Disclaimer: I do not own Total Drama.
Note: Not much to say this time. Chapter took longer than I would have liked, but overall I think this one turned out rather well. At this point I'd say that everybody left has got some purpose of being here (feel free to disagree loudly), and it's making the story, as we British folk say, jolly good fun to write. I don't have much to talk about this time, so …. enjoy!
Wetter than Aquaman!
The sun rose over Flower Atoll, casting light onto the many flowers which opened up, photosynthesising in the morning rays. Standing by the edge of the first Chill Zone were Winnie and Oscar, ready to give the recap.
"So, Xaria was serious about having you take her place today, huh?" Noted Winnie.
"Well, she does get a little cranky when she's not well rested." Chuckled Oscar.
"… She's always cranky." Giggled Winnie. "… Feels strange not having her here though."
"Why? Because of routine?" Asked Oscar.
"Nah. It just feels odd that nobody is gonna be complaining about my sunny disposition for once." Chuckled Winnie.
"Well, I shall do my best." Smirked Oscar.
And with that, Oscar turned to the camera to begin the recap.
"Last time on Total Drama Letter Starz we finished up on Boney Island. Bishop roped Spider into a spot of 'Alice baiting' over on the Hawks. On the Swordfish, Raven took charge of her alliance and was prepared to try and eliminate Hector. And on the Tigers, Yessica tried valiantly to be relevant and interesting, making a plan to take out Rheneas' idol and eliminate Paul in one fell swoop. Too bad a team swap ruined that plan … for now." Said Oscar in a neutral tone.
"C'mon Oscar, use more pep than that!" Insisted Winnie.
"Xaria sucked it all out of me." Said Oscar sheepishly.
"Among other things I bet." Giggled Winnie, winking to the camera.
"Hey!" Exclaimed Oscar.
"Meow!" Winked Winnie. "The final eighteen campers moved over to Flower Atoll where the teams were shuffled, a new super star was added and, most of all, the campers now have no set campsite and must walk to each one every day and overcome challenges along the way! The current challenge involved transporting three steaks to the finish line and whichever team had the fewest steaks left would lose. They had to overcome plants with teeth, some lions and a river of piranhas! Naturally, Barney pulled it off foe his new team, while Raven was just barely too slow to close in on Jimmy in time, leaving the Hawks high and dry!"
"The winning teams won hiking boots, but for Raven and Wallace at least it wasn't a total loss. They kissed. I'd comment on the sweetness, but the more relevant question … why couldn't Wallace have been this, well, cool when he was on Team Grenade with me?" Complained Oscar.
"A lack of character development, silly!" Giggled Winnie. "And not only was there a kiss, but Opal informed Alice of the idol, and Spider and Quana bonded due to Quana's sore ass. Heehee!"
"I've seen weirder bonding." Chuckled Oscar. "So, eighteen campers are still standing … but come the end of the day, it'll be seventeen. No doubt each newly shuffled team has a surprise in store for us if they end up having to vote. It's not all about muscle, so any team and any player could be leaving us today! So, are Raven and Wallace officially a thing or not? Is Hector's alliance with Spider going to help him gain a foothold on his team? Will Helen attempt any ninja training? With Opal providing morbid jokes, will Uzuri be out of a job? Will Rheneas keep his idol past another episode? Will Yessica say yes to becoming interesting? And who will be the next person voted off? Find out right now on Total Drama Letter Starz!"
"Now with walking!"" Exclaimed Winnie.
(Theme Song I Wanna Be Famous)
(Chill Zone 1)
The early morning rays were cast down on the island as some of the campers were already awake, starting the day. Currently Alice was in the Mess hall, eating a bowl of lucky charms.
"… Best cereal ever." Said Alice to herself quietly.
"Sure is! I love the green candy pieces." Said Opal cheerfully as she sat down across from Alice.
Alice gave Opal a nod of acknowledgement (more than she would normally give her, let's face it) and resumed eating.
"So, Alice … what's the plan for today?" Asked Opal.
"the same plan as every day." Said Alice sourly.
"… Taking over the world?" Giggled Opal.
"No, numbskull. We win the challenge … or avoid elimination." Stated Alice. "We have to ensure Rheneas gets the most votes so that his idol is taken away. At the same time, one of the others must get the second most votes."
"Would you like a suggestion who should should not not not notvote for?" Offered Opal.
Alice paused, thinking over what Opal said.
"You didn't even need to say the word not one time." Grumbled Alice.
"Double negatives are funny!" Giggled Opal, winking. "You know what else is funny?"
"If your say my mum I'm gonna shank you with my spoon." Threatened Alice.
"… I was gonna say voting for Paul. Yessica and me are a teensy, weensy bit totally paranoid about him. Plus, I like Jimmy too much to heartlessly kick him off." Explained Opal. "Yoooooour thoughts?!"
Alice rolled her eyes at Opal's immaturity, but considered her suggestion.
"Hmmm … most of the team knows about Rheneas' idol, and several don't trust Paul." Mused Alice, before snapping her fingers. "Opal! Are you pondering what I'm pondering?"
"Um, I think so Alice." Confirmed Opal. "But, um, me and Ron Weasely? I mean, what would the children look like?"
Alice facepalmed.
"No, Opal. I mean that we should ensure Paul has the second most votes behind Rheneas, and to do that we'll have to not only vote for Rheneas, but have Rheneas vote for Paul. Probably won't be too hard to accomplish." Remarked Alice.
"Oh! Yeah, good plan." Agreed Opal.
"I'm known to come up with several of them." Smirked Alice.
"With my help." Winked Opal.
Alice just pouted.
"… Oh come on Alice, I'm the Pinky here and you're the Brain. We complete each other." Assured Opal.
"… Sigmund Freud would have loved to meet you, I am sure." Drawled Alice.
(Confessional: He'd have written many more books for sure if he had.)
Alice: Aside from the fact Opal has now ruined a childhood favourite of mine … she's given me all the knowledge I need for the next plan of attack. Rheneas loses an idol, Paul goes home and I end up on top … but really, as long as Rheneas loses his idol and anybody but me is gone, I'll get by.
Opal: I like Alice. I mean, yes, she may be a little bit moody sometimes … all of the times … but she's logical and orderly and she helps give my life some sense of balance and non-craziness. And when is it a bad time to have a strategist who enjoys lemons on your side? Never!
Yessica walked around in search of Rheneas. So far she'd not been able to find him anywhere.
"Rheneas! Rheneas! Podoboo! Where are you?" Called Yessica. "I need to talk to you!"
"Over here!" Called Rheneas.
