Disclaimer: I do not own Total Drama.
Note: I have legit no idea how I am able to write so last as of late. Maybe the fact my laptop's USB ports are broken and thus I can't use a mouse is a factor … somehow? Either way, I don't think anybody is complaining. At the rate I am going, the merge will no doubt be reached this month, and that is always a great milestone. Most of the main plots have at least gotten properly started at this point, but you can count on a few surprises here and there still to be revealed. Also, it seems the Five Nights at Freddy's series has officially ended … such a shame, it was legit cool. But as Leroy Jenkins would say, at least I've got chicken.
Which nations were fighting in Battleships anyway?
It was still dark out, and sunrise would not be for a few more hours. Chris stood on the cliff by the Boot of Shame, admiring his reflection in a mirror, while SARA stood off to the side.
"I look delicious." Noted Chris.
"You do. A delicious as lima beans." Snarked SARA.
"What do you know, you don't even have the ability to taste things." Smirked Chris.
"… You win this round." Glowered SARA.
Chris smirked smugly and turned to face the camera.
"Last time on Total Drama: Brains VS Brawns the campers were in for a tree-t, given the challenge was all about climbing trees. But as always, camp life failed to disappoint. Over at Camp Brain Ollie and Liv finally decided to start a relationship, Patsy joined Fosley in the strategy of laying low, and Cy figured out where his team's idol is located and began to plan how he would get it. At Camp Brawn things were all kinds of crazy; Rai was found in a bad state by Wishami, after what Sarge allegedly did to her. While most of the team agreed to vote off Sarge next time they lost, Earl managed to get on Sarge's good side to, in his words, avoid being shanked."
"Which, considering this show, is perfectly legal." Snarked SARA with an eye roll.
"Seems like it." Winked Chris. "The Brains and Brawns paired up and faced off in the challenge, climbing trees that were, among other things, sticky, spiky, very leafy and even electrical. It was a very close challenge and came down to the wire, but in the end Ollie bought the Brains to a four to three point victory. To say I was surprised would be an understatement; how could the Brawns lose at tree climbing to the Brains?"
"They say an element of luck is involved." Stated SARA.
"Well, then it seems the Brawns were outta luck as they had to vote off another member. It looked certain Sarge would be voted off with only Ruth not voting for him, but Earl took this chance to make what the fan base will no doubt see as a controversial move and used his Chef Hatchet Idol to keep Sarge in, which spelled the end of Wishami, thus meaning she was booted into the sky by our friend the Boot of Shame!" Exclaimed Chris.
"It's the friend that nobody likes." Muttered SARA.
"You mean like you?" Frowned Chris. "Phoenix Island is getting more crowded with seven inhabitants and tensions growing. Tonight they will get an eighth resident. So, with thirteen left standing, are we due for an unlucky day? With all her alliances, is Wittney sitting pretty? Will Cy, with Diamond tagging along, be able to get his hands on the Immunity Idol? Is Patsy gonna bomb today's challenges as badly as she did yesterday? With her BFF and her meds both taken out of the equation, can Rai possibly keep herself in the game? Will Ruth keep blindly following Sarge, even when he is hurting so many people? Will Earl's move help, or hinder, his game? And who will be the next person voted off? Find out right now on Total Drama: Brains VS Brawns!"
"Sponsored by Victoria's Secret … in Chris' dreams." Added SARA.
"If we were near a scrap yard…" Muttered Chris.
(Theme Song, I Wanna Be Famous)
(Phoenix Island)
Harmony approached the golden door; even in the darkness of night the door shone and stood out.
"In a way, I should thank trey. If he hadn't lowered the maze walls this would be quite difficult." Noted Harmony.
Harmony then noticed an object on the ground nearby. She approached it and saw it was a sand bag, which she quickly picked up.
"A sand bag? Hmm … didn't that plaque mention a sand-bag was needed to reach the second Chris Idol? Better keep this with me." Decided Harmony.
Harmony approached the golden door and, after taking the golden key out of her pocket, unlocked it. The door rose up into the doorway, revealing a new passage way.
"Let's see where this leads. Keep your wits about you Harmony." Said Harmony to herself as she entered the passageway, taking hesitant and tentative steps in case there was a pit trap along the hall.
(Confessional: Harmony Croft, ladies and gentlemen!)
Harmony: I have never been the adventurous sort, but I am meticulous and careful … in a temple such as this, those attributes could be quite helpful.
Harmony walked down the hallway and found herself in a circular room; there was a platform in the middle and a thin rim around it that led to a lower level, which had a ladder leading up to the platform in the middle. To the left was a slope leading to a higher floor, and up ahead was an open doorway. The doorway ahead had a '1' painted above it, and the slope had a '2' painted above it.
"Maybe those numbers are the order I need to go through those halls." Mused Harmony. "Let's see what door number one is hiding."
Harmony backed up and carefully ran forward and jumped. She landed safely on the middle platform. However she heard a click.
"What was that?" Muttered Harmony, before looking up. "Crap!"
The ceiling was slowly descending, and both doorways quickly became blocked by doors that descended from the frames, though each door left a blank space at the top Harmony felt she could fit through, if she could reach that high up anyway. Acting on instinct Harmony jumped into the lower level where she was sure she would be safe.
"… Oh crap!" Gulped Harmony as she realised she had just trapped herself.
The ceiling descended and stopped at the middle platform, thus trapping Harmony.
"No! No! No! … Wait, calm down girl." Muttered Harmony. "Look around and see if there is a way out."
Harmony took a deep breath, counted to ten and then walked around the lower rim in search of something useful. Her search yielded results when she saw a tunnel that led underneath the platform; she walked through and saw a button. Written above the words were 'press to raise the ceiling. Stepping on the above platform when ceiling is at max height will make it lower down'.
Harmony nodded to herself and sat down, laying against the wall.
"Looks like this platform has some kind of motion or weight sensor that lets it know when somebody steps on it." Noted Harmony. "… It's getting late, and I'm in no danger … I'll spend the night here and starting tomorrow, I'll find whatever useful things I can in this part of the temple."
Harmony lay down, resting her head on her arm, and soon drifted off to sleep.
(Confessional: Does the layout of this area give any Dreamcast gamers any flashbacks?)
Harmony: When I thought I was trapped, again, I felt like I was going to have a heart attack. But, I'm safe and I have a chance to do some independent exploring. I have to admit, this is actually rather … exciting. It feels strange I'm having fun on an island I once thought was hell, but I guess stranger things have happened in life.
(Chris Island)
Cy and Diamond had quietly left camp once the rest of the team were asleep and were on their way to the bear cave. They had been walking along for a while and were getting near their destination; thus Cy was giving Diamond instructions, a serious look on his face.
"We're dealing with a bear, so we've got to be careful. One wrong move, and things will become unbearable." Stated Cy seriously. "If I say something, you need to do it … ok?"
"Got it." Nodded Diamond. "Um … will the bear be sleeping?"
"Why? Scared? Having second thoughts?" Asked Cy with a wink.
"No, not at all." Said Diamond quickly. "It's just … bears are dangerous."
