Note 1: (Before I actually started writing this part.) But this is probably going to be on the shorter side, mostly because the challenge isn't really all that, and then there is the elimination so.
Note 2: (During 2,000 Words) Feeling burnt out, I have been also doing another story completely unrelated to this that I just finished. I do not have much to do except sit, listen to music, and write and I'm kinda getting tired.
Note 3: (During 4,000 Words) Other story on hold for a while, until I finish this so...I guess that story is over for a while. Getting a bit back into it.
Note 4: (After Publish) Went back and added Voting Confessional, as I had meant to add that either way, but I forgot when I finished writing the 1st Time.
Last Time...
The Campers follow Chef as they walk off the dock, onto the sand, and into a forest type area, leaving just Blaineley once again standing on the dock.
"I meant, here's what you should know...Who's going to win the first team challenge? Will it be Khalil's Team? Or Carol's Team? And who will be the first eliminated camper? What? I told you last time there was going to be an elimination this time? Well! To bad!"
Now
The Camera cuts on to see Blaineley staring at the camera with a smile. "Hello and welcome back for the 3rd and final time this episode." She greets, before motioning behind her at the Island.
"Just a moment ago, Chef took the Campers inside of the Island for their first time. It's time for the first challenge as a team, and as he said, it's a classic."
The 'Technically' Second Challenge.
Chef continues to walk-along a dirt-path with the Campers following behind. Some still getting used to their new buddy they have been chained to, while others are just looking at the forest scenery.
"Lot's of grass." Blake states the obvious. "Any Snakes?"
"Yes." Chef confirmed.
"Shit."
"We're still getting Cabins right?" Carlita asked.
"We're about to pass them." Chef states, as the dirt-path split out into a fork.
They have reached their cabins. The area was an open-field, with trees along the outskirts. Their cabins? Still a shitty old brown. Hey, they said make the Island better, not the cabins. Chef and The Campers continued on past the fork, now walking through the grass.
"Hey uh, can we at-least see inside our cabins?" Sarah asked.
"No." Chef said simply, continuing to walk.
"Wow." Sarah mumbled, as her hat fell in-front of her face.
"I see you didn't make the cabins any better." Tina noted. "Sleeping is going to be terrible."
"Speaking of sleeping." Blake added. "Is there bunk-beds?"
"Yes." Chef assured. "But with a group of Three, Two will have to sleep together."
Carlita laughs, patting Blake on the back. "Ya heard?"
"GREAT!" Blake exclaimed sarcastically.
Carlita, Blake, and Tina's Confessional (#4/4/3)
In the booth is Blake and Carlita sitting together, with Tina leaning in from the open door.
Blake just sighs loudly. "See, I can't even rant in here now!"
"I just want my skateboard." Tina said, shrugging. "I'm fine with everything else so far."
"This is fine." Carlita states non-chalantly.
"My God-KAY! We're done!" Blake exclaims.
"Where we heading anyway?" Adam asked.
"The Challenge." Chef said.
"Well no shit Chef." Samantha added.
"Mm."
"Simple with these answers today Chef?" Damian asked.
"ALL OF YOU, SHUT UP!" Chef shouted, instantly shutting up any questions for the rest of the trip.
"well damn." Blake uttered.
Fast-Forward to where the Campers finally get to the Challenge.
The glass box surrounding the challenge was a bit too blurry to see through, so the Camper's didn't really have much of an idea of what they were gonna do. But once Chef opened the door to it-
"DODGE!" Chris yells, throwing a ball at one of the Campers.
"Whoa!" Khalil exclaims, ducking under the thrown ball.
"OOF!" Blake exclaimed, being the unfortunate one to get hit. Blake falls to the floor. "Aughhh.."
"Ooooo, tough-luck there Blake." Chris says with literally Zero empathy. "Anyway." Chris continues on, talking over Blake's groans of pain. "As you can clearly see, It's dodgeball...which Blake already failed to do."
Blake is helped up by Tina, and he rubs his cheek. "I wasn't ready." He said.
"If I threw it again would you dodge?" Chris asked.
"No! But I'd be ready to get hit."
"Alright then. So! Unless we have any Lindsay's in here, we all know how play Dodgeball? Correct?" Chris asked.
Silence.
"Alrighty. I'll explain-"
"Bruh." Isabelle rolls her eyes.
"In Dodgeball." Chris picks up a ball. "You Dodge," Chris holds it higher. "Ball. See what I did there?"
Sarah shook her head and put her hat in-front of her face.
"Booo." Samantha said.
"Wow alright. Yeah, anyway, It's simple. If you throw a ball and hit someone on the other side, they're out. If you throw the ball though, and someone catches it, you're out."
"Better than being chased by a damn robot." Damian stated.
"Yeah." Jaylyn agreed, nodding.
"The catch." Chris throws the ball in the air, and catches it. "To this challenge though is that if the person you're chained to, gets hit, or their ball is caught, you're both out."
"Can you move like you have legs?" Samantha asks, turning towards Lucy. Lucy just shrugs.
"Alright Teams, go to your benches, we start in just a moment!" Chris announces, climbing up on that big ass Life-Guard Chair. "By the way We need 3 from each."
