Chris: Last time on Total Drama Domination…
*the camera shows Shawn throwing balls at Chad, followed by Lindsay using her strategy*
Chris: ...our campers experienced another classic challenge. This time, it was the dodgeball challenge.
*the camera shows Rodney getting a nosebleed, followed by Jordan carrying an unconscious Dwayne out of the gymnasium*
Don: There was lots of pain...lots and lots of pain!
*the camera shows Dara throwing out Dakota, and then MacArthur*
Chris: In the end, nervous pushover Dara won it for the Rambunctious Rhinoceri.
*the camera shows Junior making his speech, followed by Anne Maria reacting to her elimination*
Don: And after making an impassioned plea, Junior managed to turn the team's decision from his dad Dwayne to Anne Maria.
Chris: Who will fly on Fireworks Airlines next? Find out right now, right here, on Total!
"DRAMA!" yelled Don.
"DOMINATION!" both hosts yell.
*cue intro*
The staff had just finished wheeling in a giant mechanism covered by a black tarp into the mess hall.
"Alright! Time to do what I always love to do!" said Chris with his signature smile. He went to the staff tent and blared an airhorn into the PA system. The campers' horrified screams could be heard a mile away, so that scream you think you just heard, yeah. That was them.
"Riiiiise and shine, campers!" said Chris. The campers groaned as they got out of bed and made their way towards the mess hall.
MESS HALL
The staff stood across the campers, with the tarp-covered mechanism behind them.
"Welcome, campers! Anyone wanna guess what challenge is next?"
"Ooh, it was like, the talent contest I had been waiting for!" said Lindsay.
"What's in the tarp, I may ask?" asked Cody.
"Good question, Cody! This thing…" He removes the tarp off the mechanism. "...is a virtual reality machine!" Everyone's faces lit up at this news. "Some of our challenges will come from this device! Such as this next one, so no, Lindsay! No talent contest today!"
"Awwww," pouted Lindsay. Abby patted her shoulder. "It's OK, Lindsay. I'm sure this challenge will be at least as fun, if not better." A reassured Lindsay smiled at her friend.
"In just a second, we will strap you and ourselves into the virtual reality machine," said Don. The five interns proceeded to strap the 87 campers into the device, then the hosts, and then themselves.
"OK, we should be transported to our destination in 3...2...1," said Chris. Everyone then disappeared from the mess hall.
MOBILE SUIT GUNDAM UNIVERSE
The gang wakes up to find themselves inside an empty arena.
"Too big! Suffering agoraphobia!" said a panicked Mickey.
"What is this place?" asked Trent.
"Glad you asked, Trent ol' pal!" said Chris. "We are in the fighting arena in the Mobile Suit Gundam universe! This is where your next challenge will take place!"
"We are all wearing suits," said Don. Everyone looked down to see what they were wearing. The Rhinoceri were wearing blue suits, the Zebras wore yellow, the interns wore red, Chef wore white, Don wore gray, and Chris wore black. "Just thought I'd let you all know."
"You didn't think we all noticed when we woke up?" said Emma.
"Nooooo," Don said like a smartass. He then faced the camera. "I meant all the people reading this fanfic right now!" Emma rolled her eyes.
"Anyways, the premise is simple: you are trying to shoot everyone on the opposing team," said Don.
"But you won't be alone," said Chris. "Every two minutes, we will be sending out a grunts that double in number. They are robots specifically designed to take you out, regardless what team you're on. And every five minutes, we will send out a staff member, starting with the interns in a random order, then Chef, then Don, and then me!"
"Shooting a grunt gives you 100 points, shooting a contestant gives you 200 points, shooting a staff member other than Chris gives you 500 points, and shooting Chris gives you 1,000 points and ends the challenge! The challenge also ends if everyone on one team gets shot. Whichever comes first," said Don. "Oh, and no friendly fire! Or we'll subtract 200 points! The person with the most points on each team will be their team's MVP! The winning team's MVP gets a special reward, while the losing team's MVP wins immunity tonight."
"This challenge begins, in 3…2...1! Go, go!" said Chris. The campers immediately charged at each other. JD went straight to Tom and fired the male fashion blogger. "That's for insulting my fashion choices!" he yelled.
"Come on man, just let it go!" Tom protested before he disappeared.
