Year 30004285* .

In the distant future, after world War V humanity is no more alone. Robots, which started to come out in massive production a few centuries ago, gained an upper level of AI (artificial intelligence) and had their own uprising, however, as they considered humans as their creators and progenitors of the idea of living machinery, peace has been kept until now and they all live together in the futuristic society, where total consideration for taking care of planet earth has been thrown aside. Screw mother earth, Why should you care so deeply about earth when you can colonize another planet? That's just silly. So, big cities, factories, rivers of caustic materia and radiation is something common and often seen.

Animals of various kinds have taken a turn as well, bio enginery has mutated most species to create hybrids for various purposes, for example a goat and a cow were cross-breeded and the result was a cow whose milk tastes like goat's. Pretty cool, uh? Beyond that, human genome is so messed up with various Types of DNA; alien DNA and animal chromosomes to create human hybrids in order to gain upper abilities, cyborgs are also a pretty common thing as immortality can be easily reached- if you have enough money to pay for the repair of your mechanical body, that's it. An human mind can also be uploaded into a robot body or a computer, but that's pretty expensive if you ask me.

You know how it's been so selfish to think humans are alone in the universe. After a few years of failed contacts to what's far beyond, humanity managed to meet for the first time aliens from unknown nebulae, although the first ones weren't that kind... They tried to set an alien parasite (their "god") that wanted to devour earth! Fortunately they were stopped- murdered, actually. Next ones were actually kind of cute (their faces were like little butts) and showed off to be friendly, from them on a variety of aliens from another planets and another dimensions have come, some of them peaceful and some not so much.

A few years back, Plants weren't regarded as "sentient beings" since they were unable to actually harbor emotions despite being living things, but that changed sooner than later as their evolution methods improved due the atmosphere of the planet, and some vegetal species came to be more related to human beings in shapes and mentality. So, if you are single and want a child of your own, you can buy a few special seeds, bury them in good soil, sprinkle some water and Ta-dah. you'll grow a cabbage child in less than a day.

Also the ozone fold is pretty screwed by now, so the holes on it and the portals to another dimensions that are being opened frequently allowed beasts and monsters from unknown cosmos made their ways to earth; but are usually kept under control. Most ignorant people haven't seen them but are aware of their existence.

Before, Nuclear fision was a big hit despite the consequences it conveyed, and nuclear fusion was a big deal but nowadays it's not trendy. After all, you can get energy from a nuclear fusion from a star; you can rent a ship and go to a star just to charge your Android phone. Nothing out of the ordinary. Most big industries have alternative ways of getting energy, the most recognized one being that of extracting energy from the molecules of milk based products. Don't ask why or how that works because I have no clue, neither I know who came up with the idea, the point is that it actually works efficiently, although it exploits biologic life forms capable of producing milk or any lactose based product.

The biggest company yet is the cosmic association of Twin Island's Milkery, it (supposedly) had its origins on earth, and now there are many branches all over the cosmos. Most employees are non human, hybrids, cyborgs or aliens and other beings that can't quite be labeled as humans anymore, and each have their own robot assistants with a pretty incredible AI, but without the correct configurations to think by themselves and start a rebellion. So, they stay as just assistants, unable to actually feel human emotions. Among the scientists, one of them stands out; The Professor Mo White, who recently has been called by the CEO of Twin Island's Milkery to the office of the main branch, in earth.

Although, he isn't exactly about to be given an award of sorts or something. Instead, the leader of the branch didn't look pretty much pleased to see the professor.

"Mo White"
Said a woman with metallic limbs, and whose hair was made out of octopus tentacles; the CEO and chairwoman of all the operation. She eyed said professor with nothing but disdain.

"Long time no see. After last time's disaster, I started to think that you probably quited to keep your dignity"

Professor Mo White, the scientist in question wasn't that bad looking himself, being tall and slim as he (like mostly everyone in the company) sports a mechanical body, with various outlines over his face where the metal pieces join; and with a practically white skin, as well as shaggy gray hair despite that his face looks like that of a 25-30 years old man. His eyes are obscured by his tick glasses, and his attire consists in a white lab coat, under it a dark blue sweater with a big logo saying "MO" and the symbol of a cow (which is pretty normal, if you consider they work with lactose). His pants are plain black, and he sports mechanical boots, not to mention that his hands are clearly synthetic. And that's about it, as I said not that bad if you consider he's 389 years old.

