Total Drama ISLE

by Sendokai.Zak

In another reality, that particular inter would have kept his mouth closed, Total Drama Island would have aired with the original cast of twenty-two campers, and he would have went on with his career forever pondering on what could have changed, whether for better or worst, had he decided to speak up that night. This was not that reality.

2. Episode 1: Not so Happy Campers I

Disclaimer: See Prologue.

Let us begin.

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Episode 1 - Not so Happy Campers, Part 1

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The very first image viewed by the lends of the camera was a picturesque body of water, with rolling, pine-covered hills and scattered clouds in the background. There were cliffs on the shore of several hills. In the foreground was a wooden dock, in which was standing a man that popped onto the camera from below.

He was a handsome man in his late twenties, with well-styled black hair and dressed in a casual style suitable for the outdoors, but that were of the highest quality nonetheless, for he, if nothing else, cared an awful lot about his appearance on the way he presented himself to the public, in and out of camera.

"Yo!" The man greeted "We´re comin´ at you live from Camp Wawanakwa, somewhere in Muskoka, Ontario!" He spoke with great enthusiasm and a good level of diction "I´m your host, Chris McLean, dropping season one of the hottest new reality show on television, right now!"

"Here´s the deal: Twenty-six campers have signed up to spend twelve weeks right here in this crummy old summer camp" Chris McLean was walking down the dock as he was continuing his explanation of the show. "They´ll compete in challenges against each other, then have to face the judgement of their fellow campers. 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'," Chris chuckled for a second "and Leave 'Total Drama Island' for good."

The new scene was of a clearing surrounding by large rocks, in the center was a fire pit, with a group of thirteen stumps to serve as seating located towards the rocks. "Their fate will be decided here, at the dramatic Campfire Ceremonies, where after each challenge, all but one camper will receive... a marshmallow" He then ate one of the white treats "In the end, only one will be left standing, and will be rewarded with cheese tabloid fame" he then produced a number of magazines with his face on their covers. Soon after, he then showed to the camera a treasure chest full of gold and other valuables. "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."

"Every moment will be caught on one of the hundreds of cameras situated all over the camp" Chris explained as the camera was now focused on his flashy smile as he was standing back in the dock "Who will crumble under the pressure? Find out here, right now, on Total! Drama! Island!"

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Dear mom and dad, I'm doing fine
You guys are on my mind
You asked me what I wanted to be
And now I think the answer is plain to see

I wanna be famous

I wanna live close to the sun
Well, pack your bags cause I've already won.
Everything to prove nothing in my way
I'll get there one day

Cause I wanna be famous

(Nanana'nanaana nana nana)

I wanna be, I wanna be; I wanna be famous (Nanana'nanaana nana nana)
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous (Nanana'nanaana nana nana)

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"Welcome back to 'Total Drama Island'!" Chris said as the camera faced back to him standing on the dock. "Alright, it´s time to meet our first thirteen campers. We told them they´d all be staying at this five-stars resort, so, if they seem a little TO´d, that´s probably why."

As soon as he finished his sentence, the first boat has already arrived at the dock, leaving the very first camper to compete in the show. It was a tall boy of big frame, his body resembling a square figure. He was dressed in a white dress shirt bottomed all the way up with a light gray tie all under a sweater vest most people wouldn´t be able to tell whether it was a very dark gray or black, a pair of gray pants and black sneakers. He had a fair complexion, his dark and small eyes were hiding behind a pair of glasses as square as his facial structure, reinforced by his neatly combed hair, with not a single jet-black stray out of its place. Taking his single big luggage case, with calculated, if rigid steps, he went to greet the Host of the show.

"Here is Isaac!" Chris introduced the newcomer.

"Greetings, Mister McLean. It is an honor to meet you" His voice, of a naturally deep tone, sounded soft and even "I want to thank you for accepting me in the show. I certainly plan on making the most of this opportunity" His words were not tripped with excitement or joy, nor was there any indication that he was being sarcastic or insincere. He spoke those words and that was it, so all Chris could do was take them at face value, and even then, there was no way for him to know how honest the newcomer´s sentence was, for never has Chris ever heard a teenager express themselves the way Isaac just did.

"Okay...?" Was all Chris could say. "And you can call me Chris, everyone else will do it" Isaac nodded his head and went on his way to the other side if the dock, and it was then when Chris noticed that Isaac´s arms were not moving an itch as he was walking in just a much of a robotic fashion as his talking.

The next camper arriving was a slightly short, slightly pudgy white girl with her brown hair tied up in an awkwardly placed pony tail. Between her big framed glassed and braces and her general lack of conventional beauty and her being even more lacking in the fashion sense, wearing two pieces of shirts of different tones of green and pink pants, she did not irradiate an ounce of "coolness" out of her. At the very least, she did have the excitement part checked, if the big smile on her face was any indication.

"Beth! What´s up!" Chris greeted.

Beth left her luggage where she was standing before spinning straight to the Host with her arms outstretched "It´s so incredulous to meet you!" she lisped as she was hugging the host, and in a beat, she let go, eyeing the man curiously, not noticing him brushing off his shirt. "Wow, you´re much shorter in real life" she said without any hint of tact.

"Uh... thanks?" Chris mussed. It was the second camper in a row that he didn´t know how to response to, suffice to say things weren´t looking particularly good. Fortunately for him, he wouldn´t have to deal much more with her, as she went to her marry way to greet the previous camper.

"Hi! I´m Beth!" she greeted a little bit too loudly, but Isaac wasn´t bothered by it. At the very least, he didn´t seem bothered, given that his facial expression wasn´t very... well, expressive.

"Greeting, my name is Isaac. It is nice to meet you, Beth."

The farm nerd raised an eyebrow "What´s wrong with your voice?" she kept on with her tactless remarks.

"What is wrong with my voice?" Isaac expression changed from neutral blankness to a questioning frown, but there was no distinctive change in his speech.

"Your voice sounds kind of robotic, like those prerecorded messages people hear when waiting on the phone" She tried to explain herself as best as she could, not really paying any mind about whether what she was saying was coming off in a bad way or not "You know what I mean?"

"I´m sorry. I do not know what you are talking about."

Chris looked at the two nerds interacting and... they both certainly left much to be desired, if his skeptical look was anything to go by. Two awkward teens having an awkward conversation that didn´t seem to lead them anywhere wasn´t something specially fitted for the type of show he was aiming for, nor what the public would be expecting from it. It would be one thing if that interaction would have serve to establishes a hint of what would be of those two, whether friendship, a romance waiting to happen or, his personal favorite; as unlikely as it seemed given the subjects, a conflict between the two, but the fact that Isaac has effectively ended the conversation with such a lackluster response pretty much didn´t make it worthwhile to give any of them more screen-time than needed, at least, for the time being. Well, he finally thought, it just would be something that will have to be edited out in production. It would be better for everyone that way, everyone meaning the common denominator viewer of the show, as well as Isaac and Beth, as it would save them from making a bad first impression (or worst, a boring one). At least more than they already have, anyway.

As he was pondering about all of this, the next camper was arriving at the island.

All the campers that were to compete in the show were sixteen years old, fresh out of their sophomore year in high school. This camper, however, didn´t look the part. Indistinguishable from a fully-grown man, the newcomer was a young black male with an unusually thick beard for a boy his age, taller than Isaac by a couple of itches, and with just as much of a big frame as the former, only his body had more defined muscles. His attire was simple enough, with a white skullcap, a green t-shirt with a ´D´ in the chest, a pair of gray cargo short and a pair of sandals. The most noticeable aspect of this young man, though, was his polite, friendly and shy smile, heavily contrasting with his otherwise intimidating appearance.

"DJ!" Chris announced.

"Yo! Chris McLean! how it´s going?" Devon Joseph, or DJ as he would rather be called, greeted the host, both engaging in a high five. Quickly noticing the surroundings, DJ could not help but ask "Hey, you sure you got the right place here? Where´s the hot tub at?"

"Yo dawg, this is it, Camp Wawanakwa!" Chris´s plastic smile never left his face.

All DJ could do was keep on walking with his back to the other side of the dock "Looked a lot different in the application form" he murmured with a certain disappointment.

"Hi, I´m Beth" the nerdette said in a softer tone this time, but her smile still was as big as always.

"Hey, what´s up?" DJ, still a little sour about this new turn of events, tried to offer the small girl a polite smile in return "Nice to meet you, guys" he addressed Isaac as well.

"Likewise, my name is Isaac" the monochromatic nerd responded.

Whatever their introduction to one another was going to be, was mostly ignored by Chris and the cameraman "Hey Gwen" The Host said.

The next boat didn´t waste time in leaving the next camper. Her appearance as pale as the full moon was heavily contrasting with her presence as dark as the midnight sky. Her short hair was dyed pitch-black, with highlights of teal color. Her outfit consisted of a dark sleeveless corset top, a short skirt with a patchwork look of forest green hose and black, knee level platform boots. For an otherwise pretty girl, she didn´t seem much like it considering her very first appearance on camera was of her wearing a frown as she looked at her surroundings.

"You mean we´re staying here?" She asked incredulously, as she made her way to the dock.

"No, you´re staying here" Chris explained "My crib is an air stream with A/C, that way" He thumbed over his shoulder in an unspecified direction.

Gwen didn´t seem very pleased with the Host´s attitude or his fake smile "I did not sign up for this" she growled.

"Actually, you did" Chris smirked, proudly presenting the thick contract to the goth´s face.

Gwen took the contract off his hand, and quickly teared every single sheet apart before throwing it all to the ocean, smiling at the host with a smug grin of her own.

