Hey! Ya!
For anyone who stuck around for the months I've been gone, sorry for leaving for such a long time! To keep it short, I've been dealing with too much for a while but now I have two stories I have more confidence in than ever before! I hope you guys enjoy this and another story I'll soon have out. I'll appreciate any reviews that'll help me improve my writing and this story, but no hateful stuff please! Let's avoid any drama in the reviews!
Without further ado, I hope you enjoy!
See! Ya!
"Welcome, drama fans from all around the world!" The Blaziken introduces, standing proudly on a dock. "Here on the freshly purchased island of Maranga Kee, a glorious new show will be set here, called, of course… Pokemon Drama Island! This shindig's all emceed by me, the handsome, the charming, the host to toast to: Wes O'Callaghan!"
"For the whole summer, you, the viewers, will be gripping onto the edge of your seats as you witness these grueling weeks of twenty-eight teens going through grueling competish! We'll have it all: the public humiliation, the painful challenges, the emotionally unstable contestants, and of course… the drama!"
The camera views showcase various areas of the island.
"This shady summer camp's got the essentials! Neglected campgrounds…
Cue shot of the wooden cabins made of creaky wood and likely filled with lots of dust.
"Nature we didn't bother to securely check through…"
Cue woods with a vast amount of trees with seemingly nothing else.
"An outhouse for campers to share some juicy gossip…"
Cue the wooden outhouse; a Grimer intern suddenly rushing out as they try to keep themselves from hurling.
"...and maybe a bunch more! These campers must endure these wicked challenges, poor living arrangements, and the sad company of each other to win the grand prize of half a million dollars! Who will bite the dust? Who will suck it up and endure it until they're victorious? Who will just lose all hope on this crummy island?" The hosts says as he starts cracking up at that last part. "Find on right here, right now, on Pokemon… Drama… Island!"
Catching his attention, a distant call of a Lapras approaching the island is heard.
"And now, our very first camper is arriving to the island! Let's find out if they're winner material or just chump material!" Smirks Wes.
The first Lapras swims up to the dock, letting off their first contestant. The Braixen stares in awe at the island. He grips his backpack tightly, biting his lip as he went star-eyed.
"Torvald! Welcome as the first contestant-slash-camper on Pokemon Drama Island!" Wes greets.
"Haah! Wow!" Torvald gleams, rushing up to the host. He jumps onto his back, eagerly examining the host. "You're the host!? I've never met a Blaziken in person! You're feathers are super soft and very lovely!"
"Y-Yeah…" The Blaziken frowns, lifting the fox by his ears. "I use quite the etiquette product for it… Now be a good freak and go stand at the other side of the dock. You gotta stand by for more, uh… 'potential friends.'"
"Ooh! Yes sir!" The Braixen salutes, dangling from the host's grip. He plops back onto his feet and hums along the way to the other side of the dock.
"Just had to get him as the first one…" Mumbles Wes. "Well, whatever! Let's keep it going!"
The next Lapras is grasping onto the Pokemon's luggage from her mouth. Her head lays low, blushing, as she approaches the island. From her back, the Primarina gracefully flips off onto the dock, balancing on her big tail and using water to have her hair flow up elegantly.
"Pleased to announce that Queen Lani has arrived as requested~!" She sings proudly.
"Uh…" Wes looks on confused. "Welcome, Momilani."
"A beautiful welcome to you as well, Mr. Wes!" Smiles the Primarina. "It's a pleasure to meet you and I'm sure it's a pleasure to meet me!"
"Oh yeah. It's a fantastic pleasure." Wes rolls his eyes. "Just go ahead and wait over by the other weir- kid. The other kid. Just… go over there." He rubs his forehead in slight frustration.
"Don't be flustered, Mr. Wes. It's only the first day." She giggles, making her way to stand by Torvald.
"Wow! You've got a very lovely appeal, Queen Lani!" The Braixen gleams.
The Primarina smiles in curiosity. "Thank you, sunny one. I hope my beauty may encourage you to express yours to the fullest."
Wes shakes his head. "Freakin' weirdos man… Just give me a normal teen, already."
The Lapras spits out the contestant's luggage. "She was only annoying the whole swim here, Mr. O'Callaghan." The Lapras complains before swimming away.
The next Lapras arrives right after the previous one departs, dropping off a Zangoose. She hoists her duffel bag over her shoulder and calmly walks up to the host.
"Hey there Wes! Nice to meetcha ya!" She grinned waving.
"Well, it's about time someone less, uh, 'unique' showed up." Wes greets, giving a handshake to one of her claws. "I bet you're thrilled for the competition, huh April?"
"You bet! I just gotta ace this thing, man!" She pumps her arms eagerly before joining the other two.
The next Lapras drops off a Sawk, holding a single suitcase for himself. He sternly wipes some water off his karate gi as he approaches the host.
"J-J-J-Joseph!" Wes greets enthusiastically. "Welcome to the island, man!"
"Thanks, Wes." He nods. "I hope the competition will not be too rough for everyone. And of course… nice to meet you."
As he walks away to join the other few, the next camper arrives. The Midday Lycanroc leaps onto the docks, carrying her suitcase by her teeth.
