Author's Note: It's a new series, omg! This is Total Drama Switcheroni, taking place in the same universe as Switcheroo (which is technically the same universe as all my other fics, but follows its own trend). Hope you like it, let me know what you think as it will help me figure out what I want to work on.
Cameras soared from above looking down at a raging lake, before zooming in on a chain of wild islands. The scene moved around the wildness, showing extreme plants growing in all directions. Animals could be seen scurrying in and out of the vegetation…some small and harmless…others not so much. At last, the camera settled on a cabin on a hilltop.
Inside the cabin sat a short balding man, worriedly looking over some papers at a desk. He wore a plaid suit and a pair of square glasses. Seeing the camera, he looked up nervously.
"Oh uh…dear me," he stuttered uncertainly. "This…this isn't how I planned to start the season at all…"
He continued to fumble with his paper awkwardly, trying to find something to say.
"I…well um…yes…hello there," he began. "My name is uh…Montgomery Mint…and I am the producer…of this show that er…I'm sure you are expecting to begin…which I suppose is er…where our issue lies…"
He got up and began to pace the floor.
"You see…well, it is…" he stammered. "You're probably expecting Chris McClean, yes? He's usually the man who hosts this show but…well…I'm afraid he's…quite simply, nowhere to be found."
Mr. Mint gave a helpless look around the room as if Chris would suddenly come out from some hiding spot. He didn't.
"I…I don't really know what we're going to do," the producer continued to stammer. "We…can't very well have a season without a host…"
"Did someone say you need a host!?" a woman exclaimed as she burst through the door.
The woman had golden blonde hair, blue eyes and wore a formal red dress. She entered the room with an air of confidence.
"Well, here I am!" she presented herself proudly. "Blaineley Stacy Andrews O'Halloran!"
"Oh…Miss O'Halloran…what a…very convenient surprise," Mr. Mint exclaimed. "You see…we're in a bit of a crisis here…Mr. McClean is nowhere to be found—"
"Oh, Chrissy?" Blaineley laughed. "Didn't he tell you? He had a very important meeting to get to with the network's division in Alaska."
"Oh, I see," Mr. Mint said, sitting down again. "Wait…we don't have a division in Alaska."
"We don't?" Blaineley gasped in feigned horror. "Not to worry, I'm sure he'll be on his way right back. That is…unless somewhere were to have accidentally arranged for his flight to be a one way trip."
"Oh my, oh mercy me, that doesn't sound good at all," Mr. Mint said clutching at his head.
"But! Today's your lucky day!" Blaineley exclaimed as she leaned over the desk. "Because I just happen to have a little spare time on my hands, and I would just love to get the chance to host this show again…last time it almost got me a Gemmie and you know what they say…second time's the charm!"
"Actually I believe it's…um, nevermind," Mr. Mint said. "The important thing is you're here, and this season can go on as planned!"
"Exactly," Blaineley said as she headed for the door. "And I'll make it ten times more dramatic than McClean ever could!"
"Good, good," Mr. Mint said. "Oh…and take Mr. Hatchet with you. Or focus groups tended to speak favorably of the chemistry the two of you had last season."
Blaineley froze and her tracks and her eye twitched.
"Yes…of course…how could I forget him?" Blaineley said between clenched teeth.
"Splendid!" Mr. Mint exclaimed, oblivious to her frustration. "This season could very well be one of the best yet!"
The camera zoomed out again, once more showing the savage island. It circles around as time passes before closing in on a valley in the midst of the jungle. Blaineley stood in the middle with a large man in a chef's hat and apron, and yellow shirt underneath.
"Alright, Cheffy, let's just make sure we understand each other," Blaineley hissed. "This is MY season this time. I want the cameras on me! Got it!?"
"No way," Chef argued. "I've been doing this for years now, I ain't gonna play servant to some hotshot who just flew in out of nowhere!"
"This hotshot is on the verge of winning a Gemmie!" Blaineley snapped. "Something I'm sure you'd know nothing about. Let's just leave the showbiz to the stars, hm? You don't see me complaining about your…Chef skills."
"What you talking about? Last time we were together you couldn't shut my mouth about my cooking!" Chef barked.
"Well, it must have been pretty awful then," Blaineley remarked.
