AN: Chapter two and the first challenge completed, which means in this chapter we also get through the first elimination. But first, I have a review to address:
Guest: I noticed your liking to Ezekiel. I hope to please your need to have him in a more prominent role than just a first boot like usual.
Screaming Gophers: Zoey, Vi, MoonMoon, Kim, Alejandro, Sophie, Scott, Patrick, Ezekiel, Topher, Dakota
Killer Bass: Samiya, Zephyr, Duncan, Antony, Sierra, Sybil, Duncan, Geoff, Scarlett, DJ, Jaden
The episode began with Chris on the newly repaired dock on the island. "Last time on Total Drama Island," Chris began with the same enthusiasm seen last episode. "Twenty-two campers have signed up to spend eight weeks right here at this crummy old summer camp, then face the judgment of their fellow campers. There's been good impressions," Chris said with footage of Alejandro arriving on the dock, "and some bad," he finished with a shot of Jaden. "But ultimately, only one of them can win on Total! Drama! Island!"
(Opening Theme)
[Dear mom and dad, I'm doing fine.]
The theme tune opened with a shot of the Wawanakwa dock then began flying across the island at lightning speed. If first flew by Chris, then sped up the thousand-foot cliff.
[You guys are on my mind.]
Reaching a climax at the top of the cliff, the camera then pans down and dives into the lake below. Zoey was shown under the lake water in a bathing suit with a snorkel and digs through the sand. She finds a rock shaped like Chris's head and Sierra comes barreling in from off-screen at snatches it with a crooked smile.
[You asked me what I wanted to be and now I think the answer is plain to see.]
The camera moves to the surface of the lake where Scott is in a small rowboat fishing. He reels something in but then the line breaks dropping the fish in midair. Before it can fall back into the lake, an eagle swoops in from above and grabs it and carries it into the skies.
[I wanna beeeee famous!]
We follow the eagle until it drops the fish into a spot in a clearing where DJ was meditating with a group of wildlife. When it lands, it triggers the animals to attack him. The camera pans to show Sybil laughing at the exchange, then further back to show Samiya raising an eyebrow.
[I wanna live close to the sun.]
Moving on the top of a waterfall, Patrick and Kim are seen slap-fighting at the top from inside a life raft. They both notice the falls then start screaming.
[Well pack your bags 'cause I've already won!]
Alejandro catches and grabs Kim mid fall and flashes her a charming smile causing her to blush.
[Everything to prove, nothing in my way,]
MoonMoon rips open the door to the outhouse confessional and starts shooting Topher with her dark gun who tries desperately to block his face. Zephyr runs onto the scene and grabs her by the collar looking angry.
[I'll get there one day!]
Chef Hatchet is show inside the mess hall fist deep into a sickly green soup. He shifts his eyes to the left and the camera moves the same direction, revealing Duncan and Ezekiel tied up presumably about to be fed the slop.
[Cause I wanna beeeee famous!]
Further left, Sophie and Scarlett are playing a game of chess. Scarlett makes a move then Sophie, sensing she's already lost, throws the board onto the ground scattering the pieces everywhere. Afterwards, we move onto the beach. Vi is on them reading a book and Antony and Jaden in front of her. Jaden plays the air guitar and when he's finished, Jaden gives him a write up.]
[Na-Na nananaaa nananana-naa Na-na nanananaaa]
Geoff is swimming in the lake when a shark burst out of the water and chomps down, narrowly missing him. Geoff swims away as fast as a bullet but the shark gives chase.]
[Na-Na nananaaa nananana-naa Na-na nanananaaa (I wanna be! I wanna be! I wanna be famous!)]
Dakota grabs the camera and moves it onto herself, giving it a kiss which leaves a smear. An intern rubs it off while Dakota calls a number on her phone. The paparazzi arrive and she poses for them but Geoff swims on screen followed soon by the shark. It takes a bite out of the dock scaring both Geoff and Dakota.]
[Na-Na nananaaa nananana-naa Na-na nanananaaa (I wanna be! I wanna be! I wanna be famous!)]
The camera moves up showing the sun which transitions into the moon. It pans back down to show a campfire. Chris holds up a plate of marshmallow then Renee shows up from behind and shouts something, then waves her hand which has a hook on it. The camera pans out slightly to show the rest of the cast by the campfire whistling the theme tune and the title of the season on the sign above.
