"Welcome back to Total Drama Island! Last time our favorite horror fan Jackson was voted out by a seven to three to one vote. However, despite trying to flip Leshawna and Heather to which he almost succeeded, Zoey ended any hopes that he'd stay by lying to Scott about her having the votes to get rid of Leshawna. Everyone seems to have a knife waiting to stab someone else in the back. Find out who gets betrayed next and goes, at the most exciting elimination ceremony yet on this episode of TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND!"
"Look Jasmine after last night you're the only left that I trust. And I want to go to the final two with you if I can," Marilyn stated to the Aussie.
Jasmine who was laying in her bed sat up to face the jock replied, "As impossible as that sounds given our situation. I'm in mate!"
"Yay! Either way though we need to save our own skin first. I think if we could get rid of Zoey we may be able to buy ourselves some time so we can save ourselves," Marilyn mused.
"I don't know if I'm comfortable doing that mate. Zoey has been with us for a while."
"She screwed Jackson over because she's going insane. We can't let this continue."
"Look, let's see who wins immunity today. I'd rather us both be on the same page when it comes to voting someone out rather than divided."
"I couldn't agree more."
Confessional, Marilyn
Jasmine… can be a struggle to work with. She's so smart yet she wants to be this 'noble amazon warrior' stereotype and it just really isn't it. But she's my only option outside of Zoey… and I really don't want to resort to that option.
Confessional, Jasmine
I know Marilyn is likely right. But I just don't know if I could betray Zoey at this point. But maybe voting her out is both the right thing to do and the right move.
Elsewhere Ryan and Duncan met up under the shade of a giant pine tree. "Bit of a weird meeting place, wouldn't you say?" Ryan asked the punk.
"Yeah but it's critical," the punk started. "I'm starting to think that you and I have different priorities." Ryan opened his mouth to object before the punk held up a commanding hand on his own. "Save it lumberjack."
"Our goals line with each other for now," Ryan countered. "We just need to stick together and get out Zoey, Jasmine, and Leshawna and then it's smooth sailing."
"Huh," Duncan narrowed his eyes. "You've got a solid plan there lumberjack. I think the girls are cracked more than hobos at my folks' police station. Especially Zoey."
"Agreed. If we get rid of Zoey then we get rid of Scott's goat then we can take our allies to the end," Ryan nodded.
"So I guess we're on the same page… for now right?"
"Right," Duncan and Ryan shook hands before parting. Just as Ryan took a step in the opposite direction he fell down a pit. "Dweeb," Duncan snarked to himself.
Confessional, Duncan
Ryan is a jock and I'm a jerk. There's no two other ways about it. Scott and I are gonna hang tight to the end, hope Ryan doesn't take it too personally.
Confessional, Ryan
(he opens his mouth to say something before he puts his foot down) Jesus! Who put that pit there? What was in it? Anyhow, I'm ride or die with Trent until the end. Hopefully Duncan understands that.
Confessional, Zoey
I don't know who had the indecency to ruin that trap, it was a fine trap. Finest on Wawanakwa if I do say so myself.
Back at the mess hall Leshawna and Scott walked by each other, handing a slip of paper between each other before Lesehawna bumped into Heather, spilling Heather's coffee. "Come on Leshawna," Heather whined. "You know I always grab my coffee."
"Sorry princess," Leshawna rolled her eyes. "You might want to go get that checked out."
Heather walked out of the dining hall in a huff, drudging her feet. "Who spit in her breakfast?" Marilyn asked as she sat next to Leshawna.
"Who knows?" Leshawna took a bite of moldy bread. "If I close my eyes tight enough this tastes like cinnamon."
Scoffing to herself, Heather walked out of the bathroom before she was hit on her butt by a rather sharp looking projectile. Scott opened the door to the boy's side of the bathroom and chuckled to himself before he tumbled down a pit.
Confessional, Heather
(she has a splinter) I thought we got rid of the crazy after Izzy blew up the plane!
As Scott entered the Mess Hall a little worse for wear Leshawna got up and walked up next to him and began whispering in his ear. "So… I was going to get voted out last night?"
