SURVIVOR
Four have been voted off...
Druscilla. Riley. Tara. Winifred.
Who will be the survivor voted off at the next Tribal Council?
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Tribal Council
"Well, here we are. Day 15." Probst smiled at the five survivors of Rikamura Tribe. "Your tribe is here to vote off another member of your team, but you still have a greater number in your tribe than your opponents."
Wesley looked at him. "You noticed that, too."
"Well, with two new members on your team-Cordelia and Jonathan-I'm wondering how you feel about your new tribesmen?"
"They've been a plus for us," Angel replied casually.
Anya frowned. "Except Cordelia took my stones and tossed them out to sea."
Cordelia rolled her eyes. "I was skipping stones across the water. I didn't know you were collecting them! God! Who collects rocks anyway except maybe people who have rocks in their heads?!"
"Does anyone else want to say something about the new members?" Probst asked.
"Yeah." Willow shot a flare at Jonathan. "You're lucky I can't use my magic here, buck-o, 'cause I'd turn you into something not nice just for voting Tara off...you jerk!"
Jonathan winced. "Well...they told me to vote for her."
"If they told you to jump off a bridge, would you do that, too?"
"Well, yes."
Willow looked at him. "You would?"
"Now, James, why on earth would you jump off a bridge just because they told you to?" Cordelia wanted to know.
Jonathan looked at her. "Well...Corrine, I would do it because there are more of them than there are of me, plus they're bigger and meaner...and if I didn't jump, they'd only throw me off anyway."
Cordelia glared at him. "Corrine? Did you just call me Corrine? Do I even look like a 'Corrine' to you?"
"No, you look like a 'Bitch'," Willow muttered under her breath. "But that really isn't a name parents would give their daughter. Is it?"
"What did you say?"
"Look, let's all calm down here," Angel said. "It's been a long three weeks. We're tired. We're irritable. And we have to put up with each other until this is over."
Anya scowled at him. "Oh! So now you're only putting up with us? You've gone whacko since Buffy went to the other tribe. You don't spend any time with us at all!"
"This isn't about Buffy."
"Buffy! Buffy! Buffy!" Cordelia shouted. "God, let's win the next challenge so that she can get voted off! Everywhere I go, Buffy! Buffy! Buffy! It's like a bad song that just keeps playing over and over and over in my head."
"Blah blah blah," Willow said to Cordelia, rolling her eyes. "Your mouth opens a lot, but all that comes out is...blah blah blah."
Cordelia glared.
Probst called for their attention. "Everyone is definitely feeling a lot of stress. Do you all know how you're going to vote?"
"Yes!" They all said in unison.
"Cordelia, you go up first."
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The Votes...
Cordelia-Holds up a card. Willow's name has been crossed off. Jonathan's name is written underneath. -"Sorry, Jonathan. Angel explained some strategic move by having you voted off. Uhm, he also said that I really had to get your name right otherwise the vote wouldn't count. Your name is Jonathan, right? I'm sorry about this. I'd really rather vote out you know who."
***
Angel-"Jonathan. Willow's really mad at you for voting off Tara. It's in your best interest that you leave tonight."
***
Wesley, yawning-"Jonathan...sorry..."
***
Anya-"I would have made my choice tonight by my stones, but somebody took them...Sorry, Jonathan. I have to vote with the tribe."
***
Willow-"Jonathan...when I get to Sunnydale, I have only one word for you. Run."
***
Jonathan-"Cordelia...You can't get my name right. I know you have dark hair, but...you really do act like a blonde. Anya's smarter than you."
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They returned to their seats and Probst read the votes. He showed the first card. It had Willow's name crossed out and then Jonathan's name written in. "Jonathan gets the first vote."
Willow glared at Cordelia who was avoiding eye contact.
Probst pulled out the fourth vote. "There's no reason to go any further. The fifth survivor voted off the island...Jonathan." He looked at him. "It's time to go."
Jonathan brought his torch up and Probst put the fire out.
"You must leave the Council area immediately."
Jonathan looked back at the others.
Willow mouthed the word, "Run."
So Jonathan turned, and he ran.
Probst turned to the tribe. "It's time for you to head back. Tomorrow, things are going to get real interesting."