"That's why the idol is guarded by one." Smirked Cy. "But the booty is worth the booby … by which I mean booby trap, huhuhuhuh. Stick close to me, and you'll be fine."
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Asked Diamond nervously.
"Guess we'll soon see, huh?" Teased Cy.
Seeing Diamond was looking scared, possibly for him, Cy's expression softened.
"Trust me, it'll be totally fine." Assured Cy. "How can we fail when we're a dream team?"
"… When you're right, you're right." Giggled Diamond.
Cy smirked and winked, and before long they arrived at their destination.
"Looks like we're here. So, what's the plan?" Asked Diamond.
"Straight in, straight out." Declared Cy. "And if that won't work, we'll go to plan B."
"… Die?" Gulped Diamond.
"Nah, that's plan E." Smirked Cy. "I mean we'll just improvise."
"… I was afraid of that." Sighed Diamond.
(Confessional: Just grin and bear it.)
Diamond: I thought being here would put me at ease since I'd be sure Cy would be safe … but now I'm scared for myself!
Cy: Diamond is cute when she's nervous, which is all the time. But cuteness will have to wait because we have an idol to fetch. So long as we're quiet, what could go wrong? Huhuhuhuh, take that fate.
The two teens carefully crept into the bear cave and surveyed the scene; the bear was sleeping in the middle of the cave and at the other side of the cave, placed on a pedestal was a wooden brain on a wooden circular base. It was the Brain Immunity Idol.
"Bingo." Grinned Cy. "Ok Diamond, see how there are big rocks around the edges of the cave? We can use those as cover in case the bear wakes up."
"If it won't find us, that is fine by me." Said Diamond, fidgeting a little bit.
"Oh, and if it wakes up and turns in your direction, I'll distract it. But, if it turns to me, you distract it. Understand?" Said Cy.
"Y-y-yes." Murmured Diamond. "… Let's go, and stuff."
Cy and Diamond crept forwards, Diamond going left and Cy going right. The duo began to carefully make their way from rock to rock, always being sure to take cover and pause for a few moments. However, when running to the next rock Diamond tripped over.
"Oof!" Yelped Diamond as she fell over, landing behind the cover of the rock.
The bear woke up and glanced around; Diamond shivered in terror behind her cover, but Cy was quick to react.
"Bah!" Yelled Cy before ducking behind his cover.
The bear turned around to see what had made the noise and this gave Diamond a chance to run to the next rock and duck under cover; the bear then began to approach Cy's hiding place, so Diamond summoned her courage and played her part.
"Eep!" Squeaked Diamond, almost like a mouse, before ducking back behind the rock.
The bear turned around, allowed Cy to dash to the rock that was right by the idol. As the bear began to approach Diamond's hiding place and lightly growl Cy grabbed the idol and grinned.
"Yes." Whispered Cy in triumph.
Cy then saw the bear was almost at where Diamond was hiding.
"Oh no you don't." Frowned Cy.
BONK!
The bear blinked and then collapsed to the floor, unconscious. Cy has thrown the idol at the back of its head with quite some force.
"That'll piss off PETA, huhuhuhuhuh." Chuckled Cy. "That idol is more solid than I thought."
Cy picked up the idol and pocketed it, and then walked over to Diamond.
"You ok?" Asked Cy as he helped his friend to her feet.
Diamond dusted herself off and shuddered.
"I've been better. My heart is pounding." Moaned Diamond. "Can we get out of here?"
"Yeah, we better get back before we are missed." Agreed Cy.
Cy and Diamond walked out of the bear cave and headed off in the direction of camp. As they walked, Cy gave Diamond an approving smile.
"Thanks for coming along. You were helpful … I guess you are stronger than you look." Noted Cy.
"Well … I try." Blushed Diamond. "Hey, what's that?"
Nearby was a square switch built into the ground; upon approaching it the two teens saw it had Chris' face on it.
"Wonder what this does. Should we press it?" Asked Cy.
"Sure. I'm curious to know what it does." Admitted Diamond.
Cy jumped up and stomped on the switch. A click was heard, but nothing visibly happened around them.
"… Maybe it was a dud." Shrugged Cy.
"Yeah, probably." Agreed Diamond as she followed Cy back to camp.
(Phoenix Island)
A click echoed in a quiet room deep in the heart of the Phoenix Temple. A Golden Chris Idol was on a pedestal surrounded by what seemed to be some kind of heavily reinforced impact proof glass. Suddenly the glass raised up into the ceiling and out of sight. The second idol has now become accessible.
(Confessional: Good thing Cy pressed that switch, huh?)
Cy: Huhuhuhuhuh, the idol is mine! With this, I feel confident I have secured my spot in the merge. Only question is, who shall join me and who shall be booted? Stay tuned, huhuhuh. And honestly, Diamond really impressed me. She's becoming more and more like a true convict by the day … that sounded better in my head.
Diamond: Gee wiz, this is a night to remember. My heart won't slow down for days I bet. Still, it was nice of Cy to compliment me on being 'strong' … it felt good.
Trey yawned and woke up; he saw that the sun was now up and the day was beginning. He checked his pocket to make sure he still had the idol, and nodded in satisfaction when he felt that it was still there.
"Time for a new day of evil! Or, maybe chaos." Mused Trey. "Either way, I'm awesome."
Trey then noticed Bianca was sleeping and snuggled up against him, looking quite peaceful.
"… Why is the cuteness not making me burn? It should be like Holy Water on a vampire." Muttered Trey. "I guess she is kinda cute when she's not being loud and kooky."
Trey paused and tried not to blush.
"After all, she is more than merely 'kinda cute' when she is being loud and kooky." Grinned Trey. "Now, time to start the day."
Trey gently leaned closer to Bianca.
"WAKE UP!" Yelled Trey.
"Eek!" Yelped Bianca as she sat bolt upright, looking alarmed. "It wasn't me officer!"
"Relax sidekick, it was only me. It's time to start the day." Declared Trey.
"Oh, right, cool. So, what will we do today Trey?" Asked Bianca. "Take over the world?"
"No, that's next month." Stated Trey. "Today we shall be getting the second idol, or the others will die trying! Mwahahaha! But before that we'll have some brekkie and then find our way back to the Temple. Which way is the shore?"
Bianca looked thoughtful.
"Well, we're on an island … so I'd say it's in basically any direction." Admitted Bianca.
"Then any direction we shall go!" Declared Trey. "Hey, who's that?"
Bianca and Trey peered over the side of the quarry from their bird nest vantage point and saw Tyrian walking out of a cave, looking annoyed.
"Urgh, what the bloody hell is all that racket?" Muttered Tyrian.
"Oh, not him." Groaned Bianca.
"Don't you like Tyrian?" Asked Trey.
"No, he's a meanie." Pouted Bianca as she crossed her arms.
"… I agree, he is." Grumbled Trey. "… Let's say hello."
Trey got out of the nest and slid down the wall to the ground.
"Aloha Shroomie!" Greeted Trey.
Tyrian turned and frowned.
"It's too early for such noise." Muttered Tyrian. "Be quiet."
"Well, too bad. Now, prepare for trouble!" Exclaimed Trey.
"And make it double!" Added Bianca as she slid down and landed next to Trey.
"Urgh, not you." Groaned Tyrian.
