"Last time on Total Drama Island! Our remaining contestants participated in an old teenage favorite-SAY UNCLE! Turtles were shot, bees were worn, hair was cut,and we had a beary special friend make an appearance! The two toughest J's, Jackson and Jasmine, battled it out for the sole spot of immunity against our friend from Moscow's travelling circus, Molotov the bear! It was a close call, but though Jackson lost his mask, he ultimately won the sole spot of safety. Our evil not so genius Scarlett had a lapse of judgement when she called everyone over to vote out Zoey. Thanks to some slick words from Scott the cast turned the tide and voted out our favorite red menace. Eleven contestants remain and one will be eliminated by the next episode. Who will it be? Find out this episode of Total! DRAMA! ISLAND!"
The episode properly opened up with a camera pan to Jackson's new and shiny shiny trailer. The newly unmasked horror film fan winced as he opened the door and stepped into the light. His handsomely chiseled face shone well in the sunlight. He stretched out the door and pulled out a lawn chair, his surprisingly muscular frame only now brushing well against his giant coat. Once his chair was set up, Jackson lied down and closed his eyes, hoping for a moment of peace.
A loud whistle pierced through the air and Jackson looked up to see an arrow fly just above him and pierce his trailer. Attached was a note. "Bathroom, now!" The note said. Jackson sighed to himself. "Thanks Kevin," the film fanatic said to no one in particular.
Once his trailer was locked Jackson trudged through camp, notably trying to avoid some of the cameras facing him. Jackson opened the door to the boy's bathroom only to yelp as he was suddenly dragged into the girl's room by a rope.
"Hello Jackson," a raspy voice said.
"Do you want to play a game?" Jackson asked the voice.
"What?" the voice coughed. "Jeez I must be allergic to those berries." Stepping out of the darkness, Zoey held a pile of berries in her hand and smashed it against her chest. "Look, we need to talk."
Jackson raised an eyebrow and glared at Zoey. "About whom?"
"I would be mad at you, but I think you'll be a good friend," Zoey said as she nodded. It was apparent to Jackson and the camera that there was not only a tear in her rather skimpy clothes but she seemed to use a strip of fabric as a bandana. "That's besides the point. I need you to help me get rid of Leshawna."
"Why Leshawna?" Jackson asked.
"She's tough, socially and mentally. I can see her running away with the game. Not only that but, she's backstabbed me one too many times."
"And because of that you want me to be the banana split to your cherry."
"Hey you're smart when you talk. Let's keep it down low." Zoey extended a hand covered in rope and struggled to free herself. "Can I use your machete?"
Jackson took his plastic machete from his belt and cut Zoey free. The two shook hands and started to exit when Marilyn opened the door. "Should I be some kind of concerned?" Marilyn asked.
"There was a swarm of Japanese murder hornets and Jackson helped me kill them." Zoey explained quickly, a bit too quickly for Marilyn.
"A swarm of Japanese murder hornets?" Marilyn repeated with her mouth agape. "At this time of year, at this time of day, on an abandoned summer camp in the middle of an Ontario Lake?"
"Yes," Jackson and Zoey replied in unison.
"Are there any left?"
"No," the two of them denied. Zoey and Jackson split ways, leaving a confused Marilyn at the bathroom.
Confessional, Jackson
I'm starting to lose track of all these alliances I'm supposed to be a part of. I'm working with Zoey, Marilyn and Jasmine but I want to keep on good terms with Leshawna because she holds a lot of connections but this isolates me from the boys…
Then again I'm sure Zoey already lost track of herself because she's going like so many horror movie women out there. (He does the cuckoo gesture)
As the rest of the campers woke up, they all flocked to the mess hall. Getting their meal of what looked to be oatmeal, protein powder, honey, and fish eyes, they sat down without much conversation. Jackson entered last and took his place at the end of one table where, coincidentally, Trent, Scott, Duncan, Ryan, and Brick were all situated.
Once the conversation between the girls got to a comfortable level Duncan beckoned the boys to lean in closer. "Something tells me we can easily take out the group of girls over there," he mentioned in a low voice.
"The girls?" Jackson asked worriedly.
"Ever hear of the Black Widow Brigade?" The other guys looked at each other in varying levels of confusion. "It always happens when there's a strong group of chicks, they run the game because guys like us underestimate them."
"Am I the only one who thinks you're getting paranoid?" Trent interrupted. "Zoey's unstable, Marilyn's aloof, Jasmine's outspoken, Heather's Heather- Leshawna's the only threat and we outnumber them."