"Next up: Sascha! How's it goin'?" The host asks the wolf.
The Lycanroc puts her belongings down for a moment. "I humbly accepted my place here on this island, and am in your debt to be here, Hostman." She bows before biting up her luggage and moving on.
"Freakin… nutjobs all around." The Blaziken mutters. "But forget it! Teens are teens! Next up is…"
The next camper to arrive is a Phanpy, headbutting his duffel bag all the way to the host.
"Huff… Huff…" The little elephant pants. "My noggin sure is out of shape. B-But that doesn't mean my spirit is either!" He pouts, wagging his short tail.
"All is well, little dude." Wes merrily shrugs. "Nice to meet ya, uh… Wheat, right?"
"Yes sir!" He nods. "My Papa told me to stand proud with it!"
"Nice to hear that… Now go stand over with the others." Says Wes.
The Phanpy continues to headbutt his bag towards the pile of luggage collecting up. However, Joseph quietly grabs his bag for him and lightly tosses it in the pile.
"Hey! I could've done it myself!" Pouts Wheat. "But… my Papa's taught me the gift in kindness, so… thank you very much!"
Joseph shrugs before returning to his spot, followed along by Wheat.
"That's hella kind of you!" April grins.
"...I see it more as 'common sense.'" The Sawk smiles and crosses his arms.
Arriving next, a Machoke is aboard the next Lapras. The moment he steps onto the dock, he throws his luggage directly into the pile, causing other luggage to be knocked around.
"Boomtown, baby!" He yells out, eagerly flexing and posing his muscled body. "Ya boi Sergio's here!"
"Hey-ho, Sergio! Kinda diggin' the excitement you're bringin' in, dude." Wes says as he fist bumps with the broad Pokemon.
"Supa! Killa!" Sergio shouts energetically. "Let me tell you, it's rad to be here Wes. I couldn't thank you enough for letting me be a super star on worldwide television!"
"Sure thing, 'star!'" Wes smirks as Sergio joins the others. As the musclehead walks by him, Wes chuckles and slightly shakes his head at the camera.
An Abra was the next contestant to arrive. Indulging in her book, she floats towards the host, levitating her luggage alongside her.
"Greetings, Yanna! Welcome to PDI!" Greets the host.
"Yo." She peace signs as she floats by the host. Wes only eyes her in slight confusion before turning his attention on the next camper.
"Hello-Hello!" The Flaaffy greets, skipping up to the host with her luggage in tow. "It's super-super to be here!"
"Welcome, Paisley." Wes grins, crossing his arms. "How's it hangin'?"
"Hmm…" Paisley pauses, glancing at the island's weak and rundown campsite. "Weeelll… the campground seems crappier than a trailer park used solely as a dump, but I'm getting the feeling that once time soars by, all of us will be having a blast here! Tee hee hee!"
As she giggles along to the others, Wes's jaw dropped.
"She's the one to call BS on this crummy island? Dang. Teens are definitely hard to read these days." Wes scratches his head.
"Is that some way for a young lady to speak?" Momilani raises a brow at the pink sheep.
"Is that some way a pig-mouthed dumpster should speak to their superiors?" Smiles Paisley. The Primarina and a few others were stunned by her mixed behavior.
"O-Oh my…" Momilani murmurs.
The next Pokemon loudly jumps onto the dock, carrying his worn-out duffel bag. The Midnight Lycanroc, without saying a single word, moves along past Wes and simply joins the others.
"And that, everyone…" Wes smirks as the Lycanroc drops his bag and kicks it over to the pile of possessions without even eying it, "is Keone. Embrace him with open arms, if you would."
"Okay!" Torvald smiles, spreading his arms out for the Lycanroc.
"...can I even question what you're doing?" The Lycanroc grunts.
"I guess so? But what's there to question?" Torvald tilts his head.
"Ugh…" Keone sighs.
The Sawk calmly places his hand on the Braixen's shoulder. "I'd be more cautious of someone of his caliber." Joseph cautions.
"You're one to talk." Yanna comments. This earned the Abra a raised brow from the fighter.
The next Lapras arrives soon enough, dropping off a Houndoom with a large backpack on him. He stands still on the dock, unsurely looking around at everyone as he quivers.
"Hey there, Grey. How's it going?" Wes asks. However, the Houndoom nervously walks by the host with his head lowered in embarrassment. Once he slides his bag into the pile, he keeps his distance from the others. A few other contestants exchange confused glances.
"Silent… but I wonder if deadly?" Wes cheekily smirks.
"Don't worry. I'm sure he'll warm up to us eventually." Shrugs Torvald with a smile.
"...kinda doubt it." Comments Yanna. Grey's blush burns up even more after her comment.
The next contestant to arrive is a Sableye. She slumps her bag over her shoulder, scoping out her surroundings as she approaches the host.
"'Sup Nora?" Asks Wes.
"This place looks rotten from land to sea, Wes." The Sableye frowns.
"But all the greenery and water seem pretty healthy." Torvald adds on.
"She's just saying it sucks, dude. Sheesh." Sergio rolls his eyes.
"Yeah, well, it's what you signed up for, though, kiddo." Wes says, patting her head. "Get used to this place if you're gonna win that big grand prize."
