EPISODE 3: Shoot 'Em Up
"Last time on Total Drama Island...
The two teams had a sleepover night, seeing which team had a member who could stay awake for the longest. Ivy went back to her manipulating, breaking up Ross and Lauren for her own purposes. It was a good fight, but in the end, silent Ron won the day for the Screeching Losers, staying up past all the others, without ever making a sound. That brought the score to a tie. One win for the Losers, and one for the Plungers."
"What will Ivy do next? Will Jessica be lured into an alliance with her? And will Ron ever speak a word? Find out all this, and more on today's episode of
TOTAL
DRAMA
ISLAND!"
(Theme Song)
The mess hall was full of campers, the majority of them chatting about various things. As usual, Ron and Amy sat off to the side of everyone else. Ross and Lauren sat at opposite ends and opposite sides of the table, trying their best not to look at each other. Ivy was gloating over her her victory.
(CONFESSIONAL: Ivy)
Now that I've gotten rid of the lovers, I need an ally. Jessica being my ally would make me powerful with Jim, and that basically gives me two allies for the price of one...
(END)
"... And we were the last two left. I tried to get him to talk, but he wouldn't say a word. It's very creepy..." The group of teens that had be listening to Ivy all looked simultaneously at Ron.
"They're both really shy, I suppose." Grace said. "Maybe that is why they get along with each other so well."
Zoey had ended up two seats away from Ross, and she tried to avoid looking at him as much as she could. All her life, she had tried to be as nice as she could to people, and last night she had ruined two people's relationship. For the first time in a long time, she was truly depressed. Then something occurred to her...
(CONFESSIONAL: Zoey)
Wait a minute, since these rumors obviously weren't true, and Ross obviously never said that he had a crush on me, why did Ivy tell me... Unless Ivy was manipulating me...
(END)
Ching resumed talking with Grace, who spoke Chinese fluently. Since his brother left, she was the only one he could talk to and completely understand what she was saying, as the English he knew was a month crash course before he came to the island.
Chris walked into the building in his usual style, and everyone stopped talking and eating to hear what would be going on today.
"Who's ready for another day of this game show?" He asked.
When no one responded, he frowned.
"Wimps. Anyway, since we have been doing individual challenges for the past couple days, I thought we should do a team based challenge today. We are gonna do a run of the mill game of paintball."
(CONFESSIONAL: Jim)
Paintball, finally something I'm good at. I play it with my friends back home all the time.
(END)
Most of the contestants nodded in approval, except Preston.
"That ain't fair, y'all have the advantage in this one. Back at the farm, there ain't no paintball to play."
Ivy rolled her eyes.
"Some people will have advantages some rounds, other people in others."
Preston simply said, "It still ain't fair..."
"Right," said Chris, "meet me at the dock in half an hour for gear and rules. See you then." He left the mess hall, and the room erupted in conversation once more. Grace and Ching left the building a minute after Chris. Once they got into an open space, they began showing each other martial arts moves that the other had never heard of.
"You know," Grace said, in Chinese, "I really like having someone around who appreciates Chinese culture as much as I do. Not just the martial arts, but everything about Chinese culture. My friends back home mostly make fun of me for it..."
"You have bad friends," Ching replied, "no offense meant."
Grace sighed. "You don't know the half of it. Anyway, let's get back to our training."
"Agreed, we only have a couple more minutes before we need to meet up with Chris."
They continued training as long as they could, and then they headed down to the others who had already made it to the dock.
"And that's everyone," Chris began, "let's get started. Screeching Losers, for today you will be the blue team. Toilet Plungers, you are red."
He began handing out their vests, goggles, and paint guns.
"Here's how it will work. The first team to knock all the members of the other team out, by hitting them anywhere with a paint gun, wins today's challenge and invincibility."
Everyone waited a moment, and then Ivy spoke up.
"That's it? No twist on it?"
"Why does there have to be a twist on everything?" Chris asked. "I mean, I could always let some bears loose and-"
"NO!" Everyone yelled.
