A/N: Don't expect too many of these. Unless it's something important I need to tell you all of, it will just be story from here on out. This ones here to just get stuff out the way and reiterate some points from my application posts.

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With all that out of the way, let the story commence.

The show begins to an empty wooden dock on a mountainous island with many trees taking habitat on it. The sky is sunny and clear and the sea is a nice clean blue. A man dressed in a blue shirt with white sleeves takes the middle of the frame.

"Yo, we're coming at you live from Camp Wawanakwa, somewhere in Muskoka, Ontario. I'm your host, Chris McLean, dropping season 1 of the hottest new reality show on television, right now!" He proudly said, especially emphasising his name.

The camera zooms out to show him walking along the wooden dock with small waves crashing against the wood. "Here's the deal, 22 campers have signed up to spend 8 weeks right here at this crummy old summer camp." He stops at the right end of the dock. "They'll compete in challenges against each other, then have to face the judgement of their fellow campers." Chris explained. He raises right hand. "Every 3 days, one team will either win a reward or watch one of their team members walk down the Dock of Shame," Chris points to a picture of a boat that's been dropped into the frame. "take a ride on the Loser-Boat," he chuckles to himself "and leave Total Drama Island for good." He swings his arms like a golf club.

We see a fire pit with logs inside and 11 stumps placed around it. There is also a grey barrel drum being used as a podium beneath a blank wooden signpost. Chris walks up to the podium. "Their fate will be decided here, at the dramatic Campfire Ceremonies," Chris gives jazz hands at the ceremonies mention. "where each week, all but one camper will receive a marshmallow." Chris grabs a marshmallow on a stick and eats it, throwing away the stick. "In the end, only one will be standing, be rewarded with cheesy tabloid fame," this is inflated by Chris holding up gossip magazines. He then holds up a treasure chest with sparkling fake gold. "and a small fortune, which let's face it, they'll probably blow in a week." Chris flashes a sly smirk.

Chris voice can be heard over the following transitional footage. "To survive, they'll have to battle, black flies, grizzly bears, disgusting camp food, and each other." All the stated things, save the latter are shown on screen. "Every moment will on one of the hundreds of cameras situated all over the camp." Said cameras are shown in the forest and at the campsite.

We're back at the dock for Chris' outro. He flexes his arms. "Who will crumble under the pressure? Find out here, right now on Total! Drama! Island!" Chris' voice rises in volume with his arms after each pause.

The opening theme song starts playing. Lights, cameras and a clapper appear amongst the woodlands, disturbing any animals nearby.

Dear Mom and Dad I'm doing fine, you guys are on my mind.

A wide shot of island quickly moves past Chris on a director's chair in front of the cabins and then jibs up the mountain and dives into the water.

You asked me what I wanted to be and I think the answer is plain to see,

Farah is underwater pulling faces at a chasing shark and she smiles as it follows her. The camera pans up to Edward high-fiving the camera and then adjusts it to a board game with Yamazaki. She rolls a dice which is then stolen by an eagle. Both look slightly ruffled after with a feather caught in Edwards hair.

I WANNA BE FAMOUS!

Conor is sat with crossed legs in a breathing exercise with his eyes closed. Velma closes in with a magnifying glass looking at an insect crawling on his gi. The dice the eagle stole drop on his head, causing him to unintentionally hit the magnifying glass into Velma's face. Ria runs in to check Conor's head with Velma in turn accidentally striking her head with the magnifying glass while she's flailing about in pain.

I wanna live close to the sun, well pack your bags cause I've already won.

Jela and Jeffrey are on a boat sailing down the river. Jela snuggles up to Jeffrey and seductively rubs his chest. He looks onward unfazed. They both fall down a waterfall where Kali is practicing her monologuing, with script in hand, to Griff who rubs his temples in frustration. The splash from Jela and Jeffrey ruin Kali's script causing Griff to breath a sigh of relief.

Everything to prove, nothing in my way, I'll get there one day.

A bear growls at Griff and Kali who run away in fear past the outhouse. Mayra is on top of the outhouse swinging a lasso watching it unfold and tosses it at the bear, stopping it in its pursuit. We move to inside the kitchen where Chef is prepping food. Zveif can be seen reaching for sugar but Chef swats his grabby mitts with a spatula.

