Awriiight! I got my first four contestants: Marlynn, Doerenda, Allison, and Lilyy. Congrazzles y'all on being in round numero unooooo!!!
P.S.-to anyone who is thinking about entering, fill the app out like a conversation, THAT'S how I'm determining your personality and the way you normally speak, see how that works?
And just to say: I don't own chris or the contestant OCs, just the crew.
Round one: Wal-mart
Chris smiles his 'only-money-could-make-my-teeth-this-white' smile and launches into an intro. "Hello viewers, and welcome to Total Drama Public!! Unlike TDI, where we had campers, teams, and elimination challenges, TDP will have single lightning rounds of challenges with rotations of contestants that we pull out from the public! That's where I got the name." He winks and chuckles. "The prize for winning is $500 dollars, the challenges are a little less torturous but just as hilarious, and I can even include my crew in the challenges to spice things up a little!" "Ahem!" Chris narrowed his eyes, reluctant to have the camera move away from him. "Speaking of crew, here they are! The Nekuro clan!" The camera moves to show two girls and a boy. "The youngest one, with the pale lilac eyes and hair to match, who also happens to be blind…is Lily! Lily is a little angel." Lily waves shyly and shuffles behind her sister. "And the girl Lily just hid behind is our resident pervert, Lina!" Lina casts a bored look and resumes staring at Doe's tail. "Okay…moving on, this charming gentleman is Lina's twin, Steven! He's gay, sorry all you ladies out there!" Steven smiles and bows a little. The camera shifts around and shows a girl wearing a black blindfold. "And this is the eldest sister, Mika. She's mute, and for reasons unknown, she doesn't ever use her eyes, heck I don't even know if she HAS eyes!" The camera shifts to Chris again. "Well, with all formalities over, let's begin!"
Gesturing dramatically, Chris lead the crew to today's arena. "Since this is TDP, everything is public, including the places where the challenges are held! Lina! Venture forth into Wal-mart and pick out four random people and haul them to customer service!" Lina gave an eccentric salute and ran off.
After ten minutes Lina arrived with four girls in tow, Mary Lynn, Doerenda, Allison, and Lilyy. "Okay Chris, here's today's lucky contestants!" Lina began, introducing them. "This is Marlynn, she's my kind of girl because anyone who loves The Beatles and hates Hannah Montana is on my good list, and as a plus, she's in to extreme stunts! Wicked!" Lina hugs a girl wearing a Beatles shirt, silver running shoes, and ripped Capri jeans with 'daredevil' stitched down the leg. "Sweet, always a pleasure to meet another Beatles fan!" Marlynn bumped fists with Lina.
"Next," Lina removed herself from Marlynn and stands next to a girl wearing a black choker with a deer charm, neon green spaghetti strap shirt with a black unbuttoned short sleeved shirt over it, and black short-shorts, "is Doe. She's wild! Hehe, I know, I know, my puns are horrible. Anyways, she's got deer ears and a deer tail…hmm, wonder if her panties have a hole for her tail…" Lina reaches for Doe's black short-shorts, but Doe nips at Lina's fingers. "Ack! Well, as you can see, she's pretty energetic and maybe a bit loopy, but I bet you've got a sound head on your shoulders, yeah?" Doe blinked her neon green and blue eyes and grinned. "You got it!"
Lina edged over a bit and muttered to herself "Mark my words I WILL see your panties, deer woman!" She directed her attention to a girl clad in a very short black dress with jeans and black converse. "This is Allison, she's cool, being a drummer and all. But don't toss any lemon-type things at her!" Allison nods and taps a rhythm on the side of her leg. "Um…just to let you know, besides the allergy I've also got asthma so…" Lina nudges her gently "No worries, if anything triggers, Steven will be there to assist you in five seconds flat. He hates seeing people in distress, especially girls."
"And last but not least, is Lilyy! Hey, you know your name is nearly the same as my sister's?" Lina slung an arm around the shoulders of a girl in a black tank top, dark skinny jeans, black army boots, black wristband, black choker necklace, and with a spider web tattoo on her neck. "You sure don't LOOK like my angelic sis though, you look like the type of girl to draw while listening to some hard rock, am I right?" Lilyy nodded and shrugged off Lina's arm awkwardly. "Yeah, but contrary to the way I'm dressed, I do NOT like the whole twilight obsession." She pulled a disdainful face. "I hear ya sister, vampire love just ain't my thing."