The episode opened where last one left; on top of the thousand-foot cliff with the entire cast (save MoonMoon) were wearing swimsuits. "Okay," the host began. "Your first challenge is three-fold. Your first task is to jump off this one-thousand-foot high cliff into the lake."
"That all?" Scott snorted.
The camera moved to show to concentric circles – one significantly wider than the other in the lake. "If you look down you will see two target areas. The wider area represents part of the lake we have stocked with psychotic, man-eating sharks." Geoff lifted his hat in worry. "Inside that area is a safe zone. That's your target area, which we're pretty sure is shark free."
"Uh, pretty sure?" Kim gasped.
"For each member of your team that jumps and actually… survives, there will be a crate of supplies waiting below. Inside those crates are the supplies that you'll need for this challenge; building a hot tub! The team with the best one gets a wicked hot tub party tonight! The losers will be sending someone home. Let's see… Killer Bass, you're up first!"
Geoff looked over the edge. "Right, yeah… who's going first?"
The entire Bass team was shown completely silent. Eventually, Renee slowly raised her hand.
"I will stay behind," Jaden said. "It is my duty to ensure everyone jumps before I do the same."
"I suppose it should be safe enough," Scarlett informed. "After all, any reality show would be foolish to put us in any actual danger lest they risk potentially crippling lawsuits, so I'm sure this was well tested beforehand. Right?"
Earlier.
"We need to test the stunts first, you know that," Chris said to his co-host.
"Do I look like an intern?" the man asserted.
"No," Chris said rather bluntly. "But the ones we had are in the hospital. Besides, what are you? Some kind of chicken? Just jump already!" he demanded, then acted like a chicken in a mocking manner.
Chef put on a pair of swimming goggles. "I don't get paid enough for this."
Chef jumped into the water screaming the whole way down, missing the safe area completely. He surfaced, desperately catching his breath. "Hey! I made it! I made it man…. AH! Something just brushed by my foot!" he shouted, then turned to face the cliff. "Hey Chris, man! Something ain't right down here!"
Chef got pulled below the surface and quickly rose back up, gasping then ran on top of the water back to land. Chris marked on a clipboard. "Well, that seems safe enough."
"I guess I'll be the first jumper," Renee decided. "Being shark bait isn't such a bad way to go, as far as death is concerned."
"After you," Duncan said.
Renee moved toward the edge of the cliff. "Well, here goes..." she said. "Meet you guys at the bottom. If I'm still alive. Just remember to give me a proper funeral if I dieeeeee," she yelled as she jumped down into the water.
"No way!" Antony shouted as he pushed through his team. "I ain't about to be outdone like this! I'm jumping too!"
Renee landed in the water followed shortly by Antony who nearly landed on top of her, though miraculously both landed within the inner ring.
Up top, it appeared to be DJ's turn. "No way, man. I ain't jumping."
"Scared of heights?" Chris said faux-consolingly.
"Yeah, ever since I was a little kid," DJ said.
"RAAAAUGH!" Jaden stormed forward and barreled into DJ, shoving both boys off the cliff. Unfortunately, both landed outside the safe zone and inside the range of a nearby shark which bore its teeth then licked its lips.
DJ screamed and just in time, both scrambled onto the boat.
"Next!" Chris chirped.
"Look out below," Samiya called before she dove off the cliff.
Next was Geoff, who fell down the cliff calling out "WOOHOOHOO!" all the way toward the water.
Duncan fell with both arms cross seemingly neither afraid nor excited by the fall.
"Hey, Chris!" Sierra cooed when it came to her. "I just wanted to let you know that I noticed that this challenge is a reference to your failed Cliff Divers Extreme Makeover movie – my mom has a copy in her office, it's one of the only six copies ever made, heeheehee."
"What – I thought those were all supposed to be burned!" Chris rose.
"Oh, I have a second copy!" Topher piped up. "I remember the scene where your hang glider landed in a porta-potty. Comedy gold man!"
"Really, now?" Alejandro said with a raised eyebrow.
"Just jump, Sierra!" Chris snapped.
Sierra obediently did so and after she was gone, Chris addressed the cameras. "This is not making it into the final cut!"
Sybil walked over to the cliff next, obviously afraid. "I can't do this. Th-this just seems really dangerous."
"If you feel that would be best, there is no harm in doing so," Zephyr agreed. "I, however, feel it would in my interest to help as much as possible.
