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"Welcome back to another episode of Total Drama Island Revived. Last time was another double knockout as both Trent and Gwen were sent home. Gwen's elimination was even more heartbreaking as she lost to our newbie Ryan in a nail biting tiebreaker. It's clear that these players are playing at elite levels of gameplay right now. We've already lost multiple finalists and top tier players in Shawn, Gwen, Scarlett, Sierra, and even Lindsay early in the game. This game is heating up and we're moving to three teams next episode. New interactions are afoot, but the campers still need to survive this episode to make it to the top thirty."
Theme Song
With Chris and the saboteur in a non disclosable location.
"Alright, production has decided to not give you a choice today," Chris states.
"Why's that?"
"We want to have a sort of bang before we do a team shuffle."
"Alright then… what's the sabotage?"
"You can eliminate someone off the losing team of your choice IF that person has at least one vote to their name at that ceremony."
"Sounds good, Chris. Can I go now?"
"Yes. Yes you can."
"CAMPERS! It's time to wake up and get some breakfast!" Chris yells through his infamous megaphone.
Every camper groaned in frustration as they woke up. Each making their way to the Mess Hall at their own pace. Some faster, happier, or more awake than others but all were in the Mess Hall within ten minutes of the morning announcement.
"Hey Bridgette. What's wrong?" Ryan asked the depressed looking surfer girl.
"Why do you think?" She replied.
"Because Gwen went home?"
"Well yeah… but I had to choose between two people that have been so nice to me."
"Look. If it makes you feel any better, I think Gwen came out of this happy."
"What makes you say that?" She asked, her face seeming to perk up at the thought.
"Her and Trent are at least friends now. And it's not like she always enjoyed her time here."
"Yeah… I guess you're right. I just… I just wish Chris didn't do what he did and make it a double elimination."
"Yeah Chris can be a real piece of work. But we just have to stick it out and the reward will be worth it."
"I hope so. I really don't want to come all this way for nothing."
"Trust me I feel the same way. But look at the brightside, we have actual decent food today."
"Haha, yeah. Toast with butter is probably a delicacy on this island."
"So I've learned. But let's try to win this next challenge so we don't have to vote someone off again."
"Yeah… but I wouldn't mind getting rid of one of the twins over there."
"Honestly… yeah I can't blame you there haha."
Confessional, Ryan
Gwen said something funny last night. She respects me which is good, but she said that Bridgette likes me. I think she's great personally. But I've never had a girlfriend, let alone ask someone out. As much as I'm happy to hear that, it gives me one more thing I have to juggle which in this game isn't good.
Confessional, Eva
I've only ever played this game once and I didn't do that well. It doesn't take a genius to realize that with my anger in check I'm a big threat. So by that logic to dilute my threat level I need to team up with someone with an equal to even greater level of threat.
"Hey Lightning… mind if I sit here?" Eva asks the football jock.
"No not at all. Sha-Lightning thinks you're a worthy competitor."
Ignoring his stupidity. "Thank you… but I'd like to offer you an alliance." Eva stated being as direct as possible.
Pondering it for a moment Lightning responded. "I don't know. Scott kinda burned me last time and Jo burned me in season four."
"If we manage to lose again, Scott will go then it's us on the bottom. After World Tour and the Team Victory fiasco, I don't know if a team shuffle could happen. But if it does we'll have a partnership going into the new team making it better for threats like us."
"You make a fair point. Lighting will think it over."
"I don't exactly have the patience to wait, Brightening," Eva snarled, grabbing Lightning by his shirt.
"Um… Sha-Lightning has made up his mind and yeah I'll join your alliance."
"Good. Glad we could come to an agreement."
Confessional, Lightning
Lightning ain't scared by a lot of things. But she… she scares me.
Confessional, Eva
How'd this idiot make it the end in his season. He's dumber than a rock.
"Campers, you've almost made it to the top thirty. One more challenge left to go and you guys will make it to our first team shuffle of Total Drama Island Revived. Now there's clearly no way to top last challenge," Chris started, to the murmurs of agreement from the audience. "So today it's another throwback challenge! You guys are going to be testing your acting abilities to several classic comedy callings!"
The campers looked as Chris gestured to the curtains as they parted. Their look of excitement at the appearance of the electronic screen with the challenge's title quickly turned to horror when the screen suddenly changed the Cs to Ks. "CHRIS!"Leshawna shouted.
"You hold him down and I'll punch," DJ said as he and B stepped up. Cameron picked a stick from the ground and threw it with surprising pinpoint accuracy to the nether regions. As Chris fell to the ground in pain the interns hastily unplugged the screen.
"Looks like I'm going to have to take on this duty this time," Chef snarked. "It feels just like two challenges ago when I took over."
"Okay Maggots! Look, your challenge today will be going to old classic comedy sketches. The first part of the challenge is determining what sketches you guys are going to do! Run up the thousand foot cliff for your choice of supplies and scripts!"
"So what comedy do you think Chris has up there?" Courtney asked her team as they lined up for the run.
"Chris is old, so maybe something from that one show-that old show that never dies?" Sky suggested.
"Which one is that?" Dave asked.
"All of them," Duncan replied condescendingly.
Confessional, Sky
Okay I don't know much tv but even I know what it is. I just...don't know the name!
"What do you think the odds are that he'll have us do something from his childhood?" Scott asked the birds. "How old is Chris anyway?"