Mo White is usually a proud person, proud of his genius and abilities, but right now he's kinda losing it as he's probably gonna be fired.

"L-Listen Mrs. CEO, I know last time was pretty screwed, but please"
He said in a frantic tone, almost begging.
"You can't fire me! I've been one of the company's most recognized Scientists ever since it started!"

He tried stating his point at the bored CEO, who wasn't pretty interested in listening a thing.

"D-Don't you remember how I was picked to be a scientist, back during our University years? You all had great expectations for me!"

The woman rolled her eyes.
"I remember you calling me a fat bitch when we shared a room"

Professor Mo immediately shut up. Well, he did say that, but to his defense she was pretty fat. Now, she's actually sexy.

"But... That helped you, didn't it? You got yourself a whole new body that fits your pretty face! All thanks to me! Hahaha!"

That "confident laugh" was as fake as it sounded. Nevertheless, the CEO let out a sigh.

"And I didn't call you here to fire you"

At this, Professor Mo smiled hopefully.

"Really?! Then my solicitude for a new mechanical body has been taken into consideration?"

His last mechanical body had been installed, like, 89 years ago, and it was already making some squeaky sounds. Repair fees for mechanical bodies are astronomical; the advantages of working for Twin Island's Milkery was that they payed for said repairs, since without them Professor Mo White would probably be done for in no time. Unfortunately, the tentacle haired woman shook her head.

"In all honesty, I only wanted to let you know that you're not fired, but that's it. There won't be more free repairs to your body, and no more experiments of yours will be put into consideration"

This made the professor's face drop.

"What?! Why?"

The woman stared at him with nothing but pure venom.

"You know I can't fire you because of our policy, but I won't risk ourselves getting exposed to any kind of sue because of your lame experiments. Last time, you controlled a group of lobsters and obligated them into mating with humans; and you know what happened next?"

She paused, then raised her voice.

"Hybrids! Fucking cannibal hybrids we had to get rid of! And you still wonder why I sent you to that small, run down lab in the bottom floor? Because I though that down there you won't be able to get into any sort of trouble!"

The professor gasped at such a revelation.

"You did that? You fat bitch!"

He couldn't control his mouth this time, but the woman seemed uncaring of the insult as she folded some paperwork.

"Well, that's about it. No more experimenting for you, and I'm not giving you a new body, so you should go back to your lab and wait quietly for death to come. I dunno, call your ex-wife and family or something, they would probably use some info about you"

She finished saying, looking away from the man.

"But-"
He tried again, but soon enough a pair of oversized robots with gears in their faces grabbed him by the arms.

"Now"

Was all she said, as the robots took him away in a quick motion.

Back in his lab, the professor let out a huge sigh, kicking away the scrap pieces of rusted machinery all over the small, run down place full of gigantic spider webs and broken pieces of what used to be functional technology, now thrown aside like mere garbage. A minute passed by, and seeing that his sigh didn't catch anyone's attention, the cyborg man sighed again; louder this time, and once again it went unheard. Annoyed, the professor crossed his arms with a frown.

"Leftie!"

He called out, and finally someone noticed him. It was his sole robot assistant, Leftie 66177, and the only partner he had in that shit hole. And also the one he usually vent his anger on. The robot was sitting in front of a very old TV, he seemed to be so absorbed in watching some show of sorts that he barely registered how his master returned with the face of a grumpy pug dog.

Despite a robot, Leftie was made out to look pretty human; like an human child with sky blue, messy hair and dark blue eyes whose look was devoid of emotions. His skin was clear white and he had a cute round face, his attire consisting in a red Chinese uniform trimmed in yellow.

"Ah, Professor. Welcome back"

Said the small robot absent-mindedly with an emotionless voice.
"But I must correct you that my name is not Leftie. My name is Leftie 66177-"

He didn't even have time to finish, since the professor cut him short.

