Okay! Here it is, the first chapter of Total Drama Pop Culture! I'm sorry if your character didn't make it, but I do ask that you continue to read and review this story to help the story excel and help me improve as a writer! There is also a new rp started that you are more than welcome to join if interested, just PM me for details! I also got a new computer, which is why this took me so long to post (Sorry about that!) Oh, and one more thing, due to my not paying attention, I added two more OC's than I originally intended. So, readers, enjoy that little treat, and please, enjoy the story!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Total Drama, any original Total Drama characters, or any OC's unless otherwise indicated as mine.
Chris McLean stood outside of an all too familiar movie lot, shooting his trademark white grin. "Last season, we returned to the island! This time around, we'll be returning to the abandoned movie lot put our contestant to the test with a whole new set of challenges! Each challenge will be based off something currently, or previously, popular in our culture! Movies, music, video games, books, and more will be the theme for each challenge! And to keep the drama brewing, we've incorporated contestants from the previous four seasons, as well as a handful of new contestants! Speaking of which… Here they are!"
An old bus, that looked like it hadn't been inspected in years, came to a screeching halt in front of the abandoned lot. The first contestant to step off was one that was no stranger to the game.
"McLame, run out of ways to torture us already? Is that why you need to resort to this?" Duncan asked.
"No! The themed challenges will bring in more viewers. That means, more money for me," Chris grinned.
This earned an eye role from the juvenile, but Chris decided to ignore it and introduce the next contestant. "Looks like the first of the fresh meet is here. Christian!"
A boy proudly stood at 6'1 and sported long brown hair that flowed. He had a tan complexion, a muscular frame, dark brown eyes, and long limbs. His weight was around 180 lbs., and he wore a light blue Beavis and Butthead shirt that read "Breakin' the Law," olive khaki shorts, and black sandals. On his left bicep, a tattoo of a great white shark was prominent.
"Chris, call me Buffy!" the fun-lover replied.
"Whatever floats your boat, dude," Chris replied. He turned to the next person to emerge from the bus. "Justin! Welcome back! Try not to get mangled this time, dude."
"Don't worry, Chris. I don't plan to," Justin replied simply.
Confessional Justin: After Action, I almost had to get my face completely remodeled. I'm not going to risk getting uglified again! Even if I did, I have the number of a great plastic surgeon on speed dial.
"Woohoo! Ladies and gentlemen, the party if here!" announced a girl with light brown skin, a curvy body, almond shaped, green eyes, and curly, black hair. She wore a green bandana that was folded and tied around her hair, a green crop top with a black leather jacket, black, high waisted shorts, and green converse. She had belly button, nose, and tongue piercings, as well as a tattoo of vines going up her leg and encircling her. She also had a tattoo on her wrist that read, "Free Me."
"Deylaine! Welcome to the show," Chris greeted.
"It's awesome to be here!" Deylaine cheered.
"That's what I thought, too," a girl with short, green hair and orange tinted skin warned.
"Dakota, you've handled the reverse mutation well," Chris said. "For the most part."
"Yeah, well, daddy won't pay for any more treatments," the heiress stated.
Confessional Dakota: If it were anything else, daddy would do it in a heartbeat. But, science is expensive. I NEED to win this season.
"Ugh, how do you find a foundation to match your complexion?" asked a girl with long, blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, a beauty mark on her cheek, and a belly button and cheek piercing. She wore a pink halter top, white skirt, and pink Jimmy Choo heels.
"Ugh, it's a total nightmare," Dakota admitted. "And so is finding shampoo. I mean, what makes radioactive hair healthy?"
"Not everyone can have hair as awesome as mine," Chris interrupted. "But, moving on… Trent's here!"
"What's up?" He greeted to everyone, only earning a hello from Dakota and Deylaine, as well as a fist bump from Buffy.
"Wow, the people here are just so exciting," mumbled another familiar contestant.
"Noah," Chris said, "welcome back!"
"A pleasure, as always," the bookworm mumbled sarcastically. "Just tell me the new people you picked out are more normal than the last two groups.
"You tell me," Chris said with a grin.
He looked at Buffy, Deylaine, and Olivia, then turned to a new presence waiting behind him.
The girl was pale with honey blonde curls that contrasted against her dirty blonde ones. She had blue eyes, and a tattoo of two butterflies with crosses on her hip; one black and white and the other yellow and black. She wore a black sundress with a red rose print on it, black ankle boots with a slight heel, and a black fedora with a feather on it.
