Episode 1 - So Uh, This Is My Team?
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Note - This is the first installment in the AlterRama Series which will consist of all the Total Drama seasons that has come out on TV. It will also serve as a prequel for Total Drama Jurassic Island as well as the other installments and other Series as well, but Pahkitew Island is especially the most important one for especially the Time Exploration Series, which is why it was written earlier. For this season, I hope to right any wrongs that the show may have done because let's be real here, I never really liked Pahkitew Island. So writing an alternate version of the season should be both fun and frustrating XD
Please note that this story will contain all the episodes of Pahkitew Island as well as some made-up ones as well.
The AlterRama Series was highly inspired by CoGreen's Total Drama Do Over stories.
Now to all my readers and viewers:
Hope you enjoy it!
Now let's head on with the show!
Day 1 - So Uh, Is That Really The Title?
From a light colored area that just spelled out, all natural, popped out a familiar host with black hair and still living in his 30s.
"Welcome Total Drama fans!" the host grinned. "Put on some clean undies, because things are about to get wild! 28 spanking fresh contestants and a totally brand new location! A Cree island in Western Canada!"
The host showed a picture of another island: Camp Wawanakwa.
"So you're probably asking," the host continued. "What happened to our old island? What happened to Camp Wawanakwa? Why are we not on Camp Wawanakwa?"
The host let out a grin.
"Well Total Drama viewers, it's cause our producers were running out of ideas for future challenges," the host declared. "So, some little technical stuff, and now we're here! And to put those rumors about our island sinking or destroyed or something...it's not true. That would just be sad. And heartbreaking to our dear Total Drama viewers who've been with us for 5 seasons already."
A waterfall was in notice, as well as a mountain with logs and tree stumps and a campfire pit.
"No shacks," the host said. "No showers. No hotels. No hot tub. The only things we could even afford to bring back, because calling helicopters to move stuff to different places just takes up a lot of money, were the Outhouse Confessional and the horrific smells from past competitors."
The host flashed off a grin.
"It'll be the roughiest roughing it that will ever be roughed on Total Drama," the host grinned. "Buckle up, I'm Chris McLean, and this is..."
TOTAL
DRAMA
PAHKITEW
ISLAND!
(intro cue)
A blimp flew in the clear sky.
Inside the blimp is what mattered. 28 teenagers were sitting and standing around. The first, was an Asian girl with black hair, a purple pearl necklace, black leggings, and Converse shoes sitting down with a pack of gum in her hands. Next to her was a young girl with dirty blonde hair tied into long double braids. She wore a green beret along with green girl scouts clothing.
"Gum?" the Asian girl offered the young girl scout a pack of gum.
"Oh um," the young girl looked at the gum. "My mother would be mad to see me enjoy a pack of gum. She says it's bad for my teeth. Sorry."
"It's fine," the Asian girl smiled with understanding.
She then turned to the girls sitting beside her. They were twins with blonde hair and wore red cheerleading clothing. The only difference was that one had a mole...or excuse me...a 'beauty mark' and the other did not.
"Gum?" the Asian girl offered the twin that did not have a 'beauty mark'.
"Oh, um, yes," the twin looked surprised for a moment before reaching out to the gum.
Unfortunately for the twin, the other twin with the 'beauty mark' grabbed the gum and smiled to herself.
"Why thank you so much little sister," the smiling twin smirked as she ate her gum. Then she spat it out. "Ew. Cinnamon."
The other twin sighed as the Asian girl blinked.
From the corner, two boys watched this interaction. The first boy was relatively good-looking. He had black hair that curbed to his left. He also wore a white T-shirt and jeans and leaned on the blimp wall.
The second boy was of Indian descent with black hair, brown pants, and a blue shirt with short beige sleeves. He sat on a crate.
"Would you look at that," the Indian boy chuckled. "Twins."
"Mhm," the first boy gave a nod.
"So um, why'd you sign up?" the Indian boy asked.
"Oh uh...money," the first boy glanced around before looking at the boy who asked him a question. "You?"
"Eh, same thing," the boy shrugged.
Beside the two boys and the four girls from earlier, were another set of four people.
The first was a girl with light darkened skin and black hair tied into a single braid at the bottom. She was dressed into a white dress of sorts and wore sandals. She seated herself next to a taller girl.
The taller girl wore a fedora, had dark skin, black hair, a beige vest, a white shirt underneath, beige shorts and long white socks with mountain hiking shoes.
The two were currently listening to a nerdy boy with dark skin, gapped teeth, and a full on green wizards robe with a white beard hanging.
"And so I reclaimed the Dragon's Eye!" the boy grinned. "With the help of five brilliant team of dwarves and critters."
"Wow, that is...fascinating," the girl with the white dress gave a polite smile.
"Good job," the taller girl spoke through her Australian accent.
"Thanks!" the boy smiled before poking his stick on his finger.
"I guess, I don't need to ask what you are doing," the girl with the white dress said before turning to another larger boy sitting next to the Australian and the white dressed girl.
The larger boy also had gap teeth but seemed to be from the country. He wore blue overalls, had orange hair, freckles, and was quite muscular indeed.
The larger boy seemed to look at the ground.
"Is something wrong mate?" the girl with the Australian accent asked the larger boy.
"Huh?" the larger boy asked in surprise. "Oh no no, um, nothing is wrong. Heh heh. Just thinking to myself."
"I see," the girl with the white dress gave a nod as the larger boy stared at the two girls.
Probably for a long time...
From a distance away, a boy examined the others. The boy had brown hair that was kind of curly at top but smooth at the back. He wore a pink tank-top and purple shorts as well as two black bracelets.
Then he jumped when he spotted a boy with black hair that looked kind of odd.
He had black hair that was spiked up to the side and had a stiff antenna-like ahogee. Whatever that was. Lines trailed from his eyes and down to his mouth. And he wore gloves, and silver shiny clothes that kinda looked like metal.
"Whoa, dude," the boy with brown hair blinked before grinning. "You scared me for a moment dude! It was so awesome!"
"Awesome?" the other boy spoke in a robotic voice. "I am awesome?"
"Whoa, you have an awesome voice!" the brown-haired boy grinned.
"I have an awesome voice?" the robotic voiced boy asked.
"It would be because he is an highly advanced artificial intelligent individual that consists of computerized programming," a girl walked over. She had red hair tied into a bun, with glasses, scholarly clothing, long white socks, and Mary Janes.
"Uh...what?" the brown-haired boy blinked.
"...He's a robot," the girl told the boy.
"Ohhh," the boy nodded before grinning at the robotic boy. "That's awesome!"
"I am still awesome?" the robot asked. "I am so happy."
"Yay for happiness!" the brown-haired boy grinned.
Somewhere else near a door, was two girls.
One of the girls wore Peace Signed earrings, had light brown hair that served as bangs which covered her eyes. She also wore a purple headband and baggy purple pants. She also wore a rainbow colored shirt.
She was currently sitting on the ground, cross-legged and meditated.
The other girl leaned on the side and had orange neck-length hair. She wore a military green button-up with black pants and looked somewhat grim.
"Are we there yet?" the grim looking girl frowned.
"You asked me that five times already," the hippie looking girl said calmly. "Let's just...relax. And meditate."
"Yeah...no," the other girl frowned. "I came to compete! I came to cream some challenges! I didn't come to just wait around for something to happen."
"Patience," the hippie girl told the grim looking girl. "Patience."
The grim looking girl frowned to herself.
Also frowning beside the two girls was a short and chubby boy with purple hair that was styled as a mushroom cut. He wore a type of gray outfit and just looked like he didn't want to be here.
"Patience?" the boy muttered. "There is no such thing as patience for EVIL!...Unless it is required in a diabolical and masterful, evil plan."
"Oh my," a voice spoke beside the boy.
It came from a Snow White looking girl complete with the Snow White hair, and a pink princess outfit.
"Huh?" the boy looked at the Snow White looking girl before gasping. "A princess! Truly the perfect damsel in distress evil has to offer!"
"Why thank you so much little boy," the girl smiled. "Your compliments deserves a song!"
She began to sing.
The sweetness of this young boy.
He is tall as a child-sized toy.
And now I will sing a soooooooong.
Because he isn't wrooooooong.
The girl danced past two other boys.
The first boy had dark skin and was quite muscular, somewhat. He had a large amounts of facial, and large amount of black hair. He made some sputters and let out a:
Sooong!
The other boy grinned at this. This boy had gold teeth, a gray cap that was placed on backwards, and gold blings hanging over his neck. He also had gold rings, and sagged down his grayish black pants. He also wore a long black T-shirt.
"Wicked yo!" the boy grinned. "You a beatboxer?!"
The first boy looked at the second boy and gave a sheepish nod.
"Awesome yo!" the boy grinned. "Let's do a little beatbox scenario now yo!"
The first boy gave a smile and began to beatbox as the first boy jammed to it.
"Yo yo whoo!" the bling bling boy cheered.
A male noticed this from afar. He had straight black hair that curved down his face. The tip of his hair was dyed blood red and he wore a black jacket with black pants. His black jacket also had some streaks of red. He seemed to be playing with a lighter, flicking it on and off.
"Noisy," the male said.
"Now, now," a voice told the male. "That is no way to treat a fellow human."
It belonged to a female with with a monocle, blonde hair that was tied into a bun and a strand of blonde hair that drizzled down her face. She also wore beige adventurous clothing with long rubber boots.
