LUNARIA TRIBE - NIGHT 3
The losing tribe from last episode are first seen returning to their camp after their first tribal council, where they voted out Andrei. The tension in the air was high, especially around Yasmine, who was looking around warily.
"... Andrei, my only ally… got voted off," murmured Yasmine, holding her head as she trembles. "I was right all along… I was rightfully paranoid." Yasmine begins to chuckle eerily, removing her hands from her head as her eyes began to twitch. "I can't trust anyone here! Not even myself… who knows?! They might literally stab in the back."
As William was about to walk to the shelter, Daryl pulls him aside with an annoyed expression.
"Why did you vote off Andrei?" Daryl asked the Dragonite sternly. "Right before the Tribal Council… you told me that we were going after Poppy… if you actually did that, Andrei would still be here, Arceusdammit."
"He's useless," pointed William, waving it off.
"... also, why were you being that hard on Samson? I know that… he's quite useless… but I won't just say it in front of his face," added Daryl, sneering at his alliance partner.
"It was necessary… I had to split the votes as much a possible," explained William nonchalantly. "Andrei and Yasmine pushing to oust Hope. Hope and Samson voting for me or Gretel… You voting for Poppy… and the remaining three votes being the one deciding it all. I can see it… Andrei's words during tribal… was his downfall, I presume… while Poppy voted for Andrei on a whim, I guess."
"... but why Andrei then?" asked Daryl, arching a brow in confusion. "It could've been Poppy… or Hope."
"... Andrei was the best choice," grunted William with a bored expression. "Poppy and Hope performed well in the challenge… while Andrei wasn't even trying."
"... you lost against Lori," retorted Daryl, making the Dragonite's eyes widen.
"WHY ARE YOU STILL BRINGING THAT UP?!" yelled William, sneering at the scorpion.
"..." A smirk crept up the Drapion's face as he playfully rolled his nice, "It's nothing… your offended expression is enough."
William silently growls at this. "Don't… make that face… it's disturbing."
"William may be my alliance partner… but I won't forget the fact that he lost against Lori," chuckled Daryl, leaning against a tree with a smirk. "And I won't stop reminding him… if ever he gets too cocky… I'll bring that up… maybe then, he'll learn not to hide any secrets from me."
The scene then transitions to Samson, Hope and Poppy, sitting around the fire silently. Not even the bubbly Poppy was saying anything.
"That… was a close call… I mean… two votes for me?! One vote from going home?! This is so surreal," exclaimed Hope, sitting on top of a tree branch, looking quite shaken. "I… am trying to be a nicer girl here so I can skate through the competition… but if I'm at risk after just one tribal… I just don't know…"
Hope sighs, shaking her head. The Hoppip then gives Samson a concerned look. The Pansear was still crying from William's harsh words during the tribal. "Sammy… are you okay? You've been crying for minutes now."
"..." Samson just nods, sniffling.
"... I feel bad for Samson," said Poppy in a serious expression, which is out of character for her. "I know how it feels… to feel useless… it's a really messy feeling…"
"... Poppy, what do you mean?" queried Hope, arching a brow with a confused expression. "Did a douche like William… ridicule you?"
"... somewhat like that," Poppy giggles nervously, eyes shifting to the side as she pouts. "It's… personal biz, miz. I can't just spill the beans."
"... you're such a kidder, Pops," Hope giggles stiffly, playfully rolling her eyes.
"My life is only mine to know," explained Poppy with a large pout. "So back off, fangurls! Poppy's not tellin'!"
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SOLARON TRIBE - DAY 4
The next day came quite quickly for the Solaron Tribe. The morale was still high after the win yesterday so no one in particular was worrying.
"I WON!" exclaimed Lori. The Pidgey's ego was still inflated after yesterday as she points to herself. "Only 35 more days until my inevitable win!"
Sitting inside their shelter were Lori, Desiree, Oliver and Jerry. The two latter are both looking annoyed as Lori continued to tell them about her lies. Desiree, on the other, is doing her best to keep her cool.
"-and I've got one million followers on Tweeter!" boasted Lori haughtily.
Desiree silently rolls her eyes before interrupting the bird's tirade, "Errr… Lori, can you talk about something other than your supposed achievements..?" The Meditite sighs, shaking her head.
"... but why?" queried Lori, a little annoyed that the psychic, fighting type interrupted her. "I was just getting to the good part!"
"... uhh… maybe D-Desiree has a point," agreed Oliver with a weak smile. He then scratches the back of his head nervously. "... besides, you've been talking for hours now."
"YEAH! Even I don't talk that much!" said Jerry, nodding rapidly.
Lori growls at them with an annoyed expression. She leans closer to Jerry, jabbing the Loudred's nose with a wing. "Mind you, I won us the last challenge! And you!" She then turns to Oliver with a frown, "You're lucky you're hot! … also, I was the one who made you leader of this tribe!"
"... enough Lori… you need to control yourself," murmured Desiree, closing her eyes and clasping her palms together solemnly. "Emotional breakdowns are a turnoff in Survivor."
"Shut it," huffed Lori, leering at the Meditite. "I don't need to listen to your condescending drivel… all I need to know… is I'm winning this."
"That's a lot of confidence you've got there," commented Jerry with a weak nod.
"Well, of course!" exclaimed Lori, sticking up her beak with a cocky smirk. "You gotta have confidence to get that hella win! For… I am Valoria… Perez!"
"..." The other three in the shelter stayed silent awkwardly, making the little bird blush in embarrassment. "You guys are dumb! I'm the best player in this team… I'm also the future victor too so don't underestimate me!"
"... no offense, little child… but you are overestimating your worth," commented Desiree with a long sigh.
Lori gives the Meditite a weird look, scoffing, "Excuse me?! Are you talking back to your alliance leader?"
"Alliance… leader?" queried Jerry, blinking in surprise. "Are you two… in an alliance?"
Desiree blinks before calmly shaking her head, "Negative… Lori has certain… delusions of how she wants this game to play out… they're not real."
"Hahaha… you were there, so was Katherine… we were in an alliance!" huffed Lori, sneering at the psychic meditator.
"... woah…" muttered Oliver, blinking in disbelief.
"... that was all lies, what Lori said… so editing crew, please don't add that… this isn't my breakout… nor my elimination, I'm just going to lay low until the merge," explained Desiree with a frown.
"... Lori, you just called us for food, remember?" lied Desiree with a small smile.
"For real?" queried Oliver in disbelief. He chuckles nervously, rubbing the back of his head, "I don't remember things clearly… but I don't think that happened."
"... er-hem… then perhaps you're remembering some other event… seeing as Lori and I have never aligned," coughed Desiree, deadpanning.
"... Desiree and Lori aren't in an alliance, right? I trust them… but sometimes, I think that they're hiding secrets from me… especially Lori, who just randomly made me leader," admitted Oliver, rubbing his arm sheepishly.
Katherine yawns as he sits on a rock, watching George slicing an Oran Berry with his hand without any success. He rolls his eyes before interrupting the ghost's actions.
"You've been doing that for a whole whopping thirty minutes already… so give it a rest," suggested Katherine, crossing his arms with a nonchalant expression. "Besides, even if you succeed… you're just going to bruise the whole fruit… or leave nothing at all for you to eat."
"Oh please… this is how I do it back home," scoffed George, rolling his eyes as he attempts to chop the Oran Berry. "Ugh! Is this berry made of metal or something?!"
"..."
"George… is sorta like Lori… but at least George has some common sense… and his antics are borderline hilarious at times," commented Katherine, stifling a chuckle. He then deadpans, "But most of the time, he's annoying and mentally taxing… but it's safe to say that he's staying over Lori."
Katherine sighs, hiding a small smile as he shook his head, "George… if you want, I can help you with that."
"... no… a Zimmer never gives up. Never ever ever never in the land of nevers and evers, I never ever give up!" explained George with a haughty smirk.
"... mkay then," deadpanned Katherine, crossing his arms.
Just then, Arnold and Felicia walks over to the duo with nervous expressions… in Felicia's case, the Amoonguss on the other hand was smiling widely.
Katherine, noticing their arrival, turns to their direction, arching a brow, "Hey… why is Felicia looking so fidgety?"
"Oh? Well… I took her under my wing and we did things in the name of science," explained Arnold with an excited expression. "We poked, we tasted… we discovered!"
"I thought that you were a psychologist?" queried Katherine, blinking in confusion.
"Was a psychologist!" explained Arnold before starting to bluster, "You see… the time is of the essence in the start of the story when back in the old days when I was still a measly little Foongus in the year of 75-"
"Stop… I can't get anything you're saying," stammered Felicia with a weak smile.