CAUSE I WANNA BE FAMOUS!

Dianne is at a table, looking at Chef's food in horror and performs a holy cross symbol with her fingers. It then proceeds to jump at her face. Kevin is at another table reading a book labelled 'World Most Deadly Diseases' before Gabriel slips a campaign poster in front of his face. Kevin looks up to see Gabriel preparing to read a speech before Dianne's food latches on to his face.

NA, NA NA NA NA, NA NA NA NA NA, NA NA NA NA NA.

At the beach, Tristan and Rose are both on motorcycles revving and then jetting off along the beach. They race past Deon who is oiling himself up in a Speedo swimsuit, posing for the camera before all the dust from the motorcycles flies in his face causing him to choke. In the water, we see Joey dive from a buoy. Once in the water, she points to a flag can be seen saying 'Equal rights for all genders' before an octopus tentacle rips it and drags her down along with it.

I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous.

Nick is on the dock pulling out his well-polished trophies from his suitcase. He then pulls out a gold medal and twirls it on his index finger before it flies up towards the sun.

I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous. *Whistles*

Claire lights a fire-cracker on the podium. She chuckles until Anton glares at her. She then throws it in the fire. She feigns ignorance with Anton's glare getting stronger as Claire whistles with everyone else around the fire joining with the firecracker going off in it. The camera pulls out to reveal a giant sign that reads Total Drama Island.

Back at the dock, Chris stands ready to begins the show. "Welcome back to Total Drama Island. Alright, it's time to meet our first set of campers. We told some of them they'd be staying at a 5-star resort, so if some of them seem a little TO'd, that's probably why." Chris chuckles at that possibility. "Here comes our first camper now."

A boat pulls up and a lanky guy wearing a black shirt with blue jeans and a silver locket around his neck steps off the boat with his bags. He has light skin and a brown low fade haircut. "Griff, what's up?"

"Thanks for having me man. Like the new look. Those suit you way better than the tennis shorts from that Bad-minton movie." Griff chuckles at his pun while Chris looks annoyed.

"Yeah, thanks." Chris says dripping with sarcasm. The next boat arrives. A girl with an athletic body sporting a lavender top and black yoga pants steps off with her suitcases. Her short, cyan coloured hair stands out. She looks around slightly confused. "Joey, welcome"

"Thank you. So, when do we go to the resort." She asks in a chipper tone.

"This is the resort. Camp Wawanakwa."

"Huh, hope they still have that spa in the brochure." She said to herself, dragging her suitcase along the dock.

"Hey Deon." A buff, well-groomed man with smooth caramel skin comes off carrying his suitcases. He rocks his faded jeans showing both of his knees as well as a plain white shirt with BOSS printed in capitalised black letters. His glossy lips and diamond earrings glisten under the sunlight.

"Uh uh, this is where we're staying?" He says with an upset yet campy demeanour.

"It's not where I'm staying. I've got my own trailer with AC that-a-way. I'm sure you'll still enjoy the camp cabins though." He says slightly condescendingly.

"There is no wa-hey that I'm staying on this dingy old island. I'm outta here." Deon begins to walk off back towards his boat. It drives off without him. "Hey, get back here!" he yells angrily.

"I'm sure you're aware of these from your time modelling, but this is a contract. Our lawyers have made sure you can't get out until the shows over. Sorry." He jokingly uttered. Deon walks to the other 2 contestants grumbling under his breath.

The next boat pulls up with a young intern carrying lots of bags to the dock. A curvy, chocolate-skinned woman steps off behind. She's sporting a red crop top and black skinny jeans leaving little to the imagination. "Just place them over by the dock, please sweetie." She sweetly commands to an intern. Said intern slowly does so before collapsing under the weight of the luggage. "Thank you baby." She proceeds to patronisingly rub his chin but he stills loves it.

"Um Jela. Those interns are to do my bidding, not yours." Chris stated in annoyance pointing at the crush soul.

