SURVIVOR
Nine have been voted off...
Dru Riley Tara Fred Jonathan Buffy Wesley Willow Anya
Two have been added to the Jury.. Willow Anya
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 Spike Giles Xander
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"I've had it with this place. It's filthy. It stinks. The food stinks. There isn't a beauty salon within one thousand miles...And I'm surrounded by men who smell worst than I do." Cordelia cried out to the heavens. "Ohmigod!!! I smell bad!! I want a bath. I want a shower. I want a steam bath! And I want it right now!"
Xander let out a sigh and shook his head. He pointed out to sea. "Cordy, just go for a long swim. A very long swim."
"Don't come back without some food," Angel told her. "If you dive in between those boulders we were at yesterday, there's bound to be a whole lot of crabs and grubs."
Cordelia glared at him. "Ewww! I've had it with that stuff! I'm not fishing for it!"
"It is food," Spike told her. "Even for us blood suckers. Nice and tasty. Plenty of nutrition." He grinned. "Especially if you eat them raw, that is."
"You are disgusting!"
"Would you like to come at me swinging, luv? You look like you have a lot of energy you want to burn."
"And you are a revolting pervert!"
Giles stayed near the fire as he prepared a meager lunch with what grubs, crabs, and...whatever the hell those eighteen legged creatures were. Xander told him they tasted like chicken.
They didn't really, but it helped if the illusion was there.
Giles did wish they would all just shut up. Bicker, bicker, bicker. Or as Willow would say...blah, blah, blah. He thought of Willow just then, surprising the hell out of Buffy and beating her in the Big John of Sherwood Forrest challenge. He remembered the startled look on Buffy's face and he started to laugh.
The others looked at him as if he were insane.
And perhaps he was. After all, they were all tired and every one of them was either ready to explode or burst into tears...or even laughter. Like Giles.
"What the hell is so bloody funny?" Spike wanted to know.
Giles couldn't talk. He sat down on the ground and laughed harder, tears coming into his eyes.
Angel regarded him. "Giles, what is it?"
Finally, Giles managed to tell them what he was laughing at. Xander saw the scene in his mind, and he joined in on the laughter. So did Spike and Angel. But Cordelia didn't.
She began to cry.
When the others realized that she was crying, they stopped laughing and turned to her with concern.
"Cordy, what's wrong?" Xander asked with genuine concern.
She showed him her fingernails. "I-I broke a nail, Xander."
He looked at her. Then he burst out laughing again, and the others joined him.
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TRIBAL COUNCIL
Jeff Probst looked at the faces on the remaining tribe members as they entered the Tribal Council. They stood up their torches and then they toolk their seats. Across from them, Willow and Anya entered the Council and without a word, they took their seats. The men were once again staring, but not just at Willow. They were also staring at Anya.
Both girls were extremely hot. So hot that Spike was mesmerized by their beauty, Angel couldn't look away, and Xander was drooling. Probst had a bit more control of himself than last time, but he couldn't help but sneak a peek or two in the ladies general direction.
Cordelia rolled her eyes.
Probst cleared his throat. "Giles, you won the immunity in our last challenge. Do you feel as if you really needed it tonight?"
Giles paused. "A-actually, Jeff...no. I believe that I can say in all confidence that I do not require the immunity tonight. Without it, I would still not receive a vote."
"Are you that confident?"
"Oh, no. Not about the next votes. Just tonight's vote."
"Spike, would you say that Giles is purely boasting or is it true that he is safe from being voted off, even if he did not have immunity?"
Spike nodded. "Oh, I'd say he's safe either way."
Probst was curious. "Xander?"
Xander gave him a thumbs' up. "We wouldn't vote off Giles tonight."
"Even if he didn't have immunity?"
"Especially then."
Probst regarded them. "Then you've thought this out." He looked at Angel, certain that the vampire with a soul would agree. He turned to Cordelia. "How do you feel about this?"
Cordelia sighed. "I would vote for Giles."
"But he has immunity."
"Well, duh! Then I can't vote for him."
"Cordelia, do you feel that your chances for getting the vote tonight are good?"
Cordelia glared at him. "No, Jeff. They're bad. They're bad because I'm going to get the vote tonight. Are you brain dead?" She pointed at Willow and Anya. "They want me to be up there with them so that the next time they come to Tribal Council, there will be three beautiful women up there and not two."
Probst looked at her closely.
Cordelia almost cried. "Underneath all of this dirt and grime, Jeff, there is a woman in here who is dying to get out. You'll see."
"Okay...Let's vote then."
Angel cleared his throat. "Uhm...Jeff...do we really need to write out our votes tonight? How about a showing of hands? We know the outcome already."
"Men!" Cordelia exclaimed.
Probst shook his head. "I'm sorry, Angel. But we have to do it this way. This is Tribal Council. Giles...you're up."
***
Cordelia-"Xander...you laughed at me when I broke a nail...and that really hurt my feelings. Well...you all laughed at me, but I can't vote for all of you and Giles does have immunity. I hope you all lose."
Angel-"Cordelia, when you sit up there for the next Tribal Council with Willow and Anya...could you please wear that dress you wore at the ball last month? The black dress with the bare back, the slit all the way up your thighs and the...well...you know. I know we'd all appreciate it. Thanks."
***
Probst took the votes and he read them off. "Cordelia...you're the next member of the Gilsum-Roshar Tribe to be voted off. Please bring your torch. You have to leave the Tribal Council immediately."
Cordelia sniffed and she left the area.
Xander, Giles, Spike, and Angel watched her go and they couldn't wait to see the next Council where there would be three women to gawk at instead of two.
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The remaining tribe members...
Angel Giles Spike Xander
Nine have been voted off...