Yessica ran to the source of the voice, behind the winners cabin, and saw Rheneas. He was currently carving something out of wood via the use of his beam katana to give clean, precise cuts.
"… What are you doing?" Asked Yessica. "Looks interesting."
"I'll tell you if you tell me one very important thing." Replied Rheneas.
"What is it?" Asked Yessica curiously.
"Why did you call me 'Podoboo'?" Asked Rheneas awkwardly. "If that's a pet name … well, I'm flattered and all, but I'd never go behind Tabitha's back. Plus, you're dating Irene … I mean, I may be a guy, but … yeah, I don't believe in polymorphous stuff. Sorry."
Yessica was silent.
"… You bonehead. That's what they call fireballs in Mario; you know, because you like fire? I should have called you Dry Bones … for the aforementioned Bonehead remark." Said Yessica, shaking her head.
"Turning into Sasha are we? I know you wanna be relevant, but copying somebody else … well, if that's your angle Miss Ditto." Teased Rheneas.
"… So you don't know a basic Mario enemy, but you know a random Pokemon?" Blinked Yessica.
"I believe you wanted to ask me something?" Reminded Rheneas, chuckling playfully.
"Oh, right. Um, what's up with the wooden thing on the ground?" Asked Yessica curiously.
"Well, I'm making myself a shield. After those plants and lions yesterday … I'm of the mindset that a shield would be a good way of defending myself, and the team. You guys stick behind me, and we'll be fine … of course, if you wish for me to make you one as well, I'm be fine doing so." Offered Rheneas.
"Hmmm … I have always wanted to own a shield." Mused Yessica. "Sure, I'd like one. Is there a catch?"
"Oh, you better believe that there is." Smirked Rheneas.
"Doh!" Pouted Yessica. "What's the catch?"
"… I won't lie, I know you and several of the others want to vote for me on the basis I have an idol. I happen to want to keep it, so … I'll make you your own free of charge shield in exchange for you not voting for me if we lose." Said Rheneas, setting out his demands. "You keep me as an ally, and I give you a shield that'd cost actual money off the show. Heck, I could carve you a sword if you'd like?"
"… Urrrgh, why must I be a sucker for medieval weapons?" Moaned Yessica. "Curse Irene's sword collection!"
Yessica tried to hold her ground for a few moments … but, she soon wordlessly sighed and shook Rheneas's hand.
"Deal. So, who else should I … we … target?" Asked Yessica.
"Hmmm … I'll let you decide. I know better than to demand too much. A shield is only worth so much to you, I assume, so I don't want to push it." Stated Rheneas. "I'll follow your lead. After all, that's what you want, right? To be in charge and standing tall?"
Yessica could tell by Rheneas' smile he was meaning this in a nice way.
"… Well, I suppose there are still four others we can target." Noted Yessica. "Sure, I guess this works out."
"Except for whoever we vote for." Added Rheneas.
"Exactly." Giggled Yessica mischievously.
(Confessional: Fire and water together make a good alliance. Who knew?)
Rheneas: I know I'm not gonna have my idol much longer. I may be a little doofy sometimes, but I'm not stupid enough to not see the writing on the wall. But I wanna keep it as long as I possibly can. I reached the finale lasts season without an idol … ok, an immunity idol at least ... so with one … it could make one rank of difference, you get me? I'm not really good at strategic plays in the way people like Eddie and Hector seem to be … but bargaining and bartering? Now that I can do … Irene, thank you for making Yessica obsessed with swords and shield. (Rheneas gives a thumbs up)
Yessica: I know what you guys are thinking. Why not just lie and vote for Rheneas, so that he loses his idol and I get the goods? Wellllll … I am beyond bad at lying to people I do not dislike. Rheneas is my friend whom I care about, so I'd never be able to lie to his face. But, Rheneas doesn't backstab friends, soooo … I think I'm good. (Yessica winks). Plus, a sword and shield … wouldn't that be an awesome way to go on an immunity run, eh?
Paul was having a morning jog around the Chill Zone. He ran along the surrounding fields, jogging through the morning mist without any caution and has a cheerful look on his face.
"This is a really nice island. More interesting than Wawanakwa, and a lot safer than Boney Island. I could learn to like it here." Said Paul, smiling to himself.
After a little bit of jogging, Paul came to the edge of the island. He peered out at the waves; the water was crisp and clear, with light waves that lapped the beach like how a child licks ice cream. Paul looked out at the horizon, and he could see another island on the horizon, covered by some fog above the sea.
"I wonder what that island is called." Pondered Paul. "What's it like? What are the twists and secrets that it holds? Are there any secret areas or treasures?"
"That's Anatat Isle." Said a voice. "I don't trust the place."
Paul turned around and saw Donny was standing nearby, picking up starfish who were shrivelling on the beach and tossing them back into the water.
"Oh, hey Donny." Greeted Paul.
"Yo." Replied Donny.
"So … why don't you trust that place?" Asked Paul curiously. "Unstable foundations?"
"It's got wolves on it. A lot of them." Grimaced Donny. "Sure, the producers had a barrier set up to ensure nobody gets hurt unless they're stupid enough to climb over it … but I don't trust that place. Not to mention the temples on the far side of the island … the wolf side. Maybe I'm superstitious, but that area gives me a bad feeling. I keep hearing lots of wolves howling in that zone … almost in pain, if you can believe it."
"Well … thanks for the info Donny. You have my word, life liver though I may be, I am not gonna climb over that barrier." Promised Paul.
"Good. Trust me, all super stars are in the safe zone. The show may be risky, but there's nothing but trouble for you in the wolf zone. It's too dangerous." Said Donny, picking up another starfish off the ground and tossing it into the sea.
"Say, why are you doing that?" Asked Paul curiously.
"Doing what?" Asked Donny as he picked up a third starfish.
"Throwing the starfish back in the water. There's so many of them in the world … it won't really make a difference." Stated Paul.
Donny smirked and threw the starfish far out into the water.
"It made a difference for that one." Said Donny with a wink.
"… You know, you and VayVay should hang out sometime. I think you'd both get along. This seems like something she'd do as well." Said Paul, smiling.
"Sorry, but I'm allergic to hippies." Replied Donny as he walked further down the beach.
"… Nice to see you've not changed too much!" Called Paul with a laugh.
Paul was left alone and looked out at the Anatat Island.
"… Two islands down, one in progress … that one, and three others, still to be explored. All the more reason to survive the votes." Chuckled Paul in determination.
(Confessional: Good thing they weren't made of chocolate. Dohohohoho!)