The ghost girl growls lowly before walking over to the others, making sure to give a sharp glare at the host.
"But before we move on, toss me back my wallet if you don't mind." Smirks the host.
"Figured." Nora rolls her eyes as she tossed back his wallet. "But I still scored fifty bucks. Heh heh." She smirks waving the stolen bill in front of her.
"That's not an honorable thing to do." Whispers Sascha, glaring.
"Honor? What am I, some fantasy hero? What's that crud gotta do with me?" Nora smiles deviously, taking her spot. The Lycanroc lightly shakes her head in disappointment.
The next Lapras arrives with a Sandslash shaking as he prepares himself to disembark. The sand rodent trembles where he stands as he nervously grips onto his suitcase, staring down at the dock.
"O-Okay. You can do this. No… No mishaps this summer." He mumbles to himself. The Sandslash makes the attempt to leap onto the dock, however, his foot gets caught onto one of the Lapras's blunt knobs.
"Aw crap!" He shouts. He nearly flips over completely, crashing his head on the edge of the dock before falling down into the lake.
"Ooh…!" Many campers wince.
Nora and Sergio didn't hesitate to start howling with laughter at his misfortune. They did earn a grave glare from Keone, despite it going unnoticed by anyone. Joseph and April hurry over to hoist the dazed Sandslash back up as Yanna, still indulging in her book, levitates his suitcase out from the water.
"Quite the entrance, huh Dusty? Keh heh." Wes slightly chuckles.
"Did my suitcase at least make it onto the dock?" Dusty asks in a daze.
"Afraid not." States Joseph, displaying his dripping suitcase.
The Sandslash sighs loudly. "Of course…"
The two turn their attention onto the next Pokemon already walking along the dock. The Lilligant calmly and humbly walks her way to the host, reaching her hand out to him.
"Icelyn is very excited to be here, O'Callaghan, sir." She warmly smiles.
"What a gentle aura…" Wes comments as he accepts her hand shake. "Welcome to PDI, Icelyn. Enjoy your, uh, stay. I guess…"
"Thank you so much, Wes." She bows. She joins along with the others, earning a few blushing stares.
"Such a warm feeling from her…" Sergio comments looking her up and down.
"She radiates such a calming passion…" Sascha comments as well, taken back by the elegant girl.
"Quite the elegancy…" Smiles Momilani.
"..." Keone couldn't help but eye her as he slightly blushes, at least managing to maintain his serious posture.
"Goodbai mishu ishuren!" The Lapras murmurs as she puts the Lilligant's belongings down from her mouth. "Have fun out here!"
"Thank you, Miss Vermillion! Icelyn will be sure to win for the homeland!" Icelyn waves back.
Suddenly, the dock jolts and shakes everyone. Now the attention turns onto the next camper: an Ursaring. She tosses her ragged suitcase into the pile, crossing her arms as she glares intensely at the host.
"Are you Wes?" She raises a brow.
"The one and only." The host says proudly. However, he drops his bravado right as the Ursaring stood face to face, now giving him a grimly glare.
"Since I'm gonna be here dealing with your BS, just remember that when you poke a bear, you'll get the mauling of a lifetime." She glowers.
She huffs and picks her stuff back up and joins the others.
"Can't wait to see how she blows it here." The host snickers to himself..
"Meh. I'm not too interested in finding out..." Someone speaks amidst the group.
"...did somebody here change their voice?" Torvald asks, looking around.
"GAH!" Sergio jumps. Next to him was a Lombre laying on his side, snoozing away. "When the hell did you get here!?"
"Came when Dusty almost split like a coconut." The Lombre opens an eyelid. "He was too nervous at the pick-up spot to notice he rode onto my Lapras…"
After letting out a long yawn, he returns to snoozing away.
"...are we expected to treat this so casually?" Wheat asks April, to which the Zangoose could only reply with an unsure shrug. The next contestant's a little Dedenne. He hops onto the dock with his suitcase quickly thrown after him.
"Bye, bye!" The little rodent waves to the Lapras.
"Take care little buddy!" The Lapras smiles before swimming away.
"Next is… Fynn!" Wes introduces.
"Hello everyone!" Fynn waves. "Thanks so much for having me here, Wes! I can't wait for the best summer ever!"
The Dedenne merrily hums along as Wes tosses his suitcase over to the pile. As he walked along, he gave everyone a wave and a smile, earning him a few light greetings and waves back.
"Quite the cutie." Comments Momilani.
"Such positivity is certainly welcome in a competitive environment." Giggles Icelyn.
Fynn takes his spot, standing nearly underneath Keone.
"Hi ya!" Fynn greets the wolf, giving him his tiny energetic wave.
"Pssh! Look at that adorable big bro, little bro duo over there." Nora whispers to Sergio.
The two start snickering to themselves. The embarrassed Lycanroc diverts his attention somewhere else, lowly growling and heavily blushing. Meanwhile, the next camper was arriving.
"Good morning Wes." The Prinplup greets, rolling her suitcase besides her.
"Mornin' Alexandria. I take it your ride was nice and peaceful?" Wes asks, shaking her fin.