"This is not going to work," Chef sighed under his breath.
"Now shut up!" Blaineley snapped. "The contestants are arriving!"
Two groups of ten emerged from either side of the forest. They all shared wide-eyed looks as they wandered through the wild land, only to come to face this opening where Blaineley and Chef were waiting.
"These two teams have been given directions to find us," Blaineley explained. "And they've been given the chance to form some first impressions on their teammates…let's have a look at what some of them had to say…"
Confessional:
A boy with smooth blonde hair, square glasses, a blue shirt, and green pants was shown facing the camera alone.
"Already, I've been taking a good look at these people," the boy explained with self-assuredness. "I need to know, who will be my assets, and who will be my obstacles. There are those that keep their heads down…shy, uncertain of themselves, doubting their skills…people like this I need on my side. Then there are those just filled to the brim with confidence, challenging anyone who dares to look at them…anyone like this will be a threat to my power, I can tell you this right now, and I will be making a quick effort to be rid of them."
Static filled the screen and when it returned, it showed a thin girl in a light pink dress and with fair blonde hair done up in a tight bun.
"I see all these people, just awestruck to be here, talking about how exciting this experience will be," she described. "And I laugh at them. I didn't come here for any of that, I came here to win the million dollars and that's exactly what I plan to do. Anyone who's not playing the game from day one will simply be making it that much easier for those of us who do.
The camera panned over to indicate switching to the other group. Now it showed a boy with brown hair that lightly curled around the ends. He was wearing no shirt, only an orange vest and red shorts over his tanned body.
"I spent a lot of my time volunteering as a camp counsellor," he explained. "I get to meet a lot of different people and part of being good at the job means that you can handle all sorts of different types. I feel like that's going to carry a lot of meaning in this game, I looked around and I saw people of all different sorts. I can tell this will be an amazing game already."
The camera went to static again before showing a in a pink polka dotted dress over a white shirt. She wore a pink headband in her incredibly long flowing blonde hair.
"I am so, so, so excited to meet all these people!" she exclaimed. "I saw this girl wearing a blindfold and she's going to be my best friend! Oh…and I saw this girl who looked like a cheerleader and she's going to be my best friend! Oooh, ooh…and then there was this girl who had purple streaks going through her hair…guess what? SHE'S going to be my best friend too!"
The girl squealed with delight at the prospect.
The camera returned to the main scene. Both teams of ten had arrived at the center of the field by now and were facing off with each other. Blaineley and Chef stood between them.
"Welcome," Chef said. "This is….Total…Drama…Switcheroni!"
The cast gave a round of applause excitedly.
"That's right!" Blaineley said, directing the camera to focus on her. "Last season, Total Drama Swithceroo, was a huge success full of craziness and drama! Teams could never be counted on to be the same. We had a glittery fairy girl, a dedicated cosplayer, an amateur inventor…and in the end, it was the confused boy who ended up finding himself out here…Chance…who won it all!"
"But we've got a new season in store for you," Chef said. "And it's going to top all of your wildest expectations!"
"First off, how about some introductions?" Blaineley said. "I'm sure you all know who I am! But you may now take this time to introduce yourselves to each other."
Blaineley directed her hand to the team on her left. A few of them looked around at each other uncertainly. Eventually a slightly heavy girl stepped forward. She had curly crimson hair and watery green eyes. She wore a purple hoodie and beige cargo pants.
"Well…I suppose I could go first…" she said as she stepped forward. "My—"
Suddenly she was pushed aside by an Asian girl with turquoise streaks through her hair. She wore matching black clothes covered with pink markings. Her top was cut so as to reveal her midriff.
"No one cares about you," she scoffed spitefully. "My name is Hilary and I am the worst person you will ever meet!"
"Well um…it's nice to meet you, Hilary," the first girl said, "but it just so happens that I was talking first—"
"I said no one cares!" Hilary spat. "And do you know why? It's because you're fat! And…that makes you terrible!"
"Oh…well…" the other girl tried to say.
"And….and…get this! You're a ginger…so you have no soul!" Hilary continued to laugh. "You should kill yourself! Hahaha! Ha! Hahaha! Kill yourself…that's good…"
"Um…okay then…well none of that is true," the girl said awkwardly. "My name is Cerise…and um…it's very nice to meet all of you."
