"Welcome back to Total Drama Island. We're now at the final twelve where last time Shawn was voted off. It was the war of two sides. The minorities of teams past against the majorities of teams past which left Brick, Heather, and Leshawna in the middle. New alliances were formed, deals broken, and fates sealed. It's becoming a heated battle for the million and it's anyone's game. Come join us for the most heated bonfire ceremony this season on Total Drama Island!"
"Hey Ryan can I talk to you?" Brick asked his friend. Ryan nodded and Brick motioned for them to go outside. Brick and Ryan walked side by side into the forest away from camp and any prying eyes.
Confessional, Brick
I wanted to come clean to Ryan about my vote last night. I know it's a game but, my conscious isn't exactly one that likes to withhold the truth from people.
"What do you want to talk about Brick?" Ryan asked.
"I wanted to come clean about something if that's alright."
"Yeah sure, whatever you need to tell me, I'll listen."
"Look, I voted for Scott last night. I just didn't feel comfortable voting for Shawn. We were Gophers together and it just didn't feel right voting him last night."
"Hey man it's alright. You have a strong moral compass. And I don't hold anything against you."
"I appreciate that. I really do."
"It's no problem. Forgive and forget. It's no big deal really."
"Well that's good. I appreciate it Ryan."
"No problem man, that's what friends are for."
Confessional, Ryan
Do I appreciate Brick coming clean to me? Yes… it's bad gameplay but hey it's good for me. Brick is someone easily manipulated so I know I can rely on him. But I can't take him to the end. He's like the Rudy Boesch to my Richard Hatch if that makes sense.
"Seriously Leshawna? It's just a game? That's a BS excuse and you know it!" Marilyn shouted at her former ally within the girls cabin. Most of the girls had left for breakfast at this point because of the Mairlyn and Leshawna feud and those that stayed behind coward in fear behind their beds.
"Is it not a game honey? This ain't checkers honey but it's still a game," Leshawna replied.
"Yeah a game where you're dealing with real people. We aren't chess pieces on a chess board!"
"I understand that Marilyn. But it's a game for a million bucks. I made a move that I thought was best for me. We all came to win the million one way or another."
"Yeah we all came to win the million. But I didn't realize we'd be betraying everyone over and over again."
"We came to play two different games my friend. I'm sorry the vote didn't go your way last night. But you're not out yet. You can still keep fighting."
"Yeah I am fighting."
"You're arguing. Fight by trying to convince people to your side. You know I like to flip convince me why coming back to you is good for me."
"Whatever," Marilyn responded, stomping off past Leshawna and bursting through the wooden door almost knocking it off its hinges.
Confessional, Marilyn
Blowing up at Leshawna was not a smart move. I may have just sealed my fate. Hopefully this isn't a Heather v Katie situation again except this time I go.
Confessional, Leshawna
She's either crazy or incredibly stupid. Can't figure out which one yet. I'll get back to you on that.
"Trent mate. Can I speak to you for a second?" Jasmine asked the musician.
"Uh… yeah sure Jasmine. What's up?" Trent asked the Australian. The pair walked off towards the forest away from the group. The forest path over time has become a common area for conversations to occur that needed to be out of ear shot.
"I wanted to ask you about voting Scarlett tonight if she doesn't win immunity today," Jasmine inquired.
"I'm not totally against it. I mean I haven't exactly hid the fact that I don't like her," Trent responded.
"Well you have four votes for sure. With yours you'll have five. And we'd just need one more to at least tie it."
"Well. Scarlett isn't winning immunity. She sucks at challenges and quite frankly I don't think she tries."
"Yeah her ego is bigger than a beluga whale."
"And I would love to send her out of this game finally."
"Then would you be down to vote with us? Like I know you just voted out Shawn and I'm pissed about it. But the saying is the enemy of my enemy is my friend."
"I completely agree. I've about had it with Scarlett if I'm honest. She feels like a queen when he's more like the court jester."
