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"Hey man, brought you your coffee." Trevor gave the cup to his cohost, sitting next to him as he sighed. He still couldn't believe he and Derek had been chosen to host their first ever game show, he was so excited when he first heard. Too bad no one at ONC station had told them about how dull it would be to screen the contestants. "How many of these auditions are left?" He yawned, stretching on the seat.
"Only two left, thank God." Derek ran a hand through his hair, gulping down the coffee like it was his lifeline. "Who do you want to see first?"
"I don't care, Derek, I just want to get this over with and go home."
"Ok then, let's start with this one: Orson Mayer." Derek clicked on the video file, letting the recording of the audition play.
The recording showed the channel's studio, where, in the middle of it, a young man sat on a stool, showing a sweet, polite smile to the camera as he fidgeted nervously with his orange hair.
"Oh, are we recording already?" The young man chuckled nervously. "I'm sorry, I've got a bit of stage fright..."
He closed his big green eyes, taking a deep breath to calm himself, and adjusted his clothes.
Once he was done, he cleared his throat, covering his mouth with his closed fist, and opened his eyes once more to look at the camera, showing a sweet and calmer smile.
"Let me introduce myself, I am Orson Mayer. I'm a writer, you probably heard of me from my latest work, 'The Depressed Cyclops', which I kindly invite you to read." He let out a sweet, sappy laugh.
"When I heard of Disventure Camp, I just couldn't help myself from taking a look at it." As he spoke, his big green eyes started shining with joy, making him look even more adorable, before he lifted his arms in the air and started giggling. "I always love helping smaller projects like this get off the ground!"
His enthusiasm dimmed a little, as he grabbed his braid and started fidgeting with it. "Now, I am from the city, so the outdoors will probably be tough for me. But I am sure I'll do great with my social and strategic game." Smiling once more, he clasped his hands, tilting his head and closing his eyes again, before letting out another cute giggle. "It will be fun to test myself against the other competitors!"
Orson put his hands in his lap, keeping the same sweet shy smile on his face, looking to all like the sweetest, most sugary person on earth. "I know very well how important ratings are for this kind of show." He said, once more with a sparkle in his eyes. "You can be sure that thanks to me they'll reach the stars, after all, a good writer must know how to keep the reader, or in this case, the viewer, entertained with some good storytelling, no?" He giggles again. "If you'll consider me for this show, I'll make sure not to let you down. Thanks for your attention!"
And with that, the recording ended, pausing on Orson's sweet smile as he waved at the camera.
"Aww, he looks so adorable!" Trevor gushed, holding his hands to his cheeks while smiling at the freezed frame of Orson waving at the camera.
Derek, instead, let out a cruel chuckle. "Yeah, I wanna see how cute he'll manage to be once our show is done with him."
"Aw, come on, man, we don't have to be so cruel."
"Dude, that's what got us the show, remember?" Derek rolled his eyes, before clicking on the final audition.
As the camera started rolling, it showed once more the audition's studio, where a middle aged blonde woman was sitting with her hands in her lap and a motherly smile on her face, waving gently at the camera.
"Hello there, my name is Linda Fehr. I am a homemaker and, well, I want to participate in your show. If anything to take my mind off of stuff for a little bit." The woman chuckled awkwardly, starting to fiddle with her thumbs.
"Don't get me wrong, I don't regret the life I've chosen, I love my husband and my daughter, they are the lights of my life," her smile brightened considerably when she mentions her family, before she sighed, "but now that my Vera has moved out to live with her boyfriend, the empty nest sindrome is getting to me, and I think this show could be just the pick-me-up that I need to get some life back into these bones."
Her face became doubtful for a moment, before settling into a resolute expression "I am aware that this show will take place in the wilds, so for a housewife like me it's going to be hard, but I've already faced pregnancy and motherhood, I'm ready for any challenge." Her determined gaze soon turned back into her initial motherly smile. "So... yeah, take me into your show, and I'll bring all the motherly love I can bring!"
"So she auditioned because she's going through a mid-life crisis."
"Derek!" Trevor gasped at his colleague's observation. "She's so sweet too, maybe we should take her into consideration too."
"Yeah, I'm sure her and the girlscout leader will go ahead swimmingly." Derek rolled his eyes, before stretching again. "Alright, we have seen all of them, now... who are the lucky sixteen we are taking? I might have some ideas..."
"Me too, actually." The two men looked at each other, a light smirk appearing on both their faces as if in sync.
DECISION POINT:
HELLO HELLO EVERYONE, ATOCHEG SPEAKING! WELCOME TO OUR LATEST VENTURE, OR, WELL, DISVENTURE, EH? EH?
( Anonimo_Black_Fire: Lame )
OK, MOVING ON...
YOU HAVE SEEN THE TWO OPTIONS AT YOUR DISPOSAL, YOU KNOW THE DEAL, CHOOSE WHO YOU WILL BE GUIDING IN THIS SEASON OF DISVENTURE CAMP, AND GET READY FOR A LONG JOURNEY IN CHOOSE YOUR OWN DISVENTURE!
NOW, WHO WILL YOU GUYS PLAY AS?
A. Orson
B. Linda