Believe it or not, this is my second time attempting to create one of these series. Either way, I hope you enjoy this one since it has almost nothing to do with the first one I made. Couple of disclaimers:
1. This chapter may be similar to the first episode of TDI. I can't really help it, what can I say?
2. I own nothing in this, other than my own OCs. I don't even own the Chance concept
3. Every chapter, I'll be going over reviews, and giving shout outs to various authors for their contributions to my time on FanFiction.
4. Again, please enjoy the episode!
5. Today's shout out goes to Obikinoah! He's awesome!
"Yo!" A man jumps into the camera frame. In the background, a lake, some mountains, and various islands surround him. He appears to be standing on a dock. "We are coming at you live from Camp Wawanakwa, somewhere in Muskoka, Ontario!" As he said this the camera zoomed out, allowing the viewers to see more of the screen. "I'm your host..." he put his hand on his chest pridefully. "...Chris McLean!" He paused for dramatic effect (but was there any?). "I'm dropping Season one of the hottest new reality show known to television!
He began to walk down the dock, dramatic music playing in the background. "Here's the deal... Twenty-two random people have signed up to spend eight entire weeks at this crappy old summer camp. While here, they'll don the title... 'campers.' While they are enjoying their stay, their be competing in challenges to determine which team will be forced into judging their team mates into submission."
He paused, turned around and began walking the other way. "Every three days, a team will either win a precious reward," he held up a steak and a knife. "Or be forced to to walk down the Dock of Shame," he pointed to the floor. "It's not the Dock of Shame right now, cause I'm standing on it. But it will be when that sorry camper will be forced to leave the island! For. Good. When they leave, they'll be escorted using the Boat of Losers, and be leaving Total Drama Island."
The camera cut to a campfire pit, where many stumps could watch the fire, and a podium covered in marshmallows. There was also a staircase, arguably leading to the Dock of Shame and the Boat of Losers. Chris popped into the frame in his usual unexpected way. "Their fate will be decided here," he said, walking toward the podium. "With sweet, savory, and powdery marshmallows! Every night, a camper will get one, delivered hot and fresh out of my stock," he pointed to a safe. "All but one, who will watch their former friends eat on beautiful pieces of fluff as they leave the island!" he winked at the camera. "Comforting, right?"
"After all that, the challenges, the marshmallow ceremonies, EVERYTHING, only one camper will remain. And they will be rewarded in the best fame a teenager can be. Cheesy tabloid fame," he held up a magazine with a picture of him on it. "And a small fortune!" he held up a treasure chest. "Which let's face it, they'll blow in a day, or maybe two. But, to get all the things they utterly don't deserve, they'll have to battle black flies," the camera cut to flies aimlessly flying about, while being swatted at by two gigantic paws. "Grizzly bears," the camera panned downward, revealing a bear, which owned the giant paws. "And..." the camera cut back to him. "Each other."
"Every moment WILL be caught on one of the thousands of camera we've installed all over the island," the camera showed an awkward scenario involving a bird feeding it's children. Chris began to walk down the dock once more, and it began to shake. "W-who will crumble under the pressure?" he was shaking too now. "F-find out here on T-Total! D-Drama..." the dock gave way, causing him to fall into the water below the dock. "AUGH!" he screamed. "INTERNS!"
Three interns appeared, clearly attached by ball and chain. "GO AN GET MY MAKE UP!" he demanded. The camera focused in on him. "ISLAND!"
The intro played, cameras appearing in unlikely places. One camera forced a squirrel out of a tree, and it began to fall to the ground below, where a camera appeared under a rock. A hand snapped and the camera began to pan.
It panned past Chris and Chef, who were driving a golf cart, and up a giant mountain.
Dear Mom and Dad I'm doin' fine
The camera went off the ledge, and two pairs of legs began flailing about as the camera (and likely the cameraman) fell down the mountain into a lake with a small ring around it. Owen appeared under the water happily swimming about with the fishes below him. He farted, causing about twenty fish to die and float upwards.