The Teams go to their respective benches, with both Carol and Khalil (And their extra friend) Standing in-front of them.
Khalil's Team
"Okay, simple question." Khalil says, "Just raise your hand for this. Who here is actually good at Dodgeball?"
Only Carlita and Clara rose their hands.
"Wow we are screwed." Blake stated, face-palming.
"Ok so..." Khalil starts trying to form a plan or something. "Carlita as much as I want to put you out there, with 2 other people holding you back...I don't know..."
"Oh come on!" Carlita exclaims, throwing her hands up.
"Clara, I can put you and Brianna out there though." Khalil continued.
"Kay." Clara said, standing up with Brianna.
"Me and Laurie will go-Wait nevermind." Khalil stopped himself.
"Why not...?" Laurie asked.
"Well we're kinda chained together, and I'm only good at dodging...Can you throw Laurie?"
"Sure.."
"Well alright then, I guess Me and Laurie are going. And...….."
"Oh me! Meeee!" Max exclaims, putting her hand up.
"Uh, I don't really want to go out there..." Dirk says, shaking his head.
"Alright Max...you and Dirk can go." Khail said.
"Yes!" Max pumped her fist, while Dirk just sighed.
Carol's Team
"Alright, Damian and Marshal you're both leading the way?" Carol asks as they both are standing up.
"This is finna be a breeze." Damian stated.
Isabelle and Liz stood up. "I'm pretty good at Dodgeball." Isabelle said.
"I'm just going because she is." Liz added.
"We're going too." Samantha said, standing up, and then forcing Lucy to stand up as-well by yanking her arm up with the chain.
"Are you sure? Because..." Carol began to question.
"I am, because if she doesn't move during the challenge, she'll be the one voted off." Samantha threatened. Lucy rolls her eyes.
"Sure."
"Wait we're not going?" Jaylyn questions, "Come on! This is something I'm actually good at!"
Chef blows his whistle, now wearing a referee shirt. "It's time! Get on the court!"
Khalil, Laurie, Max, Dirk, Clara, and Brianna walk onto the court for Khalil's Team.
While Damian, Marshal, Isabelle, Liz, Samantha, and Lucy walk on for Carol's Team.
"Best of Five." Chris announces. "You can change members at the end of each round if needed to."
"This is going to be hell." Blake said, sitting on the Bench. "And I'm eventually going to have to play too."
9 Dodgeballs are spread in the middle of the court.
Chef blows his whistle. "BEGIN!" He yells afterwards.
Marshal and Damian rush forward to grab two dodgeballs, one each.
Max practically dragged Dirk a bit to get a ball for herself, as Clara was able to grab a two dodgeballs thanks to Brianna.
Isabelle and Liz were able to get one each.
Samantha tried to get a ball, but Lucy didn't move much from her spot, so she was unable to. "Lucy. I swear..." Samantha growls.
Khalil and Laurie grabbed the last Two dodgeballs, and yet, no shots had been fired.
"DO SOMETHING!" Blake yelled from the sidelines, which prompted Marshal to launch a ball straight at Dirk, smacking him in the face.
"Oooooo…" Carlita cringes. "Shit."
"Nice." Chris says, nodding.
Damian does the same, this time at Khalil who dodged.
Khalil takes a deep-breath in. "Jeez."
"You okay?" Max asks, looking at the sprawled out body of Dirk. "Wait." She turns to Chris. "We're both out?"
"Yup!"
"Wow...lame.." Max is kind enough to help Dirk up off the floor.
"All of us should be out there then." Carlita says, standing up. "These games are going to take like 10 Seconds if all you need to do is hit one person. It's basically 3 big targets, and plus, we'd be uncoordinated with each other, look at Samantha and Lucy."
"Did you have to point us out?" Samantha asks, glaring at Carlita. "Shut up over there."
"Yeah!" Blake exclaims, before glancing at Carlita glaring at him and shutting up.
"Hmmmm." Chris ponders, "Yeah, that would be better...for TV anyway." He mumbled. "Okay sure! Next game, all of you onto the court."
"Unfortunate." Mick stated.
Chef blows his whistle again. "CONTINUE!"
WOOSH
Clara took a shot at Lucy, but she barely dodged just by moving her neck a bit.
Isabelle was about to throw her ball, but she was stopped by Liz.
"What?" Isabelle asks.
"We should just give these to Damian and Marshal." Liz suggests, "It's like giving all the balls to Tyler, except he's actually good at dodgeball...and there is two of them."
"I mean...sure."
"Marshal." Liz calls out, watching him look at her. "Here." She throws the ball to Marshal, who catches it. He instantly tries to aim for Brianna, but his arm is stopped mid-way and he nearly is dragged down.
"What the- Damian!" Marshal shouts, watching as Damian also stumbled. "What are you doing?!"
"I'm tryna get the ball!" He exclaims, pointing at the one Clara threw.
"Well!-"
Marshal and Damian get into an argument. Eventually, Khalil realizes that he can get them out. Khalil winds up a throw.