"Too old," Leshawna and Eva replied with a similar nod. "We just said that at the same time. We did it again! Stop it! Okay on the count of three.
One…
Two…
Total Drama Yum Yum Candy Fish Tail Egg Condors!"
Confessional, Leshawna/Eva
How did that happen? If it's happening right now I'm thinking that pixie girl cursed us or something. Dawn is scary, don't get me wrong. She gives me the heebie jeebies.
Confessional, Dawn
Not me this time! I haven't put a curse for...actually this island has a pretty strong placebo effect. I'll let you know if I'm about to get burned on the stake or something.
"Do you think we're gonna do that one tv show?" Lightning asked Brick .
"Aurora Borealis?"
"Sha-Bingo, that's the one," Lightning remarked.
"Well you're gonna have to take the lead if you do that," Brick said.
The campers looked around for the thousand foot cliff relative to their location and broke out into a sprint. The teams started off relatively close together but after about five minutes of running a clear pack of runners were racing clear ahead of the pack. Scott, Ryan, Jasmine, Jo, Alejandro, and Brick.
Alejandro arrived first claiming the bin that was titled "I love Lucy." His teammates arrived moments later to help him carry the equipment back down the hill.
Confessional, Alejandro
I Love Lucy is from Chris' day so I figured it'd give us some bonus points with him.
Confessional, Chris
I'M NOT THAT OLD!
Jasmine and Jo followed quickly behind. They looked at each other briefly and grabbed the bin of supplies titled "kg of steel vs kg of feathers." They carried it back down the hill dodging trees and other people running up the hill, however when they got to the bottom they accidently dropped it on DJ's foot.
"OW MAN. What the heck is in that thing!?" DJ yelled out.
"I don't know steel?" Jo deadpanned.
"You seriously dropped steel on my foot? That's just not cool."
"Sorry?" Jo offered.
Ryan followed quickly behind grabbing a box that only had the word Clue on it. Figuring it meant the skit about Ms. Scarlet from Clue he picked it up and ran it back down the hill. Later receiving help from Geoff. They got it backed down the hill and immediately went through the box and tried to figure out who was who.
Confessional, Geoff
I may not be smart enough to solve these sorts of mystery stuff. Last challenge proved that. But I really want to prove myself this time so hopefully the group let's me have a lead role.
Brick, Lightning, and Scott arrived grabbing the "Who's on First" skit deciding that the other possible option was a can of worms not worth opening. A lot of the Birds were happy they got a sports one but for one unlucky bookworm Lightning dropped the box as he was running down the hill letting it hit the bookworm's massive forehead.
Confessional, Noah (Zoomed in)
Back in season one I said sports weren't my forte. (Zooms out to reveal a stupid looking helmet) Well these challenges aren't my forte.
And lastly Duncan and Courtney arrived seeing that the final box was labeled "Fanfiction".
"Oh god. Can't imagine what this could be," Duncan groaned.
"I hope it's not one of those weird lemon type things," Courtney scoffed.
"I just hope it's not something that leads to either our deaths or us being sent to jail," Duncan said.
"Knowing Chris it probably is." The two picked up the box and ran back down the hill to join their team.
Confessional, Duncan
The things in fanfiction are bad enough to scar juvie birds like me for life. My cousin showed me one where I was still dating Gwen but obsessed with Courtney. Apparently I also blew up Chris' cottage. Then the island sank. Fanfiction writers are into some weird shit.
"Alright teams. You all have an hour to memorize your lines. And also at least half of your team must participate. So even if only two of you are needed. At least half of you need to be in the skit for it to count. So you better improvise!" Chris announced.
The Giraffes were already struggling with their skit not even five minutes in. They had decided upon doing Ms. Scarlett's reveal from Clue. However Katie the nominated 'murderer' did not want anything to do with it.
"I don't want to be the murderer," Katie whined. "That's like, totally not cool."
"Like yeah guys. Why can't Bridgette be the killer huh?" Sadie asked in a demanding sort of voice.
"We didn't even say you guys had to be the killer…" Ryan deadpanned.
"Oh right. Sorry guys," Sadie apologized, as Cody slapped himself in the forehead just like Sokka did during the Secret Tunnel episode of ATLA.
"So who should get each part?" Bridgette asked.
"Oooh I can be Wadsworth!" Cody said.
"Naw bro, I think I can be Wadsworth," Geoff suggested.
"Geoff I hate to burst your bubble but you kinda blew the last mystery challenge. I think Cody should do Wadsworth. And how about you be Cournoul Mustard," Bridgette suggested.
"I guess that's cool."
"I can be Ms. Scarlett, and the rest of us can be the smaller roles like Ms. White and Mr. Green," Bridgette mused.
"Yeah I'm down for that. Cody you think you can memorize Wadsworth's lines?" Ryan asked.
"Yeah definitely. You guys relax and get your lines. I'll take care of my stuff," Cody said.
Confessional, Cody
I have a really good memory. It's how I'm able to play video games all the time and pass all of my classes.
With the Horses, they were trying to figure out where they knew their scene from.
"Why is this so familiar?" Duncan asked.
"I don't know…" Dave said unsure. "But we've definitely seen this somewhere."
"Well it's got most of the names from people here… and Chef did shoot Chris with towels on our first day here," Courtney mused.
"And we were asking to get dried off," Sky continued.
"Oh no, don't tell me we're in a fanfiction," Mike cried out.
"But that's impossible, we're real people," Zoey responded.