Chris, however, did not seem faced one bit "The cool thing about lawyers is" He displayed yet another thick contract seemingly out of thin air "They make lots of copies."

"I am not staying here" Gwen said with finality, taking all her bags and facing the side of the dock she came from.

"Cool. I hope you can swim, though, because your ride just left."

True enough, as soon as Gwen turned to get on the boat, it was already covering a good distance from the island. Resigned, all she could do was mutter an angry "Jerk." She then went to the rest of the campers, but given her current sour humor, she decided it was best to ignore them.

Loud, vivid music was heard from the distant, only growing in volume and clarity as the next boat was approaching, the next competitor was dancing at the top of the boat at the rhythm of the party song. His cowboy hat was covering his blond hair, an item he would also use on his sleeps to cover his blue eyes. His pink shirt was totally open, revealing his rather impressive six pack. He was wearing a pair of blue beach shorts and a pair of sandals. As soon as the boat reached the dock, the teen made his way out of the transport with some flashy flips and handstands, landing perfectly in the wooden floor, and as a final touch, his luggage case was thrown out of the yacht as well, landing perfectly next to its owner, who sent a thumbs-up to the off-screen person.

"Chris McLean!" The newcomer said as soon as he made his way to the host "What´s up, man! It´s an honor to meet you, man!"

"The Geoff-ster!" Chris exclaimed "Welcome to the island, man!"

"Thanks, man!"

"They say ´man´ one more time, I´m gonna puke" Gwen mused to no one in particular.

"I did not know hearing certain words could trigger such a physical reaction on a person" Isaac said, his voice even but with his eyebrows raised, clearing taking the goth´s words at heart. Gwen, and both Beth and DJ for the matter, looked at him with a raised eyebrow each.

"I was talking figuratively" The Goth explained slowly, looking oddly at the nerd.

Isaac blinked. His expression was as blank once more, as if processing the new information he was given, and once he was done, realization dawned on his face, in the form of his eyebrows raising ever so slightly "Oh" was all he said.

Chris and Geoff high-fived each other, and the sound of the next transport could be heard.

"Everybody, this is Lindsay" Chris announced.

Lindsay was a sight to behold, as she will turn out to be the most beautiful girl to grace the show. Her straight blonde hair looked like it was made of gold, hanging freely to her lower back with a blue bandanna holding it in place, a bandanna that went well with her sky-blue eyes. Her face was beautiful, and her skin was fair and flawless. Her attire was composed with warm color, from stylized cowboy boots to a short skirt and a red tube top under a brown bra top, both of which seemed ready to tear apart as the fabric was tasked to hold in place her exuberant chest. ´Well endowed´ did not begin to describe her physical form.

The camera man seemed to think so as well, for he spent a generous amount of time shooting her form in full display for the camera from toes to head, where she was smiling a sweet smile "Not too shabby?" Chris said not one bit subtly.

"Hi" when Lindsay finally spoke, a soft, melodic voice came out of her fine lips "Okay, you look so familiar."

"I´m Chris McLean?" Chris offered, still smiling, at least until he saw the confused frown in the blonde bombshell´s face "The host of the show?" he insisted.

Lindsay´s frown deepened, until a bell finally ringed in her head "Oh... that´s where I know you from" She said, her smile returning on her face.

"Ah..." it was in that moment when Chris realized Lindsay´s looks were not a gift, but a compensation for her lacking in the brain department "Yeah..."

The next camper was a girl gorgeous in her own right, even if not as pretty as Lindsay. She appeared to be of mixed blood, half white and half Asian, giving her a pale, pretty skin tone, contrasting with her long, straight, beautiful jet-black hair. She was a girl who liked to showcase her body, if her choice of clothing was any indication, with a wine top, barely legal short and high platforms. Getting off the boat, she was wearing a pair of sunglasses, which reflected the image of the competitors before her, put off by the intimidating vibe she was irradiating, intentionally or otherwise. Putting off her sunglasses, like all others before her, she looked at the place she was tricked into staying for the rest of the competition. The frown in her face was all you needed to know she was certainly not happy.

"Heather!"

Heather didn´t even spare a glance to the host, and certainly didn´t plan on sparing one to the rest of her camp-mates, until one of them decided to talk her, or rather at her.

"Hi!" Beth all but yelled, to excited to notice all the split she was unintentionally letting go out of her mouth "Looks like we´re your new friends for the next twelve weeks!" neither did she notice how Heather was physically recoiling by her, whether by all the saliva or by the ideal of being ´friends´ with her.

Loud music was once again heard from the distance, loud, rock punk music. The next camper a boy with his face practically covered in metal, with piercings in his eyebrow, nose and ears. His most distinguishable feature was his green fauxhawk, standing up from the rest of his dark hair. He was wearing a black shirt with a skull design over a long-sleeve light yellow undershirt, blue pants and a pair of red converses. One could tell he wasn´t of the smiling type, for he had an even deeper frown than Gwen and Heather combined when they arrived, and that was even before he could clearly look at the camp that would tell him he, and everyone else, got played.

"Duncan, dude!" Chris greeted.

"I don´t like..." He raised a threatening fist "surprises."

Chris didn´t seem to be faced "Yeah, your parole officer warmed me about that, man" he crossed his arms, looking at Duncan like a person who already won the argument "He also told me to give him a holler anytime and have you returned to juvie"

Duncan breathed in soundly, he might have lost that little engagement, but he refused to look defeated "Ok then" He then went on his marry way to the dock, where all the other campers were, one of then specially catching his eye "Meet you by the campfire, gorgeous" he leered at Heather.

"Drop dead, you skeez" She shot back with her arms crossed. She decided to walk to far end of the dock, away from everybody "I´m calling my parents. You cannot make me stay here" she flatly ignored Beth waving her hand at her.

Looking at the camera, Chris grinned and once again showing the infamous contract, implicitly stating that yes, he can make her stay here.

The honk of the upcoming boat announced the upcoming camper, a young caucasian man of muscular build full energy and excitement was holding the cord that connected him to the notoriously faster yacht. He was wearing a fully red track suit, complemented with wristbands and a headband on his brown hair of the same color, contrasting heavily with the crystal-clear blue ocean he was water skiing on.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Tyler!"

Tyler took one of his hands off the handler to wave at his public. Whatever first good impression he could have of made, however, wasn´t going to be, as both of the skies on his feet were gone and he involuntarily let go of the handler altogether. Before Tyler could realize what was happening, the momentum was dragging him through the water, spinning over the surface of the ocean till he hit the dodge. Upon collision, Tyler was sent flying a good distance upwards till he landed on the piles of luggage cases and bags.

The witnesses winced at the poor jock, for that was an epic fail as epic as it could possibly get. They then saw in awe one of the bags up in the air, which soon dived into the water, creating a splash great enough to soak wet the nearest unfortunate camper.

"Ugh! My shoes!" Heather complained.

"Wicked wipe-out, man!" Chris cheered.

Out of the piles of bags on top of him, Tyler gave a thumbs-up, making both DJ and Geoff raise a thumb-up of their up, it was all the reassurance they needed to know that Tyler was fine. Isaac, however, wasn´t very convinced.

Rushing to the piles of luggage, he moved away all of the bags like they didn´t weight a thing, because they didn´t, not to him. He took a hold of Tyler "Are you unwell? How hurt are you?" His voice was still even, but his eyebrows frowned into a subtle expression of concern, but genuine concern nonetheless.

"Psssh... Of course, I´m fine!" Tyler tried and failed to wave the bigger guy off "That was just one of my many impressive feats!"

"It is possible he might be suffering of a contusion" Isaac´s tone of voice changed ever so slightly into one of worriment. He looked back at his camp-mates "He is being delusional."

Isaac unknowingly gave Tyler a blow that hurt more than the physical punishment he just went through, and his well-intended but misguided kindness didn´t help to cushion it one bit. All the other campers had the decency to hold their laughter into small giggles, except for Lindsay, who looked confused, and Duncan, who flat out snorted. Chris was also snickering, between Tyler introduction and Heather dripping wet from head to toe, he really was having a fun time with these teens, and the competition hasn´t even started yet. He stopped his snickering when he heard a heavy, long sigh from behind him.

He turned to see the next teen, immediately recognizing him "Welcome to camp, Harold."

Harold was a tall, lanky boy that had a underdeveloped beard on his chin, which, alongside his hair, was autumn red, his pale face had freckles all over it. He was wearing a pair of glasses that reflected a greenish light, aside from that, he was dressed unremarkable, with a blue shirt with a hamburger logo on it over a red undershirt, a pair of green pants and a pair of sneakers. The most notorious aspect on his person was the electronic keyboard he was carrying. Harold didn´t react to Chris´s introduction, and instead looked around the place with more critical eye than those before him.

"What´s he looking at?" Beth asked DJ, who was just as lost as her.

Finally, Harold spoke "So you mean this show is at a crappy summer camp and not on some big stage or something?"

"You got it!" Chris pointed a pistol finger at the newcomer.

"Yes!" Harold cheered, taking Chris a little off guard "That´s so much favorable to my skills" He said as he was making his way to the dock, completely missing Chris grimacing at him. Soon enough, the next boat left the next camper.

"Contestant number eleven is Trent."

Trent was a rather attractive young man, with a messy yet stylized black hair and a handsome fair toned face, all complemented with his green eyes. His clothing style was the perfect balance between stylish and practical, with a shirt with the slightest shade of green with a hand design on it, over a undershirt with camo patterns, a pair of black pants and outdoors green shoes. He was one of the few campers who didn´t bring any luggage case, instead, he was carrying a rather big backpack designed for camping, and a guitar case, inside of which was Trent´s most valuable possession.

