SURVIVOR
Author: MeB (with Mark W's consent to continue)
Email: lenoxfiles@hotmail.com
Spoiler: No major spoiling.
Summary: Who will be the Ultimate Survivor?
Disclaimer: All characters of Buffy tVS are the property of Joss. Survivor belongs to Jeff Probst.
Rating - PG-13
xwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxw
SURVIVOR
One has been voted off...
Druscilla.
Who will be the next voted off?
___________________________
The Boulder Challenge.
Rikamura Tribe.
Winifred-"They really do have some serious issues to work out, you know. I mean, I know Angel, and he's really a nice guy, a nice boss, and everything. And I don't really know Riley, but since we've been on the island, things haven't gone all that smoothly in the camp." Pauses. "If things keep going as they have been, there's gonna be a fight and someone is gonna get hurt."
***
"Riley, what are you doing?" Buffy asked him as she approached him near the fire.
Riley was adding twigs and branches to the fire and poking it with a stick. He grinned at her. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm starting a fire."
Buffy sighed. "I can see that, only I'm not referring to the kind of flames you're poking at now. I'm talking about the fire you have going between you and Angel."
Riley let out a sigh and avoided her gaze. "I'm not starting any fire."
"That's bogus, and we both know it. Since we've been here, you've done nothing but completely ignore him. You haven't said a word to him. You don't include his name when you're talking to us. We're supposed to be a team."
"We are a team."
"Angel is a part of the team," Buffy reminded him.
He shrugged. "I know."
"Then treat him as if he were so he knows it." With that, Buffy turned and walked away.
The following morning, Riley and Angel were booted out of bed early and told that they had to go and fetch the mail. Glaring at each other, they didn't have any choice. They headed for the mail, a basket hanging from a branch, which displayed their team colors-blue.
"I haven't been ignoring you," Riley pointed out.
Angel shrugged. "I never said you were."
"It's just that.I don't know what to say to you without wanting to take your head from your shoulders, or putting a stake through your heart."
Angel stopped and glared at him. "Is this because of Buffy? In case you didn't know it, I'm not a part of her life any more."
"You're still in her heart."
"And that bothers you?"
"Yeah. It does."
"Well, you're not exactly a part of her life any more either. Didn't you go off to some assignment? Are you planning on coming back or something?" He shook his head. "I'm not standing in your way."
"You'll always be standing in my way." Angel pointed at his chest. "You know, I've had just about enough from you. Whatever your problem is, keep it to yourself. We have a challenge to win soon, and I'd like for us all to be on the same team while we face it."
"Oh, I'm a team player. Don't worry about that. But we're not through with this."
"Yes, we are. It ends here and now."
They glared at each other. Then Angel took the mail and looked at it.
At the campfire, Buffy, Willow, Wesley, Anya, and Winifred were discussing the mutual problem they all shared.
"Look, this is kinda pointless," Buffy began, "but in the event it happens, if we find ourselves at Tribal Council, the vote has to be unanimous. Agreed?"
Everyone, except Willow, nods in agreement. Willow casts a glare at Anya, but it goes unnoticed. She wasn't paying attention to what they were discussing anyway. All she thought of was being awakened by Anya's useless chatter, and going to sleep-or at least trying to-with Anya's useless complaining, or sitting at the fire at meal time to hear Anya's constant bickering.
"Besides, he's just too good looking to keep around," Anya said to no one in particular. "He disturbs my dreams so I can't get any sleep, and when I wake in the morning, there he is. When I go down to the beach, wouldn't you know it? He's there, too! The man is everywhere I am and that has just got to stop. A girl can't go around and concentrate on winning a lot of money- which is the American way-when he's walking around with no shirt, perspiration making his body glisten, and posing the way he does, and-"
"Will you shut up?!" Willow demanded. "You're driving me crazy!"
Buffy glared at Anya. "Me, too, Anya. Stop drooling. It kills the appetite."
***
THE BOULDER CHALLENGE!