"I think it's time we send her to the guillotine then."
Confessional, Jasmine
My only hope of staying in this game is to try and use Scarlett's ego against her. No one likes her. Everyone knows she's an easy beat at the end. But I don't think anyone wants to live with her for another day.
Confessional, Trent
Jasmine is a huge threat to my game. But I'm so just done with putting up with Scarlett's crap. Honestly I don't care if this is bad for my game. I just want to see the look on her face when she's finally voted off.
"Alright, campers! Report to the amphitheater where you'll learn all about this week's challenge! Ksh. McLean out!" Chris shouted through the loudspeakers.
Confessional, Scarlett
I hope this challenge is some sort of puzzle or mental quiz. I have had it with all of these ridiculous physical challenges.
"Welcome to your next challenge! The time-honored game of torture. Say Uncle! You are all about to be out through the tests of endurance so insane, that some of 'em sent our interns to the emergency room. If you back down from the challenge or do not last the required ten seconds, you will be eliminated. The winner will not only be safe from elimination, but will win this luxurious trailer. Yours to take home at the end of the summer."
"What kinds of torture?" Leshawna asked.
"Why don't you ask my lovely assistant?" Chris chuckled guestering to Chef who gave Leshawna a stare that could almost kill. "All right. Let's do this. Duncan, you're first up. Let's spin the Wheel of Misfortune to select your torture." Chris spun the wheel, and as it slowly came to a stop the pointed made a clicking sound on each peg before it landed on, "Turtle puck shots! Our interns spent weeks collecting the grumpiest, angriest, crustiest, hungriest old snapping turtles on the island. While you stand in the goalie net completely unprotected, Chef will fire off turtle slapshots."
"Great, just what I needed this morning," Duncan sarcastically replied.
"Hey I can guarantee that you'll be wide awake after this, but if I were you I'd protect those coconuts," Chris advised.
Confessional, Duncan
I'm seriously starting to question if a million bucks is worth all of this. Then again I've come this far so what the hell.
Chef, hockey mask and stick in tow, lined up the snapping turtles who displayed their shiny and sharp teeth for all to see. Duncan stood in front of the hockey goal covering his coconuts praying that Chef had terrible aim. One by one Chef went down the line of turtles slapping them at the punk. After missing the first shot Chef managed to hit Duncan first in the arm then the leg and finally the head before the time was up and Duncan could advance.
"And Duncan advances, isn't this fun?" Chris cheered.
"Yeah it's a riot," Duncan groaned.
"Next up we have, Scarlett!"
"I'd like to take this time to say that I'll drop out of this challenge now," Scarlett replied, receiving a series of eye rolls from her fellow contestants.
"Well then… I guess Scarlett is out. Scarlett take a seat over on the losers bench over there."
Confessional, Chris
Originally we were going to have the quitters be in these medieval wooden shackles or whatever. But production said no since it would be too much on a challenge that was already pushing the limits.
Confessional, Scarlett
This move is to both save my dignity and to make me look weaker in challenges. I know I'm not beating the likes of Jackson, Jasmine, or Duncan or any of those lunatics in this challenge, so why try?
"Anyways next up is Scott. Take a spin on the wheel buddy!"
Scott walked up to the wheel and took a spin. Eventually landing on a picture of a shark which didn't ease Scott's fears at all, but rather increased them to their highest.
"Aw, this was one of my favorites. For this challenge you have to stand in a shark cage for ten seconds while we have multiple sharks bite, hit, and ram the cage,' Chris explained which caused Scott to turn ghost white.
"You know Chris… I think I'll join Scarlett and drop out," Scott replied breathlessly.
"Yeesh you kids are no fun, go join your fellow redhead over on the loser bench."
Confessional, Scott
Purely strategic, no other reason. Just sandbagging challenges so I look weaker than I am.
Confessional, Duncan
He came in here and said him dropping out was strategic didn't he? What an idiot.
