The day of the Competition
Several vehicles were seen driving down a winding dirt road, all the way to Camp Diamond Lake. The site of multiple reported murders and the location for the return season of Canada's most infamous reality show Total Drama, under a new host that watched all the RVs and a limo drive towards the camp on a tablet. "Ok Greg, you got this. You've been taken hosting lessons for two weeks in preparation for this. The producers are counting on you to bring this season home, so just go out and there... and hope that this doesn't end in disaster."
In the lead RV, we see a strawberry blond skinny teen looking over an old looking book. He wore a red flannel shirt under a dark blue jacket vest, jeans, and hiking boots. The familiar white trucker hat with the blue rim, a palm tree on the front showed the first competitor named for this season.
"HEY BROSEPH!" pops in the second contestant, a girl the same age as the boy. Same hair color only in a side ponytail hanging from the left, a green sweater with the front having a scene of a summer camp with a cabin overlooking a lake with kids playing volleyball, black yoga pants, a purse in the shape of a unicorn, rainbow colored knee shocks and black slip-ons. With a fairly developed body "Watch me down an entire gallon of apple juice!" the girl started to drink from the gallon.
Orion Palmers: The Mystery Hunting Nerd
Maybelle Palmers: The Hyperactive Boy Crazed Sweater Girl
"Not now, I'm just looking over notes that could help me prepare for whatever this summer camp has in store for us." Orion told his sister.
Maybelle coughed "GAH! WENT DOWN THE WRONG PIPE!" Maybelle hacked before she regained her bearings. Once she's fully recovered, "Come on Ory, you really think we're gonna run into anything unnatural at summer camp?" she questioned as she sat beside him.
"This is Camp Diamond Lake, the scene of multiple murders over the course of twenty years. Where a kid drowned when he was 8 years old." Orion reminded her of Diamond Lake's history.
"Oh please, the producers assured us that's all just local lore for tourists. Besides what are the odds we're gonna run into something supernatural that can kill us everywhere we go?" Maybelle wondered.
Coming up to the twins was a girl of similar age to the twins, 4ft 2 in height wearing a green and dark green long sleeve shirt, black skirt, white stockings and black slip ons. She also wore a pair of black rim glasses as she holds up a chart, "Actually, summer camps residing in backwoods like these near towns that have very little internet are one of the likeliest places to run into killers or hungry bears."
Sugar Yang: The Cute as a Button Scholar
"Well, I won't let that ruin a whole summer of fun with my favorite brother and two best friends!" Maybelle stated as she hugged Sugar and Orion. "Too bad Greta can't fit in the RV for the group hug."
Standing atop the RV was a giant of a woman standing at 9ft 6in tall with dark red hair in dreadlocks, a pink mucsle shirt with the words 'BABEAZON QUEEN' in bold gold letters, blue yoga pants, and white sneakers. Her body was riddled with muscles as her arms were jacked, her legs were yolked, and her midsection was shredded. Proclaiming in a voice that would make Sylvester Stallone sound like a kitty kat. "I'M QUEEN OF THE WORLD!" she posed as she flexed her biceps, her pet bearded dragon laid on her shoulder.
Greta Vaugh: The Reptile Loving Amazon
Following behind that RV was one that had two girls sitting at a table, one was a 5ft 5 girl with chocolate colored skin, a grey blazer over a pink button up shirt, grey skirt, and grey heels. The other one was 2 inches taller with white skin and dirty blonde hair that goes down to her shoulders, and orange prison suit with the top tied around her waist to reveal a black tank top with pictures of food on them. The blonde also wore a yellow bandana on her head.
Paige Sawyer: The Future Lawyer
Deena Loveberry: The Degenerate
"Alright, while we're on the show you need to be on your best behavior. One wrong move and the host will call your parole officer, you wanna go back to prison?" Paige questioned Deena who lazily ate a chicken leg.
"Eh, honestly I don't really care at this point. After my last incarceration and got transferred to another prison, nothing worries me anymore. I've experienced things Sawyer." Deena told her.
"Come on it couldn't have been that bad." Paige said.
Deena grabbed Paige's blazer, "You have no idea of the horrors I've seen; most would have gone mad from just one second."