"Yes me." Replied Bianca. "We'll just be on our way. We have places to be, and important stuff to do?"
"Like what? Taking more drugs than what you are already on?" Sneered Tyrian.
"Nope, working on returning to the game!" Exclaimed Bianca.
"Thankfully, you have zero chance of that." Stated Tyrian.
"Well too bad, because we already have one of the idols and it belongs to Bianca, so nyeh!" Sneered Trey as he showed Tyrian the idol and stuck out his tongue.
Tyrian looked horrified, and then held out his hand expectantly.
"Hand it over at once. I refuse to let Bianca get back into the game; it would be an injustice against humanity." Ordered Tyrian firmly.
"… No." Said Trey boldly.
"Don't make me do something you will regret." Warned Tyrian. "If anybody returns, it will be somebody who is sane."
"Cheese it!" Exclaimed Trey as he dashed towards the exit of the quarry.
"Good idea! We can lose him in the woods like we did with Eliza." Agreed Bianca as she ran after Trey.
"Get back here. You shall not return!" Yelled Tyrian.
(Confessional: Well, at least he's got a motivation now.)
Trey: I don't know Tyrian well, but he's obsessed with mushrooms and as those are, gag, healthy he is one of my various enemies. That, and he's a dick.
Bianca: I was wondering when Tyrian was going to get here, or if he was gonna end up getting far. This reunion was definitely not on the same tier as my yearly family reunion, now that is a fun occasion.
Tyrian: Urgh, if I'd know the losers would be sent here I'd have waited until after he merge to get Bianca voted out of that stupid contest. Then she'd be out for good. Bah, taking the idol from those two mental rejects should be simple.
Eliza had woken up and was on the way back to the temple. She was eating a handful of berries as she walked along.
"Surprisingly, not the worst night I've had this season." Mused Eliza. "Hopefully Harmony won't be too worried about me. But damn, she might be upset that I failed to get the idol back … I'd hate to see her sad."
Eliza flicked her ponytail back over her shoulder and briefly glanced at the sun as she walked along.
"Still pretty early in the day; plenty of time to get some good adventuring done today. Who knows, maybe that temple has some real treasure in it somewhere. That'd be sweet." Grinned Eliza. "… Hey, that's that?"
Eliza hid herself behind a tree and peered ahead; she could see the Chef Hatchet Robot walking along, looking left and right for any wayward campers it could snatch up. Soon it was gone and Eliza shrugged.
"I wonder what that was all about." Pondered Eliza. "Heh, looks like Slendy has got competition."
(Confessional: Slendy wants his job back.)
Eliza: … Funnily enough, that robot looks more lifelike than the real Chef Hatchet. Weird huh?
Harmony had woken up and pressed the button to raise the ceiling. One ladder and a jump later she was walking through the passage with the '1' above it.
"I wonder what is beyond here. Hopefully something worth my time; I bet the merge is gonna be in a few days tops." Muttered Harmony. "Slowly but surely, time is running out."
Harmony rounded a corner and entered a new room. Harmony surveyed the scene and groaned.
"Crap, this won't be easy." Sighed Harmony.
The room ahead was filled with tripwires that looked like they might be electrical. Not just that, but at the other side of the room on a pedestal was what seemed to be a silver Chris Statue.
"That's not one of the idols I need, but it looks important. The security can't be just for show … but considering Chris…" Said Harmony, a tone of snark in her voice. "Ok, let's do this. Take your time Harmony, like mother says, haste makes waste."
With that Harmony began to very carefully make her way through the electrical tripwires.
(Confessional: More electricity? Yay…)
Harmony: I suspect Eliza could do this sort of thing easy as blinking, but … I feel like testing myself. I've already surpassed what I thought my limits were, so I'm interested to see how far I can take myself.
Wishami sat on one of the sand beds like Boris sat on a sand chair next to the bed.
"I'm sorry for how whiny and bitchy I was to you Boris. You only wanted to help, and it was pretty dickish of me to be like I was to you. You have my apologies." Said Wishami sincerely.
"It's fine. Looking back, I was going over the top with how much I was helping." Admitted Boris. "Water under the bridge. But I must ask, any injuries from your rather rough landing?"
"Aside from a, well, sore ass I'm fine." Assured Wishami. "Just a few bruises that'll heal before long. I'm ready to explore and try to get back into the game … it's all kinda chaotic right now."
"Might I ask for details? I didn't see Eliza when she arrived, so I'm curious to know what has happened on the team since I got voted out." Admitted Boris. "Leave no details out."
Wishami looked serious.
"You were right all along." Said Wishami quietly.
"About what?" Asked Boris.
"About Sarge … he is evil." Said Wishami seriously.
"… In what ways? You seem almost … afraid." Noted Boris. "I thought he was your ally."
"Yes … was. He's a psychopath of some kind, he's … he's torturing others! He sexually molested Ruth, he gave Patsy some really painful electric related injuries in a challenge … he force fed Rai her depression meds. Urgh, I feel ill just talking about it." Moaned Wishami. "I may be out, and thus where he cannot get me … but I'm so scared for the rest of the team, and the Brains as well."
Boris looked shaken, but composed himself.
"No way will he get much further. He'll be voted out any day with actions such as those … and if Chris has any sanity, Sarge will go to an asylum. The rest are tougher than I first thought, they'll be fine." Assured Boris.
"Glad to hear that, but … what if he comes here?" Asked Wishami.
"… Then I'll kick his ass." Said Boris while pounding his fist against this palm. "I'm no self-righteous crusader, but if Chris won't dispense justice, I will."
Wishami gave Boris a squeeze to the shoulder.
"I was a fool to think badly of you." Admitted Wishami.
"And I was foolish to see you as weak." Replied Boris.
(Confessional: Will a 'rematch' happen, or be a missed opportunity?)
Wishami: Being voted out sucks, but I know I'm safer here than on the island. I'm confident Rai and Moe will be safe but, well, I'm still very concerned. Wouldn't you be concerned if your friends were stuck with a psychopath? I'll keep it in mind, but right now I'm gonna see if I can find one of those idols Boris told me about.
Boris: … Just how much have I missed?
(Brutal Brawns)
Rai and Moe sat side by side on a hill, thinking about the previous night.
"I can't believe Wishy is gone." Sighed Moe. "I miss the pitter patter of her tiny toes…"
"Yeah, me too." Agreed Rai. "I didn't see it coming … I didn't even know there was a Chef Hatchet idol, or whatever it was called."
"Maybe we didn't get the memo." Pondered Moe, before sighing again. "Man, it's so weird without Wishy here … I'm gonna cry now…"
"Get ahold of yourself man!" Exclaimed Rai.
"Sorry." Gulped Moe.
"No, I'm sorry, I just don't feel right … I feel so stressed and angry and upset and some other negative word." Grumbled Rai, before taking Moe's hand. "We'll stand by each other, right?"
"Oh yeah!" Assured Moe. "If things get too heavy, like a rhino, I'll be here to help you lighten the load. Plus, I'm good for a vote, apparently."
"You're good for a lot more than that." Assured Rai. "Thing is, somebody on this team is not good for it … somebody played that idol and … err … oh, this strategy stuff is hard! My mouth moves faster than my brain and then it gets all derpy."
