Morpheus, Link and Bullseye stared out into the endless array of forest that ventured infront of their very eyes. Link managed to only escape with a small chuckle. "Well now, guys.. What're we supposed to do now..?".
Above, in a helicopter, Tanks voice rang down, from a loudspeaker, to the two teams, that were seperated by a few hundred feet of trees. "Attention Survivor teams! MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION, PLEASE". Heads looked to the sky, all in unison. "YOUR TENTS ARE ABLE TO BE REACHED ON EITHER SIDE OF THE RIVER UP AHEAD. ONE TEAM'S SUPPLIES WILL BE LOCATED GOING EAST AND ON--"
"Hey! Tank!", Elise was hollaring up to him now, inturupting his big speech, "Isn't this just an imaginary world..? So whats the purpose of playing an imaginary game, that's just being created by mindless computers, anyways..?". She jabbed Agent Meryl in the side of the stomach with her elbow, grinning.
"I WILL ANSWER QUESTIONS A-F-T-E-R I FINISH MY INSTRUCTIONS!", Tank bellowed back down, "NOW! FURTHERMORE, AS I WAS SAYING..."
"Can we get on with this..?", Naobi asked, tapping her foot on the ground impatiently. "Really..", Agent Meryl, agreed, jabbing Elise back, in her opposing side, "HA! Take THAT you little good for nothi--". Suddenly, she was inturupted by Tank yelling in the loud speaker again.
"EHEM. AS I WAS ORIGINALLY SAYING...THE TWO TEAMS WILL HEAD NORTH TOWARDS THEIR GIVEN CAMPSIGHTS, WHERE THEY WILL FIND THEIR LITTLE SUPPLIES TO HELP THEM WITH THEIR ADVENTURE...".

Up ahead was a more or less campsite, that Tank had told them about. Both, had little a container of rice, a couple of pots and pans, and one tent for future enjoyment. (Like we can see who'll get the tent anyways. - In the back of our heads we hear Morpheus's voice ringing through the Congo Rainforests "...I call the tent!" - and Agent Meryl's guns blasting holes into all the nearby tree's, as she claims the tent in the most dry, completely safe area of the campsite there is..).

Trinity yawned, sitting back on a tree as the Red Team neared the campsite. Neo, however, who was on the other team, was busily flying through the tree's, again, like he normally liked to do.
"NEO! FOLLOW THE RULES!", Tank whistled through the speaker, " NO SUPERMAN STUNTS IN THE CONGO!". Neo stopped, landing on a nearby tree branch, pouting a bit. Smith, on the other hand, had figured out another way to travel. He had made exact copys of himself to carry himself to the campsite. "A little to your left..", he muttered, and the two copys underneath of him nodded together. Finally, the one on the left, muttered to the one on the right, " I thought I was Smith". The one on the right, nodded, in agreement, "I do believe your right. I am Mr. Smith". The first one suddenly let go, followed by the second one, so the original Smith tumbled to the ground. "What was THAT all about?!", he growled, picking himself up quickly. "I'm Mr. Smith, so I think you two should be carrying me!", the first one answered. "No. I'm Mr. Smith, and its you two who should stop bickering and be carrying me instead...", the second one followed, shortly after.
"I'm so confused...", Trinity muttered, watching the three fighting.
Meanwhile, Morpheus had gathered what little supplies that were at the Red Teams, campsite, and determined to find the tent. Finally, when he had found it, he walked over, handing it to a very confused Agent Johnson, who was very happy of releaving himself, several hours before. "Put this up. We're going to be needing it shortly." Agent Johnson nodded, removing the contents from the bags, and began attempting to put the contraption together.

On the Blue Team, Elise and Agent Meryl were having a difficult time figuring out who was in charge of the food supplies.
"Your a computer. Computer's don't know how to cook!", Elise mumbled, taking the container of rice from her. "Your a dimwitted fifteen year old, so how would you know either?", Agent Meryl argued back, snatching the container back from her.
The Oracle, however, was meticulously planning how to get rid of the few people she needed to get rid of in order to win the game. "All I have to get rid of is the Twin, Apoc..and Neo..and I'll be well on--". She was inturupted by Tank, yet again, screaming from the loud speaker, "EXCUSE ME! NO CHEATING WILL BE TOLLARATED, THANK YOU! MIND-READING POWERS ARE NOT ALLOWED!".
" I can tell this is going to be LOADS of fun...", Elise mumbled, sitting down against a tree.

Finally, after a rather long, hard day, the two teams set out towards the Immunity Challenge, which would determine which team was sent to Trible Council, where they would loose one of their team members. When all the teams had reached the Immunity Challenge, Tank appeared, holding Morpheus's sunglasses at hand.
"What are you doing with those..?", Morpheus scowled, noticing his sunglasses dangling from Tanks hands.
"Well, we needed something for the Immunity Idol, Morpheus...", Tank muttered back, setting the glasses on the rock, where poor Jeff Probst would've set the REAL Survivor Immunity Idol, "and..these were all we had..so..vala! Thats what we're using!".
The Immunity Challenge, Tank described afterwards, was an amusing one for the first. The two teams were divided into pairs of two, and each pair had to sucsessfully light their own fire with what little bit of moist wood they had. Which ever team got all their pairs to sucsessfully light their fires, would win the Immunity.
"Survivors ready?!", Tank hollared, standing next to Morpheus Idolizing Sunglasses. Agent Johnson raised a hand, bouncing up and down a little, next to Trinity. "Oh brother", Trinity muttered, looking to Morpheus and Link, who were beside them. Then, Bullseye and Twin #2, next to them, and finally two Agent Smiths. Tank noticed this, and blinked. "Ehem, Smith? Could we possibly have YOU sit out this round..?". He looked to the Blue Team, which had Elise and Apoc, the Oracle and Agent Meryl, Naobi and Neo, and poor Twin #1 standing all alone. "and...you..", he pointed to the twin, "You can sit it out this time too!".
"Alright! Survivors ready?!", Tank asked again, looking to all of them. Agent Johnson continued bouncing up and down, face going blotchy red. "Whats wrong, Agent Johnson?", Tank asked, looking to him. "..I..I....I have to go again..", he mumbled. Tank nodded towards the tree, and looked to Smith. "We don't have all day, so Smith, take Agent Johnson's place, please, if you will". Smith moved next to Trinity, who gave Tank a dirty look before he shouted outloud, "GO!"

After twenty minutes or so, Trinity and Smith were the last two of the Red Team who had finished lighting their fire. But the Blue Team still had Naobi and Neo who were attempting to light their fire. So, thus, Tank hollared out to both the teams, "Red Team wins by a hair!". "..Blue Team, I'm afraid we're going to see you at Tribal Council!".
" I knew it", the Oracle muttered.

Note from Disclaimer: O.o? So? What'd you think guys? Should I keep it up, or is it getting so lame, its rediculous? :D I kind've like it, but I got kind've sloppy a bit on this episode. I'm kind've not feeling to dandy right now, but I didn't want to leave you guys hanging..So. I decided to give you fair game, and give you the first Tribal Council to decide the fates! :D Who do you think should be voted off first? Who do you thinks going to vote off who? Let me know! :D And feedback and suggestions are always helpful also! Thanks a bunch!