Disclaimer: I do not own Total Drama.
Note: Two updates in one day! When was the last time I managed to do that?! I doubt I'll be able to do that again any time soon, but I'm gonna try to keep up the updates until I'm back at Uni … and I'll keep it going then, if I get the time to do so. Things are really coming together on BvB; it's just … so easy to be in the 'groove' for it. Let's see how long that lasts, eh? Well, enjoy the chapter!
Green light go … red light stop!
The challenge continued without a single second of pause. Rai and Liv had tagged their team mates, and now it was up to Sarge and Wittney to continue the obstacle course. Sarge was currently in the lead, and Wittney was trying her hardest to keep up with her much swifter opponent.
"Give it up Wittney, you'll never catch me!" Teased Sarge as he dashed ahead of Wittney.
"Just you wait!" Panted Wittney. "It's not over yet!"
"No, but it will be soon." Smirked Sarge.
Sarge arrived at the next obstacle, the greasy ladders. Two ladders covered in slippery grease were set up, and it was clear that Sarge and Wittney needed to climb them.
"Too easy." Chuckled Sarge as he started to climb up one of the ladders. "Not the slippiest thing I've ever felt, but it comes close."
Wittney arrived at the ladders and began to climb up as quickly as she could … which was still not notably fast.
"I shall not lose this challenge!" Yelled Wittney.
The music stopped.
Sarge froze and went very still, while Wittney reacted to the lack of music just a little too late.
ZAP!
"Owwwww!" Yelped Wittney as her fluffy pink hair stood on end and went spiky. "Urgh, this is not an artistic look…"
When the music turned back on the two teens began to climb once again. Once or twice they nearly slipped due to the grease, but both managed to make steady progress towards the top. Soon enough Sarge reached the top of the ladder and hauled himself onto solid ground.
"That was an easy ladder to climb. You know who else is easy to cling? … My mum!" Smirked Sarge.
"Sarge, stop fooling around! Come and tag me!" Called John.
"Right, right." Nodded Sarge as he ran towards John while Wittney started to haul herself onto solid ground, looking tired.
The music stopped.
Sarge froze once again and Wittney stayed as still as she possibly could.
"Please don't zap me." Pleaded Wittney.
The music started again and Sarge ran to John and tagged him. John ran off quickly while Wittney lightly jogged over to Cy and tagged him.
"Get … running…" Panted Wittney.
"Can do. You're panting a lot, one could almost call you panty, huhuhuh." Joked Cy as he jogged off after John.
"That guy is funny." Noted Sarge.
"He's really not." Stated Wittney.
(Confessional: Comedy is subjective.)
Wittney: I excel in many areas … stamina is not one of them.
Cy: Huhuhuhuh, I have a plan to stop John…
John sprinted quickly along the straight corridor leading to the next obstacle. He was not wearing a shock collar and thus had no reason to slow down.
"No distractions. Full speed." Muttered John as he ploughed on ahead.
John soon came to the pool of leeches and took a jump into it to put himself further ahead of Cy; however, the leeches quickly started to go at him making John wince.
"Ack! It tickles in all the wrong ways." Groaned John.
After a moment or two of wincing and shaking John started to make his way forwards through the water. The water came up to his chest, so John's progress was slowed somewhat. This gave Cy the time to catch up and jump into the water with him and attempt to catch up, but given the depth of the water along with the leeches it wasn't going to be easy.
"Slow down hombre, I just wanna tell ya something, huhuhuh." Chuckled Cy as he tried to catch up with John. "Also, I don't want to lose."
"You'll have to knock me out, because I'm not stopping for anything." Stated John.
Cy kept going after John, but John's buff frame gave him the advantage over Cy's more lanky build.
(Confessional: Puberty tickles in all the wrong ways as well.)
Wishami: I have to wonder, isn't it kinda … highly dangerous to have this challenge involve water? I mean, water and any amount of electricity do not mix. I hope nobody will get hurt.
Cy: Time for my plan. This might sting a little, huhuhuhuh.
The two boys continued trudging through the leech filled water for a few moments, Cy keeping an ear out for the music and if it was soon to stop.
The music stopped.
John continued moving, confident he could build up a lead, but Cy grinned and started to shake his arms.
ZAP!
Cy was zapped by his shock colour, and due to the fact he was in the water John and the leeches also took a harsh shock as well. Not enough to be anywhere near fatal, but enough to really hurt.
"ACK! What the hell?" Gasped John while wincing in pain.
"All's fair in love and war, huhuhuh." Winked Cy, looking smoky and a tad weary as he pulled ahead of John.
"How are you still able to move?" Moaned John as he tried to steady himself.
"My dad is an electrician; he's taught me stuff … I'm used to being zapped." Replied Cy.
Cy hauled himself onto dry land and tagged Tyrian.
"Keep up the pace." Said Cy.
"I'll do things my way and go at my pace." Stated Tyrian shortly as he approached two small tunnels and began to crawl through the one that had a purple splotch of paint above it.
"Hurry up John, they're getting ahead!" Urged Wishami. "Also, are you ok?"
John staggered to the shore and tagged Wishami.
"I'll live. Keep moving." Ordered John.
"On it!" Saluted Wishami as she ran for the red marked tunnel and began to crawl through it as quickly as she could.
(Confessional: It's like fishing with a bug light … electrifying!)
Wishami: (She holds her chest and takes a deep breath). Thank Vishnu I didn't get selected for the leech pool; if I had been … I might have been removed due to medical reasons. John is lucky he didn't have to wear the shock collar; if he did, he'd have been even worse off…
John: Dirty trick Cy … but I admit, a smart move … ow…
Liv: Chris is letting those who finish their section of the challenge watch the rest … what I just saw was both epic and crazy. Hopefully the big personalities will target each other before me. But geez, I hope those two are ok.
Tyrian crawled through his tunnel at a moderate pace. He wasn't rushing or going overly fast, but he was keeping a constant pace. He had a frown on his face.
"Dark damp conditions … and yet, no mushrooms to be found, I call shenanigans on this violation of basic nature knowledge." Muttered Tyrian.
Tyrian crawled onwards and came to a two way intersection.
"Left or right?" Pondered Tyrian. "… The ground looks less disturbed on the left, likely due to inactivity, so right it is."
