The Amazon Jungle Friday, May 5th 2017
Previously on Cartoon Crossover Survivor!
~We shown a split Savage Tribe returning from tribal council after having voted Jenny off. Frieza voices his concern that the tribe's priorities are out of whack. Daniel combats his accusations~
A struggling Savage Tribe continues to splinter. Two of its key members reach a boiling point over voting strategies.
~Tobias's injury is shown. We see him avoid tribal council only to be evacuated from the jungle for medical reasons, removing him from the game~
Things get worse when the member Frieza wanted to vote out was removed from the game due to a worsening leg injury. This dwindled an already suffering Savage Tribe
~The Paradigm Tribe on the other hand appears to be fairly content. The only issues that can be found are the constant bickering between Lola Bunny and Manny Rivera~
While the Savage Tribe threatened to break, the Paradigm Tribe appeared to flourish. Based on the outside looking in momentum appeared ready to topple the Savage tribe in favor of their Paradigm counterparts
~The immunity challenge is shown. It resembles two of the previous three. A good start for the Savage Tribe followed by a lack luster, costly finish. The Paradigm Tribe wins immunity again sending a dejected Savage Tribe to tribal council~
Needing a win to re-establish their base the Savage Tribe came up empty handed yet again – making it three losses in four challenges.
~The Savage Tribe discusses who should receive the most votes. It's up in the air. Nobody is entirely sure how the vote is going to go down~
The Savage Tribe faced their biggest decision of the game so far. With no margin for error they headed to tribal council with a lot weighing on their minds
~Highlights of the Q & A with Chris are shown followed by Man-Bat standing up and having his torch snuffed out~
Ultimately the tribe went with unity, voting Dr. Kirk Man-Bat out of the game. Will the new unified Savage Tribe find more success or is it too late? Are they doomed to be wiped completely out by the Paradigm Tribe? It's time to find out on this week's episode of Cartoon Crossover Survivor!
~We cut to the Cartoon Crossover Survivor Intro~
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 12 - POST TRIBAL COUNCIL
~A somber Savage Tribe returns. A campsite once full of life and energy has suddenly turned sullen and somber. Ten personalities ran rampant a short while ago – now…now those ten have been reduced to six. Nearly have the original tribe has been eliminated through consistent failure. Daniel continues to appear disgusted – the man is a winner and winners hate losing. Tennyson considers slowing down on his progress as a fisherman. Katz appears thoughtful. They take a seat around the campfire each person waiting for the other to speak. Katz takes the lead~
Katz: This fucking sucks. No way around that – however, there's always a silver lining. The six of us…the last remaining members of the Savage Tribe are a strong six. If we stick together, I think we can get back in this game.
Katz dives his face into a powder of whiteness he calls "Hail, Sleet, Tornadoes, Snow, Jellybeans, Speedballs, and Spaceballs"
~Frieza nods. He reaches over and grabs some fruit, peeling the dirty, disgusting skin and revealed the desired center~
Frieza: No more Tobias. No more Man-Bat. Only the strong survive. About time we got us down to the guys who can dominate. The next challenge can't come soon enough...
~In a show of unity, Frieza tosses the peeled pieces of fruit to his remaining tribe members for nourishment at the end of a trying day. Daniel's Irish pride and fighting spirit bubbles to the surface~
Daniel Keem: Damn right it can't. No need to wait to Tuesday. Let's do it tonight. Come on Chris show your face. The Savage Tribe is ready to fight now.
~The night deepens. They enjoy their fruit and prepare for a peaceful evening without a vampire wandering around in the moonlight. Despite their struggles team spirit seems to be on the mend. There is a sense that The Savage Tribe is going to be okay~
PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 13
~The dominant Paradigm Tribe sits around camp, basking in the gilded glow of victory. Lola is hanging some clothes up on a tree branch, drying them out~
Lola Bunny: Any guesses as to who they sent home?
Manny Rivera: The Incredible Cokehead, Katz!
~A Nigel lands on Manny Rivera's shoulder. Nigel speaks to him.
Nigel: They voted out Man-Bat!
Manny Rivera: Why thank you Mr. Nigel. Say…you wouldn't happen to have any fruit loops, would you?
Nigel: Fuck off!
~Nigel flies away~
Manny Rivera: My friend says they voted off the one who sucks
Spencer: Holy shit they voted DJ Killer Keemstar off?
