Author's Note: Welcome everyone to the Seventh season of the Randomverse series. For the last time I'm introducing a brand new cast. As such, reading the previous seasons are not required.
After all this time, the rules are still the same: A while back I took the 51 contestants from Total Drama, and the 16 from my fic Danger Island, and sent them through a randomizer. The first twenty-two debuted in Random Drama Island, with two more coming in Random Drama World Tour, and the next thirteen showing up for Random Drama Revenge of the Island, and the fourteen after that, and now we're at the final sixteen.
There will be at least three pairings this season by the way, and one of them won't be straight.
Episode 01: Old Island, New Tricks
The episode began with the a different show's title card, a circle composed of various European flags on a blue background; the words 'TOTAL DRAMA' on the top row, 'PRESENTS:' under that, 'THE' on the next row, 'RIDONCULOUS' on a black bar in the middle of the circle, and 'RACE' underneath the bar as dramatic music began to play.
"No! No! No!" Came the voice of Chris McLean, cutting off the music as he walked in front of the title card. "I know there's been a lot of chatter on the fansites about if we've been canceled," he said to the camera. "And I'm here to tell you that it's one hundred and eighty-five percent. False."
"We were just taking a break while we secured the location for our next season," the host explained during a bout of static. "Camp Wawanakwa!" He declared as the static cut to the show's original island. Which somehow was no longer at the bottom of the sea. In fact the only evidence that it wasn't recycled footage was the fact that were as all the previous seasons on the island featured thick forests of large pine trees, the trees now shown were barren of all leaves and most clearly dead even from that far out.
"Yeah," Chris shrugged as the shot zoomed in on the left side of the island to show him in a clearing. "We brought back the original island for an awesome season."
"We were gonna bring back the original contestants," he continued, "but they all had to wash their hair. So I sent out for new campers to compete. Thousands of you from around the world auditioned, and we took the sixteen most... uh," he momentarily balked, "interesting to be this season's batch of campers."
The area around him seemed to darken by a large shadow, and he chuckled. "And here they are now!"
The camera cut to a very large white boy floating down to the ground via parachute, with a mop of blonde hair and a teal maple leaf on the chest of his white shirt. "Introducing... Owen!" Chris announced.
"GREAT PYRAMID OF GIZA!" The Optimist cried out in terror. "Couldn't there been a better way to get us here?!"
The shot panned up to the next camper. He was a rather strange-looking boy, a short body and a thick neck that made him look almost log-shaped. His skin was a pallid white, his nose piggy, and his purple hair in a bowl cut. He wore what almost looked like a gray jumpsuit, and floated down with his arms crossed and his eyes shut. He opened them just a moment to look down at Owen, then scoffed. "It doesn't matter how we get to the island. Nothing can save you from the pure evil of me!" he replied in a haughty, nasally voice, his eyes turning red as he grinned darkly, raised his hands, and proclaimed his evil. Even the air above him seemed to turn dark, and a dramatic spike played in the background.
"Max!" Chris introduced.
Another boy floated into frame next to The Super Villain. He was a taller than average black boy with a mass of brown dreadlocks kept out of his face by a dark blue sweatband and wearing a dark blue and dark green basketball jersey with a '0' and dark blue basketball shorts.
"Terrance!" Chris introduced.
"You look like Doctor Evil had a kid with the queen of the lollipop guild," The Jerk told Max. The villain sniffed disdainfully and turned his head away.
A scoff took the camera's attention to another camper, a redheaded white boy wearing a grungy tank top. "Scott!" the host introduced.
"None of these guys look so tough," The Schemer snorted as he floated down to Earth.
A squeal of terror caught both Scott and the camera's attention, and the shot cut to a tanned white girl with long blonde hair with brown roots and wearing a white frilly crop top, a pair of blue skinny jeans, and red high heels. She looked at the camera, and smirked.
"Olivia!" Chris introduced.
"Yes yes," The Ex-Child Star said haughtily. "I am that Olivia Broadway. No autographs please."
"Didn't want one," Scott sneered, the camera pulling back to show him floating down next to her.
"Mitch!" Chris introduced as the next camper was shown. He was a white teen that was very tall and had subtle but clearly strong muscles. He wore a purple button up shirt, a dirty pair of blue jeans, brown cowboy boots, and a had a mop of brown hair poking from under his cream cowboy hat.
"Howdy y'all," The Cowboy said in a Texan accent as he tipped his hat to the camera.
A short white girl floated down next to him with her eyes clenched shut and tightly gripping the straps of her parachute pack. She had bushy red hair and wore a light blue t-shirt and a white skirt. "Carly!" Chris introduced.
"I'm not opening my eyes until my feet are on the ground," The Shrinking Violet whimpered.
"Hmm," the raspy and nasally voice of the next camper said as the camera cut to him. He was a black boy with an eager face and an odd manner of dress. He was wearing a green robe with a simple yellow pattern on the front, a blatantly fake beard, and a tall green hat that was rather wizardly despite its visible patch and sag.
"Leonard!" Chris introduced.
"I wonder which spell I should cast first?" The LARPer asked himself.
The next camper floated next to him with a half-derisive snort. She was a white girl of average height, with wavy lavender hair that was shaved on one side, and metal studs in her nose, ears, and eyebrows. She wore a black bomber jacket with various colored imitation paint splatters on the grey sleeves over a plain white t-shirt, black beanie, and black skinny jeans. "Rebecca!" The host introduced.
"Good luck with the spells," The Rebel told the wizard with a playful smirk.
"OH MY GOSH!" came the excited voice of the next camper, the camera already panning up and to the left to show him. He was a conventionally atrractive white boy with a striped polo shirt and khaki pants in the same color scheme of the host's.