"Long story short, I used to be a psychologist… but I'm not anymore… due to recent events," explained Arnold, deadpanning. "They didn't… approve of my methods was what I was told… still confused."
"Well… whatever method you've done… it's probably illegal," intoned Felicia with a nervous chuckle, eyes shifting to the side.
"Arnold is a special snowflake," commented Felicia, perched on top of a tree branch with a concerned expression. "In every class I taught… there's usually the outcast… someone different and… Arnold reminds me of them. Secretive… and somewhat unpredictable. If Arnold was in my class… I would probably give him detention far too many times."
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LUNARIA TRIBE - DAY 4
Poppy is just leaning against her favorite boulder with a sigh. It was already nighttime and the Brionne was still feeling hyperactive as usual, the only problem was the she had nothing to do… like at all. Gretel wasn't bossing anyone around as usual. Daryl was still working out and wasn't nagging the seal.
"Sheeesh… boooredom…" groaned Poppy with an annoyed expression, shaking her head as she traces her finger on the sand. "... I somehow regret casting myself out of Hope and Samson's power duo… maybe I can still get on with it… even though Hope is bleh and so perfect af!"
The Brionne slowly stands up with a determined smirk. Slowly, she puts her flippers on her hips, "This Brionne's ain't going down that easily!"
"Back home, my hobbies were art and shipping… I also dabble in literature," giggled Poppy, sitting on a fallen log with a wide grin. "But I don't want to be known as Poppy the shipper… or Poppy the yaoi lover… I want to be known as Poppy the Poppy since the best you can be is yourself and I'm a firm believer of that… despite my…" Poppy pauses, giggling before continuing, "... eccentric tastes."
The Brionne is now walking over to Samson and Hope, who were just chatting over by the thorn bushes. The Pansear however, was still looking quite sad from last night. Poppy coughs nervously before flopping over to the two friends.
"Er-hem… I know that we got off on the wrong… foot, no offense to you Hope for having no feets, but I'm here to y'know… start all over again," stated Poppy, twiddling her flippers with a grin.
"... excuse me?" queried Hope, twitching a bit. "You voluntarily left last time… so why try to join our friendship power duo afterwards..? Besides… three's a crowd."
"Awww… pweety pwease," pouted Poppy. "I pwomise to be a good Poppy~"
"... okay… I'm actually… tempted to let you join because… you kinda look cute right now," admitted Hope with a small blush. "... but I'm a r-rock! Besides, Samson is my friend… and… he's not feeling okay."
"He looks fine to me!" pointed out Poppy, gesturing to the Pansear, who was blinking in complete and utter confusion.
"... umm… excuse me… why are y-you even here..? After you… left me yesterday," sniffled Samson.
"... dude, I'm going to say sorry right now, mkay?" said Poppy, deadpanning. A second after, the Brionne now sported a really wide grin, bowing her head down, "I'm sorry, Samson and Hope for just ditching you yesterday so insensitively. I promise to not be that immature next time. Running away from your problems won't help anybody."
"... I like that apology," commented Hope with a nod, extending an arm at the Brionne. "I know that this'll make me seem so… trusting but… despite your many faults, I trust and like you, Poppy… so I hope that this time, we'll be better friends."
Poppy eyes the Hoppip's hand warily before shaking it nervously, "Uhh… same, I guess…" The Brionne giggles nervously as the Hoppip releases her hand, retracting it with a smile.
"Well… Poppy… I guess… this will be the start of a beautiful friendship then," said Hope with a warm smile.
"I'm a prickly girl… but I'm at least forgiving," explained Hope, drifting with the wind with a frown. "So I forgave Poppy… and I'm reassured that we have three votes in this game… I only need one more and we have the majority."
Gretel is just seated in the shelter with a frown. Sitting next to her were Yasmine and William. The Spinda was just lying down on the shelter with a deadpan expression while William was staring at the night sky with a frown.
Gretel then clears her throat to get her companions' attention before intoning firmly, "Yasmine and William… seeing as you two are cooperative unlike the others… I believe that an alliance will be useful for us three to outlass the useless dead weights… not Daryl, of course… he's just busy, at the moment."
Yasmine blinks at the sudden request before tapping her chin mumbling, "Will this be best course of action though? You Gretel… are notorious to be bossy, according to Poppy, Hope, Samson, the fallen Andrei and William. While William… you are unpredictable and might backstab the alliance… also your behavior last tribal is not exactly stellar."
"Excuse me?" grumbled William, silently sneering at the Spinda. "It was necessary… if I didn't do that, the votes would've piled up on Gretel and she would've left."
"... did you… vote for Andrei?" queried Yasmine, deadpanning.
"..."
"..."
"NO ONE SAY ANYTHING!" growled Gretel, gritting her teeth. "The last thing I need is an argument… besides, don't you dingdongs noticed… that Hope and Samson are really close and tight… and Poppy might join up with them?! If that's the case, we're dead in the water if we don't cooperate!"
"Dingdongs? That's the worst insult you can give me..? That's just so lowbrow," commented Yasmine flatly.
"Well! Stop using your head and just agree with me!" grunted Gretel with a scowl. "Poppy, Hope and Samson are in the verge of teaming up so we need to make sure that one of them lose next tribal… seeing as one of you assholes might flip."
"What are you even implying?" questioned William, smugly rolling his eyes. "I didn't even backstab anyone last time… I just blindsided Andrei and probably crush his nonexistent dream."
"... well… that's not exactly a trustworthy act soo… as your leader, you need to vote with me… cause we're taking out Poppy," explained Gretel, crossing her arms.
"That… is the worst outcome ever," commented Yasmine, shaking her head. "I rated this team after all, in terms of their threat levels. At the top… are William, Daryl, Hope and Samson, seeing as they have firm bonds with another member in the team and most likely has an alliance."
"Are… you suggesting that you're going to vote me off?" grumbled William, deadpanning.
"Well… no… unless you're against me," explained Yasmine.
"Ughh… if we're going to be an alliance… then at least trust each other!" intoned Gretel sternly. "Sheesh!"
"The stage is set… all I need to do is to make sure that Yasmine, William and Daryl work together so we can all make the merge and potentially win the money," explained Gretel with a determined smirk.
"Hmm… this is getting a bit… lopsided," commented Yasmine, seated inside the shelter with a deadpan expression. "... the so-called dead weight will fight back surely… and I just can't stand William for what he did, stabbing me na Andrei in the back… but Gretel still believes that we can work together?!" The Spinda shook her head, chuckling, "I doubt it… but at least it sheds some light on the happenings last tribal."
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SOLARON TRIBE - DAY 5
The sun is now rising on the fifth day of the competition.
At the moment, at the aptly named Solaron Tribe, Lori, Katherine and Felicia are all sitting around the unlit bonfire, pondering to themselves. The wind is blustering as Lori decided to break the silence.
"Guys! I think that we should drop Desiree!" suggested Lori loudly, pouting and crossing her wings. "She's testing me… and if we go to tribal, this could be our first big move!"
Felicia blinks at Lori's suggestion, cocking her to the side in confusion, "Excuse me? I'm not even in your alliance."
"Weeeell… I decided to add you too since Desiree is obviously out of this alliance," explained Lori, wings on her hips with a determined smirk.
Katherine huffs, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms, "Don't you remember me not even agreeing to this alliance? It was Desiree who did. Besides… Desiree is actually better than half of this team. I mean… Oliver has near to no backbone, Jerry is too loud, George is obnoxious, Arnold is… just creepy while you Lori are really annoying and whiny. Felicia and Desiree are okay."
"Excuse me?!" growled Lori, stomping her foot. "Desiree's going to backstab you too! She's a snake after all! I know this… since I'm the future winner of this show!"
"..."
"Uhhh…" mumbled Felicia, sweating a bit. "Desiree d-did tell me some… things about you…"
Katherine deadpans, turning to the Fletchinder, arching a brow, "Please do tell us, Felicia… I'm dying to know… really."
"Uhh… I d-don't want to, to be honest~ I… Desiree might l-lose trust in me… you see, I'm a teacher back home… and I need to build trust with my students," explained Felicia, eyes shifting to the side. "So… I apologize for this… but I also sworn to secrecy."
"... ugh… you're just making me even more intrigued," groaned Katherine, face-palming. She retracts her hand with a frown, "Felicia… just tell us… if it's about me… it's highly likely that I would've known it before already."
"... b-but… this might ruin my reputation," blustered Felicia, blushing in embarrassment.