Tyrian crawled onwards, not sparing a glance to anything except what was in front of him.
Meanwhile in the Brawn tunnel Wishami was crawling through the dark tunnel as quickly as she could. It was quite dark, but there were small cracks allowing some light in so that she could find her way.
"It's a good thing I'm petite and slender. If I was a bigger girl, this would be really difficult for me." Mused Wishami. "Too bad my dark vision isn't very good."
Wishami, like Tyrian, came to a two way intersection.
"… Not only do I have no coin to flip, I have no space to flip a coin." Lamented Wishami. "Ok, left or right … err…"
Wishami pondered her choice as she gazed for any kind of clue. Her gaze landed on a rock that had fallen out of the wall on the left.
"Maybe that rock fell out due to an intern testing the challenge?" Noted Wishami. "Left it is."
Wishami crawled down the left path, hoping she had made the right choice.
The music stopped.
Wishami froze and didn't move a muscle.
"Ow!" Yelped a voice from somewhere nearby.
"… Was that the mushroom guy from the other team?" Asked Wishami out loud. "He seems close … better move faster."
(Confessional: In this case, rely on sound over sight.)
Tyrian: I suppose I could crawl faster, but there are two reasons not to. First, I'd rather not get shocked. Second, I'm safe regardless of if we win or lose. Besides, nobody can see me in my part of the challenge, so I can just say I got lost if they get fussy.
Wishami: Gee, the great outdoors sure is enclosed at times.
At the other end of the tunnel system Diamond and Eliza were waiting for their respective team mates to exit the tunnels.
"This suspense is killing me." Muttered Diamond.
"Tell me about it. I'm getting a case of the jumping beans, I feel so bouncy." Agreed Eliza as she hopped from heel to heel. "Hopefully they didn't get lost."
"We need a sign they are still on their way." Agreed Diamond.
The music stopped and two pained yelps were heard.
"That's as good a sign as any, I suppose." Noted Diamond.
"Come on Wishy, you can do it!" Called Eliza into the tunnel. "Oh, and good luck on the rope swing Diamond … you'll need it, heheheh!"
Diamond tried to look bold.
"Don't underestimate me." Warned Diamond quietly.
Tyrian exited the tunnel and dusted himself off, before tagging Diamond.
"Move quickly, and don't stop to admire the view. Use momentum, mass and velocity to your advantage." Instructed Tyrian.
"Can do." Nodded Diamond as she jogged up the stairs leading to the ropes as quickly as she could go.
Eliza glanced at the tunnel.
"You there Wishy?" Asked Eliza.
Wishami popped her head out of the tunnel and tagged Eliza quickly.
"Make like George of the Jungle and swing!" Exclaimed Wishami.
"Not a problem." Assured Eliza with a grin as she ran off after Diamond.
(Confessional: Tunnel buddies!)
Earl: You know, this is the problem with being one of the last ones in the line-up … I have to stand around and wait for everybody before me to finish. At least it gave me time to practise my dance moves and consider my next move. I'm thinking I need Eliza on my side … and if that's not possible, take out whoever is holding the opposing alliance together. Remove the glue and the puzzle falls apart. Funky!
Ollie: Man, I am glad I am sitting out. This challenge is mental! Sometimes it pays to speak up first.
Diamond ran up to the top of the stairs and saw two ropes set up, ready to be swung from. A short distance away was another platform where Bianca was standing, looking excited.
"Go for it Diamond!" Cheered Bianca. "What do you have to lose?"
"My life." Mumbled Diamond quietly as she grabbed a rope.
The music stopped.
Diamond froze and tries not to tremble, whilst hearing Eliza yelp from somewhere behind her.
The music continued and Diamond let how a sigh of relief.
"Ok … one … two… three! YAAAAARRRGH!" Exclaimed Diamond as she jumped off the platform and swung down to the platform where Bianca was.
Diamond landed and wobbled … right as the music stopped again.
"OWIE!" Yelped Diamond as her hair went spiky and pointy. "Owwww…"
"Are you ok?" Asked Bianca.
"… I'm forty percent sure I am." Muttered Diamond as she weakly tagged Bianca. "Just go."
"Can do Miss D." Saluted Bianca as she dashed off, while Diamond flopped over forwards.
Eliza grabbed the rope and swung off quickly.
"Aaahhhaaahhhhaaaaahhhhh!" Whooped Eliza in an imitation of George of the Jungle. "Look alive Earl!"
Earl looked up and grinned.
"Oh, I am totally alive!" Exclaimed Earl.
Eliza swing past Earl, tagging him in the process, and landed on her feet after a flip.
"Run Earl! Don't make my epic swinging go to waste!" Exclaimed Eliza.
"You can count on me more than a Math Magician!" Declared Earl as he jogged along the course. "Nice swinging; are you related to any jungle men?"
"Only distantly!" Called Eliza.
(Confessional: Finer rope swinging I have never seen.)
Eliza: What can I say? Being a park ranger gave me plenty of time to practise my athletic ability.
Earl: Time to show off my moves! Prepare to count how many times I get zapped … zero!
Diamond: … I've never been so active before. Usually I just stay inside and read. Well, mummy does say it's good to try new things, I guess.
Bianca dashed through a corridor as fast as her short legs could carry her. She wanted to keep as much distance between herself and Earl as she possibly could.
"I'm gonna do it! I'm gonna do it! Nothing can stop me now!" Cheered Bianca.
The music stopped.
Bianca tried to stop to a stand-still, but clearly did not do it quickly enough.
ZAP!
"Ouchie!" Yelped Bianca. "Not cool Chris!"
Bianca composed herself and resumed running; she soon rounded a corner … and gulped nervously at what lay ahead.
A corridor full of electrified trip wires, all set up in various angles, lay dead ahead.
"In the words of Stan Marsh … aw crap." Said Bianca dramatically. "Well, here I go!"
Bianca ran forwards and tried to slide under the first electric wire.
ZAP!
Bianca failed and smacked right into it.
"Ow!" Yelled Bianca as she fell backwards … right onto more wires.
"Ow!
"Owie!"
"It burns!"
"Mummy!"
While Bianca was flailing about and getting up close and personal with all the electric wires Earl ran up and skidded to a halt. He surveyed the scene and smirked.
"Electric wires? For a Warlord of Funk like me, this is nothing." Said Earl confidently.
