Disclaimer: The Total Drama series and everything in it belongs to, not me, but to Teletoon, Fresh T.V., Cartoon Network, and whatever other international company can afford and have bought the rights to it. That's right. I don't own it, but a guy can dream, can he? There's also violence, language, mild sexual themes and other things that you can see in a reality show.
Pride. Strength. Willpower. Charm. Intelligence. Wit.
These are the qualities that for years have created the perfect reality show competitor, and for years, Total Drama has experimented in creating the perfect champion. A true underdog. A strong spirit. A fire within their soul. A golden heart with golden dreams.
Now, the popular series that has continually entertained people around the world for years has now traveled to the place where dreams come true. And this time, the world can share in its glory.
But enough about that. Here's our story.
The noontime sun graciously glowed below the bustling city and grandiose space among the shining metropolis, with a blue sky blanketing within the area. The San Fernando Valley was bright and clear, much like it is during the rushing summertime. The valley dressed itself in green and brown, with a large silver blotch that marked the city. Beverly Hills shined with the rest of the city, sporting a green and ivory glow. On top of one hill was a large Spanish villa-inspired mansion, complete with a large pathway, garden and the road within. A limo appeared from the distance, driving up the road to the mansion that awaited it.
The limo stopped, and out came two older teens exiting the car as it they were in a slow-motion action clip. The one on the left was an alabaster-skinned lad, who towered so much as that the roof of the limo reached his chest. His chestnut brown hair burned a sultry golden hue as the rays kissed his root, and his hazel eyes were covered by a pair of dark Raybans. He looked muscled like a football jock, but that was only because he was, and his torso was accentuated through the black Slayer shirt that hung on his body and the cargo shorts along his legs. He looked like the typical heartthrob.
The one on the right, however, was shorter than the former and had darker skin, almost sun-kissed in tone. His black hair gave off a bright shine, his dark brown eyes perusing the area with excitement. He held his head high and put on a sand brown fedora, just enough to show his gelled bangs. He wore a red shirt with the words "New York" printed across his chest as if he was Superman, and with it a pair of denim blue jeans and black sneakers. [1]
Both teens reached the pathway leading to the door at the same time, eagerly waiting the next thing to happen to them, the mansion looking over them with a promising air. They looked at each other with a combination of trepidation and anxiety. Neither of them was expecting anything other than what was about to come to them. The shorter one sighed.
"You ready for this, Dalton?" he asked the taller one. "I mean, they probably picked you for a reason."
Dalton scoffed. "Well, they picked you, Charlie, so I don't see why," he retorted.
"You're such an idiot," he countered. "Now just knock on the door and show your business." He proceeded to push Dalton in front of the door but he moved forward regardless.
"Freak," he muttered grudgingly. He pressed the doorbell and shuffled out of the way from the doors. Charlie fidgeted anxiously while Dalton leaned against the right side of the archway. The door opened, and a young woman answered. She dressed more elegant than the two boys, arranging her golden blond hair in a distinct ponytail while fixing the collar on her stewardess-like blouse, his skirt riding up to her knees. A confused look showed through her blue eyes as she scanned Dalton eagerly.
"May I help you?" she asked wearily.
Dalton spoke up first. "Actually," he began in a more suave tone, causing Charlie to groan and facepalm in frustration. "It's how I can help you. Maybe if you haven't noticed, but I'm in the market for something new, and you're the first thing on my shopping list." He raised his eyebrows as if to court her and began to make a move, only for the woman to slam the door on his face. Charlie burst out laughing.
"I have not seen such a more epic fail than this!" he bellowed in between his fits of laughter.
"Oh yeah?" Dalton cried out. "I'd like to see you try!"
Charlie smirked. "Gladly," he replied coldly. "Just don't try to flirt with the older women. This is Beverly Hills, not Cougartown." He then proceeded to knock on the door while Dalton began taking selfies of himself. The same woman answered.
"Look," she said. "I'm not here to be dating anyone, no matter how much they look like Ryan Gosling." She pointed to Dalton, who was still on his phone.
Charlie rolled his eyes at him and readjusted his stance. "Actually," he started. "We were called here by someone for some kind of hosting gig? I don't think we've properly met. Charlie Stevens and Dalton Mortamick from North Hollywood?"
The woman tapped her finger twice on her chin before coming to a realization. "Ah, yes, Mr. Stevens," she replied in a more professional tone. "We've been expecting you. Come right in."
She led Charlie, who pulled Dalton from the archway, inside the mansion, which was more elegant than from the outside. The walls were painted a sultry gold, with silver chandeliers and statues of marble decorating the main hall. A two-way staircase enveloped the entrance to the haven within their reach. Charlie was absolutely astounded, but Dalton became somewhat skeptical about this. "What do you mean 'we', and why are you expecting us?" the latter asked.
"The producers, of course," she answered. "Of Total Drama. Sure you have heard of it?"
Charlie beamed. "That's only my favorite show ever! But how exactly did you find us? And for what exactly?"
The woman sighed. "For one thing, Mr. Stevens, your blog on just about everything was exceptional to read, and for your flirty friend, he had an amazing record in his school prior to this summer. Is it true that both of you are rivals?" She eyed them curiously while they laughed nervously.
Dalton became the first to pitch in. "It's more of a mutual hate," he understated.
"I see. Well, since the other producers and I were impressed with your impromptu application-"
Charlie stooped her. "What do you mean by applications?" he interrupted, confused. "I never sent any-"
"Of course you did. We just sent out a surveillance drone to each teenager's houses to survey them, and the two of you have made the most drama yet!"
"It still sounds a little far-fetched to me."