"Maybe it's Chris thinking he's funny?" Cameron suggested.
"Who the hell knows. But it looks like we need a narrator and some people to play double roles," Courtney replied.
"Hmm. I can be Chef, and Dave can be Chris with his sarcastic humor," Duncan suggested.
"Yeah.. I guess I can do that," Dave replied, sharing a glance with Sky.
"Hmm. Mike, can you play Ryan?" Courtney asked.
"Yeah I guess I can," Mike replied.
"Cool, then Sky, Zoey, and I can play the girls mentioned here."
"Wait what about me?' Cameron questioned.
"Cameron, you get the narrator. The best role," Courtney replied.
"Well I don't know if I can do it."
"Cameron. You won Season four. You can play a narrator."
"I mean… I guess."
"You can do it Cam. We believe in you," Zoey said, trying to boost Cameron's confidence.
"Alright I'll do it."
Confessional, Cameron
If this doesn't go well. I expect it'll be me going home tonight.
With the Birds, they had to figure out how to fit half of their team into a two person skit.
"So how are we going to fit at least three people in a two person skit?" Eva asked.
"Hmmm. We could have people switch in mid way through," Brick suggested.
"No, that'd be too clunky and long winded," Leshawna replied.
"Well. Skits are meant to be funny right?" Noah asked
"Well no duh Sherlock," Scott deadpanned.
"Well. I think I have an idea that will allow us to both be funny but also get all of us in the skit."
"Well sha-tell us egghead," Lightning demanded.
"Don't call me egghead. But anyhow we all need copies of Albott's clothes."
Confessional, Eva
Either egghead is going to have us flop or we're going to be staying in that mansion tonight.
Meanwhile the Doves were struggling to figure out who had the better accent.
"Isn't this a bunch of irish people in this skit?" Jo asked.
"I don't know, but they have an accent. Anyone think they can do it?" DJ asked.
"Well we need three people to participate. And B is for sure out of this challenge," Jo said guestering to the silent giant.
B shrugged in response not really caring for Jo's comment.
"Hmm, maybe we don't have to talk in an accent," Dawn suggested.
"No, I've seen this skit. We need an accent," Jasmine replied.
"Well who should be the lead?" Dawn asked.
"Oh I can be the lead. You know why? Because I'm the best that's why!" Jo boasted.
"Sure Jo," Jasmine said, grabbing a script. "Just read over these lines and you should be good."
"Cool. You guys sort out the rest. While I study my lines to make sure we WIN this challenge."
"Yeah you do that Jo," Dawn waved her off turning to the other three.
Confessional, Dawn
Well I guess Jo's ego got the best of her. She'll be the "Village Idiot" today.
Confessional, Jo
These lines really seem weird for a lead. It's like the lead is the village idiot. But the lead is never that. Unless it's the Lego Movie. That's the only exception. I still don't know why I saw that movie. And I'll never admit that it was good… oh wait.
With the Rabbits,
"Ok so we got our roles and clothing set. But we still have one issue," Alejandro announced.
"And what's that eh?" Ezekiel asked.
"We need fishtails for the lieu of the chocolate."
"And where the heck are we going to get fishtails Alejandro?" Heather asked.
"Well I don't really wanna go fishing," Beardo said.
"Yeah. And it's not like we have the time to do that anyways," Sammy added.
"Hmm. You think Chef still keeps those fishtails from World Tour around?" Owen asked, licking his lips.
"Knowing Chris, that failed experiment may still be around," Sammy mused.
"Hmm, Heather and I will check his tent and Owen you check Chef's fridge meet back here and ten minutes. The rest of you practice your lines," Alejandro ordered.
The Rabbits split away from each other. All being cautious of Chris and Chef.
Time Skip
"Welcome back everyone to Wawanawkwa's Comedy Show. By random draw the Giraffes will be performing 's reveal from Clue. Will they succeed or will they crumble. Let's find out," Chris mused.
Cody=Wadsworth
Ryan=Green
Sadie=White
Sadie=Peacock
Bridgette=Scarlet
Geoff=Mustard
The scene opens at a fast pace. Cardboard cutouts showed doors out and away from the living room from where they were standing. A checkered black and white floor made of paper lined the stage. And the campers were dressed in clothes emulating something out of the 1960s. Already getting into the depths of the discussion of the murder. "Then there were three more murders," Cody said.
"So which of us killed them?" Ryan asked
"None of us killed Mr. Boddy, or the cook," Cody replied
"So who did?" Ryan and Sadie asked
"The one person who wasn't with us…. Yvette."
"Yvette?!" Everyone replied in shock.
"She was in the billiard room, listening to our conversation. She heard the gunshot . . . she thought he was dead. And while we all examined the bullet hole, she crept into the study, picked up the dagger . . . ran to the kitchen, and stabbed the cook. We didn't hear the cook scream because Mrs. Peacock was screaming about the "poisoned" brandy. Then, Yvette returned to the billiard room. She screamed . . . .And we all ran to her."
"Well, dude, when did she kill ?" Geoff asked, Cody glared slightly.
"When I said. We all ran to the kitchen to see the cook. Yvette hid in the study to check that Mr. Boddy was dead. He got up, and followed them down the hall, so she hit him on the head with a candlestick, and dragged him to the toilet."
"Why?" Bridgette asked.
"To create confusion!"
"It worked," Katie remarked.
"Why did she do it?" Sadie asked.
