Here for episode 2! To answer Princess Watterson's review, the Ridonculous Race spin-off series will remain the same as canon. I have no plans to edit or tamper with that. Like I said, update schedule is gonna be rough. I'm starting this on July 29th, so whenever I post this will tell you how shitty my schedule is lol. Starting in August I got a BUNCH of college and summer work stuff to do. But for now, let's get on with the show!
The episode opened in the blistering hot desert, with Sam nearing the point of collapse on his carpet with Brick holding him up.
"Welcome back! Last episode, we brought back 20 teens to compete for another million dollars. This episode will decide who's the first to go home. For your challenge, you must assemble drag-racing cars and take your cars through Route 66, while dodging obstacles along the way. Your final destination is the Phoenix airport, the ENTIRE team must board the TD Jumbo Jet to finish. Obviously, first team back gets first class and the last team to arrive will be sending someone packing on our way to destination number two. Your cars are waiting to be assembled, go go GO!" Chris barked, sparking a jolt of movement from each team.
CONFESSIONAL: Courtney
"Another car building challenge, great. And Owen's here again, even greater. And Gwen. It's been 2 years and I've moved on from Duncan, but I don't know how to feel towards her. Part of me still despises gothy but the other part knows that's in the past and to win this year I need to move on from my Gwen vendetta."
END CONFESSIONAL
"Alright people, let's move it! Lightning, get the chassis in place, Leshawna, Owen, grab the seats. Ella, find all the small odds and ends like the wheel and shifter. Gwen, deal with the tires. Noah, I want you on everything technical. I'll be here to help wherever needed." ordered Courtney, sounding less arrogant and bossy, but more like a leader.
"Woah, who died and made you leader?" Leshawna questioned.
"No one, but I was the reason the Grips nearly won the heist challenge in Action, and none of you were there for that challenge, besides Owen (she glared at him), I think it's the most logical choice."
"This IS a challenge where a leader is somewhat required, although I'd prefer to be leader, but Courtney can have it. If we lose, we know who to boot, right?" Noah brought up, swaying Leshawna and Gwen's opinions.
"You gotta point Bookworm, let's get movin'!"
"Uh, there's a lot of parts here eh?" said Zeke with an air of confusion.
"Yea, but it's actually pretty simple to put together." put Dave matter-o-factly.
"Really, you know how to deal with cars? Mate, I thought you were a germaphobe." Jasmine countered.
"Mhm, back in Nova Scotia, I work for my uncle in his garage. I'm just making sure I'm clean 24/7. I know how to put a car together, I'm just not touching any of the fluids or anything dirty."
"Fair enough, whadda we have to do?" asked the Australian.
"Okay, I want you to assemble to chassis since you're the strongest, Brick work on the interior, Sam work on anything electronic..."
"You two," Dave pointed at Ezekiel and Amy. "What are you good at with cars?"
"I'm okay with wheels eh. Lots of experience dealing with tires on the farm." replied the farm boy.
"Perfect, work on that. Amy? We never really talked in Pahkitew, what can you do besides boss your sister around?"
"Uhh, first of all the disrespect is un-fucking-necessary. Second, I can totally like, install hardware or whatever. Daddy makes me work with him at the hardware store."
"Well that's something, get to work with whatever Sam needs help with on the interior."
With Dave's instructions, the slightly less well-oiled machine of Team Chaos went into work, trying to catch up with Omega.
"Does anyone know what I'm supposed to do with these?" asked the Daddy's girl, holding up the lugnuts.
"Don't lose those! Those are the tire holder-thingies!" Lindsay shrieked.
"You know how to build cars?" questioned a shocked Sky.
"Yea! It's kinda like building bikes, and I built two in season 1! Plus, I was the main builder during the heist challenge from season 2! I'm like an expert."
"Lindsay's in charge, any objections?" Trent asked the group, to a whopping no responses.
"Let's get building!" Sky shouted, and all three teams were off.
A montage ensued, showing the progress and failures of each team, including sabotages from Chef and Chris. Chef intentionally slashed Inferno's tires, Chris melted part of Chaos' chassis, and both Chef and Chris loaded a 400 pound fridge into the back of Omega's car. The montage concluded shortly after.
"DONE!" Courtney loudly exclaimed, earning a chorus of groans from the other teams.
"And Team Omega is the first to finish their car! Here's a GPS with directions to the airport, and here are your prizes for coming in first."
Chris handed Noah some spikes, Leshawna a t-shirt cannon, and Chef equipped their car with nitro.