"That's nice and all, but it also makes Sybil a chicken," the host said. "And as a chicken, she gets to wear one of these." Chris pulled out a hat in the shape of a chicken. "And you have to wear it for the rest of the day."
"That's okay," Sybil said dejectedly. "It's better than jumping, at least."
Sybil flinched as the cap was put on her head.
Zephyr dove off the cliff in cannonball formation, leaving Scarlett as the only member left who hasn't either jumped or refused to do so. "What do you say," Chris said. "You gonna jump?"
"We already have one quitter," the brainiac said thoughtfully. "I feel if everyone else made it, then the odds should be in my favor to do the same. So yes, I will jump."
Chris pulled out a megaphone. "Okay, last jumper for the Bass!" he shouted throughout the island.
Scarlett jumped off the cliff and landed safely in the center circle. She spat out a squench of water when she surfaced and a boat arrived to pick her up.
"That's ten jumpers and one chicken," Chris said back up top. "Gophers, if you can beat that we'll throw in a pull cart to put your crates on."
"Nice, Chris!" Topher said with a thumbs-up. "So who's first?"
"I suppose that will be me," Alejandro offered. "A great leader should lead by example, so I will do exactly that. Meet you at the bottom, lovely señoritas!" Alejandro swan dove into the lake below and landed square in the center of the target.
Confessional
Sophie: "Ahhhh, Alejandro," she said dreamily. Suddenly, she shook herself out of her daze. "Wait a frickin' minute, I don't remember electing him leader! I don't even think we need a leader!"
"Guess I'm up then?" Zoey said when it fell to her turn. "Here goes nothing..." She jumped off the cliff, screaming the whole way.
She was followed by Sophie who fell with her back to the water.
Ezekiel was next with both arms raised in the air yelling, "YEEHAW." At least, that was until he hit a rock jutting out of the cliff that sent him spinning.
"Right, so..." Topher said as he neared the edge of the cliff. "I don't suppose you can allow a pass for your favorite contestant, yeah?"
"No can do, Topher," the host declared.
"I kinda thought so," he said dejectedly. "Do you know how long it takes to get my hair like this? There's no way I can get it wet! I'm afraid I'm gonna have to decline this one, man."
"That's okay, but it does make you a chicken."
"MOONMOON!" the space girl yelled from behind. "BRAAP BRAAP!" she said, imitating a laser beam noise. She shot her dart gun at Topher who jumped forward in surprise and leaped right over the cliff. MoonMoon ran and jumped off right behind them.
Topher landed in the center while MoonMoon landed slightly ajar from it. A shark swam up and threatened to eat her, but in response she shot the dart right into its mouth. It covered its mouth and yelped like a dog then swam away.
"Well that was impressive," Chris shrugged. "Who's next?"
Kim tapped her foot impatiently. "I mean, I don't want to jump but, like, all it takes is for one more after me and we lose, and," she looked toward Dakota and Patrick. "I don't expect at least one of them to jump, right?"
Vi nodded. "Excellent calculation, I observed the same probabilities."
"Yeah, what she said," Kim said uncertainly. "So yeah, I'm jumping."
Kim leaped off the cliff screaming the whole way down followed shortly by Vi, who just seemed disinterested by the whole thing.
Only Scott, Dakota, and Patrick were left up top.
Scott nudged Patrick. "I don't really see the big deal with you guys jumping. I mean, we've got such a good team already, especially with you on our side, that we probably won't even need that wagon anyway, right?"
"Indeed. Verily, I say!" Patrick emoted. "Clearly someone here has good sense."
"I don't think I could do it anyway," Dakota offered. "I'm not here to win anyway, so I'm not going to risk my looks on this awful show."
Chris leaned forward teasingly. "But, if you both refuse that means your team won't get the wagon. And then they'll hate you. And then they'll vote you off."
"Please," Patrick boasted. "Nobody could ever hate me."
Chris pushed the chicken hats on the two quitters. "Be that as it may be, you're still a quitter which means you have to wear these. For the rest of the day. Later losers!" After the two had left down the hill Chris finally addressed Scott. "What about you, eh? You've already missed out on the cart, but you can still avoid the chicken hat. Jumping?"
"Sure, why not," Scott said.