"Excuse me?" the male asked the female.
"We came from the same line of ancestry," the female told the male. "It should be best that we respect others for their immature antics."
"...Lady, I have no idea what the f*ck you're talking about," the male continued to flick his lighter.
"I would also recommend you try not to flick that in public," the female told the male.
"I do what I want to do," the male said, flicking his lighter once more. "And that's watching the flames dance."
He flicked a single fire that danced around. The male seemed entranced with a grin.
"Yeah, that's it," the male smirked.
Sitting on seats far from the male and the female, were three guys.
The first guy had wild dirty black hair, a ripped black T-shirt, and ripped shorts. He was also barefoot and had some facial hair sprouting out. He looked at another boy, who was shivering.
This boy had brown hair and a green beanie on top of it. He wore an orange vest, a white sweater, and jeans and also had facial hair.
"Hey bro, you cold?" the first guy asked the shivering boy.
The boy immediately jumped.
"Cold?!" the boy asked. "Who's cold? I have no weakness. Gah! I'm shivering aren't I?! Zombies can smell fear! I'm not letting that happen!"
The boy then closely looked at the first boy's ripped clothing.
"Gah!" the boy with the green beanie jumped. "What are you wearing?!"
"A T-shirt," the first boy said. "...That's been ripped."
"You're exposing too much skin!" the boy with the green beanie exclaimed. "The zombies will get you for sure!"
"Oh man," the first boy nervously glanced around. "I gotta change...if I had something to change to that is...I'm screwed aren't I?"
"Definitely," the boy with the green beanie nodded.
"You blokes, keep it down," the third boy beside the two said. He was dressed as a chef, complete with the chef hat and chef apron. He had orange hair and freckles. In fact, he looked pretty familiar...
"You're right!" the boy with the beanie exclaimed. "The zombies will hear us!"
He immediately ran off with the first boy following him in fear.
The chef-like boy sighed.
"This wouldn't have happened in London," the chef sighed, looking a bit irritated.
A girl meanwhile was sitting directly under an air conditioning unit that blew a wind of cold cold air. The girl had pale skin, long white hair, frosty blue lips, diamond earrings, and a light blue shirt with a light blue skirt.
She gave a sigh of relaxation.
"Whoa, aren't you cold?" another girl nearby asked. She had wild, wild red hair and wore brown fingerless gloves, an orange shirt, and red pants. She also had a...crazed look in her eyes.
"Yes," the girl relaxing under the cold air smiled. "I prefer it cold after all."
"Whoa," the girl grinned. "Just like I prefer things to go BOOM! Hahaha!"
"So I take it you're an explosive fanatic?" the girl relaxing under the cold air smiled.
"Hahaha!" the girl grinned. "That's right! BOOM! BAM! KABLAM! Hahaha!"
"Full of energy," the girl under the cold air nodded.
Running past the two girls was a boy with dirty blonde hair that gelled up and curved back. He wore brown pants and a dark turquoise-like shirt. Kinda like the color scheme of our host Chris McLean.
"Hey Chris," the boy called out. "Anyone seen Chris? Yo Chris?!"
The boy ran next to a chubby blonde girl who had gapped teeth, a pink short shirt that exposed her belly button, and blue pants. The girl was currently filing her nails as she seemed quite annoyed by the boy's persistence in finding the host.
"Hey, have you seen Chris?" the boy asked the blonde girl.
"Stop your fidgtin!" the blonde pushed the boy to the wall, pointing her filer threateningly. "Scuff my pageant shoes and you'll be thrown out the window!"
The boy gulped.
"Wow...you're kinda, scary..." the boy gulped.
Immediately thunder rolled in, disrupting the little commotion between the boy and the blonde. A signal that basically said that all 28 contestants have now been described and introduced. Chef's voice rang through the blimp's intercom.
"Hang on!" Chef advised. "This might get heavy!"
The blimp began to shake as metal pieces fell from the roof. Everyone held on to some seat as others avoided the metal parts that would've given them concussions had they not dodged.
Lightning struck.
And out of nowhere, Chris McLean stood by the entrance to the piloting room of the blimp. He pulled off a cheap showbiz grin.
"Hello newbies," Chris grinned. "Ready for some fun?"
"Alright!" the grim girl who talked with the hippie girl from earlier grinned.
"Yes!" the boy who was earlier threatened by the blonde girl cheered.
"Definitely!" the Snow White-like girl popped out behind Chris.
"...Huh," Chris blinked. "Couple of keeners. After a few days of painful torturous challenges, that should end up changing."
Chris walked forward to an exit.
"Let's get started," Chris grinned. "This aircraft is awful and is equipped with two emergency exits. Here, and at the end of the cabin. Among these exits, are parachute packs."
The boy of Indian descent got off of a crate that Chris had knocked on.
"Only a few contain actual parachutes," Chris said.
"How much is a few?" the girl with the white dress asked.
Chris gave a small chuckle before ignoring the girl's question.
"Other parachutes contain something random...yet utterly useless," Chris said. "And given that there are 28 of you, there won't be enough parachutes, working or non-working, for all of you, so you'll have to jump with what you can find. If everything else taken then...yeah, too bad."
"Glad we won't need them right now then," the guy in the pink tank-top grinned.
"Probably shouldn't have said that," Chris grinned as he pressed a button.
The girl with the wild red hair perked her ears.
"I smell a bomb," the girl said.
Sure enough. BOOM!
The blimp's engine exploded and immediately the blimp went down. The 28 contestants started screaming and grabbed whatever they could find in the crates. Emergency exits were opened and everyone jumped out.
Chris smiled happily as Chef ran toward Chris.
"Hey Chris, why are you smiling?" Chef asked. "You're gonna die if you don't do something."
"Oh, sorry Chef," Chris chuckled. "I'm just a hologram."
"A what?!" Chef tapped Chris and immediately his finger went through him. "Agh! Abandon blimp!"
Chef jumped out the blimp without a parachute.
Free-falling in the sky, the blonde girl with the monocle had jumped with what seemed to be canoe paddle.
"Well how swell is this?" the blonde girl sighed as she fell.
The twin with the 'beauty mark' screamed as she fell. She was among those who had a parachute.
With a pull, a parachute flew open.
"Whew," the twin smirked. "Thank goodness."
Her other twin flew past with a scream as her sister smirked in satisfaction. The twin without the 'beauty mark' had a parachute as well and immediately pulled on her cord, revealing it to have worked.
"Oh thank you!" the other twin sighed in relief.
Her sister didn't look too satisfied anymore.
The blonde girl who had threatened the boy with the dirty blonde hair flew past the two sisters without anything...as did the male with the white T-shirt and jeans who had on a parachute.
With a pull, he was safe as he floated down safely.
"Great," he smiled.
The girl with white hair fell with nothin but a barf bag.
"What good is a barf bag in this situation?!" the girl cried.
"I don't know," the boy of Indian descent said as he fell. He held onto a barrel that he managed to grab. Held onto to it tightly.
"Whee!" the girl with wild hair fell with a parachute. With a pull...
...
...it showed out a bunch of destroyed cellular devices.
"Wow," the girl blinked. "How have they not exploded yet. I want to see some explosions!"
The nerdy boy in the wizard's robe fell past the girl as he opened up his parachute...out came bottles of water.
"Refreshing," the boy said. "They can come handy for potion making!"
The boy immediately grabbed a water bottle.
"This is awesome!" the male in the tank top grinned. "Except falling to my death. But still! Awesome! Woohoo!"
The Asian girl with the purple pearl necklace fell but used a wooden plank she had found in a crate as a surfboard.
"Wow, wicked skills!" the male grinned.
"Thanks!" the Asian girl smiled.
"Reminds me of the time I went surfing the big wave at Hawaii!" the male grinned. "Awesome stuff!"
"You do realize you're falling to your death right?" the grim-looking girl from before asked.
"Why aren't you pulling on your parachute?" the Asian girl asked.
"I did..." the grim-looking girl said. "...It didn't work."
The boy with the blings fell while holding a coil of rope. The girl with the white dress, hugged a baseball bat she had salvaged out from the crates as she fell.
"The chicken says cluck," the Australian girl fell alongside the girl with the white dress and pulled on her parachute cord. Immediately, the parachute worked. She smiled but then caught the girl with red hair, scholarly clothes and glasses, who had earlier pulled her parachute to reveal a bunch of candy floating out.
"Why thank you," the girl gave a polite smile at the Australian.
"No problem," the Australian smiled.
Falling past the two girls was the robot who opened up his parachute.
...
Hot dogs floated out of it.
"Initiating Rocket Mode," the robot declared as he flew with rockets that appeared out from under his shoe.
The hippie girl saw this as she fell with nothing as the guy with the lighter pulled on his cord.
What came out was a bunch of trophies.
"Why the heck is that kid allowed to have rocket shoes?" the guy with the lighter asked.
The hippie girl gave a shrug.
The Snow White-like girl fell as a bird perched on her shoulder.
"Oh hello little one," the girl smiled. "Would you like to sing a song with me?"
The bird chirped as the girl began to sing.
We are falling to the ground!
But yet here's a beautiful sound!
Of music in the air!
No more despair!
The girl with the girl scout clothing pulled on her parachute cord which revealed an actual parachute. The guy who had Chris's color scheme also had an actual parachute.