"Aw but he was just being a gentleman. He said a fine lady like myself shouldn't be forced to carry such heavy stuff by herself. Isn't that right?" Every guy rolls their eyes as the intern proceeds to give a thumbs-up, probably due to his lungs being crushed by her stuff. He gets out just in time as the next contestant arrives.

"Here's our next contestant Yamazaki…" Chris trails off as a petite Asian girl wearing a black cape and various fantasy based merchandise steps off. She's also wearing a side purse shaped like an arrow quiver. "Err… wow" Chris says quietly to camera. Yamazaki reaches into her purse and pulls out two 20-sided die. She rolls them landing on 7 and 13.

"How are you this fine day, Master McLean?" She enquires with a faux posh English accent.

"I'm fine. Could you go join the rest of the guys over there?" Chris said clearly weirded out.

She complies walking to the other arrivals. "Ah, my fellow companions of adventure. Allow me to prepare us for competition." She rolls her dice landing on 5 and 8. "Excellent, a +5 strength boost. You could especially use that." She innocently points at an offended Griff.

"Hey!" Griff said in an amazing comeback.

An afro-haired guy came next scowling at the other contestants who looked befuddled as to why. Chris got the same treatment but he knowingly smiled. The guy with the ripped designer shirt, black joggers and gold medal around his neck stormed up to Chris. He infuriatingly questioned "McLean, why am I not the first arrival to your competition?"

"Nick, buddy. Seems like the boat driver was a bit later than the others. Nothing to do with me." Chris kept the cheeky grin throughout the explanation.

Nick turned to the exiting boat and shouted "Imbecile." Before joining the rest of the arrivals. He knocked Joey's suitcase close to the water.

She retaliated "Hey, be more careful next time. You could have ruined my stuff."

Nick scoffed "If your current look is anything to go by, it clearly wouldn't have been much of an improvement on your current inferior state."

Joey's rage was starting to boil. "Inferior! Listen here, you st-" Her tirade was interrupted by a loud scream on the next boat.

"Kyah" A toned man clad in a gi with a white tank top underneath was performing a martial arts exercise. He stepped off with a drinks bottle and made his way to Chris.

"Conor, dude. Welcome to the island."

Conor humbly bowed towards Chris. "It's an honour to participate in this event, McLean-sensei." Chris egotistically smirked at the honorific he received.

The next boat arrived with a ramp on its bow. Revving could be heard and a chick with a ponytail and black leather jacket sped off the ramp. She landed on the dock with a quick drift towards Chris who recoiled at nearly being hit. Chris glared at her "Who said you bring a motorcycle here, Rose?"

"Well, I wasn't going to leave it at home. Can't let my baby get stolen." She cockily replied.

"Oh, then I guess you don't mind if we take it off you then for the remainder of the competition." Chris returned.

"Over my dead body." Rose blocked it off. Chris snapped his fingers as interns forced her away from it. The bike was removed from the docks and Rose joined the others frustrated and resigned to her bikes fate, for now.

The next boat arrived carrying another small girl. This one however was wearing a black-sleeveless hoodie with camo shorts and white knee-high socks. She stepped daintily off and took a breath before making her way to everyone. "Hello Ria. Welcome to the show."

"Uh, thank you." She quickly looked everyone over before taking he place behind the larger members of the cast.

"Not gonna lie. A little anti-climactic after everything else." Chris remarked to the camera. He turned back towards the water then let out a totally manly yelp in surprise. A frail boy holding up his own camera on a stick. He was in brown shorts with a black shirt with a video game controller on it.

"Say hi for all my wonderful subscribers Chris." The boy was smiling wide to the camera lens. Chris stole the camera away from him.

"None of your own footage, Edward." He said frustrated. "All footage not aired on the show is for our DVD releases only."

"Oh, come on. No one will be watching this show on DVD anyway. This stuff always ends up online, what's the harm?" Edward pleaded.

"The harm will be a copyright lawsuit against your channel dude. No getting this back until the shows over." Chris informed. He pointed to the others who a sighing Edward joined. He perked up upon seeing Conor.

"Dude has anyone told you you look like Ryu?" Edward eagerly stated. Conor just stared at him confused bringing Edward back down to sighing town.

