"Last time on Total Drama Nations!" Damian said on the dock for the recap. "We pit our campers against their worst fears imaginable. Some conquered them and some freaked out. And, as mean as it sounds, some of the freak outs were pretty damn funny to watch...Anyways. Due to Jacob not overcoming the psycho killer with a chainsaw and a hook, victory went to the Majestic Mesopotamia. Everyone had an agreement that Carmen was going to go home. Except, well, Carmen. She suspected Jacob had an idol and was right. She managed to swipe it from him and used it against him that night, sending Jacob home. What will our multicultural friends end up doing for a chance to win a million bucks today? Find out now. On Total. Drama. Nations!"
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Carmen: Looks like they weren't able to get rid of me. Now all I need to do is lay low and make sure we win immunity the last few times before the merge. Then, I can make some new allies and have control of this game once again. Everyone will be at each other's throats anyways. So not as many heads will be turned in my direction.
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Emma sat in the field, rubbing her temples. "Get out...get out…" She grumbled to herself.
"You know it's inevitable. Face it. Good never triumphs. But wait. That means you will succeed. You're a pushy little goody-goody b****." A voice whispered.
"No! Shut up, you horrible monster! I'm a hero! You'll see! I'll make sure good prevails in this game, and then I will to restore good back home!"
"Why are you talking to yourself?" Clara spat as she walked by.
"Shut up." Emma replied harshly.
"Whoa, calm down. Look, we've been fighting a lot And, as much as it f***ing pains me. We need to work together. Maybe, just maybe, if you, Dmitri and I team up, we take out Makoto or something. Don't think I like you or anything. I'm just sick of that little bastard talking down to me."
"Do you really think I'd work with you?"
"Uh…"
"No! You're one of my targets! This could just be a ploy! You're evil! Pure evil! And your uppance will come! I'm not falling for your lies! I already did that, and that caused poor Olivia to break her leg! And I bet you don't even care…"
Clara scowled. "Fine. Have it your way. Then you need to know that you're for sure going home next time we lose."
Emma scoffed. "I wouldn't count on it, villain…"
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Clara: Wow. I try to help her and she snaps at me like that. Granted, after Makoto left I probably would've stabbed her right in the back. But come on! She's insane!
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Emma: They all need to pay...They all must pay...Any means necessary... All acts of evil come with consequences…
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Jafari and Andres were walking through the woods. Andres carried a shovel, while Jafari carried a shovel and the map.
"Alright." Jafari explained. "The idol should be right around here." He stopped, causing Andres, who was looking up at some birds flying together, to bump into him. "Let's get digging."
"Alright, chief!" Andres saluted.
"And stop calling me chief."
The two began to dig. When they were in a pretty deep hole and could dig no longer, Jafari grew confused and a bit agitated.
"Wh-where's the idol?" Jafari stumbled.
"Maybe, it's not in this exact spot." Andres suggested. He then noticed a lump in the dirt. He dug at it and unearthed a whittled wooden skull. "Ooh! Maybe this is it!"
While Jafari and Andres conversed in the whole, Anna was plucking flowers in the woods. She heard them talking and walked closer to the source, listening.
Jafari took the skull from Andres's hands. "No. The map says that it's a wooden carving of Duncan's head. Damn. That idol would've been really beneficial. Looks like it was just Chris being a dick."
"Hm...Maybe we should keep looking? We're not in a hole quite yet. We're still a strong alliance. Plus we have Thema. Or rather...you do." Andres chuckled.
Jafari blushed. "I-I guess. Let's just wait until tomorrow. Besides, I'd rather wait until Carmen's gone before we continue our search. I don't want her trying to suck us off in some feeble attempt to get it. Oh god...I can't imagine what she'd do to get an idol that would rocket her to the final five...We gotta find that idol. Soon!"
"Can do, chief! But I'm all for continuing tomorrow. My arms feel like ground meat on a frying pan. Brown, pulsating and limp."
"Agreed. And again, please stop calling me chief."
"Negative, chief!" Andres smiled.
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Jafari: With Jacob gone, Andres has been talking to me a lot more. I guess I'm his only guy friend that's still in the game. But he acts the exact same way he does around Jacob when he's around me. His jokes are funny and all. But his over-the-top attitude gets old. Fast."
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Andres: With my bro Jacob gone, I need a new guy friend. Since, ya know, my only other friends are girls. Jafari's already kind of my friend so why not. He's cool.
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Anna: I gotta tell Hans this! He'll be so proud of my strategizing! (Anna clapped her hands)
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Hans, Makoto and Rosa met in the boathouse.
"Have either of you seen Anna?" Hans asked.
"I have no f***ing clue. You're her keeper or whatever." Makoto grumbled.
"Ooh, scandalous." Rosa said sarcastically.
Soon, Anna entered the small cabin. "Hans! I found something out!" Anna shouted.
"Oh? What?"
"Sososososo. Um...Some boys on the other team are looking for an idol."
"And?"
"One of them said it's an idol that gets you right into the final five!"
Hans's eyes widened.
"Did one of them tell you this?" Makoto asked.
Anna shook her head. "No. I was listening to them while they were digging a hole. Oh. By the way, I got you these, Hans." Anna blushed and handed Hans a bushel of flowers.
"Anna, this is a breakthrough!" Hans shouted triumphantly before kissing the Swedish girl on the lips. "With that idol in our possession, we could rule this game!"
"How?" Rosa asked.
"Well, think about it. If one of us for sure makes the final five, it won't be hard, with our number advantage, for us to catch up to that individual."
"Okay."
"We will start looking for that idol as soon as possible! Anna, do you remember where exactly the hole was?"
"No. But we'll just have to look for a big hole." Anna said.
"True. We'll begin after today's challenge! Anna and I will work together and you two will search individually. Whomever finds it will earn a spot as our alliance's placeholder in the final five." A conniving grin crept across Hans's face.
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Makoto: This idol could change everything. Looks like I'll have to find it myself. I'm sure if I can steal that map I can find it in a heartbeat. I just hope those idiotic girls are gone by then. A final two competition with Hans would be very intriguing indeed.
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Rosa: Being automatically in the final five would be cool, I guess.
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Anna: Yay! I did it!
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Hans: This is the twist I've been looking for. With four of us looking for it, someone in mein alliance will be able to find that idol and make it straight to the final five. Plus, it adds a bit of inter-alliance competition to see who finds it. If Anna and I find it, I'll be giving it to her. I want to keep her around as long as possible. Not only is she my most loyal alliance member, a final two against her would be one million dollars straight into mein pocket. Plus, come on, she's my girlfriend.
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Isaiah hid behind a tree as the Mesopotamia left the boathouse. He looked over his shoulder and grinned.
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Isaiah: So there's an idol that gets ya straight to the final five, huh? I'll hafta search fer that when I have a chance. Now. How do I send this team implodin'. I gotta derail this team. Get 'em riled up. (Isaiah snapped his fingers) I know! I'll go talk ta that crazy ginger girl. That'll cause some unrest. I'm just tryin' ta stay secure in the game. I'm about more than just hard work ya know. Hell, what I'm doin' is hard work anyways!