"It's not going to take long before they can band together and take us dudes out. And not in a good way. If one of us goes then like dominoes we'll all follow. Besides, if you don't want to join then you become a target for being a loner."
Ryan poked at his lumpy orange juice before he finally nodded. "Let's go for it, nothing to lose at this point." He looked at Brick and Trent with a stern look and held up a fork. Trent, Brick, Jackson, and lastly Scott, all put their forks in.
Confessional, Scott
A guy's alliance?! This is the easiest thing a person can trace in a game like this! If there WAS a girl's alliance then we would have found out by now. I'm sticking with Duncan but I'm not gonna let Leshawna and Heather sink without a lifeboat.
"ATTENTION CAMPERS! MEET ME AT THE DOCK OF SHAME FOR INSTANT ELIMINATION!" Chris cackled. The contestants dropped their food before Chris hopped back on the megaphone. "I'M JUST JOKING, WE'VE GOT A LOT MORE TORTURE TO SPEND ON YOU GUYS SO GET YOUR BUTTS OVER TO THE DOCK FOR THE NEXT CHALLENGE!"
Pushing her chair out, Zoey was the first to make a move to the door. Her brisk walking pace was quickly matched by Jasmine. "Howdy Mate, anything mucking around with ya?" Jasmine asked.
"Jasmine," Zoey greeted curtly. "I don't suppose you and I can do a little duo thing, right?" A now rare smile appeared on her face as she walked with Jasmine.
"I was just going to ask if you wanted to walk and talk. About what you think the challenge is."
"Knowing Chris, torture."
"That's a given mate," Jasmine said, her guard slowly going up again. "How've you been these past few days?"
"Fine. Better than ever really. These past few days have been just so… freeing if you will."
"Right… well look mate, I know some people here feel like you may not be one hundred percent right in the head if that makes sense, you know."
"Just because I'm not the same nice girl I was earlier doesn't mean I'm not sane." Zoey's voice seemingly rose with every word she spoke.
"Calm down sheila, I didn't mean to offend you, I'm just saying that the energy you give off is making the other campers… a bit uncomfortable."
"Noted. I'll be seeing you Jasmine," Zoey replied jogging off, leaving Jasmine behind.
Confessional, Jasmine
I don't care what she says, she ain't right in the head. Sooner or later she'll have to be voted out before she completely loses it, no matter how much she says she doesn't want to leave.
Leshawna had finished a polite conversation and was walking away from SCott when she suddenly felt a chill over her spine. She turned around in fear rapidly before brushing off her instincts as nothing. She turned around again to bump into a not so familiar face.
"AH! Yeesh Jackson you just about gave me a heart attack. You can't just sneak up on people like that. This ain't a horror movie," Leshawna replied.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to," Jackson apologized, rubbing the back of his head.
"It's all good sugar, what's up?" Leshawna asked.
"Nothing much right now. I just want to say thanks for not getting rid of anyone from my alliance last night."
"Oh it was no problem honey, Scarlett was getting on my last nerve anyways."
"I think she was for everyone. But as it stands I would still like to work with you if I can."
"I'd love to! Honestly I'd rather work with your group than the guys. It feels like a football locker room half the time with them."
"Makes sense, they're all the more… competitive type."
"We only need six this round. And we have four locked in for sure. If you and Heather join us, you guys are locked into the final six instead of the final seven."
"It's an enticing offer for sure. I'll think about it. I think the immunity challenge will really determine where the cards fall tonight."
"I get what you mean. Not like there's anymore Scarlett's running around."
Confessional, Leshawna
Jackson's offer is a good one. I lock myself into the final six. However what scares me is I don't know if when it comes to that time will any of them flip to my side or will they stay in a group of four. At least with the guys as tight as they are, know they can't take each other to the end.
Confessional, Jackson
Offering Leshawna to the final six is mainly a desperate move to save myself. I know I'm likely next up to go if I lose immunity today. If I can flip her and Heather great. If I can't… well I may have to throw Zoey under the bus.
The campers lined up on the dock of shame with a confused glance on their face. Brick stood abruptly at attention, assuming that the next challenge would be a repeat of the notorious boot camp trials the campers had gone through. Ryan looked at his ally strangely before too, straightening up.
"Avast me hearties!" Chris called in a very fake pirate accent. "Shiver me timbers and hands off yer chest cuz today ye'll be walking da plank if you can't find your booty! And that be true since we've got more treasures than old Davy Jones' locker!" His eager co host, Chef, suddenly appeared behind them with a loud Squaw that almost scared some of them into the water. Dakota wheeled in what looked to be a prop cannon for Pirate MacLean to fire. The host fired the cannon into the air and the cannonball inside landed just behind the campers, leaving their backsides wet and feeling them mighty peeved.