Chris laughed, as if he were kidding.
"Anyway, I'm giving you five minutes to spread out, and when you hear a siren over the loudspeaker, that means you should begin. Spread out time starts... Now."
The two teams split into two groups and ran in different directions. After two minutes, Ivy stopped the Plungers. "Alright, we need a plan. They obviously have a better chance. They have most of the people who might actually know how to play this game well."
Jessica nodded in agreement.
"To try to impress me, Jim went blabbing on for twenty minutes about how great he was at paintball, and how he used to play it with his friends all the time."
"Who says I can't play paintball?" Asked Sam, clearly annoyed.
"What nerd plays paintball?" Ivy snarled.
"Hey, I'm not a nerd!" Sam yelled.
The siren from the loudspeaker interrupted their conversation, and signaled that the battle had begun.
"I shoot gun good." Ching said.
"I hope you're right," Jessica said, "because otherwise this is pointless."
Meanwhile, the Screeching Losers, under the leadership of Jim, had found a good place to hold up against attacks. It provided a fair amount of cover, and it was atop a small hill, providing them with a view of the surrounding area.
"I don't really know how to use this." Grace said. "Hand to hand combat is more of my thing."
"Simple," Jim replied, "you just point the gun and fire. I'm sure Jessica know how to use these very well. She's great..."
He started rambling on about how great Jessica is in every way, but was abruptly cut off by Ross.
"You think Jessica is great? You obviously don't know Lauren... She was the greatest girl I could ever ask got... And now she's gone... All because of her!"
He made an angry gesture at Zoey. Tears started streaming down her face, as she broke down.
"I'm sorry... I didn't want this to happen... Ivy told me that- that-"
Ross snorted. "I don't care what Ivy did, it's all your fault."
"Hey, Ross, a little harsh, no?" Jim said.
"How would you feel if I went and kissed Jessica?" Ross asked.
Jim had no reply. No one said anything for a while, the only audible sound sniffling from Zoey. Suddenly, a rustling came from behind a tree. Jim pointed his gun and waited. When no one came out he whispered, "I'm going out to investigate." He slowly made his way to the tree, and turned to find- no one. But there was an obvious sign someone had been there, a piece of torn cloth stuck on a tree branch. He saw a movement out of the corner of his eye, and realized that someone was running. He immediately began pursuit, following the person through the trees. Fortunately for him, the person tripped over a root and fell to the ground. Jim looked down to see Jessica lying there. She smiled wryly.
"Hi." She said.
Jim's hesitation to fire is what got him. From behind more trees, five other people came out. Jim sighed.
"Great strategy..." Was what he said, but Jessica could see he was obviously see that he was hurt by her leading him into this trap. The team opened fire on Jim. Drenched in paint, he silently made his way back to the camp.
Everyone on the Plungers team cheered. Even Lauren, who had been glum since she had fainted two days ago, seemed to brighten up.
"I told you that would work." Said Ivy. "Now we took out their star player."
"Yeah, great..." Jessica said.
(CONFESSIONAL: Jessica)
Now I feel terrible... Why should I? This is a competition, we are on opposite teams. We aren't even together. I don't harbor any romantic feelings for him at all... But still, I feel guilty for using him that way...
(END)
Grace looked down at her watch.
"I think it's safe to say that they got him at this point."
Zoey shook her head. "Without him, we don't have any really great players. I mean, Ross said he played a little, but..."
"But what?" Ross asked.
"Well, I think you're too busy mourning to really fight."
"Oh really? You think I'm preoccupied? You'll see. Lauren? Lauren who?" He said. Everyone could tell his heart wasn't in it.
Before anyone could reply, an ambush was underway. Grace was down in the first five seconds, along with Ross. Amy went out next, leaving only Zoey and Ron in the game. At this point the whole team thought it was pointless. The whole team besides Ron.