"Cerise…you suck…just saying," Hilary replied.
"You're entitled to your opinion," Cerise shrugged.
"Well my opinion is that you should kill yourself," Hilary added.
"Yes, you established that already," Cerise said.
"Did I? Well, only because it's so true," Hilary said.
"How about someone from the other side now?" Chef asked.
The girl in a pink dress instantly stepped forward.
"Hiiiiiiiiii!" she exclaimed in a sing-songy voice while waving her hand back and forth. "I'm Skye! Not like the Sky from Pahkitew Island because there's an E on my name! I think you're all amazing people and I can't wait to be best friends with each and every one of you!"
"Hey, hey Skye!" Hilary called across. "I've got news for you…you suck!"
"Funny story, I actually don't!" Skye exclaimed cheerfully.
"Well, if they're revealing two, then we might as well balance this out," said a girl with chocolate hair streaked with purple.
She wore a purple shirt marked with pink diamonds and a matching purple skirt.
"My name is Jacquie," she declared. "I think we're going to get along just—"
"Hey, Jacquie!" Hilary shouted. "You have a boy's name! Did your parents mistake you for a boy when you were born!? Also you suck!"
"Um yeah, can we have an agreement here?" Jacquie said. "All in favor of voting out Hilary first no matter what team she's on?"
"Aye!" said everyone in the cast.
"Well, then, this is going well," Blaineley said eagerly. "Who next?"
Over on the original team, a small boy with very curly brown hair and freckles was nervously examining another teammate. The small boy wore blue coveralls over a green shirt. The object of his observations was a pale boy with very long black hair that swayed down to his waist. He also had a long braid that hung over his front. He wore all black and was covered in metal chains and piercings.
"Uh…is something wrong?" the boy asked.
"I wasn't looking!" The smaller boy cried. "I swear, I wasn't looking at you! Please don't hurt me, please, oh please, I'm sorry, it was an accident, okay!?"
"I'm not going to hurt you," the other boy said in confusion. "Look, my name's Reuvan and—"
"I said I was sorry!" the smaller boy cried. "Can't you just let it go!?"
"What? I'm not even—" Reuvan tried to say.
"Hey, jerkass!" another boy barked as he intervened. "Lay off and quit bullying this poor kid!"
"I'm not bullying anyone!" Reuvan snapped.
"Not with me around!" the other boy declared.
This boy had messy golden hair with a white headband. He wore a crimson sweater with grey stripes and olive pants.
"My name is Sebastian, and as long as I'm here, I won't have any bullying on my team!" he declared while puffing out his chest.
"I am going to bully you so hard," Hilary remarked.
"Now, no one needs to resort to bullying," Cerise said. "We can handle this situation like the mature adults we are."
"There is no situation!" Reuvan shouted in exasperation. "I haven't done anything, this guy just freaked out for absolutely no reason."
"Now, Reuvan, maybe you're used to getting what you want back home," Cerise chided. "But yelling like that isn't going to accomplish anything."
"Oh please," Hilary scoffed. "This guy's no bully."
"Thank you!" Reuvan exclaimed. "Somebody gets it."
"He's too much of a pussy obviously," Hilary finished.
"You know what…I'll take it," Reuvan shrugged.
Sebastian was comforting the smaller boy by now who was cowering in terror.
"Hey, it's alright, no one's going to torment you anymore," Sebastian said. "What's your name, Kiddo?"
"Th-th-theodore," the boy stuttered.
"And we're taking it back to the other side!" Chef exclaimed as he pointed over at the other team.
A boy with silver hair stepped forward. He wore a white and blue checkered hoodie and torn up jeans. He flashed a brilliant mischievous grin.
"My name is Rudy," he said with a light chuckle. "We are going to have so much fun together."
"Yaaaaaaaaay!" Skye chorused before hugging Rudy. "I can hardly wait!"
"Neither can I," Rudy said lightly before giving another giggle.
"Yaaaaaaay!" Skye chanted again loudly.
"Ow! Do you have to do that in my ear?" Rudy asked.
"Whose ear would you like me to do it in?" Skye asked.
"Anyone but mine," Rudy said as he pushed her aside.
The camp counsellor stepped up next and introduced himself.