He made his way to greet the host of the show "Hey, good to meet you, man!" He said laid-back and chill, a friendly smile on his face "Saw you on that figure skating show. Nice work."

Chris and Trent fist-bumped "Hey thanks man. I knew I rocked that show!"

"I saw that!" Beth revealed "One the guys dropped his partner on her head. Though they got immunity that week."

"Lucky!" Harold said, though his tone of voice didn´t show the enthusiasm he was feeling "I hope I get dropped on my head."

"Me too!" Lindsay added.

It was then when Trent looked around the place "So... this is it?" He asked hesitantly, hoping the answer wasn´t what he thought it was going to be. He looked over the other campers, one of them was dripping wet for some reason and another one was picking on his nose for some reason. This really wasn´t what he was expecting "Alrighty then..." it´s not like he could just leave.

Walking to the rest of his camp mates, he noticed another one standing out from the rest, in a positive way this time around. He smiled at Gwen, and although she was ready to brush him off at first, she couldn´t help but smile back at him, being the first time she genuinely smiled since she got in the island.

The next yacht was carrying a girl whose beauty one could describe as simple, casual, natural. She had long blonde hair tied up in a practical pony tail, her most attractive trait, however, were her green eyes. She was wearing simple, practical sporty clothes made entirely of blue tones, with a baby blue sweater with hood, a pair of blue shorts and a pair of sandals. What stood out the most was her surfing board painted in orange and intense red, contrasting with the cool colors of her clothes. It would be no understatement to say that the girl might as well have lived her entire life in the beach.

"Hey, what´s up?" She said once she got off the boat with her board and with her bag that she left on the wooden floor for the moment.

"Alright, our Surfer Chick, Bridgette, is here!" Chris presented.

"Nice board" Duncan said sarcastically "This ain´t Malibu, honey."

"I thought we were going to be on a beach" Bridgette explained.

"We are!" Chris confirmed. To further drive his point home, the camera showed a shot of the beach of the island, particularly on sea gull with its neck trapped on a six pack soda can cord.

Bridgette sighed "Great" she said, not really meaning it. She bent over to take her bag back, but she didn´t realize that in doing so, her board inclined forward.

"Alright, only one more camper and we-!" Chris was cut out mid-sentence when his head was hit with the board, Bridgette was blissfully unaware of what she just did. "Aouch! Darn it! That hurts!"

"Hey guys" She greeted her new camp-mates.

"Heeey" Geoff was the first one to say "I´m Geoff."

"What´s up?" She turned to greet him, spinning her board around as she did so, inadvertently almost hitting Duncan, Harold and Trent.

"Dang! Watch the board, man!" Harold complained, but was mostly ignored.

"Hi, I´m Beth!" She said from behind the surfer girl, making her turn over once again.

"Hey" Bridgette didn´t even seem to notice that Trent, Harold and Duncan were there, as she almost hit them once again.

"Okay, we all met surfer girl" Heather said, mostly dry now, squeezing some of the water out of her hair "Can we get on with the show, please?"

"Someone missed their double cappuccino machiatto this morning" Duncan joked, earning a nod from Harold.

"Get bent" Heather shot back, the sound of the next boat already leaving the island could be heard in the background.

The last camper of the first half was yet another blonde, but it was one with a completely different vibe than those of Lindsay or Bridgette. Like a porcelain doll came to life, she was a dainty looking girl with pale skin, big round light brown eyes, a small nose and fine lips. Her ash blonde hair, mostly straight but with the slightest touches of curves and waves here and there, hanged freely down to her lower back with only a small light brown headband to hold it in its place. She was wearing a dress shirt with the lightest shade of beige, with a golden neck bow, she also had a high box plated skirt that reached just above her knees, colored with a dark yet warm brown tone, white socks below her knees and a pair of light brown moccasins. She looked like a sepia image lost in time.

"Everybody, let me introduce you, Suzanne!" Chris announced, already recovered from the hit.

Moving with the grace and confidence of a cat, Suzanne made her way to the ever growing crowd, wearing a smile that while friendly, it did hide multiple vibes, namely potency, determination and the smallest touch of mischief "Why hello there, Mister McLean. It´s a honor to meet you in real life" She said sincerely enough, reaching out a hand for him to shake, which he did "I´m looking forward on spending the next twelve weeks with you and the rest of the competitors."

"Good to hear" Chris said "You can call me Chris, though, everyone else will be doing it."

Suzanne nodded, and went on walking through the dock, her arms crossed behind her back, glancing at the camp that certainly didn´t look at all like what she was expecting, but decided to not make a comment about it, things will be explained soon enough, she figured. Once she was before the rest of the campers she greeted them with a polite smile "Hello everybody, it is nice to meet you all."

Duncan really wasn´t impressed, with a mock English accent, he said "Oh no, dear. The pleasure is total—."

"Hopefully, it will be just as nice to get to know you better" She interrupted Duncan as she was walking past him, not even sparing him a glance.

"Hi, I´m Beth!" She greeted once again.

"Suzanne, happy to be acquaintance with you" She shook the farmer´s hand "Same goes for you there" Suzanne offered her hand to DJ.

"The feeling is mutual, name´s DJ" the Gentle Giant replied, reciprocating the blonde´s gesture.

Gwen rolled her eyes and scoffed a little. She, much like Duncan, wasn´t very amused.

"I´m sorry, I didn´t quite catch that. Do you have something to say?" Suzanne asked, looking directly at the Goth, her smile now had a subtle yet sharp edge.

Being a little taken aback, Gwen only looked away. "No."

"That's what I thought" Suzanne replied. It was now her turn to look away from the other girl, openly ignoring Gwen´s glare.

"Alright, that makes our first half of the cast and things are already looking good" Chris added, not having missed the little engagement between Suzanne and Gwen "Hopefully they will only get better once we introduced the rest of the contestants" He pointed at the end of the dock, were a new boat was coming "Starting with Lillian!"

Starting the second half of the cast, came a girl that looked every bit like a shirking violet, both in color schemes and in personality, if the timid, almost sad expression on her face and her withdraw posture was anything to go by. Her brown hair was easily the longest among the female cast, reaching down to her mid thighs. Some of it covered some of the right half of her naturally tan face, her right eye almost disappearing under it, a shame really, for she had pretty orbs of light brown tone. Her attire consisted of a lilac shirt with floral design over a long sleeved, long bodied lavender undershirt, a pair of blue legging pants and black shoes.

When she got off the boat, her shy demeanor didn't seem to get any better. In fact, it seemed to have worsened, as she was now playing with the sleeves of her undershirt, as she could somehow draw strength from the fabric to introduce herself to the crowd, but all she could manage was a small, almost inaudible "Hi..." she weakly weaved her hand.

"Hello there, Lilly" Chris smiled his plastic smile, not noticing, or caring, about Lilly´s lack of enthusiasm "Why don´t you go over there and say ´hi´ to the rest of the competitors?"

Lilly shrank on her shoulders a little, but ultimate nodded, walking up to the campers with slow pace, and once she was before them she said "...you."

"I´m sorry, what?" DJ asked gently "I didn´t hear you very well. Mind repeating?"

"...ce to meet you."

"A little louder, please?" DJ was very patience with the new girl, giving that he was one of the few that didn´t give her a weird look or with one of their eyebrows raised at her.

"IT IS SO NICE TO MEET YOU ALL!" She yelled. That took all the campers by surprise, but none were more surprised than Lillian herself, who, as soon as she spoke those words, she covered her mouth, her eyes wide in embarrassment and panic. Before anyone could say anything, she ran past all of them to the far end of the dock, the muffled sound of her "I ruined it, I ruined it, I ruined it" could be faintly heard.

"Ah..." DJ wanted to say something, but quickly decided against it. The next boat already left the next participant.

He was of indian descent, that much could be seen in his skin tone and facial structure common in the race. He had a rather large forehead, one that hide an equally large brain, a brain which all of its intelligent, creativity and intuition had failed him in the fashion department. A red sweater vest over a green shirt over a white undershirt with its sleeves rolled up to his mid forearms, with cargo pants that didn´t match one bit with the upper part of his attire and a pair of outdoor shoes. Besides his clothes, he was also wearing a boring expression on his face when he was walking down the dock with only a suitcase on his person.

"Our next camper is Noah!"

"You got my memo about my life-threatening allergies?" Noah said, not acknowledging the host introduction.

"Sure someone did!"

"Good" Noah kept on walking, leaving the host behind "Is this where we´re staying?" He asked, not really expecting an response to the question he already knew the answer to.

Duncan decided to give him one anyway "No" Duncan put his fist on his other palm, cracking his knuckles "Is your mother´s house, and we are throwing a party."

"Cute" Noah didn´t seem faced by the Delinquent´s threats "Nice piercings, original. Do them yourself?"

Duncan grabbed Noah´s lip, a needle on his other hand "Yeah, you want one?"

Noah groaned a little "Ah, no thanks" his words came out a little weird with his lip stretched out like that "Can I have my lip back, please?" Duncan let go "Thanks" Noah said, sounding boring once again.

"What´s up, y´all, LeShawna is in the house!"

The next boat was still far away from the dock, but the voice of the newcomer could be heard clearly as she was weaving her hand to the campers and the host. She was a young black woman with her black hair tied up in a pony tail, dressed in a simple fashion, with blue jeans and a t-shirt with kumquats in its design, her most noticeable accessory being her rings. She, much like Lindsay, was the epitome of hourglass figure, only with a few extra sizes, though she was not truly fat. Her introduction was one of the most standoffish, leaving the campers with a variety of expression and first impressions —most noticeable Harold´s— as well as being the only one were the host didn´t say anything at all.

