Massive Drama Island
Not So Happy Campers Part 1
Welcome curious readers, to this new fanfic I made about Total Drama. I would like to apologizes to anyone wanting a new chapter to my other story, but I just felt an urge to do this and if I didn't, it would just impede my other stories til I forget about it or if I just went to making this, so I went with the fun option of giving you readers this crappy fanfic starring one host putting forty teenagers through about eleven weeks of horrendous camping in order to get fame and fortune.
Those Forty campers were specifically chosen by me out of the Seventy-eight characters to compete in either Total Drama or the Ridonculous Race, I say Seventy-eight because there's five who competed in the Ridonculous race who ain't exactly in the same age range as the average contestant. Those five being Kelly, Gerry, Pete, Dwayne, and Dwayne Junior. And while there are Forty campers, that doesn't mean there will be new challenges created for this season.
Also, I want to admit that the choices here were made with my bias, so it's probably not gonna go well with most of you reading this. Starting with how almost half of this cast comes from the first generation.
In addition, I would like to warn everyone here that this story would probably be similar to both the canon series and Fangren's wonderful shuffleverse series. I really don't want this to be seen as a copy and paste of those works so I really put down the effort to make this an interesting story by it's own right.
P.S. Don't expect quick updates since it took me about fourteen months to write down a reaction to a minute and thirty-five second video.
But anyway, lets get into this dumpster fire of a story.
The show begins with a lake view by a dock, with some cliffs and trees beyond the water. A suave man with stubble and youthful outdoorsy clothing pops out from the bottom frame.
"Yo! We're coming at you live from Camp Wawanakwa, somewhere in Muskoka, Ontario. I'm your host Chris McLean. Dropping season one of the hottest new reality show on television, right now!" Chris announced, before it cuts to him walking on the dock.
"Here's the deal, 40 campers have signed up to spend eleven weeks right here at this crummy old summer camp. They'll compete in challenges against each other. Then have to face the judgment of their fellow campers. Every three days, one team will either win a reward, or watch one of their team member's walk down the dock of shame. Take a ride on the loser boat and leave Massive Drama Island, for good." Chris explained before laughing at the end as a picture of the aforementioned loser boat that's taped to a board on wires is brought down before immediately getting pulled up as the host mimic a golf swing for emphasis.
The camera then changes to a campfire with tree stumps for seats with a metal drum barrel in front and a flagpole on opposite sides, one red and one green.
"Their fate will be decided here, at the dramatic campfire ceremonies," Chris explained before walking towards three skewered marshmallows on a plate. "Where after each challenge, all but one camper will receive a marshmallow." Chris continued as he ate one of the marshmallows before throwing away the stick.
"In the end, only one will be left standing and will be rewarded with cheesy tabloid fame, and a small fortune, which let's face it, they'll probably blow in a week." Chris illustrated by showing some magazines with his face on it and a treasure chest filled with riches before placing them down.
"To survive, they'll have to battle. Black flies. Grizzly bears. Disgusting camp food!" Chris explained as the screen then shows flies buzzing around as a bear's hands try to swat them away before roaring in anger, before it cuts to a bowl of maggots with an exceptionally large one with a smirk at the top and center, who responded with a "Hey now."
"And each other." Chris stated as it cuts back to him at the dock. "Every moment will be caught on one of the hundreds of cameras situated all over the camp." Chris resumed as it cuts to a camera in a bluebirds nest with three nestlings as it points toward the mother bluebird who regurgitates a worm to feed her brood, before it cuts to a totem pole as it pans to the top, where a camera is taped to.
"Who will crumble under the pressure? Find out here right now on... Massive Drama Island." Chris finished as it pans back to show the entire front of the island.
Dear Mom and Dad I'm doin' fine, I wanna live close to the sun, Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na!
You guys are on my mind.
You asked me what I wanted to be
and now I think the answer is plain to see,
I wanna be famous.
Go pack your bags, 'cause I've already won,
Everything to prove, nothing in my way
I'll get there one day.
Cause, I wanna be famous!
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
(Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na)
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous (Na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na)
(Fwee, FweeFweeFwee,) (Fwee, Fwee-Fwee-Fwee-Fwee, Fweeeeeeeeeeeee)
After the intro, the camera goes back to Chris at the dock
"Welcome back to Massive Drama Island. All right, it's time to meet our campers, or as I like to call them, victims. We told them they'd all be staying at a five star resort, so if they seem a little pissed, that's probably why." Chris explained as the first boat, more specifically a trawler, arrived to drop off the first camper, who has the face of the standard female nerd while wearing a rather casual shirt and pants.
"Mary, how's it going?" Chris asked the genius, who only responded by looking around camp Wawanakwa.
"Yo, you alright?" Chris asked as he waved his hands in front of Mary, who got a bit spooked by the action.
"It appears that the false advertisement on the pamphlet was a way to attract more unwitting stooges, a la Erik the Red, and make the already unsavory conditions here look even more abysmal in order to set the mood of what type of obstacles we're about to face." Mary noted in a rapid pace.
"Good eye, didn't really know what you're talking about, but head on over there as everyone else gets here." Chris said to her as she went her way to the other side of the dock. "Also, I would rather be called Chris the Purple." the host stated as the next boat, a sport-fishing boat this time, arrived to drop off another woman, who is wearing a police cadet uniform.
"Sanders, welcome to camp Wawanakwa." Chris happily greeted, as the cadet had a disapproving smile after seeing the camp.
"You know lying to an officer is a federal offense, right?" Sanders stated with a suspicious glare towards the smiling host. "Plus, you would get sued over this flagrant use of false advertisement." The cadet added in as she noticed the multiple vast differences between the resort in the ads and the camp they have to actually stay in.
"That's what the contracts are for." Chris said as he pulls out a huge pile of papers that made her look away in embarrassment as she did sign them without really reading it. "Also, you're not a real cop yet, just a cadet." Chris pointed out, which made her wallow deeper into her self-consciousness as she made her way next to Mary.
"Thank you for not laughing at me." Sanders said gratefully after having to psych herself up to get rid of her self-pity while still feeling glad in that she was only the second person to arrive.
"You're welcome, though I should inform you that the a large percentage of the target audience would not withhold their convulsions." Mary replied, much to officer-in-training's confusion before realizing that everything is being recorded for international television. Her response was to put her face on her hands in shame, while Mary put a consoling hand on her back as Chris smirks at her humiliation.
"Here comes Courtney." Chris announced as another sport-fishing boat showed up with a polite and formal girl on its deck who gave a small yet civil wave towards Chris and the two campers before her yacht stopped at the dock, where Chris helped her down.
"Thank you." Courtney said as she appreciated Chris's assistance before walking over to the other two campers. "Hi! You must be the other contestants. It's really nice to meet you all." She warmly addressed to the other two, brightening up their discouraged mood before Sanders remembered something.
"Hey, aren't you the author of the book 'Total Triumph for Teens'?" Sanders asked, as she heard of the name Courtney before.
"Why yes I am." Courtney answered with pride at being recognized for one of her many great achievements.
"I love that book, it really helped me get through the cadet academy." Sanders said with gratitude for the girl who written the highly-motivating book.
"It was a pleasant publication on the determination to win and how much work is necessary in order to be successful at any subject." Mary added with her way of praising Courtney's literature, which the novelist gladly accepted with a smug grin in her face.
Another trawler arrived to drop off the first male contestant, a boy with stubble on his chin and wearing a green hoodie with a blue toque.
