Hello, everybody, and welcome to my new season of Total Drama. As the name suggests, this one will take place in a big mansion. All will be explained in the pilot, but for now, why don't you meet the cast with some audition tapes?
Amelia
A girl with short brown hair and a blue jacket sat in a chair next to an older man.
"Greetings," the man greeted. "I am Dr. Payne, and this is my daughter Amelia."
"Dad, I don't want to do this," Amelia insisted.
"As a psychiatrist, I believe it is in my daughter's best interest to participate in your contest. You see, she has a bad case of haphephobia, as well as a slight distrust of others."
"Who told you that?!"
"Amelia has been increasingly defiant, which I find unacceptable. Therefore, I request that you accept her into your competition."
"Dad, don't make me do this. I don't want friends."
"Now darling…" Dr. Payne put his hand on Amelia's shoulder.
"Don't touch me!" Amelia screamed fearfully as she pulled away, falling off of the chair.
"I believe this serves as proof that I am correct," Dr. Payne said to the camera. "I hope you consider accepting my daughter on your show. Thank you."
"Ow…" Amelia complained.
Robby
A dark-skinned boy with neatly combed black hair, round glasses, and a blue suit sat in a cushy chair, smoking a bubble pipe.
"Hello there," the boy said in a London accent. "My name is Robby, and when I heard that your latest season of Total Drama was to take place in a nice mansion, I knew this was going to be my season. I've been a fan of this show for a while, but you always host it in such filthy locations! Thankfully, you have chosen a locale that is better suiting of my tastes. Tastes… Cripes, I'm hungry… Sebastian!"
A tall, neatly dressed man walked in.
"Yes, Master Robert?"
"Fetch me some caviar. Black. And some ancient grain crackers."
"At once, sir," Sebastian complied.
"I hope you consider me for your show," Robby continued. "I'm rather gifted, you know. And pretty hardworking for someone of my upbringing."
"Your caviar and crackers, sir." Sebastian returned with a platter of food.
"Cheers." Robby handed Sebastian a fifty-pound note. "You see? Paying the servants is hard work. Anyway, Robby for Total Drama!"
Judy
A brown-skinned girl with a ponytail, a red tank top, and black fingerless gloves stood in front of some lockers in a locker room.
"Hey, y'all. I'm Judy," Judy greeted. "When it comes to sports, I'm your girl. I play basketball, football, baseball, soccer, track… golf… Basically any physical activity you can think of. That's why I'm auditioning for Total Drama. I'm running out of things to do. I'm already so good at sports that no one wants to play me anymore! At least in this game, being crazy athletic wins you challenges. I need to prove that I can beat everyone at this game too. And believe me, if the other contestants are anything like the kids at my school, that ain't gonna be an issue."
Harvey
A tall, muscular young man with long orange hair, a light brown cowboy hat, a white T-shirt, and suspenders, leaned against an apple tree.
"Howdy. My name's Harvey." Harvey gave a small salute. "You know, city slickers have it real easy nowadays. Out here on the farm, ya wake up at the crack o' dawn, ya do yer chores, ya do it well, and ya don't complain." Harvey picked an apple "It ain't like that out in the city. City kids'r always complainin' that they don't have their Starbucks, or that someone they don't like followed them on Instagram or somethin'." Harvey took a bite of his apple. "I hope to win this game, but dern if I ain't gonna whip them city kids into shape too."
CJ
A short girl with messy, chin-length auburn hair and a sky-blue long-sleeved shirt sat in a beanbag chair drawing something, minding her own business.
"Hey, CJ!" a voice from behind the camera called.
"What is it? I'm inking a commission here." CJ asked.
"Do your audition."
"What audition?"
"I'm auditioning you for Total Drama."
"What? That show everyone on deviantART is always going on about?"
"Yeah! I figured since you spend all day at home, you should go out and meet people."
"You just want my room for the summer, don't you sis?"
"Maybe. Come on, it takes place in this huge mansion."
"Oh, alright." CJ cleared her throat. "OMGz, haiiiii! I'm CJ and I'm, like, the Total Drama-est gal evar! I have big boobs and I'm friends with everyone and everyone loves me and… eugh! Geez, I'm gagging just doing the impression."
"That should do."
"Great. Now leave me alone."
David
An angry looking young man with shaggy black hair, a chin strap beard, and a black-and-red T-shirt sat in his room, which was plastered with heavy metal posters. He held a black electric guitar.
