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Last time, on Total Drama Chaos! The fourteen remaining competitors were subjected to Chef's cruel boot camp. For some, it was a second time coming, for others, it was a hard awakening. Some thrived, others died, figuratively, of course. Haha, could you imagine the lawsuits? Anyways, our resident skullduggery Kasimar was finally able to boot the happy-go-lucky Geoff, whom he thought was 'annoying.' Heartless bastard. Also, the Harold/Eva/Courtney alliance is now stronger than ever and are plotting their next move, while Noah, Gwen and Tyler seemed to have also formed an alliance, and are looking to take Trent and Justin under their wing. This could spell trouble for our non-alliance contestants, such as Jo, Ezekiel, Kasimar and Dakota! Now, a bakers dozen remain, and we'll have a regular dozen by the end of this challenge! Who will succeed? Who will fail? Find out right here, on the most baffling episode of Total! Drama! Chaos!
Kasimar twitched as he slept. "Damn right I'm in control." He mumbled, turning over. "It's my turn."
Flash into Mike's subconscious.
Mike, Vito, Svetlana, Chester, Manitoba and Kasimar were sitting together at a long table.
"Ah, horse pookie on your turn!" Chester waved his cane. "There aren't any turns! Mike is the original and that's that!"
Kasimar rolled his eyes. "C'mon Chester, you know that's not true! Mike's got a horrendously rare case of MPD, and me, Mike and you were all kicking around in his head the moment he splurged from his mothers womb."
"What? That's not true!" Chester complained.
"Uh, actually it is." Mike shrugged. "It's just your old memory…a reason that you aren't in control most of the time."
"Yeah, Svetlana showed up when we were about five." Kasimar nodded. "And Vito reared his dumb head when puberty hit."
Vito chuckled. "And we didn't even know Tobi existed until this stupid show!"
Mike glared at Vito. "You're the reason we're in this mess."
"And don't call me Tobi!" Manitoba scowled.
Vito looked surprised. "What? I can't have the ladies not thinking I'm the best! Look at these pecs!" He flexed.
"Just shut up." Svetlana rolled rolled her eyes.
Manitoba turned to Kasimar. "What was up with that shpeal in the confessional about how you came to be? What utter bull!"
Kasimar looked slightly embarrassed. "Yeah, I was just felt really badass after being able to take control."
"You only took control because I was so emotionally wrecked by what Douche-Vito did." Mike growled. "I got so unhinged and I wasn't even in control!"
Vito chuckled. "That was pretty dope."
"Shut up!" Everyone yelled at him.
"Anyways." Kasimar continued, turning his attention to Mike. "I have a proposal for you."
"A proposal?" Mike scowled. "Does it involve me forcing myself back into my body?"
"Our body." Kasimar corrected. "And you know you can't do that…at least not easily. You've been trying hard, and that's what I'm here to talk about."
Mike sighed, crossing his arms. "Fine."
"You want a million dollars, right?" Kasimar said, folding his fingers together.
"Duh." Mike rolled his eyes. "Then I could pamper Zoey."
Kasimar shivered, something Mike noticed.
"What?" Mike asked.
"Sorry." Kasimar shivered again. "It's just that you guys are the corniest, lamest couple ever!"
"We are not!" Mike screamed.
"Uh, yeah you are." Vito chuckled. "So not a sexy couple."
"Makee me sick!" Chester yelled.
"I have wanted to stab my eyes out with forks on multiple occasions because of you two." Manitoba admitted.
"I sink zey're adorable!" Svetlana gushed.
"No one cares." Everyone told her. Svetlana sighed.
"Anyways." Kasimar continued. "You want a million bucks. I want a million bucks. Out of everyone here, I'm the best at playing this game!"
"Wanna bet?" Svetlana preened.
"Sure." Kasimar smirked. He held up his fingers. "Vito's too douchey." He ticked one finger. "Chester is too old, he's also a crabby pain in the ass." Another finger ticked. "Manitoba is too sexist." A third finger. "Svetlana would creep people out because she's into men and Mike has a man's body."
"Which ees bull, by ze way." Svetlana added, pouting.
"No ones cares!" Everyone told her again.
"And you, Mike. You're too nice." Kasimar smirked, ticking the final finger and crossing his arms. "Checkmate."
"Okay, you're the best suited." Mike rolled his eyes. "What's your point?"
"Let me continue in the competition without any resistance." Kasimar proposed. "And as soon as I win, or the off chance that I get eliminated, I'll let you take control back, without any resistance."
Mike frowned. "I'll think about it." He grumbled grudgingly.
"Good." Kasimar snapped his fingers and woke up.
Back to the competition.
Kasimar yawned, getting up and stretching. "Perfect."
(Confessional Cam: Kasimar.)
Kasimar: If I can get Mike to agree to this deal, that'll basically give me a spot in the Final 5. Perfect…
(End Confessional Cam: Kasimar.)
"Morning everyone!" Ezekiel whooped. "Time for another awesome day!"
"Yeah. Awesome." Noah yawned. "Thanks for waking me up, by the way."
"No problem!" Ezekiel grinned, missing the sarcasm.
"I think he was being sarcastic." Harold stated.
Justin pulled the blankets up over his head. "No shi-"
"Good morning campers!" Chris interrupted. "Please make your way over to the Mess Hall, preferably without feces related obscenities."
"Yeah, Justin." Trent chuckled. "Cool it with the feces related obscenities."
Justin rolled his eyes. "That host is such a nerd."
"All right, lets move!" Eva grunted, hoisting herself out of bed and slamming to the floor.
"You're not the boss of me." Jo scoffed. "…But I'm still getting out. And NOT because you told me to!"
"Whatever." Eva grumbled.
(Confessional Cam: Eva.)
Eva: Jo used to be my rival! Someone I almost looked up to when it came to physical ability. Now I only see her as a whiny, annoying peasant that I have to squash on my way to the one million dollars! Just like the rest of them…minus Harold and Courtney…and maybe Noah. Trent's not so bad, either…and Tyler is cool, in his own clumsy sort of way. *She looks surprised.* Maybe these people aren't as bad as I thought. Some of them, at least…
(End Confessional Cam: Eva.)
"Time for another challenge!" Dakota yawned as she finished her makeup. Currently she, Gwen and Courtney were in the girls bathroom, getting ready for the day.
"So, Gwen…I've noticed you've been hanging out with Noah and Tyler a lot…you're not already over Duncan, are you?" Courtney asked, as innocently as she dared while brushing her dark brown hair.
Gwen shot her an annoyed sideways glanced. "Uh, ew, no. They're just friends and they're very fun to talk to. Great conversationalists."
Dakota raised an eyebrow, finishing applying her lipgloss. She entered the conversation. "Tyler, good at conversations?" She laughed. "What do you talk about, how many times he's injured himself?"
"I agree." Courtney added, chuckling. "Noah I can see, him being an intellectual and all, but Tylers just kind of…err…"
"Dumb? Moronic? Stupid?" Dakota chimed in.
"Different…from you!" Courtney struggled to find the right word. She noticed the near-death glare she was now receiving and quickly backed off. "Okay, okay, making fun time is over. Just curious to why you're hanging out with them."
"Because everyone here is either a nut job, an asshole, or a moron." Gwen rolled her eyes as she slammed the door to the outside behind her.
"Touchy." Dakota smirked.
"Tell me about it." Courtney agreed.
(Confessional Cam: Gwen.)
Gwen: Not a fan of when people talk behind other peoples backs. I got enough of that in high school. Tyler and Noah are in an alliance with me, but of course I wasn't going to go telling Courtney that. Let her think I have some crush on the two boneheads. *She scoffs*. Lets see how that works out for her. And also, when did Courtney get so friendly with me, isn't she supposed to hate me? *She sighs* Not that I'm upset about that…but I don't really understand.
(End Confessional Cam: Gwen.)
(Confessional Cam: Courtney.)
Courtney: I thought Gwen and I were cool! I was just having a little fun teasing. And to think she had the gall to get all upset when I forgave her for Duncan? *She looks at the camera.* What, you're asking when I forgave her? Well…I didn't exactly tell her, but when the Ogre cheated on her with Dakota, or more like made a move on her without her consent, I forgave her because I know that feeling. Hence why I'm not mad at her anymore. *She frowns.* But if she's going to get all uppity whenever I try and have fun she can forget it!