"... I like boys that fight back, not going to lie… but I'm here to play… not find a mate…" stammered Felicia, sweating bullets. "Also… I'm a secret keeper, not a secret leaker! I don't know what to do… except sing my panic song, of course…"
"FELICIA, AS THE LEADER OF THIS ALLIANCE… SPILL THE BEANS!" yelled Lori with an annoyed expression.
"I'M NOT EVEN IN THIS ALLIANCE!" Felicia yells back with a frown.
"STOP SHOUTING!" snarled Katherine, holding his head with an annoyed expression. "Felicia… just say it."
"Uhh… I'm not s-so sure… hehehehe~" stammered Felicia, twidling her wings nervously. She cocks her head to the side, sweating bullets. "Can we uh… not have this talk anymore?"
"... I'm starting to get impatient," remarked Katherine, deadpanning. "Besides… isn't it about me?! Why won't you tell me about… me?!"
"... b-but… but…" murmured Felicia, trembling a bit.
"Felicia… I really thought that she's okay… but she's really testing my patience..." commented Katherine, flashing a thumbs down. "If she won't spill… then the secret she's hiding must be severe… and seeing as it's about me… really makes me almost want to kill Desiree and Felicia… almost… I mean… how can they even know about a really severe secret?!"
Meanwhile, near the water were Oliver, Jerry and George. The three boys were just staring at the calm water while Desiree was fishing manually. It was actually calm moment… even George wasn't dampening the mood.
"Moments like this… kinda makes me forget about my worries," admitted Oliver, sheepishly scratching the back of his head. "And… I have a lot of worries… a whole lot… hehehehehe…" The Machoke's voice cracked a bit as he laughed before he faces the camera with a frown.
"... this is… relaxing, folks!" commented Jerry before letting out a hearty chuckle.
"Don't talk… forever, please," groaned George, rolling his eyes. "You're far too loud… and you make my eardrums bleed."
Right there, the relaxing moment was broken.
"SORRY GEORGE!" shouted Jerry, sweating a bit nervously.
"Awks! You're doing it again!" George yells back with an annoyed expression, crossing his arms. "Please just shut up, you doofus… you interrupted my relaxation period!"
"Er… not to be rude… but you were the one who broke your own relaxation," pointed out Oliver with a weak smile. "You called out Jerry… for just talking."
"That's because he was letting out noise pollution!" intoned George, left eye twitching with a forced smile. "And also… I do not carry my earplugs for this occasion… and I really need it right now. Jerry is that loud."
"Ouch… I feel kinda hurt by that," remarked Jerry, frowning at George's rude words.
"Well… you can just leave if you're annoyed by Jerry's naturally loud voice," suggested Oliver.
George scoffs at that, shaking his head and rolling his eyes, "I don't follow orders… I'm the one who give them out to you blind fellows… metaphorically, of course."
"... ookay then…" mumbled Oliver, a bit off put by George's demeanor. "Uhh… then, can you at least be more… open to other people… and be less standoffish and be more… kind?"
"Tch… I'm a Zimmer. Kind isn't my thing," grunted George haughtily.
"Well… stop putting yourself above others then… and be uhh… down to earth," suggested Oliver with a concerned expression. "You're… making yourself an outcast with your… really aggressive? Behavior… you might be even worse than Lori, who's just… really cocky."
"Are you… judging me?" queried George, deadpanning. He grits his teeth, growling, "No. One. Should. Judge. Me!"
"Woah woah woah… I spaced out again… what's happening now?!" questioned Jerry, blinking in surprise.
"This peasant who calls himself leader… is testing me!' explained George, sneering at the Machoke.
"It was Lori-"
"Sorry… but I'm not talking to you… for now…" grumbled George, looking away.
"George… I never pegged him to be a well-" Oliver pauses, eyes shifting to the side before he continued, "- a snob… it's kinda… annoying, to say the least… but I'm not going to lose my cool… never again!" The Machoke smiles nervous, chuckling nervously as well, "S-so, I'm just… going to carry on with a smile… h-hehehehe..."
Desiree and Arnold were both sitting inside their shelter. Desiree was slumped with a bored expression while Arnold was contemplating his lack of fingers.
The Meditite sighs, turning to the mushroom. "Why do I feel like I'm in trouble for petty reasons..?"
"The real question is why do I lack fingers!" Arnold yells back, ignoring Desiree's question, making the psychic fighter sigh in annoyance.
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LUNARIA TRIBE - DAY 5
The Lunaria Tribe were currently all together, sitting around the fire, munching on berries and whatever they could scavenge. Strangely enough, it was amicable, except for the few glares that Gretel was giving Hope's group.
"Despite the… amicable relationships that I have with most of the tribe… I'm quite… nervous..." commented Hope, sweating a bit. "Gretel was glaring at me… when I least expect it… and it makes my skin crawl. I feel that Gretel formed a counter-alliance with Daryl, Yasmine and William… and it just… uuugggh! So unfair!" The Hoppip puffs her cheeks, shaking her head. "I hate her!"
"-and that's how I became addicted to boy's love," finished Poppy, facing Daryl with a giggle. "It was really hot… and quite slippery too, tee hee~"
"That's quite… descriptive," commented William, cringing at Poppy's remarks. "So… please… stop."
"Let her voice out her statements… no matter how… traumatizing they may be," whispered Yasmine with a curt nod, wincing between words. "After all… we all have our guilty pleasures."
"... well… William and I would be more… open, if Poppy actually helped out," drawled Daryl with a deadpan expression. "No offens-" The Drapion pauses, tapping his chin before continuing, "Okay… scratch that… full offense to you Poppy… since you need to wake up… but you're a fucking lazy ass… you need to pull your own weight… I mean, you're lucky just to be here over Andrei."
"... wow… that hurts me, owie!" exclaimed Poppy, pouting as a fake tear slid down here cheek. "I know that I may look so useless and one-note… but I have my dreams too!"
"Oh? Please do tell! I'm curious!" suggested Hope with a chipper smile, giggling.
"Okie dokie then! Gather around… even though it's still afternoon and Solagaleo's awake… let's pretend that we have a campfire burning," started Poppy, cocking her head down with a weak grin. "Uhhh… I was born in… not Alola, haha… surprise? I was born in Johto actually… and it was a cultural region!"
"... I'm also from Johto… and I haven't seen your anywhere there yet… and I should know… I travel a lot…" pointed out William, cocking a brow.
"Weelll… I uhh… stowed away in this cruise ship… which was heading for Alola," explained Poppy, twiddling her flippers with a nervous giggle. "Cuz… Ecruteak is sorta boring… and my passion won't grow, cramped in one small city… so I ran."
"W-wow… won't you miss your family t-though?" queried Samson shakily with a frown.
"..." Poppy looks solemn for a short second before snorting, waving a flipper, "Naw… who cares about family when you have uhh… flippers!"
"... uhh… please continue…" mumbled Yasmine awkwardly.
"Okie dokie!"
"It's kinda weird that I'm just… saying my story without any complaints right after saying days before that I'm not telling," admitted Poppy with a weak smile, clasping her flippers. "Welp… I guess it's because of my compulsive malarky… but oh well, at least… I can clear the air with the others in the team."
"Also… I stowed away in this large cruise ship… and it headed for Alola and I live there now!" finished Poppy, flashing a thumbs up with a grin. "Story over, peeps!"
"... that was quite… abrupt," commented Yasmine with a confused expression. "Surely, there's more to that story… right?"
"Not everyone can be deep, girl~" mused Poppy, flippers on her lap with a weak giggle.
"True," whispered Yasmine, nodding.
"Well… what do we talk about now?" asked William gruffly, crossing his arms. "I didn't just come here to waste my time listening to useless stories."
"Weeeell, you all can share your life stories~" suggested Poppy, winking at the group. "I'm pretty sure Gretel has control freak issues to talk about… and oh! Hope might have her juicy gossips too~"
"Control freak issues?! What the actual fuck are you talking about?!" questioned Gretel, sneering at the Brionne.
"Uhh… I agree with Poppy on this one… you do have control issues," admitted Daryl, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.
"Ohohohoho! Are you questioning my authority?!" scowled Gretel, crossing her arms. "Ohohohohoho, you're going to get a scolding later!"
"Pffft… what?!" smirked William, stifling a chuckle.
"..." The Drapion's eyes then narrows as he shakes his head. "No… I'm not questioning your authority or anything… I'm just confirming the truth… that's all."
"OwO! Did you just call my words the truth?! We must be getting closer then!" exclaimed Poppy with a wide grin. "NOW, OUR HEARTS ARE SYNCHRONIZED AND WE MUST NOW FUSE!"