"Look, Zoey said she had the number…"
"And you believed her?"
"Yeah… I had a lapse in judgement there."
"No kiddin'. But it's alright. Jackson would've had to go sooner rather than later anyways."
"Yeah. Probably better he's out now. One less challenge threat for us to worry about."
"Right. Look sugar, I think we need to take out Zoey next if we can."
"I don't know if I totally want that…" Scott hesitated.
"Why not? Zoey is a wild card."
"Because I'd rather have Ryan out of the game."
"That's a big play, but I think removing someone that is unreliable is better for us."
"Let's just see who wins immunity today."
"Fair enough."
Confessional, Leshawna
I won't tell Scott that I was looking to turn on the alliance last vote. With Jackson gone I need to shift my plans. And they don't involve that nut Zoey.
Confessional, Scott
I know I likely won't get my way this upcoming vote without sticking my neck out onto the guillotine. But if I can just start planting the seeds of getting rid of Ryan then I may be able to blindside him without any blood on my hands.
The challengers soon lined up at the dock of shame with varying looks of nervousness. Chris walked up and down the dock before he got a camera in position. He turned to the campers with a big shit-eating grin on his face. "Challenge time everyone, and it's a good old fashioned game of hide and seek!"
"All of us looking for you?" Leshawna asked.
"Well that's not a fair fight all of you combined wouldn't beat me," Chris preened. "But good idea! This iteration of hide and seek will be done by Chef Hatchet, who has a military background and an advanced degree in manhunting! You've got ten minutes to hide from our headhunter before he starts hunting."
Chef stood at the edge of the dock of shame pumping a giant nozzle. "The best way to win is not to get caught by Chef and his SuperSoaker 1890 model Alpha, another investment from Milton Toys."
Dakota popped out of nowhere with her own water gun and pointed it at the camera. "Ready for a quick fire and a quick refresher on a hot summer day, it's Milton toys!"
The host nonchalantly sprayed Dakota away and continued his exposition. "There are three ways to win. Don't get caught by Chef after 4 hours, make it to the lifeguard chair after 3 hours of hiding or if Chef catches you, help Chef hunt for other campers. If chef finds you then you'll get a spray."
"Oh big deal, we're going to get a little wet," Duncan taunted.
"Chef, do you want to give a demonstration?" The burly chef walked in between Duncan and the host with a rather enthusiastic smile. After pumping the gun three times, the chef turned and fired Chris into the water.
Confessional, Chef
He'll get over it.
"NOT ON ME CHEF!"
"I suggest you all run," Chef deadpanned to the remaining contestants. You all have ten minutes maggots."
The camera quickly showed the campers running through the common grounds of camp hunting for the best hiding places. Duncan quickly looked at the outhouse confessional before running off in the other direction. Scott grabbed what looked to be a bunch of leaves and branches from a trash can and ran off into the forest. Jasmine climbed to the top of a pole with loudspeakers on it before climbing back down, an idea brewing on her head.
Heather looked around the camp center before sprinting just out of the camera's view. Marilyn looked into hiding under her bed before she decided to run towards the beach. Zoey ran across the trees in search of the perfect hiding place.
Brick removed a trash can from its place before he was suddenly yanked off screen. "Did you have to be so violent?" he asked his assailant.
"You haven't seen me at my toughest," Duncan snarked. "Meeting, now."
Brick grumbled as he and Duncan made a walk to what looked to be a small cave not too far from the boys' cabin. "Now that council is all here," Ryan spoke up.
"It's about our alliance," Scott said immediately, holding his bunch of sticks defensively.
"We need our numbers," Duncan iterated. "It was a boneheaded move of us to go for Jackson last time, especially when we had such easy targets. I don't know how the bard got votes but it should be enough to keep us on edge."
"Bard?" Trent asked.
"It's not important," Ryan held a placating hand up. "I agree but who is our target?"
"Someone the girls also want to get rid of," Scott added. "Zoey."
"Not Leshawna?" Duncan asked. "Something tells me that girl is going to be a problem."
"What about Jasmine?" Ryan offered.
Before Brick could ask Chris' voice went on the loudspeakers. "Five minutes left before Chef goes a-hunting!"