"Come on, we have a show to film!" Chris whined. "Trent! Come on, show us some action!"
Counting to nine, Trent stood next to the wheel and had it spin many times in a row. Finally, the wheel stopped on what looked to be a barrel. "Leech treatment! Spend ten seconds in the barrel!"
"I can't do that! This shirt is like, thin man!" Trent complained.
"There is an out," Chris mentioned. "You can give it to one of your fellow campers! But if they stick it out then you're out bro."
Trent looked at the contestants with a thoughtful glance and blindly closed his eyes, pointing his finger towards the cast and blindly spinning. "Umm, Zoey," he finally settled. The redhead stood up nervously before she slapped herself into a sense of calm.
Dakota and Chef wheeled out a giant barrel teeming with leeches. "Goodbye cruel world," Zoey said melodramatically.
"You only have to go neck deep, don't dive in like Beth did during the phobia challenge," Dakota whispered. She got an understanding glance from Zoey and backed off.
The leeches squirmed over Zoey's barely moving body, sticking to her exposed skin and causing her to wince. Once she was sure that ten seconds had passed she leaped out of the barrel with such force and landed on Trent. "Well, did I pass?" She asked Chris.
"Ten point nine seconds," Chris said, thoroughly impressed. "Trent, that means you're out bro."
Confessional, Zoey
(She has two leeches on her cheek that are bleeding slightly) I knew the game was gonna get rough by the merge. I don't really have many friends here, so you know what (She plucks the two leeches off of her cheek. Her fingers are covered with Leech blood. She uses it to put two black stripes on under her eyes) It's go time.
Chef danced across the screen in a pink tutu, signaling the start of a brief montage. Ryan audibly gasped as Jackson willingly put on a coat of bees. Heather was challenged to eat a giant stingray. She gave the dare to Jasmine who almost slurped the seafood down. Heather was summarily sent to the losers bench. Brick was challenged to escape a straitjacket. He escaped in seven seconds and threw the jacket onto Marilyn, who kicked it into the air. Duncan decided to take the challenge of rolling across a field of rice grains shirtless. He finished with 9.5 seconds to spare. Leshawna, shocking even herself, walked across a field of fire.
Chef danced across the screen one more time and ended the first montage.
"Ryan! You're up my guy! We're starting a new round so start us off!" The jock walked up to the wheel with a bit of a confident swagger considering most of the challenges had already been used with the exception of two or three. The wheel spun three times and landed on what looked like a harness and a vase. "Hang upside down and get sprayed by water without screaming!"
Ryan took a deep breath as he was hung upside down from a beam over the challenge arena. Jackson in particular winced as Chef turned on a powerful fire hose that launched some fifteen feet in the air. "Ten seconds," Brick called out reassuringly.
Distracted, Ryan nodded as Chef fired the water hose. The hanging jock was sent some five feet back but still hung on. On the backswing some two seconds later Chef fired again, and landed right up Ryan's jewels. "MOTHER!"
"Well that's a fail," Chris said, stopping the timer. "Seven seconds, too bad so sad. Dakota, get Ryan down please."
Holding a comically oversized key, Dakota rushed from behind the bleachers as the beam was lowered. Halfway there she tripped over a wayward leg. The key flew out of her hands and disappeared in the cracks of the stage. "Sorry Dakota," Marilyn smirked.
"Well it looks like you'll have to stay there until the interns find the key, and since the key is somewhere in the shot, we can't have our interns go off and intrude. So, next up!"
Confessional, Marilyn
Jackson told me the other day about something called Hammer. It's satisfying seeing Ryan in his own Hammer trap.
Brick was summarily called to the wheel and gave it a hefty spin. "Wooden Shorts! The latest in this style, and just popping with nature."
"I want to put it on Zoey!" Brick called out, seeing Dakota appear with a family of woodpeckers.
Confessional, Brick
I hate to say it but it's a game and Zoey needs to lose it sooner rather than later.