"Well... did you make any friends?" Paige asked.
"Well, most of them were shady dealers and crazy people, but there were a few sane ones that weren't of interest." Deena said as she ate more of the chicken leg. "There was this British bloke with a mohawk that really got me, wonder whet ever happened to him." Deena then tossed the cleaned-up chicken leg into the trash can. "I'm gonna get some cake." Deena went to the fridge.
"I have no idea how you eat so much yet still keep that great of a figure." Paige sighed as she looks over some files for her client's parole.
"BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" screeched a 5ft 8 teen boy wearing a Freddy Mask, wearing a red and green sweater, brown fedora, brown khakis, brown loafers, and brandishing a finger knife glove on his right hand that met Deena at the fridge. Deena just paid him no mind and grabbed the cake beside him. "Seriously! Nothing!" the boy cried to Deena as he removed his mask to reveal a regular looking face. He groaned as he sat beside a 5ft 5 boy with short black hair, a red streak in the front, a black T-shirt with a Jason mask up front with a machete going through it diagonally and had blood spots sprinkled, black sweatpants with two red stripes going down the sides, and black tennis shoes.
He searched up from a blank notebook and told him, "I told you that wouldn't work Franky." the black hair boy said as his fingers tapped on the notebook cover.
"Oh stuff it Mitchy!" Franky complained.
Franky Krueger: The Demon Prankster
Mitchell Myers: The Horror Author
Franky saw Mitch's tapping as his left eye twitched, "Oh come on Mitch quit your worrying, we go through this every time during our club's field trips."
"Well can you blame me?" Mitch exclaimed to Franky, "Rule number 12 of horror movies, never go in the woods! It's the 2nd leading place to run into a serial killer."
"Relax will you, you know if we do run into a killer, I can just rip apart with my finger knives." Franky tosses an apple into the air and slices it into pieces with his finger knives.
"Just try not to get into too much trouble, we don't a repeat of the Air and Space Museum." Mitch pleaded.
"Oh come on, not my fault that guy had a heart attack after I popped out of the spaceship in an Xenomorph outfit." Franky exclaimed.
"It was the principal." Mitch said.
"And HE was tyrannical glutton that always ate donuts instead of doing his duties, he would have croaked at any minute!" Franky replied.
In the next RV, we saw a dance party happening with a 6ft teen boy that was doing a Fortnite dance. He had white skin, and open lime vest over a yellow shirt with a giant cat on the front, jean shorts, a mullet underneath a cowboy hat and brown sandals.
Brian Quincy: The Impractical Joker
Watching him was a girl an inch shorter than him, long brown hair under a dark blue fluffy hat with tan skin, green flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, ripped jeans, hiking boots, a brown holster for an axe. She chuckled as she drank a can of root beer, "Man, you are a riot!"
Grace Burch: The Chillaxing Lumberjill
"Thanks." Brian finished off the dance as he attempted a cartwheel, only to fall "Crap!" he collapsed over a chip rack, covering him in chip flakes.
Grace laughed as she watched him get up, "Main, you're a riot!"
Brian shook off the chips, "How do the cheerleaders make it look so easy?" He looked to Grace laughing, smiling to himself that he entertained someone. "I'm Brian by the way." He held up a hand to which Grace high fives.
"Grace. And hey, aren't you the hat guy from that YouTube series. Impractical Comedians?" Grace wondered.
"What gave it away?" Brian asked.
"I can see your tattoo." Grace pointed to under his bicep, where he shows a tattoo of a light brown tabby, with a red ribbon that says, 'Cat lover since '01'. "The one you got in that triple punishment, where your friends Murph and Saul got a skydiving weasel and Justin Bieber respectively."
"Yeah they were not happy about that." Brian said, "Though, it's still not the worst punishment I've ever done."
"Yeah, there was the time you had to wrestle an alligator, the time you were left in at the zoo, and the one where you had to drive with those singing robots." Grace listed off.
"I can still hear the song." Brian said as he looked off in the distance.
"Well, good luck." Grace said.
"Thanks." Brian said as he then tries to balance a tissue box on his nose.