(End Confessional Cam: Courtney.)
(Confessional Cam: Dakota.)
Dakota: Ah, conflict.
(End Confessional Cam: Dakota.)
"Food! Awesome!" Harold cheered as he entered the Mess Hall with Ezekiel and Tyler in tow.
"Is it food food?" Tyler asked hopefully.
"Or food food?" Ezekiel agreed, cringing.
"It's food!" Chef barked from the kitchen. "Breakfast is served!"
"Sweet! Waffles!" Harold grinned as he dodged a scalding waffle thrown at his face, ignoring the cries of pain from Tyler as the jock dove away, only to fly right into the wheaty treats path.
"Did someone day waffles?" Izzy whooped, dropping down from the ceiling.
"What'd I say about hanging out on my ceiling?" Chef sighed at her, hurling another waffle at the redhead.
"Don't!" Izzy beamed, tearing into her waffle.
Chef sighed as another five campers entered the Mess Hall.
"Wow, something that takes culinary skills to prepare. I'm shocked." Noah snarked as he took his seat. He also took a burning waffle to the face.
"Now now, be fair." Trent laughed as Noah struggled to pull the hot waffle off his face. "We've all seen Chef cook some half decent breakfasts this season."
"I think his stuffs great!" Tyler said enthusiastically. He had removed the waffle from his face and was now stuffing his face with it.
(Confessional Cam: Chef.)
Chef: Finally! Someone other than Fat Boy who appreciates my cookin! I knew this day would come! *He wipes a tear away.*
(End Confessional Cam: Chef.)
"Yeah, it's great." Dakota sighed, holding up her waffle with a disgusted look on her face. "Has this stuff even been approved by the FDA?"
Chef was silent for a moment as all eyes turned to him:
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Chef hit the floor, holding his gut as laughs spilled from between his lips.
(Confessional Cam: Kasimar.)
Kasimar: *He looks at the camera with a raised eyebrow* I guess its not. *He chuckles.* Well played…
(End Confessional Cam: Kasimar.)
"Ah well, guess it's time for more slop." Jo jogged into the Mess Hall. "Whoa!" She dove to the ground as a waffle flew at her, hitting Gwen, who was behind Jo, in the face.
"Ow!" The goth shrieked. She yanked the waffle off, wincing as she touched the waffle shaped indents on her face.
"At least it improves your complexion." Noah deadpanned, his face finally waffle free. However, that changed slightly as Gwen's waffle made its way from her face to his.
"You deserved that one." Justin laughed. "Never insult someones complexion. Especially mine." He grinned at himself in his spoon.
"Hate to interrupt this hilarious conversation." A new voice said, coming from the kitchen. "But its time for todays challenge!"
"We just started eating!" Eva screamed at the host.
Chris winced, holding his hands up. "Don't worry, the first part of the challenge lies somewhere in those fluffy waffles of yours. They are-"
"Ghcak!" Trent started choking on something in his waffle. He made motions to his back.
"I got this." Jo laughed. She went over and gave Trent the Heimlich Maneuver.
"Tuchpah!" Trent coughed a small rubbery vial into his hand. "What the hell?"
All the contestants now warily regarded their waffles. Kasimar was the first to act. He tore his waffle apart, and the small vial thudded onto his plate. He picked it up, grinning.
Eva smashed her waffle with her fist, breaking the plate and leaving a large crack in the thick wooden table. The vial, undamaged due to it's malleable state, was scooped up by the fitness buff and examined.
Tyler reached for his knife and started stabbing it into the waffle. His knife dislodged under the vial and flicked it up into his face, getting stuck in his nose.
Izzy yawned and flicked her throat, and the vial came flying out of her mouth and landed in her hand.
Harold examined the waffle carefully, using a magnifying glass that he had pulled out of from who knows where. After scrutinizing it, he dug his finger into the fluffy surface and pulled out the vial, grinning.
Dakota eventually found hers while cutting into it.
Everyone else examined their waffle for a vial, but no more were uncovered.
"Wheres my vial?" Courtney complained.
"Only seven of the waffles held vials." Chris explained. "If you would kindly open them, those that acquired them."
Trent was the first to remove the stopper. He pulled out a small piece of paper that was rolled up.
"The first clue lies in-" He read aloud, but Chris interrupted him.
"Ah ah ah! Wouldn't be much of an advantage if everyone knew it." Chris chuckled. "Those that have the vials will be able to reference the clue at all times."
"What is the damned clue for?" Jo snarled, losing patience. "Whats the challenge?!"
"The first part of todays challenge…is a scavenger hunt!" Chris beamed, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"Woot! Scavenging! Awesome!" Ezekiel cheered. "I'm so winning this thing!"
"Wouldn't that be hilarious." Chris chuckled. "Continuing on, those vials hold clues on where the first item you have to collect is."
"So us without clues are just totally out of luck?" Noah frowned.
"No, let me keep explaining!" Chris whined. "All will be explained, just ZIP IT!" He calmed down. "Anyways, for those who don't have the little vials, I will be playing you an audio clip of what the clue says, however you'll only be able to hear it once. Everyone on the same page?"
Everyone nodded or made a noise of agreement.
"Okay, good. Any questions?" The host saw Gwen's hand. "Yes, Gwen?"
"How many items do we have to collect?" Gwen asked.
Chris face palmed. "Duh. Probably should of told you that. I need to stop staying up so late watching Danganronpa." He grumbled. The host cleared his throat. "Anyways, there are six items you have to collect. The first five people to get to the first item will see a little rubber vial, identical to those seven of you are holding right now."
"So, what you're saying is the first five people at every obstacle get a clear clue?" Dakota asked.
"Exactamundo." Chris nodded. "The remaining eight people will have to deal with a cruddy voice recording that can only be played once."
"What's stopping us from taking all the vials?" Justin asked.
"Well, that's an easy question." Chris smirked. "Cameras, obviously. It is hereby against the rules to take more than one vial, recording, OR item. That's right, you cannot 'take an item for a friend', understood? The breaking of these rules will result in instant disqualification from the challenge and an extra three votes against you automatically at the bonfire ceremony."
"Sheesh, thats a pretty harsh penalty." Trent noted.
"Well, as much as I love the drama, there are some people I wouldn't want screwing up this challenge." Chris rolled his eyes.
(Confessional Cam: Dakota.)
Dakota: Psh, Chris is paranoid. *She rolls her eyes* I wouldn't of done anything like that. *She looks straight at the camera.* Okay, *she chuckles* I TOTALLY would've done something like that.
(End Confessional Cam: Dakota.)
"Now, the first five contestants to complete the challenge will receive an advantage in the second part of the challenge. Last thing, the last person to complete the scavenger hunt will have three extra votes against them at the bonfire ceremony, which will only be revoked if they win immunity in the final challenge. Now, are you all ready to hear the first audio clip?" Chris asked.
Everyone was.
"Okay!" Chris pulled out a tape recorder and pressed 'Play'.
"Your first item lies in the lair of the beast that may or may not be real. Check low and check high for this beast likes fashion and design."
"You may begin." Chris started, pulling a bullhorn out of his pocket and blaring it.
Instantly Harold, Courtney, Noah and Ezekiel ran up and out of the Mess Hall. The rest stayed behind and thought carefully, those with vials withdrawing the clue and giving it a second or third read.
(Confessional Cam: Noah.)
Noah: "Fashion and design?" Too easy, Chris.
(End Confessional Cam: Noah.)
(Confessional Cam: Harold.)
Harold: I mean, any intellectual would figure it out NO problem.
(End Confessional: Cam: Harold.)
(Confessional Cam: Courtney.)
Courtney: It's the Sasquatcanawkwa!
(End Confessional Cam: Courtney.)
(Confessional Cam: Ezekiel.)
Ezekiel: Duh, its the beavers on Boney Island!
(End Confessional Cam: Ezekiel.)
Courtney arrived first to the Sasquatch cave, she peered around, not wanting to go inside.
"Courtney, wait up!" A raspy voice called from behind her. The CIT turned to see Harold, slightly out of breath.