"Ezekiel, what's up?" Chris asked, prompting the guy to literally look up at the sky.
"I think I see a bird, eh." Ezekiel responded, much to the three girl's confusion as Chris puts his hand on his shoulder.
"Okay, look dude. I know you don't get out much, been home schooled your whole life, raised by freaking prairie people, just don't say much and try not to get kicked off too early. Okay?" Chris counseled Ezekiel before sending him to the others.
"Yes sir." Ezekiel responded as the girls felt bad for the him. Though it differed with Sanders feeling pity and protective of the canuck , to Mary writing down notes on the pros and cons of home-schooling, and Courtney who kept her pride up, though she did feel a bit sorry for him.
A motor yacht soon arrived, much to the shock of the campers here, to drop off the next camper, a boy that had a geeky shirt, hip pants, and a dorky face who looked at the other campers with a shit-eating grin.
"Cody, the Code-ster, the Code-meister!" Chris voiced out cheerfully as he and Cody high-five each other.
"Dude, psyched to be here, man." Cody told Chris as he smugly walks over to the other campers, more specifically to Sanders and Courtney.
"I see the ladies have already arrived. All right." The dweeb remarked as he got between the two girls with an arm around their shoulders before Courtney kick him in the shins.
"Ow!" Cody yelped out as he hopped around while holding his sore shin.
"Was that really necessary?" Sanders asked the author, who looked miffed at the geek's unwanted contact.
"He should be lucky I didn't kick somewhere else." Courtney stated as Sanders flinched and covered her groin at the implication.
"I get it, you're not interested yet." Cody said as he hopped next to Ezekiel before sitting down to rub his shin in order to soothe the pain.
A trawler then came in to send out a girl who isn't exactly what one would call 'conventionally pretty', especially in the face with the glasses, braces, and ponytail not doing her any favors with societal demands, arrived on the dock.
"Beth, how are ya?" Chris asked as the next contestant cheerfully ran towards Chris before hugging him at the neck, with the host leaning away from her close contact.
"Its so incredulous to meet you." Beth lisped before letting go as Chris dusted himself off. "Wow, you're much shorter in real life ." Beth said as she looked at his height, which is about half a head taller than hers.
"Uh, thanks." Chris replied a bit hesitantly as the cheery girl made her way to the other campers.
"Hi, I hope we get to be friends." Beth said with optimism in her time spent at the island, which did affect everyone else with a content mood.
"Thank you, but I already have enough friends." Courtney replied, backhandedly dismissing Beth's offer of friendship, which dampened her disposition.
"If you don't want it, can I have it?" Ezekiel asked in response to Courtney's rejection, getting looks for asking like it was some sort of real physical object.
"Really? Okay!" Beth agreed excitedly at already making a new friend, even if he was a bit odd.
"Hey everyone, Izzyyy." Chris flatly stated as the next sport-fisher boat arrived with a curly orange-hair girl wearing a shirt with a cleavage window and a green sarong standing on top of the deck.
"Hi, Chris! Hi!" Izzy expressed erratically while waving towards the people at the dock as she walked to the end of the bow before the yacht stopped.
"Hi-Wow!"Unfortunately, she did not stop walking, causing her to trip over the rail and hit her chin on the dock before falling into the water, as .
"Aw man that's gotta be painful, eh." Ezekiel said as he, as well as Cody and Beth, winced from the loud impact.
"Agreed, though as a consolation, even in the event that she had reached the nadir of possibilities, Izzy at the very least didn't suffer from a tongue laceration." Mary acknowledged the prairie kid's comment as she looked at the site of the impact, where the lack of blood and/or tongue clued her in that Izzy still has a tongue in one piece, presumably.
"Guys, she could be seriously hurt." Courtney scolded as Sanders and Beth rushed to Izzy to help her get out of the water, after which she shake off the water on her body like a dog, getting the two to step back a bit while they still looked at her with worry.
"That felt…so, uh…good! Except for hitting my chin. This is summer camp? That is so cool. Do you have papier-mâché here? Are we eating lunch soon?" Izzy rapidly asked after mumbling the first part, much to the shock of everyone as the eccentric girl looks around the camp.
"Uh…best to wait for everyone else before we get to that. In the meantime, go hang out over there." Chris explained
"Hi, nice to meet you." Beth said to Izzy, as she saw her swift recovery and hyperactive attitude as great reasons to befriend her.
"Oh, sweet braces, it reminds me of when some opossums tried to eat through a chain link fence and ended up with pieces of metal that had a bit of blood on them before I had to chase them out by covering myself in garlic and dog fur." Izzy recalled, much to the disgust of everyone, especially Beth, who backed away in fear while she felt disgusted and disturbed when she thought about her braces.
"She all yours" Cody said to Ezekiel while he backed away from the known psycho hose beast.
"Wait why, eh?" Ezekiel asked, confused on what Cody meant by that.
"Because she isn't exactly my type." Cody answered as Izzy made her way next to Ezekiel, who was nervous about what she would do, as she basically an unpredictable nut job that could do anything at anytime to anyone whenever she felt like it.
"Feels like a storms brewing, cause here comes Lightning." Chris said as the next sport-fisher arrived with an athlete wearing a number one jersey and a lightning bolt necklace on top before Lightning somersaulted onto the dock with a pose that showed off his biceps.
"Y'all might as well just give up now, cause Lightning is here to sha-win." The jock declared as he kiss his muscles, getting looks that range from interested, to uncomfortable, to fuming.
"Yeah well you better hope you can handle whatever I'm and everyone else will throw at you before you can win this whole thing." Chris responded with a smirk at the offended athlete.
"Sha-please, Lightning can handle whatever you or any other loser can bring." Lightning scoffed at the thought of not dominating every single thing that gets in his way.
"Well let's see if you can handle waiting for everyone else to show up then." Chris told as Lightning rolled his eyes before going to the other campers, where he was too busy caring about his muscles to talk with anyone.
Another boat, this time a cabin cruiser, soon reached the dock to drop off two girls who both had twin-tails and wore a black and white striped tank top with pink short-shorts, though one was tan and skinny while the other was white and chubby.
"Ladies! Sadie, Katie, welcome to your new home for eleven weeks." Chris announced while he shows the camp to the two as the camera moves to see it's shoddy state that has the buzzing of files to really set the tone.
"Oh my gosh, Sadie look! It's a summer camp." Katie said excitedly while pointing towards the camp, apparently not caring about how it's a complete dump.
"Okay! I always wanted to go to summer camp. Eeeh!" Sadie responded as the two quickly take their bags and run towards the growing crowd.
"Alright, you guys better step aside, cause the master of the cool code is going to show you how to score with the ladies." Cody said as he confidently walks to the two girls, specifically Katie, much to the confusion of the guys, as Ezekiel didn't understood Cody's teen-speak while Lightning didn't really think he needed advice, especially from someone like Cody.
"Hey there ladies, mind if I cut in?" Cody asked the two girls, though seeing as how they were busy talking to each other, it's unlikely they heard him.
"Alright, you ladies keep talking, don't want anyone else to see how well I work my moves." Cody said as he walked backwards while shooting finger guns.
"Am I supposed to do that with girls, eh?" Ezekiel asked Lightning with a confused look.
"Not unless you want to look sha-stupid." Lightning responded
"Ah, another success for the cool code master, am I right?" Cody asked, only to get blank looks from the two, which he ignored.