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Isaiah began searching for Emma when he suddenly heard mumbling.
"Hello? Who's there?" He asked. He looked into the cave and saw Emma, pacing and talking to herself.
"Listen you!" She shouted to nobody in particular. "I've had enough! Enough!"
"This girl is more twisted than a green snake in a sugarcane tree." Isaiah said to the camera. "Excuse me. Miss?"
"Wh-what do you want?!" Emma snapped.
"Uh, what'cha up to?"
"Nothing…"
"Looks like yer talkin' ta yaself there."
"Am not! Listen! You have to help. I have to purge this team of evil! You're the leader of your team, right?! I know you. You're supportive. You've been harsh, but you're not evil."
Isaiah smiled. "Why thank you."
"Shush. How do you do it?"
"How do I do what?"
"How do you maintain order on your team?"
"Well, I wouldn't say order. After challenges, we kinda split apart. It kinda sucks."
"Shhhh! Just. How do you maintain order?"
"Well first…" Isaiah grinned. "I use force. Hard, drill sergeant force. It's what my father uses."
"O-oh...Okay. They never seem to listen, though."
"Trust me. With an iron fist, they will. Back home, I'm called 'Iron Isaiah'...and 'Eleven inch Williams'. Don't ask."
"Thank you. I needed the guidance of a true hero!" With that, Emma ran off. Isaiah stood there, accomplished.
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Isaiah: Whoa, that worked! This is great! Now, ta search fer that final five idol.
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Rosa sat with Makoto by the mess hall.
"So, what do you want to belt out, now?" Rosa sighed.
"Oh shut up. When did you get such a silver tongue?"
"That's what that is? Then you've got a whole reserve in your mouth."
"Whatever. I just need to know. We always get interrupted."
"I don't know what you want me to tell you. I made some guesses. I heard you freaked out during the fear challenge. Maybe you do have PTSD or something. I don't know."
"Guh...You're no help!"
"Okay."
Makoto quickly got up and stormed off.
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Rosa: I honestly don't know what he wants from me. I don't even care about helping him. I just know he's screwy in the head.
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Makoto: (Makoto pulled at his hair) F***! She's so dumb! I should've known! For once, I miss that dirty Chinaman. At least then I could take my anger out on something. Well, I guess there's Emma or Clara. (Makoto smiled wickedly)
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Thema was carving something into a tree, when she was approached by someone.
"I need to talk to ya fer a second." The person said in a gruff voice. Thema turned and scowled when she realized it was Chef.
"What do you want?" Thema spat.
"Yer little stunt the other day."
"What stunt?"
"When those explosions went off, you froze and freaked out."
Thema looked startled. "Th-they scared me. It was loud."
"Loud noises don't send just anyone into panics like yours. I've only seen panic like that in one place. War."
"The f*** are you trying to say?!"
"I know about PTSD. If ya need someone to talk to about it, I'm always here. I may seem like a dick. But I know what you've gone through." Chef smiled warmly, giving Thema a reassuring pat on the shoulder, before leaving.
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Thema: Hatchet's f***ing retarded. He has no idea what he's talking about. I only need one person to talk to. Jafari doesn't always make assumptions. You know, because his head isn't hollow like that idiot, Chef's.
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"Sadaf. I believe that the Majestic Mesopotamia will be crumblin' soon." Isaiah announced to Sadaf, who had just finished praying.
"Oh? How so?"
"I told that crazy ginger girl to start using brute force on the team. Soon they'll be at each other's throats."
"Huh. I never struck you as conniving."
"I never said I was. Just tryin' ta make sure you, Lacey and I stay safe. You guys pull yer own weight, so I thought I'd help a bit more. A little bit more work never hurt anyone."
"Yeah. You say that all the time." Sadaf chuckled. "Have you ever thought of, you know, relaxing?"
"Like my father always says, I can relax when I'm dead."
"That's depressing."
"Hey, that's just my belief."
"Well, you know what. Sometimes beliefs need to be twisted and tapered with. Like, I think some of my culture's beliefs are utter s***."
"And how should we do that?"
"I'm gonna teach you how to relax."
"You? Little miss fiery?"
"Tss. Sorry that I don't take anyones bulls***." Sadaf rolled her eyes.
"Well, I guess I'd like ta see what you'll come up with. I trust that I'll still be leadin' this team?"
"No duh. This is strictly before and after challenge stuff. Now, we'll start with something simple." Sadaf sat on the ground and closed her eyes. Isaiah just stood there. Sadaf opened one eye and looked up. "Sit. Now."
Isaiah complied and sat down next to the Iranian girl. "...Now what?" Isaiah asked.
"Nothing. Just relax. Feel the wind. Listen to the birds or something."
"Is this how you channel your rage?"
"Yes. Very much so. I may fly off the handle. But I control when I do it. I do it when it's most appropriate. Unlike that b****, Thema."
"Ah...Alright." Isaiah laid back and closed his eyes, listening to what was around him. He inhaled and exhaled deeply.
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Sadaf: That boy seriously needs to chill out. I mean, he's just stern. But he's really hard on himself and shouty during challenges. I don't hate him. So why not help him? Plus, if he's more relaxed, the team won't target him for being a douchey leader.
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Dmitri was doing chin-ups with a thick branch of a large tree. When he dropped to the ground, he saw Emma running ahead. He stepped in front of the Canadian girl and stopped her in her tracks by grabbing her by her shirt.
"What are you up to?" Dmitri asked, a mix of concern and annoyance in his voice.
"Let go! I need to purge this team of evil! Including you!"
Dmitri lifted Emma up by the collar of her shirt. "Don't you remember our talk? Listen, this time." Dmitri's tone grew more agitated. "You must calm down. If you do not, I cannot save you."
"I don't need your sympathy. I was told by a true hero that the only way to get rid of the evil on this team by force."
"And who told you this?"
"Isaiah. The leader of the other team."
"Hm...I will talk to him later. Do not do anything you might regret." Dmitri dropped Emma
"Whatever, you big bully…" Emma muttered as she walked away.
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Emma: Dmitri's just a brute who uses his strength and size to bully others. How did I not see this before?
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Dmitri: I am really trying to help her. But she is practically killing herself. Is hopeless, I think.
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Lacey noticed Isaiah and Sadaf resting on the ground. "Uh, hello." Lacey greeted.
"Oh, what's up?" Sadaf asked.
"Nothing really. I'm just curious as to what we should do in terms of strategy. You know, since Carmen is still here."
"Well, who else is a threat? That's a start." Isaiah suggested.
"Let's see…" Sadaf began. "There's Thema, who is physical. Andres, who could be social. And Jafari, who could be both, plus he's strategic."
"So we should get rid of Jafari as soon as possible?" Lacey asked.
"Of course. He's a massive threat. Plus, he has numbers. My plan is to ditch Jafari, get Andres to join our alliance. We weed everyone else out and boom. We're in the final four."