"Was it because she was acting under orders? From the person who later killed her," Cody replied.
"Who?!" Ryan asked.
"Who?!" Katie wondered.
"Who?!" Bridgette questioned.
"Was it one of her clients? Or was it a jealous wife? Or an adulterous doctor? No. It was her employer, Miss Scarlet," Cody determined,
"That's a lie!" Bridgette declared.
"Is it? You used her, the way you always used her. You killed the motorist when we split up to search the house."
"How could I have known about the secret passage?"
"Easy. Yvette told you. So when we split up again . . . you switched off the electricity. It was easy for you, here on the ground floor. Then, in the dark, you got the lead pipe and the rope, strangled Yvette, ran to the library, killed the cop, picked up the gun where Yvette dropped it, opened the front door, recognized the singing telegram from her photograph, and shot her."
"You don't have any proof."
"The gun is missing. Gentlemen, turn out your pockets. Ladies, empty your purses. Whoever has the gun is the murderer."
Most everyone did so aside from Geoff who blanked out for a moment. But all of a sudden Bridgette pulled out a fake revolver and pointed it at Cody causing everyone to gasp.
"Brilliantly worked out, Wadsworth. I congratulate you." Bridgette finished.
And the scene ended earning applause from the audience. Then the camera turned to Chris and Chef.
"Cody superb job playing Wadsworth. However Geoff you fumbled the ball a few times. And there was little acting or movement among your group so I'll give you guys a solid six out of ten," Chris decided.
"Yeah, what pretty boy said," Chef agreed.
"Alright. Birds you're up."
Albott: Brick
Costello and Assistants: Scott, Eva, Noah, Lightning
Leshawna: Leshawna
Brick: Goofé Dean. Well, let's see, we have on the bags, Who's on first, What's on second, I Don't Know is on third...
Noah: That's what I want to find out.
Brick: I say Who's on first, What's on second, I Don't Know's on third.
Noah: Are you the manager?
Brick: Yes.
Noah: You gonna be the coach too?
Brick: Yes.
Noah: And you don't know the fellows' names?
Brick: Well I should.
Noah: Well then who's on first?
Brick: Yes.
Noah: I mean the fellow's name.
Brick: Who.
Noah: The guy on first.
Brick: Who.
Noah: The first baseman.
Brick: Who.
Noah: The guy playing...
Brick: Who is on first!
Noah: I'm asking YOU who's on first.
Brick: That's the man's name.
Noah: That's who's name?
Brick: Yes.
Noah: Well go ahead and tell me.
Brick: That's it.
Noah: That's who?
Brick: Yes.
Eva Enters
Eva: Look, you gotta be a first baseman?
Brick: Certainly.
Noah: Who's playing first?
Brick: That's right.
Eva: When you pay off the first baseman every month, who gets the money?
Brick: Every dollar of it.
Noah: All I'm trying to find out is the fellow's name on first base.
Brick: Who.
Eva: The guy that gets...
Brick: That's it.
Noah: Who gets the money...
Brick: He does, every dollar. Sometimes his wife comes down and collects it.
Eva: Who's wife?
Brick: Yes.
Scott Enters
Brick: What's wrong with that?
Scott: Look, all I wanna know is when you sign up the first baseman, how does he sign his name?
Brick: Who.
Noah: The guy.
Brick: Who.
Eva: How does he sign...
Brick: That's how he signs it.
Scott: Who?
Brick: Yes.
Noah: All I'm trying to find out is what's the guy's name on first base.
Brick: No. What is on second base.
Eva: I'm not asking you who's on second.
Brick: Who's on first.
Scott: One base at a time!
Brick: Well, don't change the players around.
Noah: I'm not changing anybody!
Brick: Take it easy, buddy.
Eva: I'm only asking you, who's the guy on first base?
Brick: That's right.
Scott: Ok.
Brick: All right.
Lightning Enters
Lightning :Sha-What's the guy's name on first base?
Brick: No. What is on second.
Scott: I'm not asking you who's on second.
Brick: Who's on first.
Noah: I don't know.
Brick: He's on third, we're not talking about him.
Eva: Now how did I get on third base?
Brick: Why you mentioned his name.
Lightning: If Lightning mentioned the third baseman's name, who did Lightning say is playing third?
Brick: No. Who's playing first.
Scott: What's on first?
Brick: What's on second.
Noah: I don't know.
Brick: He's on third.
Eva: There I go, back on third again!
Lightning: Sha-would you just stay on third base and don't go off it.
Brick: All right, what do you want to know?
Scott: Now who's playing third base?
Brick: Why do you insist on putting Who on third base?
Noah: What am I putting on third.
Brick: No. What is on second.
Eva: You don't want who on second?
Brick: Who is on first.
Lightning: Lightning don't know.
All Together:Third base!
Scott: Look, you gotta outfield?
Brick: Sure.
Noah: The left fielder's name?
Brick: Why.
Eva: I just thought I'd ask you.
Brick: Well, I just thought I'd tell ya.
Lightning: Then tell Lightning who's playing left field.
Brick: Who's playing first.
Scott: I'm not... stay out of the infield! I want to know what's the guy's name in left field?
Brick: No, What is on second.
Noah: I'm not asking you who's on second.
Brick: Who's on first!
Eva: I don't know.
All together: Third base!
Lightning: The left fielder's name?
Brick: Why.
Scott: Because!
Brick: Oh, he's centerfield.
Noah: Look, You gotta pitcher on this team?