Manny Rivera: NO! LITERALLY! LITERALLY SUCKS.
Lola Bunny: Oh, Man-Bat
Manny Rivera: If THAT's what you call it.
Lola Bunny: Well that IS his name. Oh, by the way, I thought we said no more dangerous shooting star presses?
Manny Rivera: I thought you guys meant to stop doing those out of trees…
~Manny Rivera waits for ten seconds…he decides eleven seconds is too long~
Manny Rivera: Oh, I guess it was just for challenges then. Cool, check this out
~Manny Rivera winds up in the top of the tree and jumps off with a Shooting Star Press. He lands with a harsh thud near Lola. She rolls her eyes~
Lola Bunny: Would you STOP that? Regardless of how I feel about you personally we do need you in challenges.
~Manny Rivera is face down. He isn't moving...his voice groans out from between his mouth and the ground~
Manny Rivera: Nooo….
Lola Bunny: Just please don't hurt yourself…
~Manny Rivera suddenly climbs to his feet. He seems to be okay~
Manny Rivera: Thanks for looking out for me, sweet cheeks.
Lola Bunny: Ugh, trust me…I wouldn't if I didn't have to
~Leafy' hair blows in the wind. The piece of cloth covering his nether regions blows around as well. It's loosely fashioned and, well, not doing that great of a job. He has apparently overheard Manny Rivera and Bunny~
Leafy: You two should really get a room. Say, that reminds me, I'm leasing out my hut mansion. It's got functioning toilets...they flush right into the river the Savage Tribe is using for water.
Spencer: Well that would explain their shitty performance...ha ha ha ha
Manny Rivera: HAHAHAHAHA
~While Spencer was merely pretending to laugh at his lame pun…Manny Rivera found the joke so funny that he fell over into the dirt from laughing so hard. Lola is disgusted~
~Dramatic music plays as we fade out~
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 13
~The sun rises on a new morning in the Amazon. You hear a loud yawn. And then see Prince Ali emerge from the Savage Tribes fortress of Strength. He looks around and notices the rest of the tribe still sleeping, he assumes everyone is feeling exhausted and mentally defeated from their string of losses. After a brief moment of contemplations he decides he will make the tribe breakfast to help rebuild trust and unity within his tribe something that should have been done weeks ago. He walks over to the lightly burning embers of last night's fire and throw so more wood on it to get it going again. He then heads to the towering pile of fish that Ben has collected and grabs a handful.(the towering pile consist of 4.5 fish, no one knows how Ben caught half a fish.) He then grabs fruit from the storehouse near Frieza's part of the Fortress.. He takes these ingredients over to the fire and starts to make the best breakfast this side of the Amazon~
Prince Ali: This is gonna be great, it is going to be the best meal this tribe has had since the start of this strange little adventure. We are gonna finally come together and be friends and win challenges and all of us will get to the merger, everyone will live happily ever after.
~As Prince continues to cook hethen starts to rethink his last statement~
Prince Ali: Daniel can be a real douche most the time, I have no idea why Ben and Katz hangout with him... This meal looks great, I should wake the tribe up.
~Prince stands up from the fire steps closer to the Fortress of Strength and screams as loud as he can~
Prince Ali: Hey everybody... BBBBREEEAKKKKFASSSSSTTTTTTT! Is ready.
~Frieza comes out, yawning, which just looks weird as it stretches out. The yelling was impossible to ignore. He sees what Prince has done, and as strange as it is to think about having fish and fruit for breakfast... it actually smells pretty good. He walks over~
Frieza: Good morning. How'd you and Abu sleep?
Prince Ali: Oh hey buddy and a wonderful morning to you. I slept great for once in this damn jungle. Abu on the other hand has been acting super weird since those tried to kill Daniel with a machete allegations. He barley slept and snuck off in the middle of the night, I'm getting worried, but let's not dwell on the negative.. Here eat.
~Prince hands some food over to Frieza~
Prince Ali: It is time to reset ourselves and to show we the Paradigm tribe just how Savage we can be
Frieza: Yeah, I know we've had some Savage stress going on in the last few weeks, and I know I've been part of it. But I have to say, I'm feeling pretty good right now about us pulling things together. The Paradicks still have the dead weight that we've shed, so I'm betting we're running circles around them soon enough.