"What's up, y'all? Leshawna's in the house." A large sassy girl with a ponytail announced as she waved towards everyone on the dock from her cabin cruiser.
"Yo baby, hey, how yo doing? How's it going?" Leshawna asked Chris as they high five before she headed towards the other campers.
"Feel free to quit now to save yourselves the trouble, 'cause I came to win." Leshawna declared before making her way to Lightning.
"Oh what's up my brother and sister, give me some sugar, baby." Leshawna said to Lightning and Sanders as they high five.
"Yeah! But Lightning's going to win this thing." The athletic overachiever responded as he and Leshawna glared at each other.
"Well you better bring your A-game if you want to beat me, cause I don't give up." Leshawna said as she got up to his face.
"Lightning always brings his A-game, and Lightning always win when he does." Lightning boasted as he wasn't worried by the street girl's assertion.
"Hey, let's put the rival trash talk after everyone's here, okay?" Sanders intervened as she got between the two, but before anything could happen, they soon the growing heard hard rock.
The music came from the loudspeaker belonging to a sod who just screams aggro, as shown with his unibrow, goatee, green mohawk, piercings, a spiked choker, and a punk logo on his shirt. The pissed off delinquent then throws his luggage onto the dock before jumping off the cruiser onto the dock himself, all while looking not so pleased with the camp.
"Duncan, dude." Chris said to the delinquent, not caring about how threatening he looks.
"I don't like, surprises." Duncan stated, referring to the advertising deception, as he raised a threatening fist towards the host.
"Yeah, your parole officer warned be about that, man. He also told me to give him a holler anytime and have you returned to juvie." Chris responded, which made Duncan back down and sniff a bit.
"Okay, then." Duncan replied with a smile
"Wait, does me being a police cadet and him being a delinquent have anything to do with us getting on the show?" Sanders asked
"What do you think? That's like about seventy percent of the reason the two of you are here, more you than him." Chris explained, which did make Sanders feeling a bit peeved by how she was added not for her abilities, but because of the potential tension she would have with Duncan.
"Meet you by the campfire, officer." Duncan said with a flirty tone as he walked by the cadet, catching her off-guard before she calmed herself down as they went back to the crowd.
After that, there was another tune catching everyone's attention, this one being the sound of trumpets making a fanfare, before the cruiser arrived to drop off the next camper, who was also the one making the fanfare, a big lad who had a huge afro and beard, while wearing suspenders over a shirt with a stain on it.
The fanfare did soon dwindle to a stop when he noticed the looks from the other campers that range from surprised to annoyed, after which he gave a sheepish smile.
"Beardo, bad news for you man. You're unlucky contestant number thirteen, and judging by the looks of everyone, you're not exactly starting out so well." Chris told the bushy teen, who glumly hanged his head.
"Wah, wah, wah, waahhh." Beardo mimicked the sound of a sad trombone as he walks towards the growing crowd of campers.
"Well, while the number thirteen is considered an unfavorable number in multitudinous countries in America and Europe, Italian and Russian audiences would consider it a serendipitous number, plus Ezekiel and either Katie or Sadie would be considered unfortunate to Japanese audiences." Mary explained, much to the bewilderment of everyone, as they were lost in her long sentences and complicated words, except for the three she mentioned.
"Wait really, is it because four sounds like death and nine sounds like pain in Japanese, eh?" Ezekiel asked with a scared look on his face, though everyone did pause a bit after hearing what the prairie boy said.
"Is Katie going to die? Cause I can't live if that happens." Sadie exclaimed as she and Katie hugged each other for comfort.
"And pain is so not good for me, much less Sadie!" Katie added while still hugging her friend.
"Oh calm down, your not going to suffer just because of a number." Courtney bluntly voiced out to the matching girls.
"Precisely, if we deem every voguish credence as fact, then forgoing habiliments to envelop your midsection would bring typical misfortune, ingurgitating theobroma cacao would precipitate acne vulgaris, and partially collapsing carbon dioxide cavitation bubbles in the joints would cause arthritis." Mary thoroughly explained, though no one really knew what she was talking about as she was using complicated words that were far beyond their vocab.
"The smart thing to do is to simply not believe superstitions and to not panic when a coincidence occurs that relate to your old wives tale of misfortune, otherwise you'll spiral into a fervent cycle of fear, paranoia, and disaster." Mary continued on with less complicated words, thankfully, but they were unnerved by the last part of her sentence.
"Well we're not here to learn about whatever you were talking about, we're here to have you guys go through eleven weeks here to win some major moolah." Chris said with a smile, despite the annoyed tone in his words, as the next yacht arrives with it's contestant.
Stepping onto the dock from an impressive motor yacht was the next contestant, a girl with a sleeveless tank top, cargo short-shorts, and domineering sunglasses that reflected the faces of a scared Ezekiel, a flirtatious Cody, a wary Leshawna, and a happy Izzy who was waving to either Heather or her reflection, which she took off to reveal sharp eyes looking around the island with a not so happy expression.
"Heather." Chris steadily greeted while keeping his smile as Heather angrily walks by him without a word to say.
Beth, in spite of how obviously better it was to not try, still ran up to a still scowling Heather with an excited grin.
"Hi! Looks like we're your new friends for the next ten weeks." Beth said, though it was more like sprayed with her spitting as she talks, which made Heather recoil in disgust while Chris watches in amusement.
"I'm calling my parents, you cannot make me stay here." Heather protested as she walked pass the other campers, prompting Chris to pull out the contracts that pretty much state he can make stay, much to her ire.
"Hey, there's no need for a pretty girl like you to look so mad, I bet you're even hotter with a smile on your face." Cody 'reassured' with a smug grin and arm around her waist, which Heather responded with a finger to his lips while she looks calmly at his eyes, much to his excitement.
"Drop dead, you skeeze." Heather tranquilly replied before pushing Cody into the water, prompting Beardo and Leshawna to pull him back onto the dock as everyone glared at Heather.
"Did you really have to raise his hopes like that?" Courtney asked, which got Heather to roll her eyes dismissively at her.
"Oh please, as if I can get that creep to leave me alohhhh, wow." Heather stopped paying attention when she looked behind her, prompting Courtney to look over there as well before she to was stunned by what she was seeing.
It was the next yacht carrying the next camper, a dude that could be described in one word: Handsome. Everyone else took notice as they were in awe from his incredibly dashing looks, with Sadie actually fainting from the sight of him.
"This is Justin. Welcome to Massive Drama Island." Chris announced to both the stunned campers and then to Justin himself as they fist-bumped.
"Thanks, Chris. This is great." Justin said without any hint of sarcasm or malice in his words.
"Just so you know, we picked you based entirely on your looks" Chris explained to the model, though neither dropped their smiles from the shallow reason for him competing.
"I can live with that." Justin shrugged as he walks to the crowd, where everyone is still dumbstruck to even talk to him, though Beth, Katie, Sadie, Courtney, Leshawna, and Heather did try to have a conversation with him but nothing came out of their mouths.
And with Justin getting all of the attention, it made the arrival of the cruiser and the passenger inside go completely unnoticed.
"Expelliarmus!" A voice yelled out from behind them, causing the campers to look at a bloke wearing a wizard robe and fake beard, who was holding some sort of staff that was raised as he glared at the campgrounds before noticing their eyes on him.