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Five down...
Dru Riley Tara Fred Jonathan
The remaining...
Rikamuru Tribe Cordelia Willow Angel Wesley Anya
Skrandurak Tribe Spike Giles Xander Buffy
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"Welcome to the new challenge," Probst replied as he looked at each tribe member. The Rikamura Tribe stood off on one side, and the Skrandurak Tribe stood on the other. They were all beside a stream where a narrow bridge with no railings was made above the stream. "Before I tell you what this challenge is, I need a Rikamura tribe member to sit out."
"But...we don't know what the challenge is yet," Cordelia argued. "We could be making the tribe member sit out of this one who can actually win it for us."
"That's part of the challenge," Probst responded. "You could be taking a chance. But that's the way it goes."
Angel looked over at the other tribe. "Buffy, pick a number 1 through 5. Then tell Jeff."
Buffy thought up a number and whispered it to Jeff.
Probst looked at Angel. "I got the number."
Angel mixed the line-up. They had been standing in the order of Angel, Willow, Anya, Wesley, and Cordelia. Now they were standing Anya, Cordelia, Angel, Wesley, and Willow. "Anya, you are number 1 and, Willow, you end at 5." Angel nodded at Probst. "Whatever the number is, that's who sits out."
Probst nodded in agreement. "The number is 2."
Cordelia let out a sigh. "That would be me."
She went off to the side. Probst reached down into the stream and he pulled out two wooden staffs. He handed one to Buffy. Then he handed one to Wesley. "Everyone will get a chance to knock off their opponent from the bridge. This challenge is the Little John Challenge and the tribe member who remains wins immunity for their tribe." He smiled. "Buffy, you and Wesley go up first. Whoever gets knocked into the water sits out. Then the one remaining will let one of their team members on for the next fight. Are you ready?"
Buffy smiled. "Hell, yeah." She walked onto the bridge.
Wesley joined her. "This will be like training you at--"
Buffy swung her staff and knocked his legs out from under him. Wesley fell into the stream.
Buffy walked off the bridge with a smile and handed the staff to Giles. Angel retrieved the staff from a soaking wet Wesley. He met Giles on the bridge and he knocked him off just as easily as Buffy had knocked off Wesley.
Angel smiled at Buffy.
"Oooh, down go the watchers," Buffy commented.
Xander took the staff from Giles and he met Willow on the bridge. He sighed. "Willow...I don't want to hurt you."
Willow smiled sweetly. "Good." Then she hit him between the legs with her staff and then hit him in the side.
Xander fell with a splash.
Willow handed her staff to Anya. "Top that, stony chick."
Anya gave her a look. She went onto the bridge and held her staff as if she didn't know what to do with it. Then she looked up and saw Spike approaching.
"This is gonna be fun," Spike said with a grin.
"Uh...you wouldn't hit a lady, would you?"
"You're also a demon."
"Ex-demon. I'm just a capitalist lady now. So...so play nice."
Spike chuckled. Then he swung the staff at her and she blocked it with hers. The staffs resounded with a loud thwack. Spike tried again and again she blocked him. She twirled her staff and it connected to Spike's fingers. He let go of his staff and howled. That's when she connected the staff to his face and sent him off the bridge.
Anya looked down at him. "Sorry."
She went to join Angel and Willow. The three of them looked at Buffy, who was the only tribe member left standing.
"Yikes," she said. Then she went onto the bridge and faced Angel.
They parried and thrust, and their staffs connected many times, but they both held their ground. Finally, Buffy connected a solid blow to his back and then she swiped his feet out from under him. Angel fell off the bridge.
He got up and he gave the staff to Willow.
Willow went onto the bridge and looked at Buffy. Buffy was ready, but she saw that Willow wasn't doing anything to defend herself.
"C'mon, Will," Buffy said with a playful grin. "Defend yourself."
Willow rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right? Like I can fight you. You might as well just push me over."
"At least try. Don't make this easy on me."
"It is easy on you. You're the Slayer. And I'm...I'm Willow."
Buffy grinned. "Yeah...you're my trusty sidekick."
Willow glared at her. "Huh? I-I am not."