~The food is soon devoured off of Frieza's plate. Daniel Keem walks up after eavesdropping a bit~
Daniel Keem: Would you believe me if I said I'm trying to turn over a new leaf and get along with everyone now?
Frieza: I believe that you're a fierce competitor, someone who wants to win at all costs. I can respect that.
~Frieza extends his hand to Daniel, putting it out there~
Frieza: From now on, we're watching all of them go home.
~Daniel looks down and shakes Frieza's~
Daniel Keem: You are a great competitor as well and it is time to dwindle down those Parafools.
~Sam rolls her eyes at Daniel and Frieza. Something about their new found friendship just reeks of fake~
Sam Manson: When ya'll are done jacking each other off, can you guys give me a hand with this?
~Sam is trying to fix one end of the shelter that was knocked down overnight. She wonders if it was an animal chasing after Abu through the camp, which worried her because she has no idea what kind of crazy things could be living out here~
Sam Manson: And someone get Katz up, he's over here snoring like a hibernating bear!
Ben Tennyson: Here, let me help!
~Ben walks over to Sam with a coconut in his hand. He launches it toward Katz~
Ben Tennyson: Who's been getting rough with the shelter?!
~Sam laughs to herself because she thought Ben was offering to help Frieza and Daniel jack off ~
Sam Manson: Whoa.. that wasn't what I was expecting. Ha. It's been a long morning. But I think something was running through here last night. Hopefully once we do the merger we can get a better base camp.
~The coconut rolls against Katz's head. He stops snoring and turns…he spots the round object. He grabs it and sits up. The rest of the tribe watches with curiosity. He splits it open using his bare hands, drinks what's inside, smacks his lips, yawns and lays back down. The snoring continues. Tennyson shrugs as if to say "Hey, I tried" while Sam rolls her eyes~ true or not. Besides maybe I don't want a masked man, maybe I rather yeah never mind...
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 14
~ Cowering in the trees above the Fortress of Strength aka: Savage Tribes encampment sits Abu. He wants to go down and join his friends, but after last night he can't move. He has lived in the Amazon his whole life and thought that Daniel was the most dangerous thing in the rainforest. From high above he is watching Prince cook the tribe breakfast, he sees Frieza extend his hand to Daniel and Daniel grab it in an act of solidarity. He starts to wish he never went after him with a machete, there are more dangerous things out there and he will need all of the tribes help. He swallows hard and starts to slowly make his way down the tree, determined to get back to Ali and the rest of his human family. Daniel sees Abu coming down from the trees~
Daniel Keem: I am sorry Abu I was so hard on you. Alright I think we need water anyone want to help?
~Ali sits up and motions for Abu. Abu hops onto his shoulders. The duo share an intimate conversation. Abu finally nods…Ali looks at Daniel~
Prince Ali: Abu and I would be glad to help!
~Daniel, Prince, and Abu embark on a water gathering mission. Sam watches, shaking her head~
Sam Manson: What the hell? This tribe is full of women, I swear
Frieza: Whatever you want to call it…it's nice to see fences on the mend. We need it for our next challenge.
Sam Manson: I guess
Katz: SNORE!
Sam Manson: UGH! I'm going to gather water with the other three
Ben Tennyson: Hold on! I've got some fishing to do!
~Tennyson and Sam head off in pursuit of the river. Frieza is left alone with a snoring Katz. He scratches his face…he tries to block the noise out. He starts to work on a few tedious tasks…but the noise is too much~
Frieza: Nope…I can't take it. To the river I go.
~Katz is left to rest in peace as his entire tribe heads for the river~
PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 15 – PRE IMMUNITY CHALLENGE
~Lola Bunny is wandering around the tribe. Everyone seems to be gone. She sees Manny Rivera crawling out of Leafy' hut for some weird reason. Off in the distance she spots a shirtless Angel Whis explaining certain features of the Amazonian foliage to Samurai Jack and DeFranco. Both have that look on their face like "Wow, we wouldn't have asked this if we thought the answer would turn into a ten minute lecture." Lola bites her bottom lip while eying The Perfect One~
Lola Bunny: He is just so…perfect. I'm going to keep my eye on him.
~We cut to a shot of Siri the Leopard. She's in a meditative state all by herself. It's clearly a method of preparation for the challenge later that afternoon. Richard Spencer is shown staring into the sky~
Richard Spencer: I'm coming for you Daniel Keem. Fuck you.