"I have a great strategy." Assured Moe. "It'll catch the culprit for sure."
"Oooo, tell me more." Grinned Rai. "And please make it good."
"Not to worry, it is epic." Assured Moe in a tone of upmost seriousness. "… We'll ask the others and whoever says they did it is obviously the culprit. Studies show that if you ask questions, you get answers."
Rai was silent for a moment.
"That's the best idea I've heard all week!" Exclaimed Rai. "Now, let's go and catch us a jackass."
"I hear they are getting endangered." Noted Moe.
(Confessional: If only they had a lie detector to help them.)
Moe: Wishy may be gone, but I bet me and Rai are gonna be just fine. We're good at challenges and strategy, so all we need to worry about is not getting the stuffing beaten out of us. It's time to be serious, and who better for that job than the Terrific Twosome?
Rai: I could whine and cry about Wishy being gone, but that won't solve anything … and come to think of it, Sarge might enjoy it. No, I'm gonna fight and fight, and then fight some more! Takes more than a psycho and a backstabbing b*stard to make me throw in the towel.
John was sitting himself at the shelter. He looked thoughtful and stared into the fire.
"This game just got a whole lot more complicated." Muttered John. "Hopefully I can adapt and get through this warzone that is my team."
(Confessional: Even strat-bots can have feelings.)
John: I've been thinking about how anybody could know about the Chef Hatchet idol and … I think I know what happened. I didn't read the part of that letter about the idol that mention the Chef Hatchet Idol to anybody else, but the bottle cork felt loose when I opened it… somebody must have opened it before everybody else woke up. I woke up pretty early that day … but Earl was already sitting by the fire when I woke up. It has to have been him, and I have some words to say to that guy, believe me.
John sat silently for a while, but soon he was joined by earl.
"Hey man." Greeted Earl as he sat down next to John. "Crazy vote last night, huh?"
"Yeah, it certainly raised a few eyebrows." Agreed John.
"Who knew there was another idol in play all along, huh?" Chuckled Earl. "Gosh, this is a curveball, but I'm sure we'll get by somehow. Soda?"
Earl reached into his afro and took out a soda, which he offered to John. The jock waved his hand dismissively.
"I'll pass." Said John. "As for who knew about that idol … I'd say you did."
"What makes you say that?" Asked Earl coolly.
John gave Earl a firm stare.
"Don't play dumb with me Earl, you've done that a lot already. I have hypothesis you uncorked that bottle before any of us woke up and read the letter. Since I didn't well anybody about it, and I didn't play it, you are the only person it could be. Sarge's panic shows he didn't play it, and as for the other three … they don't strike me as the devious and strategic sort." Said John, before scowling. "Why would you keep a psychopath in the game!?"
Earl looked stunned that John had figured out the ploy so fast, but kept a cool expression.
"It keeps the target off me. You're obsessed with strategy, I figured you of all people would understand." Frowned Earl.
"You're also a hypocrite. You bitch at me for being strategic, but you're doing the same, and last I checked I didn't keep in somebody who molested an innocent girl and could have theoretically given another girl an overdose." Scowled John as he loomed over Earl.
"Hey man, take it easy." Murmured Earl, looking nervous. "It's only a game, really!"
"True." Admitted John. "But you try telling that to Rai and Ruth, and Patsy too I suppose, and see where it gets you. Maybe I'll tell them."
Earl looked panicked for a moment, but then he smirked.
"Who would they believe? The guy who has given Moe dancing lessons and acted cool, or the guy who has been targeting Wishy for quite a while?" Smirked Earl. "Rai and Moe ain't too hard to gain the trust of, which you didn't do."
"… This will blow up in your face, mark my words." Warned John.
"I'm sure … that it will not." Teased Earl. "Oh, company."
Rai and Moe walked up, both looking very serious.
"John, did you play the idol last night?!" Barked Rai.
"No, I did not." Stated John.
"Earl, did you play that idol?" Asked Moe with a frown and crossed arms.
"Wasn't me, dude." Lied Earl.
"Well, looks like they're both innocent." Noted Moe. "Unless they are lying."
"Aw man, I didn't think they'd do that!" Groaned Rai. "We'll be back … soon."
Rai and Moe left, as quickly as they had arrived. Earl and John glanced at each other.
"See, easy to control them." Smirked Earl.
"You're not cool, you're a tool." Stated John. "And you have no funk, just junk."
"Ooooo, not groovy." Frowned Earl.
(Confessional: This team is chaos.)
Earl: John can complain all he wants, but if he had been the one with the Chef Hatchet idol, he'd have done the same as me.
John: Looks like I have a new main target … once Sarge is gone, that is.
Sarge and Ruth sat by the lake, watching the waves. Sarge looked very thoughtful and Ruth took notice of this.
"Something on your mind Boss?" Asked Ruth.
"Answer me this Ruth, am I a good guy?" Asked Sarge. "Like, good as a guy, and not just in bed?"
"Err … yes?" Said Ruth uncertainly.
"Exactly. I'm a good guy and quite the ladies' man, but these weirdo's tried to vote me out. I swear, these bitches must be crazy." Scowled Sarge. "I suppose I owe whoever played that idol … if it was Rai, maybe some butt lovin' as a reward. Heh, that'd be sweet. But, I have enemies it seems, and I shall crush them."
"They will be eggs under your shoes." Agreed Ruth. "Show them who is boss, Boss."
"I plan to. In fact, maybe a visual representation of my power is in order. For some reason, they don't like any thin g physical … guess they are virgins or something. Anyway, it's time to switch to … visual tactics." Decided Sarge. "Ruth, I have a command for you!"
"Name it, and it shall be done." Said Ruth. "Sadly I'd be unable to help if it involved going off the island … I am not a great swimmer."
"It's fine, everybody has their own short comings. One of yours is your face, though your ass makes up for it." Assured Sarge. "Anyway, find me a chain, or perhaps some solid string if you can't find a chain. I have a plan."
"I'm on it. Consider it done." Said Ruth loyally. "I shall be back as quick as humanely possible, minus five minutes."
"Better hurry then." Smirked Sarge. "I wouldn't wanna have to punish you."
"… Yes Boss." Said Ruth as she jogged away.
Sarge was left by himself and sighed in content.
"The ways things are going I'll be having a roll in the hay by sundown." Giggled Sarge.
(Confessional: What has he got planned this time?)
Ruth: I don't know what Boss needs chain or string for, but it is better to not ask questions. That is the rule of my home.
Sarge: This show has been a great vacation; so many babes. I must commend Chris for his great casting choices. Back home, or at least my current home, I'm always on the move. Those paparazzi in the cars with flashing lights always want my picture. I've had to change my name like forty times to avoid all the press. (Sarge giggles eccentrically) Reminds me of that wonderful evening when I went by my old name of Slightly Liang and met that cute blind girl. So many cameras, I barely had time to pose for them!
Sarge sat by himself, thinking about Rai, for the next few minutes until somebody approached him.
"Yo." Greeted Earl.
"Ahoy Earl, how's it going?" Greeted Sarge cheerfully.
