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Chapter 6: Clowns, and Vikings, and Demons! Oh my! Part 1
"Last time on Total Drama World Tour. We headed down south to throw a few shrimps on the barby. And I pulled off an amazing Australian accent. Alejandro began his plan to get Cody out for causing their team to lose the challenge before, but little did he know that it wasn't really Cody, but a serial killing demon possessing his body through unknown means called Cedric von Túfeice that's taken everyone as an unknowing hostage. This demon took charge of the Amazon's resulting in friction between him and the Control Freak Twins, Heather and Courtney. Duncan got beat up by a kangaroo, and Tyler got lost in the outback. Despite these disadvantages, Team Chris is Really Really Really Really Hot beat the girls out for first class. But that all changed when it was revealed, that Alejandro SNUCK BACK TO THE PLANE IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT AND TRASHED MY LOUNGE! Exposed for vandalism and manipulating everyone for the past month, Alejandro went back down to the land down under, while Cedric forced Duncan into slavery by blackmail. Will my new lounge come by next episode? And will a rescue team come before Cedric kills us all?"
"Um who are you talking to?" Sierra asked the host as the camera panned out revealing he was sitting at the bar in first class. This was because with his digs totaled, he had to room with Team Amazon in first class.
It was at this point the host broke down crying "I want my lounge back! *sobs*"
"EEEEEEEEE! I've always wanted to do the intro!" Sierra squealed in excitement before she cleared her throat and announced while Chris continued to weep "Find out right here, on Total! Drama! Wooooooorld Toooooouuur!"
A lone red light flashed briefly in a claustrophobic yet cushiony darkness. It attempted to call out into the shadows, but the only think it's cries for help.
"Gwen! Heather! Tyler! Sierra…anybody. I guess that Hatter wasn't kidding when he said that he was going to stick my soul into a potato battery. Guess that means I have no mouth…I have no mouth and I must scream…"
Cody thoughts paused he began to realize how truly bad his situation was "I've got to get out of here before I completely lose my mind. But how am I going get it out? Knowing Hatter, he probably made this battery foolproof…I'm really getting tired of my own voice. Alright think Codester. Even though it's Voodoo (probably Papa Legba's veve) it's still electricity. Think Electricity. Think data. Think code…"
"Alright bro. I know things seem bad. But we can do this. We can win the next challenge!" Tyler claimed to the only other person in the room, and his sole remaining teammate who didn't seem very enthusiastic about the situation.
"Please. We have two people left and Team Amazon hasn't even lost one member if we don't count Izzy! We're going to need a miracle if we want to win." Duncan said, but his lack of confidence stemmed from somewhere else besides the fact that they had been whittled down to a mere duo.
His deadpan and pessimistic response visibly brought down Tyler's mood as he crashed down onto the shoddy benches of economy class and take a large slam of his bottle of Gatorade "Aw man this bites. I wonder if Lindsay felt this way when it was just her and DJ."
"Wait. It was just her and DJ? Man, I knew the team couldn't have worked too well since nobody's there anymore, but they must've really blowed! " Duncan exclaimed in humoresque shock, before noticing a pale hand beckoning to him from behind the doorway. He growled for a moment, before stomping over, leaving Tyler all alone.
"Hey where you going?"
Confessional:
Tyler: "I can't believe I'm the only member left from the original Team Chris is Really Really Really Really Hot! Still hate that name by the way. The worst part is I'm stuck with Duncan. And if we lose I'm stuck in a sudden death round against him. I hope the merge happens soon."
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Duncan: "I am so hosed if the merge happens. Normally I'd be stoked to finally be safe for once in this game, but with Cedric and that tape of me making an ass of myself, the only thing stopping him from using me like his puppet is the fact that the teams are still intact. Why couldn't I have just stayed in London and avoided this whole mess?"
"Hey there Princess. How are you doing on this fine morning?" Cedric taunted the approaching delinquent, who immediately expressed his distaste with him.