The next boat arrived with a small, tan-coloured girl of seemingly Middle-Eastern origin. She's dressed in a white blouse, with a grey pinstripe vest and a red bandana tied around her neck. Her black skinny jeans matched her colour scheme. "Kali. How's it going?" Chris asked.

"Fine, thank you for asking." She politely responded with an unexpected soft Bostonian accent. "It's very nice to meet the rest of you as well." She joined the rest of the cast.

"Huh, didn't see that coming?" remarked Chris. The next boat was incoming but stopped midway to the docks. Chris yelled over to the stalled boat. "Hey, why'd you stop?" He carried on for a good minute. The boat however soon moored after causing Chris yelling to subside. A young man sporting an eyepatch soon came out shocking everyone except Chris.

Clad in his now oil-stained overalls the guy stepped out to the dock.

"Sorry for the hold up. Had to fix the engine for my driver. That moron couldn't tell the difference between a spark plug and a piston." He joked. Rose was the only one who giggled, causing Tristan's bad mood to be lessened that someone actually got his joke.

"At least you've finally made it Tristan. Go join the rest over there." He made his way to Rose and they both smirked at each other.

Next came a thin boy munching on a lollipop as he came off the boat. He was dressed in a tie-dye shirt and sweatpants. "Hey Zveif. Welcome to Camp Wawanakwa." Zveif nodded in acknowledgement.

"Thanks for having me." He began walking over and about to unwrap another lollipop, when he tripped and dropped it. The candy landed near Jela who picked it up.

"Strawberry, my favourite. You don't mind if have this do you? I loooove strawberry." Jela asked charming the boy who was struggling to get his words out. "Aw, thank you honey. You're sweet." Jela began eating the confectionery rather sensually, catching some peoples' attentions. Zveif beamed at the compliment and got back to his feet. He pulled out a chocolate bar from one of his bags and chomped on that instead.

Next came a girl with a grey bustier top and a pink skirt. She's strumming a guitar and humming melodically as she steps off the boat. She then straps the instrument around her back. "Sorry, didn't expect to get here so soon."

"It's OK Dianne. Reminds me of me." Chris said polishing his ego.

"So, is this going to be like some kind of band camp or something?" She giggled.

"Family show Dianne. Band camps are for later timeslots." Chris said winking to the camera. Dianne laughed and joined the others.

Chris was soon caught in a lasso and dragged towards the next boat. "What the heck?" he exclaimed. Soon he was hogtied by a toned blond girl. She is wearing a red and black plaid shirt and short cut jeans. She then puts her black leather boots on Chris.

"Well, 14 seconds. 2 shy of ma record. Ya shouldn't have bin such a feisty varmint their little fella." She then released his bindings and a bemused Chris stared a hole through her.

"What's the big idea tying me up like an animal Mayra?" Chris demanded.

"Sorry partner. Just wanted to make an entrance. Hope ya understand." Mayra apologised.

"Fine, whatever," he gestured for Mayra to get away from him. "Geez, I hope this insanity ends soon." The next boat arrives with another thin boy who awkwardly stared at everyone through his glasses as he stepped off. He retreated slightly into his dark-striped hoodie. "Kevin, what's up man?"

Kevin looked hesitant. "Erm, do mean that literally or in the slang sense? Because either it's clouds and the sky. If you mean the other, I'm honestly kind of nervous."

"Right. I forgot about your condition. Lawyers told me to be kinder to the mentally-challenged. Don't want any angry emails." Chris put a hand on the boys shoulder. "Well Kevin, just try your best. I'm sure you'll be great slugger." Chris laid the fake enthusiasm on thick and then pushed him uncaringly towards the rest.

The next boat came in with a tan-coloured girl in tow on a wakeboard. For some reason, she chose to wear a leather vest, camo shorts and hiking boots for her water-sports entrance. As soon as the boat came to a stop, she jumped on the dock and skidded on the dock into everyone's luggage. After grabbing her hat and being helped up by Dianne she said with a Pakistani accent "Thank you. What a freaking rush man!"