"Why?" Grace asked.
"Don't question it." Brian then stumbled and ended up bumping into a passenger and causing coffee to be spilled onto them. They were a 5ft 3 girl with white hair with cyan streaks, a beige shirt and green apron over it, jeans, black shoes, and a green visor.
Karen Davis: The Deadpanned Barista
"Sorry." Brian said before he grabbed several tissues and tried to wipe the spill off Karen, who just stared at him with a cold blank expression before she grabs the tissues and does it herself as she prepares another coffee. "I'll just..."
Brian steps away from her as she brings the new coffee over to where the fourth passenger of the RV sat as he was looking over a notebook a 5ft 11 boy with pale skin, black t-shirt with a red stripe over a white long sleeve under shirt, black jeans, black loafers. He had short black hair, what's noticeable about him was his horrific looking burn scar that took up the entire left eye. He heard her take a sip and sigh as she sat across from him "Ah, one Neapolitan cappuccino, more cappa than chino, no more than 4oz of milk. Giving the beans the perfect texture." she says in a tone that read 'I am so done with humans.'
The boy sighed before he takes a look at the girl drinking her coffee, 'I share you pain.' he then writes something in his book, "Summer Camp. Away from family, deep in the woods. Crafts and canoe races, not in the best of moods." He gives an ehh to it and turns to another page.
Archie Reed - The Depressed Poet
Karen sits the cup down as she starts to play a phone game, the boy looking like he already wants to be rid of this situation. She takes a glimpse of the other person at the table, thinking to herself 'He looks like he's been through a lot. I coooould ask about his Two-Face like scar, then again it's not really my business' she then got back to her game.
In the fourth RV we see two people about to play a card game, one 5ft 7 with shaggy brown hair that looked like a Kuriboh, black shirt under a red jacket, white jeans, and black shoes as he had a duel disk on his left wrist. The opposite was 5ft 9 dressed like Mai Valentine in season 4 of Yugioh, down to the hair.
Jason Yubi: The Next King of Games
Aoi Nakamura: The Anime Cosplayer
"Alright Aoi, get your game on!" Jason draws the first card. "I summon Elemental Hero Bubble Man in attack mode!" Jason exclaims, "And since he's alone, I get to draw two more cards. Then I'll use polymerization to fuse my Burstinatrix and Avian to summon Elemental Hero Flame Wing Man!"
The duel disk made holograms of both monsters.
"And I'll place two face downs and end my turn, your move." Jason states.
Aoi chuckles in an approximation of Mai's voice, "Oh hon, your strategy is as predictable as a sequel." Aoi draws a card, "I'll start off by summoning my Harpy Lady in attack mode, then I'll place three cards face down and end my turn." Aoi's duel disk displayed the holograms.
"Arrr." Watching this duel was a 4ft 11 Asian girl with black hair in a ponytail, wearing a green crop top with a black jacket, red pants, pirate boots, and a captain's hat as she sat atop the counter. "This scuffle is starting off much like my last raid."
Kairi Tsumohakai: The Pirate Princess
Jason draws a card, "Watch me Mai, first I'll use Diffusion to split Flame Wingman into his components, Burstinatrix and Avian." Jason does so, "Next I'll use Monster Reborn to bring back my discarded Flame Wingman, so that he can attack your Harpy Lady!"
Aoi smirks, "Knew it, I activate my trap Mirror Wall to halve your Flame Wingman's attack points."
Jason sees his monster shrink before getting shredded by Harpy Lady, "Nuts!"
"I'm hungry." Kairi then leaps across to the other counter to pull open the fridge, "Let's see, leftovers, leftovers, soda, leftovers. Ah, here we are." Kairi pulls out a big chocolate fudge cake. "Yes... my precious." she coveted the cake right as she was handed a fork. "Oh thanks." she grabs it and prepares to eat the cake before looking to where the fork came from and saw their other rider sitting in the corner as they were looking at a book. She was roughly five feet two and wore a raggedy old white dress, black tights, their dark brown hair was a mess and she had bags under her eyes.