"Greetings, novel warriors, may good fortune descend upon us as we partake in these trials for riches beyond our wildest dreams, especially with how I just dispelled any possible curses anyone might have brought." The weirdly dressed teen said as if it was medieval times.
"Look Leonard, here's some advice, keep quiet on any wizard stuff and you won't end up leaving as early as day one." Chris told the LARPer in an attempt to lessen the predictability of who would be the first one out.
"Of course, any adventure knows to keep an ear out for potentially life-saving advice, though I should not worry, for my magic can give oneself an immense perception boost." Leonard said, completely missing the point of Chris's advice, much to his annoyance.
"Oh, can you make me a pizza with pumpkin sauce, hazelnut toppings, and corn crust." Izzy asked, which made everyone looked at her strangely for her odd request, especially as she's asking a role-player to make some sort of autumn version of pizza just suddenly appear as if he had actual powers.
"I could, but my last spell was quite draining, so you would have to wait til I recharge my mana." Leonard explained, which Izzy seem to bought, as she got out notepad from…somewhere, and writing down her request.
"Well, guess what? This entire island is completely devoid of magic, so you better rely on something else if you want to stand a chance." Chris announced to Leonard, who looked as if his got struck by lighting.
"Alas! My greatest skill has been nullified, but I shall prevail like many other great adventurers!" Leonard declared dramatically, though no one really cared as the LARPer nonchalantly made his way to them.
The next cruiser arrived to drop off a guy much less weirder looking than Leonard, much to the campers relief.
"Topher, stoked to have you here." Chris greeted the charismatic teen, who was ecstatic to say the least.
"Aw sweet, I can't believe I'm actually here, meeting the Chris McLean, I already know that this is going to be awesome, since your the host!" Topher exclaimed as he eagerly shook hands with Chris
"Pfft, suck up." Duncan muttered after seeing the high amount of praise Topher was giving towards Chris.
"Thanks for the complement, but it's not going to get you an easier win." Chris said before pushing Topher towards the other campers.
"As if I would compliment you just to get on your good side, your one of the best legends out there when it comes to entertainment." Topher praised in admiration before he looked at the campgrounds, and instead of being angry or sad at the sight, he actually looked more thrilled on top on his already high enthusiasm.
"Alright, I'm glad to see you're not pulling any punches on us, cause this just got way more interesting." Topher spoke out towards Chris, with high expectations for what sort of exciting challenges are to come for him and everyone else.
"You must be the other contestants, and I got to say, I really like what I'm seeing here. Then again, Chris and the guys who chose Chris for this are already smart enough to know what gets the high ratings." Topher complimented with approval of the other campers, though it soon turned to further admiration for Chris.
The sound of a horn could be heard as their attention went to the yacht arriving with a guy wearing a tracksuit and headband water-skiing behind it.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Tyler!" Chris announced as Tyler waved to at the crowd, only to slip off the skis and roll across the water til he hit the dock, launching him into the air as the crowd watches him soar over them before he crashes into their luggage, causing them to wince at the landing before looking at one of the propelled bags that landed into the water and made a big splash.
"Ugh! My shoes!" Heather yelled out in gritted teeth as she was unfortunately soaked due to her attempting to grab the bag as it happens to be hers.
"Wicked Wipe-out Man!" Chris yelled out to the pile of luggage where Tyler was, who then raised his fist out of there to give a thumbs up, which got Topher, Izzy, Duncan, Beardo, Sadie, Katie, Cody, Justin, Beth, Ezekiel and surprisingly Mary to also give a thumbs up in response. Meanwhile Sanders once again went to an injured camper, setting aside the luggage on top of the jock.
"Are you alright?" Sanders asked as she pulls up Tyler, who looks no worse for wear considering that he just got launched into everyone's belongings after hitting the dock.
"Yeah, it's no biggie. My body's been trained to handle crashes like that for breakfast." Tyler boasted as he hits his chest in a act of macho bravery, before having to rub his chest to soothe the pain.
"Good, cause when you face off against sha-Lightning, you better be prepared for the strike." Lightning declared, putting himself in the conversation to get everyone's attention.
"Well you better watch your…er…mouth cause I'm about to bring the pain…pie!" Tyler shot back, though it felt more like a shot self, with how terrible that response was. Then his bags were thrown at him from his yacht, knocking him back down onto the luggage.
Another cruiser arrived to drop off a slim dude that while not as hot as Justin, still looks incredibly fabulous, as he walked his way to Chris with content and pride.
"Tom, what's up?" Chris greeted the good-looking couturier, who's expression soon went from confident to distaste after seeing the camp.
"What happened to the five-star resort?" Tom asked with an apprehensive tone, scared of what the host will undoubtedly say.
"Yeah, there was never a resort, sorry. But hey, at least you'll spread the word on your fashion blog." Chris answered as Tom internally groans.
"Well its actually both mine and Jen's, otherwise it wouldn't make much sense to call it 'Now Trending with Tom and Jen.', would it? Also shout-outs to Jen, I miss you already, really wish you were here, though maybe not here." Tom said to the camera with a wave for his friend, before he pointed towards the camp with a sickened look.
"Fashion blog? Well if there's anyone here you should keel an eye for, you're looking at her." Heather said as she did a pose with a surprisingly cheerful smile in front of Tom, her wet hair not exactly helping out in that regard.
"Well, maybe you should dry off first, and after we unpack we can maybe talk about it?" Tom suggested, though Heather did not take it well as she soon dropped her smile in favor of a glare that scared the blogger, who promptly ran to the crowd to put some distance between the two of them.
"Don't worry sugar, Leshawna always ready to help out." The sister with attitude said as she and Tyler got in front of Tom, with Leshawna ready to get physical on Heather if she tried anything.
"Yeah, I mean I can't hit girls, but I'll still protect you." Tyler promised with confidence, but while that last part didn't exactly made him feel safer, his over the top optimism does bring a smile to Tom's face.
Thankfully for Tom, a trawler arrived to drop off a cute redhead who looked anxious, especially with when she saw how many people were here.
"The indie chick in the great outdoors, Zoey." Chris announced, much to Zoey's embarrassment from both what Chris called her and the attention of everyone on the dock.
"Chris, how many people are going to be here?" The redhead asked in a whisper so as to not attract anyone's attention.
"With you here, we're about…halfway there to forty." The host answered, much to her shock.
"That many?!" Zoey exclaimed before quickly covering her mouth to stop her outburst from getting everyone's attention.
"Yep, so better get used to it." Chris said as he pushed her towards the crowd, much to her displeasure.
"Hey there hot stuff, mind hanging out with the Codester?" Cody flirted, obviously not passing up the chance to hook up with a lovely lady like her.
"Uh, oh hey there I'm Zoey!" Zoey said out loud while looking in a random direction as an excuse to move away from him.
As Zoey walked into the crowd to avoid speaking with Cody, she walked in front of Beth without really looking where she was going.
"Oh hi! I'm Beth." Beth said excitedly, thinking that Zoey was actually talking specifically to her.
"Sorry, I was just trying to get passed him, I didn't mean to waste your time." Zoey apologized with regret and sincerity clear to hear in her tone.
"It's fine, I'm just so thrilled to be on TV." Beth replied with a cheerful grin that got Zoey to slightly lighten up.
"Really? You don't feel nervous about all this?" Zoey asked, a bit envious of how happy Beth was, especially with how intimidating Duncan and Heather looked, the unsettling antics of Izzy, Leonard and Beardo, and Justin being so hot it just made her feel insecure about every single detail on her. Plus Lightning and Tyler do bring up some rather…unpleasant feelings.