"It's bad enough I'm stuck being your work monkey all season, I don't need you turning my own insults against me Freakshow!"
"Well, you really don't have a say in how I treat you or what I call you Pride." Cedric told Duncan while pulling a certain tape out of his jacket "That is, unless you want Wrath or Lust to see this. Or both of them can see it if you'd prefer!"
Duncan went for the tape almost immediately after he finished talking, though at the last second Cedric pulled it out of the way. In response to this attempt at rebellion the Mad Hatter grabbed Duncan's still outward reaching arm and sunk his sharp and pointy teeth. The delinquent let out a pained scream until Cedric's bite loosened up enough to where could fall back onto the ground.
After gazing at bloody bite mark for a few moments, he pulled himself back up as Cedric began to speak again "Ooo naughty, naughty Pride! Now about today's challenge…"
"Let me guess, you want me to throw it or something like that right?"
"Quite the contrary actually Pride. You and Tyler are two of my most valuable cards at this point in time. I'd have to be clinically brain dead to risk one of you guys getting sent home like that."
"…So you're going to throw the challenge?"
"Don't be ridiculous; I'm an honest man! I would never stoop to such a low. I mean, who do you take me for Envy?" Cedric stated before suddenly putting his arm around Duncan's neck and pulling him into a friendly position "I just wanted to tell you to try your hardest today. Us psychopaths gotta stick together you know!"
"How many times do I have to tell you we're nothing alike! And I'm not a psychopath!"
"That's true. You're way to much of a goody goody to be anything resembling someone like me." Cedric mocked his victim as he tapped his chin, only for Duncan to lift him up angrily by the collar of his shirt.
"Alright loser, let's get one thing straight. I'm not some do-gooder nerd. I'm a hardened criminal!"
"Sure you make Al Capone look like Mr. Rodgers. Exactly why you got the Teddy Bear his bunny back. Or why you cried like a baby when that spider of yours died. Or why you nearly piss yourself with fear every time we're in the same room as each other. And P.S.: When I'm not using Beanpole's body I'm taller than you."
Cedric then turned the tables on Duncan by grabbing his shirt and lifting him up "How you like them apples Pride?"
"What's going on here?"
Noticing the out of place voice, Cedric used the peripheral vision of his eyes to see Gwen standing right in front of their confrontation. He immediately dropped Duncan to the ground and faced the goth with friendly smile after changing his eyes to their purple color, trying his hardest to fake an American accent.
"Why hello there Gwen. Me and Duncan were having a bet to see if I couldn't lift him off the ground, and I won!" Cedric lied to the goth while looking expectantly at Duncan to join in on the lie.
"Oh yeah, I lost a bet to this guy." Duncan explained to his girlfriend as he got back up and handed his tormentor whatever change he had in his pocket.
Gwen was still very confused however, as she had never seen this top hat wearing, mad scientist haired individual before. Though he did seem a bit familiar to her "Who's the guy with the purple eyes again."
"I'm the DOP. I don't really do much around the show except for edit the footage and take tapes from the confessional. This is actually the first time anyone's ran into me all three seasons. Good thing too, been getting kinda lonely since we had to send all the interns back to Canada." Cedric said shyly and sincerely enough for Gwen to believe. The group dispersed with Duncan angrily stomping back to first class and Cedric going into the confessional to change back to his disguise.
But while Gwen was going to walk off to the showers, she noticed something slightly sticking to her foot on the floor. She looked down to see that multiple drops of blood had stained the floor below.
Confessional:
Gwen:"Okay, that was seriously weird! What was with the blood on the floor? And for that matter, who was that DOP? He seemed kinda familiar, like I saw him on the news or something like that. But it wasn't good, I can tell you that."
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Duncan: "I ain't no softy, no matter what that red eyed jerk says! Got that?!"
