~The super intense Cartoon Crossover Survivor music begins to play. It's TRIBAL COUNCIL time. The remaining members of the Savadigm Tribe enter, one by one. Daniel continues to parade the hidden immunity idol around his neck. Whis walks confidently with the ultimate security in Survivor around his neck. The rest of the tribemates appear nervous. They place their torches in the allotted slots and take a seat. Chris is seated in his usual position. For some reason a fish bowl with a pet goldfish swimming around is next to him~
Chris McLean: And now I'd like to welcome our jury…Matt Tennyson – voted out at the last tribal council.
~Tennyson enters with a fresh shave and an official Daniel Coyote Hawaiian shirt. It's flowery, it's airy…it's, well, it's comfortable, at least. Tennyson takes a seat and looks across at his former tribemates. He doesn't seem pissed or angry. He's probably enjoying the luxuries of five star accommodations…so, not much to really be cranky over~
Chris McLean: Nice shirt, Tennyson.
~Chris chuckles, enjoying some fun at Tennyson's expense. Suddenly, his goldfish LEAPS out of the bowl and flops around Tennyson's feet. Tennyson lifts his sandal clad foot and stomps the fish into mush. Chris frowns~
Chris McLean: Well, that was completely unnecessary.
~Chris turns his back to Tennyson, facing the remaining active players. Keemstar finds Tennyson's act comical. Whis remains stoic. Everyone else appears to be fidgety~
Chris McLean (to Whis): Great challenge today, everyone. Whis, you continue to excel at these challenges. Do you feel that might eventually put a target on your back?
Whis speaks again in his effeminate voice.
Whis (to Chris): Maybe, maybe not. I can't worry about that. All I can do is work to control my fate and ensure my survival in the game.
Chris McLean (to Samurai Jack): Samurai Jack! You've been pretty much an afterthought in every challenge…could that help or harm your chances in this game?
Samurai Jack (to Chris): I don't know.
Chris McLean (to Richard Spencer): Okay! Spencer…you seem somewhat agitated
Richard Spencer (to Chris): Well I'm glad you brought it up, Chris. I'm still furious over your decision to allow Tennyson to share his idol. WEAK ASS DECISION MAKING…yeah I SAID IT
Chris McLean (to Richard Spencer): Hey…it was a decision I made under the gun. Was it the right one? Well according to what I've been shown…no. But, the decision is made…I'm sorry.
Richard Spencer (to Chris): You have no idea how sorry if that decision costs me tonight.
~Chris gulps and turns to the always amiable Aladdin~
Chris McLean (to Aladdin): Aladdin…so how's life on the island…how was camp today before tribal council?
Aladdin: Stressful! Keemstar and that idol really shook things up.
Chris McLean (to Aladdin): LOOK I'M SORRY ABOUT THE IDOL SITUATION, OKAY?
~Chris composes and turns to Daniel Keem~
Chris McLean (to Daniel Keem): Do you have anything to add?
Daniel Keem (to Chris): Maybe I'll play my idol tonight…maybe I won't…I guess we'll just have to wait and see.
~Daniel Keem reaches up and adjusts the positioning of his idol. Spencer rolls his eyes~
Chris McLean (to Sam): Sam…you've been awfully quiet. A strong effort in the challenge earlier today...are we about to see a strong run from Sam Manson?
Sam Manson (to Chris): I don't know, maybe. What was with that Chainsaw? How was that fair…people want to talk about the idol but what about the chainsaw, huh?
Chris McLean (to Sam): I'm sorry…again, another judgment call. I was afraid we'd be out there all night.
Richard Spencer (to Chris): Your judgment fucking sucks!
~Chris shakes his head and looks at this empty goldfish bowl. The night just isn't going his way. He sighs and turns toward Phillip~
Chris McLean (to Phillip): Phillip…is everybody really that mad at me?
Phillip DeFranco (to Chris): It was a dumb decision. You could have potentially ruined the game. All these plans people made…all the hard work invested…it could all be destroyed due to your decision, Chris. Think about that.
Chris McLean (to Frieza): Frieza…can I get at least one compliment? Please?
