SURVIVOR
Eight have been voted off...
Dru Riley Tara Fred Jonathan Buffy Wesley Willow
One has been added to the Jury.. Willow
Who will be the next survivor voted off the island?
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This is what remains of the new Gilsum-Roshar Tribe...
Cordelia Angel Anya Spike Giles Xander
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Angel, Anya, Cordelia, Giles, Spike, and Xander each stood in a line. At a brief distance before them was a totem figure. Above the figure were large barrels that held inside sand. There were six spots on the barrel that were weak, and if they could hit those spots, they could begin to cover the totem figures. Each figure had a name written on it of one of the remaining tribe members.
The goal was simple.
Bury your opponents totem before they buried yours.
"You each get one shot at the totem before you," Jeff explained to them. "After you take your shot, the line moves forward and the first person becomes the last. If you find yourself standing before your totem, aim for the one on the right or left...or if you are good at slingshots, go for the one you want."
Spike looked at him hopefully. "Can I go after the one I want to take out anyway?"
"It's your call. Do you have someone in mind?"
"Well...that would be telling, wouldn't it?" Spike grinned an evil grin.
Angel looked at him. "Who are you after, Spike?"
Spike returned the look. "Who are you after?"
"Are you challenging me?"
"Oh, puhlease. A challenge? You?" He grinned in spite of himself.
Angel did, too. "You're gone, son."
"Whatever you say, pops."
"Are the tribe members ready?" Jeff asked.
Cordelia glanced at her nails and let out a weary sigh. "Oh, well...they're already chipped and torn anyway. Let's do this."
Jeff raised his arm. "Take up your slingshots..." He lowered his arm. "And fire away!"
Spike fired and hit the top of Angels barrel. Sand poured out and began to bury the totem, but the head still remained.
"Punk kid!" Angel scolded and fired at Spike's. He also hit the top of the barrel and poured some sand on Spike's totem.
Xander laughed. "Ha! Buy-buy, Spikey!" He fired at Spike's barrel and he over shot. The stone struck the next barrel over and sand began to pour over a totem. It was his own.
Angel, and Spike both laughed.
Anya showed a pout face to Xander. "Aww..." Then she looked at the barrel and smiled. "This is because of you and Willow doing the wild thing!" She fired.
The stone hit the barrel and sand completely engulfed Xander's totem.
"But...but-but," Xander tried to say.
"Xander, you're out of there," Jeff called to him.
Spike did a wave. "Buy-buy, Alex."
Xander pointed at him, but he didn't say anything.
Cordelia missed Spike's barrel.
They moved on.
Spike took out Angel, and Angel missed on his last shot. Angel joined Xander on the sidelines.
Xander leaned toward Angel and he pointed at Spike. "Blanket party...that guy...tonight!"
Angel laughed.
"Who's next?" Spike challenged.
Cordelia shook her head. "You're going down, mister!"
Anya fired and hit Cordelia's.
"Hey!!" Cordelia fired...and missed again. "This thingy is broken!"
Giles grinned. "S-so's your aim." He fired and finished off Cordelia.
Cordelia joined the sidelines with Angel and Xander. They told her about the blanket party.
"Blanket party?" Cordelia inquired with a frown. "What's that? I mean, does everybody bring their own blankets and exchange them...or what?"
Angel and Xander looked at each other. They laughed.
Giles and Spike looked at each other. Then they looked at Anya. They grinned. And they fired simultaneously. Together, they took out Anya's totem.
"If I was still a vengeance demon," she told them, "I know two men I would put at the top of my list." She joined the others on the sidelines and they asked her about the blanket party. "Oh, that would be nice. I went to a carpet party once and every one exchanged carpets. That was in India and my carpet didn't fly very well."
Angel, Xander, and Cordelia just looked at her.
Giles and Spike took their shots. The end result was that Giles was not as good as Spike was...or lucky. Spike took out his totem and won the immunity.
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Tribal Council
"This is the Gilsum-Roshar tribe's first Council meeting," Jeff began as he stood at the podium. "Before we begin, we'll be joined by the first member of the jury. Remember, you are not to speak with her, nor she with you. She is here to observe the Tribal Council."
Everyone looked.
And Willow appeared wearing a gorgeous blue dress, and her hair, her eyes, her walk...everything matched the dress. Spike, Angel, Giles, and Xander stared at Willow as if they had never seen a woman before. Their mouths were hanging open. Their eyes couldn't look away from Willow as she walked toward the jury's seats. She smiled at them.
Even Jeff Probst found himself staring.
Willow sat down and she looked at the survivors.
No one moved.
Anya and Cordelia looked at each other. Then Cordelia turned to Jeff. "Hellooo. Isn't there something you should be doing?"
Jeff blinked. "Huh?" Then he regained his composure. He cleared his throat. "Uhm...On to the votes."
"Onto the votes?" Anya asked. "What about our pre-vote discussion? I felt ganged up on that last challenge."
"That's because you were," Cordelia told her.
Jeff looked at the tribe. "Spike...how did you feel about winning the immunity necklace?"
