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“Last time on Total Drama!” Chris McLean’s familiar voice echoed once the signature logo for Total Drama appeared on the screen. The camera panned around to show an abandoned film lot filled with multiple studios, trailers, lights, cameras, and action.

“Three seasons have come and gone where sixty-six contestants have all come to the islands in the greater Muskoka Wawanakwa lake system. Wooly beavers, Radioactive Waste, Mechanical Islands, and cunning strategy plagued their moldable, fluid, shapeable little heads as they tried to win a grand prize of ONE MILLION DOLLARS!” A montage of Island, Revenge, and Pahkitew played as Chris explained the blurb. Several hands of different skin colors were shown grabbing marshmallows and opening doors as soundless arguments were heard on screen. “Only three could prevail, the cunningest of the cunning, and you’d be forgiven for thinking we’re done.”

“But now, a new season begins, not on an island, but in this once abandoned film lot, now repurposed as the Drama Network Studios, ready for twenty four hopefuls!” Dakota suddenly took over the narration, standing in front of a film lot with a hastily attached sign for the Drama Network. “This franchise has no brakes and now we’re taking it to the silver screen!”

The camera whipped to establish shots of the film lot. A replica of the thousand foot cliff stood at one end before giving way to outdoor sets that lined the base of the artificial mountain. Several dozen smaller soundstages seemed to line the majority of the lot in a grid like pattern before another common space, this one much larger, played host to several trailers that would play host to the unfortunate campers for the season. 

Another camera shot showed Chef walking out of a large canvas tent that looked big enough to host several large rooms. “Here is where I’ll be doing the cooking and the cleaning, just so our campers can take a taste of the old Wawanakwa food,” Chef grumbled.

The camera again changed to Chris in front of what looked like an editing studio where the feed of many cameras were shown on the screen. “We have old friends, new interns, classic mutants, and all the fixings of a new season of Total Drama.” Chris suddenly exited the editing studio where a wooly beaver and a bear were shunting props across the lot. A familiar face was seen juggling several tablets as he raced to chase after the bear and the beaver. “What will be in store for the campers this time around? Find out on this season of TOTAL! DRAMA! ACTION!”

Theme Song plays in the background

As the camera cut away from Chris, it cut to Chef driving a set of carts filled with twelve fresh new faces, the camera panned to two boys. Both wearing white and baby blue hockey jerseys with an angry owl mascot displayed on the front of their jerseys. One boy had a white complexion with longer light brown fluffy hair, and a backwards red hat and brown cargo shorts and orange shoes. The other boy had a brown complexion with fluffy black hair. He wore blue gym shorts and a pair of orange sneakers. 

“Yo Rajee!” The boy with the hat exclaimed. “I can’t believe we made it onto Total Drama eh!” 

“Same here homie. We’re going to kill this competition!” Raj replied. As the two boys high fived each other. Another boy turned around to talk to them. 

“Are you guys hockey bros?” The boy asked. He wore a light green t-shirt with a power symbol on his chest over a cream colored long sleeve. He had slick spiky black hair with a small amount of facial hair on his chin. He wore blue jeans and black sneakers and he looked to be of vietnamese descent.

“Yeah man!” Raj replied. “Do you play?”

“Yeah! I lace them up every once in a while. My name is Devin by the way!” Devin exclaimed, reaching his hand out to the two boys to shake hands. 

“Nice to meet you Devin, I’m Wayne,” Wayne said, shaking his hand. “If they have an ice rink here, we should try and play a game!”

“For sure homie!” Devin replied.

Confessional, Wayne

Not even a few minutes in and Rajee and I have already made a new hockey buddy. We got this in the bag, like we bagged those Alberta Canucks last month.

“They seem like cool dudes,” Devin said to a blonde girl next to him as he turned back around to face the front of the car.

The girl had curly blonde hair and a green thin sweater, she wore a cyan long sleeve shirt under the sweater that poked out at the end of her sleeves. The shirt was tucked into her light blue skinny jeans with the cuffs rolled up past her ankles, they were held up by a small brown belt. A pair of black sneakers completed her look.

“Yeah homie! I’m so excited to compete, and hopefully bring back home that million bucks!” She responded with a wide smile and a fist pump.

“You mean when I bring that million back?” Devin responded with a chuckle.

“Yeah right,” She replied with an eye roll.

Confessional, Carrie

Oh my god this is my first ever confessional! Hi my name is Carrie! And I am so excited to be here. Obviously Devin is my best friend from home. We’ve been homies ever since childhood. But… I uh… do have a bit of a crush on him. Sadly he just went through a nasty break up with his ex Shelly… and he is uh… coping… at the moment. But he does seem way happier now that he’s here!

In the seat directly in front of the best friends sat two girls. On the left one girl wore a black crop top with a devil logo on the left along with a black and red patterned skirt, complemented by gray stockings and red ankle high boots. She wore a cross around her neck, spike bracelets, and a black choker all accessorized her look. Her legs were crossed as she stared out the side of the cart and she was clearly muscular and fit. Glancing over to the other girl she muttered “Those guys sure seem chummy.”

“Yeah…” The other girl replied. She had tanned skin and long flowing black hair. She wore a red shirt with a white sun displayed on it that had a variety of red string criss crossing over the decal, outside of that she wore a pair of black shorts and a basic pair of gray sneakers and socks. “What’s your name?”

“Hilde,” The girl gruffed. “Yours?”

“Raihan! I don’t know about you, but I’m just excited to be away from home for once.”

“Yeah… I guess. I’m just ready for the competition to start,” Hilde replied, glancing over to Raihan and then back to the two duos behind her.

“I feel that. I just want to make sure this experience is perfect!

Confessional, Raihan

That Hilde seems a bit rough around the edges. But either way, I just want to make sure this goes picture perfect for me. Failure is not an option.

The camera cut to another pair. One girl and one boy. The girl had pink and maroon pig tailed hair and gray piercing eyes. She had the same colored lipstick as her hair, and her pale skin emphasized her creepy smile. She wore a black skirt and corset that was laced with pink string and her arm sleeves were puffed up. She had pink and black striped long socks that went up past her knees, and a pair that looked to be a double platform shoe with a two inch piece at the front and back of her shoes.

The boy was much simpler in comparison, he had long black hair tied back into a long ponytail that flowed down to the middle of his back, and a light brown skin complexion. He wore a backwards green hat, a plain baggy yellow t-shirt, and some baggy red pants, as well as some basic white sneakers.

“Why hello there…” The girl said, leaning over to the guy. “What’s your name,” She said, pausing between each syllable. 

“Well my full name is Hezekias, but you can just call me Zee,” Zee replied, kicking his feet up to the chair in front of him and leaning back. “What’s your name?”

“Lauren…. I hope you have a wonderful stay here… from what I saw in the first seasons… there’s a lot of screaming.” Lauren said, leaning in further towards Zee, reaching back into her dress as if to pull something out.

“No big deal. I’m sure it’s all a bunch of fun.” Zee let out a relaxed chuckle.

“Yes yes no big deal,” Lauren replied, moving back away from Zee and turning her head to see a blonde girl looking incredibly annoyed.

Confessional, Lauren

I applied for this show because it is the only reality TV show that seems to encourage… people. I hope we get another horror challenge… then I can really show my skills.

A thicker girl with a white skin complexion, wore an orange long sleeve sweater over a white collared shirt and frilly white skirt. The edges of the sweater were a burnt orange in contrast to the lighter orange. She had slick blonde hair that was tied back into a small ponytail with a pink scrunchy. Her look was completed with a pair of white and pink sneakers. She sat next to a boy, who looked incredibly uncomfortable.

He was a shorter and skinny boy with an olive skin tone, heart shaped face and long nose. His hair was a complete mess of red curls. He sported a red polo that had “Fueled by Musicals and Tea” printed on it in sparkly yellow letters in the right corner of his shirt, and a pair of basic brown jeans. He also wears a pair of closed-toe shoes that match his brown colored jeans.

“Um… I’m sorry to ask, but what seems to be troubling you?” The boy asked,

“Ugh my ex is here. He’s quite frankly the worst. We had a really bad break up before I came on here. I didn’t think he’d be here too!” She exclaimed, her head turning towards the direction of another boy towards the back of the set of cars.

“That sucks, I couldn’t imagine what you’re going through… My name is Angelo by the way,” Angelo said, extending his shaky hand for an awkward handshake.

“I’m Emma,” She replied, accepting the handshake and giving the boy a smile. “Sorry if I’m pissed. It’s just a lot right now.”

‘It’s okay. I understand,” Angelo said, giving a small smile in return.

Confessional, Emma

I cannot BELIEVE Chase is here too. We used to live in this house together with his buds, and we’d do pranks on each other. But one of his pranks went way too far that I had to break up with him, just for my own safety.

Confessional, Angelo

I hope some of these people are a bit more open. I’m really timid as is, big personalities could be really bad for me.

The camera cut to the final two people at the back of the cars. Two boys, one had poofy jet black hair and tanned skin, along with a bright red sweatshirt and long bright yellow cargo pants and a pair of blue sneakers rounded out his look, complimenting his confident smirk. 

The other boy was a bit shorter than his seatmate, with short black hair and a dark skin tone. He wore a simple pair of blue jeans and black sneakers that complimented his green sports jacket, with his yellow T-shirt peeking through the opening near his neck. The boy turned to the red hoodie boy and stared at him, as if analyzing him before speaking, “You seem awfully happy to be here, my name’s Devante, how are you?” Devante asked the boy, extending his hand out for a handshake.

“Nice to meet you Devante, I’m Chase. And yeah I am STOKED to be here!” Chase exclaimed, pumping both his fists in the air.

“You like being on camera or something?” Devante asked, his eye brow raising, perplexed.

“Yeah actually. I run a Youtube channel with a couple of my buds. My girlfriend used to be on too, but then she dumped me. I’m not really sure why honestly,” Chase exclaimed, lowering his fists, his demeanor calming a bit but still clearly excited.

“Interesting… I mean you seem like a fun enough guy, if we end up on the same team, would you be down to work together?”

“For sure dude!”

Confessional, Devante

What’s up! I’m Devante and I am here to PLAY! At the end of the day this is a game, nothing more nothing less. The sooner I pick up allies, the better positioned I’ll be in the long run, because I guarantee you, no one else here is thinking like I am.

“Welcome everyone to Total Drama Action!” Several monitors dropped from the ceiling of each tramcar displaying Chris at the front of the tram in a guided position. He was holding one end of the radio and speaking into it with his trademark smile flashing through. “This isn’t the old island, we’re in new territory, and thank you for joining us on the ride. If you look to your left you’ll see Fang and the wooly beavers keeping the mess tent in tip top condition.”

The new campers looked on as the troop of mutants hauled crate after crate of supplies for the season into the mess tent. Some of them were labeled in a language unfamiliar to a lot of them while others seemed to have dangerous insignia located on the wood. “They will also be providing double duty as security and their contracts allow under my authority as the Chief prehistoric researcher of the Muskoka-Wawanakwa paleolithic climate and environment specializing in anthropogenic integration.”

“I wonder what they taste like,” Lauren chirped. 

“Under their current contract, NO!” Chris loudly shouted. “Several other members of the Wawanakwa greater ecosystem have been approved as employees for the season so don’t be surprised when you see them doing their roles.” The tour took the campers past one of the soundstages where several interns were working under the strict eye of a shark in a tank.

“Yo I think this place is where my homies from three girls and a guy in a condo snuck in,” Chase pointed to a conspicuous hole in the fencing. “They got spooked out by this lame security guard.” 

The tour took the campers through more of the trailers and soundstages before stopping in front of a makeup trailer that seemed to have multiple connection points to other rooms. “And here we are at the main confessional station. This time it’ll take place in a small multi-room makeup trailer for perfect double and triple confessionals,” Chris explained.

“Why would we need to have multiple confessionals going on at once?” Emma inquired.

“There was a test offscreen for how many alumni could fit in the total drama confessional, and six was the maximum. This time, it can hold eight,” Chris explained.

“That doesn’t seem like much of an increase,” Devante pointed out.

“Any complaints can and should be handled in the confessional, which we’ll splice in the beginning.” Chris explained. “Get confessing.”

Confessional, Emma

Well, you can see me here a lot if Chase lasts way too long. Other than that… I like the makeup here, I used to have a sponsorship from a makeup company before… CHASE!!!!

Confessional, Raihan

Am I the only one who noticed the confessional was on wheels? What if this thing is parked on a slope and we go spiraling out of control?! No, that won’t happen….this soon… I think…

Once all the rookies left their confessionals they piled again into the tram, being taken to a rather broad alley made up like a city street.

“Now if you’ll look to your right you’ll see our latest intern in the tech department, Samuel Gleeson, with twelve movie posters of notorious total drama floppy favorites!” 

The tram stopped in line where Sam, Total Drama Pahkitew Alumnus, drove a similarly long cart holding twelve posters in something of a train. “They’re big posters, aren’t they?” Carrie noted. 

“The art looks nice, but I can’t help but think that the frames would have to be cut to a good level. The depth is off for some of them, and a lot of them seem weirdly stylized,” Devante criticized.

“Why don’t we see any of their faces?” asked Raihan.

The camera focused on a poster of a beach scene. Towards the front a figure in reclining on an army green beach chair suddenly started to twitch. The first to notice, Wayne, pointed a sleeved hand towards the poster as the rookies started to crowd around. “Last time I was on an island I learned that the tallest of poppies always get cut,” a familiar and soothing voice started from the poster. “I didn’t make much of an impact on the cast but it was clear that yes, beauty can slay. With no queen bees or smart alecks I’m ready to make a mark. That island was good…”

Sam seemed to hit a button as the figure on the chair slowly rose. Dressed in a simple green shirt that tightly hugged his pecs and tapered waist, the figure in the posture stepped down from the poster. “But now I’m somewhere I can grow to my biggest potential.”

A rolled up scroll on top of the poster suddenly unfolded, making a flag of denim blue and dark green. At the top was the name, Justin in stylized vaguely hawaiian looking font.

Confessional, Justin, Island 27th

I’m here as the lowest ranked competitor. I’ve definitely got a lot to prove, so you can bet I’m going to be gracing your screen with my face for a lot longer.

“He’s even hotter in person!” Emma squealed. “Wait.. we’re competing with him?” 

“He doesn’t look that good,” Chase snorted. 

“Jealous?” Hilde asked curiously from the car in front of Chase. If Chase heard him, he didn’t respond.

Confessional, Hilde

He so heard me.

Confessional, Chase

They just had to bring in returnees to steal my thunder. And OF COURSE they lead with that one. Seems like a classic clickbait thumbnail to me.

Another figure in another poster, this one stylized much like an old western film, started to stir. A vaguely spaghetti western soundtrack started to play just as the figure, clad in jeans and adorable pink sandals, started to tap to the music. “I’m bringing more than just my good looks this season.,” The contestants heard the figure speak in a southern accent. “I’ve brought a lot of beauty, grace, nobility, and good ol’ charm in order to win the game” 

The plump girl jumped from the set piece with a good old fashioned holla. ”Last time I won the heart of the wizard so now the best thing to go back for is a rootin’ tootin’ and hollerin’ good time on my way to a million dollars!”

Sam pressed a button on a tablet and down unfolded a poster. Sugar was written on the top of the flag with a pink and yellow background.

Confessional, Sugar, Pahkitew 14th

I’ve won the wizard and the only thing that’ll complete my fairy tale ending is getting to the end. You can bet that this sweet old girl is gonna leave with an even sweeter million buckaroos!

“Their romance was so sweet! But then she idoled him out," Carrie quickly mentioned. 

Devin gave a sad moan in response.

“Come on, aren’t you excited to see these people?” Emma asked. “I never thought I'd meet any of them.”

Confessional, Devin

For those of you at home, I just got out of a long term relationship… or more like I was kicked out of… so any mention of love makes me feel… a mix of homesickness and anger.

The next poster to suddenly spring to life was of a crowded underground club. A strange techno beat began playing from some speakers as the figure in the poster started bopping his head along to the music. The lights started to flicker in the scene while the figure started to speak. “Last time I was on Total Drama Island, I was manipulated,” he said simply. “I came to make friends but I failed at that. It’s time for a remix.”

The lights in the poster turned on as the figure’s face was made much more clear. “Now I’m bringing in all the melodies, harmonies, and rhythms to bring the beat for the competition!”

He struck a pose just as the lights shone brightly and the poster unraveled, revealing Beardo in neon colored writing, and a dark gray and black plus flag behind him.

Confessional, Beardo, Island 23rd

Yeah I’m out there, I’m strange, but I’m back, and I’m ready not just to make friends, but to go all the way! (he makes the sound much like a victory jingle). And hopefully this time there isn’t a Heather that can stop me.

“Oh that guy,” Zee spoke up. “He seemed chill. Glad they’re letting people come from the lower ranks.” Zee took a sip of his orange soda.

“Where’d you get that again?” Hilde asked.

Zee’s eyes suddenly shot open. “I don’t know…”

Confessional, Zee

Oh you thought I had an answer here. Nah man, I’m just enjoying the ride with a drink in my hand.

The campers captured another bit of movement in another movie poster, or more accurately, another diorama. The post apocalyptic scene seemed to have cardboard humanoid figures in them, including one that looked like a pallid diseased Celine Dion. One of the figures blending in with the others started to stir. “Total Drama Island wasn’t too bad, too many people if you ask me, but I know I could have done much better.”

The figure started marching forward into a more visible position for the rookies. “I got the girl and I could have gotten more but my new life unfortunately needs more money to make it sustainable. I’ve prepared for the apocalypse, so better be ready rookies.”

One more imposing step brought the veteran out of the diorama. With something of a confident glare, he fixed his orange vest, adjusted his olive beanie, and stared at the camera with a surprisingly badass pose. With another button pressed, Shawn’s name was displayed in post apunkalyptic type face on an olive and orange flag.

Confessional, Shawn, Island 13th

I scraped into the merge last time, but Jasmine and I are still going strong, still looking at land to build our bunkers. But now I’ve gotta go back and earn it for our future homestead. 

“He’s cute, but the fear his girlfriend had was a lot sweeter in that one episode,” Lauren seemed to chitter. 

“Fear?” Devante suddenly shot up. “Umm, Are you sure you’re here for the right reasons?”

“What reasons are there?” Lauren gave Devante an unnerving smile.

Mercifully the conversation was cut short when another diorama seemed to spring to life with the splashing of the water. It became clear that there was a small set piece made to look like the bow of a luxury yacht and the tanning figure on board put down their tanning mirror. “La última vez que me vieron,” a Spanish beat started to play. “You saw me making a smooch, causing mayhem, and being one hundred and ninety percent me. I have more to prove this time, and not just in the game.”

The figure stood up, flaunting her dazzling good looks with a sassalicious sway to her steps and to her hips. “I’m not going down without a fight and estoy segura como la mierda not leaving without the million in my hand this time, and my family will be in the lap of luxury again!”

A Spanish flamenco beat began just as the figure stepped out of the diorama. She struck a model worthy pose as her flag unfurled behind her, reading Carmen in cursive.

Confessional, Carmen, ROTI 15th

Hola! Que tal putitas?! I’m back and ready to lighten up this game like a candle! So glad to be back, but it’ll be even better when I come home with the million. Esta chica is going to be on the right side of the votes this time.

“Oh hello!” Chase exclaimed, staring at the latina, Emma gave a massive eye roll,

Carmen gave a nice smirk as she sat next to Justin, “Hello there handsome.”

Justin gave Carmen a bright smile and a wink, before turning his head back towards the main group, Carmen rolled her eyes, crossed her legs and also turned towards the group.

The camera cut back to another rolled up poster, this one bright pink and light blue, as a remixed Sex and the City theme began to play in the background.

“Where does this music keep coming from Rajee?” Wayne exclaimed.

“How am I supposed to know?” Raj replied.

“I don’t know,...” Wayne deadpanned.

The new campers’ focus went towards another diorama of a downtown city scene. High rises surrounded the focal figure, clad in a trench coat and red high heels as they faced away from the camera. “Last time I got caught in an unfortunate trap, out of my scene, and without any allies.” 

The woman speaking shed her trench coat and kicked off her high heels to jump into more practical shoes for walking. She did a glamorous twirl before facing the camera and the contestants. “This time around, I’m back in my element, with a new game plan, and I’m ready to slide right into victory!” Her poster fell behind her in a beige and light blue color with her name, Tem, in a font that appeared to give off the notion of neon lights

Confessional, Tem, Island 21st

Let’s be real. I should not have been voted out that early last time. I’ve come way more prepared and way more ready to kick some serious butt!

Suddenly a loud set of electric guitars and drums came on the speakers along with a voice singing in a non-english language. It sounded incredibly hype, as if getting you ready for an epic showdown. 

“Oh this is the Attack on Titan opening theme,” Raj stated matter of factly

Everyone shot Raj a weird glance as if surprised he even knew that.

“What? I watch anime!” Raj said with a shrug to which Wayne nodded in agreement.

Confessional, Raj

Any athlete who says they don’t watch anime is lying. They all do.

Amidst the pre-recorded soundtrack a voice began to speak, this one coming from someone posed and ready to run away from the front of the diorama. “I played the game loose and wild. I got into a power position with a certain stalker but all that changed when the team swap attacked. I faced the schemer of the season and I lost.”

The owner of the voice jumped and spun around, revealing a blue tracksuit and his hair tied in a long ponytail down his back. “This time around I’m not bound by anyone before or after. I’m going to make a new me and a new win.” The poster dropped from behind him, revealing a font reading ‘Carson’ in a stylized and debatably hard to read font.

As the poster began to move, the person seemed incredibly grumpy as his muffled grunts could be heard across the lot. “Dammit Chris this is Attack on Titan not Running With the Wind you absolute uncultured… Ugh.”

“Carson everyone….” Chris deadpanned, swinging his arm out towards the direction of Carson.

“Hello everyone,” Carson waved, taking his seat behind Carmen and Justin in the trolly car.

Confessional, Carson, ROTI 10th

My main goal this season is to keep my paranoia in check. I cut my most loyal ally too soon, and then I did it again at the swap. If I just keep my head in check, I should be able to do way better.

As Carson sat down, a more light sound flowed through the air, birds and animals all of a sudden seemed to appear out of nowhere surrounding a pink and white poster. The music seemed to swoon the animals and even some of the contestants as it was soft to the ears.

As the animals unwound the poster, a girl with pristine black hair and a poofy pink and white dress suddenly came to life, humming to the tune of the music on the loudspeakers. “Hello everyone!” the girl greeted. She took a light and almost floating step out of the diorama as the animals seemed to clear a path for her. “Last season I was grateful for the chance but I’m deeply saddened that I couldn’t spend enough time with all the lovely animals and humans on the season.” The camera panned upward to reveal her name in elegant but glittery cursive, Ella.

“I cannot wait to meet and compete with you all!” She exclaimed, giving them all a wave and a curtsy as she and her small pack of animals made their way into an empty seat next to Beardo, to which the two exchanged a smile between each other.

Confessional, Devante

Great, a goody two shoes. (Devante gives a massive eye roll). I get they’re giving early boots another chance, but I want to see Courtney, Scarlett, or even Cameron. People who are actually smart and have a basic understanding of strategy.

Confessional, Ella, Island 24th

Hello everyone! I am Ella. The fifth boot from Total Drama Island! I am so glad to be given another chance at this wonderful show. I hope I don’t let my fans at home down! And I am SO glad Beardo is here, it’s nice to see a friendly face to start the season this time.

The camera cut to the next poster, who seemed to be squirming around trying to force itself out. In the background a sort of depressed mafia piano came on. “Last season I put a hit out on Alejandro and I ended up swimming with the fishes, this time I don’t intend to make the same mistake.”

As a large poof of hair emerged from the poster, she continued her almost mafia-like monologue. “This time around I’m more in my element and I’m ready to play this game unmistakably me.” The contestants could feel the familiar sticky smell of hairspray just as a garish modern neon poster unfurled behind her. At the top was a blocky set of letters that spelled out Anne Maria.

Anne Maria could be seen straightening up her top and then spraying her poof as she stepped out to the cart to the pace of the piano “Damnit Chris, I told you to not stuff me in one of these things…. UGH!”

“Move along Anne Maria, you knew what the plan was from the beginning, stop complaining,” Chris stated, his voice clearly indicating this was not the first time he had to hear from Anne Maria.

Confessional, Anne Maria, Pahkitew 18th

I am BACK! And with a vengeance. I know the mafia thing is cliche and all, but hey that sort of stuff is like in my D.N.A, so I gotta channel it and send all these newbies into the river.

A large thwack could be heard as if a gavel had hit a wooden surface. “Court is in session!” A feminine voice could be heard, shouting from the poster. A sort of dun dun sound could be heard from the speakers, similar to courtroom dramas shown on television. 

“Last time I was the one sentenced to an extended stay out of the game and a loss of a million dollars, I don’t intend to lose this time!” The voice exclaimed, as the poster opened up. “Yeah bad boys are nice, but this time I’m going to play by the book and prevent a hung jury. I’ve gotta bail my dear out of skirmishes and a million would make it good.”

With another gavel smash Courtney’s poster unfurled and she stood out of the poster with a proud stance. 

Confessional, Courtney, Island 16th

You all will be happy to know that Duncan and I are still going strong. I can’t imagine how us competing together would affect our relationship. Probably for the worst. But this time I aim to finish the job and win the prize, and not just the boy.

A soothing piano began to play, as if they were in a sort of relaxing opening of a highschool domestic life show. The campers were yawning and stretching, while their eyes fluttered to remain open as the soothing music passed through the lot. 

“My last season I was known to be one of the nicest campers, I don’t intend to change that, but I’d love to actually make an impact on more than just my fellow campers!” As the voice spoke, an arm emerged from the poster, and a streak of pink hair could be seen as the central girl stepped away from the poster, a wide bright smile on her face. 

Wayne and Raj eagerly matched her smile much like several nearby campers. “I know what it takes to trust the wild and to go with the flow but this time around I’m going to guide my course all the way to the end.” Another pink poster unfurled from the top of the diorama revealing Jaiden’s name in cute text with the heart dotting the lowercase i. 

Jaiden smiled and waved back at the two boys and took a seat onto the final cart as the final poster began to wriggle and move around.

Confessional, Jaiden, ROTI 13th

I’m so excited to be back! I know my last season I was mostly remembered for my positivity and not much else. So this season I really want to make a larger impact in some way shape or form you know.

A classic pop song began to play in the background, but the beat was highly emphasized, as if it was meant to be used as a way to keep on beat to it. Hanging from a pair of arm rings, the last contestant dropped in a classic three point landing action pose. The campers in the long tram started to applaud as the girl held up a commanding hand.

“Silence!” The person in the poster diorama yelled out, and the music stopped. “In my season, my imperfect dismount landed me in the hospital and out of the game, this time you’ll get perfection from me!” Sky exclaimed, jumping straight out of the poster and into a triple flip with a perfect gymnastics dismount, pausing as if waiting for the judge’s score.

The campers clapped at the display to which Sky bowed in thanks before jumping in the final cart next to Jaiden who gave Sky a slight smile, to which Sky returned.

Confessional, Raihan

Honestly I am SO excited to see Sky, Courtney and Anne Maria here. They’re a bunch of girl bosses, and they’re people who strive for perfection in their own respective fields. I can’t help but respect them.

Confessional, Sky, Island 15th

I am so ready to be back here. I got so screwed on Island. I got through so many eliminations without a vote to my name, and I know that I could have dominated those immunity challenges if I got the chance. I want to win this money so badly, so Dave and I can get our lives going in the right direction… and to pay off college and gymnastics fees. Those stack up fast.

“Congrats on all of you being casted on this season of Total Drama Action!” Chris exclaimed, earning a round of applause from the twenty-four players.

“This season we will be visiting as many film genres as possible, and as you may be wondering what the team situation will be. You guys will find out shortly,” Chris smiled maniacally, earning some nervous glances from the players.

“And finally, as a welcome back to the returning players, and a welcoming to the newbies. This will be a patented Chef Challenge!” Chef exclaimed as he sped the carts up to get them to their location causing Beardo to make a loud gulp noise and the other campers to hold on tight.

Confessional, Lauren

I’ve seen these people before, and I just LOVED hearing them scream. It’s going to be so FUN screaming and cheering with them.

Confessional, Hilde

I’d be a lot more scared if we were facing the top, but most of these people dropped to the bottom. Why should I be scared?

Confessional, Wayne

We hockey fans love seeing come back stories about players you know? So being able to play with some experienced players and watch them be able to flourish in real time is going to be so AWESOME!

Confessional, Anne Maria

I don’t know what’s going to happen this season. This is the first ever season Total Drama has ever had returnees, let alone half and half you know. I think these first few rounds may just dictate a lot of this season.

Confessional, Justin

The newbies may seem starstruck, and the returnees are… kind of eating it up it seems. But I think Ella and I have a bit of an advantage. We both went early and were unfairly underedited in Island. Meaning we’re the only true wild cards of the returnees. No matter how much these people have changed or improved, a zebra doesn’t change its stripes. Better watch out Total Drama, cause I’m back!

The tram pulled into a massive lot where a massive green robotic monster sat, the campers all stared up in awe at the massive beast. “This is a leftover mech from an unfinished monster project a few years ago. Thanks to some new technology, Sam was able to repurpose it for our own needs,” Chris said, giving an evil smile causing the campers to raise their eyebrows in concern.

“Hey where did Chef go?” Shawn asked, his eyes darting back and forth.

“I’m glad you asked!” Chris exclaimed, as Dakota pulled out a small laptop showing Chef putting on a black suit covered in white balls. 

“Chef will be controlling the robot, and attempting to catch you, so if I were you guys, I would start running!” Dakota exclaimed. As she said this everyone jumped out of their cart, shoving and pulling each other out of the way to attempt to get a head start.

“Pay attention to the intercom, some important details will come shortly!” Dakota yelled into the chaos in front of her.

“Our Twenty Four Contestants are running amok and getting ready to start this competition in earnest. What’s going to happen? How will the teams pan out, find out on this season of TOTAL! DRAMA! ACTION!”

A/N (Trygve) Another season has begun! I hope you all are happy with the group we chose to return. It was an INCREDIBLY hard decision to narrow it down to 12 especially given the amount of options that we had. But in the end we hope you guys like this hopefully incredible season. And a special thanks to those on our Discord who submitted new OCs for this season and next!

A/N (Rj) Welcome everyone to Total Blended Action! Hope you’re ready for a fun new season. We’ve got a lot in store and it was heartbreaking to make cuts where we needed. Hopefully you all stick around and have a good time. 

Cast List

Newbies

Angelo “The Timid Actor” by Lunar Night

Carrie “The Hopeless Romantic”

Chase “The Hypster”

Devante “The Lazy Perfectionist” by DisneyStasia

Devin “The Obtuse”

Emma “The Breakout Star”

Hilde “The Punk Fighter” by Snom

Lauren: “The Scary Girl”

Raihan “The Impressionable” by MoonTheCat

Raj “The Striker”

Wayne “The Captain”

Zee “The Chillaxer”

Returnees

Anne Maria “The Guidette” 18/20 Pahkitew Island

Beardo “The Soundboard” 23/28 Island

Carmen “The Gold-Digger” 15/18 Revenge of the Island (Originally from Lunar Night)

Carson “The Nerdish Jock” 10/18 Revenge of the Island (Originally from Trygve)

Courtney “The Type A” 16/28 Island

Ella “The Fairy Tail Princess” 24/28 Island

Jaiden “The Optimist” 13/18 Revenge of the Island by (Originally from Ty)

Justin “The Model” 27/28 Island

Shawn “The Zombie Conspiracy Nut” 13/28 Island

Sky “The Gymnast” 15/28 Island

Sugar “The Pageant Queen” 14/20 Pahkitew Island

Tem “The City Girl” 21/28 Island (Originally from Nowarin)

Chapter Text

“Last time on Total Drama Action! We were introduced to twelve new and fresh faces from different walks of life and different levels of prior knowledge ready to try their hand at the million dollar game. But for the first time ever, we are featuring returning players to give them another shot at the million buckaroos. These twelve players all failed miserably on their first appearance, so any sort of advantage they might have over the newbies is miniscule at best haha! It’s a season of Fans versus Flops! Watch and find out how we divide up the teams, and stay tuned for the many twists and turns this season has in store on TOTAL! DRAMA! ACTION!”

The intro began much like the previous three seasons. Cameras began to pop up from different locations as raccoons, rats, and pigeons all flew through. The last shot of the first opening scene was of a generic hand clapping a typical time board used in filming. 

Dear Mom and Dad I’m doing Fine

A drone shot of the camera zoomed past the four main staff of the season, Chef, Chris, Dakota, and Sam as they drove in a golf cart, suddenly stopping in front of a rack of costumes before plowing through it. The flying drone also flew through a painted paper backdrop of a sunset before suddenly flying up along the artificial mountain into a tub of water.

You guys are on my mind

The camera focuses underwater to show Shawn, the Zombie Conspiracy Nut , splashing around in the water as the camera navigates around the metal underwater. It suddenly rises to show Angelo , the Timid Actor, resting on the edge of the tank before suddenly disappearing back in the water. The camera adjusts again to show Sugar, the Pageant Queen, balancing atop a mechanical surfboard.

You asked me what I wanted to be 

Chase, the Hypester is shown firing mutated seagulls out of a cannon in Sugar’s direction. He seems to laugh before a look of fear shows on his face, because Emma , the Breakout Star , suddenly drives after him with a go-kart. The camera follows Emma through a soundstage that opens up into a rather generic looking street scene.

And I think the answer is plain to see

Tem, the City Girl , throws open one of the windows and winds up knocking over that part of the set. She winces as she walks away, passing by Wayne, the Captain and Raj , the Striker as they sit in front of what looks like a portable monitor, cheering before one kicks away a small piece of trash.

I wanna be famous!

The camera zooms in on the monitor just as the screen flickers, revealing a picturesque beach setting where Carmen, the Gold Digger, lies on a pink beach chair with a gold necklace around her neck. Two sharks recline next to her as she smiles. She puts down a tanning mirror and kicks up sand that also causes the scene to change to Justin, The Model , getting his face prepped in the makeup confessional before someone sprays something in his eyes.

I know the game I brought the skill

Just outside the makeup confessional, Carrie, the Hopeless Romantic , drags along Devin, the Obtuse , onto what looks like a classic retro fifties car. Devin stumbles on something as he falls into the back seat. Carrie gently drives away and the transition takes the camera to a different soundstage, this one with space elements everywhere.

Crushing peoples’ dreams yeah you know the drill

Courtney, the Type A , walks along a crater’s edge before suddenly falling in when Sky, the Gymnast , flips through the set and into Courtney. Sky looks over, concerned, just as Ella, the Fairytale Princess , drops in, carried by birds onto the moon.

Everything to Prove nothing in my way 

Ella flies away into the air and is dropped in a forest setting where Anne Maria, the Guidette , sprays on hairspray and causes the birds to squawk away. She looks at her feet to find a discarded black wig and throws it off into the distance. IT lands beside a confused Hilde, the Punk Fighter just as she kicks away another stone.

I’ll get there one day

The stone lands in what seems to be the editing room, where a curious Beardo, the Soundboard , fiddles with a couple of buttons. A sudden boom is heard and seen on one of the screens where there used to be a tent and now is a charred bear around a smoldering crater. Next to the bear, Lauren, Scary Girl , giggles as she holds her hands much like claws and chases after the poor bear. 

Cause I wanna be famous

The camera zooms in on the bear’s fuzzy brown hide and zooms out to show a storage room full of costumed furs and other costumes. From one of the costumes, Hezekias, the Chillaxer , steps out with a can of orange soda in his hands. Another can of orange soda spills from where he was resting and spills over Devante, The Lazy Perfectionist , who suddenly jumps up rather furious.

