Hey guys! :D
WHOA, THIS IS DONE ALREADY? Damn. I'm not gonna lie though – I was up to the thirteenth page about two or three days after I published chapter five! The first two to three pages were done ages ago, but all of a sudden it's done. Wow. Go me :D
Ok, so as I mentioned last chapter, this one's an aftermath. So expect to see the five eliminated contestants, as well as some others…you'll just have to wait and see who they are. Heheh.
I don't own Total Drama. Only the majority of the OCs in this chapter are mine. All others that are in the competition belong to other users (apart from Sasha and Jake).
Anyway…uh, enjoy! :-)
A dark blue background with a spinning earth shows on the screen as the aftermath theme starts playing. Four gold stars loop around the earth, each with a letter on them. They stop in a line, showing 'TDWT'. A gold plaque with the words 'Take Two' slams against the stars, slightly pushing them upwards. The screen then flashes, with the word 'Aftermath' shown at the very bottom in bright white letters.
Moments from the first five episodes are then shown, starting off with Harold running out of the plane and landing face first on the grass in Scotland.
Justin is just about trampled by the Thoroughbred Dakota and Sam are riding, but he barely manages to roll out of the way.
Heather is being chased by Gwen, and runs into the wall.
Lightning 'dramatically' jumps from the Sky Tower, cheering the entire way down
Katie is seen sprinting out of the mess hall, eyes squeezed shut and screaming. Sadie follows soon after, however at a slower pace.
The screen flashes again, and changes to show the stage of the aftermath, the curtains pulled. As usual, the audience is cheering.
A spotlight shines down as Blaineley walks onto the stage with a microphone, wearing her normal red dress and shoes.
"Greetings Total Drama fanatics!" She announces, smiling. "It is an honour to be the host for this season's aftermath, since Bridgette and Geoff are still in the game. But just because they're gone doesn't mean that all your favourite segments will be cut out!"
More cheers erupt from the audience as several bright lights do a circle of the stage.
"Now, there's even more things that are going to be a bit different this time around."
The audience quietens down as she says this, some quietly murmuring in excitement.
"Our eliminated contestants have yet to be introduced, so we don't have any commentators. For weeks, the Total Drama producers struggled with how they would find at least someone who could fit this bill. But, merely two days before the show started, a brilliant idea surfaced, coming from yours truly! This aftermath needed a variety of commentators, and this time, we've got more than our five eliminated contestants waiting backstage. Oh, and might I say they know a fair amount of the contestants?" The hostess looks away in slight uncertainty. "Or at least some of them do…"
"OI! Can I open the damn curtains yet?" A nasally female voice yells from off-stage.
"We've been waiting for two hours!" Another shouts from behind the curtains, this one more…well, normal sounding. "And my butt hurts!"
"Ok, you can open them now!" Blaineley hurriedly replies, clicking her fingers. "Our new commentators are a big surprise for our contestants, as neither of them know yet. Counting out the judges from episode four, but that aside, here are this episode's commentators, of whom are either brothers or sisters of the most recently eliminated contestants!"
The curtains open fully, revealing the signature aftermath set, with six people sitting on the left couch.
"Why's it just us on stage?" A scrawny, yet confident blond asks. "I thought everyone was going on for the first aftermath."
"We'll find out in a minute, I think." The brunet next to him replies. Both boys look about the same age.
"As you can see, not everyone is present." Blaineley continues, gesturing to the small group.
"That's because the rest of us help out backstage until it's our turn!" A male voice calls from somewhere off-stage.
"Anyway…that aside, let's take a look at what has happened over the first five episodes!"
The audience cheers as the camera pans up to the screen above. It shows a recap of the episode in Scotland, starting with a clip of the contestants running to start the challenge.
"Our cast started their journey off in Scotland, where they had to do a round of the country's traditional Highland Games. And this season, Chris brought back the singing, with a twist!"
A clip of the opening line (sung by Heather) from the season's very first song, which parodied "Mamma Mia", is shown.
"Instead of having to think up their own lyrics for a completely new song, the contestants got to do parodies of different songs from movies and musicals," she then added with a bored expression "with episode two being an exception. Speaking of episode two, though…"
The stage darkens a bit as the screen changes from the hilly landscape of Scotland to the bright lights of Las Vegas, causing the audience to go "oooh".
"What a challenge that was! From bowties to bridal dresses to LED – even an exhilarating ride around the city's streets. And yes, I know Chris just loves to torture the cast, but that one might just have been a bit too far. That's only an opinion though!"
The lights go back to normal as the screen then switches to the plane's elimination area as Leshawna, Geoff, Jake and Logan get started on their game of Scrabble.
"The next episode saw the first ever challenge aboard the plane. Pretty boring one, if you ask me. How do you get drama from an episode like that?"
"What about the song?" A girl with bouncy blonde pigtails asks.
"And when Courtney ratted out Scott…well, she sort of did." A bored redhead puts in, her chin resting on her hands
"Oh! Of course! Now, come to think of it, there was drama! Just…not enough."
"Yeah, can you get on with the episode explaining?"