Zoey walked towards the shorts with an unwavering look of placidity. She hopped in and Dakota released the woodpeckers. They swarmed around the redhead and started to bite through. Just as the timer hit the ten second mark, Zoey let out a screech from one of the woodpeckers biting off her pants. "Good job Zoey, you just eliminated Brick
Confessional, Trent
I've seen things in high school that I don't want to see ever again, and I'd rather see those than Zoey's Kubrick stare again.
"Duncan! Sticking it out again! Go ahead and spin and give it off to whoever you want!" The wheel spun many times over before it finally stopped on the bear's head. "Get from one side of the bear filled cage to the other within ten seconds!" Chris read the card. "Ruthless!"
Confessional, Duncan
I need to save my teeth. This is an individual game so the best thing I can do to screw over any of those other loners is well, show them that I've got fangs.
"As Zoey said like an hour ago, this is a game. Plus she can't stand it," Duncan said with a glare to the redhead.
Dakota opened the door to a wireframe cage as Chris made a gesture inside. "Thanks for the honesty Duncan," Zoey sniped, earning a shrug from the punk. Fearlessly, Zoey took a step in the cage just as the door slammed behind her.
"Ten seconds starts now!"
Zoey quickly scanned the cage. It wasn't very big, only fifteen feet in each direction, and the bear wasn't very big, and for that matter wasn't very intimidating. Zoey breathed a sigh of relief as she started to walk around the mammal.
With five seconds remaining, Zoey put a shaking hand on the door on the other side, wringing it open. She took a step outside but was immediately pulled back in by a brown and fuzzy paw. The contestants looked on as the bear hugged Zoey tightly, seemingly shedding a tear and nuzzling his head against hers. Zoey futile held a hand out as the timer ended. "Well Zoey failed,"Chris chuckled. "Dakota, can you get her out?"
Dakota pressed her face against the cage to see the bear growling at her and clinging onto a gasping Zoey tightly. "Chef?" Dakota asked.
"I ain't messing with that bear. I think we're just gonna have to wait until he tires," Chef lamented.
"Well we're on a schedule, and it can't be helped! Up next is Leshawna!"
Leshawna spun the wheel and it went around several times before it landed on what looked to be a tightrope. Confused, the proud girl was ushered up a flight of stairs and given a vest full of meat. "Stand on this tightrope for ten seconds. Or you can try to hijack someone else's game."
"Nah," Leshawna asaid. "Bit too late to be making people mad." She sighed as the meat vest was placed on her. Not particularly confident in her balance, Leshawna stretched her hands wide as she inched forward, step by step. Somewhere Chris started the timer. The alligators below looked at her with a confused glance before one of them jumped towards the meat. Leshawna's arms spun faster than a wind turbine as she dodged the gaping maw of a rather large alligator.
Once ten seconds finished Leshawna jumped from the tightrope and landed in a roll far away from the vat of alligators. "Nice one Leshawna!" Scott called reassuringly. Leshawna held a shaky hand up, unaware that an alligator was nibbling on her meat vest.
"You can keep this," Leshawna glared at the tiny alligator.
"Okay, next up, let's go with Jasmine!"
The tall aussie took a few brisk steps towards the wheel and spun it. The wheel landed on a vat of ice cream with an ice cream soup. "Well, you can either challenge one of your opponents to eat a liter of ice cream or you can try it yourself. After that you must last ten seconds without a brain freeze."
Jasmine looked over the remaining competitors. "Duncan, you respect a hard game as much as I do, so you'll believe me when I say you're a mighty strong threat."
"Thanks toots," Duncan mumbled. He squeezed his way out of the bleachers and stood in front of a table Dakota wheeled to the front. Duncan placed his hand on the scoop provided to him and opened the pint. He looked to Chris as the host placed a hand on a timer. The punk shoveled the ice cream in rather quickly, leaving only a little bit on the spoon before he took a deep breath. Fifteen seconds passed before Duncan suddenly grasped at his temples. "JUST TELL ME IF I PASSED MAN!"