You guys are on my mind
The camera panned upwards where Trent and Gwen were driving giant sail boats. Trent seemed to be playing his guitar, until a bunch of seagulls saw the fish and covered the screen for a second. When it was un-feathered, Trent didn't have his guitar any more.
You asked me what I wanted be to and now I think the answer is plain to see
A seagull was carrying the guitar, but was dropping. It let go of the guitar, and it hit Arthur in the head, causing him to fall over. DJ was meditating in the distance with a whole bunch of animals, but bird droppings dropped on his head. He looked at the camera unhappily.
I wanna be... famous
While Sam ran over to Arthur, who was still out cold, he ran over a bunny, who turned into rage mode and then attacked him. Sam ran the opposite direction, with a killer bunny following him. He ran past DJ, who shrugged at the sight.
I wanna live close to the sun
Harold was having a slapping fight against Cameron, who seemed to be hissing at him on a raft about to go over the falls. Duncan was watching the two of them, shaking his head unfortunately. The raft stopped right before it went over the ledge, and Duncan kicked it, causing the two nerds to plummet downwards.
Go pack your bags 'cause I've already won
Addie was working on her phone on a log innocently, kicking he legs aimlessly, until Harold and the raft came flying down behind her. She got up and looked around nervously, but Harold was long gone at this point. Cameron came flying down as well though, knocking her off the log and tumbling down with him.
Everything to prove, nothing in my way
Jasmine was attempting to ride a vine, and succeeding until she ran face first into the confession can, knocking Noah out of it, and his magazine he was reading out of his hand and into the window, where a very chef-like outline was cooking.
I'll get there one day
The magazine fell into Chef's concoction, while he was looking at B and Bob, who both looked innocent enough. They were sitting at a table ready to be fed. B pulled out a salt shaker from his jacket, and rubbed his hands happily.
Cause I wanna be... Famous
Sierra and Tyler were having an arm wrestle. Tyler was clearly trying too much, attempting to use both hand against her, but she held firm, even against him. She quickly grabbed Bob's coffee, took a sip, and beat Tyler with ease. She than began to bounce around like she was on a sugar rush.
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na
Shawn and Sky were glaring at each other unhappily on opposite sides of a staircase, near where Justin was working out. Beth was drooling on him, quite literally, and fell over, knocked out. Justin got up to try and help her, but she held up her hand as if to say no.
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na (I wanna be!) (I wanna be!) (I wanna be famous!)
Zoey and Dave are talking normally, while Lightning and Scott were screaming at each other. Sky jumped in to stop them, but not before Lightning grabbed Scott and threw him into the air. On Scott's journey, the time turned from day to night, and he landed head first on his seat and collapsing on the ground. All the other campers were sitting on their stumps calmly, while Scott was out cold on the ground. A flashing light flickered on as the song ended reading: Total Drama Island
The camera was zoomed so far back, you could clearly see the entire island. Chris was standing on the dock, clearly having gotten the interns to fish him out of the water and fix the dock. "Welcome back to Total Drama Island," he said, the camera zooming in on him. "If you want to know how I got dry so quick and why the dock is fixed so fast, you may want to take an editing class."
The interns were on the other end of the Dock of Shame, clearly unhappy and attached to the ball and chain. Chris pushed them off the ledge and ran back to his spot. "Yeah!" He said. "Take that peasants!" he laughed to himself. Then after calming down, he resumed his speech. "Time to meet our first eleven campers!"
"We told them they'd be staying at a five star resort or something," he looked at Chef, who shrugged. "So if they seem a little T. that's probably why." The camera cut to the other end of the dock where a boat was docking, and probably dropping off a contestant.
"Wow!" The contestant said happily. She was wearing a red tank top, jeans and had red hair with a flower in it. "Chris! I'm your biggest fan!" she ran up to him. "It feels so good to meet you finally in person!"
Chris seemed stunned at the spontaneous attention. "Right. Thanks... Zoey, right?"
"Yes!" Zoey said, ecstatic. "The esteemed CHRIS MCLEAN knows my name! Amazing, right?!" She looked at Chris pleadingly, who seemed to still be stunned by the everything that was happening.