"C'mon Amber, lighten up!" A tall, tanned blonde says, nudging the girl.
"Anyway...as I was saying," Blaineley continues, casting an annoyed side-glance at the two girls, "there ended up being weather problems. This storm followed them from…where were they?"
"Flying over Asia." A voice calls from backstage. "India to be specific, I guess."
"Thank you. This storm followed them from India all the way across the Philippines, Malaysia, Singapore, and did I mention Australia too? But after all that, the cast had absolutely perfect weather for their landing in the home of rugby, gumboots and apparently Katie – New Zealand!"
A new series of clips is shown on the screen, starting with Anne Maria getting knocked over by one of the two massive boxes.
"Here, the contestants were assigned a fairly different challenge – making a music video! Now this was a novel challenge, I must admit. But the best part for some of the cast was possibly the surprise judges." The hostess continues as a clip of Bridgette running out to greet her sister Alisha is shown.
"That was awesome!" A female voice cheers from backstage.
"Totally worth it!" Another adds.
"There was another surprise that even Chris himself seemed unsure about…and he still does."
The screen pauses, showing an image of baby Maia nestled in Tyler's arms, causing the audience to go "aww..."
"You saw that right, people – she is the first baby to ever be on Total Drama. Not as a contestant, of course."
The screen then shows several clips from the fifth episode, starting with the sudden and rude awakening.
"And, last but not least, the cast got a dose of nostalgia while doing an Amazing Race challenge at none other than Camp Wawanakwa! Now toxic waste free, the island was much safer…but that didn't affect the ratings. There were so many dramatic moments! Many fans were left perplexed by Heather's little…well, tantrum. Some are saying she's showing signs of her old self, but of course, we will only find out later in the competition!"
The scene switches back to the stage as Blaineley walks over to sit on the central couch.
"And now, it's finally time to greet our eliminated contestants!" She announces.
"About time." A still-bored Amber deadpans, however this time she is ignored.
"All five contestants are, in fact, fairly eager to get out here. So let's get out our first one out. She was the first to leave, with the most mind blowing elimination, yet she's still her same old self! Please welcome, Jo!"
The audience cheers loudly as the camera pans over to show a smirking Jo walking out.
"About damn time, I say!" She says, stopping when she sees the new commentators, eyes locking on two specifically. "Zane? Stella?"
"Jo!" The blonde with pigtails – Stella – exclaims, running over and hugging the jockette. "How's Mary? Is she alright? I didn't get to see her!"
"Hey, slow down! I haven't told anyone what happened yet!"
"Hold up, hold up!" Blaineley hurriedly interrupts, running over. "Who's Mary?"
"Let me get to my seat first, Mildred." Jo replies, snickering at the last word as she walked off-screen.
"Right…" The hostess groans as Stella lets out a giggle. "But in all seriousness, who is Mary? Everyone here is probably dying to know!"
"She's our cousin." The scrawny blond – Zane – replies, sitting up in his seat.
"It's a really long story." Stella adds, taking a seat next to him. "But I say leave the explaining to Jo. I wasn't there!"
The camera pans to Jo, who is sitting on the far left. She sighs heavily and stands up.
"Alright, I'll do it." She says. "So…it all started when I was selected for the state athletics team, and we were planned to head off and compete over the summer. Of course I soon found out I couldn't go, because of this season also running over summer. So Mary took my place, and was doing the same events as me, but one more as well…which was the pole vault."
"Oh wow. The pole vault's a bit of a daredevil event to compete in." Blaiineley remarks. "Please continue!"
"The first round was on at the same time the first episode was being filmed. And when Mary went up, she vaulted over the bar and…went further than the landing pad."
Several horrified gasps echo throughout the whole room, one significant one being Blaineley.
"Oh my goodness!" She exclaims, looking genuinely shocked. "So she landed on…the ground?"
"Yep. Complete overshoot."
"Wait, how did you find out?" A fair-skinned brunette asks.
"Jo, do tell!" Stella adds. "I still don't know yet!"
"About that…oh, whatever, play the clip!" The jockette replies, waving a hand dismissively.
Blaineley grins and grabs a remote from the floor, pointing it up at the screen.
"That's right folks!" She announces, looking out to the audience. "Here is the very first never before seen clip of the season!" She presses a bright green button as the camera pans up to the hanging screen, now lit up and showing an almost empty dining hall, the only exception being Dawn meditating on the floor.
Chris walks in from the right, just as Jo walks in from the left.
"Yep, she's just in here." The host says, a phone pressed to her ear. "Why?"
"Are you referring to me or her?" The jockette asks, jerking a thumb towards a now alert Dawn.
Not seeming to register what she said, Chris continues listening to the other line, then eventually pulling the phone away and throwing it to Jo. She catches it with one hand, raising an eyebrow at the host.
"It's for you." He says dismissively, walking back out.
Looking at the phone in confusion, Jo puts the phone to her ear and sits down on a stool.