"It's gonna be tough." Isaiah added. "Possibly…" He said, a lot quieter.
"Not if we keep those numbers all the way through."
"So that's our plan? Get rid of Jafari?" Lacey said. "I'm actually kind of worried about Thema. Jafari seems to be the one that keeps her from killing all of us."
"Well, she can suck it up. Jafari's cool and all. But he's a huge threat. He's gotta go. Like, in terms of history, would someone take an opportunity to off Genghis Khan if they could, regardless of his wife?"
"Well, actually, Chinggis Khan wasn't just-"
"The answer is yes. But first, we have to get rid of Carmen. Shouldn't be too hard."
"I suppose."
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Sadaf: I have all of this set up. If everything goes as planned, I'll have large numbers for the merge. Plus it will be well rounded. Strategy, myself. Booksmarts, Lacey. Brawn, Isaiah. And the social guy, Andres.
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Lacey: Hm...I guess Jafari is the best possible choice for our target after Carmen. But we need to make sure Carmen goes before anything else. The girl is a snake.
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Isaiah: Should I tell them about the final five idol? I mean, it would be kind of against my personal code of honor to coast all the way to the final five without at least some challenge. I mean, there's most of the Mesopotamia. But they seem like a bunch of morons, to be completely honest...I think I will tell them. Yeah. Some friendly competition couldn't hurt. Although...
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Dmitri met up with Clara and Andres, who was already doing crunches.
"Hello." He greeted the two.
"Bonjour." Clara said, obviously still a bit miffed.
"H-hey." Andres replied, struggling.
"Is something wrong, Clara?" Dmitri asked.
"Yes. I was trying to help Emma. Maybe get our alliance back together. But she just snapped at me!"
Dmitri groaned in disdain. "I talked to her earlier today. She won't listen to anyone on team."
"Has she been talking to the other team?"
"Da. Apparently she talked to Jamaican boy."
"That guy?" Andres wondered as he stood up. "He's not too bad. But from what I've heard you guys talk about, Emma's koo-koo. So why would she talk to him?"
"She's a lunatic. I have no clue" Clara growled.
"She seems like lost hope." Dmitri drolled. "Andres. Now that you're getting stronger, I'd like to see progress."
"What do you mean?" Andres asked.
Dmitri walked away and came back with a large rock. "Lift. Deadlift."
"Uh, I prefer living." Andres chuckled. "I'll give it a shot." Andres bent down and gripped the stone. He swiftly hung onto the rock and pushed his legs up.
"Now fully lift."
Andres struggled and lifted the rock over his head. He looked up and smiled. Clara and Dmitri smiled, proud of the boy.
"I really am getting stronger. Sweet!" Andres smiled as threw the stone.
"Indeed." Dmitri smirked.
"You're on your way." Clara said, her annoyance replaced with a smile.
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Clara: I think I really am making a difference with Andres. With Dmitri's help of course.
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Andres: This is great! At this rate, I'm gonna get, as Jacob would say 'hella swole' in no time! (Andres flexed his arms, beaming.)
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Jafari dragged his feet to the cabin, exhausted. He noticed Carmen sitting nearby. She spotted Jafari, grinned and waved. Jafari leered at the Spanish woman and continued walking.
"Hey. Hold on." Carmen walked up to Jafari. "What was that look you just gave me?"
"What do you think?" Jafari asked, a cold tone in his voice.
"What's got you so mad?"
"I don't know. You whored yourself out to eliminate one of my alliance members? You've been a cancer on this team and this game from the start? No matter what anyone tries to do we can't get rid of you? Pick one."
"Looks like someone is getting mad, knowing that I'm going to win. My strategy is key, mi amigo."
"I'm not your friend, you parasitic leech. Your 'strategy' is being slimy and using sex and murder to get your way. If you're trying to be an evil strategist, you're not even doing that right. You disgust me. Good day."
"...Huh…"
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Jafari: Eugh...First I lose an alliance member, then I can't find that damn idol, then Carmen gets in my face. I normally try to hold a positive demeanor. But I guess today's just a bad day. I've had my fair share of those…
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Carmen: Someone's cranky. (Carmen cackled a bit.)
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As Dmitri did his own exercise in solitude. Hans passed him.
"Guten tag, Dmitri." Hans smirked.
"Oh. Hello." Dmitri replied.
"So, who have you been voting for lately?"
"Why do you care? You cannot use trickery on me."
"Of course I can you stupid brute..." Hans whispered to himself.
"What was that?"
"Nothing nothing. Just curious."
"Well, in all honesty. Makoto and Emma."
"Oh. That's good that you're focusing on Emma. She pushed me into a sink the other day."
"Da. I've tried to help her. But she will not listen. She is hopeless. I am just worried she will do something rash."
"Then why don't you, you know, overpower her? Break her legs or something?"
"I will not stoop to her level. Like she has."
"I'm trying not to, but if she crosses me again…"
"Let us change subject. I heard you are now Anna's boyfriend. This is true, yes?"
"Yeah. We never talk. How did you know?"
"Anna told me. She talks about you a lot."
Hans's cheeks flushed a light red. "Oh...Alright…"
"You know. You don't seem like snake. Although, I shouldn't have really trusted Emma's judgement."
"Who?" Hans grinned wickedly.
"Wait, what? Emma. Crazy red-haired girl."
Hans rolled his eyes. "I know that. I'm saying that she will be gone much sooner than later. She's poisonous to mein alliance. I need her gone."
"Indeed. She just makes me mad."
"Well...you know that there's always an alternative…" Hans walked away, a smirk on his face.
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Dmitri: I want Emma gone, too. But I feel like Hans is planning something. His morals are more warped than mine. But, to be honest, I will not fault him for doing something about Emma. It is mean, yes. But Emma has gone mad.
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Hans: I don't plan on hurting a hair on that stupid girl's head unless she messes with me or mein alliance. If she cooperates and is just her normal, crazy self, she'll just be launched out of a catapult. If she doesn't something rash and tries to hurt me, Makoto, Rosa, or...god forbid, Anna….Let's just say nobody wants to see that.
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Lacey was reading in the girl's cabin while Sadaf listened to music. Soon, Carmen walked in and fumbled through her bag.
Sadaf glared at her. "What are you doing in here?" Sadaf spat.
"Getting a magazine. Calm down." Carmen hissed.
"Actually, Carmen. I'd like to talk to you for a second." Lacey said calmly.
"What?"
"Listen. Why do you commit such horrid acts of gameplay? These actions have caused everyone to hate you. I'm curious."
"I'm not here to make friends or impress anyone. I'm here to win. Using strategy and strategy alone."
"Well, backstabbing, blindsides, and sabotage are one thing. But you've tried to have people killed and you've had sex with someone for an idol. In my opinion, that's not strategy."
"What are you saying?"
"I'm just wondering. I'm just being civil with you. Nobody else seems to be."
"Because she's a b****." Sadaf added.