"What's up Harold?" Courtney asked, still trying to locate the scavenger hunt stand.
"Here, take this." Harold gave her a small mechanical device.
"What is it?" The CIT requested, somewhat hesitant.
"It's a pager I fashioned." Harold cleared his throat. "It lets me-"
"I know what a pager is, Harold." Courtney rolled her eyes.
"But the audience might not!" Harold protested. He turned to the camera. "Anyways, for all you kids boron in the 90's or afterwards, a pager lets you receive text messages, but short and basic ones." He turned back to Courtney. "We can use it to help each other out with clues!"
"What about Eva?" Courtney asked, pocketing the pager.
"I gave her one before I left, thats why I'm so far behind you. I passed Noah though, he'll be here soon."
"Was anyone else coming?" Courtney asked, returning her gaze back to looking for the station.
"A couple." Harold nodded.
"Well then help me find the station!" Courtney grumbled. "I want a vial, not a crummy recording I can only hear once. Thank god it was such an easy riddle."
"It's probably just inside the cave." Harold noted, pushing his glasses up farther on his nose. He entered the cave, returning moments later with a small glass stone and a rubber vial. "Ta-da!"
Courtney gasped and quickly retrieved hers.
"Wanna work together?" Harold asked.
"No, not this challenge. People still think I dislike you from back in Season 1 and we're both already ahead so we'll just go separately." Courtney told the nerd. "We should hopefully both win the advantage for the next part of the challenge." With that, she sped away into the woods.
Harold, curious as to her abrupt departure, and his question answered when Noah entered the clearing, walking at his usual leisurely place.
"Hey Harold." Noah greeted, polite as he may.
"Howdy." Harold nodded. "Vials are over there." He gestured to the cave.
"Wow, couldn't of figured that out myself, thanks so much." Noah rolled his eyes, strolling over to the cave.
"I was just trying to be nice." Harold frowned. He then lowered his voice. "Whatever, gosh." He left.
(Confessional Cam: Harold.)
Harold: Gosh, Noah can be a real jerk sometimes. I don't really care though, I'm used to having rude things said to me. And besides, with an attitude like that, he's not really a threat. He'll piss off the wrong person eventually and he'll be gone.
(End Confessional Cam: Harold.)
Noah grabbed his vial and took off, or rather, walked off.
Next to the scene was Eva, with Jo right behind her.
"Boy is that pager helpful." Eva muttered.
"What'd you say?" Jo asked, as the two walked into the cave.
"Nothing, mind your own business." Eva shot back.
"Whoa, easy." Jo rolled her eyes. She grabbed one of the two remaining vials. "You know, we're the two strongest competitors, we should form an alliance!"
Eva grabbed the last vial. "Yeah, no." She then ran out, leaving Jo in her dust, blinking stupidly.
"Okay then." Jo rolled her eyes again. "What a bitch!"
"Whose a bitch?" Trent asked, skidding into the cave, Justin right behind him.
"Aw, man! There are no more vials!" Justin whined.
"Haha, look what I have." Jo jeered, holding up the vial.
"Should we take it from her?" Trent asked, comparing his and Justin's muscles against the jockettes'.
Chris's voice rang throughout the island. "You may not take vials or items from any other contestant, that also will result in the penalty."
"Haha, can't touch me." Jo laughed. "Losers!"
"I can still do this." Justin laughed, kicking Jo in the shin as he ran by her. He scooped up a recording and a stone and hauled ass out of the cave.
"Sorry…but not so much." Trent chuckled as he too grabbed his stuff and sprinted out of the cave.
Jo, seething with rage, sprinted after the two.
(Confessional Cam: Jo.)
Jo: Ain't nobody hurting me and getting away with it!
(End Confessional Cam: Jo.)
One by one, everyone showed up to the first obstacle, the last one being Tyler, and only one person never showed up…
"Gonna find the first clue. Gonna Scooby-Dooby-Doo. Gonna find the first clue. Gonna Scooby-Dooby-Doo." Ezekiel hummed to himself as he rowed his canoe towards Boney Island.
"Let's see here." Dakota sighed to herself. She was currently in eighth place, and was about to listen to her recording. She pressed play.
"What started this all, the drama and fun, get as high as you can, real close to the sun."
Dakota sighed in relief. "Phew, an easy one!" She grinned. "Time to head up to the cliff!"
(Confessional Cam: Dakota.)
Dakota: I hope these get easier, because if so this challenge is going in the bag. Who is going to go next, though. That's the question. Ezekiel and Tyler are morons, all the more reason to keep them around. Noah will probably die off in one of the really physical challenges. Izzy's plain crazy, Jo's already on thin ice with everyone, Harold's probably going to have an asthma attack and die, and Eva will probably snap at some point. That leaves the threats. *She holds up her fingers.* Trent, Justin, Courtney and Gwen. Hopefully one of those can leave soon. *She then thinks of something* Oh, and Mike. He's been acting odd ever since I tricked Vito…really strange. I haven't seen hide nor hair of his personalities, so I think something might be up. I think it might be best to just try and eliminate him before he pulls something out of his ass.
(End Confessional Cam: Dakota.)
Eva, who had run off as to not be followed, yanked out her piece of paper from the vial. "Started this all…high as you can…to the sun…" She read part of it aloud. "Hm…maybe that stupid cliff." She sprinted in the direction of the cliff, pausing momentarily when her pager that Harold had given her beeped.
"G.O.T.O.C.L.I.F.F." The makeshift piece of technology said.
Eva smirked and resumed her run.
(Confessional Cam: Eva.)
Eva: People always assume because I'm strong I'm dumb in the head! And you know what? IT PISSES ME OFF! *She calms down after a few heavy breaths* Whose an example? Me! Even Jo has half a brain!
(End Confessional Cam: Eva.)
"Man, why is this so hard?" Tyler sighed. He had just listened to his voice recording and was totally stumped. "What was the clue again? High in the sun with the beginning? Gah!" He trudged off in a random direction, muttering to himself.
He then heard rustling and saw Izzy cackling her way through the woods. "To the cliff, of course!" She said aloud.
"Uh, of course! To the cliff." Tyler grinned. "Totally figured that one out myself, eh." He said to no one in particular.
"Damn it all, help me Manitoba! C'mon!" Kasimar grumbled, fighting mentally with the Australian adventurer. "Don't tell me to stick a dingo up my ass, thats not pleasant talk." He grumbled.
(Confessional Cam: Kasimar.)
Kasimar: I'm not so good with riddles…
(End Confessional Cam: Kasimar.)
"Don't call me that!" Kasimar yelled. "How am I supposed to know that he means the cliff?! I haven't watched the first episode!" Realization dawned on him. "Haha, thanks, sucker!" He laughed, before running off to the cliff.
"Dude, I think it's the cliff." Trent said, tapping his chin as he and Justin sat outside where the first item was.
"I don't know, man…" Justin sighed, thinking hard.
Currently everybody else who hadn't taken off for the cliff was there, pondering on where to go. So basically, just the two of them and Gwen. This had not gone unnoticed by the goth.
"Hey, Trent, Justin." Gwen called. "Can I talk to you guys for a second?"
"Sure." Justin shrugged, and Gwen got up to go sit next to them.
"Don't think we're going to help you with the clue." Trent warned, half joking.
Gwen rolled her eyes playfully. "Oh please, its obvious its on the cliff."
"Hah, told you." Trent smirked at Justin.
"Anyways." Gwen continued, "I was just wondering, since you two obviously have an alliance, if you'd like to merge alliances with me?"
"Whose in your alliance?" Justin asked casually.
Gwen was ready for that response. "Please, like I'd tell you before you accepted."
"Well I'm not sure I want to join if I don't know who I'll be aligned with." Trent countered.
"Yeah." Justin agreed.
Gwen shrugged. "Your call."
Trent and Justin exchanged a glance. "We'll think about it." Justin answered.
"Good enough for me." Gwen sighed as she got up. "See you guys at the cliff."
Harold, despite his rather low athletic levels, was far enough ahead of everyone else to be the first person again to reach the next item.
Harold walked up to the stand, huffing after making the long hike up. At the stand, there were thirteen small holes in the wooden stand, one with a contestants name over each. Harold deposited his stone in the one with his name on it. He then grabbed the next item, which was a gilded Chris statuette. He then snagged a vial and quickly opened it.