Buffy was baiting her. "Sure you are. My friendly little sidekick. Always in the background. Research girl, slapstick comedian...You know. Sidekick Willow, like Robin."
"W-well...so's your face!!" Willow suddenly swung and Buffy was totally unprepared for it.
First off, Buffy didn't actually think Willow was going to swing. Secondly, she thought she was going to beat Willow without a problem. She was wrong. Willow connected her staff to Buffy's side, and then she swung the staff so that it connected next to Buffy's hands. Buffy let go of her staff and Willow flung it out into the stream. Then she hit Buffy in the other side and made her lose her balance. As Buffy began to wave her arms to try to regain her balance, Willow placed her foot on her butt and pushed.
Buffy fell into the stream.
Willow glared down at her. "How's that for a-a sidekick! You!!"
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Tribal Council
Probst looked at Buffy, Giles, Spike, and Xander.
"Welcome back. It's time to make your vote," he told them. He paused as he regarded the solemn faces. "And since you don't look like you want to talk, let's begin the vote."
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Votes-
Giles-"Buffy...you really let me down."
***
Spike, laughing-"Buffy...you should have seen your face when Willow kicked your silly arse. Now there's a kodak moment if I ever bloody saw one."
***
Xander-"Buffy...I guess there's a new Slayer in town, and her name is Willow." He laughed.
***
Buffy-"Xander...I'm sorry, but Willow shouldn't have beaten you..." She sighed. "Well, I guess she shouldn't have beaten me either."
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Probst pulled out the first three votes. "Buffy...you are the sixth survivor voted off the island. It's time to go."
Buffy pouted, brought up her torch and watched Probst extinguish it. She turned to look at her tribe members. "I-I'm sorry."
Giles, Spike, and Xander couldn't help it.
They laughed.
Buffy left and Probst said, "It's just the three of you now. Go on. Head on back to camp."
They laughed all the way back to camp.
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Six down...
Dru
Riley
Tara
Fred
Jonathan
Buffy
The remaining...
Rikamuru Tribe
Cordelia
Willow
Angel
Wesley
Anya
Skrandurak Tribe
Spike
Giles
Xander
Four have been voted off...
Druscilla. Riley. Tara. Winifred.
Who will be the survivor voted off at the next Tribal Council?
_________________
Tribal Council
"Well, here we are. Day 15." Probst smiled at the five survivors of Rikamura Tribe. "Your tribe is here to vote off another member of your team, but you still have a greater number in your tribe than your opponents."
Wesley looked at him. "You noticed that, too."
"Well, with two new members on your team-Cordelia and Jonathan-I'm wondering how you feel about your new tribesmen?"
"They've been a plus for us," Angel replied casually.
Anya frowned. "Except Cordelia took my stones and tossed them out to sea."
Cordelia rolled her eyes. "I was skipping stones across the water. I didn't know you were collecting them! God! Who collects rocks anyway except maybe people who have rocks in their heads?!"
"Does anyone else want to say something about the new members?" Probst asked.
"Yeah." Willow shot a flare at Jonathan. "You're lucky I can't use my magic here, buck-o, 'cause I'd turn you into something not nice just for voting Tara off...you jerk!"
Jonathan winced. "Well...they told me to vote for her."
"If they told you to jump off a bridge, would you do that, too?"
"Well, yes."
Willow looked at him. "You would?"
"Now, James, why on earth would you jump off a bridge just because they told you to?" Cordelia wanted to know.
Jonathan looked at her. "Well...Corrine, I would do it because there are more of them than there are of me, plus they're bigger and meaner...and if I didn't jump, they'd only throw me off anyway."
Cordelia glared at him. "Corrine? Did you just call me Corrine? Do I even look like a 'Corrine' to you?"
"No, you look like a 'Bitch'," Willow muttered under her breath. "But that really isn't a name parents would give their daughter. Is it?"
"What did you say?"
"Look, let's all calm down here," Angel said. "It's been a long three weeks. We're tired. We're irritable. And we have to put up with each other until this is over."
Anya scowled at him. "Oh! So now you're only putting up with us? You've gone whacko since Buffy went to the other tribe. You don't spend any time with us at all!"
"This isn't about Buffy."
