Author's Note
The title says it all. 51 contestants in the series. "6" seasons. A random number generator picks the cast for the generations now and yet to come. Much like how everyone else is doing, I've decided to start another inspired shuffled fic. Couple things I want to mention first. I know that in the past, I have a long track record of not finishing my stories, and I blame only myself for that. So, I really want to take my time with this series, unlike the other ones. So, I can really be satisfied with the upcoming outcome. But that takes some help from you guys as well. One thing I never got too much of is reviews. So please, if you enjoy the story and want to see more of the story, please give me some feedback. Just a few reviews really mean a lot to me. But enough begging for reviews. Let's get onto the chapter!
Episode 1 – Not So Happy Campers, Part 1
A lake, with a great color of blue and marvelous scenery supporting it starts off the pilot episode. A boat dock barely noticeable in the foreground. A fair-skinned man who could've been from Asian descent popped up from the under camera. He wore a dark blue shirt, green trousers and a necklace containing something inside.
"Yo!" the man greeted, confidence booming in his voice. "We're coming at you live from camp Wawanakwa! Somewhere in Muskoka, Ontario! I'm your host, Chris McLean. Dropping season one of the hottest new reality show on television, right now!"
The camera cut over to a different angle of the dock, as Chris began walking down it. Explaining the premise of his new show. "Here's the deal, 22 campers have signed up to spend eight weeks right here at this crummy old summer camp." He stopped walking once he reached the sign that read 'Wawanakwa' in big red letters.
"They'll compete in challenge against each other, then face the judgment of their fellow campers." The camera cut in closer on the man's face as he continued to speak. "Every three days, one team will either win a reward, or watch one of their team members walk down the Dock of Shame. Take a ride on the loser boat and leave total Drama Island for good." a golf was mimed at the end of his sentence.
A flash transitioned over to a group of tree stumps arranged by a fire pit. Said pit had logs already set in there for someone to start a fire. Chris promptly popped up again, but from the bottom-right corner.
"Their fate will be decided here, at the dramatic campfire ceremonies where each week all but one camper will receive, a marshmallow." Chris briefly ate a marshmallow, tossing the stick behind him and resuming his speech. "In the end, only one will be left standing and will be rewarded with cheesy tabloid fame." he held up three copies of the same magazine with himself on the front page. And, a small fortune which let's face it, they'll probably blow in a week. To survive, they'll have to battle, black flies, grizzly bears, disgusting camp food, and each other." Everything he had just mentioned was shown for a second or two, returning to the host.
"Every moment will be caught on one of the hundreds of cameras situated all over the camp. Who will crumble under the pressure? Find out here, right now, on Total… Drama… Island!"
(theme song will be revealed next chapter to avoid spoilers of the cast)
"Welcome back to Total Drama Island! All right, it's time to meet our first 11 campers!" he said excitedly. "We told them they'd all be staying at this five-star resort, so if they seem a little TO'd, that's probably why."
The first boat pulled up to the dock, carrying the first contestant. He wore an outfit quite like the hosts. He had dirty blonde hair and green eyes. He waved rapidly at the host once he was in sight, he got off the boat and ran up to Chris, carrying his luggage with him.
"Chris McLean!" he cried, causing the host to cringe awkwardly.
"Hey, Topher! How's it going?" Chris greeted, waving at the marveled boy.
"Great, now that I've met you in person! You rocked that figure skating show!" he replied eagerly but went into a brief state of confusion soon after. "But don't we have the wrong address or something?"
"Nope!" he smiled, shoving him over to his right. "But while you're here, make way for contestant number 2!" Topher complied yet scratching his head in confusion.
The next boat dropped the next contestant off. A Hispanic young woman dressed in grays and greens. As she received her luggage she waved politely at the sailor and approached Chris.
"Courtney!" he said, offering her a handshake. She accepted it willingly.
"Thank you. But may I ask about our current location?" she warily looked at the island. "I was told that we'd be on a five-star resort! Five stars!"
"Yeah, I was told that too…" Chris lied. "Looks like there was a change of plans." Courtney grumbled off in exasperation, standing beside Topher.
"Man cheer up! It doesn't even look that bad." He tried to lift her spirit but was to no avail.
"I am not a 'man'." Courtney scowled.
The next boat arrived with another male, who wore nothing but a white singlet, jeans and brown shoes. "Our third contestant is Scott." A noticeable wooden baseball bat was shown poking out of his backpack.
"Uh, why do you have a baseball bat?" Courtney asked.