Careen White - The Troubled Girl
Kairi notes that Careen was too far away to have just handed the fork to her as she looks like she didn't even move a muscle, "Hmmmm, eh probably nothing." Kairi shrugged before she gorged herself in the cake.
Following behind that RV was the long red limousine, which looked like it was handling the rough rocky roads of the countryside very well. Inside we found the owner of the limousine sipping a cup of tea, sighing to herself as we see what she looks like. A young woman nearly 6ft with long red hair that was in a braided ponytail reaching her butt, a gorgeous sparkling red gown, with elbow length gloves, red heels, a red tiara on her head and two red pyramid earrings. Red eye shadow and red lipstick finishing up the assemble. "I hope the tea was to your liking Mistress McIntyre."
Selina McIntyre - The Self Made Princess
"It is satisfactory Tilly, stellar job as usual." Selina spoke with a thick Irish accent, "But I keep reminding you that such formalities are unnecessary." She told a 4ft 8 girl three years younger than her, who wore silver rim glasses and a red and white French maid outfit, short brown hair that sits above her shoulders.
Tilly Stevens - The Maid
"Of course Selina." Tilly bows, "I just wanted to make sure you and your friends were comfortable."
"Then can you get me a coffee." The two heard a command from a 5ft 5 blond with a cyan dress, purple jacket, long blonde hair, and llama fur boots.
"Now Krystal, we all know you're more than capable of making your own coffee." Selina stopped her maid from serving the blond. "After all didn't you take a job at that diner during that period your family went through monetary struggles."
Krystal Southeast - The Rich Girl
Krystal groaned, "I'd rather forget those days of manual labor." She then trudged over to the coffee machine and made her own coffee.
"I still wonder why you even decided to take part in this season, you were never much of an outdoorswoman." Selina wondered.
"Doesn't matter, I'll still come out on top like always." Krystal poured in the crème for her coffee.
"Was it by chance... because 'he' was signing up?" Selina wondered, with Krystal grasping the cup in her hand at the mention of him.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." Krystal huffed.
"Please, everyone in the Young Billionaire's of America Club knows about your little commoner courtship mate~" Selina teased as she nudged Krystal's side.
Krystal growled with a blush as they were joined by a man around Selina's age and height with smoothed down brown hair, a little mustache, a long sleeved grey shirt with a neon pink tiger logo with silver streaks coming from the eyes, jeans, and red sneakers. "Yeah Krys, no need to be embarrassed. I think it's nice you got someone in your life, definitely better than those snobs at your family balls."
Jamie Danielson - The Charitable YouTuber
Krystal groaned, "Just, don't make such a big deal about it. We're trying to keep it low key."
"Sure, sure. Anything for a fellow YBAC member." Jamie said as all three of them pulled out matching Batman credit cards with their names on them.
"To this day I still wonder how you accumulated enough money to get that." Krystal sighed.
"With a camera, computer, and a dream." Jamie chuckled as Tilly brought over a tray of mini sliders, which they feasted on. "Wow, you managed to copy the taste of the burgers at my restaurant chain. Impressive." Jamie noted to Tilly.
"The one that gives away free food and money?" Krystal questioned, to which Jamie sent Krystal a finger snap point to.
"Thanks Jamie." Tilly bowed.
"Details." Selina told him, "That's why she's my head maid." Tilly then juggled a bunch of cups and glasses before putting them away in an organized fashion.
"I can see." Jamie said as he types something on his Twitter page, 'About to step foot at the supposedly haunted summer camp, be sure to tune it for the live video logs of my participation of Total Drama.'
In the RV behind him, we cut to a pale 6ft 2 Latina young woman, shoulder short back hair in a Bob cut, black tight leather dress, black shirt sleeve jacket, elbow length black and white striped arm sleeves, knee length white and black striped stockings, and black boots. She was reading from a book entitled 'Whips of the Renaissance'. Or at least she's trying as she overhears the loud moaning and exclamations coming from one of the bedrooms, which makes her twitch as she tries to focus. "Damn Uma, must she always be so loud when getting frisky? I can't concentrate!"