"My name is Caleb, everyone," he announced. "I've actually had some experience as a camp counsellor, and I can't wait to put some of those skills into action."
"Well, it looks like I know which team hit the jackpot," Jacquie remarked while eying Caleb.
"Oh please, your boy scout skills aren't going to save you out here!" Hilary spat. "PS, you suck!"
"Gotta agree with her on that," a large blonde boy said as he stepped forward and shoved Caleb aside.
He wore a sky blue jersey with a number one on it over a white shirt and gold shorts. He flexed his muscles cockily to the rest of his team.
"I'm the muscle of this team, and I'm the one who's going to be winning us challenges!" he announced. "Name's Allen."
"Next up, who wants to go from the other side?" Blaineley called.
"Oooh, me, me, mememememme!" a small Asian girl exclaimed as she eagerly stepped forward.
She wore an aviator's helmet over her black hair. She had a brown coat that was unbuttoned over an orange skirt.
"I'm so excited, I'm so, so, so very excited!" she exclaimed while trembling with joy. "I'm so excited I can't even—"
She froze in silence before fainting. Cerise managed to come up from behind and catch her.
"Oh my, oh my, darling, are you okay?" Cerise said as she fanned her face.
"I hope she ISN'T okay!" Hilary laughed. "Because then she'd be dead…and that would be funny…because people being dead is funny!"
"Hahaahahaha!" the girl laughed as she revived. "-so excited that I can't even breathe!"
"Oh well…do try to breathe, darling," Cerise said. "It's needed for…living."
"I bet you could hold your breath for hours," Hilary challenged.
"Me too!" the girl exclaimed before inhaling and holding her mouth shut.
Cerise looked around uncertainly for someone to help her. Fortunately, the girl seemed to get bored with her task.
"Hi, I'm Noriko!" she exclaimed.
Chef didn't even bother saying anything, he just pointed over at the other team.
"Pardon me, perhaps I may go next," said a girl as she stepped forward.
This girl had incredibly long, messy, curly auburn hair. She wore a flower in it, and a purple and blue dress. Most notable about her, though, was the blindfold that covered her eyes.
"My name is Orchid, it's such a delight to be here," she said.
"Uh…Orchid…are you um…well this is awkward…but are you blind?" Caleb asked.
"Why, yes I am," Orchid declared. "Astute observation, Caleb."
"Well, I guess we needed something to balance out the physical threats we got," Jacquie mumbled under her breath.
"Oh, you have no reason to fear, Jacquie," Orchid said, approaching the girl.
"How did you he—I wasn't talking to you," Jacquie said.
"My lack of sight will not impede me," Orchid reassured. "I've been like this since birth. It is not a curse, it is simply a different way of viewing the world."
"Hey, Orchid!" Hilary shouted.
"Here we go again," Jacquie groaned.
"I hope that you bump into a tree!" Hilary called. "Because you're blind…and can't see…so you wouldn't see the trees…and you would bump into one…and it would hurt….because you suck!"
"You know, Hilary, you will not find the gratification that you so desperately seek simply by trying to demeen others," Orchid replied gently.
"Gratification? Ha…haha…ha…what are you…what is she talking about?" Hilary laughed awkwardly. "Did you just…you just made that up to sound mystical, didn't you? Sorry, not falling for it!"
"It's too late, Hilary, you've already fallen for your own delusions," Orchid replied.
"What!? That doesn't even make sense," Hilary scoffed.
Blaineley then directed the scene towards the other team.
"My name's….Loren!" a boy exclaimed as he tossed a handful of glitter in the air.
This Asian boy had messy black hair that was streaked with gold glitter. His shirt and shorts were a rainbow, covered in sparkles. Even his face was painted with a star of his eye.
"I just love glitter!" he exclaimed.
"Ah!" a girl gasped in sheer horror. "Aagh! Do you see what you have done?!"
This was a dark-skinned girl with smooth black hair rolling down her back. She wore a pink blazer and dark grey pants. She did not look happy at all.
"Do you have any idea how much this jacket cost me?!" she snapped. "More than you'll ever even make in a lifetime probably! And now you've got glitter on it!"
"I made it better!" Loren said with a smile.
"Better? Better!?" the girl growled. "You stay away from me, you hear!?"