"Gonna add the 'Survive Falling From a Blimp' badge to your collection?" the guy joked.
"I don't think they have that badge," the girl scout said.
Falling past the two was the beatboxer who held a flagpole as he made an alarm sound. The chef on the other hand fell without anything, but was more concerned about one thing.
"How are you making those f*cking noises?!" the chef asked.
The beatboxer gave a sheepish smile.
The large country boy-like male opened his parachute to reveal...
...
An actual parachute.
Beside him was the purple-haired boy who opened his parachute to reveal...
...
...Figurines of a superhero.
"Gah!" the boy screamed. "Diabolical! Fate did this on purpose!"
The large country boy grabbed the purple-haired boy by his parachute.
"What are you doing?!" the purple-haired boy frowned at the large country boy. "Unhand me at once!"
"Okay?" the large country boy gently floated down as he let go of the purple-haired boy, who ended up screaming as he fell at a much faster pace.
The zombie nut and the boy with the ripped clothes fell past the large country boy and saw that the two did not have anything.
As such, the two hugged each other and screamed.
What seemed to be a long fall, finally finished once all the contestants had either landed on the shores or in the water.
The robot had landed near Chris who just raised an eyebrow.
The Snow White-like girl also landed near the host, who leaped back in shock.
"Wow, there are a lot of weird people in this season," Chris blinked.
Chef landed right beside Chris, who got up and growled.
"Why didn't I get a parachute?!" Chef frowned.
"Dude, you had a personal one in the pilot's quarters," Chris blinked. "You're the pilot."
Chef turned his eyes to the camera, and facepalmed.
Chef and Chris stood at the beach shore along with all the 28 contestants. They had all been fished out from wherever they fell thanks to three interns.
And no, it was surprisingly not Noah, Owen, and Tyler...whoever those guys were.
And no, it was also not Albert, Edison, Leon, and Steven...whoever those guys were as well.
They were completely different interns.
The first intern was a male with black neck-length hair that covered his eyes. But still, his eye was still visible. That, and he had earrings. This...was William.
The second intern was a female with a unibrow, black hair tied into a ponytail, and braces. This...was Emily.
The third intern was a chubby Asian with round glasses and black hair. This...was Carl.
You all remember that now!
Chris began a head count and nodded.
"All 28 are present," Chris grinned. "Interns! Begone!"
So much for that introduction.
Carl, Emily, and William walked off with a sigh. Another season, another line of torture.
"Welcome, to Pahkitew Island!" Chris grinned. "As you can see, we grouped our contestants into four groups of 7."
The fact was indeed true. There were four groups of seven.
"The first group..." Chris grinned. "...Are the people who had actual parachutes. Jasmine, Scooter, Topher, Rodney, Robbie, Amy, and Samey!"
Jasmine was the tall Australian girl who had earlier hung out with the girl with the white dress.
Scooter was the girl scout who had conversed with the Asian girl on the plane.
Topher was the male who had earlier questioned where Chris was on the blimp. You know, the guy who got threatened by the blonde girl?
Rodney was the large male with orange hair and freckles and a muscular appearance.
Robbie was the male with the white T-shirt and jeans who had stood next to the boy of Indian descent.
Amy and Samey were the twin sisters wearing identical red cheerleading outfits. Amy was the one who bore the 'beauty mark'.
Remember that as well!
"Um," Samey raised her hand. "My name is actually um, Sammy..."
"Your name was imprinted as Samey," Chris blinked. "Plus Amy says that everyone calls you Samey."
"Yeah but-"
"And that you're the lesser twin," Chris added. "The lesser Amy. The lesser sister. And the lesser family member."
"Did she really tell you all of that?" Samey looked a bit hurt.
"Pretty much," Chris shrugged before smiling. "I'm proud that I even remembered it word for word. Nevertheless, your name is officially Samey!"
Samey gave a sigh as Amy gave a smirk.
"Your team will be called, the Pimapotew Kinosewak," Chris read off of a card. "Which is Cree for Soaring Eagles!"
"Um, no, that's incorrect," the girl with the white dress spoke up from her group. "It's actually Cree for Floating Salmon."
"Oh," Chris chuckled. "Then you guys are the Floating Salmon."
"Can Salmon really float?" Scooter asked Robbie.
"Maybe?" Robbie asked, unsure.
"Those who wore faulty parachutes," Chris turned to another group. "Scarlett, Zoe, Dyna, Echo, Leonard, Pike, and Max."
Here we go again.
Scarlett was the girl with the red hair tied in a bun and scholarly clothing complete with the glasses.
Zoe was the grim-looking girl on the plane with orange hair and military green button-up.
Dyna was the girl with the wild, wild red hair who had some sort of infatuation with explosions.
Echo was the robotic boy who earlier had initiated into rocket mode.
Leonard was the nerd who dressed in a green wizard's robe.
Pike was the male who had the red-dyed tip on his hair and was the one playing with his lighter.
And Max was the short purple-haired boy who had some sort of infatuation with EVIL!
Remember them now!
"Your team name is, the Waneyihtam Maskwak!" Chris announced. "Which in Cree means, the Ferocious Tigers!"
"Actually, it means Confused Bears," the Asian girl pointed out.
"Um, okay," Chris gave a light chuckle. "For the group of 7 that fell off the blimp with at least something, Nat, Isley, Dave, Beardo, Traps, Sky, and Careen."
You all know where this is going.
Nat was the girl with the monocle and the blonde hair tied into a bun.
Isley was the girl with white hair who had some sort of infatuation with the cold.
Dave was the boy of Indian descent who had sat next to Robbie earlier on the blimp.
Beardo was the beatboxer with the wild black hair.
Traps was the boy with the ultimate accessories of blings and gold teeth and whatnot.
Sky was the Asian girl who had earlier offered gum to some of her competition.
And Careen was the girl in the white dress who had hung out with Jasmine.
"You guys are known as the Moseskatew Osikiyas!" Chris exclaimed. "Which in Cree should mean, Savag-"
"Naked Lizards?" Careen looked confused.
Chris sighed.
"Before I introduce the final group, what does the Kayekicikawihk Sosowatim mean?" Chris asked.
"Awkward Donkeys," Sky instantly replied.
Chris frowned and ripped up his cards. He looked at Chef.
"This is why you should've let Carl do the translating!" Chris told Chef.
"And have that chubby boy touch my computer?" Chef asked. "No!"
Chris pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration before turning back to the final group.
"On the Awkward Donkeys, the people who jumped with nothing," Chris said. "Shawn, Gordon, Ella, Sugar, Wilbur, Brody, and Kellody!"
Finally. The final group.
Shawn was the zombie nut who wore the green beanie.
Gordon was the chef with the British accent.
Ella was the Snow White-looking girl who sang songs constantly.
Wilbur was the male with the ripped clothing who had hung out with Shawn earlier.
Brody was the male with the pink tanktop and was the one who complimented on Echo's cool features.
And Kellody was the hippie girl with the bangs that covered her eyes.
Remember those people!
Chris cleared his throat and looked at the 28 contestants.
"So, because there isn't any form of shelter we have prepared for you guys," Chris grinned. "We figured your first challenge is to build your own shelter! But first, please, speak your first impressions on this island in the Outhouse Confessional. We just want to know how you feel."
"That sounded creepy in so many ways," Dave pointed out.
"Just go!" Chris frowned.
Confessional: Ah! A Confessional! Wowee! The smell is still...smelly.
Samey: (sighs) Well, this little 'vacation' just went wrong. You see, the reason I joined Total Drama wasn't for the money. It was to get away from Amy...but now that she's here...
Scooter: My very first time surviving on a wild island! (smiles happily) My camp counselor Scottie was on the first season and since then, I've been waiting for a chance to compete in Total Drama! Technically, I'm still 14 but that didn't stop anyone now did it?
Echo: I am Echo. Electronic Computerized Host Optimus. I was created to have the artificial intelligence of a real human being and real human beings have dreams! My dream is to be like a real boy! Kinda like Pinocchio! (stands still) Processing term 'Pinocchio'. Written by Carlo Collodi... (stops and looks at the camera) I am still in the working stages of becoming a real boy.
Max: (grins) An island with nothing but wildlife and 32 other people on this island? (looks at the camera evilly) Oh yes. This is perfect for when I turn this island into my own personal evil lair! Yes! But first, patience. I cannot turn this into my evil lair until I have an evil laboratory to commit to my evil. And evil henchman that obey my every command is something else. Ooh! And also new clothes because looking evil is also important! And (static cuts him off because it goes on and on...)
Careen: Not even 5 minutes on the island and already I am offended by Chris's lack of knowledge of the Cree. You see, I joined this season in order to hang out here on the island. According to the contract and brochure I have read about the season, this is a genuine artificial island in which the Cree did prosper in. As a Cree descendant myself, I am very excited to see what this island has to offer. (smiles)
Isley: I have to admit. The island should be at least 15 degrees colder. I've been sweating like a bullet since I landed in the water. (fans herself)
Brody: Alright! Total Drama! Woohoo! My best bud Geoff competed on the first season! So did my other bud Tyler! So I thought that I should join this season to see how fun and wicked Total Drama really is. And so far, I had to jump out of a crashing blimp! It was awesome!