"So come on let it gooo
Just let it beee
Why don't you be youuu
And I'll be meee" sang Ella, who had overheard Tom's final words.
"That was beautiful," JD said sweetly.
"Thank you Jose David," replied Ella.
CONFESSIONAL: Ah, nothing like making Ella's first song a Disney song. What else could you ask for?
"Normally, I don't like having my full first name revealed," said JD. "But since Ella is nice enough, I'll let it go." He pauses. "See what I did there?" he said while moving his eyebrows up and down.
*STATIC*
Unfortunately, Sugar saw this, and shot Ella out. JD was not happy.
"What the hell's your problem?!" he demanded.
"That bitch needs to learn her place! Nobody but me is allowed to be pretty like that!"
"So you admit to her being pretty?"
"W-W-...UGH!" the supposed pageant queen stormed off as JD smirked.
Just then, Chris took out a whistle and blew it. A grunt entered the arena and started shooting warning shots towards the ceiling, prompting everyone to run. Tyler tripped, which the grunt saw, and the jock was shot.
"Tyler! NOOO!" cried Lindsay. Chad walked up to her. "It's a virtual reality challenge; he's back at Camp Wawanakwa alive and well.
"Ohhh...thanks Charlie!" said Lindsay, who hugged Chad. He just looked at the camera, not sure how to react. "Uhhh...okay then."
Chris blew the whistle again, and a second grunt arrived. Jo shot the new grunt, then located the old one and shot it as well. "Come on, McLame! This is too easy!"
"Don't tempt fate, missy!" said Chris. As if on cue, Morgan came out. "Why do I have to be first?"
"Because you look like our least promising intern in terms of ratings." The straight (wo)man intern left while huffing. Jo promptly shot her. "This is your difficulty spike?"
Eva shot the Sue Sylvester lookalike. "Quit complaining, bitch."
"I agree; should've just kept her big mouth shut," agreed Don.
Chris blew the whistle again, and two grunts burst into the arena. The Stepbrothers each took them out, doing their theme song as they finished.
After an otherwise uneventful two minute period, Chris blew the whistle again, and four grunts emerged. They shot an idle Spud, who only started freaking out when he was fading out of the virtual reality universe.
"Time to EVIL!" said Max, who started charging at Scarlett. Right when he jumped up to shoot her, Scarlett shot him without batting an eyelid, causing the imp to fall to the ground. "Drat!" he cried, before disappearing.
Chris blew the whistle again, sending out eight grunts. Lance joined the battle as well. "Let's get this shit on the road, y'all!" he cried. He charged towards Heather and Dakota.
"Shoot her, I'm prettier!" said Dakota while pointing at Heather.
"Shoot her, I'm popular!" said Heather while pointing at Dakota.
Lance looked at both girls, and shot both. "Y'all are both ugly ass white trash," he said. Dakota and Heather exchange mortified looks as they fade out of the universe.
Two grunts cornered Lindsay, who raised her hands. "I'm innocent! Don't shoot me!" she cried, understanding the wrong type of danger she was in. The grunts shot her.
Chris blew a whistle, and sixteen more grunts joined the fray. Lance had moved on to Leshawna. Unlike Heather and Dakota, he seemed to be reacting differently.
"Hellooooo, hot cocoa!" he said. "Give me some sugar, bae!" An uninterested Leshawna shot him. "You fool! Everyone knows Harold's my man!"
"Harold, what?!" Lance cried as he faded out.
Two grunts came up to a terrified Katie and Sadie, who were hugging each other. They begged the angry robots not to shoot them, but they didn't listen.
Rhinoceri: 33
Zebras: 33
Chris reblew his whistle, and thirty two grunts joined the battle. The campers on both teams alike were a bit unnerved by the ever-growing number of grunts joining the battle, but one stepped up.
"Andalé, andalé!" Ernesto ordered his team. He shot a grunt, but another shot him right after.
"NOOOOO!" cried Veronica.
"I'm sorry. Have you forgotten he's on the other team?" asked Chad. It took all of Veronica's will not to shoot him.
"Oh hoh, man! This looks good!" said Chris. "Now let's make it even better!" At that point, Millie joined the battle. "Y'all bitches be going down!" she said. She shot Harold, then Leshawna before she could return fire. She then shot Chet, angering Lorenzo.
"Hey!" He shot, but missed Millie, who shot him no problem. "Weak aim; Tyler could fire a gun better than that!"