"Topher!" Chris announced.
"I can't believe I'm here!" The Chris Wannabe cheered. "On Total Drama! I get to meet the Chris McLean! This is the greatest day of my life!"
"I like that kid," the host commented.
The camera cut to the twelfth camper, a black girl of average height. She had black hair tied into a ponytail with a couple of stray stands in her face and a pair of circular glasses. She wore a black sweater and black yoga pants. "Contessa!" Chris announced.
"Oh," The Hopeless Romantic said in surprise. "I uh, didn't know we'd be on camera so soon..."
Another girl fell past her and the camera followed her, her parachute on but not deployed. She was blonde, blue-eyed, well-endowed, and exceptionally pretty, she wore a blue bandanna on her head, a short red tanktop over a longer red tube top, an orange miniskirt, and long, fashionable, high-heeled boots. "Lindsay!" Chris introduced.
"I'm flying!" The Ditzy Genius said with glee before she realized she was in fact falling. She let out a quick yelp as she continued to fall, though the camera lingered in the same spot. The tale-tell sound of an opening parachute was heard from off screen as the next camper fell into frame. Her chute also undeployed. She was a tall black girl with her dark hair tied back in a short ponytail, wearing an Australian slouch hat, a khaki vest over a white t-shirt, and khaki shorts
"Jasmine!" Chris introduced.
"The koala says 'cluck' to the platypus for luck!" The Australian Outback Girl said nervously in an Australian accent before deploying her parachute, sighing in relief when it opened.
The camera cut to a hulking white boy with red hair and freckles, wearing overalls over a plain white t-shirt. "Rodney!"
"Uh...," The Country Boy said blankly, scratching his scalp.
The camera cut to the penultimate camper. It was a white girl; short, slightly pudgy, and not an ounce of coolness between her side ponytail and braces. She wore a green and blue dress that had been tied into a knot at her waist on one side, and pink leggings. "Beth!"
"It'th tho incredulouth to be here!" The Dork lisped.
A trendy tune played as the camera cut to the final camper, a tall, blonde, white girl dressed almost entirely in pink. "aaaaaaand-" He was cut off by some more people arriving.
"Dakota, over here!" called a man with an Italian accent from off-camera. "Sorriso per noi!" The camera panned up to four adult men in the basket of a hot-air balloon; all four were pointing cameras at The Fame Monger and smiling.
"Hi guys!" Dakota smiled and waved, falling back from the group. "I'm so excited to start competing and making all sorts of new friends," she grinned and the paparazzi went wild, "but I'm glad that you're here, you can make sure to catch me looking amazing as I set foot on the island!" She started posing for the men while floating down to the island. A sudden leech popped the paparazi's balloon, sending them flying away.
"Hey, rude much?" Dakota yelled at him when she realized her shoot had been ruined.
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The footage skipped ahead to all sixteen campers standing around Chris. Scott was on the far left, his arms crossed and his face in a sneer. Olivia was to the right of him, followed by Contessa, Rebecca, Mitch, Owen, Jasmine, Lindsay, Rodney and Leonard on the far right; all of them behind the host. To the left of Chris, was Dakota smiling and posing on her knees. Topher was on one knee to the left of her doing the same. Beth was to the right of Chris and attempting the same cute pose as Dakota, but looked rather awkward in the process, and Carly was hugging her knees to her chest as she sat to the right of Beth. Max was nowhere to be seen.
"One of these teens will leave the island one million dollars richer," Chris told the camera as the series's capstone theme began to play. "Who will it be? Find out by watching Total! Drama! Daaaaaanger Island!" The campers's faces all widened with shock.
"What did you just say?" Rebecca asked.
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[The sequence begins much as it did during the first season, with an open into letterbox format as the camera focuses on the tops of a few distant barren pine trees. A barnacle-covered stage light rotates up and turns on; then the shot changes to a seaweed-covered spotlight swinging down and turning on as well; then a small security camera popping out of a small water-filled hole; then another camera bursting out of a tree hollow, a small deluge of water flowing out with it; then a pair of fair-skinned arms clapping a film slate in front of the camera which switches to a shot of the island, then flying forward down the dock and past the run-down buildings, passing the host as he handed a roll of duct tape to the fat intern and pointed off to the left.]
Dear Mom and Dad, I'm doin' fine;
[The camera flies through the trees and up to the largest cliff, peeking over to see two rings of buoys laid out in the water.]
You guys are on my mind!
[The camera dives off the cliff and into an underwater shot; Owen is swimming through the water with a large grin as a fish swims by. He farts, and the gas bubbles kill the fish.]
Ya asked me what I wanted to be,
And now I think the answer is plain to see!
[A cut to the surface, where Olivia is in her swimsuit sunbathing on a pink inflatable raft. The fish surfaces, and she sits up with a look of pure disgust. A bird swoops down and picks up the fish, and the camera follows the bird as it flies away.]
I wanna be...famous!
[The scene lingers on the bird in front of the sun for a moment before it drops the fish. The camera pans down to Topher sitting on a stump and admiring his reflection in a mirror; the fish lands in his hair and he runs away screaming and wiping away his hair. The camera zooms out to show Scott watching the scene and laughing, and then again to show Terrance also laughing, the two boys slapping five as Scott wipes a tear from his eye.]
I wanna live close to the sun!
[The camera zooms to another part of camp, showing Leonard and Lindsay sitting in canoe and about to go over a waterfall. As he was too busy casting spells and she was too busy being impressed, they notice too late and scream as they go over the edge.]
Well pack your bags, 'cause I've already won!