"Um…hello?" She asks, eventually getting an answer. "Coach? Ok, don't forget I'm on Total Drama right now-" … "Wait, you're not calling me to replace someone?" … "What happened to Mary?" … "Wait, overshoot?" … "Both legs broken?" … "She wants me to go see her?" … "That means I'd need to quit! And I wouldn't mind having a million dollars in my bank account!" … "Wait, so you couldn't contact anyone else?" … *sigh* "Ok. Fine. I'll be there."
The call then ends, and the jockette puts the phone on the table, still looking slightly shocked.
"That's a very good thing to do." Dawn says, now sitting in a normal position on her stool. "But the universe is telling me that you should not let anyone else know about this until later. The aftermath show will be fine."
"So what do I do, vote myself out?" Jo asks, standing up. "And then what, cover it up with a lame excuse?"
"That seems to be the only way to go in this situation. Now hurry. The rest of your team will be coming through here very soon."
"Huh, true. Don't want to make myself suspicious or anything. Better give McLean his phone back too." She picks the phone up again and walks off-screen to the left.
The clip ends as the camera pans back down to Blaineley, who is also looking slightly shocked.
"So THAT'S what happened." Stella says slowly, now understanding the entire scenario. "But is Mary ok anyway?"
"Yeah, she's fine." Jo replies. "Little whiny, but you know what she's like."
"Wow! We've got our first question from a fan!" Blaineley interrupts, holding up a plain black tablet.
"Wait, that's the new system that was put in, right?" Amber asks, for once interested.
"You bet it is! Now, our first question is from CrazyTDFan98 – which one is older? Jo or Stella?"
"Well, that's a good question, actually. And an interesting one." Zane replies, grinning.
"Newsflash – we're twins." Stella puts in with a giggle, surprising everyone else in the room.
"Wait, what?" Blaineley exclaims. "How long have we not known this?"
"I have no idea! Oh and another newsflash – I'm the older one! By…half an hour?"
"I still can't remember." Jo says, shrugging.
"Well isn't that a piece of surprising news!" The hostess remarks, still taking it in. "But now it's time for our next eliminated contestant!" She continues as Jo walks over to sit on the right couch. "He narrowly escaped from being trampled by a horse, and was more interested in his mirror than the challenge! It's Total Drama's resident professional model, Justin!"
The audience cheers as a slightly embarrassed Justin walks on from the left, taking a seat on the bottom row as Stella and Zane move up.
"So…this is it?' He asks, crossing his legs.
"Yes, this is definitely it!' Blaineley replies with a grin.
"Uh, question." Jo calls from the other couch, the camera panning over to her. "Where's the mirror?"
"Yeah, we'd thought you'd have it." The tanned blonde – Paula – puts in with a giggle. "Or did you leave it in the cake shop?"
"HEY!" Blaineley angrily shouts. "I'm the host! I ask the questions!"
"Then what part do we play?" Amber asks. "We're commentators, so we can't just sit here like idiots and not say anything."
"It's MY show though!"
"Uh, it isn't exactly yours?" Stella nervously interrupts.
"Ooh, that DOES IT!" The hostess bellows. "FROM HERE ON IN NOBODY GETS TO SPEAK UNLESS SPOKEN TO!"
Silence falls in the aftermath studio as shocked expressions look on, a significant one being Justin, who looks like he just saw a flying pig or two.
"You suck!" Someone calls from the audience, throwing a tomato at Blaneley. It hits her square on the nose.
"Don't push it." She growls, only for another tomato to splat onto her forehead. "I said- oh, just FORGET IT!" She screams, storming off stage. "THIS SHOW NOW HAS NO HOST! I'M OUT OF HERE!"
A collective gasp rings out from the audience all surprised at what had just happened.
Zane tries to open his mouth to speak, but shuts it again, and stands up.
"Now what do we do?' He asks, throwing his hands up in the air.
"Not the slightest idea." Jo replies, shaking her head.
"We can't leave it like this though!" Amber exclaims, also standing up. "There's still way over half of the aftermath left to go!"
Zane just shakes his head and runs off-stage.
XX – Pre-show waiting room
The scene fades in to show a cosy room with light yellow walls and blue carpet. Around the room are several couches and sofas, which also have several occupants. On one big black sofa, Alisha, Ryan, Carlos and Johanna are seated. Across from them on an identical sofa, four others wait – two dark skinned males, a brunette with green eyes, and a girl with black hair.
"So we're the surprise judges for the next contest episode?" The brunette asks. "Whenever that is, of course."
"Yeah, according to Blaineley and the producers, you are." Alisha replies, hesitating when she hears the sound of heels clocking the wooden floor outside the room. "And here she is…I think?"
The camera zooms out to show the doorframe as Blaineley storms past in the foreground, teeth gritted, eyes narrowed…and still sporting a few tomatoes on her face.
"I'M DONE WITH THIS SHOW!" She yells from off-screen.
"Whoa!" One of the dark-skinned males, who also had curly black hair, exclaims.
"What the…" the black haired girl begins, stopping herself before she said the last word, noticing the camera outside the doorway, "…uh, guys? There's a camera on us."
More footsteps are heard, this time sounding more like a pair of flat-soled shoes. Soon, Zane skids to a stop in front of the camera.
"I don't know if you…noticed, but Blaineley's quit hosting the show." He says, poking his head in.
