Last time on Total Drama: Revenge of the Island! Our campers were treated to a cute little icebreaker called "Truth or Electro-Shock!" Zap! Haha. Some shocking revelations were revealed. Like Staci's stories being a load of baloney! Amy and Samey's rivalry cost their team the win but in the end it was compulsive liar Staci who was given the toxic marshmallow of loserdom, much to Rodney's chagrin. I woke up in a good mood today, which means it's time to mess with our campers some more! Who will crack under the pressure? Find out right here, on Total! Drama! Revenge of the island!
Intro plays.
Morning on the Wawanakwa campground. Hairless mutated squirrels chitter and chase each other. Birds with freakishly large bodies attempt to use their normal-sized wings to lift themselves off the ground. A two-headed bunny hops about.
Jo and Brick both come running in from opposite sides and collide with each other. Jo gets up and initiates conversation. "Just finished my 5k run. You?"
"8k!"
"I mean I did a 8k warmup, then 5k at a full sprint."
"My entire run was uphill!"
"Yea, uphill with my eyes shut."
"I ran backwards with earplugs."
"Why earplugs?"
"I don't know!"
"Team Maggot is lucky to have us," Jo finally concedes. "There's a reason why we're undefeated."
JO CONFESSIONAL: Yeah, the reason is ME. I got us THREE points in the last challenge. I told my truth and guessed Lightning and Amy. What did Brick do other than tell everyone he wets his army-issue boxers? Still, he's useful enough to keep around, at least for a while, as long as he stays loyal.
In the Maggot boys cabin, Beardo is causing a stir.
"Everyone, I'd like to give you all a gift," Beardo announces to Shawn, Cameron, Leonard, Mike, and Dave. He goes into his bag and pulls out a pile of CDs. "Check this out."
"Um, what is that?" Cameron asks.
"It's a CD of my newest beatbox songs," Beardo says, handing out a copy to the perplexed boys.
When Beardo comes to Dave, Dave puts his hands up. "Uh, I appreciate it, but no thanks."
"It's free, man. Why don't you take it?"
"I mean, I don't know where it's been and-"
"It's been in my bag. Safe. Clean."
Mike interjects. "Just take the CD, Dave!"
Dave delicately plucks the case out of Beardo's hand and holds it like he was holding something filthy.
"Oh, for goodness sake," Beardo says. "It'd be a lot less insulting if you just came out and said you don't want it!"
DAVE CONFESSIONAL: Okay, so I'm a bit of a hypochondriac. And okay, I find Beardo's beatboxing a little annoying. But can you blame me? …Can you?
In the Rats' female cabin, Scarlett sits on her bed, jotting something down on graph paper.
"Whatcha workin' on, Scarlett?"
Scarlett looks up to see that Jasmine is looming over her - but Jasmine's smile would suggest a more genial context.
"Oh, nothing, just my diary," Scarlett fibs.
"Private stuff, then? Alright," Jasmine seems satisfied with that answer and leaves.
SCARLETT CONFESSIONAL: I'm creating a spreadsheet compiling a profile of every contestant on the island. Their physical attributes, their mental attributes, their strengths and weak points, and any other relevant data. It will be a useful information source as the competition progresses. I just need to lay low and keep an observant eye on every player.
In the mess hall, Scarlett continues her surveillance of the remaining cast. Jo and Brick compete to finish their food first. Dave skeptically pokes at his food with a fork. Scott carelessly flings a glob of food across the room that hits Leonard in the face. Scarlett smiles slyly and scribbles down more observations.
Lightning is eating his food when he suddenly jumps up in his seat. He's choking. Lightning hacks and gags, trying to dislodge whatever is in his throat, when Dawn runs over and performs the Heimlich maneuver. After a few thrusts, Lightning coughs up a small cockroach.
"Okay, ew!" Anne Maria exclaims.
Lightning is relieved. "Phew, thanks, creepy girl!"
Dawn picks up the cockroach off the ground, seemingly unaware of Lightning's brief mortal terror. "Hmm? For what?" She diverts her attention back to the cockroach. "You're safe now, little one."
Sam looks around at his team's table. "Hey, has anyone seen Topher?" His teammates shrug.
Chris is at his trailer on the phone. "Well, I didn't know they were poisonous at the time! Okay. Okay. Bye." Chris hangs up his cell.
"Yo! Chris! Looking good," Topher says.
Chris is surprised by Topher's sudden appearance. "Topher… what are you doing here?"
"Just seeing how our magnificent host starts his day! So is your hair just naturally like that, or do you comb it?"
"Oh, it's natural," Chris soaks up the easy compliments. His hair and makeup team can be seen in the background, seething at their lack of acknowledgement.
"Nice, nice. What's your skincare routine?"
Chris pauses. "Why do you ask?"
"No reason. Just wondering how you get that glow I see on TV. But now that I'm up close… you seem to have missed some areas around your eyes. There's some crow's feet there."
"...crow's feet? MAKEUP! GET OVER HERE!" Chris runs to the hair and makeup crew.
In the bathrooms, Samey tries to fine-tune her new look to separate herself from Amy. She has found a white shirt and red shorts that fit better, and has kept her hair tied back in a ponytail.
