User:Bbhinton15/Ridonculous Roleplay Auditions

Sky
The camera fades in to show a fairly athletic girl running towards an oval track finish line with three other individuals behind her. Seconds later, the same girl was shown to cross a finish line first and was the first to rip across a white ribbon. She lifts her hands up as the audience around her applauds and cheers.

She waves to the camera recording her and begins a monologue as a golden trophy is handed to her. "First! Expect nothing less! The F stands for focus. In order to reach the gold, you need to stay focused on your goal." The girl begins to walk towards an weirdly-shaped pedestal that is marked with a '3', a '1', and a '2'. She jumps onto the highest platform, labeled '1'. She continues her speech, "The I is--" She stops herself. "Oh, speaking of 'I'--Hi! I'm Sky! The future Wawanakwa victor! How do I know? I have 'I'! Integrity! My family and friends taught me that I can achieve anything I put my mind to and, boy, have they been right! The 'R'? Resilience! It takes a strong person to complete tasks, but it takes a resilient person to complete tasks well! And there's no doubt that you'll get that with me!"

As the audience roars louder for Sky, she tries shouting over the volume, "The S stands for selflessness! Always put others in front of you! Unless they're your competition--in that case, wipe the floor with them! And finally, the T! Teamwork! In order to succeed, you may need to work together with others as a team! No doubt I can do that! Even if I have to do it myself! Stay in FIRST, always, everyone! Wawanakwa, get ready!" She confidently grins as the camera fades to black.

Topher
The camera fades in to show a rather large room filled with different paraphernalia from different television programs. A tall, charming boy appears in front of the camera, adjusting it. Smiling as he straightens the camera out, he utters, "Hello, TV world! This is Topher, coming to you live from the beautiful acres that is my home address!" He nervously chuckles and continues with an overdramatic tone, "Heh... anyway. I have an important announcement for you!"

He points to himself with his thumbs and amplifies his voice, "This guy is looking for some adventure. Some excitement. Some backstabbing! Some... some... some total drama! And, as fate would have it, you are looking for someone to supply that!" He looks around his room and nervously chuckles again. Unexpectedly, he pulls a note card out of his pocket and eyes it for a few seconds. He then refocuses his attention on the camera once more and stutters, "So, so... uhh... if you're looking for... uhh... for someone that can bring all the drama, then look no further! Because..." Topher stares into the camera again; he then immediately shakes his head, uses one hand to cover his face, and covers the camera screen with his other hand. "Cut! Cut. What am I doing? This isn't me." The recording shifted to static.

After the static, Topher could be seen again, sighing. "Sorry. That wasn't me at all. I've stayed up almost every night for the past week researching 1) what producers look for in a quality reality TV contestant and 2) how to sell myself. All of my research brought me to one thing: 'upping the drama'. But...." Topher sighs again. "...that isn't me. This is me!" Topher takes the camera and begins to show off his enormous prop collection from different shows, while narrating. "This is my room. And these are all the things I've won from different contestants from my favorite shows." He walks towards a medal, behind a glass box. "This medal is probably my favorite. You probably know these from Grand Turmoil Isle--these were given to contestants that were deemed safe at the end of every episode. Won it after a nine-hour long trivia contest in my hometown. My friends were so happy for me. Oh!!" Topher panned the camera towards his bed and shows many different pictures of himself with other individuals. He continues, "And here are some of my friends. I actually have friends, compared to some of the people I've seen on my shows. They're pullin' for me."

Topher placed the camera back on his bed, with him in front of its lens as he concluded. "So, yeah. Why should you pick me? I'm dependent, reliable, pretty cool, and honestly I'm sure I know more about these kinds of shows than anyone else. Make the right choice!" The camera fades to black.