"Ladies and Gentlemen, Farah!" Chris announced. Farah raised her arms in victory earning a few quick claps. As the clapping died down another tall guy stepped onto the dock. Clad in a casual, striped Henley shirt and grey pants, the guy adjusted his glasses to take in his surroundings. "And now we have Jeff."

"I prefer to go by either Jeffrey or Professor Mortimer. Prof if you insist on nicknames." The young man spoke with an authoritative tone. Chris looked unmoved.

"Good to know." Chris flashed his best 'I don't care' smile. Jeffrey grimaced and joined the others looking them over as he did.

"S-so, are you really a Professor?" Kevin quietly asked him cautiously.

Jeffrey eyed the smaller boy clearly noticing his anxiety. "Not in the legal sense, but I might as well be after everything I've studied." He grinned at Kevin who in turn gave him a look of admiration.

Next, a small but bulky guy came off the boat. With his baby blue cardigan, baseball cap and grey khakis. He spread his arms open and strongly inhaled through his nose. "Ah, freedom." He proceeded to brush his hand through his short blond hair under his cap and make his way to Chris.

"How's it feel to be back on the outside world Anton?" Chris enquired.

"It feels incredible Chris." He beamed and inhaled the fresh air again.

"Good to hear. Stick to the terms of your parole and there'll be plenty more of it for you." A few contestants shared some worried glances between them at the word parole.

"Don't be alarmed. I've served my time and I'm looking to give back to society." Anton reassured everyone. Suddenly, a loud laugh was heard behind him. A girl in a black leather, sleeveless jacket, tank top and faded jeans was hanging from the boat railing. She had spray-painted the devil horns hand sign on her boat. She then climbed back on the boat before exiting it.

"So, what do you think of my handiwork?" the girl asked.

"Very nice Claire." Chris praised satisfying Claire before her mood was dragged down by Anton.

"Don't praise her, that's an act of vandalism." Anton intervened.

"Pfft. Don't be such a prude. Like you haven't done anything bad before." Claire said unaware of Anton uncomfortably rubbing his neck before both went to join the cast.

The next boat arrived with banners draped on the sides with the next contestants face on it. He was a dapper young man with a blue shirt and black silk jacket with gold cuff links. His black pants and shined shoes portrayed a sense of importance. As he stepped off he pulled out a megaphone. "Attention, fellow competitors. I am pleased to join you all here at this island today. If you ever wish to elect some to represent yourself, I will do so with your best interests in mind. I, Gabriel Peterson, am the man to progress you further in competition and in your life endeavours."

"Do you have any interest in preservation?" A voice came from the last boat to arrive. It came from a very-nerdy looking individual. She had freckles and an orange sweater vest covering her white shirt. Along with a crew-cut and jeans she walked curiously towards Gabriel.

"Of course. The environment is essential part of life that must be treated with respect, just like all humans."

"Does that include smaller creatures like the Antophila species of the Apoidea classification?" Velma interrogated.

Gabriel replied in confusion. "Why, er, of course. They're a priority." She nodded in appreciation and Gabriel breathed a sigh of relief, getting away with his bluff.

"And with Velma giving Gabriel his science lesson, all we need now is a group photo for the promos. Everyone on the end of the dock." Everyone complied and walked to the other side and posed ready. Chris jumped on the bow of the last boat with camera in hand. "OK, 1, 2, 3…" A click was heard but faces dropped as Chris informed them "Oops, forgot the lens cap."

"Get on with it." Nick shouted still posing.

"OK, hold that pose. 1, 2… No wait," faces dropped again. "Cards full."

"Get on with it." Claire shouted.

"Yeah, get on with it." Tristan added.

"Hang on, 1, 2, 3…" Beeping was heard from the camera distracting him. "Oh, batteries low." Chris smirked.

"GET ON WITH IT!" Everyone yelled this time.

"Got it. Everybody say Wawanakwa." They did as told and Chris snapped the photo. Thankfully he got it before the worn dock collapsed under the contestants' weight and they joined the fishes in the water. "Alright everyone, dry off and meet at the campfire pit in 10."

Chris was dropped off at shore as Jeffrey remarked, while holding on to a floating plank, "I hate him already." to which many nodded in agreement.