"Well of course I do, but that just makes me want to do it more, after all it can't get worse than being a single child with no friends." Beth admitted as her grin turned into a shy smile, though the last part of her sentence did stun Zoey a bit.
"Wait, I'm also an only child who's here to make friends." Zoey responded after regaining her thoughts, before the two of them immediately hugged each other in understanding.
Another camper was soon dropped off by a cruiser, an attractive guy carrying a guitar and wearing a green shirt with a hand-print logo and camo sleeves.
"Contestant number twenty-one is Trent." Chris announced as Trent walks up to him with a relaxed smile.
"Hey, good to meet you man. Saw you on that figure skating show, nice work." Trent complemented, which Chris appreciated while Topher looked on with skepticism.
"Hey, thanks man. I knew rocked that show." Chris replied with gratitude as he and Trent dap each other with a fist pound, which shocked Topher as he look at the musician with envy.
"Rink Stars on Thin Ice. Not exactly a good title but definitely had a good host who was undeniably the highlight of the show." Topher immediately said out loud, much to Chris and Trent confusion and chagrin, though Chris was puffed up from the compliment.
"I saw that! One of the guys dropped his partner on her head, though they got an immunity that week." Beth whispered as she recounted the episode to the other campers.
"Looks like I'm not leaving then." Izzy replied as she knocks on her head, referring to her accident when she was introduced, something that the six who saw it were a bit uncomfortable with how little she cared about it.
"Hey, no fair, I want to get dropped, eh!" Ezekiel called out, with his less-than-stellar wording making everyone weirded out as they stare at him.
"Sha-please, as if a concussion is going to make you win." Lightning countered as the more reasonable of the group shake their heads in agreement before realizing who they just agreed with.
"Yeah that would be seen as an obvious, out of nowhere ass pull." Topher added in after his attention went to this conversation, most likely to get some extra screen-time.
Meanwhile, Trent looked around the island with a skeptical look, not exactly impressed with what's he's seeing.
"So this is it?" Trent asked as he sees the other campers looking at him in boredom, with Ezekiel picking his nose, making Heather disgusted with the home-schooled boy while she wrings her hair dry, Lightning kissing his biceps, and Leonard going through his book of spells while Izzy reads behind him before flipping a page after she was done reading it much to his surprise.
"…Alrighty then." The musician said with a bit of a worried look on his face while he goes to the other end of the dock.
A sport-fisher showed up from the distance, but the sounds of a fight could be easily heard at the dock, making much of the cast recoil in fear and shock while the yacht stopped at the dyke as two guys rolled out in a brawl, who surprising look like Katie and Sadie if they were boys and had the exact opposite reaction to being together, before their luggage was thrown out and managed to knock the two off each other, which provided Sanders and Leshawna the opportunity to hold them back from fighting each other again.
"Everyone, this is Chet and Lorenzo, step-brothers who absolutely hate each other, and two of our more interesting contestants." Chris introduced the two as they try to free themselves from the girls grip.
"Whoa whoa, why are you two fighting?" Sanders asked as she made sure to keep restraining Lorenzo while Leshawna does the same to Chet.
"I got the answer for that one, and it's funny–to me. Chet's mom and Lorenzo's dad got married to each other but their kids did not like the change at all, so they took it out on each other. It got so bad that their parents resorted to sending them here as their last chance to become more friendly brothers." Chris explained as the step brothers relaxed to the point of Leshawna and Sanders letting them go, though they were still keeping an eye on the two in case they decide to get back to fighting.
"Jerks." Lorenzo grouched at his parents reasoning for making him and Chet go here.
"Don't call my mom a jerk, jerk!" Chet countered as he shoved Lorenzo into Sanders, the two falling onto a pile, though Lorenzo quickly got up to get in front of Chet.
"Shut your word-hole, jerk!" Lorenzo retaliated as he shoved Chet back to Leshawna, who managed to catch him without falling down.
But before the sister with attitude could stop him, Chet lunge towards Lorenzo as the step-brothers got back to square one in a brawling ball.
"Mind helping a sister out instead of chillin out for some duct tape?" Leshawna called out towards, prompting everyone to join in to separate the two, with the most notable being Lighting, Courtney, Duncan, and Tyler.
After stopping the two from trying to rip each other apart, it was quickly decided to put them as far away from each other with the brothers on opposite sides of the crowd, who had their hands bound by duct tape used by Izzy.
"What? You said you wanted some duct tape." Izzy responded as she put the roll of adhesive away while everyone sort of shrugged but didn't mind the restraints on the step-brothers, as it made it easier to prevent anymore fights from breaking out between the two.
An expensive motor yacht, one that made the other yachts look second-rate, approached the island shortly after with a smaller motorboat carrying a group of photographers following it as they rapidly take photos of a quite lovely young lady waving towards them from the docking yacht.
"What the?!" Chris shouted as the yacht stops so that the girl could step onto the waterfront, who immediately ignored everyone in favor of posing for the lensman she apparently brought with her.
"Hey there everyone, Dakota here and I'm here to win this-" Dakota was interrupted by the sound of an electric whack against the paparazzi's motor, causing it to suddenly start and force the freelance photographers to drop their cameras as they try to regain control of their boat as it drives off into the distance.
A scuba diving intern then surfaced holding a stun baton who promptly took the cameras before diving back underwater.
"Thanks man." Chris said in appreciation, before turning to the now annoyed Dakota.
"Um, rude." she responded to the actions of both the intern and host, who kept his smile but narrowed his eyes at the rich model.
"Can't risk spoilers, so no photos that could be uploaded till we finish airing the season." Chris explained as a bored Dakota took out her phone before Chris snatched it off her.
"Hey!" Dakota shouted as she tried to get her cell back, only to fail as Chris moved the phone away from her as she reached for it.
"No outside communication either." Chris responded as he turns off her phone, further vexing the fame-monger as she stormed past him and the rest of the campers, ignoring the attempts of conversation from Ezekiel, Cody, Beth, Leshawna, Leonard, Zoey, and Trent.
"How's it going, eh?" Ezekiel greeted with a hand wave while Dakota just passed by him, which made the homeschooler to look around in awkward silence before putting his raised hand down in slight embarrassment.
"I can give you attention if you can give me yours, if you know what I mean." Cody asked with a flirtatious grin, still wet from when Heather pushed him into the water. The affluent girl disregarded his attempts as she kept her distance from the geek, who still had his grin as he looked downwards as she kept walking.
"Do you want to be friends with me? We can talk about phones or apps if you want." Beth offered with an optimistic smile in both an effort to appease Dakota and an attempt to make more friends. It did not work, as shown in how Dakota was simply ignoring the farm girl who still kept her smile but looked much more nervous.
"What's up girl? Don't worry about your phone, cause we're on television, baby." Leshawna said as she tried to appeal to the senses of what someone like Dakota would like to hear, but her efforts didn't work as she still had her scowl. "Oh, so it's going to be like that, huh?" The brick house questioned as she quickly got riled up at the glamorous daddy's girl, who quickly walked away before things got physical, not that it looked liked she cared.
"Greetings fair maiden, may I lighten your mood with the mystical arts of cards til I regain my powers for a grander show?" Leonard asked as he pulled out a bunch of playing cards in a fashion typical of magicians, only for Dakota to move by him without as much as a glance.