"Hmm…look out below. For shizzle?" Harold recited. "What the heck kind of a clue is that?" He thought for a few minutes. "Oh! I got it!" He gripped the vial and the second item and hurled himself off the cliff just as Eva arrived, being able to speed ahead of everyone. However, Noah and Courtney weren't far behind.
Eva grabbed her vial and statue. She read it quietly, but didn't get it like Harold did. However, she new Harold had been there, as the name "Harold" above the hole where he deposited the stone was lit up. She quickly deposited her stone and read the clue again.
(Confessional Cam: Eva.)
Eva: Maybe its the mine? *She glares at the camera* Hey! I may be smart but I'm not a GENIUS.
(End Confessional Cam: Eva.)
Eva sprinted past Courtney and Noah, and later down the hill Jo.
"She's moving fast." Courtney noted as she grabbed the third vial and deposited her stone. She sighed as she read the clue. "No, Eva, you're doing it wrong." She whispered, quickly whipping out her pager. However, the pager was completely dead. Upon closer inspection, she realized Harold went first, jumping off the cliff, and that the pagers were connected to the main source, which was Harolds.
(Confessional Cam: Courtney.)
Courtney: Way to break the advantage, Harold! Pagers aren't waterproof! ESPECIALLY ones made by hand! *She scoffs*
(End Confessional Cam: Courtney.)
Conflicted, but ultimately not wanting to waste time, Courtney threw her pager to the ground, stomped on it for good measure, and hurled herself off the cliff.
Noah, observing this with a raised eyebrow, quickly realized the CIT"s reasoning as soon as he read his clue, and followed her soon after.
Jo arrived ten seconds after Noah jumped.
"Fifth place!" Jo groaned, seeing Eva's, Noah's, Harold's and Courtney's names lit up on the stand. "Great! No improvement whatsoever." She grabbed the last vial. "At least I still lget one of these." She sighed, tossing her stone down the hole as she spoke. She read the clue. "Down?" Confused, the jock walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down. There she saw Courtney, Harold and Noah collecting the third clues.
"Hah, they look like ants." Jo chuckled. She grabbed a Chris head and jumped off, landing with a splash down below.
"Gah!" Courtney winced as Jo crashed down in the water, next to the floating stand that was bobbing around the small waves.
"I'm here, can one of you do me a solid and catch this?" Jo hurled her Chris at Harold, who reflexively dodged, causing it to go straight into the hole that said "Jo".
"Toss me a…sock?" The jock asked.
"Yeah, I'm stumped too." Noah rolled his eyes.
"Come get the sock yourself." Harold chided, eyeing his clue.
"Well, I'm off." Noah yawned, flopping back into the water after retrieving his sock and his vial.
"Me too." Harold nodded, gesturing to Courteny with his eyes. Courtney quickly read her vial, not really reading it, and just followed Harold.
Jo didn't even bother to read her clue and just grabbed what she needed and quietly followed Harold and Courtney.
(Confessional Cam: Jo.)
Jo: *Smirking* One major flaw in your plan, McLean! I can just follow the geniuses and ride all the way to victory! Ha Ha!
(End Confessional Cam: Jo.)
(Confessional Cam: Harold.)
Harold: Don't worry, Noah totally went the right way. I just knew Jo would follow me so I lead her for a loop. That should throw her off our trail.
(End Confessional Cam: Harold.)
Tyler, who had beaten Izzy up the cliff, grinned when he saw the stand. He retrieved and relieved the necessary items for and from his person. He listened to his clue, and a frown spread over his face.
"That's a bogus clue!" He sighed. "How am I supposed to do anything with whoa!" His rant was cut short when he tripped over a rock as he started walking back down the cliff. Defying the laws of physics, he flew backwards, out over the edge of the cliff, and down below. He landed on the stand.
"Ow, my everything!" Tyler groaned. He then saw where he landed. "Oh, sweet!"
Eventually everyone received their second item except for Zeke. Eva, after re-looking at her clue, cursed herself silly and ran back to the correct spot.
"Chris here!" Chris grinned as the camera cut to him. "I just thought we'd show you the rankings of the contestants in this race! The list is as follows:
Noah: 1st.
Harold: 2nd
Courtney: 3rd.
Jo: 4th.
Tyler: 5th.
Gwen: 6th.
Justin: 7th.
Trent: 8th.
Izzy: 9th.
Dakota: 10th.
Eva: 11th.
Kasimar: 12th.
Ezekiel: 13th."
The host exhaled deeply after reading the list. "My my, the antagonists aren't doing so well this challenge, huh? Not to mention Zeke, who is totally nuts! Anyways, back to the action!"
Izzy panted as she ran towards the fourth obstacle. She was in seventh place when she left but had been passed by Justin, Trent. Gwen had passed her as well when she had been busy picking a fight with a shrub.
"Hmm…where to go…I can't remember that stupid recording!" Izzy yelled. She then stopped short when she heard Eva's angry shouting.
"The hidden lair underneath the palace of Grub. Don't let the owner catch you it would be such a shame, as he'll skin you for real, using only his name!" The angry fitness buff yelled, punching a tree. "I don't get this smarty-pants nonsense!"
"Using only his name…" Izzy pondered to herself, keeping quiet as to not alert Eva. "Well, its a guy, so that rules out ol' Chef Hatchet!" She scrunched her brow. "Wait a minute! Hatchet! That's it!" She ran off towards the Mess Hall.
Dakota sighed gratefully as she picked up the seventh plastic PB&J sandwich from the lair under Chef's kitchen. "Up three places in one item, awesome!"
A clatter came from behind her and Tyler fell down the stairs. Groaning, the jock did a quick standcount. "Ah man, I'm down to ninth place! Weak!"
"Uh, you're in eighth place, Tyler." Dakota raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, yeah, sorry. Saw double vision there for a sec with my fall." Tyler chuckled, dusting himself off and receiving his next item.
"That doesn't even make…ugh, whatever." Dakota sighed, shaking her head to regain her focus and return to the task at hand. She started climbing the stairs.
Izzy dove down the stairs. The two crashed. There was pain. There was hilarity. Especially when both flailing girls landed on Tyler.
"Ow! Double weak!" Tyler whimpered.
"Get off of me, you psycho!" Dakota snapped, shoving the redhead off of her.
"Hey, sorry!" Izzy said defensively. "Not my fault I tripped."
"Uh, yeah it is." Kasimar chuckled, also emerging into the culinary hideout.
"Getting a little smushed here!" Tyler's voice was wavering.
"Then get out!" Dakota scoffed. "Here, I'll help you out." She grabbed Tyler by his headband and tossed him gently, but bodily, up the stairs.
"Ow! Thanks!" Tyler yelled from upstairs.
Soon enough the three remaining contestants in the lair did what they needed to do and got out.
Eva snarled as she stomped down the stairs, cracking two of them on the way down.
"Eleventh place!?" She screamed. "That's just great! I'm only ahead of those two morons Ezekiel and Tyler!"
"Actually, I'm one of them." Gwen said nervously as she ran down behind Eva. "Thanks for calling me a moron, though!" She called as she quickly did what she needed and left, rather scared of Eva's bad mood.
"Great! Down to twelfth." Eva snarled, grabbing a plastic sandwich and throwing her sock into the hole. "I hate this challenge!" She grabbed the thing closest to her, which happened to be Harold's pager, and threw it as hard as she could against the wall. It shattered into a million pieces.
(Confessional Cam: Eva.)
Eva: *She sighs* I guess thats what I get for being so cocky in the beginning. Stupid challenge…
(End Confessional Cam: Eva.)
Ezekiel huffed, exhausted, as he made his way to the top of the skull that was carved into the highest peak on Boney Island. Upon finally reaching his destination, he collapsed on the skull, heaving in exhaustion. After resting for a few minutes, he got back up, determination on his face.
"BEAVERS BEAVERS, WHERE ARE YOU, EH?" He screamed to the island, causing birds to fly from the tress and for all the predators on the island to be instantly attracted to the noise the young knucklehead was making.
Ezekiel sighed, turning back to leave the skull, but he lost his footing and fell into the eye socket of the skull.