"Hup!" Khalil throws the ball at Marshal and...it goes high above the target.
"Shit." Marshal says, watching the ball fly way over him. "I'll complain about this later."
"Nice throw Khalil!" Blake exclaims from the sideline. "You missed the biggest target! Good Job!"
"I think you should've thrown..." Khalil whispered.
"Oh! R-Right." She winds up.
"Wait! Not-"
Laurie throws her ball at Damian...who caught it easily.
"Now."
Chef blows the whistle. "Khalil, Laurie Out!"
Khalil and Laurie's Confessional (#4 Both)
"Trial and Error." Khalil said simply. "Everybody is going to have to work on coordinating with their friend eventually."
"S-Sorry." Laurie apologizes, looking down.
"No it's fine!" Khalil exclaims. "We're still trying to get used to being chained..."
Chef blows his whistle for them to continue.
"Just give up you two!" Blake yells, before getting elbowed in the side by Carlita. "GUH."
"Nice team spirit Blake." Tina said, rolling her eyes.
"He's right though, we need to regroup anyway." Jared suggests.
"I guess...…." Clara started thinking. "Whatever alright." Clara throws the ball easily at Isabelle who went to catch it, but instead backed away from it.
"Isabelle..." Liz said, "What was that?" Isabelle just rubbed behind her head sheepishly.
"I couldn't trust myself enough to catch it." She stated, before Liz picks the ball up and taps Clara with it.
Chef blows the final whistle.
"And Carol's Team wins Round 1!" Chris announces from the Life-Guard Chair. Part of Team Carol cheered in celebration...if only Ingrid, Mick, Lucy and Samantha could give it a bit more oomph.
"Nice!" Carol exclaims, giving all of her teammates on the court High-Fives as they walked off.
"I want to at-least play the game a bit." Samantha stated, as Lucy took a seat and Samantha glared at her. "But SOMEONE, doesn't want to move."
"I dodged." Lucy said plainly.
"I reeeeally hoped you didn't."
"You guys did good at there." Carol complimented. "And now we're all going out there."
Mick sighs. "Can I just sit out?" He asks.
"No." Samantha responds, shaking her head. "Imagine if you and Lucy were chained together?" Mick blushed at the thought, and buried his face in his knees. "You two wouldn't get anything done."
Khalil's Team
"So we're all going to play from now on." Khalil said, with Him and Laurie standing in-front of the team. "If I should suggest something, then we really need to aim for either Marshal or Damian, as they're clearly the best players on the other team."
"So...basically use Duncan's Strategy?" Jared calls out.
"Well, I guess so, but we only really need it for them. I hope we can get the rest of them normally."
"Look, Blake, Tina, can either of you dodge? I don't need you to throw if you can't, you just need to be able to get out of the way." Carlita asks.
"Uh-No." Tina says honestly, as Blake shakes his head as-well.
Carlita just takes a deep-breath. "Alright then."
"1-0 Carol's Team." Chris announces as both teams get on the court.
The dodgeballs are lined up once again in the middle.
"I'm not prepared for thi-" Blake begun to say, as Chef blew the whistle.
"BEGIN!" He shouted.
Damian and Marshal once again get two dodgeballs first.
Carlita literally forces Blake and Tina to run with her as she grabs a dodgeball for herself.
Unlike last time, Lucy was one of the first people to run for a ball, surprising Samantha so much, that she was nearly dragged by her. Once she got a hold of one, Lucy flick-threw the ball at Carlita with surprising speed, catching her off guard.
Chef blows the whistle. "Carlita! Out!" He shouts.
"FU-" She yells, with the audio cutting out. Carlita slams the ball on the court in anger.
"A for Effort." Blake said sarcastically. He's grabbed and lifted up by his shirt. "uh oh."
"How about we talk a little." Carlita suggested, her teeth grinding.
"Uh, can we just-Whoa!" Tina is unfortunately dragged along as Carlita takes Blake outside of the Court. The Campers can only imagine what is going on as they start to hear lots of loud yelling.
"Anyway, back to the game." Chris said, ignoring the current conflict going outside. Chef blows the whistle to start the game back up.
Liz sneakily grabbed a ball during the time Carlita went to murd-Chat with Blake, and on que she threw the ball at Khalil...who wasn't paying attention.
Fortunately enough for him though, Laurie stepped in-front of him and caught the ball.
"Aw-What?!" Liz exclaims, surprised that Laurie was the one who caught it. Chef blows his whistle.
"Liz! Out!"
Liz and Isabelle's Confessional (#5/3)
"I was surprised obviously that Laurie caught it. I know looks aren't everything, but she looks like if a small gust of wind came, she'd fall over." Liz stated as Isabelle started to chuckle.
"Hm, Really?" Isabelle asked. "If a gust of wind came, you'd be picked up and tossed." Liz stifles a chuckle.
"I uh-" Liz laughs just a bit. "Ok, ok...Probably."
Play continued as Jared started wondering what the hell he should do, looking at what a disorganized mess his team was being. Max is basically carrying Dirk through the challenge (Not Literally) Khalil trying to get the team to follow directions. Then having the nuisance named Adam he was tied to.