Earl prepared to make his move … but then the music stopped.
"Sit tight folks." Said Earl to a camera. "This'll just take a moment."
"OW!" Yelped Bianca again due to moving whilst the music was off.
When the music came back on Earl cracked his knuckles and struck a pose … and then made his move.
Earl jumped into the wires, doing the splits to avoid some of them, and then started to do the worm to get underneath a few low set wires. Earl jumped up and began to moonwalk his way through a tricky bunch of close knit wires, and once he had moonwalked his way into orbit of safety Earl flashed a wink to the camera from behind his shades.
"Boogie time!" Declared Earl.
Earl adjusted his shades and began to do the thriller dance as he made his way towards the end of the hallway where Moe was standing in wait.
"Go Earl! Dance! Dance! Dance!" Whooped Moe.
"Can do." Grinned Earl.
The music stopped.
Earl froze in place and held his position.
"Ow!" Yelped Bianca again, now twitching from all the zaps she had endured.
The music resumed and Earl leapt onto safe ground.
"Hooray! Great dancing!" Cheered Moe whilst applauding.
"Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all contest." Chuckled Earl as he tagged Moe. "Show me what you got Moe!"
"Will not won't do!" Saluted Moe as he ran off down the course.
Fosley sighed from his position and glanced at Bianca.
"Hurry up Bianca! Moe is getting away!" Exclaimed Fosley.
Bianca flopped out of the electric wire hall and groaned as she landed at Fosley's feet.
"That … kinda hurt." Mumbled Bianca. "… I can see stars, and suns too…"
"Just tag me." Stated Fosley.
Bianca tapped Fosley's shoe.
"Eh, close enough." Shrugged Fosley as he ran off after Moe.
(Confessional: Where's Jade from Tween Tour when you need her?)
Bianca: … I feel tingly, and not in a nice way. Anybody got a band aid … or twenty?
Earl: What can I say? Dancing is in my blood … my blood type is Funk Positive.
Fosley: Looks like I have some lost time to make up for … I think I can handle that; I work well under pressure.
Rai: being done with the challenge and being allowed to watch the rest of it has its perks. Earl sure can dance!
Moe jogged down the obstacle course corridor as quickly as he could run.
"Keep running Moe! Don't slow down! Just pretend rabid radioactive bees are chasing you." Said Moe to himself. "… BEES?! AAAAAAARRRRGH!"
Moe's imagination spurred him to run faster and soon he arrived at his obstacle. Set up were two see-saw ramps and one steep slippy static ramp leading up to Ruth.
"Hi Ruth!" Called Moe. "I'm on my way!"
"Ok, you do that." Shrugged Ruth.
Moe ran forwards up the red see-saw, and nearly slipped over.
"Oof! What the sugar?" Asked Moe out loud. "… Vegetable oil? Chris, that's wasteful!"
Moe shrugged and began to carefully make his way up the ramp. As he did so Fosley arrived and quickly headed to the purple ramp at full speed.
"Slow down Fosley! The ramp has vegetable oil on it!" Cautioned Patsy.
Fosley tried to slow down, but was too late to do so and slipped over.
"Oof!" Groaned Fosley as he got back to his feet.
Fosley started to carefully make his way along the purple see saw; as he did so Moe made it to the other side of his see saw and gently slid down to solid ground.
"Hooray!" Cheered Moe.
"I still need to be tagged." Stated Ruth.
"On my way." Saluted Moe. "… Does that ramp have vegetable oil on it too?"
"Yes." Confirmed Ruth.
Moe smiled goofily and charged at the ramp as fast as he could while Fosley started to make his way off of the purple ramp.
"Here I go!" Yelled Moe as he charged up the ramp full speed and flopped at Ruth's feet. "Hi."
"Hello." Acknowledged Ruth.
Moe tagged Ruth.
"Remember, John wants you to win this challenge." Reminded Moe.
"It shall be done." Said Ruth in determination.
Ruth ran off to the final part of the course as Fosley dashed up the ramp and just barely managed to get himself onto solid ground.
"Slippy?" Asked Patsy.
"Like you wouldn't believe." Sighed Fosley. "Go!"
Patsy nodded as she ran off after Ruth to the final part of the course.
There was a moment of silence.
"You ever wondered why Sonic the Hedgehog has never taken a swimming lesson despite how many games he's been in?" Asked Moe.
"Sometimes." Admitted Fosley.
(Confessional: Greasy ramps are the worst thing since the Nintendo Virtual Boy.)
Moe: Some questions just need to be asked. If I don't ask them, who will? … Maybe congress?
Patsy: So, to win at this challenge I need to succeed at a sporty activity … pray for me. At least I can take comfort in the fact it is not dodgeball.
Ollie: So, we need to rely on Patsy to win this for us? … We've got this in the bag.
Bianca: Man, if I hadn't left my cheerleader pom-poms back home I could cheer for Patsy; she might need the support.
Ruth ran through the final corridor and soon found herself at the top of a tall ledge; below it was a target that was red and white, with a yellow bull's-eye; it was surrounded by water. The intercom crackled into life.
"Attention Ruth and Patsy; you have to land on that bull's-eye in order to win the challenge for your team. If you miss or land in the water you must climb back up to the diving ledge and try again. We will keep going until we have a winner." Said Chris, before hanging up the intercom.
Ruth glanced down and the target and nodded to herself.
"I must win, Boss expects it. I cannot let the boss down … never again." Said Ruth in steely determination as she took a few steps back to get a running start.
"Wait for me!" Wheezed Patsy as she ran up as quickly as she could. "My team is counting on me!"
Patsy ran past Ruth, and then Ruth shot forwards. Both girls jumped, right as the music stopped.
ZAP!
"Ow!" Yelped Patsy.
"Ouch." Said Ruth in monotone.
The two girls free fell for a few seconds. One girl hit the water and one girl hit the bulls-eye.
Chris strode up to the diving ledge and grinned.
"It looks like today's winners are…
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The Brutal Brawns!" Declared Chris.
Ruth smiled to herself while Patsy surfaced from under the water and spat some of it out.
"Note to self, never high dive again." Sighed Patsy as she started to swim for dry land.
(Confessional: Bulls-eye!)
Ruth: Victory is so very sweet.