Everyone was dry at the Campfire area. All the contestants, whether sitting on tree stumps or standing, had their focus on Chris who began addressing them. "This is Camp Wawanakwa, your home for the next 8 weeks. The campers sitting around you will be your cabinmates, your competition and maybe even your friends, ya dig." Some smiled at this or looked disinterested at those prospects. Kevin smiled up at Gabriel who looked away, making Kevin downtrodden. "The camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest, without getting voted off, will win $100,000."

"Excuse me, what will the sleeping arrangements be, because I know some sexy guys here who I wouldn't mind sharing a room with." She winked at some of the buffer dudes like Conor, Tristan and Anton.

"Are they co-ed cabins Chris?" Joey asked, anxiously curious herself.

"No, dudes get one side of each cabin, girls get the other." Chris explained.

"Excuse me Chris but may I please get a room with a big storage facility so I may study the fauna of this habitat." Velma insisted.

"OK, that's not how this works Velma." Chris clarified.

"Damn right. No way am I gonna have some nasty-ass bugs crawling up on my tres-chique outfits." Deon added.

"Oh, they wouldn't roam around, they'd be kept in the optimum containment devices available to-" her lips were forcibly closed by an annoyed Conor.

"This is gonna suck so hard." Tristan negatively implied. Anton then put an arm on his shoulder and comforted Tristan.

"Don't worry amigo. This is will be a fun experience, I guarantee." Rose then walked over to them both.

"Yeah maybe for you guys, but you won't have to put up with her at night." Rose pointed to Yamazaki who rolled a die in front of a squirrel.

"Curses, my Flame of Agidyne was ineffective. You are a worthy adversary my furry nemesis." Yamazaki glared at the confused creature, sharing the feelings of the viewing trio who saw it too.

"Here's the deal. We're gonna split you into 2 teams. If I call your name out, go stand over there." He pointed to the left.

"Claire." She looked disinterested.

"Kevin." The boy smiled.

"Gabriel." He nodded proudly.

"Jela." She looked happy and looked impressed at the next name.

"Anton." He noticed her sceptically.

"Velma." Her attention was on a crawling hermit crab until that callout.

"Jeffrey." He was uninterested.

"Zveif." He fist-pumped and looked at Jela.

"Kali." She smiled normally.

"Edward." He raised his eyebrows at the camera.

"And Dianne." She nodded to Chris. "From this moment on, you will be officially known as…" he tossed a green flag to Kevin unfurled it. "the Screaming Gophers." The flag showed a gopher who looked ready to knock a punk out.

"Wonder why our mascot's a gopher?" Edward remarked.

"Well, gophers are known to violent creatures when threatened and-" Kevin answered his rhetorical question.

"That was rhetorical idiot." Edward rudely responded. Kevin just gave an apologetic smile.

"The rest of you over to the right. Nick." He perked up at being first mentioned.

"Ria." She looked onwards nervously.

"Conor." He bowed in acknowledgement.

"Rose." She raised an eyebrow.

"Yamazaki." She curtsied at the mention.

"Griff." He nodded.

"Deon." He brushed his luxurious hair.

"Mayra." She smiled ready.

"Tristan." He lifted his head off his hand.

"Joey." She looked to her right.

"And Farah." She jumped to her feet energetically. "Move, move, move."

"Can it wait. I need to exact my vengeance upon this pest." Yamazaki glared at her furry opponent, who stuck its tongue out in retaliation. Joey walked up to her reluctantly and took her by the arm.

"Come on, Yamazaki. You can do that later." She guided the girl towards the team. Yamazaki however moved her fingers from her eyes to the squirrel, warning it and the squirrel just turned the camera and shook its head confidently.

"You guys will officially be known as…" Chris chucked a red flag towards Conor "the Killer Bass." Conor unfurled the flag to reveal an angry fish ready for confrontation.

"I will represent this proud flag with honour and determination." Conor stated with a warrior's spirit.

"Alright campers, you and your team will be on camera in all public areas during this competition." Chris reminded them.

~Chris Confessional~

Sat in a dirty, fly ridden outhouse latrine Chris showed off the confessional area by speaking to its camera. "You will also be able to share your innermost thoughts with video diaries in our outhouse confessional, anytime you want. Let the audience at home know what you're really thinking. Or just get something off your chest." He winked to camera.