Confessional, Jasmine
So what I think that old codger was gonna do to us this old arvo was having us hunt for a real bonza of a prize. Don't look at me! I don't bloody know what he said!
Chef flew from camper to camper with a random card. "Don't reveal yer card, that's where the key to the booty in the camp lies!"
Heather took a look at her card, showing what looked to be a fridge. "Oooh, Chef's refrigerator," Chris taunted. "Good luck getting past him, he checks for prints. Daily." Heather glanced at the chef and involuntarily shuddered.
Jackson peered over his card to see what looked to be bunny ears. "A rabbit?" he wondered to himself. His mind flashed back to the animals in the forest, the rather large forest. "I guess it's time to go on the prowl."
"A beehive?" Duncan looked at Brick's card relieved. "I'd hate to be you soldier."
"Neither would I," Ryan commented. "But I don't think mine is much better." A giant tree was on the front of his card. Like Jackson, he looked to the forest with a big sigh.
"Yarr mateys," Chris said again in that horrendous pirate accent. "Ye've got until an hour before sun down, that's when the ghost pirates come out. Ye may begin!"
Chef cawed and the campers ran off.
A quick camera wipe showed that Trent quickly made it to his location. He looked out over the bay to see that his key was merely dangling over the water from a cantilevered beam, high above two ferocious sharks. Assessing the situation he decided to come back later.
Jasmine crouched to her knees to navigate the underbrush of the forest. She was sure that there were snakes there. She turned over one rock to suddenly get hit with a not so hidden camera. She grumbled before going on her way.
Ryan climbed to the top of the thousand foot cliff to look at the tops of the trees. He caught a glimpse of something shiny and ran towards it, before tripping on his own two feet and tumbling down the cliff.
Duncan noticed the flaming hoop immediately as he entered camp. He too, decided to back off for a moment and return a bit later.
Zoey waited at the communal bathroom before heading inside, only to be attacked by a swarm of bees. She ran into the confessional to wait for them to disperse.
Confessional, Zoey
Now, I know that Jackson knows that I'm on his side. Does Jackson know that I know that he knows that I'm on his side? Does Leshawna know that I know that she is going to blindside me? Does Jackson know that I know that he knows that Leshawna knows that she wants to blindside me? Does Duncan know-
Wait where did Duncan come into this? What does he know? Maybe Jackson knows that- (she pulls out a leaf and brightly colored stick
Heather waltzed into the kitchen, seemingly without a hitch. She put her hand on Chef's fridge and swung the door open, finding the menacing chef holding a butcher's knife in her face. She slammed the door shut and ran outside.
Leshawna walked past the mess hall turning over her card. Just as an idea popped in her head, it hit her.
"Come on girl watch where you're going!" Leshawna shouted, irate.
"Excuse me Leshawna," Heather snorted. She stood up, dusting herself off. "Sorry Leshawna. I have a feeling I'm not going to get my key anytime soon."
"Well good, you can help me make heads and tails of this sucker." Leshawna showed Heather the backside of her clue card. The card depicted what looked to be a row of boards over what looked to be a pool. There was very little detail otherwise.
"Oh that's a stage light," Heather perked up. "My ballet recitals usually were under lights like that." She pointed a manicured finger to some rays that came from a corner.
"Thanks homegirl," Leshawna ran off.
"Not like you'd know," Heather mumbled once Leshawna was out of earshot.
Elsewhere Trent and Duncan bumped into each other looking for something in the boat house. "Nice duds," Duncan sneered, gesturing to Trent's swim trunks.
"I have to do what I have to do," Trent said. "Did you see any chum?"
"Have you checked your balls?" Duncan retorted.
"What?"
"Wait what are you talking about?"
"Chum, to lure sharks away."
"Some under the boat," Duncan said as he grabbed a bucket full of some liquid. "Don't blame me if you didnt pronounce it right."
Congressional, Trent
I might just turn my back on this alliance based off of Duncan's big mouth. Seriously, dude not cool.
Jackson prowled the forest with a noticeably heavy foot. As a twig snapped beneath him, he immediately recoiled. He looked around in the forest before continuing on his way, unaware that the rabbit he was looking for was already trailing him.
Ryan's tumble down the thousand foot cliff ended as he rolled against Brick. "Well shit," Ryan murmured. "Sorry soldier," he sighed.
Brick bent down and helped the jock up. "How'd you fall down anyway? I didn't see you for minutes."
"Better not explained. Did you have any luck finding your key yet?" Ryan quickly looked around. "You aren't being trailed by bees are you?"
