Lowell Bean

Lowell had always been a bit of a loner. Not in a bad way. It was his choice. He had friends, and people he enjoyed hanging out with. He just enjoyed spending time by himself more. Outside observers had always thought of him as a bit odd for that fact but he didn’t mind. When he was alone it gave him more time to think, and for Lowell thinking meant making money.

Lowell had been in the library at his favorite workstation when he got the notification that he had been selected. He smiled to himself when he had. Getting invited to join the competition hadn’t been necessary for his plan, but he was happy that he had.

Lowell loved to gamble. What others saw on the outside as an introvert doing homework in the Library, was actually a cunning and smart researcher who was constantly looking at stats and data points that could help him make accurate predictions. And Lowell was a very good gambler. He had made over 50k alone in the past year on sports betting.

But gambling was an expensive hobby and as such he was always on the lookout for opportunities to get more cash… to try and turn into even more cash. If he could win 30k? Great. But even if he lost he thoroughly intended to make money betting on the other competitions. By being another contestant he had an inside scoop.

Physical Description: Lowell is tall, thin, and lanky. Always has been and he figured he always would be. He figured it leaned into his nerdy appearance and people's perceptions of him. He didn’t care and he almost preferred it that way. He also wasn’t picky when it came to who he found attractive. To him it was all an odds game. Why try and go for the hot sorority girl where the odds were way better with the slightly chubby girl in the marching band? Everything to him was about the odds. And he had started to develop a small cult following around the not so attractive girls around campus for his very large cock and seemingly innate ability to make any girl cum.