"Get out," Duncan demanded, his voice dropping. "I found this cave and decided to make it my hide so you're all SOL."
The boys left the cave one by one and started to run away, Trent getting hit with a berry on his way out.
Confessional, Brick
Something tells me us guys are not as allied as tightly as I thought.
A series of brief cuts showed Ryan climbing into the boathouse, Marilyn running into the mess hall, Scott diving into the river with his bundle of sticks, Brick crawling under the girls cabin, Trent climbing to the other side of the 1000 foot cliff, and Zoey burying herself under a berry bush.
"TIME IS UP!" Chris called out, signaling for Chef to start his manhunt.
The cameras cut to the mess hall, where unknown to each other, two girls were hiding. Chef opened the backdoor to the mess hall and cocked his gun. Underneath one of the tables in the center, Heather clung tightly to the underside. "I swear I saw one of them run in here," Chef mumbled, slamming his hand on the table.
Heather dropped unceremoniously with a loud groan. "I expected better from you soldier," Chef chastised.
"WAIT!" Heather put her hands up defensively. "If you shoot in here you'll damage your fridge!"
As the two stared at each other for what seemed to be a tense moment, Chef turned a setting on the water gun, firing a small squirt at the girl. "Touche," Heather said, deadpanning.
"Dakota set up a loser lounge at the dodgeball court," Chef mentioned.
"It's still there?"
"Where else would it be woman?!" Chef snapped.
Confessional, Heather
Okay not my smartest decision, but I was going off of the assumption that Chef knew no one would be dumb enough to go into his territory. I guess Chef outthought me in that regard.
Back in the mess hall Chef wandered through the main hall when he heard a quick sneeze coming from the chimney. A quick camera cut in there revealed that Marilyn was precariously positioning herself just below the top of the chimney. She looked down warily, holding her breath as she caught a brief glimpse of Chef's big arms. Another sneeze crept up on her but she covered her mouth tightly before the cook retreated his arm.
Safe, Marilyn let out a sigh.
A quick cut outside showed Marilyn virtually erupting from the chimney, riding a geyser of water high into the sky. "MARILYN AND HEATHER ARE OUT!" Chris announced. "It has only been ten minutes! Wow you guys suck!"
Confessional, Marilyn
(sopping wet) I always did say that this show was a pain in the butt.
Almost an hour had passed before Chef found the next camper. The camera cut to the backside of the girl's cabin where Brick had gotten bored with himself, and was currently playing cat's cradle with his dog tags. He looked to the camera under the porch, aimed directly at the vents, that he had somehow managed to make an exact replica of a bear. The cadet tapped his chin, bored again, when he saw Chef's boots from the otherside of the cabin.
Remaining as still as he could, Brick slowly army crawled out from under the cabin. Sensing Chef was barely on his heels, Brick broke into a run towards the lifeguard chair at the dock of shame. Just as his combat boots hit wood Chef's water gun fired into his back, sending him spiraling into the water. Leshawna hid behind a pillar trying her best not to disturb the jellyfish that made a residency on her head.
On the other side of the island Marilyn crashed through the boathouse's roof with startling force, crashing into the water with a disturbingly loud crash. Ryan peered his head from the taxidermied shark to see what the commotion was, falling out of it into the water as well. "Hi Marilyn," Ryan said nonchalantly.
"Hi Ryan," Marilyn said before doing a double take. "RYAN! I FOUND YOU! I WAS OUT AND I FOUND YOU! DAKOTA! CHRIS! CHEF! INTERNS! BEAR! WHATEVER THE FUCK IS OUT THERE I FOUND RYAN!"
"I heard you," Ryan grumbled, splashing Marilyn with water. Marilyn stopped her screeching and splashed Ryan back. The two kept splashing each other until an intern fished the two of them out.
Confessional, Ryan
What did I do to Marilyn again?
"CHEF ELIMINATES BRICK FROM HIS HIDING PLACE AND RYAN GETS FOUND OUT BY MARILYN! NOW MARILYN HAS IMMUNITY AS WE WAIT FOR THE REST OF YOU LOSERS!"