"You look terrible. Are those your pajamas?"
Samey turns around to see Amy watching her. Instead of responding, Samey just leaves.
"Don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you!" Amy cries after Samey, but Samey ignores her.
Samey walks outside, where most of the contestants are gathered, waiting. Jasmine spots Samey. "Hey Samey, glad you finally found some clothes that fit! They look great."
"Thanks Jasmine. What are we all standing around here for?"
Dakota jumps in. "Chris is taking forever to get here."
Chris finally pulls up on a quad with Chef. "You really think you can't see them anymore? Are you sure?" Chris asks Chef about his crow's feet. Chef just rolls his eyes.
Chris hops off the quad. "Alright campers. Today's challenge is going to take place on the west side of the island. Just look for the giant pile of junk."
Scott decides to press Chris for an explanation for his tardiness. "Um, what took you so long?"
"You know… just doing host… stuff," Chris' expression falters. Admitting he spent an extra 15 minutes in makeup because of Topher's comment would be too embarrassing.
Cameron raises his hand. "Chris, can I sit this challenge out? I think I have the sniffles."
A couple campers snicker at the use of the childish word 'sniffles'.
"No! Everyone must compete," Chris replies.
"Aw," Cameron wipes his nose on his sleeve. Dave grimaces at this unhygienic behavior.
"Here you go, little boy," Ella hands Cameron a handkerchief.
"Thank you, but I'm the same age as all of you!" Cameron replies before loudly blowing his nose.
CAMERON CONFESSIONAL: I've been in a bubble so long that I haven't been exposed to a lot of the major pathogens. It only makes sense that I would come down with some sort of disease. It's probably minor though, and considering we're all likely being exposed to at least some level of radiation on this island, I should count myself lucky it isn't worse.
"Welcome to the Wawanakwa junkyard!" Chris gestures with his hands at the challenge location. An array of items are arranged in large piles, from useful building materials such as sheets of metal and wood planks to more useless, fetid articles such as waste from Chef's kitchen. "This is where your challenge will take place. You must dig through the garbage and find enough useful materials to build some sort of shelter. At the end of the day, Chef and I will take a look at your shelters, and whichever one seems more liveable will be the winner. And the losers will have a date with me at the campfire ceremony… oh yeah, by the way, this junkyard has a few… inhabitants. Heh, heh, heh. Bombs away!"
"What do you mean, 'inhabitants'?" Asks Mike.
"You'll see!" Chris grins.
Shawn starts things off for the Maggots. "Ok, I built a bomb shelter in my backyard, so I have a bit of practice building structures that are able to withstand a lot of trauma."
Zoey asks the obvious. "...Why did you build a bomb shelter?"
"I'd be crazy not to! You never know when a nuclear war is going to break out!"
ZOEY CONFESSIONAL: Shawn strikes me as a little… paranoid… but he has a lot of survival skills that are useful in challenges.
On the Rats, Sam lazily tries to pull some materials out of a pile. "Ugh…" he moans. He looks over to Rodney, who seems lost in thought. "Rodney, is something wrong bro?"
Rodney looks wistfully off in the distance. "It's just… Staci. Why did we have to vote her off? She was such a-"
Scott interrupts. "-annoying, lying, unhelpful sack of dead weight? Yeah, you're right."
RODNEY CONFESSIONAL: I don't know why the rest of the team hated Staci. She was one of the best members on our team! How will I ever find a girl to match her magic?
Rodney looks over at Amy, who's being cruel to her sister Samey as usual. "Don't make me touch this junk, it's gross. Of course you'd be willing to touch it, because you're trash, so you fit right in. You probably got your new clothes at this garbage dump, too."
Rodney's expression suddenly softens as he becomes inexplicably enamored with Amy.
Topher pulls out a thin plank of wood. "Got some wood!"
Scarlett examines what Topher has. "Hmm… it's balsa. Not an ideal material."
Jasmine is impressed. "Good eye, Scarlett!"
B seems to already have a fully formulated idea in his head as he hastily gathers materials. He pulls back a piece of sheet metal to reveal an extremely large cockroach, about the size of a human. He reels back in terror. The cockroach jumps forth and exhales fire. B uses the piece of metal he was holding to block the flames.
"Ew, ew ew!" Dakota exclaims. "Giant beetle!"
"It's a cockroach, cockroaches aren't beetles," Scarlett corrects.
"Whatever it is, it's trying to burn up B!" Sam cries.
"Wait!" Dawn says. She pulls the cockroach out from her pocket that she saved from Lightning earlier in the day. She holds it up to the giant cockroach. "Is this what's causing you distress?"
The cockroach's expression almost seems to soften, though it is difficult to tell with something like a cockroach. The small cockroach in Dawn's hands leaps out and runs to what one can only assume is its parent. They share a touching reunion and crawl off.
"Heh. Cool," Sam finally says.
"Isn't nature beautiful?" Dawn fawns. Scott rolls his eyes.
Back at the Mutant Maggots, Shawn's plan to build some sort of bomb shelter seems to be falling apart.
"I've always wanted to have a giant wizard's tower!" Leonard says, holding his arms out to make a grandiose gesture.