The woman sighed. "Anyway, we would like you two to host the new Total Drama spin-off for the States! Doesn't that sound inticing?"
Charlie squealed in a hushed tone. "Me? The host? Of Total Drama? Pinch me, I must be dreaming!"
"That can be arranged," Dalton replied evily, raising two fingers at the excited teen. The woman halted them both.
"This new spin-off will be created as an international event, and especially with the last four seasons going well for Canada, the beginning of the US series should be amazing as well. Especially with you two around. So… will you do it?"
Dalton scratched his head. "Well, I don't know-" Charlie approached her with a squeal that had crushed his train of thought. "WE'LL TAKE IT!"
He pulled Charlie back from his gleeful stupor. "A little rushed, aren't we?" he whispered. "I haven't even discussed everything!"
"Well," Charlie began, initiating his inflow of rapid facts. "The Total Drama series operates on drama, so we'd be a perfect fit, the producers have to pay us and give us any liable compensation, and one of them just called you Ryan Gosling hot." He smirked. "Does that answer your question?"
"Hello world and all you Total Drama lovers!" Charlie introduced to the main camera. "This is Charlie and Dalton reporting live from sunny California!"
"Why are we here, you ask?" Dalton began, moving in front of Charlie's spotlight and taking his fedora hat, shining a million-dollar smile at the camera. "Well, we've got a little proposition for you."
Charlie approached the camera once more, stealing back his fedora hat and adding more sass into his monologue. "You've seen the last four seasons of Total Drama, and now it's time to put some red, white, and blue into this maple leaf rag! All new cycle, all new teens, and an all new location!" He signed over to Dalton. "Tell 'em, D!" [2]
Dalton regained his stance and began to show off a smile almost similar to that of a certain sadistic host. "This time, these new teens are going to be tackling challenges and staying in a luxury mansion, right here in Beverly Hills, all in a chance to will one million dollars!"
The camera panned to a golden table, where an open silver case revealed a plethora of bills, then back at the ephemeral duo as they trot near the entrance.
Charlie began the first monologue. "But in order to do that, they're going to have to survive the party of the century. That's where you guys come in. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to fill out an application for the show and see if you can take on the challenges of the real world."
"And maybe if you're lucky," Dalton continued. "You could probably get a kiss from me." He pointed to himself with his two thumbs and raised his eyebrows.
Charlie pushed him out of the way. "He's kidding," he corrected cheerfully. "But everything else is true. Applications are open for the newest Total Drama twist yet! New contestants, new location, same old prize. All you have to do is survive the party of the century. This is…"
They both came together for the last part. "Total Drama Revolution: Los Angeles!"
"See you at the party," Charlie wrapped up in a sultry voice. "Don't be late." He chuckles a casual laugh and walks out of the door with Dalton, but not before winking at the camera. [3]
[1]: Charlie and Dalton's entrance scene can be compared to that of Beyonce in her music video for "Video Phone". The Western-themed background music suits it.
[2]: You can say that Charlie's added sass than what I normally created him as is a tribute to Cher Lloyd, one of my favorite artists.
[3]: The slogan was inspired by The Great Gatsby mostly. However, I have many suggestions for the theme, but I just can't put my mind to it...
C.O.T.B.: And so begins my debut story on the site that I've been putting off since forever! Man, I've always wanted to do one of these. They're usually just so full of life, and now I actually have the time to do so! So sit back, relax, and simply fill out the applications, and we'll see whether he or she is ready for the show. Now, you guys have a lot of fun making these, and I've already cracked the hundreds in combining all of my fandoms, but first, a few ground rules:
1.) FOR THE LOVE OF GOD AND ALL THAT IS HOLY, PLEASE DON'T PUT IN A MARY-SUE. Or I will burn you.
2.) I find it kinda awkward when people ask for brand new characters from me, so I'm not putting up that rule. The reason being, is that I want to see some true gems. I don't just want the same old, same old, but I don't want something you just threw at the top of your head. I want to see the BEST OF THE BEST.
3.) DIVERSIFY. I've done the same with my characters. Get inspiration everywhere. Make a music prodigy. A clean freak. A lucky charm. That creepy nerd who likes to L.A.R.P all the time. Just make them human. No Twilight-esque vampires.
4.) I'll most likely accept applications through PM, but review is fine, as long as you don't get caught. But mostly PM, though. I'm deciding who will be eliminated and whatnot, after all.
5.) Lastly, this is your character, so add in your own tastes. Everyone has done that sometime. I made a character based off of Ke$ha. I think I would know.
Now for the moment you've all been waiting for...
THE APPLICATION:
Name (First and Last):
Nicknames:
Age (14-18):
Gender:
Stereotype:
Appearance:
Hair (Color and Style):
Eyes (Color and Shape):
Skin Tone:
Body Build/Type:
Any marks on them:
Clothes
Everyday Wear:
Pajamas:
Swimwear:
Formal Wear:
Any Accessories:
Personality
General Personality:
Best Quality (Pride, Charm, Intelligence, Strength, Wit, Willpower):
Likes:
Dislikes:
Typical Friend:
Typical Enemy:
History:
Biggest Fear:
Relationships
Do you want your character in a relationship?:
If yes, then with who?:
How they react to the hosts:
How they react to arrival:
How they react to first elimination:
How they react to any other elimination:
How they react to winning:
Audition
Audition Tape:
Coming Up: The first few contestants take center stage as the new season officially takes flight!
One more thing you should know... There is a certain twist to this season, but I won't reveal it until the next chapter. See you all then!
It's my party and I can do what I want,
-C.O.T.B., over and out!