Total Drama Island: Revamped Chapter 1: Episode 1: Not-So-Happy Campers (Part 1), a total drama series fanfic

Episode 1: Not-So-Happy Campers (Part 1)

Disclaimer: I do not own Total Drama or any of the characters involved with the show. The characters you see here (besides Chris and Chef and the other 22 contestants you see in this fic) are based off of real TD Fanfic authors. So I have no control or right over them as well.

Note: This Total Drama fic will be noticeably much more different than the cartoon show you are all so used to. No longer is it Camp Wawanakwa, but instead, it's Wawanakwa Island. And boy do I have plans for you! What are these plans? Well, join me on this adventure and hope I don't abandon this project because of Writer's Block or something!

Warning: This chapter may include contents of deeply dark stuff that makes this fanfic rated T including: engrossed kissing, some sexual innuendos, curse words that are censored but not entirely censored, and possible dark backstories and moments. You have been warned...

And now without a further ado, onwards with the show!

Day 1

Somewhere in Muskoka, Ontario, there was an island. And on this island, was some docks that led into the great forest-y unknown. A great unknown that was now going to be revealed as a man in his 30s, pulled off his signature cheesy grin in front of his camera.

"Yo!" the man grinned. "We're coming to you live at Wawanakwa Island, somewhere, in Muskoka, Ontario. I'm your host, Chris McLean, dropping season 1 of the hottest new reality show, right now! Here's the deal, 44 campers have signed up to spend sixteen weeks right here at this crummy old summer camp. They will compete in challenges against each other, then have to face the judgement of their fellow campers."

The man now formally introduced as Chris McLean, continued to grin toward the camera as he began to explain the game that everyone was about to play. The island that was shown behind him was rather wild, with actual birds flying out of the sky as notable wildlife hid through the forests, watching what Chris was doing.

"Every three days, one team will either win a reward, or watch one of their team members walk down, the Dock of Shame, take a ride on the Loser Boat and leave Total Drama Island for good," Chris continued as he walked to a campfire area. With it are eleven tree stumps and torches stuck around and a marshmallow skewer lying on top of it conveniently. "Their fate will be decided here, at the dramatic Campfire Ceremony where each week, all but one camper will receive a marshmallow. 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 rubbed his hands after enjoying a marshmallow that was left on a stick. With a grin, he continued.

"To survive, they'll have to battle black flies, grizzly bears, disgusting camp food, some very interesting things on this island, and each other," Chris said as behind him was a grizzly bear holding a bowl of disgusting camp food infested with black flies. "Every moment will be caught on one of hundreds of cameras situated all over camp."

Who will crumble under the pressure?

Who will survive black flies infesting disgusting food and bears?

And who will you be rooting for?

Find out, right here, right now on...

TOTAL

DRAMA

ISLAND!

(intro cue)

Back at the docks, where Chris McLean stood, looking at his watch carefully before grinning at the camera once more. His eyes sparkled, his excitement still gleaming. For he was ready to get this show on the road!

"And we're back!" Chris grinned. "Alright! It's time meet our 44 campers! We packed them into duos for each boat ride, mainly because we only afforded 22 boats back when we decided to cut it to just 22 contestants. We also said they be hanging out at a 5-Star Resort, so if they seem a little TO'd, that's probably why."

As if on cue, the first boat arrived with two girls, definitely not meant to be a good match for one another. The first girl was a light-brown haired girl with a white dress that had a belt wrapped around her waist and definitely showed her in a more fashionable light. She had her phone out, snapping pictures of herself as her cowboy boots became the first to step foot onto the docks of Wawanakwa.

The second girl was a rather tough girl with raven-black hair. Her unibrow made her seem... intimidating and the mole on her upper lip definitely didn't help decrease that level of intimidation. She also wore dark blue gym clothes and stomped onto the dock with a duffelbag in hand.

"Crystal!" Chris greeted the first girl before looking at the second. "Eva! I hope you find yourselves honored to be the first campers to ever step upon the great docks of Wawanakwa!"

"Bite me," Eva snarled at Chris as she stomped her way toward the end of the dock, dropping her duffelbag, which left a notable crack on the wooden planks. And just as quickly as Chris found himself rejected by Eva, he was met by the happy smiles of Crystal.

"OMG," Crystal dragged Chris closer to her as she took a selfie with him. "It is THE Chris McLean. My word, you should honestly forget about that gorilla girl, because compared to you and me, I think we live on the same level as stardom!"

"Um, thank you?" Chris blinked at Crystal with slight confusion.

"Why no problem!" Crystal patted Chris on the cheek as she began to tap on her phone rather intensively, speaking aloud everything single word that she had typed out. "Hashtag Total Drama, hashtag Chris McLean, like OMG, he is much cuter in person! LOL!"

"Jesus, mind toning that down a bit?" Eva stared at Crystal, rather irritated. "Because god damn its annoying."

"Shhh," Crystal shushed Eva, paying no attention as her eyes were practically glued to her phone screen. "I'm busy updating my blog. And updating blogs require like, no joke, a lot of time and effort."

"But more time than it would take for me to physically drown your head into the water," Eva grumbled harshly. It was clear that she was not going to get along with a girl like Crystal. Especially because of her rather, violent tendencies. Then she turned to Chris. "Chris! Where's the hot tub that was promised?! I need a time to-"

"There isn't one," Chris gave a nonchalant shrug toward Eva.

"WHAT?!" Eva exclaimed before glaring at Chris. "Are you-"

"Oh look!" Chris grinned, pointing at the incoming second boat. "There's our next two campers!"

The second boat arrived with also two girls, but unlike Crystal and Eva, these two girls definitely were a good match for one another. Practically too good of a match. They wore the same striped clothing. They looked like what two students would look like on Twin Day. The only differences between the two was that one was tanned and skinny, while the other was more chubby and light-skinned. Y'all know who these may be.

"Ladies," Chris greeted the two with a grin. "Katie. Sadie. Welcome to Wawanakwa Island! We were going to name it Camp Wawanakwa and have it be a summer camp, but we decided it would be more fun if it felt more wild."

Katie and Sadie arrived with matching suitcases and just looked around, examining what the hell this island had to offer. Then the two looked at the pamphlet they had received, comparing it to that of the island.

"Okay, something is definitely wrong here," Katie noted, tapping her chin in thought.

"Oh my gosh," Sadie blinked before looking at Katie. "I was thinking the exact same thing! Gasp! Does this mean we're like psychically connected?! Because if that's so, then that would be so cool! Eeeh!"

"I know!" Katie giggled. "It would be so totally cool! Eeeh!"

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEH!" and the two simultaneously cheered out as Chris and Eva sighed. Already, Chris felt deep regret for having invited way too many people to this island. And Eva? She long regretted coming here in the first place.

"Please just, step over to the end of the dock girls," Chris sighed as Katie and Sadie hugged each other. Then together, they ran straight toward the end of the dock rather happily. And Eva was just there, trying desperately not to jump off. Because compared to Crystal, Katie and Sadie were practically her offspring.

Her much annoying offspring.

The third boat arrived with the first male and another female. The male himself was rather obese, large, and definitely someone jolly as his excited cheerful look never exited his eyes. He was blonde, his white shirt including the Canadian Maple Leaf as its insignia and a loud cheer as he hopped off the boat, onto the dock.

The female on the other hand wore a green shirt and light green skirt with her frizzly orange-red hair highly depicting her as somewhat of a wild girl. And that large grin on her face of course made her seem rather, insane.

"WOOHOO!" the larger male cheered as he ran over to Chris with that large excited grin of his. "Chris McLean! I mean, it's really you! And we're at an island? And this is just gonna be so awesome! WOOHOO!"

"Owen!" Chris greeted. "Welcome to Wawanakwa Island!"

To greet this lovable oaf so warmly was Chris's biggest mistake. Because instantly, Chris was brought into a gigantic bear hug, crushing his inners as Owen hugged Chris with enormous glee.

"Chris!" Owen grinned. "It's like so cool to meet you! I'm just psyched to be in this show! And with a bunch of other people! And an island! And some fresh wilderness and water! And-"

"O..we..n," Chris was choking, visibly about to be hugged to death on international television. He struggled as his face turned purple, struggling to tell Owen to release before the season could end on one episode.

"Hey you fat lard," Eva grumbled, crossing her arms and staring at Owen dead in the eye. "You're killing the host."

After hearing this, Owen released Chris. The host himself now dropped onto the floor, gasping, trying to consume all of that fresh wildlife air. Because holy crap, he needed to breathe. Note to himself now, stay away from Owen and his hugs.

"Sorry Chris!" Owen chuckled sheepishly. "I'm super psyched to be on this sh-"

"Yes yes, I know," Chris stood up and patted out some dirt on his shirt as he looked Owen with slight discomfort. "Super psyched. Island. Wilderness. Just head toward the end of the dock and stand with the others."

"Aye aye!" Owen gave a happy cheerful smile as he saluted at Chris, heading directly toward the end of the dock.

Then turning back, Chris noted the girl with the frizzly orange hair who stared at him with a rather, intense look in her eyes. Raising an eyebrow and staring at her, Chris had to blink a couple times before understanding what this girl was all about.

"So um, what's your story?" Chris blinked. And thus, this prompted the girl to bite down on Chris's hand, who yelped out a, "YOW! Why'd you do that for?!"

"You lost the staring contest silly!" the girl giggled rather excitedly. "And your punishment was a bite on your hand! Oh wow! We're at an island! And on a dock?! I remember the last time I was on dock. I fell off and hit my chin on the dock and almost drowned! It was fun! But painful! But super duper fun!"

"...Ah, you must be Izzy," Chris looked at his list before she did a somersault and landed on top of Crystal, with a perfect landing. Then Chris grumbled, "And what a bundle of joy you are."

"Ah!" Crystal began to text on her phone rather furiously. "Like OMG. Crazy girl jumped on top of me! Like, SOS! ASAP! Stat!"

"Weee!" Izzy cheered as she forced Crystal into giving her a piggyback ride. "Alright! This is fun! You know what would be even more fun?! Falling off the dock and hitting our chin on it! I want to relive that feeling so much!"

"Noooo!" Crystal cried out in agony. "There's no WIFI on my phone!"

"We're on an island," Eva sighed, shaking her head. "What did you expect?"

"Alright campers, settle down," Chris shook his head at the first six campers introduced. Immediately, things were going chaotic. Man! He knew he should've assigned Izzy to the last boat that would arrive. Now, things would most likely be much more chaotic by the time the other campers arrive. He looked at the hand Izzy bit. Holy sh*t! I was actually bleeding?! What kind of teeth did she have?!

The fourth boat arrived with two males this time. The first male was a well-dressed Englishman, his blonde hair combed ever so neatly and his fancy rich set of clothing that made him seem like one of those rich, billionaire type characters.

The second male looked rather normal. He had black neat hair, carried a guitar on his back, and wore a green shirt with a hand insignia and jeans. And immediately, the two stepped off of their boats, making Chris sigh in total relief that these two were practically normal.

"Noel and Trent!" Chris greeted with a slight smile. "Welcome to Wawanakwa Island!"