"No and no, partner," Brick sighed. "I thought I saw the beehive awhile ago but I just saw Jackson and he didn't see me."
"Well, did you help him?"
"He looked set in stone and he was making a lot of noise. I have my tracking medal and I know that if you make noise you aren't going to find what you're looking for soon." Brick proudly proclaimed.
Before Ryan could respond, they were interrupted by a rather loud shout. Brick pushed Ryan out of the way as Jackson barreled through the trees, almost into them, a rabbit hanging onto him with its teeth. "Did you see that?" Ryan asked.
"Jackson?" Brick responded.
"Not just Jackson," Ryan shook his head. "His key."
"Well we better get going! I'll join you," Brick mentioned.
"You're going near bees. No thank you," Ryan said as he backed away into a tree. The jock steadied himself with help of a branch, accidentally brushing fingertips with a bee. "MOTHERFUCKER!"
Confessional, Brick
A good soldier never leaves a man behind, but this is an individual game… and you're going to have to deal with people who do suboptimal things. Like Ryan.
Elsewhere in the forest, a bear slowly rumbled to life as it looked around its cave. Groggy, the bear stumbled over some rocks and tripped over a leg. "Okay, the bear is incapacitated," Marilyn said as she stood up. "Now, all I need is to find that key."
She moved through the cave, hopping in and out of rocks as she skirted across stalactites and stalagmites. As she groped in a small crevasse her hand suddenly felt something metal. "Gotcha!" she said proudly. She yanked her hand out of the crevasse but stumbled backwards into a wall of fur. Gulping, she turned around, finding the bear holding what looked to be his very crushed dinner. "Umm...my bad?"
The bear let out a roar as Marilyn screamed. She ran into a stalagmite and knocked over the various effects on the other side. The bear groaned and Marilyn sheepishly scratched her head. "Umm...my bad?"
Confessional, Marilyn
(For some reason she's in a maid hat)
Who knew bears could be so picky?
Elsewhere in the forest Scott dangled a branch full of berries in front of a hole in the ground. A skunk walked out of the hole with a curious look, nibbling on the berries before deciding to devour them whole. The redneck planted the branch in the ground and used a spare jacket to wrap the skunk up. The skunk tied in a neat little bow, he used the branch to carry it.
Confessional, Scott
What? Can't things go right sometimes?
Leshawna made it to the amphitheater and heard the sounds of snapping alligators. She climbed up the steps over a ladder to a pool of crocodiles that had a rickety wooden plank across it's edges. The key that Leshawna seeked was taped under the bridge adding an extra bit of difficulty to Leshawna's task. Leshawna tapped the plank with her foot to which it made a creaky sound that didn't curb any of Leshawna's worries.
Getting on her hands and knees she attempted to crawl across the plank however as soon as she went for the key multiple alligators leapt out of the water to which Leshawna jumped off of the plank and back onto the stage landing flat on her back. Wiping her brow she shook her head in annoyance and sat on the stage seemingly pondering how she was going to get this key.
Just as she was musing a crocodile hunched over the pool and threw up something big. Intrigued, LEshawna walked over to see it was only Jackson's mask. "If I'm leaving this place I might as well leave with something important," she groused.
Confessional, Leshawna
There are certain things I'm willing to do for a million. Such as eating disgusting food or doing Chef's stupid boot camp. But I don't think losing a limb is something I want to do for the stack of cash.
Holding a bucket of chum in his hands, Trent stood on the deck close to where the sharks were. He threw the chum far out and the sharks quickly chased after it. He rubbed his hands on his swim shorts before diving into the water. In no time at all the musician grabbed his key. He started to swim back when he suddenly smelled the scent of shark on his ass.
Trent screamed and swam as fast as he could, getting on water with a failing hand. To his horror the shark chased him all over the island before he was finally caught just outside of the outhouse confessional.
The shark held him upside down and yanked his swim shorts off of him. The shark took the key and ate it, throwing Trent into the outhouse with a crash.
Confessional, Zoey
(The camera is partially obscured by Zoey's leaf and stick)
I know that Jackson knows that I'm on his side but Leshawna doesn't know that I am on Jackson's side. Jasmine knows that Jackson knows that I know that I want leshawna gone. Marilyn doesn't know anything and Trent is as brainless as a jellyfish. Okay I know who to vote for now. (Trent is thrown into the outhouse confessional) HAVE YOU NO DECENCY?!
Confessional, Zoey/Trent
Trent: Well whatever decency I had got taken by the shark..
Zoey: Right, the key. (She leaves the outhouse)
(Trent sighs in relief)
Zoey: Nice undies weirdo!