"Hi. I'm David, and in honor of my auditioning for your show, I wrote you a song," David said. "It goes a little something like this." David cleared his throat "Goes somethin' like this." David then began playing his guitar and shouting. "TOTAL DRAMA SUCKS! I HATE MY LIFE! I HATE YOUR LIFE MORE! JUST! LEAVE! ME! A! LOOOOOOOOOOOOONE! YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" David cleared his throat again. "Yeah, that was my song. What are you going to do about it?!"
Kelsey
A full-figured, dark-skinned girl with blonde hair put in a bun, a light-grey polo shirt, and rectangular glasses sat in an official-looking desk.
"Hey there! I'm Kelsey, and I'm the student body president of Franklin Pierce High School," Kelsey greeted. "This makes me a natural and popular leader, because I was voted president over Ashley Flay and Evelyn Yocum! So basically, kids do what I say because I'm so popular. I bet if you let me on your show, I could get all the kids to vote themselves off because that's how much the people here love me."
"Kelsey! You suck!" Someone offscreen threw a pie in Kelsey's face.
"Well, not everyone loves me, but hey, not everyone understands how loveable I am. I can only assume they're unpopular and resentful. Just try not to put any unpopular kids on my team, okay? Thanks."
Preston
An Asian young man sat on a park bench as many people passed by. He had short, brown, spiky hair and a brown jacket that was partially zipped up.
"Let's see… he's cheating on his wife, she's running late for a loved one's wedding, and he's going to be frycooking for the rest of his life…" the young man listed. "Oh, hi. I'm Preston. As you can see, I have kind of a knack for analysis. For example, that girl over there desperately seeks attention. I hope to use this skill to my advantage in Total Drama. Reading people is a big hobby of mine. After taking one look at each of the contestants, I could probably tell you how far they'd get. You want to prove me wrong? Let me on your show and I'll give you the chance."
Jilly
A blonde-haired girl with a ponytail, a purple spaghetti-strapped shirt, and short shorts, was partying hard in someone's house, dancing on the couch.
"Woooo! Now this is a party!" she cheered.
"Hey, Jilly, could you get off the couch?" a boy asked.
"No way, man! Where's your partying spirit?" Jilly laughed.
"Well, my mom's not going to like this."
"Aw, screw your mom. Hey, speaking of screw, tell your brother to meet me in your room in a sec, okay?"
"Are you drunk?"
"You bet your sweet *bleep* I'm drunk! Woooo!" Jilly threw up all over the boy.
"This is the worst birthday ever," The boy remarked.
"Hey, if you don't like to party, don't throw a party. Now where's the Black Eyed Peas? Deejay! Throw on some Black Eyes Peas! Yeahhh!"
Barry
A medium-sized young man with short brown hair, dark skin, a royale beard, and a lavender shirt with a red cross on it sat on a pew in a church.
"…and in Jesus' name, amen." The boy turned to the camera. "Hey there. I'm Barry, and when I told my youth pastor about this show, he thought it'd be a great way to spread the message of Christ. Don't worry, I won't make this into the kind of thing where I spend every second preaching. I have the perfect plan: I'll tell everyone I'm a Christian, and then I'll only bring it up again if someone asks. And if that doesn't work, I'm pretty smart and athletic, so there's no reason to vote me out. I plan to win through the power of the Spirit, and the Holy Spirit hasn't failed me yet."
Dana
A short, chubby, dark-skinned girl with cyan hair, a red beanie on the back of her head, and a grey sweater was at a lunch table at school.
"Teehee. Hi! I'm Dana!" Dana giggled. "I really really really love Total Drama, and my mom finally said I could be on it this year! Total Drama is my favoritest show ever! I like the challenges! I like the teams! I like the alliances! I love it so much I could BURST! AND IF YOU DON'T ACCEPT ME INTO YOUR SHOW, I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND PAINT MY ROOM WITH YOUR BOWELS! Teehee. No, but seriously, I would be super duper perfect for your show! My friends all say I'm quirky, and that counts for something right? Right?! RIGHT?! Teehee."
Tucker
A short boy with curly brown hair, braces, and an orange shirt filmed himself in his house.
"Hey, guys. Tucker here," Tucker smiled. "Tucker's going to show you why he's perfect for Total Drama House Party. You see, Tucker's a tricky one. Tucker likes to set pranks up for unsuspecting victims. Observe."
A young lady who appeared to be in her early twenties entered the kitchen and poured herself some cereal, when a spider fell out of the box, causing her to scream and run away.
"Rubber spiders. One of Tucker's favorites," Tucker boasted.
"Tuckerrrrrr!" an offscreen voice yelled.
"Uh-oh. Looks like Tucker's older sister told on him. Tucker'll get back to you later."
Erica
The setting was very dark, so it was hard to see anything.
"Wait. Let me get a light on…" a voice said.