"Buffy! Buffy! Buffy!" Cordelia shouted. "God, let's win the next challenge so that she can get voted off! Everywhere I go, Buffy! Buffy! Buffy! It's like a bad song that just keeps playing over and over and over in my head."
"Blah blah blah," Willow said to Cordelia, rolling her eyes. "Your mouth opens a lot, but all that comes out is...blah blah blah."
Cordelia glared.
Probst called for their attention. "Everyone is definitely feeling a lot of stress. Do you all know how you're going to vote?"
"Yes!" They all said in unison.
"Cordelia, you go up first."
___________
The Votes...
Cordelia-Holds up a card. Willow's name has been crossed off. Jonathan's name is written underneath. -"Sorry, Jonathan. Angel explained some strategic move by having you voted off. Uhm, he also said that I really had to get your name right otherwise the vote wouldn't count. Your name is Jonathan, right? I'm sorry about this. I'd really rather vote out you know who."
***
Angel-"Jonathan. Willow's really mad at you for voting off Tara. It's in your best interest that you leave tonight."
***
Wesley, yawning-"Jonathan...sorry..."
***
Anya-"I would have made my choice tonight by my stones, but somebody took them...Sorry, Jonathan. I have to vote with the tribe."
***
Willow-"Jonathan...when I get to Sunnydale, I have only one word for you. Run."
***
Jonathan-"Cordelia...You can't get my name right. I know you have dark hair, but...you really do act like a blonde. Anya's smarter than you."
________
They returned to their seats and Probst read the votes. He showed the first card. It had Willow's name crossed out and then Jonathan's name written in. "Jonathan gets the first vote."
Willow glared at Cordelia who was avoiding eye contact.
Probst pulled out the fourth vote. "There's no reason to go any further. The fifth survivor voted off the island...Jonathan." He looked at him. "It's time to go."
Jonathan brought his torch up and Probst put the fire out.
"You must leave the Council area immediately."
Jonathan looked back at the others.
Willow mouthed the word, "Run."
So Jonathan turned, and he ran.
Probst turned to the tribe. "It's time for you to head back. Tomorrow, things are going to get real interesting."
_________________
Five down...
Dru Riley Tara Fred Jonathan
The remaining...
Rikamuru Tribe Cordelia Willow Angel Wesley Anya
Skrandurak Tribe Spike Giles Xander Buffy
_______________________
"Welcome to the new challenge," Probst replied as he looked at each tribe member. The Rikamura Tribe stood off on one side, and the Skrandurak Tribe stood on the other. They were all beside a stream where a narrow bridge with no railings was made above the stream. "Before I tell you what this challenge is, I need a Rikamura tribe member to sit out."
"But...we don't know what the challenge is yet," Cordelia argued. "We could be making the tribe member sit out of this one who can actually win it for us."
"That's part of the challenge," Probst responded. "You could be taking a chance. But that's the way it goes."
Angel looked over at the other tribe. "Buffy, pick a number 1 through 5. Then tell Jeff."
Buffy thought up a number and whispered it to Jeff.
Probst looked at Angel. "I got the number."
Angel mixed the line-up. They had been standing in the order of Angel, Willow, Anya, Wesley, and Cordelia. Now they were standing Anya, Cordelia, Angel, Wesley, and Willow. "Anya, you are number 1 and, Willow, you end at 5." Angel nodded at Probst. "Whatever the number is, that's who sits out."
Probst nodded in agreement. "The number is 2."
Cordelia let out a sigh. "That would be me."
She went off to the side. Probst reached down into the stream and he pulled out two wooden staffs. He handed one to Buffy. Then he handed one to Wesley. "Everyone will get a chance to knock off their opponent from the bridge. This challenge is the Little John Challenge and the tribe member who remains wins immunity for their tribe." He smiled. "Buffy, you and Wesley go up first. Whoever gets knocked into the water sits out. Then the one remaining will let one of their team members on for the next fight. Are you ready?"
Buffy smiled. "Hell, yeah." She walked onto the bridge.
Wesley joined her. "This will be like training you at--"
Buffy swung her staff and knocked his legs out from under him. Wesley fell into the stream.