Confessional
Scott: Scott is throwing a rock against the sides of the confessions. He chuckles. "Here's my brilliant plan – if I throw the challenges then my team will have to vote people off. And that means every night it's my decision on who's going home. When it comes to the merge, the other team will underestimate and I can pick 'em off!" He throws the rock against the wall one last time, but it bounces up and hits him in the eye. "Ow!"
Scott landed in the center and spat out water.
"The winners" Chris called from above. "The Killer Bass! As for the Screaming Gophers, I hope you have some strong arms. You'll neeeed them!"
"Al," Sophie said as she jogged up to the Hispanic man who was carrying one of the boxes by hand. Alejandro tried to hide his eye twitching. "Hey, Al!"
"I would prefer it if you called me, 'Alejandro'."
"Right, Alejandro," Sophie said. "I just wanted to say, besides you I'm pretty sure our team just sucks. Patrick and MoonMoon are obviously dead weight. I don't see Kim's germaphobia being useful any time soon, Zoey's too nice for her own good, and Dakota's not even trying to win!"
"I see your point," Alejandro said with a finger on his chin. "Is it an alliance you offer."
"Exactly," Sophie said. "The two of us could control this team like sheep. None of them stand a chance."
"True enough," Alejandro said lightly. "An alliance it is!"
"Good," Sophie said. The camera panned over to show her fingers crossed behind her back.
The Killer Bass were carting their boxes toward the cabins with ease. Scarlett and Samiya were working together to pull their own cart, though it was clear that Samiya was pulling more weight.
Scarlett adjusted her glasses. "I think it would be prudent for the two of us to form an alliance, Samiya," Scarlett offered. "It's no secret that physically I'm one of the weaker members of the team. No doubt if we lose, Jaden will try to target me, which is why I think the two of us should work together. It's dangerous to keep him around anyway, don't you think?"
"I don't do… alliances," Samiya said. "My independence is very important to me, and an alliance is just another form of manipulation. The answer's no."
"Ahem," Scarlett coughed, visibly annoyed. "My statistics suggest that alliances are the secret to winning reality shows like this."
"Don't you have someone else to bother?" Samiya sneered.
Scarlett gave a slight frown.
Kim struggled to push one of the boxes, then suddenly winced in pain. "Ow, splinter!" she yelped.
"Here," Scott said as he came by. "I'll help with that."
Scott picked up the crate and together Scott and Kim managed to move it a few feet. Then, Scott purposely dropped the crate on Kim's foot causing her to pull back and grab her foot in deep pain. "OUCH!" Kim screeched. "Watch it!"
"Oops, finger slipped," Scott lied.
Alejandro passed by the two carrying a crate, which inexplicably had Patrick on top of it. Scott raised an eyebrow. "Your legs don't look broke to me."
"Patrick here," Alejandro said through his teeth. "Has decided it would be more efficient for him to be carried rather than walk."
"Royalty does not risk getting sand in their shoes," Patrick asserted. "I don't like sand. It's rough and coarse and irritating and it gets everywhere."
"Pfft," Scott spat. "Baby."
Kim took another step forward. "Ow…" She stumbled forward. "I think my foot might be broken."
"Hey dudes," Geoff announced. "We made it to the campgrounds!"
"Naturally," Scarlett agreed. "We had access to machines used to reduce the effort needed to transport the crates while the other team did not, therefore it would only be reasonable to assume we'd get there first."
Duncan passed with a roll of his eyes. "Whatever, man. We need to start work on the tubs."
"Guuuys," Dakota whined. She slumped down on a crate she was pushing with Zoey. "I'm tired, I can't do this anymore. And I'm getting all gross and sweaty, and that's not a good look on me."
"We're almost halfway there," Zoey strained.
"Oh, move over," Sophie came and shoved Dakota out of the way and started pushing alongside Zoey as well. "We'll never finish at this rate." While pushing, Sophie affixed her glare onto Dakota's hat. "At least sweaty is still a better look than that. You know you and Patrick cost us the win, right?"
Dakota looked agape. "But that's not fair!"
The shot panned out to show the progress the Bass made so far. Three crates, the one Alejandro and Sophie carried together, the one Alejandro carried with Patrick on it, and the one Kim and Scott and eventually just Scott, were already at the camp. Alejandro had almost made it back with his third crate and Sophie was now pushing Dakota and Zoey's near the front. MoonMoon was near the middle and Topher was working on his own in the back as was Ezekiel. Finally, Vi was nowhere to be found.
"Where the heck did fish eyes go?" Topher noticed.
