'Big Brother'

OOC: Gary babe, its the overweening ego we're having problems with. Screw an old broad cause they're so grateful? Pahleeeeeeeze. When you attack my ego, you open yourself up for return fire darlin. I promise to knock it off if you will.

IC: I have no idea why I went into the ocean. I don't like that kind of wet. Grumbling, I went back to my towel to stretch out on my belly.
 
Gary Gorman

OOC: Attack away. I've given you enough ammunition. He's a dolt, and it's only going to get worse. But I've painted him broadly enough so that you can take potshots at him without altering the character profile.
In case it doesn't show, tongue is firmly in cheek with each post.

CB: Black eyes.

[Edited by R Nitelight on 10-01-2000 at 04:48 PM]
 
next game

This is interesting. I hope another group starts up so I can apply.

Mid 40s black female
bi-curious
multiple partner experimental
firm hard body
in need of sexual expression and adventure
 
Voting...

Too bad we (the audience) couldn't register votes like with the show. I am reading this thread with much interest! If you need any help in the voting department, just ask Kepic!!

Hugz n Kisses,
Indika
 
Thor

OOC: I think we need to stop the OOC's and IC. (LOL)

IC: Thor

Twirling two sticks deftly together, I begin to show my woodsman's firemaking skills. Unfortunately, before the shavings glow, Muff whips out a lighter and ignites the kindling. With a bow, I gather more wood (convenient, huh?) and build a roaring fire.
 
A guy who knows how to live off the land. Don't see that much anymore. Well, rather than waste his energy on something so mundane, out comes the lighter for a light. He grins at me, and collects more wood. I eye his butt when he bends over, that is world class ass.

"So," I say to the gathered group. "Why'd all ya'll come on this little vacation?"
 
Gary Gorman

I spoke first.
"Sounded interesting. Free room. Free food. Free booze. Free broads. Plus, I had some free time on my hands, what with my being thrown out of the league for breaking that guy's spine."
"That's terrible," the married guy said with a wince. "But I don't understand why they threw you out of the league for hurting another player. Injuries are a part of the game."
"He was on my team," I explained.
 
"My boss did the work here. Good job of it too." I said, going next. "I work in security, after the last op I needed a break, so he wangled me the spot here."

"Security? Op?" Thor asked mildly, setting down the wood, while Gary laughed.

I grinned toothily, "Being a gate guard is a bitch."

"You sell blow jobs when business is slow?" Gary asked.

Thor looked at me oddly, then started laughing. Huhmph, I had a feeling he figured it out.

He looked at me directly in the eyes and smiled. "I like the finer things in life..."

[Edited by KillerMuffin on 10-02-2000 at 11:42 AM]
 
Thor

I paused with my wood thing and let my eyes roam suggestively over the women. Looking directly at Muff, I smile my most innocent smile and say, "I like the finer things in life, Muff. And it looks like the peaks will be higher than the valleys." As I fired that one, I let my eyes drop from Muff's liquid orbs to her full breasts and then...to a spot just below her waist.

Muff was a gate guard about as much as I raised goldfish. She has a dark past; I think I need her as an ally for the duration.

[Edited by Thor's Hammer on 10-02-2000 at 11:40 AM]
 
Marcus

OOC: I'm still considering on how to take the votes... if the 'players' e-mail me with their two choices, when I ask for them, I'll display everyone's choices in one post. Then the 'audience' can vote on which of the two highest will get thrown out...

IC: I found the shower block, a row of open cubicles, but no curtains. No male/female segregation apparently, unlike the dorms, and I must admit I smiled a little at that thought. I stripped off, putting my old clothes in a basket nearby and my new ones on a long bench inside, and stepped into the centre one.
I turned on the showerhead, the water quickly becoming hot. Steam began to roll out of the cubicle, as I grabbed a bottle of liquid soap hanging from a hook within and began to wash. I wonder if this place had a gym? Could do with a little workout on the bars, I thought, that flights got my muscles all tensed. I hated flying, at least, at that kind of height. Spinning around on a bar fifteen feet off the ground was no worry to me.
 
Anjali? I think her name is, the 18 year old chick, takes a seat next to Mr. Mouth. He wraps an arm around her and grins like he just won the Heismann. Thor frowns, then smiles at her, using his eyes on her.

I lean back and watch the totally mental byplay between Thor and the Anjali chick.

"Always the savior." I said to no one in particular. Anj was a virgin, you can tell em a mile off sometimes, I had a feeling that Gary and Thor would throw down soon. Considering Gar's winning personality and charm, I hoped for her sake that Thor won.

LMAO. He had SF written all over him. Of course Thor would win. Youth and enthusiasm can never win against experience and treachery, or so the saying went.
 
Gary Gorman

I took a big bite out of the piece of fruit the waif chick handed me.
"Pretty good." I said around a mouthful of juicy pulp. I quickly and noisily finished it off and went to pick another.
"Those two are quiet," I said, waving my hand in the general direction of the married couple. "It's like they're not even here."
 