Then he noticed the other team wasn't really-Okay they are fairing much better. But there is Mick and Ingrid just standing in the corner like statues, and Lucy hasn't moved an inch ever since she took out Carlita, and Samantha is trying to get her to do it again.
"I have deduced that we are going to lose this challenge." Jared declared, watching Adam's pitiful attempt at throwing a ball.
"Aw come on." Adam pats Jared's shoulder. "Let's not turn into Blake shall we?"
"Hey speaking of Blake where is he?" Clara asked, taking her attention away from the game and almost getting hit in the face for it by a dodgeball.
"Neither Carlita or Blake have returned...oh and Tina." Carol said.
"They're probably having a threesome in the woods." Lucy said non-chalantly.
"Jeez, keep it to yourself will ya?" Sarah asked. Almost on que...but not quite actually. The Trio walk back into the boxed area...Blake looked bruised and beaten, with his jacket being in tatters...and had at-least a tooth knocked out. Carlita looked calmer than usual...….and Tina had her beanie over her eyes.
"Well glad to see you guys are back." Chris stated, before looking at Blake. "Blake, you've looked a bit better."
"Thanks." He replied sarcastically, rolling his eyes and rubbing his bruised jaw.
Carlita, Blake, and Tina's Confessional (#5,5,4)
Carlita and Blake are sitting in the Booth again both with their arms crossed, with Tina leaning in also.
"So I uh, couldn't tell you what I saw." Tina begun, "But I can definitely tell you what I heard...and it was A LOT."
Khalil feels something tap him on the face, but it wasn't a dodgeball, it was a-
"A Ketchup Packet?" Khalil thought. "Wait...….Carol?-" Khalil definitely felt something hit him in the face again, but this time it wasn't a little Ketchup Packet, it was a ball thrown by Sarah. "OOF!" Khalil fell to the floor as Chef blew the whistle.
"Khalil! Out!"
"Nice set-up!" Sarah exclaims, giving Carol a high-five.
"I uh-Y-Yeah..." Carol says reluctantly. "Why did I throw a Ketchup Packet at him?" She thought.
Laurie helped Khalil off the floor, and onto the bench where they sat down next to Carlita, Blake, and Tina.
"After this?" Damian asked.
"Yeah." Marshal nodded.
Chef blew his whistle to signal play.
"Now!" Marshal exclaimed, as both He and Damian threw their dodgeball's at the same time at Dirk...who had Zero Chance of dodging it.
Chef blew the whistle ONCE AGAIN. "Dirk! Out!"
"Ah jeez Dirk..." Max thought, once again helping Dirk off the floor.
"Good Job guys.." Blake said, doing a slow clap and giving mock enthusiasm.
Chef blew the whistle to signal play.
"If they can do that, so can we." Jared said to Adam, as they both pick up a dodgeball of their own. "Throw!" Jared quickly exclaims, as Adam follows lately afterwards. Damian and Marshal each catch one easily.
Chef blew the whistle. "You suck!-I mean, Jared and Adam! Out!"
"Wow." Jared said, walking off the court with Adam. "This is going dandy isn't it."
"Go Clara and Brianna-Whatever man damn..." Blake said, just not feeling in the mood now. Jared and Adam sit down with the group.
"You two can do it! Just don't give up!" Laurie shouted words of encouragement from the sides.
"Yeah thanks." Clara replied, while getting hit in the gut by a rocket thrown by Marshal. "UHG!" Clara fell to her knees quickly.
Chef blows the final whistle.
"And Carol's Team wins Round 2!" Chris announces. "I'm starting to get Killer Bass and Screaming Gopher flashbacks here."
"Hell Yeah!" Marshal shouts, giving Damian the hardest high-five ever. Damian rubs his hands together.
"shiiit." He said silently.
"Ah! Are you okay Clara?" Brianna asks with worry, checking on her friend.
Clara groans in pain "I...…...am not in a great way." She said simply, hugging her mid-section.
Everybody on Carol's Team (Except Carol and Her Two Chain-Buddies) walk off the court. While Brianna has to help Clara walk off the court and brought onto the bench...still in pain.
Carol's Team
"Carol...Me and Sarah need to talk to you for a moment." Jaylyn said, "Just for a moment though."
"Uh...alright.." Carol responded, noticing her team, well not noticing them still on the court talking. Then noticing Isabelle and Liz walk up to go to the other team's bench.
"Join our alliance." Sarah said plainly, just catching Carol off-guard and making Jaylyn stare at her.
Jaylyn sighs, "Really?"
"What?" Sarah responds, shrugging. "It was either ask now, or wait until you ask."
"Yeah, but there is a way you ask."
"Ah..." Carol really doesn't know how to respond, as she was just asked into an alliance out of the blue. "Well, I uh..."
"Sorry for that, but we're asking you because I felt like you'd be a great addition...despite...well...y'know." Jaylyn coughs.
"Plus to be fair, it'd be easier to just join since...The Three of us are going to be with each-other nearly all the time, and we really don't seem like we're going to be getting into any disagreements soon." Sarah suggests.