"Whatever! You knew the CEO sent us here to let us rot with no possibilities to ever make another experiment?"

And to his surprise, Leftie nodded.

"Yes. I though it was obvious"

The cyborg man put his hands over his face, feeling kind of miserable and outdated, like every other piece of scrap in that small, abandoned lab.

"No, it wasn't!"
He cried out, his tone sounding oh so upset and heartbroken.
"I'm done for. No more repairs to my mechanical body, no more experiments, no more science for me. I'm finito, bye bye, adiós, sayonara, kaput"

He wailed, and went to sit down in the dirty floor beside his robot. At this point in their lives, neither of them seemed to mind all the dust and filth in the whole place that had this air of a dumpster rather than an actual laboratory. But hey, they have been working in that lab for 88 years by now, plenty of time to get used to the rusted metal and giant spiders that nest in every corner. Leftie just stared with his usual cute but blank expression, after all he lacked the correct configurations to actually feel any sort of human emotion.

"Watch your tongue, professor. What would your ex-wife say?"

The professor groaned, not wanting to argue any further.

"Don't. Talk. About. That woman"

"Understood"

Was the only response, then he went silent much to the professor's surprise. He hadn't noticed until now how Leftie was paying his total attention to something displayed in that old, shitty TV. Uncovering his face, Mo White realized what it actually was; sort of an old reality show that took place in a summer camp, on it was displayed a slim and sexy teenager with long, blackish gray hair- Heather, from Total Drama's first season, she looked frightened upon seeing the sumo wrestler come at her. Then, there was Trent, running away from the Mime like a madman, and then Tyler in the loser's boat, surrounded by all the chickens. It was funny, to be honest. The professor couldn't keep himself from asking- out of scientific curiosity, of course.

"Leftie... What are you watching?"

The robot turned his attention to him.

"I had been trying to clean some of the fill in this small, abandoned place; when I suddenly stumbled upon an old, long forgotten VHS. It happened to be the recording of a pretty crude reality show"

Leftie explained with his blank tone, but he himself seemed to be amused by the show, even if a bit. The professor hummed, and putting a finger to his chin, he started plotting something inside his mechanical head.

"Little Leftie, do you happen to have the first episode of this?"

The blue haired robot nodded.

"Let's watch it. I think I've got an idea for a new experiment"

For the first time, Leftie looked genuinely concerned at this; especially after that experiment with the lobsters.

"If I may ask, what kind of experiment will it be?"

The professor grinned wickedly, something often seen when you deal with a mad scientist.

"Something that will get us out of this shit hole"

A/N: helloooooo! First time doing a SYOC by myself, so I think it may have not been a good idea to plan something as complex as this, but whatever!

Rules~

#1 This will be a futuristic reality show, so I'll take you guys all around the cosmos and we'll see some weird stuff, aliens and hybrids and robots all around, so beware of whatever random thing comes at us!

#2 We're like, in the real real future, so I'm expecting really nice characters. They need to be humanoid, though, but besides that you can make anything that may or may not not make scientific sense of sorts; everything I put at the beginning was to give you ideas. Robots, human and animal hybrids, humanoid plants, aliens of any sort, dimensional shamblers, people with tentacle made hair, cyborgs, all of that is alright, also anything supernatural like a succubus or vampires or werewolves are alright; this is the future and we don't know what the hell can be out there, maybe Hitler is alive again, like Walt Disney! But I'm rambling right now. Honestly, I want you guys to go crazy with this and give me a nice bunch to work with.

#3 I want you guys to fill the app thoroughly, and be descriptive in what your characters are and their personalities, please, if I reject an app it will probably be because it's not descriptive enough.

#4 The cast will be 14; five males, five females and 4 undefined/hermaphrodite/asexual/androgynous/whatever. ONCE AGAIN, GO WILD! Your character can identify themselves with a gender or pronoun, but they don't necessarily need to look like it, you have infinite options to create characters! Have fun :)

#5 No Mary Sues or Gary Stus. They're so boring and annoying, Professor Mo would make them the first booth just for the sake of it. Money can't buy happiness, and technology can't fix flaws. Also, you can send up to two characters, and if I don't accept them, you can keep sending until one is accepted. App will be on my profile as well.