"Well, now that we've covered all beginning bases, I'm your host Chris, and I'm sure Lina has already informed you that you're on Total Drama Public!" Chris clapped his hands once and gathered the girls in a semicircle around him. "To win today's challenge and score a cool five hundred dollars to line your pockets, you'll be racing around the store to find bright green Task-Tags, which have a variety of mischievous tasks for you to perform. All you need to do to win is make it back to customer service with five tags, but watch out, if a Wal-mart staff person catches you and kicks you out…well, you don't win." "Uhm…isn't that…illegal?" Lilyy asks. Chris laughs heartily "Illegal? I've got such superior lawyers, I could blow up the moon and get away scot-free! Don't worry about it, you won't be doing anything illegal, just very annoying. You'll have such fun! That is…unless the manager decides to pull out all stops and let guard dogs loose…but don't worry about it! With all said, let the mischief BEGIN!" Chris pulls a party popper with a BANG! and all four girls raced off to different areas of Wal-mart.
Doe raced to the clothing section, bowling over an elderly woman on the way. " I see one!" She yelled triumphantly. Taped to a thin lacey bra and panties set was a bright green tag. Doe practically leaped at it and read aloud "Put super sexy lingerie in elderly men's carts when they aren't looking." Blink. "…HAHAHAHA!! Awesome!" Doe grabbed an armful of the sexiest lingerie she could find and looked around, tail wiggling in excitement. "Hm…this calls for some special skills…aha! First target sighted!" Doe crawled on the floor into the empty space inside a circular clothes rack next to an old man browsing the shirts. Carefully, she waited for the man to turn then tossed a pair of flaming pink sparkling spandex panties into the man's basket. "Buahaha!" She giggled silently to herself before taking the tag and crawling off in search of any other targets.
"WHAAAT?? You gotta be kidding me!" Marlynn rubbed her temples while staring down at the bright green tag taped to a music sampler station in the CD section. "Ask everyone in 'Electronics' "Do you know what CD this song is on? I don't know the name but it goes like this:". Then sing loudly, and don't stop until somebody tries to throw you out. Sing whatever you want, but for maximum hilarity, Lina suggests 'Jizz in my pants'." Marlynn removed the tag and saw that said song was already ready on the sampler. She put on the cushy headphones and hit play. "…Well…it ain't Eighties…but I guess it'd work better than 'Hey Jude'." Marlynn innocently tiptoed to the Electronics checkout counter and waited her turn in line. "Welcome to Wal-mart. How may I help you?" The man at the register asked. "…Changed my mind." She retreated back to the CD racks leaving a puzzled employee. After weighing some pros and cons, she deiced to return for another shot. "Ah, it's you again. Need any help now?" The clerk raised an eyebrow in mild amusement. "Well, you see, I need help locating a certain album…Do you know what CD this song is on?" The clerk stepped out from behind the counter and followed Marlynn as she led him to the music aisles. "I forget the name, but it goes like this…
Last week - I saw a film
As I recall it was a horror film
Walked outside into the rain
Checked my phone and saw you rang and I
Jizzed in my pants!"
The clerk, dismayed at the fact Marlynn was singing slightly inappropriate lyrics at the top of her lungs, rushed to seek aid from other staff.
"Speeding down the street
when the red lights flash
Need to get away
need to make a dash
A song comes on
that reminds me of you and I
Jizz in my pants!"
Marlynn continued, edging away warily as she noticed other customers filing complaints concerning her singing.
"The next day my alarm goes off and I
Jizz in my pants
Open my window and a breeze rolls in and I
Jizz in my pants
When bruce willis was dead at the end of sixth sense I
Jizzed in my pants
I just ate a grape and I
Jizzed... in... my pants
Jizzed... in... my pants!"
"HEY YOU!" Two burly security guards came barreling around the corner. "YIPE!" Marlynn beat a retreat at breakneck speed. "Agh! How do I lose them???" She sped to the clothing department, hoping to lose her pursuers in the maze of clothing racks.