"Um…can I just ask something here?" Reuvan said as he raised his hand. "If you're so worried about that jacket…why did you bring it…don't you think it might get muddy or—"
"Well, excuse me! I'm sorry I'm not a freaking goth who has nothing but black in my wardrobe!" the girl spat. "I've got a news flash for you, but not everyone has to convert to your crazy religion!"
"It's not a—I'm not trying to convert anyone," Reuvan said as he held his head. "All I was saying is—"
"I'm done talking to you," the girl scoffed.
"Can we at least get a name so we can move this along?" Reuvan asked.
"My name is Sharidan," the girl declared. "Remember it well."
"Good, good," Chef said. "Back to you guys!"
A girl with black hair in a ponytail stepped forward. She had a gold sleeveless top with a red star on it and matching red skirt.
"My name is—" she began to say before looking down at a girl on the ground.
This girl had burgundy hair tied up in a small ponytail. She was wearing a blue tanktop and khaki pants. She was currently on the ground, stretching her legs out in opposite direction.
"Uh…what are you doing?" the cheerleader asked.
"Why a little bit of yoga," the other girl replied. "It's quite good for you…care to come down in join me."
"Um maybe you haven't noticed but…We're in the middle of a very big televised competition!" the cheerleader shouted. "Why the hell are you doing yoga at a time like this!?"
"Hm…I suppose that's a good question," the girl said before carrying on.
"Hey, pay attention to me when I'm—" the cheerleader continued to rant, only to realize she was getting several odd looks. "Ahem…my name is Irene…it's such a…pleasure to meet all of you."
She received an awkward glance from Allen.
"Well!? What's the matter with you!?" Irene snapped. "Didn't believe me, huh!? Is that it!?"
"You're not exactly selling your point," Allen replied.
"I—am walking away now," Irene said while turning her back on Allen.
"I suppose I ought to do a bit of introductions as well," the girl on the ground said as she stood up. "The name's Jodi. If anyone ever wants to try out some yoga with me…you can bet I'll be willing any time of the day."
The camera turned back to the other team. The girl with the pink dressed stepped forward.
"Greetings, dearies, it's Lynne" she said with a dainty wave. "The pleasure is all mine."
Hilary opened her mouth, but Lynne held finger to it.
"Let me guess, I suck?" Lynne said coyly. "Do work on your material, dear."
And the camera returned to the team on the right. Everyone looked around for someone who hadn't gone yet. Eventually a petit boy with bright orange hair stepped forward. He wore a green toque, lime shirt, and khaki pants.
"Oh uh…is it my turn now?" he said timidly while rubbing the back of his head. "Uh yeah…okay…um…hi…I'm Neil…uh…h-hi?"
"Boooooooooooo!" Hilary called from the other side.
"S-sorry," Neil said as he backed up.
"And now for the final member of this side," Blaineley said as she pointed over to the left.
The blonde boy with the glasses stepped forward.
"Strike," he declared matter-of-factly. "Stick with me and you might have a chance at winning."
"Somebody's cocky," Jacquie remarked under her breath.
"And our final contestant to be introduced!" Chef said as he pointed to the other side.
Everyone looked around but couldn't find anyone who hadn't been yet introduced.
"Maybe he's dead!" Hilary exclaimed. "I hope that he is!"
"Oh, there he is!" Caleb exclaimed as he pointed to a boy who was standing away from the group. "Don't be shy, come on over here and introduce yourself!"
"Hm?" the boy said, realizing he was being spoken to.
This boy had wavy red hair and square glasses. He wore a red shirt and khaki pants.
"Oh…" he grunted with extreme dissatisfaction. "I hope you weren't expecting me to be paying attention…I've already forgotten all of your horrible names…not that I would care to remember them anyways."
"Uh…we just want to know your name," Caleb said.
"I don't have to talk to you," the boy scoffed. "And wear is your shirt? Think you don't need it when you're out on a deserted island? Really, some of these people I don't understand how you even eat breakfast without choking on the spoon."
"That happened once!" Noriko exclaimed.
"My point exactly," the boy said.
"Well…his name is Roy," Blaineley said. "Just in case you ever need to vote him off."
"Hmph, I'd like to see you try," the boy scoffed
"Alright, now before we move on," Blaineley said, "perhaps you'd like to find a little private space and give us a confessional on your thoughts."