"WELL Duncan," Chris taunted. "You had to eat all the ice cream and last ten seconds. You lasted about 12 seconds, but there's a bit of ice cream on the scoop. We can't give it to you."
"MOTHER-" Duncan shouted in pain, kicking over the table and burying Dakota under the tablecloth. He stumbled off to the loser bench and huffed, grabbing at his temples.
Confessional, Duncan
Nice Move Amazon, Nice Move...
In a brief montage, the remaining four contestants were shown spinning the wheel and attempting challenges. Marilyn's first challenge was to listen to a new age album. The jockette barely passed before she sat on the bench, shaking. Leshawna took a spin on the wheel and winced as the wheel landed on what looked to be a poison ivy spa treatment. With red arms and a red face, Leshawna barely made it.
Jackson looked deadfast at Jasmine, Leshawna, and Marilyn as he remained covered in a suit of bees. Jasmine chose to saddle Marilyn with a challenge that involved hopping over a rock bridge filled with skunks, and smirked when the spunky jock fell into the pit with a myriad of curses. Leshawna chose to target Jasmine with the marshmallow wax, which the tall Australian was able to go through. Jackson passed a challenge that involved getting his haircut with a chainsaw. Jasmine completed a challenge that involved getting shocked with eels, ending the montage.
"And we're on to our top two. Jackson and Jasmine!" The camera suddenly cuts to reveal Jackson, Jasmine, Chris, almost all of the remaining contestants, and Chef suddenly on an elevated platform overlooking a pool filled with hopping piranhas. "Two of the biggest and toughest! Now they're gonna face each other and our special guest Molotov, the russian dancing bear and log rolling competition over this piranha pool!"
Jackson and Jasmine turned around to see the bear walking out, confidently swaggering past Zoey and her bear friend.
Confessional, Marilyn
This is gonna be a hell of a fight. I know that everyone else knows that the two of them are aligned but they can't give it up. Whoever loses is likely going home. Look at them! Jackson looks like he stepped out of camp crystal lake and Jasmine is a fucking fine ass specimen!
Once Jackson and Jasmine steadied themselves, Molotov stepped onto the log with ease. Jackson and Jasmine locked eyes, unsteady, and ignored the snapping of the piranhas as Chris blew the horn.
The bear quickly took control of the massive log, catching Jackson and Jasmine off guard as they struggled to make pace. "Now?" Jackson asked. Jasmine shook her head as she struggled to regain her balance.
The bear jumped in midair and turned around. Jasmine caught her breath and her balance as she bent dangerously close over the piranhas. Jackson, meanwhile, worriedly started to slow down. The bear was quick to keep running, almost causing Jackson to trip over his own two feet. The slasher film fan prevailed and placed a hand over his heart. "Now?" Jasmine asked. Jackson shook his head.
All of a sudden the bear stopped and almost sent the two contestants into the water.
Almost.
Jackson and Jasmine looked at each other and at the bear, and slowly started to get in sync. The two of them got to the same speed, looking at each other just past the bear. "Ready-" Jasmine said.
"Set-" Jackson continued.
"NOW!" The two of them jumped from the log and landed, causing a massive splash that caught the bear off guard. The bear landed on its precious jewels and slowly rolled into the water. Out of breath, the two contestants looked at each other.
"Fair Challenge?" Jackson asked Jasmien.
"As fair as it can be in Canberra," Jasmine nodded. In the time the two came to an agreement the bear suddenly swiped his now bare paw from the water onto the log.
Both teens flew into the air. Despite all odds both landed relatively dry on the safe platform that helped them get onto the log in the first place. Wincing, Jasmine held up her shoe, finding a piranha attached to the heel. Jackson lifted his head, and Jasmine gasped.