"The pleasure's all mine," Noel, the well dressed male gave off a thick British accent, as he directed a polite smile at Chris as he prepared to shake Chris's hand, but then he retracted it when he noticed the blood on his hand. "Goodness. Whatever happened to your hand?"

"Ah nothing you should be too worried about," Chris smiled. "Just a...slight problem with one of the contestants but otherwise. It's completely fine! Head to the end of the dock you sane people you."

"What?" Trent raised an eyebrow; he was the guy with the guitar. Chris merely smiled at him as Trent gave a slight clearing of the throat. "Well, okay then."

Trent joined Noel at stepping toward the end of the dock. And once they did, Noel directed his attention to Izzy, who had been sneaking up on him, sniffing his scent as he raised an eyebrow.

"You smell funny!" Izzy declared. "Like like, rich people!"

"Oh ho ho," Noel gave a laugh. "I'm just an owner of a large corporation located throughout our great country. There is really nothing to smell. I am on the same level as you all. So I would suggest you all treat me as if I am a commoner."

"Well, at least he doesn't act like a snobbish rich jerk like most of the rich guys at our school," Sadie told Katie who instantly looked at Sadie with a gasp.

"Like Chad?" Katie gasped. "Like ohmygosh, he was such a jerk!"

"I know right?" Sadie asked, nodding her head in agreement.

"Well, he is something alright," Trent mumbled to himself as he stood by himself at the end of the dock. It was clear that Noel was overshadowing him in terms of introductions. But he didn't mind. It was time to just get this show on the road.

The fifth boat arrived with two more guys. This thus, balances the female to male gender ratio. Five to five. Equally balanced until the next set of contestants arrive. And with this boat, one male wore a cowboy hat and a pink button-up that exposed his bare chest and some shorts. He looked excited, stoked, ready to get this show on the road!

The other male wore a blue toque with a beige jacket and looked to be from a rural environment. He had facial hair growing out and looked rather, unsure on being here on a show like this. And thus, the two stepped onto the docks, Geoff, the one with the cowboy hat, being the first to run toward Chris.

"Geoff and Ezekiel!" Chris greeted with a grin. "What's up my brothers?!"

"Chris, Chris, Chris, Chris!" Geoff, the male with the hurried over Chris with a grin and leaning close to the host himself. "Dude! Like I heard the most unbelievable thing when I was on that boat! Can you believe it?! That dude over there's never been to a party!"

Geoff gestured to Ezekiel as Chris stared at him for a moment. And at this moment, Ezekiel was thinking about something, muttering to himself as he stared up at the sky, confused.

"I guess there's a bird, or some planes, oh oh, is that, oh wait, it's a just cloud eh," Ezekiel spoke, looking up in the sky. It was clear that he was hung up on the whole 'What's up' part of Chris's greeting.

"Yeah, um, I sure can believe that," Chris blinked before pointing toward the end of the dock. "Well Geoff. Ezekiel. Head to the end of the dock with the other contestants."

"Alright dude," Geoff flicked out a finger gun as he headed toward the end of the dock, giving a high-five to Trent and Owen, both of whom rather enjoyed his company. "Soon after the other contestants arrive, I'm holding a big party for all of ya!"

"Woohoo!" Owen cheered. "Yeah! Party! Woo!"

"I love parties!" Izzy giggled as she jumped onto Geoff. "Will there be nudes?!"

"What party doesn't have nudes?!" Geoff grinned.

"What's a nude?" Ezekiel blinked, tapping his chin in confusion as he stood next to Chris. And instantly, the prairie boy felt his shoulders being grasped by Chris as he turned him around to face the host.

"Alright, first things first Zeke," Chris sighed. "I know you're from a family with a bunch of freaky prairie people. But man to man, try not to do anything that might get you kicked off first alright?"

"Okeydokey eh!" Ezekiel gave a sort of innocent nod at Chris before heading toward the end of the dock to join the others. Then Chris shook his head as the sixth boat arrived with the next two contestants/campers/islanders.

This sixth boat had a female and male on it. The first female was rather pretty, with a brown fish-braided hairstyle that draped over her shoulder, running shoes, white socks, a sparkly blue top, and ripped jeans.

And next to her was a rather tough male with brown gloves, notable kneepads and arm pads and some other protective gear around his waist and chest area. It made him seem like some sort of jock in the medieval era. And that sword attached to his belt, hidden by that sheath did not help decrease that idea.

"OMG!" Crystal gasped. "Is that Elizabeth Agosta? As in, the famous pop idol in Canada?! Like WTF, OMG, holy crap! This is so going on my- Oh yeah. No WIFI! Awww RIP, Press F for respects. F!"

"What?" Ezekiel looked at Crystal, confused.

"It seems I have a person here who knows me," Elizabeth gave a slight smile of appreciation at Crystal. "And if you need an autograph or a picture, I'm free to allow you to take some."

"EEEEEEH!" Crystal squeed, somehow even louder than Katie and Sadie would do when they did it together.

Oh wait.

"EEEEEEH!" Crystal, Katie, and Sadie squeed together, as they rushed toward Elizabeth to take a picture of with her and grab any autographs. It was clear some of the other boys didn't know who she was, especially Ezekiel.

"So who's that, eh?" Ezekiel blinked.

"Just the coolest chick in Canada," Geoff answered with a grin. "Some of her songs are like, party-material. I should know. I've thrown some parties with her music as our little background party moment."

"Yeah, the coolest," Trent gave a nod at Geoff in agreement. It was clear he wanted to go to Elizabeth as well, but with the girls grouping over her, yeah. He might not get that chance right now.

And once the girls dispersed (Sadie had her belly signed by the way), they headed back to the end of the dock with happy sighs of satisfaction. Then Elizabeth gave a smile at Chris as she headed down the dock.

"It would be an absolute pleasure to be facing off against you in this competition," Elizabeth smiled before singing a high note to display her talent. And instantly, everyone gave a impressed look on her face.

"Well, since we got her introduced, I guess we can introduce you next Ryan," Chris cleared his throat, looking at Ryan who gave a polite bow and then a salute. And then Chris tensed up. Because he finally noticed the sword that dangled by his belt.

"Thank you very much Mr. McLean!" Ryan bowed before looking at Elizabeth with a salute. "I hope you had a safe journey here on your boat ride thanks to me Mrs. Agosta! And for the rest of you! When the going gets tough! The journey gets tougher! Allow me, Ryan Horst, to guide you towards victory! Because that is what heroes do!"

Ryan immediately unsheathed his sword and held it up in the air, immediately causing others to back away in shock. Because that sword wasn't a toy sword. It was real sword! Like something out of the medieval era.

He continued to pose for a moment before Chris cleared his throat.

"Well, with that out of the way," Chris noted before pushing Ryan toward the end of the dock. "Run along you. Before we get sued for copywriting against Fire Emblem, Legends of Zelda, and any other pop culture media that has swords in them."

"Of course Mr. McLean!" Ryan bowed toward Chris, sheathing his sword back. "I will not let lawyers corrupt your good name! For the honor that I carry within my sword! Truly, I will-"

"Oh look, the next boat!" Chris interrupted Ryan as the seventh boat arrived.

On the seventh boat, there was a male and a female. The female had a purple button-up and a brown coat with jeans and purple glasses as she nervously looked away from the male. One look made that clear.

The male was a punk. He had a green mohawk and instantly, you should all know who this original character was without any trouble or need for me to describe who he was. Especially when he jumped off onto the dock with a fierce glare at Chris.

"I don't like surprises," the male mumbled, looking at the island around him.

"Yeah, um, welcome Duncan," Chris grinned, a little sheepishly given that glare Duncan was giving him. "Welcome to the island. Your parole officer mentioned that should their be any problems here, he would send you back to juvie."

Duncan was silent. Staring at Chris, who had inched away, getting ready to escape if Duncan had dared to try to attack him. Because Duncan was a juvie inmate. And those guys are bad news.

"...Okay," Duncan sniffed the air before heading toward the end of the dock with the others. And instantly, one look at Ryan caused him to raise an eyebrow.

"Such foulness can only come from the work of a villain," Ryan noted, crossing his arms as he gave a slight glare at Duncan. "If you dare try to pull a villainous crime, I will have no choice but to smite you with my sword of truth, honor, and justice! What say you?"

"Whatever," Duncan shrugged at Ryan. He didn't seem bothered with a guy who wielded an actual sword.

"Um, so, will I get introduced now?" the girl with the glasses nervously looked at Chris. It was obvious that she wasn't used to being out much, but given the pencil in her ear and the notepad she had, she was most likely a reporter or somethin-

"Our resident journalist," Chris grinned. "At least that's what you mentioned in your application. It's Samantha everyone!"

"Um, yes, hi, um," Samantha nervously shuffled her feet toward the other islanders at the end of the dock. "Hi everyone. Yes. I'm a journalist. And um. Yeah that's it."

Samantha looked away. Then she heard the others mutter:

"Sure!"

"That's cool!"

"Nice!"

"Whatever."

No points to whoever guesses the person who said the last part. And then Samantha nervously found herself blushing in embarrassment. Her first day and already she felt like she was making a fool out of herself.

The eighth boat arrived with another male and female. The male this time was an African-American with a scar over his right eye that remained visible. He wore black clothing, from that black button up and black pants and that notable end of a chain that was attached to his neck.

The female on the other hand was short with brown hair that was tied back into a ponytail. She had braces and looked super excited to be on the island. Compared to the other brooding male, well, she was positive.

"Jerome, Beth!" Chris greeted. And the first to greet Chris back was Beth, who had hugged him with enormous glee.

"It's so incredulous to meet you!" Beth grinned as she hugged Chris with a happy smile, exposing her braces and her lisp causing her spit onto his shirt. Then before she could say more, a person caught her eye. "Oh my gosh! Is that?! Elizabeth?! Oh my gosh!"

Beth hurried over to Elizabeth to well, presumably get a-

"May I have an autograph?!" Beth lisped to Elizabeth who only gave back a polite smile as she nodded. And then Beth did it. She, "EEEEEEEEH!"

She clapped her hands as she took out a tissue for her pocket for Elizabeth to sign. And even though that was sort of odd, Elizabeth signed it, no objections, no facial expressions that signified her of looking at Beth in disgust. Because Beth was a fan. And Elizabeth was respectful to her fans.

"Well, there goes that introduction," Chris shrugged looking at Jerome. "Now what about you Jerome? I heard you were the resident bad boy from where you lived. Heck, you might bond well with Duncan over there, being juvie birds and all."

"Hmph," Jerome sighed. "Jerome the Bad Boy is dead. There's just the Jerome you see before you now. In any case, thanks for inviting me here to your scam. I'll probably have a better time here than I would've in juvie."

"I see?" Chris blinked. "Well, just step toward the end of the dock with the others."

Jerome gave a small nod and headed toward the end of the dock. Unlike most of the others, Jerome just seemed done with life. And given with what he's said, guess juvie was potentially the best place to keep Jerome the Bad Boy locked up.