"To kill kitchen rats," he explained, standing beside Courtney with a smile. "just like back home with my pappy."
"That's just great." Cool." was heard from Courtney and Topher respectively. Sharing an awkward glance because of their responses.
The next boat carried a girl, evening the number between genders. Said girl wore a gray sweater, blue sweatpants and has dirty blonde hair. She took in a deep breath as she stepped onto the dock.
"Yo Jo!" Chris was left hanging on a high-five as she walked straight past him, setting distance between herself and the other three contestants. Scott stared at her in a bored fashion. Much to Jo's dismay.
"Stay outta my way, if you value your kiwis." Jo threatened.
"Right back at ya." Scott said pulling the bat out of his bag and tapping it slowly in his hand.
"You can't really say 'right back at ya' if she doesn't have kiwis to start with Scott." Courtney pointed out, mildly scared of the bat he was holding. "Um, can you please put that bat away?"
Scott began to dig around in his bag some more. "You want one? There's another one here somewhere?"
The sound of an airhorn got their attention, and they faced the front of the dock. Where low and behold stood two thin white twin girls. Both blonde and in a red cheerleader outfit. What stood them apart was the fact the one of them had a mole on their face. She was also the one that was smiling, the other twin looked shy and distraught.
"Amy and Samey!" Chris announced. "Our twins!"
The shy twin raised a finger hesitantly. "Um, my name is Sammy."
"But Amy said that everyone calls you Samey." Chris told them, Amy just smirked devilishly.
"Well yes, they do but-" Samey got cut off.
"We're kinda on a time schedule, so I'm just going to call you Samey." Chris moved on forcefully, pushing Samey away.
"Yeah! You tell her!" Amy praised, walking away on her own.
Courtney approached Sammy, giving her a quick hug. "It's okay, don't mind them. I'll call you Sammy."
Sammy sighed, cracking a light smile. "Thanks." Sammy replied. A light, uplifting riff played as Courtney smiled back at Sammy.
The upcoming boat dropped off another camper. He was dark-skinned and round, he wore a big trench coat, smiling at the camera. "B!" Chris exclaimed. "Good to have you here!" they exchanged a bro hug before B sided with the other contestants.
"So, your name is B…" Scott sneered, eyeing B snidely. "Really?"
B nodded uncomfortably, putting his hands in his pockets. But Scott wouldn't stop staring at him.
"Leave him be!" Sammy defended the big guy. Going through her own problem s regarding her name.
"Yeah, if his name's B, his name's B." Courtney added, walking up to the dirt farmer.
Scott sniffed and turned away. "Anyone who's named after a letter is a criminal in my book."
"He's probably more civilized than you." Courtney said.
"My mother said I'm as civilized as a junkyard dog!" Scott boasted, whipping around to smugly grin at Courtney. Courtney blew the hair in front of her forehead and turned back in disdain. Scott remained in his position staring at Courtney with a dreamy look.
"Contestant number 8, is none other than Lightning." The muscular black teenager arrived on the dock in a flashy fashion. Shown effortlessly jumping from the boat to the end of the dock effortlessly. Striking a pose as he touched land
"Aw man! Why am I contestant number eight?" Lightning argued. "Lightning should be numbah' one! Because he's numbah' one in everything he does!"
"What's with all the weird names?" Scott asked his peers. Jo, Courtney and Sammy all ignored him nonchalantly. Lightning promptly ran up and punched Scott in the gut. Causing the redhead to fall back into the lake forcefully.
"What's wrong with the Lightning's name?" Lightning questioned, raising his brow. "It's sha-better than yours!" he faltered and shrugged. "Whatever it sha-is."
Scott promptly climbed back onto the dock and shoved Lightning back, Lightning didn't go too far back, trying to retaliate. But was held back by Topher and Sammy.
"Alright campers, settle down." Chris called out, concerned for the campers' safety. "Our next camper is here! Trent, everybody!" the boy in question eyed the campers weirdly.
"So, I'm staying here?" he cried. A pan across the eight other campers' awkward or exasperated faces. When the camera returned to him, he smiled sheepishly and approached everyone else. "Alrighty then." He took a spot near Sammy and they both smiled at each other.
"Howdy." Sammy greeted meekly, blushing fiercely.
"Howdy." Trent chuckled, forming a blush of his own. Amy took notice of the two and joined in on the fun.
"Hey, I think you're cute too." Amy leaned on Trent, pushing Sammy out of the way. Sammy groaned in anger as Trent looked around awkwardly.
"Um, how many other contestants will be arriving?" Courtney asked impatiently.