Paul: You know, sometimes I wonder what this season would be like if some of the interns were competing instead. I'd have liked Donny to be in … he's cool, tough and the gender ratio started off very imbalanced. Then again, given the girls have dropped like flies so far, maybe it wouldn't change much after all? Hmm … yeah, I better get back to planning for the next vote, huh?
Donny: (He shrugs) I like Patrick Star, make of that what you will.
Jennifer yawned as she woke up. She slowly opened her eyes and, by force of habit, scanned around the area almost like a sentry. Nobody was nearby … except Jimmy, who was sound asleep and cuddled up to her.
"Awww, how nice." Said Jennifer in monotone.
Jennifer lay perfectly still for a few minutes. After the previous night Jimmy deserved a good rest. And for the next half hour he continued to slumber peacefully. But soon enough, he opened his eyes and slowly sat up, rubbing away the fatigue.
"Good morning." Greeted Jennifer.
"Oh … hi." Said Jimmy, looking nervous. "Um … about last night..."
Jennifer lowered her voice and looked into Jimmy's eyes.
"No matter what happens, I will always be here for you." Said Jennifer very quietly. "You go and do whatever you must. I shall not judge you."
"… Thanks Jenny." Said Jimmy, managing to smile.
Jennifer was silent. He had called her Jenny. A term of endearment.
"… That's nice." Said Jennifer in flat joy. "Good luck Jimmy."
"I'm gonna need it." Sighed Jimmy. "I mean, you know, hard 'game' and all, huh?"
"It truly is." Nodded Jennifer. "Now, before you do any kind of strategy or power plays and whatever, you need to eat. Go have a good breakfast."
"… Yes mom." Chuckled Jimmy, managing to weakly smile.
"Are you sassing me?" Droned Jennifer, smirking a little.
"No more than than needed." Chuckled Jimmy.
Jennifer gave Jimmy a hug, and began to whisper very quietly.
"the producers will be angry if they find out you threw the game to bypass the quitting rules." Warned Jennifer near silently. "Make sure you are subtle."
Jimmy nodded. He stood and very carefully dropped down from the branch to the ground, landing safely. With a wave to Jennifer, he jogged off to the Mess Hall.
Jennifer watched him go, and relaxed on the branch, closing her eyes.
"Now that I'm helping Jimmy, there's something I better do before the next trial." Thought Jennifer. "Trouble is on the horizon."
(Confessional: Trees, because beds are for the weak!)
Jimmy: (He tries to look casual). So, yeah … my life sucks, my family is dead, the rent is overdue … I'm gonna take it all out on my friends! Um … yeah! Just because! (Jimmy tries to not look nervous)
A sort of mock classroom had been set up. Instead of desks there were rocks, but regardless of that there were still textbooks.
Math textbooks.
Barney sat at one of the 'desks' while Helen stood at the front of the 'classroom', ready to begin the lesson.
"Are you ready for your next boring lesson?" Asked Helen.
Barney placed an apple on the 'desk' and smiled.
"I'll take that as a yes." Stated Helen. "Now … let us talk about algebra. The point of it is to find X. Consequently..."
Helen pulled up a chalkboard with a complex math equation on it.
"Find X. It will be a long and dull procedure." Droned Helen.
Barney noticed Xaria walking nearby, a mug of coffee in hand.
"Does she count?" Asked Barney, giggling.
Helen's stony face said it all.
"Nah, just kidding. X is eight." Said Barney, smiling.
"… How did you get it that fast? A goof like you … being good at algebra … learning isn't fun, so you shouldn't be good at it." Muttered Helen.
"Who says learning can't be fun?" Said Barney airily. "Its easy. Just multiply everything inside the bracket by what is outside. It's first grade Helen."
"… It's eighth grade." Stated Helen. "… I am impressed."
"Want me to do something really impressive?" Winked Barney.
"NO! I mean … uh … n-no, class is not over yet." Said Helen awkwardly.
"By all means Miss Grey, continue." Said Barney, smiling politely.
Helen nodded and picked up a stick, pointing at the board with it.
"Now then, we will now move onto trigonometry." Droned Helen. "To understand it, consider the following … triangles have three sides."
Barney sighed and glanced at the clock … and then realised he was outside, so there wasn't a clock in sight.
(Confessional: Math sucks.)
Barney: Remember how in Letterz I admitted I'm an A student, including at Math? Bet ya didn't. (Barney winks) +5 Boringness!
Helen: Barney has forever ruined math for me … what an asshole. (Helen pauses) Eh, he's still ok. (Helen shrugs)
Uzuri sat on the steps outside the winner cabin, looking up at the clouds.
"Ok, let's see what the nature roulette of clouds has given us today." Noted Uzuri. "Hmmmmm … bike, clown, pool of blood, pancake mix … eh, same old, same sold."
Uzuri paused, looking thoughtful.
"Now that Opal is being a touch morbid these days, I should move on from my usual same old too." Decided Uzuri. "The world is sadly not ready for my flirting prowess, so what else can I do?"
Uzuri tapped her chin thoughtfully.
"Oh! Maybe I could do a strategy?" Mused Uzuri. "I don't have anything to lose, and the five million would be good for my film plans. That's what I'll do; create some alliances! The more the merrier, right? I better get started right now!"
Uzuri got up, determination in her eyes and ready to start making deals.
"Uzuri!" Called a voice.
Uzuri turned and saw Nakia running up to her, looking a little short of breath.
"Hi Nak-Nak, what's up?" Asked Uzuri.
"Something terrible, except not!" Grinned Nakia.
"… Oh! That means something good!" Cheered Uzuri. "What's the biz?"
Nakia pouted darkly.
"Nobody says 'biz' anymore Uzuri. Slang is, like, serious business to me, so stop it, ok?" Pouted Nakia. "Anyway, I wanted to tell you … guess who just got some fancy hair gel~?"
"You?" Guessed Uzuri.
"… No silly, it was Xyly. But, she let me have some of it." Grinned Nakia. "I just had to ask very nicely for it."
"… You cried, didn't you?" Smirked Uzuri deviously.
"Like a baby." Said Nakia proudly. "Now come! There is work to be done on your hair!"
"… I guess alliances can wait." Decided Uzuri, chuckling to herself.
(Confessional: Batman's explosive gel is better.)
Uzuri: (Her hair is spiky and punk styled). The more I think of it, the more I think having multiple alliances would be a good idea. If one doesn't work, just go to another that does. Simple! Though, I guess the trick is making sure nobody catches on to the shit I'm pulling, huh? Teehee! Well, if I can figure out a way to beat the Iron Adonis Twins without the Yoshi, I can figure out how to remain in-con-spicuous.