Chris chuckled. "This girl's good," he said. He blew the whistle, and 64 grunts joined the action.
"Time freeze!" called Tammy. I don't have to say what happened to her.
"Tammy! Nooo!" Leonard rushed over to his fallen LARPer.
"Eh, who cares! She was stealing me from you!" said Sugar. An angered Leonard yelled, "Thy cast Karmic Death upon you!" As if on cue, a grunt shot Sugar.
"It worked!" exclaimed Leonard. But he only celebrated for three seconds, as Millie shot him square in the face. "No it didn't," she said.
Rhinoceri: 31
Zebras: 27
Chris blew the whistle again, and 128 grunts joined in. Rodney attempted to punch one with his fists, but his muscular frame proved no match for the stone-hard metal of the grunts, and he heard his knuckles snap painfully. "YOOOOOOOW!" he cried. This got Millie's attention, and she shot the big boy. "What a wimp," she said.
The grunts took out Mickey, DJ, Rock, Jay, Laurie, Miles, and Justin, bringing the total down to 26 Rhinoceri and 25 Zebras.
Chris blew the whistle again, sending 256 grunts and Keith into battle. Brick wet himself, while Beardo panicked, making an alarm sound. A grunt each took them out. Keith had his mind set on one person, and one person only.
"David…" he said very coldly. A chill ran down Dave's spine. He didn't have the courage to shoot him, so when Keith started running towards him, he ran. Keith ended up shooting Dave, but he didn't celebrate long.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" someone screamed. Keith turned to see a very angry Sky cocking her gun. Before he could say anything, he was shot.
"That'll teach that shithead a lesson," said Sky. But Millie shot her. "Here's a lesson for you: always be aware of your surroundings."
Chris blew his whistle, and 512 grunts swarmed the arena. It was a very gruesome bloodbath, with campers left and right getting shot by the now giant army (and Millie). By the end of that two-minute period, only Cameron, Ennui, Crimson, Owen, Izzy, Mike, Dara, Blaineley, Noah, Jasmine, B, Chad, Amy, Sammy, Gerry, Pete, and Ellody remained for the Rhinoceri (17), while Lightning, Scarlett, Josee, Jacques, Sam, Mary, Junior, MacArthur, Shawn, Carrie, Dwayne, Trent, and Emma remained for the Zebras (13).
Chris stepped in the middle of the arena and yelled through a bullhorn, "CEASE FIRE! I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT!" Everyone stopped to see what he wanted.
"First off, those of you still in, good job! That's a rare compliment from me."
"I don't even know how I'm still here," said Noah.
"Neither do I," said Blaineley.
"That is a good question. You see, at least I'm likable," said Noah with a smirk, causing Blaineley to sneer at him.
"Anyways, starting with the next wave, there will be at least four digit numbers of grunts breaking in, so here's what we're gonna do. We gonna throw in a second floor to give you more space!"
As soon as he said this, a floor started to slide in halfway between the ground and the ceiling. Two ladders, one on each side of the arena where the floor ended, grew from the ground up to where the second floor was.
"OK guys, GO!" He blew the whistle, and 1,024 grunts stormed into the newly-expanded arena.
"Looks like I'm going upstairs," Noah told B. "C'mon!" The two boys climbed up the ladder and made it onto the first floor. Unfortunately, exactly half the grunts remaining followed them upstairs. "Aw shit, seriously?!" Noah asked with more emotion than usual. He and B got trampled to death by the oncoming swarm.
"NOOOO! NOAH!" Emma screamed, having witnessed their deaths.
"DUMBASSES!" Chad yelled from the first floor.
"They're dead. They can't see or hear you," Crimson told the nerd flatly.
"Well...I feel like they should know that."
Jordan, the final intern, joined the battle. "We 'bout to see some shit get turnt up!" he cried.
Don whispered to Chris, "Could you pick any more ghetto interns?"
"Come on, they're funny!" he whispered back. Don looked down and groaned.
Jordan shot the Tennis Rivals. "Ew, old men!" he cried. Gerry and Pete raged as they faded out, with Pete shaking his fist. Gerry screamed, "YOU LITTLE SHIT!"
Millie shot Sam. "Game over, boy!" she told him.
A grunt shot Trent. Two grunts shot Emma's asscheeks. "Seriously?! My buttcheeks again?!" she yelled as she faded out.