Jasmine gripped the snake by the tail and shoved her hand down its throat. Paralyzed, the snake threw up the key, alongside a rabbit, some underwear, a bust of Chris' head, and an intern. "Bugger," Jasmine snarled. She ran through the forest, key in hand.
Not too far away Jackson had finally gotten the rabbit off of his hands and yanked the key off of his fluffy little butt. He sprinted through the forest just as Jasmine's snake ate the rabbit.
The two collided against each other in a heap of dust. Jasmine and Jackson clung to their keys tightly before scrambling to their feet.
The cameras followed Jackson and Jasmine as they entered a rather tight race out of the forest. Just as Jasmine stumbled over her own two feet Jackson seemed to pull ahead. His lead quickly vanished once Ryan seemed to fall from the sky, key in hand, on top of Jackson.
Jasmine quickly resumed her dash out of the forest. She finally made it to the center of camp and presented her key to Chris, eyes wide and almost out of breath. "AND JASMINE IS THE FIRST TO ARRIVE….RIGHT AFTER DUNCAN!" Chris taunted.
Duncan snickered as he walked up to Chris and Jasmine, body and key covered entirely in soot. "Don't ask," he shot a sharp glance at Jasmine and Chris.
Jackson and Ryan were next to show up, Ryan smelling like pine and Jackson rubbing his face.
Heather looked out the window of the mess hall to see the contestants congregating at the center. "Come on Chef, what's it going to take to let me have that key?"
Rolling his eyes, Chef turned to Heather with a bit a weird smarmy smile as he put on his parrot hat. "Have you tried saying please?"
Heather hung her head downward and seemed to compose herself. "Dear Major Macdaddy Chef Hatchet might I please have a key in exchange for my eternal gratitude and a fifty percent reduction of my sarcasm?" she asked with eyes bigger than saucers and a voice sweeter than sugar.
Chef stifled his laughter and opened his fridge, taking out the key- now encased in a block of ice- and threw it to Heather. "Let's never speak of this ever again," Chef chuckled.
"Gladly," Heather ran out of the mess hall with glee.
Marilyn was next to show up at the site of the congregating campers. Her maid's hat fell off of her head and she turned to Duncan with a wicked glare. "They say black goes with everything, but there is such a thing as overdoing it."
"Do you want to do my laundry from now on Ms. White?"
"Only in my nightmares," Marilyn added in a small voice.
Last to show up were Zoey and Scott. Zoey reeked of unknowable stenches but had her key in hand. Meanwhile, Scott carried a bag much like a hobo over his shoulder. "I have my key in here," Scott mentioned to Chris.
"I'll count it," Chris announced. He pressed an air horn loudly, causing Scott's bag to rumble and drop to the ground. It unfolded and the skunk sprayed Chris in the face. Chef arrived in time to see Chris bump Dakota into the confessional she was repairing.
"I guess it's my time to shine again," Chef grumbled. "Come on maggots! To the amphitheater!"
A quick wipe later showed that all the campers, even those who didn't have their keys, met up at the crocodile tank at the amphitheater. "Army boy, Sassy Girl, Music man! I'm disappointed in all of you," Chef shook his head.
"What happened to you?" Trent asked Brick as he staggered to stay up, puffy faced and barely keeping his eyes open.
"Bees," Brick said. Ryan shivered.
A troop of interns dressed similarly to Dakota walked in with a row of treasure chests behind them. An intern grabbed Duncan by his hand and led him to the biggest treasure chest of all. Jasmine inserted her key and revealed a really small immunity card. "I guess this is my get out of jail free card," he smiled.
A quick cut to the remaining contestants showed that all of them lined up at a treasure chest each. Another cut later showed that most were dissatisfied. Jackson had gotten a plush marshmallow, Zoey had gotten a leg lamp, Ryan had gotten a copy of Super Fighting Cowboy Mega Axe Ninety Five, Heather had gotten a bag of chips, Marilyn had gotten some ginger ale, Duncan received a pair of fuzzy pink handcuffs, Jasmine received a rubber duck, and Scott got a jar of dirt.
"See you all in two hours and a half, because that's about how long it'll take Chris to calm down," Chef mentioned.
After Challenge
After the challenge Leshawna walked up to a solitary Jackson reclining on a tree at the edge of the campgrounds. "Hi Leshawna," Jackson mumbled.
"A couple of things. First of all," Leshawna handed Jackson his mask. "Found this in the crocodile tank. yOu might wanna wash it."