Gwen quickly returned to first class once she was done with showering and to none of her shock both Courtney and Sierra glared her down. Both Heather and Cody seemed rather indifferent to were appearance, which was still very out of character for the latter. Though this wasn't too surprising as he was currently comforting the sobbing host, Chris McLean.
"Remember the 85 massage and steam settings on my hot tub? And my custom calibrated stubble trimmer? And six star pizza oven that could shoot fireworks? And my sleeping chamber that pumped in filtered oxygen and enhancing lotions." Chris reminisced besides the fact that nearing demon who seemed to focused with his game of solitaire on his seat's food tray.
"No McChimpanzee. I don't remember any of those things. Because you almost never allowed us in there." Cedric retorted only for Chris to burst into tears again. This brought the attention of a nearby flight attendant who had a plate full of sweets, which she offered to the demon with a fearful look on her face, before carting away as fast as she could speed walk.
"I don't recall having anything with sugar in any of my lifetimes. Wouldn't hurt to try some I guess." Cedric picked around the plate with a fork before sticking a lump of cake into his mouth. As soon as it was swallowed Cedric went wide eyed and began stuffing large quantities of the sugary foods into his mouth. This only increased when he realized he had Cody's candy from New York City in his pockets.
While it was well known by this point that Cody enjoyed sugar the most out of anyone remaining on the plane, his ravenous rate of eating it surprised everyone else on first class.
"Don't you think you should slow down a bit?" Gwen tried to block off Cedric from the food, only for him to smack her hand away.
"Touch my food again Metallica and I will rip your face off your body, and glue it back on upside down!" Cedric angrily threatened the goth causing her to back away slowly.
Chris then stopped crying and snapped his fingers as if remembering something, with his signature sadistic smirk on his face "Speaking of getting your faces ripped off, it's time for the next challenge!" His smirk immediately dropped once the plane began spinning around as it slipped on the icy floor below.
"I think you girls (and Cody) should find something heavy to hang onto! Or put on your seatbelts."
"But Owen's been eliminated from the game already and there are no seatbelts." Heather yelled as tried to hang on to the armrests of her chair.
"Then go with the tornado drill style! Curl up into a little ball and hope you won't die!"
The plane continued to spin around for a solid five minutes before stopping. Everyone on the plane besides Chef was scattered around and groaning from the pain of their impacts "That's it. Until my new lounge comes in, I'm staying in the cockpit 24/7!"
Confessional:
Gwen: "Well I think it's official. Everyone on my team hates me." *puts hands in face*" This is even worse than last year when I went behind Trent's back!"
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Cedric: *shoves large amounts of sugar into his mouth* "Looks like your kind is good for more than food!" *continues eating* "But on a different subject it would definitely be best for me if Team Amazon lost this challenge. But I won't throw it myself! But I know a certain wrathful bitchbag who will throw it without question."
"Hälsningar, passagerare! Welcome to Gothenburg, Sweden! I hope you'll enjoy the 27° weather this city gets in Winter!" Chris announced to the shivering contestant.
"What happened to the winter jackets you ordered for us back in the Yukon?" Heather asked while shivering just as much as the others.
"Hey I worked hard on that accent! The least I could get is a comment on it!"
"Dude it's freezing out here. How are super strong fingers gonna work if my joints are frozen!"
"Hello? Sweden?! The middle of December?" Chris cried irritatedly before stomping off camera in the snow.
Unlike the other contestants, Cedric wasn't shivering or cold at all, thanks to simply putting on the wool collar winter coat he normally wore when he wasn't in his disguise. The others took notice to this, as Tyler approached the demon and asked "Hey bro, where'd you get the jacket from?"
"Found it on a parking meter back in London. Figured Chris would send us somewhere cold again sometime, so I picked it up."
"Ok, that is seriously gross." Heather interjected into the conversation.
"I don't really recall asking of your opinion on the matter now did I Sloth?" Cedric taunted her, before Sierra grabbed and glomped him into a death hug.
"Don't fret my sweet Codybear, I'll keep you warm!"