Ezekiel scratched his nose. "Uh, I dunno, eh?"
The shot cut back to the campgrounds and showed the Killer Bass opening their crates using their mouths. The host walked by the group. "Remember you can only use your teeth to open the crates. I came up with that one."
"Hey Chris, one time I dreamt that I met you but then a tiger showed up and then it ate you. But you were okay though!" Sierra said. "And then I choked it out and rescued you," she growled.
Jaden gave a rope a great tug using all the force in his neck and it came apart easily. He gave the rest of his team a glare, revealing several tools such as a hammer and a box of nails. "What is taking you guys so long?"
"Some of us," Scarlett gritted. "Don't have… the strength required to do physical activities… such as this."
Samiya's box opened soon after and left a pile of wood and what looked like a pool heater.
Ezekiel was the last of the Gophers to get a crate to the campground when he noticed Vi sitting on a crate that she somehow got to the camp beforehand. "How'd you get here so fast, eh? I didn't even see you?"
"Me?" Vi said inquisitively. "I borrowed on the Bass' carts after they were done with them. Moving it was trivially easy after I got the crate on it. After that, it was only a matter of finding the weakest point of the crate."
The camera panned over to the Bass' side of the camp where several crates were now being opened.
"Wood!" Antony shouted after he got his crate open. "Hell yeah!"
Nearby, Scarlett was cataloging the parts the team found and organizing them into a way to put the hot tub together. "This goes… here, and this – "
Sybil poked Scarlett on her back. "Uh, I got the tarp, I think?" she said quietly.
"Ah, that's the pool liner," Scarlett pointed out. "Excellent."
Nearby, Kim flagged the host down. "Chris," She said when he arrived, jogging over. "Do we have a nurse here? I think I might've broken my foot."
"Not really, per se, but Chef Hatchet has some medical expertise. If you have any problems, you should go see him."
"You know, actually, it's feeling much better, thanks," Kim said in a false-cheery tone. She stood up and almost slipped on her foot then regained her balance. "Uh, see? Perfectly fine!"
"Right," Chris blinked.
"Uh, Chris?" Alejandro came up. "I can't help but notice that none of our crates have any wood and yet the Killer Bass do. Is there any reason for that?"
"Well, it's simple," he said. "You only had nine jumpers and so you only had nine crates. If I were to guess, I'd say your wood would be in one of the crates that you didn't get," he explained. "So in other words, it must suck to be you guys!"
"Right," Alejandro said reluctantly.
Sometime later, the Bass were nearly done with their tub when Jaden had an objection. "The walls aren't high enough," he decided. "It's making it look too short and the water won't be deep enough."
"Any higher and the whole structure risks collapse," Scarlett pointed out.
"The presentation is all wrong. If we don't, we will lose," Jaden said. "And if we lose, I will personally see to it that you are blamed for our failure and have you eliminated… tonight."
Zephyr put his hand on Jaden's chest. "Calm down, there's no need to talk about elimination yet, we're still in the lead. Respectfully, you should back down or face the consequences," he said grabbing the hilt of the sword on his back.
Jaden leaned forward. "Are you threatening me for leading my team." He relaxed a little. "Fine. You'll see who's on top eventually. I always get my way in the end, because I'm always the best."
"I know a villain when I see one," Zephyr said. "Know that you have made an enemy of me."
Samiya hammered in a nail into the last plank surrounding the hot tub. "Guys, get over yourselves and get to work!"
The Screaming Gophers had built a metal support structure around what would be their hot tub but still had no way to actually enclose it without wood.
Vi sat in the leftover pile of one of the boxes that had been taken apart. "I see..." she said to herself.
"Señorita!" Alejandro said as he leaped into the area. "Did you figure something out?"
"The wood from the crates is of similar thickness and strength to the wood the Bass are using for their hot tub – logically, they should be a viable material if the holes are covered."
"I have duct tape, eh!" Ezekiel said in an excited voice.
"That'll work," Vi decided.
Both hot tubs were nearly finished, there was just one more touch the Bass' needed, which Sierra thoughtfully added. It was an emblem of Chris's face giving their team a thumbs up for their tub.
"You know, sucking up to Chris probably wouldn't hurt us in the long run, anyway," Renee said.
On the Gopher's side of things, MoonMoon threw a barrage of multicolored beads into the team's hot tub which eventually turned the water into a glowing space-age sort of dance of color. "Excellente! It reminds MoonMoon of her home on Jupiter!"