Ursula Thurman - The Sweet Toothed Masochist
Ursula groaned before she closed the book and goes to grab something from the fridge, only to find the other RV mate that wasn't making raunchy noises and breaking one of the beds coming back from the fridge with a packet of pudding. Standing at 3ft 3, the shortest documented contestant of this franchise. A German American boy who's hair in an afro with yellow and black stripes. He looked up to see the crazed look in her face, "Uhhhhhhh, did you want it?" he holds out the pudding and spoon in his yellow gloved hands, her wore basically a bee mascot costume, with a big, round bee torso with yellow and black fur, large bee wings on the back, tight yellow sleeves and black leggings, yellow shoes, and he looked like he was wearing the bee head like a backpack as it had two straps out the back.
Brodie Dimpledorf - The Mascot
Ursula held out her hand silently demanding he give her the creamy and delicious substance; Brodie figured it be best to give her what she wants and hands her the pudding. She takes the spoon and takes a scoop of the pudding and giggles like a school child as she takes in the sweet taste. She and Brodie walk to the other side of the RV, "Oh this is the only thing that gets me through whatever lecherous activities my sis indulges in." she gleefully takes another scoop and eats it. She looks to Brodie and asks, "How do you not get my bothered by the loud carnal noises?"
Brodie takes out some bee shaped ear plugs, "I'm sorry what was that?" he asked, and Ursula got her answer. "I find it best in case I hear anything that could trigger him coming out."
"Trigger who coming out?" Ursula asked.
Brodie freezes, "I said to much." he force feeds another pudding scoop into Ursula, who sighs happily as she tastes the pudding. The mascot took a breath as he figured she forgot what he had just said, he then puts his ear plugs into Ursula's ears "Here, you probably need these more than I do."
Ursula blinked as she felt that the noises that bothered her were muted, she let out a small smile as she sighed. "Much better, thanks kid." she told Brodie before giving him a kiss on the cheek. This caused Brodie to stiffen up as his cheek now had a black lipstick mark on his cheek, Brodie held his cheek as he now had to deal with the bedroom noises as he looked towards to where they were coming from before they stopped. The camera then zoomed slightly in on the mascot head's cold dead eyes.
Inside the room, we see two of the contestants laying down in the same bed, clothes all over the floor with the blanket up to their waists. On the left was a girl the same height as Ursula with more tanned skin and longer black hair that hid the nipples of her decently developed breasts, on the right was a 6ft 5 muscular tanned skin guy with silver pompadour with the back of his hair down to his shoulders.
"I'll say, you've improved since our last time you came to Paradise Johnny." the girl pulled out a cigar and too a puff.
"High praise coming from you Ms. Thurman, tell me how many of the other campers you plan on fiddling." Johnny wonders how he gets up and goes to get dressed.
Uma Thurman - The Vegas Showgirl
Johnny Rosewood - The Jersey Flirt
"Oh, I'm sure I won't have any problems getting at least half of them on their knees begging me for more." Uma stated with a puff before putting out that cigar and getting her clothes on as well. Which composed of a white crop top with a heart shaped boob window with the Vegas sign on the front, jean shorts that rode up high on her, and gold heels. As for Johnny he put on a tight leopard print button up shirt, tight black pants, and white sandals.
"I can tell you're gonna be responsible for this show getting a more mature rating." Johnny chuckled.
"Maybe." the two met up at the foot of the bed, "But you know what my favorite part of the deed is?" the two smiled perversely at each other before Johnny goes in for a kiss, only to be met with a slip of paper from between Uma's breasts.
Johnny confused as he took a look at the receipt, "What?! 100 dollars!"
Uma looked at the receipt, "Oh no wait, that was for an old client." Uma takes the receipt back, "Here's yours." she hands him the real bill.
Johnny takes a look at the new bill, and he felt his pompadour deflate. "Um, actually I think that last one was my-" he tried to reach for the old receipt only for Uma to turn and walk out, smacking Johnny with her newly tied up ponytail that reached her butt.
"Byeeeeeee." she waved before giving her butt a smack and leaving Johnny to pull out his wallet, allowing a moth to fly out of it.
In the RV behind them, we see three hooded individuals sitting around the table. One hooded person spoke in a digitalized voice, "Glad to see we were lucky to have been assigned the same transport to this season's destination. On the count of three we shall lower our hoods and show each other our faces. 1... 2... 3."