"This is the Boulder Challenge," Probst began as he stood in-between two huge boulders a few feet taller than he was, "and all you have to do as a tribe is get to the finish line before your opponents do." He began to point. "You must navigate these boulders down this steep decline, and then follow that path around to the beach. Be careful, because at the end of the decline, you have to turn the boulder away from the cliff. If it goes over the cliff, you automatically lose the challenge. Once you get down to the beach, there are two towers. Each tower has the name of your tribe. To win the challenge, you must knock over your opponents tower." He looks at the Rikamura tribe. "You have one too many on your team so someone has to sit out."
Angel glanced over at Winifred. "Uh, sorry, Fred, but that has to be you."
Fred nodded her head and smiled wryly. "It's okay. I understand. I'm small and you don't want the boulder to roll over me. Just win, okay?"
Anya snorted. "Win? Of course, we're going to win. That's why you're sitting out."
Willow shot Anya a look. She looked at Buffy. "I sure could use a spell right now," she said softly. "You know, the kind that turns her mouth into a zipper, and-and it has a padlock on the end so I can-"
"Survivors ready?" Probst asked.
Both tribes had taken their place, and indicated that they were ready. Probst lowered his hand. "Go!"
Both tribes began to navigate their boulder while Fred and Probst looked on. They watched as the tribes were successful in getting their boulders down the steep decline. It was touch and go for the Rikamura Tribe as their boulder had picked up a bit more speed than they had intended.
"C'mon, Angel!" Riley shouted. "You've got to keep it together on your side!" However, Riley was pushing toward Angel instead of helping to guide it as the others were. He didn't realize he was doing it, but he was hindering their efforts more than he was helping. Because of it, they got behind. By the time they made it to the beach, the Skrandurak Tribe had already knocked their tower over and won immunity.
***
Pre-Tribal Council
Buffy-"I can't believe we lost this challenge."
***
Angel-"Well, this was a tough challenge. It was physical. Pushing a boulder along a path and to the beach isn't exactly easy. I'm just glad we chose Fred to sit that one out because we had one more member than the other tribe did...I wouldn't have wanted to see that boulder crush her." There is a pause. "Riley, maybe, but not Fred. She's really small."
***
Willow-"I wonder what Tara is doing on the other side of the island...D-do you think she's thinking about me?"
***
Riley-"I'm really not too concerned about tonight's vote. I know who's getting the boot. I don't like voting for her in this way, but she really has no use on this island. We've all got to keep an eye on her, but she has to go. Fred just has to go. There's no other option. She is our weakest member."
***
Buffy-"God, we-we really lost this, didn't we? But, my God, they have Cordelia Chase! We should of won! I-I can't be on a team that loses to another team who-who-who has Cordelia as a member!"
***
Wesley-suppressing a yawn. He blinks. "I'm terribly sorry. Is this some type of interview we're doing here?"
***
Anya-"This is for a million dollars, right? That's...that's really a lot of money, and I am an American now...so...can't I just vote everyone off now and take the money?"
____________________________
The Tribal Council
Jeff Probst watched the tribe as they entered into the Tribal Council and they took their places. They all had solemn expressions, and that was as it should be. He could tell they had not expected to be here on this night.
"Well, here we are, Day 6. This is your first Tribal Council, and before we really get into the voting, I'd like to ask you how your first 6 days has been on this island. Anyone care to comment?"
Anya raised her hand.
Probst nodded at her. "Anya..."
She sighed. "This island isn't really sanitary." She looked at the others. "Well, it isn't. There's dirt everywhere."
"It's an island, Squeaky-Clean," Willow told her. "It's covered in dirt."
"Willow, how are you adjusting to life on the island?" Probst asked her.
"Uh-me?"
He nodded.
"Well...i-it is hard, but...but as long as I'm with my friends a-and people I trust, I'm okay." She smiled. "We work together, and we put up a really nice shelter. M-my lean to faces the ocean so I wake up to a really spectacular view."
"Do you think you'll get the vote tonight?"
She quickly shook her head. "Nope."
"Why not?"
"'Cause...I may not be able to cast any spells on the island, but you can bet your shiny hiney I will once we're off the island. So if you all know what's good for you..." she trailed off and smiled.
Everyone looked at her.
Willow giggled. "I'm only kidding, guys."
"Well...let me ask you this..." Probst paused for affect. "Is there any type of strategy for tonight's vote?"
Angel nodded. "Yes. There is."
"And what's that?"
"We're taking down the one person who could be a threat later on in the game?"