"Wait, she quit?" Ryan exclaims, leaping out of his seat. "Who's hosting then?"
"So far, no one…"
"Oh man, this is terrible! I'm going out there then!"
"Ok, let's go!"
The two males run off-screen (to the left), leaving everyone still in the pre-show room looking rather baffled.
XX – Studio
"So…how is this going to even work out now that Blaineley's gone?" Stella asks, uncertainty in her voice.
"Here's Zane!" The young brunet – Brian – exclaims, pointing off-screen. "And…Ryan!"
Sure enough, Zane runs onstage, closely followed by Ryan.
"I'm here to save this show!" The latter cheers, leaping onto the central couch. "What's up, dudes and dudettes? Name's Ryan, but most of you will probably know me as Geoff's big bro. Well, we may have lost our hostess, but the show must go on!"
The audience cheers loudly, some whistling in approval as well.
"Now let's get started! Again." Ryan looks at his watch and gasps. "Whoa, over a third of the show's done already!" He turns to Justin with a sorrowful expression. "Sorry man, but you'll have to miss out on the q and a."
"No worries." The male model replies, standing up. "I had nothing to share anyway." He walks over to the right couch, taking a seat behind Jo.
"Alright, let's move on to our next two guests!" The temporary host announces, grinning at the audience. "He's still got those awesomely mad skills, and she's a no-brainer, yet still bubbly as ever! It's Harold and Lindsay!"
Loud cheers erupt from the audience as Harold and Lindsay walk out, both smiling and waving.
"Lindsay!" Paula squeals, running over to hug the blonde as the nerd takes a seat.
"Oh my gosh, Paula?" Lindsay exclaims, looking over the girl's shoulder. "Amber?"
"Hey Lindsay!" Amber calls, waving a hand.
"Wow! I didn't even know you would be here!"
"Well you can thank Blaineley, buuut she's not here anymore, soo…" Ryan trails off, unsure of what to say next.
"Don't thank her then?" Jo suggests, quirking an eyebrow.
"Yeah, pretty much. She did have really poor planning skills when it came to the aftermath shows."
"Wait, what happened?" Lindsay asks, walking over with Paula.
"Oh, we just made Blaineley angry enough to quit hosting the show." Amber replies, snickering. "That's a bad thing as well."
"Gosh…" Harold breathes, still looking quite taken aback. "So the show's still going even though Blaineley's gone?"
"You bet it is." Ryan replies. "How the heck would this show get higher ratings if we didn't? Anyway…all that pish-poshy mess aside, we've got…a few questions from our loyal viewers!" He cheers, picking the black tablet up from the floor. "Alright, this one's for Harold, from NeverMoore14 – if you had a chance to do what you wanted to do for the music video challenge, how would you have done it? Man, that's a pretty decent question."
Harold taps his chin in thought for a few seconds before answering.
"I can't really remember. But I do know that I wanted to do an awesome battle scene or something. I guess it wouldn't have worked anyway, because there was only ten of us. There would have needed to be a lot more people for that." He sighs heavily. "I wish we had done something like it though."
"That's a great answer to a great question!" Ryan says, grinning. "Now for our next question, which is from Wizardress123, and this time it's for Lindsay! Do you still think following Dawn's words was the right thing to do?"
"Oh, of course it was!" Lindsay replies. "I didn't want to get in danger! I know, a million dollars is a lot of money, but I had to be safe!"
"Hey, there's a clip to be played, right?" Harold asks, picking up the remote that was previously discarded by Blaineley and putting it on the central couch.
"Whoa man, that does remind me…" Ryan begins, tapping his chin. "There's a few more clips, actually, but I say play this one first." He grabs the remote and points it up at the screen, pressing the green button.
The camera pans upwards to the screen, which is now showing the clip at the end of Team Inca's most recent elimination ceremony.
"I can't go on in the game!" Lindsay cries. "It's not safe!"
"Of course it's not safe." Chris laughs. "This game is never safe!"
"Yeah, but we're all in danger! Even you!"
"Wait, what?"
"Something bad is gonna happen! Something really bad!"
"How did you find out?" Beth asks.
"Donna told me! Wait…no, Dusk…no…"
"You mean Dawn?" Sasha suggests.
"Yes! Listen to her! She can see really bad things that'll happen!" The blonde runs to the exit, grabbing a lone parachute from behind Chris. "I have to leave, or I could end up in really bad danger! Like…life threatening danger!" She puts the parachute on her back, turns to face the exit, and jumps out. "Just listen to Dawn!" She shouts, her voice trailing off.
The camera pans back down to the stage, where almost everyone is looking up at the screen in shock.
"Man, most of us were stuck on that for days!" Ryan remarks, shaking his head. "But in the middle of the fifth episode, we may have gotten an answer to that warning!" He presses the green button again as the camera pans up for a second time.
The screen is now showing the mess hall kitchen, with Katie and Sadie cautiously waiting by the bench.
"Ok, I'll go under. You take the photo." Katie says, slowly bending down.
Sadie holds the camera up, a confused expression on what was visible of her face.