"Right," he said. "If you could stand over there?" He asked, pointing behind him.
Zoey nodded. "Oh yeah! Of course!"
"Note to self," Chris said under his breath. "Get a restraining order on Zoey. She might be crazy."
Zoey waved and smiled at the camera.
"Next camper!" Chris said, drawing attention back to himself. "Meet: Duncan!"
The camera panned over to another boat the dock, leaving a cross between a punk and a gangster. "You all really need to calm down," he claimed. "Too much energy is bad for your health."
"Really?!" Zoey exclaimed. "It's SO cool that you know that!"
Chris and Duncan stared at her in mixed disbelief and amusement. "Yeah," Duncan said, recovering from his stunning thanks to Zoey. "I'm like a walking encyclopedia... or something like that," he murmured that last part under his breath and went to join her.
"Might want to work on your comebacks!" Chris shouted at Duncan. "It could be... good for your health," he mocked.
Duncan narrowed his eyes at the host. "Drop dead McLean."
"Contestant number three!" Chris announced, pointing at the boat that was leaving. "DJ!"
DJ had certainly packed heavier that everyone else that had arrived thus far. He was holding two duffel bags that were bulging compared to Duncan's measly one. "Yo! Chris McLean!" he said, walking toward the host, who gave him a high five. He paused and looked around. "You sure you got the right place here? Where's the hot tub at?"
"You're looking at it dawg," Chris said, pointing at himself.
As DJ walked toward the other two campers, he muttered to himself: "Looked different on the brochure..."
Chef shrugged again. It was clear he had made the brochures.
"Mama's Boy," Duncan taunted.
"Delinquent," DJ fired back coolly.
"Mean nickname givers," Zoey rolled her eyes.
"Contestant number four!" Chris exclaimed. "It's B the silent!"
A big man stepped off his boat, holding a duffel bag full of tools. He began making signs with his hands, pointed at Chris.
"D-Does anyone know what he's saying?" Chris asked the three other campers.
Zoey snapped her fingers. "Oh! I do! I took some remedial sign language a couple of years back!" he looked at the signs B was making. "I'm... Not... Silent... I'm... Mute?" She asked.
"They mean the same thing!" Duncan said irritably.
"What's up Gwen?" Chris asked a goth girl, who had just stepped off her boat and was trying to manage her luggage. She looked around and then looked at Chris accusingly.
"You mean we are staying HERE?!" she demanded.
Zoey scanned B's sign language. "Define... We... I... Think... Chris... isn't... going... to... stay... here."
"You are absolutely right!" Chris said happily. "My cabin has AC and proper heating. Also, I got a hot tub. And your hot tub is... well..." he paused and pointed at the lake, where a seagull was paralyzed and floated back out to sea when the tide came in.
Gwen looked angry. "You CANNOT be serious. Is he?" she asked Duncan.
"Yeah," Duncan shrugged, "I mean, you signed the application form so..."
Chris pointed at the next boat that was arriving. "Next person to arrive... Arthur!"
Arthur was wearing a dress shirt with a sweater along with jeans. "Isn't this just a really cruddy summer camp, not a five star resort?"
"Yes!" Chris exclaimed. "Finally, someone got it!"
"Hey!" DJ said. "I got it first!"
Arthur shrugged. "I'll settle for second."
"Beth!" Chris announced. Beth was getting her luggage together, but when she heard her name get called, she got up and ran toward Chris nearly knocking him over with a hug.
"It is SO incredulus to meet you!" Beth exclaimed. She wore pink jeans, and a blue shirt, covered with what appeared to be a Girl Scout vest, which had several pins on it. She looked up at him. "Wow..." she said, breath taken. "You look a LOT shorter in real life. Like... A LOT!"
Chris paused and looked at her slowly. "Um... thanks...?" He said to her. Beth nodded happily and took her place among the other campers. Arthur nodded a hello, while Zoey shook her hand. Gwen and Duncan rolled their eyes. While his back was turned, he heard very deep breathing and turned around to see a nerd, wearing a blue shirts, jeans and sneakers.