~We cut to Max. He's stretching out – limbering up for whatever ridiculously convoluted challenge awaits them. And, finally, we spot Leafy. He emerges from his hut and steps over the crawling Manny Rivera~
Leafy: Stop acting like such a baby
~We fade out~
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 15 – PRE IMMUNITY CHALLENGE
~All six Savage Tribe members stand around the fire. Tennyson's FOUR fish are stacked, neatly. It seems as though a seafood dinner awaits the members when they return. The members appear focused…~
Daniel Keem: Okay…this is the big one. This is a must win for us. If any of us want a shot at winning this game we've got to start winning now.
Katz: Well, I don't know about the rest of you but I feel well rested and ready to go.
Sam Manson: Yes, we know.
Prince Ali: Abu said he envisioned us winning in a dream last night.
Ben Tennyson: Sounds good to me!
Frieza: Looking around, I see six motivated, competent and focused individuals. This challenge should be ours.
Daniel Keem: Alright, let's go kick some ass!
~They head off in the direction of the immunity challenge~
DAY 15 – IMMUNITY CHALLENGE
~Both tribes have assembled. Chris stands in front as usual…we see a couple of boats along with five buoys floating out in the river. Chris looks at DeFranco, who is holding the immunity idol or Baby Daniel Coyote as some people (okay, one person) has coined it~
Chris McLean: Welcome to today's immunity challenge! Paradigm Tribe, I'll take that from you guys…
~Manny Rivera rips the immunity idol from an unsuspecting DeFranco. He throws it into the air. Chris freaks out and dives to catch it. He manages to snare the idol before it smashes into the ground. He returns to his feet, angrily~
Chris McLean: How dare you! This statue embodies survival…it embodies the will to live, it embodies the spirit of the Amazon and, more importantly, it represents Daniel Coyote.
~Manny Rivera shrugs and steps back into line. Chris places the idol on a platform near him…he composes and speask~
Chris McLean: Alright…today's challenge is pretty straight forward. One person will row a boat…there will be five buoy stations. At each station will be a tribe mate. Your task is to rescue all five tribe mates and then head back to shore. The first tribe to complete the task wins immunity. Paradigm Tribe, you…
Samurai Jack: Already ahead of ya Chris!
~Samurai Jack, DeFranco and Spencer all take a seat on a nearby log. They begin to throw dice. Chris wonders where they found the dice. Daniel clears his throat. Chris's attention turns back to the participating players~
Chris McLean: Well, alright then…you guys figure out who's starting where and we will get started.
~We see Daniel Keem starting things off for the Savage Tribe. Whis has taken the lead for the Paradigm Tribe…both men are standing on a platform. Six oars reside on each platform~
Chris McLean: Survivors ready….GO!
~Whis hugs all six oars and charges for his boat. Daniel struggles a bit with his. He manages to grab four. He gets to his boat quicker than Whis, depositing four. He has to run back for the remaining two. Whis, the larger of the two, reaches his boat and deposits all six. He hops into the boat and grabs an oar…he pushes off and begins to paddle~
Chris McLean: Paradigm Tribe with a bit of a lead…
~Daniel reaches his boat with the final two oars. He leaps in and kicks the front of the boat, his packs enough force to break the boat free from shore, saving Daniel some time. He grabs an oar and begins to paddle. Whis reaches his first buoy station. Lola is floating. He reaches in and helps her out of the water. Lola blushes and giggles…Whis smiles and possibly winks. Lola picks up and oar and gets behind Whis. She helps him row~
Chris McLean: Alright…Lola is in the boat, Paradigm maintaining their slight lead
~Daniel reaches Sam. Sam and Daniel struggle getting in the boat. She curses him a bit…Daniel curses back. She finally gets into the boat and grabs an oar…the row on. Whis and Lola reach their second buoy…Leafy is casually floating in the water. He calmly swims to the boat. Lola reaches in to help but discovers his loin cloth must have floated away. She hesitates…Leafy struggles a bit but finally gets in. He sits behind Lola…she scoots up further into Angel's back. Leafy starts to move up…Lola yells back~
Lola Bunny: That is CLOSE enough
~They continue rowing…meanwhile, we see Katz climbing into the Savage boat. He does so with relative ease…they've made up some ground, moving ahead to their third buoy. The Paradigm Tribe gets there first…Max is floating…he crawls in, with a sense of urgency…it's a fluid, easy motion. On the other side Ali tumbles into his team's boat. Both teams move on to their fourth buoy~
Chris McLean: It's a dead heat! Two members left to pick up and then a race to the finish!