"This is, like, the weirdest task we have to do." She remarks, quirking an eyebrow.
Meanwhile, Mike put his hand to his head, suddenly feeling a weird sensation. He gasps, his eyes bulging out, meaning that he was changing personalities.
After checking around for Chef, Katie begins to crawl under the bench, but immediately stops when she locks eyes with Mike. Or at least she thought it was him.
Mike now looked a lot different. The hair on his head that would normally stick up is now covering his left eye, which most probably like the right eye, had a dark circle around it.
"What?" 'Mike' asks, his voice much deeper and more menacing.
Looking away in shock, Katie rolls out from under the bench and sprints out of the mess hall, screaming.
"That's just damn creepy." Amber says as the camera quickly pans down to her. "But it was another of Mike's personalities or something, wasn't it?"
"Somehow, yes." Ryan replies, pressing the green button once more. "But it's not one that we're familiar with…" He trails off as the camera zooms up to the screen a third time, showing the aftermath of Katie's encounter with 'Mike'.
"Mike!" Dawn calls from the window. "Is it all ok in there?"
The unknown personality looks around in confusion, before gasping and turning back to Mike.
"Uh…what the heck?" He exclaims. "What happened?"
"I am not sure." The moonchild replies. "But I think you may have awoken an old personality."
Upon hearing this statement, the MPD teen's eyes snap open in horror after blinking.
"Oh no…" He gulps. "Not again…"
"So according to Mike, this new personality is bad news!" Ryan exclaims, the camera now focussing on him. "But none of us know how bad he is yet. Guess we'll have to wait until later on in the season."
"Hey, isn't it time for Motor Mouth to come out?" Jo asks, referring to Staci.
"Yeah, I think it is." Zane replies, sitting up.
"Oh, great…" The fair-skinned brunette groans.
"Lighten up Krystina." Brian says, looking up at her. "It might not be so bad this time."
"Anyway…" Ryan continues, turning to face the camera. "We've got our fifth and final guest for this aftermath! She'll never shut up about her ancestry, and hey, most people don't believe a word of it."
"Like me." Krystina puts in, now looking fairly bored.
"But, thanks to her team not visiting economy class for the first four episodes, she got to stay for longer than last season! Let's welcome the resident chatterbox, Staci!"
The audience cheers for a fifth time as a smiling Staci walks on stage, taking a seat on the bottom row of seats as Lindsay and Harold simultaneously walk over to join Jo and Justin.
"Oh, where did Blaineley go?" The chatterbox asks, noticing that the now former hostess was not present.
"She quit hosting, that's where." Ryan replies, sighing. "But man, it was pretty loud and clear."
"We did hear some yelling and screaming while we were waiting in the green room." Harold adds. "It was most probably her."
"Damn. Anyway, time for another viewer question!" The acting host grabs the black tablet. "Alright, KissAndMiss777 has got one for Staci – what do you think could be the deal with Mike's new personality?"
"Wow, that's a really good question." Staci replies, quirking an eyebrow. "So yah, I think he could be a bad guy, but I did find out about what happened back at Camp Wawanakwa…and from that, I don't think he knows where he is yet. Cause if he's an old personality, then he won't know anything about Total Drama. Uh…yah, that's my answer."
The camera pans across the stage, showing the absolutely gobsmacked expressions of all the others.
"That's just…wow." Ryan remarks, almost speechless. "What an observation!"
"Yeah, you're talking with someone who rattles on about fake ancestors." Krystina interrupts. "And she's also in the Honours class for English."
"That was amazing!" Stella exclaims, still looking surprised. "Oh, imagine if that actually ends up happening!"
"That would be crazy." Zane adds, chuckling. "So…uh, anything else?"
"Well, for the viewers' questions section, yep it is." Ryan replies. "Justin's got nothing to share…and Jo?"
"Eh, let out a load of words when Mildred was still here." Jo adds, the other eliminated contestants chuckling at the name 'Mildred'.
"Alright then! Now apparently, the next segment is an old favourite, and some clips in here have never been seen before! It's time for That's Gonna Leave A Mark!"
The audience cheers wildly as the camera pans up to the screen, showing the plane's open door in Scotland.
Heather runs out of the plane and tries to take a footed landing, but is instead bowled over by Owen, who was desperate to get out of the plane. He then goes rolling down a hill, while an annoyed Heather looks on, lying on the ground.
Courtney and Alejandro wait in the mysterious underground chamber, suddenly rolling out of the way when Jo tumbles in from one of the low-down holes. The two original contestants look on, not sure what to do. The jockette then begins to pull herself up, only for Duncan to come hurtling in from high up, landing on top and face-down with a noticeable thud, causing both the CIT and the Spaniard to cringe.
Dakota is walking along the Las Vegas Strip, the camera zooming out to show Gwen, Zoey and Lindsay, all decked up for the challenge. The former of the three accidentally steps on the fame monger's metre-long train, and the two tumble to the ground, closely followed by Zoey and Lindsay, their big-skirted dresses making their legs hang loose in the air.
Logan is shown walking into first class, chucking a deck of Uno cards in the air. On the third throw, it goes over him and clonks an unsuspecting Sasha on the head, and she falls to the ground in shock.
