Alright, contestants in! Thank you all to everyone to sent in an application, loves to all!

Disclaimer: TDI/A/WT/R will never be mine. :(

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Blaineley is standing on the Dock of Shame, today her dress and earrings being golden. "Welcome, to the fourth and definetely BEST season of Total Drama! Chris can doing his own thing with Total Drama Reloaded, but the producers - moi! - agreed that I can host my own season of Total Drama. And I KNOW everyone will love this one more."

Blaineley took off a golden scarf she was wearing. "Meow! It sure is hot out, right, Lacey? And speaking of you... where's my latte?" She demanded. Lacey the intern stepped forward, swapping the scarf for a half-fat, no-foam latte steamed to 102 heat. "Thank you, Lacey." She took a sip. "Perfect! I'd say like myself, but that's something Chris McLean would do - and I'm better than that!"

Lacey cleared her throat. "Blaineley, you're supposed to introduce the competitors." She muttered. Blaineley sighed.

"Yeah, yeah, whatev. If you've seen Total Drama Island, you should know the deal - crappy living arrangements, crappy food, crappy host... ha! This is Total Drama Blainerific, where things will be a bit different. Having been a contestant myself, I think I know that the campers will get better. For example, we hired an actual chef!"

She pointed to the Dock, for the actual chef... and there was Chef Hatchet. "Chef! What the - what are you doing here?" Blaineley growled. Chef shrugged.

"Producas said I had ta cook for da stupid teenagas." He said. Blaineley's eyebrow twitched.

"This is MY show! They can screw up Chris's show all they want, but when I want a REAL chef, I better get one!" She sighed deeply, taking in a breath. "Okay, we're getting the ACTUAL Chef after all, I guess... ha, ha...?" Her eyes widened in relief. "Oh, look! The first camper!"

Sure enough, pulling into the Dock of Shame was a white-haired boy, so completely drawn in his GameBoy that he's completely oblivious to the way the boat stopped. "Yes! Eat it, ghost! Eat it!" He cheers himself on. Blaineley blinked.

"Um, yes! This is Richard Birge, the first guy to arrive! You should be happy, huh Rich?" She says this entusiastically, but Richard hardly seems to register her words, or that she was even there at all.

But he could feel her eyes on him, and after a few minutes Richard looked up. "Oh, uh, hey!" He nervously waves at the camera, then hurried off boat and onto the Dock. Blaineley slapped her forehead.

"Perfect and dramatic." She said sarcastically. Richard nervously glanced around.

"What should I say?" He asked Lacey in a scared tone. Lacey the intern grinned deviously, whispering something in Richard's ear. Blaineley was completely oblivious. "Oh! Thanks." He straightened. "You have such an ample bosom, Blaineley!"

Blaineley sputtered. "Say WHAT?" Lacey smirked. Richard hid his face in shame as he realized what he said.

"Crap!" He muttered.

Blaineley was red in the face. "Yes, well... ooh, the next camper!" She said, darting all attention to the arriving boat.

This time the occupant was female, with reddish-orange hair and cerulean eyes. She smiled nervously.

"Um... h-hi!" She said. Blaineley smiled, but it wasn't friendly, more of a smile she would aim at a slightly amusing dog that had barked for her.

"The second person to arrive, our first lady to step onto the Dock, is Samantha Lyle!" Samantha waved, her wave just as nervous as the smile, and hurriedly walked onto the Dock of Shame. Blaineley looked expectantly at her, as if Samantha should do a handstand or something.

"Yeah... so..." She sighed, running a hand through her hair, and muttering something that suspiciously sounded like 'we want drama, dammit...'

Richard was the first to break the silence. "I'm Richard." He said, looking up from his GameBoy to try and start a conversation with the shy girl. He held out a hand.

Samantha shook it awkwardly. "Samantha... but I guess you already knew that...?"

Blaineley rolled her eyes. "Uh huh. Where's the other campers?"

As if the universe decided now was the best time to answer her question, the next boat arrived, this one carrying another boy with a guitar case on his back, with shaggy brown hair.

"Ooh! Ladies, look out, 'cause he might be the new Trent!" Blaineley winked at Samantha, who blushed and looked at the ground. The guitar boy stepped onto the Dock.

"I don't date." He muttered. He shook hands with Samantha and Richard, the latter taking a few seconds to realize he was there as he was, once again, absorbed in his GameBoy. "I'm Ben, nice to meet you."

Blaineley seemed slightly pleased as Ben, Samantha, and Richard started a light conversation, which even today still confuses the blonde as to how three shy, introverted people could talk even to each other.