All four of them removed their hooded robes, revealing four teenagers. The lead voice belonged to an extremely pale 5ft 10 boy with disheveled black hair that was perched atop his seat, dark circles around his eyes, a plain white long-sleeved shirt, jeans, his shoes laid on the floor as his feet were at the edge of his seat. The second was a normal looking 5ft 9 girl with short brown neatly styled hair, black turtleneck under a black leather jacket, black silky pants, black boots. "You know this feels kind of unnecessary. We all know how each other look."
The third person was of the same height, skin tone, and eye color had more shaggy brown hair in comparison, with a piece of black singed looking hair that was next to a very serious looking scar that was on the side of his neck and traveled into a star shape on the right side of his jaw. It wasn't as seriously burnt as the poet, but very noticeable. He wore a long black overcoat atop a grey vest, khakis, and brown dress shoes. "Ah, Linka. Ryo just has a liking to the suspense of it all."
"Let's just get down to business you two, Linka and Linus. You two are my most trusted companions, and the only one's capable of helping me solve this."
Ryo - The World's Greatest Detective
Linka Mathews - The Normal Girl with an Abnormal Past
Linus Mathews - The Automobile Crash Survivor
Ryo pulled out the files, "We're investigating the number of disappearances that have took place at Diamond Lake Summer Camp, conveniently Fresh TV has decided to shoot their return season for Total Drama at the same camp that the disappearances have taken place at. The studio has assured their audience that it's all just local folklore, but an informant relayed to me that many have tried to figure out the legend of this camp and all have failed."
"I'm well aware, legend says that in 1957 a boy drowned in the middle of the camp's titled lake." Linka explained, "The boy was said to have been picked on by the other campers and some of the staff due to him having a facial deformity, and while attempting to escape his tormentors, the other kids caught up to him and cast him into the lake."
"Two years after that two counselors were found dead, those two incidents led to the camp being shut down for over twenty years before it was attempted to be reopened again by some new owners." Linus continued the legend. "And then that staff were murdered."
"What we're looking for is proof that the events of those murders did actually happen." Ryo told them, "Chances are the possibility of the legitimacy of these being factual is about 5 percent."
"Well, better odds than usual." Linus said.
"Any other mysteries we should look into during this investigation?" Linka asked Ryo.
"At the moment... probably how to get those two to keep from eating all our rations." Ryo didn't even need to look at what he's referring to as the twins turned to their other ride mate and her great Dane gorging on a mountain of food. The girl 5ft 6 had shaggy brown hair that reached her shoulders, a green V neck shirt and a brown wind breaker jacket, brown khakis and white shoes. The dog wore a blue collar and a little medallion with the letters 'SD'.
The two foodies turned to the other three, "Oh, like did you guys want some?" the girl asked. "There's still enough left."
"Yeah, better get them before they spoil." the dog tosses the three of them some fries.
"Did the dog just talk?" Linka asked.
Ryo grabs a donut and bites into it, "Shaggie you were chosen for this mission for a very important step in case the killer of legend is real." he told the girl.
Noreen 'Shaggie' Rogers - The Always Hungry Coward
Skaddie Dee - The Frightened Talking Dog
"It's not being the bait, right?" Shaggie begged, just then the five of them heard an explosion.
Which came from the RV behind them as a window was opened by a young 4ft 5 boy with short black hair, glasses, a black shirt with a picture of Sonic the Hedgehog on the front, white sweatpants and black shoes coughed up a storm from the all the black smoke and toxic fumes that's been filling the RV. After the smoke cleared up he got back into the passenger seat as he put his headphones back on and listened to some music as he made himself hidden from the other guys in the RV behind a book.
Andrius Chau - The Smart Scaredy Cat
In the back the smoke cleared up to see two guys in lab coats as they performed separate experiments. One scientist was 6ft 9 mixing various chemicals of varying colors into beakers, wearing under his lab coat a brown trench coat, green turtleneck, brown khakis, black loafers, a fedora, goggles, a black scarf, white rubber gloves, and what's notable of this guy is that he had no head. His skin completely invisible, "Well, that was a failure. What about you Heinrich?"