Confessional:
Cerise-Oh my…what a colourful group of people. I like things to be…a certain way. I'm used to having structure and rules…and I get the feeling that might not quite fit the style some of these people are used to. But oh well, I'll just have to make my voice heard.
Hilary-Please, everyone loves a drama-starter. And I'm just getting started. Once I get going, this show is going to be Hilary 24/7.
Skye-I just know everyone is going to love me! They'll probably love my sweet personality and my fun-loving attitude and my optimistic outlook and my cute little dress! In fact, what's not to like!? I'm going to be the most popular girl here and it'll be great!
Jacquie-So, here's the deal, I'm trying to figure out which of these suckers is the season villain. I know you cast one in here, I just need to find out who, and we can cause such glorious chaos together. I'll tell you one thing…it's not that Hilary chick, she's faker than Blaineley's hair colour.
Reuvan-Ugh, I am so sick of this happening to me. People take one look at me and assume I must be some dangerous thug. And out here it's already even worse than back home. I don't know how I thought this was a good idea.
Sebastian-Every season has their heroes…and I intend to be this one's! I'm not talking about being a nice guy…I'm talking about being heroic! I will protect those who cannot protect themselves, I will take on the bullies of this season, I will lead my team to victory!
Theodore-Oh d-dear…I'm so s-scared already…this will not end well…I just know I've pissed off that Reuvan guy…he's probably going to have it out for me for the rest of the season…Oh, why me? What'd I do to deserve this?
Rudy-(laughs) Oh man, I can't wait to start causing a little pain. These people are all smiles and cheer…but not when I'm through (laughs maniacally) I'm already picturing it…their crushed faces…their longing for the torment to just end…it'll be so much fun!
Caleb-I can detect a bit of hostility from some people…and that's to be expected when you put so many different people together. But as a team we'll only function well if we're ALL willing to work together, so I'm going to make that my goal to achieve.
Allen-Everyone loves their "mastermind" story, but let's not overlook muscle here. If you're valuable to your team, obviously they're not going to vote you out.
Noriko-I'm so, so, so excited! Have I made that clear yet! There's…there's trees! And…and….and vines and bushes and…it's a jungle…a whole jungle for me to explore! And that's not even getting to the game…I can't wait! I just can't wait!
Orchid-While I may not have the luxury of vision, I am able to see things that none of the others can. It's hard to explain…but I feel attuned to the senses of others…I'm able to tell a lot about someone simply from the sound of their voice.
Loren-Glitter, glitter, glitter! I love glitter! I don't know what that Sharidan girl is thinking. How could someone hate glitter!? How is that even possible!? Well…I'm not sharing any of mine with her again.
Sharidan-I come from a very wealthy family. I am used to the best…so these louts had better make sure they provide me with just that! They should feel privileged to even have me on their team.
Irene-Back at school I heard that there were people who actually didn't like me…me! Can you believe that!? It's insane! Apparently I'm "too much of a bitch." I'm not, but people are stupid sensitive! So I'll just have to be extra fakey-nice in this so all the babies don't vote me off.
Jodi-You know what's going to happen in this game? People are going to take up strategy, alliances will be formed, wars will be declared and many people will get shot down in the middle…Thanks, but no thanks. I'll just be the clueless airhead…"oh where am I? Maybe some yoga will help." Who'd want to vote out someone like that?
Lynne-I intend to take this game by the throat and take control right from the start. Yes, yes I can play the part and act pleasant, but already I'm formulating an analysis on these players, trying to find just the right allies.
Neil-I'm…just a little bit nervous…coming into this. Back at school…well, it took some time to get in with the "it" crowd…and now I'm probably right back at the bottom of the barrel. I mean, I'm not strong, I'm not good-looking…I've got to really try my best to not become the outcast….again…
Strike-I only commit to what I know I can win. I'm not in this game for an early elimination, I'm not in this game for second place. There is one outcome and one outcome alone that is acceptable in my eye. I will win and I will do anything necessary to secure that.
Roy-I've seen every season of this horrid show and I can tell you it's complete garbage! You always cast the most ridiculous people you could ever find! It's grating how vile some of these players are, they're total morons and I'm convinced that more than half of them belong in an asylum. But hey, an easy million is an easy million, so I'll take it.