"Shh." Lacey shushed. "Is there are reason for your need for strategy? Total Drama is about being strong and social, too."
"I feel like brute strength and social skills just hold back one's intelligence and resourcefulness. I intend to show that this game can be won with just a good strategy."
"But you've been fumbling all over for about a week, now."
Carmen scoffed. "Says you. I'm still in the game, aren't I?" Carmen grabbed a magazine from her bag and walked away.
Lacey turned to Sadaf. "I tried."
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Lacey: Throughout history, most 'evil' individuals have a genuine reason for their actions. Which is why I'm trying to get into Carmen and Thema's heads. I'm sure there's a reason as to why they're so nasty. They're not like ghetto trash chavs. They have functioning brain cells and emotions. At least, I believe they do.
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Carmen: Lacey has no clue what she's talking about. She may be booksmart, but I bet she doesn't have this game planned out. Judging by how far people like her go, I'm predicting that she'll go far, but not win. Maybe her and I will be in the final two. That would be respectable. With me winning of course.
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Andres and Rosa sat at the firepit, a tiny fire was burning over dead leaves. Rosa stared blankly at the fire as Andres looked around a bit awkwardly.
"Sooo...Why did you sign up for this show?" Andres asked.
"My parents wanted me out of the house. And they knew I watch reality shows. So they kind of made me." Rosa replied.
"Oh, you like reality TV, too?"
"I guess. It's something to watch."
"Which ones? Total Drama? Survival? Ridonculous Race? Dante's Kitchen? '84?"
"Mostly this and Survival. That other stuff is too flashy."
"Alright. Cool. Who's your favorite Total Drama winner? Mine's either Owen or Duncan. Those are guys I'd party with."
"Eh, I don't know. They're all alright, I guess."
"What about Survival?"
"Hm...I guess Li, from season four."
"The stoic Asian dude? Makes sense." Andres chuckled. "Mine is Julio Ricardo Alejandro Suarez, from season eight. That guy was a legend!"
"Because he was Mexican?"
"Well, actually, he's from Argentina. But he was really funny. I've actually met him before and told him that he should do standup. I mean, he has the money for it."
"I guess." Rosa shrugged. "Hey...Why did you stay with me when I was in the freezer the other day?"
"Well, I just thought you might need someone to keep you smiling in such a dark time."
"Well, you're good at that." Rosa smiled.
Andres blushed and looked away. Rosa giggled a bit.
"H-hey...um...So...would you maybe...want to...do something sometime?" Andres asked.
"Eh, maybe later. I like just talking to you, for now."
Andres's face dropped, before forming back into a smaller, more humble smile. "Okay, fine by me."
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Rosa: Andres is really nice. But I don't know if I'm really a 'dating' kind of person. Heck, I'm not really even a 'social interaction' person, to a degree.
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Andres: I respect Rosa's decision. She doesn't hate me, she's just not ready. I'm fine with that. I love talking to her. (Andres sighed)...Oh! Lightning is another winner I'd hang out with! I could see him and Jacob being good friends.
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Thema sat on a large rock in the woods, in a usual unhappy mood.
"What does Chef know?" Thema grunted. "He's just some idiot meathead who likes barking orders…."
Soon, Jafari sat by Thema, in a similar disgruntled mood. Thema looked over at the boy.
"What's wrong with you?" Asked Thema.
"I've just had a really s***ty day so far…" Jafari groaned.
"Welcome to every day of my life."
"Whatever…"
Thema raised an eyebrow in intrigue. "Hm… Well… Since you always listen to my angst, let's hear what's wrong with you. Come on. Spit it out."
Jafari exhaled. "It's mostly Carmen. I lost an alliance member thanks to her."
"Is that it? Jacob was a prick."
"I know, but he was a necessary number. And it's not just that. She has the gall to approach me and practically gloat in my face! She's in such denial!"
"I hate her, too…That arrogant slut always gives me these looks that just scream 'I'm better than you.' I should've slit her throat when I had the chance."
"I don't know about going that far. I wouldn't mind if you kicked her off of that large cliff, though. And wait...you hate everyone."
"I don't hate you. I'll admit that."
"R-really?"
"Don't get all excited, dork. Just because I don't hate you doesn't mean I'm all buddy buddy with you are anything."
"Oh…"
"But I'm surprised you feel an emotion other than consoling happiness."
"You've seen me mad."
"I've seen you annoyed. But you seem legitimately angry, right now."
"I really am. Carmen needs to get off of her f***ing high horse."
Thema grinned. "I could always 'do away' with her."
"No, Thema. It's alright. She needs to learn this lesson by her own arrogance blowing up in her face like a grenade…"
Thema fidgeted a bit. "Yeah...Like that…"
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Jafari: It feels weird to want to win and lose a challenge at the same time...All I know is, if we win the next challenge, the one after that needs to be thrown. I still need to have time to find that Duncan idol. And...well...I'm glad Thema at least doesn't hate me. (Jafari smiled a bit.)
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Thema: Jafari is still kind of a pansy, but not nearly as much as I thought. I like when he's angry. I feel right at home. My whole life is essentially angry African guys yelling at me… But at least Jafari is tolerable. And he's almost never angry. So it's a novelty. I like it. (Thema smirked).
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"Campers! Please meet me at the firepit!" Damian announced over the loudspeaker.
The fourteen campers arrived at the firepit some were confused, since the sun was beginning to set.
"We have a challenge today? But, it'll be dark in a couple hours." Carmen asked.
"Yeah, what's goin' on? I have kind of a strict sleep schedule." Isaiah added.
"Well, looks like that'll be broken tonight. Because tonight's challenge is an all-nighter!" Damian announced.
"Oh, not that incessant awake-a-thon challenge, right?" Makoto snarled.
"Nope. In tonight's challenge, you'll have to be under the cover of darkness. You'll each be pulling off a heist! It goes like this. While you've been here, Chef placed 'ancient artifacts' in each cabin. Nile will be occupying the girls cabin and Mesopotamia will be occupying the guys cabin. Your goal is to steal the other team's artifact. Whichever team managed to successfully steal the other's artifact first wins immunity! We'll start when the sun goes down a little more, so I suggest planning your strategies."
The Majestic Mesopotamia gathered in the boys cabin. Anna held the 'tablet' in her hands. It looked to just be a dusty stone with markings scratched into it.
"Hans, how much do you think this is? It looks like a neat antique." Anna smiled.
"I'm not sure, Anna." Hans chuckled. "But can you please put it back? We need your strategic mind to aid us."
"Oh, sure." Anna placed the tablet back on the desk and sat with the rest of her team.
"So. We're going to need offense and defense." Makoto began to explain. "I say we have three people guard this cabin. Two on the outside, one on the inside, in the shadows. The rest go after the Nile artifact. Those four will split up and each take different paths. The front, the back, from above and from below. Got it?"
"Who made you in charge?" Clara spat.
"Yeah. Why should I listen to any of you?!" Emma barked.
"How about because I'm the only one here who knows what the hell he's talking about?"