"Ew…" commented Hope with a disgusted expression before smiling weakly, "Uhh… no offense… but you're quite… unsettling, Poppy…"
"Okay… I'm having second thoughts… on Day 5 too!" muttered Daryl, crossing his arms with a frown. "I think… I'm fine with keeping Poppy… but Gretel… despite being… more helpful than Poppy… is getting on my nerves… and no one ever wants to get on that!"
"Ookay then… enough about silly 'ole me… Yasmine can… uhhh… talk about her life and stuff!" suggested Poppy with a nervous giggle. "How's your life of crime, Yassy?!"
"Don't call me Yassy… ever…" glared Yasmine, crossing her arms with a grunt. The Spinda then composes herself, clearing her throat, "But very well then… I guess… I can indulge you all about my life story… but not too much… seeing as you lot aren't exactly… trustworthy…"
"Just get on with it," grunted William, rolling his eyes.
"Well… I had a normal life… normal mornings… normal everything… but… I always have that feeling… that cruel feeling that someone will just…" The Spinda suddenly shudders mid sentence, covering her eyes. "It's like… the world has become a different shade… every nook and cranny… I felt like something was hiding… creeping… waiting to strike when I'm not prepared… and it's… mentally grating… I feel like I'm losing my mind each second… I even bring a gun with me when I go to work… it's… a confusing feeling… I don't know how it begun… it just… happened… and… it still scares me…"
"... woah… that's kinda deep…" commented Poppy, blinking in surprise. "Makes me rethink about things… but I guess I must be numb to emotions by now, tee hee~"
"... well… my life is basically on display right now… a life… of paranoia… and I don't run away from it… I embrace it… despite how cheesy it may sound," sighed Yasmine with a frown.
"You may think that my life is a mystery… but it's not… it's just laying out in the open… it's crystal clear… I have nothing to hide," explained Yasmine, eyes shifting to the side. "... but everyone else… no… they all have their secrets…"
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SOLARON TRIBE - DAY 6
Lori frowns as she sits on top of a log, glaring at Desiree, who was sitting by the water, meditating. Due to the fact that the sun can barely be seen in the horizon, the duo were the only ones awake… aside from Katherine, who was just crossing his arms in boredom as he sat across Lori.
Katherine rolls his eyes before clearing his throat to get the Pidgey's attention. "Hey… Ms. Salty… are you finished glaring at Desiree? You've been doing that for a whole hour already since you've waked up."
"... I'm not stopping… until Desi's sorry ass is off this game," grumbled Lori with a pout. "And she's going to be voted off… after I pull off the biggest blindside ever!'
"Riiiight… so you think that you're going to succeed," drawled Katherine, furrowing a brow with a nonchalant expression. "I doubt that… you're as obvious as… well… yourself… so Desiree's going to catch on."
"Welll? Don't you hate Desiree for knowing your deepest darkest secret?!" pointed out Lori, sneering at the Kirlia.
"... somewhat…" replied Katherine before deadpanning, "But I'm not petty about it… and I don't want to take her out just because of that… same goes for Felicia."
"... you're the worst alliance mate ever…" commented Lori with a disappointed look.
"How am I going to win if my alliance is made of a bunch of pansies?!" questioned Lori with an appalled expression. "I want a team of winners… that are stupid so that they won't dethrone the true winner… but Katherine and Felicia are losers… awks!"
Desiree, finishing with her meditation session, decides to walk over to the duo with an arched brow. The Meditite frowns, crossing her arms.
"... what are you two sitting together, being an obvious alliance?" asked Desiree smugly. "Don't you know any subtlety?"
"Hmph!" huffed Lori, rolling her eyes and ignoring the Meditite's words.
"... are you still mad about… me… denying this alliance's existence in front of Oliver and Jerry?" queried Desiree before face-palming. "Good grief… alliances are meant to be hidden, bozo… if they knew then it would be useless."
"... I'm going to be straight with you but… Lori just kicked you out of her self-proclaimed alliance," revealed Katherine bluntly with a bored expression. "... so yeah… and she's planning to get you out."
Lori scowls at the Kirlia openly revealing her plans, "Excuse me?! I wasn't going to do that! Are you making up lies since you know that I'm going to win if you don't take me out now?! Well… that's inexcusable… ARCEUS! Why is this alliance so hard to control?"
"I didn't even agree to this alliance!" pointed out Katherine with a frown.
"And I'm not going back to the alliance after what Katherine said," added Desiree calmly.
"Excuse me?!"
"Yep… so sorry Lori… I'm leaving," scoffed Desiree, walking away with a nonchalant expression with Katherine following, giving the Lori a smirk.
"I'm… not mad, strangely enough," commented Desiree with a coy smirk. "It's just Lori… what's the worst that she can do to me anyway? Besides… nearly everyone here can't stand her… so she needs to be super lucky if she wishes to survive one tribal council… also… she's too cocky… that it makes me gag, tch!"
As the duo reaches their team's shelter, they both sat down… before breaking into laughter.
"Pffffft… Lori is deluded," commented Desiree, playfully rolling her eyes with a chuckle. "She actually thinks that she can blindside me?!"
Katherine chuckles in agreement before stopping to talk, "Real talk though… what if you, Felicia and I make an alliance… without Lori, of course… we'll get the upper hand over the others… if they don't team up, of course."
"I was thinking the same thing actually…" admitted Desiree, a small smirk creeping on the side of her face.
As Katherine was about to reply, Jerry begins to stir in his sleep, mumbling loudly, "Ughh… Jeff… please don't snuff my torch… I want to win…"
Desiree blinks before cocking her head to the side, "Er… let's bring this conversation elsewhere… it seems that the others might soon wake up… seeing as Jerry… gives me a headache everytime he speaks… and it wakes me up every night he talks in his sleep… which is every night we've been here."
"I feel at ease at the time being… I may not trust Katherine… but at least, I feel that we can at least be in a stable alliance together… let's just hope for the best that the others don't catch on," murmured Desiree, squatting on a rock with a frown. She then sighs, eyes shifting to the side, "But… somehow… I'm still worried… but only a little…"
"Welp, that just happened… I'm in an alliance with good ole Desiree… and I'm kinda fine with that even though she someone knows one of my secrets… but thems the break, I have a competition to win," shrugged Katherine before letting out a hearty chuckle. "And if this doesn't work out, I can just group with Jerry and Oliver, seeing as Jerry's smitten with me… and I have a way to get Oliver on my side. Life is great for this Kirlia!"
Moments after Katherine and Desiree left the vicinity, George's eyes fluttered open as a smirk crept up the Gengar's face. He slowly sat up, chuckling as he twiddles his fingers.
"No secret can ever escape me!" intoned George cockily, only to be interrupted by Arnold sitting up with a dazed expression.
"Wuh? What's going on… George? Why are you awake..? According to my data, you're usually asleep at this time being… is something the matter..? Did you perchance overhear something crucial? Judging from your loud cackles, I can deduce so."
"Shut up, Arnold! This is my information… get your own," scoffed George, rolling his eyes with an annoyed expression.
"Hmmm?"
"Argggh! Why must you test me? Are you trying to be an even bigger annoyance than Lori?!" growled George before deadpanning, "You can't get it out of me!"
"... I see… now, I am… intrigued… and as a scientist, I feel that I must know about what you are hiding…" murmured Arnold, arching a brow.
"... I'm leaving…" George just states firmly, standing up to leave. The Amoonguss blinks in confusion before nodding.
"I see… oh well, that's that," shrugged Arnold before collapsing on the shelter with a yawn.
"So Katherine and Desiree apparently has this alliance… and I'm going to be the one shattering it to pieces… then from those pieces, I will build a whole new alliance… most likely with Oliver and Jerry, since they're the only ones not in Katherine and Desiree's coalition that I can stand," said George, leaning against the mountain with a bored expression.
-000-
LUNARIA TRIBE - DAY 6
Meanwhile at the Lunaria Tribe, Gretel has gathered her alliance near the cave entrance. She had a stern look as she begins to speak.
"Okay… I called you all here… on the topic of this wretched team."
Yasmine groans in annoyance, crossing her arms, "Is this about Poppy smack talking you in front of your face… and Daryl agreeing with her?"
"Wow… that's petty," snorted William, rolling his eyes.
"It's not petty! I'm just… I just…"
"Feel petty?" suggested William with a playful smirk. "Face it… you have a hate boner for Poppy… and I just… feel like it's petty."
"Is questioning my leadership petty then, William?!" scowled Gretel, sneering at the Dragonite.
"Yes," answered William smugly.
"You lost against a fucking bird, may I remind you! You can't talk back at me!" pointed out Gretel, gritting her teeth.