Brick: Sure.
Eva: The pitcher's name?
Brick: Tomorrow.
Lightning: You don't want to tell Lightning today?
Brick: I'm telling you now.
Scott: Then go ahead.
Brick: Tomorrow!
Noah: What time?
Brick: What time what?
Eva: What time tomorrow are you gonna tell me who's pitching?
Brick: Now listen. Who is not pitching.
Lightning: Lightning'll break your arm, you say who's on first! Lightning wants to know what's the pitcher's name?
Brick: What's on second.
Scott: I don't know.
All together: Third base!
Noah: Gotta catcher?
Brick: Certainly.
Eva: The catcher's name?
Brick: Today.
Lightning: Sha-Today, and tomorrow's pitching.
Brick: Now you've got it.
Scott: All we got is a couple of days on the team.
Noah: You know I'm a catcher too.
Brick: So they tell me.
Eva: I get behind the plate to do some fancy catching, Tomorrow's pitching on my team and a heavy hitter gets up. Now the heavy hitter bunts the ball. When he bunts the ball, me, being a good catcher, I'm gonna throw the guy out at first base. So I pick up the ball and throw it to who?
Brick: Now that's the first thing you've said right.
Lightning: Lightning don't even know what I'm talking about!
Brick: That's all you have to do.
Scott: Is to throw the ball to first base.
Brick: Yes!
Noah: Now who's got it?
Brick: Naturally.
Eva: Look, if I throw the ball to first base, somebody's gotta get it. Now who has it?
Brick: Naturally.
Lightning: Who?
Brick: Naturally.
Scott: Naturally?
Brick: Naturally.
Noah: So I pick up the ball and I throw it to Naturally.
Brick: No you don't, you throw the ball to Who.
Eva: Naturally.
Brick: That's different.
Lightning: That's what Lightning said.
Brick: You're not saying it...
Scott: I throw the ball to Naturally.
Brick: You throw it to Who.
Noah: Naturally.
Brick: That's it.
Eva: That's what I said!
Brick: You ask me.
Lightning: Lightning throw the ball to who?
Brick: Naturally.
Scott: Now you ask me.
Brick: You throw the ball to Who?
Noah: Naturally.
Brick: That's it.
Eva: Same as you! Same as YOU! I throw the ball to who. Whoever it is drops the ball and the guy runs to second. Who picks up the ball and throws it to What. What throws it to I Don't Know. I Don't Know throws it back to Tomorrow, Triple play. Another guy gets up and hits a long fly ball to Because. Why? I don't know! He's on third and I don't give a darn!
Brick: What?
Noah: I said I don't give a darn!
Brick: Oh, that's our shortstop. Now come on, practice is over and the games' beginning, I wonder what our fans are saying.
(Leshawna shows up with a phone to her head and a large supply of concessions. She's talking loudly and the coaching crew can hear her every word.)
Leshawna: Girl I just got to this game! Who's winning?! I don't know!
Everyone: THIRD BASE!
(Leshawna falls and spills condiments over everyone)
"Nice job guys. Great touch at the end. Lightning botched his lines a bit. And you guys pretending to be one person was hysterical. I'll give it an eight out of ten," Chris announced.
"It was alright. Seven out of ten," Chef decided.
"Well the Birds will be safe tonight. Next up is the Horses.
Mike, Zoey, Cameron, Dave, Sky, Duncan, Courtney.
Dave: Chris
Duncan: Chef
Mike: Ryan
Courtney: Gwen
Sky: Jasmine
Zoey: Dakota/Harold
Cameron: Narration
As the stage lights lit up, it could be seen that blue paper lined the stage making the wooden stage appear as though it were the dock. The actors were dressed as best as they could to look like their counterparts. Even Duncan wore a Chef hat to further emphasize that he was Chef.
"The fifty one contestants made it aboard. It only took a quick headcount from resident nerd Harold to announce that fact straight up," Cameron narrated.
"Hey where did Blaineley go?" Zoey asked.
"Glad you asked ...not," Dave snarked. "Since she's a big celebrity, not a huge celebrity like me but still respectable, she had other commitments. And since Total Drama is a big thing around here, we ran a sweepstakes to have one hapless fan join you all."
"The contestants all turned to the dock of shame as Chris held his arms out in excitement. A black sneaker stepped onto the dock and it was clear that the new contestant was some kind of jock. He had short cropped hair and a red button up flannel over his rather modest brown cargo pants. "Uhh, 'sup," the contestant said."
"I'm Ryan, I won the sweepstakes to be on the show." Mike announced unsure of himself.
"The competition mustn't have been tough for a guy like you to get on," Courtney spoke loudly. Several harsh glares went her way but she was unrepentant.
Mike attempted a retort but was cut off with a bucket of water splashing all over his head. He turned to Dave with a blank look on his face. "It's not going to be fair if the rookie doesn't get splashed, we don't want to show favoritism, do we?"
"Hasn't stopped you before," Courtney spoke up. "Welcome to the game Ryan," she said amicably but hesitantly.
"Alright your luggage is being dropped right about now," Dave said. "But before we can have you all dry off we have a couple of matters to take care of."
"Welcome everyone to Total Drama Island Revived, here we are on the recently cleaned and slightly fixed up Camp Wawanakwa! This season will be the biggest yet, with fifty-one returning campers and one new one representing the fans out there to boot. This season will have many different twists and turns, more than any season has ever had, I would reveal them now but where would be the fun in that, welcome everyone to the hottest reality T.V. show ever, Total Drama Island Revived," Dave announced to the camera.