Allison was furtively darting through the sporting goods section, geared up in hunter's camouflage and trying to carry a fishing rod as discreetly as possible. "Stupid tag…'Take fishing rods & a fishing hat from Sporting Goods to the Pet Department. Pretend to fish in the goldfish tanks.' what kind of fool would even THINK of these kind of things." She whistled casually as she crossed the main walkway and into the little aisle in the back with a wall of fish tanks. Opening up a tank of goldfish, she dropped in her hook and stood there. "…This is boring………" She held the pole loosely in her left hand and air drummed with her right. A few customers walked by and asked if anything was biting…she just gave them a withering look and resumed air drumming. Soon Allison was drumming with both hands and the hook was dancing around in the tank, tapping out an erratic beat on the glass until it broke free of the water and came swinging back at her. "Ouch!" She hissed and pulled the hook out of her leg. "Great…" She sighed and watched a minute trickle of blood traverse down from the puncture wound. "Screw it, these fish need to die for what they did to me." She plunged her hand into the tank, grabbing the hook and securing it to the edge of the tank so it would hold. Grinning evilly at the unsuspecting fish, she played the scene through in her head: she would enthusiastically 'fish' while subtly jerking the tank off it's safe perch. "WHOA!!! Thar she blows! The great White Whale!!" Allison reeled the line, bending the rod with tension and thrashing about frantically. "MOOOOOBY DIIIIIIICK!!!" By now, a small crowd had gathered at the mouth of the aisle, some taking pictures with their cellphones. "What in Davey Jones's Locker is going on here?!" An aquarium maintenance employee stormed up to the crowd, dispersing them to get to the source o the uproar. CRAAASHHHSPLLLSSSHHH!! Allison's wild frenzy had pulled the tank right over the edge of the shelf and it came crashing down, spilling twenty goldfish and excesses of water everywhere. "Gyaah!" The employee slipped and stumbled while Allison raced off, a cackling blur in the pet aisle.
Lilyy milled about the magazine racks, lurking until…"3:05! Break time at last!" The clerk from lane 6 locked up her cash register and power walked to the employee lounge in the back. "About time! That loser wouldn't stop being a friggin cheery look-at-me suck up." She noticed the clerk had left the lane's power on. Scanning the area for security, she clambered up onto the rotating item belt and kicked on the switch. "Heh, this kinda reminds me of that music video with the guys on treadmills." Some of the customers in the adjacent lines began peeking over the gum racks to get a better look at the black clad girl jogging on the lane's item belt. Lilyy scanned her tag and recited her line. "This is the best shape I've been in years! And the best thing is, my membership was free for the first three months!" Many passersby stopped to take a picture or giggle. All of a sudden the lane's number lit up red and the belt stopped, momentum jerking Lilyy off balance and sending her flying into the cash register. "OW! You jerks!!" She regained her footing and ran, retreating from the approaching security guards into the toy section.
Marlynn was hiding in the middle of a circular rack, the security had long lost her trail, but she had found another tag. "Okay, how do I do this without getting caught?" She tentatively stepped out and quietly followed the tag which had somehow gotten taped to the back of a male teenager…and of course the tag had 'kick my nuts I'm kinky' scrawled on the visible side. Quickly she ripped the tag of and darted into the chips aisle. The tag had two big words on it : RED ROVER. "Yes! This is SO up my alley!" She walked swiftly down the main walkway, looking down the food aisles or a lineup of people. Grinning like a pikachu in a power plant, she took up a runner's position at the head of the frozen dinner aisle where a group of five young men were lined up, debating over whether to purchase hash browns or tater tots. Marlynn took a deep breath and shot down the aisle. "RED ROVER, RED ROVER, I CALL MARLYNN OVER!!!" She bellowed, smashing full-force into the men and dashing out the other end of the aisle leaving behind a tangled wreckage of men in her wake. "The daredevil strikes again!" She could hear the men recovering and continued her run into the baby section to hide and catch her breath.