"Alrighty, next camper is coming up!" Evidently Blaineley was going in boy-girl-boy-girl order because the next person to step on the Dock was indeed a girl with long black hair and almond shaped eyes.

She smiled, landing on the Dock with ease, a bounce in her steps. "Hi! I'm Deila, nice to meet you!" Said the black-haired girl. Deila joined in on the conversation, lighting it up a bit. Ben and Richard were more talkative - Samantha only used her voice now and then, her cheeks a light pink when she did.

"Finally, someone who isn't a nerd or an emo." Blaineley muttered, obviously not pleased.

"I beg to differ!" Samantha whispered. "I'm not emo."

"We have our next camper!" This just proved the theory of the boy-girl-boy-girl thing because the next camper was a boy. He had shaggy black hair to his shoulders, with white tinted at the ends.

"I'm Adam McLine, how's it going?" He said.

The next person to join was a girl, with dark hair like midnight and crystal green eyes. It was strange how alike Adam and the green-eyed girl seemed.

"Angie McLine, Adam's big sister." Adam did not like his entrance being ruined by Angie, but went along with it for the most part.

"These two siblings just might knock everyone out of the ring!" Blaineley said in that reporter's tone, rather than a host's tone.

The next camper was a boy in wealthy clothes, his hair dark brown and obviously a poor imitation of Elvis. "Frances Edward Worthington IV, charmed I'm sure." He said, stepping onto the dock and rudely rejecting handshakes from Deila, Ben, Adam, and Angie. "I don't shake with peasants and lessers." Frances snapped.

Blaineley stuck her tongue out at him when he wasn't looking. Why'd I get the runts? She thought, surpressing a sigh. Maybe she should've brought back those old campers...

Frances finally stopped by Samantha and Ben, crossing his arms and scanning the place like he owned it. "Girl, stop quivering. I won't bite." He growled harshly at Samantha, who buried her face in her book and tried to hide the obvious humiliation.

"Dude, what's your deal?" Ben asked, frowning. He didn't like the way this guy was treating Samantha, who he thought, in the twelve minutes that he knew her, was a pretty decent girl that didn't deserve this.

Frances scoffed. "My deal? What's yours, emo boy?" He snarled. Ben's eyes widened; for a guy that was normally fairly easy-going, he was getting fairly irritated. It was easy to see that Deila, Adam, Angie, and Blaineley were annoyed too. Samantha, meanwhile, was trying hard to hide her bright, cherry red face.

The next girl to show up was a girl with brown hair with blonde streaks. "I'm Jackaline, call me Jacky!" She said happily, bouncing on the Dock.

"Cody's girlfriend, hmm? How are you two doing? Still receiving death threats from Sierra?" Blaineley asked, having heard of her as she is - er, was - the co-host of Celebrity Manhunt.

"We're doing good. She's been less vocal, but I've been seeing more and more poisonous insects around my house lately." Jacky replied. She smiled, reaching into her pockets and pulling out a harvester ant. "Like this one!"

Samantha shrieked. "Put that away, that's the most venemous insect in the world!"

The next to arrive was a boy with hazel brown hair tied back in a ponytail. He nodded politely and shook hands with each competitor (excluding Frances, who stuck his nose in the air; Ben told him to ignore it). "I'm Lucian, how do you do?" He even shook with Blaineley, who seemed surprised and pleased with the action.

"It's nice to see a polite competitor." Blaineley said, perhaps unmeaningly glancing at Frances.

"I'll say." Samantha said, shooting a rather annoyed look to Frances.

Next came a girl with auburn hair in a ponytail with a set of stormy gray eyes. "..." She said nothing as she walked on the Dock.

Blaineley frowned. "Introduce yourself, dear." She said in a voice that obviously tried to be friendly, but came out more pushy and bossy. The auburn haired girl frowned.

"Emily." She said, joining the rest of the campers.

By this time, Blaineley was just ready to bang her head against the Dock. There's drama when CHRIS runs the show, but noooo, her show can't have immediate drama, can it?

Next was a boy with jet black hair in a faux hawk. "I'm Wolfgang," He said giving no one a second glance. Frances scoffed.

"What kind of name is Wolfgang?" He said in that obnoxiously snobbish voice. Wolfgang simply smirked.

"What kind of name is Frances?" He replied, Frances acting like he had just been hit in the face or called a bad word.

The twelfth person to show up had dark black hair in a ponytail, with electric, stormy blue eyes. She stepped onto the Dock, her stormy gaze seeming to analyze everyone. "Rosalind." She greeted herself. Rosalind stood by Emily and Lucian, the auburn haired girl smiling.