"Quite a load of 'em." Chris answered. "So, you might wanna take a seat and eat some popcorn Courtney-"
A heavy exhale ceased Chris's speaking, he turned around to face another redheaded teen. He wore a blue shirt with a burger on it green pants and to top it all off, green-tinted glasses.
"Welcome to camp Harold." Chris said as the apparent geek looked at the island.
"What is he looking at?" Amy scowled.
Harold spoke his mind once he had realized something. "So you mean this show is at a crappy summer camp and not on some big stage or something?"
"You got it." Chris answered. He came to a shock when Harold fist-pumped in joy.
"Yes! That is so much more favorable to my skills." Harold walked over to the other campers, not noticing the shudder Chris made as he left.
"Um yeah Daddy, I just got here." a new voice said. Chris whipped around to see a new camper on the phone with presumably her father. She had great long blonde hair, a pink outfit and green eyes.
"Hey Dakota!" Chris smiled.
Dakota put a hand over to phone and smugly smiled . "Care to talk to my daddy about where we're staying?"
"Sure!" Chris said, he snatched the phone from the teenager and threw it into the lake. Causing the girl to shriek in horror.
"What is wrong with you! Take it easy!" Dakota stared at the spot where her phone splashed and whimpered, trudging away sadly.
"No electronics." Chris explained as the girl departed. "You know the rules." He looked up ahead and snickered. "And it looks like we have another electronic user, Sam!"
The white teenager was shown to be walking forward mindlessly, only focusing on his handheld game and it only. Chris stuck his hand out to stop him. The gamer looked at the host confusedly.
"Um dude, who are you?" Sam inquired sternly, wanting to return to his game.
"I'm Chris McLean." he introduced himself proudly. Sam merely blinked silently, angering Chris. "The host of the show?"
"You're on Total Drama dude!" Topher screamed from off-screen.
Sam's eyes widened with realization and chortled. "Ohh, that's why I'm here. I remember now." He quickly went back to his handheld, attempting to avoid any more conversation.
"Hey, but before you go," Chris grabbed hold of Sam's game, but as he tried pulling it away Sam wouldn't budge.
"Chill out man!" Sam stuttered. "It's just a game."
"It's the rules!" Chris replied. "Either give me the game, or swim back to our house. Choose wisely." Sam gave it his last go before getting it ripped away from him. Chris panted in exhaustion. "You have issues bro."
Sam crossed his arms. "You're tellin' me."
"It's just a video game." Lightning observed. "No one even sha-plays those anymore."
Sam stood by Dakota. "Well I do."
"No kiddin' you sha-rounder than my basketballs bro." Lightning insulted. Sam flushed with embarrassment as the sound of another contestant arriving was heard.
"What's up Scar-" Chris got cut off by the 13th contestant. Who dressed as if she was some sort of librarian.
"My full name is Scarlett Beatrice Leroy." Scarlett told Chris. "I'd advise you to refer to me as Ms. Leroy. Please and thank you."
"Um, no." Chris awkwardly said. "I'm kinda older than you and you're kinda sixteen. I'm gonna call you Scarlett."
Scarlett sighed heavily and moved on. "Do as you must."
As she walked to the other teens, they all looked at her weirdly. "Ms. Leroy?"
"Yes? Was there an apparent issue with my request caused from personal preference?" Scarlett turned all defensive.
"Why would want to be called by your last name?" Topher said. "You're only sixteen."
"So, I can be prepared for people calling be my last name in the real world, Topher." Scarlett countered.
Topher began to stutter. "You just got here, how do you know my name-"
"Because I will have a skillfully bound career, making tremendous amounts of money. And you will be wasting your life, selling street meat at the local deli." Scarlett smirked, the camera panned to show Topher's offended expression. The camera slowly panned over to Courtney, who nodded in awe.
"She has high expectations for herself." she told Sammy. "I like her."
"Yeah, but she's kind of rude." Sammy spoke.
"The truth hurts." Courtney's face turned stern. "Topher's personality just screams 'childish'."
Sammy rubbed her neck sheepishly. "Whatever you say."
"Alright guys, our best friends, Katie and Sadie are here!" Chris shouted, one girl was dark-skinned, skinny and tall and the other one was fair-skinned, pudgy and short. Both wearing a black and white crop top with pink shorts.
"Actually, we're Best Female Friends For Life." Katie corrected with attitude.
"Katie who cares!" Sadie squealed, eyeing the island with glee. "We're at a summer camp."