Jackson immediately leaned forward and grabbed the mask tightly. He put it close to his chest before smelling it. "I'll take care of this in my trailer. What else is there?"
Leshawna glanced around before leaning in. "I'm in. I don't want to go home but I'm ready to join you in an alliance."
Standing up from the tree Jackson spoke, "Deal. But who do we even vote for this round?" Jackson asked.
"I feel like we have to go for someone that'd never work with us," Leshawna suggested.
"I feel like Ryan is playing a rather fluid game so I'm sure he would. And Brick likes to be with the 'good guys'." Jackson mused.
"Why not Trent? I know Duncan would be ideal, but he's immune."
"Yeah, and it weakens that trio of Ryan, Brick, and him as well." Jackson paused for a second. "The three girls should both be on board. But would Heather?"
"I think she would be. She's not a fan of that guys group anyways."
"Sounds good. See you later."
Confessional, Leshawna
I'd much rather it be Duncan out of here, but given he won immunity today I gotta go for the other male group since I ain't cutting Scott now. I'm seriously considering this. But I'm hoping it doesn't bite me in the butt later.
Confessional, Jackson
It appears that despite my dire situation that I've been saved. I know I got brought into a guys alliance this morning, but if I'm honest that wasn't lasting long and I'd be at the bottom of that group anyways. Hopefully this gamble pays off, otherwise I may be at home watching the next iteration of Halloween.
The guys alliance sans Jackson had met up inside the Mess Hall to discuss the vote. Scott and Duncan sat on one side while Trent, Ryan, and Brick sat on the other.
"I assume it's just an easy vote for Jasmine?" Trent asked the guys.
"I don't know, I know I said Zoey is an easy scapegoat but maybe we just remove another wild card from the board," Scott suggested, mouth full of dirt.
Confessional, Scott
I know Zoey is targeting Leshawna. She's my secret alliance so I need to keep her safe as best as I can. The last thing I need is for Zoey to actually pull something off.
"Is she really a wild card? She's just going to target Leshawna every round," Duncan said.
"True, why not target Jackson?" Ryan suggested.
"But isn't he in the guy's alliance?" Brick asked.
"Technically. But I think it's a safe calculated risk."
"Why? We lose the gender numbers and some of Leshawna and Heather's trust. They both like him," Scott mused.
"Ryan, after Jackson goes, who follows?" Duncan asks.
"We just get rid of Zoey in an easy vote. She's quite literally losing it. Wouldn't be that hard."
"Then why not Zoey now and Jackson after," Scott said.
"Jackson already has an immunity win. There's a bigger chance he thwarts our plans than Zoey does."
"I don't know Ryan, this seems a little too big of a move right now," Trent wavered.
"If it backfires you guys can just throw me under the bus. It's not like we weren't going to vote him out sooner rather than later."
"I don't like it. But this is my unit that I trust so I'll do it if you guys want to," Brick exclaimed.
"Alright. But I have my reservations," Trent agreed, Duncan and Scott nodded as well.
Confessional, Ryan
A calculated risk. Jackson now and Zoey next. Then I should be smooth sailing to the end without issue.
Confessional, Scott
That Ryan needs to go sooner rather than later. He gives me vibes that I don't like. I'll let him have his way now, but once the time comes I'll make my move and regain my control of this game.
Confessional, Brick
I'm not a fan of Jackson going. He's a great guy. But I've been with Ryan since day one and I've already turned my back on him once, I don't want to do it again.
The alliance of four, Jasmine, Jackson, Marilyn, and Zoey met up in the forest to discuss the vote.
"I think we should vote out Leshawna," Zoey stated.
"I know you're pissed at her Zoey, but we have to be smart here," Jackson replied. "She extended an olive branch and I think we should take it."
"Who is she proposing to go?" Jasmine asked.
"She suggested we go for Trent."
"Why's that? I feel like Ryan would be a better bet," Marilyn mused.
"She wanted to weaken Ryan and Brick. But I couldn't exactly counter her because of our situation."
"Fair enough I guess. I assume it'll be a six to five vote," Jasmine added.
"Well why can't us four vote for Leshawna and we pull in Scott?" Zoey asked. "We'll have the numbers five to four to two."
"Because there's no guarantee Scott flips," Jackson said.
"But if we tell him Leshawna flipped then he'll flip."
"I think we just vote Trent out then a couple more guys then we get Leshawna. Then we have the numbers without issue. We just have to be patient."
"We have an opportunity to do it NOW! I'm voting for Leshawna and you guys can't stop me!"
"Should we…" Marilyn said.
"No. Just let her go. Even if she does vote for Leshawna we'll at least have a chance to tie it. And I think any of us can beat Trent," Jackson responded.