Shawn: An island with 32 other people? Nuh-uh. This spells zombie apocalypse all over the place! Everyone's gonna turn into zombies (shivers) and then they'll start eating each others brains (shivers more) And soon, I'm gonna be next! Nuh-uh no way!...In fact, I shouldn't even be in here! (dashes out of the Confessional)
The 4 teams found themselves at a pile of junk. Chris stood tall upon the mountain of junk piles.
"Now that you have confessed your inner most darkest feelings in our Confessional Outhouse," Chris grinned. "Let's begin your first challenge. This here is the Common Area, where you have to salvage whatever you can find before you begin. But be careful, for you'll have to watch out for our little guard dog...er...dogs..."
The contestants looked to see Chef and the three interns, armed with weapons.
"Whoa, that's not legal!" Traps blinked.
"Relax Bling Bling Boy," Chris said. "Chef is just armed with painful painful tennis balls, and the interns are armed with water guns...filled with whatever substances they could find. And I left it up to them too, so they better be good."
"Oh don't worry," Emily smiled. "It'll be good."
"Sure hope so Emily," Chris said. "You guys can build your shelter wherever you like. The best shelter according to me, wins the challenge."
Chris took out an airhorn.
"And go!" the host announced.
Chef began firing his tennis ball machine like a crazed psychotic maniac as the four teams of seven screamed and ran.
Floating Salmon - Amy, Jasmine, Robbie, Rodney, Samey, Scooter, Topher
The Floating Salmon ran toward the nearest hiding spot, a bunch of giant rocks that easily served to shield them from Chef's attacks.
"Alright team," Jasmine and Rodney spoke simultaneously. Jasmine and Rodney looked at one another. "Um, let's just...come...how are you copying everything I say?"
"A minute into our first challenge, and now we have leadership problems," Robbie said.
"Let's just listen to both of their ideas and choose the best one," Scooter suggested.
"Good idea," Jasmine and Rodney both said, exchanging glances at one another. "My...ugh..."
The two had still simultaneously linked their words before Rodney finally spoke out.
"Please, uh, ladies first," Rodney told Jasmine.
"Thank you Rodney," Jasmine gave a nod at Rodney who stared at Jasmine.
Oh gosh. Yep. It's already happening.
"Now my plan is that we split up and grab as many items as we can and run back here," Jasmine said. "Try to avoid the tennis balls, but if you do get hit, don't give up."
"So basically grab and ditch," Robbie told Jasmine.
"Whatever you call it," Jasmine told Robbie. "What was your idea Rodney?"
Rodney had been staring at Jasmine, dreamily. Her chocolate luscious skin. Her cute little nose. Her beautiful eyes. Her tough bad*ss appearance. Warms a man's heart.
"Rodney?" Jasmine raised an eyebrow at Rodney.
"Yeah, let's...let's go with your idea," Rodney smiled.
Confessional: Rodney = Harold...Jasmine = Leshawna?
Jasmine: This competition has a lot of strange people in it. But hey, nobody's perfect. Like Rodney for example. Strange boy, but he seems nice and gentleman-like.
Rodney: (sighs) Aw man, it's happening again isn't it? I have this problem of instantly having a crush on other girls and then I think we're dating and I have trouble expressing myself. It comes from being in a family of just my dad and three little brothers with the only books I have being romance novels. I have the full collection of the Twilight Saga. And Fault In Our Stars.
Confused Bears - Dyna, Echo, Leonard, Max, Pike, Scarlett, Zoe
The Confused Bears on the other hand ran deep into some bushes as they hid for cover.
"Hey, you're the smart girl right?" Pike asked Scarlett. "Got a plan?"
"The only plan I have is to retrieve only the useful materials we need to construct a form of shelter," Scarlett said. "Find whatever you think can be of use and bring it back here. Think you guys can do that?"
"I can so do that," Zoe smirked. "Let's go!"
Zoe ran out with Pike following her.
"Maybe I can also use a magic spell to help us make some objects appear!" Leonard suggested.
"Um-"
"I second that," Dyna grinned. "If you make a stick of dynamite appear that is."
"Sure thing," Leonard smiled. "Come on."
Leonard walked away as Dyna followed.
"Wait!" Scarlett called. Leonard and Dyna had already left as she groaned in defeat. "Oh well, doesn't matter. Echo, Max?"
Scarlett noticed Max was missing. She sighed.
"Nevermind, Echo?" Scarlett looked at Echo. "Think you can help gather materials using your robotic capabilities?"
"Um, actually," Echo began. "I'm trying hard not to use my robotic abilities Scarlett. It's cheating. And it's not how humans gather materials."
Scarlett just gave a sigh.
"I will help with collecting materials using only my hands now," Echo said as he ran to the junk pile.
Confessional: Gotta hand it to him. He's taking this whole 'Pinocchio' thing seriously.
Scarlett: My team is atrociously and stupendously inadequate. (shakes her head) I guarantee you I won't be here for long. (sighs)
Naked Lizards - Beardo, Careen, Dave, Isley, Nat, Sky, Traps
The Naked Lizards hid behind some rocks that hid them well away from Chef's sadistic gaze.
"Alright team," Sky began. "Here's what we are going to do. We need to figure what we are going to build first. Then we go grab the supplies we need."
"Won't that take too long?" Careen asked.
"Careen's right," Dave gave a chuckle. "We're just going to have to grab whatever the heck we need and just go at it when we start building."
"Just go at it?" Traps asked with a grin. "You speaking my language boy! Let's go Beard Guy!"
Beardo nodded and both Traps and Beardo ran off to the trash pile to gather some things.
"Wait but," Sky was about to say something before she noticed the two had ran off. She sighed. "Let's just go at it."
"Will do!" Isley smiled, heading off with Nat and Careen.
Dave gulped a bit as he looked at the trash pile.
Confessional: Yeah! Go at it! Whoo!...And then it fails horribly.
Dave: I have a case of severe germophobia. Like, um, I freak out when I get anything slimy...or sticky...or smelly...or... (looks at the toilet he is sitting on) Gah! Is this toilet even sanitary?! Agghhhhhh! (runs out of the Confessional)
Sky: Back home in the gymnastics team, I'm used to being in charge. Maybe it's because I'm just super competitive and my leadership skills are pretty extreme. But that's not the point. The point is, I'm just not used to taking orders from others. But hey, as a team player, I have to try, right?
Awkward Donkeys - Brody, Ella, Gordon, Kellody, Shawn, Sugar, Wilbur
The Awkward Donkeys hid behind a forest of trees.
They peeked out at the trash pile that was enlisted with the commotion of Chef shooting tennis balls.
"So, what do we do?" Kellody asked.
"I think we need someone to cover the team as they gather the stuff," Brody suggested.
"You mean like a bodyguard?" Shawn asked.
"Or a knight in shining armor?" Ella beamed.
"If that's what you want to call it!" Brody grinned. "Then yeah! Totally!"
"So then, who will be our f*cking 'bodyguard'," Gordon asked.
"Oh my," Ella widened her eyes in shock at Gordon's F-Bomb.
"What?" Gordon asked Ella, raising an eyebrow.
"Peace and tranquility," Kellody placed a hand on Gordon's shoulder.
"Get your hands off me," Gordon frowned.
"Guys," Wilbur called out. "Stay focused. We need to find a guy who's willing to take the hit as we gather the materials."
Wilbur eyed some of his teammates.
"Nuh-uh," Sugar shook her head. "Not me. I gotta keep my looks for the big pageant!"
"Then let me do it!" Brody grinned. "I would totally get hit by those balls for you all."
"Isn't that sweet?" Kellody smiled.
"Aw shucks," Sugar smiled.
"Self-sacrifice?" Shawn gulped. "In a zombie apocalypse. You would be the bravest man I would have ever met..."
Confessional: Insert Walking Dead references...
Brody: My team is so awesome. And I think I'm making a good impression on them for volunteering to be the team's bodyguard! I never bodied or guarded anyone. But if it means taking a hit by just tennis balls then it should be easy. I mean, how bad would a tennis ball really hurt? (shows off a cocky grin)
"Really bad, really really bad!" Brody was getting pelted in the face by Chef's tennis ball machine. He was serving as the meat shield for the Awkward Donkey as they gathered some materials.
"Man, I really wish we had a wheelbarrow," Wilbur told Shawn.
Floating Salmon - Amy, Jasmine, Robbie, Rodney, Samey, Scooter, Topher
Speaking about wheelbarrows, Rodney had just gotten a wheelbarrow and was on his way back to the team.
"I got a wheelbarrow!" Rodney declared.
"Nice job Rodney," Jasmine nodded. "We can use that for the challenge!"
"Hehe," Rodney gave a small giggle. "Thanks..."
"Um, okay?" Jasmine raised an eyebrow at Rodney.
"Move it," Amy frowned at Rodney, pushing him aside. "Come on Samey!"
Samey sighed and followed behind Amy as the meaner twin had took the wheelbarrow and was currently pushing it toward the junk pile.
"There goes the twins," Robbie noted.
"Hey, didn't we have another person on our team?" Scooter asked looking around.
...
Topher was missing.
(Chef's Tennis Ball Sniper Zone)
As Chef fired his tennis ball machine at the contestants, Chris sat back on a lawn chair, drinking from a coconut. That had a red smiley face. And...oh best not to think about it.
"Ah, this is the life," Chris noted. "The sounds of a good Total Drama challenge."
"This is the life," Chef grinned. "I missed using this machine," Chef hugged his tennis ball machine as he continued to fire.