Doe cackled, watching an old man being punished by his wife for having slutty lingerie in his possession. "Hahaha! This is just TOO good!" She wandered into the outdoors section, looking out for any tags. She was about to follow a spandex-clad teen when a sliver of bright green caught her eye. Nestled between two outdoor tents was a Task-Tag. Doe snatched it and read, her eyes speeding over the words and her grin growing every second. Seven minutes later, a large camping tent was constructed in the middle of the main walkway equipped with a boom box and a cooler full of drinks. Doe, dancing happily inside, waited for some curious customer to unzip the flap and ask what was going on. It wasn't much longer before zzzzip! A woman peered in at the dancing Doe. "Excuse me young lady, but what do you think you're doing blocking the walking space with this tent?" Doe grinned. "Sorry lady, you can't come in! This party is exclusive VIP invite only! Tell you what, I'll invite you in if you bring pillows from the Bed and Bath aisle!" The woman bewilderedly zipped the tent flap halfway up and moved along. Before long, a lanky teen opened up the flap and pulled down his purple tinted shades. "Woah… dudette, are you having a party?" Doe swiveled her ears toward the boy to better hear him over the blaring music. "Yeah man! You wanna get in, you gotta bring pillows!" The teen quickly ducked out looking like he didn't want to get involved, but he shortly returned with a large burden of various pillows. "Stick it to the man, deer woman, yeahhh!" He tossed the pillows inside as Doe tossed him a drink. "Ahh yes, life is good." The two opened cans and toasted their brief moment of relaxation.
Lilyy was sitting against the bike racks, keeping a wary eye out for guards. When she finally recovered from her all out sprint, she stood up. "Dangit, I'm gonna need a little more speed the next time I try to lose security!" She slammed her fist into the rack, causing a few bikes on the upper racks to teeter dangerously. As Lilyy silently fumed over how monstrously buff the guards were a Tag fluttered down from the racks. "Oh?" She picked it up. "Ride a bicycle through the store; claim you're taking it for a test drive." She surveyed the bicycles, checking the design and bakes on a few until finally settling for a rugged black bike. "Eh, missing something…" She walked over and grabbed a few bike chiains off the wall and decorated the metallic black frame with them. "Perfect!" Grabbing a helmet from the nearby wall Lilyy took a running start, swung herself onto the seat and pedaled like greased lightning. "How ya like me now, Wal-mart security! Eat my epic goth dust!!!" She cheered, zooming around the aisles and creating gusts of wind in her need for speed.
Allison was lying on the cold linoleum clutching a Task-Tag, completely drained and trying hard to catch her breath. Three electric turkey carvers, five hand saws, a pack of Scooby Doo band-aids, and one hundred twenty eight action figures later she had taken up the entire action figures aisle with a full on war between the G.I. Joe and X-Men action figures. "Must…go on…will not…let asthma…take me now… " Unexpectedly someone took her hand and gently helped her to her feet. "Hello Allison, it appears as though you'd appreciate my assistance." She tiled her head up to find herself face to face with Steven's sparkling dark chocolate eyes. He had a hand placed on her lower back for support and was holding her hand. "…" She tried to remain focused on the task of steadying her breathing. Smiling warmly Steven dug in his pocket and placed an inhaler in her hand. "And here's a megaphone," he said with mirth in his tone. "so you don't waste your breath again. I would know, I wrote this particular Task Tag." "Thanks." She took a few breaths caught her second wind. Allison stood on her own and stepped up on the empty shelf facing the main walkway. "Step up! Step up! Witness the war to end all wars, the battle of the millennium, the clash that will answer all your problems! The G.I Joes versus the X-Men! Place your bets, place your bets!" She called out like a shady dealer at a carnival booth. Many people started to come by, tossing spare change into buckets for either side, and many children planted themselves right in front of the action…That is, until janitorial personnel showed up. Swinging a gnarled mop saturated with water of questionable origins, a grizzled old janitor swiftly shooed away the adults first, then the children. "You, missy, have been causing QUITE the commotion, and I want it to STOP!" He barked at Allison. "NO! I refuse to lose because of a dirty old fogey!" and in an act of pure desperation, she hopped on a skateboard and sped off.