"We?"
Angel nodded.
"Would you care to elaborate on that?"
"No."
"Why not?"
Angel smiled. "That's part of the game."
"Okay. You all seem to have a handle on this game. You have your shot now at changing this game with the person you vote off." He pointed to Winifred. "Fred...you have first vote."
______________________
The votes...
Fred-"Riley, you're a good looking guy, but I have a significant other. Because you're so cute, I feel bad for voting against you."
Wesley-"No hard feelings, Riley."
Anya-"Bye, Riley. Please don't hate me. At least you get to go home where it's clean and the water is fresh. And you can go out and earn your money, too."
Riley-"Fred, you are the weakest member here. Your time is up. I'm sorry. I would have liked a chance to get to know you better."
Angel...writes one word on the card and holds it up. RILEY. He folds it, tucks it into the container, and doesn't say a word.
Willow-"Anya, why don't you go back to the Magic Shop and make a lot of money. You complain too much. Blah blah blah...That's all we hear. We hear Blah blah blah when we get ready for bed, and we hear Blah blah blah when we wake up. Blah blah blah."
Buffy-"Sorry, Riley. You have to go..." She thought of Angel and smiled. "...so I can have some fun."
_________________
Back at the Council...
Probst stood at his podium with the container. "I shall tally the votes." He pulled one out. "Riley..." Then another. "Riley..." And a third. "Riley..." And one more. "The fourth vote is for Riley. Riley, I'm afraid there isn't any reason to pull out any more because they won't help you even if they aren't votes for you. The majority rules. The second member to be cast from the island...Riley Finn."
Riley carried up his torch and Probst extinguished the flame.
"The tribe has spoken. You must leave the Council area immediately."
Riley walked away, defeated. The others watched him go.
"Head back to camp," Probst told the others. "Tomorrow's a new day."
_____________________
Two down...
Dru Riley
The remaining...
Rikamuru Tribe Buffy Willow Angel Winifred Wesley Anya
Skrandurak Tribe Spike Cordelia Giles Xander Tara Jonathan
Who will be the Sole Survivor?
TO BE CONTINUED--
Author: MeB (with Mark W's consent to continue)
Email: lenoxfiles@hotmail.com
Spoiler: No major spoiling.
Summary: Who will be the Ultimate Survivor?
Disclaimer: All characters of Buffy tVS are the property of Joss. Survivor belongs to Jeff Probst.
Rating - PG-13
xwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxwxw
SURVIVOR
One has been voted off...
Druscilla.
Who will be the next voted off?
___________________________
The Boulder Challenge.
Rikamura Tribe.
Winifred-"They really do have some serious issues to work out, you know. I mean, I know Angel, and he's really a nice guy, a nice boss, and everything. And I don't really know Riley, but since we've been on the island, things haven't gone all that smoothly in the camp." Pauses. "If things keep going as they have been, there's gonna be a fight and someone is gonna get hurt."
***
"Riley, what are you doing?" Buffy asked him as she approached him near the fire.
Riley was adding twigs and branches to the fire and poking it with a stick. He grinned at her. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm starting a fire."
Buffy sighed. "I can see that, only I'm not referring to the kind of flames you're poking at now. I'm talking about the fire you have going between you and Angel."
Riley let out a sigh and avoided her gaze. "I'm not starting any fire."
"That's bogus, and we both know it. Since we've been here, you've done nothing but completely ignore him. You haven't said a word to him. You don't include his name when you're talking to us. We're supposed to be a team."
"We are a team."
"Angel is a part of the team," Buffy reminded him.
He shrugged. "I know."
"Then treat him as if he were so he knows it." With that, Buffy turned and walked away.
The following morning, Riley and Angel were booted out of bed early and told that they had to go and fetch the mail. Glaring at each other, they didn't have any choice. They headed for the mail, a basket hanging from a branch, which displayed their team colors-blue.
"I haven't been ignoring you," Riley pointed out.
Angel shrugged. "I never said you were."
"It's just that.I don't know what to say to you without wanting to take your head from your shoulders, or putting a stake through your heart."
Angel stopped and glared at him. "Is this because of Buffy? In case you didn't know it, I'm not a part of her life any more."
"You're still in her heart."