Eddie was looking around through the flowers in a very 'gardeney' area of the Chill Zone. It seemed Eddie had more on his mind than just agriculture and flora though.
"Hmm … where is that thing?" Pondered Eddie. "Or the other things. Gotta be one of the four near here somewhere."
Eddie entered a fenced area where flowers were growing in gusto and crouched down, looking for any of the dirt that look disturbed in any way. A sign of recent digging might indicate a buried item.
"… They sure hid the super stars well on this island." Remarked Eddie. "Two hours of searching, and yet nothing to show for it."
Eddie then noticed a rather large plant in the centre of the pen. The petals were closed, possibly encasing something.
"Eeyup, that looks suspicious. Don't need to be a detective to solve that one." Chuckled Eddie. "Hmmm … looks like it could use some water. Um."
Eddie glanced around and saw a hose device was nearby. He picked it up and turned it on, and started to water the plant.
"Here I was thinking Gordon drank a lot." Chuckled Eddie. "I guess Miss Tasset can't say I don't know anything about gardening anymore … I wonder how she, and Mr Tasset are feeling. They were really shaken after the last season. Hopefully they're not panicking as I speak. I said I'd try to look out for Sasha, and so I will. Especially with-."
The plant suddenly started to rock back and forth, as though it were about to puke.
"Uh … maybe I gave it too much water." Winced Eddie.
With some sort of floral sneeze, the plant lurched forwards The petals opened violently and spat an object out onto the ground. It was the orange super star.
"… Suddenly, I'm finding myself to be a fan of gardening." Mused Eddie, chuckling as he picked up the orange super star and pocketed it.
(Confessional: Luigi's Mansion comes to mind. You know the part I mean.)
Eddie: Hmm … so, it seems that not only can the super stars be randomly hidden around, but some require a puzzle to be solved in order to get them. Note to self, keep an eye out for anything that looks out of place or intellectually stimulating. (Eddie briefly spins the star in his finger) Now … what plans can I make with this thing?
Quana and Imanda sat on the roof of the mess hall. A pile of empty soda cans sat around them, and Imanda was reading from a book titled 'Moral Dilemmas: Volume II'.
"Oooo, here's an interesting one. You are on a trip to the mountains with your lover and your mother. All is well between you all. However, a rock slide happens without warning. You jump clear and are safe, but your lover and mother are left hanging off the edge of the cliff, a mile above solid ground. You only have enough time to save one of them, no matter how fast you go. Who do you save?" Read Imanda. "Boy, that is a tough one. I'd like to think it'd never happen, but … gee … I think I'd save my lover. I mean, I love my mum, but my lover would have more life left to live. Ehehehe, sorry mum if you're watching."
Quana thought this over, looking conflicted.
"… This may come as a shock, but I'd save my mother." Replied Quana. "Spider is my everything, but … I can only ever have one mother, and I could have more than one boyfriend. Gee, no right answer to this one is there?"
"That's why these questions are popular. They make you think and really see who you are in the dark, as they say." Stated Imanda, absently rubbing a hand on her stun rod for comfort. "Oh, this one is a little less grim. You find a valuable gem. It is worth millions. It also belongs to a less developed nation as it's in ruins in their territory. If you steal it you will be rich, and not caught as it would take years for its absence to be noticed, and there are no witnesses. You are also poor. Would you take it? I'll be honest, I would … though I'd try to pay the nation back at a later point."
Quana tapped her chin, thinking this over.
"… I'd probably leave it. There are other ways to get rich than theft, right? Besides, the gem market may be very small at the time of this would-be theft. Plus, it might be an elaborate fake left by the ancients." Said Quana, moreso to herself.
"I think you're overthinking it." Giggled Imanda.
"Hey, you said they're supposed to make us think." Winked Quana.
"Heehee! True." Giggled Imanda. "… Oh, now this is an interesting one."
"Lay it on me." Smirked Quana.
"You are fighting a heinous monster of a person. During the fight they trip and hang off the edge of the 'arena', above a drop which will kill them. You can just stand there and do nothing and they will die through no fault or action of your own, giving the evil bugger what they deserve. But … would you help them anyway?" Read Imanda. "I know how this one goes. It happens in comic books all the time. You help 'em up, and then they keep fighting. If they were evil as this example states they are, then I'd give them the drop. I mean … it's not like I'm actually murdering them, right?"
Quana shook her head, something occurring to her.
"Actually, I think I remember my Auntie Carmen talk about this once to my dad. She's a lawyer. It's something called 'Murder by Inaction'. Technically, the non-actor isn't doing anything wrong … but it's apparently a civil duty to help somebody in danger." Explained Quana. "It still counts as a crime despite the lack of, well, anything."
"But would you do it if you'd not be caught?" Asked Imanda curiously. "I won't judge. Just a fun conversation is all."
Quana rubbed her knee a little.
"… I'd like to think that I would." Replied Quana. "I'm not sure, truly. I may not even be theoretically strong enough to pull the person up, but … yeah, I think I would be able to do so … but, I'm not sure."
"I love this book." Said Imanda with a happy sigh, hugging the book like how one would hug a young infant. "So many viewpoints, all equally valid. Less than three."
Imanda and Quana shared a laugh, before Quana got to her feet.
"Going somewhere?" Asked Imanda.
"Yeah, I'd better. I need to talk to Spider before the next challenge; got a gift for him." Said Quana as she approached the edge of the roof.
"A kiss?" Giggled Imanda.
"Some would call what I have in mind even better." Said Quana, being very much intentionally vague. "Laters!"
Quana leapt off the roof, landing carefully, and jogged away. Soon enough Imanda was alone. However, she then spotted Clyde walking by, looking sleepy.
"Hi Clyde!" Greeted Imanda. "Moral question. If a train was going to hit four people … but you could switch the tracks to hit only one person on a different line, would you do it?"
Clyde considered this.
"… I guess I would. Da needs of da many matter more, right?" Replied Clyde.
"I agree." Nodded Imanda. "Wanna come up here with me? Don't be a stranger."
"I'd like to do dat, but I can't. I am needed elsewhere for da intern duties on my list." Said Clyde apologetically. "Wish me luck puttin' up wit dat hooker."
"Kim's not that bad." Insisted Imanda. "And even if she is, you're better than that."
"… Even after what she said about your ethnic type all last season? Huh … dat's mighty forgiving of ya." Noted Clyde. "Well, laters."
"Take care." Said Imanda, smiling.
(Confessional: Debates, debates, debates.)