"Omega, get to the airport. You'll have to deal with obstacles along the way, mostly interns and Chef. Oh, almost forgot, we took the license plates off some stolen cars, so the cops might be after you for some reason, idk. Good luck!"
Courtney hopped in the driver's seat to no objection, with Lightning riding shotgun, Ella, Leshawna, and Gwen in the middle row, and Noah and Owen in the truck, spikes and t-shirt cannon at the ready. As Omega sped off, another car roared to life.
"Team Chaos in second! Not bad for being short-handed. You also get the GPS, and here is your reward for second place."
Chris dropped a t-shirt cannon into Brick's hands.
"Now, be gone with you, you have a car to catch up with."
With that, Chaos loaded into their car.
"I'll drive, I have the 7th fastest time globally in Forza Horizon 3, hahaha." Sam said to no objection.
Jasmine took shotgun because of her size, Dave and Zeke took the middle, but there was a small dispute going on outside.
"Amy, I think it's in our best interests that I sit in the trunk and shoot. I'm the only one here with former military training and I'm therefore a perfect fit." Brick explained.
"But I want to shoot!" Amy whined.
"No one cares! Get in the car!" barked the rest of the team.
"Fine! But if you see Spare-me, I get to shoot."
"Depending on the situation, that may be able to happen." Brick said.
Chaos sped off once Amy and Brick got in the car, leaving a disheveled Inferno in last place.
CONFESSIONAL: Sky
"I know my team isn't the best in the world but how are we last place bad? At least Lindsay and Scott know what they're doing, and Trent and I are being somewhat helpful. Samey is being too timid, Dawn is too frail, and Dakota seems to not give a fuck. It's frustrating! And to think, I could've been on Team Omega with Lightning and the others if I hadn't saved Dave. Stupid show!"
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"Dakota, we could really use a set of hands over here." motioned Lindsay towards the seats that were being installed.
"But I haven't finished taking pictures out here!" Dakota whined. "How will my fans know where I am and how hot I am if they don't see me everywhere I go?"
"I get wanting to show off that you're hot, but we're in last place, the other two teams left half an hour ago, we need to go and you're holding us up!"
"oKAY! Geez."
Dakota sulked over to the car and helped Trent and Samey finish installing the seats, completing the car in the process.
"Thanks guys, you did great." Trent said, looking at Samey the whole time.
"Save it loverboy, we gotta go!" Scott reasoned, leading Inferno to Chris.
"Inferno! You're in last place. But there's still time for you to catch up. You don't get any rewards unfortunately, but here's the GPS for you guys, and because I don't wanna leave you defenseless. So here's this!" Chris said as he threw a slingshot to Trent.
"Gee, how kind." Trent deadpanned.
"Now, shut up and go! Omega is already halfway there and Chaos is right on their tail. Good luck!"
Scott jumped in the driver's seat with Dakota riding shotgun. Dawn, Samey, and Trent took the middle row, and Lindsay and Sky took the trunk, speeding off with Scott's hillbilly driving style giving them a genuine shot in the race.
As Omega raced ahead, Chris and Chef caught up to them with the chopper.
"We have a lot of surprises in store for our contestants. Chef, you know what to do."
Chef suddenly jumped from the chopper with a parachute and landed onto a waiting hoverboard, armed with explosive arrows. Chef began raining down arrows on both Omega and a trailing Chaos.
"SINCE FUCKING WHEN DID YOU MANUFACTURE EXPLODING FUCKING ARROWS?!" Gwen shouted from the window.
"THEY GAVE US AN INCREASED BUDGET THIS YEAR TO DRUM UP MORE REVENUE!" screamed Chris through his megaphone. "WITH THAT INCREASED BUDGET, WE HIRED HIGH TECH SCIENTISTS TO MAKE OUR CHALLENGES HARDER! CHEF, LIGHT EM UP!"
Chef nodded and began swerving on his hoverboard and firing at Omega's car. Courtney, however, predicted the arrows well enough to avoid any minor explosions. The camera honed in on Chef when his headset crackled with Chris's voice.
"HEY STORMTROOPER! YOU WANNA HIT THE CARS?" Chef fired an arrow at the chopper in retaliation "YEESH DUDE! IT WAS A JOKE!"
The camera jump cut to Inferno's car, which was literally buckling with how fast Scott was driving.
"Hey Scott, I'd let you know that I'm prone to car sickness when I'm in the back, AND WHEN WE'RE GOING 100 MILES AN HOUR!" Sky screamed
"I'm not even going that fast you big baby, I'm only going- nevermind I'm doing 130 YOUR SICKNESS IS UNDERSTANDABLE!"