"It was quite relaxing. Since this summer will be intense, it was very nice to get a brief moment of peace." She calmly smiles. "Very nice to be here as well."
The Prinplup goes off to join the group as the next contestant arrives. The next pokemon's a Mienshao; taking a gentle whiff of the island scent.
"My, my… what a complex aroma." She comments to herself. "Hello there Wes. I'm very grateful to have the opportunity of staying here."
"Welcome to your summer home, Celeste." Says Wes. "I'd take one last sniff of this place before we start if I were you. Once it begins, this place'll reek of big egos and sore losers."
"Aroma always finds itself the right fragrance, so I won't be fretting now. Nature will provide us plenty for the summer." She smiles before taking her spot.
The host just shrugs. "Wise words, I guess…?"
A Gallade is the next contestant to arrive. He hurries over to the pile to put down his belongs before returning back to the host to eagerly shake hands.
"Sweet to meet, Wes! It's super rad to get to meet someone so famous!" He greets energetically.
"Thanks Deon! It's good to see some appreciation like that." Wes responds proudly. "So, uh, how's your evolution treatin' ya?"
The Gallade chuckles and blushes. "Y'know… pretty cool I guess. Don't get the Kirlia jokes anymore. Heh heh heh…"
"Good to hear it. Go ahead and get yourself comfortable with the others. We still got more pokemon on their way." States Wes. Deon takes his place next to Alexandria who's raising a brow at him.
"Evolve after signing up?" She asks.
The Gallade blushes. "Heh heh, yeah. Almost got cut from makin' it on the show. But lo' and behold, I get to be here! So it's all good!"
"Mhm… Very well then." Concludes the Prinplup.
Arriving next is a Meowstic. She only has a small bag with her as she steps up to the host.
"Welcome Bonnie. You totally ready for summer here?" Asks Wes delightfully.
"Don't know." She nonchalantly responds.
"Cool, cool…" He says as she walks over to the group. "Huh. Just like her bio, she really is emotionless."
Next to arrive, a Geodude floats aboard the dock. However… his appearance seems significantly different than the typical Geodude.
"Welcome to the island, Hugo!" Greets Wes. A few pokemon were taken back by his distinctive appearance.
"Alola!" He greets sternly. "Um… or just a simple 'hello' here right?"
"What's up with those brows of stone, dude?" Nora raises a brow.
"And how do you have, like, little hair thingies?" Fynn tilts his head.
"Um…" The Geodude hesitates. "Hugo is from Alola. Over there, we're a bit different. S-Sorry for the confusion…"
"Really different..." Dusty eyes him nervously.
"All right; enough, enough." Wes butts in. "Let's just keep rolling in the contestants, so scoot back and stand by, Hugo."
"Hugo understands!" The Geodude, oddly enough, says with gladness. He hoists his suitcase with one arm and joins the others.
With the next Lapras arriving, she calmly lowers her neck down, placing a suitcase down with a small green pokemon quickly hiding behind it.
"Oh, so it's this chick then." Wes points out. "Next we have Rosie!"
The Budew barely peeks from behind her luggage, anxiously looking over the group.
"What's the little oddball doing…?" Paisley questions, tilting her head curiously.
"It appears this girl is afraid of us." States Sascha.
"Tch. She needs to hurry the hell up..." Kimber murmurs to herself.
"Oh! I got it, guys!" Deon speaks up, politely walking over to Budew. Right as he approaches her, she retreats fully behind the suitcase now out of sigh. Deon smiles and squats down.
"Hey there." He calmly waves to her. "We can tell you're scared, so I wanna help out. Can I walk you over there? I'll make sure you don't have to worry about anyone bothering you, 'k?"
The Budew hesitates in peeking out again. Momentarily, she comes out with her head down and stands aside his leg.
"Coolio! Let's go!" Smiles Deon. He picks up her suitcase and the two walk over to join the other.
"Wimpy lil' baby, isn't she?" Nora rolls her eyes and whispers as Deon and the Budew walk past her. However, she was slightly taken back when she notices she whispered to Alexandria instead of Sergio.
"I'd watch your mouth before it bites you down." Alexandria calmly comments before looking away from her. Nora only rolls her eyes once again and crosses her arms in annoyance.
"It is quite the shame to see conflict already begun sprouting amongst us." A Lucario sighs, just arriving. He wears a large traveller's backpack looking prepared for a long distant journey. "A rare opportunity this island has provided for us all to bond has come into motion, so let us establish a basis of respect, serenity, harmo-."
"All right, we get it, just shut it." Wes frowns. "Just go wait by the others, hippie boy."
The Lucario can only sigh as he does what he's told, joining up with the group. A Krokorok is the next camper to arrive. He slings his packed straw sack over his shoulder as he walks onto the dock.
"...reckon this'll be my summer getaway?" The Krokorok smirks, raising a brow.
"You got it, Bronco. Of course, being the outdoorsman yourself, you'll likely get quite comfortable here."
"Yes, sir." He nods. "I'm rootin' for a relaxful summer here. Well, I hope it'll be, anyways."
He goes to place his sack in the large pile of luggage before taking his spot.
"Howdy, everyone." He greets.