The other was 6ft 2 with a slouching posture and wore a black long sleeve shirt under his lab coat, brown pants, black loafers. He had the same face as that guy from that cartoon that people thought was a pharmacist. He was working on some kind of machine looking laser beam, which was still smoking "Not well Griffon, not great at all." he sprayed the smoking parts with a fire extinguisher.
Griffon Jackson the 3rd - The Mad Scientist
Heinrich Duncenburg - The Evil Scientist (and NOT A PHARMACIST)
Griff crossed off a chemical mix from his notes, "What are you even working on this time anyway?"
"Well, when I'm done with it, hopefully make milkshakes that can melt like hot molten lava." Heinrich explained, "Or as I like to call it... THE LAVASHAKE INATOR!" Heinrich exclaimed dramatically; he holds a baster "Now watch as what one drop is able to do this cube of titanium." Heinrich drips one drop of the milkshake textured lava, which caused the cube to be melted instantly. "See, it can instantly melt any nonorganic matter. Though I highly suggest not getting any on your direct skin, it will still burn like hell. And let it cool for like 24 hours before you drink it, even then you'll only get like a fresh cooked fajita level burn in your mouth."
"And may I ask what per say you plan on doing with this machine?" Asked a 5ft 11 teen with a orange styled up hair, wearing a purple tuxedo with a keyboard colored collar popped up, sunglasses designed like musical notes, black dress shoes, and holding a golden cane with a microphone head as the tip.
"You see Harris, back when I was a young lad back in Gimmleshtoomp." Heinrich looked out the window as Heinrich sighed at this.
Harrison Patrick Neilson - The Choir President
"Oh great."
"These hooligans from the high school would often dump their milkshakes on me while I was minding my own business. So now with this, I'll finally get my revenge. And after I've melted Shelly Madison's house, I'll melt city hall and take over the QUAD STATE AREA!!!!" Heinrich proclaimed.
"Okay am I missing something here?" Harris wondered as they scratched their head. "Why milkshakes?"
"Well I haven't worked out every minor detail, but trust me it will work. And nobody can stop me from-" he accidentally presses the big red button in the machine labeled self destruct, and the machine explodes as the RV is filled with black smoke. Andrius popping the window uk to let smoke empty out. "Rats." Heinrich said as his buddies stared at the evil scientist. "Well, who's gonna help me clean up?"
"I got work to do." Griff said as he turned back to his beakers.
"Not meeeeeeeeeEEEEEeeeeeeeeeee~" Harris sang as Heinrich and Griff turned to Harris in a trance like state, "Clean up this mess will you?" Harris told them, which the two scientists started cleaning immediately. The singer chuckled as Andrius saw this with his headphones still playing his music, looking away as Harris turned to where small boy hid himself as they chuckled to themself.
In the last remaining RV, we cut a 6ft 1 modestly buff looking young man of Samoan descent, a black shirt under a leather jacket, black cargo pants and combat boots. His hair reading his shoulders and looked like it hasn't been washed in years. This man was seen doing one handed curls as he hoisted up a rope holding a safe.
Running past him were three kids, two looking like small versions of the buff guy, wearing matching black shirts, pants, and shoes. With the only difference being one wore a red and white bandana and one a backwards red cap. The third looked like a little girl with dirty blonde hair tied up in standing pig rails as she wore a small dark green onesie.
He was then approached by a 5ft 9 skinny boy with short brown hair, wearing a dark green onesie for some reason. "Ah, good idea man. Keep in tip top shape for this competish." He then flexed his own covered arms, "I've been hitting a gym extensively for this show, hey. Wanna test how strong we are?" The brunette then planted his elbow on the table and held his arm in an arm wrestle position. "Go ahead, see if you have the guts." The buff guy who was still doing curls with the safe latched his free hand in the boy's hand. "And go." The skinny boy pushed with all his might as the muscular guy just focused on his safe and didn't even move any other muscle.
As the three kids ran past this, the little girl went up to the skinny teen "I wouldn't do that Michael."