A camera track followed the chef into the forest, lingering on a small river with a rather conspicuous pile of logs. Blinking from the pack, a flash of red hair popped out of the logs, sighing in relief before he heard Chef cock his gun from a far distance. Scott ducked into the water, narrowly missing a stream of water from the water gun.
Emerging to take a breath, Scott was quickly swept away by a speeding current, narrowly missing another stream of water from Chef as he ran forward. "TAKE THAT!" Scott called out.
Chef could only watch as the redhead flailed downstream before eventually falling off of a waterfall. He moved to chase him before he got a call on his walkie-talkie. "Damn fool fell off a waterfall. How deep is it? That deep? I'll give it to him, poor boy's suffered enough."
Chef continued on his way.
At the thousand foot cliff Trent sat on a ledge, dangling his legs high above the water. The musician let out a sigh as another pebble fell into the water. He looked at the ripples below before bringing up his legs.
Confessional, Trent
You know they don't tell you this about hide and seek, but it's really boring.
Chef Hatchet entered a dark dank cave only illuminated by the light of a cameraman. He peered around stalactites and stalagmites before he dropped low to the ground, almost hunting for something. Chef let out a small breath and blinked. As he opened his eyes a flash of green appeared to him.
"Found you punk," Chef maniacally laughed. He cocked his water gun and Duncan rushed out from behind the stalagmite. Duncan bumped into Chef, who remained unmoving, and threw Duncan offhandedly into the cave wall. "I pity you."
Confessional, Duncan
Ever wonder if giving someone a gun was too much power? (he wrings out his mohawk) Well look no further.
"One hour left before the actual hiding portion is done and you can run to home base!"
Chef trudged along to the thousand foot cliff spotting Trent at the top. Chef for a moment thought about shooting Trent off of the cliff, but Chef had a moment of sympathy. "Musician kid, I'd suggest walking away from the ledge there before I shoot ya. Unless you got a death wish?" he angrily yelled.
"Dang it, I was hoping no one would want to come up this far. Alright, you got me. Not like I wanna jump off this thing again," Trent replied. The musician climbed down the cliff in front of Chef, who sprayed him all the way to the dodgeball court.
"You lasted longer than the guy who hides from the police for living so you've got that," Ryan chuckled.
"Oh real funny Ryan," Duncan replied, giving the jock a massive eye roll.
As Chef peered out over the cliff to get an aerial glimpse of the island, he spotted movement from the water below. Leshawna had emerged from the water peaking around for Chef or anyone else. "Oh you picked a bad time girl," Chef muttered. Chef pumped up his super powered water gun and aimed it at the unaware Leshawna. He fired a massive line of water at Leshawna hitting her and dousing her in even more water causing her to be out of the game.
Confessional, Chef
Thank you Mr. Milton for this beautiful piece of machinery.
Leshawna trudged up to the eliminated campers, her hair frizzing out because of the moisture. "Wow Chef, you couldn't have aimed anywhere else?" She shouted.
The massive Chef shrugged. "If it makes you feel better you were only fifteen minutes away from being free to go!" he hollered back.
Leshawna wandered to the dodgeball court, head hung low, and cursing herself as she barely missed the mass in the campfire pit chuckle to herself.
Not fifteen minutes later Chris hopped on the speaker system. "IT'S TIME TO GET A MOVE ON! IF YOU CAN MAKE IT TO HOME BASE YOU'LL BE JOINING MARILYN FOR IMMUNITY!"
Somewhere in the forest Zoey peered around a tree with what looked to be a slingshot. She did a backflip over several small rocks and jumped over a small stream, nailing a three point landing. She looked to her hiding place, a small berry bush, grabbed some berries, and scampered away.
In the same forest, a familiar ursine companion stirred, walking out for the day. It was his day off, and nothing was going to mess it up. It was only going to get-
He smelled a familiar scent and moved off to a small stream, where a familiar streak of red was slowly walking. The redhead picked up her pace and the bear began to follow.