"Woah!" Chris jumped back. "Oh.. um... hi Harold. How are you?"
Harold completely disregarded his question and looked around the camp. "So... you mean to tell me that we are staying at a crappy summer camp, and not spending our time, rotting away at a resort?"
Chris nodded.
"Aw..." Harold sighed and walked toward the contestants.
Duncan cracked his knuckles as if to attack Harold, who was unsuspecting of a crime, but Arthur made Duncan put his fists down. B and Gwen shared an eye roll.
"Ladies and gentleman... Tyler!" Chris introduced a person who was jet skiing behind his boat.
"Y-o-o-o-o-o-o-o C-h-h-h-h-r-r-r-r-r-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-s-s-s-s-s-s!" Tyler yelled, trying to make himself heard over the boat. The boat stopped abruptly, causing him to fly through the air, landing head first into Arthur, and both of them were sent flying into the water.
Arthur floated back up to the surface by inflating his shirt, and Tyler floated back up right after him. "What on Earth compelled you to do that?" Arthur asked.
Tyler opened his mouth, but Arthur blocked his lips. "Just be quiet."
"Wicked wipeout dude," a geek stepped off the boat. He was huge and wore a large sweater with a lot of hair on his head.
"Hello Sam!" Chris said to the geek, who laughed and gave him a high five.
Gwen rolled her eyes, while Duncan looked at Sam and Harold excitedly and said: "Fresh meat at last!"
"Oh shut up," Zoey said. "That's mean!"
B narrowed his eyes and started making signs.
Zoey narrowed her eyes. "That isn't very nice at all. And also, you need to learn to not curse at every given moment."
"And our final contestant on the first eleven campers!" Chris announced. "Meet Lauren!"
Lauren was tall, thin, and had long brown hair. "Good day to you Chris."
Chris offered her his hand, which she took gracefully.
"Not too shabby," Tyler whispered to Duncan, who agreed quietly.
Harold walked over to Duncan and Tyler while they were having a conversation. "I agree with you guys, she's pretty cute."
Duncan and Tyler raised an eyebrow at him.
"What?" Harold asked.
Lauren laughed at Chris. "Thank you for calling me by my real name, but please, call me Addie in the meantime."
Tyler looked up eagerly. "Is this our team?"
"I hope so!" Sam said eagerly. "I may not be the most athletic, but Duncan and Addie are probably strong enough to support the team's brains!"
Duncan and Addie snorted at the same time. "THEM? Yeah right."
"No way," Chris said. "But, it IS time for a commercial break!"
B rolled his eyes, and Zoey translated for him: "I can't believe that we are doing this now"
-Commercial Break-
"Welcome back!" Chris announced. "We introduced the first eleven campers, and now, we introduce camper number twelve: Shawn!"
Instead of a person, a giant sack flew out of the boat with a backpack following soon after.
Sam jumped and ran over to the sack and opened it. "Come on guys! He could be suffocating in there."
Addie and Duncan shrugged and then glared at each other.
"You know, he may be right," Arthur said. "But it really kinda depends on who is in there."
"AHH!" Shawn yelled. "Zombie boat! Zombie kidnappers! Zombie show! Wait... where are they?"
Sam crossed his arms. "It's the reality show that you signed up for."
"I've heard that one before," Shawn said. "Zombies always say that I've signed up for a reality show and then eat me alive!"
"Nope!" Arthur narrowed his eyes. "Should of left him in the bag."
"And contestant number thirteen: Owen!" Chris announced.
YES!" Owen was large and not-so in charge. He wore a maple leaf on his shirt, and the dock was clearly crumbling.
B was signing something. Zoey was looking at what he was signing.
"Is that sign 'fat', 'dumb', or both?" Zoey asked the silent treatment.
B shrugged. And Zoey nodded.
"He meant both," she clarified.
Addie paused. "How exactly do you understand him?"
"Well, it's quite simple actually-" Zoey was cut off by Owen ran past her.
"YES!" He exclaimed. "CHRIS MCLEAN! Good to meet you dude!" He hugged Chris, and it appeared to be crushing Chris's bones.