Chris blew the whistle, sending 2,048 grunts into the arena.
"Chris, you gotta give us more floors! There's too many to fit on both floors combined!" protested Cameron.
"Hmmm...NAAAAAH!" said Chris. Ennui, Crimson, and Jasmine got trampled to death. Shawn climbed up a ladder, then noticed something on the first floor's ceiling. "Wait a minute!" he said. "Bars to grab on!" Indeed, there were three inch bars a foot away from each other for the gang to grab onto.
Amy saw what Shawn did, and yanked at Sammy's arm in attempt to show she still hated her. However, Sammy saw where Amy was headed, and followed her up the ladder.
"Thanks, sis!" said Sammy. "I wouldn't have known to go up there if it weren't for you!" Amy looked embarrassed.
Chris blew the whistle again, and 4,096 grunts entered the arena. All of the contestants remaining realized doing Shawn's strategy was the best idea, so they started climbing the ladder. They all started grabbing ceiling bars, and very carefully swinging onto ones further away if ones closer to them were taken.
"Ma-han, this is exciting!" laughed Chris. He blew the whistle again, and 8,192 grunts entered the arena, along with Chef. Suddenly, the grunts, Chef, Jordan, and Millie gathered in a huddle. Chef was seen whispering something to them. The campers all looked on confused. Shawn turned to face the other campers, and put a finger to his lips. That didn't cross one camper's mind, though.
"OHHHH, CHEFFY POOOO!" called Izzy. She proceeded to shoot Chef. "GO, GO, GO!" Chef yelled to the other enemies as he faded to his death.
"NICE GOING, BITCH!" Eva roared to the crazy girl. The contestants watched as Jordan, Millie, and half the grunts climbed the ladders up to the second floor, while the other half started to climb on each other's shoulders.
"Are they—" asked Carrie.
"Eeyup," said Junior.
Chris blew the whistle again, and 16,384 grunts came in and repeated Chef's strategy, with half moving to the second floor, and the other half climbing onto the shoulders of other grunts. Another problem arose.
"Why does Lightning feel looser?" It's obvious who asked that. After that question was asked, everyone felt their grips got less secure.
"Oh yeah, about that," said Chris. "We decided to make the bars only two inches long!" Everyone groaned. The grunts were now halfway between the ground and the campers. "Tell you what, let's make things easier. EVERYONE STOP." All enemies and campers alike froze. "Anyone on the second floor, time to move down to the first floor; we're going back to one floor." All of the affected grunts, plus Jordan and Millie, did as told. The campers breathed a sigh of relief the grunts had a little more time to reach them. Or...that's what you think.
Chris turned to the camera and whispered, "Here comes the real reason I did that," with a NASTY slasher smile. He blew the whistle and 32,768 grunts, instead of entering through the entrance like those before, crashed through the ceiling, which all the campers were still gripping onto. All 20 of them screamed as they fell to their grunt-infested death.
MESS HALL
Everyone was gathered back at the mess hall.
"Alright, so it turns out the arena, as big as it is, can only support so many people, including grunts. So in other words, I didn't get to play!" Chris groaned.
"Neither did I, but you don't see me complaining!" said Don.
"Shut up, Don!" said Chris. "Anyways, there were ten people on each team who survived the whole challenge, so true to my word, we will be determining the winner by the number of points. Zebras, you have…
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...1,300 points! Not enough! The Zesty Zebras win!" The Zesty Zebras cheered, while the Rambunctious Rhinoceri sulked.
"Rambunctious Rhinoceri, you're going to the campfire tonight! You're voting someone out!" said Don.
LATER THAT NIGHT
"So I heard the other team did this the last time they lost, so why not us?" asked Sierra.
"So who are we voting off?" asked Mike.
"HER," Eva declared, pointing at Izzy with no hesitation. "What'd I do?" she asked.
"YOU, were the reason why the grunts tried to get to us!"
"Well, the challenge would've ended no later than it did," said Cameron. "In fact, if it weren't for her, it would've ended even earlier due to them not spreading out."
Eva sighed and nodded in agreement. "Fine. So who else should go?"
"Umm…" Everyone turned to look at Dara.
"Yes, Dara?" asked a curious Owen. "Come on, you can tell us."
"I...was thinking either Katie or Sadie."