Tyler is shown on one side of the volleyball court, all ready to spike the ball back. It instead smacks him in the face before lightly bouncing on the sand. The wannabe holds up the index finger (on his right hand) before slumping onto the ground.
Lightning is leaping down the thousand foot cliff, harnessed up and connected to two ropes. After going down so far on one leap, he lands on his groin on a piece of cliff sticking out, and he freezes in pain. Eventually, he ends up sliding off and falling down to land face-first on the Boat of Losers.
The audience laughs and cheers as the camera pans back down to Ryan, who is now standing up.
"Alright everyone!" He begins, walking out from behind the small table. "Next up we have a brand new segment, which was in fact an idea from Chris himself! It involves these guys," he gestures to the five contestants, "and you guys!" He finishes, pointing at the audience. "That's right people! It's an all out battle between the contestants and the fans!"
A half-blue, half-white background appears on the screen above, and a golden lightning bolt slams down the middle, a loud crack of thunder playing in the background. Three words zoom onto the screen, each one making a whooshing sound - 'CONTESTANTS' on the white side in blue, 'VS' on the lightning bolt in black, and 'FANS' on the blue side in white. The audience cheers loudly in the background as the camera pans back down to the stage, zooming out to show the five recently eliminated contestants standing in a row on the right side of the stage.
"So each of our eliminated contestants will be in a different mini-challenge for this, against a fan each." Ryan continues. "But first, let's get some people up here!"
The audience starts cheering and screaming, almost everyone just dying to be chosen.
Jo picks up a bright orange tennis ball from the floor and begins to aim.
"Heads up!" She shouts, throwing it far back into the audience.
Everyone cheers as the ball whistles past, until eventually a tall blonde leaps up and catches it perfectly with one hand. All the people around her cheer in excitement as she pumps a fist before making her way to the aisle and jogging up to the stage.
"And we've got one!" Ryan announces as the blonde girl runs up the steps. "Watch out for Justin!"
The girl throws the ball over to Justin, as the audience screams again, mainly girls this time. Chucking it up in the air, the male model throws it towards the middle of the audience.
It soars over many heads before it smacks into a hand that looked somewhat masculine. The camera zooms out to show that sure enough, a male with spiky dark red hair had caught it.
"Come on up, man!" Ryan calls out to him.
The male, who is standing at the end of the row, grins and runs up to the stage, lifting himself up onto it. He rolls the ball across the ground, and it eventually stops at Harold's feet.
"Awesome!" He cheers, picking it up and immediately throwing it off to the left.
It doesn't go for long until a girl with bubblegum pink hair takes a two-handed catch, jumping in excitement afterwards. She immediately runs towards the steps and clambers up to the stage, dropping the ball into Lindsay's waiting hands.
"Oh my gosh, where should I throw?" She asks no one in particular as the cheering starts up again.
Deciding to go for an easy throw, the blonde chucks it a few feet, and it lands in the hands of a short, African girl. She grins excitedly before nimbly leaping over the seat in front (which was empty) and running around to the stage steps.
"Last one people!" Ryan shouts over the noise, the three other chosen fans shown in the background as the African girl joins them.
Staci, who now has the ball, flings it off to the right, and a tall, fair-skinned male with black and blue hair catches it, running over to the steps immediately afterwards.
"And that is everyone!" The acting host finishes as the audience cheers wildly for the five chosen fans. "Now who have we got here?"
"Nicky!" The tall blonde cheers.
"Nick!" The dark red haired male shouts.
"Ellie!" The pink haired girl squeals.
"The name's Monica!" The African girl says, grinning.
"And I'm either Zachary or Zach!" The male with blue and black hair finishes, letting out a loud whoop afterwards.
"Alrighty then!" Ryan cheers. "You guys will go up against whoever chucked you the ball in a challenge that accustoms to an ability of the two of you! First up we've got Nicky and Jo! What sort of challenge do you two want?"
"Something to do with sport." Nicky replies, crossing her arms and smiling confidently.
"Oh you're on!" Jo shoots back, smirking.
"Sweet! Next up we'll have Nick and Justin in…er, what do you want here?" Ryan asks the two guys.
"Uh…my friends say I've got good fashion sense?" Nick suggests, still looking unsure.
"We'll do something like that then. Alright, then we've got Ellie and Harold in an epic match of...what?"
"Something to do with computer software?" Both say at the same time, looking at each other weirdly afterwards.
"Well that went fast. Your challenge will be somewhere along those lines!" Ryan then walks over to where Lindsay and Monica are waiting.
"We're make-up pros." The latter says. "So doing ourselves up or someone else, I guess."
"That's sorted then! And last of all…darn, it's a tough one. Staci and Zach?" The acting host walks over to the last remaining two, who also look a bit lost for words.
"I'm…good at reciting things, I guess." The chatterbox says.
"I can name just about any rock song I hear?" Zach suggests.
"Oh yah, I know lots of rock songs too! My cousin listens to a lot of rock. So does my Dad. Yah."
"Then that's everyone! It's party time, people!"