Then Chris felt something move behind him. And turning around, Chris jumped when he saw a female dressed in a white vest, a pink shirt underneath, and jeans. She grinned as she held up a set of keys with a mischievous thought in her mind.

"I wonder where these keys belong to," the girl giggled. "Maybe to a hidden safe somewhere in your mansion? Maybe to your prized car? Or maybe to your secret stash of well, 'woman' magazines. The curiosity is so overwhelming! But you know what they say! Curiosity killed the cat!"

"And I'm going to eliminate you if you don't hand back my keys right now," Chris frowned as he held out his hand. Then with a pout, the girl handed Chris back the keys. And with a sigh, Chris looked at her. "Thank you Katherine."

Katherine, the girl who had just so discreetly stole Chris's keys gave a giggle as she made her debut. And instantly, Duncan looked very much impressed by the act Katherine had pulled.

"Swell, how did you do that?" Duncan asked.

"Well I'm obviously a cat burglar," Katherine spoke as if it was obvious. "Duh! I mean, how else would a master thief like me be able to swipe out keys like Chris's. He's pretty much easy to steal from."

"Hey, where's my wallet?" Chris realized his pocket felt empty. "And my phone?! And my hair gel?!"

Katherine waved the three items Chris had listed straight in the air with a giggle. At any rate, she had just proven what she was capable of, and as such, this caught some rather interested looks from her team. Nevertheless, Chris grumbled underneath his breath and took back the items she had so cruelly stole from him.

"Stay on that side and try not to steal from me again Katherine!" Chris exclaimed.

"You got it!" Katherine giggled as she headed toward the end of the dock. At any rate, this girl was Izzy, only sane but equally troublesome. And standing back to where he was, Chris felt a presence as he turned around.

Sure enough, a male with neat dark brown tuft hair, a blue T-shirt and jeans and rather clueless on his face as he blinked at Chris a couple of times before scratching his head. The host on the other hand stared at the male, a little uncomfortable.

"Um, can I help you?" Chris asked, blinking.

"...Mmm yeah um," the male tapped his chin. "Where exactly is this place? What's that smell? Who are you? Who are all those guys over there? And who am I?"

"I'm sorry, did he just ask, 'Who am I?'" Elizabeth blinked at the male.

"Ah, you must be Snake," Chris grinned, nodding his head as he checked a list. "Yeah. The hospital that discharged you requested formally that you be here to take some fresh island smell. Because that's going to somehow regain your memory."

"The hospital should be sued for such insolence," Noel shook his head. "To discharge an amnesiac like this man? Truly. This is just poor medical treatment. First thing I do when we do receive some form of contact to the outside world, I'll sue that hospital yes."

"Sure, you do that Noel," Chris noted as Snake began to poke and prod at his body. "Snake. Why don't you like I don't know, head down the docks with the other guys? Okay? Okay!"

And with that, Chris shoved Snake towards the other contestants, who all gave him questionable looks and glares. The last one was Duncan and Eva. And of course, Snake looked at them all. Clueless.

"Do I know you guys?" Snake asked.

Cut away now and the tenth boat would arrive with a male and a female. The male at hand was of Puerto Rican descent. He had black spiky hair that directed back (think Phoenix Wright if you will) and dark-skin and with it, he wore notable racing uniform and looked as if he came straight from a NASCAR event.

The female on the other hand was blonde, with a light blue jacket and wearing some shorts. She also carried a surfboard and looked like be like a Malibu Barbie doll. Meaning she was hot. Or cute. Or both!

"Jose and Bridgette!" Chris grinned. "How does our resident daredevil feel about being on the same boat as Malibu surfer?"

"F*cking awesome yo," Jose grinned, brushing back his spiky black hair as he spoke to Chris. "And get this Chris. This chick once surfed off of a shark! Like, instead of just a surfer chick, she should've been called like the Ultimate Surfer or something!"

"And there's another copyright complaint hailing all the way from Japan," Chris sighed. Inside, he was crying. Because lawsuits meant paying so much money that oh gosh. There won't be enough for his hair gel!

"Holy sh*t," Jose grinned. "Is this the place? Like instead of a hotel we have what? An island? With actual wild animals? Ha! This is going to be the best summer of my life! Let's do this!"

"Well, looks like Jose is excited," Chris grinned. "What about you Bridgette? Are you excited?"

"Is there a beach?" Bridgette asked Chris first and foremost.

"Um, yes?" Chris blinked. The answer should've been plain to see but he guessed she was just making sure there was a beach. Nevertheless, "We are surrounded by beach. And more beach."

"Then yeah," Bridgette gave a smile at Chris. "I'm excited."

Chris grinned at Bridgette as she turned around. Unfortunately, Chris found himself to distracted to notice the surfboard suddenly whack him across the noggin. And he rubbed his head with a slight groan.

"Ow!" Chris groaned. "Darn it!"

Bridgette headed toward the other 16 contestants that have already been introduced at this point. Carrying that surfboard under her arms, she walked toward the contestants and gave a sweet smile.

"Hey," Bridgette smiled.

"Hey!" Geoff grinned behind her. "What's up?"

"Nothing much," Bridgette turned around, swinging her surfboard in the process which nearly struck Katherine, Ezekiel, and some of the other contestants on the head, had they not ducked in time.

"Dang, watch it!" Katherine pouted, but secretly she was probably thinking about how she could steal a surfboard. Cat Burglar style.

As Bridgette got settled in, the next boat arrived. The eleventh boat arriving with two girls, both none of you viewers are familiar to yet. The first girl was a rather beautiful maiden who had a dark gaze pouring down her competition. She had dark long brown hair with a red shirt and a black skirt, complete with black boots and holding what seems to be a megaphone.

The other girl was of Japanese descent, a long flowing white robe and black long hair with bangs. And she had a halo headband with white socks in wooden sandals. And gracefully she entered the docks with the first girl.

"Amanda and Amethyst!" Chris grinned. Before he could take things further though, Amethyst interrupted with her own special greeting.

"Greetings you all," Amethyst held out her hands to showcase how large her Japanese robe was. "The Shinto Gods have brought us great fortune! Let Amaterasu watch over us all and let me pray for everyone to have a great time in this blessed competition."

Amethyst placed her hands together, slowly. And she closed her eyes, humming and humming. She muttered some words in Japanese, and everyone had to stare at her in complete confusion.

"Whoa sick!" Geoff grinned. "We have a religious chick in this! This party is getting better and better by the-"

"Party?!" Amanda yelled out in surprise before holding out her megaphone. "Oh! So you are one of those party guys who care nothing about education and just want to party! Is that it?!"

"Yeah brah!" Geoff grinned at Amanda, oblivious to her irritation.

"I am not your bra!" Amanda declared before speaking into her megaphone. "You males and your perverted love for bras and butts and boobies! To think your parents should've taught you some basic manners! I call forth a revolution! To all ladies! We no longer will have to suffer under the perverted hands of man! Together, we can defeat man! And win the revolution!"

"Yeah brah!" Geoff cheered at Amanda.

"Why are you cheering your inevitable defeat by woman?!" Amanda cried out in surprise. "Are you per chance one of those males that enjoy dominance by woman? Because that is an act worthy of revolution!"

"Alright, settle down campers," Chris told Amanda and Geoff. "Leave the drama stuff after the introductions."

Truth be told, he loved it. He loved the drama these teens were creating. But he was on a tight schedule. And to bypass that schedule meant no money for him! Best to keep the social order in order.

The twelfth boat arrived with two more females. Also two females none of you viewers would know much about. The first girl had dark purple hair that covered one eye and had a dragon tattoo on her arm. She crossed her arms and stared at the other contestants with a slight stare.

The other female was a blonde girl in pigtails who wore your basic cheerleading outfit. Complete with the red skirt, the white socks and shoes, and even carrying her own pom poms. But of course, everyone stared at the girl in the purple hair.

"What's she looking at?" Beth asked Trent who shrugged in response.

"An island," the girl muttered. "In the wild? Hmph. God damn it. F*cking scammers."

"Welcome Velvet," Chris grinned as Velvet sulked her way past Chris and toward the end of the dock with the others. "I bet the tattoo parlor treatment has been treating you well huh?"

"Can it McLean!" Velvet barked back.

"Nasty," Chris chuckled amusedly.

"Give me an H!" the blonde cheerleader arrived with a happy smile. "Give me an E! Give me an L! Give me another L! Give me an O! What does that spell? HELLO! Go go Wildcats!"

"And this is Olivia everyone," Chris grinned at Olivia who shook her pom poms with absolute glee. "Guess it's a no-brainer now to see that she's a cheerleader! Head over down to the end of dock!"

"Okay okay!" Olivia giggled as she skipped toward the dock with a happy smile. And once she made it to the other contestants, she gave a wave with her pom-poms. "Hello you all! Hello hello!"

"My, she's very..." Noel crossed his arms, staring at Olivia. "...Enthusiastic. How wonderful!"

"She's going to totally help increase the fun in the party!" Geoff cheered.

"We're going to have a party?!" Olivia gasped before cheering and shaking her pom-poms once more. "Oh yay! Give me an F! Give me a U! Give me an N! What does that spell? FUN!"

"Oh great, another annoying girl added to the collection," Eva grumbled as Velvet raised an eyebrow at her.

"There's more?" Velvet asked, rather bitterly.

Oh yes. There's more. The next two female contestants arrived in the thirteenth boat, both with contrasting personalities and skill sets. The first one had raven black hair and looked to be very serious in person, glaring at the contestants that had already arrived.

The second one was blonde and was rather beautiful. She wore cowboy boots and my god! She was not too shabby!

"Not too shabby," Chris whispered to the camera before grinning at the two girls. "Heather! Lindsay! Welcome to Wawanakwa Island! Where we will fulfill your every desires and every-"

"Ugh, what is this place?" Heather, the raven-haired girl, glared at the island itself. "I am not staying here."

"Sure," Chris grinned with a shrug. "Sure hope you can swim though. Because your ride back home just left."

Chris referred to the boat that had brought her and Lindsay to the island. And most definitely, it just drove off, leaving Heather and Lindsay behind, much to the chagrin of Heather herself. Growling, she turned to Chris.

"This," Heather pointed a finger toward his nose. "This isn't over. And as for the rest of you..."

Heather stared at the other contestants.

"You all mean nothing to me," Heather glared at the contestants.

"Well now, you mean something to me babe," Duncan wiggled his unibrow at Heather, chuckling. "How about we ditch ourselves to the woods later and have a long... makeout session."

"Don't make me barf you ogre," Heather gagged at the thought of even kissing Duncan.

"And hi!" Lindsay popped out from behind Heather with an innocent smile. "I'm Lindsay! Oh wow! You all seem very familiar. Did we ever meet before? Like maybe at the mall or something. Because I really like shopping."

"Well, you've probably seen me on TV," Elizabeth smiled at Lindsay.

"No, I don't think so," Lindsay shook her head, not recognizing Elizabeth. "But still, you seem very familiar. I just don't know where I've seen you from but yeah. I think I saw at the mall one time."

"Hm, she's just like me," Snake mused. "Very forgetful."