The voice of the incoming Homegirl was enough to make Lillian snap out of her self restrained form and looked at her back, searching for the source of the confidence, the self assurance, the pride and everything else she herself lacked.

"Yo, baby. Hey How you doing, how´s it going?" LeShawna high-fived the host as she passed him by, carrying her leopard themed rolling luggage case. Then, addressing directly the other contestants, she said "Feel free to quit now and save yourselves the trouble ´cause I came to win" She said half teasing half meaning it "Oh what´s up my brother" She said directly to DJ, both of the engaging on a quick high-five "Give me some sugar, baby."

She seemed like a nice enough person, Lillian thought as she went to try another chance in introducing herself. Hopefully she will be well received, assuming, of course, she doesn´t ruin the opportunity herself, again.

But Harold beat her to the punch, approaching LeShawna first, eyeing her curiously. Both DJ and LeShawna raised an eyebrow at him "I´ve never seen a girl like you in real life before" he revealed.

LeShawna turned to fully face him "Excuse me?" she didn´t sound so pleased.

"You´re real big, and loud" Harold explained, without any hint of tact.

"What did you say to me?!" Now she was absolutely not pleased, Lillian alongside some of the other camper took a step back, surprised by the sudden change of demeanor of the new girl "Oh no, you didn´t! You have not seen anything yet!" She exclaimed as she threateningly approached the redhead, rolling up one of her already short sleeves. "I´ll show you big, baby!" out of reflex, Harold took position in what seemed to be the takas of an unspecified martial art, he didn´t have the need to use them, though, for both DJ and Bridgette were quick on their feet, managing to take a hold of LeShawna and restraining her just when she was about to launch onto Harold. They stop her from moving, but not from talking "Oh, yeah?! You want some of this?! Well, come on then!"

"Alright campers, settle down!" Chris called. All the other campers visibly relaxed at the Host intervention, any attempt on LeShawna part to start a physical confrontation were now leave aside as she was fixing up her shirt, put out of place due to DJ and Bridgette´s restrain, though she hasn´t calm down completely yet, for she sent one last warning glare at Harold, who smiled innocently at her.

None of them seemed to notice the present of the Wallflower. What else was knew to her?

The next boat leave not one but two new campers, a pair of nonidentical twins as nonidentical as nonidentical two can be. One of them was a skinny girl, with naturally dark tan skin tone and was the taller of the two. The other one was a fat girl, with fair skin tone and the shorter of the two. They both had black hair, tied up into two pigtails. Besides matching hairstyles, they also had the same fashion taste, both wearing black and white prison striped tops and pink shorts, and finally the same pink shoes. Even their manger bags matched.

"Ladies, Sadie, Katie. Welcome to your new home for twelve weeks."

They both looked at their surroundings, looking at the camp that stunk so bad flies could be heard all over the place from afar. But instead of the frown that Chris hoped would wipe out those silly smiles out of the newcomers´ faces by revealing them the true about the accommodations, he got the exact opposite.

"Oh my gosh. Sadie look!" Katie, the tall, skinny and dark one said "It´s a summer camp!"

"Okay, I always wanted to go to summer camp!" Sadie, the short, fat and fair one replied.

"Eeee!" They both clapped their hands and when to their marry way to the rest of the campers. Chris watched them go, not really knowing what to make of them, fortunately for him, he didn't need to, for the next participant arrived to the island almost right away.

"Ezekiel! What´s up, man?"

Ezekiel was a rather peculiar teen, even among the ones that were about to compete in the show. He had a pale skin, much like Gwen´s, result of it rarely being touch by sunbeams, the fact that he was one of the most heavily clothed people, didn´t help matters, with his artichoke green winter coat (despite it being the beginning of summer) his heavy-set pants and his boots. His hair with an odd shade of brown (possibly because it didn´t spend much time under the sun either) was under a winter hat.

Ezekiel looked up "I think I see a bird."

Trent snorted, next to him at each side Gwen and Geoff looked at the newcomer with baffled expression.

Isaac looked up as well "It appears to be a bald eagle" He adjusted his glassed so the reflection of the sun wouldn´t mess with his view "A large bird of prey of the Accipitridae family, belonging to several groups of genera" nodding his head, Isaac´s lips curved into a small smile "Beautiful specimen."

"Okay" Chris readied himself, putting a hand of Ezekiel´s shoulder as he began to speak to the latest contestant, in a extremely rare moment from the Host´s part to actually try and help somebody else other than himself "Look, dude, I know you don´t get out much; been home-schooled your whole life, raised by freaky prairie people, just don´t say much and try not to get kicked off too early, okay?" he pushed him to the rest of the campers.

"Yes sir" Was all Ezekiel said.

"That´s just..." Gwen couldn´t find the words to describe what she just saw "Wow..."

The next participant was a young boy that seemed yet to go through puberty, with his relatively short stature, underdeveloped muscles and a childlike face, reinforced by the tooth gap in his upper teeth. He didn´t stand out much on his own, with his brown hair, fair skin and blue eyes, and his clothing style was even less remarkable, with his shirt over a long-sleeved undershirt with its sleeves rolled up a little bit and his jeans. Despite his plainness, his boyish smile gave him a cute charm. If nothing else, he was confidant, or at the very least, seemed to be, once he walked to the host.

"Cody. The Code-ster! The Code-Meister!" Chris and Cody were finger-pistoling each other as the Host was presenting the newcomer to the campers and to the rest of the world through the cameras. They high-fived.

"Dude, psyched to be here, man" He began to walk down the dock in an exaggerated fashion to show off the manliness and the coolness everyone but him knew he didn´t have "I see the ladies have already arrived" He then sent LeShawna, Lindsay and Bridgette; the closets group of girls to him, a quick finger-pistol "Alright." he said in a tone that also tried and fail to convent the cool and manly aura he was trying to project.

Bridgette looked at him baffled, not knowing what to do or say in respond to Cody´s act. Lindsay giggled a little, finding Cody´s attempt to flirt with them cute, but not charming in any way. LeShawna was the only one who didn´t react, seemingly barely even noticing Cody was there. He decided to fix that, addressing her directly when whatever he was about to say was interrupted by one of LeShawna´s finger on his lips "Save it, short stuff" was all she said before she looked away, clearly uninterested.

The next camper let her presence be known for everyone on the dock as soon as her heavy foot stepped on it, making the immediate area trembling not so slightly. She wasn´t the type to waste her time in fashion, for she had her black hair tied up in a practical pony-tail and her entire attire consisted in a navy blue two pieced sport suit, white socks and sporty shoes of the same blue. She could have been a pretty girl, certainly having the attributes and the hourglass figure to pull it off, even having a beauty mark in just the right place of her face, but it was lost in the amount of muscle she has developed, something she certainly felt much more proud of, although most people wouldn´t be able to tell with her blank and still somehow angry expression that didn´t allow for anyone to read it.

"Eva, nice. Glad you could make it" The host greeted, but was mostly ignored, Eva passing him by without so much of a sign of acknowledgement.

She kept on walking till she was in the middle of the crowd, most of them looking warily at her, trying to keep a distance, save for Cody, who friendly offer her a high-five, which she plainly ignored, dropping her rather heavy looking bag onto the dock, and, unknowingly, onto Cody´s feet.

The people around flinched in sympathy for the small guy, who was holding his left foot in pain "Augh!" he moaned "Whoa, what´s in there? Dumbbells?"

Eva looked at him with a raised eyebrow —or rather, with half of her eyebrow raised, for she had a monobrow— before answering him with a flat expression "Yes."

"She is all yours, man" Duncan whispered to DJ, who didn´t seen one bit convinced.

"Woohoo!" a potent voice took the host by surprise, hurting his ear just s little bit.

"Chris! What´s happening?!" when Chris turned to see the source of the yell, he found a mountain of a man. The next competitor was easily one of the biggest teens in the camp, for not only he was tall, he also had a big round frame due to the sheer amount of fat he kept in his body, although id didn´t seem to slow him down in his excitement display. A white t-shirt of unmeasurable size was covering his body, a green maple leaf was at the center of the bast whiteness, complemented by green short (Short for someone his size, that´s it, for they would probably qualify as full pants for any other person) His hair seemed to be made of sunbeams, given that his blond wild hair seemed to grow in all directions. His mighty laugh sounded throughout all the dock once again "This is awesome! Woohoo!" He thrown a punch up the air.

"Owen!" Chris pointed at the newcomer "Welcome!" he raised his voice in an attempt to match Owen´s volume and energy. He then was easily pick up by Owen, who affectionately crushed him in one of his soon to be infamous bear hugs.

"Awesome to be here, man!" Owen didn´t notice the Host´s clear disconform at hearing Owen´s voice up so closely, and the painful affection he was giving him "Yeah! Man, this is just... so..." Owen was suddenly lost of words.

"Awesome?" Gwen offered, a small smile on her face.

"Yes, awesome, woo!" Owen smiled once again "Ar you gonna be on my team?!"

"Oh... I sure hope so" She rolled her eyes, wiggling a finger in the air, nowhere near as excited as Owen.

"Woooooo!" Owen cheered nonetheless.

"You about finish?" Chris was losing his patience.

Owen finally placed him down the dock "Sorry, dude. I´m just so psyched!"

"Cool" Chris smiled once again "And here comes, Courtney!"

The next boat just arrived to the dock, carrying the next camper. Courtney was a girl whose skin coloration was the result of both her natural tan and spending a great deal of time outside for her activities. She was a pretty girl, although not a very fashionable one, her brunet hair was cut down just above her shoulder for practical reasons. She was wearing a gray sweater over a white dress shirt with its sleeves rolled up to her elbows, green legging pants and high platforms to make up for the fact that she was most likely going to be on the shorter side of the female cast and one of the shortest teens in the competition. She was wearing a friendly smile, waving at the host and the rest of the cast as she was getting closer to the dock.