"I've always wanted to go to a summer camp!" Katie squealed. They both 'eed' once more and ran over to the other contestants. Chris dug his face in his palms as another camper came to the dock. Tapping their fair-skinned finger on his shoulder.
"Um, excuse me?" they began. "Are you Chris McLean?" the camera pulled out to reveal a new female. She too was short and pudgy. Bearing glasses and an odd look.
"Yes, yes I am." the host regained his composure to address the contestant. "And you are…"
"Beth." She answered simply, not even miffed at the fact that Chris didn't even know her name. "It's so incredulous to meet you! You're way shorter in person." She bluntly says, walking off without skipping a beat.
"Um, thanks." Chris said, unsure of what to say.
"She looks annoying." Amy grumbles.
"So do you." Sammy smirked. Amy fumed with rage, not wanting to cause a scene.
"Geoff!" Chris greeted the next camper. He was blonde, wearing a pink un-buttoned up shirt, blue shorts and flip flops. He also greeted Chris with a fist bump, genuinely happy to be there.
"Chris McLean! Sup man. It's an honor to meet you man."
"Welcome to the island man." Chris told him.
Geoff said. "Thanks man."
"Thanks man." Courtney mimed the party boy. Geoff merely high-fived Chris and specifically stood next to Courtney, yet obliviously.
"Look! Fresh air!" a high male voice shouted. He was black, short and nerdy-looking. He leaned against the rail excitedly, pointing and eyeing his surroundings with awe. "A real lake!" he pointed at the lake below. "Birds!"
The other awaiting campers just stared at him oddly. "Has he never gone outside before?" Jo sneered.
"Most likely." Scarlett adjusted her glasses.
The new boy gasped and got even more excited once he reached the dock. "Real living people other than my mom!" the boat slightly tapped the base of the dock and the boy went flying with a scream. The others winced as he fell onto the dock with a thud, groaning in agony.
"Um, Cameron?" Chris worriedly said. The boy got up slowly but greeted the host with enthusiasm regardless.
"Salutations Chris!" he said, waving his hand back and forth rapidly.
"Look Cameron," the host began to give the boy some words of wisdom. "I know that you haven't really gone outside before. Just keep to yourself and don't say anything stupid. Maybe then you'll last longer than well, a couple weeks."
"You got it, sir." he replied, shakily walking ahead.
"You've never gone outside?" Trent asked him.
"Not really." Cameron assured. "Just wasn't my thing."
"Wow." Lightning commented. "Just wow."
The next boat to pull up carried what looked like a military cadet, he wore dog tags, saluting at everybody on the dock. "Brick McArthur reporting for duty." he shouted.
"This is a summer camp, not a platoon." Cameron noted. The cadet promptly jumped off the boat firmly landing on the dock. Giving Chris a firm handshake.
"It never hurts to be ready." Brick told the bubble boy.
"Ready for what?" Sam asked.
"War." Brick answered, joining the others.
"Need us evoke you that we're residing at a summer camp facility, Brick?" Scarlett told him, getting fed up with his military act.
"And good afternoon to you too." he said while walking past the redhead genius. Scarlett rolled her eyes and scoffed.
Brick stopped and stood near Sammy, who gawked at Brick. "So, are you like, really a cadet?" she marveled.
"Training to be." Brick answered, giving her a smile.
"Wow, that would be way too difficult for me." Sammy continued, only for Amy to butt in.
"Like oh, my gag!" the older sister stuck her tongue out. "Samey stop flirting with like every boy on the island!"
Sammy's face fell into horror and worry. "What? No! I wasn't flirting! I was just trying to get to know him."
"Yeah, I don't know what you're talking about ma'am." Brick agreed with Sammy. Amy sniffed and turned away.
"Everybody," Chris began, introducing the 20th camper. "meet Izzy!" the next camper was yet another redhead. But probably the craziest one, as told from her bright personality.
"Hi Chris!" she starts, running across the boat to greet everybody else. "Hi! Hi! Ahh!" she screams, falling off the boat and hitting her chin on the dock below, sporting a crazed face as she sinks underwater.
Courtney is the first one to react, dashing over to the girl and helping her back to shore. "Guys! She could be seriously hurt." she scolds the others. Courtney manages to bring Izzy back onto shore, the redhead whips her head around like a canine, causing Courtney to shield herself from the drops of water heading her way.
"That felt, so… good!" Izzy admits, the hectic tune that played earlier returned to accompany Izzy's rapid speed of speech. "Except for hitting my chin. This is summer camp? That is so cool. Do you have paper mache here? Are we having lunch soon?"