"Please... let... go..." Chris wheezed. "Dying..."
"Oh..." Owen paused and let the host go.
Chris dusted himself off and began to talk. "Next contestant is Lightning!"
"Sha BAM!" Lightning leaped into the frame. He was the splitting image of an athlete; football jersey included.
"Sha bam?" Sam asked. "What is that, your catch phrase? Ha ha.." he grinned. "What are you? Sheldon?"
"Bazinga!" Sam and Harold said together and then high-fived.
Duncan raised an eyebrow, along with Gwen and Addie, and all three of them looked at each other. "Stop doing that!" Duncan and Addie growled at the same time.
Lightning narrowed his eyes at the group of nerds.
"Can you please let it go?" Arthur asked, and got in the way of the battle between the nerd David and the jock Goliath.
Chris cut off the argument. "Next contestant is Sky!"
Sky leapt off the boat and landed on the dock. She was very clearly a gymnast. "What's up guys?"
"Yeah," Duncan rolled his eyes. "A real WHALE of a time."
The entire group turned their eyes on him, and you could hear crickets chirping.
"Har har," Tyler rolled his eyes. "Where was the punch line?"
"Eh, screw you," Duncan rolled his eyes.
Sky walked over to the contestants, as a dirt farmer walked off the boat.
"What's up Scott?" Chris asked.
Scott narrowed his eyes. "Good job on the FIVE STAR resort CHRIS," he said accusingly.
"Didn't you catch the drift?" Addie grumbled. "But what to we know?"
Beth paused. "We all caught the drift didn't we?"
"Some better than others," Zoey translated from B.
Scott crossed his arms unenthusiastically. "Right."
"Justin..." Chris said, and a handsome male teenager stepped off the boat. All the girls fell over drooling at the sight of him... including Owen.
Arthur paused, looking at Owen's state.
"Don't even try to explain it," Tyler said. "It's a PG rated show."
"Fair point," Duncan agreed.
"Look!" Chris announced. "It's Noah!"
Noah walked forward onto the dock. "Hello," he said unhappily. "Unfortunately I was forced to sign up for this show, which takes a lot of pressure to deal with currently."
"Great," Duncan said. "The hopeless nerdling. This is gonna be good."
Noah rolled his eyes. "Nice piercings original."
"Even I know not to do that," Harold rolled his eyes.
Chris announced: "Hey look who's coming! Trent!"
The guitarist approached the camp on his boats. "Hey guys! How's it going?"
"Pretty OK actually," Justin said. "Other than.. them..." He pointed to the girls currently staring at him.
Trent walked past him. "Hey, they are yours for the taking dude."
"Thanks man," Justin said. "I'll keep that in mind later."
"One of our last four contestants: meet Jasmine!" Chris said. A tall muscular woman stepped (more accurately jumped) off of the boat.
Jasmine walked past the campers, and even surpassed Owen and Justin in sheer height and size. "What's up guys?"
"Not much," Scott said irritably. "Other than being lied to."
Jasmine paused. "Yeah, I can see how that could be infuriatin'." She said. "So, what's the bucket of worms?"
"I'm sorry?" Tyler asked. "Worms?"
"You know.. the dirt," Jasmine explained. "Who lied to who? And more importantly: What was the lie?"
Chris rolled his eyes. "Uncivilized... next contestant is Cameron!"
Cameron stepped, actually rolled across the dock. He was in a giant inflated bubble and that seemed to be his only shield. "Hi Chris," his voice was inflated.
"Hey there!" Jasmine said to the bubble boy.
"AUGH!" Cameron yelled, jumping back and wound up rolling into the water.
Chris rolled his eyes. "Can someone get him out of the water?"
Everyone looked at Tyler, who sighed and agreed to go and get the poor nerd from the water.
"Everyone meet: Bob!" Chris announced, as Tyler had heaved Cameron out of the lake.
Tyler strained his muscles. "Dang what's in that thing?"
"Well..." Cameron thought for a moment. "There's me... and my stuff and survival kit," he pulled out a small pack from his pocket.