"Eh, pretty good. John is being whiny, but what else is new, am I right?" Winked Earl.
"Totally true, my man." Smirked Sarge. "So, crazy vote last night, huh?"
"Got that right. So many people thought you were going home. For a moment I even thought you were gonna go." Admitted Earl.
Sarge's eyes darkened and he grabbed Earl by the neck, starting to choke him as he stared into his eyes.
"Dude, let … me … go." Gasped Earl, looking pained and short on air.
"Did you vote for me?" Hissed Sarge coolly.
"No … I didn't." Gasped Earl. "Please…"
"Then who did you vote for?" Asked Sarge, as though nothing was amiss in the world.
"Wishy … I played … the Idol to … save you…" Spluttered Earl.
Sarge was silent, and then released his hold on Earl. The disco dancer gasped for air and panted before being bought up to his feet and having his hand shaken by Sarge in a friendly gesture.
"Thanks mate!" Exclaimed Sarge cheerfully. "Glad I can count on you."
"Happy to help." Muttered Earl, shaking a little from what just happened. "So, if we lose again … who would you like to vote for?"
"Hmmm, who indeed." Pondered Sarge. "Your thoughts?"
"How about John?" Suggested Earl. "He's a threat."
BAM!
Sarge punched Earl, sending him staggering for a few steps.
"Nobody is a threat but me, and nobody decides how my alliance will vote but me!" Yelled Sarge, before nodded and looking thoughtful, and then grinning. "You're right, he is a threat. I'd be fine voting for him. Good idea."
"Thanks." Said Earl as he started to back away. "I think I hear somebody calling my name and it's rude to ignore people, so I'll just be going. See ya."
"Hurry back!" Called Sarge cheerfully.
Once Earl was gone, looking very distressed, Sarge sat back down.
"Ah Rai … a far eastern beauty if ever I saw one." Giggled Sarge. "She makes my heart beat something fierce."
Ruth ran back up, holding a small chain.
"I have the chain Boss." Said Ruth as she passed the chain to Sarge. "Is this good enough?"
"It is, it is." Confirmed Sarge. "Good job. Now, please leave. I want to enjoy the sight of the lake without you ruining it."
"Yes Boss. Where should I leave to?" Asked Ruth.
"I don't care. Just go anywhere that isn't here." Frowned Sarge.
"It shall be done, Boss." Saluted Ruth as she jogged away.
Ruth soon left and Sarge was alone. He closed his eyes and smiled.
"Oh Rai, you put the ass in both sass and class." Said Sarge softly.
(Confessional: If that's how he treats his allies, his enemies should write their wills out.)
Sarge: I have a feeling the next few days will be profitable and pleasurable. Just gotta turn on the charm a little, and play my cards just right.
Earl: That guy is f*cking insane! He's a great way to take the target off, but … man, he's not gonna be an easy ally to work with … eyes on the million dollars Earl, eyes on the million dollars…
(Brilliant Brains)
Ollie and Liv sat side by side at the shelter, both eating several slices of fruit for breakfast. Liv was currently pitching a strategic idea to Ollie.
"It's not going to be much longer before the merge." Stated Liv. "Thus, we need to take out the strategic threats, and that means that it might be time to get rid of Cy before long."
"But, Cy is an ally … wouldn't that count as betrayal?" Asked Ollie.
"Yes, and yes, but you've got to do this kind of thing if you want to win." Said Liv patiently. "Owen didn't need to I guess, but the show has come a long way since then to the point its kind like 'Survivor Lite', sort of. Basically, you can't get to the end by being super fun and sweet all the time. Sometimes, you gotta make a move."
Ollie considered his girlfriend's words, and nodded in understanding.
"You're right. Cy is a pretty huge threat, and I guess I'm not especially close to him, so I think I can do this." Agreed Ollie. "I'll do it."
"Good boy. I know it is hard, but if you want the prize you need to step outside your comfort zone a little. Remember the advice I gave you early on about not being too trusting? That still stands; I think Cy would be willing to vote either of us off if he had to. I admit I kinda broke that rule with you … but you Ollie, you are somebody I know I can trust in game and out. The others, not so much." Said Liv, putting a hand on Ollie's shoulder. "It's the best move for both of us."
"How do you know this game so well?" Chuckled Ollie.
"I like reality TV." Stated Liv. "Now, we have Wittney on our side, but that's not gonna be enough. We need one more vote. So I thusly propose this plan; I'll see if I can get Patsy to vote with us, while you make sure Cy doesn't catch on. Good plan?"
"Great plan. I love it. And hey, while I'm at it I'll see if I can get Fosley to jump on the bandwagon. He may be a quiet guy, but he still votes." Noted Ollie.
"That works. With luck, we might convince one of them to get on with the plan by challenge time." Mused Liv hopefully. "Finally, I'm playing the game as I wanted to."
"It is rather cool to see you playing so hard." Noted Ollie. "Should I be worried?"
"Nah, you're on my side … so don't do anything to annoy me." Smirked Liv with a wink.
"Duly noted. Say, you sure you'll be ok. I mean, with the withdrawal and all…" Ollie trailed off and made hand motions. "I'm just worried having a withdrawal strike in front of the others would hurt your game … and be bad for your health."
"I'll deal with it." Insisted Liv. "Good talk. Let's have another later."
Liv strutted off in search of Patsy, while Ollie got up, stretched out and smirked.
"My gal is a beast at this game." Grinned Ollie. "Is this what being in a 'power couple' is like? I could get used to this."
(Confessional: If Liv is the beast, is Ollie the beauty?)
Liv: Ollie's been holding my hand and helping me out for a while, and as much as I like him, I need to play my own game without his help … or at least not as much of it. The merge might not be for a few days, so to make things easier when things become a messy free for all I want the biggest threats gone. Cy goes first and, after that, maybe Patsy…
Ollie: I guess I need to plat the game right, but Liv's pretty face does distract me … but I'll try to focus. The plan is set, and I know my place in it. I just hope nothing goes wrong … it is day thirteen after all, and I kinda am a bit superstitious at times.
Patsy was sitting on a rock, looking at Cy and Diamond who were eating breakfast together a short distance away.
"They're hiding something, that's for sure." Muttered Patsy. "Only question is … what?"
(Confessional: Those who seek answers can sometimes be disappointed.)
Patsy: I woke up during the night because I needed to pee, and I saw that Cy and Diamond were gone. I was tired so I went to sleep instead of looking for them, and now they're back again acting as though nothing happened. They clearly had some reason to go goodness knows where and I'd like to know where it was … for all I know, they could be in league with this 'Cloaked Shadow', who left a note last night…
Patsy summed up her nerve and approached Cy and Diamond.
"Good morning." Greeted Patsy.
"Oh, hello." Replied Diamond.
"Sup." Stated Cy.
"I'd like to ask you guys a question, and I think you will both know the answer to it." Said Patsy. "Where were you last night?"
"At the shelter, sleeping. We were there in the morning." Shrugged Cy.
"Wrong answer; I woke up during then night and you were gone. I ask again, where were you?" Inquired Patsy patiently. "I have until the challenge you know. If it wasn't anything bad or suspicious, you'll have no problem telling me."
