Day One, Week One-

"My God my team sucks!" Isaac yelled.

"You suck, junior!" Babi told him.

"Shut up you drunk old b*****d. Hey, who censored that?!," Isaac said.

"Who you calling drunk?"

"Ever since we got on this damn island all you two have done is drink and complain. Read a frigging book," Sheba said in a ticked-off voice.

"You are all fools. I have reason to believe this contest is just a setup to trick us into giving up our powers. They're watching us as we speak," Saturos "warned" them. Sheba rolled her eyes.

"Paranoid freak," she whispered under her breath.

"What was that you insolent girl?!?" Saturos commanded as he pressed his sword up against her neck.

"Read my lips: you are a loser."

"Hahaha! We will see who the loser is once I have conquered the world!"

"Uh, okay, Isaac, like, already kicked your ass."

"One more word and I'll slit your throat!"

"My-team-sucks!" Isaac complained again.

"So does a vacuum!" Babi quipped.

"I really hope you get voted off soon."

"Why's that?"

" 'Cause you're old, drunk, and you smell."

"Thankee!"

"Okay, I've had enough of this, I'm going to bed," Sheba announced as she pushed the sword away from her throat. She got up and went in her tent.

"I'm gonna...uh...go to see, I mean, to sleep," Isaac said uncomfortably.

"Why did you say that uncomfortably?" Saturos demanded coldly.

"I...didn't."

"Yes you did. It says so in the script."

"How in the hell did he get the script!?!"

"I have my sources."

"You little shit."

"Now why were you saying that uncomfortably?"

"Well, you have the script, use it, doofus." Saturos looked ahead in the script.

"Oh, I, uh, see..."

"Yah. Now could you mind your business please?"

"Sure, man, I didn't know, I mean-"

"Ya, ya, I know. It's okay. Goodnight."
" 'Night." Isaac went to the back of the campsite where the tents were located. Then Babi started singing again. It was going to be a long night.

***

Meanwhile, at Blue Team campsite...

Piers, Felix, and Karst were playing strip poker. Jenna had been too before she refused to take her bra off and was disqualified. Now she was in her tent doing God knows what.

Piers was down to his boxers; Felix, who was doing rather well, had only lost his cape and belt; and Karst was dancing on the table in a bikini. The boys were staring up at her and drooling. Felix, taking a second to glance down at his hand, realized he had no pairs or anything else, for that matter. He folded. Piers seemed to be so confident he raised the bet. Karst raised it again. They showed their hands.

"Hah! Three kings! Beat that!" Piers shouted. Karst displayed a royal flush.

"Haha! You lose, blue boy! Now strip!" She began chanting, and Felix joined in.

"Strip, strip, strip, strip!"

"God, no! I quit!" Piers yelled. He ran away to his tent.

"Yes! He quits, he quits! That means I win!"

"Uh...no, Karst. Remember, I'm still playing?" Felix told her.

"Oh...shit. I quit."

"Okay, then...I'll just...go read a book." He stood up slowly and walked away to his tent.

"I suppose I will, too. Oops, I forgot, I can't read! Then I'll just look at the pictures."

"Right...you do that. See ya."

"Bye George."

"Okay...I'll just ignore that..."

***

At the Green Team campsite...

"Yo, Idiom!" Ivan called.

"Ya?" Idiom answered.

"Yo, Idiom!"

"Ya?"

"Yo, Idiom!"

"Ya, what is it?"
"Yo, Idiom!"

"What?! I can hear you?"

"Yo, Idiom!"

"Loud and clear! I copy! Roger!"
"Yo, Idiom!"

"WHAT THE HELL IS IT!?!?!?!?!?"

"Yo, Idiom!"

"WHAT!WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTT!"

"Geez. Weirdo..."

"Okay! I am just going to pretend that never happened!"

"What never happened?"

"Exactly. You've got it already."
"Got what?"
"Great. You're really convincing."

"Oooohhhh...I get it now."

"Ya."

"I see...yes, I do see...No, wait, I don't see."

"I'm going to bed."

"Okay, man. But whenever you want to talk about you-know-what I'm always here."

"Ya...thanks." Under his breath, he said to himself, "Nuts." He went to bed.

"Alex?" Menardi said.

"Ya?" Alex answered.

"How do you use a telephone?" A glint came into Alex's eyes. Now was his chance.

"You simply dial 1-800-GIRLS and ask for Rita." He turned away and snickered to himself.

"Alright. Thanks." She dialed the number on her new telephone.

"Hello? You have reached The Hotty Hotline. Would you like to have one of our employees come over?"

"Is this Rita?"

"No, but I could send her over."

"That would be wonderful. Can you really do that?"

"Yes, of course, that's what we're for."

"Okay. Just drop her off at the deserted island."

"Oh, I'm sorry. We can't provide our services to video game characters. I didn't realize you were a contestant in Survivor Golden Sun."

"What? That's outrageous! Video game characters can't use the telephone?"

"Oh, they can use the telephone, by all means, but what has that got to do with anything? We provide sexual satisfaction, not the phone."

"What? You people are too weird. Goodbye." She hung up. She turned to Alex. "That's strange." He stopped laughing and replied.

"What?"

"Apparently video game characters can't use the telephone."

"Really?" He stiffled a laugh.

"Strangest thing is, Bell just sent me a bill last month."

***

Moseyin' on over to Yellow Team camp...

"Agatio, who's hotter, Sarah Michelle Gellar or J. Lo?" Garet asked.

"Well, man, I totally dig Sarah's figure but J. Lo's ass...well, it speaks for itself," Agatio replied. "I'd have to go with...Sarah. What about you?"

"J. Lo all the way, man! What's your fancy, old man?" He was addressing Kraden, who was obviously very high. He was holding a marijuana pipe in his left hand.

"Whoa...whoa..."

"Okay...why don't you lay back on the weed for a while, it ain't good for your health."

"Whoa...you got a cat too? Awesome!" He started laughing for no apparent reason. Then, suddenly, he stopped. "Whoa..." He fell asleep instantly.

"Man that guy was high," Agatio commented.

"Yeah, I know." Suddenly Mia spoke.

"What the hell's wrong with that? I puff a few dragons every day and it some good shit. Why don't ya join us?" She leant back and inhaled some more of the fumes.

"Sorry...I don't dig that shit. But I'm totally into brain-dead bimbos!" Garet said.

"Ya man!" Agatio agreed. Suddenly Kraden's eyes sprang open.

"Go suck an egg!" he said before drifting into unconsciousness.

"O.K!" Agatio yelled.

A/N: So how'd you like it? Now it's time to vote! Vote one person from each team, and next time there will be a contest and an elimination! Remember, pick one person from each team! Thanx!