Quana: Hmm … I wonder what Spider would have answered to those questions. It really did make me think. But, that's life for you. No answers, just choices … I think? I guess for those things you can't really know the true answer unless you were in that situation. ...Boy, I feel like some kind of Far Eastern sage. (Quana giggles)
Imanda: Back home, I do a lot of reading. …And girl scout stuff. And a combo of the two. But, mostly reading. I find philosophy kinds of things really cool. I enjoy things without a proper answer … mainly because it's harder to get wrong, and thus I score higher on the tests. (Imanda winks). Still, morality is pretty cool, right? Makes me realize I'm gonna make to make a move soon since, well, I'm kinda stagnant right now … like unmoving water. And we all know what they say about stagnant water, so … (cracks knuckles) … game time!
Spider sat on the ground in a field near the Chill Zone. He had gathered some natural medical supplies and was looking them all over, making sure he had what he deemed 'enough' for the next round of the contest.
"Ok, so it seems this island has got lions on it. Hopefully not tigers and bears, oh my." Chuckled Spider. "Ok … I think I have enough supplies. Plus, a whole morning without a disaster. New record."
"SPIIIIIIIIIDEEEEEEEER!" Screamed a voice.
Spider yelped in alarm, cowering in reflex from whatever was making such a shrill sound. He relaxed and calm himself when he saw Daisy running towards him.
"Oh, Daisy, you startled me. What's wrong?" Asked Spider, before looking concerned. "And why do you have your hand over your gut like that?"
"Um … I hurt myself." Admitted Daisy. "Could you, well … take a look? You're an expert at this sort of thing, and I trust you more than anybody else here with looking after me."
"As a will-be Doctor, it is my sworn duty." Nodded Spider. "Let's see what the nature of this problem is."
"Painful." Whined Daisy.
"I mean if it's a rash or a cut and the like." Explained Spider. "… I'll need you to move your hand."
"As the man wishes." Saluted Daisy, taking her hand away to show off her injury.
Spider paused.
This injury was less serious than he had anticipated.
"Um, Daisy? I know every person feels pain differently and that no injury is truly nothing, but … well..." Spider trailed off for a moment.
There was a small pause.
"Daisy, that's a splinter less than a millimetre long." Said Spider, trying to not give off a flat expression.
"Really?! I thought it was cancer! It really hurts." Said Daisy dramatically, sniffling a bit.
Spider was unsure if Daisy was putting this on, or if she was really upset and scared. After a moment of thought Spider decided to treat Daisy as though it were the latter. It was his duty.
Plus, she was his friend.
"Well, ok. I think I can help you here. I just have to get the splinter out, nice and gently." Said Spider soothingly.
"Will it hurt?" Asked Daisy nervously.
Spider smiled as he harmlessly plucked the tiny splinter out.
"Not a bit." Said Spider, smiling. "Um … well, this is awkward."
"How so?" Asked Daisy.
"… I don't have any lollipops to give you. Eheheheheh." Chuckled Spider nervously.
"Humph! I'm not a little girl Spider." Scoffed Daisy, though she was secretly dissapointed. "But, thank you. You saved me!"
"It was really nothing … but, you're very welcome." Smiled Spider.
"Payment for the doctor." Said Daisy, hanging Spider a twenty dollar bill.
"… Daisy, Canadian medical care is free. Doctors are paid by the government." Stated Spider awkwardly. "I can't except it."
"Watch me make it happen!" Boasted Daisy.
And with that, Daisy tried to force Spider's hand open so she could put the dollar bill into his palm. Spider tried to resist and writhed around.
It was like reverse mugging, and equally ridiculous.
(Confessional: You will take the money!)
Spider: Hmm … Daisy seems to have a very low tolerance for pain. I'd better keep an eye on her so that she can remain happy and comfortable. Maybe Irene was wrong … maybe I do make people better after all? If nothing else, Daisy is quite a sweetie when she wants to be. Oh how I wish I saw this side of her back in Letterz.
Daisy: ...Ok, fine! I admit it! I have a crush on Spider! (Daisy sighs). But for all my A grades and met deadlines … I have no idea how to talk to people. Not to mention Spider is taken. My chances are in the negatives. I'd rather just be his friend at this point, but I've no idea how to properly start non-studious talk. (Daisy grins) Luckily, Spider is a doctor, so if I just hurt myself a little, he can start the conversation for me. It's the perfect plan!
Bishop and Sasha sat by a river, watching the water slowly flow by. Sasha's hands twitched a little and a frown was on her face. Bishop took notice.
"… Ok, I'll bite, what's wrong?" Asked Bishop.
"Why do you care?" Muttered Sasha.
"Oh, don't be mistaken, I really don't give a damn. But, I'm bored and conflict is interesting." Shrugged Bishop. "Besides, we'll allies so I should at least pull my weight a little. I'm not an 'idle rich' you know."
"… You're a jerk Bishop." Said Sasha flatly.
"So?" Shrugged Bishop. "In this game, my 'jerk' status is my biggest strength. If people stand besides me, they look much better in comparison … and I help them with ideas. I can aid a strategic or social game by my own dickishness. Besides, you're so sweetie pie yourself. Now tell me, what's wrong? A lack of cigarettes?"
"… Yeah. They soothe me but, well, they're not here now. I'm starting to feel a little withdrawal." Admitted Sasha. "At the very least, I'm better at this game when I'm pissed off. It's like some kind of weird emotion power, like how The Incredible Hulk is powerful when he's mad."
"Hm, perhaps." Mused Bishop. "Got any angry plans?"
"Yeah. We should vote for either Wallace or Raven. I mean, they're the obvious duo on the team. Like Mario and Luigi except they're not plumbers, brothers or even related." Suggested Sasha.
"Ah, nothing like the Mario Bros then?" Snarked Bishop.
"Whatever. Do you think you we have the votes for this to work?" Asked Sasha, taking out her 3DS as she spoke.
"We have Spider, so I feel confident." Replied Bishop. "I could win any tie breaker."
"You think the other three would vote for you?" Asked Sasha curiously.
Bishop gave Sasha a flat look.
"Point." Conceded Sasha.
"Be grateful. I'm ensuring nobody is going to vote for you. It's hard work being the biggest jackass on the island sometimes, what with all the competition you give me, but if it means keeping my allies safe..." Bishop trailed off and then chuckled. "And yet, people say I don't care. I am wounded."
"… Wait, what? I'm not a bigger jerk than you. I don't pick fights with Alice." Frowned Sasha.
Bishop took out a smoking pipe and paced it on Sasha's lap.