"I-I guess." Carol agrees. "I'll join you two, not like I'm not already joined anyway."
"Great." Jaylyn said, "We're also supposed to have 4 Members...but Carlita is on the other team, so we need someone else."
"Okay, but can that wait though? We're kind of still in the middle of a challenge."
"Right.." Sarah said, watching as Isabelle and Liz go back to their bench.
"What did you two go do?" Samantha asks, noticing they were gone.
"I wanted to go Check on Clara." Isabelle responded. "I mean, they were right there, so I decided to go. It's not like I left and brought her out under the docks or anything like Tyler."
"Mhm." Liz adds.
"But you did leave her in the challenge." Lucy said.
"Uh-Eh...True..." Isabelle nodded.
Khalil's Team
"This is like some David's vs Goliath's." Jared said, sighing on the bench.
Blake smiles slyly. "That plan didn't work so well did it Khalil?"
"Well-" Khalil tries to respond.
"And you're supposed to be our Captain?" Blake continued.
"Y-You guys didn't follow it correctly..." Laurie stammers, looking down and barely speaking above a whisper.
"Sorry I couldn't hear you, what was that?" Blake questions.
"N-Nothing!" Laurie exclaims.
"She said you guys didn't do it correctly, and she is correct." Max told him. "Something needs to change if we don't want to get swept here."
Blake scoffs, "Like what?"
"I-I don't know, something!" Max huffs.
"I know, better teammates." Jared stated.
"True." Blake agreed. "This is what happens when you make the teams out of people who either won or lost the challenge. Makes it pretty obvious who's going to be the better team."
"Then do any of you have a plan we can use?" Khalil asks. "Because it's either we form a plan, or we lose this next round."
Khalil's Team doesn't respond to him, and he just sighs.
"Well come on then, let's just not give up and try!" Clara exclaims standing up, before holding her stomach and being forced to sit back down. Brianna pats her back in worry.
"Yeah, Team Spirit." Blake pumps his fist lazily. Carlita shakes her head.
"I've never seen such a sadder display out there.." Carlita stated, "It's dodgeball, how hard is it throw one, and dodge it when see it coming for you?"
"Well-" Blake stops himself and thinks. "She's gonna probably elbow me again if I say that..." He thought. "For us lesser human-beings, it's pretty difficult. We're not as physically strong as you are. Alright?"
"I noticed. Dirk is shit." Carlita pointed out bluntly.
"At-least somebody else said it..." Max thought, scratching her head and avoiding eye-contact with Dirk, who was just shocked.
"Alright, let's go out there and lose. With Glory!" Adam exclaimed.
"Jeez Adam." Jared said, facepalming.
"Just remove the with glory part, and that's what we've been doing the entire time." Blake said.
"2-0 Carol's Team." Chris announces. Both teams are not back onto the court. "Just so ya know Khalil, if your team loses this round you guys lose the challenge."
"Thanks for the added pressure Chris." Blake said.
"Like we are going to win without it." Jared rolls his eyes.
"Honestly, all of your negativity isn't helping." Tina stated. "Have a little more...hope."
"Yeah, better hope my aim is off." Marshal said.
The dodgeballs are lined up in the middle.
Chef blows the whistle. "BEGIN!
Carlita decided to stay back this time around, and Lucy also doesn't move from her spot, annoying Samantha greatly...
"You just go when you want don't you?" Samantha asks.
Brianna was kind of forced to stay near the same spot, and Clara wasn't in good condition to move. Plus...she could barely stand as she is.
Damian and Marshal once again get their dodgeballs first, as Max drags Dirk to get hers, and she immediately throws it as hard as she could towards Damian. Damian would deflect the ball tho, with the one he was holding.
"Whoa!" Damian exclaims.
"Damn it." Max whispered.
Carol, Sarah and Jaylyn all managed to grab a ball.
Liz and Isabelle both grab a dodgeball, and Liz throws hers at Laurie...who once again caught it.
Liz sighs. "Damn..."
Chef blows the whistle. "Liz! Out!"
Liz and Isabelle's Confessional (#6/4)
"I wouldn't say it was for revenge, but I just wanted to get her out this time." Liz said confidently.
"Also." Isabelle adds. "Do note, I haven't thrown a ball this entire game."
"Yeah, and two of mine were caught."
Liz and Isabelle walk off the court as the teams continue to play.
"Pst! Laurie, can you give me that?" Carlita asks, pointing at the dodgeball she had just caught.
"U-Uh, sure.." Laurie hands her the ball, and Carlita instantly takes aim, and throws it at Mick who was too busy talking to Ingrid in the corner.
"I'd be fine with being dumped in a pool of blood. But-" Mick is hit in the chest by a dodgeball and is knocked onto the floor roughly. "Augh..."
Chef blows the whistle. "Mick! Out!"
"Nice!" Blake exclaims, before catching himself. "I uh...whatever."
Mick grabs his chest in pain as Ingrid helps him off the floor.
Play continues as Lucy looks over at her team's bench..mostly towards Mick.
"You alright?" Lucy asks, still in a bit of a monotone pitch. Lucy is then hit on her shoulder by a dodgeball. "Oh."