Diamond gulped while Cy paused.
"… Well, we were-." Began Cy.
"We were making out!" Blurted out Diamond quickly.
Patsy paused, looking rather surprised. Cy couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
"Making out?" Repeated Patsy.
"Err … yeah! We're, um, you know, totally in love and we're gonna be an elderly couple who will one day hold hands on a park bench." Stammered Diamond, now looking like she was ill due to embarrassment and nerves.
"… What she said." Shrugged Cy, seemingly going along with the lie.
Patsy looked thoughtful and smirked.
"Prove it." Requested Patsy.
"… What?" Asked Diamond.
"Prove it. Kiss Cy on the lips. If you're truly together and want to do whatever it was you were talking about, a kiss should be no problem." Grinned Patsy. "Unless you're lying of course."
Cy raised his hands.
"Look Patty, we weren't doing any-MPPH!" Cy got cut off.
Diamond had panicked and kissed Cy on the lips. After a few moments Diamond parted from the kiss, blushing and looking very faint.
"That enough proof?" Asked Diamond.
Patsy looked rather stunned, but she composed herself and nodded.
"That will do." Said Patsy. "Good day to you."
Patsy turned and left, looking very confused while Cy turned to Diamond.
"… You're a good kisser." Noted Cy.
Diamond blinked … and then fainted.
"Heh, first kiss catatonia." Chuckled Cy. "Happens to us all, most of all Sly."
(Confessional: Diamond, about as hard as a marshmallow.)
Patsy: … I guess some girls have very odd taste in men.
Cy: Diamond's lips are soft and she really put feeling into that … does she like me, or was she just putting on a good act? Either way, me like, huhuhuhuhuh.
Diamond: Nononononono! I panicked and, well, now this … what am I gonna do?! It was a nice kiss … but I'm doomed! What will mummy and daddy think?! (Diamond starts to hyperventilate).
Ollie walked through camp looking for Fosley; so far he had not found him and was beginning to look frustrated.
"How hard can it be to find one guy in a campsite with seven people?" Asked Ollie out loud.
Ollie leaned against a tree and looked at the clouds.
"Does being quiet mean being invisible or something?" Pondered Ollie.
"There's a happy face." Said Wittney sarcastically as she walked up to Ollie. "What's up with you?"
"Oh, hi Wittney." Greeted Ollie. "I'm looking for Fosley, have you seen him anywhere?"
"Not today, no." Replied Wittney. "What did you want to talk to him about? I'll pass on a message if you want."
"Actually, you should here the message too come to think of it." Noted Ollie. "Basically, the target me and Liv are thinking of today is Cy. Does that work for you?"
"Sure, I don't see why not." Shrugged Wittney. "Not like it's anybody I really care about."
"Thanks Wittney." Nodded Ollie. "Now, I'll just be going. Gotta find Fosley."
"Wait!" Exclaimed Wittney. "Err, I mean, please hold on for a moment."
"What is it?" Asked Ollie.
Wittney looked nervous for a moment, before she took a few rocks out of her pocket and passed them to Ollie. They were all painted quite professionally with a variety of colours and looked very visually pleasing.
"Just because." Blushed Wittney.
"This is really nice Wittney; did you paint them yourself." Asked Ollie.
"I did. I just figured you could do with a gift, for being cool." Said Wittney shyly.
"Well, I appreciate it." Said Ollie sincerely. "Oh, I gotta dash, I need to find that elusive Fosley before the challenge. See you later Wittney!"
Ollie jogged off leaving Wittney all by her lonesome.
"A truer work of art, I have never seen." Swooned Wittney.
(Confessional: Michelangelo's David pales in comparison.)
Ollie: Wittney seemed like she was in a good mood today … that's good news for everybody. Wonder what had her in such high spirits?
Wittney: I have found my equal, and that is art in itself. (Wittney giggles) Not only will I have the hottest guy, but I'm well connected on this team. I don't think anybody wants me gone, and the target is the one guy I'm not directly aligned with. I see no reason to create waves when things are going swimmingly.
Fosley walked over towards Patsy and sat down next to her on the log.
"Morning." Greeted Fosley. "Any new plans today? Or have you realized laying low is a great strategy?"
"I'm thinking we'll just go with the majority today, but I'm keeping myself in the loop and in a position to change the plans if I need to." Stated Patsy. "I'm pretty much terrible at the challenges, but I've kept myself safe so far, so I'll keep doing what I've done so far. Why fix what isn't broken."
"Why indeed. Doing nothing big and obvious helps me, but you've taken things pretty far beyond that." Smirked Fosley.
"Meh, keep voting how I want you to and you can do whatever." Shrugged Patsy. "Oh, here's company."
Liv walked up to the nerdy duo and gave them a nod of acknowledgement.
"Mind if I sit there?" Asked Liv as she gestured to the free spot by Patsy.
"Be my guest." Shrugged Patsy. "You're somebody I don't mind the company of just yet."
"Good to know I'm adequate in your eyes." Smirked Liv.
Liv sat her tush on the log and turned to face Patsy and Fosley. She looked serious.
"I've got a plan I'm willing to include you on. Interested?" Asked Liv.
"Go on." Nodded Patsy.
"Cy is a very big threat strategically, from what I've picked up on. He'd be powerful at the merge and, since the merge is coming up, we should cut him before he'd become a powerful problem." Stated Liv. "I know I have three votes already, but one more makes a majority."
Patsy pondered this, and smiled.
"Sure, I can do that. I've got no problems with sending out a smart player … especially if it's one of the smart ones who actually worries me, even if just a little." Remarked Patsy. "I'm in."
"Great! Fosley, you wanna join?" Offered Liv.
"Eh, sure, I'll do whatever." Shrugged Fosley.
"Glad to have you both on board. Of course, this is only in case we lose again before the merge, but it's always best to have a plan in place." Stated Liv. "Later guys."
Liv got up and walked away, whistling a tune. Once she was gone Fosley turned to Patsy and smirked.
"See? If you do nothing, then opportunities will come to you when they are needed." Said Fosley smugly.
"Oh put a sock in it." Muttered Patsy as she got up and began walking away.
Once Patsy was out of sight from everybody she reached into her pocket and took out a piece of paper.
-I'm watching you. Watching you sleep. Watching you eat. Always watching you. There will be no privacy or escape-
"Who the hell is this?" Muttered Patsy. "I shall find them out, and I shall … get somebody strong to kick their ass while I watch."
(Confessional: As anonymous as a voter with no name.)
Patsy: Urgh, Fosley is the smuggest person I have ever met, even more than me! I don't really see why he's so arrogant when he's basically done nothing, but I'll not say that since I kinda need an ally. At least it seems I'm not gonna be a target right now.
Fosley: Meh, Patsy has her way of playing and I have mine. Nobody even looks my way for a second for elimination, so I think it's clear who is playing better. It also seems clear Liv is smart.
Liv: Looks like all the pieces are set up … but I'm not gonna just sit and relax, things could change since these are real people with their own plans. (Liv starts to sweat and shake a little). Of all the times…
(Brutal Brawns)
The Brawns, minus Sarge, sat around the shelter, waiting for the salty sailor to bring the Chris Mail. Rai and Moe were eying the other three, exaggerated glares on their faces.