"You can say that again." Geoff piped up, "I'm starving dude."
"Well you're just gonna have to wait then." Chris told him with no sympathy. "We have two more campers to introduce! Speaking of which, here one comes now!"
The next camper to arrive noticeably came with no luggage. He wore a yellow shirt with a red and green stripe on it. "Cody! The Codester! The Codemeister!" Chris greeted the penultimate contestant, giving him the finger guns, followed by a high five.
"Dude! Psyched to be here man." Is how Cody introduced himself, strutting past the host confidently. "I see the ladies have already arrived, alright!" he walks past Amy, Sammy, Dakota and finally Courtney. He stopped a couple feet past Courtney, only for her to cease his non-existent request.
"Not interested." she bluntly told him. He simply smiles and moves along.
"Here's our last competitor everybody! And she goes by the name of… Sugar!" yet another pudgy girl arrives yet this one was a blonde. Wearing her fair share of pinks and blues.
"Howdy y'all!" she greets. "Just comin' here to win this dang pageant in front of yer faces!"
"What pageant?" Amy asks before going completely ecstatic. "Is this a surprise beauty pageant? Oh, I am so beating everyone here! Especially Samey!"
"This isn't a beauty pageant Sugar." Chris let her down. "This is a summer camp."
"Aw snuggle muffins." She moans dejectedly, walking over to the rest of the crowd.
"Aw, don't be sad." Chris said in a fake concerning voice. "Things are just getting started. But first things first, we need a group photo for the promos. Everyone on the end of the dock!"
A shot of all 22 campers walking over to said area on the dock was shown. The host jumped from the dock to the railing of Sugar's boat, holding a disposable camera. The campers had dispersed into 3 rows. In the bottom, Amy and Sammy were dead in the middle. While Sammy looked photogenic, Amy just looked downright miserable. To Amy's right were Courtney, Dakota and Izzy. And to Sammy's left were Katie and Sadie, sitting side by side of each other.
In the direct middle of everyone was B, giving the camera a chill smile. To his right were Lightning, Beth, Topher and Cameron. To his left were Sam, Trent, Scarlett and Cody. And in the top row from left to right were Scott, Geoff, Sugar, Brick, Harold and Jo.
"Okay, one two… three- oops!" the host yelped, the campers faces all fell into disappointment upon hearing the mistake. "Okay, forgot the lens cap!" he motioned at just that, taking it off. "Okay, hold that pose! One…two- oh! No wait." he shook his head. "Cards full. Hang on."
"Hurry up, I need my beauty sleep." Dakota complained from the ground.
"Got it. Okay, everybody say… Wawanakwa!" Chris orders from behind the camera lenses.
"Wawanakwa!" the campers shout right before the creaking of the dock infers the dock crumbling apart immediately after. A shot of Sam, B, Cameron and Sugar attempting to drown were displayed on a picture. Inferring that Chris didn't get the intended picture.
"Okay guys, dry off and meet at the campfire in ten!" Chris yells, holding up 'ten' fingers.
A quick switch transitions the scene to the campfire pit. All campers ready and eager for what's to come. In the front row of stumps sat Geoff, Katie, Sadie, Topher and Amy. In the back row of stumps sat Izzy, Scott, Cody, Sammy, Trent and Beth. Everyone else either stood behind them or beside them.
"This is Camp Wawanakwa. Your home for the next eight weeks." Chris began to explain the premise of the show. "The campers sitting around you will be your cabinmates, your competition, and maybe even your friends. Ya dig?" shots of various other campers shooting each other looks were shown. Cody attempted to smile at Scott who brushed him off immediately.
"The camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest without getting voted off will win, one hundred thousand dollars!" smiles grew on the campers with the topic of the prize money being brought up.
"Hey Chris, where are we gonna sleep? And can I get the best bed because I'm your biggest fan." Topher bargained, sending a wink Chris's way.
"Well, that's not really how it works here Topher." Chris told him. "Girls get one side of the cabin, and dudes get the other."
"Can Samey at least be on the dudes' side of the cabin. She already looks manly enough." Amy reproached her sister.
"You guys are identical twins." Jo told the mean girl. "You do realize that, right?"
"How dare you say that!" Amy shrieks, Jo merely facepalms.
Chris brought out a stack of papers and began to read them. "Nope says here on her application that Samey's female. Sorry Amy."
"I have to live with Sadie or, I'll die." Katie warns everybody, even though very sentimentally.
"And I'll break out in hives. It's true." Sadie defends.
