The jealous new admirer. The boisterous cop. The not so straight best friend. The distant, bitter, but strangely attractive ex-soldier. The womanizing cowboy. The pale, vampiric author. The handsome, fatherly teacher. The sarcastic, cruel lawyer. The fiery, tenacious bartender. The bald, amiable FBI agent. The coarse, streetwise airplane pilot. Sounds like a scene from a soap opera, right? It's not. It's a reality show.
You get paired with your least likely match and are forced to live together for two (or was it three?) Months. During that time, you participate in certain challenges that test your teamwork and trust in one another. At the end of the show, those who have performed the best are given one million dollars and permission to do what you will with it.
How do I know this? Oh, I'm not an avid fan, not by a long shot. Any show that forces men to share a house for an extended period of time is way out of my league. And still, I'm a contestant. Why?
Because my homosexual little brother wants to see me make it with another man on prime time television. So, I, Cloud Strife, am stuck participating in a reality show called 'Real Emotion.'