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na!

Alongside several posters of Total Drama Cast members in parody images, Jaiden, the optimist , continues to walk down the line of posters before a sudden gust of air blows her hair up into the wind. She’s about to cross the street when Carson, The Weebish Jock , passes in front of her and falls into an open manhole cover.

I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous

The camera passes through several more cameras itself before stopping on a giant soundstage, where Chef and Chris are holding the immunity symbol of the season, gilded Chris awards. 

(Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na!)

A pan into the audience shows that Fang, Several wooly beavers, Larry, and other mutated creatures are casting a vote without any regard. One of the machines explodes into sparks and the camera zooms into the spark

I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous

The cast begins to whistle just as the spark reveals itself to be a stagelight. That shines down on the current cast of challengers. Devin and Carrie lean in for a kiss just as the camera pulls out, showing that the two are on stage being watched by previous alumni Arranged on two double decker sofas are the cast of the season. On one upper couch, on Devin’s side, are Anne Maria, Courtney, Sugar, Jaiden, Tem, and Sugar,. The lower level had Sky, Justin, Hilde, Hezekias, and Beardo. The other couch featured Lauren, Wayne, Raj, Angelo, Hezekias, and Raihan on the upper couch while Carson, Devante,  Ella, Emma, and Chase were on the lower one.

“Chef will be controlling the robot, and attempting to catch you, so if I were you guys, I would start running!” Dakota exclaimed. At that statement the twenty-four campers found themselves contributing to a whirlwind of chaos trying to escape the tram.

Emma pushed Chase down into a seat. 

Jaiden pounced over Emma’s shoulders.

Carson’s ponytail whipped Jaiden in the face.

Wayne tackled Carson on his side.

Hilde punched Wayne.

Raj shoved Hilde out of the tram.

Courtney whacked Raj with a gavel.

Tem pulled Courtney downward.

Zee opened a can of soda in Tem’s face.

Carrie elbowed Zee into a seat. 

Sky used Carrie as a springboard.

Anne Maria sprayed Sky with her hairspray.

“HEHEHEHE!” The campers suddenly turned to see Lauren brandishing a long and pointy tripod “THIS IS FUN!” 

Lauren threw the tripod into the crowd. The campers finally dispersed with even bigger looks of fear on their face and much louder screams.

“Pay attention to the intercom, some important details will come shortly!” Dakota yelled into the chaos in front of her.

Confessional, Shawn

Any time Chef controls a challenge it’s always something both deranged and absolutely brutal to try and win. I should know, Basic Straining was MISERABLE! Almost as bad as zombies, and that’s saying something.

Confessional, Devante

First challenge of the season. Besides dealing with the others, how hard could it be? 

As the campers scrambled around the movie set looking for places to hide, others attempted to sprint as far away from the monster as they could in order to gain some distance. As about a minute passed, the monster began to move. Ever so slowly taking its first steps. But still managing to cover large amounts of ground, each step leaving a massive bang as if a bomb was going off.

Confessional, Devante

Shit.

Confessional, Chris

For disclaimer purposes. The monster is one hundred percent safe to use, the scariness are just some added effects produced by Sam for us. Honestly I wish we had him start interning last season, Would have saved us a lot of trouble.

“ATTENTION CAMPERS!” Dakota yelled through the intercom. “For this season, teams will be determined at random based on when the monster catches you. The first three newbies and first three returnees caught will be on one team, then the next three newbies and returnees, and so on and so forth. Once you’re caught, you will be placed in your team’s corresponding bouncy house! Also so you guys have incentive to try, the winning team will have the first pick of the trailers you guys will be staying in!” 

“Sounds simple enough, ay Rajee!” Wayne huffed as he and Raj had sprinted to a nearby film set, hiding behind a row of cardboard buildings.

“Yeah man. Simple,” Raj replied.

Confessional, Raj

I have absolutely no idea what she said.

Confessional, Raihan

I’d love to have a strategy right now but the only thing I can do is follow a vet, and my friends say go for the unexpected because no one inquires about being Spanish! Or something like that I don’t know.

The contestants ran from the tram’s initial stopping point when a trio seemed to form together as Carmen, Chase and Tem all sprinted toward the beach set in an attempt to create as much distance between them and the monster as possible. 

“Ugh, I really should have made a wardrobe change this season,” Carmen groaned. “This dress really just isn’t doing it for me.” Carmen was struggling to pull her dress down as she ran as she was noticeably behind Chase and Tem the more than ran.

“I would think with all that leg room, you’d be able to have some extra speed,” Chase mused, as he slowed down to jog alongside Carmen.

“Oh you noticed my legs did you?” Carmen asked, a seductive smile coming onto her face.

“No, I was just pointing out that, the more leg room you have the faster you can probably run,” Chase replied with a shrug.

“He does have a point, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a track athlete wearing pants to compete,” Tem added, joining into the conversation.

“Noted…” Carmen muttered under her breath.

Confessional, Carmen

I don’t know if that’s a sign that the flirt game just needs to be dropped this season, or if that boy is just a dense idiot.

As Chase jogged on ahead, looking for a place to hide, the two girls slowed down to a walking pace, attempting to conserve their energy.

“Are you… you know worried about playing with these new players?” Carmen asked as she hid behind a pair of beach chairs.

“Not right now. I mean Chris said we’re all starting on an even playing field as far as teams go. So they can’t gang up on us,” Tem’s eyes darted back and forth as she kicked away an oversized beach ball.

“I guess. No quiero fall victim to like… you know meta targeting because of season two,” the two started to run behind the beachball.

“I get it. I don't know what they think of me. But I don’t think we should care. For all intents and purposes, we barely got to play our last times out. I wouldn’t worry,” Tem replied. Pausing she looked over to a row of rustling palm trees.

“Hey you see that?” Tem asked, pointing into the direction of the trees.

“Yeah,” She replied. The pair stopped looking at the trees, and then all of a sudden Lauren came storming out, her wide toothy grin and white makeup glistening in the sun, as she held up what appeared to be a machete. 

Carmen and Tem immediately began to run away, screaming their heads off as Lauren gave chase. “I THINK THIS CAN HELP US! WAIT FOR ME NEW FRIENDS!”

Confessional, Tem

I haven’t even been here an hour, and I’m starting to miss being stuck with the crazies on the island.

Confessional, Lauren

Why do they always run away? I don’t get it… and I don’t like it.

As the two girls sprinted away they ran straight into Chase, knocking him straight into a fold up chair that immediately folded and captured him inside. Distracted, Lauren and the two female veterans started to play a perilous game of ring around the posies.

Chef’s monster appeared, its massive hand scooping down and grabbing the four players and squeezing them all in one hand. He then picked Lauren up and moved her into his other hand 

Confessional, Chef

I’m not on the casting team… trust me…. I would not have let her through.

Confessional, Chase

I hope that was on camera, cause that was like an epic prank! That’ll go straight to the trending pages!

Confessional, Lauren

What the heck Chef? I had a golden opportunity to play with them and you took that and my new knife away. Not cool! Meanie! (she sticks out her tongue)

As Chef placed the four players in a bright pink bouncy house, Chris yelled over the speaker “Carmen, Lauren, Tem, and Chase are all eliminated. They will be the first members of the Lethal Costumers! The next newbie and returnee caught will be on this team!”

Confessional, Emma

SUCK ON THAT CHASE! (she does a boogie)

The camera cut to Sky, Ella, and Shawn. The former Gophers were huddled up together near what looked to be a safe and a brick wall. Likely a set for a bank robbing scene.

“Keep your voices down, I know this isn’t a zombie movie, but the situations may as well be the same,” Shawn said, as the trio crouched behind what looked to be a desk area in front of the vault.

“Right…” Sky deadpanned.

“It’s so good to be reunited with you guys again! I am so excited for this season!” Ella squealed.

Confessional, Sky

You know… I forgot how… interesting some of these people can be… 

“Since we’re all here,” Sky started. “I think we should all look out for each other if we can. Just so we all don’t get Scarletted again you know.”

“For sure, I promised Jasmine I’d make this season count for the both of us!” Shawn exclaimed.

“Aw you’re still with Jasmine? That’s so sweet!” Ella chimed in, her hands clasping together as her arms stretched downwards to express her happiness. It may have been a trick of the camera but sparkles seemed to appear in her eyes as she cooed over Shasmine.

“Yeah, we’re still going strong,” Shawn scratched the back of his head. The olive green beanie shed a small bit of wool as he blushed.

“Dave and I are still together too!” Sky said, half to the camera and half to Ella and Shawn. The two looked at Sky with an uneasy smile.”Keith tried to start some beef about us… but that was squashed fairly fast,” Sky added.

“What was the rumor?” Ella asked.

“That I had cheated on Dave or some nonsense. It was really petty, and Dave stood by me every step of the way. He really encouraged me to come back!”

“That’s so cool!”

Confessional, Ella

I wish I could find some true love. Hearing about how all of these couples are still together makes me happy, but at the same time I wish I could be able to have that one person you know?

As the pair all seemed to smile in deep thought, Chef’s monster bashed into the set with a loud bang, his shiny white robotic teeth glinting in the sun as he stared down upon the trio. Reaching down in an attempt to grab all three, Shawn grabbed Ella and dodged to the left, while Sky did some acrobatic backflips to the right.

As the monster went in for another grab, Shawn booked it out of the building, using his zombie training to put some distance between him and the green robot.

Confessional, Shawn

You’d think that would be zombie training, but no that is just an average workout with Jasmine. She is truly a marvel.

Ella meanwhile began to sing “Oh creature, please do not hurt me, for I am just a girl!” Briefly phased the robot paused, before going in again for another grab on the princess.

“I don’t think your singing works on robots Ella!” Sky shouted.

“I’m learning that now!” Ella sang back, as she began to run towards the direction Shawn went. Just as the monster was about to snatch her, a swarm of birds came in and picked Ella up and flew her to safety.

“Ugh why can’t I sing?” Sky groaned, as she became the lone remaining person from the trio.

Chef turned his attention to Sky as he went in with both hands in an attempt to grab her, Sky managed to flip herself onto his arm, but Chef did some quick thinking, managing to bounce his arm up and down so Sky was forced to hold on tight. Which Chef took advantage, using his other hand he picked her up and captured her.

Confessional, Sky

What good is an alliance if I’m not even on a team with them! UGH! I promised I wouldn’t start off on the losing team again… yet here we are. At least we aren’t going to a ceremony… and Tem was a Gopher too, so at least I’ll have one friend.

“Sky has been caught!” Chris yelled over the intercom.

“Wow the gymnast girl is out already?” Raj exclaimed bewilderedly.

“It’s a tough challenge Rajee, you gotta have skill and luck on your side,” Wayne replied. As the pair was walking right in the middle of the whole film lot, in plain view of everything.

“Yeah. This film set is really neat though. I wonder if they have a hockey arena here?” Raj said, his eyes wandering between the faux buildings.

“I’m sure they do. If they were any good, they would have the number one sport in the nation!” Wayne exclaimed with a fist pump.

“You know this was abandoned right?” 

“Oh…”

As the two boys each gave each other blank looks, Monster Chef appeared from around a row of buildings, staring them down. Wayne and Raj’s faces turned as white as a ghost and their eyes as wide as saucers.

Confessional, Wayne

Okay… I know I said if they had a hockey rink, that it would make this place really cool. But man I gotta say that that monster is so cool eh.

The boys seemed to run back and forth between the buildings, screaming their heads off, as they seemed to go faster and faster. It looked as though at one point the pair had multiplied a strange amount of times. Monster Chef, for his part, played along by slowly sticking his hand through several fake doors and windows. The two boys collided into each other one last time, screaming and crying as Monster Chef bent over and picked the two of them up. 

Once in the air the camera panned to a hiding Raihan and Anne Maria as they tried to remain quiet. Just as Anne Maria made a signal the two suddenly froze when Wayne and Raj’s ear piercing howls echoed through the film lot.

Confessional, Raihan

I wonder who THAT could be. You would think they were in an opera with how loud they were.

“I love you bro!” Wayne exclaimed.

“I love you too bro!” Raj exclaimed back. The pair had tears streaming down their faces as the monster scooped them up.

“You boys need to get it together, this is only the first challenge!” Chef yelled through his monster microphone.

“Sir yes sir!” Wayne and Raj said at the same time.

“That said… you two will be separated. Raj is on the Costumers and Wayne will be on the… uh… Killer Grips!” The boys again began to sob as Chef placed them in their separate bouncy houses. Raj with his other five teammates in the pink house, and Wayne alone in his red one.

Raj dried his tears as he looked at his team. Then he looked out the bounce house to see Wayne doing the same in his red bounce house. “So… you’re Raj,” Lauren airily mentioned.

“And you’re Lauren,” Raj seemed to slightly back away. “Nice to meet you again.”

“I’m Tem,” Tem shouted.

“Soy Carmen,” Carmen spoke up.

“Soy? That kind of pansy vegan food?” Chase interjected. “So good to have another guy on the team so we don’t have to deal with these vegetarian girls.”

“I’m all meat,” Raj clapped. “I love a thick steak with juice just running down my chin,” Raj smiled. “You’re Charles?”

“Actually it’s Chase,” the tanned influencer explained. 

“And I’m Sky. I for one enjoy having another athlete. Though I confess I don’t follow hockey too much.”

“Bummer,” Raj sighed.

“And you shouldn’t cry,” Lauren said in a sincere voice. “You’ll stand out more if you scream instead!”

The newly formed Costumers started to engage in small talk as they all circled up.

Confessional, Tem

Back here again, and back in the fray. Though I will take this over being blown up. Raj seems nice, Carmen is a hoot, and Sky is stable. Chase might be rough… and Lauren is…. Well, do I need to say more?

Confessional, Raj

What’s a grip?

Confessional, Sky

Hopefully with another athlete… and whatever sports skills Chase supposedly has… we can win! Not sure about Lauren…

Confessional, Wayne

What’s a costumer?

“Yeesh those two were loud, at least we know Chef isn’t anywhere near us,” Raihan exclaimed, as she and Anne Maria strode their way through a row of makeup trailers on the outskirts of the film lot.

“For sure girl. Who knew a couple of bros could scream so loudly,” Anne Maria replied, the pair sharing a chuckle at Wayne and Raj’s expense. “What do you do for hobbies?” Anne Maria asked as they quieted down again.

“I don’t really know. I never really felt like I had much time for a hobby. Just focused on school, and getting myself up and through college you know,” Raihan replied with a shrug of her shoulders, shoving her hands into her pockets.

“You don’t have something you’re really passionate about? Could not be me.”

“Yeah I know you really love your hair. I mean we’re over in the makeup trailers, maybe there’s fashion you can teach me about. I’d love to try and find a hobby while I’m here.”

“Of course! Let’s go get you some fashion tips!”

Confessional, Raihan

I applied for the show to mainly get out of my parent’s shadow. They’ve kept me in this sort of bubble of perfection, and I’d love to branch out and find a new hobby other than perfectionism. And I think Anne Maria is the perfect person to help me with that.

Confessional, Anne Maria

My last go around, I got really caught up in how loyal people were to me. So I think this time I’m going to stay in my lane and try to just form some real genuine bonds with people while I’m here.

As the two girls moved around the trailer, looking for anything of use, it began to lurch forward, causing the pair to fall to the front of the trailer with a loud crash and scream. 

“Girl what is this madness!” Anne Maria yelped as she pulled out a spray can for her hair.

“I think Chef got us,” Raihan replied, coughing through the hairspray.

“What the heck Chef! Couldn’t you have waited for us to leave!” Anne Maria exclaimed, directing her shouting towards the roof of the trailer.

“Sorry ladies, I’ve got a lot of you to catch, can’t cut anyone slack,” Chef said through his microphone. Walking the trailer back to the bouncy house containing Wayne, Chef began to violently shake the trailer forcing Anne Maria and Raihan out of it and into the bouncy house.

“Hey guys! Welcome aboard!” Wayne exclaimed.

“Whatever, pasty,” Anne Maria said with an eye roll.

Confessional, Wayne

Isn’t a pasty a sticky note?

Confessional, Raihan

Not the way I wanted to start this season… But I guess we weren’t last… but I’d rather us be first. No, I need us to be first.

Confessional, Lauren

If you’re gonna hide a body clap your hands (clap clap)

If you’re gonna hide a body clap your hands (clap clap)

The camera cut not even a few feet away from the bouncy houses and the monster to see Justin and Sugar strolling along, both using Justin’s mirror to check out their looks.

“You are so hot Justin,” Sugar drooled, as she stared at Justin’s face in the mirror.

“The modeling agency and their contacts really helped me a lot, but it’s mostly all genetic,” Justin replied with a smooth smile. “I could probably get you some of my contacts after the show.”

“Really!? I’ve only ever done pageants, I’d love to expand my brand!” Sugar exclaimed. “And maybe do a collab with you honey,” Sugar replied with a wink and a low growl that Justin caught, causing him to make a nervous glance away from her.

“Yeah of course. We gotta just make sure us beautiful people stick together!” Justin exclaimed.

“You mean like an alliance?” Sugar asked.

Before Justin could reply the monster reached down and wrapped its hand around the pair. Justin shouted, “DON’T TOUCH MY HEAD, HANDS, FEET, BUTT, OR ANYWHERE IN THE STOMACH OR CHEST REGION!” The monster nodded and gently placed Justin in the bouncy house, while dropping Sugar head first inside causing her to bounce up and down a multitude of times before finally Wayne dove and grabbed her and stopped her bouncing.

“Justin and Sugar are caught, the next alumni caught will be on the Screaming Gaffers, and the next newbie will be on the Killer Grips!” Chris exclaimed through his megaphone.

Confessional, Sugar

Justin is a hunk, I am still loyal to my wizard. But after watching Alejandro manipulate his way to the top, I wanna keep a guy like Justin in my corner to help me with that, you know.

Confessional, Justin

First of all, Sugar would never get a modeling contract. Have you seen how sculpted I am compared to her pudge? That said, she is a useful player to have around for me. She is not afraid to get her hands dirty, and I need someone like that. I just need to make sure she doesn’t realize I’m using her… shouldn’t be too hard.

“Devin, you can’t lone wolf this challenge. You need to have a partner or something!” Carrie exclaimed, as she chased after Devin, who was sprinting through the film lot looking for areas to hide.

“Have you not been listening to the intercom Carrie? It’s always groups of people caught. The people working by themselves have a better chance of making it to that top team!” Devin exclaimed, a look of determination across his face.

“Don’t you want to be on the same team as me though, homie?” Carrie asked, clearly out of breath as she huffed and puffed.

“I do, but I want to win this challenge also. And I think it would be best that we separate and create as much distance from Chef as possible.!” Devin mused, with no sign of stopping, Carrie shrugged and strolled off to another part of the film lot.

Confessional, Carrie

Devin can be a bit boneheaded when it comes to basic strategy and stuff. I also think the break up just makes him want to prove that he doesn’t need help… this is going to be a long journey isn’t it.

As Devin kept running, he looked behind him to notice that Carrie was no longer with him. He looked sad for a brief moment, missing his companion, but he soldiered on for a brief moment before he face planted himself right into the robot monster’s ankle. 

Knocking himself out cold, Devin fell onto his back completely in a daze. Chef gently picked him up and walked him over to the bouncy house and softly placed him inside. Wayne prodded him for a bit trying to get him to wake up.

“I think he might be dead eh,” Wayne said, his face riddled with fear.

“He’ll be fine, he’s just passed out,” Sugar replied with an eye roll as she continued to steal numerous glances at Justin.

Confessional, Sugar

Justin is good looking but he ain’t my wizard… even if he’s got abs like a tray of bread rolls… and biceps as rock hard as an apple…

Confessional, Devin

That… did not go as planned. No matter, it’s just a challenge to divide the teams. It doesn’t matter too much… I’m sure it’ll be fine.

“Devin has been caught! Twelve of you remain!” Chris yelled through his megaphone.

Confessional, Carrie

(She facepalmed leaving a giant red handprint on her forehead) A very long journey.

The camera panned down to the bouncy houses, specifically the pink house where the group of six all sat patiently waiting for the remaining campers to be captured. Carmen scooted over to Raj giving him a flirtatious bat of the eyes as she snuggled up next to the hockey boy.

“Hey Raj! Hockey is one of my favorite sports, you know,” Carmen said, giving the boy a nice smile.

“Really!? I didn’t think anyone else would be into it here!” Raj exclaimed.

“And por que piensas eso?” Carmen asked, an eyebrow raised perplexed.

“I don’t know what that means, but a lotta people seem to kinda give me that bored sort of stare whenever I start talking about it, so I just assumed most people don’t care about it,” Raj explained.

“Isn’t Canada like… a big hockey country?”

“Yeah! I’m glad it’s not just Wayne and I into hockey here! This is going to be so cool!”

‘You don’t say….” Carmen seemed to be rather contemplative as Raj started to work his way into the conversation with the other campers.

Confessional, Carmen

Last time I didn’t get in with the jocks, and that was my downfall, so now… yo no se pero I wanna get close to at least Raj because he’s attached to the hip with Wayne already. Un pococito como Quentin once he and DJ’s friendship got more substantial. This time around the guys better not all ignore me again this time, or for that matter the women. I want to actually have a flirt partner for once!

Confessional, Sugar

I AM LOYAL TO MY WIZARD CONSARNIT!

Carrie ran from her hiding place as the monster continued to thud around. When the announcement that Devin had been caught she rolled her eyes. “I told him he couldn’t go it alone,” Carrie mumbled. 

As she ran through the movie sets she collided straight into Jaiden, tackling her straight into the front of a small bush prop sending it crashing into the ground with a loud thud. 

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry Jaiden I didn’t see you there!’ Carrie exclaimed, standing up and then helping Jaiden up.

“It’s okay… Carrie right?” Jaiden asked, giving the curly blonde a small smile.

“Yes!” Carrie exclaimed, “I’m so excited to meet you, you were one of my favorites on Revenge, I was so sad to see you and Lightning having to turn on each other.”

“It’s no big deal, he made the most of it, which was all I could have asked from him,” Jaiden said with a small blush.

“Are you guys… you know…?”

“Yeah we’re still together, he really encouraged me to come back and try again. He has full faith in me, which is all I can ask for. What about you?” Jaiden asked, as the two girls began to move down the road of movie sets again in a slow strolling pace.

“Well no… not really. There is a boy. That I really like. But so far it’s felt like he looks everywhere but where I am… so it’s difficult to kinda live in a different world than he’s in sometimes.”

“I’m sure it’ll all work out at the end of the day. You can only control what you can control, you know.”

“Yeah I knoooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwww!” Carrie shouted, as Chef’s monster scooped her and Jaiden up off the ground and tossed them into the new green bouncy house. 

“Carrie and Jaiden have both been caught and are now the first two members of the Screaming Gaffers!” Chris shouted through his megaphone.

Confessional, Carrie

I love Jaiden! She is so sweet, and she seems to be someone that genuinely cares about a person rather than seeing them as a number. When I applied that was always my biggest fear, getting played by some master manipulator.

Confessional, Jaiden

I like Carrie, and I can sense she has a strong bond with Devin. Perhaps she might be in love. I know Dawn tried to teach me her aura reading stuff, but I just do not see the colors. It just feels like a vibe. Either way I like her and am so glad we ended up together.

After the two girls were caught, the camera panned to two boys. Carson was hiding under a desk within one of the many set buildings. Devante creeped up around the desk, crawling on all fours keeping himself low and hidden from a possible monster sighting.

“Hey Carson! Just the person I wanted to see!” Devante exclaimed excitedly. Carson jumped and bumped his head on the desk, jumping from the suddenness of Devante appearing.

“Oh hey Devante, what’s up?” Carson asked groggily, rubbing the top of his head in comfort.

“Well, given that odds are since we’re hiding together, we’ll end up on the same team, I was thinking that we could maybe team up or form a sort of alliance,” Devante inquired.

“Oh… well, I mean I’m not going to say no of course haha,” Carson replied with a small nervous smile.

“Great! Out of all of the returnees you were definitely the most strategic and trustworthy, and I really want to play with people who care about the game you know!” 

“I totally get it! I felt the same way my first time….” Before Carson could even finish his sentence, Chef plunged his monster hand through the fake building and grabbed Carson, Devante, and the desk and scooped them up. Devante looked a little freaked out being grabbed, whereas Carson looked as though this was another day at the office. Chef dropped the two boys into the bouncy house with Carson and Jaiden and then launched the desk away from them turning it into a small dot in the sky.

Confessional, Devante

Given most of the returnees and newbies don't seem to be the biggest strategists, I want to align with Carson, someone who has proven to at least think about the game for longer than ten seconds. Besides, I need someone to do the work for me… I don’t want to be the one having to socialize twenty-four seven.

Confessional, Carson

That dude screams snake in the grass. I won’t obviously say no to an alliance. But needless to say I am not committed. I am glad to be back of course, and I absolutely do not want to squander this opportunity. So I’m not going to turn around and betray him immediately either. 

“Carson and Devante have been captured, one more newbie and returnee for the Gaffers!”

Zee and Beardo walked by the drop off point just after the monster dropped Carson and Devante in their designated bouncy houses. 

“I told you dude. Hiding in plain sight was going to work,” Zee said, with a sip of his orange soda as he nudged Beardo with his elbow.

Beardo gave a small cha-ching sound in celebration and a fist pump. “Let’s not celebrate too soon though, there are still six other people out there that Chef has to catch,” Beardo replied.

“I know dude, we can just chillax in the meantime, and talk about our life stories!’

“So what’s yours?”

“I don’t have too much to say. I did get into this freak accident when I was a kid and had to get my leg amputated,” Zee said, pulling his red pant leg up revealing a prosthetic leg to which Beardo let out a large gasp in response.

“I’m so sorry that happened to you.”

“Don’t worry man, it’s no big deal at all, what about you?”

“I’ve just always had a passion for beatboxing. And when I was younger I always found making sounds to be a lot easier than actually talking to people.”

“I get it man, that social anxiety can take its toll for sure….” Before Zee could finish his sentence, he was cut off as Chef came swooping in, grabbing both of them and tossing them into the bouncy house.

“Only so long before I caught you two hiding by the bouncy houses, I was in the military, I’ve seen all the tricks in the book!” Chef exclaimed, earning a bunch of eye rolls from a lot of the returning campers.

Confessional, Zee

I was born without a leg, but I always say I lost it in some crazy accident because it makes it sound way cooler than it really is! And Beardo is really cool too, I can really relate to the social anxiety thing a lot.

Confessional, Beardo

Zee stuck out to me as someone I feel that is similar to me in the sense that we like to chill out and be mellow. With Ella being on the other team, I need to focus on finding new friends out here. Especially since I don’t want to run into a Heather situation again you know.

“Beardo and Zee have been caught, the final six will be on the Hollering Mixers, however to make sure you all have incentive to try, the winner of this challenge will pick the trailer for their team, so I’d suggest you keep trying your hardest!”

Beardo and Zee bounced in the bounce house. Beardo hit Zee’s leg as a slight clang echoed. “What kind of bounce house is made of metal?” Devante asked.

Before anyone could really give him an answer Beardo perfectly replicated that noise. “That’s what it sounded like, right?”

“Right….” Devante leered. “Well, I suppose it could be worse.”

“How so?” asked Jaiden.

“Well my arm could be broken, and I could be here with less competent people, or… well… crazies,” Devante suddenly got a dark look in his eyes.

“How would you define crazy?” Carrie asked.

“Remember that clown girl on the tram? And the youtuber?” Devante mentioned.

“Considering we’re on land rather than an island, it should be easier to avoid people like that, especially with more teams available,” Carson pointed out.

“That’s cool and all but is it okay if we start bouncing?” Zee asked. The others stared at him. “What? It’s what you’re supposed to do in a house like this.”

Confessional, Carson

Devante’ strikes as a bit of a complainer, but if he looks on the good side of things, then Jaiden and I are probably going to get him on our side.

Confessional, Zee

One time I told my school teacher that I lost my leg in a bouncy house incident. (He begins to laugh) She really thought a bouncy house can fly high into the stratosphere over the Mexican-Guatemalan border. Makes sense why she got fired the next day. Or maybe that was because of her showing the football team photos of her medical procedure. I dunno.

Confessional, Jaiden

At least these rookies seem like nice people to get along with. (she claps her hand) Maybe I can get a couple together this time and it’d be so good to put on my blog. And I am SO glad to be with Carson. Nice to have some familiarity here.

Angelo was cowering in the very far back corner of the film lot attempting to just stay as far away from Chef as humanly possible without getting in trouble for going out of bounds. He let out a small cheer before he slammed his hand over his mouth.

“Please just don’t come over here,” Angelo mumbled to himself as he curled up into a ball to make himself look smaller.

“Why wouldn’t you want me over here?” Ella asked, as her little birdies from earlier finally let her back down next to Angelo.

“Oh,” Angelo said, peeking out from behind his knees, “I wasn’t talking about you I was talking about Chef.”

“I totally understand. Are… are you holding up okay?” Ella asked, leaning down to the boy. 

“I'm doing okay I guess. I mean I already have my massive anxiety, but making the top six in a challenge has helped a bit,” Angelo smiled.

“Don’t worry, we all started out really nervous our first times, you’ll grow used to it,” Ella said, pulling Angelo up from his fetal position. He dusted off his shirt and stood taller and straighter.

“Thanks Ella. That really means a lot.”

“I just don’t like seeing people struggle. I want to see us all succeed. Especially if we’re on a team together.”

Confessional, Angelo

Coming from a theater background I actually feel really confident that I could do decently well with some of the themes this season. I just hope that confidence manages to stick when the pressure is on. But making it onto the ‘best team’ is certainly a start.

Confessional, Ella

I like Angelo, he seems like a pure soul. He’s someone that I hope can go far in this competition and grow. It’s not always about the hardcore strategy and betrayal you know.

Before Angelo could say anything Chef and his monster had found the pair and immediately scooped them up before they could run away.

Confessional, Chef

Damn kids. Of course they were hiding in the corner. Just as annoying as those annoying campers in Call of Duty. I don’t know who PurpleChromander is but they’re so ANNOYING!

Confessional, Angelo
I can’t believe someone actually took the time to talk to me. Maybe I don’t have to fear as much as I thought I did… No, this is still insane and crazy.

“Angelo and Ella have been caught. Four of you are left!”

The camera cut to Courtney, who had been constantly moving throughout the whole challenge, keeping her distance from the monster. As she was making another dash to a new building, Shawn collided straight into her.

“Oh god, hey Shawn,” Courtney said with a groan as she slowly stood up from the collision, helping Shawn up as well. 

“Sorry about that Courtney, I didn’t see you there. I’ve been on a mad sprint for a bit now since my first run in with that thing.”

“It’s fine, I’ve been running around a lot too….” Courtney paused for a moment, bringing her hand to her chin,

“I know that look, what’re you thinking?” Shawn inquired.

“Well it’s just those two newbie girls left right?” Courtney asked.

“Yeah, why?”

“We’re all on the same team anyways, and Chris said the final player gets first dibs on the team’s trailer.”

“Okay and?”

“Well why don’t we work together to make sure we get the trailer we want. The newbies might overthink it and pick a bad trailer thinking it’s some sneaky good trailer.”

“You’ve been hanging out with Scott and Duncan a lot haven’t you?”

“I’m dating one of them, Shawn…. Of course I have been.”

“Right right. Chris is a lot of things, but I don’t think he’s ever lied about a reward.”

“Exactly, I know you’re not one for sleeping with a group but…”

“I can’t exactly sleep in a tree this time Courtney, so I’d want the nice trailer too.”

“Then it is settled,” the two sealed the deal with a high-five.

  Confessional, Shawn

Courtney was someone I admired in our original season, and it seems she has gotten a lot stronger since. Outside of Jasmine, she is someone I feel I could trust to handle her own in a zombie apocalypse.

Confessional, Courtney

Shawn is someone that I know has winner potential. He made it the furthest days wise out of all the returnees here, let alone merged. He’s someone I need to watch out for, but I also respect him… despite his… quirks. Jasmine, girl, how do you put up with him?

“I still don’t get how you haven’t just punched that jerk right in the face. I know I would have,” Hilde said, as she and Emma walked between a row of trashed movie sets that looked like they had monster claw marks and bites in them.

“I just don’t see the point… besides his legal team would be all over me. It just wouldn’t be worth it,” Emma explained. “What’s your story anyways?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well you just seem rather… angry.”

“No real reason. Just emotional is all. Some say it’s a blessing, others a curse. It’s all relative really,” Hilde shrugged.

“I get that, I’m the same way. I can get really emotional over certain things. Chase’ll tell you that I’m his crazy ex-girlfriend. I cannot believe we dodged Chef this long, we’ve had some close run-ins, but all in all we’ve done quite well.”

“For sure! I’d kill to get one of those nice fancy trailers if we don’t win. Courtney or Shawn better not mess it up.”

“Doesn’t Shawn like to sleep in trees?” The girls paused for a moment, shuddering at the thought of sleeping in a tree for fun.

Confessional, Hilde

I know I break guitars and golf clubs… but seriously Chase? Breaking Brake lines? Dude get your attitude in check, cause if it were me I’d check it for you.

Confessional, Emma

I’m glad Hilde let me vent. She is incredibly intimidating, and I don’t think she’s one of those friendly intimidating people either, she seems like she’d actually break something if she was mad enough.

As the pair quieted down a blitz of gray and orange ran by them. Gathering their bearings they realized Shawn and Courtney had sprinted right past them, and then they started to hear the thump of the robot come up behind them, Emma screamed throwing her arms up in distress instantly getting herself caught. Hilde with a bit more skill managed to dodge Chef’s grabs, but she too would eventually be caught by Chef Hatchet.

Confessional, Hilde

Damn returnees… I’d be a little more angry, but honestly just gotta respect it, that was smart.

Shawn and Courtney looked at each other seeing that Emma and Hilde were caught, they both nodded, signaling Shawn to turn around and head back towards the monster. Shawn made a mad dash to try and slip between the monster’s legs but a quick maneuver by Chef blocked that path off, Shawn then tried to to climb over his feet, but Chef using his hacky sack skills, kicked Shawn up in the air and grabbed him as well.

Confessional, Chef

Back in the military we used to play a bunch of games to pass time on base. Hacky sack was one of my personal favorites.

Confessional, Courtney

Shawn and I basically concocted a plan to have Chef catch the girls first, and then Shawn would get himself caught so then I would have final say on the trailer. Nothing against Shawn but we’re both aware enough to know his reputation is… not the cleanest.

Confessional, Shawn

(He sits in the makeup trailer eyeing a bottle of deodorant. He picks it up and sniffs it)

Whoo! This isn’t as good smelling as the stuff Jasmine makes me put on. Still peeved that we have to devote storage to these high-jean products.

“Alright now that all of you are here,” Dakota began, she stood in front of four trailers, from left to right the quality of each was clearly different. On the far left the trailer was incredibly shiny, and looked as though it had every single luxury you could possibly want. The next one looked more standard, very nice and seemed like an above average luxury. The next one looked functional albeit did not appear to have any of the extra stuff the other two had, and looked incredibly cheap. However the final trailer was clearly the worst one, although it was put together, it was clear based on the grime and dirt all over it, that the trailer likely only had beds and perhaps some shattered glass for a mirror.

“Chris and Chef would be here, but they’re off taking their ‘acting lunch break’ whatever that means. So you guys have me here instead! Oh and Sam!” Dakota explained, as Sam sheepishly gave a wave as he walked out from behind the set of trailers.

“Sam?!” Anne Maria exclaimed. “I didn't know Chris was talking about you when he said you helped make the monster! What’re you doing here!?”