"Can't…breath…suffocation…losing…souls!" Cedric croaked and gasped as the obsessive purple headed girl suffocated him. Thankfully for him, Chris arrived and she dropped him before he could lose and souls from dying and reviving himself.
"Good news, the jackets are here!" Chris exclaimed, which made the remaining contestants cheer with joy only for him to rip it away at the last second causing them to groan in annoyance and frustration "In six to eight weeks!"
"You just love to torment us don't you McLean?" Heather asked sarcastically while glaring at the host, before hearing incoming circus music from behind them "What's that?"
"That would be your challenge today Heather. Behold Cirkus Cirkör!" Chris exclaimed to them, as they noticed the approaching big top from behind "Inspired by Cirque de Soleil, Cirkus Cirkör is the leading circus company in all of Sweden in the category of contemporary circuses or, cirques as the kids say."
"Great just when you think this show couldn't get any lamer." Duncan complained about the challenge's theme.
His sole remaining teammate however seemed a lot more confused "Wait, if this is a circus challenge shouldn't we hear some elephants or something from in there."
"Nope! We already have PETA jumping up our asses for half the things we do on this show in the first place. Besides this is a cirque, which is mainly composed of acrobats and clowns. Lots and lots of clowns. And for today's challenge, you'll be stepping into the big rubber shoes of one of these performers, in a challenge I like to call Aga BOOOOOOOOOM." Chris exclaimed with a sadistic grin on his face.
"You have got to be kidding me." Gwen said with an irritated tone in her voice.
PART ONE-A: Teams will chose one of their members to clothe themselves in clown and acrobat costumes and run and obstacle course and labyrinth through the tent, based on shows Cirkus Cirkör has had throughout the years of its run. The first one to complete the course and make it to the other side of the tent will win a significant advantage for their team in the second part of the challenge.
"So now that you know the deal, pick your favorite teammate to wear uncomfortable spandex, put on itchy clown make-up, and do deadly stunts inside the depths of the big top." Chris stated trying to make the challenge sound as unpleasant as possible.
Team Amazon only took a few seconds to make the decision as similar to how they did so in the NYC challenge, the pointed at their sole male member and picked "Cody."
"Yeah, real damn nice." Cedric said as he walked off towards the dressing room.
After watching the irritated demon walk away, Chris gave out a sigh of relief "Thank goodness, that psychopath's gone for now. Team Chris is Really Really Really Really Hot, you have the decision of choosing which of you members gets to go into the Cirqur tent with Cody, and who gets to put on tights!"
As if to volunteer Tyler, Duncan stepped back putting the jock in the forward position "Great, we have our volunteers! Thanks Tyler."
"Wait, what?" Tyler asked as Chris dragged him off to get fit in to his costume.
Confessional:
Duncan: "I've never really been fond of the circus, mostly cause those clowns are the only thing creepier than those music store standees. But Cedric+Clowns? I would sell the clothes off my back before getting into an enclosed space alone with that fruitcake. Besides, I'm like 90% sure he won't hack up Tyler, and rip his intestines out only to stick them back down his throat."*look of concern spreads across his face*
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Cedric: "Good news: It's a solo challenge which would give me time to drive Wrath cuckoo enough to completely throw the challenge. Bad News: Those bitches chose me for this challenge, forcing me out of this opportunity. Seriously, how would Beanpole be good at this? But I'm calm; I'm cool. "*pulls stone out of coat pocket* "Oh look, a rock!" *Angrily bites the rock to pieces*
"So I trust you're all ready for today's challenge?" Chris asked those who were still there shivering outside in the snow.
"I thought we didn't have to do this challenge." Courtney stated with irritation in her voice, partially from not being able to participate and throw the challenge.
