(A/N: And here it is- the beginning of the end for the Camp TV trilogy. I won't give away any spoilers, but I will caution you as to the content of the story. It's a lot darker than its predecessors- a LOT. Some of the moments are downright depressing. The reason for this is that last season was going to be kind of gloomy, especially the original identity of the Shadow, but I cut pretty much all of that stuff. So I'll say it again: this is NOT a happy story, at least not initially. It's still a comedy, sure, but a pretty damn dark one. As for the end, it's up for you to decide- just like last season, I know a few of you were thrilled to see a certain someone pull out the win, while others… not so thrilled. Well, now that we've got that out of the way, it's time for Camp TV: Overload!)
Tweek scurried around the airfield, glancing around nervously. He had been given one simple task: wait for Chris to arrive. Tweek wasn't quite sure how one could muck up waiting for someone, but if anyone could, it would him.
"Oh god," Tweek groaned, "a new season, what am I gonna do? Oh god, oh- GAHHHHHH! CHRIS!"
Chris stood behind Tweek, an unamused look on the host's face.
"Dude," Chris said, "take a pill. Show hasn't even started yet!"
"GAH! I know, I know! It's just- OH GOD, THE SLENDERMAN!" Tweek cried.
Chris glanced around the airfield, now looking incredibly annoyed.
"What are you TALKING about?" Chris demanded, "Just… just go get the plane prepped!"
Tweek nodded, and scurried off.
Chris sighed. The host began mumbling to himself, when another intern walked up to the man, and whispered something in his ear.
"Oh," Chris said, "are we? In that case, GET OUT OF HERE! I'M NOT PAYING YOU TO HOG MY SCREENTIME!"
"You're not paying me at all!"
"EXACTLY!" Chris exclaimed.
The man scurried off, and Chris let out a sigh. The host then put on his signature smirk, and winked at the now-rolling camera.
"Welcome, to the final season of CAMP TV!" Chris announced, "We're going to go out with one HELL of a bang this summer! We have twenty-one contestants on their way here to compete around-the-world for ONE. MILLION. DOLLARS! That's right, this season, we'll be voyaging around the world on the Camp TV Jumbo jet! We'll be competing in lush rainforests, artic tundra's, barren wastelands, and even in various cities around the world! Don't be surprised if you see a few cast members running around in YOUR hometown! This season we'll be having your favorite players from the film lot- Cody, Gwen, Trent, Noah, Justin, and somehow… Izzy… as well as some season one favorites that didn't make the cut last year, like Geoff and LeShawna! We'll also be welcoming four new contestants, including Josh from Celebrity Manhunt! So join us as we get ready for one last, incredibly awesome season here on:
CAMP TV:
OVERLOAD!"
(Intro)
When the film lot was back in view however, Chris was still standing by himself, no contestants in sight.
"Sorry folks," Chris muttered, "looks like the contestants haven't quite arriv- hold the phone, methinks a bus is approaching in the distance!"
Sure enough, a bus had arrived at the airfield, and pulled up next to Chris. The doors swung open, and out stepped Trent.
"What took you so long?" Chris asked, "Did you, like, launch a quest to find a Holy Grail or something? Because that's the ONLY LOGICAL REASON you should be late right now!"
"Sorry," Trent shrugged, "blame the bus driver, not me!"
The next two contestants to get off the bus were Gwen and Bridgette.
"Introducing Gwen, who took third place last season," Chris nodded.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Bridgette asked, narrowing her eyes.
"Oh, of course!" Chris smiled, "That over there is Trent, winner of the original Camp TV!"
"I don't get an introduction?" Bridgette asked.
"Mm… No, no one loves you," Chris told the girl.
Bridgette opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off.
"For the love of god, SHUT UP!" Noah exclaimed, stepping off the bus.
"Aww, but come on!" Izzy pouted, "I didn't even get to the part about the Yakuza-"
"Don't want to hear it," Noah huffed, crossing his arms, "and frankly, I couldn't care less if I TRIED."
"…Noah and Izzy," Chris said.
Cody then literally LEAPT off of this bus, and cowered behind Chris.
"Oh man," Cody groaned, "you HAVE to help me! Sierra's a total whackjob, you can't make me compete with her, she'll kill me or something!"
"Oh, Codykinz!" a voice from the bus called, "Where art thou?"
"Cody, runner up from last season, along with one of our new contestants, Sierra!" Chris announced.
"Uh, is this the set for the new season?" Lindsay asked, getting off the bus, "No, wait… this is an airport…"
"This IS the set for the new season," Gwen snapped, "at least until we get on the plane."