"Sorry to bother you, but would it be okay if I could talk with you? I mean you wouldn't want to, seeing as how you just walked away from Chris looking so furious–I should stop talking now." Zoey rambled until she realized what she just said and quickly stepped back before she made the blond even more angrier and be the target of her frustrations.
"I feel bad about your phone, but getting angry over it isn't going to bring it back." an annoyed Trent admonished to the mad beauty, who did not appreciate someone blocking her way, even if it was a hot guy like him.
"Uh, yeah. I know it won't, but I just need to blow off some steam. It's not exactly easy to be nice after going through that." Dakota countered, much to Trent's surprise and slight guilt, as well as everyone else.
"Well, I guess not." Trent admitted as he looked away in embarrassment as he let Dakota pass.
A fisher boat then appeared before docking, dropping off another blond girl, but this one is much more…plump and rustic to say the least.
"And entering in at number twenty-five is the glitzy pageant queen of pro Am cupcakes and droptanks, Sugar." Chris announced as Sugar made her way to the crowd as if she was walking on a runaway.
"Y'all better gimme dat-air, cause I'm fixin to winning this here pageant." Sugar confidently declared, though no one really took that nor her seriously.
"Wait I thought this was a reality-competition." Ezekiel asked as he looked around to double check the island.
"it's the same thang. As only the smartest, toughest, and cunning person here can win, on top of being the purdiest, which of course is me." Sugar boasted, which got many of the campers to let some snickers at her words, maddening the country girl.
"Hey, watch it hayseeds! Or else I'm gonna chuck every single one of y'all into that there lake and this here creation." An enraged Sugar threaten to other teens, and while some of the less imposing characters did quiet down, others kept giggling with some even laughing at her face, further angering Sugar as she made her way to made good on her word, only to be stopped by Chris.
"Easy Sugar, let's hold back on the maiming each other part til after everyone's settled here." Chris said as Sugar cooled down by taking some breaths before winking towards the cameras.
"Fine, but that don't mean I'm wrong." Sugar muttered as she made her way to the crowd, before seeing Justin and immediately getting in front of his face, much to his displeasure.
"Heidi do, handsome? My name's Sugar, like the food. And what's yours?" The pageant queen asked in a flirty tone in an attempt to woo him, but Justin's face tells a much different story.
"Um…" Justin rapidly looked around for anything to put some distance between them, before quickly grabbing Leonard and putting him in his place as he swiftly walks away from his most abhorrent admirer so far.
"Greetings, mistress of charisma. Unfortunately, I cannot use any of my powers, but your more than welcome to read my spellbook til I reclaim the abilities to once again perform the magic arts." Leonard offered as he handed Sugar his spell book, though Sugar was amazed by a certain word that she could understand.
"Magic?! So your one of them wizards folks? Or one of them lying magicians that cheat by faking it ?" Sugar asked as she looked at the robed one with a suspicious stare.
"I assure you that I am a real master of wizardry, but Chris must have noticed how overwhelming my immense capabilities are for the competition, so he apparently cast some sort of anti-magic hex, most likely by an incantation, magic circle, or a rune to ensure it continues to work during our time here." Leonard explained to the attentive Sugar, who understood what he meant even if the words were a bit complicated for her.
"Hey, Chris! Turn off whatever thingamajig your using so the wizard can do some magic." Sugar demanded to the host, who didn't looked the very least compliant.
"Yeah…no." Chris simply said as the disgruntled pageant queen got back to the crowd.
Another yacht, this one while not as luxurious as Dakota's but still impressive, soon showed up to drop off another girl, who looks rich but not as flashy as Dakota and a bored look on her face until she looked at the island and the other campers when she changed it to a look of disgust.
"Uhh, what is this and why am I here?" Taylor asked with a sicken look on her face as she saw the shoddy dock she was standing on.
"Welcome Taylor, to camp Wawanakwa, where you'll be staying for the next eleven weeks." Chris addressed to the bitter girl as she grabbed her luggage.
"No way, I am so leaving this garbo dreck." Taylor said as she turned around to the yacht in an attempt to leave, only to see that her rich ride had already departed.
"Well you shouldn't have left the boat, cause now there's no other way to get back home unless you really like swimming and hitchhiking. Plus there's the matter of your contracts in case you actually go through with it." Chris cheerfully explained as he waved the stacks of paper in front of her face, further irritating Taylor.
"Urgh! This is so unfair!" Taylor yelled out as she begrudgingly walked her way back to the island, passing a smirking Chris.
"Too bad, not sad, be glad." Chris mocked at the socialite, who responded with a glare towards the unfazed host as she grabbed her luggage and head towards the crowd in an unpleasant mood, who knew to give her some space after having to deal with the same thing with Dakota.
After seeing Taylor settle down, albeit with a miffed expression on her face which Chris did not care about, he looked towards the body of water for a while before he started to get impatient.
"Weird, they should be here already. Did they get lost?" Chris mumbled as he kept staring at the water for any signs of their next visitor.
"No, they already got here and left." A new voice answered from right behind Chris.
"Whoa!" The host shouted as he jumped around to see another blond girl, this one looking much more paler and in a modest green sweater.
"Hey, Dawn." Chris said after a bit of a delay, till startled by the sudden appearance of the moon child.
"Greetings, Chris. I hope that this experience here may help alleviate your desire to reclaim your halcyon years." Dawn supplicate, much to the discomfort of Chris.
"O-kay, go creep out the others with your gackt talk before you give me nightmares." The host said, which Dawn complied as she walked towards the crowd. After he was away from her line of sight, Chris shivered a bit in fear.
"Hello. As Chris has mentioned, I am Dawn and I hope we may enjoy the times we spend in nature in spite of the state of the camp." Dawn said with a small smile towards the closest people near her, which happen to be Beth and Zoey.
"Hi! I'm Beth and this is Zoey. Would you like to be friends?" The farm girl asked with Zoey keeping her head down in embarrassment, despite how asking someone you just met to be your friend can sound a little forceful.
"Of course, your auras tells me that your both caring and delightful people who would be amazing comrades for anyone here." Dawn agreed, though she did confuse her new friends by talking about their auras, but they nonetheless appreciate their new friend.
"But they also say that you're both an only child who had difficulties with forging friendships with other people and thus would be a bit too eager to please." Dawn continued as Beth and Zoey just felt like they've been punched in the gut by her brutal honesty. Unfortunately for them and us, Heather got to eavesdrop on their aura conversation, specifically the eager to please part.
A cabin cruiser then came as another camper, a fat and dorky guy, mindlessly walked onto the dock while he was busy playing on his handheld to notice Chris and the crowd staring at him in various emotions from interest, to indifference, to annoyance.
"Oh yeah, grenade launcher upgrade, now we're cooking." The gamer chuckled after getting the upgrade, despite of where he is.
"Hey Sam.…Hello? Sam?" Chris asked as he tried to get Sam's attention by snapping his fingers in front of his face before nabbing the console off his hands and turning it off.
"Ah man, I didn't save yet!" Sam yelled out in despair as his time in the game just got wasted.
"I prefer to you guys not having escapism from the not-so-great outdoors, the very-so-cheap campgrounds, and especially the oh-so-mortifying challenges, so no video games for you." Chris explained as he tucked the portable into his pockets before putting out his hands for the other devices that Sam most definitely have.
"Do I have to?" Sam asked, really not wanting to part with a major part of his life.