When the boat finally stopped, Chris took her hand, helping her get off the boat "Thank you" Courtney politely replied, She then when on her way to the dock to the other campers "Hi, you must be the other contestants" She greeted them friendly enough "It´s so nice to meet you all."

Suzanne eyed Courtney for briefest of seconds "The pleasure is all ours" she said, an unreadable smile crossed her face.

"How is it going?" Owen took Courtney hand and rapidly shook it "I´m Owen!"

"Nice to meet you, O...wow..."

Courtney was lost of words, when she saw the upcoming camper.

He, much like Lindsay, was a sight to behold. He was from Hawaiian roots, his flawless dark skin and his dark brown hair; flowing with the wind as the boat was approaching the island, being the most notorious proof of this. However, his most attractive attributes were his sapphire orbs, shinning dazzlingly from the distant. Besides being dark and handsome —so handsome indeed—, he was tall and muscular, though not muscle bound, his body practically sculpted from the same hand that put the angel out of the rock. His physical appearance alone was enough to attract as many looks as possible, the fact that he was wearing a plain green shirt, wore out pants and a pair of sandals did not detract from his presence one bit because, really, anything would have looked good on him, the most noteworthy piece he was wearing was a collar with a small tiki on it, serving as yet another reminded of the newcomer´s ancestry.

Everyone on the dock could not look away from him, the girls and Owen —specially Owen— out of immediate infatuation and the boys out of admiration, because they, unlike the girls; ironically enough, understood that one did not simply woke up an Adonis without putting a great deal of effort into it. From the distance, the newcomer saw all of their reactions. Satisfied with the positive reaction his presence alone has caused, he decided to grace the camera with his signature dazzling smile and, that right there, was all it took to make Sadie faint.

"This is Justin" Chris introduced Justin after he got off the boat, they both fist bumped "Welcome to ´Total Drama Island´."

"Thanks, Chris. This is great."

"Just so you know, we picked you based entirely on your looks." Chris informed him.

Justin shrugged, still smiling "I can deal with that" he then when on his way to the rest of the campers.

"I like your pants" Owen was the first to say, pointing at said fabric.

"Thanks man" Justin said easily.

"´Cause they look like they are all, wore out" He then smirked a little "Did you buy them like that?" He asked him, not once looking away from Justin´s pants.

"Ah... no. Just have them for a while" He replied, not stopping with his walk.

"Oh..." Owen said "Cool!" he gave him a thumbs-up "Stupid..." he muttered under his breath, looking away from Justin as he hit his own forehead.

"Hey, everyone. Izzy!" Chris announced, as the thirteenth and final girl of the competition was approaching the island.

Izzy was someone whose flaming red curled long hair was a perfect match for what would her soon to be revealed explosive, unstable, extravagant, energetic and happy-go-luck personality. Her bright hair stood out the most out of her presence, but that wasn´t to say that everything else wasn´t noteworthy. Her green eyes matched... everything else she was wearing, a green top and a long skirt of a lighter shade of the same color with a cut that covered a green short under it, all complemented with green shoes and green bracelets.

"Hi Chris!" She called from afar, when the boat finally reached the dock, she dashed out of her transport "Hi! Hi!" Unfortunately, when she was about to get off, she tripped, falling from the boat "Ah!" Her chin soon met the edge of the dock, before falling to the water.

"Ow... that was bad!" Tyler giggled.

Courtney and Isaac soon ran to the edge of the dock "Guys! She could be seriously hurt!" they both picked her up from the water with little struggled, mostly due to Isaac´s strength. As soon as she was on the wooden floor, Izzy dried herself like a dog that just got out of the bath, the water dripping from her and slightly soaking her two helpers. Courtney and Isaac looked at Izzy for a moment, checking for any possible injure she may have.

"That felt... so..." seeing at how she seemed to have trouble finding the words, both helpers grew a little bit worried, until "Good!" She was soon back on her feet like nothing had happened "Except for hitting my chin. This is summer camp?! That is so cool! Do you have Papier-mâché here? Are we having lunch soon?!" She was talking very much and very fast, there seemed to be no sign of her unwell in any way, so Courtney and Isaac were left mostly confused by Izzy´s antics.

"That is a good call!" Owen said.

"First things first. Or should I say, last thing last," Chris gave a quick wink to the camera "we ought to introduce our Final competitor of the show. Let's give everything we've got to Ethan!"

The final boy and competitor of the show was a young man with a imposing presence and a warm smile. He was every bit as big, tall and muscular as DJ, if not more so, his body sculpted over the years of physical activities he has performed ever since he was a little kid. His fair skin has slightly tanned over the years on the outside, with freckles over his round cheeks. His hair looked as healthy as the wood of a tree, its dark brown tone nicely contrasting with his big, round and bright green eyes. With the colors of the forest reflected on his titanic appearance, it was almost as if he belonged in the wild alongside every animal. He was wearing an open dark blue jock jacket with white sleeves, under it he had a striped t-shirt with the alternating colors of cyan and white and pale gray pants, the only warm color he was wearing was his pair of red all-stars. With a dazzling smile, the first of many, he hooped out of the boat.

"Hey Chris!" Ethan greeted, the volume and the energy of his voice could easily rival Owen's "I´m so excited to be here, man!" They soundly high-fived, Chris winced a little after their hands connected "Hey everybody! It's so nice to meet you! It's going to be so much fun with you guys here. Yeah! I can already tell this is gonna be a great summer!"

"Woohoo!" Owen cheered "Yeah! You're so right, man. I like you already."

"And I like you too, man. You know what I'm talking about!" Ethan and Owen high-fives as well "What about you, guys?" He then addressed the rest of the campers, specifically DJ "What do you say, big guy?"

"Ummm... Yeah?" DJ replied, not having expected to be put on the spotlight out of the blue "It's gonna be great, I guess?"

"We'll work on that spirit of yours" he said placing a hand in DJ's shoulder, he looked back at the host "So, when do we begin?"

"Eager, aren't we? I like that" Chris smiled "We will begin right after we get some pictures for the promos. Everybody at the end of the dock!" He commanded them.

Everyone did as they were told. They made a group pose so that everyone could be seen in the picture, with Isaac, DJ, Duncan, Tyler, Harold, Geoff, Heather and Ethan at the back; Lindsay, LeShawna, Eva, Justin, Owen, Noah, Trent, Gwen and Cody in the middle and Izzy, Bridgette, Courtney, Suzanne, Katie and Sadie, Lillian, Ezekiel and Beth in the front sitting on the dock. They looked at Chris, who has got on Ethan's boat to take a good angle to take a shot. Everyone was giving their best smile for what would be the beginning of their summer.

"Okay. In 1... 2... 3... Oh wait"

All their smiles faltered.

"Okay, forgot the lens cap" Chris clicked the bottom to remove the cap "Okay, hold that pose. 1... 2... Oh. No wait, card's full."

"Come on, man, my face is starting to freeze" LeShawna complained.

"Got it! Ok, everyone say: Wawanakwa!"

"Wawanakwa!"

As soon as they said those words, the wooden floor beneath them collapsed, sending everyone to the salty water. The picture Chris took was of them trying to resurface gasping for air and holding onto any wood to avoid diving again.

"Okay, campers, dry off and meet me at the Campfire Pit in ten!"

This was the beginning of their summer.

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Total Drama Isaac Suzanne Lillian Ethan

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"This is camp Wawanakwa" Chris began with his explanation to all the twenty-six campers, now all on the Campfire on the clearing of the Island, half of them sitting down on the stumps and the other half standing around them. They were all focused on Chris, much to his delight "Your home for the next twelve weeks.

"Some of you were confused about the installations when you got here, seeing as you were told this would be a Talent Contest. This is a Contest alright, but not a talent show. This is an Elimination Game you are all participants of. The campers sitting around you will be your cabin mates, your competition, and maybe even your friends. You dig?" The contestants were looking at each other with varying levels of interest, disinterest, smiles and glares, hopes in becoming friends and maybe something more and who they wish to send home right away. "Well you better do because in a few moments we will split you into two teams of Thirteen. Every three days, at the end of every challenge, one team will win a reward while the other will have to decide who to send home" The expressions of the campers turned into varying levels of worried frowns "The camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest, without getting vote off will win One Hundred Thousand Dollars!"

"Excuse me!" Duncan called out "What will the sleeping arrangements be? Because I'd like to request a bunk under her" He pointed a thumb to Heather, smirking wolfishly.

"They are not co-ed, are they?" Heather asked, pleading that it wasn´t the case.

"No" Chris reassured her "Girls get one side of each cabin and dudes get the other."

Lindsay raised her hand "Excuse me, Kyle? Can I have a cabin with the lake view since I´m the pretties?"

"Okay, you are, but that´s not really how it works here?" Chris explained, his smile leaving his face "And it´s Chris."

"I have to live with Sadie or I'll die" Katie said as she room her Best Female Friend Forever for Life's hand, sounding dead serious.

Sadie nodded her head "And I'll break out in hive. It's true!"

Gwen looked very tired "This cannot be happening"

"Aww, come on guys" Owen said from behind her, taking her and Tyler into a friendly headlock "It will be fun. It will be like a big sleepover!"

"At least you don't have to sleep next to him" Tyler whispered to Gwen, jerking his head as much as he could to a direction Gwen followed with her view. She saw Duncan giving a defenseless deer a noggie. Gwen and Tyler looked back at each other.