Chef blows the whistle again. "Lucy! Out!"
"Lucy...…" Samantha growls, before just facepalming and sighing loudly. "You just continuously hurt my soul."
"Good thing I don't have one." Lucy stated, before being roughly pulled to the benches.
Play started once again.
Marshal throws a bullet at Khalil's dome, which Khalil was able to dodge by ducking at the last second. "Jesus!"
"Marshal out here tryna decapitate people." Blake says, "Already probably gave Brianna internal bleeding."
"I dodge any-WAH!" Adam shields himself as he ducks under a ball thrown at him. "Like I was saying, I dodge anything!"
"Firing SQUAD!" Sarah suddenly yells, as She, Carol, and Jaylyn all throw their dodgeballs at Blake, who had no choice but to take that death.
Chef blows the whistle. "Blake! Out!"
"Yeah I noticed!" Blake yelled.
Play continues as Carol realizes.
"Wait we are losing." Carol announced to the rest of her team that was still in game.
"Oh shit really?" Marshal asked, as he watches a ball fly way above him.
"Wow Khalil, any closer and you may have not hit him." Blake said from the sidelines.
"Well let's change that!" Damian exclaims, throwing a ball at Brianna, who tried to dodge it, but in the end got hit on her hip.
Chef blows the whistle. "Brianna! Out!"
"Aw man..." Brianna sighs, before once again helping Clara move.
Play continued...and for context. The ones holding dodgeballs now are Khalil, Laurie, Adam, Jared, and Max, with others rolling on the floor. While Carol's Team currently didn't have any.
"Okay, we can do this." Khalil brought his team together. "When I say go, we all throw at either Marshal or Damian, alright?" The rest agree...except for-
"Adam! Out!"
"What?!" Jared exclaims, before realizing Adam had already threw his ball...and Marshal had caught it. Jared groans, "Adam.."
"My bad, all I heard was throw." Adam said sheepishly.
Adam and Jared walked off the court, and play continued.
"Alright, just stick to-"
"Hmph!" Max throws a relatively fast ball at Jaylyn, who caught it pretty easily.
"Thanks." She says, smirking.
"Max! Out!"
Max just groans, before walking over to the bench just a little angry.
Khalil sighs, seeing how quickly his team imploded on itself when they had a chance to win, before realizing the game had started back up. Khalil is nailed in the face by a fastball thrown by Jaylyn.
Chef blows the whistle for the FINAL time hopefully.
"3-0! Carol's Team win!" Chris announces, as Carol's Team celebrates in victory! Lucy even joined in this time...albiet half-assed. And...Mick just didn't want to. At-least Ingrid had a small cheer...and Samantha just had her arms crossed.
Khalil laid on the ground for a bit, before eventually sitting up to look at his team. "Well, maybe next challenge." He stated, as Laurie helped him off the ground.
"Khalil, what happened out there?" Chris asks, looking down at the team. "You had them 4 Duo's to 2 at one point."
Khalil sighs and rubs his head. "I don't know, we just..."
"Blew it.." Blake finished, chuckling a bit. "Not me, since I was already out, you could've won us the round you guys, but no."
"Well Khalil, this is what I do know, you and your team are going to this season's first Elimination Ceremony." Chris laughed. "Chef, mind showing them where the Campfire is for later tonight?"
Chef leads Khalil's Team out of the court area, and towards the Campfire.
"Well Carol." Chris said, as her team eventually stopped celebrating. "Your team won the first challenge...unlike last time. Anyway, how do you guys feel? That was a pretty simple win wasn't it?"
"Hell yeah it was." Marshal said, "They couldn't stop me at all."
"Or me." Damian added.
"The other team was just worse. Calm down." Lucy said simply.
"Considering that, their team is probably going to turn into another Team Victory." Sarah stated.
"Speaking of team's." Chris added, "I need your team name Carol."
"Oh yeah!" She exclaimed, before pondering. "How about just The Guardian's-"
"You can't use the same name as before Carol." Chris mentally facepalmed.
"Oh fine...Um...The Improbables?"
"Really?" Chris raised a brow.
"What?" Carol said defensively. Chris just shakes his head.
"Carol, step your team naming game up."
"It's a decent name!"
"Just get out of my sight." Chris said as he hopped down from his chair. The now named Improbables leave the challenge site, leaving just Chris.
"Well!" He exclaimed, turning towards the camera. "In this challenge, The Improbables easily stomped Khalil's Team, with Marshal and Damian doing most of the work. In a few hours, we will have our first Campfire Ceremony of the season, and hopefully Khalil can come up with a better team name than Carol did."
Decided to get there right before it starts
Night-Time.
Elimination Ceremony #1 - Excellent Eleven.
The Excellent Eleven sat down on the stumps, this time though, not being attached to their Buddy or Enemy. Nope, freedom at last...for a while. By the way...the Campfire Pit was all the way on the other side of the Island, opposite of where the Docks were.
"Spoiler, he did." Chris states, staring at the fire.
"Chris, you okay?" Blake wonders, just looking at what he was doing.