"Gosh!" Harold exclaimed, getting off the bus, "Finally, another chance to compete! I'll have another chance at showing off my mad skills-"
"Save it, dweeb," Eva scoffed, pushing Harold to the ground and walking past him, "if ANYONE is getting the chance to show off their skills this season, it's me."
"Girl," LeShawna huffed, "you haven't changed at all, have you?"
LeShawna stepped off the bus, glared at Eva, and then smiled at the rest of the contestants.
"Hey y'all!" she said, "Good to be back!"
"Hey LeShawna," Bridgette smiled, "missed you last season."
The next person off the bus was a male who wore a plain white t-shirt, jeans, and converse. He had brown hair, and while no one recognized him, there was something vaguely familiar about his presence.
"uh, bro?" Chris asked, "Think you got on the wrong bus, this is the set of Camp TV-"
"No," the teen said, "it's me… you know, Duncan?"
Everyone gasped.
"But…" Chris said, "you're not…"
"Yeah," Duncan sighed, "I know… it's… sort of a long… well, not long, but it's a story I don't want to bother you with."
"Huh," Noah murmured, stroking his chin, "not dressed like a creep or acting like a jackass towards everyone. I like it."
"Okay," Chris muttered, clearly disturbed, "why don't you go… stand over there…. Duncan…"
Duncan shrugged, and did as he was told. Katie was the next person to slink off the bus. While everyone was more mad at Heather than her, there was still lingering animosity towards her from some of the contestants, such as LeShawna, Harold and Bridgette. Wisely enough, Katie silently took her place amongst the other contestants, hoping to start the season off on the right foot.
Next off was Justin. The teen stepped of the bus, a smirk on his face, and winked at the camera.
"Justin," Chris greeted, "how's our budding movie star doing?"
"Good, good," Justin nodded, "The Highlander went well at the box office, and I just signed on for another movie once this season is over."
"Hey bro," Trent greeted, fist bumping Justin, "haven't heard from you in a while."
"Yeah," Justin sighed, "been busy. I was actually under contract to not communicate with anyone off the set until the movie was out, so I couldn't release any spoilers-"
"That's nice," Chris yawned, "bring out the next contestants!"
As it would happen, the next contestants were Geoff and Owen.
"Woo!" Geoff cheered, "Super-stoked to be back, dudes!"
"Yeah," Owen agreed, "I'll miss hosting the aftermath, though…"
"Cheer up," Geoff smiled, "I mean, this is a chance to win a MILLION DOLLARS!... Besides, get eliminated early enough, and maybe they'll give you your old job back."
"Aww, you really think so?" Owen asked.
"I'm sure they would Owen," Courtney smiled, stepping off the bus, "but I'm more concerned with why you'd give up the chance at all that money."
"COURTNEY!" Geoff exclaimed, "Courtney! Uh, hey! How's it… going?"
"Fine, thanks," Courtney smiled, "good to see you, Geoff."
"Our other new contestant, and my former legal advisor," Chris announced, "COURTNEY!"
"Thanks Chris," Courtney smiled, "I'm glad to be here to compete with all of-"
"Pfft," Heather scoffed, stepping off the bus, "see if you still feel that way at home after I eliminate you."
"Nice to meet you too, Heather," Courtney sighed.
Tyler jumped out of the bus, an excited look in his eye.
"Yeah!" he cheered, "I'm in it to win it this season, baby! All the way to the finals, and beyond!"
"There is no beyond," Noah scoffed, "after the finals, its over."
"Oh," Tyler thought, "in that case… all the way to the finals, and… not... beyond!"
Then it was Josh's turn to make an entrance. The man simply smiled, and brushed off his suit.
"Well," he said, "I'm here now, may as well make the best of it. Hey Cody, guys, how's it going?"
"Josh from Celebrity Manhunt, everybody!" Chris announced.
"Glad to be here," Josh smiled, "say, I don't suppose I could get a few of you to agree to an exclusive after this is over, could I?"
"Of course you can," Eva smiled, flicking her hair, "I'd be glad to-"
"Actually I was thinking more of, like, Geoff or Justin, or something," Josh shrugged.
"Sure thing, dude," Geoff smiled, "I'd be glad to-"
"Alright, alright, enough," Chris snapped, "I've got a show to host, you know, and there's one contestant left to introduce. So, without further ado, our fourth newbie and last contestant of the evening… ALEJANDRO!"
When Alejandro stepped off the bus, Justin, Trent and Cody all exchanged nervous glances.