“I got offered an intern job here after last season, and I decided to take it,” Sam exclaimed, a small smile appearing on his face.

“Why’d you wanna work on a reality show? I thought you wanted to do something with video games?” Carson asked the gamer.

“I thought this would be a good opportunity for me…. Among other reasons,” Sam said, shooting a small glance at Dakota as they both blushed.

Confessional, Anne Maria

They’re so going to hook up by the end of this season just watch. I’m glad Sam is pursuing her though, not every day a drop dead gorgeous babe like Dakota wants a guy like Sam. Not saying Sam is a bad guy, he just isn’t… in the traditional archetype.

“Anyways!” Dakota exclaimed, trying to be professional. “Courtney as the winner of the challenge, you get to decide which trailer your team will stay in.”

“I already discussed with my team a bit, and we decided that we’ll be going with the nice trailer on the far left,” Courtney exclaimed.

Confessional, Hilde

I’m used to being a sort of leader, especially in my band. Courtney and Shawn know what they’re doing so I do trust them not to lead us to a loss. But one wrong step and I’ll take over.

“Gaffers, as the runner ups you get the next pick, I’ll give you guys a moment to discuss,” Dakota said,

“I think we should just go with the next nicest trailer,” Jaiden said, earning a nod of agreement from Beardo and Carrie.

“I don’t know, I feel like Chris would maybe hide something good in one of the worse looking ones, it could be worth it to take the worst one for an advantage,” Devante proposed, shooting a glance at Carson.

“I don’t know, Chris isn’t one to lie about rewards. I feel like for our own benefit taking the nicer one is best, what do you think Zee?” Carson said, earning an eye roll from Devante.

“I’m good with whatever man,” Zee said, taking another sip from his orange soda.

“Alright Dakota, we’ll take the one to the right of the Mixers,” Jaiden exclaimed with a smile.

Confessional, Devante

Not even Carson wanted to hear me out. Man, I'm on a team of wimps. Like you gotta take risks, and there’s bound to be some benefit to the worse trailer, cause then what’s the point in having us choose.

Confessional, Beardo

That Devante clearly already has the game top of mind. I’ll have to keep a watchful eye on him. (He makes a sort of whooshing sound as he forms a spyglass with his hands and looks around the confessional trailer)

“Grips it is….” Dakota couldn’t even finish her sentence before Justin and Anne Maria exclaimed at the same time. “We’ll take that one!” They both pointed to the mediocre looking trailer that was just the next one over from the one the Gaffers picked.

“Alright then…”

“Could Rajee and I perhaps offer a trade proposal so we can be on the same team?” Wayne exclaimed, raising his hand up as if he was still in elementary school.

“I don’t think…”

“PLEASE!” Raj cried out, his eyes widening like a cat begging for its food.

“NO! No team trades. Sounds like a terrible idea,” Dakota said.

“This isn’t the NHL guys, just drop it,” Raihan said with a sigh as she had her hand on her forehead in disappointment. 

“But…”

“No buts you two, you’re wasting episode time!” Dakota exclaimed.

Confessional, Wayne/Raj

Wayne: I can’t believe they won’t let us be together Rajee

Raj: I know Wayner, that doesn’t mean we can’t still be friends.

Wayne: You’re right there Rajee, our buddy Derek transferred to a different hockey team, we’re still cool but on the ice we still play to win against him, friendship aside.

Confessional, Raihan

Those two are so rough around the edges, my parents would hate having them as their kids… but they do seem nice enough.

“This leaves the Costumers with the worst trailer, I will let you all get settled in,” Dakota said, as she and Sam left the campers behind.

The camera cut to inside the Grips trailer, which had the basics, three sets of bunk beds, as well as a small couch and table on one side of the trailer, as well as a mirror and sink on the other side. Next to it there was a small traditional trailer bathroom. The interior had no decor of any sort, and was mostly just a variety of wood and metal along with a light brown carpet floor.

“I guess there’s a small shower outside,” Devin said, as he entered the trailer after investigating the exterior of the trailer. However Sugar, Anne Maria, and Justin all seemed to be fawning over the mirror.

“I am SO glad, this trailer has a mirror, I was so worried we wouldn’t have one,” Justin exclaimed as she struck a pose.

“You’re telling me! I could only use my own little personal mirror back on Pahkiwhatever,” Anne Maria excitedly said.

“I’m so with you Anne Maria. This is a massive upgrade from our season!” Sugar exclaimed, striking her own pose in the mirror which was met with looks of disgust or concern from her teammates which she didn’t seem to notice.

Confessional, Devin

I hope this pretty person nonsense doesn’t carry over into a challenge that actually matters, because we can’t be worrying about our hair and tan lines when we have seventeen other players to beat.

“Where is the mirror? I need to be able to style my hair!” Chase exclaimed in a panic, as his team entered the worst trailer, it was clear they were in for a long season. There were three sets of bunk beds, with thin sheets. A small sink and toilet on the side and a dark brown carpet, however everything else that you would usually find in a trailer was nowhere to be found.

“This is ridiculous, how do they expect us to live like this!? Carmen yelled. “CHRIS YOU ARE THE DEVIL!”

Confessional, Chris

Had I gotten my way they’d have only gotten beds and they’d be required to walk about a half mile to the nearest bathroom. However we’re required to put a sink and toilet at least in every trailer in the case of an emergency.

Confessional, Chase

I would think someone like Chris who has incredibly stylish hair would understand the NECESSITY of having a mirror to make sure one’s hair is primed and perfect.

“They really overloaded with the beauty queens this season,” Sky chuckled, as she and Tem bunked up together.

“You don’t say? They literally have three of them all on one team,” Tem replied.

“Anyways, before they all wander over here. I talked to Shawn and Ella during the challenge, and we wanted to do something like an old Gophers alliance,” Sky explained.

“I’d be down for that. But how would that work with Shawn and Ella over on the Mixers.”

“We’ll figure something out, but ideally we swap together or are able to help each other in some way.”

“Sounds good. Anyways, how are you and Dave going?”

“Oh well… we’re doing good, the producers actually visited us together and wanted at least one of us back. Dave really pushed for me to come back, he was so supportive of me!”

“Aw, that's so sweet. He was a bit of a little… you know what back on season one though.”

“You don’t have to tell me,” Sky chuckled. “But we managed to work it all out, and we also managed to dispel all the rumors my ex was swirling on Instasham.”

“Oh my god I saw that, I didn’t know he was your ex.”

“Yeah he was, he got super pissed about how everything went down, and needless to say he went off the deep end.”

“HEY GIRLS!” Lauren exclaimed, jumping up from behind Tem and Sky and wrapping her arms around their shoulders. “What’re we talking about? Our favorite skull shapes?”

“Uh… sure…” Sky replied.

Confessional, Lauren

I really like this trailer… It feels like home in a way. I hope that the others feel the same way (She stares deeply into the reader’s soul)

Confessional, Tem

I like Shawn, and Ella…. Is a non threat in my eyes. So I would definitely be willing to work with the old Gophers, especially in these small teams, any allies are welcomed ones. Aside from that though I want to make sure I don’t tunnel vision too hard again. I think as long as I start going with the flow, I can make it far here…. hopefully.

“The teams have been decided, but we have so many more twists and turns in store this season, so stay tuned for our first elimination ceremonies of the season! Come back next time to another dramatic episode of TOTAL! DRAMA! ACTION!

Teams

Hollering Mixers: Courtney, Ella, Shawn, Angelo, Emma, Hilde

Screaming Gaffers: Beardo, Carson, Jaiden, Carrie, Devante, Zee

Killer Grips: Anne Maria, Justin, Sugar, Devin, Raihan, Wayne

Lethal Costumers: Carmen, Sky, Tem, Chase, Lauren, Raj  

Chapter Text

“LAST TIME ON TOTAL DRAMA ACTION!” Chris announced from a high scissor lift. “All twenty four of our contestants, new and old, found themselves running after a horrifying creature that crawled out of their nightmares. And once Lauren got captured they had to run away from Monster Chef himself. We saw pre-existing pairs of the exes Chase and Emma, hockey teammates and best friends Wayne and Raj, and childhood best friends Devin and Carrie split up into one of our FOUR-- yes COUNT EM FOUR-- teams! In the end, it was a plan by two veterans, Zombie nut Shawn and uptight priss Courtney that secured their new team, THE HOLLERING MIXERS, the choice of trailers. So now it’s the HOLLERING MIXERS, versus the SCREAMING GAFFERS versus the KILLER GRIPS versus the LETHAL COSTUMERS! What’s going to blow? What’s going to explode? How will the bottom two teams deal with the worst team? Find out on this episode of Total! Drama! Action!”

Theme Song

“It’s so nice to be on the same team again Shawn!” Ella exclaimed. She and the zombie nut were making their way out of the trailer. 

“I was hesitant to come back. But it is nice to see some familiar faces here. Makes it a lot easier to do this again,” Shawn replied, adjusting his beanie.

“I know. I remember on the Island, we just got thrown in together, and it was sink or swim. I could not imagine what these newbies are going through,” Ella mused.

“Leaving your family and meeting basically twenty-three strangers, it’ll take a toll on the ill prepared. I know that’s how I felt going to Australia to help prepare for the move, but it’ll be safer against those Zombies when it does come up,” Shawn mentioned.

“Yeah. It was rough leaving home again, but I know my family is behind me, which is helping keep me together.,” Ella smiled. “Hopefully I can make them proud of me. Do you have anyone back home?”

“I got Jaz. She really pushed me to come back. I didn’t want to leave her, you know. But she believes I can win this, so if she believes, then I’ll believe!”

“I’m so happy you two are still going strong! If anything I’m glad she pushed you to come out here. Who knows who the alternative would have been.”

“Roman…. Amy…. Scarlett…” Shawn mumbled. The pair shuddered at the thought of any of them returning.

As the pair made their way to the craft services tent, representing this season’s mess hall. A massive white tent was placed in the middle of a small clearing, inside there were four tables, one for each team. On the far side there was a metal shelf where Chef was serving his food. 

Ella looked around at the campers briefly, noticing that all but one was present. “Hey, I don't see Angelo anywhere. Do you think he got lost?” Ella asked Shawn, as he grabbed a food tray.

“It’s our first day, I’m surprised more of us didn’t get lost on our way over here,” Shawn replied.

“I’ll go back and check on him,” Ella responded, earning a nod of reassurance from Shawn.

As Ella made her way back to the trailer, she saw Angelo nervously plodding along the paved pathway. “Angelo!” Ella exclaimed, waving the boy over to her.

“Oh hi Ella! I got a bit lost on my way over… and kinda got distracted,” Angelo replied, nervously rubbing his right arm as he looked down towards the ground.

“It’s okay! It’s your first real day here, just relax and everything will be alright,” Ella extended a warm gloved hand to the fretful boy.

“I appreciate it. I just want to break out of my shell… but I’m just scared I’ll make a fool out of myself.”

“Don’t be! You’re into theater right? Just pretend like you’re in a theater performance!”

“I guess I can try….”

Confessional, Ella

This season I really want to strive to put myself more out there. And I feel like I should start with someone I have some rapport with in Shawn. And I do enjoy Angelo’s presence as well, even if he is… a bit hesitant.

Confessional, Angelo

I know I am struggling to show it, but I do really appreciate Ella reaching out. It means a lot more than she probably knows.

The camera cut to the Gaffers table, where Carson, Jaiden, and Carrie were all sat together. Carson and Jaiden were talking to each other as Carrie listened with deep interest.

“So DJ and Quentin are bros now, and Tyler and Lindsay are still together?” Carrie asked the pair.

“Yeah. The discord is still popping with all of us there. Though some are more active than others. But even then there’s separate channels for the Islanders, Revengers, and Pahkitewers. We all try to remain close together, even if there are a few bad eggs,” Jaiden chuckled as she poked at her eggs..

“Trust me I watched the Pahkitew reunion, that group seems to not be as cohesive,” Carrie said with a slight smile.

“They’ll come around. I mean Jo was our main villain, and she’s been okay outside of the game. Far from perfect mind you, but who is,” Carson responded. “I know Ryan has said that the rivalries from their season have mellowed out mostly over time.”

“That’s neat. Does the game really take that much of a toll?” Carrie asked the pair.

“It depends. Obviously for us we weren’t around for a lot of the big blow ups so we got out relatively clean. But for someone like Owen from our season, he seems really happy with no regrets, but I know Violet or Mike have some regrets just because they got so close to winning,” Jaiden explained.

“I could imagine. I hope that I don’t end up like that, you know. At the end of the day it is just a game.”

“I said the same thing my first time. But people will end up being emotional and thinking about this as more than just a game. It’s inevitable,” Carson mused, Jaiden nodded in agreement. 

Jaiden took a bite out of the egg. “Hmm, not as good as DJ. I miss that big guy’s cooking,” Jaiden thought aloud.

“Yeah, now we have to deal with Chef’s food. Which seems like it’s better than last time but not by much.” In response, Carson got an eggshell thrown at his head.

Confessional, Jaiden

It’s nice to have a couple people from my season here. Carmen and I got along well, but I never got much of a chance to talk to Carson. And Carrie is just lovely.

Confessional, Carrie

It’s wild to me that I am able to play with these icons! And get the inside scoop. Sierra dating Cody? I guess she really does have a type.

The camera cut to Raj who hadn’t even touched his food yet, he was staring over in the direction of what looked to be Justin, who was poking at his food mumbling about it possibly harming his perfect abs. Raj leaned over to Tem, who was munching on some scrambled eggs.

“So… uh what’s Justin like?” Raj asked the city girl, she turned her head towards him and gave him a perplexed look.

“Uh… I don’t know, he’s fine I guess. We never talked a lot,” Tem replied, stuffing another piece of egg into her mouth.

“I just think he looks really… cool… you know?”

“Yeah I can see that. He’s a good looking guy. We just weren’t on the same team, so I don’t know anything about him,” Tem replied with a shrug, breaking off a piece of sausage from her plate.

“Oh… well, I just wanted to ask… he seems like he could be a threat!”

“Sure…”

Confessional, Raj

I know most guys on the hockey team call each other good looking, but something about Justin is just… different.

Confessional, Tem

Is Justin hot? Yes. If he asked me out would I date him? Also yes. Do I blame Raj for his reaction? No. With this all said. I don’t know why he asked me about him when we barely spent any time together. Like go ask Beardo, they at least stayed in the same cabin.

“You seriously need to try this hairspray. It is a life saver,” Anne Maria said, tossing her empty spray can into the trash. The camera zoomed out to show Anne Maria and Raihan sitting at their table finishing up their food.

“I’m not one for beauty products Anne Maria, I appreciate the advice though,” Raihan replied, with a small smile.

“Suit yourself, but when your hair is all tangled after a challenge, don’t say I didn’t try and tell ya!”

“How hard are the challenges normally anyways?” Raihan asked.

“Depends on Chris’s mood. Sometimes he makes them incredibly hard, sometimes he makes them relatively simple,” Anne Maria said with a shrug. “All I really cared about was winning, and making sure my poof was alright. That island wasn’t for me.”

“Right…. I just ask, because I think we could try and prepare ourselves, so we can gain an edge!”

“Just prepare yourself mentally since you can’t control others no matter how much you want to,” Anne Maria explained. “And if you channel your energy on the challenge you won’t blow up on anyone else outside.”

“There’s no way to make sure you ace the challenge perfectly?” Raihan ran her thumb across her fork’s tongs.

“The sooner you realize that’s impossible, the easier it will be. Trust me.”

Confessional, Anne Maria

It feels nice to have someone I can actually trust for once, Raihan’s got something about her that I’m fine with.

“You see those two yappin’ over there?” Sugar whispered to Justin. The pair were in the food line, waiting for Chef to finish making another batch of eggs and sausage to put on their food trays.

“Raihan and Anne Maria? They just seem like they’re talking,” Justin replied.

“They’ve been inseparable since they met yesterday. It’s like they’re not even trying to hide that they’re a duo.”

“We can just keep an eye on it. We haven’t even done our first challenge as a team yet.”

“Whatever.”

Confessional, Sugar

Anne Maria you’ve gotta realize that you just scream conspicuity, your big poof and your big attitude and your big obvious orange spray tan means you can’t hide for long. Feel bad for Raihan, but she made her decision to go for the Jersey chick…. Yes I know what conspicuity means, I’m country, not stupid.

“You look like you want to kill something,” Courtney stated. She was staring at Emma who was sitting next to her, who was staring daggers into an unaware Chase’s soul.

“Sorry… I just didn’t expect to see… him here,” Emma replied, shaking her head out of her trance.

“Chase?” Courtney asked, following her gaze.

“Yeah… we have a history. I dumped him like a month before I was set to come here.”

“Oh… that’s not fun. I couldn’t imagine Duncan and I competing on a season after breaking up. We’d probably break down and do things we’d regret.”

“Whatever happens to him I won’t feel bad… he runs this pranking Youtube channel, and he pulled a prank on me that went way too far.”

‘What did he do?” 

“He cut my brake lines and never told me.”

Courtney’s face turned from one of confusion to one of concern, and then into one of anger. “HE DID WHAT!?”

“I know right? That’s why I can’t wait for him to get out of here.”

“I don’t blame you at all. That is literally a crime. Did he at least pay to get them fixed?”

“The insurance company made him, but to this day, he still does not understand why we broke up or why he had to pay. Because in his mind he thinks it was just a fun prank.”

Confessional, Courtney

Duncan… honey…. If I ever catch you ‘pranking’ me like that, I will hit you in the balls with a massive bone and then throw you off a cliff, and then send a pro boxing kangaroo to hunt you down.

Confessional, Chase

I knew Emma was staring at me. I knew she wasn’t over me. And why wouldn’t she be? I’m the best thing that happened to her!

“Good morning campers,” Chris strode into the mess hall. “Hope you had a good night’s rest because the game really starts today! We’re starting things off with a classic, time tested genre. The sci-fi long lasting hit, the alien movie!”

“Oooh is there going to be a killer among us?” Chase laughed.

“Cringe,” Emma spat her breakfast. 

“Don’t be mad just because you’re the sussy baka,” Chase taunted.

“What are you saying?” Devante shouted. “Some of us still haven’t finished our breakfast!”

“Finish it up fast, but don’t get your tummy upset,” Chris handwaved. “Today, you will travel the sci-fi soundstage in search of eggs. The team with the most eggs and the most survivors will have a private dessert party full of astronaut ice cream!”

“What’s the catch?” Raihan inquired.

“The catch? Nice to see you cueing into the gimmick of Total Drama! You’ll notice I said survivors--”

“Are we going to be killing people through vents?” Lauren’s smile grew larger.

“No killing! Just elimination from the challenge. Chef over there will be the mama alien protecting his eggs.” The camera cut to Dakota, Sam, and Chef preparing the latter with the suit and weapons for the challenge. “If mama alien shoots you with the gun, you’re out. No if ands or buts.”

“Can we fight back?” Tem asked.

“Yep, but it'll take five shots in the span of fifteen seconds hitting Chef to take him out of the challenge for as many minutes,” Chris explained.

“WE GET GUNS?!” Lauren cackled.

“Not real ones!” Dakota chimed in from the kitchen. “Just water pistols!”

“Dakota and Sam also have the capability to take you out, but it’ll take three shots from them to take you out,” Chris explained. “Better get a hearty breakfast because this time around the bottom two teams will be sending someone home!”

The contestants balked at the last statement. “A double elimination this early?” Carmen whispered to her team.

“I didn’t plan for this,” Devante clutched his cup.

Beardo clinked his plate nervously as he and Zee exchanged a nervous look. “Man, why do things have to be so rushed?” Zee complained.

“That means we have to fight harder, man,” Beardo sighed. “Which means making enemies and I don’t want to make enemies.”

“Do you have a plan for this?” Raihan nervously poked at a pancake.

“No,” Anne Maria said bluntly. “But you have to roll with it and take it one or two steps at a time.”

“But what if--”

“That sounds like four steps,” Anne Maria scolded. “If you take too big of a step then you’re going to lose your balance.”

Confessional, Chase

When you think about it, every game is just trying to betray one another. Reminds me of that time we played an imposter game in a warehouse. Then we got kicked out of a warehouse. Not really that fun.

Confessional, Angelo

This challenge is really intense… I just don’t want to be the one to mess things up, you know? I need to show that I can do it… I really hope that I can.

Confessional, Carrie

…are we okay giving Lauren a gun? Am I the only one concerned?

Confessional, Wayne and Raj

Raj: Wayne and I have been on the same team for years! No captain has ever pitted us against each other!

Wayne: That’s because if we met as unstoppable forces we’d collide in some big explosion and no one would be safe.

Raj: We’re all muscle here, and we know how to fight. I just don’t like it being against Wayner.

Wayne: It’ll be hard Rajee, but I believe in you.

Raj: And I believe in you too

Confessional, Zee

(He sips his soda) That’s some good stuff. (a hand offscreen hands him a piece of paper) 

And- now - it -is- available- at- milton- hotels.

Confessional, Raihan

Little steps.. Little steps. Maybe that’s what I’ve been missing all my life.

The twenty four campers lined up at the entrance to the sci-fi sound stage. It loomed over them as the doors opened rather suddenly. The camera caught a glimpse of the maze of walkways and tubes and set dressing that would be the site for their hunt. A brief glance of the vat of eggs let the campers know that it was in the center. As they all took a step in, the giant door slammed shut behind them. “Alright Campers, as you know, this is going to be a double elimination! So the two teams with the least amount of eggs and the smallest amount of people who remain uncaptured will be up for elimination, so you better get to work!”

“Let’s go Grips!” Wayne shouted as he thundered down one path.

“We ain’t got no plan!” Sugar quickly followed Wayne down the path. 

“If they went that way, let’s go this way,” Courtney pointed to another path. “We can--SHAWN!”

The Mixers suddenly realized that Shawn had already disappeared into the maze. “Well if he’s gone I’m gone,” Hilde said before Ella grabbed her wrist. The punk fighter stomped off with Ella down a path separate from Courtney and the other mixers.

“We definitely need a plan,” Tem rationalized.

“Wayne’s plan looks nice,” Raj observed.

“He’s on the other team,” Carmen mentioned. “Necesitamos algo.”

“FIRE THE WEAPONS!” Lauren shouted. Chase backed away. 

“How about we go for the high ground?” Chase pointed to some stairs. “Let’s run before the other losers on the Gaffers take it from us.”

Zee cracked open a soda and took a sip, watching the other teams run off. “Should we be doing something?”

“Well we could come up with a plan, and then go,” Carson brought up. “Or we could come up with the plan on the fly.”

“What about on the mosquito?” Beardo smiled. He and Zee shared a high five.

“I don’t know what that means,” Devante interjected. “It’s better to have a plan. That way all of us can get the eggs and win quite handedly.”

“Do we need to win quite handedly? We just need to be safe,” Jaiden brought up.

“We’re burning daylight,” Deviate suddenly realized. “I have a plan. You can come up with something else but I don’t want to be held back by you all.”

Devante ran off. Following him were Beardo and Zee. 

“So how long do you think this challenge will last?” Carrie asked Jaiden.

“Player elimination and we’re all competing against each other? Give it two hours of fun,” Jaiden smiled. “I’m sticking with you. Carson?”

“Yeah, I’ll join,” Carson agreed.

Confessional, Carson

What else can I do this time around? Besides polish my gun.

Confessional, Wayne

I’m so built to lead my team to victory! But what direction is victory? In hockey it’s usually the goal opposite yours.

Confessional, Sugar

Good thing Justin’s on my team, I sure would hate ruining a pretty face like that. Of course it’s not a perfect face because Leonard’s the only cutie for me. I wish he was here. I bet psychic and fairy beats steel and fighting!

Confessional, Sky

It’s better to be on the high ground in challenges like this. Lauren can’t climb… can she?

In a brief four portioned split screen all the teams were shown running through the maze of pipes, metal, tubes, and other obstacles throughout the soundstage. Ella and Hilde managed to split up when they came across a hallway that very much looked like a T intersection as seen from above. Lauren scampered into an open pipe cackling all the while. Beardo and Zee provided some background music as they high-fived each other from opposite sides of an out of place pole. 

Wayne screeched to a halt and seemed to slam into one of the black dividing lines. “Wait, what are we doing?”

“We’re trying to find the eggs,” Raihan explained. “Or we could all split up and search for eggs.”

“Sounds like a good idea, but we need five shots to get rid of Chef in case he comes around,” Sugar quickly counted on her fingertips. 

“We’ll have to take that measured risk,” Wayne nodded. “Does anyone else have any ideas? I’m open for a slapshot into the goal.”

“I don’t get that,” Justin raised an eyebrow.

“Neither did I!” a shrill voice dropped from the ceiling. “But if we split up it’ll be more fun to chase!”

Brandishing her pistol, Lauren fired a bullet into Sugar’s stomach. The pageant queen doubled over as Justin helped her up. Devin and Wayne jumped off of a walkway down to a lower one. Anne Maria sprayed Lauren in the face as Justin and Sugar ran away. Raihan rushed forward and grabbed Anne Maria’s hand to run away in a frenzied rush.

Confessional, Raihan

WHO LET HER ONTO THE SHOW AGAIN?!

Confessional, Hilde

I work best alone, and best without my own soundtrack. But being with others is nice. I hope Ella doesn’t get hurt.

On one of the lower walkways Beardo and Zee followed Devante through a tunnel with ominous green glows and weird liquid cases surrounding them. “Let’s take a break here,” Devante explained, screeching to a halt. “I’ve counted my steps and my estimate is that we’ll reach at least fifteen thousand in our pursuit.”

Beardo and Zee took a deep breath, hunched over on their knees, and nodded. “Come on, I’m all good.”

Devante sprinted off, unaware that Beardo and Zee were still catching their breath.

“Maybe I should have changed my leg to one of my spares,” Zee pulled up his pant leg. 

Beardo stood straight up as he tried to think of a response. His mouth dropped as he looked closer at one of the tanks surrounding the two of them. A strange camera pan through one of the tanks eventually focused to show a floating body in the tank. Confused, Beardo pressed a button nearby the tank and caused the liquid within to fall out.

“Wow…” the body started. Beardo and Zee helped her up as she coughed. “I am so sorry that you had to rescue me like that. I really wanted to channel the work from my great great great grandfather Tyrone. He was the first one who discovered that holding his breath under water meant that he could have discovered treasure underwater.”

“Staci?” Zee asked. “Right on! One of the funniest characters from Revenge is now in the house!”

“Probably not good,” Staci sighed. “I’m here as a cameo and I’m supposed to make things hard for you. Like my great great great great uncle Randy did when he patented waterboarding as a way to surf in the great lakes.”

“Makes sense,” Beardo asked. “But why are you here?”

“Because I’m a gestating alien siren. I’m supposed to ring this bell and summon Mama Alien to you,” Staci pulled out a bell. Staci rang the bell and it began to echo through the building. “You better run like my Uncle Norris did.”

“Thanks for the advice Staci,” Beardo suddenly grabbed Zee by the arms. The two ran away as Staci chased after them, ringing her bell. After a brief turn around into another corridor Beardo screeched to a halt and started ringing on his own, this time an annoying, horrifying, terrifying bell chime that caused Staci to cringe as she dropped her bell.

“That was really quick thinking Bro,” Zee started.

“Yeah, but we better get going…” Beardo sighed. “We have to take this game halfway seriously if we want to win.”

“What a bummer,” Zee sighed.

The two looked through a glass window in the corridor with a confused glance. Carmen suddenly rushed up to the window, slamming her chest and her face against the material. Beardo and Zee’s jaw dropped before Beardo suddenly grabbed Zee’s wrist and sprinted off. “You can’t focus on stuff like that yet!”

“No windows?” Zee asked as they disappeared offscreen.

“NO WINDOWS!”

Confessional, Zee

(He fixes his leg) Do things have to be this serious this early?

Confessional, Carmen

Ayayay… let me tell you something. No matter how much cardio you do for reality T.V., it’s never enough.

(She puts a hand on her chest)

Mis tetas están agotadas

Down a nearby corridor Tem suddenly stopped in her tracks. “What was that?” she said as she backed up into Raj.

“Maybe it’s a malfunctioning zamboni. I’ve heard it melt down while we were waiting for a game intermission to get through,” Raj said as he held his gun warily. “Or it could be the alien.”

“No quiero ver a nadie,” Carmen warned. ¡Vamanos!”

“En Ingles por favor?” Sky asked Carmen.

“¡La comprendiste perfectamente!” Carmen chided. 

The Costumers ran through the corridor before stopping in front of a white, sterile room. The quintet adjusted to the light so they could see what was visible. Sky placed her hands on a large operating table in the center of the room and fiddled with a hose available. Carson looked at one of the diagrams on the wall showing a map of several gestation stations. On a nearby desk Tem looked over an obscured tank with a vaguely familiar pink and black stripe on it. As she tapped the case it suddenly cracked open.

“Oh Em Gee!” The ‘gestating alien’ suddenly inhaled a big gasp of air. “It feels like forever since I was in front of a camera and here I am, like a beached whale! Oh this is going to make those bad rounds”

“Sadie?” Carmen suddenly recalled.

“Yeah, and I’m here to make your life a pain!” Sadie suddenly struck a pose. The camera seemed to focus on her pigtails, which had barely perceptible antenna sticking out, seemingly to sell the alien illusion. “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” 

Sky grabbed hold of Carmen as they ran through an open door. With his hands over his ears Raj and Tem bumped into each other and tumbled through an open vent. Alone, Chase could only curl up into a ball to try to block out the loud squeal and Sadie’s bell before he suddenly saw an opening once Sadie ran out of breath two minutes later.

Confessional, Chase

I’ll have to get in contact with Sadie about using her for some of my pranks. Girl can scream.

Confessional, Carmen

You’d think living with Staci and Max screaming for a season would be enough to toughen up my ears. To quote one of Carson’s shows, LO HAS ENTENDIDO MAL!

In a brief overview of a retro style three dimensional model, six pink, six orange, six green, and six red dots were shown wandering around the maze of walkways, hallways, and catwalks that made up the stage. A camera effect zoomed in on a pair of green dots before suddenly transitioning to Zee and Beardo. The two dropped down a chute that took them down several feet in front of Chase.

“Ow….” Beardo groaned, rubbing his hair. He put his hand in his hair to pull out the gun. “Zee you alright?’

The camera panned to Zee, who had one of his maroon pant legs flopping, empty. “All good,” Zee said. The camera zoomed again to Chase, looking aghast as he realized that Zee’s leg was gone. “Hey where’d my leg go?”

“Your leg?” Chase hesitated. “Your… your leg, yeah,” Chase stammered. “I think Beardo fell on it. Must be a heavy weight if Beardo can knock it off.”

“Naw man, no fat shaming here,” Zee smiled as Beardo handed him his leg. Zee fixed the joint to his left leg and stood to his full height. “I lost it in a skydiving accident when I fell into a freshwater pond and slammed into a fish.”

Beardo took a slight pause as Chase stood at Zee’s leg with awe. Before Beardo could ask, the trio suddenly heard a pair of footsteps from another doorway. Chase held his gun up and fired. “OW DARNIT!” 

“It’s Sugar,” Beardo said as they walked forward into the hallway. “Wait, why are we walking this way? She’s not holding any eggs.” 

Beardo started backing up, making the backing up noise, before he suddenly felt another bullet explode in his back. “Aww man, no acid paintball,” Lauren sighed. She stepped out of the shadows as the growing group started to walk down the corridor. “I’ll go with you all because I haven’t been hearing good, or bad, and I like them both.”

“Man we better get going because I saw Sadie from my season on one of them monitors,” Sugar frantically explained. “I know I’m good with a gun so I can go first.”

“Hah, call me,” Chase said. “I’ll smoke that pageant tiara off of your head in paintball.”

The quintet stopped in front of a room where several doors seemed to split off. “Now that we’ve stopped, what in blazes was that metal noise?” Sugar asked.

“That might be the soundbox over there,” Chase pointed.

“Or me,” Zee lifted his pant leg. “Wait wrong leg.”

Sugar gasped as she saw Zee’s metallic left leg. “My goodness are you a cyborg?”

“Nah,” Zee shrugged. “Lost that leg in a fishing trip along the Rio Grande visiting some relatives in Mexico and a fish ate it.”

“Darn, that always happens when you least expect it,” Sugar sympathized. 

“Scary, but not quite scary,” Lauren chimed in.

“Just like this,” the campers were made aware of Chef’s booming voice. The campers looked up to see Chef drop from the ceiling in a green alien outfit. Chef held up a mighty weapon as the outfit’s ugly green palette became exposed to the unnatural lighting of the set. The outfit’s bulbous head enveloped Chef’s own face and the yellow eyes each reflected all the campers in an unnatural tint.

“Hey there’s five of us!” Beardo said as they all backed away from Chef’s gun. “We should--”

“TAKE ME MONSTER MOMMY!” Lauren ran gleefully into the line of fire, firing wildly as she leaped onto Chef. “Oooh so fleshy and scaly!” 

“Run,” Chase deadpanned as Chef shot his gun and wrapped a rope with a tag that said ‘caught’ on Lauren’s arm.

The four split up at the next opportunity, but as fate would have it the paths they took soon intersected and they collided in a heap. “This is too easy,” Chef said once he caught up to all of them.

Confessional, Chase

Women…. Can’t live with them… can’t live without them…. Though maybe I can live without Lauren.

Confessional, Sugar

That horror chick screwed up our chances for our team! I can’t blame Zee, he’s half cyborg, and that’s cyborgist.

Confessional, Beardo

(The camera is zoomed in)

Something’s not adding up, but I’ll let you know what that is once Zee and I get untied from each other.

Confessional, Beardo and Zee

(The camera zooms out to show Zee drinking from a can of soda)

Zee: Oh, yeah, we need some kind of calculator.

Beardo: Cha-Ching.

Confessional, Lauren

I make my own fursuits, scaly suits, and monster suits at home. It’s a more “respectable” hobby than [EXPUNGED]

“Attention everyone! Lauren, Sugar, Chase, Zee, and Beardo are now officially out of the competition! That leaves only FOUR Lethal Costumers, FOUR Screaming Gaffers, and FIVE Grips! Sadie, Sam, Dakota, and Staci are going to be on the prowl too!” Chris announced through a sound system. The camera changed from an image of the speakers to an image of Ella listening intently. 

“Hmm,” she hummed as she started to back against a wall. She looked at the gun in her hand with a sad sigh. “If I must, I shall but I’d rather not do this to any of my pals.”

Ella walked down a catwalk with a light step and something of a skip. She looked below her to see an open vat full of gross objects that bubbled at random intervals through the surface. Ella paused for a moment as several more recognizable figures started to pop up. A bust of her own head, several rocks that looked like Chris, some of the outfits made from season one and--

“HOW DID WE MISS THIS?!” Dakota suddenly screeched. “WHY MUST IT ALWAYS BE BELOW OUR NOSES?!” 

Ella heard Dakota rush into the room and she jumped off of the catwalk with surprising grace. She seemed to float downwards with a nervous vocalization. Dakota covered the offending vat with a giant tarp as Ella scampered underneath. She ran between the vats and suddenly dropped through an open vent into another room. 

The camera cut to a nearby Shawn as he ducked around a nearby pneumatic tube. He looked at Ella scraping herself up. “Ella!” Shawn hastily rushed forward.

“Shawn!” 

“Shh,” Shawn said as he dragged her to a safe spot with one hand. “I can’t stay too long, but I’ll tell you. Three lefts, a right, then straight on.”

“Isn’t the quote Two lefts and a right and straight on til morning?” Ella asked.

“Ella,” Shawn snapped his fingers in front of Ella. “The egg, like this one.”