The mask cleverly obscured his chiseled jaw. He had an angular nose that almost betrayed his villainous physique. The water that did splash on him seemed to land on his surprisingly chiseled jaw under his thin but hearty lips. Jackson caught his breath as he slowly realized that now his mask was at the bottom of the piranha pool.
"Well that sucks Jackson, but we just went through the footage and you spent more time on the log overall, and landed on the platform last! We don't know how it happened but Russian Bears are surprisingly strong." Chris looked at Molotov, who growled in response. Chris shrieked and ran behind the curtains.
"Spooky handsome guy!" Chef shouted. "You won! You get the trailer! Chris is gonna meet you guys at the campfire!"
Dakota led the interns to get Ryan down from his conundrum. Ryan threw up over one of the interns as he grabbed a bottle of water. The group of interns made a step to Zoey and the bear but backed away when the bear defensively growled, much to Zoey's despair.
After Challenge
The campers congratulated Jackson on his immunity as he reeled from the loss of his mask. Before the group could split, Scarlett cleared her throat. "I trust that you all will listen," she said, her voice rising over the murmurs.
"What's up?" Ryan asked the nerd.
"To answer that literally, Jackson's mood, Zoey's instability, you until a mere minute ago, and a fair amount of our complacency in this game. Based on events going on during the previous challenge I have determined that Zoey is the biggest threat," she said with a flourish to Zoey, who was still stuck in the bear's embrace. "Bears aside, she is unpredictable. Did you all not see her coming out of the confessional with black leech blood on her."
"Speak for yourself," Zoey mumbled as the bear adjusted his arms before storming off in frustration. Jackson and Jasmine chased after the bear to save their friend, which almost went unnoticed by most there thanks to Scarlett's antics
"My point is that unless we get rid of Zoey then we will not prosper as much as we can," Scarlett mentioned. "I trust that we will all make the right decision." With a smile on her face the redhead strode out of the clearing.
"...I mean she bears listening to," Marilyn spoke up. "I have a feeling that if we don't get rid of Zoey then one of us will end up in a toilet. And besides, we got rid of one crazy redhead. We don't need another."
"Marilyn, are you for real?" Scott spoke up. All eyes turned on him. "Zoey is the perfect lightning rod! If any of us make any big moves we can always divert it to her! She hasn't hurt any of us so far, Izzy...Izzy blew up a fucking plane! Scarlett's head is getting too big for her glasses."
"I see what you're going for dirt boy," Duncan mentioned. "I like Red and she hasn't done anything harmful to me. Scarlett's been talking down to a lot of people lately."
"She's got my vote," Trent chipped in. "She's literally been condescending ever since we got rid of Tem."
"It isn't very smart to say who you want to vote for," Ryan added, only to be ignored. "We have to weigh things evenly. Any one of us could be going home."
"So we make it so it's not us! Velma can easily run this game! She wears glasses and if you know anything about reality tv then it's the smart people who wear glasses. She has pulled her weight, she's gotten rid of Beth- If we kowtow to her then her head is gonna get big and she's proven herself. Scarlett put herself out there!" Scott said, his hand clutching his other.
"Yeah we're gonna think about it," Ryan said bluntly. The others dispersed as Scott was left nearly tearing his hair out of his head.
Confessional, Ryan
Scarlett you idiot. You just sunk your own ship today. I've saved you long enough and it's about time I pulled the rug out from under you.
Confessional, Marilyn
I need to talk to my group. But it looks like not even a day after the Shawn vote the majority is imploding on itself because of Scarlett's ego. This is honestly hilarious.
"GUYS GUYS I HAVE GOOD NEWS!" Marilyn yelled out to Jackson, Zoey, and Jasmine as she ran up to the trio. Jackson and Jasmine were working on trying to pry Zoey from the bear while Zoey sat in the bear's lap with an unamused face.
"What, the alliance is turning on each other?" Zoey sarcastically replied. "I know it's me going."
