"You guys are a team now, you'd better get used to yourselves. Or don't, it'd be good for ratings." The host chuckled, giving out papers and characteristically smiling afterwards. "There will be cameras in almost every room in your livings, of course.... And your team will be having another join after you reach your home."
Cyrille shot a look at the host, still bearing his smirk as he looked to his current two.... Teammates. Shyboy, and average.... Oh, his nose is cringing.... Interesting. He thought to himself, his hands in his pockets and playing with the flask. The concept of another teammate however, was rather daunting.
"....Your house title and rosters are on these papers. The rosters contain one person's rough biography, according to our knowledge, for your paper. You are permitted to share the information with others, but.... We don't recommend it. Anyway, first challenge is at ten am! Don't miss it!"
Cyrille grit his teeth knowing a "rough biography" was on somebody's paper. He sighed, knowing that the information was probably falsified, although he did have a questionable set of activities in his past. Whatever. His main focus was to remove himself from this room, he glanced at the paper, skipped through the descriptions of The Vagrant(the papers went in the order of Vagrant's paper to Thief, Thief to Timid, and Timid to Vagrant), and began to read at descriptions of how to get to his temporary home. He looked up at his team mates in his usual manner, almost pitying the one who had received his paper. A paper that probably described manipulative and unstable tendencies, only aided by his alcoholism and short patience; not to mention a few well played burglaries.
"Well it seems we're stuck together, now."