"… Bee in your bonnets?" Asked John.
"We may like honey, but we're not feeling very sweet right now." Stated Rai firmly.
"Yeah see?" Nodded Moe.
"Why? What's up with you?" Inquired John.
"Somebody knowingly kept Sarge around, and we want to know who it is." Said Rai calmly.
"Yeah see?" Added Moe.
"It was Earl." Said John calmly. "He's a schemer."
"No, I'm a goofy disco fan. He's the one who did it." Replied Earl.
Rai and Moe crossed their arms.
"Well, one of you did it, since Ruth doesn't seem the type. We will find out who did it." Warned Rai.
"Yeah see?" Added Moe firmly.
"Moe, that kinda loses the effect if you keep repeated it." Stated Rai.
"Oh, right, err … resistance is futile!" Threatened Moe.
"I am so confused right now." Stated Ruth. "Could somebody tell me why you're all acting like children? Or perhaps, which of you is the sane one?"
"Me!" Said all four of the others at once.
"… This team is nuts." Noted Ruth.
"Ahoy!" Called a voice.
Sarge walked up holding an envelope, and also wearing the Brawn Immunity Idol like a necklace with the aid of a chain.
"… What is that?" Asked John with wide eyes.
"What is what?" Asked Sarge.
"I think he means your necklace." Stated Ruth.
"Oh, this? Ah just a silly little thing called … the Immunity Idol! Can't touch this!" Teased Sarge smugly.
"Aw crap!" Yelled Rai.
"What's the matter Rai? You sound upset." Noted Sarge. "Did I do something wrong?"
Rai frowned and Moe put a hand on her shoulder.
"Be a good fish, don't rise to the bait." Whispered Moe.
Rai took a few deep breaths and calmed down, even if just a little.
"What does the Chris Mail say Sarge?" Asked Earl.
Sarge opened up the envelope with one hand, tapping his idol necklace with the other.
"Our lovely, I use that word loosely, host writes, 'are you prepared to sink a battleship for immunity' … heh, been there done that." Smirked Sarge, looking amused.
"Somehow, I doubt he's joking at this point." Stated John. "Let's go team, see what we'll have to do. Looks like a water challenge today."
"I'm not a good swimmer." Stated Ruth.
"Don't worry, just think like a fish." Advised Moe. "Keep your legs straight when you hit the water, and keep air in you so that you float to the surface like a dead fish."
"In other words, be a boat." Added Earl.
(Confessional: Or be a submarine.)
John: Sarge has the idol? F*ck my life … well, looks like one of us will take the fall before Sarge, but as long as it's not me or Ruth, I can live with it, albeit reluctantly.
Earl: Sarge had the idol the whole time? Doh! Ah well, a little funk and groove, and I'll get him to give it to me. I mean, he is insane.
Rai: I'm getting moodier by the moment; guess the meds have officially run out. Camp life might be hard, but challenges are easy. Bring it on!
(Brilliant Brains)
While Wittney left to fetch the Chris Mail, the rest of the Brains sat around the shelter, discussing the Brawns.
"Chances are they voted off the sailor guy." Stated Ollie. "The Brawns looked pretty angry with him at the challenges yesterday."
"I know I sure was." Muttered Patsy.
"Did it hurt?" Asked Fosley.
"What do you think?" Replied Patsy shortly.
"… I'll concede that was a stupid question." Admitted Fosley.
"Whoever they voted off, looks like we have more team members again." Noted Diamond. "Yay…"
"I guess somebody will be sitting out from the challenge." Stated Ollie. "Guess we'll have to see what it is and figure out who we'd best leave on the side-lines."
"I'm not sitting out, I love a challenge." Said Cy with a wink. "If you think about it the whole show is one big challenge."
"Cy has a point." Agreed Diamond.
"I always do." Smirked Cy. "It also seems that Chris's chin has a point, though not like the good ones I make."
"You are a smart player." Agreed Liv. "I wonder how we can statistically in terms of our brain power…"
"I'd be at the top since I have a perfect grade point average." Stated Patsy.
"I can believe that." Shrugged Liv. "Oh! Here comes Wittney; looks like its challenge time again."
Wittney walked up to the team holding an envelope.
"What did I miss?" Asked Wittney.
"Nothing much, just talking about who the Brawns might have voted off." Replied Ollie.
"I'd say the sailor because he's mad, or the rich looking girl in the purple dress since she looked rich already." Stated Wittney. "So, you guys ready?"
"Always ready." Grinned Cy.
Wittney opened the envelope and took out the message contained within.
"Our host writes 'are you prepared to sink a battleship for immunity'." Read Wittney. "Hmmmmm, sounds very uncouth."
"Not like we have much of a choice. Shall we get going?" Grinned Cy.
"We might as well." Stated Liv. "Let's see if we can extend our lead in the numbers."
"That'd be nice." Agreed Wittney.
(Confessional: Do any UK readers remember battleships on sky games in the late 90's?)
Patsy: I have no idea what this challenge will entail, but I have a bad feeling about it. I also think it is time I tell the others about this 'Cloaked Shadow'; maybe I'm not the only one being threatened?
Diamond: I'm not ready for this … I'm still a little freaked out from this morning…
Liv: I'm guessing today's challenge is based on that old Battleships board game. I have some good memories with that game, so this could be fun … don't ruin it for me Chris.
(Challenge Area)
The thirteen campers arrived at the beach and stood amongst their respective teams. Set up in the water were two podium shaped like battleships from the navy, one red and one purple and both with six seats. SARA was fitted in an IPad cover shaped patterned like a parrot, and Chris was dressed up in his old pirate attire.
"This is degrading." Muttered SARA.
"Yaaaarrr, you be a robot, ye not have many rights." Smirked Chris before turning to the campers. "ARRRRRR! As ye can see, Cabin Girl Wishami got the boot last night, aaaarrrrr!"
"Called it." Stated Wittney.
"Oh not the pirate act." Groaned John.
"ARRRR! Welcome to ye next challenge land blubbers! We be playing today a game of Battle-Quiz, like ye old classic board game but mixed with a heartie hard quiz, ARRR! The rules be very simple, maties! I, Captain Mclean, will be asking ye cabin boys and girls many a question from me crow's nest, and they be about ye fellow campers. Answer me question correctly, after buzzing in, and ye can choose one person from the other crew to walk the plank! The first pirate crew to lose all their members be up for tonight's elimination, YAAAAARRRRRRR! Do ye have any questions?" Asked Chris energetically.
"Were you dropped on your head as a baby?" Asked SARA seriously.
"AAAARRRR, ye only be allowed to ask relevant question, me hearties." Frowned Chris.
"Why are you talking like a pirate?" Asked Moe. "Ninja's are clearly superior."
"That be a fallacy me heartie." Exclaimed Chris. "Any useful questions, ARRRR?"
"Is Fang anywhere nearby? I remember a challenge like this in season four." Mumbled Diamond timidly.
"Fang be elsewhere, ARRRR! He be not in Captain Mclean's motley crew." Stated Chris.
"Thank goodness." Mumbled Diamond.