"Looks like Sammi is here," Chris stated.
"Hey, Chris. Nice to meet you," Sammi replied.
"Meh, at least it's not Alejandro," Noah stated.
"Please, like that loser would show his face here again," seethed a venomous voice.
"The ever pleasant Heather," Chris introduced.
"Shut up! You still owe me my million, McLean!" Heather snapped.
"Yeah… The thing about that was, once the money left my hands, I was no longer liable for it," Chris stated.
"But you didn't even give me it! It was stolen by that little freak!" she argued.
He shrugged. "You should've moved faster. Speaking of moving on, looks like our next contestant, Courtney, is here!"
The CIT stepped off the bus and looked around at the crowd of contestants. She gave a single wave to Chris, put her luggage down, and went on her PDA.
Confessional Courtney: I can be the mature one… For now. I'm not ignoring the people who wronged me. I'm just choosing not to speak or associate with them. Don't get me wrong, I'm still going to make sure they're the first ones getting kicked off, but it's not like they need to know about that. Not just Duncan and Gwen, either. Alejandro and Heather are going down too."
"Wow, not a word. You're lucky, dude," Chris said to Duncan, only to get an eye roll in return.
"Hello everyone!" chirped a soft voice. The girl was short and slim long, red curls pulled up into pigtails. She wore a bright green ruffled skirt, white shirt, and black patent leathered shoes.
"Hello, Maggie," Chris greeted.
"Careful, someone might steal your pot of gold," Duncan warned.
A few people in the group chucked, but Maggie just blinked her green eyes.
"Pot of gold?" she asked.
Confessional Maggie: I'm sure Duncan wasn't trying to be mean! He's just trying to be humorous and make everyone more comfortable on the first day.
"… Anyway, Lindsay is here!" Chris announced.
Lindsay smiled and waved, then walked up to Olivia and Dakota. "Oh my gosh, you girls are do pretty!"
The two prima donna's beamed. "Thank you!"
Noah face palmed. "Great, now we've got two more air heads to deal with."
"Heh, like the three amigos," Scott pointed out.
Confessional Scott: After coming close to winning last season, I'm not getting kicked out this time. I'll just have to make an alliance with one of these doofus's… But who?"
Chris groaned. "This is taking forever! Can we hurry it up?"
"Yes, after all, time is money," stated the next new contestant. He was tall, about six feet to be exact, and very thin. His blonde hair was combed back, and wore a white, button up shirt, expensive jeans, and black shoes. He was actually quite good looking.
"Niles, my man! What's up?" Chris asked and offered a fist bump.
Niles promptly ignored him and walked over toward Olivia, Lindsay, and Dakota. He didn't say a word, but let the girls swoon over him.
"Hey… No one's swooned over me yet," Justin whined.
"Ha! Looks like you're old news, pretty boy," Heather taunted.
"Am not!" Justin replied immaturely.
"Will you both shut it?!" Niles snapped.
Confessional Niles: As if I would ever associate with these lower class rats out of this game… On second thought, I won't even associate with some of them IN the game. I don't see how people could possibly live like this!
Confessional Justin: *Justin is seen looking in a mirror, and then to the camera* Look at this face! It's irreplaceable!
"As if any of you could compete with my radical looks," stated the nerd of the show.
"Harold! Looking forward to this season?" Chris asked.
"You know it!" Harold replied. "I'm an expert on movies, video games-"
"Jacking o-Ow!" Duncan shouted when Courtney's elbow flew into his chest to interrupt him.
"Oops, my arm twitched," she explained and shrugged.
"Juvie, if you can't even take that, you're pathetic," Jo stated.
"All the twigs here are pathetic," Eva stated.
"Pathetic? Wouldn't you call the ancient art of jujitsu pathetic?" Harold ask as he swiped at the two. He didn't hurt them, but instead, cut the straps around their bags which made them crash to the ground.
"My weights!" they both growled, then looked at Harold. He quickly retreated behind Maggie.
"Now, now, there's no need for violence," stated another familiar, yet soft voice.
"Hold up, people! I'm starting to lose track! Okay, so now we've got Jo, Eva, and Dawn. Who's next?"
A rhythmic, electronic noise grew louder as another old timer stepped of the bus.
"Sam!" Dakota cheered and hugged him.
He chuckled and hugged her back. "Hey there, Dakota."