Shawn held up his own Egg as Ella’s jaw dropped. It was a weird, slimy, fleshy green texture. Most of the egg was a lighter shade than the other and it seemed to bulge at random intervals. Ella poked it and it seemed to jiggle underneath her fingertips. “Three lefts and then a right?”

“And then straight on,” Shawn finished. The two nodded and split apart. Shawn ran towards an open door while Ella made it towards another hallway.

“Three lefts and a right….” Justin overheard, suddenly chasing after Ella. His eyes caught sight of the camera. “I have no clue what to do so I might as well follow someone who does.”

The camera again shifted to Ella as she ran down a left, then another left, then another left. As she made a right she bumped into another wall of muscle. “Oww… Justin?”

“Yeah,” Justin said, clearly out of breath. “How are you so fast?”

“I like chasing after the woodland creatures whenever I get the chance,” Ella sighed. “Don’t you train running?”

“Not on my workout routine. I have to gear my muscles to a good, somewhat attainable physique. Any guy with a body like mine will tell you the same,” Justin explained. “And here I’m advertising the best work of my new trainer.”

“That seems excessive,” Chef suddenly stomped in the room, brandishing his gun. “Where I did my training I didn’t need those fancy weights to get these cannonballs!”

Boom.

Boom.

Two ropes suddenly wrapped around Ella and Justin. The two looked down to see a captured tag on both of them. “Bye!” Chef cackled.

“Attention everyone! Justin and Ella have been eliminated from the competition! FOUR KILLER GRIPS REMAIN AND FIVE HOLLERING MIXERS REMAIN!”

The camera changed to Chris at the front of the door hunched over a control panel. “One Hour and twenty minutes remain….”

“Hey Chris,” Shawn said as he strode out a door. “Here’s an egg.”

“What?!” Chris suddenly staggered back. “When did you get here?”

“Just before you announced Justin and Ella were eliminated. Do I need to do anything else?” Shawn asked. 

“No… just… take a seat on the bleachers as a success,” Chris pointed to a pair of bleachers. One was flanked by two flags that said ‘ Fail! ’ while the other said ‘ Success’ . Shawn took an uncomfortable seat on the success bleachers. 

Confessional, Shawn

So… looks like I can’t go back and help…. Rookie Mistake Shawn… Always help someone who can join your zombie clique because then you can sacrifice them to the horrors untold.

Devante peered around a portable console with his gun in a ready position. Nervously, he looked through the grated floor while Chef thundered below. Devante held his chest tightly as he turned the corner, bumping into another person as he was knocked off balance. “Who?” 

“Oh,” Raj answered, stepping out with his hockey jersey now visible. “My name is Raj. I don’t think we really had the time to meet.”

“...nice to meet you Raj,” Devante exhaled. “If you’ll excuse me I’m going to need to make a sweep of the hallway you came through.”

“Nah I wouldn’t do that,” Raj shook his head. “I saw Staci over there and I got out of the way just before she started talking to me. Hey, have you seen Wayner around?”

“I think I saw Wayne on the floor below me. You’re gonna have to check by taking those stairs,” Devante quickly spoke.

“Oh, gotcha. Thanks so much De-zazzle,” Raj quickly ran down.

“De-zazzle?” Devante asked himself once Raj left the room. He sprinted down the hallway Raj entered from with a skip before he started running.

“You know it was my great-great-great aunt Samantha who invented skipping. Before her little girls would hop from rock to rock on a covered bridge. Oh right I have to do this!” Staci told Devante off screen.

“WAIT DON’T!”

Devante ran back through the hallway as Staci set off her alarm.

Confessional, Devante

…I JUST MET RAJ! HE COULD HAVE BEEN LYING! …Well now I feel kind of bad tossing Raj to Chef.

In one of the lower, more central portions of the alien set, Courtney grabbed Angelo’s hand as they hopped across some precariously placed lids. “Ewww….” Angelo complained as a liquid suddenly sprayed his shoes from an open valve. 

“You’re going to have to get used to it,” Courtney said. “I don’t know where our other team is but it’s better if we stick together.”

“So that if we meet one of the sirens we can fire,” Angelo said. “I like having a mean trigger finger.”

“That’s one of the reasons,” Courtney smiled. “I think that door over there has a map on it.” 

The two walked to a more stable portion of ground as Angelo took a closer look at the door. “So I’m not entirely sure but it says--”

Courtney winced when the door suddenly slammed open, trapping Angelo between the metal wall and the door. “Courtney?” Carmen asked, her hand on her hips and her gun twirling on another finger. 

“Carmen?”

“Angelo…” the theater boy weakly held out a hand. Courtney saw his frizzy orange hair stick out as Angelo craned his neck. “What happened?”

Courtney pulled Angelo to his feet. “Carmen over here opened the door unsafely.”

“Don’t blame me for not knowing that the door would open on that side,” Carmen held her hands up. “I was trying to flee from Sam. Lo perdi and I think that you two are in between me and one of those huevos!”

Carmen suddenly pointed her gun towards Angelo as he too drew his pistol with a shaky wrist. Courtney fired her gun in Carmen’s face as she dragged Angelo away from the open door. “Need to be quicker on the draw, Angelo!” Courtney shouted as they ran away.

“I know!” Angelo shouted back.

Carmen wiped the liquid off of her face. “I didn’t sign up for a facial,” she deadpanned. 

“What about a backrub?” Chef suddenly shouted from behind her. Before she could turn around she was knocked flat on her stomach as Chef attached a captured tag on her leg. “Shouldn’t have stopped running.”

Confessional, Angelo

There’s so many things that I have to keep track of… I really need to take a deep breath.

A brief camera showed Courtney and Angelo running through a maze of wires before she dropped through a platform quite suddenly while Angelo jumped over the newly formed gap. The falling motion allowed the camera to transfer perspectives to a waiting Carrie and Jaiden, who stood back to back with their guns as they recoiled at a hissing pipe. Then the camera transitioned to an overhead view of Devin and Wayne accidentally running into each other as they jumped over a barrel. The last camera shot showed Sam and Dakota firing their pistols in an intimidating shot before Dakota fired at the camera.

Anne Maria ran into a room before Raihan suddenly pulled her back. “Wait, there could be traps in there,” Raihan pointed out. 

“Good eye,” Anne Maria complimented. She pulled out a can of spray paint from her pants and started to dual wield it with her pistol. Raihan fumbled behind her for a light switch. “If you found a switch, better light that candle!”

Raihan quickly flipped the switch to reveal an almost empty room with only one object. A blue vase stood in the center of the room directly opposing another door. Raihan pointed to one side of the vase and directed Anne Maria to the other side. The two surrounded the vase as Anne Maria put her finger on the trigger. “Wait--” a human sprung out of the vase.

Carson fell to the ground, screaming, one hand covering his face and another protecting the alien egg in his arm. “Carson?” Anne Maria put her spray can down.

Carson kept screaming as he blindly ran out of the room. Raihan sniffed the air and wrinkled her nose. “Still not used to it yet, I think I need at least ten more sprays.”

“That’s about half a can there,” Anne Maria explained. “I saw the track and field nerd with an egg. So if we go through the other door we’ll find the egg.”

Raihan nodded as she and Anne Maria opened the other door. Their feet stomped against the grated flooring. “If there’s grates here that means there must be liquid coming from above, and that worries me,” Raihan explained. 

“Well your worries are going to go away,” Anne Maria pointed downward. Two giant vats full of boiling, blistering, pulsating liquids started to bubble over. The two watched from above as Devante, Raj, Wayne, and Devin skirted around the vats of liquid in order to find a way up. “I think we should let them know.”

“More heads are better than two,” Raihan agreed. Raihan drew in a large breath as she aimed her mouth downward. “HEY! GET IT FROM ABOVE!”

Anne Maria quickly slammed a hand over Raihan. “Didn’t you forget this was supposed to be a stealthy mc-stealth mission?!”

Raihan tumbled to the floor and escaped Anne Maria’s grasp. “I had to try something!” 

The two looked through the grate as the camera panned to the foursome down by the vat. “Yo they have a point,” Raj pointed to the duo on the grates. “I think I saw some stairs on that side.”

“Then let’s run Rajee bro!” Wayne hooted. The two ran away from the two vats while Devin and Devante looked upward. They watched from below as Chef stomped down from the ceiling just behind Raihan and Anne Maria. Both were helpless to watch as Chef fired his gun into the two of them.

From another vat, Courtney slinked out of the opening. Hesitantly she slid down the outer side of the vat, and found herself landing flat on her face. She caught her breath as quickly as she could before 

Both were equally helpless when Raihan and Anne Maria fell into one of the vats and splashed over the side. “ATTENTION EVERYONE! CARSON HAS RETURNED WITH ONE EGG! RAIHAN AND ANNE MARIA ARE ELIMINATED FROM THE CHALLENGE!”

“Let’s add a couple more names to that list,” Sam suddenly peered out from the shadows. He fired a bullet into Devante and another to Devin. “Those things stack by the way.”

“Noted!” Devante suddenly split off from Devin. Devin scrambled up a ladder up to an open doorway.

Sam blew over his gun with a satisfied smirk into the camera. 

Confessional, Devin

There are things in life that hurt a lot. One of them is finding out that your girlfriend was cheating on you with HER TENNIS INSTRUCTOR! But this (he holds up his arm to reveal a bruise) really does leave a mark

Confessional, Devante

Why did the others have to follow me? Wayne I get, but it would have been SO MUCH EASIER if I just did it alone!

“Come on… come on…” Wayne slowly hooked his feet around a lower rail on the inside of the vat of eggs. A bit of the liquid bubbled up and exploded in his face. “Oh gross.”

“Need a hand?” Wayne heard a familiar voice ask. 

“Ah yeah, you can put that hand on my ankles and lower me further!” Wayne barked up at Raj, who was looking down at the vat of eggs.

With their combined length Wayne bent down and pulled up an egg for himself. Raj struggled for a moment but with his strength and Wayne’s hand also guiding himself up. “Okay Wayne now it’s--”

“Wayne!” Devante shouted. “Stop helping the enemy!”

“He ain’t an enemy, he’s my number one striker!” Wayne countered.

“Then why is he dangling you over the edge when there’s a ladder RIGHT NEXT TO YOU?!” Devante furiously pointed. Devin quickly climbed down the ladder and popped back up with an awkward wave. 

“You know that would have been a lot easier,” Raj acknowledged.

“And that would have been less of an ab workout,” Wayne agreed.

Devante and Raj quickly made their trips into the vat of eggs down the ladder and back up. The four boys quickly spared a glance towards each other as Dakota dropped from the ceiling. “Come on, you’re still in the game,” Dakota pointed out. She fired her gun at Devin, narrowly missing his head, and that was the cue for the campers to sprint off.

Wayne and Raj quickly turned into one door while Devin and Devante took another door directly across. Wayne and Raj ran past the winding, running corridors as harsh LED lights shone down on them. As they took another turn, Wayne and Raj suddenly collapsed in a heap with another figure. “Owww…”

“Oh Tem,” Raj quickly pointed out. 

“Yeah, that’s me. You two really have a hard tackle,” Tem pointed out.

“You have to get pretty sturdy and nimble on the ice,” Wayne smiled. 

“Oh, Wayne, you have an egg,” Tem stated. “Where was it?”

“Tem, it’s down that way but we like, took a lot of sharp twists and turns, so I can’t remember it,” Raj admitted. “But I have the egg so there’s no need.”

“Okay!” Tem clapped her hands. “Let’s go before Chef hits us. You can come along, Wayne.”

“That was my plan all along!” Raj cheered.

Confessional, Raj

I was really worried that Wayne would tackle me out of the way, he’s a mean tackler, but he plays the game like a true sport.

Confessional, Wayne

So under my control Devin, Devante, and Rajee have got the eggs. Man this is so totally amazing! We’ll be handling these challenges like a puck and a slapshot on frosty Canadian ice!

“EEEEEE!!!” Sadie screeched as she followed a sprinting Hilde down a corridor.

“SHUT UP!” Hilde turned into a room. She threw down a filing cabinet in front of the door as she dove into another doorway. She held her gun tightly as she caught her breath. 

“ATTENTION CAMPERS! DEVANTE HAS ESCAPED WITH AN EGG!” Chris shouted to Hilde’s annoyance. 

Hilde decided to go down the new hallway as Sadie struggled with the filing cabinet. She reached another junction with an open vent. Besides herself, she hopped into the vent, and started to crawl. She looked over a grate as Chef started to stomp around just below. She held her hand over--

“ATTENTION CAMPERS! DEVIN HAS ESCAPED WITH AN EGG!”

Hilde restrained her annoyed grunt as she continued crawling through the vent. The vent lowered to about floor level and she pushed through the grate. A loud, high pitched scream came as she held up her gun. “DON'T’ SHOOT ME!” Angelo held up his hands worriedly.

“Dude,” Hilde deadpanned. “It’s me. Have you been cowering here this entire time?”

Angelo looked around the room. “It’s comfy…” he said as he awkwardly held up his gun. 

“ATTENTION CAMPERS! RAJ AND WAYNE HAVE ESCAPED WITH AN EGG! AND I DIDN’T THINK I HAD TO CLARIFY THIS, BUT ONCE YOU LEAVE, YOU CAN’T GO BACK IN! EVER!”

“What kind of idiot would leave without an egg?” Hilde asked.

“Chris didn’t specify,” Angelo meekly stated. 

“Come on,” Hilde dragged Angelo by the wrist. The two dashed down a hallway almost in lock step even if Hilde had to fiercely drag the ginger. Hilde screeched to a halt when they turned up in another giant room with a lot of doors surrounding them.

“The open door?” Angelo suggested.

“Sure,” Hilde agreed. The two sprinted down the open corridor and found themselves above the vats of eggs. “There they--”

Sky dropped from the ceiling in a three point landing. She pulled out her pistol and blew into it. “Well you aren’t Chef, and I ruined my dramatic entry with that.”

“You like dramatic entries too?” asked Angelo.

“Focus!” Hilde dashed towards the two vats. The three of them looked over the edge to see that the eggs were about three quarters of the way down. Angelo leaned far over and tumbled into the vat with a loud scream that echoed.

The two girls looked at each other before jumping into the vat. A camera placed within the vat showed that Angelo was currently head over heels in a bunch of eggs. Hilde strained as Angelo struggled to come up. All three of them soon grabbed an egg. Hilde turned her head upward as she heard some form of footsteps. While Angelo and Sky talked to each other, Hilde quickly stepped between them. “Sky get your butt up that ladder, Angelo and I can wait.”

“Thanks,” Sky politely smiled before she started to ascend. 

“That’s nice of you to do that,” Angelo mentioned. “I’ll go through the hatch in this vat’s wall.”

“There’s been a hatch this entire time?!” Hilde suddenly twitched. “Come on, out you go. I’ll figure it out.”

Hilde pried open the door and fiercely shoved Angelo through. “THERE’S A TEN FOOT DROP!” Angelo shouted as he plummeted. The punk fighter followed through the hatch and landed on the rather small actor. “Ow….”

The two suddenly heard a gunshot from high above. “ATTENTION CAMPERS! SKY HAS BEEN ELIMINATED FROM THE CHALLENGE!” 

“You go left, I go right?” Angelo suggested.

“Deal!” Hilde suddenly sprinted away. 

Confessional, Sky

There are words that I promised Dave I wouldn’t say this time around. And every single one of them describes my relationship with Keith. I’ll let you fill in the blanks.

Confessional, Hilde

So… I have to play nice with my team. Might as well get some practice with Angelo. The little guy’s as thin as a reed, and he definitely needs help. I might as well be one of them who gives it to him. But as the saying goes, you can bring a horse to water, but you can’t make it drink.

The camera focused on Angelo as he dived into a tube that led to a vent network. He struggled and strained as he tried to crab walk through the vents. He finally made it to a flat portion where a vent opened into a random hallway. He pushed his way through and stumbled out, finding himself looking up at two familiar faces. “Gophers,” he panted. He made a polite bow to Jaiden and Carrie as he finally stood up.

“Mixer,” Jaiden politely replied. 

“Hey he’s got an egg!” Carrie pointed. “If we hop through the vent--”

“I don’t think Hilde would like it if--”

“ATTENTION CAMPERS! HILDE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! ONLY THIRTY MINUTES REMAIN IN THIS CHALLENGE!” Chirs announced. 

“Let’s deal with her later,” Jaiden said as she hopped in the vent. “Cold….”

She held her hand out for Carrie and the two of them started to crawl at a fast pace. Angelo turned around to see that the hallway was rather long but it led to an open expanse. Without much more to do he ran through the hallway, holding his egg possessively. 

Confessional, Angelo

If all the challenges are going to be running around like headless chickens I think I signed up for the wrong show.

Jaiden and Carrie screamed as they careened down a vent without control. The vent network they slid down suddenly split in two when Jaiden was sent off to the left and Carrie was sent to the right. The camera followed Carrie for a moment as she dropped through a hole and turned up right in front of Dakota and Sam. Carrie fumbled as she pulled out her gun.

Sam and Dakota fired their bullet each into Carrie, Dakota hitting her in the chest and Sam hitting her in the leg. “That’s a minute cool down from each of us!” Dakota shouted when Carrie quickly scampered into a room nearby.

In a cinematic camera shot, Carrie hunkered behind a monitor piece with her pistol. Her breaths became heavy as Sadie slowly peered over her. The camera focused on Sadie as she inhaled and pulled out her bell, preparing to ring as she opened her mouth. “NOT TODAY!” Carrie shrieked as she opened fire, aiming directly into Sadie's mouth.

She ran backwards as she screamed, Sadie recoiling from the impact as her bell rang erratically. Carrie let out a triumphant shout as Sadie fell to the ground. She jumped into a victory dance as she suddenly felt a pistol shot to her back.

“ATTENTION CAMPERS! CARRIE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED FROM THE CHALLENGE! GOOD JOB SAMKOTA!” 

Carrie whipped around to see Sam and Dakota high fiving each other as Dakota kissed Sam on the cheek. Carrie exhaled sharply as she stomped off.

Confessional, Carrie

WHEN! (A makeup brush flies)

WILL! (A lipstick rolls over)

IT! (Lip gloss explodes)

BE! (Gel falls down)

MY! (A tube of acne cream falls over)

TURN?! 

(She hits the table furiously and make up flies in the air)

Jaiden’s vent led her to the bottom of the vats. She looked at both of the receptacles with a nervous gulp. As she took a closer look she found that one of them had an open hatch some ten feet off of the ground. Nervously, she glanced around, finding a metal box that looked sturdy enough.

She moved the box over in a quick motion. Then she leapt onto the box and held her hands up as high as she could. Even on tip toes she couldn’t get a grip on the open lower rim of the hatch, but then she jumped and managed to dig her hands into the hatch. She let out a sigh of relief as she strained her way into the hatch.

Confessional, Jaiden

Guess Lightning was right, all that work on my vertical really helped out. Thanks Lightning! 

Jaiden tumbled into the vat of eggs. There were only about a handful left. She picked up a rather small egg and started to climb the ladder as fast as she could.

A camera wipe transitioned to show Jaiden running through the maze of sci-fi features undisturbed. Even as she tripped over her own feet she luckily didn’t find any obstacle in her sight. The door to escape was now open and free. “AND WITH THAT JAIDEN HAS ESCAPED WITH AN EGG! EMMA AND ANGELO REMAIN IN THE MAZE UNCAPTURED WITH ONLY FIVE MINUTES LEFT!”

The shot of Chris shouting in the microphone changed to a splitscreen of Angelo and Emma running down a corridor. The feed focused on Emma as she made a mad dash through one of the open rooms before she collided into someone familiar. “Owww….”

“Same,” Angelo meekly replied. “Emma you don't have an egg?!” 

“I got lost because Sadie, Sam, Staci, and Dakota were all up on my tail!” Emma defended. 

“Come on, let's see if we can find a way to--”

Staci stomped in the room, “Oh hey ya,” Staci said casually as she pulled out her bell. “You know bells were made by my great great great great uncle Dorian. Before him people had to say ding dong every time they wanted to enter a house.”

“NO TIME!” Emma shouted as she knocked Angelo to the ground. She sprinted through an open door as Staci ran after her. 

“WAIT!” Angelo shouted. “Oh boy…”

Confessional, Emma

One of the things I learned living with my NO GOOD ROTTEN HYPE CHASING CLICKBAITING EX BOYFRIEND is that you have to take actions. And sometimes those actions are knocking over gingers in the heat of battle.

Nervously, he looked at the doors for a moment before he realized that there was a tiny map on one of them. As best as he could he analyzed the map. It was then he found an appropriate route towards the safety of the open film lot air. Then, like he did for the past fifteen minutes, he sprinted.

The camera cut to Chef menacingly lumbering around when he got a call on his personal communicator. Chef nodded as he took off his rubber mask that was meant to be the forehead of the mama alien. “Who really gets paid enough for this?”

Staci looked at her pocket as her own communicator started running. Just as she did so Emma fired a bullet into her mouth. “SO LONG STACI!” Emma cackled. Another brief inlet showed Sam, Dakota, and Sadie grabbing their communicators just as a timer went off. 

“Come on…” Hilde balled her fists tightly. Nearby, the other teams were praying for Emma and Angelo not to escape.

“Wait, those are footsteps!” Beardo shouted as he turned his ear towards the door.

Through a winding corridor, Angelo slipped slightly but he regained his balance as he jumped through the threshold of the safe location. “AND ANGELO IS SAFE! AND IT LOOKS LIKE THE ALIENS ARE DEPOSITING THE LAST OF THE CAPTURED VICTIMS OFF RIGHT NOW!”

Carrie tumbled out of a small flatbed truck unceremoniously. She slumbered over to one of the bleachers as she saw Angelo deposit his egg. “So who are we waiting for?” She asked a nearby Jaiden.

“Either Emma or the time limit,” Jaiden pointed to the large clock set in front of the soundstage. “Coming down to the wire.”

“Come on… come on…” Courtney nervously tapped her feet against the metal bleachers. “Just escape so we can win….”

“Oh bro I sure hope if I don’t win immunity then you win immunity,” Wayne told a nearby Raj.

“And I hope if I don’t win immunity then you win immunity!” Raj cheered.

“So who is going to tell them that neither of us can outright be immune?” Tem asked Carmen as she twiddled her fingers.

“Do you really want to break up a happy bromance this soon?” Carmen retorted.

The clock ticked to a minute as the campers still watched the open door. Suddenly--

“AIIIIIIIIEEEEE!” Emma sprinted down the safe corridor. She face-planted across the threshold as Chase let out obnoxious laughter. On her back was a single bullet shot.

“And would you look at that! Emma, you’re the last person to escape! And that faceplant is totally good for youtube.”

“Wait, she doesn’t have an egg!” Jaiden pointed out, her finger twitching.

“No, no she doesn’t,” Chris shook his head. “BUT! Thanks to her, four out of six Mixers have escaped the alien’s nest while only three of six Gaffers escaped the alien’s nest. And in an alien movie, the more survivors the better!”

“HAHA! YES! IN YOUR FACE CHASE! TAKE THAT EGG AND CHOKE ON IT!” Emma danced. The others watched in bile fascination as Emma continued her dance. Once she realized her victory was too long, she stopped awkwardly.

“This means that the top two challenge winners are the Hollering Mixers and the Screaming Gaffers! The Hollering Mixers each win a night at the nearest Milton Hotel! The Screaming Gaffers each gain ten dollars in gift cards for a Milton Hotels spa day! As for the Grips and Costumers, we’ll see you BOTH at elimination tonight!”

“Aww man!” Sky yanked the egg out of Raj’s hand and kicked it to the sky. It soared high into the air before plummeting hard and fast down onto Chris. 

“This doesn’t change the fact that whoever is kicked out of the Costumers is in last place,” Chris spat out the alien goop. “See you in three hours.”

Chris quickly hopped into a kart. Chef drove the kart away while Dakota and Sam collected the eggs. “It was nice meeting you Sadie,” Devante offered a small hand out to the chubby girl. 

“Aww thanks, sorry it couldn’t be under nicer things. I’ll see you on discord after this?” Sadie offered.

“Sure,” Devante smiled.

“Nice seeing you again Staci,” Carson gave a polite wave to the chatterbox. “Shame you’re still muted on our chat.”

“It happens. I guess that’s to be expected when Cameron verifies your family tree and makes a script to filter out lies,” Staci sighed. “See you after the season!”

“Bye Staci!” Carmen waved off eagerly.

Confessional, Devante

I was hoping Sadie could have told me a little more about the challenges, but it’s nice to make a friend. Not the biggest fan of Discord though, especially with their new updates.

Confessional, Courtney

Double eliminations… you know it hasn’t really sunk in until now. This is going to be a very fast season.

Confessional, Emma

BOOM BABY! I’M SAFE! AND CHASE IS NOT! But even he isn’t dumb enough to let Lauren stay in this game.

“Can we all just agree that Lauren needs to just go…. For all of our safety?” Sky almost whispered and yelled at the same time. The Costumers quickly looked around before they seemed to get into a huddle.

“Agreed. I don’t care if she is the second coming of a super athlete. She is probably legally insane,” Tem added.

“Yeah… I’m all for a good prank and all, but hers are actually just a bit… I don’t know… career threatening!” Chase exclaimed, earning a couple perplexed looks from the others.

“I don’t think those were exactly pranks…” Raj stated, as the others nodded in agreement.

“Then let’s just stay away from her and pray we get to the ceremony in one piece,” Carmen said. The group slowly began to separate as an eerie quiet fell upon them. Suddenly Lauren burst out of the bushes on what looked to be a go-kart, while driving with one hand she held a chainsaw in the other. 

“COME OUT AND PLAY FRIENDS!” Lauren yelled out. The other five campers screamed and scattered trying to stay as far away from Lauren as humanly possible.

Confessional, Lauren

I don’t get why they all run away.. I just want to play.

Confessional, Chase

I’m all for pranks. But I get the sense she isn’t really joking.

Confessional, Sky

I would rather Scarlett at this point. At least I know she wouldn’t murder me…. Right?

“This absolutely sucks,” Raihan huffed. Anne Maria rubbed her back as the pair were sitting hunched over a picnic bench nearby the trailers.

“It’ll be fine. Losing happens all the time. You saw Pahkitew, Cody, love the poor geek and all, but he had the worst losing streak ever,” Anne Maria replied, giving a half chuckle.

“Still doesn’t make this feel any better, I came here to prove myself, not fail,” Raihan seemed to kick the ground.

“You don’t cook a good frittata without breaking eggs,” Anne Maria started to shake a can. “You can look perfect all you want and you can look perfect all the time, but that doesn't mean you have to be perfect, amiright?”

“I guess,” Raihan took a deep breath. “Really appreciate you sticking out for me. Who do you want to vote for?”

“That’s far from the fun part,” Anne Maria huffed. “But between the four of them, I think Sugar is our obvious weak link.”

“You don’t care about the whole being from the same season thing?”

“A little. But at the end of the day I don’t want to be back here, and I’d feel better about the three boys than I would her,” Anne Maria explained. “What kind of guy wouldn’t want to work with two fine ladies like us?”

“I would too, just wanted to be sure,” Raihan stood up and started to stretch. “Would the guys want to do that? Would Justin? Him and Sugar seem close.”

“Wayne and Devin don’t seem to be the brightest, I’m sure we could work something out with them. Meatballs with muscles and all. If he wasn’t on the rebound you know I’d be working quicker with Devin. And Wayne’s probably Raj-sexual if that makes sense.”

Raihan snorted. “Wonder what that flag looks like.” Her train of thought suddenly derailed as she heard screeching wheels and a whirring motor. “Is…”

Anne Maria looked where Raihan was pointing to see Lauren and her go-kart ripping and wheeling. The two Grips also caught sight of Tem’s brown hair bobbing up and down between several tables. “Tem being chased by Lauren over there?” Anne Maria completed. “I see it too.”

“Should we help Tem?”

“She ain’t our teammate,” Anne Maria shook her head. “Come on, we’ve got two meatballs to talk to.”

Confessional, Raihan

Maybe I shouldn’t have put all my eggs in one basket, but I feel safer that way! It’ll show future employers that I’m loyal to the end and I’m ready to ride whatever car I’m in into the sunset.

“I’m telling you Justin, those two girls are a duo and we need to take one of them out now!” Sugar pleaded. The pageant girl and the model were walking through some of the many sets with an aerial camera view zooming in on them.

“Then who do you suggest we go for then?” Justin asked, flipping his hair back and out of his eyes

“A-Anne Maria, obviously. She’s obviously the better player between the two.”

“Wouldn’t that make Raihan easier to vote out? It’d weaken the newbies as well,” Justin countered.

“Yeah I guess. But Anne Maria is more likely to bring Devin and Wayne together, I don’t think Raihan could do that.”

“You do raise a fair point. I do trust Anne Maria more in challenges though. And I don’t know about you, but I would rather not lose a lot.”

“I mean we’ve competed in two challenges now. Neither has exactly been spectacular.”

“I guess. I still would prefer Raihan over Anne Maria. But I think your logic is sound, so I am fine conceding here.”

“We’ll need to check in with Wayne and Devin, but you know we make a pretty strong team. We could… you know form a duo?” Sugar proposed, grabbing Justin’s arm.

“Of course, Sugar, why would I say no to you!”

Confessional, Sugar

Only enough room for one beauty queen on this team. 

Confessional, Justin

Sugar is half into me and half trying to manipulate me, it’s quite funny really. When you’ve been in modeling as long as I have, you can see a snake pretty easily… that said Sugar is the most obvious snake I’ve ever seen.

“Hey Wayne! Can I talk to you for a second?” Raihan exclaimed, waving down Wayne who was wandering around the film lot.

“Of course eh! I’ve just been looking for that hockey set you know!?”

“Right…. Look I just wanted to ask how you were feeling about the vote you know?”

“Not great! I like all of ya you know. I think I might just vote based on challenge performance,” Wayne explained.

“Yeah I totally get it, let me cut to the chase. I talked a bit with Anne Maria, and we were wondering if you would maybe vote for Sugar?”

“I don’t know, eh. She’s been pretty solid in the challenges so far, seems to know what she’s doing you know. I don’t know if voting for her is the right call,” Wayne hesitated.

“I mean who would you propose?”

“I’m honestly not really sure…. Like I said eh, I like all of you guys!”

“Really? Not one of us you like a little less than the others?” Raihan pressed.

“Nope! We’re a team and as a captain like figure I’ve gotta not have favorites because that’s a real bad team there,” Wayne mentioned.

“Well… good chat then,” Raihan said with an eye roll. She turned around and stormed off, her hands curled into fists and her shoulders hunched in anger.

“Yep! Great chat Raihan!” As Wayne turned around and went back to looking for his hockey studio, he crashed into a pale Chase with eyes wide.

“Hey Chase! How’s it going man!” Wayne exclaimed.

“Could be better. You haven’t seen Lauren have you?”

“Oh that Scary Girl? No I haven’t man, what’s wrong, you look like you saw a ghost.”

“I’ll be one if she gets her hands on me, I gotta keep moving!” Chase got up and sprinted off in a random direction leaving Wayne behind who gave a confused look as he scratched the top of his head.

“Well that was weird. Maybe that’s just how all famous Youtubers are.”

Confessional, Raihan

Sugar has the manners of a pig and the class of a rat! You cannot tell me she is this big challenge asset when she is clearly the furthest away from being perfect at challenges anyways!

Confessional, Wayne

This is a tough one man, I don’t want to leave anyone mad at me, but like I also don’t want to keep losing. I guess in a way this is similar to people being cut from the team in hockey, except we do the cutting, not the coaches.

“What’re you doing in here Justin? I thought everyone was supposed to run around and talk about the vote? Or at least that’s what Carrie told me,” Devin exclaimed, as he walked into his team’s trailer, seeing Justin using the mirror to check out his looks.

“You’re not wrong, I was just making sure I didn’t pick up any bruises from the challenge. Can’t lose my modeling contracts now!” Justin explained with a million dollar smile.

“Right…. I mean since I’m here, should we talk about the vote?” Devin asked.

“Yeah actually, take a seat. I did want to talk to you about something.” Devin nodded, and took a seat on one of the lower bunk beds across from Justin and his mirror.

“What’s up?”

“I was thinking about the vote, and I talked to Sugar a bit, and she seems to really want Anne Maria gone. Apparently Anne Maria wants Sugar gone too. I was thinking it wouldn’t be a bad idea to side with Sugar, but wanted to see what you thought,” Justin glanced in his mirror.

“I’m not against it. I don’t feel that close to Anne Maria at all. But I’m also not that close with Sugar either. I would like to at least have Wayne involved so our team is strong going forward.”

“That’s fine. Who is Wayne thinking about voting?”

“He kind of wants to vote for Raihan, I think,” Devin’s brow furrowed. “He thinks she is the weakest in challenges.”

“Right… I think I could talk him into voting for Anne Maria… Or Sugar if we decide to go that way,” Justin adjusted the neck of his shirt.

“When we talked he seemed to really not want to vote for anyone. I don’t know if that’s good or bad, but that’s where his mind seems to be at.”

“Good to know. Good talk Devin!”

Confessional, Justin

What is with this team and duos? We got a bromance over here, girl power over there… And that leaves me with…. Sugar… Beauty and the Butterball.

Confessional, Devin

This game is moving so fast, one minute the vote is Raihan, the next it might be Anne Maria or Sugar. What is going on?

“Alright Sugar, you asked to talk, what do you want to talk about?” Anne Maria asked the curly blonde. 

Standing up from the picnic bench to meet Anne Maria’s eyes, “I wanted to see if we could make some sort of truce. Keep us both safe you know? Can’t let the newbies gain any sort of control.”

“What are you proposing?” Anne Maria asked, her eyebrow raised.

“Well, Wayne wants to vote out Raihan, and the other two guys seem to be on board for that too. If we put aside our little spat, we can vote out Raihan, and then be returnee strong with Justin.”

“Why can’t we just vote out Wayne or Devin instead?” Anne Maria brought up.

“And get rid of our challenge strength? Girl that ain’t gonna happen.”

“Then you can kiss this truce and my big tan butt behind, because I’m not going to just turn on Raihan to sweeten your peaches.”

“You ain’t making a lick of sense! Don’t forget to pack your stuff and slap the donkey on the way out,” Sugar mockingly waved.

“No wonder Eva still hates you, you really are a piece of work.”

“Stay jealous,” Sugar said with an eye roll, strutting off, making sure to kick some dirt up onto Anne Maria who looked on in disgust.

Sugar’s dramatic exit suddenly screeched to an anticlimactic end when Raj flew out of the bushes with Lauren in hot pursuit. Blindsided, Sugar stumbled backwards onto the picnic table as Lauren chased after Raj. Raj was screaming his head off as he ran into another set of bushes with Lauren right behind him taking out everything Raj ran through.

Confessional, Anne Maria

I (she claps her hands) have (clap) this (clap) thing (clap) called (clap-)morals. It probably isn’t great for a game like this. But I left this game without a million dollars nor attachment to anyone. At least this time I’m leaving with a friend. (Snap, snap snippity snap)

Confessional, Sugar

Your funeral (Sugar gives a massive shrug)

Confessional, Raj

She isn’t in here is she? Good…. This is surprisingly easy. I hope the rest of the votes are like this.

“I see you finally found that hockey set!’ Justin smiled enthusiastically, walking up to Wayne who was staring admirably at the set. 

“Yeah eh! It looks great. Maybe it needs a few updates to be more modernized. But I am satisfied! Hopefully we actually use it!”

“I’m sure there is some sort of sports genre. There has to be,” Justin replied, placing a hand on Wayne’s shoulder. “I do wish this was more of a social visit, but I do feel we should discuss the vote.”

“Yeah I figured… I’ve been kind of leaning Raihan. I feel she is an obvious weak link you know.”