"Ow, eh!" He cried, cramped in the tight spot. "What's that sticking into my butt?" He wormed his way out of the hole and peered inside, but there was nothing. Incredibly, the Chris Idol was stuck through the fabric of his pants between the homeschoolers buttcheeks, and Ezekiel was totally unaware of it. He turned to leave, but came face to face with a bear.
"Hey bear, you seen any beavers, eh?" Ezekiel scratched his toque.
The bear roared and smacked Ezekiel hard in the face, sending him flying all the way back to the main camp, where he landed in a heap in a bush. The Chris Idol became unstuck from his butt and rolled away under a shrub.
Ezekiel groaned, rubbing his head, before noticing something awful. "My toque! The bear stole it!" He growled. "I'm gonna get that back!" He screamed, running back towards the canoes. However, halfway there, he changed to running on all fours…
(Confessional Cam: Ezekiel.)
Ezekiel: You wanna punch me across five miles? Fine. You wanna take away my dignity? Fine! But mess with the toque, and you're going down! *He roars*
(End Confessional Cam: Ezekiel.)
Soon everyone but Ezekiel had collected their FIFTH item, which had turned out to be in the dodgeball court. This clue was harder then the others, so the rankings now stood as:
Harold: 1st.
Courtney: 2nd.
Noah: 3rd.
Justin: 4th.
Trent: 5th.
Jo: 6th.
Gwen: 7th.
Dakota: 8th.
Kasimar: 9th.
Eva: 10th.
Izzy: 11th.
Tyler: 12th.
Ezekiel: Dead. Freaking. Last.
How these ranks came to be:
Harold and Courtney smiled as they were the first ones to enter the dodgeball court.
"Still ahead!" Harold wheezed. "Thank you Riddler Steve's Riddling Camp!" He grabbed his item, a dodgeball, and threw the PB&J sandwich into his hole.
"Yeah yeah, let's just keep moving." Courtney sighed. She grabbed the next clue and read it.
"Abandoned since the gold aura's departure, find this decrepit piece of architecture." Courtney read. "Oh! Must be the boat house, that thing is a piece of junk…and I don't think anyone has gone in there since Bridgette was eliminated, and she could be considered 'golden'."
"Actually, I think it's the Old Rat female cabin." Harold corrected.
"No, I don't think so." Courtney contradicted, squinting at the clue as she read it again. "Oh well, we're far enough ahead. I'll go my way and you go your way, we'll see who is right."
"I don't really think that's a good…gosh." Harold didn't bother finishing his advise, as Courtney had already ran off. He too scrambled off to the Female Rat Cabin.
Next up to the court was Noah.
"Goodie." Noah rolled his eyes. "Still behind Madam B-I-CIT and Harold. Yeesh." He deposited his PB&J and grabbed a dodgeball. "I hate these things." He eyed the rubber ball sourly. He sighed. "Oh well, at least at this rate I'll get the advantage. Assuming its actually something useful." The bookworm rolled his eyes. "Maybe I should pick up the pace, don't want anyone else catching up to me."
He popped open his vial and took a gander at the message. He frowned when he read the 'Gold Aura's departure', as he knew exactly what that meant. "Well, guess I'm going to Dawn's old cabin.
With that, the bookworm left, passing Trent and Justin on the way out. He gave them a friendly nod as walked by. "You've got vials." He said to them.
Trent and Justin hoofed it into the dodgeball court, excited that they finally had vials.
"Guess two heads are better than one." Justin smirked, extracting the clue from the vial and reading it.
"Aura?" Trent asked, also reading his.
"Dawn?" Justin shrugged.
"Sound's good enough. Let's go check her cabin." Trent yawned.
The two left.
Two minutes later, the next person arrived.
"AH DAMNIT!" Jo yelled. "C'mon, not even a vial?!" She muttered angrily to herself as she grabbed the next clue.
"Pah!" She laughed as soon as she heard the clue. "Auras? I know exactly who this is. Hell, I even used to live in that cabin!"
(Confessional Cam: Jo.)
Jo: I need immunity. After helping Dawn get booted, I've surely got a target on my back. Sure Noah says he's all good and nicey-nicey, but how long will that last? He's probably just trying to lull me into a false sense of security. *She punches her palm.* No thanks, egghead. I still plan on winning this game. First the advantage, then the immunity.
(End Confessional Cam: Jo.)
The next person to enter the court was a gothball.
"Seventh place…alright, I guess." Gwen sighed. "Still not good enough, though." After reading the clue the goth tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Hm…the only thing that comes to mind when I think of the word 'aura' is Dawn…guess I'll go check it out."
Dakota came next and instantly knew where to go, as her past experiences with Dawn in the last season helped.
Kasimar came ninth, but had some trouble with the clue, as he had little to no memories of what had happened to Mike during his debut season.
Eva stomped in next, extremely irritated at her placing and at the difficulty of finding the place. She became even more angry due to the vagueness of the clue and the lack of personal familiarity to be able to solve it.
Izzy sighed, finally relieved in getting to where she needed to go. She had been having trouble with the clues and her head was feeling fuzzy. She sighed, not having any better luck in trying to decipher the next clue.
Tyler, the last person minus Ezekiel to enter the dodgeball court, cheered madly upon entering.
"Next one completed, and still not in last place. Awesome!" The jock danced his way over to the stand but tripped on his bottom teeth and sprawled to the ground. Unfazed, the jock picked himself off the ground for the forty-two thousand six hundred and twenty-seventh time in his life. Grinning, the jock completed his challenge and played the audio. The grin turned into a puzzled frown, however, as he furrowed his brow in thought. "Man, I bet Noah would be good at this." He sighed. "But he's probably way ahead of me. Dawn seems like someone who would be good at cryptic stuff." He sighed, quiet for a few moments. Then…"Eureka!"
(Confessional: Tyler.)
Tyler: Man, what a rush to get that feeling of realization! Nothing like it. Woohoo!
(End Confessional: Tyler.)
Zeke had finally located what he was looking for.
"Hey, eh!" Ezekiel ran up to a carnivorous beaver. "Yo, I'm looking for a stand, you seen any, guy?"
The beaver turned from eating his meal, which looked suspiciously like Pizza Shack, to face the homeschooler. It roared, splattering the homeschoolers face with spittle.
"I know, man. I'm sorry to interrupt, but its kinda important to me, homeslice." Ezekiel said earnestly.
The beaver seemed to sigh, before face palming. It pointed down to his shirt.
"Eh?" Ezekiel looked down at his shirt.
BAM.
The beaver punched Ezekiel in the chin, in a very extreme version of the "Boop, gotcha" nose boink.
"Soon of a moooooose huummmmppeeeerrr." Ezekiel screamed as he was sent soaring back to the mainland.
(Confessional Cam: Carnivorous Beaver.)
Carnivorous Beaver: *Subtitles* And stay out!
(End Confessional Cam: Carnivorous Beaver.)
(Confessional Cam: Ezekiel.)
Ezekiel: *He is nursing a bruised nose.* Screw that horrendous horribleness. The Zeke ain't dealing with that! I'm gonna tell Chris that his challenge is stupid!
(End Confessional Cam: Ezekiel.)
Chris was awaiting leisurely inside the Female Rat cabin. He checked his watch. "Hm, they should be arriving any moment now." The host sighed.
Footsteps approached fast. The door was flung open, revealing a gasping scrawny figure.
"Harold!" Chris congratulated. "First place all the way through! Congratulations!"
"Yes! Thank you Riddler Steve!" Harold cheered.
"You win an advantage in the next challenge, plus you get to relax here while we wait for everyone else to show up." Chris told him. He reached into a cooler beside him and pulled out a soda. "Koke?" He offered.
Harold happily took the drink and the two waited for the second place contestant to arrive.
Suddenly, a commotion of voice could be heard outside the cabin.
"This…is gonna be hilarious." Chris laughed.
(Outside the cabin.)
Noah was climbing the steps of the cabin, about to be in 2nd place, when someone shoved him to the side and entered in after him.
"Yes!" Noah heard Jo cheer from inside. "Take that, unathletic nerds!"
Noah picked himself up and staggered into the cabin, thudding to the ground, moving quickly due to the other footsteps and yells coming behind him.
