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Lucky grabbed his chest and fell over backward off his log.

Edward smiled as he wiped off his still smoking gun. He let a little
laugh out of himself. "This just keeps getting easier and easier."
He stood there, waiting to address the camera. His eyes peeked
toward the right sides of their sockets.

Luke crossed his arms. "What? That really was getting pretty
annoying." Luke stared back at Edward as he continued to
pause. "WHAT?" He sighed and threw his arms in the air. "Okay,
fine fine. Oh my God they killed Lucky." he said with little
enthusiasm.

Laura stood up and violently shouted. "You bastards!"

Luke was the one to address the camera. "Well she can't help it.
She's a crack pot remember?"

Edward cleared his throat to get the attention back to him. "Hello,
I'm your host Edward Quartermaine welcoming you back to the sixth week
of the game. Here's a quick recap in case you missed last week.
Although, if you did, just read the post before this one. Ah, what
the hell, here goes. Carly won the immunity challenge. Although she
didn't really need to seeing as how she was carried away by a gust of
wind and wasn't even at the voting session. And, the man who just
won't keep his finger off his mute button, Jason Morgan, went home to
have some fun with the Blue Whore Special that was kicked off the
previous week. Now, lets check in on our players shall we?

TRIBE MOBBOBKU:

Zander was running around on all fours, sniffing this and that. Once
he found something with a hole, he measured it to see if it would fit
him. But nothing was working.

"OH! Meesa no gets me fucksies!" His face lit up and he stuck his
finger in the air. "Meesa gonna need dig hole in ground!"

He began working on that, but was soon distracted. Something was
crashing through the trees up above. Soon it came in to sight as
Carly "Oof"ed onto the ground.

She dusted herself off. "Man! That was quite a trip. Maybe I
should check out some of that...oh, what's it called? Oh yeah, food!"

Zander came over and began rubbing his head up against her and
purring like a kitten. He looked up at her gladly. "Why I need hole
in ground when I got hoe on ground?"

Carly stood to run away from him, flailing her arms wildly as she
went. "No, no! Get away from me!"

Zander chased after her. "But...you're my air mail package from
UPS! Sure I ordered a bit more cushioning, but I think you'll ride
just fine."

TRIBE COUPLEDUPOUS:

"Ees uh fin' dae two bee een th' soon!"

Skye rolled her eyes. "It might be if I weren't anywhere near you."

"Don you liek mee beein heer with you luvah?"

"No, no I don't. Especially since I left my English to Jax
dictionary at home!"

THE CHALLENGE:

Edward led them to the edge of the water. "Now, as you know, the
challenges get harder every week. This week you must walk out into
the water until it reaches your waist. Then walk back to the shore.
I know this seems harrowing, but if you want immunity you'll get it
done. Okay, go!"

Skye cocked her head to one side to look out over the water. "Oh
screw this!" she mumbled. She pulled out a bottle of ginger ale and
began to sip it.

Carly took one step out, just enough so the water was over her
ankles, before she fell down and started moving away from shore. She
began thrashing wildly. "Oh my God Edward! Call off the game! The
current is draggin' me out!"

Edward's brow went down in concentration. "I don't really see a
current Carly."

Luke stopped to check it out. "Yeah. In fact, the water's perfectly
still, 'cept for the commotion you're causin'."

Carly trashed and screamed well out of site.

Zander hadn't noticed the departure of his only teammate. He was up
on shore discussing "loving" his environment with Laura.

A.J. got about halfway out, then threw up in the water. This sent
everyone that was actually trying rushing back to the shore. A.J.
got out to his waist deep point. He turned around to cheer his
victory. Then he passed out face first into the water. Eventually
the tide brought him back up to shore.

Edward shrugged. "Well, uhm. Technically A.J. is the winner since
no one else actually completed the stunt. So A.J. is safe in the
vote tonight. See you all then." Edward disappeared somewhere up
shore into the jungle.

Everyone stood around A.J. watching him.

Luke was the first to speak. "He okay?"

Skye put her hand to her chin. "I don't know. Maybe we should poke
him with a stick or something."

"DIBS!" Zander declared as he ran up the shore unzipping his pants.

Skye stopped him and smacked his hand. "No! Bad boy, bad Zander.
Besides that's not what I meant. And ew!"

THE VOTE:

Skye: Hey. I changed my vote back this week. I would have voted
for Zander again cause he's kinda freaky now that his lost his mind
due to sex deprivation. But hey, I'm just hitting my sexual peak so
he could be kinda fun to keep around.

Zander: Uh, I voted for Skye. I know I'm just a bit nuts, seeing as
how mine are about to exPLODE! Ahem Anyway. But I hear women
reach their sexual peak around her age and that chick's got some
issues to begin with. I don't know if she'd release all that anger
in bed. That pure hate fueled passionate energy...Hm? Can I
change my vote? Damn! Stupid rassa fraggin system.

Edward came out with the tallied votes. The fifth person to be
kicked off the island is...Skye."

"Oh thank God!" she cried as she sprinted up front. "Seriously Jax.
If I'd have had to have listened to any more of your incoherent
babbling I think I just might have hung myself with my own bra
strap." She looked over at Zander. "My own, lacy, bra strap." She
did some growling noises and gave him a wink. She mouthed the
words "Call me" to him and backed out of the tribal area.

Zander sat completely still before falling straight over onto the
ground. He just laid there, staring at the fire.

"Well, that's it for this episode. Maybe we can get poor poor Zander
some sucky sucky in the near future. Tune in next time to find out
on Port Charles Survivor. Good night all."