"Can we get dried off now?" Courtney asked bluntly.
"Not so fast, we are on a schedule! So we've got five teams to divvy out so let's-"
"Get dried first?" Sky asked.
"No, let's get our teams through since you all are ready to fight for the million dollars! The-"
"Campers who just want to get dried?" Zoey asked impatiently.
"Alright Fine!" Dave shouted, clearly impatient. "Chef," he spoke into his walkie-talkie, "Fire off the towels."
Duncan looked from his perch at the dock of shame and rolled his eyes. Barely heaving a breath he grabbed the massive cannon from below him and fired ten towels blindly. After firing some of them gently to the actors, they all found the real Chris and took aim.
Chris screamed from off stage as he dove behind a curtain. "NOT AGAIN YOU NITWITS!"
"AT THE CONTESTANTS NOT ME!" Dave yelled, under a streak of blue light to indicate that he 'fell' in the water.
"Pretty boy needs to earn his stripes. It would be unfair to show favoritism to the host and not the contestants, wouldn't it?" Duncan spoke to the audience with an aside glance.
"Sorry Chris!" Duncan shouted as he walked carrying a pile of towels in his arms. "The towel gun jammed after I hit you too much."
"Whatever," Dave griped.
A short pause followed the performance, before the audience began to clap and the Horses' took a bow.
"Superb. However Dave, you could've been a way better version of me, however this was very spot on so overall Chef and I have agreed to give you seven out of ten points."
The Horses' high fived as they walked off the stage.
Confessional, Cameron
That was actually kinda fun. Maybe I should go into narration sometime.
Chris took his place on stage. "Last but not least, we have our Rabbits performing a composite scene from the classic episode Job Switching from dear old I Love Lucy!"
A light smattering of applause came from the audience as the curtains opened to a stage split in half. "I'm not sure what those girls think!" Ezekiel said in character as Ricky. "This housework sure is easy as pie eh."
"Right you are Ricky," Beardo responded as Fred. The two exchanged in banter as Beardo set up an iron. "Oh Zeke- I mean Ricky, can you take care of tonight's chicken?"
"Of course," Zeke said cockily.
With a bit of swagger he opened the oven and was greeted with a roar of flames. Too burnt up and discombobulated to say his next line, Beardo grabbed rice and threw it over Zeke's toque, which was up like a wick. Hesitantly Beardo resumed his role and held up a shirt with a hole burnt through it. "Oh dear, I sure hope Lucy and Ethel are doing fine at their job."
The spotlights focused on the other side of the split stage where Ella (in character as Ethel) and Sammy (In character as Lucy) sat on one side of a conveyor belt prop. Just off screen, Owen prepared the bucket of Total Drama Yum-Yum Happy Go time Candied fishtails for the scene. As he looked hungrily at them Heather stormed on stage.
"LADIES THIS IS YOUR LAST SHOT!" Heather barked in character as the boss. She hit the wall where the conveyor belt prop extruded from and left summarily.
"What are you doing here Ethel?" Sammy asked.
"I got kicked off of the filling station, what about you Lucy?" Ella asked in a tired voice.
"The packaging station kicked me out, and it was either this or janitorial duties," Sammy replied. "Well, a job is a job."
"Alright ladies!" Heather announced as she strode in the room. "The Total Drama yum yum happy go time candied fishtails will go out that hole and will travel along this conveyor belt through that hole. You have to grab them and package them. If any total drama yum yum happy go time candied fishtails go through that hole without a package, you can kiss your sorry butts goodbye!"
Sammy and Ella fearfully nodded and looked to the right. "LET 'ER ROLL!"
The conveyor belt started as Heather left the room. Sammy and Ella waited earnestly for the fishtails to roll through and slowly but surely they trickled down. Much like the iconic scene Ella and Sammy put the fish tails in cartons as they rolled down. "Huh, this is easy," Sammy said.
Ella and Sammy exchanged a smile as they continued with their skit. As they continued placing the tails in the cartons, they realized that contrary to the iconic scene, the chocolates were not speeding up. Panicked, Ella and Sammy pooled the chocolate together once it built up and shunted them to the side, throwing what little they could to the side and up on the ceiling and in their hats. The conveyor belt stopped and Heather walked in the room.
"My ladies, what a wonderful job you're doing," Heather barked. "SPEED IT UP A LITTLE!"
AS she shouted, she left, and the conveyor belt started. To their confusion no fish tails rolled out of the conveyor belt. As Sammy looked up the conveyor belt's entry she climbed onto the belt to see if she could clear the blockage. "Owen," she whispered. "Owen!"
Off stage, Owen had finished the last of the fishtails when Sammy called for him. "Huh?" Owen called out. He looked over the hole where the fish tails were supposed to fall and got himself stuck in the hopper. While he strained to get loose Alejandro, underneath and controlling the speed of the conveyor, increased the speed. Sammy got on the belt to figure out the blockage.
In an instant a blond mass flew from the conveyor belt onto the opposite wall as the conveyor belt malfunctioned. The cheerleader jumped up in fear as flames danced dangerously close to her and singed her dress.
"CUT CUT!" Alejandro called as he escaped from the underside of the conveyor belt.
"Wow," Chef started. "How am I supposed to sell the rest of the expired backlog of them now?! 1 point because at least the fire looks right!"