"I say let's try." Dmitri said calmly.
"Wait, really?" Clara asked.
"Makoto may be complete ass. But I know that he is smart. Let us try his plan." Dmitri nodded.
Makoto smirked. "Look who's coming around."
"Shush. Do not get big head."
"Then who's gonna do what, brainiac?" Clara asked, snarkily.
"Let's see...Dmitri, Emma, Clara and myself on offense. Hans, Anna, and Rosa on defense. Dmitri, take the front. You're the muscle. Barrel in if you have to. Emma, take the back. Clara climb up the trees and get in through the roof. I'll get in from underground. Anna and Rosa, you're the front decoys."
"Decoys?" Rosa asked.
"Yeah, you'll be in the front just to throw people off. The real inside threat is Hans. Hans, if anyone gets inside. Make sure they don't come back out."
"Can do." Hans smirked.
"Wonderful. This challenge will be ours…." Makoto said devilishly.
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Emma: Why would I listen to anything they say? I'm joining Dmitri in getting through the front. Makoto doesn't tell me what to do.
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Makoto: Finally, my brain can be put to use on this stupid program…
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Lacey looked at the Nile artifact, which looked like an old skull with a headpiece.
"Hm...maybe an old Pharaoh? Or Aztec leader?" Lacey moved the skull around in her hands.
"Alright, everyone! Here's my plan!" Isaiah began. "We have two people guard the cabin and have the rest try to get into their cabin. Our numbers could possibly overwhelm them."
Lacey pondered for a moment. "Wait! I have an idea!" She exclaimed.
"Alright, Lacey. What's yer idea?"
"Alright. So there's an old Chinese war story where a city with only a handful of soldiers had to defend themselves from this enormous horde. So what does the general do? He sits in front of the gates, drinking tea. The horde's emissaries assumed that this was a trap and fled. I say we utilize this strategy. I'll sit right in front of the door, with a table and some tea. Hopefully it will psych out the Mesopotamia and they'll buy our offense some time to take the idol. And, just to be safe. We'll have two inside guards ready for anyone who tries to sneak in."
"Wow. That's good."
"That's brilliant." Jafari smiled.
"Alrighty." Isaiah said. "We're goin' with a mix of her plan and mine. Lacey will be sittin' in the front. We'll have Thema and Carmen on the inside. While everyone else, includin' myself is on offense. Who's ready?"
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Lacey: Ooh, this is so exciting! I've always wanted to do a history reenactment! This is gonna be so fun!
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Thema: Isaiah's crazy if he thinks Carmen and I can function in a small building, awake all night. Maybe I can use Carmen as a melee weapon against anyone that tries to get in…
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The sun had gone down and the entire island was lit only by the remaining skylight and the bright full moon. "Campers! You may begin!" Damian shouted over his megaphone.
Out of the Mesopotamia cabin, Makoto crept out and began sneaking around trees. Emma, Dmitri and Clara ran out. Anna and Rosa stood guard outside the cabin door. Hans kept himself concealed in the cabin, out of sight.
From the Nile cabin, Thema and Carmen remained in the cabin, Isaiah, Jafari, Andres, and Sadaf ran out of the cabin. Lacey soon walked out and set up a table and a few chairs. She poured herself a cup of tea and watched for anyone getting near the cabin.
Clara swiftly climbed up a tree and looked down at the roof of the Nile cabin. She slowly descended, trying to avoid making any sound. She softly jumped down onto the roof, cautious of her movements. She gripped one of the loose tiles and pushed it aside. She looked through the hole and noticed Carmen and Thema bickering.
"I don't see what your problem is with me." Carmen scoffed.
"You better watch that mouth of yours, before I slice it off, along with the rest of your head." Thema spat.
"Is this because I made your little boyfriend angry, today?"
"Boyfriend? You really are screwed up in the head!"
As the two continued to argue, Clara climbed down from protruding pieces of wood from the ceiling and walls. She reached to grab the skull, when she stepped on a squeaky piece of wood. Thema and Carmen turned to her. Clara stood frozen, her hand on the skull. Thema and Carmen looked at Clara, then each other, then Clara again. In no time, Clara was tossed out of the cabin the same way she came in. As she was thrown out, she tumbled down the roof and hit the ground.
"Dammit…" She groaned in pain.
Isaiah gathered Jafari, Andres and Sadaf into a huddle.
"Okay. Here's what we're doin'." Isaiah began.
"Actually. Do you mind if I took this one?" Jafari asked.
"Uh, why?"
"I've been practicing with chess based military strategies for a while. Trust me. I think we can do this if you put me in charge."
"Um, sure. Go ahead."
"I know where we can get shovels, so Andres and I will dig a tunnel under the cabin and try to get in from there. While you and Sadaf go in from the top. Sadaf will be the one actually going in and you lower her down with a rope."
"Where're we gonna get a rope?"
"Some of these trees have vines. Be resourceful. It puts hair on your chest."
"Ooh, cool." Andres said, looking down as his chest.
"Alright. We'll go wit yer plan." Isaiah shook Jafari's hand and the two duos split up.
Dmitri charged for the Nile cabin, Emma following him.
"Shouldn't you be going in back?" Dmitri asked.
"I'm not doing what those bastards tell me to do." Emma growled.
Dmitri rolled his eyes, as he got closer, he noticed Lacey sitting in front of the door, drinking tea.
"Hello. Would you like some tea?" Lacey said with a smile.
Dmitri backed up a bit. "I think this may be trap...we-"
"I'd love some tea." Emma replied, smirking. Emma walked over to the table and sat down. Lacey poured the Canadian girl a cup of tea. "Thank you very much." Emma took a sip. "Mm, what is this, jasmine?"
Dmitri looked confused and ran to find a different access point.
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Emma: What? I need a break from the evil that is my team. Lacey is considerate. And she makes great tea. Is that stereotypical of me to say because she's English? I hope not.
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Isaiah was already on the roof, waiting for Sadaf to finish climbing up the tree. He looked at his arm.
"Oh wait, my watch broke a month ago...Huh...You almost ready, Sadaf?" Isaiah whispered.
"Hang on!" Sadaf hissed quietly.
Sadaf soon managed to get onto the roof. Isaiah began tying a rope constructed of wayward vines to Sadaf's waist.
"Alright. I'm gonna lower ya down. Just quickly get the artifact and get out. I assume it'll be on the desk like in our team's cabin." Isaiah explained.
"Got it." Sadaf gave Isaiah a thumbs up as Isaiah moved a tile out of the way.
Sadaf jumped down before she was quickly stopped by Isaiah. She scanned the cabin and saw nobody inside, but she also couldn't find the tablet.
Little did Sadaf know, Hans hid himself and the tablet under one of the bunkbeds.
"I don't see it anywhere." Sadaf whispered.
"Keep lookin'." Isaiah replied.
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Damian: (Damian was chuckling) I never said they couldn't hide their artifacts. I'm surprised only Hans came up with that.