"Here's the deal" The attention was focused on Chris once again "We're gonna split you into to teams" he explained, showing a paper sheet with all twenty-six names of the campers divided in two separated lists "If I call your name out, go stand over there" he pointed a finger at one end of the Campfire and without further ado, he started with the callings.

"Beth... Cody... Ethan..."

The Wanna-Be, The Geek and The Jock of all Sports began to move to where Chris has instructed them.

"Gwen... Heather... Justin..."

The Loner, the Queen Bee and the Eye Candy soon followed.

"Katie... LeShawna... Lillian..."

The Sweet Girl, The Sister with 'Tude and the Wallflower joined their new teammates.

"Lindsay... Noah... Owen..."

The Dumb Princess, The Schemer and the Crazy Party Dude sat up from their bumps

"And last but not least, Trent."

Chris called for the Cool Guy "From this moment on you´re officially known as..." He threw Lilly a big green rolled up flag, making her yell a little as she tried and managed to catch it, once it was in her hands, it unfolded itself down, revealed the image of a Gopher. "´The Screaming Gophers´!"

"Oh... I... like Gophers?" Lilly said, not really knowing what to make out of the name.

"Wait..." Katie wasn´t smiling "What about Sadie?"

"The rest of you, over here" Chris signalized the other end of the Campfire pit, completely ignoring Katie´s protests.

"Bridgette... Courtney... DJ..."

The Soulful Surfer Girl, The Type-A Force to be Reckoned with and the Brickhouse with Heart made their way to where Chris has told them to.

"Duncan... Eva... Ezekiel..."

The Delinquent, the Female Bully and the Home-schooled Guy did the same.

"Geoff... Harold... Isaac..."

The Funniest guy Around, The Dweeb with Mad Skills and the Square Nerd joined their new teammates.

"Izzy... Sadie... Suzanne..."

The Psycho Hose Beast, The Sweet Girl's Friend and The Anti-Blonde raised from their sitting spots.

"And finally, Tyler. Move, move move move!" he pressed their pace after calling for the Jock who Sucks at Sports.

"But Katie is a Gopher!" It was now Sadie´s turn to protest "I have to be a Gopher!"

"Sadie, is it?" Courtney asked, putting a gentle hand on Sadie´s shoulder "Come on, it will be okay" She assured her, as she guided to the rest of their teammates.

"This is so unfair! I miss you Katie!" Sadie cried.

"I miss you too!" Katie was at the verge of tears.

"You guys will officially be known as..." Chris opted for ignore the nonidentical twins engagement as he threw a red flag to one of the newly formed team, DJ, who unfolded it, revealing the image of a Bass "The Killer Basses!"

"Huh... well, this isn´t half bad" The Gentle Giant commented.

"Alright, campers" The attention was back to Chris "You and your team will be on camera in all public areas during this competition."

The Camera suddenly was showing static. This would be the method which will let know the audience there was going to be a Confessional segment "You´ll also be able to share your innermost thoughts on tape with video dairy any time you want" The host explained once the image came back, being inside what seemed to be a wooden outdoors toilet cabin. He was sitting in the toilet seat, surrounded by flies passing all around him. The smell must have been pretty bad, but he didn't seem affected by it in the slightest "Let the audience at home know what you´re really thinking. Or, just get something off your chest."

Many of the campers decided they had some thoughts they wanted to share in the confessional cam, something no elimination game would be complete without, after all, it would be easy screen time. However only a few would have their clips shown in the final episode.

"This is gonna be awesome!" Ethan turned out to be one of the lucky ones "An elimination game is still a game. And all games are my game! Bears of Vancouver, I´ll make you proud!"

The next clip was Gwen's, showing her wearing a deadpan expression "Mmmm... Okay... so far this sucks."

"I don't get it..." Lindsay said, facing away from the camera, unknowingly letting her well defined bottom in full display for the camera she didn't notice upon entering, which most likely was the reason her otherwise lacking segment made it to the episode "Where is the Cameraman?"

"Hey everybody, check this out. I have something very important to say." Said Owen, an uncharacteristic serious expression in his usually upbeat face that felt a little off. However, it soon vanished as he let out a sounding fart. He then giggled.

"This place really isn't so bad. We are already here, so we might as well make the most of it" DJ said with an easy smile, which then turned into a frown "Though I don't know if I can ever get used to the smell. Ufff!"

The screen was once again nothing but static for the briefest of moment, before it showed Chris once again "Any questions?" He didn't wait for an answer "Cool. Let's find your cabins" He led them to what will be their home for the rest of the summer "Gophers you are in the east cabin. Bass you are in the west."

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Suzanne was the first one to enter the girl's side of the Bass's Cabin and it... didn't have much to say about it. Bunk beds, a heater that she could already tell it would not heat, a dressing table with a mirror so cracked she wondered how it didn't fall apart under its own weight, and wood everywhere, on the floor, on the walls and on the roof. All the source of natural light came from a dirty, cracked window with ragged curtains which did a better job at illuminating the inside than the hanging bulb at the roof. The nicest aspect within the cabin was the carpet, its design was awful, but she liked the colors. The substandard conditions Chris expected them to live where off putting; it would be for anyone really, but for her specially so, giving the accommodated live she was blessed to be born into. But, she told herself, she would manage. She figures these sleeping arrangements would be the least of her worries throughout this competition, and if something like this was enough throw her off her game, then she had no business in that island.

She stepped into her new house for all her stay on the camp. She quickly put her bags in the lower half of a bunk and watched as the other girls made her way into the small room. Sitting down in her bed with her legs crossed and one hand on her knee, a position she would be using more often than not, she put on her best poker smile "Home, sweet home, isn´t it, ladies?"

Bridgette was the second one to enter the cabin, and she quickly summarized her opinion on the place with a quick "More like home, stinky home" she said with a grimace, but quickly shrugged it off, her easy smile soon returning to her face as she placed her belongings on the bed of her choice.

It seemed she would adapt to her new home better than Suzanne would, or Courtney for that matter "Does Chris really expect us to leave in such a uninhabitable place?" She asked incredulously "I do not believe this place meets any basic safety standard for housing." She stated matter-of-factly.

"I don't know, seems pretty normal to me" Bridgette said "It really looks like something I would expect from a summer camp, if only a bit... Wore out?"

"Oh, Believe me. Contrary to popular belief, the standards for sleeping arrangements in camps require more scrutiny than conventional ones, not less. I would know, I was a CIT." Courtney explained, happy to show off her knowledge on the subject.

"Oh" Suzanne raised an interested eyebrow "Were you, now?"

"Indeed I was" Courtney closed her eyes in pride "So you can be sure that I will be a great asset to the team."

"What about instead of talking you prove it with doing" Eva said passing Courtney by.

"Oh I'll prove it! You just wait and see" Courtney exclaimed, at the same time Izzy popped her head from the door.

"Oh wow! Thus place looks awesome! Are those bunk beds?! I always wanted to sleep in one of those! Can we stay up all night?! Do you wanna have a sleep over?!"

Whatever other question she might have was cut short by one of Eva's fingers on her lips "Be. Quiet." Was all she needed to say to silence her teammate.

Finally. Sadie entered the room, her head hung over. She absentmindedly sat down in the only available lower half of a bunk bed, letting go of a heavy sigh.

"Sadie?" But Suzanne got no response.

"Don't bother" Courtney let go of a sigh of her own "She's been like that since Chris put her and Katie on different teams."

"Is she really so brought down over something like that?" The Girl in Sepia asked baffled.

"'Something like that'?" Sadie parroted, her head snapped up "You say it like is not the worst thing that could have happened!"

"You do realize that you could always be with Katie when we are not doing any challenge, right?" When Suzanne saw the confused expression on Sadie's face that told her that Sadie hasn't realized that, she elaborated " I mean, I seriously doubt that Chris would mind if you interacted with Katie most of the time, or any of us for that matter."

"I guess you're right" Sadie's face brightened a little "I just wish I didn't have to compete against her at all." She sighed once again.

Suzanne raised an eyebrow at her, Courtney rolled her eyes. Eva was uninterested. Bridgette looked at her a little bit concerned, and Izzy began to look for a door that would take her to another world where she would find her other mom.

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"We are one bed short" Isaac said neutrally.

Their side of the cabin, as well as the girls side, only had three bunks, giving a total of Six beds for the seven male bass. Obviously, that would be a problem. The room was full in no time, but none of the boys tried to claim any of the beds.

"So..." Geoff was the first to talk "what do we do?"

"I say we go take a bed and whoever doesn't get one sleeps on the floor" Duncan stated "Simple as that."

"I don't know, man. Isn't that a little unfair?" DJ rubbed the back of his head "If someone can't perform well in the challenge due to not getting enough sleep, wouldn't that affect the team as a whole?"

"Then we just vote that person off" Duncan said simply "Problem solved."

"You wouldn't say that if you were the one who couldn't sleep well" Harold muttered.

"Got something to say, wimp?" Duncan sneered, raising a fist. Harold was silent after that.

"Maybe we could rotate so nobody has to sleep on the floor all the time" Geoff suggested.

"How do we decide who is going to sleep on the floor every night?" Tyler asked.

Geoff shrugged "I dunno, we could draw some straws?"

"Still, sleeping on the floor on the first day? Talk about a rough start on the competition" Tyler commented.

"I really wouldn´t have much of a problem with it, eh?" Ezekiel finally spoke "I can be the first one to sleep on the floor tonight."

"Maybe you don´t have to sleep on the wooden floor?" DJ spoke once again "Maybe we could make some sort of makeshift bed for the time being."

"We could try that" Geoff smiled, seeing how the newly formed Bass team was already working together "Anyone got any idea how we can make one?"