[The shot pans down to the bottom of the waterfall, showing Rodney standing on a broken log suspended between two rocks with a blank look on his face. Though he does not see Leonard or the canoe falling behind him, he does see Lindsay and catches her. She smiles wide and hugs him, and he drops her with a lovestruck expression.]
Everythin' to prove, nothin' in my way;
[The camera rapidly pans to the right to the outhouse confessional, where Rebecca is spray painting something to the side. The camera pans out to show Jasmine leaving the confessional unaware as to what Rebecca is doing, then pans over to the Main Lodge – Chef's silhouette is visible in the window.]
I'll get there one day.
[The camera moves in past the window to show an irritated Chef, arm deep in a large pot of something sickly green. He looks behind him to where Max and Carly are sitting; the former with his arms raised and in the middle of an evil laugh, the latter trembling in fear next to him.]
'Cause I wanna be...famous!
[The camera pans left to Mitch sitting with his feet on the counter. He tips his hat to the camera, and it zooms out past another window to show the edge of the docks. Contessa notices the camera and gives a short and shy wave.]
(Na-na nanananaa, nanana-nanaa, na-nananananaa)
[Dakota moves the camera onto herself, and kisses the lens. She waves as the female intern quickly wipes away the smudge, then types something into her cellphone. Moments later, five other men appear on the docks with cameras, snapping pictures of a rapidly-posing Dakota.
I wanna be! I wanna be! I wanna be famous! (Na-na nanananaa, nanana-nanaa, na-nananananaa)
[The camera pans down the docks to show Beth giving a wide toothy grin and wave to the camera.]
I wanna be! I wanna be! I wanna be famous! (Na-na nanananaa, nanana-nanaa, na-nananananaa)
[Beth steps back and twirls a flaming baton while passing it back and forth between her hands, then tosses it in the air. The camera follows the baton as day becomes night. The camera lingers as the baton falls out of frame - a few embers still flying up - and pans down across the stars and dead trees and full moon to Mitch and Jasmine, sitting at a campfire together. They lean in for a kiss but are interrupted by Owen's sudden appearance between then, an arm around both of them and an oblivious smile. The shot zooms out to show the other campers also sitting around the fire and whistling the last few notes of the theme song - Max, Carly, Olivia, Rodney, Contessa, Rebecca, and Lindsay on Mitch's side; Beth, Scott, Leonard, Dakota, Terrance and Topher on Jasmine's side as Chris watches on Jasmine's side and Chef watches on Mitch's. The shot continued to zoom out until a signboard was shown marking the presumed entrance to the fire pit; it read 'TOTAL DRAMA DANGER ISLAND' in block letters, the third word being the largest and the last word relegated to a board tacked on at the end]
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"Whoa. Wait a minute," Rebecca said, the episode fading in to her walking up to a smiling Chris. "The application form said this season was called 'Return to the Island."
"Yeah," Chris shrugged uncaringly. "That was a working title. But I promise you we spared no expense surfacing the island. It is one hundred percent safe."
Naturally, a small geyser of water spat out of the ground in between them. Rebecca glared at Chris, and he sent a sheepish smile back. "We're gonna need some more tape over here!" He called out to the right. Shortly after a jeep driven by the fat intern and carrying the female intern drove up. The female intern got out and tore off two strips of duct tape, then placed them over the geyser in an X. She got back on the jeep and the fat intern drove off. "See?" Chris added.
The camera followed Rebecca's gaze as she looked around. Duct tape X's littered the ground around them.
The shot cut back to Chris as he cleared his throat, and turned to face the fifteen campers. "Now, this season of Total Drama will be a little bit different," he explained. "For example, in every episode, someone will be eliminated."
An ominous chant played in the background, but none of the campers reacted. "You've said that one before," Scott sneered. "And it didn't happen."
"I know," Chris told him with a smug grin, "But! There are sixteen of you this time. So we don't have enough episodes for reward challenges. This season, someone will go home every episode. Heck," he smiled. "There might even be some double eliminations!"
That got everyone's attention, and the campers all gasped as the ominous chant played again.
"That's more like it," Chris laughed. "Now, everyone follow me and we can get started."
"Wait!" Lindsay said suddenly before anyone could get moving. "I thought you said there were sixteen of us?"
Chris raised an eyebrow. "I did. Why?"
"I only count fifteen," the ditz said seriously.
"Oh Lindsay," the host said condescendingly. "Lindsay, Lindsay, Lindsay. I promise you there are sixteen vic- I mean campers." He quickly counted them under his breath, then frowned when he stopped at fifteen. "Huh," he said blankly, "we really are missing one."
"I told you," Lindsay said. "We're totally missing Mitch!"
"Uh, ma'am," Mitch spoke up. "I'm Mitch. We're missing Max."
"Where is that little weirdo anyway?" Terrance asked as he looked around.
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The shot cut to a parachute tangled in the branch of a tree, the camera slowly zooming out to reveal Max hanging from it. "If you do not release me, tree," he threatened as he pulled on the strings of his parachute, "you will be burnt to the-" he suddenly started falling- "GROOOUUUND!"
He landed with a thud and a cloud of dust.
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The footage skipped ahead to Chris leading the sixteen campers through the forest of dead trees. "As I said before," the host explained. "We spared no expense bringing the island back up from the lake."
"Uh Kyle?" Lindsay spoke up. "When are we gonna be told what teams we're on?"
"I'll get to that in a moment," Chris told her. "And. It's Chris."
The scene cut to Owen and Leonard walking side by side. "I like your robe," Owen said brightly.
"Thanks," the wizard told him. "It has cloaking powers. Observe. Disapearacus! Concinvicus! Can't see me anymore can ya?" he said while holding his arm in front of his face.