“I get it, I know Sugar and Anne Maria want each other out, and Devin seems to be leaning towards Anne Maria. I was thinking we should also go that route.”

“I don’t know. Anne Maria and Sugar both seem like fierce competitors.”

“Wouldn’t that be cause to eliminate one of them?”

“Cause?”

“A reason…” Justin deadpanned.

“Oh right.. I mean I guess. But I know Devin and I talked and he kind of agreed with me about Raihan.”

“How about this, since you seem really stressed. I’ll tell you right before we go to the ceremony, where the majority is going, so you can just vote there and not have to worry.”

“Okay that works for me.”

Confessional, Wayne

I’m so confused man, like stop speaking to me in riddles

Confessional, Justin

If I vote with the boys, I get to keep Anne Maria and Sugar feuding with each other, as well as them being two returnees is a bonus, and I get a nice guys alliance with a majority. But I could also risk the two girls hating me, and I barely know Wayne and Devin anyways. Or the secret third option of blindsiding Sugar… which may actually leave no one angry with me. A tough decision all around, but --

(The confessional door slams open

Confessional, Justin and Lauren

Justin: Lauren?

Lauren: Hi pretty boy… don’t mind me, just looking for a new toy…. Oooh!

Justin: What? What’s that you’re--

Lauren: HAHAHAHAHHA

(Justin runs out of the confessional, pursued by Lauren on a Jackhammer)

The camera cuts to Lauren still on her orange jackhammer, chasing now all of her teammates who were screaming their heads off to the elimination ceremony. As the five campers rounded a corner in an attempt to lose Lauren, she managed to head straight into a massive tripwire sending her flying off the jackhammer and straight into one of the Elimination Ceremony bleachers.

Confessional, Tem

I’d like to speak with the producers. I get you guys like drama, but I didn’t know you guys liked to cast actual psychopaths

Confessional, Lauren

NO FAIR! I was just having fun

Confessional, Sam

Harold taught me some tricks from his Trapping Steve’s Trapping Camp.

Elimination Ceremony

The remaining eleven campers filed into the elimination ceremony where there were two sets of wooden bleachers, each separately labeled with a team logo designating where each team was supposed to sit. In front of the bleachers there was a massive wooden stage lined with red curtains where Chris stood behind a wooden podium.

“Alright everyone. We have twelve people here this ceremony. By the end of the night that’ll be ten returning to your trailers,” Chris announced.

“We can make that lower,” Lauren leaned over Sky. “If we want,” she grinned.

“No, no, that’s not necessary,” Chris waved his hands. “Under your seats you’ll find a voting device. Please select the team member you want to go home. It’ll only work for the team you’re a part of. In addition please type out your voting reason.”

Twelve hands pressed a button on their devices. Then twenty four hands started typing their confessions. Once all was said and done a monitor dropped from the rafters of the amphitheater. “The first team to vote someone out will be the Lethal Costumers due to their legendary suckage in the challenge today. I will throw you a gilded Chris if you are safe… I don’t think I need to read the votes for you guys. If anyone has an idol they want to play right now I will take it.”

There was no movement from the Lethal Costumers. “And… the safe campers are….”

“Carmen….” The blonde bombshell clumsily caught the statuette before she sat up straight once more.

“Sky….” With one hand Sky caught the statuette.

“Raj…” The hockey bro cheered as he intercepted the golden chris.

“And Chase!” Chris finished. The monitor zoomed in on the hypester’s profile as he struck a supposedly handsome face before he was hit with the golden Chris. 

“Now… Lauren and Tem,” The monitor changed to a split screen. Lauren had an unsteady smile on her face while Tem was staring at the camera with wide eyes. “Of the two of you, only one of you is safe.”

The monitor changed from a split screen to alternating between Tem and Lauren’s faces as Chris changed his aim between the two girls. “Tem!”

She let out a breath she didn’t realize was that big as slumped in her seat with the golden Chris landing on her lap.

“Really?” Lauren shouted in her shrill voice. “I thought we were having just so much fun! But now I see that our definitions of fun do not run concurrent to each other. It may not be today, it may not be tomorrow, but that ever present emotion of regret is only going to grow and grow like a balloon. And do you know what happens to balloons that get too big?”

Tem backed away from her seat close to Lauren as many of the others in her vicinity did the same. “They float. They float real good, but then they pop, and then they drench you in a coat of blood, a coat of shame, and a coat of horror. Whatever happens will happen. And if I have anything to say about this years from now when you long forgotten who I am I will find you and make you wish you’d never been born!”

Dumbfounded and horrified, the remaining Costumers and the Grips grabbed onto each other tightly. “Bye!” Lauren cutely tittered as she skipped down the walk of shame and got into the lame-o-sine.

“Is she gone?” Chef asked Chris, whose finger was on an earpiece.

“Yes she is,” Chris nodded. The two let out a sigh of relief. “Now! We have to eliminate a Grip!” The Grips looked incredibly nervous but they returned back to their original seats.

“Unlike the Costumers, you guys do not have a possibly psychopathic teammate, so I will actually be reading the votes. Which have been printed out onto these nice sheets of paper!”

“Before I read the votes, if anyone has an idol they’d like to play, now is the time to do so!” Chris exclaimed, the Grips all looked between each other, no one made a move to stand up.

“Alright I’ll read the votes….”

“FIRST VOTE…. Anne Maria.”

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“THIRD VOTE…. Anne Maria.”

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“FOURTH VOTE…. Sugar.”

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“FIFTH VOTE….. Anne Maria.”

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“SIXTH VOTE…. And the second person voted out of Total Drama Action… Anne Maria.” Sugar breathed a sigh of relief, while the Costumer girls had a look of shock on their faces. Anne Maria looked disappointed and Raihan looked absolutely pissed.

“Well that sucks. At least I wasn’t first I guess. I can take that at least,” Anne Maria chuckled. 

“I’m sorry eh. It was a really tough choice,” Wayne exclaimed, his head down in shame.

“It’s alright. Seriously, I’m just not made for this game.”

“NO! It’s not alright! Sugar should be going! She is incredibly schemey! You didn’t deserve this!” Raihan exclaimed. The Costumers looked between each other, eyebrows raised in curiosity.

“What-” Sugar started, before Justin hushed her.

“Save it, we have an audience,” Justin whispered, pointing over to the five Costumers, to which Sugar just rolled her eyes.

“You’ll be alright, win this thing for me. And don’t be so hard on yourself,” Anne Maria said, giving a crying Raihan a massive hug, before she entered the Lame-O-Sine and left the campers. All of them except Sugar waving goodbye to the Jersey girl.

The camera cut away to Chris by himself monologuing “Twenty-Two are left, and with two campers leaving us each episode, the stakes have never been higher. And with idols still out in the wild, how will that affect the gameplay moving forward. Find out next time on TOTAL DRAMA ACTION!”

Final Confessional, Lauren

And I was just getting started with my fun… when I find out what scares each of them I will (The following has been cut out due to being far too graphic for audiences to hear)

Final Confessional, Anne Maria

Out early yet again. You can’t say your girl didn’t try. I’m just not cut out for these strategy shows, but it’s whatever. I’m of course cheering for my girl Raihan, as bleak as her situation is right now. But I don’t have much to s ay, like I stuck true to who I am, and ultimately having some morals out here ain’t worth nothing. Peace out!

Confessional, Chris

Had Lauren not been the vote this evening, we would have expelled her from the game due to her antics. She had this whole scary girl scout thing going on in her interview, this… jackhammering, skull loving freak… was certainly something we did not foresee. (He shudders)

Confessional, Sam

Since votes are cast live at the ceremony, I have managed to construct an AI with Cameron’s help that perfectly speaks and looks like the players. So everything you see here is an AI that is just speaking what the campers wrote down on their devices. All players were aware of this and provided possible dialogue. The files for this project have been set to corrupt after the season for privacy purposes.

Votes 

Carmen: …So I’m going with the majority this episode with Lauren!

Chase: I love insanity as much as the next guy but you can put me in death defying situations when it’s worth it! Dealing with Lauren, no !

Lauren: Oh boo, one less person to make scream this time around. If it had to be someone, Tem , you don’t really have the best screams.

Raj: Can’t someone put her in a penalty box or something? I’m voting for Lauren.

Sky: I was medevaced once, and never again. Voting for Lauren will make it easier to ensure that'll never happen. Please goodbye Scary Girl….

Tem: I mean… is there any other choice besides Lauren ?

Anne Maria: Gotta fight to the end, hopefully my girly will make it further. Sorry Sugar , at least you went down swinging.

Devin: My first vote! Obviously… I’d vote for Shelly if that two bit clown were here but I’m going for Anne Maria since we really don’t need fights this soon.

Justin: Oh Anne Maria , I’m really sorry, but this just isn’t your game.

Raihan: So Anne Maria, Justin, Wayne, and I can go for Sugar, and that’s what I’ll do. I’ll vote for Sugar .

Sugar: Justin’s easy to look at, but you know I’m loyal to my wizard. Maybe if Justin gets more of the heat I can stay here long. So that’s why I’m NOT sorry but I have to go for Anne Maria .

Wayne: Bro, this like, totally sucks pucks. I have to go for Anne Maria . This is harder than I thought.

24th: Lauren: 5-1

23rd: Anne Maria: 4-2

Teams

Hollering Mixers: Courtney, Ella, Shawn, Angelo, Emma, Hilde

Screaming Gaffers: Beardo, Carson, Jaiden, Carrie, Devante, Zee

Killer Grips: Justin, Sugar, Devin, Raihan, Wayne

Lethal Costumers: Carmen, Sky, Tem, Chase, Raj  

Chapter Text

“Last time on Total Drama Action! We watched as the campers competed against each other and Chef as they tripped over each other trying to both stay alive and steal some eggs. However the Costumers and Grips failed to make it out alive and both were sent to the Elimination Ceremony. At the Ceremony Lauren was voted out due to her psychotic antics, whereas Anne Maria was blindsided over Sugar as the boys decided to stick by the country girl. Twenty-two remain, and two more will go home tonight on this episode of TOTAL! DRAMA! ACTION!”

Theme Song

“So let me get this straight. You lost your leg while surfing to a great white shark, and after losing your leg you still managed to surf into shore?” Carson asked Zee. The pair were sitting at one of the picnic tables outside of the trailers. “Forgive me… but that seems a tad outlandish.”

“Naw dude it’s cool. It’s one of those things you just had to be there for, you know,” Zee replied, taking a massive sip from his soda can.

“And you’re completely chill about this? I would think this would be a really traumatic event, you know?” Carson mused, adjusting his ponytail.

“Life happens, I always try to look at the positives more than the negatives,” Zee replied with a smile, taking another sip from his soda.

“I think most people could learn from that,” Carson said with a chuckle. “I should probably get to the food tent, I haven’t had my breakfast yet,” Carson stood up from the table and gave Zee a wave as he headed off to the Craft Services Tent.

Confessional, Carson

I weirdly believe him? I’m so confused.

“What was that about?” Beardo exclaimed, walking out from his trailer, startling Zee.

“Woah dude you startled me,” Zee said with a light chuckle, checking himself to make sure he didn’t spill any of his drink.

“Sorry,” Beardo said, scratching the back of his head. “I just noticed that you keep giving people different stories about your leg is all.”

“Oh that! It’s just a birth defect. I like to tell people wild stories just for fun. It’s harmless man.”

“Aw. No worries, I was just curious,” Beardo chuckled. “Should we go get some food?”

“For sure dude.”

Confessional, Zee

The way I see it, you gotta turn a negative into a positive. Most people would see my lack of a leg as a downside, but I see it as a way to create some positivity.

Confessional, Beardo

Whatever floats his boat. Not like it’s harming anyone.

Jaiden was alone at her team’s table. It was still fairly early in the morning for the campers to arrive. Devin walked over to her and took a seat across from Jaiden, causing her to look up from her piece of jellied toast.

“Uh hey Devin. You know this isn’t your team’s table right?” Jaiden asked quizzically.

“Yeah I know. I Just wanted to make sure Carrie was doing okay,” Devin replied.

“Aw that’s sweet of you Devin. She has held up well in the challenges, and everyone likes her, I think at least. So I think she’s doing okay.”

“Alright. I know being here means a lot to her, so I just want to make sure she can get the full experience you know.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll watch her back for her, and I’ll help you out if I can.”

“I appreciate that!” Devin smiled. “I should get going before someone gets suspicious,” Devin added, standing up and making his way to his table, taking a seat next to Wayne.

Confessional, Jaiden

That’s honestly very sweet of Devin to check in on Carrie. They’d make a great couple… if Devin wasn’t incredibly dense and Carrie wasn’t incredibly chicken.

Confessional, Devin

Gotta make sure my homie is doing alright. We both want to play this game together, and we can’t do that if one of us goes out early.

The camera panned throughout the Craft Services Tent that was slowly gaining in number as more campers arrived. The camera then focused in on Courtney and Hilde who were waiting for Chef to finish a new batch of eggs and sausage for breakfast.

“You know Courtney… I don’t say this often, but I have to say I respect how you took up the leader position of the team,” Hilde stated.

“Well that was rather… blunt.” Courtney deadpanned.

“I’m a blunt person. I’m just really used to taking the lead on things, so it’s nice to not have to be that for once you know.”

“I get it. I really like to keep things under control. I really learned a lot from Island… and from Duncan.”

“I think I just saw your eyes turn into hearts,” Hilde chuckled.

“Don’t tell him that, his ego will inflate more than it already has.”

“Didn’t he beat you on the Island? We can’t have that happen twice in a row now.”

“If neither of us win, then let’s both at least make it past Duncan. He needs a reality check.” The two girls chuckled as Chef gave them a weird look, placing their food on their trays.

Confessional, Courtney

For someone who I had written off as a bit of a grouchy person. Hilde has a few more dimensions than I expected.

Confessional, Hilde

I like Courtney. She’s a bit nitpicky, but I can appreciate someone who steps up whenever she can.

“You know amigas. I’ve been thinking,” Carmen started. “What if us three had a girls' alliance?” The other two girls leaned in, speaking in hushed tones.

“That would be awesome! No season has had a successful all girls alliance yet!” Tem exclaimed with a massive smile.

“Yes! It’d be great if one of us managed to win this thing! I know Leshawna and Heather had their thing, but that was a duo. We need an all girl final three this season!” Sky exclaimed.

“Then it’s settled. Let’s watch each other’s backs if we can in this early stage. I’m sure Chris will have a swap for us this season,” Carmen mused.

“Yeah. No way he makes us stay in these small teams all premerge. There wouldn’t be enough drama to satiate him,” Tem chuckled.

“Who knows what he has planned. He’s done Godzilla and Alien as his first two movie genres. Watch the Horror genre be next,” Sky added.

“Chris is probably one of those Horror movie watchers who hides under the blanket,” Carmen said as the three ladies laughed to themselves.

Confessional, Sky

Girl power am I right!? I know I am probably playing a bit hard. Two alliances in essentially three days. But like I want my bases covered.

Confessional, Carmen

I like Tem and Sky personally. Sky is great at challenges and a solid leader. And Tem has appeared to be fairly level headed. Already better than how I was doing back on Revenge.

“Hey Angelo,” Emma said, taking a seat next to the theater kid. “Mind if I sit here?”

“No, not at all,” Angelo said, giving the blonde a small smile.

“I know we haven’t talked a whole lot, but i noticed that you kind of like to be alone, are you doing okay?”

“Yeah I’m doing alright. I think I’m just struggling to adjust, you know. I just miss my friends back home.”

“You mentioned you do theater right?”

“Yeah I do. It’s a big passion of mine.”

“I know when I used to get nervous, I would pretend as if I was doing one of our Youtube videos, to put me at ease. You know, like something familiar to help calm you down.”

“So like just pretend this is all a big theater production?”

“More or less. Or at least in your mind you know.”

“I never thought of it like that. Thanks Emma! It really means a lot for you to help me out,” Angelo said, giving Emma a toothy smile.

“It’s no problem at all!” Emma exclaimed, patting Angelo on the back before returning to her food.

Confessional, Emma

I adore Angelo. I loved theater at my school, it was so fun. I never ended up doing it because the Youtube group I was once a part of took up all of my time. But that’s all in the past now.

Confessional, Angelo

That took up all of my social battery. I like her, but she doesn't put me at ease like Ella. She's almost way too hyper, like she’s had three energy drinks or something.

“You sure seem happy this morning,” Sugar antagonized Raihan, giving the girl an eye roll.

“Put a sock in it Sugar, no one wants to hear it,” Raihan replied, shooting daggers towards the blonde.

“Blah blah blah, just cause a vote didn’t go your way doesn’t give you the right to be all pouty,” Sugar replied, shooting her tongue out.

Raihan fired a piece of egg at Sugar which landed squarely on her face, Raihan and Wayne both let out a small chuckle.

“You got egg on your face!” Wayne exclaimed, struggling to keep in his laughter.

“Can it,” Sugar said sternly staring right into Wayne’s soul, who promptly shut up. She stood up and strutted over to Raihan, but Justin managed to grab the pageant girl and forced her back into her seat. 

“Would you cool it, we need these other people to like you. If they see you going after Raihan they’ll side with her,” Justin whispered.

“Whatever,” Sugar huffed.

“Remember what happened to Amy? The same thing will happen to you.”

“Ugh fine, I’ll leave her alone.”

Confessional, Raihan

That was… exhilarating! I’ve never felt this feeling of hate before and I love it, I can’t wait to knock Sugar’s block off.

Confessional, Sugar

Spray tan went first, Ms. Perfect will follow, mark my words.

“Good morning campers!” Sam drove Chris in on a sand colored ATV. ”Welcome to your next day of Total Drama Action! For some of you it’ll be your last, but that’s a conversation for later. This time around we’re tackling the totally tubular high stakes to get stoked world of the beach bum movie genre! So all you cool cats and beach bums and tanned big mamas better get your swimsuits on. We have three mini challenges this time to make sure we get the best in--”

“FANSERVICE?!” Carmen excitedly shouted. The other teams stared at her. “What? I missed out on the fanservice my last season, I can’t wait to strut my stuff!”

“Not necessarily…. But there will be by virtue of swimsuits,” Dakota explained. “Our team of censors are ready to make it comfortable in line with the network and broadcast requirements, especially since you’re all around sixteen.”

“It’ll begin in thirty minutes! Meet Dakota at the designated soundstage! Other interns will lead you to the site!”

The campers quickly finished up their breakfast before splitting up. “So, swimsuits and all,” Raj put a hand on Angelo. “Come on dude you’ve gotta be excited to show off what you have.”

“I ummm….” Angelo stammered.

“Hey Angelo!” Emma rushed up. “Raj,” she added in a hasty greeting. “I just love the beach!”

“Ice is where it’s at,” Raj interjected. 

“Hey Raj! Come on, let’s see if we get strategizing and thinking before the challenge,” Chase sauntered over. “You know Emma you’re gonna look mighty fine in those swimsuits, and I’ll be sure to show you what I’ve got because I’m new and improved baby.”

Chase slung an arm around Raj and guided him away as Emma started to fume. “Let’s just pick out our swimsuits…” Angelo walked with Emma.

Confessional, Emma

I had this lovely swimsuit with an adorable gingham ginger pattern. It really hugged my curves and I felt minty keen.

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THEN CHASE SENT IT AND TWO OF MY OTHER SWIMSUITS OVER TO HIS RELATIVES IN THE PHILIPPINES! ONE OF THEM ENDED UP ON HIS EIGHTY YEAR OLD LOLA! 

Confessional, Chase

(he’s already in his swimsuit and flexing to the camera)

Gotta say, these suits my grandma got me from the Philippines really help out. Thanks Lola!

Confessional, Angelo

Hot guys in swimsuits? And me? Oh man…

Zee and Beardo stood in their trailer as they unfolded each of their swimsuits. Zee opted for long swim pants that covered his legs down to his ankle. He adjusted his cap as he took off his shirt. “You ready bro?” asked Zee.

“Gonna put on some sunscreen. Dad would prefer it if I do,” Beardo explained. “What about you?”

“I don't really do much of that, that irritates my leg,” Zee explained. He fixed his luggage such that one of his prosthetic legs would be kept in sight. “Good thing I brought two this time around, I wouldn't know what to do if one of them exploded.”

“It’s the water, there can’t be many explosions,” Beardo pointed out.

“Never know dude,” Zee stretched. “You never know.”

The two exited to see Devante and Carson in their swimsuits. “Let’s get going,” Devante quickly directed. 

“Dude, chill, we have all day to get there,” Zee scratched his thigh.

“No, we only have twenty minutes,” Devante deadpanned. 

“So since this is a water challenge, I’d recommend staying dry,” Carson pointed out. “I know getting wet isn’t the best thing to do because that just makes you cold.”

“I can see that.” Devante replied, giving a massive eye roll.

Confessional, Beardo

I tried reassuring him but he already seems chill enough.

The contestants, all in their swimsuits, started to shiver at the cold temperature of the soundstage. “How does THIS represent a beach day?” Emma snapped. 

“Even the cold places like Russia have beaches, so think of this as a Russian beach,” Chris said, warm and toasty in two layers of clothing.

Chris took a sip of his warm drink and let out a satisfied sigh. “Don’t worry, we’ll go into warmer locales in the soundstage later in the day. But I know something that’ll get you all warmed up right now. Today is yet another double elimination episode! And it will be that way until we get rid of a good handful of you.”

“Double?!” Carson nervously shouted. His look of fear seemed to replicate among the other campers. “Ah jeez.”

“Don’t worry Carson, you already technically survived one double,” Jaiden shuddered. “They can’t keep up the doubles for too long.”

“No we can’t,” Chef said. “BUT YOU’LL FIND OUT WHEN YOU SHUT UP AND LET THE CHALLENGE HAPPEN!”

The campers immediately quieted down as Chris held the warm drink in his hands.  “The first challenge today is a totally tubular hanging loose endurance competition! You’ll be standing on these boards and trying to last as long as you possibly can because team averages are where it really matters.” 

“Who says tubular anymore?” Carmen asked a nearby Courtney.

“Old people like Chris,” Courtney shrugged bluntly.

The camera made a cut to Chef, Dakota, and Sam manning three identical cannons. “One member each from the opposing teams will be firing these birds aiming to knock your blocks off into the water,” Chef explained from his cannon. 

“And don’t worry, the fall won’t be into rocks,” Dakota reassured. “Total Drama is proud to collaborate with the Wawanakwa macro ecosystem in hiring animal representatives in an effort to raise awareness for the effects of toxic waste and excessive pollution.”

The camera focused on the unconventional weaponry, what looked to be mutated gulls with rattlesnake tails. “That’s horrific,” Devante gulped.

From the water a familiar gray fin splashed out of the water. The campers let out a gulp as Carmen, Jaiden, and Carson craned their necks over the rim of the tank. “FANG!” The three shouted. The mutant shark gave an almost menacingly friendly wave before diving back in.

“The shark?” Raihan asked.

“The very same,” Hilde figured.

“He’ll be around every so often,” Chris shrugged. “But he’s not supposed to be on site on his days off so you can’t get any secrets from him.”

“How would we do that?” Devante asked.

“You won’t, so don’t bother,” Chris shrugged. “Since the teams are unbalanced only five of you will be competing. Mixers and Gaffers get to picking.”

Confessional, Angelo

I don’t know if I would have focused all that well this challenge because I got to sit out. I feel bad though. I mean, have you seen these guys? When do I look like this? E gia spaventoso, how much more if I was on the board!

Confessional, Devante

…What? I’m not an athlete. And I weigh the least out of all the others on my team besides Jaiden. And Jaiden says she’s got some workouts from Lightning that’ll help her.

Hilde bit the bullet and opted to go first. She steadied herself on the simulated board as Fang jumped out of the water. The motor on the board started as she held her hands out for balance. “Oh….” she groaned. Another camera shot showed Devin, Raj, and Jaiden manning the cannons. Raj fired his cannon first high above Hilde’s face. “MISSED ME! MISSED ME! NOW YOU HAVE TO KISS ME!” Hilde taunted.

“Really?” Raj blushed. “I umm--”

“IT’S JUST A TAUNT!” Devin shouted. “WOMEN ARE GOING TO KISS YOU AND THEN LEAVE YOU!”

“Take that passion and direct it to Hilde!” Jaiden shouted. She fired her gun at the same time as Devin and Hilde backed up on the board. She lost her balance and splashed into the water. The entire endeavor lasted two minutes and ten seconds.

The camera splash transitioned and showed Devin on the board. He waved to Carrie with a thumbs up, a clear look of red blush now on her face. She made a hand motion to force Devin to look at the cannons ahead and keep balanced.

First to fire was Hilde, who shouted something incoherent. Then Raj fired his gun straight into Devin’s stomach. The contestants winced as a red welt appeared on his stomach. Raj, Hilde, and Jaiden leaned forward expectantly as Devin teetered back and forth on the board, coming close to falling several times. He finally fell in once the board shifted back and he fell back first. The camera seemed to highlight his rather ripped torso now marred by an annoyingly large red welt. From the time he got on the board to the splash in the water it was only a minute and twenty-five seconds.

Jaiden hopped on the board next with a nervous glance at her fellow teammates. She held her thumb up before she suddenly looked at the front of the board. It tilted back and she clung to it tightly, screaming all the while.

“BOOM!” Devin shouted as he fired his gun high above Jaiden’s head. The poor girl screamed as the surfboard tilted to her left.

Raj fired his shot next and hit Jaiden on the back. She screeched loudly, with Fang being shown closing his eyes tightly. That shot caused her to lose her grip and she slowly slid off the water. That took a minute and twenty seconds from the start to the end.

Finally, Raj stood on the board with a confident grin. “Bro, do a fakey into the hang ten!” Wayne called out from the side.

“Don’t give him advice!” Raihan snapped. “He’s the enemy!”

“But I don’t want him to get hurt,” Wayne innocently replied.

“Then wish him good luck, don’t make him do a fakey into the hang ten,” Raihan explained. 

“Alright, stay safe Rajie!”

Raj smiled and held up a peace sign while the surfboard started running. He managed to shuffle back and forth along the length of the board in a bent over position. He was able to dodge Devin’s shot with a jump. Unsteadily he managed to stick the landing, only to receive a blow to the head. As he staggered back, the camera caught wind of Hilde high-fiving Jaiden as she fired her own shot into Raj’s side. The striker fell into the water and rushed out as Fang chased after him. “And that’s two minutes and thirty seconds for Raj!” Chris said while a board updated behind him.

Confessional, Hilde

That gun felt good  in my hands.

Confessional, Devin

Maybe I shouldn’t be visualizing Shelly…. I SHOULD BE VISUALIZING HER NO GOOD TWO TIMING POWER ABUSING TENNIS INSTRUCTOR!

Confessional, Raj

I didn’t know mutated gulls fire that fast!

Confessional, Jaiden

Well… at least I outlasted someone… Hopefully I won’t be the weakest link.

Carson was the next one up on the board. He undid his ponytail and his hair fluttered in the back. A light shone on him and he seemed to be basked in a glow rather similar to surfers on the covers of romance novels. “You know, I kind of see what Sierra saw in him,” Carmen commented from her cannon station. “No es mi tipo usual, pero I see it.”

“Yeah, I do too,” a nearby Angelo said. The two locked eyes in understanding and shared a smile before Carmen cocked her cannon.

The others watched as Carson managed to stay on the board while dodging two shots each from Sugar and Carmen. Nature lover Ella was hesitant to fire her shot before she could reassure the mutant gull bullet and as such only fired one in the same amount of time. His luck finally ran out when Fang suddenly placed his hands on the board and flashed a horrifying smile. Carson tumbled in the water as Fang tried keeping him under for a cursory amount before he climbed out with a time of three minutes and fifteen seconds.

Next up was Ella, who managed to stay light on the board as it rocked back and forth. The camera cuts to a seagull fired by Sugar with a vengeful “GET DOWN SIREN!”. The camera shot tracked through the air as Ella seemed to harmonize a scream. The gull suddenly snapped out of it and flew away.

“HOW IS THAT FAIR?!” Sugar shouted.

The momentary distraction was enough for the board to tilt and send Ella into the drink. Fang helped Ella out after her two minute and five second endeavor.

Sugar was still fuming when she stepped onto the board. So distracted was she that she lasted a scant minute when Carson fired a bird directly into her right thigh. The groaning pageant queen screamed as Fang popped up next to her, only for the shark to recoil at her breath.

Last of the batch was Carmen. While the board was still steady she fixed her bikini top, taking extra care to angle herself towards the camera and make it so that she was more stable on the platform. She expertly dodged the first two shots from Carson and another shot from Sugar before she suddenly bent over too much and tumbled head over heels into the drink with only a minute and ten seconds on the clock.

Confessional, Ella

Oh I wish I never have to do something like that again. But if they ever do funny buddy animal comedy movies I’m a shoe in!

Confessional, Sugar

IT’S NOT FAIR! NOT FAIR! NOT FAIR NOT FAIR! NOT FAIR NOT FAIR NOT FAIR! I’M THE PAGEANT PRINCESS HERE!

The next batch of contestants, Chase, Courtney, Beardo, and Wayne, lined against the tank as Fang looked over. “Lap it up ladies and gents, this mega sensation is single and ready to write you a jingle!” Chase flexed his admittedly impressive physique. “Yep, if you’ve ever wanted the smash hit biking youtuber as your boyfriend I’m taking applications!”

“They better be ready for a bevy of lawsuits,” Courtney snorted to a nearby Beardo and Wayne. Beardo chuckled and let out a sound effect of a bike bell ringing.

“What does a beverage of lawsuits taste like?” Wayne inquired.

“I’ll explain it later if I remember,” Courtney dismissed.

“YO CHASE!” Emma taunted from the sidelines. “GET ON THAT BOARD TO SHOW OFF YOUR SIX PACK! THE LIGHTING UP THERE IS GREAT!”

“Are you really trying to hype up your ex?” Carrie asked from a bench. 

“I know what I’m doing,” Emma confidently stated.

Confessional, Emma

If only his personality was as nice as his abs are to look at. AND IF ONLY HE DIDN’T REACH A SPEED OF EIGHTY MILES PER HOUR BIKING HIS MOUNTAIN BIKE ON MY BED!

“You got it babe!” Chase said. He pushed Courtney to the side and hopped on the board. He looked up at the light as he tried to find another camera. When his eyes locked onto one he popped a cocky flex with a raised eyebrow.

“Trying too hard, but at least he looks good,” Devante commented.

“That mentality isn’t a good one, but I can agree to an extent,” Tem said. 

While Chase tried to strike another pose, the board started to whir underneath. He let out an unsteady woah as he tried to remain balanced. He flashed a pair of finger guns when he recovered. A gull fired from Courtney’s gun nearly hit him in the hand. He recoiled and moved further back. Just as he did so Wayne fired another bullet. Chase managed to jump over that one. 

He remained steady on the board while Beardo imitated the sound of his gun firing. Chase nearly stepped off of the board in response. As he recovered Fang leaped high in the air and came down with a splash. Beardo chose that time to fire his gun. Chase jumped over that bullet.

The board moved out from underneath Chase and the influencer tumbled into the water. He frantically swam away from Fang and climbed out the tank. He flopped on the ground with a groan as he saw that he lasted two even minutes.

Next up on the board was Beardo. He gave a small wave to Fang as he tried to steady himself on the board, adopting a bit of a wide stance. Just as the board started tilting he was able to manage to stay on it. It looked like he was able to find a steady base with that wide stance. It wasn’t enough when a gull hit him square in the kiwis, and he tumbled into the drink with a very loud foghorn. “That was only fifty five seconds…. Oww,” Chris winced.

The mutant shark pushed Beardo out of the water with a far more gentle touch than he used for the other contestants. He, too, winced at the pain. 

Next up was Courtney. She steadied herself as she pushed her bob of brown hair back. The camera seemed to provide her appealing angles as she put both her hands out in a steady stance. She managed to expertly contort away from Wayne’s first shot. She dropped into a backbend in order to avoid another shot from Beardo. She recovered in time just to get hit in the shoulder with a glancing blow from chase. Growling, she tried to steady herself, but another shot to her stomach finally knocked her in the water. “One minute and fifty-nine seconds!” Chris announced.

The final one of the batch, Wayne, hopped onto the board. He seemed to steady himself much like Raj did, only this time he adjusted his baseball cap. Wayne put on a cocky face that quickly turned into terror when Chase fired the first shot mere inches from his head. Breathing heavily he retreated to the back of the board. He managed to keep steady even as it tilted upward. He managed to get down into a low grab. He managed to hug his body around the board while Beardo’s next shot fired over his head.

The board seemed to tilt in an unusual manner as Wayne hung on for dear life, screaming all the while. He received Courtney’s bullet to his back. As if to end the charade, Fang grabbed onto him and pulled him into the water. “He could do that?” Emma asked.

“I’m surprised he didn’t try that on me,” Jaiden breathed a sigh of relief. 

Wayne hopped out of the pool as a screen indicated he lasted three minutes.

Confessional, Wayne and Raj

Wayne: (He turns his back towards the camera and to Raj) Bro this is going to be some nasty scar.

Raj: Remember the shark hockey team? One of their teammates tried to bite you in the locker room?

Wayne: Scha…

Raj: Would you rather do that, or spend more time with fang?

Wayne: Oh I’d rather be back on the ice.

Raj: You said it! And Fang is cold blooded, there’s no way he’d follow us onto the ice.

Confessional, Fang

(He’s filing his nails. Suddenly he notices the camera. He huffs a little before he pulls up a puffy winter coat. He’s got it covered)

“So do you want to--” Justin started to ask Sky.

“I have a boyfriend,” Sky instantly said. “Sorry, reflex after what happened with Keith.”

“I remember that tool,” Justin sighed. “Still doing theater?”

“I don't know and I don’t care,” Sky clapped her hands. “I do know he’s a diva!” 

“Diva Ex? Heard that one before,” Emma coughed. 

“There’s only one guy for me,” Carrie said to herself.

“Anyways, who wants to go first?” Justin asked. When he received no response from any of the girls he sighed. “I guess I’ll do it. Might as well get used to this water.”

Justin dipped his hands into the water and ran it through his hair. Thanks to post editing shenanigans a faint choral hawaiian theme began to play as he shook his hair. Most of the ladies stared at him stunned before Justin stood up straight. “Sorry, just trying to get used to the chill.”

The three girls took their place at the cannons as Justin stood proud at the bow of the surfboard. “It’s almost too bad that I have to do this,” Emma sighed.

Emma fired a shot that flew high above Justin. “KEEP DOING WHAT YOU’RE DOING JUSTIN! IT’S WORKING!” 

Justin bent over and jumped in majestic arcs. He took several glancing blows that only slightly marred his perfect frame. His luck finally ran out once Fang grabbed the surfboard’s fin. Suddenly taken off guard, Justin splashed majestically into the water. He stepped out and gave a wink to Fang. “You’d expect a native Hawaiian NOT to know how to surf?

Confessional, Justin

I know I went out early. But come on, they should know better!

“Well there’s going to be a lot of edits for him,” Devante noted.

“He’s…” Chase started to retort. “He’s alright…”

“He also lasted two minutes and five seconds, which was more than you,” Devante snarked.

“Yeah…” Chase frowned while blush tinted his cheeks.

Emma was next on the board. “Come on babe, if you manage to throw it for my team I’ll let you have a kiss!” Chase shouted.

“AS IF I WANT A KISS FROM YOU!” Emma screeched while the board started moving. A look of determination flared in her eyes as she managed to dodge Justin’s first shot. She dodged the next shot rather well, and the one that Sky fired. She seemed to be doing good until Fang grabbed the tail of the board again. Unlike Justin she did a painful flop into the water. The others winced. “CHAAAAASSSSEEEE!”

“How long was that?” Sky asked once she hopped down.

“One minute and one second,” Justin said.