Dru Riley Tara Fred Jonathan Buffy Wesley Willow Anya
Two have been added to the Jury.. Willow Anya
Who will be the next survivor voted off the island?
___________________
This is what remains of the new Gilsum-Roshar Tribe...
Cordelia Angel Spike Giles Xander
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"I've had it with this place. It's filthy. It stinks. The food stinks. There isn't a beauty salon within one thousand miles...And I'm surrounded by men who smell worst than I do." Cordelia cried out to the heavens. "Ohmigod!!! I smell bad!! I want a bath. I want a shower. I want a steam bath! And I want it right now!"
Xander let out a sigh and shook his head. He pointed out to sea. "Cordy, just go for a long swim. A very long swim."
"Don't come back without some food," Angel told her. "If you dive in between those boulders we were at yesterday, there's bound to be a whole lot of crabs and grubs."
Cordelia glared at him. "Ewww! I've had it with that stuff! I'm not fishing for it!"
"It is food," Spike told her. "Even for us blood suckers. Nice and tasty. Plenty of nutrition." He grinned. "Especially if you eat them raw, that is."
"You are disgusting!"
"Would you like to come at me swinging, luv? You look like you have a lot of energy you want to burn."
"And you are a revolting pervert!"
Giles stayed near the fire as he prepared a meager lunch with what grubs, crabs, and...whatever the hell those eighteen legged creatures were. Xander told him they tasted like chicken.
They didn't really, but it helped if the illusion was there.
Giles did wish they would all just shut up. Bicker, bicker, bicker. Or as Willow would say...blah, blah, blah. He thought of Willow just then, surprising the hell out of Buffy and beating her in the Big John of Sherwood Forrest challenge. He remembered the startled look on Buffy's face and he started to laugh.
The others looked at him as if he were insane.
And perhaps he was. After all, they were all tired and every one of them was either ready to explode or burst into tears...or even laughter. Like Giles.
"What the hell is so bloody funny?" Spike wanted to know.
Giles couldn't talk. He sat down on the ground and laughed harder, tears coming into his eyes.
Angel regarded him. "Giles, what is it?"
Finally, Giles managed to tell them what he was laughing at. Xander saw the scene in his mind, and he joined in on the laughter. So did Spike and Angel. But Cordelia didn't.
She began to cry.
When the others realized that she was crying, they stopped laughing and turned to her with concern.
"Cordy, what's wrong?" Xander asked with genuine concern.
She showed him her fingernails. "I-I broke a nail, Xander."
He looked at her. Then he burst out laughing again, and the others joined him.
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TRIBAL COUNCIL
Jeff Probst looked at the faces on the remaining tribe members as they entered the Tribal Council. They stood up their torches and then they toolk their seats. Across from them, Willow and Anya entered the Council and without a word, they took their seats. The men were once again staring, but not just at Willow. They were also staring at Anya.
Both girls were extremely hot. So hot that Spike was mesmerized by their beauty, Angel couldn't look away, and Xander was drooling. Probst had a bit more control of himself than last time, but he couldn't help but sneak a peek or two in the ladies general direction.
Cordelia rolled her eyes.
Probst cleared his throat. "Giles, you won the immunity in our last challenge. Do you feel as if you really needed it tonight?"
Giles paused. "A-actually, Jeff...no. I believe that I can say in all confidence that I do not require the immunity tonight. Without it, I would still not receive a vote."
"Are you that confident?"
"Oh, no. Not about the next votes. Just tonight's vote."
"Spike, would you say that Giles is purely boasting or is it true that he is safe from being voted off, even if he did not have immunity?"
Spike nodded. "Oh, I'd say he's safe either way."
Probst was curious. "Xander?"
Xander gave him a thumbs' up. "We wouldn't vote off Giles tonight."
"Even if he didn't have immunity?"
"Especially then."
Probst regarded them. "Then you've thought this out." He looked at Angel, certain that the vampire with a soul would agree. He turned to Cordelia. "How do you feel about this?"
Cordelia sighed. "I would vote for Giles."
"But he has immunity."
"Well, duh! Then I can't vote for him."
"Cordelia, do you feel that your chances for getting the vote tonight are good?"
Cordelia glared at him. "No, Jeff. They're bad. They're bad because I'm going to get the vote tonight. Are you brain dead?" She pointed at Willow and Anya. "They want me to be up there with them so that the next time they come to Tribal Council, there will be three beautiful women up there and not two."
Probst looked at her closely.
Cordelia almost cried. "Underneath all of this dirt and grime, Jeff, there is a woman in here who is dying to get out. You'll see."
"Okay...Let's vote then."
Angel cleared his throat. "Uhm...Jeff...do we really need to write out our votes tonight? How about a showing of hands? We know the outcome already."
"Men!" Cordelia exclaimed.
Probst shook his head. "I'm sorry, Angel. But we have to do it this way. This is Tribal Council. Giles...you're up."
***
Cordelia-"Xander...you laughed at me when I broke a nail...and that really hurt my feelings. Well...you all laughed at me, but I can't vote for all of you and Giles does have immunity. I hope you all lose."
Angel-"Cordelia, when you sit up there for the next Tribal Council with Willow and Anya...could you please wear that dress you wore at the ball last month? The black dress with the bare back, the slit all the way up your thighs and the...well...you know. I know we'd all appreciate it. Thanks."
***
Probst took the votes and he read them off. "Cordelia...you're the next member of the Gilsum-Roshar Tribe to be voted off. Please bring your torch. You have to leave the Tribal Council immediately."
Cordelia sniffed and she left the area.
Xander, Giles, Spike, and Angel watched her go and they couldn't wait to see the next Council where there would be three women to gawk at instead of two.
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The remaining tribe members...
Angel Giles Spike Xander