(Confessional Cam: Noah.)
Noah: *He looks disheveled and is wide-eyed.* They were all converging at the same time! I scrambled my ass in there faster than I think I've ever moved before…okay that's a lie. But still….I'm lucky to be alive.
(End Confessional Cam: Noah.)
Dakota, Courtney, Trent, Justin and Gwen were all running towards the cabin.
"C'mon, c'mon!" Trent willed himself to go faster, but sighed in dismay as one person pulled ahead of the entire group.
"So long!" Dakota chuckled, using her mutant strength to run ahead of everyone.
The remaining four struggled to get the last advantage.
Courtney, a plan coming to mind, stuck out her foot, tripping Justin, who then tripped Trent, who then tripped Gwen. They hit the ground in a tangle.
Courtney sped on ahead.
(Confessional Cam: Trent.)
Trent: *He frowns.* Wow, Courtney…why didn't I think of that?!
(End Confessional Cam: Trent.)
Harold smirked at Courtney as she ran into the cabin, huffing and panting. "Maybe you should've listened to me, huh?" He gloated.
"Whatever." Courtney rolled her eyes. "I made it fifth, so I get the reward, right?"
"That you do." Chris nodded. "Now we just wait and see who comes in last, and gets those penalty votes."
"Psh, that's stupid." Jo scoffed.
"No one cares." The host told her as Justin and Trent ran in, followed closely by Gwen. all three annoyed by the fact that they didn't win.
Within five minutes, Kasimar, Izzy Eva and Tyler had arrived. Chris blew the air horn.
"The challenge is over! Come meet at the auditorium, Zeke." He yelled into his megaphone. Due to the small space of the cabin, the twelve campers eardrums were effectively throbbing painfully. "As for you guys, follow me." Chris grinned.
"Yo, eh!" Ezekiel stormed up to Chris, prodding him in the chest. "This challenge is the stupidest thing ever, yo! That clue was false."
"Dude, you went to Boney Island…when the clue was at the top of the 1,000 foot cliff. Not my fault you are an idiot, everyone else figured it out. By the way, you have three penalty votes against you."
"Phooey." Ezekiel kicked some dirt.
"Now, on to the immunity part of the challenge." Chris used his expert changing subject skills. "Up on the auditorium you will see thirteen podiums. One for each of you, obviously. You each will be given a riddle, and if you answer correctly, you gain a point. If you fail, you're out. The people with the top 5 amount of points win. Also, the riddles will get harder and harder the higher the rounds go. Any questions?"
"So basically, whoever are the five remaining contestants?" Gwen clarified.
"Yeah, sure." Chris laughed. "Now-"
"Uh, excuse me." Courtney interrupted. "What about the advantages?"
"Oh yeah, those…um…huh. I don't know, forget it! I lied!" Chris shrugged.
"You can't do that! That means that whole pre-challenge was for nothing!" Jo screamed.
"Alright fine!" Chris rolled his eyes. "Harold, Jo, Noah, Dakota and Courtney get to skip a riddle if they're having trouble, okay?"
"Good enough for me." Courtney shrugged.
"Now, let's start this up!" Chris laughed. "Oh yeah, one last thing. The person who gets the least amount of points gets another special something."
(Confessional Cam: Tyler.)
Tyler: Damn. This is going to suck.
(End Confessional Cam: Tyler.)
"Alright, lets start Round One!" Chris whooped.
Still In: Harold, Jo, Noah, Dakota, Courtney, Gwen, Trent, Justin, Kasimar, Izzy, Eva, Tyler, Ezekiel.
Out: N/A.
"By the way, this is points, not elimination, so we may need tiebreakers to determine the winning five." Chris laughed. "So, the order has been randomized, and first up we have…Izzy!"
"Woohoo! Lay it on me!" Izzy cheered.
"Okay. Your riddle is: What can you catch, but not hold or throw?"
"Psh, easy!" Izzy laughed. "A cold!"
"Correct you are. Now, we're running out of time this episode, so let's move on."
"Courtney, what has four fingers and a thumb but is not alive?"
"A glove!"
"Correct! Trent, what is full of holes but can still hold water?"
"Uh, a sponge?"
"Also correct! Justin, what happens when you throw a green stone in a red sea?"
"Hah, my dad always got me with this one. It gets wet!"
"Yup! Harold, what belongs to you, but others use it more than you?"
"My name! Gosh, easy much?"
"Yep!"
(Fast forward)
Everyone so far had passed the first round, and the only three left were Tyler, Dakota and Jo.
"Dakota!" Chris grinned. "The riddle is: The more you have of me, the less you see. What am I?"
"Hm…tricky…Darkness?" Dakota guessed, feeling sure of her answer.
"That it is." Chris nodded. "Jo, what is the quickest way to double your money?"
"Um…jeeze, I don't know. Fold it in half?" Jo guessed.
"Wow. A guess and a correct answer." Chris said, surprised. "Damn, alright. Tyler, the last man for round one. Your riddle is: "Most months have 30 or 31 days. How many months have 28 days?"
"Hah, easy peasy, eggs and cheesy!" Tyler whooped. "Just one, February!"
"Ooh, he fell for that one." Noah winced to Gwen.
"Wrong! The answer is…ALL months! Haha, way to get owned, Tyler! You're out!"
"Aww man." Tyler sighed as he went back to his seat, which had turned into stocks, just like the 'No Pain, no Game' challenge from Total Drama Island.
"Tyler, you'll receive the special something for the biggest loser. You'll get it right after the challenge." Chris grinned.
"Aw, man." Tyler looked bummed out.
"Now, onto round two!" Chris cheered.
Still In: Harold, Jo, Noah, Dakota, Courtney, Gwen, Trent, Justin, Kasimar, Izzy, Eva, Ezekiel.
Out: Tyler.
"Ezekiel, you're up first this time. Your riddle is: "I am a mothers child, a fathers child, yet no ones son. What am I?"
"Oh so easy!" Harold yelled. "Come on!"
Ezekiel, on the other hand, was having much more trouble. "Err…a puppy?" He guessed. "Like a family pet?"
"No, you idiot!" Harold sighed. "It's 'A daughter!'"
"While correct, Harold, SHUT UP." Chris told him. "As for you, Zeke my man. You're out."
"Ah, nuts." Ezekiel sighed, joining Tyler in the stock seats.
"Alrighty, Eva. You're up next. What is green, smelly and flies?"
A vein in Eva's forehead throbbed. "How am I supposed to know? Some stupid bird?"
"ERRR!" Chris made a mocking noise. "Wrong! It's a garbage truck."
"Gah, screw you." Eva spat.
"Noah. Noah, Noah, Noah. Heres your riddle." Chris said sinisterly. "Say my name, and I disappear. What am I?"
"Silence." Noah scoffed without blinking an eye.
"Right you are! And Noah becomes the first person to make it to Round Three." Chris nodded in approval. "Justin, you're up next."
"Lay it on me, Chris my man." Justin nodded confidently. "I got this, in the bag."
"If you drop me, I'll crack, but if you smile, I'll always smile back. What am I?" Chris smirked.
"Oh please." Justin scoffed, pulling a mirror out of his pocket. "You're giving me that one? Easy peasy, I used to spend a bunch of time staring into one!" He tossed the mirror to the ground, where it cracked. "A mirror."
Chris nodded. "On to Courtney. You can keep it only after giving it to someone else. What is it?"
"Um, I'd have to see a promise?" Courtney told the host.
"Well, the answer we were looking for was 'Your word', but that's good enough." Chris shrugged. "Dakota. What kind of stones are never found in the ocean?"
"Dry ones?" Dakota guessed.
"Indeed." Chris nodded. "Jo, What does everyone have but can never lose."
Jo thought for a good twenty seconds. She finally snapped her fingers and smirked. "A shadow."
"Not bad." Chris shrugged. He turned to the camera. "What do you figure, these guys are actually good at this. Here I thought they were all morons, haha."
"Funny." Kasimar rolled his eyes. "Real hilarious."
"I know. That's why you get the next riddle." Chris said, his tone snarky. "What, my dear 'tard, is brown, has a head and a tail but no body?"
"Oh c'mon!" Kasimar groaned. "How am I supposed to know that?"