"How-dy!" Torvald and Fynn greet back mimicking him in excitement. Bronco awkwardly chuckles back in amusement.
The next pokemon to arrive is a Persian. She walks up to the host rather graciously with her luggage strolled along by her tail.
"Good morning to you, Wes." She greets. "It is most pleasurable to be here to earn such a grand fortune for a 'mon of my age. I'll certainly be looking forward to the summer here." She smiles with slight deviancy before joining the others.
"Quinn's just straight to the point, huh. Maybe useful, maybe her downfall. Can't wait to see." Smirks Wes.
"Definitely gonna stay away from her." Kimber comments.
"B-But I'm sure she means really, really well!" Wheat says to her.
"Hugo also sees no problem with her! Then again… Hugo did just blank out for her arrival." Hugo adds sheepishly. Kimber just briefly raises a brow before deciding to keep to herself.
The next pokemon is a small size Gourgeist. She hops onto the dock but with no luggage in tow.
"Oh boy…" Wes pinches his nose in annoyance. "Everyone, meet… Muriel."
"Everyone… hello…" She creepily greets as she tilts her body, eyeing everyone in an odd fashion; even slightly drooling. Many of the other pokemon already step back from her uneasy nature. She doesn't bother introducing herself and takes her spot in the group.
"Hello…" She eyes Dusty besides her.
"H-H-H…" He stutters pale faced. Suddenly, he passes out and falls back, getting caught by Celeste. "Breakfast… I don't think you had some…" She shudders with a smile. Celeste exchanges a creeped out glance with Paisley.
"That's just actually psycho…" The Flaaffy whispers.
Torvald and Wheat poked their heads between the two. "She probably means well!" They say in unison; Torvald smiling but Wheat just seeming determined.
The final camper arrives; a Munchlax chomping down sloppily on a family-size bag of thick pretzel sticks.
"Crunch, crunch… Hi ya." He smiles and waves, still chowing down.
"And as a cherry on top, famished little Leo joins us." Wes says.
"Ooh, a cherry. Always figured I'd be a nut instead." He says as he joins the rest.
"I think so too." Sergio rolls his eyes.
With the final Lapras departing, Wes proudly places his hands on his hips and nods.
"All righty then! Seems all you angsty teens have all come together." He smiles boastfully. "Being the maestro of this orchestra, I'll be conducting your brief campground tour. Now follow the host!"
The twenty-eight campers gather around the campfire pit, either taking a seat on a stump or simply choosing to stand around. Wes stands in front, holding up a list.
"Okay, new campers. Welcome to Camp Maranga Kee, on Maranga Kee Island! First off, let me just say congrats for being the selected suckers to compete here. As you know, to win here, you must overcome each obstacle we throw at you. Survive as the last one standing, bada-bing, bada-boom, you've just earned yourself the sweet, succulent grand prize of half… a million… dollars!"
Many of the campers cheered to the last part; despiting frowning from the "suckers" part.
"It's gonna be a piece of cake and you know it Wes." Nora smirks, leaning back against her stump. Just as Leo opens his mouth to speak, Nora instantly hushed him. "No food commentary, short stuff."
"Here's how it'll go down." Wes begins to explain. "On any day or at anytime, a challenge will go down and all of you must participate. Two teams will be formed and put head-to-head in these challenges. The winning team, guaranteed, will be granted immunity, as the team who choked out must participate in our campfire ceremony. At the ceremony, the team that lost must vote someone off the island, and the sucker with the most votes stacked against them may never, ever… return to this island.
"Such cruelty..." Thurman shakes his head.
"Don't like it, don't join it." Kimber grunts.
"Moving on," Wes continues, "let's get you guys set you up in your teams. And just so we're clear, both teams must sleep in their own cabins."
"Will the living arrangements, perhaps, be co-ed?" Quinn asks. "It'd be quite the… situation, to be put with certain pokemon around here." She seductively eyes back at Grey. The Houndoom sitting behind her blushes wide-eyed before scooting himself further back.
"Afraid not, Quinn. Both cabins are split to their genders accordingly." Wes eyes her suspiciously. "But now onto the teams! When I call your name, just go ahead and stand to my left." He pulls up the paper, eyeing it closely. "Should've worn my contacts…" He mutters. "Let's go ahead and have the following come up: Torvald!"
The Braixen claps star-eyed before rushing over.
"...Kimber!"
The Ursaring grunts before making her way up.
"...Hugo!"
The Alolan Geodude just stares deeply into the grass.
"...Hugo, man, c'mon!" Wes yells.
Hugo quickly shakes himself. "Oh! Sorry Wes!" He floats over to join the other two.
"...Rosie!"
The shaking Budew hurries over and hides behind Kimber. The bear huffs but let's it slide.
"...Thurman!"
The Lucario smiles and calmly walks up.
"...Sascha!"
The Lycanroc simply nods and walks up.
"...Grey!"
The Houndoom walks around the whole group and joins behind the few Pokemon already there.
"...Bonn-"
Oddly enough, the Meowstic was already standing amongst them.
"Uh… Dusty!"
