completely planned out. His entrance was going to be perfect. So what happens?

He arrives late, accidentally crashes his ride into Sam's car, falls onto the ground and gets dirt all over his outfit, and removes his bike helmet only to find that the hair he spent hours working on was ruined by the headwear. Yeah, perfect.

"Ah, damn damn damn damn damn... No on saw that, right?" Harry mutters to himself as he sweeps his head to look around the front of the mansion.

Micheal was wondering around the ground slowly walking towards the building. He wanted to get a good view of the grounds but he was mostly interested with what was inside the building. If he was going to be living in this place for a while and hopefully longer then Micheal wanted to know all the ins and outs. If anything where be the best places to have a party.

"Hot tubs...because girls surely love hot tubs," said Micheal as he eventually enters the house and marvel at the foyer. He was impressed with what he saw and knew that this would make a mad way to impress people. He looked around and saw the stairs. What was to his left and right seemed pretty boring but maybe there be more interesting things up the stairs. Micheal held on the the rail as he walked up the stairs into the rooms above.

Leon pointed at Micheal, "That's exactly what I was thinking, man", he grinned. "A place like this has got to have a pool and a hot tub, right? And girls in bikinis of course", he added, rubbing his hands together in excitement as he strolled through the foyer, towards the living room. "I'll check out the back... ", he called up to the other boy, and then continued onwards.

Sam, inside and unaware his car had just been vandalized... decides to head over left... to check out the library! He glances at the others as they wander through... and just shrugs. He will probably meet them all formally soon enough. As it is, he heads into the library alone!