"Ooh, a bad girl." Blaineley said, obviously not impressed. Rosalind rollled her eyes.

"Yeah, and those earrings are real impressive - ooh, hold on a sec." She held out her hand-phone sarcastically. "Hello? Oh, I'll be sure to tell her." She 'hung up.' "The 70's called, they want their fashion back."

Blaineley growled. "Bitch." She muttered, putting on her poker face and facing the next contestant, who just arrived. However, she went slightly pale when she did.

The next camper was a boy with black hair and hazel eyes. Blaineley opened her mouth to say something, but the boy cut her off. "I'm Zakk, great to be here, blah blah blah, don't talk to me Blaineley." He said, shooting daggers at said blonde host.

"Erm..." Blaineley raised a hand, as if to say something, then decided against it. Zakk joined Rosalind, Lucian, Emily, and Samantha. Samantha's face went a light pink.

"H-hi..." She said, breaking out of her shell. "S-Samantha..." She shook hands with Zakk, who grinned at her.

"Zakk, and it's nice to meet you good lady." Said teenage boy replied.

The next lady to arrive was an African-Canadian girl with dark brown hair in a 60's flip and large hoop earrings.

"LeShawna's twin sister may have just arrived!" Blaineley announced. The girl with the 60's flip smirked.

"I am way more ghetto than LeShawna could ever hope to be. I am Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa." 60's flip introduced herself.

"Nice to meet you, Bonita!" Blaineley said. Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa's eyes went dark.

"Just WHAT did you call me, girl?" She demanded. Blaineley shrank. "You call me by all of my names, or not at all. And do NOT mispronounce it."

In the middle of her rant, Lucian had written down her name and given a copy to everyone - everyone except Frances, that is. "Just so you remember." He whispered.

Everyone was expecting it at this point (except Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa) that the next would be a boy. Of course, as Blaineley was predictable, it was. He had dirty brown hair that was a little messed up and a pair of round glasses. He immediately saw the girls and went to the side of Rosalind, Emily, Samantha, Deila, and Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa.

"Ladieeeeees, wassup?" He winked at them. Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa frowned. "The name is Alan, but lovely ladies like yourself can call me Al."

Rosalind groaned. "Save it, 'Al.'"

The girl that stepped onto the Dock next was a girl with black hair in a low ponytail with sky blue eyes. "Hey, I'm Bailey!" She introduced, eyes bright.

Rosalind and Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa smiled at her. "Hey, you can join us if you want."

The next to arrive was, to no one's surprise at this point, a boy with blonde hair and brown eyes. "I'm Christoph, how are you?" He said in that polite tone that Blaineley was loving at this point. "It's nice to meet you in person, Blaineley."

"Same for you." Blaineley replied.

Of course a girl arrived next, and she had long chocolate brown hair. She had coffee bean brown eyes that seemed to analyze everyone, and nobody except Lacey the intern noticed the maliciousness in them.

"I'm Briana, and it's really great to be here, Blaineley!" She said in a sweet tone. Briana faced the others next, still that sweetness. "I look forward to a good competition."

She joined Rosalind, Lucian, and Emily, who all blushed lightly and looked away. Briana smirked to herself when they weren't looking.

The next to arrive made sure that he wouldn't be forgotten, because just then Blaineley could hear a high pitched whistle from the next boat. "What the - "

The highly pitched noise turned out to be firework shooting into the sky. "Lewis, you'd better be getting this footage!" Blaineley demanded. Lewis shook his heading, bouncing the camera as he did so. The firework in the sky spelled out "CALVIN" just as a boy with spiky blonde hair joined the crew on the Dock of Shame.

"I don't think we need to ask what his name is." Rosalind muttered to Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa, Richard, Ben, Adam, and Angie.

"Hey, Calvin's here if ya didn't catch that!" Said Calvin.

"Kind of got that." Briana muttered, no one hearing.

Obviously it was a girl to arrive next, her hair blood red with black streaks. "Hey." She said, joining the group. "I'm Jaydee. My friends call me JJ." She introduced. JJ looked up at Blaineley. "You just accepted me 'cause I said you were better than Chris, right?"

Blaineley scoffed. "That's not true! I had more - yeah, that was pretty much why." JJ snickered and turned to the camera.

"I told you you should've kissed up to Blaineley in the audition, Kyle! Then maybe you'd be here!" She laughed. Blaineley was about to laugh, then realized that JJ didn't mean it.

"That's hilari - wait a minute..."

