Day 1 - 10:00am
"Day 1 in the Big Brother house and the contestants have yet to arrive. Their identities have been kept secret from the press but now the day has come. Gandalf is the first to arrive."
The door opened and Gandalf walked in carrying his silver case. He walked down the stairs looking in wonder at was to be his home for maybe the next 10 weeks. Placing his case at the bottom of the stairs, Gandalf began to walk around, inspecting everything, clearly pleased about what he saw.
"The next contestant to arrive is Saruman."
Saruman entered with a look of glee on his face and made his way hurriedly down the stairs. His face fell as he reached the bottom and saw Gandalf standing there looking equally downcast.
"Gandalf." Said Saruman curtly.
"Saruman." Said Gandalf, almost as if spitting the name.
"What are you doing here?" Asked Saruman.
"I'm a contestant you fool." Replied Gandalf sarcastically.
"Oh." Said Saruman, and he sniffed turning up his nose. "I see they're letting anyone in."
"I shall not sink to your level of bitching Saruman, however much you goad me."
Saruman turned his back on Gandalf and walked away. Gandalf turned away.
"Well they let you in you nance." He muttered under his breath.
Saruman glanced back suspiciously at Gandalf but he was already heading towards the kitchen. Saruman walked to a door and pushed it open, finding himself in the first bedroom.
"I call this room!" He yelled.
"We have to share Saruman." Replied Gandalf.
"Share?! Saruman the White does not share!" Exclaimed Saruman.
"Fair enough." Called back Gandalf. "I am sure the chickens wouldn't mind moving."
Just as Saruman was about to reply there was a commotion from the top of the stairs and a group of hobbits and cases practically fell through the door. Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin ran down the stairs with squeals of excitement.
"This is fantastic!" Yelled Pippin.
The hobbits proceeded to run rather insanely about the house. First stop was the kitchen. Cupboard doors were pulled open frantically and the contents called out to each other. Then Merry spotted the garden. He ran for the door and slid then open. The other hobbit followed shortly. Sprinting across the garden he reached the vegetable patch.
"Carrots!" He yelled. "They have carrots!"
"5 minutes later, Aragorn, Boromir, Gimli and Legolas enter the house."
Boromir strode in first, a slight swagger in his step. Aragorn entered followed by Gimli. Legolas was the last to enter. As the door closed he let out a yell. All turned to see Legolas bent back, his hair trapped in the door.
"My hair! My hair!" He cried. "It's stuck! My beautiful hair!"
Gimli sighed and strode back up the stairs. Taking a fistful of Legolas' hair, he pulled it free of the door resulting in a scream. Gimli grunted and stomped down the stairs with Legolas following behind trying to retain some dignity.
"The final two to arrive in the house are Sauron and Arwen. The housemates have all collected together in the living area."
The housemates stood up as the door opened and there was the sound of a scuffle outside. At once both Sauron and Arwen squeezed through the door. Each giving each other angry looks (well Sauron more like growled as you could not see his face underneath the metal helmet) and jostled their way down the stairs. The housemates greeted them with warm smiles, shaking hands. The hobbits we rather reluctant to shake hands with Sauron, they couldn't reach in first place, but being polite they say their hellos. They all then proceeded to take a quick tour around the house together with shouts of glee at the things they found.
"Now all housemates have arrived they decide to chose rooms and start unpacking. The four hobbits, Gandalf and Arwen have taken Bedroom 1 while Sauron, Legolas, Gimli, Boromir, Aragorn and Saruman have taken Bedroom 2"
Saruman sat at the end of his bed with his arms folded, pouting. However many times he had tried to persuade the other housemates that the other room might be better for them they did not buy it and had chosen their beds. Now in all bedrooms each housemate were unpacking their suitcases.
"What are they?" Asked Aragorn, pointing at something he noticed in Boromir's case.
Boromir glanced down and his eyes widened in panic. He grabbed hold of the silk boxers shorts with hearts printed on and stuffed them in his drawer. He looked at Aragorn laughed nervously and went back to packing.
Gimli looked through his bag frantically as if he had lost something. Smiling he pulled out a blue cuddly teddy bear and placed it on the pillow. Gently tucking him in under the covers. Legolas had already started to arrange his cosmetics carefully on the spaces provided.
In the 1st bedroom the hobbits were also unpacking. Gandalf, who had only to pull out another grey robe and a couple of books and other necessities, was now sitting smoking a pipe. The hobbits were still unpacking. They watched in surprise as Sam pulled out a couple if kitchen utensils.
"What do you need those for?" Asked Frodo.
"Well I don't leave anywhere with out my pans." Replied Sam.
"And the gardening sheers?" Asked Merry.
Sam uttered something under his breath and they carried on packing.
Arwen was now collecting all her clothes, which had been packed into the suitcase so tight that when she opened it there had been an explosion of dresses and lingerie. She had turned to find one of her bras had landed on Gandalf's head and he stood with a comical expression of bemusement upon his face. With an embarrassed mumble of apology, she whipped it off his head and continued collecting her scattered belongings.