“Okay,” Sky smiled. “Here’s hoping I can do something.”

“Best of luck,” Carrie politely wished.

Sky managed to jump onto the board with a flip. “Maybe it isn’t so smart to do that…” she mumbled as she adjusted herself into a more appropriate stance. When the board started moving she was able to nimbly shuffle her feet and jump over the first shot fired by Emma. She looked at the Mixer to see that she had fire in her  eyes and she was already gearing for another shot.

Sky cursed for a moment just as she hopped over one of Justin’s shots. She landed on the surfboard just in time to see another two birds firing, one below her knee and one just above her head. When she tucked into the jump she rolled off of the surfboard. As she recovered her center of balance she hopped off of Fang’s nose and triple flipped to the end. “Wow, four minutes and twenty seconds,” she said, impressed.

“Haha,” Zee chuckled. “That’s a magical time right there.”

Raihan turned to Zee with a strange look. “That’s not because of--”

“No, it’s because that’s the price of a twenty pack of these orange sodas,” Zee suddenly produced one out of nowhere. “Want one?”

Raihan eyed the drink suspiciously before relenting. The two shared a small toast as they watched Carrie on the board. She seemed to stagger a lot and that flailing only increased when a gull hit her in the neck. She fell into the water, gasping, only recovering to scream when Fang showed up next to her. She hopped out of the water and tried to dry herself off. “Aww man, fifty five seconds?!”

“It’s okay homie! You did your best!” Devin shouted.

Confessional, Carrie

No I didn’t… at least I didn’t get a welt on my body. Like Devin did on his abs… Devin…

Confessional, Raihan

Alright, last up, I saw all the failures, and if I can just cling onto the board that means I’m going to win. Hopefully no one else catches on…

Confessional, Sky

I had to make up for it after the way I looked at Justin… but I’m done with those muscleheads! I’m happy with Dave! He’s perfect the way he is!

First to hop on the board of the last batch was Raihan. She took off her glasses and handed them to Sugar. The pageant queen made sure that Raihan was on the board before she put them on herself, her eyes becoming wildly distorted. Sugar took them off and held onto them gingerly.

Shawn fired his cannon first. Raihan, focused on trying to remain steady without her glasses, managed to barely avoid one of them by dropping into a backbend. As she groaned in pain another shot from Tem landed on her knee. That caused her to collapse onto her back and try to cling to the board underneath her. It was a cumbersome position but she held on for another ten seconds before Fang reached up and pried one of her fingers off. Surprised, Raihan slid into the water upside down, the entire ordeal only lasting a minute and five seconds.

Tem was the next up. She clapped her hands together as she stared forward. She tried to find something steady to focus on, but she was immediately forced onto one foot when a lucky shot hit her hips. Groaning, she flailed her arms like a windmill, and she managed to touch the board before she flopped off of the side. “Wow Tem, that wasn’t even a minute!” she scolded herself as she saw she only lasted fifty seconds.

Shawn was next to take his position on the surfboard. He stretched his hands and arms in order to remain limber. Tem fired her first shot and Shawn was able to duck below it. He looked to his left at another gull firing right by his ear. He lifted his leg to avoid a haphazard shot from Zee. Shawn steadied his breath with his hand on his chest before he managed to dodge the next four birds.

His luck ran out when three birds hit him in the torso, head, and the kiwis. The campers winced when he hit the water before he finally shot out, seemingly unharmed. “It hurts… but I have to take harder hits every so often…” Shawn explained. “And that was four minutes! Tied with the gymnast!”

“Nice,” Sky pursed her lips.

Last up was Zee. He finished his can of orange soda and handed another can off to Beardo, Devante, and Angelo, and Raj each. “So, we’re done here right?” Zee asked.

“No, you have to get on the board.” Beardo explained.

Zee hopped onto the board and stretched his arms. “So what am I supposed to do up here?” Zee asked Beardo.

“Stay on the board!” Beardo shouted encouragingly as the board started to whir.

Raihan cocked her gun and looked down the sight. After a brief look at the birds in the gun barrel, she pulled a trigger and fired. It hit Zee in the face. He recoiled momentarily before another bird hit him square in the face again.

Zee scrambled to get out just as Fang grabbed his leg. The campers watched in horror as Zee tried to pull himself out of the vat, screaming all the while. Fang, satisfied with his fun, threw the slacker out. “HOLY TARNATION! CYBORG!” Sugar shouted. “YOUR LEG!”

The camera panned downard to reveal that Zee’s lower body was unbalanced. Emma and Tem let out horrified screams as Zee rubbed the stump where his leg was. Devante covered his eyes, falling over, possibly passing out as Sky turned away. Angelo gulped nervously as Fang threw his leg back at Zee. “A little rough there, Fang,” Zee grunted. He shook the prosthetic and let some water come out of the joints. He sniffed it before he turned to the others. “What?”

“Wait, you had a prosthetic this entire time?” Justin asked.

“Yeah,” Zee said as he affixed his leg. 

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Raihan peered around the gun. 

“My body, my choice,” Zee shrugged. “Let me ask you this Raihan, why didn’t you tell us why you don’t have a prosthetic leg?”

“I suppose that’s fair,” Beardo interrupted. “Thanks for your help Zee, but it didn’t do much.”

The contestants looked at the monitor. In the lead were the Hollering Mixers at two minutes and eight seconds. Then after were the Lethal Costumers with an average of two six seconds. The Killer Grips were in third with one minute and forty-four seconds. In last were the Screaming Gaffers with only one minute and twenty six seconds. “Aww man,” Zee hung his head.

“We gotta keep moving, so we’ll take you to the sunnier set on this soundstage!” Chris said while Dakota drove Fang away. Sam wheeled the board over to the set as the campers dried off on their way to the sun shining beach. 

Confessional, Carson

I am not one for beaches… have you seen how pale I am?

Confessional, Devante

Do you ever get that feeling you missed something really important and everyone else just assumes you know about it? I don’t know why but I have that feeling right now.

Confessional, Zee

(He fixes his leg) Oh don’t worry I signed up knowing the risks. I got some spare legs to help me out.

Confessional, Carrie

I think I did well on this challenge, hopefully I can keep it up.

Confessional, Jaiden

Okay I didn’t do good this last challenge, but I can always do better in the next ones, right?

“Wow, this is hot,” Carson gasped.

“It’s a beach,” Devante deadpanned.

The camera shifted to show Chris in front of a fake water backdrop with a small lifeguard chair on his left. To his right seemed to be another tank similar to the one that was underneath the surfboard. “Welcome everyone to the sandy beach set! This, the site of your next challenge in this best of three, will be a good old fashioned collaborative effort.”

“That sounds simple,” Raj said, to which his team suddenly snapped their heads at him. 

“That’s… actually because it is,” Chris shrugged. “Once I finish this rules explanation you’ll have one hour to build a sand castle using the sand beneath you and the water next to me.”

“So we just make a Chris head and we win,” Emma shrugged.

“Not necessarily,” Chris objected. “I’m not going to be judging--”

“So a Chef head?” Devin asked.

“Or a Dakota--” Carson started.

“NO!” Chris turned the lifeguard chair around. “I’m sure most of you remember Max from Total Drama Revenge of the Island.”

“I AM YOUR JUDGE FOR TODAY FOOLISH MORTALS!” Max cackled from his seated position. “AND ANY ATTEMPT AT FLATTERY WILL RESULT IN THIS!”

Max kicked up the sand as he hopped down from the chair. It flew into Chris’ face as he panicked and ran straight into the painted backdrop. “Can we cut that out?” Chris asked.

Sam looked at Max, and then at the other contestants. “You heard him, one hour,” Sam said as he suddenly played a sound from his tablet.

Courtney huddled the Mixers up. “How big do we want to make this castle?” she asked.

“Based on the water we have, probably not too big, so the devil is going to have to be in the details,” Hilde gruffly pointed. 

“Why don’t we make it an opulent castle that one can see from the lowest of valleys and the highest of hills? It’ll be a beautiful dream for all who live there and a symbol of hope for the residents of our fair country?” Ella asked.

“This is a sand castle,” Shawn bluntly stated. “They’re forts to protect the most important people. And beautiful, yes but that comes after the base.”

“Why don’t we just go for a simple base and then build on from that? From what I know German castles are beautiful,” Emma chimed in.

“I can trace out the bottom floor,” Angelo meekly spoke up. 

“Start from the center and work your way out, that way you’ll be the most defended from the zombies,” Shawn said. “What? It’s base building basics.”

Ella started to hum a little ditty as she gathered piles of sand close to her team. She seemed almost adorable as she started to build.

Elsewhere on the same beach, the Costumers had taken a more separated approach to their sandcastle. Chase started to dig a moat with his hands, making sure that none of that sand got into his shorts at all. Carmen preoccupied herself with building small sand gardens and terraced platforms. “Si los gentes del arena quieren un lugar para las fotos, les voy a dar…”

On the other side Raj was flattening out a rather big area with a trowel. He started to etch some lines in the sand. Sky was also building something staggered and elevated nearby. As she sculpted out a piece with a small shovel she wound up throwing sand onto Raj’s portion. “Hey Sky, sand doesn’t belong on an ice rink!”

“Ice rinks don’t belong in castles,” Sky countered.

“Well they can, but for the sake of theming, let’s stick to the medieval,” interjected Tem, who was mixing water and sand to make some kind of paste.

The camera shifted to show Devante reclining on a particularly large pile of sand. “I did my part,” he explained to a looming Beardo and Zee. “So what are you two up to?”

“I dunno,” Zee shrugged. “Do you want to build a snowman or something?”

“Zee, we’re building out of sand. It’d be a sandman,” Beardo said. 

“Whatever you do, just make it a castle and put it within the boundaries of the base.”

“Why did you make the base so… uneven?” Jaiden asked, carrying a bucket of water.

“It’s not uneven, it’s uniquely plotted, it’ll help us stand out,” Devante defended. “Look, I’ll show you…”

He grabbed the shovel from a waiting Beardo and started to sculpt a low lying wall. “This wall is the first defense after the moat. You can walk in and have a good view. It’ll be a good thing, trust me. Now we just need this wall to transfer around.”

“And you’re going to do it?” Beardo asked.

“I did my part, now you can help by doing the rest,” Devante insisted.

Carrie was working at the center of the plot of land with the basics of the castle already starting to unfold. She wiped her brow and looked up to see Devin on his hands and knees starting to elevate the walls of his castle, which looked rather low and flat in comparison to most typical European castles. Devin wiped his brow and waved a happy smile to Carrie. She eagerly matched it before going back to sculpting.

Carrying a bucket of sand, Sugar tripped over her own feet and tumbled in the sand. “Man, what’s the point of having a pageant queen do all this? Queens don’t build their own castles!” she grumbled.

“Well it’s not your castle,” Raihan said. “Technically it’s going to be Max’s if he likes it.”

“Even trolls deserve beautiful luxury,” Justin whispered. Sugar laughed as Wayne plopped next to Devin. 

“So, what’s the goal for this thing again?” Wayne asked.

“Europeans aren’t the only ones with castles,” Devin explained. “This is going to be like one I saw on a trip back to Vietnam,”

“Oh, did you fight in the war?” Wayne asked.

“N-no,” Devin stammered. “But my great grandfather did for a year.”

“Killer,” Wayne said.

Confessional, Carrie

Devin and I spent so much time in the sandbox when we were younger. We made so many sandcastles. I feel like competition is going to be tight between me and him.

Confessional, Ella

I know this castle isn’t big enough for all of us, but I hope that the little sand bugs do enjoy this.

Confessional, Raihan

Sugar can criticize all she wants and I can’t believe we’re just supposed to take it for ‘harmony’....

Confessional, Raj

I don’t think we’re building a medieval castle, we’re building a sand castle! AKA one that can have an ice rink!

Chase stuck his hands into a pile of sand that he and Tem were piling up. “What have you been up to since Total drama ended?” Chase asked.

“Just photography,” Tem shrugged. “I love getting photos of the city life and I’ve been going to restaurants with other members of the Island cast.”

“Well that’s good,” Chase sunk his hands further. “I’m going to be in need of better photographers than those clickbait scam artists online. Can you believe that Emma’s natural thumbnails are doing so much better than mine?”

“I can believe it,” Tem sighed.

“It doesn’t make it right though,” Chase suddenly yanked his hand out of the pile, screaming as the tiny crab on his hand pinched tightly. 

Confessional, Chase

Oh yeah it hurt, but I was totally hamming it up for the camera. You’ll be thanking me when video compilations of injuries skyrocket.

Angelo carried a pail of water to his team’s building site. He wiped sweat from his brow before turning around to see Hilde carrying two buckets of water. He tried to sidestep the much taller girl as the taller girl did the same. Some water spilled out into the sand. “Sorry,” Angelo apologized.

Hilde dropped both buckets as Angelo started to scoop out water into a hole. A little fish jumped out of the ground and slapped him in the face. Nearby, Shawn started to scatter sand in order to make a flatter base.

Shawn’s hand plunged deep into the sand as he tried to look for suitable support deep within. “I know they usually hide stuff here,” he mumbled. “There’s gotta be something that we can use as support…”

He put his other hand in the sand and suddenly pulled it out. He blew the sand away from his fingers in order to properly investigate. A familiar mug appeared within his hands and he opened his palm discreetly, turning his back towards his fellow contestants. “Is this it?!”

Confessional, Shawn

(He’s holding the idol) IT IS! Oh crap what do I do, what do I do, what do I do?!

“How many windows do you think we need?” Devin asked Raihan. Nearby Wayne managed to divide sand near him into two separate and identical piles

“Enough to look pretty but not so much that the sand castle will collapse,” Raihan explained. “Maybe some portions of the castle won’t need windows.”

“Good point,” Devin agreed. He poked his finger through one of the low walls. The entire wall collapsed on him. “Do you think you could help me out here?”

Raihan let out a long and exaggerated sigh. She put down her glasses as she started to help. Nearby, Justin scooped up the sand to make something of a small tower. Oblivious to Raihan and himself, Justin buried her glasses in the sand. “And that looks like-- hold on lemme back away…”

Devin continued sketching out the doorways and windows while Raihan fumbled behind her for her glasses. “Where did…” she crawled around, eventually wandering further inland.

“Are you going to get her?” Sugar asked, carrying a small shovel.

“Who? Raihan?” Justin asked. “I don’t think she swings in any way.”

“Yeah we’re probably better off building without her,” Sugar planted the shovel into the sand. She pulled out the glasses Raihan was crawling around for. “Hmm, these belong to her, don’t they?”

“She can come back to us,” Justin dismissed.

Confessional, Wayne

People with glasses have four eyes, right? Why didn’t Raihan use two of them to see that her glasses were with Sugar.

“Now you’re going to need to gently let it fall out of your hands,” Devante slowly released a fistful of sand. “That’ll give us a gentle incline.”

“Inclines can be rough? Neat,” Zee opened one hand and let the sand fall in a pile. He used his prosthetic leg to make a rough outline of a pit. “What’s this pit for again?”

“Nothing,” Devante thumbed his temples. “You’re just making a pit when we don’t need it.”

Nearby Beardo was humming to himself as he made a wall as tall as he could with the sand he gave to himself. He poked a bit of the sand pile with his fingers before a fly buzzed in his ear. As he swatted at it, he sent some sand flying. “OW!” Jaiden suddenly rubbed her eyes. Blind, she stumbled over Beardo and knocked down his tower.

“I guess that’s my bad,” Beardo scratched his head full of hair. When his fingers scratched his hair a lot of sand fell out. “Hmm, that’s strange.” He continued and more sand fell out, and water fell out, and a crab walked out. 

“Very,” Jaiden pushed herself off of the ground,

Confessional, Jaiden

(She blows into her nails) Not my idea of a beach date… though I guess I would have ended up with Sand in my nails either way.

A brief montage showed more of the contestants contributing to their respective castles. By the time the montage ended the campers were covered in sand and awkwardly scratching at their bathing suits. “Alright,” Chris stepped up. “You’ll give one sentence to describe your castle and Max will judge. If he doesn’t like it he’ll smash it to pieces.”

Courtney stepped up first as the representative of the Mixers. “Esteemed Max, we have prepared for you today a traditional German castle. It is blocky but beautiful, with rooms upon rooms to lose your enemies in. Towers allow you to look upon the kingdom you have claimed for your own.” Max nodded stiffly as Courtney took a step back, hardly anxious from that spiel.

Devante stepped up next. “Alright Max, we have a natural evolution for a thriving castle town. Everyone puts in their work to their very best ability. There’s a little something for everyone as the town is diverse for an equal opportunity evil world.” Devane shifted as Max looked over the conflicting and imperfect features.

Devin stepped up once Max made his way to their castle. “Alright I know this isn’t a standard European castle but if you are to conquer the world you have to acknowledge that the world isn’t all europe. This Vietnamese castle is low lying and expansive with meticulously placed windows in order to account for proper air flow and beautiful sightlines.”

Tem cleared her throat as Max next stopped at the Costumers’ castle. “Today we have prepared for you…” Tem hesitated as some of the water from the nearby container started to spill into the moat. She winced as the castle seemed to lean precariously and ultimately collapsed. “We prepared for you a classic castle with a drawbridge and a moat. Think about the defenses and the opportunity for you to put up your own touches. It’s not move in ready but it is ready for you.”

The campers waited as Max again pondered his decision. When the short former contestant made up his mind he turned to the others with a particularly high step.

“Well,” Max stomped around the four castles. “It’s clear that one of you has excelled above the rest and one of you distinctly sucked! Where is the passion? Where’s the energy? HOW CAN YOU EXPECT TO FIND A FUTURE IF YOU AREN’T THE PERFECT ARCHITECTS FOR MY FUTURE EVIL LAIR?!”

The contestants stared at each other before Max cleared his throat. “Ahem, so let’s start with the worst. That tower is horrible, it’s slanted, and your attempt at a moat flooded your foyer! How exactly do you plan to have guests in a castle like that if it were to exist? That is why Costumers, you’re the worst.”

Carmen and Tem closed their eyes as Max jumped into their sandcastle, completely stomping it into the ground, and sending sand flying into the air. 

“Alright, the next worst castle… WHY? You had such a good base but the little decorations around were too, too, distracting! Unless you designed them as traps… WHICH YOU CLEARLY DIDN’T! And where are the windows? How do you expect to see your enemies? And how do you expect to find the panic rooms when you’re lost at night and trying to fumble for a switch?” 

“Told you it was a bad idea,” Carson glared at Beardo and Zee. “Why’d you insist when you had better plans for a sound system? That would have been a lot cooler…”

Max kicked his feet against the sand garden and the sand labyrinth that they spent so much time working on. Carrie sighed sadly as her little sand topiary garden turned into crumbs. To add insult to injury, Max kicked away the small shack that connected to the castle, which earned Devante’s ire.

“Now… we have two great castles! One of them is much like the old German castles of the renaissance era and medieval times,” Max gestured to a multi spired castle with blocks and forests surrounding it. “There’s too many trees around, but I like the twisting passageways between the simple structures. However, we have a low lying and flat and beautiful southeast asian castle! It’s hard to get an image of the scale, but the moat weaves through the low lying buildings and the high points with such beautiful precision. It pains me to do this, it really does…”

Max jumped in the air and his left foot destroyed one tower of the German castle. “That made the symmetry atrocious! That means the low lying vietnamese castle wins!” 

The Mixers each patted Ella on the back. It was a good idea, but the finer details got them. Emma glanced at Chase, laughing at the pointed bits of the tower still standing. “HEY, WE STILL BEAT YOU!” Emma shrieked.

“Yeah but it wasn’t enough, “Chase shrugged.

Furious, Emma picked up sand and blew it into Chase's face. “Oh how sweet, you blew me a --- MY EYES!”

The camera cut to Devin bent over next to the castle. He adjusted a window and smiled. “Nice one Devin,” Raihan thanked. “I didn’t think Vietnam had such subdued beauty.”

“Not a lot of Canadians think about Vietnam to be frank,” Devin shrugged. “BUT AT LEAST SOMEONE APPRECIATES VIETNAM’S BEAUTY!”

Raihan put her hands on Devin’s shoulder as she guided him away from the castle. “If you’re going to freak, do it in the confessional, LIKE SOMEONE NORMAL!” 

Confessional, Devin

…you know Raihan has a point…

SO YOU KNOW WHAT SHELLY!? YOU CAN KEEP YOUR TENNIS RACKETS! I’LL KEEP MY VIETNAMESE TEMPLES!

Confessional, Emma

It feels GOOD TO Beat Chase AGAIN! But if I calculated right, they’re only one point behind us. But hey, you can put that on the epic Chase Fails compilations on youtube!

Confessional, Ella

The beauty of nature is how asymmetric its nature is… for humans have their hearts on the left side, if they were on the right we would be far too passionate. 

Confessional, Beardo

We should have had this in the bag! Maybe it was that we did too many things at once… (Womp womp) 

Confessional, Shawn

Man, I would have thought my cake decorating skills would have brought things over the top… Now I have to deal with actually using this thing! (he holds up the idol) And I don’t know how to do that!

“And at the end of every beach shindig there’s a way totally cool party at the end! Usually a luau or a bonfire, so we opted for a hybrid of it!” Chris proudly flourished as he revealed a small limbo stick atop a wooden dance floor. Surrounding it were prop pineapples and prop tiki torches that provided staggered lighting on the set. To the corners were moai heads with flowers on their heads.

“That’s from Easter Island!” Justin shouted. “That’s not Hawaiian!”

“And neither are limbos,” Chris countered. “We said it was a hybrid of the beach scene.”

Justin looked to his team exasperated before he finally shook it off. “Doesn’t rub me the right way,” he mumbled.

Dakota walked on screen with a hammer and chisel and handed them off to Chef. “better safe than sorry,” she shrugged. 

Chef walked over to one of the Moai heads and chiseled one of them with surprising force. When the moai head disintegrated in the middle of the rubble Mr. Coconut rested pristinely atop the pile. “And I guess this is our third cameo of the episode,” shrugged Chef as he moved to the next Moai head.

“Right… All the teams are separated by at most four points. Theoretically the team in last place could pull ahead and still earn one of two immunities,” Chris explained. “This time the party will feature a lot of small set pieces and your goal this time is to get everyone else in so much trouble that the bouncer will have no choice but to kick you out.”

“And the bouncer is Chef?” Raihan asked.

“A good guess, but not this time! Meet Rodney! The first boot of Total Drama Pahkitew Island!” Chris said as Rodney stepped out, this time wearing a Hawaiian shirt that barely covered his giant frame. He was clad in laddershades and had some kind of mask on his face. 

“Big deal,” Carmen snorted. “Las chicas son listas para el himbo.”

“Rodney has set up a classic beach game. Better get your stretches all out, because it’s time to l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-limbo!” Rodney pointed to what looked like a mechanically supplemented limbo bar. “And not just limbo, because you’ve gotta keep moving. When you stop moving the party stops and when the party stops after thirty minutes the game is over. The last team to have a party in the game makes it.”

And you’re going to judge us?” Raihan raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah, but Rodney will kick you out,” Chris pointed. “It’ll be a tap on the shoulder.”

“So is this limbo or is this dancing?” asked Wayne. “Because they're, like, totally different.”

“Yeah we can just duck under the bar,” Devante pointed out

.

“Nope, you have to backbend under the bar,” Chef clarified.

“Not really,” Chris shrugged. “Now, five minutes to get stretched out! Let’s go!”

Confessional, Beardo

Well, I’m not the most flexible, but if I can contribute to my team outlasting the others I’m sure we can win.

Confessional, Courtney

I’ve calculated it, even if we place last, we can still avoid elimination if the grips win… 

Confessional, Angelo

Wow, looks like my height is actually worth something this time.

Confessional, Emma

The last time I limboed I split my pants, so now that I’m in a bikini that’ should be less embarrassing

Confessional, Carmen

POR FIN LA OPORTUNIDAD PARA DEMONSTRAR QUE YO PUEDO HACER!

A camera wipe showed all the campers lined up in two rows for the limbo bar. In the first row were the shorter contestants while the taller row featured the taller contestants more or less grouped with their teams. Chris pressed a button nearby on a remote that allowed the bar to extend to the length of the entire dance floor. “Let’s get ready to Limbo!” Chef shouted as a tropical drum beat started to play from speakers nearby.

The bar started at one end of the board and the campers awkwardly started to sway to the beat of the music. Rodney looked on with his mouth agape as they started to bend and spread out. “Well they’re mobile,” Rodney said appreciatively.

“Yeah shut up,” Dakota, walking up with a half exposed coconut drink. “No girl will appreciate that statement.”

The bar traveled towards the campers in a smooth hit. “Wow that’s fast,'' Courtney said when she ducked under the bar by bending over backwards. The camera followed the bar as it moved towards the campers. 

Miraculously everyone was able to bend under the bar, even Beardo, who struggled to get back up, but still was able to bend under the bar on its return trip. “Do you think it’ll get faster?” Beardo worriedly asked Zee as they shimmied. 

“I dunno,” Zee cracked his knuckles. “This isn’t my idea of a fun party.”

“Not for me either,” a nearby Raj said. “But how often are you going to dance shirtless under a stagelight with a bunch of good looking peeps?”

“True that,” a nearby Carrie tittered. “But there’s only one person for me.”

“You say something homie?” Devin boogied close to his best friend. “I definitely know what prom isn’t gonna be, like this.”

“With DJ Chef and Chris as a chaperone?” Carrie chortled. The two started laughing as the camera panned to Jaiden and Devante in a small conversation. 

“Did you have parties like this in the fancy hotel?” Devante asked. “Ones that didn’t make it to the camera?”

“No, after Tyler's birthday we weren’t really in a partying mood,” Jaiden started to do the sprinkler. “It really wasn’t that fun once we got to the business.”

“But that’s the main part of it, the business,” Devante said. “And strategy and business right?”

“Not sure if I’d entirely agree,” Jaiden said. “It’s a lot of fun and no one else gets this opportunity so might as well take advantage of it by having fun, right?”

The camera changed to Hilde dancing stiffly next to the much shorter Sugar. “What exactly are you doing?” asked Hilde.

“I’m dancing to get the cows to come home!” Sugar dropped into a painful looking split and flailed around with her upper body. Then she flopped into a strange looking pose with her hands erratically slapping the air. Exhausted she rolled onto her back and stared up as Rodney carried her away.

Hilde shivered before she turned her attention to Raihan and Ella nearby. “Note to self, don’t do that,” Raihan thought aloud. 

“How crass,” Ella said. “I very much prefer those elegant ballroom dances. They’re beautiful moments out of a dream!”

“And what Sugar did seemed to be out of a nightmare,” Hilde deadpanned. The bar started again and the trio of girls leaned backwards in order to avoid the bar coming up to them. 

The camera shifted to an overhead shot as Carson and Devin started dancing close to each other. The two seemed to try to muscle each other out of the way before the bar came over. Carson hollered out in pain and held his hand to his face while Devin seemed to breathe easier. “That was a close one,” he sighed. Rodney dragged Carson out of the dance floor.

The bar continued on its path, hitting no one else but still catching Shawn off guard, who stopped dancing. “Sorry Shawn, that’s it,” Rodney escorted the zombie nut out. 

“Aww man,” Shawn lamented.

The bar started its return trip and hit Devin in the back of his neck. The Grip hollered in pain and Carrie rushed towards him. “That counts as stopping,” Rodney told Devin. “And you too… umm… blond, green, like lawn and clover… Carrie.”

“Well you got my name right,” Carrie sighed. “I’ll go.”

Confessional, Rodney

Still working on that entire talking to girls thing. It’s so much easier when Sadie’s telling me what to do.

Confessional, Sugar

Man, that dance move makes Leonard smile all the time… why did I just now realize how painful it is?

Confessional, Carrie

Devin’s, cute when he’s coordinated, cute when he’s hurt… hopefully no one on my team saw that…

Confessional, Carson

These rookies seem a lot more aggressive with the challenge, or maybe I’m just out of practice.

The camera focused on the Costumers as they all seemed to dance in a group. “Sweet moves Carmen,” Chase complimented. “You’re really flexible.”

“I can roll my back like I roll my r’s,” Carmen playfully retorted. “Tem, you might want to start dancing con sus dos pies.”

“Pee?” Tem asked a nearby Raj. The hockey player shrugged as he bobbed his head back and forth. 

The Costumers cleared a dance circle for Chase as his moves started becoming a lot more elaborate. The camera panned overhead to show the Mixers, Grips, and Gaffers doing something of the same as they kept dancing together. Beardo actually managed to make something of a good hip hop inspired dance as he roped Devante into his shimmy. Nearby Angelo and Ella were doing elegant moves that still evoked a classic party scene. Raihan moved stiffly but her fellow team members were hyping her up regardless. 

There was a sudden whur and the bar started moving. Chase jumped in the air in a particularly flashy move as the other Costumers bent backwards. He had just started to come down when the bar swept his legs. The hypester earned a sudden face plant into the ground. “That doesn’t look good,” Tem winced while she awkwardly danced.

The other teams managed to let the bar pass over them on the first pass. Beardo nearly tripped but steadied himself as he used Zee and Jaiden as something of a crutch. Jaiden kept dancing even as Zee and Beardo stopped to catch their breath. “Aww man,” Zee sighed when Rodney escorted Beardo and Zee out of the field. 

The others kept dancing as the bar made its return trip. Tem whipped her hair back and forth but didn’t duck in time when the bar finally got to her. She grabbed her head in pain as Rodney took her away from the dance floor. 

“So, you used to dancing a lot?” Courntey asked Hilde as their dancing became slower and slower.

“Nah,” Hilde gruffed. “Not interesting to me and those school dances were just boring.”

“I hear you,” Emma agreed. “Especially since a certain ex boyfriend of mine tried to recreate Carrie.”

“How do you recreate a person?” Ella asked.

“The horror film,” Emma deadpanned.

‘Is it just me or is it getting harder for you to move?” Jaiden asked Devante, the only other person remaining on her team.

“It is, I haven't moved this much at a dance since ever,” Devante agreed. “Do you think dancing together would help us keep our energy?”

“Sure,” Jaiden said as the two faced each other. The two started a rather bland and slow waltz, enough to keep things moving but not fast enough to keep things from being awkward.

Sky and Raj stared at each other as they tried to keep their dances, forming something of a game trying to imitate each other. It wasn’t clear who was winning, and it certainly wasn’t the camera.

A quick pan to the grips showed Wayne doing a clumsy and fast dance move. Justin was able to replicate that move in a more fluid motion while Raihan seemed to move a lot more stiffly than either of them. Wayne changed his dance move and the others did the same. 

The bar moved again at a much faster rate than before. Caught off guard, the mixers tried to back away from each other. Hilde barely grazed the top of the limbo bar while Courtney took a hit straight in the neck. She grabbed her throat and collided into Angelo, who stopped dancing to steady himself. Rodney tapped their three shoulders and the trio grumbled off.

Otherwise, the bar claimed no more victims.

The camera changed to the bar’s point of view as it moved on its final back and forth trip. It was moving quickly as the two closest to the bar, Carmen and Raj, barely had any time to react. Carmen tumbled to the floor ungracefully. Jaiden and Devante managed to duck under the bar and broke their not so slow dance while still awkwardly moving. Raihan pulled down Justin who pulled down Wayne on both trips of the bar. Emma managed to avoid the bar on the return trip as it sped up. Ella managed to leap high into the air in a soft pirouette, landing on both of her feet as the music slowed. Raj found himself knocked to the ground looking at Ella’s rather elegant leap, the final victim of the game.

“Sorry Ella, that counts as a failure,” Rodney said. “But your heart leaps like a beautiful gazelle and you travel through the air like a graceful kangaroo.”

“Thank you Rodney,” Ella sighed. “But why was that a failure?”

“Because you went over the bar, not under it,” Sky pointed out. “Unlike the rest of us who ducked under it.”

Chris walked up to the campers with a tropical mocktail in his hand. He handed it off to Rodney as the cameo left the building. “Alrighty! The challenge is up! In last place, with only one survivor, that’s the Mixers!”

“Wait, how did we lose that one? The Costumers only have one member left too!'' Courtney objected.

“Yes but they also had one less member, so they lasted with a greater percentage remaining,” Dakota pointed out. “It’s unfair but they also didn’t lose most of their members in a fell swoop. But the Costumers only’ got third place with that.”

“In second are the Gaffers with two members left and in first are the grips!” Chef loudly stated. “But we’ve tallied up all the placings from all the challenges. If you got first place you earned four points, second place three points, and so on and so forth.”

“That means… the two teams who are safe… with ten and eight points respectively, are the Killer Grips and the Hollering Mixers!” Chris cheered.

The two safe teams cheered loudly while the other two teams seemed to hang their heads down. “That means Costumers and Gaffers, you're up for elimination. To the Grips, Mister Milton is presenting you with a two-hundred dollar, Canadian,  gift certificate to one of his boutiques in your nearest Milton resort and luxury shopping experience.”

Post Challenge 

The campers left the soundstage. Some were happy, some were disappointed, but the cameras were still rolling. A thirty minute time transition took the campers out of their swimsuits and into their usual wear. The safe teams managed to relax in their trailers or by the Mess Hall while the two teams in danger, the Gaffers and the Costumers, started to strategize, scrambling about the film lot.

“What’s good Beardo!” Zee exclaimed, giving the hairy beatboxer a wave from his beanbag chair inside the trailer.

“How did you get a bean bag chair?” Beardo asked, his eyebrows raised in concern.

“I… Don’t… Know.” Zee exclaimed, pulling out a soda and sipping it

“Same way you get your soda’s I guess. But I wanted to like try and chat about the vote a bit?”

“Sure dude, what’s on your mind?” Zee asked, sitting up more in his beanbag chair.

“Well, I’ve been keeping my eyes peeled, and I just have been noticing Devante being a bit suspicious,” Beardo explained, adding a traditional mystery like soundtrack to emphasize his point

“What’s he doing?”

“He’s been very vocal about voting out the ‘non strategists’ and his mannerisms don’t sit well with me.”

“Nonstrategists?”

“People like you or myself who’d rather do things based on vibes.”

“Oooooooohhhhhhh I get it now. So like, do you want me to vote for Devante then?”

“Yeah, cause I think he is coming for you.”

“That’s not cool at all!” Zee exclaimed, dropping his soda and bringing his hands to his face in shock.

Confessional, Zee

Devante needs an orange soda in his life. Dude just needs to chill out.

Confessional, Beardo

Hitching my wagon to Zee may bite me, but I have these things called morals, and I don’t feel like letting Devante steam roll.

“I’m telling you, Zee has got to go!” Devante exclaimed. Carson and Jaiden sat across from the shorter boy in the Craft Services Tent.

“Not that I’m opposed to voting Zee. But why do we need to make sure he goes home?” Jaiden questioned, her eyebrow raising. 

“He just doesn’t offer much of anything. He isn’t anything special in the challenge, he isn’t strategically good, nor is he socially that great.”

“I don’t know, I think he’s pretty fun to be around,” Carson replied.

“Have you ever had a one on one conversation with him that wasn’t about soda or his leg?” Devante asked.

Carson paused briefly. “Well no… I guess not.”

“My point exactly.”

“We’d need one more to ensure Zee goes. Would Carrie be on board?’ Carson asked.

“I could talk to her, she seems to like me,” Jaiden said.

“Then it’s settled, bye bye Zee,” Devante said, he stood up giving the pair a curt nod before exiting the tent.

Confessional, Devante

FINALLY! It is time to play the game!

“We’re both on the same page that he was oddly forceful about that right?” Jaiden asked Carson, turning to the anime junkie.

“No, yeah we’re on the same page there. He’s not wrong about Zee, but the way he talks… is needless to say off putting,” Carson replied.