"Gotta answer or your out, dude." Chris yawned.
"Um…a piece of crap?" Kasimar guessed.
Silence.
"Um…first off…ew." Chris frowned, his voice flat. "Second off, NO! This isn't some weird cartoon filled with toilet humor!"
More silence.
(Confessional Cam: Chris.)
Chris: What!? It's NOT!
(End Confessional Cam: Chris.)
Christ attempted to cover. "Erm, anyways. Mike, the answer was a penny, not poop. Please go back to your stockade.
"Fine." Kasimar sighed, imitating Mike. "What a bummer though."
"Yeah, we're all crying." Chris laughed. "On the inside…I'm sure."
(Confessional Cam: Kasimar.)
Kasimar: That man truly is the spawn of Satan…*He smirks* I think he and I would get along juuuuust fine.
(End Confessional: Kasimar.)
"Harold, you're up next. Your riddle is: A box without hinges, lock or key, yet golden treasure lies within. What is it?"
"Duh." Harold mimed cracking an egg. "An egg, obviously."
Courtney was about to snap at him but was nudged quiet by Eva. "It's the one thing the kid is better at than everyone else, let him have his moment." She whispered.
"Harold is correct. Annoying, but correct. Gwen is up next."
"Bring it on." Gwen smirked.
"If an electric train is traveling south, which way is the smoke going?" Chris recited.
"Duh, Nor-wait. Electric? There is no smoke on electric trains." Gwen raised an eyebrow.
"Good catch! You pass." The host said. Chris than frowned. "Man, I'm getting tired of saying the same things over and over again. Chef, how about you take over? Chef? Chef?"
"He left about ten minutes ago." Trent told him.
"Whatever." Chris scowled. "I don't need him. Izzy, you're up next. What has hands but cannot clap?"
"A retard?" Izzy guessed. "Oh wait! A cripple! No, a retard!"
Silence.
"Um, we're going to have to edit that out…" Chris said, trying not to laugh. 'Anyways, the answer was a clock, so you fail."
"Darn." Izzy sighed.
(Confessional Cam: Izzy.)
Izzy: Probably should've not blurted out the first thing that came to mind…sorry if I offended anyone!
(End Confessional Cam: Izzy.)
"Alright Trent. The final riddle of Round Two goes to you; What jumps when it walks and sits when it stands?"
Trent blinked. He then sighed. "God, I have no idea." He admitted. "Literally no clue."
"The answer was a kangaroo." Chris told him. "You're out."
(Confessional Cam: Trent.)
Trent:: A kangaroo? Really? They're lie, Australian! Like they'd ever have an Australian on this show, that was a bull riddle!
(End Confessional Cam: Trent.)
Still In: Harold, Jo, Noah, Dakota, Courtney, Gwen, Justin.
Out: Tyler, Ezekiel, Eva, Izzy, Kasimar, Trent.
"Seven contestants left. Only two more need to be eliminated for the game to be over. Who is it going to be?"Chris laughed dramatically. "Noah, you're up first."
"Whoopie." Noah rolled his eyes.
"I'm tall when I'm young and short when I'm old. What am I?"
"A candle." Noah yawned. "Can you let me know when these are going to get hard?"
"Seriously." Harold agreed.
"I'm sorry my riddles aren't good enough for you, smarty pants…es." Chris finished lamely. "Whatever. Be smug if you want. I don't care. Dakota, you're up next. If you break me I do not stop working, if you touch me I may be snared, if you lose me nothing will matter. Who am I?"
Dakota had no idea. "I guess I'll use my skip?" She asked.
Chris nodded. "Make it so. Dakota uses her skip."
"That was pointless." Tyler noted.
"Your face is pointless." Chris shot back. "Now just shut up and let me host! Gwen. what can not be seen, weighs nothing, but when put in a barrel it makes it lighter?"
Gwen was stumped as well, but didn't have the leisure of a skip. So she guessed. And a stupiid guess at that.
"Air?"
"Wrong! The answer is 'a hole'. Gwen, you're out." Chris announced.
"Whatever." Gwen muttered.
"Only one more contestant needs to be eliminated. Justin, your in some real trouble. Everyone else has a skip but you."
"I'm aware." Justin said through gritted teeth.
"Good thing its not your turn yet. Harold, big as a biscuit, as deep as a cup. Yet a whole river couldn't fill it up. What am I?"
"A strainer. Or any other small thing with a hole in it." Harold uttered.
"Correct! Now, prepare to be worried, Justin, because NOW it is your turn." Chris said sinisterly. "What has a neck but no head, and two arms but no hands?"
Justin blinked. "A mutilated corpse?"
Chris laughed. "No, dumbass! A shirt!" The host continued laughing. "A corpse! Oh my God. So hilarious!"
"Whatever." Justin scoffed.
The host recovered. "Now, since everyone one of you remaking campers can just use a skip, I'll just end the challenge now. The immunity winners are, funnily enough: Harold, Jo, Noah, Dakota and Courtney!"
"How is that funny?" Ezekiel asked, puzzled.
"Because they're the same people that won the advantages." Trent sighed.
"Indeed. Now, for a MAJOR twist." Chris announced, getting everyones attention pretty damn quickly. "I will now gift Tyler his surprise for sucking majorly." Chris laughed, pulling something out of his pocket.
IT was a wooden carving of a question mark on a pedestal.
"What the hell is that?" Eva raised an eyebrow.
"It looks like some kind of Idol." Harold observed.
"That it is. And it goes to Tyler!" Chris beamed, placing it in the jocks hands.
"What does it do?" Tyler asked, looking nervously at some of the hungry glares he was receiving.
"This is a very special Idol." Chris smirked. "You use it now or never. What it does is….bring someone back to the game!"
"What?" Jo shrieked. "You can't do that!"
"Yeah! Remember what you said at the beginning of the season?" Justin protested.
"Yeah…I lied. Don't you guys know me at all?" Chris smirked.
"Tyler. Don't use it." Noah cautioned. "It's not fair to have another contender for a million dollars when we've all worked so hard to get here."
"Yeah, the bookworm is right!" Eva scoffed. "So unfair!"
Soon enough all the contestants were agreeing, Tyler included. Chris was NOT happy.
"Oi! You guys are spoiling the fun! New rule! Tyler now HAS to use the idol!"
Gasps.
"Great. Just great." Dakota sighed.
"Well, if I have to use it. I guess it's pretty obvious who I'm choosing." Tyler chuckled, a pink tinge staining his cheeks. "I choose Lindsay!"
"Lindsay it is." Chris nodded, taking the idol from his hands and smashing it to the ground. "Lidnsay will arrive with the Boat of Losers tonight when it come to pick up tonights losers…which could be anyone…except for Noah, Jo, Dakota, Harold or Courtney. Now, off you go!"
(Confessional Cam: Tyler.)
Tyler: Woohoo! Linds is coming back! Awesome!
(End Confessional Cam: Tyler.)
(Confessional Cam: Dakota.)
Dakota: Leave it to Tyler to pick one of the most strategically incapable players, and one of the most non threading campers out there. Not that I'm complaining.
(End Confessional Cam: Dakota.)
(Confessional Cam: Gwen.)
Gwen: Now, Tyler's choice actually benefits our alliance. Lindsay is an easy extra vote, and with Justin and Trent on the fence about joining, this is great for our numbers.
(End Confessional: Gwen.)
Kasimar was walking through camp to the bathrooms, when he heard a conversation happening in the Boys cabin.
"Who do we vote for?" Harold asked curiously. Kasimar, intrested, decided to sneak to the open window and eavesdrop.
"I don't know…most of the threats are immune." Eva sighed.
"Well, there are still plenty of choices." Courtney said.
Kasimar raised an eyebrow. These three in an alliance? Good to know.
"How about Ezekiel?" Eva offered. "He's already got three penalty votes against him."
"Nah." Courtney argued. "He's not a threat. We can get rid of him some other time?"
"How about Mike?" Harold offered, playing with a Rubix Cube. "He's been laying low, under the radar. Him and his personalities could be a real threat later on."
"Not a bad idea. I'm cool with that." Eva yawned.
"Me too." Courtney agreed. "Harold, why don't you try and convince Ezekiel to vote with us? I would hate for our votes to be wasted."
