Tick tock.
The clock on the wall of the waiting room clicked as it reached a quarter to one. "The appointment is supposed to be now, he should be out here at any moment." The girl's thoughts were mostly quiet, being tuned out by the loud rock music that was playing through her headphones. It was so loud that someone sitting near her could hear it, but, luckily for her, she was the only person in the waiting room. She had her eyes focused on the door to her boss's office, waiting for him to call her in.
Tick tock.
A minute had gone by already. She furrowed her brow and crossed her arms, already growing tired of this. She was never the patient type, and without being with the one special someone she had, it was difficult to control her anger. "Come on McLean, you know I don't like to wait." She reached into her pocket to grab her MP3 player, turning the volume up on it. It was certainly old fashioned, but she liked it, and she never went anywhere without it.
Tick tock.
And another minute was lost, still not a peep from the other side of the door, not that she would be able to hear it anyways. Her golden eyes were fixed on it, and her lips were curved into an irritated frown. She scowled at the door, hoping that, for some reason, that would make the whole waiting process go by sooner than it was. It was quite obnoxious, being told to be there at a specific time, only to have her boss blow her off like this.
Tick tock.
"Enough with the damn ticking and tocking already!" She growled, standing up and raising her chair above her head, as if ready to throw it. Then, just then, the door to the office opened, and the man himself stood there, staring at this...peculiar sight. "A-ah, Mr. McLean! Sorry about that!" She set the chair back down, nervously bringing a smile up to her face. "I have some issues with waiting, I think I mentioned that somewhere in my original application."
"You know, normally I would be pretty peeved if I saw my assistant about to destroy property in my office, but I'm gonna let this one slide." Chris McLean, famous host of the television series, Total Drama, and quite the arrogant bastard. He gestured for her to enter his office, which she did, although she was still feeling quite awkward about being caught in the midst of her rage. She sat down at the crappy chair on the other side of his desk while he shut the door, soon walking over to sit on his own, much better quality chair. "So, Eva, you think you have what it takes to host your own season of Total Drama, eh?"
"Well, I have been your assistant for the past few years, I know everything about the show. Besides, with Katie running her clothing company and all, I need to step up my game." Eva Barron, the hot headed former weightlifting champion who stopped competing for her passion after a tragic incident. She had her hair done in a ponytail, as she always did, but she was dressed in clothing designed for her by her wife. A black tee with blue lettering across the chest that read "power," a dark blue hoodie, which she had tied around her waist, black cargo shorts, and dark blue sneakers.
"Right, Katie Mallow." Chris grinned as he mentioned the girl's name, bringing about some confusion for his assistant. "You see, she has quite a lot of fans, being as famous as her clothing lines are. I'm sure the fans would love to see her and her wife in charge of a season."
"Unfortunately, she's going to be a bit busy. You know that Duke kid is getting his spin off and all. Well, her and her friend, Sadie-"
"The other half of her company, I'm well aware of that. They're going to be competing in the Ridukeulous Race. Pfft, what a joke of a spin off. We do have a main series season coming up quite soon, something that's taking us to this old village. Supposedly it's haunted!" Chris chuckled to himself, thinking nothing of that rumor other than just that, that it was a rumor. "But the problem I have is...I just don't think that the fans of the show will really wanna watch you host a season by yourself. So, no Katie with you, no dice."
Eva was a bit taken aback, and she was getting quite angry again, though she tried her best to hold it in. "McLean, you called me in here today because you know I can do this, so why are you just shutting me down right now?"
"Meh, the fans don't wanna see the host of the show constantly exploding at simple things. If you had someone sweet to counteract your harshness, maybe it would be more of a possibility, but I just can't see it working out for you."
"That's bullshit!" She stood from her chair, slamming her fists down on the desk. She heaved angrily as she stared him down, noticing that he had a smug look on his face. She was proving him right, of course. She slunk back into her chair, defeated.
"So as far as hosting a main series season goes, I'm gonna have to shut that idea down. However…" The man pulled a file from his desk, plopping it down in front of her. "In this here file, we have twenty-four of the rejected applications we got from Pahkitew Island. I think it could be interesting to have you in charge of them, after all, neither you, nor them, made the cut for the main show." Eva winced at the comment, though she continued to try and keep herself calm. "Problem for you is that you'll have to find two things: your own unique setting to host the show in and you're gonna need a co-host. I don't care who you get, just get someone that can counterbalance all the...this." He gestured to the scowl on her face, only making her scowl even more than before.
She snatched up the file, opening it to get a good look at the people within it. Chris was right, there were twenty-four contestants enclosed in the file, each of them with their own sort of unique charm. "They sure don't look like much to me," Eva scoffed, noticing that Chris had a smirk on his face. She hated it when he was always right. "But they'll do fine, whatever. I just have to go and find someplace to shoot and get a co host, then?"
"That would be right, yeah. Oh, and try to come up with some snazzy name for the season, will you? Our producers love that kind of thing!" And so, she stood from the chair, walking back to the door she came in through with the file still in her hand. She pulled the door open, walking through it and slamming it shut so hard that it fell right off the hinges. She didn't even turn to say goodbye to the man, she was too consumed by her anger.