"Oh my gosh," Lindsay said, running up to the boys. "I totally can't! That is so cool!"
"Uh," Owen said uncomfortably. "I'm just gonna go... over there," he backed away slowly, and bumped into Contessa. "Oh," he said sheepishly. "Sorry."
"It's okay," the hopeless romantic smiled sincerely. "I'm Contessa by the way."
"I'm Owen!" the optimist siad brightly, grabbing Contessa's hand and vigorously shaking it, startling her.
"Let's get a move on campers!" Chris called out from off screen. "We don't have all day!"
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The flash to the outside of another building. A military drumline started up as the camera cut to inside the building, where the queued-up campers were being addressed by none other than Chef Hatchet. "Listen up! I serve it three times a day, and you will eat it three times a day! Grab your tray, get your food, and sit your butts down NOW!" The dishes behind him rattled when he finished.
"Did you have to repeat your season one spiel?" Chris asked him as he walked up one by one the campers started to get their trays.
"I don't recall tellin' you how to do your job," Chef sassed back as the last camper, Carly, walked up.
"Excuse me..." she said quietly. Chef growled at her, and she grabbed her tray and darted away with a squeak.
Chris laughed, then wiped a tear from his eye. "Okay campers listen up!" The camera panned across the teens eating their lunches; Jasmine, Linday, Dakota, Olivia, Scott, Max, Topher, and Leonard sitting at the table closer to the kitchen, and Beth, Carly, Contessa, Rebecca, Owen, Rodney, Terrance, and Mitch nearer to the door. "This season, we're gonna do the teams a little differently."
"You told us that already," Terrance said.
Chris ignored him and continued. "This time we're letting you guys choose your teams."
"Again, done before," Terrence commented.
Chris shot him a quick glare and continued. "Now I know some of you," he glared at Terrance again, "think we've done this before. But we haven't. Because this time, you chose the teams without knowing what you were doing."
Owen and Contessa shared a worried glance.
"Those sitting at the table closer to the door are the first team and will henceforth be known as...," the camera pulled back to show the eight teens glancing at each other. "The Jade Dragons!" A short and soft yet still triumphant rock chord played in the background as a logo slid onto the top of the screen – a stylized Chinese dragon's head against a lighter background.
"Awesome!" Owen cheered. "I'm a Dragon!"
"Those closer to the kitchen," Chris continued as the shot cut to the other table, "are now The Ruby Warriors!" Another rock chord played softly in the background as their team's logo slid onto the top of the screen – Two crossed scimitars.
"A strong name for a strong team," Jasmine smiled. Unseen by all Scott scoffed and rolled his eyes.
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"Yeah," Scott sneered in the confessional. "A villain wannabe, three blonde idiots, a Chris clone, and a nerd who thinks he's a wizard. A real strong batch of teammates there. Luckily for me, that just makes my strategy easier," he finished with a devious laugh.
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"Look at the fools I'm being forced to work with," Max complained. "They all have no idea just how evil I am or that there's nothing that can stop me from winning the million dollars!" He descended into a mad cackle.
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"Okay," Olivia said, one hand on her chest and another on her hip. "So, these losers showed up to get famous. I already am," she bragged. "The completion's just a formality."
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"Back home I have a certain... reputation," Lindsay admitted sheepishly. "But I'm here to prove I can be more than just some dumb blonde!"
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"So, I've only been here like an hour and a half," Topher said, "but I can already tell that this season's in serious need of drama. And I don't think Chris is capable of bringing it out."
He smirked. "But I am..."
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"Hey everyone!" Dakota greeted cheerfully. "Just wanted to say th-" She noticed a fly on her arm, and shrieked.
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"I heard that this season was gonna be the hardest yet," Leonard said. "But with the new spells I learned. Huzzah! I'll be the one who takes the Dragon's Eye. That's Dwarvish for one million dollars," he explained.
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"I wasn't kidding when I said my team looked strong," Jasmine told the outhouse, having to be hunched over because of her size. "They may look a bit odd, but it's always the weird ones that surprise you in this game. I just hope the boys don't get scared of me. It's always the small guys that get intimidated by me." Her face fell a bit. "And the big guys." Her face fell a little more. "And most girls."
She sighed. "I intimidate people."
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The scene changed to a shot of two cabins sitting roughly perpendicular to each other, each with two doors and a railed-in porch in front. Both had seen better days, as there ground around them had been covered with barnacles and seaweed. There were planks of wood missing from the walls and noticeable holes in their roofs. Chris entered view from the lower left with his back turned, and arm extended towards the cabins. "Dragons, you're in the east cabin," he turned around and pointed a thumb over his shoulder, "and Warriors, you're in the west."
The viewpoint switched again to a close-up of a cabin door as it was opened from the outside, showing the layout of the room. A large circular rug lay in the center of the room, and on the back wall was a window and small stool. Both the rug and the curtains lining the window looked shabby and moth-eaten. All in all, the the quality inside was much better.
On either side of the room were bunk beds; two sets along the right wall, one on the left next to a metal bucket. "At leatht we don't have to build our own thelter," The camera switched to a side view of Beth entering the girls' side of the Gophers' cabin. Another metal bucket sat below a small front window, and between the first bucket and a few coat hooks in the corner was a dresser and large mirror. An oil lamp rested on top of the dresser, unlit.
"What are all those buckets for anyway?" Contessa asked as she entered the room.
"Probably to catch the water if it rains," Rebecca answered as she entered the room and jumped into a bottom bunk.
