The sun is bright in the middle of the sky with little to no clouds surrounding it. A man in his early 20s is sitting in a lounge chair with a martini in hand. The pool that he was sitting next to was sparkling blue with the smell of chlorine tantalizing his nostrils. He was an attractive man whose looks bought him everything his attitude lost him, the girls behind him were silently whispering to each other about his looks while giggling in joy. He had a square face with a chiseled jaw to complete his look. He had green eyes that were hiding behind his dark black bangs. Very well sculpted was his body—so much that he did not need exercise but the natural shape was already close to perfect.

His phone rang in the pocket of his blue and white shorts that he was wearing. He got it out and looked at the Caller I.D. It was Barry his agent. There were some days when the bulbous man was just too much of a pain to deal with but today was not one of those days. Barry had a plan to get him out of the dumps being his tedious career working on: "Children's Church Time! Featuring Ken and Lacy Puppet!". The show in all honestly was dragging and he needed new material to go on but his options were running low. Barry was supposed to fix everything with this one phone call.

"Hello?" The man said as he took another sip of his martini.

"Jimmy, baby! How are you doing on this fine afternoon?" The superfluous agent exclaimed hurting Jimmy's ear in the process.

"I swear Barry, if you yell that again, I will ram my foot so far up your ass and smash your heart with my big toe!"

"God kid… What happened to being all ecstatic for the big news I'm about to give you?" Barry questioned.

"I am beyond ecstatic Barry, but your yelling and being happy is really going to piss me off, you understand?"

"Completely."

"Good. Now what's the news? What have you got for me?" Jimmy asked as he checked how his tanning was going. In all honesty he wanted little Jimmy a bit tanner but he could imagine the tabloids now: "Christian director exposes himself at hotel pool!"… Yeah they would have a hoot with that one.

"You know that reality show? That one that featured a group of teenagers competing as they faced perils unimaginable for 100,000$?"

Jimmy had recalled some type of show like it but never took the time out to watch it. He did know one thing however, that psychopath Chris McClain was the host with his black lover as the Co-Host. Then he thought again: That last statement wasn't valid, but hell, rumors about the two frolicking in daisies were rampant and I wouldn't doubt it if they—

"Jimmy, kid?" Barry interrupted Jimmy's thoughts.

"Yeah, I remember vaguely… Why?" The suspicion in Jimmy's voice was not all that genuine. He just needed to verify if his next thought was actually valid or not.

"Well, they were looking for another star-studded face to host the next season of this campy television show."

"How much are they payin'" Jimmy asked as he looked at his fingernails.

"10,000 an episode, 27 episodes and a 10% increase if the show runs for the next couple of seasons…" Barry said trying to hold back all of his excitement.

"I don't know. That's not in my price range…"

"Come on! Are you serious? The people will just eat you up and all you have to do is sit there and look pretty!"

Jimmy thought a while. It sure beat the lame puppet show that he was already hired on to. And dealing with lame adults was a lot worse than dealing with lame kids who had no future besides either turning to drugs or becoming a D-List celebrity. It was decided.

"I'm not doing it." Jimmy said nonchalantly as he hung up the phone. He would be damned if he let himself be a Chris McClain replacement. The word replacement and Jimmy shouldn't even go In the same sentence. The final answer was no and… Well that was final.

A girl walked up to him, shy-faced as he was putting on his sunglasses.

"Um… Excuse me." She said shyly.

"You saw me putting on my sunglasses, why the hell would you think it's okay to approach me?" Jimmy said in a matter-a-fact kind of way.

"Well I—"

"Everyone should know that when Jimmy Scozzi puts on his sunglasses he should not be bothered. Run along, I don't want to sign anything you have."

The girl ran away crying.

"God, I hate adults…" Jimmy stated as a realization suddenly hit him.

"I hate adults…"

He couldn't go another day with seeing the adult's faces in the studio. He was not going back. These teens would at least be a breath of fresh air and maybe just maybe, he would actually enjoy this job. He picked up his phone and dialed Barry's number.

"I've changed my mind!" Jimmy stood up and exclaimed. "I'll take the job! I mean what could be worse? Right?"

"I'm glad to have you on bored! I'll have someone pick you up in an hour, in the meantime think of some great catchphrases baby!" Barry laughed as Jimmy hung up the phone.

"Chris McClain… Be prepared to be overshadowed. A new Host With The Moist is in town… I mean Host With The Most! Yeah… I like that."

Jimmy exited the pool area with the sweet satisfaction of putting Chris in his place. McClain would rue the day he messed with Jimmy Scozzi.

Alright guys! That was just a preview of your newest host of Total Drama! Meet Jimmy Scozzi, the douchebag actor with the highest pay in North America. And yes… This is a SYOC story but not like the others. For one, I am taking this SUPER SUPER SUPER seriously, meaning, this story WILL GO ON! Unlike all of these other flakey OC stories out there. So without further ado: THE RULES!

Be original! The one thing I do not like are Carbon Copies of characters already made if I wanted to do an AU story, I would do an AU story.

Be grammatically correct and PLEASE SPELL CORRECTLY! I can't stand some of these Applications I see: "Pik Jonny he liks musik an plys gitar". :/ Come on guys…

Have some meat to your character! It warms my heart to see paragraphs of information. I know some authors hate it but I hate the character traits listing things…

I will be very picky! 16 are getting in: 8 guys 8 girls. If you're character didn't make it, don't write a long speech on why I suck… I've been told this many times and at this point it has become redundant. Another note on this, no pity stories… "My character is never submitted!" Well, I honestly do not put any of that into consideration.

Finally, just have fun! I know I sound like a heartless prick but in the long run, I want to make this a very enjoyable story to read. I want to have fun and I want you guys to have fun in this long adventure with me.

~The Application~

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Alright guys, this is going to be an exciting adventure and I can't wait to embark on it with you guys! This is XxMasterHawkexX signing off and wishing you all a lovely summer.