Confessional, Jackson
Honestly I know I said I'd vote Leshawna out after a couple guys go, but honestly I'd rather work long term with Leshawna and Heather than Zoey at this point. Easier to beat in challenges and they're actually sane!
Confessional, Marilyn
I know I'm allied with Jackson. But I can already tell he'll be impossible to beat at the end. He's got a great story about how he's grown as a human, he's won immunities, he's been on point strategically as well, and objectively he's a hot guy who has a hot guy vote. I think if I get a chance I'll have to take the shot at him.
"Stupid allies. How can they not see that Leshawna needs to go!" Zoey grumbled as she stormed into Scott knocking over the farm boy.
"Hey watch where you're going!" Scott yelled.
"Oh sorry Scott…" Zoey paused. "Scott you'd say you're a pretty smart guy right?"
"I mean I'd say so…" Scott replied, eyebrow raised in interest.
"What would you say to voting off Leshawna tonight?"
"I'd say I'm intrigued as to why we need to make a move on Leshawna now."
"Because she's an evil backstabber who will just screw all of us over one by one until she gets to the end."
"Right… well look. Do I think Leshawna needs to go? At some point yes. But I don't think we could get the numbers to pull that move off."
"If you get Duncan and I get my alliance we have six."
"That'd be the majority…" Scott hesitated. "I'll check in with Duncan and then we can make our move."
"Sounds great Scott! Before you know it Leshawna will be walking down that Dock of Shame!"
Confessional, Zoey
Scott's on board which is huge! I want Leshawna gone even at the sacrifice of my own game. She's betrayed me one too many times and I've had it!
Confessional, Scott
Zoey thinks I'm on board when I'm really not. I can't let Leshawna go yet! She has to know that there's a group forming against her. Hopefully Zoey doesn't go to Ryan or Trent about this as well. Because they may actually take the bait.
"Look Heather, I just don't know if sticking with the guys is the right move for us," Leshawna mused to the Queen Bee as they sat on the cabin porch bench. She dug her hands into Heather's bag of chips and spilled some over the floor.
"I don't know. I feel like there's a better shot the guys betray each other than that group of misfits," Heather replied. "Besides we've betrayed them so much, there's almost no chance they show us any loyalty."
"I know. But I like Jackson and Jasmine a lot more than I like Ryan or Duncan."
"If you can make sure that Zoey is locked to go before us then maybe I'd do it. But it's too much of a risk to take at only the final eleven Leshawna." Heather paused for a moment before continuing. "I came into this game not caring for others. You helped me reform myself… some. But right now you need to take a page out of my book and stick with our core group."
"Ugh I hate this!"
"Guys, I just wanted to let y'all know that Zoey is targeting Leshawna tonight," Scott called as he rushed up to the girls, immediately slamming his hand over his face.
"That's nothing new." Leshawna rolled her eyes.
"Yeah well she said she's got her group on board and she wanted me and Duncan to vote with them."
Heather gave Leshawna a side glance to which Leshawna rolled her eyes, "Thanks Scott. I guess there's no question then we crippled Zoey by getting rid of the big guy."
"Yep. He's scary good at this game," Scott said.
Confessional, Heather
Leshawna is still playing with her heart. Which in the long run may be good for me. But right now that's a problem since I need Leshawna on her A-game so we both have a shot at the million rather than neither of us. Of course I'd have a bigger shot. And with surprising hunk Jackson still here our odds are smaller and smaller
Confessional, Leshawna
This is probably the hardest decision I'll have to make. But if what Scott is saying is true. Then I can't take the risk of voting Trent when it could send me home. But Scott isn't exactly Honest Abe. Taking out Trent is a big move, and it's not like I haven't made those before.
Jasmine and Marilyn were taking a stroll through the woods talking about the game.
"Do you really think Leshawna or Heather will vote with us?" Marilyn asked.
"I don't know mate. They've pulled some big moves before. They might just do it again," Jasmine replied.
"That's what I'm hoping for. But I was wondering about Zoey and Jackson."
"What about them?"
"Well Zoey is… losing it so for her own benefit she may need to go. But Jackson I think could walk away with this whole thing if he's at the end."
"I'm not disagreeing with you mate. But it's not like we have the luxury of a massive majority alliance."
"Totally! But I mean when we get down to like the final seven or so we may want to consider banding together to take him out."
"Well we still have a little while before that happens. Maybe we should put that on hold for now."
"Right. But what about Zoey?"
"I agree with you with her. For her own benefit she may have to go very soon."
"Yeah… it sucks. She was such a cool person before the merge. I hope she isn't always like this."
