Hello everyone, this is a spinoff series from my three main TD stories. This is set after The Fanfic Mayham from Total Drama Cruise, so I hope everyone enjoy this introduction.

At a hotel during nighttime, a party began.

Everyone was boozing and kissing and dancing from all the rage for Blaineley, who after all the excitement, went to her room, all drunk and almost time to get wasted once more.

She kick the door, drinking a bottle of booze, and hiccup a few more. Then, she swing and move all around, "Oh man! Wooohoooo! Yeah! This night is the best! And the best part about my anniversary is that I don't have to invite Chris or Don in my party. Screw those guys!"

Collapsing on the bed, with her hair messed up and her dress almost loosen, she decided to watch TV as a pass time thing. She grab the remote, turning the tv on and checking for anything that may interest her, "Now, I wonder if TV could make this night any better".

As she flip to one channel from another, she stop what appear to be a show she is familiar with. A show she once compete in. A show she didn't expect to get another season, and here it is now, "What the hell?"

On TV, it shows Chris Mclean wrapping up the new episodes of Total Drama Cruise, which causes her jaw to drop, "Wait a minute?! There was a no season of that crappy show and no one told me about this?!"

This infuriates her because after her encounter with Chris, she wanted him to fall from grace. Now, he's back with a better season and better cast by the look of it.

She throws her bottle at the TV, which exploded. Then, she scream and began to tored everything down like the wall. She ripped the sink, she flip the bed, and she throw the TV out the window.

"Hey Blaineley, I think Chris call you", A random dude pop out from the door said, holding up a phone, "He said something about how much ratings he got and-"

Before he could finish, a fridge was thrown at him.

Blaineley screech throughout the main establishment, showing the full grudge she had to Chris Mclean.

In the morning, she awoke on the ground, facing up in the fan.

There, all around her were broken glass, blank sheets, and pillows.

There were whine stains on the wall and on the floor.

Her eyes were still blurry, but she can make something out. A creature of somewhat, staring down at her with a deadpan, blank look. It eyes were shown, but the silhouette appear to be resembling a black fox, comprise with lines.

She wasn't startle, as the hangover still consume her.

After a long pause of silent, it spoke, "What are you doing?"

Sje replied, quitely, "Ugh, hangover sleeping. Duh. What do you want, Weird...thing".

"I felt a urge of hate coming into you".

"Oh, what do you know?"

"A urge for jealousy, perhaps".

She sigh, "Get off my face".

As soon as she gotten up, she turn and see the creature on her bed, still looking directly at her.

She rubbed her head, as the creature once more speak, "This night was important, isn't it?"

"Yeah, Yeah, Whatever", She replied, still isn't bother by the creature yet, "Just...what do you want?"

"I don't need what I want. What do you need?"

"I don't know, a pair of new shoes, new makeup. Kinda think of it, do the producers still need me?"

It did not spoke, as it just gave her the stare agian.

"Anyways", She continue, checking toward the closet, "Where's my phone? I need to contact my producers and sponsor".

"For what, my friend?"

"Duh, so I could contact them about what I saw on TV".

"Is that a right answer? I sense a spiteful mood in you".

"Uhhh yeah, how would you know, you-" As she turn to face the creature, he was nowhere to be seen. He had vanish.

"I'm sorry, but what do you want to green light again?"

"I want my very own reality show", Blaineley bluntly said to the producer.

After whar she saw on TV, she became furious and came up to one of the producers, demanding a show for her very own.

She was standing and facing down at the producer. The room was litted by the windows, as the entire office room has a old 1930s Hollywood feel with everything being red, everything having a cushion, brown and freshly made cigars are place individually on the table, and a radio is playing in the background. A old, vintage and boxy radio.

There were omly two chairs, one for the producer, and another for her.

"Pardon?" He asked, being hidden inside the huge, cushion darkness from his chair.

"I want my own reality show show", She replied, sitting back down, "Complete with sets, casts, cashes, and lots of make ups!"

"My apologize Blaineley, but why do you want your own reality show? Didn't you have one witn the Aftermath show?"

"Yeah, that wasn't doing so well for me. I want my very own reality show because I can do something much better than Chris Mclean himself...and also Don too, I guess".

"So let me get this straight. You want to do a reality show, just out of spite?"

"Uh huh. And because I'm glamorous, hot, and special. Plus, I want my show to be the same vain as those with multiverse invovle".

"Madam, you do know how expensive it will be to replicate that formula, right?"

"Uhh, excuse me? Are you denying me from getting popular?"