Spike was staring at Willow.
Angel waved a hand in front of his face.
Spike blinked. "Huh? Oh...right. The necklace." He sat up. "I feel great."
"Do you think you needed it?"
Spike thought about it. "Well, Jeff...that's really hard to say. I mean, I admit when this whole thing started, I thought I was going to be the first one off...or at least bloody voted off after Dru. But I'm surprised I lasted as long as I did. Either way now, I am going to be in the jury and all this necklace does for me now is it gives me another chance to stay longer."
"Would you like to be in the final four?"
"The final four? Are you daft? How about the final one?" He snorted. "I want to be the sole survivor, you git. That's what I'm here for."
"What about you others? How do you feel about losing immunity?"
"Well, duh," Cordelia said. "We like it...Not!"
Anya frowned. "Spike cheated."
Spike rolled his eyes. "I bloody did not!"
"Well...you were better than we were."
"Actually, I was better than you. Xander was unlucky, and so was Giles. I know he's a lot better shot than he showed. And Angel, too. The rest of you were just plain bad."
Cordelia frowned. "I wasn't bad."
Xander chuckled. "Cordy...you missed everything you were aiming at."
"Does any of you feel as if you're in trouble tonight?" Jeff asked. "Do you feel like this could be the night you get the vote?"
Anya and Cordelia nodded.
"Do any of you have any special alliances?"
Giles shook his head. "Not particularly, b-but some of us did have a deep and meaningful discussion this morning as to...as to who sh-should be voted off."
Anya looked at him. "Uhm...there was a discussion this morning?" She swallowed. "Where was I?" she asked meekly.
No one looked at her.
"Spike," Jeff said, "you have immunity. The first vote is yours."
***
Spike-"Anya, to repeat what Xander said at the challenge..." He waved. "Buy- buy." Then he laughed.
Giles-"Anya, p-please don't take this to heart, but...it's time for you to go."
Angel-"Anya, you snooze, you loose."
***
Jeff tallied the votes.
"Anya, please bring your torch." He put out the fire. "You must leave the Tribal Council immediately."
Anya pouted and she left.
Jeff nodded to the others. "It's time for you to head back to camp."
As the tribe was leaving, Jeff hesitantly approached Willow and cleared his throat. "Uhm...Willow...would you like to join me for dinner?"
She smiled up at him and put her arm through his. "I'd love to."
They walked off together. "I'm putting together some ideas for Survivor II with Meb...I'd like to throw them around at you, and see what you think."
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The remaining tribe members...
Angel Cordelia Giles Spike Xander
Eight have been voted off...
Dru Riley Tara Fred Jonathan Buffy Wesley Willow
One has been added to the Jury.. Willow
Who will be the next survivor voted off the island?
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This is what remains of the new Gilsum-Roshar Tribe...
Cordelia Angel Anya Spike Giles Xander
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Angel, Anya, Cordelia, Giles, Spike, and Xander each stood in a line. At a brief distance before them was a totem figure. Above the figure were large barrels that held inside sand. There were six spots on the barrel that were weak, and if they could hit those spots, they could begin to cover the totem figures. Each figure had a name written on it of one of the remaining tribe members.
The goal was simple.
Bury your opponents totem before they buried yours.
"You each get one shot at the totem before you," Jeff explained to them. "After you take your shot, the line moves forward and the first person becomes the last. If you find yourself standing before your totem, aim for the one on the right or left...or if you are good at slingshots, go for the one you want."
Spike looked at him hopefully. "Can I go after the one I want to take out anyway?"
"It's your call. Do you have someone in mind?"
"Well...that would be telling, wouldn't it?" Spike grinned an evil grin.
Angel looked at him. "Who are you after, Spike?"
Spike returned the look. "Who are you after?"
"Are you challenging me?"
"Oh, puhlease. A challenge? You?" He grinned in spite of himself.
Angel did, too. "You're gone, son."
"Whatever you say, pops."
"Are the tribe members ready?" Jeff asked.
Cordelia glanced at her nails and let out a weary sigh. "Oh, well...they're already chipped and torn anyway. Let's do this."
Jeff raised his arm. "Take up your slingshots..." He lowered his arm. "And fire away!"
Spike fired and hit the top of Angels barrel. Sand poured out and began to bury the totem, but the head still remained.
"Punk kid!" Angel scolded and fired at Spike's. He also hit the top of the barrel and poured some sand on Spike's totem.
Xander laughed. "Ha! Buy-buy, Spikey!" He fired at Spike's barrel and he over shot. The stone struck the next barrel over and sand began to pour over a totem. It was his own.
Angel, and Spike both laughed.
Anya showed a pout face to Xander. "Aww..." Then she looked at the barrel and smiled. "This is because of you and Willow doing the wild thing!" She fired.
The stone hit the barrel and sand completely engulfed Xander's totem.
"But...but-but," Xander tried to say.
"Xander, you're out of there," Jeff called to him.
Spike did a wave. "Buy-buy, Alex."
Xander pointed at him, but he didn't say anything.
Cordelia missed Spike's barrel.