"WOOHOO!" a voice cried out from the next boat to arrive. The fourteenth boat was arriving quick. On the boat, only one contestant seemed to be on it. This contestant was a goth girl wearing mainly dark clothes, who crossed her arms when she stared at the island itself. And granted, we don't think it was her that yelled out, "WOOHOO". She entered the dock with her luggage.

"Gwen!" Chris grinned before staring at the boat rather confused. "Hmm. This boat seems to be a contestant short."

"Oh, he insisted on riding in the back," Gwen told Chris. "I tried to warn him how dangerous this would be but he didn't listen. Like most people... Ah yeah. There he comes."

Gwen stared up as a large scream echoed. Now everyone looked up. Because what was flying in the air was a male wearing a red tracksuit, who instantly crashed into the set of luggages that had been packed together.

"Awesome wipeout Tyler!" Chris grinned as Tyler held out a thumbs-up from the debris of luggages. Geoff and Owen shared thumbs-ups as well.

"Well anyway," Gwen looked around. "We're staying here? This looks very different from what the pamphlet sa-"

"Congratulations," Velvet sighed shaking her head. "You've found out you've been TO'd. And you're practically stuck here until this show ends. Because the boat you were on just left. Did I complete everything you wanted to say to her Chris?"

"You forgot the part with the lawyers," Chris grinned, pulling out a big packet of files. "And they make lots of copies!"

"Okay okay, I get it," Gwen frowned, dragging her suitcase toward the end of the dock. "I'm stuck here and I might as well deal with it. Just like my life in general. Great."

The next boat, I have lost count at this point, arrived with two males. The first male was a male with dirty blonde hair that was combed rather neatly and wearing a green T-shirt with purple pants and a long purple jacket hanging over his shoulders. He also carried what seems to be a Rubix Cube.

The other male was an African-Canadian male who had a white cap over his head and wore a green shirt and shorts. He looked giant and intimidating, but really, he seemed to be nice.

"Our next campers are Nathan and DJ!" Chris grinned. "Welcome to the island!"

"An island?" Nathan asked, raising an eyebrow before smiling to himself. "Wonderful. What puzzles I may find and solve. Oh the gleeful excitement is too overwhelming! Tell me Chris McLean! This thing devours all things. All man, all beasts, all flowers and trees. Even the fiery sun, and the shadowy moon, will one day be devoured by this thing. Stone it grinds, metal it bites. And it shall make wood rot. Is it powerful? Well it is rather not, but it kills powerful things a lot. Its immortal yet it is not some type of god. What is it?"

"Um what?" Chris blinked.

"The answer is time," Nathan smiled at Chris before looking at him rather deviously. "And you better not waste any of mine in the process."

"...Moving on," Chris cleared his throat, rather unnerved by Nathan a little.

"Hey guys," DJ smiled. "I brought my pet bunny. I hope you don't mind."

"Oh my gosh!" Olivia squeed as she cooed the little bunny DJ revealed from the palm of his hand. "Aw it's so cute! So goochie goochie cute! What's his name? Or is it a her? Ah whatever!"

"I named him Bunny," DJ smiled. "And yes, it's a he."

"Nothing bad is going to happen to that bunny obviously," Gwen rolled her eyes, crossing her arms as she stared at Bunny.

"Aw darn!" Katherine snapped her fingers in frustration. "If he could bring a bunny, then I could've brought my cat! Then maybe I would've been a true Cat Burglar instead! Aw phooey!"

"That reminds me of a riddle," Nathan smiled. "Tell me Cat Burglar. When is it bad luck to see a black cat?"

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!" Katherine knew this by heart with excitement on her face. "When you are a mouse! Like my victims when I steal from them! Like a real Cat Burglar! Meow!"

"Precisely!" Nathan smiled happily.

"Oh my God," Velvet grumbled. "I'm surrounded by insane people."

The next boat arrived with a girl and a boy. A female and a male. The female was African-Canadian, who was rather um... large...in size. She looked to be from a more urban part of a city and hopped off with her luggage.

The male next to her had black messy hair with a blue T-shirt, a dark blue jacket, and grey jeans. He looked to be rather serious in nature and judging from the look he gave, he seemed to be another one of those-

"Greetings!" the male declared. "I am Isa! I hope we can work together as a team and fight our way through victory! Because as the great Muhammad Ali declared, "We must flow together like pigs and fight together like gorillas!""

"Hmm no," Noel shook his head. "Muhammad Ali never said such a thing."

"Glad to see you are able to introduce yourself to the mix as well," Chris frowned at Isa. The campers that introduce themselves. My gosh, they are taking his hosting opportunities away from him!

"I apologize Mr. McLean!" Isa told Chris. "It won't happen again! Because as the great George Washington once said, "Apologies can be forgiven quite easily if you make an effort to not let your mistake happen again!""

"Hmm no," Noel shook his head once more. "George Washington didn't say that either."

"In any case, welcome Leshawna!" Chris turned to the female who had appeared with Isa with a grin to signify a little greeting. "How was your trip here? I suspect it must've been memorable y'know with Isa on board."

"Are you fronting me?" Leshawna asked, looking at Chris with a sassy tone. "That white boy wouldn't stop shaking my hand and apologizing for accidentally touching my bum. I appreciate a little sophistication in the world, but not to that extent."

Leshawna moved toward the end of the dock where she was met with the other contestants. Then smiling, she gave a high-five to DJ and gave a happy cheerful greetings to everyone else.

"What's up my brothas and sistas!" Leshawna smiled. "Leshawna's in the house. Might as well pack up your bags because I came here to win."

"Not if I win first!" Jose grinned at Leshawna. "Because challenge accepted!"

"Let's just get these introductions over with before we start accepting challenges," Bridgette smiled at Jose with a sheepish look. "But really. It's nice to meet you Leshawna. And Isa as well."

"Yes!" Isa declared, nodding at Bridgette. "It's nice to meet you too!"

"Nice to meet you too sugar baby," Leshawna smiled at Bridgette.

The next boat arrived with two males. The first male was rather slender, but he wore a black striped suit and striped pants, making him seem like a gangster. He had a faint scar across his face and slick black hair with a dangerous aura surrounding him.

The second male was a lanky brunette, with a square glasses and was pretty much a nerd, through and through. Yes, it should be obvious who this male could be. And soon, the two stepped onto the docks.

"Omar and Harold!" Chris grinned before looking at the other contestants. "Best watch out. One of them's a member of the mafia. More importantly, a member of the Dalton Crime Family."

"And a very dangerous one at that," Harold, the lanky teen responded to Chris with a shake of his head. "Gosh! What made you think it was good idea to invite a member of the Dalton Crime Family here. They are like, the fifteenth most dangerous crime organizations in the world!"

"And ya forget that its second-in-command is standing right 'ere," Omar stared at Harold with a dangerous look on his face before looking at the other contestants. "Listen up, because what I say might ends up saving yer life, gots it? I may be a part of the Daltons, but 'ere, I'm just a contestant like da rest of ya! So if ya gonna discriminate, then yer jus' askin for problems ya can't solve! Capiche?"

"Capiche'd loud and clear!" Izzy giggled. "Oh wow! This is so cool! We have a criminal here competing against us!"

"Ahem," Duncan cleared his throat rather loudly. It was clear that Duncan wasn't enjoying this Omar for stepping on his turf as a criminal. But then again, Duncan wasn't technically a criminal. He was more so a juvenile criminal. But still, this Omar was going to be a rival for sure!

"Glads we all in an agreements," Omar nodded before stepping with the other contestants. Harold meanwhile looked around the island for a moment. Tapping his chin and holding his luggage he gave a nod.

"So are you saying instead of some 5-star resort we're staying at a crummy island that could potentially be turned into some sort of summer camp?" Harold asked Chris with a slight confusion. Chris only nodded in response. Then Harold pumped his fist in the air. "Yes! That is so much more favorable to my skills... though I think I remember reading something about this island in-"

"And here comes our next contestants!" Chris gave a grin, interrupting Harold's nonsense.

The next boat arrived with two females. The first female was an African-Canadian who looked rather beautiful. She wore a black tank-top, black jeans, had a slender body, black flowing long hair, and was a total bombshell!

The second female had a light brown hair and wore all pink. She wore a pink sweater and a white button-up underneath with a pink skirt and a pink pantyhose and brown ankle boots. The two gave a smiles and honestly, seeing two girls as pretty as them on the same boat.

It was enough to garner some boyish attention.

"Angel and Anna!" Chris grinned. "Ladies! How are you on this fine day!"

"Not as fine as you are McLean," Angel, the bombshell, placed her hand underneath Chris's chin as she winked at him. And instantly, Chris melted into a blushing mess. This girl was most likely ten years younger than him, but to flirt with him with so much ease, oh dear God.

"P-P-Please t-to- um- h-head t-to th-the d-dock- end..." Chris blushed, stammering as Angel winked at him again.

"Sure thing handsome," Angel winked at Chris once more before heading toward the other contestants. "And my. Don't you all look rather ravishing. So many tastes. So many flavors. I wonder if I can try them all."

She gave a wink to specifically the boys. Anna, the girl who wore pink, giggled as she began to write in a notepad.

"Try them all!" Anna smiled. "I'll determined which one's the best pick!"

"So we got a seductress who flirts with every boy she sees," Gwen crossed her arms before looking at Anna. "And what are you supposed to be? Someone who gets turned on seeing someone flirt with someone?"

"I don't just get turned on," Anna pouted, crossing her arms and looking away. "I help make love happen! I am your everyday Cupid! And my job is to spread love all around the world!... You seem very lonely. I think I can match you up big with someone perfect for y-"

"Nope, not interested," Gwen crossed her arms at Anna.

Looking away, Gwen found herself facing Trent, who merely gave a small smile at her. Then looking away from Trent, Gwen could feel her heart beat loud as she bit her lip. Crap. Now she was interested.

The next boat arrived with two other girls now. This time, one of the girls had short brown hair and looked to be rather mature. Mature than most of the other contestants in this show. The other girl on the other hand was of African descent. She had black hair tied in a pun as she wore what seemed to be red Shakespearean clothing, more so the ones commonly for males.

"Courtney and Rachel!" Chris grinned as he helped both Courtney, the girl with the brown hair, and Rachel, the one in the Shakespearean clothing, down from the boat and to the dock.

"Thank you," Courtney smiled at Chris, politely. Rachel on the other hand gave him a smile.

Then walking over to the other contestants first, Courtney was of course, the first one to introduce herself. And when she did, she was polite. But politeness means nothing in Total Drama unless they actually mean it. And for Courtney, that was up for you to find out!

"You must be my competitors," Courtney smiled at the other contestants as they stared at her. "It's really nice to meet you all."

And immediately, Owen grabbed her hand and shook it in glee. Shaking it in excitement Owen gave a happy grin to be meeting another contestant. Unlike most of the others, who just seemed bored at this point, Owen was still full of that "Woohoo!" energy.

"How's it going?!" Owen grinned, shaking her hand. "I'm Owen!"

"Nice to meet you Owen," Courtney smiled as she shook Owen's hand. "And as for the rest of you. Good luck to you all."

