<div class="floatleft">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs22/PRE/f/2008/026/d/e/Hear_her_band_around_the_world_by_tarnishedhalo.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Quinn Englehart<br/><strong>What:</strong>Arriving<br/><strong>When:</strong>Day 1<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Entrance Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>OPEN<hr/><br/>Well here she was, here she was a big celebrity now about to enter the world of reality TV strangely actually worse and more conniving than her own, but that went without saying. As per usual she was dressed in her usual loose clothes with her hoody up and scarf obscuring her face. Not quite the bell of the ball as the saying goes. In her bag was what she allowed to have including some tools which could be used to really make things interesting, hidden in a pocket in her bag not immediately seeable. In it was some impromptu hacking tools and very rushed notes based on the security layout of this place and how easy it was to crack. To dear Quinn she did the research always before, reading over various sources illicit or otherwise.<br/><br/>It had taken a lot of hem and hawwing before it was decided she could join the house, although they begged her to not show her prison tattoo, first goal on the agenda make sure every girl sees that and watch their mouths drop.<br/><br/>Even better Quinn had hacked the interview videos so knew what exactly to expect and had figured how to play this game, but early day yet, pushing the door open she was greet with some akin to mansion. Quinn had quite a bit of experience with mansion not that she lived in one, nope she had instead broken into many and seduced supposed straight girls into declaring themselves lesbians. It was rather harmless to all expect the husbands and boyfriend, but then she did not care about any of those.<br/><br/>Dropping her bag down it thumped on the ground she smirked, "I been in a lot of fancy spots but this one, this one I really like!" continuing she watched both of them, "Quinn Englehart that is my name, that is what you will know me as and that is what you will scream in later days, are we quite clear?" her poise was very arrogant, she appeared to own the room, "Do any of you speak or am I having to screw with mute lesbians, never done that, should be fun." crass as all hell she knew it and flaunt it, "Oh Mr Camera Man, please replace that dirty look, I really don't think it suits you." with that she sat herself down on the table, swinging her legs back and forth while she waited for the others to arrive.