"What?! NOO!" Both BFFFLs panicked.
"Well, she has a point. You were both cowering in fear and asking the grunts not to shoot you," said Gwen.
"Not to mention they were specifically programmed to terminate us at all costs," added Ellody.
"I think we have our decision," said Harold. The BFFFLs looked at each other, then started sobbing and hugging each other.
CAMPFIRE
The Rambunctious Rhinoceri sat around the campfire.
"Rambunctious Rhinoceri, you were close, but it wasn't enough," said Chris. "When I call your name, come and get a marshmallow. Cameron, Owen, Izzy, Mike, Dara, Blaineley, Amy, Sammy, Chad, and Ellody, congratulations for being the only ones to last the only challenge. Marshmallows also go to...Laurie, Veronica, Mickey, Topher, Ella, Rock, Tom, Lindsay, Abby, Harold, B, Zoey, Noah, Ryan, Justin, Max, Miles, Sierra, Ezekiel, Dave, Sky, Kelly, Gwen, Leshawna, Jasmine, DJ, Pete, Gerry, Crimson, Ennui, and Sanders!" Only Izzy, Katie, and Sadie remained without marshmallows.
"Izzy, you drew attention to Chef, who was telling the grunts their strategy, allowing them to carry out said strategy. And Katie and Sadie, you showed the least courage in this challenge. Even Mickey *points at him* was braver than you!" Mickey just looked at Chris with a blank stare.
"The next marshmallow goes to...Izzy!" The redhead caught her marshmallow with her mouth.
"Katie. Sadie. This, is the final marshmallow. It goes to…
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...Katie." The tan BFFFL didn't even catch her marshmallow. She sobbed into Sadie's arms, who started patting her head. "There, there. I've had to compete without you in season one, and now it's your turn. If I can do it, you can do it!" Katie stopped crying, but her frown remained. Sadie walked up to Chef, who strapped a firecracker to her back and lit the fuse. In three seconds flat, she went flying.
"And that concludes another exciting episode, er...chapter," said Don. "Who will become the next thing that goes 'boom' in the night? How much longer until Amy finally admits she likes her sister?"
"I—"
"How will Katie do without Sadie? Will Chad ever stop being a smartass? Will Ella sing any more songs? When will Dave prevail over Keith, if he does? Tune in next time for the answer to all that and more, right here, on TOTAL!"
"DRAMA!" yelled Chris.
"DOMINATION!" both hosts yell.
#90: Staci
#89: Duncan
#88: Anne Maria
#87: Sadie
RAMBUNCTIOUS RHINOCERI:
Sanders
Harold
Cameron
Lindsay
Tom
Veronica
Pete
Ezekiel
Ennui
Crimson
Izzy
Owen
Gerry
Leshawna
Sky
Eva
Mike
Katie
Mickey
Noah
Jasmine
Sammy
Dave
DJ
Rock
Abby
Amy
Blaineley
Miles
Ellody
Kelly
Topher
Ella
Zoey
Gwen
Sierra
B
Dara
Laurie
Chad
Justin
Max
Ryan
ZESTY ZEBRAS:
Geoff
Ernesto
Chet
Jen
Lightning
Scarlett
Spud
Alejandro
Sam
Jay
Josee
Dawn
Jo
Brick
Devin
Beardo
Cody
Bridgette
Taylor
Brody
Scott
Sugar
MacArthur
Shawn
Tammy
Tyler
Emma
Leonard
Carrie
Dwayne
Trent
JD
Kitty
Mary
Stephanie
Jacques
Beth
Dakota
Lorenzo
Heather
Junior
Rodney
Courtney
...aaaaaaand that's the chapter! Only one confessional and no footnotes, and I still got out a reasonable-sized chapter!
Now, this is the first time I used an original challenge instead of the canon one. You see, I go in order, starting with the cliff-jumping challenge. However, I replaced the talent show contest with this original by DSX62415, which I used in the original version of the story as well. I did it because writing the talent show contest with a much larger cast would be much more difficult.
Speaking of the original version, I have officially made it farther in this version than the original! See, I told you this one will be better than the original!
Alright, now it's time to talk about the elimination. Neither Katie nor Sadie had anything to offer together, so one had to go. Sadie went due to the fact she made it farther than Katie in the first season, so I wanted Katie to be the one who makes it farther this time.
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