"Well she seems nice," Beth smiled at Gwen as she looked at Courtney. Gwen merely crossed her arms, looking at Beth with a raised eyebrow, before looking back at Courtney, a deadpan stare directed toward her.

"I don't buy it," Gwen muttered.

"To be or not to be!" Rachel on the other hand joined the introduced contestants, as she spoke with main elegance. "That is the question! Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer. The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune..."

"Um, what?" Angel blinked at Rachel, taking her eyes off of basically every guy in the contest.

"Tis an honor to be competing amongst thou arms!" Rachel bowed elegantly. "Tis beauty and brains and beastly farrow! Let the match be untested! Lest one falls down thy gallows!"

"I second that, what?" Anna blinked at Rachel, a little confused.

"I believe she is reciting some Shakespeare," Noel noted with a firm nod. "And she is speaking as if she was from the Shakespearean era as well. Yes. I remember now. To be or not to be. That is the question. Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer. The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune. Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles.."

"And by opposing end them: to die, to sleep!" Rachel continued Noel's recite of Shakespeare. "No more! And by a sleep, to say we end!"

"Oh I do enjoy a little Shakespeare now and then," Noel chuckled to himself. It seems that he was the only here that seemed to enjoy Rachel's speech pattern. The others just stared at her rather annoyed. And rather confused as well.

"Thou is quite valiant in thy terms of impressionism!" Rachel declared toward Noel as she crossed her arms with a valiant grin on her face.

The next boat arrived with this time two males. Because all of the females have been introduced, meaning it was now the last set of males. Nevertheless, the first male who came out had a gap between his front teeth, brown hair, and looked to be pretty weak. But he strutted forth as if he fit himself in the cool category.

The other male was a male with brown spiky hair, that only spiked up on his right side of his head. He also wore a blue and black shirt and blue and black pants with notable running shoes as he grinned, hopping forth out of the boat.

"Cody, the Codester, the Codemeister!" Chris grinned before looking at the male in the blue and black attire. "Oh and Craig."

"Dude," Cody attempted his best at flirtatiously grinning. "So psyched to be here. It seems that the ladies here have already arrived. Nice."

Cody gave flirtatious grins toward the contestants who were already introduced. And strutting as if he was cool, Cody headed toward the end of the docks where he spotted Heather. Then preparing to say something to her, Heather immediately spoke up with a cross of her arms.

"Stay out of my geek," Heather frowned, rejecting the ladies' man.

"Okay then," Cody gave a sly grin before retreating away to the other contestants.

"Ooh!" Anna smiled in excitement when she saw Cody's antics. And then she opened up her notepad with excitement. "Looks like he's desperate for some love! And love I can give him!"

"Or he's not who we think he is," Craig suddenly spoke up behind Anna who, and several other contestants, looked at him in slight confusion and interest. "As an Olympic swimmer and having traveled the Seven Seas, I can first and foremost declare that the specimen you call Cody... is secretly a mermaid!"

The cast went silent upon hearing that. And Cody, having heard his name, just stared at Craig as if he wanted to say 'What the f*ck?'. And Craig? He never stopped moving from that pose he made when he declared Cody was a 'mermaid.'

"Oh cool!" Izzy cackled. "We have a mermaid here with us!"

"I'm...not a mermaid..." Cody blinked at Craig who looked at Cody in slight confusion.

"Y-You're not?!" Craig blinked before crossing his arms and thinking to himself. "But you not being a mermaid can only mean that you are human. And if you're human then that must mean you must not be a mermaid!"

"Give the man an A+ for his reasoning skills," Gwen gave a sarcastic roll of her finger as she looked at Craig.

...

"So do mermaids have d*cks?" Izzy asked Cody with a smile.

"I am not a mermaid!" Cody declared with a throw of his arms. Already, his goal to seem cool was now faltering because of some guy's silly delusions. There goes his chance at getting some 'ladies'.

The next boat arrived with two other males. The first male was rather strange. He wore a black cloak, a black suit, black pants, and a black top hat. But most strange of all was the white mask he wore that showed nothing. That's right, a faceless white mask.

And the second male? Well, he was of Indian descent with rather scholarly clothes and just didn't seem to pay much attention to the strange male that stood beside him. Instead, he just resorted to reading a book.

"Give it up for Gold and Noah!" Chris grinned, extending his arm out to greet them. No one applauded. And that's to be expected. Because everyone just stared at the strange Gold rather than the bored Noah, who just walked over to the rest of the cast.

"Your applause his much appreciated," Noah rolled his eyes as he walked toward the rest of the cast. And then he stayed quiet.

"Well, we see one of them doesn't want to be here like the rest of us, what about this guy," Duncan asked, crossing his arms. "What is he supposed to be exactly? Some sort of freak?"

Instantly, Gold switched out his faceless mask with a sad white mask face.

"(D:) Awww, to think you all seemed like a bunch of interesting people," Gold frowned, his mask switching to more distressed mask. "(D;) I-I-I, th-thought I c-could f-finally escape b-being c-called a f-freak b-but I g-guess n-not... You're so m-mean y-you f*cking m-mohawk m-man!"

"F*cking mohawk man?" Duncan blinked at Gold. "Jesus. I didn't think this guy would be so sensitive."

"(;p) Oh I'm not sensitive," Gold pulled up another mask that was much more devious than the other ones. "(;p) I'm just... a simple man with a simple mission. That's all there is to it!"

"...Chris, where do you find these people?" Amanda asked, clearly not amused by Gold.

"On the internet," Chris shrugged, sipping a latte that came out of nowhere. "Where they submit their applications. And speaking of which, here comes our final two contestants! Give it up for..."

Music began to play. Music that plays whenever someone hot would appear. Oh God. You know what that means. The male that was shining such an effect was a male with black hair and was of course hot. Like seriously hot. Like mega hot.

Everyone stared at this male. Even the male on the boat, who was staring at the back with widened eyes. And this male was notably wearing a brown suit with a yellow polka-dot bowtie. He had clown make-up on, meaning he was a clown. And because he was a clown, he also had blue hair, an orange beret, and shorts.

"Justin!" Chris grinned at the hot male. "And our resident clown, Robbie!"

The contestants were silent as they saw Justin. My God, that bod, that hair, those eyes... ohh. Owen's eyes sparkled when he saw him. Anna and Samantha began to write furiously in their respective notepads and journals. Gold's mask changed into an (XD). And Eva, Velvet, and Gwen, the grumpiest of the cast, began to smile and swoon over him.

"Just for the record Justin," Chris grinned at Justin. "We picked you entirely on your looks. Is that cool?"

"All cool," Justin gave a nod at Chris as he headed to the end of the dock, not minding the eyes that were directed toward him as he positioned himself toward the end of the dock.

"Man, now that was hot," Robbie, the clown, brushed back his blue hair, before turning to the contestants. "Robbie's the name! And clowning around is my game! Anyone wanna smile for me?"

No one smiled. Because at this era, everyone hates clowns. Because clowns are freaky. Clowns are scary. Clowns live in sewers, eat children, and incite controversial violence that result in deaths of- Ahem.

"Wow," Robbie frowned. "Tough crowd. And I had to put on my make-up and everything just for this moment."

"Yeah um, clowns are like so last year," Crystal pointed out, tapping on her phone.

"Oh that's a shame," Robbie noted, before smiling at everyone. "But nevertheless, I plan on reintroducing the clown posse to the world! Reintroduce the funny and not scary clowns to the little boys and girls! I guess we can clearly thank that Stephen King movie for ruining the clown posse in the first place!"

"There goes another copyright strike," Chris mumbled as he heard this.

"Listen sugar honey," Leshawna sighed, placing her hand on Robbie's shoulder. "Don't want to press your buttons, but clowns were never funny and were always scary. Scary way before that movie came out hun."

Some of the contestants had to agree with Leshawna. Notably two of the contestants seemed moreso terrified of even being near Robbie.

Now with that said, that ended the introductions. And Chris was now ready to get this show on the road! Walking to the front of the campers, Chris held out a camera and gave a grin at them all.

"First things first now!" Chris grinned. "We need a group photo for the promos! Everyone, to the other end of the dock!"

The 44 contestants headed to the other end of the dock where Chris headed toward a rock out of the dock. Then camera in hand and aiming it at the contestants, he prepared to snap a very memorable picture of all 44 contestants, posing and ready to start the season.

...

"Alright, one, two..." Chris began before checking his camera and scratching his head. "Hold on. I forgot. I need to reinstall some film into this camera. Give me a moment. This won't take long."

Chris reinstalled some film into his camera before smiling and aiming at the 44 contestants. Y'all know what's going to come. Chris then aimed his camera but at the contestants with a grin.

...

"Alright one, two..." Chris began once more before checking his camera and scratching his head once more. "Oh wait! The lens are closed. Give me a moment. This won't take long."

"I have a bad feeling about this," Noah mumbled as he was wrapped underneath Owen's arm.

...

"Now we should be ready to go!" Chris grinned as he aimed his camera once more. "Now! Everyone say, 'Wawanakwa!'"

...

No one was even ready to yell out 'Wawanakwa'. Because as soon as Chris snapped the picture, the dock broke through. And thus, all fell the 44 contestants, deep into the water as some struggled to swim, while others latched on the wooden planks and looked at Chris, annoyed.

"Alright contestants," Chris grinned. "Dry off and meet by the campfire by 10."

...

Oh yes. This was it. This was the start of a new adventure.

When everyone got dried up, they found themselves meeting at the Campfire Pit. The trees that surrounded it were gray and looked to be slowly degrading. It was as if the island had not been inhabited for some time now. And that really does seemed to be the case.

"Welcome to Total Drama Island," Chris grinned. "More specifically, Wawanakwa Island. An island deep within Muskoka, Ontario that no one except the great Chris McLean would dare to venture into. It will become your home, for the next sixteen weeks!... The campers sitting around you will be your cabin-mates, your competition, and maybe even your friends."

The campers all looked at one another. Slight distrust began to envelope the environment around them. Slight insecure feelings began to erupting in some of the cast members. And even some smiles were given from one man to another man.

"The person to stay on Total Drama Island without getting voted off will win..." Chris grinned. "One million dollars!"

"Excuse me Chris," Angel smirked at Chris with a wink. "What will our sleeping arrangements be? Because I would like a bunk with one of those sweet flavored gentleman over there."

Angel gestured to specifically Justin, who merely gave a smile at her. And to be fair, who wouldn't want to bunk in with Justin?

"Now wouldn't that be fun," Chris grinned. "But sadly, lawsuits prohibit such an act. So it's best we have one side be for the girls, and one side be for the boys. So don't get any crazy ideas you horny kids you."

"I make no promises," Angel gave a wink at Chris, who mainly blushed in return.

"I have to bunk with Sadie, or else, I'll die," Katie told Chris with a nervous look, holding Sadie's hand rather tightly.

"And I'll break out in hives!" Sadie added. "It's true!"

Chris seemed to ignore the two girls' request. Mainly either because he's a big d*ck or because he just didn't care enough and just wanted to get on with the show. Probably the latter half. Holding up a list, Chris grinned at the 44 contestants.