"Now, if that be all ye lamb blubbers want to ask, the Brains must choose one of their crew to sit out, to make things fair ARRR!" Declared Chris.
"What do pirates care about being fair?" Asked Sarge.
"I'll sit out." Stated Fosley as he walked off to the side and sat down on a large lump of sand.
"And with that, this challenge be underway!" Declared Chris. "Baton down the hatches, swab the poop deck and take your places me hearties!"
SARA mimed shooting itself with one of its hands while the campers filed into boats driven by the interns to get them into position in the 'Battleships'.
(Confessional: Mustn't … make … the … obvious … pun!)
Moe: Trivia is fun. I may not loo kit, but I am dangerous at trivial pursuit. This could be a lot of fun!
Rai: I think I can do this; I'm pretty social. But if Chris asks a difficult smartie panties question … I'm sunk.
Ruth: We will sink their Battleship.
Patsy: Finally, a mental challenge. This is just the chance I've been waiting for to show some of my skills. Bring it on!
Cy: Huhuhuhuh, this'll be easy; I'm a very observant kinda guy.
Ollie: Was that sailor guy wearing the immunity idol like a necklace? That … seems rather odd.
(Phoenix Island)
Bianca and Trey were walking along the beach, giggling cheerfully. They had managed to outrun Tyrian a while ago and were now following the shore in the direction of camp. While they walked along they were talking to each other about a very important topic.
"Pinkie Pie is my favourite. What about you?" Asked Bianca with a giggle.
"… Few can match the elegance and grace of Rarity." Admitted Trey, looking embarrassed. "Twilight can go bite an apple."
"Why? She's adorkable!" Insisted Bianca.
"She's a Mary Sue and her element isn't even real in real life." Pouted Trey.
"It is if you believe." Exclaimed Bianca with stars in her eyes. "Some even say … love is magic…"
Bianca batted her eyelashes at trey and tried to look sultry, but only looked cute. Trey sweat-dropped and chuckled nervously.
"Sidekick, you're a strange one." Giggled Trey.
"Look who's talking." Teased Bianca. "So, err, what do we do when we get back to the temple? If Eliza is there, she's gonna wedgie us for sure!"
"Not to worry sidekick, I have a fool proof plan to get us to safety." Assured Trey.
"What is it?" Asked Bianca, looking intrigued.
"It's very simple … we say it was Boris' idea and let him take the blame. He's not pulled his weight in this army lately, and this is his due just desserts. Mwahahahaha!" Cackled Trey.
"… How about we just uproot a bush and hide in it, and slowly move it along? You know, like in the movies?" Suggested Bianca.
"That works too. Great idea sidekick." Nodded trey in approval. "You may yet reach the rank of Harley Quinn. The outfit would do you wonders."
Bianca could only blush and giggle shyly.
As Trey and Bianca talked and laughed, they did not noticed a lien figure following them a ways back. Tyrian walked along slow and steady, a frown on his face.
"Bide your time Tyrian. Strike when the time is right." Muttered Tyrian.
(Confessional: Best pony is obviously Trixie.)
Trey: Once myself and my sidekick have both of the idols, my final chaotic plan is very simple … we build a tower of sand, stand on it and laugh at those who cannot reach us, which is everybody. Then we return and everybody who isn't the other losers shall win! It's genius!
Bianca: Hmmmmm … For Trey, maybe I could try dressing up as Harley Quinn. You know, if we become official … and right now, that's looking even better than the grand prize. I don't know how he feels, but I do now love is weird.
Tyrian: It is up to me to ensure that Bianca shall not return, and I shall take this responsibility seriously.
Wishami exited the sand castle lair and looked up at the midmorning sky.
"Looks like daylight is burning. The hunt for idol begins … now!" Exclaimed Wishami.
Wishami ran towards the main entrance of the temple, but before she could reach it Boris called out to her.
"Stop!" Yelled Boris. "There's a trap!"
Wishami screeched to a halt and spotted the warning that was put up at the entrance.
"A pit trap? Thanks for the warning." Said Wishami as he gazed down the hallway. "Think I could jump it?"
"I think it's too big a distance for anybody to jump." Admitted Boris. "You could take the back entrance though; it was unlocked a few days ago."
"That works. Do you want to come?" Offered Wishami.
"I'll pass. I got my own plan on how to return. Thanks for the offer though." Said Boris as he returned to his deckchair so that he could resume soaking up some rays.
"Looks like I'll be flying solo." Noted Wishami.
Wishami prepared to set off, but heard a voice call out to her.
"Wishy!" Exclaimed Eliza. "Great to see you! Well, it sucks you got voted off, but it's still good to see ya, my friend."
"It's good to see you too." Agreed Wishami. "I don't suppose you have an idol?"
"Well, me and my gal pal did, but it got stolen. I'm heading back to her now; wanna come with?" Offered Eliza. "She's through the back door."
"Sure, I'm heading there anyway. Who is it anyway?" Asked Wishami.
"Harmony. I tell you, she's getting more badass every day, and I am loving it." Winked Eliza.
"I've missed Harmony; it'll be nice to see her again." Smiled Wishami, before looking serious. "Also, I need to tell you something big."
"Hold that thought, I just need to check on Harmony first." Stated Eliza.
"… Come to think of it, she should hear this too." Decided Wishami.
(Confessional: Reunion!)
Wishami: In a way it's good some of my friends lost early; it means I have allies on this island already. Thing is, while Sarge is an enemy and doesn't deserve to win … do I want him here either?
Eliza: Wishami looked afraid; I can only assume she has quite a series tale to tell.
Boris: That's my good deed for the day. Now it's back to chilling out and soaking up some rays.
Harmony carefully made her way along the electrical trip wires and, after several scary and tense minutes, managed to reach the other side without any painful incidents. After getting her bearings back Harmony approached the pedestal of the Silver Chris Statue. On the pedestal was an inscription which read:
-Use silver to get gold-
"Clearly I need this to get the idol." Noted Harmony. "Hang on, what's this?"
-Do not take without first giving a seaside gift, or else-
Harmony looked above her and saw an ominous looking hole in the ceiling. Knowing a trap could be sprung, Harmony took the sand bag out of her pocket and, after taking a deep breath, quickly took the Silver Chris Statue and put the sand bag in its place.
Nothing happened.
"Looks like I didn't trigger it." Smiled Harmony.
A rumble was heard from above Harmony.
"Eek!" Yelped Harmony as she dived to the side, only for a very tiny rock to fall out from the hole. "… Is that it? Maybe it would have been worse without the sand bag…"
A tile on the wall fell off, revealing a button. Without thinking it over Harmony pressed it. Instantly all of the electrical wires snapped, thus clearing a safe path back out of the room.
"… When I get home, I'm booking out every Adventurous Annie book from the library." Decided Harmony as she made her way back towards the main room of this part of the temple.
(Confessional: Harmony, seriously, was Lara Croft your Aunt or something?)
Harmony: I have no idea how I did any of that, but it feels good to have done it. I'll have quite the story to tell the reading club back home … it only has five members, so I feel safe there.
Next Time: Questions are asked and secrets are revealed, but just how bad are some of these secrets? Another person is voted off.