"Rain?" Carly asked nervously. "I don't like the rain. Rains lead to floods, which lead to drowning which leads to dying," she said, her words getting faster and more panicked. "I don't wanna die!" She dropped to the ground hugging her knees to her chests and rocking back and forth. The other three girls gave her a concerned glance.
The view shifted to Owen, Mitch, and Rodney taking a look outside of their door at the commotion outside from the girls' side. Terrance scoffed as he joined them. "What's the point of listening out here if there's no cat fight?"
"Maybe we just wanna see if our teammates are okay," Mitch told him.
The basketballer shrugged. "Either they are, and can help us in challenges. Or they're not and we vote them off. Again, what's the point?"
"Makes me glad we're in our own side with just us guys right?" Owen chuckled. Mitch and Terrance gave him an odd look and he widened his eyes. "That came out wrong! I mean. I love chicks. I just don't want to sleep near them! Wait! That came out wrong too!"
"Relax buddy," Mitch said with a hand on the boy's shoulder. "I got what you mean. Now none o' those beds look big enough to handle me comfortably, so I'm just gonna drop my things in here and head somewhere else."
Rodney scratched his head with a look of confusion. "So, uh, where are you gonna sleep?" the farm boy asked.
"Eh, I'll find a spot." Mitch, stepping out into the common area and looking at the forest. "I think I packed a tent just in case..." Owen and Rodney shared a look of concern, and Terrance rolled his eyes.
The camera went back to the host, who was looking at the cowboy and pursing his lips in thought. "Host," Max said from off-camera. Chris turned his head, and the camera cut to the villain standing on the porch of the Warriors' cabin, just as Dakota was entering the girls' side. "I demand you tell us what our first challenge is."
"You're in luck Max," the host said as the camera showed a close-up of him looking around, "You've got a half-an-hour to unpack and meet me at the diving cliff and I'll explain everything! Starting..." he looked at his watch, "Now!"
"That doesn't mean what I think it does..." Carly whimpered from the porch of the Dragon cabin. "Does it?"
"If it does, you better jump if you don't wanna go home first," Terrance warned. "Got it?" he glared at her, and she gulped and nodded her head rapidly.
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The scene cut to roughly an hour later via a quick-pan to the top of the diving cliff. The campers were standing at the edge in their swimsuits, looking over the edge; Carly was prominent among them. "What will the season's first challenge be?" Chris asked as the shot cut him. "Find out when we return, on Total! Drama! Daaaaaaaanger Island!"
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(Commercial Break)
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A shot of the entire cliff was shown before changing to the campers overlooking the edge – On the left: Beth in a pink dress-like one piece that looked like the uniforms of a certain space travel show, Carly in a blue one-piece, Terrance in a pair of green swim trunks, Owen in a pair of orange swimtrunks and green floaties on his arms, Rodney in a white t-shirt and blue jean shorts, Contessa in a brown one-piece, Rebecca in a grey bikini, and Mitch in a pair of khaki cargo shorts; On the right: Dakota in a pink bikini, Leonard in a pair of green swim trunks, Lindsay in a red bikini, Olivia in a fiftiesstyle one piece, Scott in a pair of red swim trunks, Max in a grey speedo, Topher in a blue speedo, and Jasmine in a short romper-like one piece; Chris was in the middle standing next to a chart displaying an aerial view of the island "Okay!" the host announced. "So since we're returning to our original island, we thought it'd be neat if all the challenges this season were based off of previous ones."
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"Meh," Rebecca shrugged. "I don't care what the challenges are, as long as I win."
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"Your first challenge is based on Total Drama's first challenge. All you have to do is jump off this thousand-foot-high cliff into the lake below, then swim to your team's boat," the camera cut to two speedboats sitting on the surface of the lake, one red-bottomed and one green-bottomed.
"Of course, you can chicken out if you don't wanna take the plunge," the host said as Carly sighed in relief. "But doing so will make the second part of the challenge harder on your team, and may give them cause to vote you off," she gulped and started trembling.
"The second challenge," Chris continued as the camera focused in on the display of the island as he walked away, showing the dotted line surrounding it "is a boat race around the island." The team icons appeared next to the cliff and Warriors' took off along it, speeding counterclockwise around the island. "The first team to complete one lap around the island gets immunity," Chris explained, the icon finally reaching the cliff again as he finished.
"But!" he said, "If your team has any chickens you'll have to go back to the Dock of Shame and pick them up," he explained as the Dragons' icon traveled clockwise along the line, "before starting your race," the icon stopped at the dock, then traveled counterclockwise. "Of course, chickens can make things easier if they start swimming to the boats once the race starts."
The view changed back to the host and campers. "The losers," the music turned slightly sinister, "will be sending someone home in our to be disclosed method of transportation. And we got a good one this year. Let's see...Jade Dragons! You're up first!"
The view changed to a shot from below of Contessa looking down at the water. "Oh man that uh... that looks like a smaller drop on TV! So, uh, who wants go go first?"
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"I wasn't scared," Contessa told the outhouse. "I guess a better word for it is, apprehensive. If I didn't jump, my team might vote me off. But if I did and I got hurt, then they'd definitely vote me off."
She gave the camera a pitiful look and said, "I don't want to give them any reasons to vote for me."
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"I was pretty darn nervous," Owen confessed. "You see, the thing is... I'm not the strong of a swimmer."
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"So, which one of you is going first?" Terrance barked at his teammates.
Rebecca immediately shrugged. "Guess I will," she said nonchalantly. "I mean, there aren't even any sharks this time. It should be easy right?
"Actually," Lindsay spoke up from the other team, "the real danger in the cliff diving challenge is the height. You have to land the exact way to break the surface tension or it'll be like jumping a a thousand feet onto concrete."