They moved on.
Spike took out Angel, and Angel missed on his last shot. Angel joined Xander on the sidelines.
Xander leaned toward Angel and he pointed at Spike. "Blanket party...that guy...tonight!"
Angel laughed.
"Who's next?" Spike challenged.
Cordelia shook her head. "You're going down, mister!"
Anya fired and hit Cordelia's.
"Hey!!" Cordelia fired...and missed again. "This thingy is broken!"
Giles grinned. "S-so's your aim." He fired and finished off Cordelia.
Cordelia joined the sidelines with Angel and Xander. They told her about the blanket party.
"Blanket party?" Cordelia inquired with a frown. "What's that? I mean, does everybody bring their own blankets and exchange them...or what?"
Angel and Xander looked at each other. They laughed.
Giles and Spike looked at each other. Then they looked at Anya. They grinned. And they fired simultaneously. Together, they took out Anya's totem.
"If I was still a vengeance demon," she told them, "I know two men I would put at the top of my list." She joined the others on the sidelines and they asked her about the blanket party. "Oh, that would be nice. I went to a carpet party once and every one exchanged carpets. That was in India and my carpet didn't fly very well."
Angel, Xander, and Cordelia just looked at her.
Giles and Spike took their shots. The end result was that Giles was not as good as Spike was...or lucky. Spike took out his totem and won the immunity.
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Tribal Council
"This is the Gilsum-Roshar tribe's first Council meeting," Jeff began as he stood at the podium. "Before we begin, we'll be joined by the first member of the jury. Remember, you are not to speak with her, nor she with you. She is here to observe the Tribal Council."
Everyone looked.
And Willow appeared wearing a gorgeous blue dress, and her hair, her eyes, her walk...everything matched the dress. Spike, Angel, Giles, and Xander stared at Willow as if they had never seen a woman before. Their mouths were hanging open. Their eyes couldn't look away from Willow as she walked toward the jury's seats. She smiled at them.
Even Jeff Probst found himself staring.
Willow sat down and she looked at the survivors.
No one moved.
Anya and Cordelia looked at each other. Then Cordelia turned to Jeff. "Hellooo. Isn't there something you should be doing?"
Jeff blinked. "Huh?" Then he regained his composure. He cleared his throat. "Uhm...On to the votes."
"Onto the votes?" Anya asked. "What about our pre-vote discussion? I felt ganged up on that last challenge."
"That's because you were," Cordelia told her.
Jeff looked at the tribe. "Spike...how did you feel about winning the immunity necklace?"
Spike was staring at Willow.
Angel waved a hand in front of his face.
Spike blinked. "Huh? Oh...right. The necklace." He sat up. "I feel great."
"Do you think you needed it?"
Spike thought about it. "Well, Jeff...that's really hard to say. I mean, I admit when this whole thing started, I thought I was going to be the first one off...or at least bloody voted off after Dru. But I'm surprised I lasted as long as I did. Either way now, I am going to be in the jury and all this necklace does for me now is it gives me another chance to stay longer."
"Would you like to be in the final four?"
"The final four? Are you daft? How about the final one?" He snorted. "I want to be the sole survivor, you git. That's what I'm here for."
"What about you others? How do you feel about losing immunity?"
"Well, duh," Cordelia said. "We like it...Not!"
Anya frowned. "Spike cheated."
Spike rolled his eyes. "I bloody did not!"
"Well...you were better than we were."
"Actually, I was better than you. Xander was unlucky, and so was Giles. I know he's a lot better shot than he showed. And Angel, too. The rest of you were just plain bad."
Cordelia frowned. "I wasn't bad."
Xander chuckled. "Cordy...you missed everything you were aiming at."
"Does any of you feel as if you're in trouble tonight?" Jeff asked. "Do you feel like this could be the night you get the vote?"
Anya and Cordelia nodded.
"Do any of you have any special alliances?"
Giles shook his head. "Not particularly, b-but some of us did have a deep and meaningful discussion this morning as to...as to who sh-should be voted off."
Anya looked at him. "Uhm...there was a discussion this morning?" She swallowed. "Where was I?" she asked meekly.
No one looked at her.
"Spike," Jeff said, "you have immunity. The first vote is yours."
***
Spike-"Anya, to repeat what Xander said at the challenge..." He waved. "Buy- buy." Then he laughed.
Giles-"Anya, p-please don't take this to heart, but...it's time for you to go."
Angel-"Anya, you snooze, you loose."
***
Jeff tallied the votes.
"Anya, please bring your torch." He put out the fire. "You must leave the Tribal Council immediately."
Anya pouted and she left.
Jeff nodded to the others. "It's time for you to head back to camp."
As the tribe was leaving, Jeff hesitantly approached Willow and cleared his throat. "Uhm...Willow...would you like to join me for dinner?"
She smiled up at him and put her arm through his. "I'd love to."
They walked off together. "I'm putting together some ideas for Survivor II with Meb...I'd like to throw them around at you, and see what you think."
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The remaining tribe members...
Angel Cordelia Giles Spike Xander