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Makoto crept behind the cabin and bent down. He crawled underneath the small building and felt for a loose piece of wood. "Come on…" He grumbled quietly. "These cabins are in such poor shape there should be a quiet way to get in from underneath…" Makoto put his ear up to the floor and heard Thema and Carmen once again arguing. "Urgh. Stupid women…" He pondered for a moment and soon got an idea. Makoto crept out from under the cabin. He peeked through the left side screen window and saw that Thema, who was sitting on the left bunk bed, stared at the skull. While Carmen, who was on the right, had her back turned to Thema. Makoto picked up a fairly large rock and tossed it. It broke through the screen and knocked Carmen in the back of the head. Makoto quickly ducked and crawled under the cabin.
"What was that for?!" Carmen screamed, holding her head, which was now bleeding a little bit.
"I didn't do anything." Thema said.
"Don't lie to me, you jealous b****!"
Carmen tackled Thema and the two began to fight. Makoto could hear the tussle and snickered. He busted through a rotted piece of wood and snuck into the cabin.
"And that basically sums up the horrible people that encompass my team." Emma said angrily.
"Oh...Well, I'm sorry to hear. But do you ever think that you're being a bit too harsh?" Lacey suggested.
Emma looked at Lacey coldly and took another sip of her tea. Lacey looked at the Canadian girl awkwardly. She turned her head slightly due to the noise. Lacey looked around and poured herself more tea.
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Lacey: Emma is….odd…
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Jafari and Andres readied their shovels behind the Mesopotamia cabin and began digging.
"You know, I kind of don't even want to win this challenge." Jafari said.
"Wait, why?" Andres asked.
"I'm just really sick of Carmen."
"Hey, I'm mad that she got my bro booted, too. But she'll be gone soon. I may know jokes, but she's nothing but a joke." Andres chuckled.
Jafari chuckled a bit. "That's awful."
As the two continued digging, Jafari tapped what felt like a hard surface above him.
"Alright! Let's bust through!" Andres said.
"Shhh!" Jafari shushed the Mexican boy. "There could be someone in there."
"Then what do we do?"
"We have to get in quietly."
Hans looked around as Sadaf dropped down onto the floor. The Iranian girl scoured the cabin. As she was about to search under the bed in which Hans was hiding, Jafari and Andres popped up from under the floor. Sadaf leaped in surprise.
"Gah! Don't do that!" Sadaf shouted.
"Shhh!" Isaiah hushed from the roof.
"Have you found the artifact, yet?" Jafari asked.
"I haven't found it yet." Sadaf replied.
Andres turned to see Hans under the bed. "It's right there."
"Oh…" Sadaf looked under the bed. Hans waved. "Get out from under there."
"I don't think so…" Hans said coldly.
Sadaf sighed and grabbed one of Hans's arms and pried him from under the bed. Jafari got up and tore the tablet from Hans's hands. Hans quickly punched Jafari in the stomach and grabbed the tablet. Jafari gritted his teeth and ran into Hans full force. Soon a full on fight broke out in the Mesopotamia cabin between Jafari, Sadaf and Hans. Andres sat on his bed, vigorously writing stuff down.
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Andres: A German, Egyptian, and Iranian fighting over a rock is a joke just waiting to happen. At least...I think so…
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Anna and Rosa heard the commotion inside and turned to the door. Before they could enter, Isaiah dropped down in front of them from the roof.
"Where do ya ladies think yer goin'?" Isaiah asked.
"Uh, in here." Rosa said blandly, walking into the cabin.
"Yeah. In here." Anna chirped as she also walked inside.
Isaiah sighed and entered as well.
As Thema and Carmen continued to fight, Makoto quickly grabbed the skull and ran for the door. Carmen noticed Makoto and tossed the large rock thrown at her, at him. The rock hit Makoto in the shoulder blade and he stumbled a bit. Thema and Carmen quickly got up and tackled the boy. As Makoto and the two women fell over, they busted through the door and landed on Lacey's table. Lacey flinched and Emma stood up in anger.
"You villains always ruin good times like this!" Emma snapped.
As the two girls and Makoto fought over the skull, Clara noticed the rumble and tried to grab the skull herself. She ended up receiving a punch in the face from Carmen and a punch from Makoto.
"Why would you hit me?! I'm on your side!" Clara shouted.
"Shush!" Makoto snapped.
Lacey noticed the skull in the wreckage and reached for it, but Dmitri quickly snatched it and ran for the cabin.
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Dmitri: I wasn't sure what to do, so I just hid behind tree until time was right. Sneaking is not my thing.
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Sadaf, Jafari and now Isaiah tussled with Hans, trying to get the tablet out the door. Anna, Rosa and Andres sat on Andres's bed in intrigue.
"Two hundred euros on Jafari." Rosa said to Andres.
"I don't know, Sadaf is a feisty one." Andres laughed.
Hans swung the stone, smacking Jafari in the face, before he was tackled by Sadaf. Isaiah quickly grabbed the tablet and headed out the door. On his way to his team's cabin, he noticed Dmitri running with the skull.
"Sorry mon, but I have to do this." Isaiah ran over to Dmitri and hit him hard in the chest with the stone tablet, knocking him back a bit. Isaiah picked up the pace and headed for the Nile cabin. He quickly opened the door and put the tablet on the desk.
"And we have our immunity winners! The Noble Nile!" Damian announced.
This announcement was met with assorted groans and cheers.
Jafari, Sadaf and Hans hobbled up.
"Damn, man. You fight dirty." Sadaf said to Hans, impressed.
"Tell that to the scratch marks you left on mein face. It's like you have claws." Hans chuckled.
"Ugh...my head…" Jafari whined, clutching his head.
"Well...that happened." Rosa said to Anna and Andres.
"That wasn't even stealth at the end!" Makoto roared. "That just turned into violent madness!"
"Oh shut up…" Emma said icily.
"Aw man...My tea set is broken. Those were antiques." Lacey said, forlorn.
"Alrighty, Mesopotamia! We'll be having our next elimination tomorrow night! So that'll give you all plenty of time to think about who to boot! But I suggest all of you get to bed!" Damian announced over the megaphone.
The next afternoon, Hans, Makoto, Anna and Rosa met once again.
"Alright." Hans began. "We know who's going home, correct?"
"No duh. That idiot Emma. She did nothing in last night's challenge…" Makoto grumbled.
"Time for the blonde hater to go down!" Anna shouted.
"Emma…" Rosa said.
"Good. And now, I say we all split up and find that final five idol. May the best person win." Hans smiled as him and Anna walked away. Rosa and Makoto looked at each other and went their own separate ways.
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Makoto: I swear that challenge should've worked, last night. But no. Everyone on this show is a meatheaded idiot that just barges in...Ugh…(Makoto put his head in hands and took a few deep breaths).
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Jafari sat with Thema. Jafari cracked his neck and groaned.
"Hey, are you feeling better at all?" Thema asked.
"You know, I really am. Wait...why?" Jafari wondered.