Close by, Chef Hatchet rolled down the cliff and landed on his knees, aiming his gun. Right in front of his eyes the indie chick weaved in and out of trees. The Chef made a move to flank Zoey, chasing after her by knocking himself past trees and knocking aside hapless animals. Zoey, freshly alerted to the Chef, started taking a more twisted path, tripping vines, throwing pellets, and knocking boulders into place.
The lifeguard chair was finally in sight when Zoey felt a big brown mass hug her tightly. "Oh fuck," she mumbledd as he heead barely appeared over a mass of brown fur. "Sorry for cursing."
Chef caught up to the hugging duo and hung his head. "Come on man, you know you aren't supposed to talk to the contestants on your day off," he griped. The bear growled as Zoey held a hand out helplessly. "Suit yourself." A large splash of water covered Zoey, the bear, and the camera.
Confessional, Zoey
(the camera is zoomed in on her) I'm really really pissed at losing immunity. But at least today can't get any worse
(the camera zooms out to reveal her still attached to the bear)
Can it?
The bear and Zoey awkwardly shuffled off to the loser compartment. All of a sudden Chef saw a khaki hat waving high above the lifeguard chair. "Take that you-"
"That's how you curse in Australia woman?" Chef cringed. "Take your dang immunity."
Satisfied, Jasmine climbed down from the tower, a cheer erupting from her face when she suddenly got sprayed by Chef. "Come on mate!
"And we'll just call the challenge there," Chris said, walking up to Chef and Jasmine. "Chef, You know Jasmine's immune."
"Yes, but I couldn't help it," Chef remarked. "So where'd the dirt boy go?"
"The interns are taking a helicopter to get him. Somehow the river ended up in one of the mines."
"This island has a mine?!" Jasmine exclaimed. "Why?"
"Consider it a side hustle," Chris replied. "Good job Jasmine. The challenge is over. See you in an hour."
"ATTENTION CAMPERS THE CHALLENGE IS OVER! JASMINE AND MARILYN ARE IMMUNE. AND BECAUSE SCOOT EVADED CAPTURE HE'LL HAVE IMMUNITY AS WELL!"
After Challenge
The guys alliance all stood around the outside of their cabin, Brick and Trent were sitting on the steps while the other three boys stood around them.
"So, Zoey tonight?" Ryan asked the guys.
"With Jasmine, and Marilyn immune do we have any other choice?" Trent asked.
"Well we could take out Leshawna…" Duncan suggested.
"Do we really want to?" Ryan asked.
"I don't think so. I think taking out Zoey is the right thing to do," Brick mused.
"Yeah. And it's not like Zoey is exactly logical right now," Trent added. "I'll take a level headed Leshawna over a crazy Zoey just for the sake of my sanity."
"I can agree with that," Scott stated.
"Then it's Zoey?" Duncan asked.
"Yep," Ryan replied.
Confessional, Scott
Ryan's goal is to get to the final three with Trent and Brick. By cutting Zoey he gives the guys alliance the edge and he wants to ride it to the final five where he cuts me and Duncan. Well that ain't happening. I can let Zoey go, but next time, he better hope he gets immunity because I've got a sniper pointed at him and I'm ready to take the shot.
Confessional, Ryan
All according to plan. Easy vote on Zoey. Ride the guys alliance to the final five where I pick off the punk and farmer then myself or Trent have to beat Brick then I hopefully win. It's all going according to plan.
"Look Jasmine, I know you don't feel right about voting Zoey. But that majority isn't turning on each other this round and we're both safe," Marilyn argued to Jasmine as the duo walked through the forest.
"Why not try and flip the vote onto someone like Ryan, we know Scott is wanting to make a move on him," Jasmine replied.
"Because if we want to work with the majority we have to try and integrate with them. By voting off Zoey we are showing them that we are no longer against them."
"I guess that makes sense…"
"Look Jasmine, our best shot at this thing is hoping that next round Scott and Leshawna and those guys decide to flip on the trio of old Gophers. And voting out Zoey may help speed that up."
"But Chris doesn't reveal the votes…"
"He revealed that Scarlett's vote off was unanimous, he may reveal it again that Zoey's was."
"Alright fine fine I'll vote Zoey tonight."