"You aren't. Your challenge comes while their in the big top. If you don't die laughing from seeing this. Hey Chef, send in the clowns!" Chris called to his assistant and co-host who pushed out a fully clowned up Tyler. He wore a small brown bowler hat with a daffodil stuck in the fabric, a yellow clown suit with blue polka dots covering it, and large red shoes. For his make up it was white, with red lips and cheeks, blue painted eyes, and a big red nose. And that's not mentioning the bald cap, which he was clearly not happy about.
Upon seeing Tyler in the outfit, the other members of the cast laughed their asses off. Duncan especially "Hahahah, oh oh, Hahahahahayeahahaha. Sorry man but you look ridiculous."
Confessional:
Tyler: "Man, this sucks. Just when everybody who knew about the whole Paris thing was voted out or on the opposite team! Now I've got to deal with this? I can only imagine what they made Cody wear."
"Hey Chef, where's "Cody"?" Chris asked while putting the last word in quotation marks, though nobody else seemed to notice besides Duncan.
"Kid's still changing. Should only about another minute." Chef explained to his boss. True to his word Cedric came out in a clown suit, though it wasn't nearly as ridiculous as it should have been. His long and baggy shirt was striped purple and pink with five white cotton balls for buttons and ruff around his neck, while his equally long and baggy pants were pure purple, and his shoes were pink and curled at the toes. Like Tyler his makeup was pure white, though the only other color he had besides it were pink teardrop shapes under his eyes. (A/N: Simon Keyes' outfit from Ace Attorney Investigations 2)
"Dude! How come you got the cool costume?" Tyler asked with notable jealousy in voice.
"I didn't."
"Hey! What about your red nose and bald cap? And your make up is all wrong! Chef, I thought I told you to make sure he put on the costume right!" Chris yelled angrily at the much larger man, who gave him an annoyed expression.
Confessional:
Cedric: "Clowns have a reputation of being creepy, and…serial killerry. No doubt to a certain perverted sack of beer. And I wanted to enforce that stereotype as little as possible. If I've got to wear these clothes, I at least wanna look a creepy as possible. Well creepier than a guy with red eyes and sharp teeth looks normally. You don't even want to know what I did to Chef to get him to give in!"
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Chef: *shakes in fetal position*" That guy is messed up!"
"So Chris, any more deets on the challenge man. You know so we aren't just running in practically blind?" Tyler asked, still very lost on how this challenge was supposed to work. He wished he hadn't upon hearing Chris's mischievous chuckling.
"The rest of the details are inside. If you want to here them so bad, then go right on in!"
Seeing little point in arguing, Cedric grabbed Tyler by the arm and dragged him into the tent "Come on Tyler, you wanna live forever?"
"Is that even an option?" Tyler asked while being pulled through the flap and into what appeared to be a wooden pulley system style elevator "Talk about old fashioned bro."
The elevator went up a few seconds after they entered and stopped about 10 feet up, with the door crashing down trap door style for an entrance. It revealed a very odd scene, with no real floor to it, but multiple wires, threads, and twine tangling around the room.
"What the heck is this supposed to be?" Cedric wondered to himself, which was quickly answered by an intercom hanging in the stringy mess which was used by the host himself, Chris McLean.
"I'm glad you asked Cody. This section of the labarynth is based off the performance Knitting Peace. Made by designers for the company itself, you must use these strings as vines and bridges in order to get to the next section you chose. But be careful because in some of these threads hide high voltage electrical wires, and if you fall down, you face the terror of the dreaded Chicken Pit!"
"Chickens?"
"Oh yeah! Aren't you afraid of chickens Tyler? It would be such a shame for you to fall in. Heheheh."
Confessional:
Tyler: "Before my mom died, my family went on a road trip throughout Canada. In one of the more remote parts we came across a crappy roadside diner. I ordered the chicken nuggets, but when I bit into it there was still an eye in there! I was out cold for 3 days. Nowadays I can't even look at them."
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Cedric: "McStopsign is a sick, sadistic freak of nature who should be locked up in a box and thrown into the ocean!…I like his style of torture."
