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At the Umbrella Camp…

Despite the fact that one of their tribe mates has been voted off, the mood at camp is downright jolly. In fact Annette has spent the last ten minutes hitting on Hunk, of all people. To which Hunk has no reply, and seems to be genuinely worried for the first time since coming to the island. Alexia is over by Nemesis laughing and complimenting him on the shark he brought back. To his credit, Nemesis is resisting her feminine charms. Ada is busy cementing her alliance with Nicholai in the bushes. Morpheus, Marcus, and Alfred are discussing the latest fashions. All in all it seems no one is missing the good doctor…

Day 4

At the S.T.A.R.S. Camp

Chris had everyone up at the crack of dawn, to go fishing, firewood gathering, and water fetching. There were many grumbles and whispered obscenities directed toward him because of this. And so, during a brief respite, the camera corners Claire on the beach

"Well, as much as I love my brother, this is getting ridicules. I mean really, he's running this camp like a freaking Umbrella installation." She brushes a piece of hair out of her face and rolls her eyes. "Something has to be done."

The camera next corners Jill.

"Really this doesn't bother me, I'm used to having Chris wander around like a puffed up rooster."

The camera then finds Billy near the tree line, sharpening a spear.

"I am so close to actually helping Wesker kill Chris. You would not believe how close."

Finally after bothering several more tribe mates the camera returns to passive mode. And I must say, it picks up a rather interesting little scene. Claire has returned from the beach, and has cornered Billy in a stand of palm trees.

"Alright, here's the deal you help me get rid of Chris and I make sure you make it into the last four." Claire brushes anther piece of hair out of her face.

"Wait a minute, he's your brother, why the hell do you want him off the island?" Billy is slightly confused, and majorly suspicious.

"Because he's a freaking nuisance. Go get water, go get firewood. Yea I understand we have to do this stuff, but damn he's annoying."

"Alright then." Billy nods solemnly. "It's a deal."

The camera then picks up another interesting scene. Leon is laying face down in the sand, by the fire. Brad stands over him holding a load of firewood, and looking very guilty.

"What happened?" Rebecca runs over to Leon, and gently rolls him over. He's unconscious, but still breathing.

"I…ah…accidentally hit him with the load of firewood. He asked me something and I turned around to answer him, and sorta hit him in the head."

At the Beach

Wesker is still in his new wardrobe, and fuming over the lose of his sunglasses. However his mood is kinda happy, since it's once again time for an immunity challenge. The two tribes march onto the beach. Despite the loss of a tribe member the Umbrella tribe seems happy. The S.T.A.R.S. tribe, on the other hand, look ready to kill something. Leon keeps glaring at Brad with his new black eye. Billy and Claire are whispering among themselves, and glancing a Chris. It seems out of all of them only Chris is enjoying the situation.

"Alright, Umbrella Tribe how are things going at camp?"

"Very well actually." Annette sinkers. "A vast improvement over the other day."

"Greeeaaat." Wesker shakes his head, depressed by how much fun the Umbrella Tribe appears to be having. "How about you guys?"

"This island sucks." Leon says sulkily.

"Can I go home now?" Brad whimpers.

"No." Wesker than points out a large tent set up in the middle of the beach. "Your next immunity challenge is an endurance challenge. All you have to do is listen to Sherry and Steve talk. But just to make things fair, one of the S.T.A.R.S. tribe has to sit this immunity challenge out."

There is a brief scuffle, at the end of which Billy stands the winner. He plops down on the beach happy in the knowledge that he won't suffer from annoying high pitched voices. The rest of the tribe shudder . Wesker smiles at this reaction in true evil form.

"The last person able to listen to their insanely high voices wins the immunity for their tribe. Now if you will hand over the immunity totem." Wesker holds out his hand, and Claire gives him the sunglasses. He seems relived to have them back, and quickly slips them on. "Alright then, everyone in."

The two tribes enter the tent, no one looks pleased. Wesker pulls up nearby lawn chair, and sits down. He figures the first person will come running out in no less than 2 minutes.

2 minutes

Hunk comes staggering out of the tent, holding his head. "For the love of God, give me hunters any day!"

Wesker snickers and takes a swig of his beer, he's rather enjoying this. Billy too seems to be enjoying the spectacle.

10 minutes

Yoko and Alyssa stagger out of the tent, looking shell shocked.

15 minutes

Alfred walks out of the tent, eyes wide and glazed over. "I never knew there were people more annoying than me." He than passes out.

20 minutes

Nicholai and Carlos come running out of the tent, hands firmly planted over their ears. They then stagger around for a few seconds before passing out near Alfred.

30 minutes

Leon emerges from the tent, a lopsided grin on his face. "Tinkerbell!!" He then proceeds to flutter and flit like an idiot.

Wesker and Billy both inch away from this display.

45 minutes

Alexia emerges from the tent in her mutated from, along with a badly singed Annette. They look at each other and break down in heart wrenching sobs.

1 hour

Brad comes running out of the tent, rushes past Wesker and Billy, and buries his head in the sand.

1 hour 15 minutes

Jill and Rebecca emerge from the tent at the same time.

"Ok, no one can ever complain about my annoyiness again." Rebecca sobs.

"Yea." Jill rubs at her head.

1 hour 20 minutes

Morpheus staggers out of the tent, dragging an unconscious Marcus with him. "It was truly horrible, worse even than Bruce's bad southern accent!" He promptly faints falling on top of Alfred.

Wesker and Billy are now sharing a beer, and laughing their asses off.

1 hour 30 minutes

Ada staggers out of the tent, supporting a thoroughly exhausted Claire.

"I thought I could handle it, I mean after Raccoon…" Claire trails off, her head falling limply to Ada's shoulder.

"It's alright dear. I thought the same thing."

"Guess that leaves Nemesis and Chris." Wesker is so enjoying the mere thought of the pain and suffering Chris must be going through. Billy secretly shares this sentiment.

2 hours

Chris comes skipping out of the tent. "I AM SAILOR MOON!!"

Wesker, Billy, any other survivors cover their eyes as Chris dons a Sailor Moon costume and skips off through the trees.

"Ok, that was worse than Alfred's bikini." Billy shudders, knowing he has to go back to camp with that thing.

"I guess that leaves Nemesis the winner." Wesker pushes himself out of the chair, as Nemmy emerges from the tent, looking no worse off then when he went in. No one has realized yet the Nemmy can't hear high pitched sounds, and so didn't hear a word that Steve and Sherry said. Wesker hand over his glasses to Nemmy.

"Alright, S.T.A.R.S. I'll see you at tribal council." He then moves off screen hoping to avoid Chris and his sailor moon costume.

Next Time on Survivor…

Who will be voted off?

A/N: Alright, it's that time again. Who do you wanna see leave the S.T.AR.S. Tribe? Time to cast your vote!

W.C.