Bob was too busy working on a Rubik's Cube to notice the other contestants.
"Hey, you know I can solve one of those in three seconds, tops," Harold claimed, and took the Cube, solving it quickly.
Bob was awestruck. "Wow! You'll have to tell me how you did it!" He exclaimed.
"And our final contestant!" Chris exclaimed, pointing to the final boat. "Sierra!"
"Oh my gosh!" Sierra looked around wide-eyed. "Chris! It's such an honor to meet you! I'm a big fan of your work! All of it! Even that stuff you did-" Chris covered her mouth. She made an angry expression and then Chris jumped and moved his hand away.
"D...Did you just bite me?!" Chris exclaimed. "I'm going to have to get tested for rabies now!"
Addie rolled her eyes. "I'm sure Sierra isn't RABID."
"Sure sure?" Gwen asked. "Like willing to bet money?"
Addie paused. "Well... not quite THAT sure."
"Alright guys," Chris said. "We need a group photo for the promos. Also, we need to take it before I get cholera or something."
Noah narrowed his eyes. "You idiot," he accused. "Cholera is water-based. It couldn't have..." he looked from Sierra, who Zoey had commanded to sit for a Scooby-Doo snack, and Chris, who's hand seemed to be growing. "Well, what do I know?" He asked, and gave up.
"Alright," Chris said. "Everyone to this end of the dock. And... one! Two! Three-" the dock gave way once more, except for Sky and Chris who had managed to leap away before it happened.
"Hey!" Cameron said happily. "I'm not wet! I'm saved!" He exclaimed.
Duncan was attempting to stay afloat. "You'll be lucky if I don't send you out into the wilderness," he growled.
"Lightning quick reflexes," Sky taunted.
Lightning looked up. "Someone say my name?"
"Alright guys," Chris said. "Dry off and meet at the campfire pit in ten!"
"How are we supposed to dry?!" Addie demanded.
Sky looked at them. "Poor you!" She taunted and leapt away.
"This is Camp Wawanakwa!" Chris introduced the island once more. "Your home for the next eight weeks; although it isn't much of a home."
Got that right," Noah complained.
"The campers sitting around you will be your cabin mates, your competition, and maybe even your friends," Chris explained.
Duncan smiled evilly at Harold and Sam. "Yeah! We'll be BEST PALS, isn't that right?"
"Oi!" Jasmine called, and stepped between the two quarreling groups. "I may not have any quarrel with you Duncan, but they can't defend themselves. Don't pick on 'em, alright?"
"Hey!" Sam turned a bright shade of red. "For your information I took a class of self defense at my middle school! And I learned to box on my Wii!"
"Yeah, so did I!" Harold said. "Although, that self defense class was the only one I ever failed..."
Chris plowed onwards. "The camper that manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest, without getting the ol' heave ho, will win one heck of a lot of cash!"
"How much is it?" Gwen asked eagerly. The other campers also nodded curiously.
"Roughly $100,000," Chris said, holding up a briefcase.
The cast cheered at the sight of it, and you could hear everyone's greed sense turning on.
"Before taxes," Chris also said.
The cast let out a great sigh of disappointment.
"What will the sleeping arrangements be?" Cameron asked. "Not that it matters to me... I mean.." he laughed.
Chris looked greatly unpleased. "Girls get one side of the cabin, and guys get the other."
"This cannot be happening," Gwen grumbled.
Owen leaned in, grabbing Duncan and Gwen. "C'mon guys! It's just a giant sleepover.
"Yeah..." Duncan rolled his eyes. "A giant bi-sexual sleepover..."
"Alright! It's time to the split you guys up into teams!" Chris exclaimed. "If I call your name, stand over there," he pointed to the left side of the fire pit. "Sam, Gwen, Trent, Duncan, Tyler, Beth, Cameron, Zoey, Arthur, Scott, and Noah."
The eleven campers moved toward the left side. Chris threw a sheet of paper at them, but it just bounced off of Cameron's bubble.
"Rude!" Cameron said.
"You''ll be the Screaming Gophers!"