Liv: Darn, so close … well, I suppose a streak up to the merge was a pretty lofty expectation for anybody to have anyway.
Ollie: … I tempted fate, didn't I?
Sarge: Ruth may be only a two out of ten, but it seems she has some skills.
A while later the two teams were back at the start of the maze, with Chris standing in front of them. Chris threw up his arms grandly and began to summarise.
"And there we have it. The Brawns are today's immunity winners; that should stop anybody from complaining that the season is too one sided." Chuckled Chris. "Enjoy your relaxing evening Brawns, you are all safe … for now."
"Count on this being the start of a long streak." Assured Sarge.
"What he said. We work well as a team." Agreed Rai.
"Well, keep it up you guys." Nodded Chris, before he turned to the Brilliant Brains. "Well Brains, you were not so brilliant today. You blew it big time and you should be ashamed, since now you have to vote off one of your own."
"Rude." Said Liv while looking offended.
"I'd like to see you do better." Frowned Patsy.
"Er, I'll pass." Said Chris awkwardly. "You nine have until sundown to decide who you shall be voting off. Until then, you may head back to your camps."
The two teams left the challenge clearing; the Brawns looked quite content at their victory and were no doubt happy with the outcome, while the Brains were already thinking about who to vote out.
(Confessional: Way to fail Brains!)
Earl: Suh-weeeet! I stick around for another day … maybe two if tomorrow is another reward. I shall make use of this time … right after I eat dinner. You can never have too much dinner.
John: Ruth did great today, but I think we all played a part … especially me. I got roasted for this victory…
Tyrian: Well, that sucked. Oh well, time to trim the roses and keep the precious spores, metaphorically speaking.
Patsy: I could watch the cameras to see how the vote is gonna go … but, I cannot do that. I don't want to give any ammo to whoever that cloaked figure is. I'll play legit tonight … I better not regret this.
(Brutal Brawns)
Earl, John and Ruth were all sitting by the shelter, eating a meal of fruit stew. Earl was the first to speak.
"Great work today guys, all three of us. I danced through those lasers in such a rad way, you John got fried for immunity and are still in one piece … and Ruth, great bulls-eye. Yep, we all played our part." Said Earl in content.
"Thanks Earl. But one victory is not enough, we have to ensure we do the same thing for every immunity challenge from now on … and reward challenges too if possible." Stated John.
"You seem sense dawg; just chill and relax. We won immunity, we've earned the right to kick back and relax." Said Earl as he out his hands behind his head and lay back against the wall of the shelter.
"I know." Admitted John. "I just want to ensure safety of myself and my alliance."
"And we are safe until next immunity. Just skill, ok?" Said Earl patiently. "Ruth seems to know how to chill."
Ruth was lying on her back and looking up at the clouds.
"Permission to make a suggestion Boss." Stated Ruth.
"Granted." Shrugged John.
"You should relax. Stress is bad … when Boss Gabby gets stressed, nobody is happy." Advised Ruth.
"I'll keep that in mind." Nodded John. "So, you guys got any ideas who the Brains voted off?"
Ruth shrugged while Earl looked thoughtful.
"I'd guess either the convict, the tech geek or the short girl." Guessed Earl. "Wanna make a bet on it."
"After what Rai had to do after losing the last bet like this … I'll pass." Said John calmly. "Well, here's to plenty more challenge wins."
"Totally." Agreed Earl.
"… Say, you seen Moe anywhere?" Asked John.
"Eh, he just went for a walk. Wishami turned him down, so you don't have to worry about him flirting with her." Assured Earl.
"… I see." Said John.
(Confessional: If you feel safe enough to relax, you feel far too safe.)
John: Moe wanders away from the alliance too much, and it could be dangerous. I need him loyal to me and only me … that way he'll not put up a fight when myself and Ruth flip on him and Earl. Shame really, Earl is cool, but it's how the game goes.
Earl: John keeps his alliance on too tight a leash. I should get him some chill pills from the chemist or something.
Sarge, Eliza and Wishami were sitting around the tire swing. Sarge and Wishami sat by the tree, while Eliza was on the swing itself.
"Good work today guys; we sure shows just how brawny we are." Complimented Eliza. "Especially you Wishy; you may not be truly brawny yet, but your challenge skill is certainly improving."
"Thanks Eliza. I'm doing anything I can to show I deserve to stick around." Replied Wishami. "Glad to hear it's having effect."
"Keep it up and that target on your back will shrink." Smiled Eliza.
"Yeah, it'll shrink to the size of Chris'-." Began Sarge.
"Sarge, this is a family show!" Insisted Eliza.
"Hey, we all gotta grow up and have our innocence shattered someday. I've shattered innocence before; I'm not that tactful." Shrugged Sarge. "But yeah, good job today girls. Pretty soon we're gonna be the pigeon feeders and the others will be the pigeons."
"Don't get too excited yet Sarge, we're still in the early days." Chuckled Eliza.
"Sorry, I just get excited a lot." Grinned Sarge. "Besides, who could blame me? This game is going great for me so far."
"Let's hope it stays good for you … and for the rest of us." Nodded Eliza.
Wishami nodded in agreement, and then noticed that somebody was missing.
"Hey guys, where is Rai?" Asked Wishami.
"Beats me." Shrugged Sarge.
"Eh, she's probably just taking a walk." Assured Eliza. "I doubt she'd get lost, don't worry."
"Well, if you're sure." Said Wishami cautiously.
(Confessional: She's sure as the beach … wrong type of shore…)
Eliza: I'm thinking … tomorrow, I'll ask Rai out. But, the game is more important than my frankly level one love life, so that has my focus. So far so good … I really have nothing to complain about.
Sarge: Best alliance ever. Safety in game, hot girls … what's not to like?
Moe and Rai were sitting together at the top of a hill. They lay on their backs looking up at the sky and the late afternoon clouds.
"That one looks like a unicorn." Noted Moe.
"So it does." Agreed Rai. "Oh! That one looks like a Luopan."
"Pretty." Mused Moe. "Hey, that one looks like a one armed man hanging from a cliff which an itchy posterior."
"… huh?" Blinked Rai in confusion.
"Just joking." Said Moe with a goofy grin. "This is nice; cloud watching always has been one of my favourite past times … that and unicorn hunting, but that gets old after a while since they are so darn shy."