“I know you’re paranoid about playing the game too hard too fast again… but is it bad that I think blindsiding Devante may be the right move?”

“Hmmm.” Carson paused, bringing his hand to his chin. “I don’t know… we have some sort of thing with Devante, I’d feel wrong betraying him at the first vote off.”

“I get that, but it’s not like it’s the jury phase or anything. Besides if Devante gets too far he may cause problems”

“Let’s just see what Beardo and Carrie say. We don’t need to hurry into a decision at all,” Carson replied, standing up from the table.

Confessional, Carson

I know Devante and I have an alliance, but like Jaiden raises a valid point of if Devante is this pushy over Zee of all people, what will he be like later.

Confessional, Jaiden

I get Carson’s concerns, flipping on Dawn burned him last time, I don’t blame him for not wanting to cut Devante loose this early. It’s so uncharacteristic of me to act like this, but Devante is just way too pushy and demanding for a guy who lounges around.

“Our first meeting as a girl's alliance! I am so excited!” Carmen cheered. The three lady Costumers had gathered themselves inside their trailer, Sky and Tem sat next to each other on one of the beds while Carmen sat across from them on the other.

“I am too!” Tem exclaimed. “Obviously it sucks to be back at the ceremony, but at least we’re safe among each other.”

“Agreed. Let’s just figure out which one of the boys needs to go,” Sky stated. “Do we think either has an idol?”

“Chase is too self absorbed to bother looking, and I think by now we know Raj is too much of a team player to be sneaky,” Carmen mused.

“Then we should be good to just put our votes on whichever one we want gone then right?’ Tem asked.

“Yeah. Any preference between the two?” Sky inquired.

“Yeah I kinda lean on keeping Chase. He’s easy to manipulate, and Emma hates him. Give us a little bit of leeway you know?” Carmen explained.

“That makes sense. But I think if we keep Raj we’ve got a better chance of staying. Besides, if Raj is loyal to us, then so is Wayne by proxy,” Sky countered.

“I’m kind of with Sky on this one. Besides, Chase just flat out irritates me,” Tem added.

“I mean, to be fair, someone like Chase is a prime punching bag later at a swap. I can only think of one or two people, that annoying, that actually made the merge,” Carmen mused.

“Don’t remind me,” Sky said with an eye roll.

“Let’s see what the boys say, if one of them comes after us, then it’s decided,” Tem concluded, earning nods from the other two girls.

Confessional, Tem

Carmen… stop trying to make the flirt game work… I know that’s why she wants to keep Chase. But seriously you want to flirt with Chase? Of all people?. I’m pretty sure I heard him flirt with himself in his sleep last night.

“Hey Raj!” Sky exclaimed, walking over to the hockey bro giving him a small wave.

‘Sky! What’s happening!?” Raj yelled back, jogging over to the gymnast.

“Nothing much. Just you know, going back to the ceremony again,” Sky replied, her face showing a sign of defeat.

“I know, I didn’t think it’d suck so much to go to these things. But it’s way more draining than a hockey match.”

“Yeah. Coming back here, I really wanted to win more. I only went to six ceremonies, but I voted wrong nearly every single time, I just want to avoid them.”

“Oh one hundred percent. I guess that means you want to keep the team strong eh?” Raj asked, folding his arms.

“Yeah. I don’t know about you, but I feel like Chase has really been weighing us down,” Sky replied, fidgeting a bit with her hair.

“I get it eh. He seems like a fun personality, but he seems pretty checked out in the challenges.”

“Yeah exactly. We just need some more focus, you know. Like I know I’m a gymnast, and I’m used to competing more solo and all, but I still get the idea of working as a team.”

“One hundred percent. It’s nice being able to play with someone else who has a sports background, you get the grind and how hard it really is.”

“Yeah exactly. I like the girls, but I do think we have a special connection because of that.”

“Oh for sure. We’ll get back to winning in no time!” Raj cheered, fist pumping into the air.

Confessional, Raj

I’m so glad at least one person on my team is an athlete. She isn’t Wayne, but she’s a good substitution while he’s in the penalty box

Confessional, Sky

You know…. Maybe there is more to Raj than just a hockey bro… key word being maybe.

“Yeah, Devante has been rubbing me the wrong way too. He only wants to talk strategy,” Carrie said. The camera panned down to Carrie and Beardo who were walking side by side past the movie sets.

“Yeah. I get Zee, hasn’t been the most present… but the way Devante has been going about the vote has been very off putting. At least to me you know.”

“I agree wholeheartedly. I do think we have to keep team strength in mind. Both lack a bit in different ways when it comes to challenges.”

“Yeah both can be… a bit lazy in general. Just at least consider it, Devante is kind of obviously trying to just strong arm everything.”

“Yeah I see it, don’t worry I will!” Carrie replied. Beardo nodded, and gave a thumbs up before walking his way back to the trailers.

Confessional, Beardo

I hope we have the numbers on Devante, he is such a schemer man. 

“Beardo asked you to vote for Devante?’ Jaiden asked Carrie, as she and Carson walked over to the curly haired blonde.

“Yeah he did. Did he talk to you guys too?” Carrie asked.

“Yeah. He raises some fair points about Devante. But I’m still not sold one way or the other,” Carson replied.

“I kinda lean voting Devante right now, he does come off very schemey,” Carrie said.

“I do too. I don’t really trust him. But Zee has also been a bit of a liability as a whole, Not like Devante has been much better if at all” Jaiden added.

“Yeah. I lean Zee personally. Devante’s head seems to at least be in the game, and if we ever make it to a swap as a five, we can at least trust Devante to try and get us into an alliance. Or take a bullet for us as a shield,” Carson mused, shoving his hands into his pockets.

“Yeah, but his schemeyness could also mean he could flip. But Zee would also probably forget a swap happened. Both are individually bad for our games in their own way,” Jaiden stated, folding her arms.

“I trust you guys. I think we make a good trio. So whatever you guys think is best, let’s do it!”

Confessional, Carrie

I know neither Jaiden or Carson are one hundred percent committed to either direction, but they’re really making me think if Devante going is the right call. Like they’ve played this game before, and I want to follow their lead, but I also want to do my own thing at the same time.

Confessional, Jaiden

Carrie is such a sweetheart. I think she is still a bit star struck, but once we get further I think her personality will start to shine through a bit more. But I’ll let her figure that out at her own pace.

“Soooo Chase, I wanted to pick that beautiful brain of yours to see what you were thinking,” Carmen said, grabbing onto Chase’s arm as the pair sat in the Craft Service’s Tent munching on a small snack.

“I don’t know. I was thinking of just voting off of who would look the least good for a guest spot on my Youtube channel!” Chase exclaimed, flashing a bright white smile at the camera.

“Uh huh… well I was thinking that maybe we could vote for Raj tonight? Keep the good looking people around you know?”

“Raj? No he’s hilarious! You gotta keep a comedic genius like him around. And you and Sky are fairly attractive, so I think I’m leaning Tem for this vote you know.” Carmen raised an eyebrow and nearly slammed her head into the table in response.

“I think Tem could be a good ally though? I think she finds you cute, you know!” Carmen said with a flirtatious wink.

“I don’t blame her. My looks are always on point. But we gotta keep the max amount of content around, and I think compared to the rest of us, she just doesn’t compare.”

Carmen let go of Chase’s arm and gave a massive eye roll. ”Alright then, I should be heading out, see ya Chase!” Carmen exclaimed, jumping out of her seat and speed walking herself away from the Youtuber.

Confessional, Chase

Wait… was she hitting on me? Someone tell her she needs to telegraph to the camera more because that’s not a good display.

Confessional, Carmen

….Dear producers…. Por favor… di me que hay  men or women on the other teams that like to flirt… I have a Waynesexual and Denser than the Earth for the men, Tem is straight, and Sky is taken…. I am a lot of things, a homewrecker is not one of them… that said Dave, you bagged yourself a smokeshow, if you lose her, you’re an idiot.

“Chica! I wanted to talk to you real quick before we head over to the ceremony!” Carmen exclaimed, jogging away from where she talked to Chase, over to where Tem was situated

“What’s up Carmen? Something come up?” Tem asked, scooting over to make room for Carmen on one of the benches.

“Nothing major, but I just wanted to let you know that Chase is probably voting for you.”

“Oh wonderful, another stray vote,” Tem scoffed, rolling her eyes.

“Yeah, I tried talking to Chase, to feel him out. But I think he is just as dense as we all initially thought. I tried flirting with him and everything too.”

“Yeah, for a dude with a successful Youtube channel, he sure is stupid. But thanks for letting me know. I doubt he has anything, so we shouldn’t need to worry.”

“Agreed. I’m glad you’re keeping a level head about this. Having the votes actually read is such a change of pace from our seasons.”

“I know right? I don’t know how some of those people last season didn’t lose it seeing their name written down.”

Confessional, Tem

….Chase… Carmen threw you the easiest slam dunk of your life and you let it hit you in the face…. How do you have a successful Youtube channel? Like actually how.

Confessional, Carmen

With Chase being an idiot, I had to tell Tem. Builds some trust at the end of the day. After last time, I need a lot  of that.

“So you’re just going to lounge there?” Devante asked Zee, who was sprawled out along the bench of one of the picnic tables by the trailers.

“Yeah man, it’s nice to lay down and relax once in a while!’ Zee exclaimed, continuing to stare up into the clouds.

“That’s all you do! You just sit there, drink soda and relax!” Devante exclaimed in a huff.

“You could do with some relaxing man, you’re harshing the mellow.”

“This is a social strategy game Zee! You should, you know… socialize and strategize!”

“But the game doesn’t need to be that way dawg. It can be fun to just lay down and enjoy our time here!”

“Whatever dude, when you go home tonight, you can relax all you want,” Devante said storming off past his four teammates who looked on in concern.

Confessional, Zee

What did I even do to this guy to make him so annoyed? Dude’s got a few screws loose. I would know, my leg has some.

Confessional, Devante

Note to self. Stoners are not worth your time or limited effort.

Elimination Ceremony

“Welcome in Gaffers and Costumers!” Chris exclaimed. The eleven campers filed into their respective bleachers. “Costumers you’ve been here before, you know how this works. As for the Gaffers, as you can see on your seats each of you will get a small remote device. Using this you will vote for who you want to eliminate, and a small blurb. Once you submit your vote, I will get a nice printed message with the name of the person you voted for!”

The Gaffers nodded in understanding before Chris continued. “You all will vote now, as the Costumers finished last in the challenge, I will read their votes first, and that individual will get twenty-second, and the Gaffers’ eliminated player will get twenty-first. Now get to voting.” The campers nodded, each clicking the face of the person they wanted gone.

“Alright I have the votes. If anyone from the Costumers has a Hidden Chris Immunity Idol and they’d like to play, now would be the time to do so,” Chris exclaimed, pausing briefly. “Alright, I’ll read the votes.”

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“FOURTH VOTE… and the third person voted out of Total Drama Action… Chase.”

“Well that’s no fun!” Chase exclaimed, jumping up from his seat. “I’d say good luck, but I think it’d be funnier for the content for you guys to all go home premerge!”

“Whatever,” Carmen said with an eyeroll.

“Emma will be happy about that,” Carrie whispered to Jaiden who let out a small snicker.

“What is with this show, and voting out all the beautiful people early,” Chase grumbled. “And Chris I need that hair gel, we could do a collab!”

“Pass…” Chris deadpanned. “Chef, can you get the Youtube boy out of here.” Chef marched over picking up Chase who was screaming for Chef to put him down, before Chef threw Chase into the Lame-O-Sine.

“Now onto the Gaffers,” Chris exclaimed, the camera panning back to the soon to be team of five. “If anyone has a Hidden Chris Immunity Idol and would like to play it, now would be the time to do so.” Devante stared directly at Zee who was sipping on a soda casually. The others stared towards Chris awaiting for him to start reading the votes.

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“SIXTH VOTE… And the fourth person voted out of Total Drama Action… Zee.”

“Shoot… well that sucks.” Zee chuckled. “I had a good time all the same. And I enjoyed telling so many stories about my leg man.”

“Those were fake?” Devante exclaimed.

“Well duh.” Zee said, earning a chuckle from the Costumers and Gaffers alike. 

Beardo stood up and gave Zee a high five and a smile. “Good luck man, keep with that beatboxing, you’re really good!”

“Thanks dude,” Beardo replied, giving Zee a big smile.

“With that, I bid you all farewell!” Zee exclaimed, walking down and jumping into the Lame-O-Sine, soda in hand.

Final Confessional, Chase

What’s up guy! Ugh no that’s not good enough. What’s Up! Ugh no I sound way too much like Morgz. “What’s up guys! It’s your boy Chase here! Voted out in a massive epic prank. I’ll be back in the game in no time pulling epic pranks and getting these people out of the game. And I got the girl Carmen all over me, it’s a complete and utter win!

Final Confessional, Zee

Man I didn’t think I’d go out this early. I still had at least ten more stories about my leg to tell. Oh well, I at least met Beardo, he was really chill. And I wish nothing but the best for my team man. They’re a cool group, maybe one of them will go on to win this thing, that would be pretty epic not going to lie man.

“Two more campers bite the dust. With twenty left, the numbers are thinning fast. With still plenty more votes to go, there is surely going to be more blindsides and drama. And with Shawn finding the first immunity idol, what does that mean for his team, as well as the other hidden idols in the game. Only time will tell!”

Votes

Carmen: You are both incredibly dense… and an idiot. Chase

Chase: You’re not that cute to be honest. Tem

Sky: Why did we end up with crazy, delusional, and dumb. Chase

Tem: You are like a modern day Chris. And no Topher that is not a compliment. Chase

Raj: You kinda failed on the ice today man. If you stay, I hope you get your head back on straight. Chase

Beardo: I’m pretty sure you’ve talked more strategy than everyone else combined, and it hasn’t even been half a week. Devante

Carrie: You seem chill, but you're almost too chill. Zee

Carson: I don’t want to leave an ally out to dry again… even if this ally may become an issue soon. Sorry Zee

Devante: I said this day one, but I want to play with actual players. You are just an NPC. Zee

Jaiden: Carson convinced me this was the right way to go, I like you Zee but Devante is right, you are a bit too lazy for us to win challenges. Zee

Zee: Beardo said we should vote out Devnate cause he’s going for me man. Which is like, so not fun. Ooo I wonder if the ceremony will supply snacks to go with my soda! Devante

24th: Lauren: 5-1

23rd: Anne Maria: 4-2

22nd: Chase: 4-1

21st: Zee: 4-2

Teams

Hollering Mixers: Courtney, Ella, Shawn, Angelo, Emma, Hilde

Screaming Gaffers: Beardo, Carson, Jaiden, Carrie, Devante

Killer Grips: Justin, Sugar, Devin, Raihan, Wayne

Lethal Costumers: Carmen, Sky, Tem, Raj  

Chapter Text

“Welcome back to TOTAL DRAMA ACTION! Last episode we watched as the campers went back in time and boogied down in our teen beach themed challenges! Once again the Costumers lost in brutal fashion, along with a pitiful performance by the Gaffers. In a not so shocking twist of fate Chase was sent home, after being overall insufferable to his team, and his overall denseness. Meanwhile on the Gaffers it was a war between strategist Devante and chill Zee. Although the initial target was Zee, thanks to Beardo a blindside was in the works against Devante that ultimately fell flat on its face when Carson and Jaiden ultimately chose loyalty to Devante. Twenty are left, who will go home on this episode of TOTAL DRAMA ACTION!”

Theme Song

The camera focuses on the female bathroom for a moment before the door suddenly slams open. “ADIOS TO YOU STUPID CHASE! OH YEAH! CHASE IS GONE! CHASE IS GONE! C TO THE H TO THE A TO THE S TO THE E IS GONE! CHASE IS GONE GONE GONE!” Emma loudly belted. She started to dance along to a beat only she could hear when Raihan walked up to her. “Sorry.”

“You seem happy,” Raihan smiled.

“Yep, my GOOD FOR NOTHING CLICKBAIT ADDICT OF AN EX BOYFRIEND IS GONE! SO LONG, FAREWELL, AND PAALAM YOU DIRTBAG!” Screamed Emma. 

“I can only hope I live to celebrate other people getting eliminated,” Raihan mused. “Are you still going to dance in the doorway? I’ve got several steps in my morning routine that take five minutes each.”

“Oh, sorry,” Emma awkwardly said. “Good luck in the challenge.”

“Yeah, thanks,” Raihan smiled.

Confessional, Raihan

At least Emma is a nice blonde girl. Still wish Anne Maria was here though.

Confessional, Emma

HE’S GONE! HE’S GONE! GONE GONE GONE! BYE BYE CHASE!

Confessional, Chris

I know I said everyone had a toilet and sink in their trailers. But they still have to walk that half a mile for the shower HAHA!

“You got a little pep in your step this morning,” Jaiden observed, as she and Devante walked to the Craft Services Tent. Devante was noticeably happy with a smile on his face and a small bounce as he walked.

“We voted out a liability, and I’m still here. What can I say, it was a good ceremony,” Devante exclaimed, clasping his hands together.

“I don’t think we should be calling Zee a liability. It’s a little rude.”

“He’s gone, what does it matter? Not like he can say anything now,” Devante replied with a shrug.

“I just think it’s rather insensitive to speak ill of someone like that,” Jaiden replied, walking a step or two behind Devante now, staring a hole into the back of his head.

“Whether it’s mean or not, it’s the truth at the end of the day, and like I said he’s not here anymore anyways. Just gotta keep it moving!” Devante exclaimed, walking off as Jaiden stood alone dumbstruck.

Confessional, Jaiden

We made the wrong choice.

Confessional, Devante

A successful vote, which means I can chillax and do nothing as Beardo shall be following right out in that trashy limousine.

The camera switched to inside the Craft Services Tent where Tem was standing in line waiting for her food. Raihan walked into frame, looking around unaware of where she was, she bumped into Tem, knocking her over.

“Oh my god I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to bump into you like that,” Raihan exclaimed, reaching down to help Tem up.

“It’s alright,” Tem replied, grabbing her hand and pulling herself up. “We’ve all had our moments. How is everything?”

“Could be better. Sugar is basically tormenting me whenever the guys aren’t around. It’s really really annoying.”

“I could imagine. And the boys won’t do anything?”

“Wayne and Devin are too focused on challenges to care, and Justin tries to get Sugar to back off but she just doesn’t seem to listen ever.”

“That’s awful. I remember in my season, Scarlett was absolutely insufferable to deal with, and not many people seemed to care, so I totally feel your pain.”

“I appreciate the sympathy. What I could really use are some allies though.”

“If you make it off of that team, I’ll see what I can do. But there really isn’t much I can do while we’re in these current teams.”

“I get it, don't worry. I appreciate you chatting with me, and trying to help!”

“Of course!”

Confessional, Tem

Raihan is fun, I hope she survives the wrath that is Sugar over there. As much as I’d love to help, that team is none of my business. Not my circus not my monkeys

Confessional, Raihan

Why did I have to be on this team… any other team would have been better

“I am still just in awe that we’re all back here!” Ella exclaimed, as she, Shawn, and Courtney were walking together to the Craft Services Tent.

“I know. I’m glad we got given a second shot, especially since there were so many of us on that season,” Courtney replied.

“I still miss my tree though…” Shawn added, earning a glare from Courtney. “But the trailer is nice too!” 

“I know it's mostly newbies getting eliminated. But are you guys worried that we could get targeted?’ Courtney asked.

“I don’t know. I’d like to think us three are fairly well liked,” Ella mused.

“I’d be more worried about the returnees targeting each other. I mean we know Sugar and Anne Maria were fighting not even a day in,” Shawn added.

“True. But I think that’s mostly a Sugar problem,” Courtney deadpanned.

“We won’t know until we get there. Besides, it’s not like any of us made a deep run on Island anyways, we only have so much of an advantage,” Shawn said.

“Yeah…” Ella said, grabbing her arm looking down towards the ground.

“Yeah, you’re right Shawn. At a certain point whatever upperhand we have won’t exist anymore,” Courtney concurred. 

Confessional, Courtney

In some other distant universe, I probably hate my time on that island, but I think it actually made me a better person for what it’s worth.

Confessional, Ella

Talking to Shawn and Courtney about our first season is really nice, I am a bit sad I didn’t make it further so I could share similar experiences, but I am grateful for my second opportunity!

“Heyyyy Angelo, what’s up!?” Carmen exclaimed, strutting up the theater boy.

“Oh uh… hey Carmen,” Angelo replied, giving the latina a sheepish wave.

“What’re you up to?” Carmen asked, grazing her hand across Angelo’s shoulder.

“Just walking to get food…” Angelo replied, stepping away from Carmen and raising his eyebrow quizzically.

“What’s on the menu?”

“Whatever Chef makes,” Angelo deadpanned. “Are you trying to flirt with me?”

“Well duh, you’re cute.”

‘Thanks… but Carmen… I’m gay.”

“Oh….” The pair just stood there in silence for a solid minute before they both just walked silently to the Craft Services Tent. Not another word needed to be said.

Confessional, Carmen

My gaydar seems to be busted… I swear every guy I have flirted with is interested in men… this better not be a running gag this season.

Confessional, Angelo

Well that was awkward.

The camera panned to Raj who was staring off into the distance, with his hands placed under his chin, elbows on the table, letting out a heavy sigh the camera turned to show that Raj is staring at Justin.

“Can I help you?” Justin asked Raj, looking over at the hockey bro.

“Oh uh no. Just lost in thought is all.”

“Hockey?”

“Yeah hockey! Was just thinking about how Wayne Gretsky has nine MVPs and how little people talk about him being the greatest athlete ever is all.”

“That’s… certainly a thought.”

Confessional, Justin

Was Raj staring at me? Not that I’m surprised, I’m gorgeous, but Raj of all people?

Confessional, Raj

Justin is h… a good looking dude!

The camera cut from the Craft Services Tent to the trailers where Carrie and Emma were both exiting their own respective trailers. Carrie gave Emma a wave, which Emma returned happily. Emma skipped over to Carrie, a big smile plastered on her face.

“You seem rather happy this morning,” Carrie chuckled.

“I mean who wouldn’t be happy about their ex getting voted off,” Emma replied, giving a fist pump into the air.

“Touche. I will say, I do feel we have a bit of a connection. Blondes, we both know someone here…” Carrie started.

“I get what you’re laying down,” Emma laughed. “Maybe we could work together. You know, us and Devin, and if we meet up at a swap we could work together.”

“I’d love that! Sucks we’re not all on the same team though. I know I could use an extra friend or two over here.”

“Is it bad?”

“Not really. I enjoy being around Carson and Jaiden, but Devante is a bit of a pain.”

“Yeah I noticed he was… not exactly helping in the last challenge,” Emma replied. “Our team seems fairly solid. Shawn, Courtney, and Hilde are great in the challenges, their personalities aside.”

“What about Angelo and Ella?”

“I like Angelo, but he’s a bit of a loner, and Ella… I don’t know, I haven’t talked a lot with her. Those two come off as really close though.”

“Like a duo?”

“Yeah, not a dangerous one, but they’d definitely vote together if we ever go to a ceremony..”

“I get what you mean. Like Raj and Wayne. They’re a pair, but I don’t think anyone views them as threatening.”

“For sure, hopefully we both win today, can’t have this new alliance immediately go up in flames,” Emma laughed.

Confessional, Emma

I hope Carrie and I meet up, I feel like we’re two little peas in a pod!

Confessional, Carrie

With Chase gone, Emma is noticeably a lot more happy. Super glad for her. And I officially have an alliance! I’ll tell Devin later, maybe tomorrow. That said I also still have heaps of trust with Jaiden and Carson too. But the more allies the merrier.

“ATTENTION CAMPERS! MEET ME AT THE SOUNDSTAGE PRONTO! YOUR NEXT CHALLENGE IS READY TO GO!” Chris yelled through the loudspeaker causing everyone to cover their ears in pain.

Confessional, Courtney

You would think after Island and Milton’s funding they would get some better quality loudspeakers.

Confessional, Ella

I feel bad for all of the little animals with sensitive hearing that had to hear that. I can’t imagine the amount of ringing that is going on in their little animal ears right now.

Confessional, Shawn

Way to go Chris, wake up all the freaking zombies why don’t you!

“Alright everyone, I hope you had a good morning meal!” Chris said as the campers all met in a soundstage. The front wall of the soundstage fell with a hole in it. Chris stood rigid as the wall fell around him and on top of him. “Oww…”

“I guess that wasn’t supposed to happen,” winced Devante.

“Nope,” Chef walked up. “That reveal could have been a lot cooler had Chris stood on the right X!”

“The right X was the left X!” Chris complained from underneath. Dakota and Sam hurriedly drove identical forklifts to either side of the giant wall. Chris groaned and slowly made his way out where he dusted himself off. Chef helped him stand up straight and Chris cleared his mouth. “So… I hope you had a good breakfast, and your throat is all good and warmed up.”

“How rude!” Carmen spoke up. “And perverted!”

“Yeah we are going to have to run that by the censors,” Dakota took a note on a nearby pad of paper.

“I hope your throats are warmed up because today’s challenge will be taking place here! The musical soundstage! Now, let’s be clear, musicals can take a lot of genres, but for the purpose of this challenge we’re making it a catch all just so you can sing your hearts out.”

“So we sing a couple of songs and you, Chef, Dakota, and Sam judge us?” Shawn quickly pointed to each of the four he named.

“What’s your favorite Genre Chef?” Jaiden asked.

“My favorite genre DOESN’T MATTER THIS TIME AROUND AND YOU’D REALIZE THAT IF YOU JUST SHUT YOUR TRAP!” Chef shouted. “Shouting feels good, I haven't done that in a while.”

“Dakota and Sam are going to be setting up bleachers for an audience of fifty mutants and sentient animals, but for now we will call them the mutants. The two cameos for this episode will be the ones judging you. A total average between all of them will be the deciding factor,” Chris explained.

“I’ll be setting up some tech components that you can control during the performance, just make sure you tell me what they are within three hours.”

“The show will start in four hours!” Dakota shouted. “And Daddy specifically wanted me to tell you this. You are allowed to use songs from any musical medium so long as they are advertised as a musical. Shows that are animated and happen to have songs will not count.”

“So we can sing?” Ella smiled.

“Yes Ella, you can, but please… no tea.”

“Got it,” Ella smiled as she seemed to jump with joy. 

“Alright you heard Dakota, four hours. Now go!”

Confessional, Ella

I’m so happy that I get the chance to sing again! I need to redeem myself from the attack I somehow did? Scarlett really is a bit of a villain if you ask me.

Confessional, Raihan

I don’t know much, but I know that Sugar wants to take the role immediately. After all (she starts a bad southern accent) AH’M DA SONGBURD! 

Shawn fiddled with his pockets while he faced his team. “Anyone know anything about musicals?” Shawn opened the floor to a general discussion. 

“I like Dear Evan Hansen,” Angelo spoke up. “The stage, not the film.”

“I remember that, I was crying so hard after the end,” Ella mentioned. “And a dear friend of mine actually broke his arm during the production of a local showing at my community theater.”

“Isn’t that good luck?” Emma raised an eyebrow. “That’s the saying, right?”

“No, that's break a leg,” Courtney interjected. “I have a perfect idea for this. We have just enough of us to go for something out of Ride the Cyclone, where we’re being judged by a sentient magical fortune teller in order to come back to life.”

“That sounds really bizarre,” Hilde declared. “We should just go for something simple and older. Like something from the Music Man or Oklahoma. We don’t have seventy six trombones so we can go for something like Shipoopi.”

“Wasn’t Shipoopi on Family Guy? I remember Chase would play that stupid song all night long as a prank on one of our housemates,” Emma seemed to glower in anger.

“But we still need another song regardless if we go for Shipoopi or Ride the Cyclone,” Ella pointed out. She put her hands together as she suddenly seemed to light up. “If we want modern , we can go from something from one of Disney’s most modern songs. Like Encanto! It’s a good moment to show our strength and power and show our love to the environment!”

“I like Encanto,” Angelo agreed rather quietly. 

“Well I think we can get a good choreography out of Shipoopi, and it’s older so it’s established and a lot of people are going to recognize it. I haven’t even heard of Ride the Cyclone before today,” Hilde crossed her arms while she kicked around a small drum prop between her feet. 

“If we were to go Ride the Cyclone, I think that Courtney would have to lead us on that,” Shawn scratched his head. He picked up a small boombox and a microphone. “I don’t necessarily mind that though.”

“And,” Courtney spoke up. “I think Ella has a great idea with the modern Disney song. A lot of them are powerful and strong and great for women, I’m willing to let Ella take the lead on that one.”

“Oh thank you courtney!” Ella cheered. “I propose we Ride the Cyclone and I’ll take Angelo as one of the main roles for my Encanto song!”

“Wait me?” Angelo asked.

“Yes, you can do it,” Ella placed a reassuring hand on Angelo’s shoulder.

“Fine,” Hilde obliged with a roll of her eyes. “Let’s go for Ride the Cyclone and Encanto then.”

Confessional, Shawn

I just need to do my part, then I can worry about the idol later. The only musicals I really care about are ones about bunyips and Ladies in Black and hatpins. 

The Gaffers stood in a circle in a portion of the backstage surrounded by props of varying sizes. Most of them were discarded set pieces from MIlton Hotels and their events. Justin and Wayne carried over five chairs as they all sat in a circle.

“Alright what musicals do we know?” Justin asked.

“Why don’t we go for something respectable and classic? We’re an ensemble and we need to show off all of our skills,” Devin suggested. “Cats maybe?”

“Oh yeah that way I can sing Memory! I know how to shine and my skills will be enough to take it to the end!” Sugar cheered. “But I’d rather do something more modern, like Mean girls?” On her seat she began humming along to some of the songs from the musical.

“Wasn’t that a movie? Not a movie musical either?” Wayne pointed out.

“And a musical,” Raihan pointed out. “Had several runs and it’s popular on social media because Regina is really fun.”

“Of course you would,” Sugar smiled. “It’s a feminist female classic!”

“It’s for everyone,” Justin shrugged. “What song do you want from Mean girls?”

“I never watched it,” Wayne spoke up. “What? Is that a bad thing?”

“For sure it is! But you can finish that up after you go home from the season,” Sugar snapped. “If we do ‘Sexy’ from mean girls we can totally knock out the competition! But now we need one more?”

“Devin said something classic, so what about the Sound of Music?” Raihan said.

“I like the Sound of Music,” Devin readily agreed. “Raihan do you have anything in mind?” 

“Lonely Goatherd, Goodbye, Farewell, Hills are Alive, Do Re Mi, Edelweiss, Sixteen going on Seventeen,” Raihan listed.

“That last one just sounds creepy,” Sugar interjected. “Sounds like something a bad pageant coach would say to get your hog in the saddle!”

“So no Sixteen Going on Seventeen,” Wayne offered. “What’s Do-Re-Mi?”

“It’s a song to explain music,” Raihan said. “I can strum a guitar a little bit and it’ll help out.”

“So we’ve got Do-Re-Mi and Sexy,” Justin said. “Well, sounds good.”

“You better not drag me down,” Sugar stood atop a small box. “And that goes for you Raihan and Wayne, I can’t believe how uncultured you are!”

Confessional, Wayne

So Raj and I actually have sung the Canadian national anthem before. We did pretty good, we were on the cover of our school newspaper’s front page. They called us surprisingly decent.

“Tem, you’re a city girl, you’ve seen musicals, right?” Sky asked while the four of them started to pull together some costumes. 

“Yeah I have, haven’t you?” Tem asked Sky.

“No,” Sky said bluntly. “Dave’s been wanting to but I just know the moment I see a musical stupid Keith is going to be in one of the starring roles. Can’t believe that turd gets to appear in musicals.”

“If he’s good enough, why wouldn’t he?” Tem looked over Sky’s shoulder as Raj and Carmen beckoned the two of them over.

“Ay, un musical, los vestidos, la musical, y los luces! I was thinking of doing something from Europe like Les Miserables or even Carmen!”

“The Miserables?” Raj asked. “Why would we sing in French? None of us come from Quebec so we don’t really know that language.”

“It’s not the Miserables, it's Les Miserables,” Carmen counted. “Okay that means the French are out. I guess that means Carmen is out too.”

“No, you’re still in the game,” Raj tilted his head. He picked up a microphone prop and leaned on it. “Why don't we just do something like High School Musical? That’s simple enough ,right?”

“I know all the lyrics!” Tem shouted excitedly. “And it’s such a good movie series too! I think Troy was like my first crush or something. Such a troubled soul, basketball or theater.”

“Nowadays you need to be well balanced in order to get into American College,” Sky nodded. “That’s one film. We can do Bop to the Top or All in this Together if our choreography is good.”

“Do you think we can get a turntable?” Sky asked. “I know a lot of musicals like using turntables. And I remember back when I was still with Keith he’d talk so much about the stage production of Hamilton and its turntable.”

“Hamilton? What does the city have to do with that?” Raj asked.

“Nothing,” Sky looked at him blankly.

“AH! Un idea! Me, Sky, and Tem, the Schuyler sisters! I know how to talk fast so I can handle the bit, Tem and Sky can wander around the turntable in sexalicious poses, and Raj can easily be the one who shoots Alexander Hamilton!”

“Wow, spoilers,” Sky joked. “But that sounds good to me!”

Confessional, Carmen

Canta las canciones en inglés… palabras de los hombres de mente estrechas… And excuse me for actually wanting to sing some Carmen… hor hor hor horr horr

“Well first of all, what do we think the other teams are doing?” Devante held a small book in his hands while he faced his teammates. 

“They’re probably doing something energetic, in a group setting, or even a romance,” Carrie sighed. “I don’t think a romantic ballad would necessarily work this time. Not like Sweeney Todd’s ballads.”

“You don’t think Sweeney Todd would work?” Devante asked. 

“That’s a dark musical,” Jaiden pointed out. “Beardo, didn’t you want to do something from the Greatest Showman?”

“Yeah,” Beardo perked up. “Something like the opening sequence.” Beardo took a moment and echoed out the main beats to the opening song of the Greatest showman.

“Don't you think the sounds would be distracting?” Devante asked bluntly. “I know animals in that circus were surprisingly loud.”

“It’s a musical, there’s going to be a lot of sounds,” Jaiden countered. “And we’re going to have an advantage if we let Beardo use his sounds.”

Beardo gave an appreciative smile to Jaiden as she smiled back. “I’m down with The Greatest Showman but I think that Devante’s line of thought should be heard out,” Carson chimed in. “My main experience with musicals comes from the Zombieland Saga.”

“Thank you,” Devante smiled. “But there are dark romantic duets if you’re willing to go for it. Heathers are usually loud but they have a lot of dark comedy.”

“Heathers? That one musical about the three girls named Heather, Heather, and Heather? I like that one,” Carrie agreed. “It does get dark towards the second act.”

“That’s precisely why we should go with Our Love is God,” Devante explained.

“Ah, well in that case, I’d rather not sing,” Carrie scratched her head. “I like more traditional songs and romantic duets. Something like Kiss the girl.”

“I saw the musical, I can be Veronica if you want to be JD,” Jaiden suggested. “Though I think Carson can easily work into the JD role.”

“Is that a compliment?” Carson asked Carrie. Carrie shrugged her shoulders. “I’ll take it as a compliment but I’m not really that good at singing.”

“If we keep Beardo to the sound effects then we’ll be fine,” Devante suggested. “We’re good then.”

Confessional, Jaiden

Obvious joke about Heather aside, I’m still not too sure if it’s the best choice for a song or two.

Confessional, Beardo

Devante being passionate about musicals and how they sound was not on my bingo card today.

The camera cut back to the Costumers standing around a small table. Raj held up a mannequin as he and Sky started to adjust the dimensions. Someone in a rush next to some real big beauty Raj practiced. “Does that sound right?”