~Ria Confessional~

"Okay, I'm not sure this was such a good idea anymore." She sat rigidly, clearly nervous.

~Jeffrey Confessional~

"This place is disgusting. Has it ever been washed?" He took in the outhouse with immense distaste.

~Jela Confessional~

She is doing her make-up aided by a pocket mirror. Once done she states to the camera "Got to maintain looking this damn fine." She suggestively posed for the camera.

~Edward Confessional~

An enthusiastic and mobile Edward announced "Yo, what's up TV world? My name is Edward. Please subscribe to my YouTube channel. It's called-" Static cuts him off.

"Alright any questions?" Velma was about to raise her hand before Claire stopped her. "Cool. Let's find your cabins."

The drab wooden cabins are now in view. They look shabbily built on cinderblocks and old wooden support beams. Chris walks into the camera frame, "Gophers, you're in the east, Bass, you're in the west." signalling to the respective cabins.

The doors to the cabins were opened and all the rooms looked the same. 3 bunkbeds with ugly yellow sheets and an iron furnace heater. The chest of drawers all had missing knobs and chipped pieces of wood. Most mirrors were also either cracked or missing bits of glass. Thankfully the windows, though dirty on the edges, did not suffer the same fate. Their curtains did have holes and tears in them though.

"Ugh, this place is as unkempt as my theatre's prop storage." Kali moaned towing her luggage.

"It's definitely a fixer-upper." Dianne agreed with optimism. Kevin walked in too to both girls' surprise and he started unpacking. "Um, Kevin, I think you're on the wrong side."

Kevin turned to the voice and smiled sheepishly. He quickly repacked and ran out to Claire sending mischievous looks his way.

"Stick to the guys side you little perv." She proceeded to shove him into Anton who just opened the guys dorm. He helped the boy up before heading inside as Claire snickered to herself while Kevin started getting up holding his head.

From the Bass cabin Tristan called Chris. "Yo Chris. There's no electricity in the cabins. I need a shave man." Tristan held up his electric razor.

"There's ports in the communal bathroom just across the way." Chris informed him.

"Oh man that show rocks." Griff blurted out not fully paying attention.

"Not Community Griff. Communal bathrooms." Chris reiterated.

"You mean we'll be showering together. Nice." Jela shared her thoughts of that update.

Claire saw her excitement and looked at Kevin while leaning against the wall. "Here I was thinking you were the perv." Kevin nodded in agreement.

"Sorry about that by the way. I promise it was a misunderstanding." Kevin apologised.

"It's fine kid. I was just teasing you." Claire said annoyed that she had to explain something so obvious.

"Right. I knew that. But still." Kevin said failing at covering his misunderstanding again. Claire rolled her eyes and walked back in the girls' dorm.

"Excuse me Chris. Will there be anyone to chaperone us during the competition?" Joey asked observing the lack of security in the cabins.

"You're all 16 years old. As old as a Counsellor-in-Training at a regular summer camp. So other than myself, you'll be unsupervised. You've got a half-hour to unpack then meet me at the main lodge. Starting now." Chris explained looking at his watch before walking off to the lodge.

"Right. That's cool. Yep." Joey said wary of the perv comments she overheard earlier. Her worries were interrupted by a girly scream coming from… the guys side of the Bass cabin.

Deon was on his bed startled by a cockroach climbing on one of his designer shirts.

"Get that nasty thing away from my Gucci's. Now!" Deon demanded in fear as some people watched from the door. Tristan came in to try and squash it but failed. As it started crawling the other Velma ran in with a jar at the ready.

"Don't kill it. I want to study its behaviour." Velma tried to trap the creature but missed herself. As it climbed on a bunkbed post, Conor sliced the creature in 2 with a clean chop. He took a receding breath as the dead insects' halves dropped to the floor.

"Wow, that was cool." Ria gushed over Conor's martial arts skills.