A flat note played as everyone looked at the not-so-dumb blonde in shock. Even Chris. "What?" she said in light offense. "I'm not stupid, just a bit forgetful."
"Whatever," Rebecca said, shaking herself out of her surprise. "What's life without a little danger?" With little fanfare, she jumped off the cliff. The camera followed her descent as she landed in the water, then swam to the green boat.
"Uh," Rodney said as he looked over the cliff alongside Terrance and Carly, "I think I'm next." He took a deep breath, and jumped off the cliff as he plugged his nose. The camera followed his descent, but stopped about mid-way through the dive just as a splash was heard from below.
Back at the clifftop, Carly was next in line but looking extremely hesitant. "I uh," she said, trembling in fear and taking a step back. "I don't think I can do this."
"Scared of heights?" Chris asked, touching music playing in the background.
"And dying," she admitted, sparing a glance at the cliff.
"Well too bad!" Terrance interrupted, angrily getting in the pantaphobe's face. "You're gonna jump! I'm not losing this challenge because of a couple of cowards!"
Carly squeaked in fear and dashed behind Mitch. The cowboy looked at the girl in mild surprise before turning a glare to Terrance. "What's your problem?!" he accused.
"I'm not the one you should be asking that to," the basketballer shot back. "Why's she even here if she's so terrified of everything?"
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"I have a moderate case of pantaphobia," Carly explained. "So I decided to come to Total Drama as kind of... immersion therapy? Like expose myself to my fears so they don't seem so scary. I wasn't counting on Terrance though."
She started trembling again. "And that tall girl on the other team. She looks like eats people like me for breakfast!"
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"Well even if she is a bit on the fearful side," Mitch said as the scene cut back to the Dragons. "That ain't no reason to be a jerk about it."
Terrance rolled his eyes.
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"I don't believe in telling lies," Terrance told the outhouse. "Everything I say is the truth one hundred percent. Of course that give me the reputaion of being a jerk which isn't true at all.
"Well, I am a jerk," he admitted, "but I'm not a jerk because of my honesty. I'm a jerk who just so happens to be honest. Anyway my point is, that Carly? That girl's asking to be the first boot."
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"Whatever," Terrance scoffed. "I'm jumping, and anyone who doesn't is putting a target on their backs," he told his team with a pointed glare before he executed a perfect swan dive off the cliff.
The close-up of Carly's face showed that she was even more terrified than before. "Hey," Mitch said. "You know you don't have to do this right?"
"Y-you mean that?" Carly said with a small bit of hope.
"Yeah," the cowboy smiled. "I mean, sure we're in a completion. But that ain't no reason to force people to do somethin'."
"In that cathe," Beth spoke up. "Can I chicken out to? I'm jutht to thcared to jump."
"You don't really need my permission," Mitch said. The two shorter girls on the team sighed in relief and ran down the path to the campgrounds.
Mitch sighed. "May as well," he said before he jumped off the cliff. The camera cut to the lake just as he landed. As he swam to the boat, Contessa screamed in fear just before she too landed in the water, Owen landing not long after that.
"Only two chickens," Chris mused as the shot cut back to him "Not bad." He turned around to look at the other team, the shot zooming out to get all nine in frame. "Ruby Warriors! If all of you jump, you'll get a huge advantage when the race starts."
"Alright!" Jasmine said with an encouraging clap of her hands. "This doesn't look so bad," She swan dived off the cliff and was shown to have landed without issue, and the shot cut back to the clifftop.
"Um Larry?" Lindsay said as she walked over to Leonard. "Can you cast a spell that'll keep me from getting hurt?"
The wizard smiled. "Of course!"
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"After all, I am a level 130 Theurgist," Leonard bragged. "I should be able to handle a simple protection charm:
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"Dontae Beharmalus!" Leonard said as he raised his arms up.
"Oh my gosh!" Lindsay answered, oblivious to the slight confusion in her teammate's face. "Thank you!" She took a deep breath and launched herself off the cliff, tucking in her legs and starting to somersault forwards. She kept spinning all the way down, only uncurling herself just before she hit the water.
"Well whaddaya know?" Leonard blinked, the camera switching back to his close-up. "It worked. I guess I'm next!" The wizard took a deep breath and dove off the cliff.
The point-of-view fell with him, slowing down to get a shot of Topher's descent.
"WOO-HOOHOOHOOHOOOO!" the fan cried as he fell.
The camera cut back to Scott, Olivia, and Dakota, still on top of the thousand-foot-high cliff. "Your turn, Princess." Scott said, unkown as to which person he was talking to. "Better hope your make-up doesn't get ruined by the water," he snickered.
Dakota took another look down at the water. "Good point. I don't think I can do this."
"Are you suuure?" Scott asked in a rather exaggerated tone. "This could cost us the win."
"Well, it's not like I'm going to risk my looks on this!" Dakota replied.
"Yeah, I'm not doing this either," Olivia said with a bratty hand gesture.
"Evil does not jump off of cliffs," Max chimed in, and the three started down the path to the camp.
The host turned to the only other person left on the clifftop. "You gonna jump man?" he asked the schemer.
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Scott snickered. "What a bunch of losers," he scoffed. "At this point I might not even need the strategy."
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Scott shrugged. "Of course I am," he sneered. "You think I'm gonna sabotage my team or something?" He jumped off the cliff, but the camera lingered on Chris as the schemer's screams echoed all the way during his fall. He winced at the sound f a particularly painful splash then chuckled.
"'Kay." Chris said as he took out a megaphone. "Looks like both teams have some chickens!" he called down to those who waited in there boats. "Your race around the island begins..."