Yasmine face-palms, shaking her head before drawling nonchalantly, "Gretel… stop trying to bring up matters that don't matter anymore."
"Well… it matters to me!" exclaimed Gretel.
"I'm not going to say anything else… I want this alliance to stay intact after all…" sighed Yasmine, frowning at the Graveler.
"Gretel… is a bit… uh… how do I put it… unstable? She gets tense whenever someone questions her leadership and I'm quite put off with that… if we weren't in an alliance, I would avoid her at all costs… I mean… people like her are usually the ones who stab you in the back… and enjoy it," intoned Yasmine with a shudder.
"Okay then… if now that I'm in control… let me speak," grunted Gretel, clearing her throat. "Yasmine… already said what I was about to bring up… but who cares about that… r-right?!" Her voice grew shaky with every word, confusing her teammates.
A smirk then forms on her face. "Let's jump… to more important business that doesn't involve me!"
"Hmm… I can see where this is going…" whispered Yasmine with a curt nod. "Are we going to… discuss about our options in case this team goes to tribal?"
"Of course!"
"Well then! Let's do th-" started William only to blink in confusion. "Wait… where's Daryl? I thought that we're getting him on the alliance?"
Yasmine blinks at the revelations then looks around frantically, "Oh boy… this doesn't look good…" She sighs, turning back to her allies with a frown, "Daryl… might be… against you Gretel… and by extension… this alliance… he's most likely with Hope's core group… which is bad… really bad."
"WHAT?! HOW DARE HE?!" screeched Gretel, eyes bloodshot as the boulder gritted her teeth. "Well… he's not we-"
"Wait… stop… if Daryl isn't with us… he might join Hope's group and boot us all off!" pointed out William with a miffed expression. "After all… four is greater than three!"
"OH FUCK! We need to get him back then!" grumbled Gretel, crossing her arms with a reluctant expression.
"Obviously… or we can just get Poppy to our side," said Yasmine solemnly.
"... of course not! I hate Poppy more than Daryl!" snarled Gretel, glaring at the Spinda for her suggestion.
"But Poppy might be easier to sway than Daryl," pointed out Yasmine, face-palming. "Daryl is far too… unpredictable… and he has you and Hope in the bottom of his favorite tribemates list… I'm sure of it…"
"... no means no… we're still getting Daryl back!" yelled Gretel, pointing at the sky with a determined look.
"... I don't feel exactly optimistic about this," drawled Yasmine, giving the Graveler a look.
"... I hate to agree with the paranoid freak… but she has a point," agreed William with a concerned expression. "We need to just go with Yasmine's suggestion and get Poppy on our side."
"Excuse me?! That's a worse idea!" commented Gretel with a scowl.
"... hmm… maybe… since Poppy might not even bother working with us, seeing as you're right here…" murmured Yasmine, closing her eyes to think. "... maybe… we can get Hope and Samson… both of them… to work with us.
"I don't think they're willing to work with us," frowned William with an unsure expression.
"... maybe… but I have… my methods," assured Yasmine, gaining a small smirk. "Just leave it all to me."
"Are you going to send them death threats?" joked William.
"No," Yasmine said simply, deadpanning.
"Okay then! It's settled! We have a concrete plan… let's just hope it works out… meeting adjourned!" exclaimed Gretel, calming down a bit from her previous temper flares.
"We have a stable plan… which is surprising seeing as everyone here is a fucking knucklehead… they all don't listen to the only voice of reason… me! ARRRRGH!" exclaimed Gretel with a frustrated look.
Sitting at the tribe's shelter were the other half of the tribe. Hope and Samson exchanged a confused expression before eyeing Daryl warily.
"This… is a really strange setup," remarked Hope, sweating a bit with a nervous giggle. "Uhh… Daryl… shouldn't you be… with the others… y'know… the strong people?"
"..." Daryl deadpans, giving the Hoppip a look. "Excuse me?"
"... I just feel generally uncomfortable that you're sitting with us," explained Hope, chuckling nervously.
"This is fine, Hope! It's not like he's doing anything illegal!" pouted Poppy, winking mischievously. "We can… y'know… be his friendo! That'd be cool, woo!"
"B-but… P-Poppy, isn't he part of Gretel's g-group?" stammered Samson with a sniffle. "Maybe… he's just… using us…"
"That's a valid theory, Sammy!" remarked Hope, nodding in agreement.
"... I'm not here to use you… I'm not spying on you either," assured Daryl, giving Hope a frown. "I'm just here… to… sit and talk with you."
"Hahahaha… I thought you hated me," giggled Poppy, pouting at the Drapion.
"..." Daryl was silent, making Hope arch a brow.
"She has a point… you showed… negative emotions towards her… and you're not even particularly close with me or Sammy either," added Hope, eyes narrowing in suspicion.
"... I had second thoughts, okay!" spat Daryl with a frustrated expression. "I… uhh… disliked Poppy for being lazy… but after hearing her story… I was wondering… where did all of that laziness even come from… I got… intrigued."
"Sooo… you want to hear more about Poppy's weirdo runaway story?" queried Hope with an unsure expression. "She told us everything already."
"It's not just that… I think Gretel's targeting Poppy… so I'm here to warn you," explained Daryl.
"Gee golly! Why are you warning me?!" questioned Poppy, arching a brow with a wide grin. "If you really disliked me, you would've just let me go home, riiiiight?"
"... because I want Gretel to go home… she's annoying… and I just realized that she's not even that more useful than you, Poppy!" exclaimed Daryl, flailing his appendages for emphasis.
"Oh? So you're flipping on them and voting with us?" queried Hope with an interested look. As the Drapion just nods, the Hoppip giggles in delight.
"Oh yay! Thanks Daryl! Now, we can take out Gretel and be the majority!"
Samson smiles a bit with a nod, "Y-yeah, now we no longer have to w-worry about being voted off anytime soon…"
"I'm so happy right now… I'm actually screaming inside!" cooed Hope with an enthusiastic expression as she faced the camera. "With Daryl on our side, not only do we have an extra vote… we also have a meat shield in case they have an idol! So this game's going to be easy mode for this Hoppip!"
"Ookay… so what now… what do we talk about? I'm bored… and I'm not going to talk strategy," asked Daryl with a bored expression.
"Uhh… we can talk about…" Hope started only to be flustered midway. Hope then turns to Samson with a pout.
"Sooo… Sammy, what do you want to talk about… I'm all out of ideas?" Hope asked her friend with a frown.
"Uhh… I'm n-not exactly sure," stammered Samson, sweating nervously.
"Well… we can talk about love," mused Poppy with a lighthearted giggle.
Hope gives the Brionne a awkward look, "Love? Is that all you talk about?!"
"Weell… It warms my heart to see love," explained Poppy, blushing in embarrassment. "And shipping is one of my major hobbies… but I don't wanna be defined by it… so let's taalk bout somethin' else… liiiikkkke… food stuffs!"
"Too much carbs," commented Hope, shrugging. "I… mostly don't eat too."
"Weeeell, live a little and we can all have a feast composing of Oran Berries and sunshine!" suggested Poppy, clapping her flippers with a giggle.
"... that actually sounds nice," remarked Hope, nodding in agreement.
"Yeah… I'm starving," said Daryl, smiling a bit.
"Well… I'm surprised that I actually enjoy their company..." comment Daryl, leaning against a tree, eyes shifting to the side. "... it's quite surprising… I also think that we're all in the same age group too… I also feel that I can trust them… weird feeling."
The group of four were now sitting around the fire, having a snack. Poppy was eating Pecha Berries while the others were eating Oran Berries.
"Yum! I almost forgot that Pecha Berries were this delicious!" cooed Poppy, devouring a whole Pecha Berry, leaving some stains on her mouth.
"Same with Oran Berries," added Daryl, eating his berrywhole.
"This with the sunshine makes my heart shine!" giggled Hope with a warm smile, making Samson blush, looking away.
"Yeppers! We need to do this more often!" said Poppy, brushing off the stain off her mouth with a wide grin.
"I guess… it feels nice to forget about the game for a short while," admitted Daryl, smirking.
"That moment… despite being short and it was just us eating berries… was OMG, it was so good feely!" exclaimed Poppy, standing on top of a rock, flippers raised with a wide maniacal grin. "And adrenaline rush is beginning and I am screaming, weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! So much fun!"
Yasmine's eyes narrow as she is leaning against a dead tree, watching Hope's group eat from afar. Sitting next to her was William.
"Look at them… obvious alliance, right?" remarked Yasmine, deadpanning before turning to William with a frown, "William… I'm going to break that fellowship apart… and I'm not going to regret it…"
"That's cold," commented William with a stiff chuckle.