A lamp turned on to reveal a very pale girl with red eyes and white hair, wearing a baggy white hoodie with the hood pulled up onto her head.
"My name's Erica," the girl stated. "As you can probably see, I'm an albino, so it's pretty hard for me to get out without risking skin cancer. That's why I'm auditioning for your show. From what I'm told, it's gonna be in this big house, which I can only assume will protect me from the sun. I'm a woman of mystery. Sometimes I like to startle people by showing up when they aren't looking, and then tapping them on the shoulder and pretending I'm a ghost or something. That's the kind of thing I do for fun. Please let me on your show."
Nolan
A young man with spiky orange hair, rectangular glasses, and a yellow shirt with black sleeves stood in a casino at a poker table.
He rolled a die. "Six. Okay, I'm Nolan, and, in case you couldn't tell, I have a thing for gambling." Nolan rolled the die again. "Four. I decided that if you let me in the game, I'll try this fun little experiment." He rolled the die again. "One. I'm going to make every decision in the game based on the roll of a die. Because why not?" He rolled it again. "Three. I'm a lucky man, so maybe if I make enough good rolls, I could even win the game. I'm curious to see what will happen, and I know you are too, so what's keeping you?" He rolled the die. "Four. Did I mention that you're very good looking? That is all."
Lauren
A pretty young lady with long blonde hair and a pink shirt that was at least two sizes too small walked down the street with a boy holding one hand and a girl holding her other.
"Heyyyy!" the blonde girl greeted. "I'm Lauren, and this is my boyfriend Daniel and my girlfriend Delaina. I'm kind of a people person. Everyone loves me and I love everyone."
"That's because you're so pretty," Daniel and Delaina said in unison.
"I am so pretty, aren't I?" Lauren giggled. "Not to mention I'm bisexual, so anyone can have some of this if they really wanted."
"You're such a flirt, baby," Delaina told her.
"I can't help it, hon. I love getting physical."
"Three-way kiss?" Daniel suggested.
"Okay!" Lauren and Delaina agreed as the three of them pulled in for a three-way kiss.
Hunter
A depressed-looking young man with a dark crimson emover and a black hoodie sat in his basement.
"Alright… here's the deal…" the boy hissed. "I'm Hunter… I hate everyone… and that includes you… So why on earth… would I audition for this show…? Simple. I love making other people… miserable. The thrill… of voting people off… I want to experience it. It… appeals to me. Nothing… ever… appeals to me… Not even… six-cheese pizza. Plus… my mother… is making me get a job. I refuse… to submit… to anyone's demands… Now… add me to the stupid cast list before I give myself a freaking migraine!"
Rachel
A gorgeous Asian young lady with neat, chin-length black hair, librarian glasses, and a dark-green sweater-jacket over a white shirt was reading a book in a library.
"Ah, Steinbeck's such a genius…" the girl thought aloud. "Hello there. I'm Rachel. The first thing you probably notice about me is my visage. I'm told I'm very pretty by nearly everyone I meet. The second thing you probably notice about me is my intellect. I'm also told I'm very smart by nearly everyone who isn't wrapped up in how pretty they think I am. I personally like to keep a humble attitude, but I figured using both to my advantage in the game certainly won't hurt anyone. Okay… maybe it will. But that just comes with the game."
Mac
A young man with long, shaggy, blonde hair, a red shirt, and a twisted smile was banging his head against a tree in the park.
"Heeheehahahaha!" the young man cackled. "Hey there. I'm Mackenzie, but everyone calls me Mac for short. You know what I love? Pain! Pain, pain, glorious pain! I love pain! I love inflicting pain! I love feeling pain! Heeheehahahaha! Hey, you!" He called to a man he didn't know.
"What is it, son?" the man asked.
"Kick me in the balls why doncha?" Mac smiled.
"Um, why?" the man asked.
"Just do it! Come on!"
"Um, okay?" The man kicked Mac in the groin.
"Heeheehahahaha!" Mac cackled again. "Aw, that was great. Thanks, dude."
"Um, no prob-" The man was interrupted by Mac decking him across the face.
"Heeheehahahaha! Well, I'd better go before someone catches me. It's been real!"
Susan
A girl with stylish blonde hair, square glasses, and a red blouse with black polka dots stood in front of her locker at school.
"Hey. I'm Susan." Susan smiled awkwardly. "Um, I'm a little nervous about auditioning, but I hope you won't use that against me. I think every season needs that sweet underdog girl, so… maybe I could be that? Maybe?"
"Hey, Susan," a boy greeted as he passed by.