"You also don't give out smoking substitutes for smokers in need." Added Bishop.
Sasha muttered a thank you and lit up. As she quietly smoked Bishop resumed speaking.
"I'm just saying Sasha, you're a meaner girl this season. I don't mind of course, but … people who have no sense of humour might." Stated Bishop.
"You're here to take attention off me. You said it yourself." Replied Sasha.
"And if I'm not here?" Replied Bishop. "I mean, obviously it won't come to that, but if it did?"
"… Bishop, the fuck are you doing, man? You are not somebody who should any right to lecture somebody about, well, anything … ever." Said Sasha flatly.
"I always was a rebel I suppose." Smirked Bishop. "Let me put this in a way that you would understand, ok? You know what a karma meter is, right?"
"Of course I do. I'm a Hindu. Plus, it's a cool gaming gimmick." Confirmed Sasha.
"Well, let's just say if in Letterama you were a 'good karma run', this season you are moreso a 'bad karma run'." Stated Bishop. "I mean, you do rant a lot."
"You do too." Said Sasha flatly.
"I don't pretend to be nice. I know I'm a dick. Also, I'm obscenely rich." Smirked Bishop.
Sasha was silent for a moment, smoking the pipe. She then stopped … and bopped Bishop on the head with it.
"You talk too much." Noted Sasha. "Look … last season, I suffered. I was at the hands of a racist nut who I thought was my friend. That in itself is bad enough, all the fear and pain … but, do you wanna know what makes it worse? Guess."
Bishop looked genuinely thoughtful. He knew he had to giver a serious answer…
"… You were in love with Kim?" Guessed Bishop.
… Or not.
SLAP!
"Ow!" Muttered Bishop.
"… First of all, you ass." Said Sasha flatly. "Second, no. My parents used to be victims of racism when they were my age. The fact society has not changed too much … they were so scared for me. And so we agreed … never hide, never run … never surrender, or show mercy to those who wish you true harm. Because, the people who hurt me, my parents … and their parents … they'd not give us any mercy either."
Bishop considered this.
"Well, I wish you the best with that. I do understand how it may hurt." Said Bishop sincerely. "But you know what they say … die a hero, or live long enough to become a villain. Frankly the latter would be both amusing and less cliché."
"Jerk." Muttered Sasha.
"And proud." Said Bishop smugly.
The two looked out at the river again for a few moments, both silent.
"… That pipe is filled with beetle droppings." Said Bishop nonchalantly.
Sasha began spluttering.
(Confessional: So, either it was a prank, or beetle droppings are somehow smoking delicacies?)
Bishop: I don't really care if Sasha is nice or not, I have no reason to be offended as Spider is already the Token Good Guy … but really, this can go one of two ways. Either she gets jerky and I get both entertainment and somebody who becomes a target like me, leading to possible vote splits of my enemies … or she becomes nicer again, and I look good for making it possible. I can work with either outcome.
Sasha: Yeah, it's true … several generations of the Tasset family, and we've all experienced racism. It sucks, even if nowadays it's not as bad as the past. But I'm ready to fight and fight and fight … be it against a racist, or somebody who wants me voted off. The time of being the cute pushover is over. I … can't go back … not now. So … guess I'd better make sure Raven doesn't find one of the super stars, huh? Obvious answer, I find one first. In fact, I'm gonna do that right now!
Wallace and Raven sat next to each other on a rock, observing some flowers quietly. After a while Wallace spoke up.
"So, are we gonna sit here pretending to look at flowers, or are we going to talk about what we actually have on our minds?" Asked Wallace.
"I suppose we should do that. But, are you thinking what I am thinking?" Asked Raven.
Wallace paused for a moment.
"I am very tempted to make a reference to Pinky and the Brain, but for you I shan't." Smirked Wallace. "The dilemma right now is quite simple. Are we an item or not?"
"Well … I'd say that we are. I mean, in my family a kiss is not to be taken lightly." Smiled Raven. "It feels strange, feeling this way … I mean, remember how we didn't get along at all in Letterz?"
"We were strangers back then." Said Wallace dismissively. "We know each other better now."
"We do. But … well enough to date?" Asked Raven.
"Is Bishop rich?" Smirked Wallace. "Of course we're an item."
"Well … that's nice." Giggled Raven.
Raven saw Wallace was looking at her expectantly.
"… What's with that look in your eye?" Asked Raven, looking cautious.
"What's with it? Why, everything my dear." Smirked Wallace. "Mostly the fact I'd like it if you played the role of villain with me."
Wallace got down on one knee, trying not to laugh.
"Raven Milly Okri, will you become a super villain with me?" Asked Wallace tenderly.
"Oh my! This is rather sudden." Snickered Raven. "What would I need to do?"
"Knife crime." Stated Wallace seriously.
"WHUH?!" Gasped Raven.
"Just kidding! We'd just ham it up, pull off impressive acts of … basically everything … and, of course, make your your own villain outfit." Smirked Wallace. "Join me, Raven, and together we shall start the alliance that shall henceforth be known as the League of Evil, and defeat all who stand in our way! And when we make the finale … ohoho! It shall be a greater showdown then the one in the princess bride, right down to us both pretending to be left handed!"
"There's just one problem with that." Said Raven, a look of tragedy on her face.
"And what might that be?" Asked Wallace.
"… I really am left handed." Admitted Raven, smirking.
"Well, how about that! So am I!" Chuckled Wallace. "But what say you? It could be fun!"
"Well … I would, but I don't want to become an easy target." Admitted Raven.
"Actually, I think some of the others are targeting you already." Said Wallace 'helpfully'. "Why not, heheheh, punish them for their insolence?"
Raven paused. She was being targeted?! Bugger was the word.
"Well … I guess you are the genius. What should we do first?" Asked Raven. "I'm not 'suiting up' ok?"
"Not yet at least." Chuckled Wallace. "But the plan is simple … we lie. And, I have an idea on how we can do it."
"Tell me more." Grinned Raven.
(Confessional: Hams incoming!)
Wallace: Well, this is quite convenient. Even if I lose, I still win. Of course, I'd rather win than just win, you know? So, if the other four target us for being a couple … well, what better way to throw them off than stage a fight and pretend to break up as all we are? It's perfect! Mwahahaha!
Raven: We're a good duo, but we still need a third member. The question here is … which of the other four is the best one to ask? I can see pros and cons for them all. Well, time to do what I do best! ...Being quiet and follow the leader. (Raven chuckles self deprecatingly.)
Hector was sitting on a hilltop, hazing down at the Chill Zone, watching the rest of the campers.