"Here's how this is going to work," Chris grinned. "I'll divide you up into 4 teams. If I call your name out loud, please stand over to the left of that strange suspicious gray tree over there."

The strange suspicious gray tree was a strange suspicious gray tree. It was a tree unlike any other. It was so gray. So strange. And so suspicious. The description of such a tree was probably just a fluff created by the author, to take up word count space.

"Amethyst," Chris began to list off. "Angel, Beth, Cody, Craig, Izzy, Jose, Olivia, Lindsay, Nathan, and Owen. You are hereby known as the Screaming Gophers!"

"Woohoo yeah!" Owen cheered. "I'm a Gopher!"

"That reminds me of a riddle!" Nathan smiled happily. "What runs around a whole yard without moving?"

"A gopher?" Beth guessed.

"Ooh ooh!" Lindsay raised her hand with an enthusiastic smile. "A strawberry!"

"A fence!" Nathan answered with a happy smile. "Ha! I knew I could trick up some people on this team by masking the real answer underneath the title of our team! This will be fun!"

"The next set of contestants," Chris grinned. "When I call your name, please stand over to the left of the that strange, suspicious, green rock over there."

The strange suspicious green rock was a strange suspicious green rock. It was a rock unlike any other. It was so strange. So suspicious. And so green. The description of such a rock was probably just another fluff created by the author, to take up word count space.

"Anna," Chris began to list off. "Courtney, Duncan, Elizabeth, Geoff, Gold, Isa, Jerome, Rachel, Sadie, and Trent! You are hereby known as the Killer Bass!"

"(XD) Hahahahahaha!" Gold laughed at the name with his mask that was in the facial expression of something that was laughing hysterically. "It's funny because bass don't normally kill anyone! We are so screwed!"

"Well there goes our first sign of positivity on this team," Courtney shook her head at Gold's antics.

"Wait!" Sadie gasped. "But what about Katie?!"

"And the other set of contestants," Chris grinned. "When I call your name, please stand over to the right of that strange, suspicious, grass pile over there."

The strange suspicious grass pile was a strange suspicious grass pile. It was a pile like most other. It was so strange. So suspicious. And so grassy. The description of such a grass pile, might actually serve a purpose to the story. But as for now, it will be a fluff to this chapter created by the author, to take up word count space.

"Amanda," Chris began his list. "Bridgette, Eva, Gwen, Harold, Heather, Katie, Leshawna, Omar, Robbie, and Ryan. You are hereby known as the Savage Bunnies!"

"Savage Bunnies?!" Ryan gasped. "But Bunnies aren't Savage! And I can't be a Savage Bunny either! Because savage heroes are are... anti-heroes! The worst kinds of heroes possible!"

"Eh, I gots no problems with da name," Omar shrugged brushing back his black hair.

"No!" Katie cried out. "I have to be a Bass! I can't be a Bunny! I have to be a Bass with Sadie!"

"I mights have problems with dis chick 'ere doh," Omar gave an irritated look at Katie and her complaining. If she continued to do this, well, this might just end up annoying him to the point of insanity.

"And the rest of you," Chris grinned. "Stand over by that normal, dark brown tree over there!"

The normal dark brown tree needs no description. It's just a normal, dark brown tree. Most likely, due to animation error, it would change colors several times because no one bothers to check when it comes to animation errors. So thus, fluff!

"Crystal," Chris grinned as he begins to list off. "DJ, Ezekiel, Justin, Katherine, Noah, Noel, Samantha, Snake, Tyler, and Velvet. You will hereby be known as the Raging Beavers!"

"OMG, I'm a Raging Beaver!" Crystal grinned.

"Yay," Noah rolled his eyes, not even caring.

"Alright campers," Chris grinned. "You and your team will be on camera in all public areas during the middle of this competition!"

Confessional: Oh wow! I'm back again!

Chris: You will also be able to share, your inner most thoughts on tape with video diaries, any time you want! Let the audience know what you are thinking. The deeper the thought, the better it is!

Velvet: (crossing her arms, not amused) This sucks.

Gwen: (crossing her arms, not amused) This sucks.

Owen: (thrusts his arms in the air) This is awesome!

"Alright!" Chris grinned. "Any questions? Cool! Let's find your cabins!"

And with that, Chris began to lead all the 44 contestants to the an area with four different cabins, each very identical to the last. Each wooden, each with see-through door frames, and a red roof.

"Your cabins," Chris began to point to each of the cabins. "Screaming Gophers. Killer Bass. Savage Bunnies. Raging Beavers!"

To be clear, the Screaming Gophers were on the far left cabin. The Killer Bass were on the left cabin near the middle. The Savage Bunnies were on the right cabin near the middle. And the Raging Beavers on the far right cabin. There. That should help your imagination!

Screaming Gophers (Boy's Side) - Cody, Craig, Jose, Nathan, Owen

The male Screaming Gophers entered their cabins with curious glances all around. Cody, Craig, Jose, Nathan, and Owen walked in with their luggages. There were four bunk beds, enough for the boys who merely gave grins at the place they were.

"Bunk beds?" Jose noted with a grin. "A wooden cabin? Man. This island is like a summer camp! This is so awesome yo!"

"And you know what else summer camps have?" Nathan asked with a grin, as he set his luggage by a bunk bed. Following his method were the other boys.

"Mermaids?!" Craig asked enthusiastically.

"Um, is this a riddle?" Cody asked Nathan, eyebrows raised.

"Please," Nathan shook his head with a grin. "Just because I love riddles doesn't mean I'll annoyingly tell riddles. What I was about to say is that summer camps have ladies! And we got the hottest one right next door to us!"

"Ohhh yes!" Jose had to grin at that.

"Yeah, that Izzy is sure hot!" Owen grinned.

The boys were silent for a moment as they stared at Owen with strange glances. Then looking back at one another, Jose cleared his throat, looking at his fellow male cabinmates.

"Well, I would say this is a new record," Jose grinned. "We just got settled in for like a minute and already we're perving on girls! Ha! Which ones are you all perving on right now? Though I think the answer should be obvious."

"Angel," Cody, Craig, Jose, and Nathan all responded simultaneously as Owen chuckled to himself.

"Oh yes gentleman," Nathan gave a grin at the male cabinmates to which he was forced to spend his days with. "There is no puzzle as to who is the hottest female on this island. The true puzzle lies on who here can woo her and claim her as their own. Would you all like to take part into this challenge?"

Cody, Craig, and Jose looked at one another. Owen merely watched. Mainly because Owen didn't really feel the hots for Angel that much. But the other three, well, no sh*t, they gave a grin at one another before nodding at Nathan.

"Sure!" Craig grinned. "A temptress like that has to be one thing... a mermaid!"

"Uh yeah sure," Jose shook his head at Craig. "But nevertheless, I never back out a dare, so you can count me in Nathan!"

"Same here!" Cody grinned, the thought of him and Angel together really fueling his perverted thoughts. Oh yes, these boys are clearly the horniest of the horny in this season. And that's really saying something.

And thus, the three boys shook their hands together as Nathan smiled at this with Owen. Though for Nathan, it was something... more within that mind of his.

Confessional: Riddle me this, riddle me that. Why does Nathan remind me of the Riddler. The famed enemy of the Bat?

Jose: Not one minute in and I've already accepted a challenge! This place just keeps getting better and better! Oh man! I wonder what other challenges I can accept here? What other stuff here that make my experience much more awesome?! I gotta go find out! (Jose hurries out of the Confessional)

Nathan: (looks directly at the camera with a sly smile) Give it food and it will live. What am I? Well, that's simple, fire. And to start a fire, you must piece together the components required for that fire. Cody, Craig and Jose are my firewood, and their heated battle to contest for Angel's hand is the lighter. My fire is all set. Now I all need to do is add some fuel. And then I can sweep through the game. You see, I'm more than just a Puzzle Master. I'm the one who's going to win this game with nothing but the most powerful thing man can possess. (taps his head) The mind. (smiles once more)

Screaming Gophers (Girl's Side) - Amethyst, Angel, Beth, Izzy, Olivia, Lindsay

Angel stopped everything she was doing after she entered the Screaming Gophers cabin on the girl's side. She looked around, a little suspicious, then shook her head and noted her female cabinmates strange confused looks directed toward her.

"Angel, is something wrong?" Beth asked.

"Not at all little girl," Angel gave a smile. "I just get the feeling some people's been talking about me behind my back. It's a really shady feeling from the looks of what I've felt, but it should be expected."

"Well yeah, because you're hot!" Izzy climbed onto the top of the bunk bed, Angel's bed was on with a single jump. "Did you see those guys out there?! They were all drooling and staring, like my pet camel! Yeah! He would always tell me funny stories and and sing lullabies to me and-"

"You have a pet camel?" Beth looked surprised and interested.

"And the camel can sing?!" Lindsay gasped. "Aww! I always wanted a singing camel!"

"The closest singing camel we have is our opponent's mascot, Carly the Camel," Olivia sighed, shaking her head in disappointment upon hearing what Izzy had claimed. It seemed she wanted a singing camel as well.

"Ew, that's such a nasty name for a camel," Lindsay looked at Olivia in disgust.

"I know right?" Olivia looked at Lindsay in total agreement.

"Yeah well, I only had Caramel for like five minutes before the Egyptian creeps were all like, 'Get away from our camel you psycho b*tch'," Izzy pouted. "They were so rude to me like you wouldn't believe it!"

"Oh yes, I know how you feel," Amethyst looked at Izzy with a smile. She was in a meditative position as she spoke with a rather soft voice. "In fact, when someone spouts incoherent insults towards the Shinto gods, I always warned them that they will be struck by the lightning god, Raijin, but they never listen. Oh how the poor souls wished they did now."

"Wait, so did they actually get struck by lightning or something?" Angel had to raise an eyebrow at Amethyst.

"Oh well, I'm not sure," Amethyst tapped her chin in thought. "You see, Raijin has a partner-in-crime named Fujin, who is the god of wind. Raijin does the deed of cleaning the insolent fools. Fujin hides the evidence with his wind. That's how they do things in our world."

The girls were rather silent. Amethyst was clearly an odd one, but her ideals on this Japanese-Shinto folklore was rather interesting to say the least. Here's hoping it doesn't become quite an annoyance.

Confessional: Fun fact! Raijin and Fujin were the base for Pokemon, Thundurus and Tornadus!

Amethyst: (currently praying) Oh how I speak up to Shinigami. Please transport the dearly departed unbelievers to a place where they realize the errors of their ways and realize the mistakes of misjudging the Shinto gods.

Angel: (crossing her arms and giving a smirk) Well I certainly lucked out in having some of the coolest teammates. Amethyst may be odd, but her whole schtick on gods and Japanese folklore is honestly really interesting. And the other three gals? Well, they're nicer than my gal pals at home so that's a plus. No offense by the way Soren! (waves at the camera)

Killer Bass (Boy's Side) - Duncan, Geoff, Gold, Isa, Jerome, Trent

"Alright dudes!" Geoff tossed down a large speaker on the ground as soon as he unpacked and grinned at his fellow male cabinmates. Duncan, Gold, Isa, Jerome, and Trent all stared at Geoff as he stood on the speaker proudly. "We've made it here! And you know what that means!"