"OMGosh!" Susan squeed. "Bradley Jones just said hi to me." Susan started fanning herself with her hand. "What am I doing? I need to go say hi back! Hey Bradley!" Susan tried to run to him, but she tripped. "I'm okay!" Susan insisted as she got back up. "Wait!" Susan tried running again, but she tripped again.
Phoenix
A shorter young man with spiky, messy black hair, square glasses, and a white polo shirt sat in a desk in his room, writing something.
"And… there. I just finished writing my thesis on why I think America will buy out Mexico," the boy explained. "I'm Phoenix. People tell me I'm too cynical for my own good, but I think that's too heavy of a word. Realistic is more like it. Some people see the glass as half-empty, and others see it as half-full. I see it as a glass that has water in it. I could drink the water, or I could put more water in it, but the fact remains that it's a glass with water in it. I'm hoping that as I will presumably be the only realistic man in your cast of merry misfits, I'll be able to win the prize. Or maybe the crazy will be too much for me. Who knows?" Phoenix shrugged.
Kiki
A short young lady with a purple flannel shirt, a purple cap, and shoulder-length burgundy hair sat in a coffee shop with her laptop.
"Alright. I'm Kiki, and let me tell you why I'm going to win the million dollars," Kiki smirked. "People underestimate me because I'm short for my age. They also underestimate me because I'm a girl, and they also judge me because I drink my coffee at coffee shops they've never even heard of and listen to music that their brains can't comprehend as good. I'm hoping I can use this to-"
"Black coffee for Kiki!" a male barista called out.
Kiki stopped talking, blushed, stood up, silently took her coffee without looking the barista in the eye, and sat back down.
"As I was saying. My strategy this season is to-"
"Excuse me?" A chubby, nerdy boy approached her. "Do you have any spare coffee stirrers?"
Kiki's face turned bright red again as she silently shook her head.
"Okay." The boy walked away.
"Anyway, my plan is-"
"Hey, Kiki?" Another young man approached her. "It's me, James. From elementary school."
Kiki smiled awkwardly and nodded, her face flushed.
"How've you been?" James asked, but Kiki just kept nodding. "What are you doing?" Kiki kept nodding. "Okay, I'll just… go… then…" James left Kiki alone.
Kiki breathed a sigh of relief.
Ernie
A tall young man with blonde hair, a soul patch, an orange jacket over a black shirt, and a black-and-white-striped beanie on his head lie in his bed.
"Ugh… hey guys. I'm Ernie," Ernie greeted. "I just woke up from a nap, so I'm a bit out of it, but the audition rules said to be yourself, and myself takes naps. Often, in fact. Don't mistake that for me being dumb though. I'm actually a certified genius. I could probably find the cure for AIDS if I really wanted, but that sounds like it would take a while, and I still gotta live while I'm young, you know? So, I spend my days finding which combinations of fruit-flavored soda is the best. Turns out Mountain Dew Voltage combined with Mountain Dew Voltage was the best combination. Anyway, I hope you consider me for your thing. …Peace!"
Bailey
A chubby young lady with a bright yellow shirt and medium-length brown hair sat in a chair with a piece of paper in hand.
"Hello, viewing world. My name is Bailey," the girl read. "I tried to film my audition without a script, but I found it difficult to think of anything to say, so I'll be reading my audition instead. I'm just a small town girl living in a lonely world, and I hope that through Total Drama House Party, I can make memories that last a lifetime." Bailey put the paper down. "…Yeah."
There was a pause.
"So…"
There was another pause.
"Yeah..." Bailey smiled uncomfortably.
Chappy
A large, brown-skinned young man with a circle beard, a black snapback hat, and a dark-green Call of Duty shirt sat on his couch with a video game controller in his hand, evidently playing a video game.
"Yeah, eat it *bleep*s!" the young man bragged. "Aw, I'ma pop you so hard! Just like I popped yo mama last night! Yeah, you heard me! Whatchu gon' do about it? Aw *bleep* naw! Mother *bleep*ing sniper bull *bleep*! Y'all better not teabag me! Son of a *bleep*! Boy, I'ma kick yo *bleep* so hard y'all gon' be poopin' out yo face! No, I kiss yo mother with this mouth! Yeah, you heard me! Whatchu gon' do about it?" Chappy suddenly turned to the camera. "Hey! How long's that camera been there?! I swear, if this makes it on the Internet, I'm gonna-"
Chappy was interrupted by static cutting off the tape.
So, those are the twenty-four contestants you'll be seeing in this fan season. Who are your favorites? Who are your least favorites? Who do you think is going to win? Who do you think will be the first to go? I'd love to hear your opinions, so make sure to tell me what you think.