Openly Sourced: An Open Source Objects TF Saga

Enter the Dome

Everyone in the dome, report to the center for further details.

Everyone then began to walk towards the center, some hesitant yet still curious, as they're all going to find out what Craig Boxer meant by game. Hopefully it's just some temporary competition and not some kind of trap where people turn into objects.

Everyone waited and waited until the podium then began to lower itself as Craig and his four children - Ryker, Blaine, Gretchen, and Yvette were descending from the sky... Craig himself being ready to give off the greatest speech of his life.

Craig cleared his throat before looking into his cards, "Hello, 34 contestants, I am honored to see you all participate in this amazing event! Many people would be jealous of you participating in this game... a chance to get famous, a chance to find unforeseen riches, a chance to make your loved ones proud, you get the idea." He paused before continuing, "Also, I'd like to present you all the rules of this game before you guys head off towards your room and get ready. Firstly, I'd like you all to hand over your phones in order not to spoil any episodes or any of that jazz."

There was chatter amongst the groups.
"But I can't live without my phone!" Clarissa cried out.
"Yeah, how am I going to keep out with my image?!" Regina scoffed, "Do you even know WHO I am?! I am not some PEASANT!"
"And how am I going to talk to my boyfriend?" Clarissa asked.
"That's the neat part, you dont!" Chase scoffed.
"How dare you speak to me, you pathetic simp-for-a-stepford-looking-bitch!" Clarissa shouted.
"Guys, calm down, I know that you are all being irrational about being on your phones, but please, can you just listen to Craig for once?" Phoenix asked.
"Shut up, Winters!" Isaac shouted, "I need my phone to call my mother and how would you like it if you weren't able to call your aunt?!"
"Yeah, I wouldn't like it, but what if he's threatening to kill us if we don't listen to him?" Phoenix asked.
"Well, it would be terrible wouldn't it?!" Isaac scoffed.

Almost everyone then headed towards the box, and placed their phones inside of the box, all except for Clarissa and Regina, who all think they were better than everyone, but Ryker snatched both of the high-class bitches' phones and placed into the box.

"Clairssa, Regina, you both should know that you are of equal status as everyone else, no more royalty, no more peasantry." Craig scoffed, "Now as for the second rule, curfew starts at 11pm and ends at 6am, anyone who breaks curfew will be punished accordingly."
"But I love staying up late! Don't treat us like little children!" Gwendolyn scoffed.
"Same here!" Valerie scoffed as well.
"Woah, you two both share a thing in common, nice!" Grant smirked at both Gwen and Valerie.
"Grant, don't compare me with a shopaholic whore!" Gwen scoffed.
"Hey! I'm no whore!" Valerie scoffed, "Then you are a thug!"

Craig then used his air horn, causing everyone to go silent as well, "Alright, the next rule is that if you see the OFF-LIMITS or Authorized Personnel Only or anything along those lines sign, stay out if you know what is good for you!" Craig shouted, "And the last rule is that nobody should leave the dome until the program is done, which means, no leaving that door." He pointed right at the metal door leading to the exit.

"Anyways, you can do anything if you are not breaking the rules, but remember, there will be consequences for your actions and I will be seeing who's really doing what. So, don't misbehave!" Craig then headed back to his room, along with his four amazing children, "And keep an eye out for the leaderboard screen, right now, it is in no particular order..." Craig winked. (Not the TF order BTW, and no, the TF Order is not alphabetical either)

Leaderboard
Chase Terrance
Isaac Holden
Rosemary Wheeler
Phoenix Winters
Takashi Shima
Simon Cullen
Dorothy Goldwyn
Darcy Goldwyn
Delilah Goldwyn
Grant Finnegan
Gwendolyn Raymond
Estrella Cordelia
Deanna Shard
Peony Cheryl
Mikaela Boomer
Bessie Sycamore
Cynthia Baron
Lydia Timmons
Cobalt Price
Peggy Price
Blythe Oakley
Purro Tchaikovsky
Valerie Pearson
Paisley Bay
Serena Vega
Howard Lee
Nadia Clarence
Clarissa Fraser
Indigo Hall
Gladys Hervatin
Oswald Norcross
Cornelius Cobbler
Regina Tanner
Odessa Barnes

Wait, I don't think we have really met Gladys yet. Gladys was staring right at Clarissa, punching her open hand in a threatening manner. Gladys looked very angry and hated snooty people, especially spoilt brats and gold diggers.

Back to Lydia, she wasn't a very happy camper, she knew that she was trapped inside of a dome, with a whole bunch of strangers, not many people she knew until now. Lydia has always been inside of a neighborhood that she has been in for long enough to know everybody, and she hated most people back at her neighborhood, she hated how naive they were as well.

Lydia knew now that she had to survive whatever Craig has set up and survive the strangers surrounding her as well. And she is going to hate every second of it.

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A/N: Yay! The prologue of Openly Sourced has been complete and now this is the first installment of a series I would like to call: The League of Hosts, which will follow through non-BFDI/II TF sagas.

Thank you for reading
~♡SoulBFKinz/JBK85♡