Day1 - 3:00pm - The Diary Room
"Aragorn has been called to the diary room"
Aragorn pushed the door open silently and walked in, his cloak still covering his face, shrouded in mystery and a lit pipe in his hand. Gracefully he lowered himself into the diary room chair and looked at the camera from under his hood.
"Big Brother." He acknowledged.
"Hello Aragorn." Came the man's voice. "How are you feeling after entering the house?"
"I'm feeling." Aragorn mused. "Okay."
"What do you think about your other housemates?" Asked Big Brother.
"They're pleasant enough. But I've only been here a few hours. I can't really say much about them after that long." There was a silence as he took a draw of his pipe and the pipeweed inside that he was given by Merry earlier, lit up. "I am slightly worried though." He eventually said. "I've noticed that Arwen has been looking at me a great deal. And also." There was another pause as he breathed in the smoke around him. "Saruman too."
"Is that all?" Asked Big Brother.
"No." Said Aragorn now being more open. "I'm also kind of disappointed at Boromir."
"And why is that Aragorn?" Asked Big Brother.
Aragorn looked at the camera in front of him and his mouth turned down at the corners slightly.
"He's been offering mini rolls around to everybody else but he hasn't offered me one."
Day 1 - 11:36pm
"The housemates have opened the bottles of wine given to them by Big Brother as a welcome gift and have been drink steadily through the evening. They have decided to play a game where each housemate tell three facts about themselves and the other housemates must choose which one is true."
"Me first!" Yelled Sauron, standing up from the sofa and standing before the housemates with a glass of wine clutched in his hand. "Right. You are never, ever gonna get mine." And he laughed. The hobbits flinched and moved closer together. "My three facts about moi are. 1, I have two children. 2, I was once a air hostess." Sam winced as if he had just had a rather unpleasant vision. ".And 3, I was once offered the position of Leader of the World Hippy Federation."
The housemates looked at each other blankly wondering which of these somewhat misfit ting statements were true.
"Oh Come on!" Said Sauron, swinging his hand containing the wine gals and little to violently and splashing some on the carpet.
"Errr." Said Boromir hesitantly. "You were once and air hostess?" And he laughed.
"Ding, ding! End of round 1 and Boromir of Gondor is the winner!" Yelled Sauron and he collapsed on the sofa giggling.
Sam again winced at the rather disturbing image that was in his head. Everyone else looked worriedly at Sauron who was lying face down, a cushion over his face giggling, the wine glass and it's contents tipped all over the floor.
"Who's next?" Asked Gandalf.
"Day 1 in the Big Brother house and the contestants have yet to arrive. Their identities have been kept secret from the press but now the day has come. Gandalf is the first to arrive."
The door opened and Gandalf walked in carrying his silver case. He walked down the stairs looking in wonder at was to be his home for maybe the next 10 weeks. Placing his case at the bottom of the stairs, Gandalf began to walk around, inspecting everything, clearly pleased about what he saw.
"The next contestant to arrive is Saruman."
Saruman entered with a look of glee on his face and made his way hurriedly down the stairs. His face fell as he reached the bottom and saw Gandalf standing there looking equally downcast.
"Gandalf." Said Saruman curtly.
"Saruman." Said Gandalf, almost as if spitting the name.
"What are you doing here?" Asked Saruman.
"I'm a contestant you fool." Replied Gandalf sarcastically.
"Oh." Said Saruman, and he sniffed turning up his nose. "I see they're letting anyone in."
"I shall not sink to your level of bitching Saruman, however much you goad me."
Saruman turned his back on Gandalf and walked away. Gandalf turned away.
"Well they let you in you nance." He muttered under his breath.
Saruman glanced back suspiciously at Gandalf but he was already heading towards the kitchen. Saruman walked to a door and pushed it open, finding himself in the first bedroom.
"I call this room!" He yelled.
"We have to share Saruman." Replied Gandalf.
"Share?! Saruman the White does not share!" Exclaimed Saruman.
"Fair enough." Called back Gandalf. "I am sure the chickens wouldn't mind moving."
Just as Saruman was about to reply there was a commotion from the top of the stairs and a group of hobbits and cases practically fell through the door. Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin ran down the stairs with squeals of excitement.
"This is fantastic!" Yelled Pippin.
The hobbits proceeded to run rather insanely about the house. First stop was the kitchen. Cupboard doors were pulled open frantically and the contents called out to each other. Then Merry spotted the garden. He ran for the door and slid then open. The other hobbit followed shortly. Sprinting across the garden he reached the vegetable patch.
"Carrots!" He yelled. "They have carrots!"
"5 minutes later, Aragorn, Boromir, Gimli and Legolas enter the house."
Boromir strode in first, a slight swagger in his step. Aragorn entered followed by Gimli. Legolas was the last to enter. As the door closed he let out a yell. All turned to see Legolas bent back, his hair trapped in the door.
"My hair! My hair!" He cried. "It's stuck! My beautiful hair!"