Unfortunately for the two speedsters there was about to be a messy crash in aisle three between two girls wearing black, one mounted on a bicycle and another on a skateboard. Allison whizzed around a corner and sped down the main walkway, toward the maze of food aisles. "Getcher troublemaking rump back here missy!" The furious old janitor screamed after her, giving chase on an in-store golf cart. At the very same moment Lilyy was catching some intense air by taking her bike off a mad jump. An employee setting up a display had assembled a ramp on which to display the latest flavor of Oreos, but Lilyy deemed it the perfect jump to take the bike on. "Wheeee!!" And, like anything else could make this situation worse, Doe was nibbling on a Tag and prancing through the food section, throwing random items into the neighboring aisles. "Lalala, pretzels in the ice cream section! Cheese in the bread section! Pickles in the yogurt section!" Crash! Splatter! Mush! It was quite an amusing sight, really, to look up and watch as food flew overhead only to explode or splatter in a different aisle. As Doe continued her furious food fling, an oozing trail of mixed spilled liquids trailed its way onto the walkway in front of the food section. Lilyy's ride hit the linoleum with a splat "What the?! Is that pickle juice and queso? GROOOSSSS!!" She tried to brake, but the collection of fluids acted like lubrication and the tires could gain no traction. Allison rounded the next corner, looking over her left shoulder to blow a raspberry at the janitor as her skateboard sloshed right into the muck. "Hey! HEY!! INCOMING!!!!" Lilly screeched. Allison turned and had four seconds for the look of dawning comprehension to etch into her features before impacting hard into Lilyy. The skateboard stuck under the bike's wheel and flipped Lilyy over the handlebars onto Allison and both girls ended up in a pile in the sea of liquids, both knocked out.
"Whoa!" Marlynn winced at the sight, surveying the wreckage. She had been running around with a pair of navy and silver striped women's panties on her head for eleven minutes, and was in possession of three Tags. By now Wal-mart was literally swarming with thoroughly disturbed customers and outraged staff members. She looked up and spotted Doe on the opposite side of the walkway, wide eyed and giggling. A look of realization passed between them and in a flash both had lunged for the bodies of the fallen. Wrestling viciously on top of two unconscious teens while lubed up by olive oil and tapioca was by no means any easy feat. Passing males ran to the scene, whistling and catcalling at the girls digging in each other's pants. "YES!" Marlynn scrabbled out of the mass clutching two stolen Task-Tags with Doe not far behind. "Oh no you don't!!" Marlynn squeaked as a bottle of squeeze cheese narrowly missed her head, Doe had resorted to throwing more food. "Ah crap!" Marlynn veered hard to the left and made a mad dash through the checkout lanes. "Whatsa matter? Taking the long way to the fin--AAARGH!!" While she was distracted she failed to notice the human barrier blocking the main path to Customer service and hurtled headfirst into a formation of Wal-mart security.
"Well, well, WELL! It seems we have our winner!" Chris exclaimed, clapping while the Nekuro siblings coated Marlynn with confetti. "*Gasp…gasp…*" Marlynn collapsed at the host's feet, holding up five bright green Task-Tags. Chris gingerly held the food-coated tags away from him with two fingers, "Marlynn, for winning today's challenge you are awarded FIVE. HUNDRED. DOLLARS!" He tossed the tags aside as Steven helped Marlynn up and handed her $500 and a large towel to clean herself off. "YEAH! WOO!" She hopped and cheered so energetically she sent specks of food-sludge flying everywhere. "Blargh!" Chris hid behind Lina. "Um, Chris…" Lily walked up with Doe, each supporting a groggy Allison and Lilyy. "Don't you think we're going to be in serious trouble with Wal-mart now?" "Correct, the whole lot of you are hereby BANNED from stepping from on any Wal-mart property in the country!" A sweaty maroon faced man wearing a grey suit with a bad comb over advanced on the group. "I've posted your faces on the Wall of Shame! Now GET OUT!" He roared, sending everyone running for their lives.
Panting, Chris smiled and addressed the four teens. "Well, great effort all four of ya! Let's have a round of applause for our lovely ladies, Marlynn, Doe, Allison, and Lilyy!" Clapping followed briefly. "So, today's mayhem has been strewn and what a challenge it was! A thrilling finish by our winner Marlynn! What will happen next time? Tune in to find out on Total Drama Public!"