"No, No, I'm just saying", The producer continues, "With the popularity between Total Drama Cruise and Don other show, I'm not sure we have enough funds to-"

"I don't care! If those losers can have their own multiverse show, I want in it too!"

The producer sigh, "Alright, I'll ask my other guys about your show, and we might email you back if we pick your show up".

"Great".

"Two hundred dollars?!" Blaineley exclaim, sitting at her table in her private trailer park, near a studio. The table consist of a coffee, laptops, and some doughnuts.

After seeing a email of her given funds, she was devastated, "You got to be kidding me?!"

Her phone rang, and she answer it.

It was the producer. In a fit of rage, she demanded, "Hey! What the big idea here?!"

"What do you mean? Your show got greenlighted".

"Uhh What do I mean? I been given a lower budget here! Explain yourself here!"

"You said it yourslf, you don't care. We decided to give you this amount, madam".

"WHY?!"

"Because we already have enough with Chris Mclean and Don, so that's what we are giving you".

"You guys are jerks!"

"Hey, that's the best we could do for ya. The only thing we could give you is the prize that isn't money, but that's pretty much it. Just keep hoping your show gain more ratings. Otherwise, we might cancelled your show early. Hope your happy".

"I am not! I demand a better-hello? Hello?!" The phone was cut off, as she slam it on the table.

She wonders, "Great, now what am I suppose to do? I only have like, what? Two hundred dollars? That's only amount for a boat and interns. And where the hell am I suppose to get them from?"

Then she thought of something, "Wait, I got it!"

She pulled out her phone again, dialing a familiar number, and after waiting for an answer, she got one. She replied, "Hi, I'm Blaineley. You remember me before, right Chef Hatchet?"

"Blaineley?" Chef replied, "What do you want?"

"Listen Chef, I have a sweet proposition for you".

"Oh no, is it going to invovle me sabotaging Chris or something?"

"No, but maybe", Blaineley continue, "You see, I got greenlight my very own inter dimensional reality show, and I want you to be my favorable intern".

"Why? What in it for me? What are you up to?"

"Ugh, with the questions", She said, "Look, I'll pay handsomely if you join me".

"Oh I don't know. Every time I work with some wacky host, I'm always the human shield or sidekick or some low brow humor pond. You know what I mean".

"Fine, how about this. I'll let you be my second in command".

"Second in command?"

"Yes, that means you could be my very own...ummm...writer. So do we have a deal?"

chef thought this over. On one hand, he isn't sure of trusting her. But on the other hand, "Hmm...alright then, but you better not use me as some lab rat or something".

"Don't worry. Fans would love to see you return on screen", After the call is finish, Blaineley needed more interns as having one surely won't be enough. She also need a boat or a transporation device that allows her to gain access to other dimension.

"Now where am I suppose to get my own inter dimensional thingy?" She wonder, "I also need some losers to compete in my show. Not to mention a boat...hmmm...wait a second, who was that thing that talk to me back at the hotel?"

Well, there you have it, Everyone! A new spinoff show revolving around Blaineley! As the host!

Now, this is going to be a lot more shorter story than the rest of my stuff. But there will tons of action, drama, and comedy. Lots and lots of comedy.

So here are the rules for submission characters.

1. It can be from any series or franchise. ANYTHING like cartoons, anime, games, movies, OC, comics, and TV shows.

2. You can submit a character that is either a contestant or a intern.

3. You can add some little infos about them, if you want to. Some info may help.

4. It can't be any characters that already appear in my other stories. For example, no Deadpool suggestion as he's already and still is competing in my other show.

And that it all. Yeah, go all out it everyone! I only need 17 casts and we be set to go. Here are the characters I chose and ones I pick from a reader who gave his early.

Johnny Cage ( Mortal Kombat ).

Sari ( Transformers ).

Launch ( Dragon Ball ).

Carl ( Aqua Teen Hunger Force ).

Jenny ( My life as a Teenage Robot ).

Crash ( Crash Bandicoot ).

Rock Howard ( Garou: Mark of the Wolves ).

As for interns, here it is:

Chef ( Total Drama ).

Heather ( Total Drama ).

Brief ( Panty and Stocking ).

Onyx ( OC ).

Peter ( Deadpool ).

For cast: ( 7/17 ).

For interns ( 5/9 ).

All the cast pick will be reveal in the next chapter, where a audtion show is set up for anyone that will be lucky enough to be chosen as a contestant or a intern.

Anyways, good luck with the submission.