Confessional, Sammy
Aww come on, how am I supposed to get this out of my clothes?! Cheerleading isn't cheap nowadays!
"Right," Chris said, coughing away the smoke. "Once our interns finish up that mistake- we'll have the doves asking a rather important question...it doesn't need anything else does it? Good."
Chris hastily made his way off stage and ceded his way to the Doves. "Uhh Chris?" DJasked. "Can we have another minute or two?"
"What is it now?" the host grumbled.
"This," DJ said bluntly. He held up a bag of flaming props. "The Rabbits' fire is still out of control, Dawn's trying to get it settled."
A brief cut went to the burning fires as animals and a wild assortment of props flew. Jo ducked as a fire spread to her feet and she dove under a swinging light. A bird flew from the catwalk carrying a bucket of water that spilled over Jo and the embers slowly cooled. "Ask him for five minutes!" Jo shouted.
"Make it five?" DJ begged meekly.
Chris was about to deny them when a bird flew over his head carrying a lit part of the stage. "Okay! Just get it under control!"
Confessional, Jo
(Covered in feathers) The things we do for a million dollars. And I don't even know if we got
"Okay that looks like it's under control. Why did we even have a faulty conveyor belt anyway?" Chris asked an intern.
After the intern shrugged Chris turned to the Mic and Chef. "The stage is all for the Doves!"
Jasmine (in a bad australian and irish accent): I've got a question for you. What's heavier, a kilogram of steel, or a kilogram of feathers?
(Ticking sound effect before Jo interjects)
Jo (in an equally bad accent): That's right, it's a kilogram of steel. Because steel is heavier than feathers.
(Jasmine turns to Jo with a bemused look and tells her something inaudible)
Jo, concerned: What do you mean?
Jasmine: They're both a kilogram.
Jo: ...but steel's heavier than feathers.
Jasmine: I know. But they're both a kilogram.
(Jo looks at Jasmine with a bewildered look on her face)
Jo: what..?
(Dj and B wheel out a scale with giant props. They put the kilogram of steel on one side and the kilogram of feathers on the other. It balances)
Jo, standing in front of the scale: That doesn't prove anything, I- Steel's heavier than feathers.
Dj: I know, but look. They're both a kilogram, right? So they're the same! (B agrees)
Jo: Can anyone look at the size of that, that's cheating!
Jasmine: No, Jo, they're the same weight!
Jo: ...damn it, but steel's heavier than feathers-HERE!
(She pulls Dawn from the floorboards, who drops a rat
Jo: Fairy! Go on and tell them.
Dawn: They're right. They're both a kilogram.
Jo: Oh, no! Not you, ROGER!
Dawn: Fred, what is it you don't get? Their weight is the same, the size kinda doesn't matter.
Jo, frustrated: God, I don't-
Jasmine, quietly: Are you alright?
Jo: I don't get it.
Jasmine: It's alright.
Dj: Hey, don't worry about it...
Jo, softly: I don't get it…
(The stage lights go out slowly and dramatically)
"Wow," Chef said rather placidly. "All that waiting and that's it?! I've waited longer for bigger shitshows! But it was better than the rabbits so you get three points. That means the pansy eating rabbits are up for elimination! Except for Alejandro and Heather. Thank you for doing Miss Ball some dang justice!"
"Wait Chef we aren't giving them immunity!" Chris shouted from the sidelines.
"My challenge, I do what I want," the chef grumbled.
Confessional, Ezekiel
Gee, I didn't think us trashing his entire supply of those weird fish tails would put him in this bad mood. I wonder if it would be better if we scrounged up something good for him.
Following the Rabbits most recent loss. Alejandro was sitting pretty with immunity but, his biggest threat right now was vulnerable so what better time than now to get rid of her.
"Owen my lovable friend," Alejandro greeted the fat boy.
"Oh hey, Al." Alejandro winced in response.
"I think we both know what I'm here for so I'll make this quick. How do you feel about Sammy?"
"I like her. She's nice and all. But I don't really want to vote for her since her and Geoff just got together."
"I understand your hesitation, Owen. But if those two manage to get on the same team it'll be bad for all of us."
"How do you mean?"
"Sammy is close to Ella and was close with Sadie and Katie. And Geoff from what I gather is close with Ryan, Cody and Bridgette. And those three were close with Ezekiel and Beardo. That's an alliance of ten in a game with thirty-one players left."
"I see what you mean. I'd love to win again but I don't know if I want to sacrifice my friendships for that goal."
"Owen. It's not like they won't see each other again. And perhaps being out of this game could be good. The money drove a wedge between Heather and I. What's stopping that from happening to them?"
"You do make a point…"
"Trust me. It's for the best."
"Alright. I'll vote for Sammy tonight."
'I appreciate it Owen.
Confessional, Alejandro
The fact that I actually had to try with him either means I'm losing my touch or he's gotten better. Maybe I should dump the big oaf sooner than expected. Especially if he's getting smarter. Hopefully Heather can persuade Ezekiel to our side.
Speaking of Season one's notorious villain. She was tracking down Ezekiel to gain his vote. Eventually finding him sitting on the cabin porch.
"Ezekiel. Just the man I was looking for."
"You were looking for me eh?" Ezekiel asked, confused.
"Yeah. You're one of my favs on this island."
"Even after I threw the money you won on Season three off the cliff?" Heather's eye twitched slightly at the mention of World Tour's finale.