Buffy walked off the bridge with a smile and handed the staff to Giles. Angel retrieved the staff from a soaking wet Wesley. He met Giles on the bridge and he knocked him off just as easily as Buffy had knocked off Wesley.
Angel smiled at Buffy.
"Oooh, down go the watchers," Buffy commented.
Xander took the staff from Giles and he met Willow on the bridge. He sighed. "Willow...I don't want to hurt you."
Willow smiled sweetly. "Good." Then she hit him between the legs with her staff and then hit him in the side.
Xander fell with a splash.
Willow handed her staff to Anya. "Top that, stony chick."
Anya gave her a look. She went onto the bridge and held her staff as if she didn't know what to do with it. Then she looked up and saw Spike approaching.
"This is gonna be fun," Spike said with a grin.
"Uh...you wouldn't hit a lady, would you?"
"You're also a demon."
"Ex-demon. I'm just a capitalist lady now. So...so play nice."
Spike chuckled. Then he swung the staff at her and she blocked it with hers. The staffs resounded with a loud thwack. Spike tried again and again she blocked him. She twirled her staff and it connected to Spike's fingers. He let go of his staff and howled. That's when she connected the staff to his face and sent him off the bridge.
Anya looked down at him. "Sorry."
She went to join Angel and Willow. The three of them looked at Buffy, who was the only tribe member left standing.
"Yikes," she said. Then she went onto the bridge and faced Angel.
They parried and thrust, and their staffs connected many times, but they both held their ground. Finally, Buffy connected a solid blow to his back and then she swiped his feet out from under him. Angel fell off the bridge.
He got up and he gave the staff to Willow.
Willow went onto the bridge and looked at Buffy. Buffy was ready, but she saw that Willow wasn't doing anything to defend herself.
"C'mon, Will," Buffy said with a playful grin. "Defend yourself."
Willow rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right? Like I can fight you. You might as well just push me over."
"At least try. Don't make this easy on me."
"It is easy on you. You're the Slayer. And I'm...I'm Willow."
Buffy grinned. "Yeah...you're my trusty sidekick."
Willow glared at her. "Huh? I-I am not."
Buffy was baiting her. "Sure you are. My friendly little sidekick. Always in the background. Research girl, slapstick comedian...You know. Sidekick Willow, like Robin."
"W-well...so's your face!!" Willow suddenly swung and Buffy was totally unprepared for it.
First off, Buffy didn't actually think Willow was going to swing. Secondly, she thought she was going to beat Willow without a problem. She was wrong. Willow connected her staff to Buffy's side, and then she swung the staff so that it connected next to Buffy's hands. Buffy let go of her staff and Willow flung it out into the stream. Then she hit Buffy in the other side and made her lose her balance. As Buffy began to wave her arms to try to regain her balance, Willow placed her foot on her butt and pushed.
Buffy fell into the stream.
Willow glared down at her. "How's that for a-a sidekick! You!!"
___________
Tribal Council
Probst looked at Buffy, Giles, Spike, and Xander.
"Welcome back. It's time to make your vote," he told them. He paused as he regarded the solemn faces. "And since you don't look like you want to talk, let's begin the vote."
_________
Votes-
Giles-"Buffy...you really let me down."
***
Spike, laughing-"Buffy...you should have seen your face when Willow kicked your silly arse. Now there's a kodak moment if I ever bloody saw one."
***
Xander-"Buffy...I guess there's a new Slayer in town, and her name is Willow." He laughed.
***
Buffy-"Xander...I'm sorry, but Willow shouldn't have beaten you..." She sighed. "Well, I guess she shouldn't have beaten me either."
___________
Probst pulled out the first three votes. "Buffy...you are the sixth survivor voted off the island. It's time to go."
Buffy pouted, brought up her torch and watched Probst extinguish it. She turned to look at her tribe members. "I-I'm sorry."
Giles, Spike, and Xander couldn't help it.
They laughed.
Buffy left and Probst said, "It's just the three of you now. Go on. Head on back to camp."
They laughed all the way back to camp.
_________________________
Six down...
Dru
Riley
Tara
Fred
Jonathan
Buffy
The remaining...
Rikamuru Tribe
Cordelia
Willow
Angel
Wesley
Anya
Skrandurak Tribe
Spike
Giles
Xander