The last boy to arrive was carrying a few cards in his pocket. His hair was long and messy, and was black. He walked slowly onto the Dock, as if each second he was on camera pained him. He quickly pulled out a card, a Sharpie, and wrote this on the card:

I AM CHASE

"Hello, Chase!" Bailey said kindly. "You can join me if you want." Chase was about to smile, but instead the corner of his mouth was twitching as if he were trying to remember how.

The very last camper to arrive, and the last girl, had a light blonde faux hawk. Blaineley temporarily thought she'd miscounted the amount of boys and girls, then remembered this was the same girl whom she couldn't pronounce the stereotype of.

"Hey, I'm Leola!" She said, joining the others. Chef scoffed, shocking everyone who had forgotten he was there.

"More rotten teenagas to cook fa. I can't wait till da finale." He muttered.

"Is that everyone? Finally! We'll be back after this break!" Blaineley announced.

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After the commercial break, Blaineley gave the campers a tour of "Blaineletized Wawanakwa", as she called it. "This is the Mess Hall, where Chef will be serving you his famous meals!" She said as they were led into the Mess Hall. Richard raised his hand. "Yes, Richard?"

"Is Chef going to be giving us real food, or that crappy slop he calls food?" Richard asked. Chef grunted.

Blaineley laughed. "That's up to Chef, silly!" She turned to Chef, whose temple was throbbing.

"Because of dat comment, ya'll be gettin' the 'crappy slop I call food.'" Chef announced, taking delight in the looks of outrage.

"Nice fucking going, Richard." Said Zakk in irritation. Richard hid in his GameBoy.

"I'm not here."

"Let's get on with the tour, kiddies!" Blaineley said, irritated at the lack of attention spent on her and her, ahem, 'gorgeous' self.

She led the way to a small trailer. "What's that?" Rosalind asked.

"I'm getting to that, Rosalind." Blaineley said. "Much like Total Drama Action, I think you all have more dignity than to talk in the toilet. This is the confessional! If you have anything to say, go on in there - " She was interrupted by a door slam and a lock!

Confessional:

"Yes, I get the first confessional! Go me!" Deila said, pounding her fist in the air. "I think everyone so far seems pretty cool. I've seen seasons 1 through 3, though, and I'm really hoping no one's like Heather or Alejandro. Hee hee, fingers crossed." -Deila

After Deila was done with her first confessional, Blaineley could continue the tour.

"Of course, all of you've who've watched the seasons of Total Drama when Chris hosted know of the legendary bonfire ceremony, where on of you will leave the Camp Wawanakwa and out of the competition. The camper who doesn't recieve a s'more will immediately go down the Dock of Shame, catch the Boat of Losers, and get the heck out of the game."

After showing them the woods, the beach, and anywhere else, she stopped the tour. "It's time to pair up the teams. There are teams of two in this season. Lacey, hand out the cards."

Each camper recieved a card with their team's name on it. It is as followed:

Rosalind - The Screaming Gladiators

Samantha - The Screaming Gladiators

Jaydee - The Killer Barbarians

Leola - The Killer Barbarians

Bunifa Latifa Halifa Sharifa Karifa - The Screaming Gladiators

Deila - The Killer Barbarians

Angie - The Killer Barbarians

Bailey - The Killer Barbarians

Emily - The Screaming Gladiators

Briana - The Screaming Gladiators

Jackaline - The Killer Barbarians

Chase - The Screaming Gladiators

Lucian - The Screaming Gladiators

Frances - The Screaming Gladiators

Richard - The Killer Barbarians

Zakk - The Screaming Gladiators

Christoph - The Killer Barbarians

Ben - The Screaming Gladiators

Alan - The Killer Barbarians

Calvin - The Screaming Gladiators

Wolfgang - The Killer Barbarians

Adam - The Killer Barbarians

"Everyone, get with your teams! The first challenge is about to begin."

Angie's hand was hurting from it being up for so long. Blaineley sighed. "Yes, Angie?"

"You didn't show us our cabins!" She protested.

Blaineley grinned. "Thank you for bringing up the topic of the first challenge, Angie! As Angie here pointed out, there are no cabins. Your first challenge is to, as a team, design the cabins you'll be staying in, then build them with the materials that will be supplied. There are only a few requirements; there must be two sides, one for girls and another for boys, and you must design your team's logo, which can be placed on the cabin in any way you desire."

Confessional:

"Designing a building? Puh-lease. Do I look like an architect to you?" -Frances

"Will the teams put aside their differences and work together? Will that certain competitor show their dark side? Will romance blossom? Find out when we return on Total... Drama... Blainerific!" Blaineley announced as the episode concluded.

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I apologize if the introductions seemed a bit rushed, I wanted to get along to the challenge. After all, it's twenty-two competitors!

~AerisSerris