Hey everyone Ben here and I am making my first ever all oc Total drama story. I have been in a few of them as of lately and I really like them and so I decided to do one of my own. So pretty much I need 20 ocs 10 girls and 10 boys. I do have a couple of rules.

Rule 1: no Mary Sue or Gary Stu

Rule 2: please don't have them related to a previous contestant

Rule 3: limit of 2 characters to send in

Rule 4: I prefer it over reviews but I'll still take PM sent

Thank you for listening.

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"You can't do this to me do you know who I am?" Standing in front of a desk stood the middle age wash up host, Chris Mclean.

Sitting on a rather large red chair was the boss of the company. "Look Mclean I am well aware of your… extensive career but after last year's performances and the lack of episodes I see no reason why is should continue the Total Drama series."

Chris face turns bright red of anger. Years of working and after failed gig after failed gig he finally return to his fame because of this show and be damn if will let it die this way.

"Give me another chance the fan need me." Chris almost beg.

"I'm sorry McLean my hands are tied I'm sorry unless you find the money this season will be cancelled… Good bye Mr. McLean."

After a minute of a few unpleasant words were said mostly by the old host. Chris Mclean was thrown out of the studios by 2 security guards. Chris with a growl stood up and brush the dirt off his suit. Wait in a old crappy red pickup was his assistant Chef Hachet who was in a middle of a fashion magazine.

"How did it go Chris?" Chef said nonchalantly.

Chris sighs and gets in the shotgun side of the car. Chris had a distraught look on his face as Chef said nothing and began to drive off.

They sat in awkward silence until McLean's phone went off cutting through the silence Chris look down and pick up and answer. "Hello Chris McLean here" the ex host sang the last part of his name. However he heard somethign unexpected.

"Hello Mr. McLean" A low female voice heard. "I heard you lost your show." She brought up as Chris's face turn to annoyance

"Yes I did... who is this?"

"Who I am doesn't matter but me and my employer does not want this show to end... so we are offering you a set, a crew and investments" She said as Chris face lit up. "however we would like a good amount of the profit."

"I understand and thank you..." He hung up. "Chef we got ourself a sixth season haha"

"How?" Chef look over.

"Some random woman offered us all we need." Chris's hand rub together

"And you don't find that at all suspicious?" Chef question.

"Nope"

Chef shrug as they drove off to the new set. They over look a set that look more like the Apocalypse storm by. It was a big run down factory with shattered windows and the holes everywhere. The surround land cape was nothing but a barren wasteland. To the far south was a junk yard and to the east was a town that was used to test missiles and was newly gone. The host grins. "This is going to be the best season yet... Chef send out the apps"

Chef mumbles and walks off.

XXX

Application

(Basic info)

Name:

Gender:

Age:

Sexuality:

Stereotype:

Where are they from:

(Physical appearance)

Hair:

Eye:

Skin tone:

Body design:

(Attire)

Normal clothing:

Swim wear:

Sleep wear:

Accessories:

Battle gear:

(Facts)

Personality:

Back story:

Likes:

Dislikes:

Strength:

Weakness:

Fears:

Hobbies:

Relationship yes or no:

If yes then with who:

Who would they be friends with:

Who would they be enemies with:

Audition Tape:

Can't wait to see what you guys send in and this is not a first comes first serve and I hope you guys will like this. Seeya next time.