Gundam Island Survivor
By Shinigami 2.0
Hi there! This is the next half of this story I hope you enjoy it... For the disclaimer, look at chapter one. Here begins chapter 2: the finale.
Duo was sick. Not JUST sick, 'Exorcist' sick.
"Uuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Uuuuurrrrrggghhhh!"
"Uuuaaarrrggghhh..."
"Urgh..."
"I feel better now..." Duo groaned.
Duo stood up from his crouch, and stumbled over to the small campfire that the crew had made earlier. Duo may have felt better, but he was obviously woogy. He had a strange desire to wear a grass skirt and throw spears at things. Grinning like there was no tomorrow, Cathy was telling a glorified version of how she stopped Trowa from self-detonating. Trowa sat grumpily beside her.
"Ooh," groaned Dorothy, rubbing her neck, "What hit me?"
"Heero did..." explained Hilde, sighing.
Duo, giggling like a schoolgirl, snuck off into the woods. When he came back, Duo was wearing a grass skirt and wearing war paint.
"Aiah!" he shouted as he charged at the group, throwing rocks and brandishing a spear.
"Is that you, Duo?" asked Trowa, confused.
"He's gone native!" Dorothy shouted, "Not that bad a body, though..."
"Shut up, whore." scolded Hilde, "Musta been the rat..."
"Aiah!" he repeated, "Asukah mookah Shinigami!"
"What the hell?" Dorothy shouted as she was hit by one of the thrown rocks.
Duo ran up to Hilde and hit her over the head, "My mate. Ugh..."
"Hilde's gonna love this..." mentioned Trowa, grimacing.
Duo took some homemade rope and quickly tied up the group of three. He then dragged the unconscious Hilde over to the small campfire.
"Attention castaways!" the announcer announced, "We will now vote on the next person to leave."
The three present, conscious - English speaking - members conversed the subject over. After a few minutes of deliberation, the three decided. All three of them looked to the camera and shouted:
"Dorothy!" Trowa and Cathy both shouted.
"ME!" Dorothy cheered, "Quatre-kun! I'm coming!"
With that decided, Dorothy squirmed free of the ropes - allowing the others to get free. Trowa and Cathy tied up Duo with the said rope. Carrying Duo over to a grassy field, Trowa accidentally dropped the struggling Duo on his head. Trowa blushed slightly as he picked up the screaming Duo.
"Hey!" screeched Duo, now normal again, "Put me down!
"You, ah," stuttered Trowa, "you back to normal?"
Dou's anger was evident as he screeched, "YES I'M BACK TO F***ING NORMAL!"
Trowa's answer was simple, "Oh."
(*_*)
Wufei slipped out of some bushes. His hair was a complete mess. Lipstick covered his face. Wufei's clothing was torn in several places and was torn in several places.
"Where is everybody?" the Chinese man asked, looking around.
A small slender arm snaked out of those bushes. It wrapped around Wufei's neck.
"Sally," whispered Wufei, his voice tender and caring.
"Mm, Wufei," Sally whispered in Wufei's ear, the rustling of clothing in the background, "you were wonderful last night..."
Sally Poe stepped out of the bushes, her clothing now in place. The clothing was worse off than Wufei's. Sally, however, was blushing.
"Come on," she smirked, tugging at Wufei's arm, "let's go find the others."
(*_*)
"What's for lunch?" Duo asked innocently.
"Shut up you leech." Snapped Cathy.
Just then, Wufei and Sally came into view. Wufei had been able to was off his lipstick and gel his hair down again, but he and Sally still held hands. Duo noticed that instantly.
"So..." Duo slyly remarked, "Wufei, you dog, did you and Sally do anything last night?"
Both of the people in question blushed considerably.
Hilde smiled, "...and what about those noises last night?"
"We... err... I... uh..." Wufei stammered.
"That is... we... erm... ah..." Sally tried to continue.
"That's OK." Trowa waved, "We can imagine instead."