"Are you guys related?" Harold asked, briefly caught picking his nose. "Shouldn't you guys be living in like separate houses?"
"We have lots of sleepovers." Sadie explains.
"But at least he doesn't hafta sleep next to her." Kate whispers to Sadie, pointing off-screen. The camera quick-pans to Amy, who's currently yanking Sammy's hair repeatedly. The camera quick-pans to the BFFFLs, who shudder simultaneously.
"Here's the deal." Chris began holding a sheet of paper. "We're gonna split you into two teams, if I call your name out, go stand over there." the camera cut to whoever Chris called, as he called their name.
"Samey, Sadie, Geoff, Harold, Courtney, Scarlett, Sugar, Izzy, Lightning, B, and Scott." Chris listed the names of one team. He threw them a green banner, which Geoff caught effortlessly.
"From this moment on you are officially known as…" Geoff unraveled the green banner. "The Screaming Gophers!" the banner revealed a pale yellow circle with an upright green gopher ready to fight inside.
"Wow! We're the Gophers!" Geoff cheered, despite the lackluster name. "Righteous!"
"Wait!" Sadie worried, looking at Katie. "What about Katie?"
"And the rest of you over here," Chris began. "Dakota, Cameron, Beth, Cody, Topher, Trent, Katie, Amy, Sam, Brick and Jo. Move move move move."
"But Sadie's a Gopher! I have to be a Gopher!" Katie cried. Jo promptly grabbed her by the arm and dragged her away.
"Pfft, get a load of yourself." she scoffed.
"This is so unfair! I miss you Sadie!" Katie cried.
"Oh, I miss you too!" Sadie cried.
"You guys will officially be known as…" a red banner was thrown to the second team. Topher was the lucky one to retrieve it. Unraveling it immediately. "The Killer Bass." this time, a pale green circle was on the banner, and instead of a fighting Gopher, there was an angry Bass.
"The Killer Bass!" Topher repeated with enthusiasm. "Best team name Chris!"
"Thank you." Chris replied smugly. "Alright campers, you and your team will be on camera in all public areas during this competition.
Confessional: Chris
The host was now what seemed to be an outhouse, toilet paper and all. What surrounded him was the numerous amounts of flies buzzing around him. "You will also be able to share your innermost thoughts on tape with video diaries anytime you want. Let the audience at home know what you're really thinking. Or, just get something off your chest."
Confessional: Sammy
"This is so unfair," the shy twin began hunched over sadly. "I signed up for Total Drama to get away from Amy." she looked up thankfully. "But, since she's not on my team, I guess I can just stay for a little while."
Confessional: Cody
"Have you seen all the cute girls out here?" he asked marvelously. "I mean, they'll probably turn me down. But that doesn't mean I can't try. Repeatedly." he added slyly.
Confessional: Loon
The next confessional was simply a random loon applying lipstick to its bill.
Confessional: Geoff
"If you really think about it man," the party boy began in his video diary. "this whole summer camp is one huge party! But in the end, I could be winning a hundred thousand dollars, G!" he cried, grinning at the camera.
"Alright," Chris said in real time. The camera was awkwardly place in between Sadie and Sammy's legs. Causing the view to be slightly obstructed. "any questions? Cool. Let's find your cabins."
The camera shifted over to two extremely rundown cabins. Both with two doors each and a porch. "Gophers, you're in the east cabin. Bass, you're in the west." Chris instructed, walking past the camera only a tiny bit.
The camera's new viewpoint was obstructed with what seemed to be a door. As the door opened, it revealed a room with three bunk beds, a wood burning stove and a mirror and dresser.
"Ew, look at the colors they picked." Dakota said disgusted, blocking the door with all her luggage.
"Move it or lose it, 'Big City Barbie'." Jo told the blonde, barging past her belongings, Beth following right behind silently.
"Hey, take it easy!" Dakota whimpered. The camera cut away mid-sentence to Jo lying down on her bottom bunk while Beth struggled to put her bag on the top bunk. Beth noticed Jo's lack of sympathy and decided to speak up.
"Um, could you please help me out here?" she asked politely.
"After I get my power nap." Jo declined, once Beth finally thought she had completed her task. Her bag knocked herself to the ground.
Katie walked in, whimpering like an abandoned puppy. She set her stuff down and hopped onto her bed curling up into a ball and rolling back and forth.
"Okay like, what's your deal?" Dakota asked, paying more attention to her hair than Katie.
"Sadie isn't on our team." She whimpered even more. "We've been everywhere since we were five!"