Confessional, Jasmine
I had actually lied to Marilyn about voting Zoey, I was never going to, I just couldn't betray her. But when Scott walked up to us and gave us a deal that could get me to where I needed to be, the deck was reshuffled but at the same time my hand was forced.
"Hey girls, can I talk to you guys for a moment?" Scott asked jogging up to the pair.
"Yeah, Scott what do you need," Marilyn replied, more cheery than usual.
"I wanted to cut you guys a deal."
"And what would that deal be?" Jasmine inquired.
"You guys vote out Zoey this round, and in return you vote out Ryan next."
"And how do we know you're not lying mate?"
"Well A, I know full well you don't have any other option and B getting rid of Ryan is mutually beneficial for all of us."
"I mean you are right our options are very… limited. We'll vote for Zoey this round. And if Ryan doesn't have immunity we'll vote for him at the following vote," Marilyn replied.
"Perfect, pleasure working with you." Scott smirked, walking away from the duo of girls.
"He's sneaky ain't he," Jasmine mused.
"Yeah he is… but our devious farmer is currently our only option," Marilyn replied.
Confessional, Marilyn
I've underestimated how devious Scott can be. I could easily take this info to Ryan who despite our differences would likely believe me. I think he trusts Scott as much as Scott trusts him. However despite that I feel like it would hurt me to throw Scott under the bus more than it would help me at this point. He's definitely ran this plan by Duncan and perhaps someone else otherwise he wouldn't be talking to me and Jasmine about it.
Confessional, Zoey
I know that I am likely on the chopping block tonight for whatever reason. I still don't get why people want to keep Leshawna around. It makes zero sense to me, but I'll just have to fight harder to get my way.
"Hey Brick can I plead my case to you?" Zoey asked the cadet.
"Sure Zoey. I always think it's right to hear everyone out," Brick replied.
"Look, I know I'm the target tonight so don't bull shit me, so what can I do to put this target onto someone else."
Brick paused for a moment unsure on what to say before replying, "Well who would you want out?"
"Preferably it'd be Leshawna."
"Because she backstabbed you?"
"Precisely. Do you think you could make it happen?"
"I could maybe ask around, but I can't guarantee you safety."
"I'll take all the help I can get, thanks Brick."
Confessional, Brick
I hated lying to her, it really just hurt. But I guess the guys have rubbed off on me a bit because I feel like she actually believed me…. I don't know what's worse that I lied, or that the people I'm with have no problem lying.
"You think the audience likes us?" Trent asked Ryan, his partner in crime.
"I'd hope so. But hey if I win the million and am hated, then whatever. I'm a million dollars richer," Ryan chuckled.
"Yeah I guess you're right."
"Hey boys," Heather called out as she walked into the hall with Leshawna by her side.
"Hey girls, how are you?" Trent waved.
"We're good. Just wanted to double check on the vote tonight," Leshawna replied.
"Zoey right?" Ryan asked.
"Yep! Unless you wanted to make a move?" Heather inquired.
"What're you implying?" Ryan asked.
"What if we maybe take a shot at Brick?" Heather asked.
"...You're joking right? I don't think either of us want Brick gone," Trent stated.
"I mean… who wouldn't want to give the money to a nice guy who's also a cadet."
"I'm not disagreeing that Brick if he gets to the end will win, but we can pull the trigger on that at any time," Ryan stated.
'Alright then. Zoey it is," Leshawna exclaimed.
Confessional, Trent
Going after Brick? Now? I mean I get the logic but seriously why are you trying to rock the boat on an easy Zoey boot. It legit helps all of us removing her from the game.
Confessional, Heather
I want someone from that trio gone sooner rather than later. I'd prefer Brick. By asking Trent and Ryan about voting him out, I wanted to see if they'd turn on him. They didn't, which I expected. But just because I can't get Brick now doesn't mean I can't get him later. Not like getting one of them out would be that hard. Scott is already trying to make that happen
Flashback to this morning
"So… how are you feeling about this alliance? It surely won't last," Heather said to the farmer.
"It won't. Which is why we need to strike first," Scott replied.
"What do you mean?"
"We go after the biggest fish possible."