Marilyn shot Zoey a side eye before continuing, "People are getting fed up with Scarlett's ego and they want to vote her out."
"Wait really? There's no way," Jackson exclaimed.
"Scott, Trent, and Duncan for sure. Ryan maybe as well. That's three locked votes. With us four, Scarlett is guaranteed to go."
"Wow, this almost sounds too good to be true." Jackson paused for a moment before continuing "But do we really have any other option?"
"I don't know why you guys are hesitating. We're both getting a chance to stick around and we get to vote Scarlett off!" Jasmine exclaimed.
"I mean is there any better plan we have?" Marilyn asked.
"Well...no," Jackson stammered.
"Then it's settled we vote Scarlett."
Confessional, Jasmine
What is it with Jackson and Zoey? They just seem to have no hope. AND JACKSON HAS IMMUNITY FOR AUSTRALIA'S SAKE.
Confessional, Jackson
This seems almost too good to be true. Why now of all times? Like wouldn't make sense to keep Scarlett around for as long as possible…? Then again, it is Scarlett. A million dollars may not be worth living with her any longer. Plus in horror movies the Nerd always goes out. Usually after the flirty ones but there aren't any candidates for that one.
"Hello fellow campers. I hope you headed my advice at the challenge today," Scarlett stated to the group of boys. She pushed her glasses up as she sat across from Duncan and Scott and next to Ryan and Trent in the Mess Hall. An eye roll from Trent seemed to also go unnoticed from Scarlett but not by the camera.
"Yeah. I think Zoey is our best move," Ryan stated, shooting a glance towards the other guys looking for help.
"Y-yeah. Even though Jasmine already has an immunity win under her belt, Zoey may be way more volatile to keep around," Duncan added.
"Zoey was nice on the Bass but man has she seemed to have lost it these past couple days," Scott mused.
"Exactly my point. I assume Brick and the two girls are with us as well?"
"Yeah they should be. I can check in with Brick and maybe Duncan or Scott can make sure Heather and Leshawna are on board," Trent stated.
"Sounds good. I'll see you all tonight then."
Confessional, Scott
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DONE!
Confessional, Scarlett
That appeared to go well. I expect to be seeing Zoey going home tonight. I don't know who the opposition is voting for, nor do I really care if I'm honest. This is my game to win and no one can stop me. However I do want to check in with those two girls. Knowing those boys they'll forget. I swear I do all the work in this alliance.
"Hey suga' how's it going?" Leshawna asked an approaching Scarlett who sat down with them on the cabin bench.
"I am doing quite well thank you Leshawna, Heather I hope you are well," Scarlett replied.
"Yeah I'm fine Scarlett. But why are you here?" Heather asked, cutting to the chase.
"I'm here to make sure the vote is Zoey, I'd think savvy players such as yourselves would understand that."
"Well of course, but I mean given your speech today I didn't think we'd need to talk too too much," Leshawna said.
"I just want to make sure the vote goes without a hitch. It's a game for a large cash prize. Anything can happen."
"I think we all get that Scarlett. We're just saying… maybe you should go and relax for a bit. You've been working so hard as is, an hour or two of rest may be needed," Heather suggested.
"Maybe you're right. My high IQ is nothing without some rest and relaxation. Thank you Heather."
"Any time." Scarlett turned around and walked away which caused Heather to make a gagging motion with her hands causing Leshawna to snicker a bit.
Confessional, Heather
And I thought my ego was bad. Her ego is bigger than flipping Chris's ego and that's saying something. I can't wait for the look on her face when she's voted out. And oh send me the tape of her finding out that it was unanimous when she eventually sees this HAHAHAHA.
Elimination Ceremony
"Welcome to your second merged vote. Last time you guys voted Shawn off in a tight vote because of his physical ability and his tight bonds with some of the people here. Will things change this vote or will another threat be picked off, let's find out. Remember if you do not receive a marshmallow you must take the boat of losers off this island and you can never return… EVER! The person voted off will become the second member of our jury and will vote for the eventual winner. I'll announce who's safe."