"Alright!" Chris exclaims, going up to that barrel podium lookin thing. Earlier though, he had placed a plate full of s'mores there. "Welcome Excellent Eleven...to your first, and most likely not last, Elimination Ceremony. Today we saw domination, and how easily you can blow a winning chance."
"We had one?" Jared asks.
"Now I'll explain the Elimination Ceremony-"
"I have one question, what was the long ass Trek to here for?" Blake asks, "It's all the way on the other side of the Island."
"Haha, yes...That.." Chris chuckles, "I'll get to it. Anyway! The Elimination Ceremony is where you all will cast a vote for one of your fellow members of your team, to be eliminated. The one who gets the most votes, will be kicked off the Island. And once you are eliminated...then you can never return..." Chris pauses a bit. "Ever."
"We all know that is bullshit Chris." Carlita stated, crossing her arms.
"Yeah maybe, but I just like adding that part."
"It was suspenseful in the first season." Khalil added. "But when you started realizing that people could and some would most likely comeback, it goes less and less suspenseful."
"Whatever you say." Chris shrugs. "So! Before we officially get this underway, anything you guys want to say to your teammates before you each vote?"
"I do." Blake said, raising his hand. "I want to say, that, that was pathetic."
"Like you have much to say Blake." Carlita spat.
"I don't, but I saw, what I saw." Blake retorted. "I basically only played 1 Game, because I forced to sit the first due to terrible leadership. Game 2, you got taken out by Lucy of all people, and Game 3, I got ganged on, so." Blake shrugs. "Take that however you want, but I don't think I deserve to go."
"Anyone else?" Chris continues.
Max raised her hand. "Um, this isn't like a speech or anything, I just have a question. Um...will we be put with the same people we were cuffed too?" She asked. Chris shook his head.
"Nope! You get to decide who you want to be with after this. Anyone else want to talk? That isn't a question.
"Yeah, I actually have something to say this time." Max said. "Dirk, no offense...but you held me back in that challenge."
"Well...Sorry." Dirk apologized. "Physical Challenges aren't my thing."
"Mhm." Jared agreed.
"Anybody else?" Chris asks. Nobody speaks up. "Alright then." Chris continues. "Each of you One by One, will walk into the Confessional Booth, and vote."
One Voting Period Later.
"And the votes have been cast, and tallied." Chris said, walking back to the barrel podium...I swear what is that thing-ANYWAY. Chris lifts up the plate of s'mores to show the Campers.
"I have 11 s'mores." He announced, confusing them.
"But that would mean-" Khalil noted, before Chris grabbed one off the plate and started eating it. "Oh."
"Now I have 10." Chris continued, still munching on a s'more. "That means 1 of you, will be eliminated. When I call your name, you are safe, and I will throw you a s'more." The Campers watch anxiously as Chris picks up a s'more.
"Khalil." Chris throws the s'more at Khalil, which he catches. Khalil let's out a sigh of relief as he bites into it.
"Laurie." Chris throws her a s'more, which she gladly caught.
"Clara." Chris throws her a s'more.
"Tina." Chris throws her a s'more.
"Yes!" Tina whisper yelled, catching it.
"Max." Chris throws her a s'more...and it's instantly devoured as soon as she caught it. "Jeez Max..."
"Anyway..." Chris continued, "Next...Jared." Chris throws him one. Jared's shoulder's noticeably relax as he catches it.
"And Brianna." Chris throws her one. She gives a small smile as she catches hers. "All that I have just named, are safe without any votes. Moving on..."
4 Campers remained.
Carlita had her arms crossed unworried.
Blake was mildly confused, and although he didn't show it, was nervous just a bit.
Dirk was scared.
And Adam was also confused.
Chris pauses a bit before saying the next name. "Adam." Chris throws him one. "Only 1 Vote."
"Woo." Adam lets out a sigh, "Had me worried there."
"Blake, Carlita and Dirk. These are the last two s'mores." Chris pointed out.
"Two of you have 3 Votes, while the person being eliminated has 4." Chris continues. "The last two Campers safe are...…."
Carlita was now a bit into it, now leaning forward on her stump. Blake was sweating slightly, and showing that he was a bit nervous. And Dirk is close to dying of a Heart Attack or something, and was fidgeting in his seat a bit.
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"...Blake." Chris tosses him a s'more.
Blake sighs and puts his hand over his heart, "Jeez man, bout to give me a heart attack here." He stated.
"And...….Carlita." Chris tosses her one.
"I shouldn't have even been in the bottom two." Carlita grumbled, munching on her s'more.
Dirk's shoulders deflate as he realizes that..."Man..." He stands up sadly, and defeated.
"Dirk...I'm sorry to say.." Chris begins..."Not really but..." He quickly adds. "With 4 Votes you have been eliminated."
"Sorry Dirk." Max says solemnly, standing up and going over to Dirk. "I...may have caused your elimination by saying that you were holding me back."
Dirk sighs, "I-It's fine.." He replies.
"You didn't." Blake says, getting up from his stump. "It was quite easy to see that Dirk was the weakest link...or well, close to it."
"Oh...So...did you vote for me?" Dirk asks.