"Hey Chris!" a voice called as Chris opened his eyes.
It was Topher, who smiled giddly.
"Oh hello Topher," Chris noted. "What's up?"
"Oh just you know," Topher chuckled. "Checking how the hosting life is heh."
"Are you going to act all giggly and start praising me like a Chris fanboy?" Chris asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Um," Topher began to answer.
"And then try to do something that might piss me off?" Chris asked.
"Uh," Topher began to answer.
"And why aren't you in the challenge," Chris told Topher. "It's a million dollar competition. Your team needs you."
"Ah, yeah, you're right!" Topher nodded before running off.
Chris raised an eyebrow as Chef stopped shooting.
"Bad memories?" Chef asked Chris.
"You're lucky your secrets weren't revealed on live international television," Chris frowned at Chef. "Now go back to shooting as I drown my sorrow in this familiar looking coconut."
Chris began to drink his coconut rapidly.
Stop your snickering viewer. I see you there.
Confessional: Haha! Drinking his coconut!
Topher: Let me be honest here. I didn't come to Total Drama to win. I came on Total Drama just so I can audition to be the next host on Total Drama. Think about it, Chris is getting too old for this. He's been running this show for five seasons. It's time for a more younger and handsomer Total Drama host...like yours truly. (gives a cocky grin)
(Pike, Zoe)
"Aha," Zoe had ran around the trash pile. A place where Chef was unable to hit them. "Great spot for salvaging garage!"
"Salvaging garbage," Pike rolled his eyes. "Wonderful."
"No time for talking," Zoe declared. "Get salvaging!"
Pike opened up his lighter.
"...Do I have to?" Pike asked.
"If you want to win," Zoe looked at Pike.
"Uh huh," Pike noted. He flicked his lighter and waved the flame around. "Listen. Even if we get some stuff, how are we going to bring it back? Without Chef detecting us that is."
Zoe began to think.
"Hmm, I think I may have an idea," Zoe told Pike. "You probably aren't going to like it."
"Depends on the plan," Pike said.
"...How would you feel with masking your scent?" Zoe asked.
Confessional: Masking scent. I can imagine the green gassy air wearing a mask.
Pike: (flicks his lighter on and off and looks at the camera) Eh. I've been near crazier people.
Zoe: I'm a proud zoologist and a zookeeper back at home. So frankly, applying animal logic to the wilderness is something I've been meaning to try for a while now! I'm also tough. That comes from protecting my fellow zookeepers from lions that just want to bite their heads off.
(Beardo, Traps)
Beardo and Traps had latched onto a wooden plank.
"Yes!" Traps grinned. "A wooden plank!"
Beardo gave a 'Ding!' noise and a thumbs-up.
"Ha!" Traps grinned. "Thanks Beard Man! Now let's move it!"
Traps grabbed the wooden plank but was stopped by William, holding a water gun.
Beardo and Traps looked at William and laughed.
"What are ya gonna do?!" Traps laughed. "Spray us with water?! Ha!"
William frowned.
"Actually," William said before spraying Traps and Beardo with what seems to be hot sauce.
Traps and Beardo screamed. Beardo letting off the most 'meme-ish' scream possible.
"AGGHHHH!" Traps screamed as Beardo and Traps ran around with hot sauce in their eyes.
Traps had dropped his plank and crashed into Beardo.
"...Hmm," William smiled. "Booyah."
Confessional: Hey! That's Cyborg's catchphrase!
Traps: Yo yo yo, this ain't right. (wipes his eyes of hot sauce...the burning intensifies) AGHHHHHHHH!
(Careen, Isley, Nat)
Isley had gotten what seems to be a tarp.
"I got something!" Isley smiled before pulling.
"Let go!" a voice growled.
Isley looked at saw Amy, attempting to pull the tarp away from her.
"I might need help!" Isley declared.
"Samey!" Amy growled. "Get your useless butt over here and help me!"
Samey nodded and begrudgingly went to help her sister pull the tarp away from Isley.
"Hold on Isley!" Careen cried.
"I'll say," Nat was wide-eyed.
Careen and Nat both attempted to help Isley by pulling the tarp away from the twins.
"It's our tarp!" Isley cried. "We got it first!"
"Losers weepers!" Amy frowned. "Pull harder Samey!"
"I'm trying," Samey winced.
Soon enough, all of them were sprayed. Each opposing team members with different substances.
Amy and Samey were drenched with some sort of yellow liquid.
"Ugh," Amy frowned. "You smell worse than usual Samey!"
"Um, I like to-"
"Shut up Samey!" Amy frowned before sniffing a horrible odor upon herself. "Urgh! I smell like you!"
"What is this stuff?" Samey asked.
"Bear urine," Carl said, standing amongst the girls with Emily and their water guns.
"Bear urine?!" Amy screamed. "AHHHHH!"
Amy ran away as Samey attempted to run after her.
"Wait Amy!" Samey cried.
"Then, what were we sprayed with?" Careen asked.
"Whatever it was, it felt nice," Isley smiled.
"It was cold," Careen said.
"I know it was," Isley sighed happily.
"It was swamp water," Emily raised an eyebrow.
"Eh," Nat shrugged. "Swamp water isn't that bad. But look, the tarp!"
Confessional: Emily must've come across an ogre to get that water.
Nat: I am what you would call an Evolutionary Philosopher. I enjoy reminiscing among human evolution. From how apes became man. It's a controversial subject. And really, I don't really believe that apes can become human beings. I am just here to examine just our psychological capabilities. Maybe I should be known as the Evolutionary Psychologist. (chuckles and fixes her monocle)
Awkward Donkeys - Brody, Ella, Gordon, Kellody, Shawn, Sugar, Wilbur
Brody was still getting pelted by tennis balls and looked bruised up by that point. His entire team was at least carrying something.
One tennis ball missed Brody and hit Gordon on the knee, who dropped on the ground with his tools of planks and wooden boards.
"Bloody f*cking hell!" Gordon declared before falling.
"Watch your language please," Kellody told Gordon.
"Well I'm sorry for being in pain!" Gordon gripped his knee.
"Peace and tranquility Gordon," Kellody told Gordon before getting bopped on the head by a tennis ball.
"Not sure if I can keep this up bros!" Brody groaned.
"Then we must retreat at once!" Wilbur declared as he held some stuff. "Let's go!"
The Awkward Donkeys, except Ella and Brody ran off with a bunch of supplies. Gordon being dragged on the ground by Kellody.
"Your heroic attempts to be our bodyguard is quite flattering," Ella smiled at Brody. "So flattering that I just might sing a song!"
Ella opened her mouth but was hit in the eye by a tennis ball.
"Aw dudette!" Brody groaned.
Confessional: Tennis balls can crush the dreams of little girls everywhere.
Ella: (holds an icepack to her eye but is still smiling) When I watched Total Drama World Tour, I instantly fell in love with Total Drama itself. Though the competition is rather dangerous and the people can be a bit mean...that doesn't mean I can't still sing and try to have everyone get along!
(Dave, Sky)
Dave was about to grab something in the trash pile but retracted his hand upon seeing what was with it.
On top of what seemed to be a metal plate was a moldy green thing forming on it.
"Oh ew ew ew," Dave gulped. "Come on Dave...you can do it. Just grab the metal pla-"
Emily hopped out from the trash pile and sprayed Dave with swamp water.
Dave shivered and looked at it.
"Uh, what is this?" Dave asked.
"Swamp water?" Emily told Dave.
"S-S-Swamp water?!" Dave was wide-eyed before running around in a circle. "AGH! GET IT OFF ME! GET IT OFF ME!"
DING!
A tennis ball nailed Dave right in the kiwis. And Dave fell down with a groan.
"Nice teamwork Chef!" Emily gave a thumbs-up at Chef.
Chef nodded back at Emily.
Sky gasped when she saw Dave on the ground.
"Dave!" Sky gasped before grabbed the metal plate and tossing it at her team's hideout. She then carried Dave back to the hideout as well.
(Scarlett)
Scarlett was walking around until she spotted Leonard and Dyna.
"There you guys are," Scarlett said. "I have been looking for you two."
"Quiet Scarlett," Leonard told Scarlett. "We're in a middle of a spell."
"A spell to make a dynamite magically appear!" Dyna grinned.
Scarlett was just silent at that.
"You have fun with that unavailing activity," Scarlett told Leonard and Dyna before walking off with a sigh.
Confessional: Who brought Harry Potter to this universe?! Again?!
Scarlett: Of course I am on a team with individuals who can't connect to my intellect. It's more of a, if I calculate this correctly, 1/4 chance of being on a good team. But it's also a 1/28th chance of being on a good team from the start. Hmm...I wish for a pencil. I need to calculate this correctly. (Honestly, I don't know what on Earth she's doing...)
Floating Salmon - Jasmine, Robbie, Rodney, Scooter
Jasmine had just grabbed some large cardboard pieces and had brought it over to the hideout, dodging the tennis balls skillfully.
"Nice work Jasmine," Scooter smiled at Jasmine.
"Thank you little one," Jasmine spoke in her Australian accent.
Topher skidded by and fixed his hair.
"Where were you?" Jasmine asked Topher.
"Um, talking to Chris?" Topher asked.
"Why?" Jasmine narrowed her eyes.
"Um, trying to get some intel on the challenge?" Topher asked.