The shot cut to the boats. Jasmine had already taken the helm for the Warriors, but the driver's seat of the Dragons remained empty. "NOW!"
The standard challenge music began as the camera cut to the Dragons sitting in their speedboat.
"Listen up. I-" Rodney began to say.
"Okay guys-" Rebecca began to say.
The two looked at one another.
"Anyway I-" Rodney continued.
"I've actually-" Rebecca continued.
A few hollow, wooden beats played and the camera zoomed in on the pair of them.
"What do you think you're doing?" Rodney asked.
"Uhh, hello, listen to me here!" Rebecca demanded.
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"On the farm," Rodney explained, beginning to count off on his fingers, "it's just me, my Dad, and my five little brothers." He folded his arms and smiled proudly. "I'm kinda used to being in charge."
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"Yeah, I don't take orders," Rebecca told the outhouse bluntly. "Giving them I can handle. Taking them? that chafes worst than sandpaper."
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Rebecca took a breath, then smiled at Rodney. "Okay, look," she told him bluntly. The shot cut to the farm boy's close-up, a sweet and lilting tune playing as the background turned pink and his expression turned doe-eyed. "You seem like a real capable guy," The shot cut to a close-up of the rebel, surrounded by a border of flowers and ribbon-holding cherubs as the light turned pink, "but I was thinking that Terrance should drive."
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"We'll do it her way," Rodney said dreamily, lounging on the toilet with his boots pressed up against the left wall and his back leaning against the right. "It's never wrong to let love be your guide..."
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The sweet, lilting tune began to play again as Rodney replied. "I think...boats...you plan good...like not sunsets like you..." he mumbled dreamily as Rebecca scrunched up her face in confusion and disbelief, while Contessa and Owen gave the boy strange looks from the sides of the shot. Rodney puckered up as if to kiss Rebecca, causing her to recoil in sudden alarm.
"Works for me," Terrance said coolly, hopping into the drivers seat. He started the boat and sped off toward the docks, the sudden force causing Contessa to yelp and land in Rebecca's lap.
"Sorry," she said shyly.
"It's cool," the rebel waved her off. "Guess I couldn't stop people from falling for me eh?" Contessa giggled and turned her face away to hide her darkening cheeks.
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The music suddenly cut out as the scene moved to the Dock of Shame, the chickens from both teams already assembled.
"Tho, I gueth we jutht thtart thwimming to the otherth?" Beth asked.
Carly looked at the water and whimpered. "There aren't any sh-sh-sharks out there? Are there?"
"Nah," Beth said with a jovial smile. "If there were Chrith totally would've made them part of the challenge." Carly still didn't look to sure. "Hey," the dorky girl said. "Do you think you'd be leth thcared if we both thwam?"
Carly looked down, then nodded vigorously and shyly.
"Then let'th go!" Beth cheered. The two girls grabbed hands, then jumped into the water.
The shot lingered on the Dock as Dakota got ready to dive, only to perk up and look behind her. "Aren't you guys gonna start swimming?"
"Evil does not swim," Max told her snidely. "Not when it has minions that will give it a ride."
Dakota looked from the villain to the ex-child star. "Um hello?" Olivia said rudely. "This is a designer swimsuit. I can't get it wet!"
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"But like?" Dakota asked in confusion. "Isn't that the point of a swimsuit?"
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The footage skipped ahead to the Dragons meeting up with their teammates. "You two made surprisingly good time," Terrance commented as Beth and Carly got into the boat. He sped off again, and once again Contessa was knocked into Rebecca's lap.
"Okay, now I'm starting to think you're doing this on purpose," Rebecca said with a smirk.
Contessa made a series of flustered noises as she got up and slid away from the rebel.
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"I wasn't doing it on purpose!" Contessa frantically told the outhouse. "I mean, I don't really like her like that," she noticed her words and quickly added, "because I'm not into girls llike that! I mean I'm not into girls at all! Sure they're cuter than guys but-"
She noticed the direction of her words and groaned. "I wasn't doing it on purpose!"
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The camera cut Dakota swimming through the water when a speedboat's engine caught her attention. "Finally," she sighed in relief as the Warriors' boat slowed to a stop next to her.
"Where's Max and Olivia?" Jasmine asked, looking around.
"Well Olivia didn't want to get her swimsuit wet and Max..." the heiress trailed off, trying to think of something to say.
"So they're both back at the docks?" Scott asked with an unseen smirk.
"Pretty much," Dakota confirmed. Jasmine sighed, and the boat continued on. A moment later, the Dragons passed them, headed for the finish line.
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"It's about time you got here," Olivia told her team as the footage skipped ahead to the Warrior boat stopping at the docks.
"Hey!" Jasmine shouted. "We just had to drive halfway around the island to pick you up because you wouldn't dive or swim."
"Such incompetence," Max scoffed as he got in the boat. "Evil has no time for your excuses. Now, go win the challenge for me."
The tension built up in the music as the shot cut back to Jasmine as her nostrils flared and her fists clenched. "Don't you get it?!" she shouted at them. "We're so far behind the others we can't catch up. And even if we could," the camera cut to the boat's dashboard, where what looked like the gas gauge was about a five centimeters from the 'E', "we don't have enough gas to make it all the way to the finish!"
"I fail to see how that's my fault," Max told her plainly.
The music peaked victoriously as the camera cut to the Dragons' boat crossing the finish line, the eight teens on board whooping and cheering with excitement.
"And the Jade Dragons win!" Chris announced as a proper song of triumph began to play. "They're all safe for the moment. But the losers have to make some decisions. I wonder who it's going to be?" he added impishly over shots of a aggravated Jasmine, disdainful Max, apathetic Olivia, and smirking Scott.