"It's very relaxing, I must admit." Agreed Rai. "A day with no flirting, no being naughty … just chilling and competing. It's been nice."
"Happy to assist. I'm like a butler, there for your needs ... sorta." Grinned Moe. "Oh, I just remembered a very, very, very important question wanted to ask you!"
"What is it?" Smiled Rai.
"What would you spend the prize on if you win? I'll buy a chocolate factory, and my very own custom flavour of ice cream." Said Moe proudly.
"Well … it's silly, but I'd like to make my own anime, and see if I can get into the try-outs for the Olympics … that, and a few new pairs of shoes. You can never have too many shoes." Chuckled Rai.
"Oh how very much I agree." Gaped Moe. "Nobody back home understands that shoes are, like, the best kind of clothing you can get."
The two teens laughed for a moment and looked back at the clouds in silence.
"… That one looks like a dead guy." Noted Rai.
"That cloud looks sorta like a chicken." Mused Moe.
(Confessional: That cloud looks like ENGLAND. #Patriotism)
Rai: Moe is funny. I think we all need for comedy in life. … Maybe he could join my alliance? That'd be rockin'.
Moe: All in all a pretty ok kind of great day. Maybe tomorrow will be five hundred and six times better? Here's hoping! Another day down, and another step closer to my chocolate factory!
(Brilliant Brains)
(Confessional: Back to confessionals we go!)
Tyrian: We lost, but who cares? I don't, but the others do. Whatever, my goal is clear … be rid of that pint sized howler monkey. I know how to be calm and sue finesse when it benefits me, so watch how I play this childish 'game'. Gag me, this feels so weird…
Tyrian approached Cy; the 'creepy' guy was sitting on a stump thinking to himself. He saw Tyrian approaching and gave a wave.
"Hey man." Greeted Cy. "So, for the vote I was thinking that-."
"Forget what you are thinking, I have a better idea. I suggest we vote off Bianca." Stated Tyrian calmly. "She failed the challenge and she creates unrest at camp. Plus, she's not even that smart despite being a 'brain'. We have no reason to keep her, so we shall be voting her off."
Cy was silent, but then shrugged.
"You're the boss." Said Cy with a chuckle. "Have you got anybody else on board?"
"I do. All you need worry about is casting your vote for Bianca, and seeing if you can get any stray voters on our side. For the sake of my research and blood pressure, she shall fall … or fly, in this case. Good day." Said Tyrian firmly as he took his leave.
Cy was silent as he watched Tyrian leave, and he then turned to face the camera.
"He's weird, right? Huhuhuhuh." Chuckled Cy.
(Confessional: Cy, look in the mirror dude.)
Tyrian: Calmness and a firm hand, that's how it is done.
Cy: I was actually gonna vote for Bianca anyway. Of course, I don't mind her personality like Tyrian does, it's just she's no good at challenges and, unlike Diamond, she is not on my side. Sorry Bianca, you're time in this game has grown short … (Cy groans) that wasn't intentional.
Ollie, Liv and Wittney were all sitting by the shelter. Currently the subject was, what else, the upcoming vote.
"It's a shame we lost, but you guys both put effort in, so I highly doubt you're in any anger … maybe I shouldn't have sat out." Lamented Ollie.
"We would have probably lost anyway." Assured Liv as she briefly put her hand on Ollie's shoulder. "Yesterday's loss has come back to haunt us."
"It seems like it. So, who should we vote off?" Asked Ollie.
"I think the choice is obvious." Said Wittney almost snootily. "Tyrian can hit the road."
"… Well, he is a jerk." Agreed Ollie.
"What's your reasoning Wittney?" Inquired Liv.
"He called me fat!" Hissed Wittney like an angry snake. "Plus, he's a total jerk to the team and acts like he is god's gift to mankind."
Ollie and Liv shared a glance, and mutually decided to not bring up the fact that Wittney acted like that as well.
"I mean, what does he add to the team?" Asked Wittney in exasperation. "Nothing. Thus, he should be the one to leave."
"… I'm fine with that." Shrugged Ollie. "Liv?"
"I guess that could work." Admitted Liv.
Liv's hands started to shake and her vision began to slightly blur.
"Urrgh…" Groaned Liv.
"Liv, are you ok?" Asked Ollie in concern.
Wittney also looked concerned.
"You ok Liv? You look … kinda ill." Noted Wittney.
"I'm fine. I, err, just need some water. Be right back." Declared Liv as she dashed off into the forest.
Ollie and Wittney exchanged a glance.
"By the way, thanks for finding that massage chair. It's the best thing that has happened all game." Smiled Wittney.
"Heh, anytime." Assured Ollie.
(Confessional: A compliment from Wittney? That's new.)
Liv: here I was thinkin g the withdrawal symptoms wouldn't show up today. Urgh, I need to keep control and get my head in the game. Just a few more weeks; I can do this.
Ollie: I hope Liv will be ok. Ok, so, voting Tyrian? I'd be fine with that … but I must wonder if Cy has another idea. I mean, we're sorta allies, so … maybe he'll have something to tell me?
Wittney: Ah, I love it when a plan comes together. Nice to know that, among all the riff raff, I can at least trust Ollie.
Patsy, Bianca and Diamond were sitting by a tree at the outskirts of camp.
"I'll keep it short and sweet, we shall be voting for Tyrian." Stated Patsy.
"Find by me, he's a douche." Agreed Bianca with a thumbs up of approval.
"Um … why him? I heard you were allied with him." Said Diamond.
"True, I was … but on the grounds of him not liking you guys, my other allies, I feel no guilt in cutting him loose." Shrugged Patsy. "Are you gals ok with that plan?
"Yep, yep, yep." Confirmed Bianca.
"Works for me." Agreed Diamond. "But, um, is three votes enough?"
"Girls, we can't be the only ones annoyed at Tyrian. Others will vote for him too." Assured Patsy. "If I hear your names come up, I'll tell you."
"Likewise Patty-cakes." Smiled Bianca.
"… Thank you Bianca." Said Patsy after a pause. "Ok, meeting dismissed."
Diamond got up and headed for one of the hills.
"I'm gonna watch the clouds." Said Diamond. "Even convicts have hidden depths."
After Diamond was gone Bianca spoke up.