"It's necessary… it's also necessary that we ditch Gretel for Hope and Samson."
"For real?" queried William, cocking a brow curiously.
"... yes… if Hope and Samson are going to agree to flip… they need to be in the majority. If we don't drop Gretel… then they'll feel like joining us is useless and will just prolong their stay… they need to feel safe, this alliance needs to be a longterm one," explained Yasmine, clasping her paws.
"... but won't this end in a deadlock between us and them?" pointed out William, crossing his arms with a frown.
"... well… it won't end like that, William… you forgot about Daryl, don't you?" reminded Yasmine.
"Wait… we're dropping both Poppy and Gretel… and take in Daryl, Hope and Samson?!" questioned William in disbelief.
"Yes… we take Hope and Samson first… then Daryl seperately… then we divide this tribe into three… I group with Hope and Samson… you with Daryl… then the outsiders are dropped." explained Yasmine.
"That's… a bit complicated," admited William, rubbing his arm with an unsure expression.
"... a bit… it's still a work in progress… but I think it'll work… in my head, it checks out…" mumbled Yasmine nonchalantly. "We're just putting up a facade that my group is against yours… to prevent them from working together… while Gretel and Poppy are in the sidelines…"
"... I can find a lot of problems with that… so can't we just stick with Gretel's plan of taking out Poppy with you just recruiting Hope and Samson… that's less complicated and easier," pleaded William with a semi-worried expression.
"... I'm not sure if that's enough…" admitted Yasmine, deadpanning.
"But still… creating three sides?! Also, how are you going to get Hope and Samson to turn on Daryl?!" questioned William.
"... Poppy, of course," answered Yasmine, gaining a devious smirk.
"What?" queried William, getting intrigued at the Spinda's subtlety.
"... we make Daryl think that Hope and Samson are untrustworthy… by making them backstab their ally, Poppy," explained Yasmine, annoyed by the Dragonite's constant questioning. "And I already have a plan in mind."
"Ookay…" muttered William, eyes narrowing.
"Yasmine is insane!" roared William with a frown. "For a paranoid freak… she's thinking up of a plans like a mastermind… and she actually thinks it will work?! Hell no! It won't… she needs to just realize that sometimes you need to play it simple."
-000-
IMMUNITY CHALLENGE - DAY 6
The viewers are first treated with a bird's eye view of the challenge area. The same mats from the last episode are in the area, lying where they were. Standing on the black mat were the eight members of the winning tribe last episode, Solaron. The other mat, on the other hand, was currently vacant.
The polite host of the show, Albert stood in front of the two mats with a wide grin, "Let's bring in the Lunaria Tribe… Andrei voted off last tribal council." The aforementioned tribe walks out of a cave with a frown taking their place on the yellow mat with the Solaron tribe not looking surprised with the results of their rival tribe's first tribal.
The Alakazam grinned as he begins to explain the challenge, "Is everyone prepared for the second immunity challenge?"
Lighthearted voices of yes rang through the remaining castaways.
"Alright… here's how it's going to go…" started Albert, gesturing to two panels behind him. "Behind me are panels… on it, you need to insert large pieces of a jigsaw puzzle… and form an image. Specifically, the logo for this season. However, this isn't just that simple. All of the puzzle pieces are inside bags hidden around the area… underwater, inside caves, the possibilities are endless. The first tribe to form the image wins immunity."
The castaways look determined. The challenge wasn't that difficult for them.
"Alright… castaway get into positions…" started Albert as the castaways prepared themselves. "For immunity… Survivors Ready… GO!"
And with the psychic type's words, the castaways were now scrambling to search for the puzzle pieces. Poppy, Desiree and Daryl headed to the water's edge, diving into the water to search for bags. Yasmine, Gretel, Hope, Lori and Oliver quickly runs into the cave that the Lunaria tribe exited from. The rest were searching the plateau.
"The search is underway! Who will win?" Albert asks rhetorically with a smirk. "This challenge is simple but let's see how our castaways fare."
"Oh fuck! Are the bags the same color as the ground or something?!" questioned Katherine, searching the plateau with an annoyed expression.
Oliver then rushes out of the cave with a red bag, nearly out of breath. The Machoke rushes to the panel. He slowly opens the bag, grabbing a large puzzle piece inside.
Hope huffs as she rushes out of the cave as well with a red bag with a frown. She floats over to the panel, dropping the bag's contents on the panel with a huff. With a determined grin, she begins to arrange them.
Katherine huffs, rolling his eyes with an annoyed expression as he searches even harder.
The challenge continued normally with Poppy, Desiree, Gretel and Arnold all returning to their tribe's panel with a red bag. Oliver and Hope were the ones arranging the pieces being brought. Unluckily, most of the pieces being brought were duplicates of pieces already found.
Desiree frowns as she walks over to Oliver, "Oliver… I think I should be the one arranging the puzzle."
"Uhh… sure?" replied Oliver with an unsure expression.
The fighting type blinks as the Meditite gently nudges him out of the panel's way and continues her team's puzzle over him. With a sigh, Oliver decided to search for more bags.
"The tribes are currently neck-to-neck as both have nearly the same amount of bags in their possession but of course, only one tribe will win," narrated Albert in anticipation. As he says this, Lori and Samson finally returns from their search for bags, quickly sprinting to their tribe's respective panels.
Lori growls as she notices that Desiree was arranging their tribe's puzzle. With a huff, she kicks the Meditite, to no avail. She pouts at her failure, "Desi! Let me do the puzzle! I'm a pro at puzzles!"
"... no… I'm doing well alone," drawled Desiree nonchalantly, ignoring the Pidgey.
The Pidgey pouts as she just stood there, sneering at the Meditite.
Poppy, who returns with another bag, notices the tension between the two as she walks over to her tribe's panel before giggling, "Ah tension… it's great when it benefits you~" She then quickly hands over her bag to Hope, who adds its contents to a large pile of puzzle pieces forming on the panel, surprising the Brionne.
Meanwhile, Lori just watches Desiree arrange her tribe's puzzle impatiently. "..."
The Meditite then grins, "Only… one more pie-"
"Let me do it!" growled Lori, kicking the panel violently… and surprisingly enough, it was strong enough to topple it… dropping the pieces on it, even the ones already placed.
"... it seems that because of intervention from Lori, the Solaron tribe have to try again with their puzzle… while the Lunaria tribe are ahead with them already," said Albert, watching the scene unfold with an amused expression.
Poppy giggles at this, turning to Hope, "Quickly Hope… while they're in a tizzy!"
Desiree growls at Hope, crossing her arms, "Fine! You do the puzzle! We're losing either way because. Of. You!"
"... You know what? No… you do it… I'm not leaving anyway!" huffed Lori, walking away from the toppled panel.
The Meditite deadpans as she turns to look at her tribe's toppled panel. "... fuck this shit…" Desiree sighs in exasperation as she proceeded to move the panel upright so she can continue with the challenge.
Katherine, who was looking around the plateau, notices the Meditite's trouble. He sighs as he decides to walk over.
"Desiree… what happened?"
"... Lori kicked it… and it all fell to the ground," explained Desiree, deadpanning. "We… won't-"
As Desiree said this, Hope and Poppy raises their appendages with wide grins.
"WE FINISHED, ALLY! WE DONE! C'MERE SO WE CAN WIN!" exclaimed Poppy, flailing her flippers cheerily.
The Alakazam crosses his arms as he walks over to the Lunaria tribe's panel. He looks at the puzzle formed… before smirking, flashing a thumbs up, "That's a wrap!"
-000-
The two tribes were now standing on their tribe's respective mats. The Solaron tribe mostly looks downcast with Desiree glaring at Lori while the Lunaria tribe seems relieved that they won.
With that, the Lunaria Tribe wins immunity and won't return to tribal council later tonight!" announced Albert with a curt nod, staring at the remaining seven members of the tribe. He then turns to the opposing tribe with a frown. "I wish I can say the same for you… but let's hope that this challenge taught you that the mistake of one person can ruin your whole game. I'll be seeing you at tribal council. That is all. You may all head back to camp."
The scene fades into black as the two tribes started to make their way back to camp. Most with sombert expressions for the impending tribal.
-000-
LUNARIA TRIBE - DAY 6
The mood at the Lunaria tribe camp was quite amicable as they won the challenge. Most of them are relieved that they didn't even need to worry about tribal for the next few days.
"OMG! WE WON! WONNNNNNN! That means… you get to see more of me for the next three days!" exclaimed Poppy, standing on top of a large boulder with a wide maniacal grin. "And I'm so okie dokiely having the time of my life! I'm basically tripping over mounds on the ground, it's hilarious!"