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The usual ceremonial theme opened over the shot of the moonlit island, the scene cutting to the campfire pit to show the eight campers filing in to their seats; Max, Topher, Dakota, and Jasmine in the back row and Olivia, Lindsay, Leonard, and Scott in the front.
"Welcome to your first elimination campers," Chris greeted them from the podium. "The rules haven't changed. If you get a marshmallow, you're safe. Otherwise, you get to take this season's humiliating way off the island and out of my life."
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"Maybe I was wrong," Topher said, "and there is some drama I can pull from my team."
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"When I call your name, you're safe. Scott."
The schemer made a satisfied grunt as he accepted his marshmallow.
"Leonard, Lindsay," the host continued.
The wizard smiled as he caught his treat. but the ditz frowned as her marshmallow hit her in the eye.
"Topher," the fan smiled as he caught his treat. "Dakota," The heiress was too engrossed in her phone to notice, but her attention was grabbed when Chef took her mobile.
"Hey!" she whined.
"No electronic devices while part of the competition," Chris told her sternly. "The next marshmallow goes to..."
"Jasmine," the survivalist sighed in relief as she caught her marshmallow. "The final marshmallow goes to..."
The shot cut from a close-up of Olivia, rolling her eyes as she filed her nails, to Max, puffing himself up proudly as the tense elimination theme continued.
"Olivia," Chris finally said, tossing the last prize to the ex-child star.
"Like, duh," she said in rudely, catching the marshmallow in her left hand and tossing it in her mouth.
"What?" Max asked in confusion. "But that means-"
"Time for you to go, dude," Topher said as the camera panned over to include him in the shot.
"You absolute fools!" Max shouted, standing up in outrage. "You have doomed yourselves to unimaginable pain. I will make you all regret ever having met me!"
Chris scoffed. "It's a little late for that," he said. "Now it's time for you to ride the Trebu-shame!"
"What is a Trebu-Shame?" Max asked in a rude sort of confusion.
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The screen rotated around itself, the scene cutting to the torch-lit dock where, of all things, a large catapult had been set up. Max was sitting in its sling, while Chris, Chef, and his former teammates watched nearby.
A short but grandiose fanfare played. "This is a Trebu-Shame'!" Chris introduced excitedly, the series's somber farewell tune beginning in the background. "Patent pending."
"Wait," Dakota spoke up. "That wasn't there when we were gathered on the docks."
"I had the interns set it up after the challenge," Chris explained. "Now Max," he turned to the villain. "Any last words?
"Yes," Max answered simply before clearing his throat. "You have all sorely underestimated the true grasp of my e-vil," he said dramatically, the camera zooming in as his eyes turned red and the air around him darkened. "Even now, the seeds of my evil plan have-"
"Enough already," Chris interrupted in irritation as the camera cut outward to show the whole cannon and those watching it. The host pressed the button on his remote, and the cannon finally fired.
"I shall have my REVENGE!" Max yelled as he was flung into the night, his former teammates watching on as the opening notes of the capstone theme played in the background.
"Yeah, like I've never heard that before," Chris commented as he turned from the rapidly-disappearing form of Max to face the camera. "Not about to miss having him around," he told it with a laugh as the capstone theme began in earnest.
"Well, that's one down and fifteen to go," he continued with a widening grin. "Who's the next person to test my new elimination device? Find out right here. Next time. On Total! Drama! Daaaaaaaanger Island!"
The camera jumped outward with each part of the title as usual, ending with a long-distance shot of Wawanakwa with the moon's broken reflection shimmering on the surface of the lake.
(Roll the Credits)
Author's Note Post Script: So, how about that cast? This is the first time where I can't really talk about why I set up the teams the way I did because it was done deliberately to get certain plot points going better.
But I can talk about Max. Now, I know that for some weird reason he's popular. I don't get it. Honestly my dislike for the guy might actually be more intense than my hatred of Courtney. Sad to say, but I couldn't bring myself to write him in a way that didn't tick off his team. Which meant that where I have some ideas for Olivia, Max was just gonna be that guy that you wonder how he made it so far. So with no plot and my own bias, he was the natural first boot. Sorry to his fans.
Regarding Lindsay. As you may have noticed, I'm calling her a ditzy genius. That's because in canon, if you paid attention, Lindsay was damn smart. I mean, she took apart and rebuilt a motorcycle in the time it took the other campers to build the most basic bikes.
And then there's Leonard. I know a lot of people were expecting him to be sent home first, but. I came up with a Leonard/Lindsay friendship and I don't really wanna give that up just yet.
Speaking of friendships, you didn't honestly think I'd not give Owen a buddy did you? He and Contessa are gonna be real close as the season progresses.
Now for who I imagine voicing the Danger Island campers:
Carly- Marinette from Miraculous Ladybug
Contessa - Terra from Teen Titans
Mitch - Sawyer from Bella and the Bulldogs
Olivia - Chloe from Miraculous Ladybug
Rebecca - Melissa from Milo Murphy's Law
Terrance - DJ from Total Drama
But yeah. I hope I managed to keep everyone in character, it's always rough for me the first few chapters. Let me know what you thought of the cast and of the premiere as a whole, and I'll see you all next week.
Now remember, four Heroes and Four Villains are moving on to next season. And six are going to Redemption. Sadly that does mean two campers will only get one season of competition.
And as always I'm sure I'm forgetting to mention something.
I hope you all enjoyed the episode, or some part of it.
With that I'm signing off
-TotalDramaFan14
RDDI ELIMINATION TABLE:
16th Place: Max