The Sandslash gulps and attempts to hurry over. However, he trips and ends up rolling over, colliding against Grey. The two rumble over and somehow manage to be stopped by the Gourgeist.
"Assistance…?" Muriel asks creepily.
The two were startled wide-eyed and rush back to the growing group.
"...speaking of the devil. Muriel!"
The Gourgeist shudders and smiles before joining herself.
"...Jude!"
The groggy Lombre just lazily slides himself over like a snail.
"...Celeste!"
The Mienshao politely bows before joining them.
"...Wheat."
The Phanpy wags his tail eagerly before heading over.
"...and Quinn!"
The Persian smiles to herself as she heads over.
"You fourteen batch of misfits will be titled… The Gallant Sharpedos!" Wes announces as he tosses Thurman a dark blue banner; rolling itself out and revealing a Sharpedo insignia.
"An honorable name, I suppose." He says.
"And for the next team, I'll need the following to stand by my right: Icelyn!"
The Lilligant quietly but excitedly claps to herself as she walks over.
"...Joseph!"
The Sawk nods and makes his way up.
"...April!"
The Zangoose pumps her arm in triumph before running over.
"...Fynn!"
"Yippie!" He shouts eagerly as he runs up.
"...Alexandria!"
The Prinplup simply stands up and walks over without a word.
"...Bronco!"
The Krokorok smirks, making his way up.
"...Momilani!"
The Primarina sighs in delight before heading over to the group.
"...Sergio."
The Machoke grins, crushing the rock he was just tossing up and down. Flinging the remnants to floor, he bolts straight for the group.
"...Paisley."
The Flaaffy smiles before skipper over.
"...Keone!"
The standing wolf just lightly growls to himself in annoyance before heading over.
"...Nora!"
The Sableye shrugs then joins the team.
"...Leo!"
The Munchlax yawns and dumps the last of his pretzels into his mouth before walking over.
"...Yanna!"
The Abra levitates a leaf off the ground and places it on the page of her book, closing it to leave her page bookmarked. She rests the book to her side before just simply walking over.
"...and finally, Deon!"
The Gallade grins as he runs on over to the group.
"And you bunch of hoodlums will be dubbed… The Diehard Wailords!" Wes announces as he tosses Paisley a light blue banner, unravelling to reveal a Wailord insignia.
"Quite the sloppy name, but a team's still a team. Hee hee!" The Flaaffy giggles.
"With the teams now arranged, let's get you teens settled down in your cabins for the summer." Wes says.
"Are the cabins, well, clean enough?" Asked Deon.
"And safe, if I may add." Alexandria speaks up.
"Safe? Definitely. Clean? Well… It'll depend on how much grumpy interns could achieve in just a few minutes… So have fun!" The host grins. Deon slumps over in defeat.
Wes brings the group to the front of the cabins; two decently built for certainly old cabins.
"Okay, listen up campers!" Wes yells. "The east cabin is designated for the Wailords. The west cabin's for the Sharpedos. We'll meet at the mess hall nearby in ten minutes for your brunch, so no slacking, no snacking." He glares at Leo who responds with a sheepish chuckle. "And one last note: the outhouse confessional is ready for use! It's right near the campgrounds so feel free to try it out!"
With that, the Blaziken walks off to the mess hall as the two teams split away into their respective cabins.
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"Here in the outhouse confessional, our angsty competitors may share their juicy gossip with you, the viewers. Since we, the producers, are liable for any crud they say in here, we'll be sure to ensure they don't yell some really messed up stuff." Wes leaves off with a wink.
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Deon enters the outhouse, immediately freezing with disgust.
"Oh, sweet Arceus!" He cups his hands over his mouth in disgust before rushing out.
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Jude plants his head against the walls, letting out a yawn.
"Hopefully this show won't drain the little bit of energy I got." He blinks groggily. "...yawning in this air wasn't a good idea."
Suddenly rapid knocks bang against the door.
"Hellooo?" Paisley calls out. "Sleeping tragedy? Other people gotta vent in here!"
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Scooting into the confessional, the Flaaffy cracks her neck before smiling into the camera.
"Hi ya everyone at home! For our homestead, I'll bring back the winning cash! Just you wait! Lots of love and hugs!"
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Torvald claps his hands above his head. "I'll make sure everyone here will have a good time playing the game! I gotta ensure there'll be no fighting whatsoever!"
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"U-Um, he-hello viewing w-world." Rosie weakly greets. "I-I don't talk much in person, s-so, I-I'll be sure to share my feelings in here…"
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Deon and Dusty opens up the door first for the boys' side of the Sharpedos Cabin. Inside were enough bunk beds for the boys in the wooden room and just enough dressers for their belongings. The bunk beds only consists of a slim sheet, one cheap looking pillow, and likely a Bug Pokemon's nest by the way the place having dust everywhere.
"Ah jeez…" Deon grimaces. "My attic and basement are less dusty than this. Uh… no offence, I guess?"
"N-None… taken?" Dusty raises a brow before nervously wandering in. Just with a single step in and the Sandslash already slips off the floor and crashes onto his back. He only sighs being held back due to some of his quills lodging themselves between the floorboards.
"You good?" Deon asks.
"...don't think so." Dusty blushes.