"I think we could ask Chris if there is any spare mattress or a the very least a spare sheet, doesn´t matter if it is an old one" Harold suggested "I don´t know about the rest, though, like pillows and a blanket."

"Maybe we could ask for several sheets?" DJ offered "We could fold them and place one on top of another on the floor, so it wouldn´t be so hard to lay on."

"We could use a couple of shirts in the same way, but as pillows" Tyler seemed to like DJ´s idea.

"That sounds like it could make a big mess, though" Harold countered.

Duncan decided that he might as well try to add his own two cents to the conversation "I think it would be easier to tie two extremes of the sheets to two opposing bunk bets like a hammock."

"I could tie the knots, eh?" Ezekiel found himself preferring Duncan´s suggestion "I think there is enough space in the room. But I don´t know how sturdy those beds are, nor it the sheets will be able of handling that much weight, eh?"

"What about you, Isaac? What do you suggest?" But Geoff was met with silence "Isaac?"

"Yes?" The voice of the Monochromatic Nerd came from the door.

"When did you leave?" Duncan raised an eyebrow at him.

"As soon as I noticed our shortage of sleeping arrangements" Isaac informed him "I asked Chris if there was something he could do about our situation and he gave me this" He then showed the unfolded sleeping bag of a considerable size to the rest of his teammates "He said this would be our temporary solution until one of us gets eliminated."

"Huh... Well I guess that takes care of the sleeping on the floor issue" Geoff slightly pulled up his hat "You still up for the shift tonight, Zeke?"

"´Zeke´?" Ezekiel looked at the Party animal confused.

"Yeah. You don´t mind if I call you that, right?"

"Would that be like a... nickname?"

"Ummm, yeah?" It was now Geoff´s turn to be confused.

"Oh!" Ezekiel smiled "Then no, I don´t mind. You can call me Zeke, all of you can, eh!"

"Nice" Geoff gave him a thumbs-up.

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"Bunk beds?" Heather asked as soon as she opened the door of her Cabin "Ins´t this a little... summer camp?"

Gwen pushed past her, entering the room with a scoff in her face "That´s the idea, genius" she deadpanned.

"Shut up, Weird Goth Girl!" Heather shot back. In that same moment Lindsay entered the room, not one bit impressive with the place.

LeShawna entered next, rolling her luggage bag with her.

Beth was the next one, with one hand carrying her bag and the other holding one of Katie's, who looked every bit as saddened as Sadie was. All of the girls took settled down in one of the beds available.

"Ummm... Girls?" A weak voice came from the door frame, making all of the females in the room turn their gazes to find an uncertain looking Lillian "I... I don't have a bed..."

It was in that moment when her teammates took a real look at the cabin and realized that, what Lilly said was true. They, much like their Bass Male counterpart, were one bed short.

"They didn't even bother to make sure all of us would have a bed to sleep in?" Heather asked, more out of disbelief than out of concern for Lillian's situation "Unbelievable."

"How could they forget something as important as that?" Beth inquired, actually concerned about what to do for her teammate.

"Maybe they did it in purpose" Gwen stated, her frown deepening "I wouldn't put it past them. They already lied to us about this being a Talent show."

"Whatever the reason. We need to find out what to do with Lilly here" LeShawna said before turning to face said girl, a reassuring smile on her face "Say girl. You don't mind sharing a bed with someone, right? It would be a little bit cramped, but it sure is better than sleeping on the floor."

"Oh no no no, I don't mind" Lilly said with urgency "I'm already used to sharing a bed, so it's not big deal" she looked down "What's more important is if someone doesn't mind sharing a bed with me"

"I sure don't mind" Beth raised her hand, missing the tone in which Lilly said the last part of her sentence "We can sleep in the lower half of a bunk so we don't have to worry about the bed collapsing while we sleep on it."

Beth's comment held more true than she intended, for the beds didn't seem to be the most stable furniture in the room, and even if they were, it wouldn't have meant much. The possibility of a bed falling on top of someone in the middle of the night certainly wasn't a pleasant one. Nonetheless, her intentions were well received.

"Thank you..." Lillian smiled weakly but sincerely.

All the girls saw first hand the interchange between Beth and Lillian, however only Katie was truly focused on it "If Sadie and I were on the same team, we wouldn't have thought twice before deciding to sleep on the same bed." She then sighed heavily.

None of the girls knew what to make of that.

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"Wow there, little dude" Ethan put a hand on Cody's shoulder "Where do you think you're going? That's the girls' side of the Cabin."

Both boys were on the porch of the Gophers Cabin.

"I just wanted to check on the girls to see if they needed any assistance" Cody told him, then flashed his 'manly' smile "I figure they wouldn't mind if a man came in to help them with their heavy bags."

"I'm pretty sure they are capable of handling their own luggage" Ethan said with a raised eyebrow, not buying Cody's excuse to enter the female side for one second. He could already tell the Geek wouldn't even be well received there unless he was explicitly given permission.

"Then I can just have a chat with them" Cody said easily. Now there was no way he would let Cody go in the girls' room, Ethan thought as he put himself between Cody and the entrance to the female side of the cabin. The Geek, not noticing Ethan's warning, talked away "One of then specially caught my eye. She is definitely a charming one, being all dark and mysterious."

Justin, Trent, Noah and Owen were entering the male side of the Gophers one by one "Gwen?" Ethan guessed, still not moving one itch from his spot.

"The one and only" Cody nodded "There is something special about her, man. I can just feel it. You know what I mean?"

Lindsay came out of her cabin to call for Chris "Where are the outlets? I have to plug in my straightening iron" Gwen also left the room, already needing some fresh air from the cabin.

"There are some in the Communal Bathrooms just across the way" The host explained from afar, nodding his head to the direction of the Bathing Facilities.

"Communal Bathrooms? But I´m not Catholic" the Beautiful, Brainless Blonde said, hearing Chris but not understanding him.

"Not ´Communion´, ´Communal´" Chris explained, sounding just a little bit exasperated.

"It means we shower together" Gwen told her teammate, before looking away form Lindsay with a scold in her face "Idiot."

Both Cody and Ethan witnessed the exchange from their spot, the former looking at Gwen with a smile in his face and the latter looking at her baffled. What´s her problem? "Ah... no, I don´t know what you mean" Ethan answered Cody´s previous question.

Lindsay took her time to let the information sink in, and when it finally did, she was not one bit pleased "Awww no come on!" She let out a high-pitched whine, making Gwen covers her ears and drawing the attention of the male Gophers.

Owen, alongside Trent and Noah in the door frame, looked a Lindsay with a surprised look "I´m glad We are in our own cabin with just guys. You know what I mean?" He tried to make a funny joke, only to be met with the guy's raised eyebrows "I mean no! I didn´t mean it like that!" Owen tried to save face when he heard his own comment "I love chicks I just don´t wanna sleep near them." Trent and Noah made their way back to the cabin, not interested in hearing any double meaning words the Lovable yet awkward Giant may add "I mean—!"

"It's ok, Owen. I know what you mean" Ethan came to rescue Owen from further making a fool of himself.

"You do?" The Lovable yet awkward Giant questioned.

"Yep" Ethan replied "This is just like when my team goes to a tournament and we stay in a fancy hotel or whatever" He explained as he put his bag in a available bed "This is going to be a perfect opportunity for us guys to bond as a team and as friends. The quicker we get in tune with one another, the quicker we'll blaze this competition."

"Y-yeah! That's totally what I meant!" Owen exclaimed, liking Ethan's little speech.

"So you are member of a sport team back home?" Trent asked the Brunette Giant.

"Captain of the Basketball Team!" Ethan declared proudly, pointing his thumb at his chest "It has always been my favorite sport ever since I was a kid. Though there really is no sport in my school I haven´t tried. Baseball, American Football, Track, you name it. I even tried for the Cheerleading Squat"

"Cheerleading Squat?!" Cody was amazed, looking at Ethan with the upmost admiration "Wow! You must have been surrounding by all kinds of hot chicks"

"Meh, I wouldn´t know" He shrugged dismissively.

"Impressive" Noah said in a tone that suggested he wasn´t one bit impressive. He was sitting down in the small bank in the cabin, reading his rather thick book, an eyebrow raised as always "I bet you must have also been an ace in the academic part of your school as well. You'd kind of have to be, to stay in a team and everything"

"Nah, it didn´t matter how hard I studied, I would always just barely pass the exams. I´ve always been kind of an Idiot" He said with the same proud voice as when he declared his position on the Basketball team, earning a weird look from the Brains of the team.

Justin wanted to add his own input to the conversation, but a high pitch scream could be heard throughout the Gophers Cabin, expanding to the rest of the camp. Ethan was on his feet in no time, dashing at an amazing speed to the source of the agonizing yell. It came from girls´ cabin. The Bear of Vancouver was already in the door frame when the nearby campers arrived.

"Oh man, that white girl can scream!" He heard LeShawna said, but he really wasn´t paying her any attention, as he was focused on Lindsay, who was cowering on the chair of the cabin, terrified of the incest crawling all around the floor.

"What is it?! Kill it! Kill it!" She cried desperately.

DJ, upon seeing the insect in the cabin, let out an unmanly scream and jumped into the nearest bed, crushing it under his great weight. He wasn´t trembling, but downright shaking of fear, oblivious to the damage he has unintentionally created.

"That was my bed..." Gwen said dejectedly.

All hell broke loose.

Some of the campers when straight for the kill, Harold and LeShawna trying to stomp on the bug as hard as they could, with the hideous creature being able to easily evade their attempts. Others decided to follow Lindsay and DJ´s example of getting as far away as possible from the bug, namely Heather, Beth and Lillian, finding refuge in the upper half of the bunk beds. Screams were drowning the air within the room. Duncan quickly noticed a fire ax inside the cabin. Shattering the glass with his bare fist, he took the weapon and when for the insect, having decided that the best way to deal with the little pest was to cut it in half.

