The 8 Burning Birds all sat on stumps at the campfire ceremony. Chris stood in front of them with a plate that has 7 marshmallows on it, "Campers...let me tell you what this is all about. These marshmallows represent life in this game and as you can see, there are only 7 marshmallows on this plate and 8 of you here. If I call your name, you come up, grab a marshmallow and stay another day. The contestant who does not receive a marshmallow must walk down to the Launchpad Of Shame and board the Rocket Of Losers and you can't come back. Ever. Any questions?"
Olga raised her hand, "Where rocket take us?"
"When you get launched in the rocket, it is GPSsed to go to this place known as the Playa. At the Playa, you can finally relax from all the torture you've endured on the island. Upon landing, the rocket may or may not explode. I had a few interns test them and they kind of came out extra crispy."
Philip blinked, "So, we could potentially die if we are eliminated?"
Chris shrugged, "Maybe. Anyway, back to the ceremony. The first contestant who is safe is...Theo."
The knight jogged up and skewered his marshmallow on his joust.
"Olga"
The cave girl walked up, grabbed her marshmallow and fed it to her monkey.
"Yumi"
The clown got up, grabbed her marshmallow and snorted it up her nose.
"Adam"
The redneck inventor got up and claimed his marshmallow.
"Luna"
The witch got up and claimed her marshmallow, "I'm still in the game, my pretties! Mweeheeheeheehee!"
"Janessa"
The beatnik got up and grabbed her marshmallow.
Ollie and Philip sat on their stumps. Philip stared nervously at the single marshmallow while Ollie took a nice, long drag of his cigarette, "Nice knowing ya, inhaler-boy."
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"Philip"
Philip gasped with joy. Ollie just stood there, his cigarette falling out of his mouth as if in slow motion, "But...how does he stay? Why am I the first to go?"
"Ye calleth me a tin can and thou smoked too much." Theo replied, crossing his arms.
Philip nodded, "When I got back to the cabin, my pillow was covered in cigarette buts. You used my bed as an ashtray."
Olga nodded in agreement, "Yeah, Ollie smell weird, make Olga's eyes water and Eep Eep feel sick."
"You spit tobacco in my face, dawg. Not cool, daddy-o." Janessa replied with a satisfied smirk.
Yumi made a disgusted face and stuck her tongue out.
Ollie growled and angrily threw his pack of cigarettes at Chris, "You're all a bunch of WIMPS who can't handle second hand smoke. Heck, you probably cry like pussies if you have to sit near the smoking section of a restaurant. I'm outta here. This Playa place better have some smokes for me when I get there..."
The punk teen marched down the Launchpad Of Shame and entered the Rocket Of Losers. Chef lit the fuse and the rocket blasted off the the playa. Ollie was the first one eliminated and without his smoking, Philip knew he could breathe easier.
PHILIP (CC): The air on the island smells 100% better now that Ollie is gone.
MARY (CC): Stupid punk never gave me back my KISS lighter. If I get voted off at some point, he'd better give it back to me at the Playa.
Later that night, Adam walked up to the mens side of the Frosty Ferrets cabin, "Clark, ya awake?"
Clark came out and opened the cabin door. He was dressed in a Halloween costume of Rigby from Regular Show as pyjamas, "Oh, hello Adam...is there something you wish to ask me?"
Adam sighed and looked down, "Ya know, I'm real sorry bout offendin' you with that cap of mine. I put it away and from now on, I'll be wearin a straw hat."
Clark chuckled a bit and shook his head, "No, Adam. It is I that should be sorry for attacking you. You had no idea how serious my spiritual connection to raccoons was."
Adam chuckled a bit, "So, I heard you're really into that...furry fandom. Is that what they call it?"
Clark nodded, "I am indeed a furry though I do overlap with otherkin as well."
Adam smiled at Clark and reached into his pocket, pulling out a charm that had a fox on it, "Mah grandmaw was really into foxes herself. One time her life was saved by a fox and ever since then, she said that foxes are signs of good luck in our family. You kin keep this for good luck. Think of it as a present of friendly rivalry."
Clark shook his head, "No. You keep it. All of us have an animal deep within ourselves, the worst thing you can do is give yours away. You don't have to accept it but it will always be a part of you. If you ever feel lost and interested in spirit guides, I'm the one to talk to as long as I'm on this island."
Adam smiled and shook Clark's paw, "Thanks. I reckon I'll be seein you sometime soon, buddy. Good night, Clark."
Clark smiled back, "Good night, Adam."
CLARK (CC): Adam means well, he just needs to find peace with nature.
The Native American teen retired back to the icy cabin and snuggled close to his Sly Cooper doll while Adam returned to the steamy sauna of the Burning Birds' cabin.
Philip woke up and rubbed his eyes, "Hey Adam, I'd like to make a deal with you. Exactly how rich are you?"
Adam smiled, "Even though I live on a farm, mah folks are pretty rich, we just struck oil but we prefer to be modest bout our money."
A smile crept across Philip's face, "Well, in that case, I have a deal for you. Every time our team is up for elimination, you will have to give me 100 dollars if you want to stay in the game. It's the only way I won't convince the others to vote you off."
"Gee, I dunno..." Adam rubbed his chin.
Philip walked up to Adam and put his hand on his shoulder, "Come on, the money will go to a good cause, I promise. And by accepting this deal, it'll be a win-win situation. As long as I'm here, you'll make it to the merge no problem while I'll be investing that money in making a certain someone happy. So, what do you say? Deal?"
Adam smiled and shook Philip's hand in agreement, "Ya drive yerself a hard bargain."
ADAM (CC): I'm pretty sure I can trust Philip, he seems like he knows what he's talking about.
PHILIP (CC): It's all part of strategy. I need some source of income in case I got eliminated and miss out on the mil. That close brush with being the first to go just motivated me to do so.
Meanwhile, Chris was on the docks, facing the viewer, "Looks like Ollie has been smoked out and everyone lost control of their bladder. Stay tuned for the next episode of Total Drama Fire And Ice!
Eliminated so far: Ollie
So what do you think of the first elimination and who do you think will go next?