"You're a good alliance leader Patsy; you're always there for us." Smiled Bianca.
"You're my alliance, it's what I do." Shrugged Patsy. "See you in a bit."
Patsy began to leave, but Bianca had one more thing to say.
"You know, you may think you're not good with people, but in a week of knowing you, you're already one of my best besties ever." Chirped Bianca, before she skipped off humming a tune.
Patsy couldn't stop a smile appearing on her face.
(Confessional: Insert friendship is magic joke here.)
Patsy: Bianca is … very sweet. (Patsy smiles, and then clears her throat, and frowns). I can't make any risky moves tonight, nor do I know much of anything. Is this what the others go through every-day of the show? I'm so out of touch with being social. I had no choice but to pick an easy target. Hopefully Tyrian is the one threatening me, so that when he goes I can be back in business.
Bianca: I'll leave the strategy to Patsy. Me? I'll just shine a ray of sunshine here and there; being social can pay off, and it feels good to be good as well.
Fosley was sitting at the base of a tree eating an apple. He was enjoying being alone, but he was soon to have company.
"Fosley, a word." Said Tyrian as he approached Fosley.
"Yes?" Said Fosley.
"We're voting for Bianca tonight; no ifs, ands or buts about it." Said Tyrian formally.
"Do you have the votes for it?" Asked Fosley.
"Of course. It shall no doubt work." Confirmed Tyrian.
"In that case, I'm in." Nodded Fosley.
"Good. Keep it under your hat though; we wouldn't want Bianca to find out." Said Tyrian with a curt nod as he took his leave.
Tyrian was soon gone and Fosley was about to go back to his apple, but at that moment Wittney marched up.
"You!" Exclaimed Wittney.
"Me?" Asked Fosley.
"Yes you. You are going to be voting for Tyrian tonight, got it?" Asked Wittney.
"Hm … sure, why not?" Shrugged Fosley.
"Glad to have you on board." Said Wittney with a smirk.
(Confessional: Shortest strategy talks ever.)
Fosley: I love having options.
Tyrian: This game is so low brow, childish and simple … if only I gave a darn about winning. But no, there is more to life than money.
Diamond sat on a hill watching the clouds, but soon Cy approached her.
"Good evening." Mumbled Diamond politely.
"Likewise." Nodded Cy respectfully. "Ok, an elimination is coming soon, and I've not heard anybody bring up our names. But we need to cast our votes … and I think that they should be sent towards Bianca."
"What?!" Exclaimed Diamond. "But … she's my friend!"
"Trey was my friend, but I'd have voted for him if I had to." Shrugged Cy. "Bianca strikes me as a graceful loser anyway."
"But … she deserves to be here." Mumbled Diamond. "Isn't there anybody else who is a target?"
"Yeah, I think that Tyrian is." Confirmed Cy. "Hold it. I already know you're gonna ask me to vote for Tyrian."
"… Can we?" Asked Diamond hopefully.
Cy shook his head.
"I get how you feel. But listen babe, you're here for a million dollars. It's what we are all here for, whether we admit it or not. Bianca may be your friend, but what if your best chance at winning lies with keeping Tyrian? Would you give up a million bucks for a friend who might backstab you later on … maybe?" Asked Cy calmly and persuasively. "I keep my allies safe if I can trust them. I knew I couldn't trust Trey, but I know I can trust you … so you need to trust me."
Diamond was silent, and sighed.
"Ok … but, can I have a few minutes to myself … please?" Requested Diamond.
"Of course." Nodded Cy in understanding. "Take care."
Cy took his leave and Diamond sighed to herself.
"What'll it be Diamond … a friend, or the fortune?" Muttered Diamond.
(Confessional: A friend or idol decision.)
Cy: I wasn't lying, I do intent to keep Diamond safe and under my wing away from harm. I admit, she is pretty and would be an easy person to beat in the finale … but, let me tell ya … I see something in her, a spark or a fire if you will … it just needs to be ignited. I always did like shy girls, but I think she could become brave … with my help, of course, huhuhuhuh.
Diamond: Cy makes a lot of good points … but, do I have to listen? No, I don't … but, it is a million dollars … but Bianca is so nice … and Patsy might be watching me make this confessional … I'll lose no matter what happens. I need time to think…
Ollie and Liv were sitting together by the shelter; Liv had stopped her hands shaking after splashing a liberal dose of water of her face and was now quietly sitting by her friend.
"Anything you want to tell me?" Asked Ollie.
"No." Said Liv.
"… Anything you don't want to tell me?" Rephrased Ollie.
"… Yes. But, it's personal." Sighed Liv quietly. "Let's just get through this vote and worry about other stuff later."
"If you're sure." Said Ollie in concern. "Oh, here's comes Cy."
Cy walked up and mimed tipping an invisible hat.
"Evening guys. Can I talk to you?" Asked Cy.
"What's up?" Asked Liv.
"I'm just wondering how you are voting, is all." Explained Cy.
"We're voting for Tyrian." Said Ollie without thinking.
"Ollie." Said Liv in a tone of playful scolding.
"… But we're open to other options." Added Ollie.
Cy grinned.
"I see. In that case, want to join me in voting off Bianca?" Offered Cy.
"… Why?" Asked Liv.
"She's more or less pretty darn bad at challenges for one thing. Tyrian is more useful, and he'll bitch less if Bianca is gone. Also, I'd be happy to make an official alliance with you if you join me." Grinned Cy while offering his hand. "Wanna shake on it?"
Liv and Ollie exchanged a quick glance.
"We'll talk it over. We'll get back to you before the vote." Assured Ollie.
"That's all I ask." Said Cy affably. "Later skater."
Cy walked off whistling a tune and Ollie turned to Liv.
"Should we vote with him?" Asked Ollie.
"I don't think we can trust him." Admitted Liv. "But, sometimes you should make a move regardless of risks … we'll need to weigh our options."
(Confessional: Cy is a sly guy.)
Cy: I've done all I can. I am one voter, so now it comes down to the others. Huhuhuh, let's play our hands. I got a royal flush.
Liv: This is risky. On one hand we vote off challenge deadweight, rude term I know, and gain an ally … but on the other hand, Cy is a sly one for sure and Bianca is a sweetie … and Tyrian. Err, well, it's personal, I'll leave it at that.