"Attention money-making pawns - err, I mean, castaways!" shouted the announcer, "Time to vote!"
(*_*)
Trowa walked up to the camera and whispered, "Me. I have to go to the bathroom - in a SANITARY bathroom."
Cathy walked up, her eye twitching as she screeched, "ME! I GOTTA GO!!!"
Duo snuck over to the camera and muttered, "Wufei. I'm the only womanizer around here."
Hilde ran up, angry, and muttered, "Sally. Me and Duo have done it hundreds of times, but we never have received any publicity..."
Wufei and Sally were making out by the fire, and too busy to care.
"Err... Wufei, Trowa, Cathy, and Sally leave." The announcer sighed.
(*_*)
Inside the bunker, every woman was chasing after Quatre, except Sally. She was, again, making out with her Chinese lover.
"This is very scary..." observed Trowa.
"Please help me!" Quatre screeched, then shouted, "I'm not gonna take this! I'm gay, for god's sake!"
This new bit of information didn't faze them one bit. They continued to chase after the gay blonde. Heero continued to observe the entire fiasco with a small, almost invisible, smirk on his face.
(*_*)
It was just Hilde and Duo now. Neither wanted to lose, but they'd promised each other they'd split the money 50-50.
"Hilde," sighed Duo, removing a small ring from his back pocket, "will you marry me?"
Hilde was silent for several minutes, then shrieked, "YES!"
"Ok then," said Duo, standing up, "Hey! You! I give up! Hilde wins!"
"Duo..." Hilde sighed, tears welling up in her eyes.
As if on cue, the other 8 contestants walked up. Quatre had Heero's ever-present gun trained on all of the girls, trembling slightly.
"Who won?" Trowa asked the two lovebirds.
"Both of us." They cryptically replied, smiling.
"Hey!" Quatre shouted, looking around, "How do we get off this island?"
OWARI!
Did you like it? I hope so, maybe I'll make another spoof of a much-loved TV game show. Next fic is gonna be a little more serious...
Shinigami 2.0
By Shinigami 2.0
Hi there! This is the next half of this story I hope you enjoy it... For the disclaimer, look at chapter one. Here begins chapter 2: the finale.
Duo was sick. Not JUST sick, 'Exorcist' sick.
"Uuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Uuuuurrrrrggghhhh!"
"Uuuaaarrrggghhh..."
"Urgh..."
"I feel better now..." Duo groaned.
Duo stood up from his crouch, and stumbled over to the small campfire that the crew had made earlier. Duo may have felt better, but he was obviously woogy. He had a strange desire to wear a grass skirt and throw spears at things. Grinning like there was no tomorrow, Cathy was telling a glorified version of how she stopped Trowa from self-detonating. Trowa sat grumpily beside her.
"Ooh," groaned Dorothy, rubbing her neck, "What hit me?"
"Heero did..." explained Hilde, sighing.
Duo, giggling like a schoolgirl, snuck off into the woods. When he came back, Duo was wearing a grass skirt and wearing war paint.
"Aiah!" he shouted as he charged at the group, throwing rocks and brandishing a spear.
"Is that you, Duo?" asked Trowa, confused.
"He's gone native!" Dorothy shouted, "Not that bad a body, though..."
"Shut up, whore." scolded Hilde, "Musta been the rat..."
"Aiah!" he repeated, "Asukah mookah Shinigami!"
"What the hell?" Dorothy shouted as she was hit by one of the thrown rocks.
Duo ran up to Hilde and hit her over the head, "My mate. Ugh..."
"Hilde's gonna love this..." mentioned Trowa, grimacing.
Duo took some homemade rope and quickly tied up the group of three. He then dragged the unconscious Hilde over to the small campfire.
"Attention castaways!" the announcer announced, "We will now vote on the next person to leave."
The three present, conscious - English speaking - members conversed the subject over. After a few minutes of deliberation, the three decided. All three of them looked to the camera and shouted:
"Dorothy!" Trowa and Cathy both shouted.