"Even the bathroom?" Beth asked dumbfoundedly.
"Well," Katie smiled. "occasionally."
"Welp, on that note, I'm outta here." Jo promptly stood up and left the cabin, going outside to do who-knows-what. "Anything that involves you two in the bathroom, wastes my precious time."
"Have a cow." Dakota said under her breath as Jo passed by.
"I know right." Beth agreed, walking up to Dakota. "She's so mean." Beth's eyes widened as she really got a good look at Dakota. "You're really pretty."
"Yup, I know." Dakota said, rubbing her chin. "Hey, have you seen any cameras around?"
"They're everywhere Dakota." Beth answered.
"Good." The Fame Monger began to strut outside, striking a pose. "Because the more times the camera sees me, the better this show does." Beth and Katie simply shared an awkward glance. The camera promptly cut over to Gopher cabin. Geoff was shown lounging on his bed.
"Ah, this is the life bros." he sighed, dipping down in his hat.
"What life? We just got here." Scott asked from the bunk directly under Geoff.
"I too, think that this is the life." Harold perked up. "Once I can showcase my mad skills, this game will be a walk in the park."
"Your mad skills ain't better than my mad skills." Lightning argued.
"Well both of your 'mad skills' are gonna make me mad very soon." Scott told them.
"Dude, ease up on them." Geoff advised Scott. "They're just excited about the experience."
"What experience? We're at a wasteland of an island." Scott's miffed expression turns impatient. "Speaking of waste…" he promptly runs out of the cabin and onto the porch.
"Yo Chris? Where are the outlets?" Topher asks just as Scott makes it on the porch. "I gotta plug in my electric toothbrush."
"There are some in the communal bathrooms. Just across the way." Chris smiles.
"Communal?" Topher gasps. "You can't be serious."
"Yes, he can." Scott barks. "Now can someone tell me where they are!"
"Didn't you hear him? He said they're just across the way." Topher smirks knowingly. Scott scowls, grumbling over to the washroom.
"Excuse me, Christopher?" Scarlett spoke up from the female door of the Gopher cabin. "Will this facility have any present chaperones?"
"You're all sixteen years old. As old as a counselor-in-training at a regular summer camp. So, other than myself. You'll be unsupervised."
"Perfect." Scarlett shoots Chris a devilish smile. But her smile was interrupted as a high-pitched shriek fills the air.
Several of the other campers poke their campers in the Screaming Gopher girls' door. All confused and/or intrigued. "Oh boy…" Cody muttered.
"Kill it Samey!" Amy ordered, atop a stool in straight fear of the mindless cockroach that's in front of her.
"Fine." Sammy agrees, unfazed from the roach. "One quick question, why are you here? This isn't even your cabin."
"Does it matter?" Amy asks angrily. "Now kill it before I kill you!"
"Woah." Trent says, taken aback by the girl's harsh words. "That's a bit too far."
Sammy chuckles, "For Amy. She's just getting started. She's said way worse to me back home." she proceeds to step on the roach, only for her to completely miss. As the roach goes haywire, running all over the place, the campers all shriek and shout, jumping from place to place. The roach finally stops at the door. Unlucky for it, Scott's evilly smiling at it, carrying his baseball bat like a club.
"Help me." The poor roach says before it gets beat to death by Scott.
"Dude, it's just a cockroach." Sam told Scott as the roach twitches helplessly. A big dent was clearly made in the killing.
"Hey campers, you've got a half an hour to unpack and meet me back in the main lodge. Starting… now!" Chris instructs.
"Coolio." Harold marveled.
/
A new scene shows all 22 campers in a single file line in the main lodge, presumably waiting for a meal. At the front of the line behind a counter. Was a big black, hulking man. An apron and little tiny chef hat accompanying his overall look.
"Listen up! I serve it three times a day, and you'll eat it three times a day." the black man shouted. "Grab ya tray, get yer food, and sit your butts down now!"
"Excuse me," Beth began, "will we be getting all the major food groups?" the chef began to plop some meat down on a bun. Once the meat fell, Beth and Harold both grabbed their trays.
"Yeah, because I hypoglycemic real bad. If I don't get enough sugar." Harold told the chef. By now Beth had already walked away.
"You'll get a whole lotta shut the heck up!" Chef screamed, causing the geek to run away in fear.
"Anger issues much?" Courtney whispered to Sammy, who lightheartedly chuckled.
"What was that?" Chef screamed. Starling the girls. "Come closer preppy girl, I didn't hear you."