As Inferno raced along, a t-shirt came flying towards there windshield and stuck to it.
"What the fuck? WHY DIDN"T WE GET A CANNON?"
"Cuz you're in last place, dirt-head! Good shot Seargant Brickhead!"
"Thank you Amy, though I'd rather you call me something else."
"Brick, go for his wheels! I've played enough GTA to know that getting your wheels messed up is more important than not being able to see."
"Good eye soldier, it's a shame we kicked you off so early in ROTI."
Brick fired a shirt at Inferno's wheels, causing Scott to violently spin them out. Just as Brick and Chaos as a whole were celebrating, Chef fired an arrow directly into their engine, frying it and slowing them down immediately.
"Guys, Chef hit the engine! We're screwed!"
"Don't worry Sam, we can figure it out mate! Dave, come tell me what's wrong and I'll fix it up, ay?"
"Sounds good."
Meanwhile, Omega was flying ahead with Leshawna looking down at the GPS.
"Yo, CIT! We're 90% done with this race thing, but we ain't even used the spike strips! Pull over."
"What for?"
"Courtney, if we place down these spike strips we can decide who loses! Wouldn't you want to be responsible for eliminating the first person?" Noah deviously pointed out, playing into Courtney's Action side.
"Good point."
Courtney pulled over to the side of the road and Owen and Noah hopped out of the trunk, spike strips in hand. They laid all 3 diagonally across the road to ensure maximum coverage.
"Perfect, those losers won't know what sha-hit them!"
"Haha! Lightning said shit." Owen started belly-laughing.
"You're so juvenile sometimes big guy."
"And you never made the merge."
"OWEN, SHA-BURN!"
"Are we done being idiots? This is like the Killer Grips all over again. Let's move people, first class here we come!"
Omega raced on to claim their golden glory while Chaos was still working on fixing their motor.
"Jazz, connect that pipe there, and tighten that socket. That should fix us up."
While Jasmine was working with Dave, Sam was sweating in the front, and Brick was loyally standing to help them, Amy was talking to Zeke in the back.
"Look loser, you lost first in both your seasons. I lost fifth. Therefore, you should join an alliance with me."
"Uh, why eh?"
"Think about it like this. You're the weakest member of our team. That's not mean, that's true. But if you're with me, and we can prove useful, or better, split the vote, we can stave off elimination. Jasmine's gonna be gunning for me, and Brick will too because he was there when I kicked Spare-me out of first class, Sam and Dave could reasonably go for you. If we combine votes for like, Jasmine, or something, we'll have a three-way tiebreaker and then we can team up in the tie-breaker! It's fool-proof. Better yet, we could convince Sam and Dave to target Jasmine because she's a strong player. How about it?"
"You drive a hard bargain eh. I have to think aboot it. A lot could happen."
"I understand that, but remember if you ever need an ally, I'm here."
CONFESSIONAL: Ezekiel
"I'm a little nervous about maybe joining Sameh's alliance, eh? I thought she was just some mean boosy girl, but she seems very strategistical. I do kinda need an ally thoough, with not having the best reputation after Total Dramah Island..."
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CONFESSIONAL: Amy
"That little loser needs to join my alliance like, NOW! If I don't get him, I'm screwed! Everyone else on this either doesn't like me or somehow has a girlfriend that's hotter than me. I'm not gonna be the first person eliminated, mark my words!"
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Inferno's car flew past Chaos, knocking Zeke's toque off his head.
"Oh no, they're in the LEED! Jasmine, is the car fixed, eh?"
The car sputtered to life, and hummed alive and beautifully.
"FUCK YEA! Let's GO GO GO!"
Everyone loaded back into the car while Sam started revving the engine/
"This car feels reinvigorated. Let's ride!"
Sam slammed on the gas and started flying, easily going 300.
"Woah! Team Inferno, seemingly out of the race, has now basically got their own nitro! Chef, good shot. And now, here comes our first team! Congratulations, Team Omega, you guys win and have earned first-class privileges. Also, this season we're naming an MVP from each winning team for as long as we have teams before the merge. The first post-merge challenge will give advantages to players who collected the most MVPs during team challenges. The MVP today, Courtney. The leader who helped you successfully assemble your car and was an excellent driver, she was the clear choice, with Leshawna a runner-up for that spike strip idea."
"Wait wait, woah, hold the sha-phone, why was Lightning not considered for the MVP award? I've won every MVP I ever qualified for! I even won it my rookie year in the league!"