"Ew… She could totally do better," Olivia stated.
"I'd NEVER date out of my social class OR under my league," Niles agreed.
"Great, more narcissistic jerks, just what this show needs," Gwen stated sarcastically.
"Finally! Someone sane is here," Duncan said.
Gwen smiled and walked over to the delinquent. For a moment, they shared a brief kiss, then turned their attention back to the arriving contestants.
"Looks like our last newbie, Pete, is here!" Chris stated.
Pete was a bit overweight with stubble on his chubby chin and his brown hair tied back in a ponytail. He wore a black Star Wars shirt with a blue sleeved jacket over it, tattered gym pants, and sandals over his socks. On his right arm was a limited edition Matrix watch that he never took off.
"I'm going on an adventure!" Pete referenced.
Confessional Niles: I have never seen a sadder excuse of a human being in my life.
Confessional Noah: Great, just what this show needs, another Harold. Today can't get any worse.
"Hola, Chris," said the smooth, seductive voice of the antagonist from season three.
"And I lied…" Noah muttered.
"Alejandro! Ready for take two?" Chris asked.
"Yes, I suppose so," Alejandro answered. Aside from having short, choppy hair and the occasional scar, he healed well from his brush with the volcano.
"Good, now, I'm running out of precious air time! Get your butts off the bus!" Chris ordered.
Mike and Cody scrambled out and looked around.
"Ladies," Cody greeted, but was ultimately ignored aside from a wave or hello from Dawn, Sammi, and Maggie.
Confessional Mike: Sure, I'm a little sad Zoey isn't competing this season. But, I told her I'd win this for her! It should be easier without my multiple personalities getting in the way. At least I don't need to be paranoid about people finding out anymore.
Confessional Alejandro: I was completely humiliated at the end of the third season. Heather is going down. I'm fortunate enough to have new pawns and the others from last season, but I don't know how much they know about my strategies. I'm going to have to find a suitable ally quickly if I want to remain in the game, and no one will stop me, because I am
Confessional Heather: I'm interested to see how Alejandro will play the game now that people know he isn't the perfect many everyone thought he was. If anything, he's a distraction, and will get kicked out right away. No one will beat me, I'm…
Confessional Courtney: After four seasons, this whole losing thing is getting old. Especially when you're the one who carries your team along. The other's better watching out, because I'm not holding back this time. This season, I'm…
Confessional Alejandro: Out…
Confessional Heather: For…
Confessional Courtney: Blood.
"Lunch time! Follow me!" Chris announced.
He led the group of unsuspecting teens to the mess hall, and had them take a seat. "Good! Now, newbies, I believe it's time you met Chef Hachet, and tasted one of his… delicious meals."
"Ten hut, maggots!" Chef yelled, making everyone sit upright. "The rules here are simple. I serve the slop, you eat the slop. Now…" he snapped his fingers, making a slew of interns place food in front of each contestant. "Dig in. It's my special lamb stew."
"Oh… This doesn't look to bad," Maggie stated.
"This looked like what you gave us in first class? Why are you giving us food like this to eat before we even have the first challenge?" Courtney asked.
"Easy! Because it alludes to your challenge," Chris stated. "Enjoy your meal and rest up while you can! The fun starts tonight, because… You've all be chosen for tribute! Who will thrive? Who will survive? And who will the canon blow for? Find out next time on Total! Drama! Pop Culture!
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Okay, that's the intro chapter! Please review and tell me what you thought! Sorry I couldn't get more detailed, but I know how long and drawn out these can get, and I really can't wait to start writing the challenges. If you can give me any tips on how to write your character better, please PM me how to do so! Again, I'm sorry if your character didn't make it in, but I hope you stick around to read. After all, your favorite character may win, or there may be a challenge based on your favorite thing!
Also, I'm going to do a poll, either for every chapter or every challenge they have. The poll will traditionally be on my profile, with the exception of this time. This time, I'd like you to PM me or leave your answer WITH the review you write.
Q: What challenge theme would you like to see this season?
And, finally, I will leave you with the names and stereotypes of the newest OC's. Again, thanks for reading!
Sammi (The Bubbly Sweetheart)
Buffy (The Fun-loving Schemer)
Olivia (The Prima Donna)
Maggie (The Childishly Innocent One)
Deylaine (The Party Animal)
Pete (The Movie Geek)
Niles (The Rich Brat)