"Y-yeah. I just really like how you've bettered yourself. It's inspiring really."
"I appreciate that eh."
"Anyways. I was hoping to gain your vote tonight, in perhaps voting Sammy."
"Social, athletic, and has an alliance eh. I'd hate to see her go though."
"I know that you more than anyone wants to win. This may be our last shot to eliminate her. We may as well take it now."
"You do have a point. I'll think it over eh."
"Of course. As any smart gameplayer should do.
Confessional, Ezekiel
Even though Heather has a point here. I think I'm going to listen to Beardo on this one eh. I think the term is a swing vote eh. And I think that's what I am tonight.
Speaking of Beardo. The human soundboard was speaking with the aforementioned Sammy about the vote tonight.
"Hey Beardo. I wanted to talk to you about voting Owen tonight."
"I'm all ears. There's no one I really want to vote out tonight."
"As much as we all like Owen. That's the main reason he won Season one. His likability. That and Alejandro seems to have him in his pocket."
"I guess you're right. You know I'm not voting Zeke. And I'd prefer to not vote for you."
"Yeah I know, That challenge really screwed us. But Owen is the logical boot here given our choices."
"Totally. I guess with such limited options, Owen is what's left. Guess another winner is leaving tonight."
Elimination Ceremony
"Welcome back Rabbits to another Elimination Ceremony. Today Alejandro, Heather, and Ella all gained immunity in the challenge. As today is the last day for these five teams. Today one of you will walk the boat of losers and may or may not return down the line. We'll see. But anyways obviously, Alejandro, Heather and Ella are safe."
Also safe are… Ezekiel."
"... and Beardo."
"Sammy and Owen, you both received votes tonight. However the saboteur tonight will make the final ultimate decision on who is eliminated tonight between the two of you."
Owen and Sammy both gasped in horror. Their fate would be decided by the person who has single handedly eliminated multiple players already from the game. They did not want to be the next to fall.
Chef rolled a T.V. into a view that sat on a stand like you see in Elementary school classrooms. Chris hit a button on a remote which sent the T.V. into static before the infamous black figure with their distorted voice appeared.
"You both are major social threats. One of you is here for redemption, the other… for who knows why. But ultimately one of you here has already won a season. Like Shawn before you… Owen I'm eliminating you tonight." The saboteur stated as the T.V. cut back to static.
"Well Owen, as much as it'll be sad to see our first winner go. You gotta walk man."
"Well guys… it was fun while it lasted," Owen said, tearing up slightly as he slowly walked the dock of shame..
"You'll be missed Owen," Ella replied.
"You are one of the nicest guys here eh. Don't forget that." Ezekiel shouted.
"Thanks guys that means a lot. Wish you guys the best, and beat that saboteur for me," Owen shouted back.
"Will do, Owen," Beardo replied.
"And yet again another finalist and winner gets eliminated. The game is heating up and more than ever players we wouldn't expect to do well are playing some of the best games here. These campers are dropping like flies in this game and it's hard to tell who has the upper hand right now, but we'll have to find out on the next episode of Total Drama Island Revived."
Votes
Owen: I don't really know who to vote for. Alejandro told me Sammy so I guess her.
Sammy: As much as it pains me I gotta vote Owen since the other two are immune.
Ella: The beautiful boy that is Owen is who I vote for.
Alejandro: Sammy and her girls alliance is going down
Heather: I vote Sammy since that pest Ella is immune
Ezekiel: I ain't making the same mistake twice eh. I like Owen but we need to weaken Al and Heather.
Beardo: I sadly vote Owen, wha wha wha.
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. And again feel free to contact me about this new series. Cast lists are on Reddit and I do have a server for this series which is… https(colon)(backslash)(backslash) (backslash)KaQHNqA.
I hope you all join.
52nd: Harold, (vote 6-5 in favor of Harold)
51st: Sierra (vote 6-5 Sierra received second most)
50th: Staci (9-1)
49th: Max (9-1)
48th: Jo (4-3-2-1) Returned
48th: Leonard (5-5, enough votes were canceled to send Leonard home over Scarlett)s
47th: Rodney (6-3)
46th: Shawn (8-1, in favor of Scott but Scott played an idol)
45th: Topher (7-2-1)
44rd: Lindsay (6-5)
43nd: Amy (9-1)
42st: Dakota (Vote 5-2-1 Dakota received most votes)
41th Beth (Vote 5-2-1 Beth received second most)
40th Tyler (6-2-1)
39th Scarlett (3-3, votes null saboteur eliminated Scarlett)
38th Sam (4-1)
37th Izzy (3-3-2 Nomination vote, Izzy was selected by saboteur to go)
36th Sugar (4-2-1)
35th Anne Maria (4-2-1-1)
34th Justin (4-2-2)
33rd Trent (5-4-4-2. Received most votes)
32nd Gwen (5-4-4-2. Lost tie breaker to Ryan)
31st Owen (4-3, Saboteur chose to send Owen home over Sammy.)
Teams
Rabid Rabbits: Beardo, Ezekiel, Sammy, Alejandro, Heather, Ella.
Heckling Horses: Mike, Zoey, Cameron, Dave, Sky, Duncan, Courtney.
Dopey Doves: B, Dawn, D.J., Jasmine, Jo.
Burling Birds: Brick, Scott, Leshawna, Noah, Lightning, Eva.
Gambling Giraffes: Sadie, Katie, Cody, Ryan, Bridgette, Geoff