Tyrian: As easy as a biology exam.
(Cirque De Elimination)
The sun had set and the moon had started to rise. The nine Brains were ready for the elimination ceremony to start and were sitting on the bleachers. Bianca looked cheerful, Patsy looked slightly nervous, Tyrian and Cy looked confident, Diamond looked uneasy and the rest were all somewhere in-between. Chris stood at his podium and gave a wink to the camera and turned to face the Brilliant Brains.
"Well Brains, you really blew it today. Couldn't even run a simple obstacle course.2 Chastised Chris. "How does it feel to suck so much?"
"I don't know, how does it? It's how you got to your position." Smirked Patsy.
"Ooooooooohhh!" Whooped Bianca.
Chris looked flustered and annoyed and several campers giggled and laughed.
"… On with the questions." Muttered Chris. "Ollie, you sat out of the challenge today. Do you think that is why you lost?"
"I don't think so. I'm not exactly Muscle Man, so my participation wouldn't have changed much, probably. Guess we'll never know for sure." Shrugged Ollie.
"The mysterious of life." Added Liv.
"Patsy; you participated today, and you came close to winning it … but do you think the fact she missed the bulls-eye at the end might make things difficult for you at this elimination?" Asked Chris.
"I don't think so. I may not be strong, I have never lied about that, but I am very brainy and any mental challenge … I could do it. I think the target is on other people tonight anyway." Stated Patsy.
"Diamond, what are you basing your vote on tonight? Strategy? Emotion? Other?" Inquired Chris.
"… Other." Said Diamond quietly.
"A girl of few words." Chuckled Cy.
"Bianca, you kinda did poorly at the challenge. Think you might be in the hot seat?" Asked Chris.
"Maybe, but I think I'll live to fight another day. I just try to be sweet and bring up team morale. I don't think I've got enough enemies to vote me off." Said Bianca confidently.
Tyrian made a coughing sound to disguise his snort.
"Tyrian, do you have anything to add?" Asked Chris.
"I do. The fact of the matter is … Bianca is going home. I have the votes to make it happen. That is all." Said Tyrian with a shrug.
"Huh? Why vote me off?" Asked Bianca.
"You're voice is like nails on a chalkboard and all the noise, noise, noise … it pains me. We'll be better off with you gone." Said Tyrian shortly.
"Yeah? Well … maybe I'll vote you off! You're no better than me." Frowned Bianca.
"Yeah!" Added Patsy.
"E tu Patsy?" Asked Tyrian. "No matter. Chris, I'm ready to vote."
"I think we all are." Agreed Cy.
"Actually, I gotta take a leak." Admitted Wittney awkwardly.
"No time. But … it is voting time! Tyrian, you're up first." Stated Chris.
Tyrian nodded as he rose to his feet and walked through the voting curtain.
Once Liv had cast the final vote the nine Brains were sitting back at the bleachers. Bianca frowned at Tyrian, but he just scoffed and rolled his eyes. Chris soon arrived with a tray containing eight slices of toast, each one smothered in chocolate spread.
"Chocolate spread? Nice!" Grinned Bianca.
"Too bad you won't be tasting any." Mused Tyrian.
"The same could be said to you." Hissed Wittney.
"Ahem!" Frowned Chris. "Ok. If I call your name I will toss you a slice of toast which represents your safety at tonight's elimination. If you do not get a slice of toast you are out and will have to take the Boot of Shame."
"What size shoe is that boot anyway?" Asked Ollie.
"Hell if I know." Shrugged Chris. "Regardless, the following players are safe…"
"Liv"
"Wittney"
"Cy"
"Fosley"
"Ollie"
"Diamond"
"Patsy"
Bianca and Tyrian were left without a slice of toast. Bianca wrung her hands and narrowed her eyes while Tyrian looks rather bored.
"Goodbye." Said Tyrian idly.
"That's what I'll be saying to you." Replied Bianca.
"Chris, throw me my toast." Requested Tyrian.
"This is the final slice of toast of the night, complete with low fat chocolate spread." Said Chris dramatically. "You two both racked up a fair number of votes, but one of you racked up too many because the final slice of toast goes to…
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"Told you." Said Tyrian as he caught his toast.
Bianca looked sad and gazed at her team. Patsy also looked rather upset, as did Diamond.
"What did I do wrong? I just want to know." Sighed Bianca.
"It's nothing personal. You're just … not very good at most of the challenges, and we need a strong team considering our opposition. Sorry, but that's the game." Said Cy calmly.
Bianca pouted … and then shrugged with a smile.
"Oh well, can't argue with that logic." Said Bianca cheerfully. "And I made some new friends, and I think I grew half a centimetre, so why should I be complaining?"
"Why aren't you crying?" Muttered Tyrian.
"I'm not a sore loser." Stated Bianca. "So, booting time, right?"
"That it is." Smirked Chris. "Ready?"
"Eh, more or less." Shrugged Bianca. "Anybody want to come and see me off?"
Patsy and Diamond got to their feet and approached Bianca.
"Thanks girls. Everybody else, later." Smiled Bianca.
The rest of the team took their leave while Chris took out the remote that would activate the Boot of Shame.
"Bianca, follow me." Ordered Chris.
Bianca followed Chris with Patsy and Diamond following after her. They walked through the flap and arrived at the Boot of Shame cliff.
"Assume the position Bianca." Stated Chris.
"Just a moment." Assured Bianca as she turned to Patsy and Diamond. "Well, take care girls. It's been fun."
"I'm sorry it had to end like this." Sighed Diamond. "It's not what I wanted."
"… You were my first really real friend … I don't want to lose that." Mumbled Patsy.
Bianca gave Patsy a gentle hug.
"We'll stay in touch when the show is over." Promised Bianca as they parted. "Oh, Diamond, what jail do you live in?"
Diamond was silent for a moment.
"I'm not a convict. It was just a ruse so people would not pick on me. It was my Uncle's idea." Admitted Diamond. "Sorry…"
Bianca was silent, and then shrugged.
"Neat strategy." Complimented Bianca as she walked over to the X and bent over. "Ok Chris, I'm ready."
Bianca wiggled her butt for emphasis. Chris shrugged and then pressed the button on his remote.
BAM!
Bianca was booted hard up the butt and was sent flying into the sky, letting out a scream as she soared out of sight.