Joseph walks in and looks down at the Sandslash. He sighs before reaching his hand out.
"I'll help you up; c'mon." Joseph says.
However, Keone stomps loudly up to Dusty and easily yanks the rodent up to his feet. The Sandslash froze in fear as the Lycanroc just sighs and walks by him.
"Quite the rude boy." Joseph murmurs. Deon just shrugs before heading further in.
Bronco, Fynn and Leo follow suit and enter the cabin. Fynn gasps in excitement when he sees Keone lying on a bottom bunk in the far corner. He rushes up and climbs up the wood halfway before smiling at the wolf.
"Do you think I can stay up over you?" He asks excitedly.
"...no one's gonna stop you." The Lycanroc mutters, rolling over to face the wall.
The Dedenne grins. "Thanks Keone!" He says right before climbing to the top bunk.
"Whatever." Keone mutters as he rolls towards the wall.
Deon walks over to a neighboring bunk. "Anyone, uh, wanna bunk with me?"
Leo shrugs. "I'll take your offer!"
The two exchange a gleeful fist pump. The Munchlax and Gallade slides their belongings under their beds before heading back out.
"If everyone doesn't mind," Joseph speaks up, "I'd prefer having a bunk to myself. I… wouldn't want to disturb others due to my, um... squirming habit. It's quite annoying, to be honest."
"No prob, Jo!" Deon assures as he walks out with Leo.
"We're good with that over here." Bronco says as he and Sergio stuff their belongings under a bunk bed.
"Don't give a crap too; just go for it." Sergio says without a care.
"...thanks."
In the girls side of the cabin, many of the girls uncomfortably watch on as Momilani and Paisley are already caught in a dispute.
"Your grounds on your claims are rather biased, deary." Glares Momilani.
"Deary? Your body may seem like it's rotting but I doubt you're even an adult." Paisley snickers deviously.
"I'm going to refrain from observing this." Alexandria comments as she steps out of the cabin.
"Insults towards looks? Quite the creativity fit for a mere child." Momilani glares further.
"To be fair, it's more understandable for a teen to be a childish than the girls who wants nothing more than to be a big, strong grown-up." Smirks Paisley.
"Immature, immature, immature…" The Primarina shakes her head.
"Coming from a kid who's trying to play grown up." The Flaaffy smiles proudly.
"For the love of…" Yanna mutters, interrupting her book read on her bed. "Knock it off. With attitudes like that, you're certain to be eliminated first."
The Primarina crosses her arms at the resting Abra. "Attitude? My manners were quite in check during our little debate."
The Flaaffy tilts her head at the Abra. "I didn't think I was being harsh. I'm talking back how I've always done it."
The Abra sighs before floating back on her feet. She bookmarks and shuts her book and heads out the cabin.
"Whelp. This cabin already blows." Nora frowns in annoyance as she walks out as well.
"Sooner or later, we'll be united as team." Icelyn comments as she follows her out.
"Same here!" April grins with her paws behind her head as she follows them out.
The two left inside the cabin exchange a quick look of their own scorn before heading out of their cabin.
In the Sharpedos' cabin, the girls were calm. Though Kimber seething directly in the center, cross-legged on the floor with her arms crossed, affected the whole atmosphere of the room. Running around her, a tearful Rosie flees as fast as her little feet would let her with Muriel creepily trying to catch her.
"I just wanna say hi~!" She smiles creepily.
Grunting in annoyance, Kimber grips both of them by their heads and lifts them up, though the two were still trying to run in midair.
"You're quite the caregiver." Celeste smiles. This gets Quinn the smile rather snidely.
"Shut it." The Ursaring throws a sharp glare.
On one bunk, Sascha adjusts her sheets on the bottom bed with her teeth as Bonnie lays staring at the ceiling.
"Is your bed suitable for you, Ms. Bonnie?" Asks Sascha.
"It's whatever." Shrugs the Meowstic.
"Better than nothing, of course!" Smirks the wolf proudly.
At the boys side…
"Rock!" Torvald shouts excitedly reading his fist.
"Paper?" Hugo says unsurely as he readies himself.
"...scissors." Jude mumbles.
All the boys aside from Grey throw out their fists, asides from Wheat who throws out his trunk. Thurman and Jude keep their hands flat out for paper, Dusty and Torvald split their claws and fingers respectively scissors, and Hugo kept his fist in place for rock.
"Was Hugo supposed to change?" The Geodude raises a brow.
"What have you selected, Wheat?" Thurman asks the Phanpy.
"It's definitely rock!" The Phanpy shouts.
Barely true to his word, the edge of his trunk was slightly folded back in effort to make it rock shaped.
"Okay!" Torvald claps his hands together. "We've just decided bunkmates! But are you sure you don't want to bunk with someone?" He asks Grey.
However, his belongings were already placed on a bed with the Houndoom himself nowhere in the cabin.
"Guess that's a no!" Torvald smiles and shrugs.
Soon each camper finished settling into their rooms and waited outside the cabins. Bursting through the mess hall front doors Wes stretches his arms up high.
"C'mon in, campers! It's time to chow down!" Wes shouts.
"All right!" Leo pumps his fists before dashing to the mess hall.