"Well Lightning, you didn't do enough to qualify. Hell, only Courtney, Leshawna, Owen, and Noah qualified. Sorry."
"This is a sha-outrage!"
"There's a 48 oz New York Strip steak in first class with your name on it."
"Sha-meat! Thanks Chris! But that doesn't mean I sha-forgive you."
"Whatever, you nutcase... the rest of you can go to first class and enjoy luxury, or stay here and watch who loses."
Everyone except for Courtney elected to go to first class.
"And the MVP stays to prove how much more valuable she is. Let's see how our last two teams are doing."
Chris's GPS showed Chaos racing along, but only 45% of the way through, while Inferno was at around 90%, with the camera honing in on Inferno.
"Scott, what's that?!"
"Something I can't avoid cuz I'm trying not to kill us! Hold tight!"
Inferno's car buckled and had their tires shredded, miraculously not flipping over and killing everyone inside, but rather skidded to an abrupt halt.
"Dammit! Who the fuck got spike strips?"
"Not the time Scott, we need to move! Omega's done, they probably got it."
"Thanks for the warning, lover boy."
"Our only choice is to push the car, we don't want to potentially get penalized."
"Why would Chet need us to bring the car across the line."
"Chris, Lindsay. And who knows. He let Dave and Jasmine try to kill me and Shawn, so apparently anything goes."
Dawn got into the driver's seat to steer, Sky and Scott womanned and manned the rear, with Trent and Samey taking the corners and Lindsay doing her best, with Dakota not trying.
CONFESSIONAL: Scott
"I need that idol, NOW! There isn't anyone bad on it, also no enemies... but that's the problem! I need someone to deflect blame to, yknow, make it seem like I'm not at fault. Ever. And I know they're gonna target me, I'm the only villain! Dakota and Lindsay are dumbass blondes, Samey is a wimp, Trent's a bigger wimp. Sky's a threat but she's 'friendly' or whatever so they're gonna keep her. And Dawn, she's sympathetic to me and also... kinda hot... BUT besides the point, she's my only ally. I'm gonna find that idol. The Scottmeister, escaping elimination a second time! HAHAHA- ugha ghhhh rehhghhh *ptew* what the FUCK?! A rat in my mouth? REALLY?!"
END CONFESSIONAL
The camera cut and Inferno was 500 feet from the finish line, in earshot of a megaphoned Chris.
"CONGRATULATIONS INFERNO! YOU'RE NOT IN LAST! YET! IF YOU ABANDON THAT CAR, YOU'RE FUCKED! JUST SO YOU KNOW, CHAOS IS TRAVELING AT 6% A MINUTE, AND ARE 88% DONE! FOR YOU DUMBASSES OUT THERE, YOU HAVE 2 MINUTES!"
"How in the fuck are they going that fast? I thought Omega got the nitro."
"YEA WELL, CHEF SHOT AN EXPLODING ARROW INTO THEIR ENGINE, AND WHEN DAVE AND JASMINE FIXED IT, THEY ACCIDENTALLY MADE THEIR OWN NITRO!"
"Great. Just fucking wonderful."
"Don't worry Trent, your aura is reading green. You'll be okay."
CONFESSIONAL: Trent
"Look, Gwen and I were together for a long time and she was pretty alternative. I thought I got used to weird being on this show. That's a new kind, dude."
END CONFESSIONAL
"Dakota, stop taking breaks! If we lose, you're so dead!"
"Cool it Olympian! This is hurting my nailssssss!"
The rest of Inferno kept pushing the car and, as Dawn and Lindsay stepped over the line, an engine was heard from down the lane.
"What in the- PUSH HARDER!"
But Sky's cries were in vain, as Chaos hurtled through the finish line and came to sizzling stop.
"Did we win?"
"Yes, Jasmine. Thanks for ruining my grand revelation. Kinda-congratulations to Team Omega, you're stuck in not winner not loser purgatory. If there was an MVP for your team, it would have been Sam or Jasmine. Have fun in loser class with the actual losers, Team Inferno! With only Dawn and Lindsay across the line, you guys lose. You have to vote someone off."
"Wonder-fucking-ful. Thanks, Dakota! I knew there was a reason we voted you second. Would've gone first if Staci wasn't annoying..."
"Hey, lay off my friend Danielle! That's not nice."
"Shut up and meet me in the elimination room. Everyone."
In the elimination room were the original stand, bleachers, and tray of vomit-bag peanuts. Newly added were two peanut gallery stands, one containing Omega and one containing Chaos.