"Pretty much, course if you don't, I'll just use more forceful and funnier methods." Chris answered with a grin, ready to pull out the fun option if Sam refused to hand over his stuff.
"Uh, fine." Sam agreed, as he took out his portable consoles from his customized dufflebag before giving them to Chris
"Wait, you can keep the MP3." Chris said as he handed the music player back to the portly fellow.
"Wait, really?!" Sam asked in surprise as he quickly reclaimed his device.
"Yeah it's not really that interactive, so it can stay." Chris explained as Sam stood up while pensively looking at the only thing he could use while at the island.
"Well at least I can still listen to the soundtracks." Sam noted before looking at the crowd in front of him and remembered that not only did they see all that, so would the rest of the world, much his misery.
"Aw man, I just look stupid right now, don't I?" Sam groaned as he got back up to at least look less pitiful.
"Pretty much." Duncan agreed as the gamer walk over to them without much dignity.
A fisher boat quickly rushed in before it moored as someone quickly leaped from from the vessel to the dock, a grotty and paranoid-looking lad wearing an orange vest and green toques.
"Shawn, how's our crazy zombie nut?" Chris asked the worried teen looking around around for anything green and moving.
"I'm not crazy! The zombie virus is already being prepared for mass infection as we speak, that's why I'm here on this zombie-free island." Shawn denounce against his constantly-used label, insulted by how the truth was just brushed offed, which Chris and everyone else did when they heard his reasons for being here.
"Zombie virus? Like the ones on Murder Mansion or the ones in The Final Beings?" Sam asked, only to immediately groan for reminding himself of the games he had lost.
"Murder Mansion, but there might be some Final Beings zombies if they're really good in mycology." Shawn answered as he quickly checked Sam for any bites or scratches, which got Sam to chuckle from being accidentally tickled even if Shawn apparently exactly know what 'personal space' mean.
"As if. It's highly unlikely, if not outright impossible, to reanimate corpses with an infectious agent, much less by Ophiocordyceps unilateralis." Mary explained, fairly annoyed at Shawn's thought process, though she was glad to be given an easy way to show her knowledge.
"Oh, that's what the government want's you to think. That's why I'm home-schooled." Shawn replied, somehow looking even more paranoid at the mention of the government as he was likely checking for any hidden cameras among the hidden cameras.
"Hey, so am I, eh." Ezekiel said, amazed at how there's another homeschooler even if he was strange.
"Ah good, you got smart parents who know what the real world is like, unlike the public sheep." The survivalist praised which made Ezekiel feel a bit of pride in his upbringing, though also a bit nervous since Shawn said that in front of everyone else who he believes went to public schools.
Shortly following the fearful survivalist, an aloof girl walked onto the dock from the trawler that brought her here, swiftly closing her sizable book on charters and ordinances.
"Entering in at number thirty is Emma." Chris announced with especially high energy in contrast of the quiet glare on Emma's face.
"Are you ready to wreck your body and mind for a massive truckload of dough?" The host asked with a smile towards the straitlaced Emma, who just sighed at the riotous and foolhardy attitude of the gold brick of a man.
"That money is the only reason I'm here and this is the only way I can get that much." Emma replied as she got more serious before settling in the crowd, most of whom were unnerved by the ambitious lawyer, though some were amused by her colossal determination.
After Emma's chat with Chris came a cruiser to drop off a boy and girl duo, who look happy, good-looking, and overall are just pleasant people to be around.
"Hey there, Carrie and Devin, say hello to Massive Drama Island." Chris said as he welcomed the two to the show and the island they be staying at.
"It's so exciting to be here Chris, especially with my best friend by my side." Carrie said cheerfully, as while the place isn't ideal or even fit for any regulations in health and safety, it still gave her some time alone with Devin, albeit with a massive audience that can see everything they do.
"What's up everyone! Hope you're all doing fine while I'm here, especially you Shelly." Devin shouted out to his loved ones, though Carrie did lose her smile at the mention of Shelley.
The two began to make their way to the rest of the cast, only to see most of them glaring at them, with the more approachable people having a more neutral look.
"Chris, what's with the looks everyone's giving us?" Carrie asked as she was more than a little unnerved by the glares.
"I say they're most likely jealous of your normal lives or they ain't fond of your lack of personality." Chris explained with a rather laidback tone in contrast to the insult of their character.
"Lack of personality?!" The two shouted as they stared in shock at the host.
"Yeah you're kinda bland for my taste, but that's why you two are here as the audience surrogates that will most likely be seen stealing the spotlight form the more eccentric campers here." Chris admitted as Carrie and Devin got more dejected from what he and everyone else thinks of them.
"I-I guess that's sort of flattering, since it means we're relatable." Carrie said optimistically, though it was obvious that she was just trying to reassure herself from the sting of Chris's words.
"Maybe we can change their minds, show them that what they see is not everything they now." Devin asserted with determination in his eyes as he hopes for the two of them to make friends and do well in the show.
"Doesn't matter if you do or don't cause I'm still getting paid, and they don't care either way." Chris told the two, bringing down their mood as he was right in how their words are basically empty promises right now, so the only thing they can do now is make their way to the unfavorable crowd and try to stow away from their glares as Chris smiles at the tension.
Fortunately for them, Chris and the cast was interrupted by a heavy sigh, courtesy of a skinny geek who looks like those Jon's you see at indie films.
"Welcome to camp, Harold." Chris greeted the newcomer as he looks around his new surroundings.
"What's he looking at?" Beth asked Zoey, hoping that the indie chick might know more about people than herself.
"Maybe he's another homeschooler, eh." Ezekiel replied, dropping in much to the surprise of the two girls before they recollect their train of thought.
"I'm sorry if we bicker over this, but I think he's just wondering where the resort is." Zoey apologized as she hanged her head down in shame, expecting a livid rebuff only to see Ezekiel with a pensive expression on his face.
"So you mean this show is at a crappy summer camp and not on some big stage or something?" Harold asked in a direct manner, getting straight to the point.
"You got it." Chris answered with a wink and finger guns towards the lanky teen.
"Yes! That is so much more favorable for my skills." Harold cheered with a fist pump as he walk to the crowd before noticing Leshawna, letting out a gasp in shock at the sight of her.
"Whoa, I never seen a girl like you in real life before." Harold said as he got a closer look at the brassy sister.
"Excuse me?" Leshawna asked with a smirk and a raised eyebrow at his strange behavior, knowing where this conversation is going.
"You're real big…And loud." Harold bluntly stated which got Chris and a couple of campers to wince at his words.
"What did you say to me?! Oh, no you didn't! You have not see anything yet! I'll show you big, baby!" Leshawna yelled as the crowd step back before Leshawna head towards Harold to tear him to shreds, while Harold got into a martial art pose that made it clear that he would not make it out in one piece.
Thankfully for him and the more passive campers, Tyler and Sanders rushed in to hold Leshawna back before things get messy while Harold made some air chops.
"Oh yeah, you want some of this? Well, come on then!" Leshawna dared as Harold got into another pose without any signs of fear despite how clear it was that he stood no chance.
"All right, campers! Settle down." Chris commanded in an unusual act of responsibility, which got Leshawna to calm down as she gave one more glare to Harold, who gave LeShawna a sheepish smile before another trawler arrived.
Coming out of the boat came a smart-looking red hair girl with glasses who looked at the island before staring at the smiling host.