"That boy's a walkin' cliché." Bronco shakes his head.
In the cafeteria, the teens were single file lined waiting for their food. The kitchen's metal shutters were closed though many clanks and rapid stirring noised from within.
"C'mon… We need to eat already!" Leo groans.
"Seeing how crap everything is, you know the food's gonna be crappy too, right?" Nora raises a brow.
"Food is food though…" He whines as he nibbles on his paw.
Nora just exchanges a bewildered look with Joseph behind her.
With a sharp and loud crash startling everyone in the room, even getting Dusty to leap into April's arms, the shutters fling open. From the other side of the counter, a Dusknoir glares gloomily at the campers. Everyone takes a step back in fright.
"Everyone, meet Lloyd. Former gourmet chef, drill sergeant, and various other occupations, but now most importantly; your camp cook." Wes introduces deviously.
"Gourmet chef!? Jackpot!" Leo grins.
"Yeah. Just take notice on the former part." Smirks the host.
Roughly slapping a plate onto the counter, a serving of mashed up foods of a small variety were today's meal. The slop's cold and grimy texture made many of them grimace.
"Order up..." Lloyd growls.
Gulping, Leo in the very front of the line goes up and gets his plate of grotesque slop.
"Oh gosh…" He looks down at the food wide-eyed.
"Move. Along." Lloyd glares from behind.
"Eep!" Leo yelps before running off to the tables.
One by one the campers were served the unpleasant gruel. When Momilani went up, she holds in vomit as her slop was given to her.
"I-I do not think this is safe for consumption." She says pale faced.
The Dusknoir glares at her just inches away from her face. "And I doubt this sludge as well, but I also doubt that you'd like to help me prepare your meals with me back here for the rest of your summer."
Momilani glances behind him, seeing the horrifyingly cluttered, rundown state of the kitchen with various foods spilled everywhere.
"Um… I-I-I think I'll take my food then." She weakly smiles before heading off with her plate.
Approaching the counter next, April still held onto Dusty bridal style both still staring wide eye in fear.
"Can't serve you with your hands full." Lloyd says.
The two glance at each other before April drops his as she blushes.
"S-Sorry." She says sheepishly before taking a plate.
Dusty stands up and rubs his back as he raises a brow at the Zangoose walking away.
"Get your food. Now." Lloyd glares.
Dusty immediately tenses up and nods rapidly before running away with a plate. Nora comes up and snickers at the Sandslash.
"Hella dorky, right?" She chuckles. However, she turns to see the Dusknoir glaring down at her intensely.
"U-Uh, t-thanks for the grub! Heh heh…" She backs off.
With everyone served, the Pokemon were all attempting to eat their meals, but really the majority were just picking at their food.
"Ugh…" Deon grimaces weakly at his food. He looks over to Leo who's scarfing down his portion. "At least you're enjoying it."
"It's not that bad when you keep eating it!" The Munchlax grins with food chunks stuck in his teeth. Deon holds back from gagging at the sight.
From the Sharpedos table, Quinn sighs and rolls her eyes. "Of course that guy's the only one able to consume… whatever this is."
At the sound of a big gulp, everyone at the table turned their attention to the end of it. Grey was lapping up a large chunk of the food, calmly but shyly chewing his food. He pauses when seeing everyone at his table looking over at him wide-eyed.
"..." The Houndoom swallows his food and slumps over on the table red faced.
"...guess there's two?" Quinn eyes him in interest.
As the campers resume their attempt to eat their food, Wes stands in front with Lloyd smirking with his hands on his hips.
"Attention campers!" He shouts. "With your grub served, you'll now have the energy for your first challenge of the season!"
Leo spits out his food. "We're already having a challenge!?"
Across from him, Alexandria frowns as the chewed slop slowly slid down her chest.
"...it's a competition, after all." Her brow twitches as she wipes the food off her.
"Your challenge will begin shortly, so fill your bellies up and prepare for the first challenge!" Wes says before walking out with Lloyd.
"Huh. Is it just Hugo, or does nobody else know what we're gonna do?" The Geodude asks.
"I'm sure our challenge will be nice and easy." Thurman assures him. "It's only our first day here, of course."
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Thurman sighs. "For our first challenge, I wish we were given something lighter and wholesome and… not dangerous."
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At the top of the cliff, Wes points down at the lake way below.
"For your first challenge, you'll be required to jump and catch a frisbee shot from afar, followed by falling down a thousand foot drop and into the lake. Modified with two high voltage rings for 'safety measures' of course."
"I think... I really wanna go home." Dusty gulps.
When we return, the first elimination challenge will commence! Who will eat it and either get knocked out by our customized frisbees or get shocked by our electrifying rings down below? What's the total amount of drama we'll get on this island? Find out next time, on Pokemon… Drama… Island!"
Author's Note:
My wiki that's been empty and on hiatus will now resume with updates on all stories I make! Feel free to stop by and check it out!
P.S. Adding a link to my profile doesn't work for some reason so for the time being you can find my wiki by searching:
"Alpaca The Writing Writer FanFiction Wikia"
...though just searching my account name might just find it too. Once again, thanks for any support and have a nice day!