"Maybe it's like cabin fever and it'll go away once she's off the island."
"I hope so."
Confessional, Marilyn
I want to start planting seeds of taking Jackson out now rather than later. If he survives tonight then I suspect no one will come after him for a long while. Which I don't want to happen. I just pray Zoey doesn't dive deeper into madness.
Confessional, Jasmine
Marilyn trusts me for sure. The fact she brought up blindsiding Jackson later in the game is a leap of faith considering this alliance is supposed to be tight. But if Marilyn is already thinking about who she can beat at the end. Maybe I should start thinking about that.
Elimination Ceremony
"Welcome back to the Elimination Ceremony. Tonight eleven will become ten. Last time you guys sent Scarlett to the jury house for being an egotistical maniac, will tonight's move be personal or game. Only time will tell. If you do not receive a marshmallow you are eliminated from the game and must take the Boat of Losers off the island. First off, Duncan you're safe with immunity, also safe is..."
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"With only one vote, Leshawna you are safe," Leshawna raised her eyebrow in shock. She expected more votes, she shot a side glance at Scott and then Zoey, then mouthed the words I'm sorry to Jackson as Chris continued.
"Trent and Jackson. You guys each received a good amount of votes. Jackson after your immunity win last time I can't say I'm shocked to see you at the bottom here. Trent, at face value you aren't a major threat, but maybe there's something more that makes others view you as a threat. With that being said the eighteenth person voted out and the third member of our jury is…. Jackson."
"Well, I guess I can't say I'm shocked. Like the jock dying in horror movies, I'm not surprised."
"You played a good game Jackson. Sorry it played out like it did," Brick stated.
"Thanks Brick, I wish you all the best, but I hope you guys realize that there are snakes in this game, and at some point you have to take them out before they snake you. It happened to me, it can and will happen to you."
"Say hi to Katie for me!" Marilyn shouted as Jackson left giving him a wave.
"I will. I mean it when I say I like you all, but I hope you heed my warning."
Jackson boarded the Boat of Losers and gave a quick final wave to the remaining contestants. He stared ahead with a smile on his face.
"Okay that's it for tonight," Chris shouted. "Good night!"
The few who stared at Zoey noticed she had a flame in her eyes that was hardly there before.
Final Confessional, Jackson
(He holds his mask in his hands) I really thought I had final guy material, as the ally of the final girl who makes it to the end, or at least very close to it. Looks like treating this game like horror didn't really work out in the end. And at times this really was horrific, but like every film, there were bright spots. I can't wait to see my own Final girl, Katie. It'll be like the heroes retiring after beating the final villain. She really is something, let me say. Though (he puts his mask on) I have a feeling she'll recognize me better like this.
Votes
Jackson: Trent
Zoey: Leshawna you've screwed me one too many times. It's time for the inmates to run your prison.
Trent: Sorry Jackson it's your turn
Ryan: Adios Jackson good game bro
Duncan: There's only room for one horror fan on this island, bye Jackson
Scott: This is for the piranhas Jackson
Marilyn: I doubt this works but I vote Trent
Jasmine: I guess it was only a matter of time until I voted for you, sorry Trent
Leshawna: I thought I could trust you, you burned your chance in this game as soon as you let Zoey tell Scott that it was me, see ya Jackson
Heather: About time if I'm honest. Bye Jackson I won't miss your… mystique
Brick: You seem like a good guy Jackson, but our interests just don't align, sorry.
Reviews
Nobody245: After Revenge it'll be Action, then PI, then WT. Tbh myself and my team aren't fans of Scarlett Fever so we went with her being a major villain. We debated having Scarlett go in Shawn's spot, but we just didn't see how that could work given what we wanted to do hence why Scarlett got to 12th.
TheHiddenAuthor5000: Owen will be in Revenge but Harold will not be there. Sorry the chapter was a let down, but we weren't a fan of Scarlet fever so we just went down the route of Scarlett being a big villain.
Gucci Mane Laflare: Thank you, we really wanted to make Scarlett a key character in this story and yeah poor Dakota.
Lord Gemini: Thank you for the compliments and I'm glad you enjoyed it. We wanted to establish Jackson as a bigger threat than Zoey hence the challenge win. And the idea with Scarlett is to build her up as this egotistical villain who can't be beaten when in reality she could go at any time. It just came down to when her allies finally decided enough was enough.
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
11th Jackson (7-3-1) 3rd Juror
Screaming Bass: Trent, Ryan, Jasmine, Brick, Marilyn, Duncan, Zoey, Heather, Scott, Leshawna,