"Hmmmm … so many moves I can make from here. But I need to decide quickly which one path I shall follow. I can't take things back once I put them into action." Muttered Hector. "So many angles on this team to exploit and aide. Hmmm..."
Hector lay on his back and looked thoughtful. He spotted a camera nearby and gazed at it.
"Make no mistake … I am smart. The problem is I have trouble choosing options when all of them are good." Said Hector simply.
(Confessional: Pick Option C.)
Hector: There are several things I can do here. Ally with Wallace and Raven to make up half the team. Keep my alliance with Spider and constantly remind him of his vow on Quana's life to make him loyal … or perhaps I could even work with Bishop and Sasha? Bishop is a smart player like me and would be almost a kindred spirit of logic, while Sasha has the ability to provide a third vote. It all ends up the same way, so I need to decide which path to that location I shall take.
As Hector continued to sit quietly Bishop walked by, not acknowledging him. Right then and there, Hector made a snap decision.
"Bishop, I have an offer to make for you. I have noticed that your strategic game is on point, and your have a multitude of confidence, tactics and wit. To add, you also have a knowledge of alliance, playing hard and using your mind and logic. To this end, I wish for us to start a partnership." Stated Hector. "Join me."
Hector held out his hand for a shake. Bishop considered this offer for a moment.
"Hm … alright." Shrugged Bishop, taking his hand. "You're the smart guy after all. It's only logical to have a good set of brains in the operation."
"Exactly. And I am sure you agree it is a logical course of action to eliminate Raven or Wallace?" Guessed Hector.
"It crossed my mind." Replied Bishop, nodding.
"We're similar in some ways Bishop; we both don't act without it making sense to do so. I think this will be quite the beneficial partnership." Said Hector in content.
"… I have to say, I agree." Admitted Bishop. "I'd be fine following your lead. You said it yourself, you're smart."
"Heh, I am." Chuckled Hector.
(Confessional: Egos collide.)
Hector: Well, that was convenient. But it made sense to ally with Bishop; he has allies of his own and recognizes smart gameplay requires being a little shady sometimes. Plus, he wont backstab me for he has no justifiable reason to do so. He'd just hinder his own gameplay. Yes, I think I am going to like it on this team. Now, I've made progress with Bishop and Spider … so, I ought to talk with Sasha as well.
Bishop: Looks like I hold the majority now. Why, how about that? Hector strikes me as one who can play hard on equal grounds to me … maybe even greater, I'll admit. Still, I've learnt his weakness. He only acts with logic and only expects moves to be made with logic. Thus, if I ever feel he has become unpleasant in my eyes … I need only strike him in a completely illogical and senseless way to ensure he won't see it coming. Yawn.
Jimmy sat in a field by himself. He was trying to think of ways he could discreetly eliminate himself. The problem? He felt horrendously uncomfortable with many of them.
"Why do I feel nervous about being a jerk now? I've been acting dickish all season." Thought Jimmy.
Jimmy sighed, knowing the answer.
"Because I wasn't deliberately trying to make anybody feel awful." Lamented Jimmy. "But … for Eleanor. I hope she won't be ashamed of me..."
"Jimmy, a word." Said Alice as she walked up.
Jimmy silently beckoned Alice to continue.
"If we are to lose the challenge today … you are going to be voting for Rheneas. It's all part of our plan to remove his idol." Stated Alice. "I understand you care not for victory, but could you care enough to help me win?"
"Fuck off." Muttered Jimmy, trying to look stoic and not nervous.
"… Excuse me?" Frowned Alice.
"Piss off back to the shack you live in. I don't care anymore. I'm doing this the way I want. Fuck you, fuck alliances and fuck the whole damn universe!" Yelled Jimmy, shaking his young fist threateningly.
Alice was silent, looking stunned. Jimmy braced himself; when she recovered, she'd no doubt start to tear into him.
"… I can see your tragic loss is affecting your judgement and natural kindness. I'll give you time to grieve." Said Alice sympathetically. "...But! I will be back!"
Alice walked away, and Jimmy was once again by himself.
"… Of all the times for her to not start raging." Thought Jimmy in exasperation.
(Confessional: To think, one would normally be happy Alice isn't bitching…)
Alice: Eh, like I said, I like kids. If Jimmy needs some space, I'll give it to him … but only because it'll help me win! (Alice huffs).
Jimmy: I'm probably the first person ever to see Alice being nice … I feel oddly unlucky.
Spider now sat on the steps of the winners cabin, reading a book. He may not have been allowed to enter the cabin, but there was no rule against him simply sitting on the steps outside. The book that he was reading was titled '101 Ways Blood Can Kill You'.
"Whoa. This is morbidly fascinating." Noted Spider. "… Hmm … way number 47 may need precautions in the near future."
Spider was tapped on the shoulder. He turned to the left and saw nobody. He then turned back to the book….
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and Quana promptly kissed him.
Spider laughed as they parted, Quana sitting down next to him.
"I keep falling for that one, don't I?" Smirked Spider.
"Is that such a bad thing?" Teased Quana.
"I suppose not." Conceded Spider. "So, to what do I owe this pleasure?"
"Just because. But, I have a little gift for you, if you want?" Offered Quana.
"You could make even a toothpick a very special gift. What's the present?" Asked Spider, smiling.
Quana reached beside her and passed Spider a pair of hiking boots.
"… Are these your old shoes?" Asked Spider.
"Hiking boots. Good quality." Explained Quana. "I won a pair yesterday, remember? Since we're the same foot size and the shoes are unisex … I figured you'd make use of them. This island is gonna have a lot of walking, and I don't want your feet being sore."
"… You are good to me Quana." Smiled Spider, starting to change into the hiking boots. "Heh, level up!"
"You're equally good to me. Remember that time last winter I hit my head and passed out in the snow? You stayed by my side for three whole weeks, just to be sure I was always cared for. You only left when you become truly desperate for the bathroom. You're a loyal one." Said Quana, nuzzling Spider's neck.
"Just call me the Genderbent Rainbow Dash." Chuckled Spider.
"Dork." Smirked Quana.
Quana smiled.
"That's why I love you." Said Quana sincerely.
"What, not because of that past event you just mentioned?" Teased Spider.
Spider and Quana both laughed.
"Good luck in the challenge today. I doubt it'll be easy." Said Spider, tying the laces of the hiking boots
"Good luck to you too." Nodded Quana.
The two were silent for a moment.
"So … Daisy talked to me before. She wanted me to get a tiny splinter out of her. She was really red, so she may have a fever too. It's troubling." Frowned Spider in concern.