"ME!" Dorothy cheered, "Quatre-kun! I'm coming!"
With that decided, Dorothy squirmed free of the ropes - allowing the others to get free. Trowa and Cathy tied up Duo with the said rope. Carrying Duo over to a grassy field, Trowa accidentally dropped the struggling Duo on his head. Trowa blushed slightly as he picked up the screaming Duo.
"Hey!" screeched Duo, now normal again, "Put me down!
"You, ah," stuttered Trowa, "you back to normal?"
Dou's anger was evident as he screeched, "YES I'M BACK TO F***ING NORMAL!"
Trowa's answer was simple, "Oh."
(*_*)
Wufei slipped out of some bushes. His hair was a complete mess. Lipstick covered his face. Wufei's clothing was torn in several places and was torn in several places.
"Where is everybody?" the Chinese man asked, looking around.
A small slender arm snaked out of those bushes. It wrapped around Wufei's neck.
"Sally," whispered Wufei, his voice tender and caring.
"Mm, Wufei," Sally whispered in Wufei's ear, the rustling of clothing in the background, "you were wonderful last night..."
Sally Poe stepped out of the bushes, her clothing now in place. The clothing was worse off than Wufei's. Sally, however, was blushing.
"Come on," she smirked, tugging at Wufei's arm, "let's go find the others."
(*_*)
"What's for lunch?" Duo asked innocently.
"Shut up you leech." Snapped Cathy.
Just then, Wufei and Sally came into view. Wufei had been able to was off his lipstick and gel his hair down again, but he and Sally still held hands. Duo noticed that instantly.
"So..." Duo slyly remarked, "Wufei, you dog, did you and Sally do anything last night?"
Both of the people in question blushed considerably.
Hilde smiled, "...and what about those noises last night?"
"We... err... I... uh..." Wufei stammered.
"That is... we... erm... ah..." Sally tried to continue.
"That's OK." Trowa waved, "We can imagine instead."
"Attention money-making pawns - err, I mean, castaways!" shouted the announcer, "Time to vote!"
(*_*)
Trowa walked up to the camera and whispered, "Me. I have to go to the bathroom - in a SANITARY bathroom."
Cathy walked up, her eye twitching as she screeched, "ME! I GOTTA GO!!!"
Duo snuck over to the camera and muttered, "Wufei. I'm the only womanizer around here."
Hilde ran up, angry, and muttered, "Sally. Me and Duo have done it hundreds of times, but we never have received any publicity..."
Wufei and Sally were making out by the fire, and too busy to care.
"Err... Wufei, Trowa, Cathy, and Sally leave." The announcer sighed.
(*_*)
Inside the bunker, every woman was chasing after Quatre, except Sally. She was, again, making out with her Chinese lover.
"This is very scary..." observed Trowa.
"Please help me!" Quatre screeched, then shouted, "I'm not gonna take this! I'm gay, for god's sake!"
This new bit of information didn't faze them one bit. They continued to chase after the gay blonde. Heero continued to observe the entire fiasco with a small, almost invisible, smirk on his face.
(*_*)
It was just Hilde and Duo now. Neither wanted to lose, but they'd promised each other they'd split the money 50-50.
"Hilde," sighed Duo, removing a small ring from his back pocket, "will you marry me?"
Hilde was silent for several minutes, then shrieked, "YES!"
"Ok then," said Duo, standing up, "Hey! You! I give up! Hilde wins!"
"Duo..." Hilde sighed, tears welling up in her eyes.
As if on cue, the other 8 contestants walked up. Quatre had Heero's ever-present gun trained on all of the girls, trembling slightly.
"Who won?" Trowa asked the two lovebirds.
"Both of us." They cryptically replied, smiling.
"Hey!" Quatre shouted, looking around, "How do we get off this island?"
OWARI!
Did you like it? I hope so, maybe I'll make another spoof of a much-loved TV game show. Next fic is gonna be a little more serious...
Shinigami 2.0