"Just wondering. Shut up." Thema crossed her arms and looked away. Jafari couldn't help but smile.
Soon, Clara approached the two. "Hello, I'm Clara. I'm a friend of Andres's." Clara greeted Jafari.
"I think at this point, everyone knows each other's names." Thema spat.
Clara ignored Thema and continued to speak. "So...I was thinking. Once the merge hits, since teams kinda make it hard. Would you mind if I joined your alliance? My team is out to get me in more ways than one."
"Well of course. The more the merrier. Did Andres ask you?" Jafari wondered.
"Well, I know he's in an alliance with you and that you seem great at this game, so I thought this would be the best choice."
"Well, you've made the right choice. Just try not to get voted off tonight." Jafari chuckled.
"Oh, don't worry, I won't be."
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Clara: Well, at least I now know I'm safe once the merge hits.
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Jafari: Looks like a got a new alliance member. That's good. Although, Thema didn't seem too happy to see her.
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Thema: Who does that little French b**** think she is? She just comes in and starts talking to the only person I don't hate. Scratch what I said about talking to her the other day. I hate her.
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Isaiah continued to search for the Duncan Idol, now looking in the Chrisisium.
"Ugh...My head.." Isaiah groaned. "Damn Damian's night challenge, breaking my sleep schedule…"
"Hey. I have been looking for you all day." Dmitri said, walking into the stadium.
"Oh hey. Sorry about hittin' ya so hard. I was all caught up in the moment."
"I am not mad. I just have question for you."
"Okay?"
"Did you talk to Emma yesterday?"
"Oh. Yeah, I did. That girl is drivin' ya guys off the deep end, it seems. I thought her freakin' out at you guys would give ya the one hundred percent opportunity ta send her packin'."
"Well, I am grateful, but we can handle this. Thank you."
"No problem." Isaiah smiled and shook Dmitri's hand.
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Isaiah: What? I didn't completely lie.
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Hans and Anna searched for the idol in what seemed to be a small mansion by the water's edge. They looked around and saw that the building was beginning to age with unkempt decay. Dust everywhere, walls peeling, and weathered portraits of Chris McLean everywhere.
"Well, if McLean hid the idol anywhere, it would've been in the hardest to reach spot. His personal Nirvana." Hans pondered.
Anna was already searching through desk drawers in the foyer. "I can't find it. But I found this pretty necklace. Looks like an heirloom."
"I've heard you talk about old stuff quite often. I assume you like antiques?"
"They're neat. I don't know when they're from. But old jewels and knick-knacks are interesting. I'm keeping this." Anna put the old necklace around her neck and smiled.
"Aww." Hans smiled. "Come on. Let's look upstairs."
Anna checked the walk-in closet and found nothing but a multitude outfits and another portrait of Chris.
Hans looked in the study, he found a large fireplace next to two large bookshelves. Over the fireplace was a picture of McLean with Gwen and Owen. Hans raised an eyebrow.
Rosa searched around the intern camp for the idol. She noticed Chef napping on a lawn chair and began to tiptoe. She slowly entered one of the intern trailers. She was face to face with two interns. The were relatively the same height and build. One was white with blonde hair, while the other was black with short black hair. She shushed them.
"Chef is sleeping." She said.
"Oh, hey. You're the one I gave spaghetti, too." The blonde one said. "Anything else I can help you with, beautiful?"
Rosa glared at the boy. "Actually yes… Where's the Duncan Idol? You guys must've worked for Chris, right?"
The blonde intern turned to the black haired one. He simply shrugged. "Hm...Wait. I know." The intern motioned for Rosa to get closer. He began whispering in her ear. She nodded.
"Okay, whatever. Thanks." Rosa said quietly, before leaving the trailer.
"What did you tell her?" The black haired intern asked.
"Shhhh. It's a secret." The blonde teased.
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Rosa: Huh. Whatever. I guess I'll just keep looking.
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Clara jogged along the beach to clear her head.
"I wonder just how safe I am right now…" Clara thought to herself. "I have some friends and I have an alliance set. We all know who's going home tonight. But if we lose tomorrow, I could be done for…" She stopped at the base of cliff Wawanakwa and looked up, the sky was grey and cloudy. "Huh."
"Do you think it will rain today?" Dmitri asked, walking by.
"No. Probably not. It doesn't look too bad."
"Ah. I deal with bad weather all the time at home. So I can never tell."
"Oh yeah, it's cold in Russia isn't it?"
"Very much so… One day, I heard it was colder where I was than it was on Mars. That is not normal."
"Eh, is anything in today's world?"
Dmitri chuckled. "Hey, who is girl that Andres is trying to get in shape for?"
"Rosa. The Italian girl on our team."
"Oh. Well, I do not blame him. She is attractive woman."
"I thought you said you weren't attracted to anyone." Clara playfully punched Dmitri in the chest.
"Correction. I am not looking for relationship. I never said I didn't think any woman was attractive. On contrary. Most women in this game are good looking."
"Oh really?"
"Da."
"Da's a boy."
Dmitri groaned. "I mean, um, yes."
"Who do you think is the most?"
"Probably Rosa, you, and Olivia." Dmitri shrugged.
"Well, thank you." Clara smiled.
"Is no problem."
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Clara: A super hot guy thinks I'm good looking? Well, that really helped my self-esteem.
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Dmitri: Women can be trouble, though. I once was in relationship when I was fifteen. Woman was crazy. She would always yell at me when I was finished working. Relationship is not for me.
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Makoto checked the stones around the firepit for the Duncan idol. Emma approached the boy.
"Look whos plan failed last night. See? Evil never prospers." Emma hissed.
"We could've possibly won if those retarded brutes didn't start barreling in. Or, you know, if you actually did something!"
Emma crossed her arms. "I was in the company of someone who is actually nice."
"Why are you even talking to me if you hate me so much?"
"I'm here to give you what you deserve. Ridicule. See? It's fine if I do it. You deserve it."
Makoto scowled and slapped Emma across the face. Emma put her hand over her cheek, rage in her eyes.
"You….you...you…" Emma stammered.
"What?" Makoto grinned. "Villain? Scoundrel? Monster? Here's the thing…" Makoto grabbed Emma by her shirt collar. "I know." A twisted smirk formed on the Japanese boy's face. "Now, I suggest that you pack your things. You'll be seeing the Chinaman very soon…" Makoto shoved Emma aside and walked away.
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Makoto: It's just too easy with her. I'm gonna miss fooling with her. But at the same time, I'll be ecstatic when her and her imbecilic ideals are off of this island.
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Emma: He's going to pay...Him...Hans...Clara...They're going to pay…
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Emma stormed over to the mess hall. She snuck in and noticed that it was empty. She could smell Chef's usual lumpy gruel cooking on the stove. Emma creeped into the kitchen and began looking for something.
"I know that psycho has one…" She mumbled to herself. She opened the fridge and saw a small tank containing a red blowfish. Emma picked the fish up and tossed it onto the kitchen table. It quickly puffed up and began flopping around. Emma picked up a meat cleaver and raised it above the fish.