"What do we need intel for?" Rodney asked Robbie.
"You know, for a sharp advantage," Topher said.
"Did you get any?" Jasmine asked.
"No," Topher sighed.
"Then just go get the pieces," Jasmine sighed.
"Alright," Topher shrugged and went to get some pieces.
Amy screamed past Jasmine and shuddered on the ground with Samey behind. The foul odor trailing straight on them.
"Um, are you okay?" Robbie asked Amy. "And what is that smell?"
"And where's our wheelbarrow?!" Jasmine asked.
"It was all Samey's fault!" Amy pointed at Samey. "She got me distracted when I got a piece...and now I smell awful! Plus, she purposely left the wheelbarrow for the other team to take!"
"What?!" Samey was wide-eyed.
"Not cool Samey," Robbie sighed.
Jasmine gave a sigh.
"It doesn't matter if we have the wheelbarrow or not," Jasmine told the team. "Let's just grab whatever we can and move on with it!"
"Yeah!" Rodney nodded. "What she said!"
Rodney stepped out of the hiding space and charged to the trash pile...before getting sprayed by Carly, Emily, and William.
Confessional: Triple Team!
Rodney: (an awful odour emmits from Rodney) This stinks. Big time...
(Echo)
Echo was currently salvaging parts when he was hit by some tennis balls.
"Ow, that was painful," Echo turned to Chef who grinned as he stacked his machine with more tennis balls. "Is that how the saying goes?"
"Pretty much," Chef shrugged before shooting at Echo.
Instantly Echo's eyes turned blue.
"Initiating Self-Defense Mode!" Echo declared before his arm turned into a shield and blocked the tennis balls from hitting.
Echo' other arm turned into a blaster of sorts and it shot out a beam...directly at Chef's tennis ball machine.
Chef gasped and jumped out of the way as the tennis ball machine exploded.
...
Chris was in awe at what happened as Chef ran back.
His tennis ball machine.
His favorite one too.
It was blown to smithereens.
"Noooooooooooooooooo!" Chef screamed into the air.
"That was awesome," Chris grinned before looking sympathetic when Chef gave a side-eyed glare. "I mean, aw, are you okay Chef?"
"These kids keep destroying my stuff," Chef sniffled.
"And it's not even the same cast of kids too," Chris nodded.
After some more collecting from both teams, Chris sounded the airhorn.
"It's time to start building!" Chris announced. "Judging will take place after three hours so get to it!"
Floating Salmon - Amy, Jasmine, Robbie, Rodney, Samey, Scooter, Topher
The Floating Salmon were in the woods, with large trees and everything.
Topher placed his hand into a camera pose.
"I can see it now," Topher chuckled. "We're building a Chris Head. A Chris Head Hut."
"Ew, why would we want to build that?" Amy asked in disgust.
"Chris is the judge, and we all know the only other thing he likes besides hair gel is himself," Topher smiled. "Trust me on this."
"Topher makes good points but," Jasmine began. "Do we have the materials for that?"
"We only got some wooden planks and cardboard stuff," Samey said.
"And if I'm not mistaken," Robbie began. "Samey was the one lost the wheelbarrow that could have easily benefited us by helping obtain more materials."
Samey gasped.
"But I-" Samey began.
"Ugh, stop it Samey!" Amy rolled her eyes. "Haven't you caused enough damage? We don't need to hear your silly voice again!"
Samey looked at her team who either gave her strange and suspicious glances. She sighed and stood far away from her team.
And Robbie looked guilty seeing this.
Confessional: Poor Sammy
Robbie: (sighs) I feel awful. Did you see how sad Samey was? Damn me!
Samey: (sighs) The first day and already Amy turned the entire team against me... feels like home...again (voice cracks a bit)
Confused Bears - Dyna, Echo, Leonard, Max, Pike, Scarlett, Zoe
The Confused Bears were at a soot, currently sitting down. Except for Max. Max was missing currently
"So, what did everyone manage to gather?" Scarlett asked.
"Well, we didn't get the dynamite, but we did some twigs," Leonard smiled as Dyna nodded.
Scarlett took a deep breath.
"Of course, magic has its...faults...its many many many faults," Scarlett said.
"I got some trash," Echo tossed down a trash bag. In it were soda cans, wads of paper, and uneaten food.
"Huh, raccoons might be desperate if they want to eat that," Zoe noted. A strange odor was noted.
"Zoe and Pike?" Scarlett asked. "What'd you two get?"
"We got pissed on," Pike said. "That's something."
"Masking scent," Zoe argued.
"This is brilliant," Scarlett gave a smile...a twitchy smile.
"It is?" Leonard smiled. "Oh thank goodness!"
"Wait, maybe Leonard can magically make a home appear!" Dyna grinned.
"Well, that would certainly be enlightening," Scarlett crossed her arms.
"Take it away Leonard!" Dyna declared. "Badabang!"
Leonard nodded and took out his stick of a wand. Then came the spells:
"Appearo disappearo make a houso bang bang appearo!"
That was his spell.
Dyna was grinning as the other members of the team just stared at Leonard.
"Thank you for the entertainment," Pike told Leonard. "Would've preferred Saturday Night Live, but that would do. Anyone got a better plan."
"Just hold on a moment," Leonard told Pike. "A home is sure to appear."
"As if it would-"
Scarlett was interrupted by Max's voice.
"I have found a home!" Max cackled. "An evil secret lair! Mwahahahahohack!"
Max coughed in the middle of his laugh.
"What?" Scarlett blankly looked at Max.
"It worked!" Leonard declared.
"Hooray for Leonard!" Dyna grinned.
"Are we not going to question where this guy was at the whole time?" Pike asked.
"Follow me you wretched beings!" Max grinned as he led the team to what he had found.
And the team followed, except for Pike that is.
"...Oh yeah," Pike sighed.
Confessional: Wretched beings? I'll have you know that even though I may be a being, I ain't wretched!
Pike: As I said, I've been near crazier people.
Naked Lizards - Beardo, Careen, Dave, Isley, Nat, Sky, Traps
Traps was cradling in pain from the hot sauce.
Beardo was making sizzling noises, which didn't help at all.
And Dave cradled thanks to the swamp water he was doused in.
"So um, what did we all get?" Sky asked. "I got us this giant metal plate.
"We got a tarp," Isley told Sky.
"...Is that all we got?" Sky asked.
"Yo, yo, yo my eyes are FREAKING BURNING!" Traps wailed. "It hurts!"
"I'm coated in swamp water," Dave shivered.
Beardo gave a shrug.
"The boys on our team are not having a very nice day," Nat noted.
"I don't think anyone is besides the team who feel good with what they're trying to build," Careen said.
Sky immediately stood up.
"Alright team," Sky looked determined. "We have to pull ourselves together!"
"Huh?" Careen raised an eyebrow.
"Traps," Sky went to Traps. "You and Beardo will go with Isley to the beach to get cleaned up."
"You will?" Isley asked.
"To get the hot sauce off them," Sky told Isley.
"Okay," Isley nodded. "Let's go Traps and Beardo!"
Traps and Beardo followed Isley with a jog.
"Nat and Careen, all we have is a tarp and a metal plate," Sky told Nat and Careen. "So I want you two to gather as many boulders and possible."
"I'm not sure on what you are planning, but we'll do it," Nat nodded.
Nat and Careen ran off to gather some boulders.
"And Dave?" Sky looked at Dave. "It's just swamp water. It's not going to kill you."
"How would you know that?" Dave shivered.
"You're alive aren't you?" Sky looked at Dave.
"I can die at any minute later," Dave shivered.
"Do you feel any pain anywhere?" Sky asked.
"Just the part that I was hit by the tennis balls," Dave said.
"Then you're fine!" Sky told Dave. "Trust me on this."
Dave looked at Sky's eyes. Her trustworthy eyes and Dave's fear instantly shrank.
"O-okay," Dave nodded. "It's just swamp water! It won't kill me! Yeah!"
Confessional: The swamp water won't kill you. But whatever is living in the swamp? That's what's gonna kill you.
Dave: (impressed) Wow, Sky has a...nice assuring effect on people. Makes her seem...cute. (Oh boy, this has started as well)
Sky: Now that is how a team should be. Someone has to take charge and band the team together and overcome the impossible! (giggles) Sorry, I get giggly when I'm excited.
Awkward Donkeys - Brody, Ella, Gordon, Kellody, Shawn, Sugar, Wilbur
"Whoa, look at the stuff we got," Wilbur noted upon the large piles of useful materials that had managed to grab.
"A bloody wheel tire?" Gordon raised an eyebrow. "How in the even hell did we get that?"
"The same way we got some random weapons?" Kellody asked.
Wilbur and Gordon looked to Shawn, who nervously blinked.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Shawn asked. "Are you going to eat my brains?!"
"No," Kellody shook her head. "We're just wondering why we have some random weapons."
"Because Kellody, you never know when you can use it," Shawn said. "There might be a zombie apocalypse. And then we won't have anything to defend ourselves with!"
"None of these thangs look like they could win a pageant contest," Sugar noted.
"Um, I did just say it was for a zombie apocalypse," Shawn noted.
"Hush your chicken puffs," Sugar frowned. "These thangs here are useless!"
"Actually, I have an idea of what we can do," Wilbur grinned. "Shawn, how are you with booby traps?"
"Booby?" Sugar looked at her breasts.