~Siri the Leopard is helped into the boat by the core strength of Max. Frieza has no trouble getting in either. The teams are still tied heading into their final buoy. Tennyson reaches his arm out of the water~
Ben Tennyson: Look what I got!
~Somehow, Tennyson caught three fish while floating in the water. It's amazing. He tosses them into the boat and tumbles in, manning the rear. The Paradigm Tribe can't find their final tribemate~
Siri the Leopard: Umm..
Lola Bunny: Where is he? This is SO frustrating
Leafy: Maybe he's in the trees
~Concerned about an unexpected fall from the sky, the Paradigm members look to the trees. A giant SPLASH sounds as there's a break in the water. Manny Rivera's mask emerges…with his head inside~
Manny Rivera: WOOO!
Angel Whis: Where were you?
Manny Rivera: New record! Held my breath for three minutes! Isn't that GREAT?
Entire Paradigm Tribe: GET IN THE DAMN BOAT!
~Calmly, Manny Rivera swims to the boat and climbs in. They make the turn. The Savage Tribe is halfway back to shore~
Chris McLean: Savage Tribe with a sizable lead…it's going to take quite the rally for The Paradigm Tribe to catch them at this point!
~The Paradigm Members row as hard as they can. Manny Rivera is splashing his oar around like an untrained maniac. Sadly, it's to no avail. The Savage Tribe hits shore…they empty out of the boat and return to their platform~
Chris McLean: Savage Tribe WINS IMMUNITY!
~The six remaining members go wild with celebration. Tennyson holds his fish in the air. Abu moonwalks into view before climbing up the side of Ali's body and resting on his shoulder. Katz gives all his tribemates a pat on the back before he dives head first into "Hail, Sleet, Tornadoes, Snow, Jellybeans, Speedballs, and Spaceballs". The Paradigm Tribe reaches shore and trudges toward their mat. DeFranco laughs as he wins the game of dice, taking Richard's flask for payment. Samurai Jack asks for an IOU when they get back to camp. They see that the challenge is over and join their tribemates on the platform~
Chris McLean: Savage Tribe, great effort out there today. Here you go…treat it with RESPECT
~Chris glares at Manny Rivera as he says this. He hands the idol to Keemstar. Keemstar nods~
Daniel Keem: Absolutely
Chris McLean: Savage Tribe, you may head back and enjoy the rest of your evening. Paradigm Tribe…I've got nothing for you. I'll see you all tonight at tribal council.
~Some sad song begins to play as The Paradigm Tribe sulks back to camp. An uplifting starts to play as we see The Savage Tribe celebrating~
PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 15 – PRE TRIBAL COUNCIL
~With half the tribe seemingly imploding, Angel Whis sits by the fire and quietly observes his tribemates battling each other, showing more passion than they did in the challenge by far. The perfect Angel of Universe 7 sighs a perfectly deep sigh and stands up, grabbing one of the fish off the fire and trudging over to where Max and Manny Rivera are arguing. ~
Manny Rivera: You've lost us one too many challenges, Montana! I bet you can't even Shooting Star Press!
Montana Max: YOU lost us our first challenge, need I remind you? You're reckless and dense as a brick!
Manny Rivera: Dense? Who are you calling…
~THWACK!~
~Manny Rivera's mask nearly does a full rotation around his head as he is smacked upside his face with a partially-cooked Amazonian bass in the hands of Angel Whis. Manny Rivera stumbles around, unable to see for a moment and dazed from the head-on-fish collision. The Millionaire Max looks on, stunned and mildly amused. Whis remains silent, coolly walking back to the fire and putting the tribe's dinner back on its coals. Manny Rivera finally regains his bearings and adjusts his mask so he can see again. He turns toward the Perfect One.~
Manny Rivera: HEY! What was…
~Manny Rivera quiets down when he sees Whis raise a hand for the whole tribe to see.~
Angel Whis: Everyone. Riverbank. Now.
Manny Rivera: You're not the boss of me! Why should we...
Angel Whis(interrupting): It's time for an intervention.