"And that bothers you?"
"Yeah. It does."
"Well, you're not exactly a part of her life any more either. Didn't you go off to some assignment? Are you planning on coming back or something?" He shook his head. "I'm not standing in your way."
"You'll always be standing in my way." Angel pointed at his chest. "You know, I've had just about enough from you. Whatever your problem is, keep it to yourself. We have a challenge to win soon, and I'd like for us all to be on the same team while we face it."
"Oh, I'm a team player. Don't worry about that. But we're not through with this."
"Yes, we are. It ends here and now."
They glared at each other. Then Angel took the mail and looked at it.
At the campfire, Buffy, Willow, Wesley, Anya, and Winifred were discussing the mutual problem they all shared.
"Look, this is kinda pointless," Buffy began, "but in the event it happens, if we find ourselves at Tribal Council, the vote has to be unanimous. Agreed?"
Everyone, except Willow, nods in agreement. Willow casts a glare at Anya, but it goes unnoticed. She wasn't paying attention to what they were discussing anyway. All she thought of was being awakened by Anya's useless chatter, and going to sleep-or at least trying to-with Anya's useless complaining, or sitting at the fire at meal time to hear Anya's constant bickering.
"Besides, he's just too good looking to keep around," Anya said to no one in particular. "He disturbs my dreams so I can't get any sleep, and when I wake in the morning, there he is. When I go down to the beach, wouldn't you know it? He's there, too! The man is everywhere I am and that has just got to stop. A girl can't go around and concentrate on winning a lot of money- which is the American way-when he's walking around with no shirt, perspiration making his body glisten, and posing the way he does, and-"
"Will you shut up?!" Willow demanded. "You're driving me crazy!"
Buffy glared at Anya. "Me, too, Anya. Stop drooling. It kills the appetite."
***
THE BOULDER CHALLENGE!
"This is the Boulder Challenge," Probst began as he stood in-between two huge boulders a few feet taller than he was, "and all you have to do as a tribe is get to the finish line before your opponents do." He began to point. "You must navigate these boulders down this steep decline, and then follow that path around to the beach. Be careful, because at the end of the decline, you have to turn the boulder away from the cliff. If it goes over the cliff, you automatically lose the challenge. Once you get down to the beach, there are two towers. Each tower has the name of your tribe. To win the challenge, you must knock over your opponents tower." He looks at the Rikamura tribe. "You have one too many on your team so someone has to sit out."
Angel glanced over at Winifred. "Uh, sorry, Fred, but that has to be you."
Fred nodded her head and smiled wryly. "It's okay. I understand. I'm small and you don't want the boulder to roll over me. Just win, okay?"
Anya snorted. "Win? Of course, we're going to win. That's why you're sitting out."
Willow shot Anya a look. She looked at Buffy. "I sure could use a spell right now," she said softly. "You know, the kind that turns her mouth into a zipper, and-and it has a padlock on the end so I can-"
"Survivors ready?" Probst asked.
Both tribes had taken their place, and indicated that they were ready. Probst lowered his hand. "Go!"
Both tribes began to navigate their boulder while Fred and Probst looked on. They watched as the tribes were successful in getting their boulders down the steep decline. It was touch and go for the Rikamura Tribe as their boulder had picked up a bit more speed than they had intended.
"C'mon, Angel!" Riley shouted. "You've got to keep it together on your side!" However, Riley was pushing toward Angel instead of helping to guide it as the others were. He didn't realize he was doing it, but he was hindering their efforts more than he was helping. Because of it, they got behind. By the time they made it to the beach, the Skrandurak Tribe had already knocked their tower over and won immunity.
***
Pre-Tribal Council
Buffy-"I can't believe we lost this challenge."
***
Angel-"Well, this was a tough challenge. It was physical. Pushing a boulder along a path and to the beach isn't exactly easy. I'm just glad we chose Fred to sit that one out because we had one more member than the other tribe did...I wouldn't have wanted to see that boulder crush her." There is a pause. "Riley, maybe, but not Fred. She's really small."
***
Willow-"I wonder what Tara is doing on the other side of the island...D-do you think she's thinking about me?"