He never got the chance to do it. The cockroach, which was probably more afraid of the campers than they were of it, was running away from all the stomping feet on the floor, until it was met with a shoe descending from above faster than it could turn away from the danger. The impact was hard enough to break through the wooden floor, the loud sound of wood cracking silenced all the cries. Ethan removed his shoe from the newly form superficial hole in the middle of the cabin, and found the cockroach splattered on one of the cracked pieces of wood, it wasn´t moving anymore.

"Well that´s one way to kill a cockroach" Gwen said with an amused smile.

"Awesome" Harold commented.

"Welp" Ethan was tapping the tip of his shoe on the floor "That takes care of that."

"Dude" Trent began "You just stomped open a hole in the cabin. Doesn´t your foot hurt?" He asked with his eyebrows raised.

"Meh, not really. I´m used to dealing with those little bugs, and I kinda have quite the heavy foot, so I barely felt a thing" He addressed everyone in the room "If you guys ever have any problem with one of those again, let me know," He looked directly a Lindsay when he flashed one of his smiles "I´ll take care of it" He pointed at himself with a thumb.

It was a small gesture, but it was all he needed to finally steal the Heart of the Beautiful Lindsay. Her eyes were sparkling, looking at him like the hero he was, having saved her from the little monster that was responsible for her terrible scream. She gave him her sweetest smile.

Duncan, still a little dejected that his thunder has been stolen, looked at Lindsay´s expression and rolled his eyes "They always go for the jocks."

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"Listen up!" A powerful voice sounded from within the main lodge, the place were all the campers would eat their daily meals.

It was a simple enough building, with an entrance and windows that would serve as the main sources of illumination, inside there were two tables large enough to house up to twelve people, fourteen if they could endure having a meal in a cramped space, besides those, there wasn´t much to say about the completely utilitarian building. The campers were all forming a big single line, from the door to the Kitchen window were, standing in the other side, was a Rough looking man. Muscle bound, great height, intimidate frame, with a angry expression capable of rivaling that of Eva.

Chef Hatchet´s voice thundered once more "I serve it three times a day, and you´ll eat it three times a day. Grave your tray, get the food and sit your butts down, NOW!"

Intimidating did not begin to describe the feeling all the competitors were feeling by being this man's presence, specially Beth, Isaac and Harold, who were the closets to the kitchen window.

"Excuse me?" Beth began to speak, and she didn´t know whether it was out of bravery or stupidity, given the crystal-clear tremor in her voice as she talked to Chef "We´ll be getting all major food groups?" Chef simply put the food in her tray, and she wasn´t really sure whether he was answering or ignoring her question, but she decided not to risk and pray.

"Yeah," Harold wasn´t wise enough to follow her example "´Cause I get hypoglycemic real bad if I don´t get enough sugar."

None of them seemed to notice, Chef twitching eye, the sign that would have told them about the hair trigger he had (it couldn't be noticed due to the chef hat he was wearing, but he was bald) "You get a lot of shut the heck up!" he screamed, making both Harold and Isaac take their tray and room away to their team´s table, which unfortunately for them was the one closer to the kitchen. They still could feel Hatchet´s heated glared upon them.

"I´m not really sure about the nutritional value of this... food" Isaac couldn´t help but say, though he knew better and lowered his voice so he wouldn´t be heard.

"Have a cow" Owen commented to Noah and Ethan, earning smirks from the boys.

"What was that?" They all flinched when they heard Chef´s voice. He was signing them to come to the kitchen window "Come closer fat boy, I didn´t hear you." he sounded deceitfully calm.

The Blond Giant quickly took his food "Ah... I didn´t really said anything important" he nervously told the chef.

"I´m sure you didn´t. You, scrawny kid," he addressed Noah directly "Give me your plate."

He then provided for a double ration into the Brainiac´s plate, or at least intended to, given that the food moved back to his spoon. The chef, bullheaded as he was, put the same food ration into Noah´s plate, making sure it would stay in it for sure, ignoring Noah´s mortified look on his face at seeing such a bizarre occurrence.

Ethan was next in the line, and after receiving his sustenance without any inconvenience, gave the chef a quick "Thank you" which the chef acknowledged with a brief nod.

Next in the line where Eva, LeShawna and Lillian "Hey, what´s up, girl?" LeShawna tried to start a conversation with the female Bass, only to be met with silence and a sullen glare from the Iron Maiden, taking her aback and making Lillian covering behind her in fear. LeShawna quickly recovered and glared at Eva when she walked away with her tray "Oh it´s gonna be like that, is it?" she challenged.

"Next!" Hatchet yelled from behind, making LeShawna flinch and Lillian yell in surprise.

The serving went on without much complications.

"Excuse me," Lindsay halted, Suzanne next to her in the line and Gwen behind both "My nutritionist says I shouldn´t eat any white sugar, white flavor or, like, dairy" Hatchet was hearing but not listening, continuing preparing the food for the remaining campers.

"I don´t think that´s gonna be a problem" Gwen told her, looking down on her on tray, just in time to see it moving ever so slightly.

"Cool" Lindsay smiled, that was all it was needed to reassure her.

Suzanne was about to pick up her own when she heard Gwen once again "Okay, I hate to be predictable and complain on the first day, but I think mine just moved."

Hatchet slammed a kitchen hammer on her food, splattering some on her and Suzanne, who tensed instantaneously, her right eye was twitching. Fortunately, for Gwen at least, the food wasn´t moving anymore "Right, okay then."

She was about to move forward, when she saw the still form of the Blonde Bass frozen in front of her. Suzanne snapped out of her trance, took the food out of her face and threw it to the goth, as she saw her as the one responsible it got on her in the first place. Suzanne walked to her table with a now sour humor, ignoring Gwen altogether and thinking how much better she liked Gwen when she didn´t have anything to say.

The last camper was served their food, and everyone was sitting on their respective tables with their teams. It wasn´t a particularly nice meal, not only for the food itself, but for the limited space they had to eat. They eat relatively quietly, no one noticed the sloppy food that was moving freely throughout the floor, which was probably for the best.

"Welcome to the main lodge" Chris exclaimed as he entered the building.

"Yo, my man!" He heard somebody calling him. It was Geoff "Can we order a pizza?"

That soon proved to be a foolish move from Geoff´s part, as an ax knife flew right pass his head, barely missing his hat, and it impaled in the wall next to the door, though it wasn´t nowhere near to Chris as it was to Geoff.

"Wow! It´s cool, G!" The Party cowboy shouted nervously "Brown slop is cool! Right guys?" his chuckle was filled with tremor, as he tried to look for some sort of aid. If there was any doubt regarding Chef´s temper, it was now gone.

The host didn´t pay much attention to what just happened before him "Your first challenge begin, in one hour!" Chris announced before leaving as quickly as he came.

"What do you think they'll make us do?" Sadie asked DJ uncertainly.

But he just shrugged it off "It's our first challenge. How hard can it be?"

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To say That DJ has just jinxed them would have been the understatement of the season.

Everything seemed to frightfully small from where they all were standing. The swimsuits that they were wearing mocked them with their bright colors, for they now felt as bleak as any mourning attire when they looked down from the biggest, tallest cliff on the entire island to the water that was even more far away from them than they thought it was, wherein awaited them a certain death.

"Oh... shit" DJ cursed. Those were the last words of the final episode, and probably his last words as well.

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A/N: This Chapter, as you have already saw, was mirroring the events of the first episode of canon. Almost to a ´T´ if I may add, with only a few added interactions among the teams before starting the competition. Part two would be the same but only in the first half, with even more original dialogue added and the first real divergence from canon occurring in that chapter, I understand that I might have said a bit too much with that, but it also might have baited you into looking forward for the next update (shameless cliffbaiting... how ´bout that shit?) and in the third chapter and onward the story will be will finally set itself apart from the canon with only a few yet important plot points from the original story line being the minority in this Alternate Universe narrative, and even so, said plot points will come with their fair amount of changes. So all I´m asking is for you to be patience with me.

I figured that if I was going to use mostly dialogue from the original, I might as well try and add as much descriptive writing as possible, as my writing style consists in, what I hope is, a balance mix of dialogue and description. And what better way to capitalize on this method of story-telling than to describe the characters? given that this episode was meant to be an introductory one, it seemed appropriate enough. I was going to need it when introducing the Original Characters anyway, but, from a narrative stand point, it didn´t sit well with me to introduce the Canonical Characters in a kind of rushed way while giving my original characters the privilege of a proper inclusion to the story.

Speaking of my OC, let´s stop beating around the bush and let´s address the four small butterflies in the room.

Isaac, Suzanne, Lillian and Ethan are, without a doubt, the biggest change from the original that there is going to be on this story line, and while it´s true they are going to be responsible for the bigger changes in the story, it doesn´t mean the story will be entirely about them, I trust myself to be above that sort of mistake, after all, it is said that OC´s exist to serve the stories, not the other way around, and it will be equally as good to see all the possible reactions the original twenty two characters are going to make in response to this changes, as well what they will do in return. I understand that they were not particularly fleshed out in this chapter, but they will, as soon as possible. Of that you can be sure.

In the mean time, given the little bits that I showed you this chapter, what do you think of my OC? both in General and about each and one of them?

I´ll be waiting for your response.

Until next time, see ya!

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Originally Posted: 12/04/2018

Update: 12/10/2018. With this I hope I have cleaned up any error I might have made. But if you still find any, please feel free to point it out to me.