~Ten minutes later, on the banks of the Amazon River, nine figures stand at attention, arms raised toward the waning afternoon sun. At the front of the group stands 'Perfect' Angel Whis, demonstrating perfect yoga technique with one foot back and his balance placed on his front leg.~
Angel Whis: All right, tribe. Now, exhale slowly and bring your arms down, creating your own resistance. Next, we inhale and reach out in front. Imagine you are trying to strangle Daniel Keem with both hands. Create resistance as you feel his throat closing in your grip, unable to spew his insipid nonsense every five minutes. Take a deep breath.
~To either side of Whis, the other eight Paradigm tribe members seem to be having varying degrees of difficulty with YogaSpencer, in particular, seems to be enjoying choking out the invisible aura of Daniel, while Samurai Jack appears to be inebriated and losing his balance.~
Angel Whis: Now, bring back one fist and extend the other while staying in warrior position. We're going to do six quick punches with resistance to raise your heart rate. Picture each member of the Savage Tribe with every punch. Broken jaws. Bleeding lips. Busted eyes. So very soothing, just like the Zen masters of Yoga once taught. READY?
Richard Spencer: Damn ready!
Montana Max: Fascinating idea. Ready!
Lola Bunny: Sure, I guess…
Phillip DeFranco: Yep. Born ready.
Siri the Leopard: Fine.
Manny Rivera: WOO! Kill 'em all!
Angel Whis: That's the spirit! Go!
~The tribe counts down the punches as Whis observes their form, nodding his head in approval. Even for just a moment, the tribe was unified, even if it couldn't last the entire evening with Tribal Council looming. Whis steps back into his place.~
Angel Whis: All right, arms back to the sky, and now it's time for one of the Perfect One's favorite moves of the day. I call this the North Star Nightcap. Now, close your eyes, keep your position, and I want everyone to imagine the most beautiful woman in the world. Picture her sultry curves… her flawless skin… her lips that appear how she wants you and you alone. Ladies, you too. Go on.
~Lola Bunny appears somewhat uncomfortable at the Angel's proposition and looks for support from Siri, while the Leopard's attention seems to have strayed to a small lizard weaving its way through the river grass. She darts after it, leaving the yoga session abruptly. DeFranco clears his throat loudly, nudging Whis in the ribs and motioning to his right.~
Angel Whis: Ahem… Mr. Vail, dare I ask… where are your pants?
Leafy: Are pants required in yoga?
Angel Whis: They are if you're imagining the most beautiful woman in the world.
~Leafy, wearing only his flawless face, looks down below his waist and back up.~
Leafy: Point taken. I'll be in my hut, still thinking about my future wife...she looks like Manny's mom.
~The naked Leafy walks back toward camp. Manny Rivera, seemingly in a trance from the yoga, suddenly startles awake.~
Manny Rivera: Hey, me too. Wait, WHAT DID HE SAY?!
~The masked daredevil charges after Leafy. DeFranco bursts out laughing. Samurai Jack finally falls over completely, landing with a thud in a flowering bush and promptly falling asleep in his stupor. A perturbed Whis shakes his head and crosses his arms.~
Angel Whis: All right, forget it. Yoga is done for the day. This tribe is as together as it is getting. Let's go vote someone off.
Richard Spencer: Shoot. But what about the rest of the North Star Nightcap?
Montana Max: And why were we imagining a beautiful woman?
~Whis shrugs.~
Angel Whis: It's just a few lunges. Nobody likes lunges. Lunges suck. But everyone likes a beautiful woman.
Lola Bunny: I don't really like…
Angel Whis: EVERYONE likes a beautiful woman.
~Nobody can argue that…well, aside from blind people, maybe. We fade out as the Paradigm Tribe is set for Tribal Council~
PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 15 – TRIBAL COUNCIL
~Dramatic music plays. The Paradigm Tribe enters Tribal Council. They each take a seat. Chris obviously scrambled to add a few more seats to the collection. Six normal sized stumps along with three ice chests. Manny Rivera, Leafy and Samurai Jack sit on the ice chests. Samurai Jack opens each one, making Manny Rivera and Leafy stand for a moment. His eyes widen when he opens the third and final chest~
Samurai Jack: Oh yes!