"Oh-em-gee, thank you so much. Those things are grosser than gas station chilli." Deon expressed thanks at the cockroach's demise. Conor nodded humbly at the praise. Joey ran over to comfort a traumatised Deon. "Girl, I'm going to have to disinfect that Gucci for a week." He dramatically stated to Joey who laughed with him on that.

Velma continued to eye the cockroach and asked, "So will anyone mind if I take this corpse for an autopsy?" Everyone in the room and at the door gave her funny looks. "What?"

Once everyone had sorted out their rooming situation they made their way to mess hall. All the contestants lined up for food with Zveif and Jela at the front. Behind the counter in the open kitchen, a buff, dark skinned man in a cooking uniform brought a vat to the front. He gave them all a serious stare. "Listen up. I serve it 3 times a day and you will eat it 3 times a day." He was shouting with an intimidating inflection. "Grab a tray, get your food and sit your buts down NOW!" His last loud command cause so of the cutlery to shake.

Zveif grabbed his tray and looked hopefully at Chef Hatchet as he asked, "Does this food or will any of your food have a high sugar content? I'm hypoglycemic." Chef squint at the boy who regretted everything he just said.

"You'll get a high pain content if you don't sit your ass down now!" Chef leaned over and growled at the escaping Zveif. Jela looked at her tray of meat and look repulsed.

"Do you have a problem with my food woman?" Chef interrogated the beauty before she shook her head and tried not to gag as she walked away with her tray.

"Geez, what a pig." Joey said to Edward who acknowledged that statement with a nod.

"What was that?" Chef asked aggressively. He gestured Joey to come over "Do you wanna repeat what you just said Bubblegum?"

"I, er, didn't say anything relevant about you or your food." Joey fearfully got out before taking her own food.

"I'm sure you didn't and won't." Chef warned her. Edward was not going to complain himself before Chef grabbed the frail boy and said "You, skinny boy, I didn't finish serving your food." He gave the YouTuber an extra portion of what is affectionately referred to as meat. The boy took his food and reluctantly took it to his seat.

Jeffrey got his next as Mayra followed behind him. She decided to be courteous with the man. "So, how are things with you partner?" Mayra asked kindly. Jeffrey eyed her sceptically before joining his own team members. She looked awkwardly before saying "Well nice chatting with ya."

Mayra was startled as Chef shouted "NEXT!" She took her food and jetted to her table.

After a few more campers were served without vocal complaints, Yamazaki was next as Dianne and her both got their trays together. Yamazaki, despite clear warning signs, decided to ask Chef questions "Excuse me, but will this meal provide all the sustenance I need in order to take on an invading goblin army." Chef began sharpening a knife in front of her in response to the enquiry.

Dianne stepped in and said, "I'm sure it will." Yamazaki seemed content at that answer and took her food to join her team members. Dianne was about to leave too before seeing her meal move. Frightened she hesitantly asked Chef "Err, what do I do if my food is moving?" Chef proceeded to bring a mallet down on her food and Dianne just frightfully said "Right, good to know." She walked off with her food singing and reassuring song to herself as she sat down.

Once everyone was served and struggling to digest on even begin eating their 'food', Chris entered the mess hall to begin proceedings. "Welcome to the main lodge."

"Chris, do you think we could get some proper food instead of this gruel?" Gabriel asked in hope. However, his hopes were dashed as a cleaver flew past his head to his horror and everyone's shock. Some cowered in fear as Chef stabbed a knife into his counter while sending a murderous glare towards Gabriel. "I change my mind. This gruel is delicious. Isn't that right guys?" Gabriel got some terrified reassurance sparing him from Chef's further wrath. For now.

Chris paying no mind to the events notifies the cast "Your first challenge begins in one hour. Get your swimsuits ready." Chris leaves after that leaving everyone to ponder what challenge awaits.

"Oh god. What fresh hell awaits us?" Ria uttered, anxious about what's to come.

Nick jinxed everything by implying. "Please, our first challenge will child's play."

Like Child's Play though, it was more sadistic than everyone thought it would be. Both teams found themselves at the top of a humongous cliff overlooking a small lake. Many of them recoiled at the prospect of falling from the cliff. Nick summed up his regret at assuming a smooth beginning with one simple statement.

"Well, shit."