Yasmine, Daryl and Hope were all seated around the fire with relieved expressions. Even Yasmine wasn't feeling the need to strategize as she was slouching on a log with a weak grin.
"... guys… I'm glad that we won! Shows that we work well as a team!" chirped Hope with a warm smile. "I hope that we win every challenge so we don't have to vote anyone off after Andrei!"
"That… is the ideal scenario," commented Yasmine with a drowsy look. "But for now… I want sleep… and rest… I'm tired."
"Yeah… tribal is stressful," agreed Daryl, nodding with a smirk. "Also… Hope, you did well… for the second time in a row, even though we lost the last challenge."
"Well, thank you! I'm just lucky, I guess," giggled Hope.
"... actually exceeding my expectations, are you?" smirked Yasmine, leaning closer to the Hoppip. "For a Hoppip… you seem really capable… you're dangerous, maybe."
"Tee hee~ I'm a good girl, I assure you," assured Hope with a light-hearted chuckle.
"We did good… and I might've misjudged Hope… not all Hoppip are weak-ass, I guess… need to remind myself that," intoned Daryl, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "... I guess I have to also start not judging Pokemon by what species they are too…"
"... I relax… I can relax… I can assure you," drawled Yasmine, leaning against a tree, eyes closed. "I need to relax… since if we lose, tension will be high and blood vessels will burst. But for now… no strategy talk, just standard confessional content and talk about my emotions… which is weird… but I must digress."
"... I'm not talking," Hope says simply with a weak smile.
-000-
SOLARON TRIBE - DAY 6
The Solaron Tribe returns to their camp with sour expressions from their loss. Most of them were glaring at Lori. As they reached their camp, they scrambled to start planning for the upcoming tribal.
"We lost… it's sucks," commented Oliver with a nervous chuckle. "... and I don't want to see anyone leave… maybe Lori but… I just don't know."
Desiree quickly gathers everyone at the shelter with a frown, arms crossed.
"Okay… I called you right here… so that we can reach a consensus," declared Desiree with a stern expression. "... we're all voting off Lori."
"WHAT?!" squawked Lori in disbelief. "EXCUSE ME?!"
"You did cost us the challenge…" pointed out Felicia with an unsure expression.
"EXCUSE ME?! VOTE OFF DESIREE, NOT ME!" snarled Lori with a scowl.
"... hmmm.. Felicia has a point surprisingly," commented George, deadpanning.
"You see, Lori… you're a blemish on this tribe," explained Desiree with a smirk. "No one would miss you…"
"Desiree… you're a bitch!" spat Lori, sneering at the Meditite. "Don't listen to this two-faced Meditite! She's fucking crazy… also… I won us the first challenge."
"... that was only one challenge… you lost us this one," deadpanned Desiree impatiently.
"..." The Pidgey lets out a frustrated growl before stomping away in anger. The remaining seven tribemates all blinked in surprise.
"Well… she left… calmer than expected," commented Desiree.
"... tribal's about to start in a few more minutes… let's do what we can until then…" murmured Arnold, walking away slowly.
Desiree just sighs as the group quickly disperses.
"Well… I hope Lori has packed… cause she's going… not feeling bad for her," remarked Desiree with a confident expression. She then sighs, shaking her head, "However… I just need to make sure that everyone is okay with that… that's why I called them all to the shelter… let's just hope that Lori does leave."
Lori is hyperventilating as she faces Oliver, Jerry and Arnold, who all had confused expressions.
"Okay… I called you all here… since we're gonna blindside someone and I need all of your help," breathed Lori, gritting her teeth.
"... excuse me? N-no offense… but I was v-voting for you," stammered Oliver with a weak smile.
"WERE YOU GOING WITH DESIREE'S FUCKING PLAN INSTEAD OF THE WINNER'S?! THEN… LEAVE!" growled Lori, sneering at the Machoke.
The Machoke gulps, nodding weakly. "O-okay…" The fighting type then slowly walks away from the group, constantly glancing at the Pidgey.
As the Oliver was soon out of earshot, Arnold speaks out, "Soooo… do we vote off Oliver now?"
"... woah… we're going to blindside Oliver?!" questioned Jerry blinking in confusion. Before Arnold spoke up, the clueless Loudred was spacing out as always.
"... heavens no!" spat Lori with a scowl. "I called you both here… to vote Desiree off… she's becoming an annoying poophead!"
"... that's not exactly a valid point," remarked Arnold with an unamused expression. "I mean… Desiree's argument makes more sense… you need to reinforce your beliefs if you want to win, Lori."
"Hmph! Only my opinions matter since I'm the winner!" huffed Lori stubbornly.
"... you also need to work on your mannerisms," added Arnold, deadpanning. "You're way too caught up in that little fantasy you have… and it's quite amusing to watch."
"H-hey! D-don't just say that like I'm just a t-toy!" huffed Lori, blushing in embarrassment.
"... understood… but we're voting out Desiree, right? I… am officially agreeing to your terms… since Desiree is way more threatening than you," nodded Arnold with a smirk. "Then… you can be my lab assistant."
"... uhh… sure?" answered Lori with an unsure expression.
"I guess…" shrugged Jerry, not caring at all.
"OH YES! WITH OUR THREE VOTES, WE JUST MIGHT HAVE A CHANCE!" exclaimed Lori, flapping her wings with a grin.
"Not yet… we still need George to vote with us… and Felicia to flub it up for the other side," explained Arnold with a confident grin.
"... why Felicia specifically though?" asked Jerry, spacing out once more. "I'm confused."
"... you'll just know when we get to tribal… for now, we wait," said Arnold.
"... okay… I'm not going to scream… or be boi- ugh! Forget it! Lori is here to win! And I'm not going to back down!" exclaimed Lori, flailing her wings with a wide grin. "SO WATCH OUT… FOR VALORIA PEREZ!"
Katherine and Felicia are currently sitting by the fire pit. They were both in a heated conversation.
"Felicia… we need to make sure that you vote with us, so please… vote Lori, mkay?" pleaded Katherine with a frown.
The Fletchinder blinks before smiling weakly, "Uhh… s-sure… I'm not used to random Pokemon just begging… looks weird."
"Felicia… this is real talk. Lori's prolly doing something… and Desiree's confident that it won't work… but for that reason, I'm quite uneasy," explained Katherine sternly. "... so we need the full cooperation of you, Desiree, George, Oliver, Jerry, Arnold… and I so that Lori can be voted off in a clean vote, no backstabbing."
"... a school environment is filled with trust and love… but I don't expect that… in well… a game like this," commented Felicia with an unsure expression.
"... true… but it's Lori. No one would miss her," pointed out Katherine. "Sooo… we can have our trust and love now… then just backstab each other willy-nilly in the next tribal. Easy as that."
"... hmmm…" The Fletchinder looks deep in thought, stroking her chin with a wing. "... maybe… perhaps… I'm not exactly sure."
"... be sure, Felicia… we don't need any uncertainty for the vote," frowned Katherine with an uneasy expression.
"... I'm s-sorry if I'm not making matters any easier," stammered Felicia nervously. "It's just that… I'm not so good with confrontations."
"This is not a confrontation, Fely!" exclaimed Katherine, face-palming in exasperation.
"I'm not so sure, judging by your tone," pointed out Felicia with a nervous chuckle.
"Felicia… it's not that serious. It's just voting out Lori. That's it," deadpanned Katherine, starting to twitch.
The Fletchinder's eyes then shift to the side nervously, "Okay then… I can do that…"
Katherine smiles a bit at the firebird's response, nodding curtly, "Good… then I feel safer now." The Kirlia then slowly stands up with a small nod, "I'll be leaving now… I'll see you later."
"Okay," answered Felicia as the Kirlia started to walk away.
"Felicia… is quite weird, to say the least," commented Katherine, leaning against a tree with a frown. "She apparently knows something about me… that's soooooo deep and dark that she won't tell me, same with Desi… and you know what? I'm fine with that. Let them know my secrets and never tell me how they know. It's natural, I guess."
"... Katherine… being forceful was quite… attractive… but I do not want to have romantic tension with my students!" huffed Felicia, sweating bullets. "Also… I wish I can say that voting off Lori is easy… but it's not… honest!"
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TRIBAL COUNCIL - DAY 6
The next scene then shows the eight members of the Solaron Tribe, seated at the Tribal Council area that the opposing tribe visited nights ago. Facing them was Albert, who is smiling in anticipation.
"Welcome Solaron Tribe… to your first tribal council for the season… and last tribal council for whoever is voted off tonight," started Albert, pausing for suspense. He smiles as he clears his throat, "Felicia… how was the state of camp for the past few days?"