"Like the peanut gallery? The reviews from All-Stars were obviously terrible but one bright spot was the peanut gallery to watch eliminations. People seemed to like it. Little design note, yknow, small stuff small stuff... OKAY voting! Since no one here remembers how it works, including Lindsay who almost made merge in volume 1 of World Tour, here's an explanation: Inside the voting room are 7 passports, one with each person's face on it. There is a stamper in there, you can use it to stamp ONE, and I mean ONE persons passport to vote for them. If you stamp more than one person's passport, I will consider it a vote for yourself. You also can vote for yourself if for some reason you want to. Now go!"
A quick commercial cut goes to not reveal the votes
"Alright, we have our votes, let's do a slow burn of those who are safe. Lindsay, Dawn, Trent, Samey. You all received no votes, and are therefore live another episode."
Chris threw bags at all 4 of them, Lindsay's hitting her face, Sammy's landing off her chest, Dawn's landing softly in her lap, and Trent's hitting off of him and getting a peanut lodged in his guitar's hole.
"Aw, dude! That's gonna take forever to get out."
"Not my problem, just my enjoyment. Now, receiving only one vote...
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Sky. You're safe. Anyone in the peanut gallery surprised?"
"Surprised she didn't get eliminated..." Dave muttered.
"Oh save the snark, I was the best girlfriend you had, and the best you'd ever get. Give me my peanuts."
"Alright then, take your peanuts, you fucking psycho..."
"That leaves us with just Scott, the dirt-throwing farmer who placed 4th in his debut season and 3rd in his follow-up, a strong contender who's eliminated at least 5 members of his own team and skirted by elimination with the idol. And then there's Dakota, the fame-hungry diva who got eliminated in episode two of her debut season because she couldn't give enough of a fuck to complete the challenge, came back as an intern, and somehow ended up with Sam. Sam, good job."
"Thank you!" Sam shouted.
"So here we are. You both got at least 2 votes. One of you is going home. No tiebreaker. The first loser of Total Drama World Tour Volume 2. Is...
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Dakota. You are the first loser of Total Drama World Tour Volume 2. Here's a parachute. Get off my plane."
"What?! You guys chose to boot me instead of Scott?! Are you for REAL?!"
"Yea, why Dakota! She's a valuable asset!"
"Cram it, couch potato! They chose to keep me, not Dakota. Not my fault."
Dakota strapped on the parachute and sauntered towards the door. "Fine. Sam, I'll miss you. Win for me, okay? Team, thanks. I fucking appreciate it. Goodb- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhh..."
"God, Dakota can be annoying. She's gone. Alright, you can all return to your quarters."
Chris turned to face the camera.
"19 contestants left, 25 episodes left! What is in store for our contestants next? How will team Inferno go without there... diva. How will Gwen and Courtney work together on the same team? Will team Chaos actually survive? I mean really, come on. How will the new romances bloom. All these questions and more will be answered next episode in... Rome! We'll see you next time on TOTAL! DRAMA! WORLD TOURRRRRRRRRRRR! Volume 2!"
Well, this took me a while lmao. I had no time and randomly decided to publish this next episode today. I hope you enjoyed this episode, the elimination was a bit predictable, my apologies. I hope you enjoy the MVP little niche thing. I think it's something fun to make the first post-merge challenge interesting. I will let you know, someone earning MVP honors in a challenge doesn't mean they won't get eliminated. Someone can earn MVP of a challenge one episode and get canned 3 episodes later. Hope you enjoyed, I'll do my best to post another episode soon. Voting results are below. See you next time.
CONFESSION CAM SHOWING VOTING
Dakota stamped Scott's face. "Sky was mean to me but I'm getting revenge on Scott! This is for him getting me booted in ROTI!"
Dawn stamped Sky's face.
"Uhhhh I don't know who to vote for. Everyone on my team is so nice. I guess..." *Lindsay stamped a passport* "Scott. He was a bit mean during All Stars, at least while I was there."
Sammy was seen mulling over two passports. "I can't decide. Amy would normally tell me to vote for Dawn. My gut tells me Scott. But the easy choice is Dakota. It's her fault we're here."
Scott immediately slammed the stamper on Dakota's face. "Liability then, liability now."
Sky walked in, posted a stamp on Dakota's face, and said nothing as she exited
Trent was sitting on the toilet, strumming with his guitar, his face showing puzzlement. "I don't know. Dakota cost us the challenge, Scott's evil and will probably eliminate us all slowly, Sky is an uber threat, Lindsay's an idiot, Dawn's weird. The only normal one is Sammy, and she's way better than normal. I guess... Dakota. Easy choice? No. Smart choice? Definitely."
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