The camera zooms in on the screen above, which shows a scoreboard, one half white (for the contestants) and the other half blue (for the fans).
"Here's how it's gonna go," Ryan continues in the background, "each pair will face off in whatever challenge they have, and whoever wins will add a point to their team. Pretty simple, really. So, we've got one commentator at each station, so feel free to either go out to cheer on Jo and Nicky, or stay in here and watch it all on the screen!"
The camera pans back down, showing an empty stage apart from Paula and Ryan.
"Let's go then, and see how everyone is doing!"
XX – Film lot
Jo and Nicky are both standing on the small road outside the aftermath studio, with many audience members crowded on the sides, whistling and cheering. Stella waits with a microphone and a checked flag just a few feet in front of the two girls.
"Alright everyone!" She cheers into the microphone, jumping up and down. "It's round one of Contestants Versus Fans! So for this one, Jo and Nicky have to complete a full circuit of the film lot, which is about six miles!"
"Pfft, that's baby talk." Jo scoffs. "I do half of that for my warm up!"
"I sprint for the first mile!" Nicky counters.
"Oh yeah? I can sprint the whole thing!"
"This is definitely on."
"On your marks!" Stella shouts, holding the flag up high as the two athletes get into positon. "Get set! And…GO!" The flag whooshes down, signalling the start of the race. Jo and Nicky immediately take off at a fast jog.
"GO NICKY!" A voice yells from the audience.
"YOU CAN DO IT!" Another cheers.
XX – Studio
"Now that's how things get started!" Ryan remarks, walking towards backstage. "Let's see how Harold and Justin are doing!"
The camera follows him behind the curtain, and stops outside an open door, which has a golden star on it.
"Oh my gosh, there's heaps of stuff in here!" Paula can be heard exclaiming from inside the room.
The camera pans around to show her tip over a huge hamper full of different types of clothing – some looking more like dress-ups.
"So what's the challenge here?" Ryan asks, walking in.
"Oh, just trying on a bunch of stuff and seeing who wears it better, basically." Nick replies, shrugging. "There's really random stuff though. I swear I saw a clown suit in there!"
"I don't think this should be used…" Justin says, holding up a small, pink fairy dress – a perfect fit for a young girl.
"That's…not really my type. Bit small as well."
The two guys keep on searching as Ryan moves over to where Lindsay and Monica are sitting in front of mirrors, seemingly have already started the challenge. Numerous make-up brushes are sprawled out on the small table in front, along with foundations, lipsticks, eye shadows, blushers - the whole lot. Amber stands merely a foot away, timer in hand.
"It's pretty much whoever finishes doing themselves up wins." She says, looking up from the timer for a few seconds. "So far there's not much happening. Both are in the middle of doing their eyeliner- oh, and Lindsay's now onto eyeshadow."
"OUCH! GOSH!" A familiar voice yells from another room.
"Whoops, sounds like Harold's done something! Time to go check that out!" Ryan hurriedly says, slipping out of the room.
XX – Technical room
In the technical room, it's very…well, technical. Many, many buttons and switches cover the desk on one side, with several wheelie chairs scattered along it. On the other side, there is another desk, however it is fairly empty, with more wheelie chairs, several computers, and numerous screens lining the wall. Two of the computers were logged up with viruses, and were in the process of being fixed
Harold is holding his right foot in pain, having somehow accidentally kicked it or had something land on it.
"Uh…what happened?" Brian asks, looking up from a timer.
"Kicked the wall or something." Zane replies, checking on Ellie's progress with one of the virus-infected computers.
Dropping his foot back down, the nerd set to work again on clearing the other computer from viruses, just as Ryan is seen walking through the doorway in the background.
"Whoa, man I can just about feel the tenseness in here!" He exclaims, the camera panning over to show Zach and Staci wearing a pair of headphones each, pen in hand and paper on the desk. "So what's the gist?"
"I just grabbed a bunch of random rock CDs, and so far it's just playing each one, but skipping through the tracks." Krystina replies, the camera zooming out to accommodate her. "Enough time to write the name of the song and the artist down. Crap, next track." She presses a silver button on a large CD player, and sits down on a chair.
"Oh man, I can't remember who this one's by!" Zach says quietly, sounding slightly frustrated.
"Well, I'd love to stay and watch the rest of this, but I think I need to get back out there now." Ryan says, running off-screen.
XX – Studio
The audience cheers as Ryan runs out from backstage, stopping in front of the central couch.
"Alright people, we've seen how everyone is going, but now we've got another new section! Well…it's not that big, just one for while we wait. Anyway…for this one, we're gonna have you guys send in your best jokes, and we'll pick one lucky winner who will have their joke read out here at the next aftermath. Pretty simple. All you gotta do is send 'em in through the q and a system, starting…now!"
XX – Montage
A quirky, upbeat tune plays in the background as the camera rushes round to the dressing room.
Lindsay is shown pouting as she puts on some bright red lipstick, her eyes narrowed in concentration. Beside her, Monica drops a tube of mascara on the ground, and bends over to pick it up, knocking her head on the underside of the bench on the way up.