"It wasn't too important, sir." Courtney pleaded, grabbing her tray and vacating the area.
"You!" Chef called at Sammy. "Scrawny girl! Gimme ya plate." He held up another scoopful of meat. As Sammy brought out her tray to be fed, Chef had put what it as if to be a second scoop of meat on her bun. That second scoop however, had a mid of its own. Retracting back in the scoop. Chef had to hit it down one more time for it to stay.
Sammy groans and shudders at what she is about to consume, walking off terrified. Next in line was B and Trent, the latter attempting to make conversation.
"What's up, man?" he greets, B just giving the boy finger guns and walks off with his food. Trent just laughs and mimes him. "Finger guns, I like it!"
"Next!" Chef screamed.
/
The next scene starts off with a shot of the meat-filled sandwich one is about to consume. "Excuse me, my nutritionist says I shouldn't eat any white sugar, white flour or, like dairy." Dakota informs Chef, who is killing a fly in the process.
"Wouldn't that, kill you?" Sadie asks the blonde.
"No, it just gets me model thin!" she brags about her physique once more. "I think." she walks off with her tray unknowingly. Sadie turns out to face Katie, then right back at the Chef.
"Are you sure that this is the same thing that Katie's eating?" she worried. "I mean, mine looks a little worse."
Chef shows no emotion. Pulling out a meat tenderizer. Smashing Sadie's food twice before satisfaction hit her.
"Thanks!" she obliviously squeals, not even noticing the amounts of meat on herself.
/
The camera panned from table to table. The Killer Bass had sat furthermore to the counter, while the Gophers sat closer to the door. And sandwich without a top bun began to inch over to the Gopher table, startling a few contestants. Chris promptly walked in the door, and the camera stopped on him. "Welcome to the main lodge." he told them.
Yo, my man, can we order a pizza?" a meat cleaver directly passes Geoff's head, sticking through the wall. "Whoa! It's cool, G! Brown slop is cool, right guys?" everyone else either hid, smiled uncomfortably or tried to put on a completely fake smile.
"Your first challenge begins, in one hour." Chris walks out the door, leaving no clues as to what the challenge will be.
"What do you think they'll make us do?" Katie asked Brick.
"It's our first challenge, comrade." Brick told her confidently. "The difficulty levels should be really low."
The camera immediately switches over to all 22 campers decked out in swimsuits, peering over the ledge of something.
Another cut out reveals that they're on a cliff. Yet the direct height of the cliff still not yet seen by now.
The last cut out reveals the tremendous height of the cliff. And the somewhat jagged edges on the side.
"Oh, sh*t." Scott cursed, said word had to be bleeped out in television. The screen promptly fades to black short after, ending the episode.
Author's Note
And there it is. The generator gave me… awkward picks mainly you've seen pretty much everyone in first season if you keep up with the other 'Shuffled' fics. Just to name a few, the Total Drama What If series. Random Drama, Total Drama RNG Island, so having multiple interactions that aren't canon be seen already. It was tough to find some out of the gate. Courtney and Sammy's interactions have really been fun to write in this episode. Courtney's an ex-CIT. She's pretty much been a nice person and understanding person for most of her life. Most. So, I felt like they'd get along right away, seeing as their both genuinely nice. Courtney for the most part. And about romance, oh boy! Those will be off-the-charts!
Regarding the teams, I'm pretty sure that most people are thinking that the Screaming Gophers are the dominant team currently. Seeing as they have Courtney, Scarlett, Scott, B and Lightning. But since they're just meeting each other for the first time. I wouldn't think so. And as you've noticed by now, the randomizer chose both pairs to be in this season. The twins and the BFFFLs. And if you've forgot, I've separated them both. Amy and Katie on one team and Sammy and Sadie on the other. Mainly for the BFFFLs. I studied them both on the wiki and have decided that the main difference their personality is that Katie thinks with her heart, and that Sadie thinks with her head. So, I'll try to implement that into their personality during the fic. Sorry for the semi-short chapter, but since this is just an introduction chapter, I hope that it's excusable. Because I set my set up to have at least 8000-word chapters.
And just in case anyone needs a quick reminder of the teams.
Screaming Gophers: B, Courtney, Geoff, Harold, Izzy, Lightning, Sadie, Sammy, Scarlett, Scott and Sugar.
Killer Bass: Amy, Beth, Brick, Cameron, Cody, Dakota, Jo, Katie, Sam, Topher and Trent.
And with that, I'm signing off.
See y'all next chapter!
- Checkmate King