Total Drama Chapter One-point-One: Still Beginning the Pain-Game
Chris stretched out while slipping a silk robe that matched the main color of his shirt on. Yawning a small bit, his eyes widened a small bit when he saw the cameraman in his room.
"Uhh, what are you doing in here?"
"To get the latest scoop on the new Total Drama season… you know, Total Drama Hollywood."
"Oh right, that. Cool… though why my room?"
"Blaineley let me in and told me that it was better to do it in your room."
He merely let out small groan and sat down on a leather chair and put his feet into a bucket of soap water as spa specialist came in with lotions and other spa items on a tray.
"Okay, we can do it during my foot massage and treatment. So, what details do you want to know?"
"Have you accepted any players yet?"
"I'm not obligated to say."
"Are there any loopholes in their contracts?"
"Blaineley is handling those contracts, not me this time. IF there are loopholes, then she's the girl that you need to go to about this. Next question."
"How do you feel about the applications?"
"Totally EXCITED!"
Some of the water splashed out of the bucket, and the spa specialist merely groaned a small bit.
"Sorry. Anyways, these applicants are totally wicked. Here's a thing, we already said that we had five people already chosen, but one dropped out due to being suspended from school and sent to a military bootcamp and won't be able to do the show, so slots opened up to nine… though they may change depending on what happens."
"So, upon elimination by meatball, how will they leave the place you're doing the show at?"
"Let's do a small recap of the how everyone left the show. First season, dock of shame." [show's Eva's second elimination with her yelling in a straight jacket]. Second season, the Lame-o-sine." [show's Heather giving Lashawna her wig as a farewell gift]. Third season, Total Drama World Tour with kicking everyone out the plane with parachutes… except DJ and Izzy, one who was taken away and the other because we were crash landed." [shows Bridgette falling out of the plane with the pole stuck to her tongue still]. Then Revenge of the Island! That was a good one, especially when we hurled everyone."
Chris merely broke out laughing, wiping away a small tear.
"Then there was All-Stars, Duncan he was the only one disqualified since he blew up my place and it landed him in jail. We brought back the marshmallows and created the Flush of Shame… it was fun seeing all the competitors get wet whenever it was flushed. Then finally, Pahkitew Island, where everyone was shot out of a cannon."
He grew quiet for a few moments, thinking back to all the pain that he gave the contestants. Glancing over at the cameraman, he snapped back to what was going on.
"Uh, what was the questions again?"
"How are they going to be leaving the show this time?"
"Oh, that's right. This time, due to producers and the lawyers, we can't make them leave in pain… which us three hosts didn't like. So, we brought back the Lame-o-Sine… but it has been upgraded. Don't ask, you will see when the first contestant gets eliminated."
A maid came with a cup of coffee for Chris, to which he happily accepted and gave her a ten-dollar tip. Watching her walk out, he then took a deep long sip and let out a relaxed sigh.
"So, anything else you want to tell us about?"
"Let's see… we have a bigger budget. We ordered Owen's marshmallows. And we might increase as to how many competitors will be in this season. Don't know yet, it's something us hosts have yet to do discuss. Oh, and due to a bigger budget, we got some amazing things going on for the teens."
Rubbing his hands together, a few images of places popped up. One of a room service, another a glamorous house, and a hotel with a bunch of stars around it.
"Blaineley, Chef and I, along with the staff and producers, we are staying at a couple of high-end penthouses, while the teens are staying at a four-star hotel. Two teens per a room, boys will be staying on one floor and girls on the other. Three meals a day, and if they are hungry during the night, they can order room service cause with our budget they can do it… and that's about it."
"One last question, isn't this a bit similar to Total Drama Action?"
Yawning a small bit, a meatball hit the cameraman and Chris saw him going flying out into the hallway. He could hear Chef snickering as he stepped out of the bathroom, and the two soon broke out laughing.
"Think all that stuff is going to happen, Chris?"
"It's all in the contracts Chef, all in the contracts. Don't do it, we get our budget cut and possibly sued."
Out in the hallway, there was the snap of a camera going off and the sound of someone running down the hall. The cameraman barely got a glimpse of a shadow quickly disappearing unable to tell if it's a boy or a girl that just took his photo.
"This could be trouble….," pressing his earpiece he called for Sophie, "Sophie it's Daniel. Tell the producers, we have someone watching us from the shadows. Thanks."