Harold agreed and started to get up, so Kasimar quickly left.
(Confessional Cam: Kasimar.)
Kasimar: This could be a problem…
(End Confessional Cam: Kasimar.)
Kasimar, now slightly irritated and only a teensy bit worried, strolled by the Mess Hall, where he overheard Gwen talking to Trent and Justin.
"We've decided to just get rid of one of the non threats and vote Mike off. Better him than you guys, so I hope you'll consider." Gwen told the two dudes.
"Sure."
"Fine with me."
(Confessional Cam: Kasimar.)
Kasimar: Yeah, definitely a problem. I need to have a little chat with Mike. *He looks at the camera* And don't worry, all you little fanboys and fangirls. I'm not going to squeal on the alliances, I assure you. Thats not my problem. Besides, squealing isn't in my nature. *He holds up the video tapes* Theres only one person I plan on snitching. The moment I get eliminated, Dakota gets exposed. These right here are all her confessionals. And its going to be awesome…muahahahah! *He clears his throat* But still, I don't plan on being eliminated. At least not before the Final 5. It looks like I might have to use my backup plan much earlier than I expected or wanted…
(End Confessional Cam: Kasimar.)
Kasimar walked into the bathroom and sat down in the toilet. He took a deep breath and retreated into his mind.
(Inside the mind.)
Kasimar thudded throughout the chute into the place where all the personalities lived. They looked up from the game of Monopoly, confused.
"What do you want?" Mike snapped.
"I need an agreement…sooner than I expected." Kasimar admitted.
Mike raised an eyebrow. "Did they figure you out?"
Kasimar rolled his eyes. "No…it's total bullshit, though. Random coincidences that the alliances are all voting for me…as Mike."
"Well then your plan will work perfectly." Mike pondered.
"Don't trust him! He's probably lying." Manitoba advised.
"No…" Mike frowned. "Kasimar might be a lot of things…but if you give him credit for one thing, its that he isn't a liar…I don't think he's ever lied."
"Never have, never will." Kasimar confirmed. "So, do we have a deal?"
Mike sighed hesitantly, but eventually put out his hand. Kasimar smirked. "Excellent. I'll catch you around." He smirked, before disappearing.
(Back to the camp.)
"Perfect…" Kasimar chuckled. "Now lets get to work." He pulled out a piece of paper and started writing.
"Welcome to the elimination ceremony…again. Tonight, one of you will be leaving for good!" Chris beamed. "I only see twelve marshmallows on this plate, though. And there will only be seven after I give five away to our immunity winners!" He threw marshmallows to Jo, Noah, Courtney, Harold and Dakota.
"Izzy and Gwen, you guys are safe." Chris said, flicking marshmallows to the two girls. "Trent and Justin, you're also safe. Eva too."
That left one marshmallow. Ezekiel and Kasimar looked at each other, one nervous, the other confident.
"The last marshmallow goes too…Ezekiel!" Chris announced. "Mike, time to get moving."
"Oh no…" Kasimar chuckled. "No, no, no. I'm not going anywhere."
"Um, yeah you are. We all voted for you." Gwen raised an eyebrow.
"No, you voted for Mike." Kasimar chuckled, and realization dawned on everyone.
"Oh, so you're not Mike." Dakota stated, trying to keep her cool. "Very…interesting."
"Oh he can't pull that bullshit!" Eva hollered. "We voted for that body, he's gone!"
"Actually." Kasimar snapped his fingers, and gasped, bringing Mike back into control.
"Hey guys!" Mike spluttered. "Just so you know, for the remainder of the competition I pronounce Kasimar as the main personality of this body."
"I assume you have documented proof to this agreement." Chris said snobbishly.
Mike fished around in his pockets and pulled out the piece of paper and handed it to Chris. "And you've already signed it. Good work." Chris smiled. "But I suggest you leave before I decided to throw you out of the game because you are Mike and technically eliminated."
"Sure thing." Mike nodded. "But I have a few things to say, first." He turned to the campers. "One, I'm only doing this for Zoey. Two, Gwen, I'm SO sorry about what happened with Duncan, but its not what you think! Somebody manipulated Vito into this, it was all a setup to get Duncan voted off and break the two of you up!"
Everyone gasped, except Eva. Eva doesn't gasp.
"What?" Gwen said, angry and sad at the same time. "Who? Who is it?"
"I can't tell you." Mike said sadly. "Kasimar wants to do it himself, and I've agreed to it."
"Kasimar?" Izzy asked curiously.
"Oh, yeah, he's-" He gasped, and Kasimar took over. "Thank you very much Mike, but I can introduce myself." He chuckled, addressing everyone. "My name is Kasimar, I've been with you since the Truth challenge."
That long!? Dakota screamed inwardly.
"I'm not going to lie to you." Kasimar continued. "I plan on winning, and I'll play dirty. Real dirty. While I won't go far as killing anyone, I won't hesitate to injure during challenges for the sake of winning. So I suggest you watch your back." He smirked. "Have a very good night, cockroaches." He left the campsite, laughing.
"That's total bullshit, this can't happen." Justin frowned.
"Actually it can." Courtney corrected. "I read Mike's contract before the season because I heard about his MPD. When Mike signed that contract, it was like we were voting for Svetlana or Vito, it doesn't count."
"Smart bastard…so does that mean Ezekiel is going home?" Jo asked hopefully wanting the number of people in her path to the million to continue to dwindle.
"Nah…" Chris smirked, causing Ezekiel to sigh in relief. "It's all good. But, Lindsay is still returning! As a matter of fact, I think I hear her now!"
"Woohoo!" Tyler cheered, running over to the dock. The boat laid anchor and Lindsay walked off the boat, her usually bubbly self evident.
"Tyler!" Lindsay squealed, slamming the ecstatic jock in a very big hug.
"Linds! So good to see you! It's been ages!" Tyler said, his voice muffled by his girlfriends bosom. Not that he was complaining, of course.
"I knooow, right?" Lindsay laughed.
"Okay, cut the adorable reunion and take it elsewhere. I have to sign off." Chris laughed. The campers left. "What a dramatic non elimination, and it looks like Lindsays back! What a chaotic episode. Whose going next? How will Kasimar survive now that he's been exposed? Find out next time! On Total! Drama! Chaos!"
Voting Confessionals:
Eva: I vote for Mike. Nothing personal.
Kasimar: I vote for Ezekiel, not that its going to do me much good. No matter...
Ezekiel: Mike's a cool guy, eh! He and I have been friends, but at this stage of the game, its better him than me!
Noah: We decided that Mike is just sort of here. Players that are just 'there' at the merge get kicked off.
Tyler: Mike, eh! I don't care though, I'm just excited that Lindsay is coming back!
Jo: I vote for Ezekiel. He's probably going anyways.
Dakota: I have this suspicion that it would be a good idea to vote for no...Ezekiel is the one going and that is fine. Go with whats trending.
Trent: I guess we're voting for Mike! No skin of my nose. The guy is just kind of there.
Justin: Mike is the way to go.
Harold: Bye bye, MPD Mike! Sorry you aren't as good at riddling as I am!
Izzy: I guess I gotta go for Ezekiel. I like the guy and all, but meh...
Courtney: Fairwell, Mike. Sorry Zoey isn't here to cover your ass!
Gwen: Looks like I orchestrated my first elimination. Being in alliance is awesome.
Final Result:
Mike: 9 Votes. (Void.)
Ezekiel 6 Votes.
Elimination Order: Blainley, Staci, Beth, LeShawna, Sierra, Cameron, B, Lindsay, Sam, Izzy (1), Scott, Zoey, DJ, Katie, Bridgette, Anne Maria, Heather, Lightning, Alejandro, Duncan, Owen, Cody, Sadie, Dawn, Brick, Geoff, Mike.
Remaining Contestants: Justin, Courtney, Trent, Izzy, Harold, Lindsay, Tyler, Jo, Ezekiel, Noah, Dakota, Kasimar, Gwen, Eva.
Girl, say what!? Lindsay is back, what a twist, eh? It's 2am and I have a headache so I'm too tired to do review replies. Sorry :c! Please remember to review and I'll catch you next time! Ciao!