Once Tyler's terrified screams filled the microphone outside the tent, Chris shut it off before turning to the others "Now that that's out of the way, let's move on to you guys' challenge. Any guesses to what that will be?"
"Some disgusting or life-threatening I'm sure." Gwen snapped, still shivering in the Swedish snow.
"Quite the opposite Gwen. You actually volunteered your teammates for that one! In the meantime you'll be doing the easy one, with no real winners or losers. Rather it will be in preparation for the main challenge for today, in which Cody and Tyler are competing for an advantage in."
PART ONE-B: Across the frozen wasteland near Gothenburg and throughout the city itself lay parts to what will be a traditional Viking yacht. After all the parts on the given checklist are found, teams will return and given blueprints for the yacht, which will used in significance, upon beginning the second part of the challenge.
"For the girls, this challenge should be fairly easy for you. But for the one man Duncan, you might have a bit more trouble."
Normally Duncan wouldn't have cared, but he was in a particularly bad mood today and verbally objected "Ok, seriously? How am I supposed to get this done alone?"
"Don't feel too bad Duncan. I even made you guys s'mores to help pass the time. And say thanks for all the hard you did during this season." Chris claimed as he was surprisingly shown to be telling the truth and pulled a plate of fresh s'mores out from snow here. He passed the sugary sandwiches around to the girls before making it to Duncan and whispering into his ear "We ran out of the time, so we had one of the DOP's make yours."
Thought the stamens seemed strange, Duncan merely shrugged it off and took a large bite out of the s'more only to reel in disgust a few moments later "Dude, this tastes like sweat and lotion! It's probably the worse s'more I've ever had! Actually scratch that, the worst thing period! What's in this anyways?"
Duncan peeled through the cracker and chocolate to take a peek at the inside components, and felt his eyes widen with horror as he swallowed in reflex and realized what he had just eaten while pulling it out. Instead of a marshmallow, someone had placed his black boxers inside the s'more.
While normally either Chris or Chef would be a suspect in his eyes, with the mention of a DOP, he knew only one person, or rather demon could have done this.
Confessional:
Chris: "I thought I hit a gold mine with that kiss back in London. With the hate Duncan's been getting lately with 75% of the fan base, seeing him on the other side of the punch will totally be ratings central. I just wish wasn't a wanted criminal holding us all hostage."
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Cedric: "The great thing about Beanpole being eliminated so early first year, I saw EVERY episode that year through his eyes. So Pride and Rodeo gave me some great new ideas to torture the former with!"
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Duncan: *rapidly brushing his teeth* "Using my own pranks against me? Man, it sucks to be on the other side of the punch! I feel like Harold!"
"Now that our first phase of challenges has started up, I think it's time we take a bit of a short break for ads. Will Tyler pull out a dark horse victory for Team Me? Or will Cedric leave him spiraling in a drain of shame? And what of the Viking ship? I know the answer to all these questions, but I'm not telling! Heheh, bonus!"
(A/N): Sorry this chapter has taken so damn long and not much really happened, but I do have my reasons for the long gap in time between this chapter and the last.
1. Plot: Just like the original, this chapter is by far the least important to the general plot, and as such it bores the crap out of me to make. Hopefully I should pick up my update schedule once this pair of chapters is over.
2. Ninja of Santoryu: Since the last update, my other and much larger main story, Ninja of Santoryu has come off hiatus and ramped up production with it's new season. And I tend to have more fun writing that than I do this. The fact it does so much better might have something to do with it.
3. School: This is a major roadblock with all of my stories. Last semester got heavier and heavier on the workload as it went on, forcing me to continuously put a lot of my projects on hold.
Now I'm going to take my leave until the next eventual chapter of this story. For those of you don't know, both of my running stories will be taking a break for a bit while I work on another oneshot for St. Valentines Day. Expect me to work my tail feather off when I'm not doing anything for school, extracurricular activities, or my nonexistent job.
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