"That, or she's got a crush on you." Smirked Quana, winking.
"Oh, I'm not that desirable." Blushed Spider. "You know me, a one woman man … if that."
Quana glanced at a nearby camera.
"Captain Modesty, with no irony, this one." Declared Quana.
(Confessional: He could brag about how her never brags.)
Quana: I have better shoes now. Why throw my old ones away when I can give them to somebody who can use them? I don't want Spider to be eliminated, so if I can help him out, I will. ...Good thing our feet are the same size, huh?
Spider: Some girls, right? Ah, that was just the pre-challenge sweetness I needed. Now my only worry is if somebody gets a concussion or breaks a leg when we're far away from this Chill Zone and the next. (Spider looks nervous)
Uzuri walked through the Chill Zone. For once, she looked rather serious.
"Ok, time to make some alliances." Said Uzuri in quiet determination. "Just gotta focus and lay my cards on the non-existent table."
With that Uzuri went to work and walked up to Eddie.
"Hey, Eddie? Would you like an alliance with me?" Offered Uzuri.
"Sure, that sounds like a good offer. Consider it done." Nodded Eddie, shaking Uzuri's hand.
"You won't regret it." Grinned Uzuri.
Uzuri moved on, whistling a tune. Soon enough she spotted Wallace playing with a paddleball.
"Wallace, any chance of you agreeing to ally with me?" Offered Uzuri.
Wallace considered this.
"… I'd say it's a certainty. I'm in." Saluted Wallace.
"Yay! Thanks!" Exclaimed Uzuri, grinning.
Uzuri walked around for a while, keeping her eyes open for other people. Soon she spotted somebody else.
"Hi Hector!" Greeted Uzuri. "I know we may be very different people and not really talk to each other, or know anything about each other, but … want an alliance?"
Hector considered this.
"I'd say there is never a bad time to have allies." Decided Hector. "You've got yourself a deal."
"Thanks!" Grinned Uzuri.
(Confessional: Introducing Uzuri the Strat-Bot!)
Uzuri: I figured that if I had allies on every team it'll give me more influence, or something. Plus, it means it's more likely I get to be with them if the teams swap again. Sure, they may compare notes … but remember, I am pathetic at this game, so why vote me off, eh, eh? (Uzuri winks)
Soon enough the campers were gathered at the starting line for their next challenge, grouped amongst their teams. Winnie and Xaria were ready to explain things for them … but Chris was nowhere to be seen.
"Hey, where's Chris?" Asked Paul curiously. "Or indeed, Trina?"
"Is he busy?" Asked Rheneas.
"Is he sick?" Asked Wallace. "Please say yes!"
"Chris won't be with us today. We have both been informed that he has come down with something after his 'duties' yesterday." Explained Xaria. "Feel free to laugh."
Bishop laughed obnoxiously.
"That's the ticket." Smirked Xaria.
"Xaria! Be nice!" Pouted Winnie. "We may be one host down, but we can still keep the show moving! Now, today's challenge is a three parter through the wetlands of Flower Atoll. Each part of the challenge must be completed to move onto the next, and only two people can participate with each part. Yup-yup"
"In the first part, one of you must eat one of three hot peppers while the other jumps from a high place into the water. The hotter the pepper, the less height you need to jump." Stated Xaria.
"Oh boy, not doing that one." Noted Eddie, gulping.
"Yeah … contrary to stereotypes, I don't like hot peppers." Added Sasha.
"In the second part you'll row a boat out into the lake; two of you must jump into the water and dive for treasure! Find five gold coins to continue!" Exclaimed Winnie.
"Are the coins made of real gold? If they're worth more than the prize money, I'll take them and go." Stated Alice.
"Always taking the easy way out." Chastised Bishop.
"Wanna take a boat engine blade to the nuts?" Threatened Alice.
"Oooooo, dark!" Giggled Uzuri.
"Totally!" Agreed Opal.
"Attention please!" giggled Winnie. "Sorry, but the coins are not real."
"No way would it be that easy." Chuckled Paul.
"And in part three two of you must climb up a very large water slide complex. One of you will slide down, trying to grab five flags, while the other has to work the controls to keep the slider away from the traps. Oh dear. After you have the flags, get every member of your team across the finish line and you win. Whoop de do." Drawled Xaria.
"You all ready?" Asked Winnie eagerly.
"Not a problem." Smirked Paul.
"I'm a swimmer. Like, bring it on." Grinned Yessica.
"I'm no pirate, but a Ninja knows their way around the water." Chuckled Barney.
"I don't like swimming." Drawled Helen.
"Golden Hawks, taking gold." Smirked Sasha.
"You sure?" Whispered Spider.
"Very." Nodded Sasha.
Sasha then stepped forward, taking out the red super star.
"Oh boy." Gulped Imanda.
"I'd like to play this." Announced Sasha. "Found it literally ten minutes ago under the First Place Cabin."
Winnie accepted the star and looked it over.
"You kitty cats all know the rules! If somebody plays the red super star then their team gets an advantage in the challenge!" Announced Winnie.
Winnie paused.
"This is the real red super star, sooooo … in part one of the challenge, the jumper of the Golden Hawks will be allowed to jump from the lowest platform, no matter which pepper the eater, well, eats!" Announced Winnie with a smile on her face. "The red super star is now out of play until the next island. Good luck guys! Last place team votes somebody off!"
"Any other stars?" Prompted Xaria.
Everybody was silent.
"In that case … GO!" Yelled Xaria.
With that, the teams were off at full speed. Nobody wanted to lose … seventeen took their next steps to round fifteen, while one took their next steps to looming defeat…
(Confessional: Some of those challenge segments seem familiar…)
Sasha: I'm not totally certain about how good the rest of the team is at swimming. So, I felt it made sense to keep the ball in our court. Besides, if the Tigers lose I'm not affected, and if the swordfish lose … eh, Eddie is smart, he'll be fine, I know it. I hope. (Sasha chuckles slightly nervously)
Eddie: So, looks like both me and Sasha found a super star today. Perhaps foreshadowing us as the super star final two, huh? ...I sure hope so. Guess we'll have to wait and see, won't we?
Yessica: Ah, the wetlands! So much to see, so much to enjoy! Such as, oh, you know … victory! Can't speak for the others, but this is exactly my kind of challenge. I've won swimming races and I do lifeguarding, so I like my odds.
Steve: I have a day off! So, you know what that means? Oh, I bet you do… (Steve takes out a notebook). Autograph day!
Next Time: The campers get wet, obviously. Somebody else gets voted off the island.