#6 Please read this prologue, yes, I'm talking to you, you who immediately went towards the rules or the app. Is important that you all understand the environment before sending. Also, Mo White and Leftie don't belong to me; Kudos to Mili for creating them. If you read and understand all the rules, then leave a review saying "I am Leftie 66177"

#5 Please, if your character gets in, review to let me know what do you think, I need your help to know if I'm doing a good enough job. That would be pretty nice :)
If you don't leave reviews, I'll probably think you're not that interested, and you'll character will probably get the booth.

#6 Let's have fun with this! And we'll see if Professor Mo and Leftie get back their jobs! This is Total Drama Cosmic Colapse!

Le App~

Full Name:

Label/Stereotype: (Be ORIGINAL)

Species: (humanoid please, cyborgs or aliens or hybrids or whatever is completely legal)

Age: (in this environment, age doesn't matter all that much, but you must put what is your actual age, and which age you look like. For example, Professor Mo is 389 but looks like 25-30)

Gender: (male, female, or undefined/hermaphrodite/asexual/androgynous/whatever)

Sexuality: (Everything is welcome. Literally, if you mate with lobsters that's okay with Professor Mo and Leftie)

Personality: (The most detailed possible.)

Bio: (Be descriptive, if you're a cyborg or something please tell us how you came to be, or if you're an alien how or when did you arrive, you get the idea)

~Appearance~

Physical Appearance: (Include: Body shape, how tall they're, skin color, hair color and style, define whatever weird limb or mechanical part you may have, any oddity of your appearance may be written down there, including tattoos and scars)

Normal Clothes: (Their everyday clothes that they use in almost every episode. Includes any sort of robotic armor, attire, uniform, accesory like glasses or piercings, or if you are completely naked... Then I'll make you wear a loincloth! Please, Leftie is still a child)

Formal Clothes: (The fancy clothes that they use when going to balls or other formal events.)

Swimsuit: (Self explanatory.)

~Interactions~

What kind of people would be their friends?:

What kind of people would be their enemies?:

Opinion of Professor Mo White, the host:

Opinion of Leftie 66177, the co-host:

The prize is 2.000.000* cosmic credits! That's enough to buy 300 brand new mechanical bodies! What will you do with them?

~Personal Stuffs~

Strengths: (Max.3)

Weakness: (Min.2)

Likes:

Dislikes:

Abilities!: (let's be honest, even if you're human, you'll have some supernatural abilities you'll want to brag about, and also they'll also help you with the challenges, it can be from wings to fly, to a mermaid tail to swim, to a robot body or maybe you're an human with mind powers or something. Please, do not exaggerate or make it too overpowered, God like powers are unacceptable, and even robots have their perks)

Dreams/Goals:

Fears: (Min.1)

Where does your character come from? (another, dimension, another planet, a factory, the bottom of the sea, can be from anywhere)

Cherished One: (if your character gets to the finale, there'll be one or more of their Cherished ones, cheering or maybe just salivating upon seeing the money. It may be your dearest friend, a member of your family, your lover, your crush, your ex-wife... If there's more than one, mention them as well)

~Romance~

Open to a romantic relationship?: (Yes/No)

If yes with who?: (Optional, only if you say yes to the above question. Be descriptive, since there's a lot of weird crap out there)

Species Barrier: (Would your character fall in love for someone of a different species? If so how do they cope with that? You know, there's a lot out there)

~Others~

It's me! The Professor Mo White, a brilliant scientist from Twin Island's Milkery! Tell me, how much am I allowed to mess with your little contestant? A bit? A lot? Can I leave your character in a planet with four suns?

It is me, Leftie 66177. How far your character will go in order to win the prize? Will they throw their game for the sake of a friend or a close one?

Anything Else?: (Optional, Anything that I forgot to ask for or that I need to know about your character.)

Audition Tape: (Important, don't neglect it as it may allow me to see your character in action. I'll publish the audition tapes for everyone to see, but obviously your character won't be aware of that.)

That's all folks! Next update will have audition tapes and a few comments about the accepted characters as Professor Mo and Leftie review them!