~His joy eviscerates. He holds up a bottle of O'Douls~
Samurai Jack: WHAT THE FUCK
Chris McLean: Ah, a refreshing O'Douls! I'll take that if you don't mind
~Samurai Jack hurls the bottle into the jungle. It SMASHES…something SCREAMS. Was it Abu? Is he SPYING on Tribal Council?~
Chris McLean: Hey, what did you do that for?
Samurai Jack: Nobody will EVER drink an O'Douls in front of me
Chris McLean: What's wrong with O'Douls? It's got the great taste of beer without any alcohol
Samurai Jack: Yea? So why fucking drink it? You LIKE the taste of cheap beer? Fuck man, the only reason I drink that shit is for a buzz. In short, O'Douls are fucking worthless and an embarrassment. At least NEW Chris knew how to party
~Nobody on the Paradigm Tribe can argue that statement. Some might say New Chris knew how to party a little TOO well. Old Chris shakes his head and sits down, he clears his throat before speaking~
Chris McLean: Sorry, but my throat is a little dry. It would be NICE if I had some liquid refreshment.
Samurai Jack: Oh for fuck's sake!
~Samurai Jack stands and shoves Manny Rivera off the ice chest containing O'Douls. Chris smiles. Samurai Jack HURLS the chest into the jungle. Chris frowns. Manny Rivera is forced to sit on the ground as Samurai Jack reclaims his seat. There is an awkward moment of silence.~
Chris McLean: Well…that was unnecessary.
Samurai Jack: Blow me
~Manny Rivera snickers. Chris rolls his eyes…he clears his throat again and focuses on the task at hand~
Chris McLean: Sorry about that…let's get down to business. Tough loss at the challenge earlier today…after winning three of the first four challenges it appeared as though you guys were going to run away with this…but now, the momentum has shifted. Spencer…do you think it's fair to say that this win has given new life to the Savage Tribe?
Richard Spencer: Fuck no. Those pussies got lucky. We'll kick their ass next week…besides, this gives us the opportunity to strengthen things…you know, the old addition by subtraction thing
~Manny Rivera crawls forward, where he can be seen. He has a statement~
Manny Rivera: See you later Max, good knowing you...not
~Max scoffs and responds~
Montana Max: Bold words from someone who has cost us a challenge in the past, I on the other hand have done nothing of the sort.
Manny Rivera: Montana, we here care about loyalty. You're are a threat. Threats will be flossed out, when it comes time for the council...I trust my fellow Paradigm teammates can see this.
~Montana Max can hold his tongue no longer. He stands and delivers a strong statement~
Montana Max: Alright, I finally have something to say! I keep hearing my name getting mentioned. I've been accused of being disloyal by the masked moron over there. But I've got a question for you all, if I'm not loyal to the Paradigm tribe, as Manny Rivera suggests, why have I pulled my weight and had your backs since day one? How many challenges have I cost us? That would be zero. But I'm the one on thin ice, because I'm quiet or some damn thing? Whis, Phillip, you two have more or less carried us since this competition started, you must be tired from carrying dead weight. Why not get rid of someone like Spencer, who hurt us in this challenge, instead of someone like me who is contributing something. The point is, I'm voting for Spencer, and anyone who wants to survive should do the same. Unless you're ok with the idea of the Savage tribe picking you off one by one, because without the contributors that's what will happen, then by all means get rid of the productive members of this tribe.
~Richard's face becomes flushed. He turns and glares at the side of Max's face, who returned to his seat. Max turns his head. He stares right back at Richard. Manny Rivera continues to speak~
Manny Rivera: Both you and Lola can't be trusted. . I know how helpful you are but how DAMAGING you could be if a little birdie from the other tribe was whispering in your ear this whole time. I have no beef with you Max, just I am not going to sit still and not let you and Lola know that I don't trust you. You can either hate me or respect me for my decision. To your point, Spencer did not check in. Despite this we all know that Richard Spencer isn't the kind of guy to be manipulative or hang with the enemy. Richard and I are cool, I have no beef with anyone. I just see conflicts of interest. One named Lola Bunny and the other has guilt on his face named Montana Max.
~Lola becomes angry. He looks down at the masked man on all fours and fights back~
Lola Bunny: Funny nobody is whispering in my ear Manny Rivera. Let me put it this way, I want to make it to the merge, I want to make it with everyone here that can. Once merge, I want to vote off Daniel. Maybe instead of assuming things, actually ask yourself something, if I really had him whispering in my ear, would I of really voted for Max the first time?