Hours later…
"Stupid Chris!" Eva groaned as she went on her afternoon jog. Her headphones were still blaring loud music in her ears while she ran, and in each hand, she had a twenty pound dumbbell. Her athletic prowess was clearly no joke. "Thinks I can't handle a main series season...thinks I need a stupid co host...all he cares about is his stupid self!" She huffed as she kept on running, hardly noticing that she was going down a path that she hadn't taken ever before. "Oh, look at me! I'm a washed up, greedy tv host who wants to stay as the face of the show until I turn into a pile of dust! What a joke."
She just kept on trucking down the path she had chosen, eventually stopping to see that she was in the middle of a grassy field. She glanced around, not noticing any roads or paths nearby. "Great, now I'm gonna be home late because of him. Damn you, Chris!" She groaned before throwing one of the dumbbells into the distance. She saw it flying, but it fell down into the grass, so of course, she had to go look for it. As she approached where she threw it, she noticed something very peculiar about the whole area. Where it had been thrown, there was a large hole in the ground. "D...did I do that?"
As Eva studied the hole a bit more thoroughly, she noticed that there were dirt steps carved into it, going down quite a ways. Along the walls, there were several torches to light it up. She could see that her dumbbell had gone quite a ways down the stairs. "Well...I guess I'd better go get that…" She sighed as she took a nervous step down the stairs, being shocked to see that they were quite sturdy. She went down to grab her dumbbell, which was all the way at the bottom of the steps. When she finally got to it, she noticed an incredible sight. She picked it up and took a few steps forward into a city that had been completely carved out of dirt and stone. There was even some plant life starting to grow all about, and off to one side, there was a waterfall. "Wow...this is-"
"Amazing, isn't it?" A girl's voice piped up from behind from behind her, causing her to scream before stumbling to the ground. She turned around as quickly as she could, looking up at the tall woman that was standing there. She was easily six feet tall, probably a bit more than that. Her skin was ebony-toned, and her eyes were hazel, sparkling as they stared down at the weightlifter. She was well toned, and gifted in some areas, enough to make some other girls feel down about themselves. There was a pair of goggles dangling from her neck, with each lens coated in dirt from the atmosphere down there. She wore an orange tank top, which had dirt stains all over it, tan cargo pants, again, with many dirt stains on them, black, rubber boots, and a black utility belt. Each one of the belt's pockets had a tool of sorts concealed within it.
"W-where the hell did you come from!?" Eva backed up a bit, absolutely startled by the sudden appearance of this girl that she had never seen before. The girl in question could only giggle as she stepped closer to her.
"I'm Honey! Honey Baja! I dug up this whole place, yes I did!" Eva glanced around, noticing the fine craftsmanship in every single stone hut and tunnel around. "Say, how'd you end up down here? I thought this field was pretty much never traveled on by people! Though, I do get a good amount of deer coming down here now and then!"
"I just...happened upon it on my jog...you built this all by yourself?"
"Yeah, yeah! Ain't she purdy?"
"It's impressive, that's saying the least I could say! How long did this take you?"
"Like a month...maybe two months?"
"Two months!?" Eva leapt to her feet, she was in utter disbelief that a feat like this could be accomplished in such a short amount of time. "You would've needed a crew of hundreds- no, thousands!"
"Aw, shucks! I just keep on working the best that I can to get it all done, yep yep!Fun lil fact about this whole place, there are actually several unique biomes carved all around! At least, my special lady friend told me so! Ah, she was always so much smarter than I was with all the academic stuff. I don't know anything about anything except digging dirt and carving rocks!"
"Several unique biomes...a city made entirely out of dirt...a bumbling bimbo who knows literally nothing…" A smile crawled onto Eva's face. "It looks like I've found my show! Hey, Honey! Do you wanna be on tv?"
"Wowee, I get to be on tv? I don't even own a tv, and I get to be on one! Score!"
"Awesome, just perfect! We'll film down here and we'll call it...Total Drama: Underground Kingdom!"
A reminder to all those invested in this story, this is the only update it will get until Lost City is completely finished. I look forward to this project, as well as many other projects that I will be working on when the time comes, but for now, I hope you can all enjoy the ones I am working on already.
Boys:
1. Harold Norbert Cheever Doris McGrady V, the Dweeb
2. Geoff McBride, the Funniest Guy Around
3. Brick McArthur, the Cadet
4. Scott Burns, the Devious
5. Rodney Bumpkin, the Country Boy
6. Shawn Grimes, the Zombie-Conspiracy Nut
7. Rock Enroll, the Pumped Up Rocker
8. Charlie "Char" Richards, the Big Gentleman
9. Ian Wentworth, the Uncaring Smartass
10. Lucien Robensmith, the Drowsy Astronomer
11. Mitchell Conway, the Charming Thief
12. Nicholas "Nova" Russo, the Supernova
Girls:
1. Izzy Frizzle, the Psycho Hose Beast
2. Dakota Milton, the Fame-Monger
3. Anne Maria Polizzi, the Jersey Shore Reject
4. Jasmine Marshall, the Australian Outback Girl
5. Amy Miller, the Favorite Child
6. Antoinette Mirasol, the Sassy Diva
7. Asuka Kiyora, the Badass Punk Rocker
8. Chara Campbell, the Calculated Scientist
9. Delanie Rios, the Method Actress
10. Lisa Gan, the Poet
11. Lucette Quetzal, the Royal Healer
12. Wyonetta Wilfred, the Hockey Player
Interns:
1. Fenton Burkley, the Hyper-Compotent Sidekick
2. Pècheur Lavigne, the Seven Personas