Thor

"This should be good," I laugh to myself. Scooping up a stick - 'Y' shaped at one end - I stand up, holding the stick at the 'Y' end. Closing my eyes almost completely, I begin to hum like a mad Buddhist Monk. The stick trembles in my hands and then points unerringly at Gary. I walk, slowly, toward Gary and Anj.

Opening my eyes in mock surprise I exclaim, "Wow. The divining rod thing works. With a different hum it picks assholes out of a crowd."

Hands on my hips, foot poised to kick his balls through his throat if he twitches, I wait, smiling what I have been told is the coldest smile outside of Siberia.
 
Gary Gorman

I'm snacking on a piece of fruit and minding my own business when all of a sudden that Anjali babe was all over me. She starts licking the juices off my face like a crazy person.
"Yummy, but I'm still hungry," she says.
"I think I got a piece stuck between my teeth," I say, as I jab my tongue into her mouth. She's shocked at first, but pretty soon she's into it, and were making out like prom night. I started to run my hands over her body, and I quickly discovered that she might have been small, but she was built. I'm starting to wonder if we're gonna hump right in front of everyone when I place my hands on her ass and she goes stiff.
"That's enough, Gary," she says.
"Come on, baby," I moan. "I know you want to play."
I reach down and squeeze her butt cheeks, and she gives out a little eeeek. Everybody got to their feet, and the old fart looked like he wanted to play white knight.
Just when I was about to let her go and explain to everyone that I was just funnin', Anjali brought her knee up, catching me right in the you know where. One of the bad things about being naked is that you aren't wearing a cup. I went down hard.
Suddenly, she reminded me of one of those damn placekickers. Small, scrawny, but plenty of leg.
I think everyone started laughing at me, but I was too busy puking up mango to really notice.

Getting hit in the balls must have given me a concussion, because the next thing I knew that Thor guy was standing over me waving a twig at me.
 
Everyone is laughing at Gary, me too. I really hoped the guy didn't have an erection when she tried to do a 100 yard field goal with his balls.

That had to hurt, and judging from the gut heaving he was doing, it did hurt.

Thor doubled over, laughing so hard tears were rolling down his cheeks. Anjali sauntered off, smirking, grabbing Thor's wrist and pulling him along behind her.

"Awwww, poor Gary." I said, "C'mere, Muff will make it better."
 
Thor

"Damn! That's the funniest thing I have seen all year," I manage to choke out, between loud guffaws. Still bent over with tears streaming down my cheeks, I allow myself to be led up the beach...
 
Gary Gorman

"Awww, poor Gary." Muff said. ""C'mere, Muff will make it better."
"That's okay," I grunted. "Just need to catch my breath. I'll be as good as new in a couple of minutes. Then we can have some fun. And Muff, don't you worry none about me knocking you up. I had the old sperminator unplugged. My agent thought it might be a good career move, what with all the paternity suits, and stuff. Besides, eight kids is plenty, don't you think?"
Muff looks like she wants to say something, but she is too turned on to speak. Shaking with what I think is desire, she turns and walks away.
"Hey, Muff, why don't you tell everybody about me being fixed!" I shout at her back. She starts to shake some more, and this time she almost falls on the ground.
I felt good about our encounter, and felt confident she would be eager to share my news with the others.
 
Oh this guy is too much. Fixed? Well thank the gods that be he won't be spreading any more of his genetics around. Talk about someone direly needing to get out of the gene pool.

"Guess what everyone!" I bellow, to make him feel better. "He's fixed!!! Who wants a coconut?"
 
Marcus

Showered and refreshed, I changed into the new clothes, a plain white T-shirt and blue denim jeans, which were a little too tight for my taste, and a pair of trainers, and headed out into the living room. No TV, no radio... looked like you had to make your own entertainment. I smiled, that wasn't going to be difficult, after all, this island was a paradise. Why would I want to veg out infront of the TV when I could be swimming or getting a tan?
Where was everyone? No-one in the pool, or in the dorm's now. Must be outside somewhere. Time to do a little exploring, I thought, heading outside.
 
The two married people were moving off by themselves someplace, to do the dirty no doubt. Gary had quit howling and moaning. He sat quietly, glaring at the fire like he was going to kill it or something. Thor and Anjali were gone someplace. Probably dirty in the making. MayLin was just sitting there, and the other guy, Marcus, was still MIA. Oh well.

I sprawled out on the towel again, feet towards the fire and shut my eyes, feeling the warm sand beneath the towel against my belly and the cool air against my back.

Bored sets in.
 
As we walk up the beach the sounds from the fire fade away. The moon is almost full; sparkling on the water. The stars seem close enough to touch. Slipping my arm around Anjali's shoulders, I laughingly say," I was going to do that, but your knee was too funny. That cretin is a riot."

Her skin warm under my fingers, we continue to walk up the deserted beach. The gentle lap of the wavlets is soothing.
 
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