***
Riley-"I'm really not too concerned about tonight's vote. I know who's getting the boot. I don't like voting for her in this way, but she really has no use on this island. We've all got to keep an eye on her, but she has to go. Fred just has to go. There's no other option. She is our weakest member."
***
Buffy-"God, we-we really lost this, didn't we? But, my God, they have Cordelia Chase! We should of won! I-I can't be on a team that loses to another team who-who-who has Cordelia as a member!"
***
Wesley-suppressing a yawn. He blinks. "I'm terribly sorry. Is this some type of interview we're doing here?"
***
Anya-"This is for a million dollars, right? That's...that's really a lot of money, and I am an American now...so...can't I just vote everyone off now and take the money?"
____________________________
The Tribal Council
Jeff Probst watched the tribe as they entered into the Tribal Council and they took their places. They all had solemn expressions, and that was as it should be. He could tell they had not expected to be here on this night.
"Well, here we are, Day 6. This is your first Tribal Council, and before we really get into the voting, I'd like to ask you how your first 6 days has been on this island. Anyone care to comment?"
Anya raised her hand.
Probst nodded at her. "Anya..."
She sighed. "This island isn't really sanitary." She looked at the others. "Well, it isn't. There's dirt everywhere."
"It's an island, Squeaky-Clean," Willow told her. "It's covered in dirt."
"Willow, how are you adjusting to life on the island?" Probst asked her.
"Uh-me?"
He nodded.
"Well...i-it is hard, but...but as long as I'm with my friends a-and people I trust, I'm okay." She smiled. "We work together, and we put up a really nice shelter. M-my lean to faces the ocean so I wake up to a really spectacular view."
"Do you think you'll get the vote tonight?"
She quickly shook her head. "Nope."
"Why not?"
"'Cause...I may not be able to cast any spells on the island, but you can bet your shiny hiney I will once we're off the island. So if you all know what's good for you..." she trailed off and smiled.
Everyone looked at her.
Willow giggled. "I'm only kidding, guys."
"Well...let me ask you this..." Probst paused for affect. "Is there any type of strategy for tonight's vote?"
Angel nodded. "Yes. There is."
"And what's that?"
"We're taking down the one person who could be a threat later on in the game?"
"We?"
Angel nodded.
"Would you care to elaborate on that?"
"No."
"Why not?"
Angel smiled. "That's part of the game."
"Okay. You all seem to have a handle on this game. You have your shot now at changing this game with the person you vote off." He pointed to Winifred. "Fred...you have first vote."
______________________
The votes...
Fred-"Riley, you're a good looking guy, but I have a significant other. Because you're so cute, I feel bad for voting against you."
Wesley-"No hard feelings, Riley."
Anya-"Bye, Riley. Please don't hate me. At least you get to go home where it's clean and the water is fresh. And you can go out and earn your money, too."
Riley-"Fred, you are the weakest member here. Your time is up. I'm sorry. I would have liked a chance to get to know you better."
Angel...writes one word on the card and holds it up. RILEY. He folds it, tucks it into the container, and doesn't say a word.
Willow-"Anya, why don't you go back to the Magic Shop and make a lot of money. You complain too much. Blah blah blah...That's all we hear. We hear Blah blah blah when we get ready for bed, and we hear Blah blah blah when we wake up. Blah blah blah."
Buffy-"Sorry, Riley. You have to go..." She thought of Angel and smiled. "...so I can have some fun."
_________________
Back at the Council...
Probst stood at his podium with the container. "I shall tally the votes." He pulled one out. "Riley..." Then another. "Riley..." And a third. "Riley..." And one more. "The fourth vote is for Riley. Riley, I'm afraid there isn't any reason to pull out any more because they won't help you even if they aren't votes for you. The majority rules. The second member to be cast from the island...Riley Finn."
Riley carried up his torch and Probst extinguished the flame.
"The tribe has spoken. You must leave the Council area immediately."
Riley walked away, defeated. The others watched him go.
"Head back to camp," Probst told the others. "Tomorrow's a new day."
_____________________
Two down...
Dru Riley
The remaining...
Rikamuru Tribe Buffy Willow Angel Winifred Wesley Anya
Skrandurak Tribe Spike Cordelia Giles Xander Tara Jonathan
Who will be the Sole Survivor?
TO BE CONTINUED--