The camera zooms in on the changing rooms in the background, just as Justin walks out of one, wearing a blue and white basketball uniform. He strikes a pose for the camera, just as Nick walks back into the second changing room, wearing a magician's outfit. Paula is seen noting down scores in the background, tapping her chin in thought.
In the tech room, Krystina is sitting at the desk, holding up two sheets of paper, and has about ten CDs spread out in front of her. The camera pans to the left, where Staci and Zach wait, the latter looking slightly more confident. Harold and Ellie are visible in the background, both still hunched over computers.
XX – Studio
Ryan sits on the central couch watching one of the two screens on the stage, just as Amber runs in with Lindsay.
"I won!" The latter says excitedly.
"We've got our winner everyone!" The acting host announces as the audience cheers. "That's one point for the contestants!"
"YES!" A voice cheers from backstage.
"And we might just have another one! Come on out!"
The camera pans over to the right side of the stage as Ellie runs out, followed by a fairly surprised Harold.
"I was pretty close though." The nerd says, sitting down on the right couch.
"Who's left to finish then?" Ryan asks, standing up.
"Um…from what I saw, the other two aren't far from finishing." Zane replies, eventually walking out from backstage. "Hey, Stella's still out there. Wonder how Nicky and Jo are doing?"
"Well, guess it's time to go outside again!"
XX – Film lot
The sides of the road are still littered with small crowds here and there. Stella waits in the middle, straining her eyes as she looked ahead, expecting either Nicky, Jo, or both to come tearing around the corner.
"They'll be close to finishing now." She says, checking a timer. "I'm sure of it."
Several sets of footsteps catch her attention, just as Zane runs on-screen, eventually followed by Ryan and Harold.
"Seen 'em yet?" The former of the three asks.
"No, not yet." Stella replies, looking ahead again. "Wait, I can see…someone…"
The camera shows a figure very far away from them, although it's unclear what they are doing.
"Well I guess we just have to wait for a little bit and see what this person is up to." Ryan eventually says. "Unless someone's got binoculars with them?"
"Sorry, I don't have mine here." Harold replies, shaking his head.
XX – Studio
Lindsay, Amber, Monica and Ellie all wait on the stage, not looking too sure what to do next.
"We've got another winner." A voice says from backstage.
"Finally!" Amber exclaims as Krystina walks out with Staci and Zach, the latter looking quite overexcited.
"Yah, I didn't win…" The chatterbox says, sighing. "But that's alright."
"Done!" Paula cheers as she runs out. "The guys are just getting back into their normal clothes now."
"So what do we do now?" Lindsay asks.
XX – Film lot
"They're coming, they're coming!" Stella squeals, jumping up and down in excitement.
Sure enough, both Jo and Nicky are seen running towards the start/finish line with about one thousand yards left.
"This one's gonna be close!" Ryan exclaims, grinning. "But…hey, that other person's still there."
"That's kinda…disturbing." Zane remarks, quirking an eyebrow. "If it is anyone at all, it better not be some creep."
"Nah, it's probably just an intern or someone going for a walk around the film lot."
"I hope so."
The two girls eventually get closer and closer, and the audience's cheers get louder and louder.
"Well, it'll soon be time to wrap up this aftermath." Ryan says, turning to face the camera. "So there's-"
"YES!" A voice shouts, sounding somewhat raspy.
"And we have a winner!" The acting host announces as the camera zooms out to accommodate a red-faced Jo.
"Phew…I haven't ran so much since that heptathlon last year!" She chokes out, gasping for breath. "Worth it though!"
"Alright, that's another point to the contestants! Back inside, everyone!"
People slowly start filling back into the studio, just as Nicky runs into the view of the camera, hunched over and panting hard.
"That…that was a challenge." She manages to say, wiping her forehead.
Jo, having recovered a little bit more, turns to face her with a look of approval on her face.
"You put up a good fight." She says, nodding.
"Glad to hear that." Nicky laughs weakly before standing upright.
XX – Studio
The contestants and fans are lined up across the stage, a large gap between the two groups. In the background, all the commentators are seen sitting on the left couch again, and Ryan is on the central couch.
"And that's our first aftermath of the season!" He announces, standing up and walking over to the gap. "It…probably could have gone better than this, but nonetheless it was a blast! And from what I've heard, the results of the Contestants Versus Fans were pretty close buuut…the contestants came out on top!"
Jo, Justin, Lindsay, Harold and Staci all cheer at this, the two guys hi-fiving each other.
"So, I guess you'll see us next time, with…probably me hosting again, if Blaineley doesn't all of a sudden change her mind. Thanks for watching!" The acting host waves at the camera as the audience cheers. "And don't forget to send your jokes in!"
Well what a chain of events that was. Sorry if some things were too rushed or too detailed. Guess I had no ideas on making those things any better XD
Next chapter is also not far away from finished (whaaat?) so it'll probably be out by early next week. Oh, and a little note – I'm going on holiday next week too, so I might or might not be able to update anything for about a week. Not sure if I'll have wi-fi at where I'm staying or not. But the next chapter of this fic will be up by at least Sunday or Monday, and that's a promise!
Until next time!