"Scarlett! Do you like what you see?" Chris jest as he already knows what the answer is, even if she doesn't really show it.
"It's fortunate that I knew that the promotions were simply a ruse, otherwise the letdown from the hype would have inhibit my intelligence and lowered my chances of victory." Scarlett stated dryly before walking past Chris without waiting for a response, as she knew he and the rest would not understand her lexicon.
At least, until she saw Mary, who nodded in understanding as Scarlett walked by her. And while it could be chalked up as an attempt to ally with her, Mary's posture and facial expressions show that she simply appreciates another peer of apex intelligence, though for Scarlett it's a mixed feeling.
After Scarlett's brief introduction came another boat to drop off a peeved goth girl who looks as if she would rather be anywhere but here.
"Hey Gwen." Chris cheerfully said to the cynical raven with a bright smile as if he wanted to blind her with the shine in his teeth.
"You mean we're staying here?" Gwen incredulously asked as she became another victim of the false ads.
"No, you're staying here. My crib is an airstream with an A.C. That-a-way." Chris clarified as he pointed towards a location far away from the camp.
"I did not sign up for this." Gwen said, only to be proven wrong as Chris pulls out the contracts with her signature, but Gwen opted to grab the papers and rip them before dropping the pieces into the water with a satisfied smile
"The great thing about lawyers is… they make lots of copies."
"I'm not staying here."
"Cool, I hope you can swim though, cause your ride just left."
"Jerk."
"What you gonna do about it, goth girl?" Heather mocked, Ezekiel tried to point out how she didn't want to be here as well, but was stopped by Izzy who shushed the prairie-boy with a hand over his mouth
"Shut it." Gwen snapped as she stand next to Trent, who gave her a kindhearted smile that got her to blush and remove her sour mood for a more bashful smile, all the while unaware of Cody's love-struck expression towards the goth or Topher's watchful glance of their budding relationship.
After that heartwarming display, came an efficient boat sending out a bored fella.
"Our next camper is Noah." Chris said as the apathetic boy made his way to the host.
"You got my memo about my life-threatening allergies?" Noah quickly asked, though it was understandable given where he is and what he'll be doing.
"I'm sure someone did." Chris replied unworried, which Noah knew meant he was secure.
"Good. Is this where we're staying?" Noah asked, surprisingly not that disgusted by the camp, either knowing where he was actually going or was just that sarcastic.
"No, it's your mother's house, and we're throwing a party." Duncan respond with a grin as he cracked his knuckles and narrow his eyes.
"Cute. Nice piercings, original. Do them yourself?" Noah asked sarcastically as he mocked the stereotypical accessories of punks like Duncan.
"Yeah, you want one?" Duncan offered, though it was more like threaten as he hold Noah's lips while holding out a needle that he apparently uses.
"Uh no thanks. Can I have my lip back please?" Noah asked, which Duncan obliged as the bookworm let out a tart "Thanks." and got into place before anyone else got involved, though some of the other campers were giving glares towards an amused Duncan.
An environmentally friendly boat soon arrived to bring in the next contestant, a sweet girl wearing princess attire springs onto the dock as she cheerfully waves towards Chris and everyone present.
"I'd like everyone to meet the fairy tale songbird, Ella, who should not be singing right now." Chris said as he introduced Ella with a warning, which the bubbly girl complied as she covered her mouth with her hands before putting them down.
"~Greetings Chris McLean and company, may this time be wonderful for each of you as it is for me.~" Ella said, though it was more like sang while birds came on to her arms, as the host face-palmed for not listening to his advice but it at least scared the birds away.
"Oh, apologies Chris, I didn't mean to betray your advice, it just hard to hold back my desire to sing." Ella solemnly said as she quietly made her way to the other side of the dock with regret, unaware of the heated glare from Sugar.
"Whatever, just don't do it till after everyone is here." Chris said, annoyed at having to deal with her singing until she gets booted or the entire season if it ends up like that.
A huge yacht then came to the dock, much to the awe of the campers who haven't seen the other yachts.
"Everyone, meet Lindsay." Chris announced as out from that yacht came the most hottest girl they have ever seen, with cowboy boots, a blue bandanna on her blond hair, and big curves in all the right places that instantly grabbed most of the cast attention for obvious reasons.
"Not to shabby" Chris said to the forth wall in approval of the last girl's looks.
"Hi. Okay, you look so familiar." Lindsay said to Chris as she tried to figure out who he is.
"I'm Chris McLean." He explained, but Lindsay didn't understand as he dropped his smile. "The host, of the show." Chris further clarified, a bit dumbstruck by how she couldn't know him as he was all over the ads while she narrow her eyes in examination.
"Oh, that's where I know you from." Lindsay said in realization, much to the disbelief of nearly everyone at the shocking lack of intelligence she has.
"Um, yeah." Chris simply said as a trawler arrived to drop off the second to last contestant, a huge dude that looked rather soft for a brickhouse of a guy.
"DJ" Chris greeted to the big man.
"Yo, Chris McLean. How's it going?" DJ asked as he gave a high-five to the host.
"Hey, are you sure you got the right place? Where's the hot tub at?" DJ asked as he looked around, unaware of the truth.
"Yo, dawg, this is it. Camp Wawanakwa." Chris explained as DJ's mood soured at the actual location.
"Humph. Looked a lot different on the application form." DJ mumbled as he cautiously made to the crowd, careful not to hurt anyone as Lightning was staring at him as he tried to remember who this guy was.
"Bwah-ha-ha-ha!" A stilted laugh gathered their attention, to show the last contestant, a rather small and stout guy.
"Hey Max. Hope you enjoy your new digs." Chris said without much flair, though he did have a smirk when Max looked around the island, before his inevitable shock turned into a bit of humorous anger.
"You will rue the day you forced me into this deprecated excuse of a camp, RUE!" Max yelled out, though no one really cared, with Sugar even chuckling at his antics, much to his frustrations.
"Yeah sure, just get to the crowd." Chris said, which Max complied with some mumbled words of evil threats.
"Alright, first things first. We need a group photo for the promos. Everyone at the end of the dock." Chris explained as he got on Max's trawler before aiming his camera to the posing contestants.
"Okay! One, two, thre-oops! Okay, forgot the lens cap." The host apologized as he quickly remove the aforementioned cap.
"Okay, hold that pose. One, tw-. Oh wait, cards full. Hang on." Chris said as he was getting the camera ready, much to the impatience of the campers.
"Come on, man. My face's starting to freeze." Leshawna prodded as everyone was getting uncomfortable in their positions.
"Evil does not needlessly wait for a mere photo." Max stated as he was quickly getting irked.
"Yeah, it's not good for a host, especially one as amazing as you, to mess up this much." Topher said in addition, both praising and criticizing the host.
"Got it, okay. Everyone say Wawanakwa." Chris said in anticipation.
"Wawanakwa!" Everyone cheered out before the dock gave way, the photo ending as a shot of them reemerging from the water.
"Okay guys, Dry off an meet me in ten." Chris told the submerged contestants as the screen cuts to black.
And that's the first chapter of Massive Drama Island. And for any future questions such as, 'Will this suck?', 'Does it have shocking moments and/or eliminations that would just piss me off?' and 'Would I be satisfied after reading this shit?' to which I respond with yes, maybe, and no, just no.
Also I would to hear who was the most surprising contestant to be here, and any predictions for eliminations, wins, and/or interactions among the forty competing.