"Hola," Alejandro greeted, "thank you for allowing me to be on your show, Chris, it's a real honor. And might I say how GREAT it is to see my old amigo Justin? Ah, and of course, Trent and Cody. Always a pleasure."
"Alejandro…" Justin muttered, glaring at the teen.
A few of the girls, such as Eva and LeShawna, swooned at the sight of Alejandro.
"Ladies, please," Alejandro smiled, "we'll have to save your enthusiasm for later; alas, Chris does have a show to host."
"That I do," Chris smiled.
"Hey," Cody put in, "did anybody notice that was the same bus driver from the special last season?"
"Did anybody notice I DON'T GIVE A DAMN?" Chris demanded, "You could all take lessons from Alejandro, I mean, really! Now, let's head to the jumbo jet, shall we?"
As Chris led the contestants down the air field, planes roared past the group, startling a few of the contestants.
"Relax," Alejandro smiled, "the planes are on set courses. As long as we don't wander on to the designated path-"
"PLANE!" Chris shouted.
Everyone let out a yelp, and scrambled to get out of the way. Chris, however, merely began laughing.
"I'm just screwing with you," the host chuckled, "c'mon, this way."
~o.0.o~
At long last, the twenty one contestants stood before the jumbo jet. While big, it looked INCREDIBLY unstable- of course, Chris himself probably had something to do with that.
"This," the host smiled, "is the Camp TV Jumbo Jet! This is the place you'll hang you and your enemies' heads while battling across the globe in these coming months. So, let's board the plane and-"
"I'm not getting on that thing," Heather huffed, "there's NO possible way it could be safe."
"True," Chris nodded, "but uh, if I were you, I'd want my money from last season."
"Oh, I'll get my money," Heather snapped, "and the money from THIS season, too."
Heather sighed, then looked the plane up and down.
"Whatever," she sighed, "let's just get this over with."
Upon boarding the plane, the contestants found themselves in the drearily lit cargo hold. Rats scurried across the floor, and the faint odor of cherry poptarts hung in the air.
"This," Chris said, "is where the majority of you will be staying this summer."
"Of course it is," Noah groaned.
"What do you mean 'majority'?" Courtney asked.
"Follow me and I'll show you," Chris smiled.
Chris led the contestants through the cargo hold, and through a pair of curtains.
"Presenting," Chris smirked, "first class!"
The contestants gasped.
First class was actually... comfortable looking! The chairs were leather, there was a TV screen at the front of the room, a mini-bar, and a stewardess with a huge cart of snacks.
"My god," Noah gasped, "a part of this show that ISN'T a complete shit-hole!"
"Ha-ha," Chris frowned, "as I was saying, welcome to first class. After each challenge, while the losing team heads to the chopping block, the winning team will head up here to relax and enjoy the few days of rest between each challenge. So if you lose, you're stuck in the smelly cargo hold. Get it? Good. Now, the confessional is right through here-"
Chris showed them to the restroom- he had gone back to having the confessional be in the bathroom, as it would seem.
"Come in here to leave your confessions, you know the drill," Chris yawned, "the only other place on this jet are the pilot's cabin, and my quarter's, which are both RESTRICTED. That means YOU, Izzy. If I catch you in the pilot's cabin, you will be OUT OF THE GAME. GOT THAT?"
"Alright, alright," Izzy sighed, "yeesh."
"Good," Chris smiled, "then we'll set off for our first location, where we'll determine the teams, and have our first challenge of the season."
"Cool," Geoff smiled, "where are we headed, then?"
"The PERUVIAN RAINFOREST!" Chris announced, "So pack your bags and tune in next time for what's sure to be an action-packed episode of:
CAMP TV:
OVERLOAD!"
CONFESSIONAL: Alejandro
(Alejandro looks around, and double checks to make sure the door is locked. Confident no one is listening in, he smirks, and turns his attention to the camera)
"So, this is my competition? Pathetic. It'll be easier than I thought to win this season- but of course, that come second. Right now, I'll just focus on, you know, RUINING JUSTIN'S LIFE. And once I've take EVERYTHING from him, I'll move on to Cody, Trent, and you know what? I'll ruin Geoff's life too, just because I can. There's hell to pay, and I'm here to collect the bill. Wait, I'm forgetting something, aren't I? Oh, of course… SIERRA. She'll be the first down, I promise you. And then Justin? I'm gunning for you. When this is over, you'll wish I had just eliminated you and been done with it."
END CONFESSIONAL
(A/N: Kind of short, I know, I just wanted to do a quick introduction. Things will really start up next chapter. Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed it!)