"I'm not even gonna bother," Sophie said blankly.
"It seems both teams are done," Chris said. He moved over to the Bass' which was now steaming and bubbling perfectly and the wood design seemed in excellent shape. "This… is an awesome hot tub. I especially like the portrait of yours truly! Could be a little taller, though."
Jaden crossed his arms haughtily.
Chris examined the Gopher's tub, and it was in far worse shape. The wood was uneven and displaced, overlapping itself and jutting out in odd proportions. Chris knocked on the side of it, and a jet of water squirted out onto his face and began draining all the rainbow-colored water onto the ground.
"Well," the host said. "I think we have a winner here! The title goes to the Killer Bass! You guys are safe from elimination and you get to keep the hot tub for the rest of the season! Bonus!"
"Screaming Gophers," Chris said. "What can I say, it sucks to be you right now. I'll see your sorry butts at tonight's campfire ceremony. Toodles!"
Renee clapped and turned to DJ. "Isn't this great? We get to stay for another three days!"
"Yeah, man," DJ said.
"WOOO!" Geoff cheered.
"Yeah, cheer while you can," Sophie said with a roll of her eyes. "We only lost because of a lackluster team. When it comes to beating individual challenges, I'll win every one of them," she boasted with a smirk.
"Who are you calling lackluster?" Patrick huffed.
"Shut up, Patrick," Kim said blankly.
Confessional:
Scott: "Losing was way too easy this time, all I had to do was give the right people a little nudge. Now all I have to do is pick who I want to go home, and the way they performed they made it so easy," he said with a laugh that was half snort. "I'm sending home..." The confessional suddenly cut off.
By dinner time, the Gophers gathered around to discuss who they would eliminate. "What now?" Zoey asked. "It's all so hard to decide, I don't want to have to vote any of you off."
"I could name three," Sophie said. "It's hard to pick between them, though. And Kim has her hurt foot, to add on to that."
"I don't think it's broken after all, it's getting better. I think it should be MoonMoon," Kim admitted. "She's so annoying and it embarrasses me every time I say her name. Also, she keeps shooting people with darts."
"They are lasers!" MoonMoon asserted. "And I wouldn't have to shoot if people would stop annoying me! MoonMoon thinks the two quitters should be blasted off!"
"Hey, at least I'm pretty!" Dakota defended.
"And I'm your most valuable asset," Patrick added.
"Really?" Scott snorted with a grin. "You didn't even jump and you refused to help move the crates. Alejandro had to carry both you and a box."
"That's not – " Patrick blurted.
"I'm with Scott, I think today's decision is obvious. Both for our sanities and our team," Alejandro admitted.
Ezekiel was in one of the bathroom stalls in the communal washroom while Alejandro washed his hands after having used it as well. "I can see how we lost, eh," Ezekiel blurted out. "Seeing as we have more girls than they do. My dad told me to look out for the girls here, eh, in case they can't keep up."
Alejandro turned off the sink. "You may want to rethink that. You've seen Samiya on the other team, right? she'd probably hurt you if she heard you say that. Sophie would probably have some unkind words for you too."
"Hmm, I guess you have a point, eh."
"Listen, homeschool. If you follow me, I can teach you a thing or two. I'll take you all the way to the top."
Ezekiel popped out of the bathroom and gave the man a salute. "Okay, sir!"
Confessional:
Alejandro: "Poor Ezekiel, what a misguided fool. But fools make the best company, and so with him, Zoey, and Sophie on my side, well, there's nothing that will stop me from making it to the finale. It was inevitable, really."
The eleven members of the Screaming Gophers finally gathered at the elimination ceremony. Sophie sat in the front row and made a throat-slitting motion toward Patrick, who huffed in response.
"Killer Bass!" the host began. "At camp, marshmallows represent a tasty treat that you enjoy by the fire. At this camp, marshmallows represent life!" he said, raising a plate of the treats in the air. "You've all cast your votes and made your decision. There are only ten marshmallows on this plate. When I call your name, come up and claim your marshmallow." He lifted a finger in the air.
"The camper who does not receive a marshmallow tonight must immediately return to the Dock of Shame to catch the Boat of Losers. That means you're out of the contest. And you can't come back," he said pointing at the cast to incite fear. "Ever." Wide eyes were all around.