Manny Rivera: I wasn't aware. You know what happens, when you vote against Max. When you try to eliminate Max from Cartoon Crossover Survivor on Starz? YOU JUST UNMADE MY LIST!
~Manny Rivera draws an imaginary line through an imaginary name on an imaginary list in the air. Lola sighs and quits paying attention to the masked man. Spencer and Max, meanwhile, continue to glare at one another~
Richard Spencer: Go ahead and put my name down Millionaire Max. Aint ever said one word to me but your over there running your mouth. Thanks for the laugh though, punk
~Max responds that he'll do just that. Spencer keeps telling him to go ahead. They are boiling over…it's about to escalate into a brawl. Whis steps in~
Angel Whis: Gentlemen! It's just a game, no need for this type of anger. Relax…remember the yoga teachings.
Phillip DeFranco: OR…better yet, how about we re-arrange the seating.
~We cut to a new arrangement. Spencer and Max are now on opposite ends. Chris smiles, looking far more at ease~
Chris McLean: Wow…glad that's settled down. This tribe seems far more dysfunctional than I imagined. Anyway, it's time to vote…let's see how this turns out. Spencer, you're first…
~Spencer grabs the parchment and angrily writes a long name down. He stuffs the parchment into the jug and heads back to his seat. Samurai Jack votes, Manny Rivera votes, Siri the Leopard votes, Lola Bunny votes…we follow Whis. He writes his vote and raises a perfectly-written "Millionaire Max Max" to the camera~
Angel Whis: Apologies, dear friend. I've truly appreciated our talks and hope to see you at the Plato symposium in September. Fare thee well.
~DeFranco is next, followed by Max and, finally Leafy casts his vote. They have all returned. Chris stands and heads over, grabbing the jug of votes. He sets it down and clears his throat again. Samurai Jack rolls his eyes. Chris removes the lid~
Chris McLean: If anybody has a hidden immunity idol and would like to play it…now would be the time to do so.
~Nobody budges~
Chris McLean: Alright then…once the votes are read the decision is final. The person voted out will be asked to leave the tribal council are immediately. I'll read the votes.
Chris McLean: First vote…Max
Second vote…Max
Third vote…Spencer
Fourth vote…DeFranco
That's two votes Max, one vote Spencer and one vote DeFranco. I'll continue reading the votes.
Fifth vote…Max
Sixth vote…Max
Seventh vote and the sixth person eliminated from Cartoon Crossover Survivor….Montana Max
Mr. Max, that's enough. Please bring me your torch.
~Max appears over the entire process. He stands, grabs his torch and heads to Chris~
Chris McLean: Montana Max…the tribe has spoken.
~Chris snuffs out Montana's torch~
Chris McLean: It's time for you to go
~Max shakes his head. He doesn't bother looking back at any of the members. He marches on, vacating the area~
Chris McLean: Well, I guess things aren't as happy as they appeared. A strong, reliable member was just sent home…we'll see how that works out. You all can head back to camp, I'll see you in a few days.
~The remaining members of the Paradigm Tribe stand and exit~
NEXT TIME ON Cartoon Crossover SURVIVOR: Daniel Keem continues to find strength within the game. Katz considers sleep therapy upon returning home due to his intense snoring. Sam's booty shorts go missing but nobody notices. Prince Ali reads Bram Stoker's Dracula to Abu…he develops a new found respect for Dr. Kirk aka Man-Bat. Samurai Jack conjures a campaign against non-alcoholic beer for when he returns home. Leafy adds another floor to his hut mansion. Lola and Whis continue to get to know one another. the Leopard becomes the most feared beast within the Amazon…at least when it comes to the jungle critters. DeFranco is determined to find out who wrote his name down. Manny Rivera reveals that his wife is, in fact, not dead…or is she? Richard Spencer throws Max's 'drum set' into the river. And…Ben Tennyson catches FIVE fish…all next week on Cartoon Crossover Survivor!
~We cut to a shot of a dejected, annoyed Max~
Montana Max: Stupid vote. I helped around camp. I contributed in challenges. What more could I have done? It doesn't make any sense. I did all I could do….they just didn't want me around for whatever reason they conjured up in their minds. Oh well, their loss. They can suffer while I enjoy those five star accommodations Chris was telling us about.
~Max, still frustrated over his departure, looks into the camera and half shrugs. He'll live. We fade out~