"Judging with my five minutes of noticing how much you like the word 'party', I'm just going to take a guess and say, 'party'?" Trent asked Geoff who gave a grin at him in return.

"You got it Trent bro!" Geoff grinned as he pulled out a random ice cooler from his duffel-bag and took out what seemed to be soda. Oh yes, and they were the bottle ones too. Even better!

"Dude, nice!" Duncan grinned as he took a soda, popped it open and started to sip. "Dude! I've known you for a minute and I can already tell we are going to get along great!"

"Yes!" Isa declared with a happy grin. "Because getting along is an important step in team building! As the great Abraham Lincoln once said, "To get along is to have fun and enjoy a couple of beverages!""

"I don't think Abraham Lincoln said that, but alright," Trent shrugged as he took a beverage and clinked it with Gold's, who's mask was now in the form of (X3). Then he held out his drink in the middle. "To the Killer Bass?"

"(XD) To the Killer Bass!" Gold declared, clinking his drink with Trent once more before he flipped his mask into a mask with a large question mark on it. "(?-?) Though, I'm still wondering if bass can kill or not. Because then that would make bass like very dangerous fish. And given the fact that everyone's eaten bass at one point in their lives, does that mean we've been eating poison?"

"I would just forget it and deal with the fact that we're called the Killer Bass," Jerome spoke with a rather depressed look on his face. He didn't grab a soda. Instead, he had just set his bag on the bed he wanted and prepared to leave. "In any case, thanks for the offer of a party and drinks Geoff. I'm just gonna go out and be by myself if that's alright with you."

"Totally brah!" Geoff tipped his cowboy hat. "If you want a soda, I'll make sure to save one for you!"

Jerome said nothing as he left. It seemed he didn't want to hang around these lot of optimistic people. But only some could question why he was leaving, as Duncan, Isa, Gold, and Trent stared at the door where he had just left.

"Man, whatever happened to him at juvie must've been really bad for him to be like this," Duncan noted, sipping his soda.

"(-.-) He must have a tragic backstory," Gold said, his mask narrowing its eyes and staring at the door Jerome left through, before laughing hysterically. "(XD) Just like all the angsty cool guys! Wahahahahaha!"

Duncan, Isa, and Trent could only stare at Gold in slight confusion.

Confessional: How does Gold change his mask so quickly?

Duncan: Out of all the guys on the team, Gold is the one that takes the cake of being the kookiest. What's with those masks, and how the heck is he changing them so quickly? It's like he's not even human... is he human?

Gold: (his mask displayed a rather confused question mark face before beginning to change several times throughout his Confessional) (?-?) A game plan? (XD) Ha! I don't need one! I'm on a mission after all! And this mission is top secret so I ain't telling you lot nothing! Wahahahaha! (.-.) ... Hm. Now I don't know why I'm here.

Killer Bass (Girl's Side) - Anna, Courtney, Elizabeth, Rachel, Sadie

The Killer Bass girls began to get settled in. Unlike the boys who threw a party the first thing they did, Anna, Courtney, Elizabeth and Rachel found themselves attempting to comfort a distraught Sadie. She was staring out the window with a solemn look in her eyes. She wanted to be on the Bunnies, where Katie was...

"Well, on the bright side," Anna gave her best attempt at a small smile. "At least you're not breaking out in hives like you said you would."

Courtney, Elizabeth and Rachel stared at Anna with raised eyebrows. Truly wasn't the time to crack such a response, but then again. This whole ordeal was just strange. Sadie was clingy. And that wasn't going to be worth the team.

"Oh doth not showeth the clouds of rain amongst your fleeting heart!" Rachel placed a hand on Sadie's shoulder. "A maiden you lost is not truly forgotten, till truly you and thy good will part!"

"I think what Rachel is trying to say is well," Courtney bit her lip for a moment before looking at Sadie with slight sympathy. "You shouldn't get hung up over this. I mean, it's not like you won't see her again right?"

Sadie still looked outside. She was silent. Oh this was going to be a problem indeed.

"...Well I tried," Courtney shook her head with a sigh.

"Maybe I should go sing a song for her," Elizabeth suggested with a smile on her face. "That usually helps mend a broken heart now doesn't it?"

"Except, I don't think this is a typical broken heart," Anna gave a sheepish smile. Then she took out her notepad. "Unless, Sadie really does love Katie and they are actually dating! Oooh! This is so juicy! Nevermind what I said before, Elizabeth! Sing at them!"

"Doth not be sending forth thy requiem!" Rachel declared toward Anna and Elizabeth. "Lady Sadie would like a moment of business with the fair Lady Katie in thy upper land!"

"...I think what she's trying to say is to let Sadie go see Katie," Courtney shook her head. "I mean it's not like they won't be able to see each just because they're on different teams right?"

"Really?" Sadie looked at her fellow female cabinmates. "You guys would let me do that?"

"If you said something earlier then we would've just let you go," Courtney crossed her arms at Sadie. Sadie blinked at Courtney. Then instantly she headed out of the cabin, ready to go see Katie. And Courtney sighed as Anna, Elizabeth, and Rachel gave a small smile.

"Well, I think that situation is settled," Elizabeth smiled.

"I would say so yep!" Anna cheerfully smiled.

Confessional: But what if she starts spilling enemy secrets?!

Courtney: (crossing her arms) Bunking with Anna, Elizabeth, Rachel and Sadie makes me think that I can potentially take control of the team. After all, every team needs a strong and efficient leader, and who better to leave than the CIT herself. (smiles smugly) That's right! I am a CIT, through and through!

Isa: (taps his chin in thought) I sense that there is someone who will challenge me for the spot of team leader. Well whoever they are, I surely can't let them do that now can I? (grips his head in slight frustration) Ooh... what would Kennedy McMann do right about now?

Savage Bunnies (Boy's Side) - Harold, Omar, Robbie, Ryan

The Savage Bunnies Boys found themselves sitting under their own bunk beds as they stared at one another. It seems that Ryan was still pretty hung up over being called something as strange as the Savage Bunnies.

"Oi, just leave its a rests now, would ya?" Omar asked with a deep sigh. "There ain't nothin bad bein' called the Savage Bunnies."

"Of course there is something bad!" Ryan declared. "Bunnies are meant to be cute! Cuddly! Creatures of the prime! Creatures that give colorful candy eggs to the children every Easter! That is what bunnies do! They are not... savage!"

"Actually, there was an account of a savage bunny back in April 20, 1979," Harold pointed out, being the nerdy dweeb he was. "The US President Jimmy Carter found himself attacked by a berserker swamp bunny that was swimming toward him while threateningly. Of course, the President didn't get hurt because he was about to fight himself, but still, there are such things as 'savage' bunnies."

Everyone stared at Harold, rather confused.

"Um, did we need to know that?" Robbie blinked, a little confused.

"Nope, nots at all," Omar shook his head before turning back to Ryan. "The points is, ya gots to keep it togetha. Because no sh*t, if ya ain't gonna do somethin about its, then stop dat whinin of youse and just stay sharp."

"Hah!" Robbie laughed. "That's a pun right?"

Now it was Robbie's turned to be stared at as he chuckled sheepishly.

"Y'know, because of the sword..." Robbie trailed off before clearing his throat and pretending he hadn't spoken out.

"So what you are saying is," Ryan tapped his chin before an idea came to his head. "Maybe I should go to Mr. McLean! And then ask him to change the name! Oh what a great idea Mr. Dalton! Truly a great idea! I will go do that right now!"

"Wait, that ain't what I-" Omar started before Ryan raced out of the cabin. "-Said."

"Well, and there he goes," Robbie smiled with a cross of his arms. "Man, he runs faster than the Cheetah Guy back at home. Ha. You should see him. Running as fast as the Roadrunner! Haha!"

"Actually, calculating it no-" Harold began before Omar shushed him with a finger to his lips.

"Don't start, capiche?" Omar asked Harold.

Confessional: Capiche'd loud and clear!

Omar: (sighs) Looks like I'm bein stuck on a team of idiots. At least back at 'ome, the peeps there be less annoyin and 'ave bigger smarts than these bozos right 'ere. Shame I gots to deal with them for likes, sixteen weeks. F*ck me.

Ryan: It's at this point in time that I realize something crucial. I'm bunking in a room... with a criminal! Oh yes! After I go change our name from the Savage Bunnies to the Cute and Adorably Strong Bunnies, I will keep a closer eye on that Omar! Anyone from the Dalton Crime Family is no doubt bad news! (places his hand on the helm of his sword)

Robbie: (laughs sheepishly) This will be a fun sixteen weeks for all of us.

Savage Bunnies (Girl's Side) - Amanda, Bridgette, Eva, Gwen, Heather, Katie, Leshawna

"The top bunk is mine," Heather glared at Leshawna, who merely glared back at the queen bee with a rather discontent.

"For real girl?" Leshawna glared at Heather. Her glare was rather more filled with disapproval than any, and the fact that this chick was already getting on her nerves. Well! That's certainly a new record for sure! "We just got here and already you're acting like you own the place!"

"I might as well own it," Heather retorted. "After all, compared to you all, I'm more popular than the rest of you!"

"Shall I incite a revolution against the b*tch?" Amanda asked, Gwen, keeping her megaphone by her waist. Gwen on the other hand watched the two fight with a glum look on her face.

"Can't say she doesn't deserve it," Gwen shrugged before shaking her head. "But no. I rather we not fight each other. And hosting a revolution against one member might make things much worst."

"She's got a point," Bridgette gave a nod at Gwen, keeping her surfboard by her own claimed bed. Also standing right next to them was Eva, who merely watched the interaction between Heather and Leshawna, both of whom were arguing about the bunk bed still.

"Well, this is getting really annoying," Gwen sighed as she stood up. "Call me when they're finished with their bickering."

"In the meantime, find that other annoying girl," Eva frowned. "What's her name? Katie? Yeah. I didn't see her come and unpack her things here."

"Oh, I told her she could go see Sadie," Bridgette told Eva and Gwen with small smile. "Mainly because she seemed to be inseparable to Sadie, so just seeing her could boost up her morale right?"

"I see no reason to incite a revolution there," Amanda gave a nod at Bridgette in approval. "Good work. Now the next work we need to do is see what we can do about the popular b*tch and her opponent."

"Simple," Eva stood up, a vein popping out from her forehead. Oh yes. She's getting super tired with all this noise. And with that, Amanda, Bridgette, and Gwen watched with slight wide-eyes at what Eva was doing to stop this fight.

Confessional: And then everyone died.

Bridgette: (looks visibly disturbed) Well um. I guess we got that situation settled? (chuckles sheepishly)

Raging Beavers (Boy's Side) - DJ, Ezekiel, Justin, Noah, Noel, Snake, Tyler

The Raging Beavers Boys settled in with no words to spare one another. And that was because they all had rather differing views on what to expect of their sixteen weeks here at Wawanakwa Island. DJ was petting Bunny. Ezekiel was looking at Bunny, curious. Justin was unpacking and trying to make himself look even hotter. Noah was reading his book, not bothering to unpack. Noel was unpacking and putting away some of his valuables. Snake was just confused as to what was happening. And Tyler managed to get himself hurt while unpacking.