"We go after Ryan?"
"Precisely."
"Do you want to go after him now?"
"No. Let's take out Zoey now to make him feel secure then get him."
"That's easy enough."
"Yep… now how do we act like we didn't just talk strategy."
"Hmm. I'll go into the Mess Hall and act like I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. And you head to the bathroom."
"Sounds like a plan.
Flashback End
Elimination Ceremony
"Welcome back everyone to yet another elimination ceremony. Today two of you got immunity, those two being Jasmine and Marilyn. After Jackson went last round it's clear the challenge threats are in danger so it'll be interesting to see if that trend continues tonight. With that being said, if you do not receive a marshmallow you'll be forced to leave the island via The Boat of Losers and become the fourth member of our jury."
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"Leshawna and Zoey you guys are in the bottom two. I'm not going to make this suspenseful as it was a unanimous vote for Zoey so Leshawna you're safe tonight. Zoey time for you to go."
"Wow guys just wow!" Zoey started. "You guys keep the liar and backstabber over me? Just wow."
"Look we're sorry Zoey, but for your own mental well being it felt right," Brick said.
"I'm perfectly sane Brick! Maybe you're the crazy one!"
"No honey. Just take some time to relax, you need it," Leshawna offered.
"Oh Leshawna you can put a sock in it. You'll never get my vote if you're at the end. Someone should give you an award for best actor because you're the fakest of them all!"
"It's just a game Zoey, chill," Ryan said.
"It's just a game? A game is like Chess, this isn't Chess Ryan, maybe you should realize that!"
"Zoey he's right, it's just a game!" Trent held his hands up placidly.
"Yeah, and you all are-"
"Chef clean up aisle six!" Chris called out through his walky talky, interrupting Zoey's profanity laden tirade.
Chef walked up from the dock and picked Zoey up from where she stood and threw her over his shoulder and took her away despite her protest.
"You'll pay for this ALL OF YOU!"
Final Confessional, Zoey
Sigh I know people usually record these soon after they leave the game but I had to take a few days to regain my sanity to actually record this. If I were to do anything different I'd have worked harder to get into an actual alliance rather than just be glued to Cameron's hip. But I do hope it's Marilyn or Brick at the end. They seem like the nicest and most caring people left in the game so I hope I'll be able to cast my vote for one of them… if not… well the finale will suck.
Votes
Jasmine: Zoey! Need I say more? She's loonier than a kookaburra in heat!
Leshawna: Zoey girl, you need some time to chill, find Cameron and he can help you out.
Heather: If the trend is right, then after my vote for Zoey, Scott is the next one going into the loony bin, but no sense in throwing my vote away.
Duncan: Zoey, Red, come on you were so cool! And then you lost it. Sorry babe.
Zoey: LESHAWNA! LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA LESHAWNA! I hope my vote counts.
Marilyn: Thanks to you Zoey, I need new allies. My vote is for you.
Trent: As if it wasn't obvious. Zoey
Ryan: It's all coming together. Adios Zoey
Brick: Soldier Zoey I can't say I'm disappointed, but I hope you get the help you need.
Scott: And I thought I was gonna be the crazy redhead. Zoey, your time is up.
Reviews
LordGemini: The challenge itself wasn't significant but I feel like the winner was. You could read back and see what I mean or just wait and see what happens there. And yeah trust is becoming a highly valued commodity now so trust isn't there you may get voted out and you were right it was Zoey. We didn't want to extend her arc farther than we had to and we thought a unanimous vote out would be a fitting way to end her chaos.
GucciManeLaflare: Appreciate the thoughts. I think it was clear Jackson was a fan fav.
Nobody245: Yeah we knew Jackson would be the obvious choice so we tried to throw a lot of misdirection around. Zoey boot buys your final 5 a little more time. But we'll see.
TheHiddenAuthor5000: Appreciate it. But Trent survives again maybe you're wrong here.
Mysterials: Not everyone is mean like you think.
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
10th Zoey (9-1) 4th Juror
Screaming Bass: Trent, Ryan, Jasmine, Brick, Marilyn, Duncan, Heather, Scott, Leshawna,