“I think it’s someone in a rush next to someone looking pretty,” Sky countered. “But I could hear the lyrics really well. Do you do some form of rapping?”

“No, the only things I watch are Mighty Ducks with Wayne and my team, and the Junior Olympics, so nice to see those guys move like an athlete over there,” Raj said aimlessly.

“Oh me too, I just know I can replicate all their moves out there, I’m definitely gonna get my build up after the show,” Sky smiled.

Nearby, Tem and Carmen were sketching out the choreography on a small piece of paper. “So you ever watch Hamilton live?” Tem asked Carmen.

“Nah, the theaters in my hometown stink because of el Don… puto…” Carmen sighed. “But those theater boys are really nice. Especially the hunks from Newsies.”

“Well said,” Tem and Carmen shared a high-five.

Confessional, Carmen

People sleep on the theater boys. You have to have un physique bonito to move around like you do. Too bad so many of them are gay… 

Confessional, Tem

I saw Hamilton live once and the actor who was Lafayette gave me a reynold’s pamphlet! That was so nice, and it had his number on it. Too bad he also gave it to three other girls.

Carson and Carrie erected a PVC pipe frame vertically. “Just like setting up the goals for Devin back home,” Carrie smiled. “Do you have to set up the hurdles back home?”

“No, that’s usually the work of a team manager, or whichever of the other cast members show up to help you out,.” Carson explained.

“Is that before or after you vote them out?” Carrie asked with a genuine look of curiosity on his face.

Carson snorted into his sleeves. “I’m not going to live that down am I?” he looked into a nearby camera.

“Hey Carrie,” Jaiden walked up. “Devante and Beardo have their hats all fitted. Devante also thinks that you and I could wear gloves so you want to get that fitted now?”

“Gloves? Why gloves?” Carrie asked. “We aren’t dueling are we?”

“Not yet, I don’t think,” Jaiden replied. “Because it’ll look more unifying for the Greatest Showman sequence. Gloves and ringmasters.”

“And Lion Tamers,” Carson perked up. “Lion tamers.”

Confessional, Carrie

Hopefully the work we put in for these performances is good enough. Though I don’t think even circus camp prepares this much.

Confessional, Carson

I did see The Greatest Showman, it was alright nothing special.

Sugar started practicing by doing squats in front of a seated Raihan. Raihan strummed the guitar aimlessly as she tried to tune it to an appropriate amount.

“Remind me again, what were the lyrics to start off the riff?” Sugar asked Raihan. 

“This is Modern Feminism talking, I intend to run the world in shoes I cannot walk in,” Raihan recited politely. “I can be who I want to be--”

“AND SEEEXXXX SEXXXY!” Sugar shouted. “Do you reckon I need that funky mouse costume?”

“Not if you don’t want to,” Raihan curtly replied. RAihan strummed the guitar. “Doe, a deer, a female deer…”

“A male deer is a buck!” Sugar interjected. “Do you think that’d be fun if I holler like that?”

“You don’t want me interjecting during your lyrics, right?” Raihan asked. “And I think having concentration here is good enough.”

“Good point, glad we could come to an agreement there,” Sugar smiled.

Nearby, Devin and Wayne cut apart a onesie. “Do you think this is sexy enough?” Wayne held up a cropped lion onesie.

“I mean you’d have to ask a girl for that. Or picture what Carrie would like to see you in,” Devin said offhandedly.

“Why would I picture what Carrie wants to see me in? Does she like me?” Wayne asked.

“D-did I say Carrie?” Devin stammered. “I meant to say what someone you like clearly would like to see in you.”

“Oh yeah that makes sense,” Wayne nodded.”Wait, we still need a corn costume, right?”

“I don’t quite get how corn can be sexy. Do we need to staple a bra onto it?”

“You said it so let’s try that out,” Devin held up a big blue bra. “Now where do we find a corn costume?

Confessional, Devin

Is this song really that feminist if it forces girls to dress in almost nothing?

Confessional, Sugar

Shoot, even four eyes can be nice. But there’s a difference between being friends and being nice! I can tell that we ain’t gonna be friends and that’s fine with me, but I respect her concentration

Angelo held his mic nervously before he put it on a table. “Do we really need a mic to hold in our hands? Can’t we do those mics that we attach to our ears?”

“That’s an--” Courtney started to object.

“Excellent idea! Right Courtney?” Ella interrupted. “My theater instructor always preferred those things over microphones in our hands.”

“Well if it makes you more comfortable,” Courtney rationalized. “And if it isn’t too intrusive on Angelo.”

“It won’t be,” Angelo said. Courntey walked off to leave Angelo and Ella experimenting with the sounds. “Are you sure you want me to do the duet? I don’t want to drag you down.”

“Silly Angelo, the only thing that you’ll do is sing your heart out,” Ella reassured. “You’ve got a song in your heart and you just need to let it out because everyone has a song inside waiting to be free.”

“T-thanks,” Angelo stammered. “How do you do it?”

“I know that it’s only two minutes out of the entire day,” Ella explained. “And I know that after this it’ll only be a little bit of the fully released episode. Not everyone will rewatch the episode and if they rewatch it that means you got an audience, and that’s the most important thing for any artist.”

Nearby, Hilde tore open some fabric. “Here you go Emma,” Hilde offered. “So are you one of the girls who likes fashion?”

“Yeah,” Emma said simply. “It’s calming. What about you?”

“No,” Hilde said bluntly. “Unless you’re talking about band uniforms or golf wear. I miss golf.”

“Well if you win the show you’ll be able to golf anywhere, right?”

“That’s the dream,” Hilde sighed. “With a girl on my side, caddying the Scottish highlands in search of eagles and birdies and albatrosses.”

“Sounds lovely,” Emma smiled. “I’m going to go get Shawn and Courtney so we can fit Shawn’s cactus and Courtney’s vines.”

“I’ll see ya,” Hilde took a sip out of a nearby water bottle. She glanced over at Ella and Angelo working on a spin together. “Hmm.”. 

Confessional, Angelo

It’s so nice of Ella to give me a role and to let me speak. Hopefully this’ll help with my fears.

Confessional, Hilde

I need to cozy up with at least Emma because I can see Angelo’s already tight with Ella and the Islanders. Now that she’s not talking about Chase anymore I can at least talk to her about it. What’s the big deal about Chase anyway? He’s just a guy.

“Welcome everyone to the first and last musical revue of Total Drama Action! Our four teams have prepared two songs each to be judged on your own volition. And don’t worry audience,” Chris gestured to the five lines of ten mutants. Fang and his date were at the front row as usual, Larry took the back, several flying goats dotted the rows, there were other sentient plants, multi eyed birds, and two crabs managed to fill out the other rows. “You will have a choice in the manner. At the end of every performance the device Sam has provided you will indicate the start of the voting. Now, for the audience at home, let’s welcome our two previous campers!”

An explosion of confetti suddenly erupted from the middle of the stage. The interns hastily swept away the paper and standing in the center was a certain lovable fat guy. “Hey everyone! It’s so awesome to be here!” Owen, third and sixteenth person voted out of Total Drama Revenge of the Island, jumped up and down eagerly. “I love musicals, they’re so fun and optimistic and I love it! It’s going to be awesome!” Owen took a seat at the judging table on a canvas chair that creaked under his weight.

Another explosion of confetti and smoke soon cleared away to reveal a certain mean girl standing in the center. “Hey everyone,” she tossed her hair back. “I know you remember my name is Amy, so let’s get this out of the way. I’m here to judge and they better make it good.” There wasn’t as much applause for the mean cheerleader as she took a seat on an identical chair next to Owen’s. She yelled out as she suddenly fell through a hole in the chair. She grumbled and took the replacement Dakota offered.

“First up we have the Mixers with a rendition from Ride the Cyclone!” Chris announced on the stage. “When six teenagers perish early, they are placed in a situation where they have to vote for one of them to come back to life! This performance is one of their attempts.”

Courtney stood on stage in the center of a circle surrounded by her fellow team members. She took a deep breath and smiled. “Some of us are left wing, some of us are right wing, but the last time I checked it takes TWO WINGS TO FLY! WE ARE COMMUNITY, WE ARE FAMILY, WE ARE THE WORLD! ”

Courtney stomped her feet to trigger a small boombox. “Ocean O’Connell Rosenberg concedes,” Shawn’s voice came from the boombox in a deeper tone than the other campers were used to.

Courntey as Ocean turned to the boombox with a neutral but confused face. “What?”

“I do respect you taking the moral high ground, next!”

No nooooo! Courtney started to sing.

A light shone on her as she took center stage again. The other five mixers started dancing their simple dance as Courtney took up most of the stage. What the world needs is people like me. To keep it all spinning around! I’m the mover, I’m the shaker, I'm the headline maker, MMMM I get up!

She gets up Hilde contributed in a bored voice.

I get up, and no one’s gonna keep me down , Courtney pointed her fingers to each of her teammates. 

She danced a circle around her five teammates before stopping in front of them. Okay it’s clear I’m the top of this class, these folks here, well the pump the gas. Fetch me a coffee, shine my shoe. Some of us are winners some were born to lose!

She pranced around the stage in a trash talking manner as she condescendingly complimented the others. The audience of mutants, interns, and other teams started to bob to the beat of the music. Seriously?1 This one here she’s raring to fail she’ll rob a 7/11 and go straight to jail! Maybe steal hubcaps, maybe steal clubs, expressing himself by streaming in hot tubs , she pranced around Hilde, oblivious to her angry glare.

Soccer Mom, Minivan, four little brats, no steady man , Courtney pointed to Emma. Emma’s jaw dropped as Courtney continued the next verse. Posting on the internet looking for attention she’s not gonna get, can someone get CPS already?

Ohh, little voice, tiny height, if he gets injured who’ll treat him right. Hardly ever heard from never ever seen, What are we gonna do? Let him work behind the scenes? Courtney pranced around Angelo.

The Mixers looked at each other, offended, as Courntey continued the song. They missed their cue even as Courtney glared at them Darwin had a theory called!

Evolution? Shawn said.

He put it into words here it’s plain to see, we need a little less of them a little more of me!  

The Mixers reluctantly formed a pyramid with nearby crates as Courtney strode to the top. She belted at the top of the pyramid while the other five waited patiently atop the crates. And some stay down….

Courtney struck a triumphant pose atop the pyramid while the Mixers looked relatively bored. The audience cheered politely. It was a good performance, but would it be good enough against the others?”

Confessional, Courtney

Maybe I got a little carried away, but better to go all out than to not give enough, right?

Confessional, Emma

CPS? Four kids? Where’d Courtney get any of these ideas?!

“To continue our performances, we have a musical educational classic from the Grips as they explain the musical scale! We’ll go to the mountains of Salzburg for a beautiful lesson with an old gentle song” 

Raihan claimed a solitary stool in the center of the stage as the other four grips sat politely criss crossed applesauce in a semi circle facing Raihan as she strummed a discordant tune on a guitar. “Okay everyone, it’s time to start with a song!”

“A song?” Devin asked in a stilted voice.

“Yes! A Song!”

“What’s a song?” Sugar asked in a fake cute voice.

“Well,” Raihan strummed the guitar in a melodic tone. Let’s start at the very beginning. A very good place to start. When you read, you begin with A-B-C. When you sing, you begin with Do-Re-Mi!

The other four echoed the Do-Re-Mi lyrics several times as Raihan continued strumming the same chords on the guitar. She hesitated for a moment before strumming her guitar twice, trying to stall for time as she remembered the lyrics. Oh let’s see if I can make it easy! She finally continued.

Do, a deer, a female deer! Re, a drop of golden sun! Mi, a name, I call myself. Fa, a long long way to run. So, a needle pulling thread. La, a note to follow So. Ti, a drink with jam and bread. That will bring us back todo, oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh ,oh….

Raihan again continued strumming the guitar as she glanced at Wayne, who had the next lyric. D’oh! A deer! Wayne shouted as he sang! 

Re, a drop of golden sun! Justin managed to carry the tune.

Mi, a name, I call mah-self! Sugar triumphantly pointed. 

Fa, a long long way to run! Devin stood up, mimicking a happy clap that a young boy would do.

So, a needle pulling thread! Wayne and Sugar shouted.

La, a note to follow So , Devin and Justin harmonized.

Ti, a drink with jam and bread!  The four managed to sing. That will bring us back to Do! 

Do re mi fa so la ti do, so do! Raihan joined her teammates in dancing as they hopped around in a circle. “Now that we have all these notes in our heads we can sing a million different tunes by mixing them up! Like such!

So do la fa mi do re! Raihan sang. 

So do la mi ta re do / so do la ti mi do re, do/ do la so mi re do/ re so la mi ti do The four tried to remember the lyrics.

Good! Raihan said through gritted teeth. So we put in words one for every note! When you know the notes to sing you can sing most anything!

TOGETHER! Sugar shouted as she took center stage. Do, a deer, a female deer! Ray! A drop of golden sun!

Justin pushed Sugar out of the center as he took over. Mi, a name, Just for myself! Fa, a long long way to run! 

So, a needle pulling thread! Wayne and Devin bounded up to stage. La, a note to follow So. Ti, a drink with jam and bread, that’ll bring us back to Do!

The five Grips spun in a circle as they sang the scales again, before tumbling over as the backing track ended, a fake laugh permeating from the soundtrack.

Confessional, Raihan

That.. that should have been EASY! HOW DID WE MESS THAT UP SO BADLY?!

Confessional, Devin

I don’t think we rehearsed enough.

Confessional, Wayne

Why is Doe a female deer?

“Alright next up we have a performance from Hamilton with the Costumers. It’s the great American tale of the man on the US’ twenty dollar bill. Let’s see if our foursome are going to throw away their shot!”

Raj stood in the center of the stage doing a little shimmy. He clapped his hands to the beat before he spoke out. There’s nothing rich people like more, than going downtown and slumming it with the poors. They pull up in the carriages and balk at the students in the common just to watch em all.

Dressed in rather beautiful but simple dresses, Sky, Tem, and Carmen rushed onto the scene. They kept their balance on the turntable as they started to walk, pantomiming talking to unseen extras and others. Work work Raj provided the background.

It’s Carmen , Carmen started

My name is Te-em , Tem continued.

And Sky, Sky hesitantly said.

Carmen, Tem, Sky! WORK!

Chris said we need to win by sundown, Sky said.

Chris doesn’t really need to know , Carmen continued

Chris said that we need to win Sky warned

Like I said you’re free to go but , Tem started. 

Look around, look around, the competitions happening in Canada Carmen sang.

Canada… Sky and Tem harmonized. WORK!

The costumers sang of the virtues of competing against the other three teams as the turntable revolved. They were all able to strike a fancy pose before Raj suddenly ran up to them. There’s nothing like summer in the film lot, someone in in a rush looking for someone hot. Excuse me miss I know it’s not funny, but your perfume smells like your daddy’s got money. Why you slumming up here in your fancy heels, you searching for an urchin who can give you ideals?

Carmen flashed a flirtatious wink at Raj before she again struck a rather seductive pose. I've been reading Common Sense by Thomas Paine. Some men say that I’m intense or I’m insane. You want a revolution, I want a revelation, so listen to my declaration!

Tem and Sky planted themselves on either side of Carmen, bobbing their heads to the backing lyrics. We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all of us are created equal. And when I get to the final two seats, I’ll convince them to make women the main character of this sequel

WORK! The trio of girls snapped their fingers. Sky danced on her own to a rather good beat while Tem belted how lucky she was to be back in the game.

In the greatest show

IN THE GREATEST SHOW IN THE WO--O-O-O-RLD!

The three struck a final pose to raucous applause. Raj escorted the three girls off stage.

Confessional, Tem

Well the Americans down south seem like they can do something right…

Confessional, Raj

I thought there were more schuyler sisters and even a brother.

“Up next we have the Gaffers, here to remind you exactly what you’re watching with this piece from the Greatest Showman, the tale of Phineas Taylor Barnum and his first ever circus.!” Chef read off of a cue card

A smatter of polite applause spread through the audience as the lights on stage dimmed. A stomping sound came from a  lone figure in the middle of the stage. Devante tipped his head under a hat as he planted a cane held in his hands between his legs. Ladies and Gents this is the moment you’ve waited for

The lights high above fanned out in an arc as his fellow teammates echoed a loud Whoa .

Been searching in the dark, your sweat’s dripping on the floor , Devante continue

The lights again started to move before focusing on a figure in the back, Beardo, providing the background music and the next lines. And buried in your bones there’s an ache that you can’t ignore . There was a clangorous drum beat. Taking your breath another awkward drum beat. Steeling your mind another drum beat When all that is real is left behind!

Don’t fight it’s coming for you running at’cha Carson started to emerge from the wings in a jacket that almost looked like a wingsuit. It’s only this moment don’t care what comes after

Your fever dream, can’t you see it gettin’ closer? Devante raced after the spotlight trying to catch his breath. Just surrender cause you feel the feeling taking over!

IT’S FIRE IT’S FREEDOM IT’S FLOODING OPEN! Carrie shouted as she walked out with a giant candle in her hands. 

It’s a preacher in the pulpit and your blind devotion Jaiden strode out, almost countering Carrie’s shouting voice.

There’s something breaking at the brick of every wall it’s holding all that you knooooooowwww! Devante sang as he walked up to a mockup of a brick wall, knocking it’s fake facade..

SO TELL ME DO YOU WANNA GO?! Beardo suddenly burst through the paper wall, 

Where it’s covered in all the colored lights?! Jaiden and Carrie sang as their eyes were blinded with the previously mentioned colored lights. Where the runaways are running the night? Impossible comes true, it’s taking over you!

OH! THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW! The team recovered to get to a standing position. 

We light it up, we won’t come down, and the  sun can’t stop us now! Carson and Devante held each other up as they held up hats to the sky. Watching it come through it’s taking over you! OH! THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW!

The five Gaffers started clapping to the sound of Beardo’s backing track, encouraging the audience to clap along. As well as they could have, the mutants managed to clap along as the gaffers repeated the previous lines, clapping as they managed to throw up various circus related props into the air. 

Cause everything you want is right in front of you! And you see the impossible is coming true! Beardo’s voice started taking over once the chorus finished. 

AND THE WALLS CAN’T STOP US… NOW! Carrie passionately screeched. 

THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW! OH! Jaiden managed to hold up two sparklers.

THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW! OH! Carson spun around in a mix of fabric that he threw into the air.

THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW! OH! Beardo burst through several hoops.

THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW! OH! Carrie stood atop a pyramid of boxes decorated with the team logos.

THIS IS THE GREATEST SHOW! Devante held the last note long while his team surrounded him, forming something of a triumphant flower all around.

Confessional, Devante

With any luck those mutants are going to recognize that we had to coordinate a lot of talent and we produced something more than acceptable.

Confessional, Carrie

(she holds her knee up to the camera) I think I have a splinter

“Now we have Sugar of the Killer Grips leading her team in a rendition of Sexy from Mean girls!” Dakota said through a microphone.

The lights dimmed around the stage with a solitary light shining on the center. Sugar quickly jogged out to the center in a pink dress that barely covered her knees. “Howdy!” She started with a chipper sound. The soundtrack began and she took a breath. If I could change the world, I’d make it Halloween! Every single day! And also have world peace! Maybe world peace should be first… World peace and then Halloween… CONSARNIT LEMME START OVER!

Sugar stomped off stage awkwardly as the background music started again. She rushed on stage as the background music started again. Howdy… If I could change the world, I’d make us have world peace, and also Halloween. Every single day. On Halloween you can pretend to be someone else. It’s like reality tv. Except in person and with candy!

The background music changed to a more electro-pop sound as Sugar started to puff out her chest more to accentuate her assets while the other grips showed up in sexy outfits. I can be who I wanna be and sexy!  

Raihan and Justin struck a pose as a sexy fish and a sexy librarian respectively.

I can be who I want to be and hot! Devin and Wayne flexed their muscles as a sexy American football player and a sexy Hockey player respectively.

Be somebody new! Do a total transformation! Animals or minerals too, or even vegetation! Sugar pointed to Raihan, who stepped behind a wardrobe wearing a sexy fish costume and emerged in a small corn costume. “I GIVE YOU SEXY CORN!” 

Sugar pushed Raihan out of the way as the beat changed to something more appropriate for a slow paced rap song. Watch me be sexy Quint from Sexy Jaws catching Sexy sharks. Sexy Honey Boo Boo or Sexy B-laine-ley! I can be a sexy hotelier or a sexy plumber! I can be a sexy doctor and cure some sexy cancer! Sugar slowed down as she glanced at Justin, dressed as a sexy receptionist. That ain’t right is it?

Justin shook his head. I can sexy cure some cancer!

“NO!” Justin shouted, almost offended.

I can cure sex cancer! Sugar suggested.

“Sex cancer doesn’t exist,” Justin stiffly said.

“YEE-HAW I DID IT!” Sugar cheered as the others applauded. Devin and Wayne carried her up in the air as she struck several poses before setting her down. Then she did an impromptu dance to an instrumental break while the others did a more choreographed and simple routine. This is modern feminism talking. I expect to run the world in shoes I cannot walk in!

At the last lyrics she jumped into the air and dropped into some splits. A look of pain appeared on her face before she recovered just in time to finish the lyrics. And sexxxx SEXXXX SEXXXXYYYYY! 

Raihan, Devin, Wayne, and Justin struck a pose around her as she threw her hands up in the air triumphantly.

Confessional, Raihan

How are Leonard and Sugar working as a couple again? Because that performance was anything but…

Confessional, Justin

Maybe I should have taken the lead with this song

“Coming off of that performance we have a duet from Jaiden and Devante of the Gaffers! We’ll find out exactly what their love is!” Chris spoke into a small microphone.

A small piano tune started playing in the background as Jaiden, now clad in a blue jacket, held hands with Devante as they took center stage. Devante was lit in an ominous white light and it was clear he was now in a giant trench coat. That will end tonight. You are the only thing that’s right about this broken world. Go on and cry, but when the morning comes, we’ll burn it down and then… we’ll build the world again… Our love is god.

Jaiden blinked as she tightly gripped Devante’s hand. The boy winced slightly before recovering for the next lyrics. “Are you okay?” Jaiden asked sincerely.

I was alone, Devante cocked his head, trying to hint to Jaiden to continue with the show. I was a frozen lake, but then you melted me awake. See now I’m crying too, you’re not alone.

You’re not alone… Jaiden echoed as Carrie and Beardo changed the scene to a dark moonlight forest in the background. 

When the morning comes…  Jaiden continued. 

We’ll burn away that teare, and raise our city here…

Raise our city here… Jaiden echoed.

Our love is god… The two harmonized.

Carson and Beardo placed two dummies in the front of the stage while Jaiden and Devante turned around. The two’s vocals unified as their lyrics continued and continued proclaiming their boasts. Beardo and Carson manipulated the dummies in front of Jaiden and Devante as they parted. Devante cocked his head conspicuously and Beardo and Carson ran off stage. 

“Count of three. One, two… three,” Jaiden counted as Devante whipped out one of the pistols from the alien challenge and fired off. Beardo continued the sound effects from off screen as Devante turned to the wings, annoyed, before again facing the audience.

I worship you, I’d trade my life for yours. We’ll make them disappear, we’ll plant our garden here… Devante took a calm look at Jaiden as Jaiden tried her best to look both horrified and attracted, a word that some would consider harroused.

Jaiden took a deep breath and sang. Our love is god….

Our love is god… Devante continued.

OUR LOVE IS GOD! The two concluded the song by holding their arms to the sky before the lights turned off on the stage.

Confessional, Carrie

Okay I thought Our Love is God would have been a cute romance that Devin and I could sing to, but now… I don’t know if I even want to remember that song!

Confessional, Carson

Technically both Jaiden and Devante were both very good singers, but why did we agree on that song again?

Confessional, Jaiden

At least we performed well. I wish we incorporated more of the others though.

“Now we have a performance from the Mixers and they’re ready to show you exactly what they can do!” Chef cheered, trying to bring back excitement to the group.

A polite smattering of applause echoed around the audience as Angelo and Ella stood around, contemplating a rather disgruntled Shawn in a cactus outfit. Shawn closed his eyes as Angelo and Ella looked over him curiously. I just made something unexpected! Something sharp, something new!

Ella poked Shawn and the zombie nut changed into a different pose. It’s not symmetrical or perfect, but it’s beautiful, and it’s mine! What else can I do?

Ella started to prance around the stage, essentially pushing Shawn to the side while Angelo tried to chase after her. The timid boy hastened to say his portion of the lyrics as he tripped over a vine prop strategically placed. “BRING IT IN BRING IT IN! GOOD TALK! BRING IT IN BRING IT IN!” He yelped as he tumbled into a bush prop that Courtney awkwardly shuffled into the middle.

I grow rows and rows of roses, flor de mayo, by the mile! I make perfect practiced poses, so much hides behind my smile! Ella started to jump onto flower pot after flower pot as the lights high above struggled to chase after her. She seemed to be lost in the moment as he found herself in a giant green screen full of colorful flowers and basic green foliage. WHAT COULD I DO IF I JUST GREW WHAT I WAS FEELING IN THE MOMENT?!

DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOU’RE GOING?! WHOA! Angelo suddenly found himself swept away by Shawn, Courtney, and now Hilde dressed in random flower costumes. 

A hurricane of jacarandas! Strangling figs! Hanging vines! As Ella sang the plants they dropped from the sky, spooking her fellow teammates. Most specifically, Emma found herself tangled in the hanging vines as she tried to put on her floral outfit. What else can I do?

Angelo rushed to join Ella at the center of the stage where a small fake lawn was set up. It seemed to light up as Ella twirled, lost in the music. Angelo recoiled from Ella hitting him in the face before standing up. You just seem like your life’s been a dream since the moment you opened your eyes

HOW FAR DO THESE ROOTS GO DOWN?!  Ella’s voice overpowered Angelo’s as the small astroturf started to spin. 

All I know are the blossoms you grow but it’s awesome to see how you rise Angelo steadied himself.

How far can I rise? Ella turned to Angelo with an eager smile on her face.

Through the roof to the skies LET’S GO! Angelo and Ella harmonized.

The small platform rose in the air as Shawn, Courtney, and Hilde managed to jump and prance around to give the illusion of plants growing in the air spontaneously. Hilde spread some colored confetti as Emma managed to keep the vines in the background moving. What can you do when you are deeply madly truly in the moment? Ella sang

Seize the moment, keep going! Angelo hesitantly harmonized.

What can you do when you know who you wanna be is imperfect? But I’ll still be okay!

HEY EVERYBODY CLEAR THE WAY! Angelo jumped to the front before suddenly slinking back.

I’m coming through with tabebuia! Making waves! Changing minds! Shawn and Hilde respectively carried Angelo and Ella through several wild leaps as the song wound down.

WHAT ELSE CAN I DO!? Ella and Angelo struck identical mirrored poses. Angelo adjusted his stance before he suddenly sprinted offstage in the middle of the applause.

Confessional, Angelo

Did I do that?! I DID! THAT WAS GREAT! BUT….

But…

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

“Last but not least Raj and Tem are representing the Lethal Costumers with a high school musical classic! Give it up as they bop to the top!” Chris announced in a loud excited voice.

Polite applause scattered as a latin sounding beat started to echo the stage. Raj appeared on stage in a small bowler hat with a pep to his step. Mucho Gusto  

He pointed to the other side of the stage where Tem was dancing out to her own beat in a dress not dissimilar to Carmen’s. She made sure to keep it hiked up as she fanned herself. Ay que fabulosa!  She shouted. When Carmen added the trilling r’s in a backing sound she started to dance with a lot more energy. I believe in dreaming, shooting for the stars!

Baby to be number one, you’ve got to raise the bar! Raj danced his way over to Tem. The two did a quick step with each other as they spun each other around a small spotlight that turned on from above. The rest of the song proceeded as Sky released a balloon filled with glitter that popped high above them.

Show some muscle! Raj flexed his bicep while dipping Tem in a small choreographed move.

Do the hustle! Tem hit a fighting pose.

Raj and Tem looked at each other as they synced up their movements side to side. Yeah we’re gonna bop bop bop! Bop to the top! Slip and slide and ride that rhythm Jump and hop hop til we drop!

And start again! Tem flourished. 

Zip zap zop! Pop like a mop! 

Scoot around the corner Raj boogied. 

Move it to the groove ‘Til the music stops. Do the bop bop, bop to the top! Raj and TEm continued their synchronized dance moves as the audience of mutants started to dance and boogie in their seats. High above Sky and Carmen started to maneuver the lights to make a flashy finale as the two dancers pulled each other tight and smiled.

BOP TO THE TOP! Tem and Raj flashed two shiny grins to the audience and held for applause. Tem was holding onto Raj’s shoulders with one hand and leaning on his thigh with her feet. She held her other hand out in a flourish while Raj mirrored her, slowly straining as the applause died down. When it finally stopped, Tem hopped down and they dashed off stage.

“Okay everyone, that’s a wrap for the performances, Owen and Amy are going to fix things up and Sam says that it’s still processing the info for our happy audience of mutants. In the meantime, sit tight, and-- oh it’s done," Chris started. 

Confessional, Sky

I can take losing twice in a row, it happened back in Island. But back then there were only two teams… IF WE LOSE AGAIN I’M GOING TO JUMP IN MANURE!

Confessional, Justin

Good looks can only take you so far, good work can only take you so far, but even if we lose I think I’m safe for the ceremony… though I’d rather not go.

Confessional, Hilde

Maybe my band coach was right, shipoopi just isn’t good with kids nowadays.

Confessional, Carson

I’m going to have to make tough decisions soon, aren’t I? 

He cleared his throat as he ceded the stage to Owen and Amy. “Well, let’s go team by team,” Owen started. “Amy and I both thought that Bop to the Top was great! For me I thought both Raj and Tem looked extra cute in their outfits and they moved around the stage well. Raj has a really nice voice and so does Tem. I gave you a nine!”

“I agree with Owen,'' Amy said bluntly. “But I gave you an eight because I thought Tem and Raj didn’t necessarily capture the voices as well as the original Troy and Gabriella. Raj seemed more like Troy at times and Tem… well you were alright but I couldn’t find much more.”

“And the audience gives you an eight!” Chris gestured to the screen Sam had set up to display the results. 

“And besides bop to the top, the other performance was the Schuyler sisters,” Amy explained. “Carmen, you commanded that stage. And I liked how you shut down Raj with that sass. It was a strange pick but I think you all made it work so well! Sky didn’t have enough presence for me but I give you an eight!”

“Me too,” Owen nodded. “It was simple, it was catchy, Raj rapped well and looked absolutely dapper, Carmen looked like she was very comfortable in her dress, and the three of you managed to brush it up well. So I gave you an eight.”

“Yeah, it turns out the mutants are really big fans of hamilton. And they loved it! A nine!” Chris said as a nine appeared on screen.

“So next up was that one performance of What else can I do,” Owen read off of a paper. “Ella, that was fantastic! You have such a great voice, and it sounds so great! I loved hearing your performance live and you commanded the stage so well. You really supported Angelo too! But Angelo, buddy, you need to speak up! You were great but you dragged down the rest of the performance. And for that reason I could only give you an eight.”

“And not just Angelo. Shawn’s stubble may be prickly and ingrown and causing all of those pustules but he didn’t do much as a cactus. And the flower poses… they were distracting. I had to give you a six.”

“Well, the audience disagrees,” Chris said as a giant ten appeared on screen.

“What the World needs,” Owen played with a pencil in his hands before chewing it absentmindedly. “Good song, but… that was kind of mean. It really felt central on Courtney. Courntey you were great, but the others… the others didn’t really get to do much besides be insulted. I have to give you a seven.”

“I was a lot more receptive to the insults,” Amy glanced at Owen. “But you were lacking in that teamwork, and I think your improv didn’t really go over well with the others, right Courtney? Anyways, too bad, so sad, because you killed it Courtney. Eight.”

“And the audience says…. A six…” Chris read from the monitor.

“So, Jaiden and Devante… I love Heathers. Heather Chandler is such a role model of mine, she ruled the school with an iron fist,” Amy started while she clapped her hands. “And the musical was good too, but that song you chose was supposed to be one of the most impactful songs in the movie but we just… just lost so much context. I get that neither of the guys on your team are good looking but couldn’t you have done something with Ram and Kelly? I have to give you a three.”

“Ouch,” Owen chuckled, looking at his hands, suddenly realizing that he chewed through most of the pencil. “I mean, Jaiden and Devante, you were good artists. But that was… sad. And very very strange. I don’t get it. That’s a four for me because at least you two were good at harmonies.”

“And the mutants gave you a five,” Chris added.

“But the greatest show was better, though not by much,” Amy shrugged. “You were all individually good, I would have liked to hear more Beardo. And when it comes down to it I think that there were a lot of elements that calling it a clusterfuck is only a slight exaggeration. But it wasn’t bad, I’ll give you a seven.”

“I love The Greatest Showman! And that was my favorite song! You all sang it well! But I’ve seen better and I think you could have incorporated more effects. Like that one guy with the sound effects? That would have been more fun and some of you just didn’t have enough presence. But I liked it! You get a seven!”

“And the mutants agree!” Chris pointed to the monitor. “That ranking has officially made the Costumers safe for the very first time in the competition! The fate of the Mixers will lie with the grips!”

“Okay that seems important,” Owen nodded as he looked at another pencil he managed to chew through. He made a gesture to grab Amy’s pencil before the blond girl slapped him away. 

“Now Sugar, I know you’re with Leonard,” Amy started. “Who knows why he stays with you,” she mumbled. “You managed to take a classic feminist satire and made it your own. But I think the choreography was clumsy and the vocals weren’t necessarily as good as the others. I'll give you a seven.”

“Is it weird to say I didn’t get it?” Owen started. “Because I didn’t get it. You were singing about world peace, then cactuses, and corn… mmmm…. Corn…. But I got so distracted with Justin, that guy should have been at the front! I mean, he’s so chiseled he could probably cut marble and butter can just melt off of his skin! He’s so hot! But… six… I mean if you put in more Justin I’d be more--”

“And the audience says you get an eight!” Chris interrupted.

“And for the last song, Do Re Mi…” Amy started. “Okay it was good, but boring. It wasn’t as exciting as the others, you were just sitting in a circle and standing and dancing and prancing. You could have done so much more! I’m giving that a five.”

“Actually I liked it a lot more because it was unified. The Sound of Music is such a fun movie but I don’t get why there’s so many warnings about it. So.. I guess you took a risk by singing a song from it? I also didn’t know if doe actually was a deer so I learned something new again! I’m giving you an eight!”

“Ouch, the audience gave that a one…” Chris read. “And thank you women and Amy for giving your scores! Now, the final results are the Lethal Costumers in first! That means in addition to immunity you will get a ticket to a Mister Milton Funded performance of Make it Back Here! The riveting tale of the Donner Party in California! As for the final safe team…. The calculations have decided… that it’s THE HOLLERING MIXERS! No reward for you but you’re safe, so isn’t that enough?”

The Lethal Costumers embraced each other in a group hug and cheered loudly. FInally they wouldn’t have to go to an elimination ceremony. The Mixers cheered at safety but it was clear that there were some bitter glances a couple of the team members flashed at each other. The Grips and the Gaffers both seemed to let out mutual sighs. “Return to the elimination site in four hours.”

Confessional, Owen

Was I too mean? I really really like musicals but you don’t get many opportunities to go to one where I’m from. But after the musicals we usually go for a good meal. Mmm, cheesecake.

Confessional, Amy

Being real here, I could have done a much better job than any one of them. Maybe I joined the wrong season. At least if I joined this season I’d probably have the chance to get together with Justin unlike Sugar, Raihan, or any of those other chicks up there.