"The first marshmallow goes to… Topher."
The Junior Chris got up and grabbed his marshmallow excitedly. "Thanks, Chris!" he announced.
"Scott," the host continued.
"Of course," he smirked.
"Vi," he said.
The girl got up and grabbed her marshmallow without saying a word.
"Ezekiel!" he announced. "Glad to see you make it through the first elimination!"
"Thanks, eh," the scruffy boy said as he took his marshmallow. "I'm trying really hard to win this!"
"Zoey," Chris said next.
"That's a relief," she admitted.
"Kim," he said next and the girl limped over to grab her marshmallow. "Sophie," he said next. She snapped her fingers almost like she knew she was getting hers next.
"Alejandro," Chris said and the handsome boy got up and got his with a devilish smile. "None of you received any votes at all. "As for you three, MoonMoon, Patrick, and Dakota. You were all voted for!"
Cue a shot of Dakota nervously filing her nails and MoonMoon preparing to shoot the host with a dart if her name isn't called.
"With only one vote against her… MoonMoon is safe!" Chris said. The alien girl got up and grabbed her marshmallow and wordlessly went back to her seat.
"Wait, I got more votes than she did?" Dakota said in confusion.
"I don't like it, but at least she jumped," Alejandro said.
The camera zoomed in on the last marshmallow of the plate. "This is the final marshmallow of the evening," Chris said with an air of authority. Patrick sat on the stump cross-legged looking confident while Dakota was filing her nails even harder. After a long pause of both of them sitting, Chris finally announced the name of who was safe. "Dakota."
Dakota sighed in relief and Patrick's gaped open. "But, but… I'm royalty! I'm going to be a king!" he shouted. "Just wait what happens! I'll come and invade and you'll all lose your homes!" he buried his head in his arms and tearfully ran toward the dock.
"The rest of you," Chris started once the lord was gone. "Enjoy your marshmallows, because you're all safe. For now!"
Confessional:
Sophie: "Right, I don't trust Alejandro as far as I can throw him, but it's not like I'm going to tell him or the others that. I just need to get close to him so I can find some juicy dirt, and then it's gonzo for him!"
The scene cut back to The Killer Bass hanging out in and around the hot tub. Renee leaned back and rest her head against the edge. "First challenge down, several more easy peasy ones to go! Killer Bass for the win!"
"Yeah, dudes! We won!" Geoff shouted.
Sybil quietly rose her head out from under the water. "It's nice not to have to stress about challenges or… getting eliminated for a while. I wonder who it was from the Gopher's who left, they're probably really upset about it..." she said with a smile, then caught herself and changed it to a frown.
"Hell yeah!" Antony yelled at the top of his lungs. "We're the best team in the history of reality TV!"
Screaming Gophers:
Vi: The Stoic Bookworm
Dakota: The Fame-Monger
Zoey: The Outcast
MoonMoon: The Space Alien
Alejandro: The Arch-Villain
Sophie: The Strategic Gamer
Kim: The Prim Germaphobe
Scott: The Dirt Farmer
Ezekiel: The Home-Schooled Kid
Topher: The Junior Chris
Killer Bass:
Jaden: The Team Dictator
Samiya: The Silent Strongwoman
Duncan: The Delinquent
Antony: The Self-Obsessed Action Guy
Sybil: The Shy Sadist
Scarlett: The Quiet Brainiac
Geoff: The Funnest Guy Around
DJ: The Brickhouse with Heart
Sierra: The Obsessive Uber-Fan
Zephyr: The Honorable Swordsman
Renee: The Horror Fan
Eliminated:
Patrick: The Fake Royal – 22nd
AN: And there goes Patrick. Looking back, I don't think I could have gotten rid of Ezekiel this episode and made it make sense anyway. Patrick, MoonMoon, and Dakota were way too easy targets to not let one of them go in the first episode. Speaking of Patrick, he also would have been the first boot of Nightmare at the Film Lot because that's really what I made him for there. After that, in what would have been Nightmare Tour, he would have stayed longer and done… something. It's been so long since I planned that I don't really remember what I was going to do there.
Also; Scott! I hope his plan in this season is a little more reasonable than his ROTI strategy of throwing challenges to 'lure the enemy into a false sense of security'. Here, he's throwing challenges so that he gets a say in who goes home whereas if his team won he wouldn't have any choice. It's still not brilliant, but Scott was never a genius to begin with.