Gimli sighed and strode back up the stairs. Taking a fistful of Legolas' hair, he pulled it free of the door resulting in a scream. Gimli grunted and stomped down the stairs with Legolas following behind trying to retain some dignity.
"The final two to arrive in the house are Sauron and Arwen. The housemates have all collected together in the living area."
The housemates stood up as the door opened and there was the sound of a scuffle outside. At once both Sauron and Arwen squeezed through the door. Each giving each other angry looks (well Sauron more like growled as you could not see his face underneath the metal helmet) and jostled their way down the stairs. The housemates greeted them with warm smiles, shaking hands. The hobbits we rather reluctant to shake hands with Sauron, they couldn't reach in first place, but being polite they say their hellos. They all then proceeded to take a quick tour around the house together with shouts of glee at the things they found.
"Now all housemates have arrived they decide to chose rooms and start unpacking. The four hobbits, Gandalf and Arwen have taken Bedroom 1 while Sauron, Legolas, Gimli, Boromir, Aragorn and Saruman have taken Bedroom 2"
Saruman sat at the end of his bed with his arms folded, pouting. However many times he had tried to persuade the other housemates that the other room might be better for them they did not buy it and had chosen their beds. Now in all bedrooms each housemate were unpacking their suitcases.
"What are they?" Asked Aragorn, pointing at something he noticed in Boromir's case.
Boromir glanced down and his eyes widened in panic. He grabbed hold of the silk boxers shorts with hearts printed on and stuffed them in his drawer. He looked at Aragorn laughed nervously and went back to packing.
Gimli looked through his bag frantically as if he had lost something. Smiling he pulled out a blue cuddly teddy bear and placed it on the pillow. Gently tucking him in under the covers. Legolas had already started to arrange his cosmetics carefully on the spaces provided.
In the 1st bedroom the hobbits were also unpacking. Gandalf, who had only to pull out another grey robe and a couple of books and other necessities, was now sitting smoking a pipe. The hobbits were still unpacking. They watched in surprise as Sam pulled out a couple if kitchen utensils.
"What do you need those for?" Asked Frodo.
"Well I don't leave anywhere with out my pans." Replied Sam.
"And the gardening sheers?" Asked Merry.
Sam uttered something under his breath and they carried on packing.
Arwen was now collecting all her clothes, which had been packed into the suitcase so tight that when she opened it there had been an explosion of dresses and lingerie. She had turned to find one of her bras had landed on Gandalf's head and he stood with a comical expression of bemusement upon his face. With an embarrassed mumble of apology, she whipped it off his head and continued collecting her scattered belongings.
Day1 - 3:00pm - The Diary Room
"Aragorn has been called to the diary room"
Aragorn pushed the door open silently and walked in, his cloak still covering his face, shrouded in mystery and a lit pipe in his hand. Gracefully he lowered himself into the diary room chair and looked at the camera from under his hood.
"Big Brother." He acknowledged.
"Hello Aragorn." Came the man's voice. "How are you feeling after entering the house?"
"I'm feeling." Aragorn mused. "Okay."
"What do you think about your other housemates?" Asked Big Brother.
"They're pleasant enough. But I've only been here a few hours. I can't really say much about them after that long." There was a silence as he took a draw of his pipe and the pipeweed inside that he was given by Merry earlier, lit up. "I am slightly worried though." He eventually said. "I've noticed that Arwen has been looking at me a great deal. And also." There was another pause as he breathed in the smoke around him. "Saruman too."
"Is that all?" Asked Big Brother.
"No." Said Aragorn now being more open. "I'm also kind of disappointed at Boromir."
"And why is that Aragorn?" Asked Big Brother.
Aragorn looked at the camera in front of him and his mouth turned down at the corners slightly.
"He's been offering mini rolls around to everybody else but he hasn't offered me one."
Day 1 - 11:36pm
"The housemates have opened the bottles of wine given to them by Big Brother as a welcome gift and have been drink steadily through the evening. They have decided to play a game where each housemate tell three facts about themselves and the other housemates must choose which one is true."
"Me first!" Yelled Sauron, standing up from the sofa and standing before the housemates with a glass of wine clutched in his hand. "Right. You are never, ever gonna get mine." And he laughed. The hobbits flinched and moved closer together. "My three facts about moi are. 1, I have two children. 2, I was once a air hostess." Sam winced as if he had just had a rather unpleasant vision. ".And 3, I was once offered the position of Leader of the World Hippy Federation."
The housemates looked at each other blankly wondering which of these somewhat misfit ting statements were true.
"Oh Come on!" Said Sauron, swinging his hand containing the wine gals and little to violently and splashing some on the carpet.
"Errr." Said Boromir hesitantly. "You were once and air hostess?" And he laughed.
"Ding, ding! End of round 1 and Boromir of Gondor is the winner!" Yelled Sauron and he collapsed on the sofa giggling.
Sam again winced at the rather disturbing image that was in his head. Everyone else looked worriedly at Sauron who was lying face down, a cushion over his face giggling, the wine glass and it's contents tipped all over the floor.
"Who's next?" Asked Gandalf.