All in all, it was fun in the boy's side of the Raging Beavers.

"You gonna eat that eh?" Ezekiel blinked at Bunny, who blinked back in response.

"W-What?" DJ blinked at Ezekiel in shock and surprise. "Eat Bunny? No way! That's like animal cruelty or something! Bunny is my friend! And I'm not going to eat my friend! It goes against my whole vegetarian diet!"

"So you're a vegan?" Tyler asked with an approving nod. "Awesome. What's it like?"

"What do you mean what's it like?" DJ asked Tyler, raising an eyebrow. "It's like any other diet but with vegetables and non-meat products. That's all there is to it!"

"Ignoring that whole thing about vegetarians and meat, which I can't really have much of because it can ruin the abs I tried so hard to build," Justin pointed to his abs with a smile. "I'm curious to know, what do you guys think about the people so far? So many of them are so interesting."

"Meh," Noah continued to read his book.

"I don't know much about them so I'm sorry," Snake rubbed his neck with a slight sheepish smile.

"They are all indeed interesting," Noel crossed his arms, answering Justin's question. "Having been one of the earlier contestants introduced, I can say that much of a fact. As I recall, I believe we even have a... 'cat burglar' ...on our team."

"What kind of hamburger is that?" Tyler asked Noel with a raised eyebrow.

"Not a cat-burger," Noah sighed, shaking his head. "A cat burglar. Y'know, Katherine? The one who steals things and boasts about the things she steals not-so-subtilely? Yeah. That one."

"Oh, that chick," Tyler gave a nod.

"Jeez, jocks," Noah mumbled to himself as he directed his gaze and attention back at his book.

"A girl as slippery as that could be a rather useful asset to our team," Noel gave a nod as he tapped his head in thought. "As well as Justin's ability to distract anyone in our way, Noah's intellect, and some of DJ's muscular qualities. Oh yes gentlemen. I see good fortune for us all. To the Raging Beavers I must say?"

"To the Raging Beavers, yeah!" Tyler joined in as the others stared at one another.

Confessional: Now Beavers, oh yes. They are filled with rage. They take their anger out on wood, which is why they're slapping it all the time!

Noah: (looks bored) Meh. I'm not here to cheer for our team. I'm just here to play the game and win with my own brain. That's all there is to it. Tyler can go and cheer however he likes, but in the end, it's the brain that ends up beating the brawn.

Noel: Such interesting teammates. Such interesting qualities each of them have. But in the end, what is the most useful I must ask?

Raging Beavers (Girl's Side) - Crystal, Katherine, Samantha, Velvet

And finally, the Raging Beaver girls had just settled in. Crystal was currently on her top bunk, tapping away on her phone as she smiled. Even without WiFi, she could still blog away as she pleased. It just won't have any effe- What is she even doing on her phone?

"I really hope that doesn't become an annoyance," Velvet glumly stared at Crystal's phone. "Because if it is, I would rather have it be thrown into the lake than have it be in your hand."

"Like OMG, chill for a moment," Crystal looked rather defensive at the sound of having her phone get possibly depleted like that. "I'm not gonna like do stuff on my phone, like all the time."

"So you don't mind if I stole it?" Katherine gave an innocent smile.

"What?" Crystal looked at Katherine in surprise before glaring at her. "Like yeah I would mind! Like OMG, if you take my phone, I will like beat you limb from limb before you give it back to me."

"Wow, touchy much?" Katherine pouted, crossing her arms with a sigh.

"Well getting a phone stolen away is a touchy subject," Samantha shifted her feet a bit slightly. She still felt a bit awkward with the people around her. "And seeing that Crystal has that strong of a bond with her phone, it's safe if you don't touch it y'know?"

"True true," Katherine gave a smile at Samantha.

"Thank you Samantha!" Crystal sighed in relief, smiling appreciatively at Samantha. "Like LOL, even if you're kind of like, awkward and stuff, you don't seem half bad, LMFAO!"

"Ah um...um...thank you?" Samantha blushed in embarrassment. She wasn't sure how to take this compliment. Instead, she just jotted in her journal, now silent, now quiet, now unresponsive to what else was going to happen in this cabin.

Confessional: I don't see her laughing her *ss off? What?

Samantha: (takes a deep breath) Okay. Okay. Coming to this island was a big mistake. I don't know what to make up of half of the people on this island. I mean, they are all so strange. They all probably hate me. And my bunkmates, Crystal, Katherine, and Velvet. They might be planning my downfall as I speak! (begins to scribble through her journal rather aggressively)

Katherine: Samantha isn't that bad. I would tote love to be friends with her. And not because I can use her to record my greatest burglaries and thieveries yet! (smiles innocently)

(Cafeteria)

"Listen up!" roared the voice of the great Chef Hatchet, a muscular African-Canadian who was burly in size and definitely very very strong. He wore a chef's hat and a cook's apron and carried forth a rather large booming voice as he spoke. "I serve three times a day! And you will eat, three times a day! So grab a tray! Get your food! And sit your *sses down now!"

The cafeteria was a large building available to all. It had seated a bunch of wooden benches and its decor was that of different types of rifles, all different kinds, that just hung on the wall. And accompanying that now was the long line of the 44 contestants, ready to receive their lunch. The first in line was Angel, who now became the first contestant to receive something from Chef Hatchet: Sloppy Joes! 10% Joe, 90% Sloppy!

"Absolutely delicious," Angel gave a smirk at the food she received, though anyone who noticed that twitch in her eye would know how she's really feeling. "You cooked this yourself now didn't you?"

"...Yes..." Chef bluntly responded to Angel with a dangerous look directed to her own eyes.

"Oh that's swell," Angel gave a flirtatious wink at Chef. "I just love a man who can cook. How about after lunch, you and me go out in the back and...let me taste some flavors you have to offer..."

"...No..." Chef bluntly responded to Angel with that same dangerous look directed to her own eyes.

"Oh...I see..." Angel looked at Chef with slight disappointment. Deep inside, she was grateful Chef refused. Because such a burly man like that, holy hell, he looked like a goddamn criminal or something that could easily maim her.

"Get out of my face," Chef coldly told Angel. And she didn't need to be told twice. "Next!"

Next in line was Noah, Owen, and Gold (whose mask was in the expression of (.~.)), who were all given the same Sloppy Joe's Angel got. And that cold stare caused Noah, Owen, and Gold to kind of shiver in fear as they avoided eye contact (though for Gold, it wasn't clear if he was even trying to avoid eye contact).

"Um, good food," Owen gave a sheepish smile at Chef.

"If you can call it that," Noah muttered to himself.

"What was that?!" Chef barked at Noah, who instantly shrunk in slight fear. "Come closer scrawny boy. I didn't hear you."

"Um, no thank you," Noah blinked in slight fear before heading off quickly. Owen also chuckled sheepishly at Chef before following Noah's lead and hurrying off quickly. And soon Gold, who's mask quickly turned into a (:D).

"Now what are you smiling at?" Chef glared at Gold... And then the Sloppy Joe that was on his plate quickly began to stick itself on Gold's mask as he smiled.

"... (:D) Well your food just climbed onto my face for starters..." Gold spoke with a slight chuckle before clearing his throat and his mask switching with the strange food still latched on. "(D:) Please get it off."

...

Soon, everyone got their food, courtesy of Chef Hatchet who was merely grumbling in the background as he cleaned his counter. The slight looks of disgust that enveloped in everyone's face was overwhelming, but much enjoyable to the eyes of Chris McLean, who walked in with a merry smile. And also to note, the teams all sat together in their respective tables.

"Welcome to the Main Lodge!" Chris grinned. "Otherwise known as the Cafeteria!"

"Yo Chris," Geoff turned his head toward Chris with a dissatisfied look. "Think we can order a pizza or something?"

Geoff got an answer when a cleaver hit the Killer Bass square in the middle, causing him to recoil in fear and shock. And not only him, but a dozen of other contestants as well looked at the deadly glare Chef was giving them all.

"Whoa whoa, it's cool!" Geoff cried out in fear. "It's cool! Sloppy Joe's is cool bro!"

"Well in that case," Chris grinned at the 44 contestants, even more excited to get this show on the road. "Your first challenge is coming soon. It's coming soon in one hour!"

"What do you think they'll make us do?" Samantha asked, a little nervous as to what was going to happen.

"It's our first challenge," Noel merely ate his food in response to Samantha's question. His eyes was close. He was deep in thought. But still, he also couldn't help but wonder... "How hard could it possibly be?"

A cliff.

Sharks.

Buoys galore.

And large heights.

That was the first challenge.

"Bloody f*cking hell," Noel cursed as the 44 contestants dressed into their swim attire, standing on top of that cliff, now with fear dreading on their faces. They didn't come to just a typical island. They came to Wawanakwa Island.

An island unlike any other...

To be continued...

Contestants Left: 44

Screaming Gophers:

Amethyst - The Japanese Folklorist

Angel - The Femme Fatale

Beth - The Wannabe

Cody - The Ladies's Man

Craig - The Olympic Swimmer

Izzy - The Crazy Psycho

Jose - The Awesome Daredevil

Olivia - The Energetic Cheerleader

Lindsay - The Dumb Blonde

Nathan - The Puzzle Master

Owen - The Jolly Colossus

Killer Bass:

Anna - The Romantic Matchmaker

Courtney - The Counselor-In-Training

Duncan - The Juvenile Delinquent

Elizabeth - The Pop Idol

Geoff - The Party Guy

Gold - The Masked Mystery

Isa - The Team Leader

Jerome - The Bad Boy

Rachel - The Shakespearean Poet

Sadie - The Other BFF

Trent - The Cool Dude

Savage Bunnies:

Amanda - The Tough Revolutionaire

Bridgette - The Surfer Chick

Eva - The Female Bully

Gwen - The Goth Girl

Harold - The Absolute Dweeb

Heather - The Queen Bee

Katie - The BFF

Leshawna - The Big Sistah

Omar - The Mafia Member

Robbie - The Circus Clown

Ryan - The Honorable Hero

Raging Beavers:

Crystal - The Millennial Blogger

DJ - The Gentle Giant

Ezekiel - The Prairie Boy

Justin - The Eye Candy

Katherine - The Cat Burglar

Noah - The Snarky Schemer

Noel - The Affluent Progeny

Samantha - The Awkward Journalist

Snake - The Clueless Amnesiac

Tyler - The Pain Magnet

Velvet - The Tattoo Artist

Ah. Another Total Drama fanfic. It's been a while and I'm not dead! I've just found myself interested in other things and some friends of mine suggested I reboot a fic and do this again. So here it is!

The reboot to Total Drama Island with now newer characters and newer personalities to feel indulged in! Another journey! Another fic where I hope will be completed! (I needs absolute focus and support for this project to be finished!) But yes! Here it is! Total Drama Island: Revamped!

And now...

Next time: I regain the feeling of having to write people jumping off of cliffs.