Frieza (to Chirs): You're still better than New Chris.
~Chris smiles~
Chris McLean: Let's vote!
~The stressful Tribal Council voting music plays. One by one the survivors step up to the ominously lit booth and cast their votes. The first to vote is Whis…the last is DeFranco. Once DeFranco has finished, Chris retrieves the votes~
Chris McLean: Alright…if anybody has a hidden immunity idol and would like to play it…now would be the time to do so.
~Tension is in the air. Everyone looks Keemstar's way. Daniel Keem looks down at his idol. He reaches for it. He toys with it. He sighs and lowers his hand~
Chris McLean: Alright…I'll get to the votes.
~There is a brief pause~
Voice: Chris, wait.
~Everyone's head turns. Daniel stands up and removes his hidden immunity idol~
Daniel Keem: I may not need this…but I'd rather play it than leave with it around my neck.
~Daniel hands the idol to Chris~
Chris McLean: Alright…the rules in Survivor state that if a hidden immunity idol is played then any votes cast against that person will not count. This IS a hidden immunity idol so any votes cast against Daniel Keem will not count. I'll read the votes.
~Keemstar sits down and leans forward…he hopes he made the right choice~
Chris McLean: First vote is for…Phillip DeFranco
~Phillip runs his hand through his hair~
Chris McLean: Second vote is for…Daniel Keem…this vote will not count
~Daniel smiles, feeling better about his decision~
Chris McLean: Third vote is for…Phillip DeFranco
~Phillip looks like he's about to be sick. He turns his eyes toward Chris. If looks could kill…Chris would, at the very least, be severely injured~
Chris McLean: Fourth vote is for…Daniel Keem…this vote will not count
~Keemstar laughs…his confidence is growing~
Chris McLean: That's two votes DeFranco and two votes for Daniel Keem neither of which will count. I'll continue.
~Chris pulls out another vote~
Chris McLean: Fifth vote is for…Aladdin
~Aladdin's eyes widen. He wasn't expecting that. DeFranco continues to stare with sick anxiety. Keemstar's brow wrinkles~
Chris McLean: Sixth vote is for…Aladdin
~Aladdin fidgets in his seat. DeFranco's foot taps agains the wood floor~
Chris McLean: That's two votes Ali, two votes DeFranco and two votes that will not count for Daniel…we have two votes remaining.
~Chris pulls out the next vote~
Chris McLean: Seventh vote is for…Aladdin
~Aladdin shakes his head, he's not feeling good. A normal hue starts to return to Phillip's face~
Chris McLean: The eighth vote and thirteenth person voted out of Cartoon Crossover Survivor…Aladdin that's enough. You'll need to bring me your torch.
~Aladdin kind of laughs. He's obviously disappointed. He stands up and shakes hands with a few tribe members. He snares his torch and places it in front of Chris~
Chris McLean: Aladdin…the tribe has spoken. It's time for you to go.
~Aladdin's torch is snuffed. He turns and waves~
Aladdin: Adios amigos!
~He exits the tribal council area frustrated, disappointed but…overall, okay because he's Aladdin. A master at living a life devoid of stress~
Chris McLean: Well…a surprising outcome. The idol has been flushed…so hopefully we've got that little hiccup behind us. You all can head back to camp…I'll see you in a few days at the next challenge.
~DeFranco is relieved. Spencer is a little less pissed than before. Keemstar seems conflicted…probably wishing he would have held onto that idol but…given the moment, who could blame him for playing it. Together, as a tribe, they head back to camp~
NEXT TIME ON Cartoon Crossover SURVIVOR: Without an idol Keemstar is feeling the heat. A new idol is in play…but who will find it? Will Whis go on an immunity run? Tune in next week to find out ONLY on Cartoon Crossover Survivor!
~We cut to Ali and Abu. Abu is gesticulating something fierce. He's screaming and ranting…Ali tries calming him down~
Prince Ali: It's okay, Abu. Relax…it's just a game.
~Abu can't relax. He eventually sprints toward the lens, attacking the camera. We fade to black~