"No." Blake answers honestly. "I voted for someone else." Blake looks at Carlita, to see her also looking at him. "But anyway, while I don't think you should be the one going...I guess you are."
"Now Blake, for that question you asked before. That Trek we had, is the Trek of Shame we went through." Chris said.
"S-So you mean I have to-"
"Walk through the Island all the way back to the Docks? Yes, Yes you do." Chris affirmed. "There, the Helicopter will come and pick you up, and send you to Playa Des Losers...A.K.A my used to be cottage was there but...whatever." Chris pats Dirk on the back, and pushes him back on the trail. "Have a fun walk."
"Mm...Alright, bye guys..." Dirk waves sadly, starting to walk through the forest to the other side.
"Cya…." Max responds, waving slightly.
"I voted for you." Carlita says bluntly.
"And you talk about how I don't care about what I say..." Blake grumbled, rolling his eyes.
Dirk is seen walking back through the forest, while some stupid sad music plays, before it eventually is cut-off and a Audio Recording starts.
"I-It sucks to be the first eliminated..." It was Dirk's voice...And he was breaking up...just a little bit. "And...I-I deserved it. I made myself look weak during both challenges...a-and like Max said, I held her back, and she called me out for it...and I don't blame her. I wish I could say I had a chance...but really, I didn't...I don't know if this is the last time I'll be on the Island, but if it is..Well hey...It's just how it goes."
The Camera cuts to see Dirk finally make it to the Docks, where Chef was waiting with the Helicopter. Blaineley was also there waiting.
"Dirk." Blaineley said, watching as he sulked while he walked up to them. "How do you feel?"
"A bit depressed." He said honestly, rubbing his eyes.
"Eh...If it makes you feel any better, I was predicting who would be the 1st Eliminated on both teams..and you weren't my pick for your team." Blaineley said honestly, putting a hand on his shoulder...trying to make him feel better.
"T-Thanks I guess.." Dirk said.
"Alright, time to go." Chef said as Dirk finally boarded the Helicopter. "To a much better Island than this one..." He added under his breath. Chef closes the Helicopter door, and it almost instantly takes off afterwards, leaving Blaineley on the dock by herself again.
Blaineley takes in a deep-breath, before smiling at the camera.
"So! After a...not so grueling first team challenge, in which the Excellent Eleven got destroyed...Dirk is the first person to be eliminated. I didn't see much of him, but I didn't really think he'd be first gone. But! This easily begs more questions. Which team will the next challenge? Will The Improbables continue to win? Or will the Excellent Eleven...and now Excellent Tens...Heh...Bounce back to win? And ultimately, who will be eliminated next? Find out that, and more! On!"
"Total! Drama! Double Down!"
Votes
(Khalil) "Honestly...my team didn't do good as a whole. If I had to pick the weakest person that I have seen on my team so far...It's Dirk..Sorry..
(Carlita) "As much as I DESPISE Blake. Now that I know we won't have to be together, I can eliminate a person I don't be with, and it's Dirk."
(Laurie) "I-I vote Blake...I know what he tried to do...b-by calling Khalil out like that. T-The team needs to work better, not Khalil.
(Blake) "Carlita no doubt about it. I waited the entire challenge for this moment."
(Clara) "Honestly Carlita seems to be...a not so great teammate to be chained to...So, I vote for her...I guess."
(Tina) "Between my two chain buddies, I can't really decide who is worse, Carlita is pretty mean to Blake, but Blake is pretty annoying. I vote Blake.
(Dirk) "I-I don't know...It's probably me leaving...but Carlita has been pretty...mad towards everybody else, especially Blake...So I vote for Carlita.
(Max) "I have to vote Dirk. It's just, during the challenge I felt like he held me back so much, I just couldn't do much with him."
(Adam) "Blake's negativity gets annoying sometimes to be honest. Is that good enough to warrant a vote for him? Probably...Guess I vote for him."
(Jared) "Adam constantly gets on my nerves, and then I'm forced to be with him that entire time, he just-I vote for Adam. I don't care."
(Brianna) "I hate t-to talk badly about someone else, especially if they're not around, b-but Dirk seems to be our weakest link...I vote for him."
Wow! Okay so...7,500 Words, not actually a drop, considering last part was also 7,500 words or something. There was supposed to be a part where the Campers are talking and contemplating who to vote with each other, but...I kind of needed to finish this, as I will be busy with something for a while, and I won't have as much time to write as I have been having.
QUESTION TIME.
1. Not going to ask you how did you feel about the challenge, considering it was basically dodgeball. But what I will ask you, is did you except The Improbables to dominate the way they did?
2. How do you feel about Dirk, and did you think he deserved to be eliminated? If not, then who do you think should have?
3. Speaking of Dirk's Elimination, do you think Max caused it?
4. Also on that same topic, how do you feel about his Last Message? (Okay, I mean everybody is going to get it...XD)
5. Any predictions to who might go next?
6. BY THE WAYZ. The #4 Question I asked you last time, change Centripetal to Centrifugal Rush, Underwater? And you'll find out where I got it from.
7. Late...but did any of your opinions change on your favorite camper(s)?