"It was good, I guess," commented Felicia with a weak smile. "It was cold… and it slightly makes my wings stiff… but it's cool. But… I'm more worried about the tribe, to be honest. George is annoying people. Lori is being a brat, no offense. And the rest, are just being hurtful."
"Annoying?!" scoffed George, sneering at the Fletchinder. "I am absolutely not annoying. If anyone's annoying, it's Lori."
"WHAT?!" exclaimed Lori with a scowl forming on her face.
"Lori… what's your input regarding your tribe's perspective of your personality and such?" queried Albert, arching a brow.
"I. Am. Awesome," Lori states simply. "I won us the first challenge… so they have absolutely no right to talk back at me… like savages!"
"That was only one challenge," pointed out Desiree, deadpanning as she crosses her arms. "Also… you're not acting your age. You're far too immature."
"How dare you, Desiree?! After I asked you to be in my alliance… this is how you treat me?!" seethed Lori, frustrated with the Meditite's retort.
"... you're stupid enough to reveal your own alliance," drawled Desiree coldly.
"HELLO?! I'M JUST BEING HONEST!"
"Guys… please be civil," frowned Felicia, shaking her head.
"... no, Lori is getting on my last nerve… and I would feel better if you all vote her off."
"YOU SUCK, DESI!" screamed Lori, sneering at the psychic fighter.
"... when we make it back to camp… both of you will get a time-out," murmured Felicia with an annoyed expression.
Katherine then perks up, arching a brow, "Woah… Felicia… you're not making sense all of a sudden."
"W-what?!"
"Katherine… do elaborate on that," requested Albert.
"Well… Felicia just stated both of them will get a timeout… when we make it back to camp. She's assuming that both of them won't get voted off," explained Katherine. His eyes narrow, "Unless… are you going to backstab us?"
"W-what?! Of course n-not!" stammered Felicia, eyes nervously shifting to the side.
"Who are you voting for then?"
"... s-someone…"
"Hmmm… that is suspicious," remarked Arnold. "... but who cares?! Felicia is a teacher, not a mastermind."
"T-that…" mumbled Felicia, smiling weakly. "Can't we just talk about Desiree and Lori again?"
"Are you pushing the blame on me?!" yelled Lori, eyes bugging out. "I did nothing wrong!"
"... pffft, you're a liar," Desiree said calmly.
"Desiree… what do you mean about that?"
"Well! Lori has been forming alliances left and right. I'm pretty sure she has an 'alliance' with everyone," deadpanned Desiree, a bit miffed. "Lori's not exactly subtle… and I bet that she called some people before tribal to vote with her… but who cares?! She's dead in the water anyway."
"Lori, were Desiree's words true?"
"... N. O," said Lori, gritting her teeth. "I am not the alliance builder here! It's Desiree! She's a conniving she-devil… and she's definitely evil and her goal is to stop the true winner from winning… that's the only solution that exists. End of story."
"She's right, y'know," chuckled George.
"Excuse me? George, what are you talking about?!" asked Desiree, crossing her arms.
"I heard it all. Katherine and Desiree are in cahoots… and they plan to take Felicia with them," explained George with a confident smirk.
"WHAT?!" squawked Lori in anger..
"... that's true?" asked Oliver, smiling weakly. "I don't exactly… trust you. Besides, Katherine and Desiree seems… okay, I guess."
"Oliver, I think that George's words may hold some validity," said Arnold with a chuckle. "I can see it in his face."
"Oh… sheesh… for a leader, I don't know stuff," intoned Oliver, smiling weakly.
"Ahem. Can we stop with this nonsense and just start the voting?"
"Of course… it's actually a good time to vote… when the tension is still fresh. Jerry, you're up."
As the Loudred stands up to vote, Desiree frowns in discontent.
"I can't believe it… George. Lori. You two are both speaking bullshit… and I don't like it," remarked Desiree, crossing her arms with an annoyed expression.
"Alright, Oliver?" said Albert as Jerry returns to his seat. Oliver sighs standing up. With a weak smile, he walks over to the hut. He quickly scribbles down a name on the parchment provided before returning to his seat.
Shots of Arnold, Felicia and Katherine walking over to the hut can then be seen.
Lori frowns as she shows her vote, which had Desi on it, to the camera with a growl, "Desi… you were boring! So I won't miss you when you leave… also you're a massive bitch that should be banned in Survivor. You do not understand me!"
Desiree's vote scene came afterwards. The Meditite has a deadpan expression as she shows her parchment saying, "Lori". "I need to keep this simple… seeing how simple-minded you are, Lori."
Finally, shots of George heading to the hut was shown. Shortly after, the Gengar returns to his seat with a smirk.
"Alright… I'll go tally the votes…" muttered Albert, walking over to the hut to get the urn containing the votes.
Shots of Desiree and Lori's expression can be seen until the Alakazam enters the scene, carrying the jar of votes.
"I have the votes… if anyone has a Hidden Immunity Idol that they wish to play… now is the time to play them…"
No one budges.
"Very well… I'll go read the votes…"
The Solaron tribe waits in anticipation as the psychic types removes the lid, inserting his hand to get a small piece of parchment.
"First vote…"
He unfolds it, showing its contents to the tribe, "Desiree."
"Figures…" grumbled Desiree.
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Lori deadpans at this, "It's not over yet."
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Lori, Katherine and Desiree all arch a brow, surprised at the divided votes.
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The Meditite starts to shake in fear as she holds her head, "No… no…"
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"Lori. We are tied. 3 votes for both Lori and Desiree. 2 votes for Katherine. It's time for a revote. If we reach a tie again, we'll be heading to rocks. In the revote, you are only allowed to vote for either Lori or Desiree, who are both not allowed to vote. Jerry… you're up again.""
The Meditite and Pidgey both gaped at the results. The tribe exchanged a deadpan look.
"What… did we just… how?!" exclaimed Katherine, eyes bulging out of their sockets.
"This is bullshit," frowned Desiree, crossing her arms.
The Loudred's eyes were wide as he stands up to head to vote for the second time in a row.
Shots of Oliver, Arnold and Felicia heading to the hut are show next.
Katherine's vote was now shown unlike last time. She's writing down a name on hr piece of parchment. "Lori. Just leave."
As the Kirlia then starts to head back to her chair, George heads over to the hut, quickly writing down his vote. He reveals it, showing Desiree's name on it. "I was going to vote off Katherine… but that plan didn't work off… so buh-bye Desiree."
As the castaways were now all finished with voting, the Alakazam nods as he head over to get the urn. Moments later, he returns with the votes.
"Once again… I'll read the votes…"
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"... let's just hope that's the only vote for me," Desiree murmurs bitterly.
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"This is bullshit, absolutely crazy…" grumbled Katherine with an annoyed expression.
"... Lori. We are tied 2 votes each."
Lori and Desiree exchanges a fierce glare.
"Desiree. 1 vote remaining… final vote… "
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"And second person voted out of Survivor Seafoam…" Desiree slowly stands up with a miffed expression. She grabs her torch, walking over to Albert with no words.
"Desiree… you may bring me your torch."
"I'm already here! Don't need to remind me that I lost," grumbled Desiree, crossing her arms.
"HAHAHA! I WON, DESI! YOU ARE A LOSER!" exclaimed Lori, pointing at the Meditite mockingly.
"Fuckoff."
"Desiree. The tribe has spoken," Desiree's torch was then snuffed.
The Meditite is close to tears as she storms out of the tribal council area. Albert faces the remaining seven members of the tribe with a smile.
"You have made a really surprising move so early in this game, taking out one of the strategic players in the tribe. However, you threw her out in favor of the liability. Will this bite you later in the butt? I guess, we'll see if you guys return here soon… that's all. You may all head back to camp."
"I lost… LOST! I… am not so used to losing… it… ugh! I need to think about this… and probably take my mind off of it by meditating… it helps… but still… the fact that I left over Lori?! That is massive bullshit! I deserve to stay over her at least… and the fact that they kept her… proves their stupidity. Except for you Katherine and another person… I hope that you win this… but my opinion doesn't matter since I didn't even made JURY! That is all for me… goodbye."
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VOTES:
Arnold - Desiree
Desiree - Lori
Felicia - Katherine (switches vote to Desiree)
George - Katherine (switches vote to Desiree)
Jerry - Desiree
Katherine - Lori
Lori - Desiree
Oliver - Lori
RESULTS:
Lori and Desiree both received 3 votes initially. But Desiree receives 2 more votes after a revote.
Katherine receives 2 votes. Voters of Katherine switched their votes because of the tie.