"That's the best boot yet; a record height for sure." Chuckled Chris. "You two can return to your camp."
Patsy and Diamond turned and began to take their leave. Patsy frowned at Diamond.
"Why did you vote for her? She was a good friend and a trusted ally." Scowled Patsy.
"… I didn't." Mumbled Diamond.
(Confessional: Booting the booty!)
Patsy: A true friend … gone. I should have seen that coming; it happens in fiction a lot, so why not reality? I gotta get my head I the game. I will not let Bianca's defeat me in vain.
Tyrian: Ah, silence…
(Voting Confessionals)
Bianca: Do you like shoes Tyrian If not, I hope you like large boots!
Cy: No malice or ill intent behind this vote Bianca; just gotta keep the teams strong, and you're kinda weak.
Diamond: … I vote for Tyrian. Cy may have good points, but Bianca deserves to stay for a while longer.
Fosley: Goodbye Bianca. My game will be easier with you out of the equation.
Liv: I vote Bianca. Cy knows how to make a good case.
Ollie: Blindside! … Oh, err, sorry Bianca, but this is how the cards have fallen … yeah…
Patsy: Go away Tyrian.
Tyrian: I would say it has been a pleasure Bianca, but it has not. It's been pure pain.
Wittney: Later Tyrian. This'll teach you some manners!
Chris stood by the Boot of Shame to give the outro.
"The Brains take their second hit and Bianca just didn't size up to what her team needed, haha! Maybe earth will have a rather small satellite from now on, depending on how high she was kicked? The teams are an even eight to eight, so will anybody pull ahead? That remains to be seen! So, will Cy keep up his strategic game, or maybe add some emotion to the mix? How will Patsy deal with the loss of her friend and closest ally? Will the ditzy duo of Moe and Rai amount to big things, or low test scores? Will Ruth start to play her own game? Find out next time on Total Drama: Brains VS Brawns!"
(Phoenix Island)
"I still say this pit trap is unnecessary." Stated Boris as he helped Trey cover the somewhat deep pit with palm leaves.
"Nonsense henchman, it's the perfect trap. Anybody we do not want to return, we simply throw into the hole of doom." Cackled Trey. "It is fool proof! None of those idiots will see it coming! Mwahahahaha!"
"Well, there are some jobs that even total idiots can excel in. Super villainy for example." Snarked Boris.
"You're right, Chris is a big of a dumbass." Agreed Trey. "So, think the next loser will be here soon?"
"Yeah, probably within ten minutes." Confirmed Boris.
"Excellent. Time to expand my army of evil." Grinned Trey maliciously. "Now, here's the plan. When they land, you grab them so they can't escape and I'll ask them if they want to join my army. If they agree, we'll treat them to a nice welcome. If they refuse, down the pit they go! Mwahahaha!"
"… You're the boss." Said Boris with a weary sigh.
Trey glanced up at the stars for any sign of the loser; his eyes narrowed when he saw a figure falling from the sky.
"Look sharp henchman! Here comes our candidate!" Exclaimed Trey. "Commence Operation: Painful Evil Nasty Incessant Scheme!"
Boris raised an eyebrow at what the acronym spelt, but he had little time to ponder on this.
BAM!
Bianca collided into Boris, sending Boris flying back into the pit and Bianca flopping to the sand.
"Oof, that was a rough landing." Noted Bianca as she looked over herself. "All eight fingers, two thumbs … limbs still attached … head on straight … underwear clean … that was fun!"
"Henchman!" Barked Trey. "Stop fooling around! Get out of that pit and help me! This girl is either a candidate for my army, or an enemy!"
"An army? Sounds fun! Can I join?" Asked Bianca hopefully.
"Err ... sure." Said Trey, looking surprised it was that easy. "Ok then, err, our first evil mission is to retrieve a certain special item from this quarry full of pigeons. We need your measurements to make you some armour, but after that it's battle time!"
"Sounds fun!" Cheered Bianca. "Can my armour have a dragon on it?"
"… Sure, why not?" Shrugged Trey. "Henchman! Begin armour construction!"
Boris groaned wearily as he hauled himself out of the pit.
"Right away." Said Boris, while thinking. "You stupid…"
(Confessional: Oh, I sense some fun times ahead for Boris…)
Boris: Trey isn't a bad person, but … he's just so immature and dumb; sorry, but it's true. And now I have to keep an eye on him and that bouncy hyper girl? … Well, I like a challenge … but only within reason.
Trey: Like a satanic cult leader, I am gathering my loyal follows for island domination! MWHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Bianca: I'm not a villain … but playing pretend and having some imaginary 'eviiiiiil' adventures should help me get over losing pretty quickly. This will be fun!
Harmony was hunched up in a corner of the dark cave room she was stuck in.
"So hungry…" Groaned Harmony. "I hope the next loser enters the temple and finds me … I don't even know how long it has been anymore…"
Harmony drew her knees up. A tear fell out of her eye.
"I just want to go home…" Whispered Harmony.
(Confessional: Somebody should shed some light on Harmony's situation. *shot*)
Harmony: Dad was right … coming here was a bad idea. But I'm not giving up yet; somebody will find me, I just know it… I hope…
I really liked Bianca, so it's a shame she has to leave so early, but it is the way things must be. In a strategic and gritty season, I just wanted somebody who was fun, silly and just wanted to play around and have fun. Bianca was OTTP incarnate, but she did have her own complexities too. Her insecurity over her height, and her value of other people's feelings made her a likable early protagonist. Her friendship with Patsy was also fun to write; a goofy OTTP making a withdrawn and cynical CPN … softer and gentler. I admit I did sort of that kind of thing with Mist and Quadesh, but Patsy is still a villain and playing hard, but friendship can have lasting effects. Bianca was loved for being cute by some, hated for being annoying by others … either way, 17th place is where she lands. And like the other boots, she might return, who can really say?
Brilliant Brains: Cy, Diamond, Fosley, Liv, Ollie, Patsy, Tyrian, Wittney
Brutal Brawns: Earl, Eliza, John, Moe, Rai, Ruth, Sarge, Wishami
Voted off: Harmony, Trey, Boris, Bianca
Next Time: the campers must face their fears in the ever classic and cliché Phobia Facto, or whatever name it is given this time!