"Not now Jacqueline, I'm trying to intimidate this guy." Michael whispered to the little girl as he kept trying to push the arm down.
Michael Neilson - The IRL Among Us Player
The little boys then went up to this scene, the cap wearing boy told Michael "I'd listen to her if I were you."
"Better back down while you can dude." The bandana wearer added.
"Like I'm gonna let a couple rugrats tell me what to-" the buff guy then snapped his head to Michael, who saw a fake aura building around him. Michael gulped, "Mommy."
CRASH
Michael laid on the floor holding his arm weeping as Jacqueline patted his head, "I tried to warn you."
"Why didn't I listeeeeen!" Michael cried. "Could you get me my feel better pudding?"
"One sec." Jacqueline went to the fridge, grabbed a pudding cup. But the vibration from the door closing caused a toaster that was precariously perched on the edge of the fridge from some reason fell over.
"Jacqueline!" Michael cried as the girl looked up, only to be saved by someone living the toaster out the window where it shattered against a tree.
The two looked up and saw a pale girl from her bare feet up to her short black hair, short tight blackbelly shirt with red camo sleeves, a pair of black shorts, and sport tape wrapped around her wrists and shins. "Woah, who are you?" Jacqueline asked.
"Just call me Rose." She said.
Rose Lord - The Blind Cage Fighter
Rose then picked up Michael, despite her being much bigger than her. "I suggest keeping an eye on your daughter. She then grabbed a banana and left the two to their devices.
"Oh she's not really my kid, I just babysit her during videos!" Michael explained.
Jacqueline replied, "I believe it is ME who babysits YOU." Michael facepalmed at her.
"Why did I let you convince me to bring you along?" Michael asked, "Even if the rumors of this camp aren't true, there are still a lot of weirdos that have signed up for this show."
Jacqueline went up to Michael, "Hey, whatever happens, remember. We're the greatest creeeewmates~"
Michael chuckled as he pulled out a little keyboard sat beside Jacqueline as the two played, "We're the greatest creeeewmates~ We're the greatest creeeeewmates~"
Back to the two boys, they hugged the victor, "Wow daddy, you were so cool!" The cap stated.
"You took him down faster than that thug that tried to rob us last year!" The bandana said.
The elder Samoan American smirked as he dropped the safe with a thud and patted the two boys' heads, if one looks closely. Dog tag necklaces can be seen around the two boys necks, with the cap boy's saying Jimmy and the bandana's saying Jey. If one looks closely, around the twin brother's father was a dog tag necklace of his own. His name printed on it.
Roman Raide - The Short Fused Homeless Teen Dad
Jimmy and Jey then ran back to a 6ft 4 dark skinned young man with a backwards baseball cap, a grey shirt with a picture of the Earth, with a peace sign over it and stars sprinkled around it, jeans with the knees ripped, black and gold drip, and cyan fingerless gloves. "So you two wish to get into rap huh?" He asked.
Jimmy replied, "Totally, we played for change to help our dad get by."
"But if we're serious we need a coach, who better than professional rap artist Postmaster P!" Jey proclaimed.
Postmaster P - The Rapper with a Heart of Gold
Post chuckled as he waved off, "Well, I wouldn't say that. I'm still trying to break into business myself." He saw the two giving him puppy eyes. "But I suppose a could give a couple pointers." The kids smiled at this as all three grabbed microphones "Okay, first thing to learn is to keep a flow going."
Jimmy turns on a small radio as rap music played, the two boys bopped their heads to the beat.
"Yeah... yo... Here we go! Brothahs and sistahs here my call, making a world for us all! A world free of sufferin and hate, defect from the hands of fate!" Post busted a coupe rhymes, "Now you two try."
Jimmy excitedly got ready for his turn, "Orientation, religion and color, come together to make a world less duller!"
Jey then continued, "Fighting bigotry and harmful spite, to beat negativity you got to bring the fight!"
"Good or bad it doesn't matter, we're all only just living! Time to stop taking and taking and do some giving!"
Greg then looked up at the camera, "As you can see they contestants all preparing for what this season has in store. Stay tuned for part two of season premiere of Total...
Drama...
Diamond Lake."
To be continued.