"The rest of you!" Chris explained. "Jasmine, Beth, Harold, Lightning, Bob, Owen, B, Addie, DJ, Sky, and Dave! You'll be the Killer Bass!"
"You and your team will be on camera in ALL public areas of the competition!" Chris said
"You'll also be able to share your innermost thoughts and feelings in our confession can!" Chris exclaimed.
"Yeah." Gwen said. "My team sucks. And CAMERON? Talk about deadweight."
"I'm REALLY not looking forward to this," Noah moaned. "Not that I have a choice."
"Let's find your cabins!" Chris said, leading the teams away from the campsite. "Gophers, you are in the east cabin, Bass in the west."
"Oh boy bunk beds!" Beth exclaimed, jumping on one as quickly as possible. "Awesome!"
"Mind if I bunk with you?" Jasmine asked Beth.
"No, not at all," Beth said happily. "You want the top or bottom bunk?"
"Which ever one you don't want," Jasmine said.
"Great," Addie growled. "Now the tough one is covering the nerdling's behind. Now I;ve got my first two targets."
Arthur claimed a bunk, and Noah claimed one on top of his. "So, what's your deal?" Noah asked Arthur.
"Well, I like planning," Arthur said. "For me, nothing is as satisfying as a plan gone the way you wanted it to."
"I dig that," Justin said. "I can understand why you would want your plan to go as... planned."
"Where are the outlets?" Sam asked. "I need to plug in my DS and.." Chris snatched the DS from him. "Hey!" He groped for the DS. "I just want to beat level 4-5!"
"No electronics required," Chris said stubbornly. "But if you REALLY needed one, there are some in the communal bathrooms."
"Really?" Addie raised an eyebrow. "We SHARE a bathroom?"
"Only with the same gender," Chris shrugged.
Sierra was leaning against the wall a couple of feet away. "Aren't there any chaperones here?"
"Not a one," Chris replied. "You can do whatever you people want. You've got an hour to unpack and meet me back at the main lodge... starting: NOW!"
"Listen up!" Chef appeared to be on a rampage. "I serve it three times a day; you eat it three times a day! Grab your tray, get your food, and sit your butts down NOW!"
"Excuse me," Bob asked. "Will we be getting a good source of protein? I really need it."
Chef just looked at him.
"Right," Bob said and walked away.
"Take a chill pill," Noah groaned.
"What?!" Chef exclaimed. "I didn't hear you!"
"I didn't say anything important," Noah explained. "I'll just take my food then, and uh... go?"
Chef narrowed his eyes and casually knocked Noah's food.
"Right," Noah said and walked away.
"It's probably for the best that I starve and not eat the food," Noah claimed. "Food poisoning is probably a worse death than starvation, although it would be impossible for me to find out."
Sierra and Gwen were both getting their plates at the same time. Chef halfheartedly scooped some... stuff(?) onto Sierra's plate.
"Ooh!" Sierra exclaimed and grabbed the food and ate it without a second to spare.
Gwen looked at her tray. "I hate to be predictable, but I think mine just moved."
Chef grabbed a sledgehammer and began to beat her tray.
"You going to eat that?" Sierra asked curiously.
Gwen pushed the plate toward Sierra.
"Alright kiddies," Chris said happily it's time for your first challenge.
"But I haven't finished breakfast!" Sierra whined. She appeared to have everyone's tray.
Chris shrugged. "All those READY to go will follow me now."
Everyone except for Sierra got up and began to walk away.
"I wonder what the first challenge is going to be." Arthur said nervously.
"Oh relax," DJ said. "It's our first challenge. How hard could it be?"
The camera cut to video of them on a incredibly tall mountain overlooking water below it.
"Oh ****" DJ cried.
End Episode
I really hope you guys enjoyed it. It was a lot of fun to make and only took me three hours. Here's your question of the chapter.
Who do you want to be eliminated first?
Let me know by reviewing (PMs work too) this chapter. Also, just tell me what went wrong and what went right. Since I'm still a relatively new writer, I'd really appreciate some feedback.
Expect the next one next monday :)
-Pika