"First safe with immunity is Jackson."
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"I won't hold you guys for long as the vote was unanimous for Scarlett to get kicked out of the game, meaning Zoey you are safe."
"Wow... I'm…" Scarlett stuttered.
"You're not mad?" Brick asked.
"Oh no I'm mad. But I'm also impressed."
"How so?" Jackson prodded.
"I really thought I had control over this game, over you all. I thought I could do whatever I wanted. But turns out I overestimated myself and I underestimated this game."
"Yeah you did," Marilyn exclaimed.
"And along with that, at this point in the game you're taken out for being a threat. Not for being weak or stupid. So I can take solace in that."
"Whatever you say Scarlett," Trent replied with a sort of sarcastic flair and roll of his eyes.
"I will bid you all farewell. But beware, there are sharks in this game and if you don't swim you'll sink and be eaten alive. I wish some of you the best of luck and others of you the worst of luck."
"Well isn't she pleasant," Heather chuckled.
"You can say that again," Duncan grunted.
"Well finally the cancer of this island is gone," Trent said.
"With Scarlett now out of the game there are no easy votes left. Will the big alliance turn on each other again soon or will the minority alliance be picked off one by one. Find out next time on Total Drama Island."
Final Confessional, Scarlett
Am I disappointed in myself? Of course. However being eliminated at this stage of the game generally means you were a threat in some way which I can take solace in. Even though I was betrayed by my allies I can at least respect them for finally taking me out. As of right now Heather has my vote, I like her tell it like it is attitude and how manipulative she can be. I won't enjoy my time with the losers but I look forward to serving on the jury.
Votes
Brick: About time you went home Scarlett. This is for Sammy
Heather: And I thought I was cruel. Bye Scarlett
Leshawna: Buh bye Scarlett. Don't let the island door hit you on the way out.
Ryan: FINALLY, get to steppin' Scarlett
Trent: Forget you, go home, good bye. Scarlett
Scott: There's only room for one ginger on this island Scarlett
Duncan: I'm the major strategist here. Not you. Bye Scarlett
Marilyn: Who knew someone could be worse than Heather. Bye Scarlett
Jasmine: The Australian gods have finally blessed me with this beautiful day. See ya later Scarlett
Jackson: Scarlett, you're done.
Zoey: You suck. Bye Scarlett
Scarlett: Zoey, I find you annoying and insufferable to be around. I don't know why you're liked but I think I finally talked some sense into some people.
Reviews
Nobody245: We'll see how your predictions play out. With the Shawn boot we wanted both a big shock to the viewer and a major vote was the logic there and we thought Shawn would be the perfect candidate for that.
Puzzlefan 123: Yeah early drafts we didn't have one, but we wanted to incorporate more Survivor into it so hello jury.
GucciManeLaflare: Thanks for the compliments man. Appreciate it
LordGemini: Compared to normal Zoey she is definitely losing it maybe not by our standards but it's the start of her plot. Otherwise, glad you enjoyed it.
TheHiddenAuthor 5000: Next season is Revenge… all new cast and everything. Shames will likely stay the same.
28th Dakota (13-1)
27th Justin (8-4-2)
26th Noah (7-3-3)
25th Chloe (10-3)
24th Ella (6-4-2)
23rd Beardo (5-4-3)
22nd Izzy (6-3-2)
21st Tem (6-5)
20th Beth (6-4)
19th Cameron (5-3-2)
18th Katie (5-4)
17th Dave (5-4)
16th Courtney (5-3)
15th Sky (Medically Evacuated)
14th Sammy (3-2-2)
MERGE
13th Shawn (7-6) 1st Juror
12th Scarlett (12-1) 2nd Juror
Screaming Bass: Trent, Ryan, Jasmine, Brick, Jackson, Marilyn, Duncan, Zoey, Heather, Scott, Leshawna,