"I'm sorry, little guy." Emma consoled. "But you're a noble sacrifice for the greater good." She brought the cleaver down and chopped the fish in half. She began chopping more and more until the fish was diced up. She then took bowls out, scooped the slop on the stove into each one and set both tables. Emma took the pieces of chopped up fish and placed them into the bowls where Hans, Clara and Makoto usually sat. She mixed the slop in said bowls up, so the fish couldn't be seen, tossed the knife into the sink and dashed out of the building.
Chef entered the building shortly after and noticed that the tables were set for the campers. "Huh…" He thought, before shrugging it off. "Whatever. Maybe those interns are useful for more than just challenges."
Later, the fourteen contestants sat in the mess hall, attempting to stomach Chef's cooking. Emma glared at the members of her team.
"So, anyways." Makoto continued before taking a bite of food and swallowing. "I…." Makoto stopped, his face now even more pale.
"Makoto? What's wr-" Hans tried to ask before also stopping. He then saw Makoto beginning to choke.
Clara also felt a similar sensation, her face had gone white and she breathed heavily.
"Clara. What is wrong?" Dmitri asked.
Clara tried to speak, but could only form gagging noises. Her, Hans and Makoto soon turned blue and collapsed to the floor.
"Hans?! Hans, what's wrong!?" Anna screamed in terror.
At this point, the Noble Nile noticed the commotion and walked over, unsure of what to do.
"What you see before you is simply the universe setting itself in balance." Emma began. "These vile monsters are getting what they deserve."
Chef bursted through the door. "Who took my fugu fish?!" He shouted, before looking at the three teenagers convulsing on the floor. "Oh. That's where it went…"
Dmitri turned to Emma, a mix of disappointment and rage in his eyes. "What did you do?" He asked roughly.
"Oh shut up! I was simply doing my job! Karma wasn't being acted on these cretins! So I took action!" Emma screamed.
Anna was now bawling her eyes out. "YOU ARE EVIL!" She shouted. "I KNEW YOU WOULD DO THIS! EVIL BLONDE HATER!" She continued to cry.
"How dare you, you ungrateful puppet!" Emma shouted. She raised her hand and struck Anna hard across the face. Hans, before fading into unconsciousness, noticed this and gritted his teeth.
Dmitri picked Emma up and slammed her into the wall. "Look at what you've done!" Dmitri scolded. Hans, Clara, and Makoto were being wheeled away in stretchers, Anna glared at Emma, tears streaming down her face and a bright red hand print on her cheek. Rosa looked at Emma in shock. "You think this is heroism!? You are lost cause! I have had enough of your actions! You are terrible person." Dmitri dropped Emma onto the floor and stormed off. Anna walked over to Emma, spit in her face and walked away as well. Rosa, flung a piece of gruel at her, still a bit frightened.
"Damn. That was brutal." Carmen said, impressed.
"Yeah. Wow." Thema chuckled.
"No...No...Nononononononono." Emma curled up and began to cry. "No! I'm not evil! I'm the good guy! Nonononono!"
"Alright, nothing to see here, people." Damian began. "C'mon, get out." Rosa and the Noble Nile quickly exited the cafeteria. But Emma stayed put, sobbing in terror and regret.
Later that evening, in the infirmary, Hans and Makoto began to speak.
"This...This is the final straw…" Hans slurred, due to the pain killers and toxin.
"Are you ready to get fiery, now?" Makoto asked.
"I'm more than ready."
"Hey...can I join you guys?" Clara wondered, rubbing her temples in pain. "That b**** needs to be knocked down a couple dozen pegs…"
"Of course." Makoto grinned.
The three hobbled to the Hurl of Shame and Makoto began to tinker with it.
"Make it so she's launched into the water." Clara suggested.
"Is that the best you've got?" Makoto scoffed.
"No. That's fine. I have something else planned, anyway." Hans grinned maliciously before clutching his stomach.
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Rosa: Yeah, Emma. What she did today was actually crazy… (Rosa placed a slip of paper that read 'Emma' into the ballot box.)
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Anna: You're gone, blonde hater! (Anna placed a slip into the ballot box.)
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Dmitri: Oh, Emma, I am so disappointed in you… (Dmitri placed a slip in the ballot box.)
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Clara: Later, b****. (Clara placed a piece of paper that read 'Emma' into the ballot box.)
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Makoto: (Makoto held his stomach.) Goodbye, Emma. You horrid, wretched girl… (Makoto placed a slip into the ballot box.)
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Hans: (Hans also held his stomach in pain.) Oh, Emma's not just going home tonight. I will show her what happens when you f*** with me… (Hans placed a slip into the ballot box, a look of loathing in his eyes.)
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Emma: (Emma sobbed in the confessional.) I've failed...I've stooped to their level...I should just face it...This world isn't worth saving. Evil has won...That's why I'm resigning. (Emma held up a piece of paper with her own name written on it and placed it into the ballot box.) I just hope someone else can rid this game of evil. But I doubt it. This world is just too cruel...Cruelty and hatred is what helps you prosper...It's agonizing… (Emma began to cry again.)
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The seven Majestic Mesopotamia members sat at the firepit. Damian held six passports in his hand.
"Well, campers. Looks like you have a pretty unanimous vote." Damian said. "That being said, the camper going home tonight is…"
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Hans and Makoto grinned as Emma stood up sadly. As she began to walk away, Hans stood up slowly.
"Hey." He said.
Emma turned to see Hans's hand out, offering a handshake. She looked at him in utter disgust. "I will never shake your hand." She pointed at him.
Hans gripped the girl's hand and pulled her close to him. "Good. But. Just so you know...this is what happens when you harm me, along with those I care about." Hans forcefully shoved Emma towards the roaring campfire. She stumbled back and fell into the flames. She screeched in agonizing pain and quickly rolled out. Her clothes and hair on fire, she quickly rolled in the dirt, putting the fire out. She laid there, shivering in the fetal position as black smoke rose from her curled form. Her hair was burnt up to the back of her neck, she had burns on her clothes, along with multiple red and black marks on her body. Hans looked at the charred girl with nothing but hatred in his eyes.
Chef quickly ran up to the girl and looked around her shaking body. "Eh, she's got a couple first and second degrees. The Playa infirmary will take good care of her." Chef carefully picked the, now crying again, Emma up and placed her into the catapult. Damian pulled the lever and the Canadian girl was sent flying off of the island. But instead of landing at the Playa, she plummeted into the lake with a splash.
Hans, Clara and Makoto cackled madly. Anna smiled and clapped her hands. Rosa kept her usual bored expression. Dmitri, however, looked extremely disappointed.
"Well, uh, yeah. That sure was a violent episode." Damian chuckled nervously. "What will the Majestic Mesopotamia do now that Emma is gone? What will become of Thema's possible jealousy towards Clara? And just where is the elusive Duncan Idol? Find out next time...maybe...On Total! Drama! Nations!"