Ron expertly shot down Sam, which caused Ivy to laugh, until she too was hit. One by one, he picked off the other team, much to everyone's amazement, until only Jessica was left. He aimed his gun, and he would have won the game, if Zoey hadn't accidentally fired her weapon, knocking Ross's out of his hand. Before he could pick it back up, Jessica shot him out of the game, and then shot out Zoey. She let out a sigh of relief. Her team had won. Everyone on Jessica's team cheered their heads off as they made their way to camp, while the other team didn't speak a word.
(CONFESSIONAL: Ivy)
Obviously Ron is a man of many talents. If he stays in long enough, he'd be a good ally to have in the future. I'll stay on his good side.
(CONFESSIONAL: Jim)
If the stories they told me were true, Ron is a great paintball player. Better than myself, even. Who knew...
(CONFESSIONAL: Grace)
I have a feeling I'm going tonight. I was the first one to be shot out, besides Jim anyway, who was obviously lured into a trap. It's too bad. I was just starting to make friends here.
(CONFESSIONAL: Jessica)
I feel like I'm friends with the devil... After we won, Ivy and I had a quick party. As much as I hate to say it, I really enjoyed it. I keep trying to remind myself that she is not a good person, but somehow I keep forgetting... And the advantages I have taken of Jim so far... They aren't right...
(CONFESSIONAL: Zoey)
I've asked around, and I've found out that Ivy has been manipulating people non stop since we got here. Sometimes in big ways, sometimes in small ways. Either way, it has to stop. Once I gather more evidence, I'll tell everyone and get her voted off... She was behind Ross and Lauren.
(END)
Jim sat alone on the steps of his cabin. He had just voted on who he wanted kicked off. Like most people probably did, he voted for Grace. Jessica came up and sat next to him.
"Hey." She said.
"Hey bird." Jim replied.
"Bird... Why bird?"
"Well, I heard it's a British term used to talk about girls."
Jessica laughed. "Yeah, it is. It's just funny you calling me that."
He turned and looked into her eyes. "I know that you've been using my crush on you in the past two challenges to help you win." He said. She blushed, and her blood ran cold.
"I... I'm sorry..."
He shook his head. "There's no need to be. You don't owe anything to me, and it is a competition after all."
She nodded, but she could tell he didn't believe any of it. A voice came over the loudspeaker.
"Screeching losers, meet me at the camp fire. The votes have been tallied."
"Gotta go." Jim said.
"Seeya later." Jessica replied, as Jim walked away.
"By now you should all know the drill. There are five marshmallows on this plate, one less than you there are of you. That means that one of you will be leaving on the dock of shame, and the boat of losers tonight. Once you do, you can never come back. Ever."
"The first marshmallow goes to Jim. Ching, Amy, Ron, you are also safe." He threw them all marshmallows. Now only Zoey and Grace were left.
"And the final marshmallow goes to...
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Grace sighed in relief as the marshmallow flew into her hand. Most of the team was puzzled, as they had all voted for Grace to go. Zoey shrugged.
"I guess I deserved this... But there's something you should know about Ivy. She's-"
Zoey was cut off by Chef Hatchet picking her up and throwing her into the boat, which drove away quickly.
Chris shook his head. "What did such a nice girl do to any of you... Any of you but... " he grinned, pointing at Ross. Ross rolled his eyes.
"What's that suppose to mean?"
Chris waited until the rest of his team was gone and said, "you rigged the votes, you sly dog..." "What! That's ridiculous!" Ross yelled, and stormed off, leaving Chris laughing.
(CONFESSIONAL: Ross)
Okay, so I rigged the votes. At least with her gone, I have a chance of getting my sweet, sweet Lauren back...
(END)
"Will Jessica be seduced by the dark side? Will she ever stop using Jim? Will Ross get Lauren back? Will Ross rig more votes? Find out all this and more on the next episode of
TOTAL
DRAMA
ISLAND!"
(Cue Credits)
(This was a real character developer chapter. Again, I want to know anything you think about this. I want your opinions, and I want the facts on inconsistencies and grammatical errors and such. Thanks for reading once again, I hope you enjoyed! I will have the next episode out by the end of the week.)