Having completed their introductory confessionals, the 20 contestants gathered around Blaineley and Chef again.
"So, as you've noticed," Blaineley said, "you've been divided up. These will be your teams. On my right…you will be Team Blaineriffic!"
"Hooray?" Jacquie said.
"Take it and love it!" Blaineley snapped.
"And on the left we have," Chef continued, "Team Cheftastic!"
"What? No…no, no, no, no, no!" Blaineley pouted. "I had the names perfectly set out, they were supposed to be Team Blaineriffic and Team Blainemazing!"
"Well…too late," Chef said as he pointed downward.
On the corner of the screens appeared a scarlet icon with Blaineley's head on it and a brown icon with Chef's head on it.
"Noooo!" Blaineley cried.
"Whatever, works for me," Reuvan shrugged.
"Now as I'm sure you remember, the first season, Switcheroo, had a big twist," Chef said. "But we've got another twist in store for you."
"Yes, look down there," Blaineley said as she pointed out to the lake where a small island led to a large one. "That there is Switcheroni Island…if you'll look to the center you'll see the flagpole."
Sure enough, in the center of the island was a towering flag pole with three different flags waving in the wind.
"Two of the flags are the same as last season," Blaineley declared. "They will decide whether the challenge is reward or immunity, virtual or reality."
"But for the other flag," Chef continued, "you see…Switcheroni Island has two uses. When the flag is red that means you may cross Switcheroni Island and set foot on the other island to join the opposing team. There is no limit to how many people choose to use this function, only that once the flag goes down the challenge will be starting and you may no longer switch until the following morning."
"And when the flag is Blue," Blaineley continued, "it means the precious Blaineley Immunity Totem has been hidden on Switcheroni Island, and you may search for it."
"Is that like the Chris McClean Immunity Totem?" Neil asked.
"It's nothing like that!" Blaineley shrieked.
"Sorry," Neil peeped.
"The Blaineley Immunity Totem is actually far more complex," Blaineley explained. "If played during the tribal stage before votes are read, it will cancel the elimination as a whole, giving you another chance to come back. Or if you're an individualist, keep it till the merge and play it before the votes are read to negate any cast for you and you alone."
"Yeah…not at all like the Chris one," Jacquie remarked with a roll of her eyes.
Confessional:
Lynne-Charming little twist you've got here, I'm sure there are many ways I can use this to my advantage, and I plan to find all of them.
Noriko-Oh my gosh, it's like a scavenger hunt! I'm going to search so hard I'm going to be most scaverngerest hunter ever and find that totem and then save my team…this is going to be great!
Allen-I can already see how this is going to go. Everyone will be coming over to join our team once they see how much we win. We might even have to merge earlier.
Roy-What a bloody awful twist! I can see no logical way how this will actually provide any entertainment value. And it's needlessly complicated…and for what!? I don't know who came up with this, but I do hope you severely reduce their pay.
"So, you've got your teams, you know the twist," Chef said. "So for today, we won't be having any eliminations. Instead you've got just got to worry about finding your camp."
"Team Cheftastic," Blaineley said, clearly with a bad taste in her mouth. "To find your camp you will have to cross Switcheroni Island and find it over on the other side."
Blaineley tossed out a map which Strike grabbed.
"And Team Blaineriffic," Chef said with a quick roll of his eyes. "You'll be traveling into the jungle, until you find the clearing where you camp is located."
He tossed a map out which was caught by Caleb.
"Alright you 20," Blaineley exclaimed, "let's kick this season off! What's sure to be the wildest adventure on Total Drama yet…begins now! The game is on, for one of you this is the first step to victory, for the other 19 it's the first step towards defeat!"
"This is," Chef concluded, "Total…Drama…Switcheroni!"
Teams:
Team Cheftastic
Strike
Sharidan
Reuvan
Cerise
Lynne
Noriko
Theodore
Sebastian
Hilary
Loren
Team Blaineriffic:
Caleb
Allen
Skye
Roy
Jacquie
Jodi
Irene
Neil
Rudy
Orchid
Author's Note: And that's the start to this! What do you think? Any first impressions? Who do you like, who do you hate? Feel free to share! I'l try to have the second part to the premiere up soon!