"Pretty good at them," Shawn said.
"Then build us the best booby-traps you can make with these weapons," Wilbur smiled.
Shawn nodded.
"Then what will we build?" Ella asked.
Wilbur grinned.
"A treehouse!" he declared.
Confessional: Will it be a magic one?
Wilbur: The team I'm on is full of colorful people. Reminds me of home with the younger and some older kids. I live on the streets with them you know. Which is why my clothing is kind of tattered. It's kind of the reason why I'm also here. We need the money after all.
Floating Salmon - Amy, Jasmine, Robbie, Rodney, Samey, Scooter, Topher
The Floating Salmon all got to work. Except Samey of course, who herself had sat alone. And only Robbie seemed to note this.
"The chin needs to be just right," Topher smiled. "Yeah, get that cleft chin right."
"You heard Topher, put yer back into it," Jasmine told the team.
"Yes ma'am," Rodney smiled dreamily before shaking his head.
"I am so glad I got my 'Build A Face With Rocks' Badge," Scooter smiled.
Everyone began trying to assemble the Chris Head House as Robbie walled over to Samey who stared at the ground.
"You gonna help?" Robbie asked Samey.
"H-huh?" Samey asked Robbie. "Oh um...yeah..."
Samey stood up glumly as she went to grab a plank. Robbie watched this.
And of course.
"Nuh-uh, what do you think you're doing Samey?" Amy asked.
"Helping?" Samey answered.
"Sorry, but you're going to have to sit back or else you're going to end up ruining what we built," Amy said.
"Whoa hold on there," Topher told Amy. "Let her help. We need everyone to help and make Chris's Head perfect."
Amy frowned deeply.
"Oh fine," Amy said. "But if the building collapses, you can blame it on Samey!"
"Okay?" Topher asked. "Anyway, Samey, come join us!"
"O-okay," Samey nodded as she went to help.
Confessional: Samey. Amy. Lamey. Those rhyme.
Amy: If these lamebrains think that Samey is some use, then they're clearly mistaken. When we were born, Samey took 17 minutes to finally climb out of mom's womb. That's how lazy she is...
Confused Bears - Dyna, Echo, Leonard, Max, Pike, Scarlett, Zoe
The Confused Bears had followed Max to a cave. And the team members were either in awe and confusion.
"So you found us a cave?" Scarlett asked. "Not bad."
"I never said it was for you, you blithering redheaded...girl!" Max frowned. "Tis is my EVIL secret lair. All the EVIL villains have one!"
"So, why did you show it to us?" Pike asked.
"Huh?' Max asked, confused.
"If it's an evil secret lair, no one should know about it, right?" Pike asked.
"Oh yes," Max was wide-eyed before nodding in agreement. "This is just a cave. It is totally not an EVIL secret lair! Begone now!"
"Okay," Dyna nodded turning before being stopped by Scarlett.
"Max, let us join you in your evil secret lair," Scarlett suggested. "We can even be your evil minions if you please."
"Hmm, that does sound tempting," Max noted before grinning wickedly. "I accept your offer! Now KNEEL!"
"Or you can just show us around your 'evil' secret lair," Scarlett suggested.
"Good idea minion," Max chuckled. "Glad I thought of it."
Max turned to the cave and prepared to walk in before Echo spoke up.
"Halt," Echo said. "There are unknown specimen living in the shelter known as the cave."
"Silly robot!" Max frowned. "The only unknown specimen inside the terror that is EVIL!"
Max walked into the cave.
Then a swarm of bats flew out as Max screamed and ran outside. Echo beeped.
"Unknown specimen identified as...bat..." Echo monotoned before shaking his head and sighing.
"At least the bats cleared out," Zoe nodded. "Let's head in."
Max had still been cradling on the ground.
"You do that, I will go grab our materials to festoon the place," Scarlett suggested.
"Festoon?" Leonard asked.
"...Decorate," Scarlett told Leonard.
"Oh, good idea Scarlett!" Leonard nodded.
Confessional: There's your Word of the Day everyone. Festoon!
Max: Day number one and I already have evil minions to obey my command. Oh ho ho ho. Soon, that million dollars will be mine. And finally, EVIL will win! Mwahahaha- (coughs) -ack!...I'm still working on my evil laughter but no matter. Evil needs to have patience...
Naked Lizards - Careen, Dave, Nat, Sky
While Isley, Beardo, and Traps were absent off to the beach, Careen and Nat had brought over some boulders.
"So, what's with the boulders?" Dave asked.
"We...are going to build a small hut," Sky smiled.
"That's not a bad idea," Careen smiled.
"And we'll use the tarp as a roof!" Nat smiled. "Brilliant idea Sky!"
"Thank you," Sky smiled back. "Let's get to it team."
"What about the other three?" Dave asked.
"They'll help when they come back Dave," Sky smiled.
(Beardo, Isley, Traps)
Beardo, Isley, and Traps were by the beach.
Traps and Beardo gotten into the water.
"How's the water guys?" Isley asked. "Is it cold? Chilly chilly cold?"
"Yo girl, what's your obsession with the cold all about?" Traps asked.
"I'm a cryomaniac," Isley shrugged. "I adore the cold."
"Cool cool," Traps poked his head into the water before submerging in pain. "Agh..."
Beardo got out of the water as well and made some alarm sounds when he saw Traps groan in pain.
"Oh, Traps, are you okay?" Isley asked.
"The water's salty," Traps groaned. "My eyes burn...even more!"
Beardo continued to make alarm sounds as Isley looked at Beardo.
"Beardo, how are you not burning?" Isley asked.
Beardo shrugged.
Confessional: Must be the beard.
Beardo: Truth be...told. I only got a little hot sauce compared to...Traps. This is also my...uh...first time near many people...so I'm kinda...shy. It's hard to...uh...talk near people because...of this...
Awkward Donkeys - Brody, Ella, Gordon, Kellody, Shawn, Sugar, Wilbur
The Awkward Donkeys had managed to climb up on a tree and were currently constructing a treehouse.
Brody was below tossing up materials they needed...which probably wasn't a good idea.
"Hey Brody, mind handing me a wooden plank?" Shawn asked nearby, holding three tennis balls.
"Sure thing Shawn dude," Brody smiled as he went to hand Shawn a wooden plank.
When he noticed the tennis balls he screamed and prepared for impact.
"Don't ball me bro!" Brody dropped the wooden plank.
"Relax dude," Shawn told Brody. "I'm not gonna throw these at you. I managed to grab Chef's tennis ball machine remains..."
Shawn looked at the small pieces that remained after Echo had destroyed it.
"...Yeah, remains and right now, I'm going to construct another type of tennis ball machine," Shawn said. "It might not be good but hey, it's gonna slow the zombies down."
"Zombies?" Brody asked.
"Yeah dude," Shawn nodded. "You guys made the right decision building a treehouse. Zombies can't get us unless they climb. And it will take them a while so we're more able to escape!"
"Dude, that's bogusly smart!" Brody grinned. He held out a fist-bump.
Shawn screamed and prepared for impact.
"Don't turn me into a zombie!" Shawn dropped the tennis balls.
"...Relax dude, it's just a fist-bump," Brody noted.
"Oh, sorry," Shawn chuckled as he fist-bumped Brody.
Confessional: I think more people would be afraid of probably getting punched.
Shawn: Once the zombie apocalypse starts, our team will probably be the most definite to survive. We got booby traps. A treehouse. And many ways to escape the zombies. Of course, a game like Total Drama would want us to have allies and stuff. But so far, my closest allies seem to be Brody and Wilbur. And I have to not get too close to them because then when they turn into zombies, you'll start having second thoughts about slicing them and shooting them and stuff. So I'm keeping my ally list restrained.
Brody: Shawn is like an awesome dude. Dude goes on about zombies, zombies, zombies and I just think it's pretty wicked. Man. I love this game!
After three hours had past, Chris's voice appeared along the speakers implanted around the island.
"It's judging time!" Chris announced. "I will arrive to each and every one of your shelters momentarily...just gotta get my sheets and stuff..."
Floating Salmon - Amy, Jasmine, Robbie, Rodney, Samey, Scooter, Topher
Chris arrived to the Floating Salmon first. And frankly, what they built was a large wooden Chris head house complete with the cleft of his chin as doors and the eyes as a giant opening.
"A house based on me?" Chris asked. "I'm flattered."
"Yes, I knew Chris would love it!" Topher grinned.
"I do," Chris nodded. "But...I'm judging based on the best shelter. Thanks to how fabulous I probably am and the fact that Shelter Me is wooden, you might attract a lot of critters that might take a liking to your shelter."
Chris nodded.
"I think I made my decision," Chris nodded. "Meet me by the Bonfire Pit."
"Where is the Bonfire Pit?" Scooter asked.
"Right over there," Chris pointed to a hill with some stumps and some tall torches and lighting. "You really can't miss it."
"Aw man, are we eliminating someone?" Rodney asked.
"Not yet you aren't," Chris winked.
Chris had walked off as Amy frowned.
"So we probably lost because we had to build some stupid head," Amy frowned. Her frown mainly directed toward Topher.
"Whoa there, calm down Amy," Jasmine told Amy. "Topher was in the right direction. Ya can't blame him for that."
"I was so sure he was gonna be all 'Wow' and then we would instantly win," Topher defended. "That's so Chris right?"
"I agree," Robbie nodded as did Scooter and sheepish Samey.
Confessional: Did Chris McLean change?...Oh no. It's just me. Making sure that him becoming a psychopath will not happen in my story!
Topher: Who here thought that Chris was instantly going to make us win? Huh? Come on. Raise your hand.
Confused Bears - Dyna, Echo, Leonard, Max, Pike, Scarlett, Zoe
The Confused Bears were by the cave. Scarlett had hung the trash bag as a type of flea market umbrella as the beginning entrance. The outer cave lining was then coated with the soda cans and wads of paper that hung around.
Chris arrived and smiled when he saw this.
"Wow, nice design," Chris grinned.
The Confused Bears smiled.
"Who's idea was it to make it look so...awesome?" Chris asked.
"Scarlett's," Leonard smiled. "She fashooned-"
"Festooned," Scarlett corrected.
"-festooned the cave," Leonard smiled. "Huzzah!"
"Uh-huh," Chris nodded. "Nice to know. Too bad though. I said you had to build your shelter. Not find one and decorate it. But still, you got shelter. Meet me at the Bonfire Pit...which is over there."
Chris pointed at a direction.
"You really can't miss it," Chris said.
Chris then gave a nod and walked off as the Confused Bears groaned.
"So there goes our chances of winning this challenge?" Dyna asked.
"Hmph!" Max crossed his arms. "That man is oblivious. Of course, a man like that wouldn't understand what an EVIL secret lair would look like..."
"You're talking about Chris right?" Dyna asked.
"Of course you blabbering...whatever animal you are," Max told Dyna.
Dyna blinked.
Confessional: That's animalist.
Dyna: (giggles) Max is funny!...I wonder. He claims to be EVIL...so that means. He should know how to make a bomb...right?
Naked Lizards - Beardo, Careen, Dave, Isley, Nat, Sky, Traps
"We're back," Isley smiled as she helped Traps who was covering his eyes in pain. Beardo followed behind silently.
The other half of the Naked Lizards were pretty much done with their shelter. It was a stone hut. The tarp as a roof.
And it pretty much looked like well, a stone hut.
"This looks nice," Isley smiled.
"And it was all thanks to teamwork," Sky smiled.
"And with Sky as team leader," Dave grinned. "That's right. Sky as team leader!"
"Oh, thank you?" Sky looked at Dave in confusion. She shook her head and continued to smile.
"Wow, a stone hut," Chris noted. "Not bad. Not bad. Though, that tarp might not be good enough for rainfall."
"Which is why we installed a metal plate on the top," Careen smiled.
"Smart," Chris grinned. "Nice! Alright. Whatever your team name was, head to the Bonfire Pit. Straight over there. Ya can't miss it."
Chris grinned and walked off.
"Did you see his face?" Isley smiled.
"No," Traps groaned, covering his eyes.
"He was smiling," Isley smiled. "He must like it!"
"We're going to win!" Dave cheered.
Beardo made a 'Scrappy Doo catchphrase' like...dun nuh nuh nuhnuh! Puppy Power! Or however it went.
Confessional: Was I the only one who didn't mind much about Scrappy Doo?
Careen: It's nice to work as a team. And frankly, I think my team is the most 'teamiest' of them all. (giggles)
Awkward Donkeys - Brody, Ella, Gordon, Kellody, Shawn, Sugar, Wilbur
The Awkward Donkeys had finished up their treehouse.
Shawn finished up his traps.
The team was finished in general.
"A treehouse?" Chris walked over.
"Oh it's Chris," Ella smiled.
She began to sing as some music played behind her.
Welcome to our hoooome!
We washed with some foooooam!
We didn't need Google Chrome!
And we're certainly noooooooot
under a dooooooooome!
Ella had stopped and smiled sweetly at Chris who just looked at her.
"Thanks Ella," Chris said. "But I was here to judge the shelter...not your song."
Ella gave a polite nod and stepped aside.
Chris was about to take a step before Shawn rushed toward Chris.
"Hold it right there Chris," Shawn told Chris. "Take another step and you might get impaled by some arrows."
Chris went wide-eyed.
"Wow, you guys worked on a lot," Chris said. "Even booby traps?"
"Yeah," Shawn nodded.
Chris gave a grin.
"Nice," Chris grinned. "Well. You guys were the final team I had left to judge so, come on. To the Bonfire Pit!"
The Awkward Donkeys gave some smiles before walking behind Chris.
Of course, Brody stepped on a rope and was hung upside down.
"Whoa," Brody blinked.
Then a makeshift tennis ball machine appeared.
"Ah come on bro!" Brody groaned.
Confessional: More like tennis brawl.
Brody: (holds an icepack to his head) Man, I think I might end up having a fear of tennis balls later...
The 28 contestants in their 4 teams were at the Bonfire Pit.
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Everyone except Chris and the interns and Chef looked shocked and confused.
"Wait so, we all sucked?" Pike asked.
"Nope," Chris shook his head with a chuckle. "Today was just a little tutorial for you guys. We just wanted you newbies to taste the Total Drama atmosphere and to build yourself a shelter. And you did it. So congratulations newbies...and welcome to Total Drama Pahkitew Island."
"Bravo Chris!" Topher clapped his hands. "That was a great way to introduce the newbies to another season of Total Drama!"
"Thank you Topher," Chris smiled.
"Then, why did we come here to the Bonfire Pit?" Zoe asked.
"So I can say..." Chris began. "...That this is where you'll be voting off one of your teammates and opposing members. Duh."
"So, what's the departure mode this time?" Scooter asked.
"Glad you asked Scooter," Chris grinned. "And for now, it's not yet ready. I'm asking someone to put up the finishing touches."
"So is that way today was non-elimination?" Dave asked.
"One of the reasons," Chris shrugged. "Anyway, you guys. Go back to your shelter and rest up. Tomorrow is another day!"
The 28 contestants looked amongst themselves and walked back to their respective teams and shelters.
Confessional: 28 contestants. Soon to be...27...
Topher: Today's the tutorial? Heh. Chris, you sure know how to organize a season. (lays back) And it gives me plenty of time to show off my hosting capabilities! (gives a cocky grin)
Max: (evilly grins at the camera) First day down. More to go. And more to EVIL! Mwahahaha- (coughs) -acka! (frowns) I cannot seem to get my evil laughter right!
Careen: (smiles) Pahkitew Island? As a location for Total Drama? This is both exciting and exhilarating. Especially since we are on my native island. It is why I joined. So I can step foot onto my ancestor's land. (giggles)
Shawn: Just the tutorial? (looks frightened) Oh come on Chris! The faster you get this season done! The less people can turn into zombies on this show!
Chris turned to the camera.
And that's all for today folks!
A bunch of newbies, all weird and completely strange.
Will Topher continue to kiss up to me?
Will Max finally master his evil laughter?
Will I put Dave's germophobia to the test?
And will Brody get whacked by more tennis balls?
Find out, next time on...
TOTAL
DRAMA
PAHKITEW
ISLAND!
Contestants Left: 28
Floating Salmon:
Amy - The Mean Twin
Jasmine - The Australian Outback
Robbie - The Normal Dude
Rodney - The Country Boy
Samey - The Good Twin
Scooter - The Girl Scout
Topher - The Chris Wannabe
Confused Bears:
Dyna - The Explosive Fanatic
Echo - The Robotic Teenager
Leonard - The Nerdy LARPer
Max - The Self-Proclaimed Evil
Pike - The Pyromaniac
Scarlett - The High Intellect
Zoe - The Tough Zoologist
Naked Lizards:
Beardo - The Beatboxer
Careen - The Native Descendant
Dave - The Germaphobe
Isley - The Cryomaniac
Nat - The Evolutionary Philosopher
Sky - The Competitive Athlete
Traps - The Bling Bling Gangsta
Awkward Donkeys:
Brody - The Extreme Surfer
Ella - The Fairytale Princess
Gordon - The British Cook
Kellody - The Calm Hippie
Shawn - The Zombie Nut
Sugar - The Pageant Queen
Wilbur - The Wild Child
And here it is! The prequel to Total Drama Jurassic Island and the other Series and the 6th Chapter in my Total Drama Universe. Oh yeah, I'm doing a bunch of seasons hehe.
We have 28 characters. About 16 of which are canon characters and 12 of which are OCs.
Go ahead and review your thoughts and your favorite characters and what you think might happen in this season!
I am always interested in what you guys think about my stories and whatever suggestions you would suggest to me XD If that didn't sound too weird...
Who is your favorite? Least favorite? Who are you rooting for? Make rankings! Yeah!
Next time: Let's do a dance. A traditional dance! If these people even knew a traditional dance.
Shortly after Chris signed off the episode, Chris himself headed toward a man.
He was a tall man. He had on glasses, a black short hair in the style of a French crop. And he wore the more common lab coat and khaki pants and looked pretty handsome.
"Is it almost done?" Chris asked. "The new mode of transportation for all eliminated contestants?"
The man looked at Chris and smiled.
"It's already done," the man smiled.
He clicked a switch and the lights shunned down upon a giant cannon with a white and red design.
"You did say you wanted a cannon right?" the man asked.
"Professor Tham," Chris sniffled. "You are the best!"
The man known as Professor Tham smiled.
"Thank you very much Mr. McLean," Professor Tham smiled. "I live to impress..."
And Chris and the professor stared at the giant cannon.