"That sounds exciting!" Ella chimes in.
"No… no.. we should stick to Shawn's plan!" Dave protests.
"I like the wizard. Wizards are smart. I think we should do that!" Sugar adds.
Beardo makes a dinging noise. "Wizard's tower!" His glare at Dave after saying this seems to indicate he partially chose this option just to spite Dave.
Jo steps in. "Can everyone who just said yes to the wizard's tower please leave and never come back? There's no way we could build a structurally stable tower with this junk."
"Thank you!" Dave says.
"What if we compromise? A bunker that has a wizard's tower added onto it!" Zoey suggests.
"Marvelous!" Leonard says. "Sugar, Ella, Beardo and I can work on the tower since we all like that idea."
Dave looks at Jo, waiting for some sense of reason. "Eh. Whatever," Jo shrugs.
"No! Come on! That's way too much work!" Dave exclaims.
"Just let the nerds build their little tower. It's not like they're going to be much use to us building the actual shelter," says Jo. "As team leader, I order it," she adds, with an air of authority.
Brick jumps in. "I thought I was the team leader!"
"I didn't hear you call it!"
"I didn't hear YOU call it!"
Ella skips in. "Why can't you BOTH be team leader?"
"Oh, shut up and build your tower!" Jo growls in reply. Ella frowns and walks away, dejected.
Meanwhile, on the Rats, B begins communicating his plan to his team. He points up to the tree canopy and gestures at the materials he's gathered.
"B wants us to build up high, and he needs our help getting the materials up there," Dawn translates.
"In the trees? Isn't that dangerous?" asks Sam. "What if we fell or something?"
"Haven't you ever had a treehouse as a kid?" Jasmine asks.
"Uh, no, actually. My room was enough. That's where all the wall plugs were for my games. Heh heh."
"Well, I think it's a good idea. Let's climb!"
"Wait!" Scott says. "Why should we put all our trust into this guy? What if he's wrong?"
"Unless there are any better ideas, it's a risk we're going to have to take," says Jasmine. "Time is ticking."
Scott sighs. Scarlett raises an eyebrow at Scott's protests.
SCARLETT CONFESSIONAL: Scott seems to be interested in casting doubt on our team's strongest players. A pretty transparent plan to eliminate people he sees as threats. He's not very good at it, but I should take note of this. He could be useful later…
As B hammers in planks of wood around the tree, Shawn's bunker is beginning to take shape. Leonard, meanwhile, is building a tower by simply stacking various materials on top of each other. A few hours pass as the sun reaches its peak in the sky and begins to descend toward an impending sunset.
Chris returns to the challenge site to check on the finished products. "Alright campers, your time is up! Let's see what you've got here." Chris examines the teams' shelters. The Rats' shelter is a large, study treehouse situated reasonably aboveground with steps hammered to the tree for easy climbing access. "Impressive, Rats…"
Chris turns his attention to the Maggot's shelter. Shawn's bunker is made of various pieces of sheet metal and has a roof that slants up to a flat top. Right next to it is an unstable, teetering tower cobbled together with a wide assortment of materials. "Maggots… what's going on here?"
"We couldn't settle on one design so we opted for both!" Sky answers.
"And by both, you mean an actual shelter and some sort of large… obelisk…thing?"
"It's a wizard's tower!" Leonard announces.
Chris grimaces. "Yeah, whatever you say, man."
"What? Isn't it obvious?" Leonard says, irritated.
"It's difficult to judge these structures without giving them a test. So, for part two of this challenge, you're going to spend the night in them!"
The contestants sound their frustration and fury.
"I have to sleep in a tree? Like a squirrel?" Scott yells. A hairless squirrel hops out of a bush and fires a quick laser at Scott's feet before running away. "Aah! I'm sorry, okay?"
"How's Lightning supposed to get his beauty sleep out here in the woods?" Lightning asks irately.
"Not my problem, bro," Chris replies.
"Um, excuse me, how does one 'win' this challenge?" Scarlett asks.
"The winner of the challenge is the one whose structure withstands the night of Wawanakwa the best."
"What's there to withstand?" asks Zoey.
"You've all seen the wildlife. You know how they can get," Chris says.
The contestants' faces drop in fear, other than Dawn, who feeds a piece of clover to a horrifically mutated rabbit, seemingly unbothered by its appearance.
"Well, good luck! Try to stay alive!" Chris chuckles before driving off on his quad.
As the sun sets and the sky turns purple with twilight, the Rats examine their quarters for the night.
"Hey, great job, you guys," Sam compliments. The structure appears to be sturdy and safe. The windows are thin slits to let light in.
Scott tries to subtly knock the floorboards with his shoes to find a potential weak spot to point out, but can't find any. "What if one of us fell out or something?"
"Fall out of what? The windows are too small, and the floor is pretty sturdy," Jasmine replies, skeptical.
"I'm just trying to look out for the team! Team safety!" Scott says defensively. B scowls at Scott.
SCOTT CONFESSIONAL: B thinks he's so smart but once I can sabotage one of his little creations he won't know what hit him! (Scott throws a rock against the wall of the confessional, which bounces back and hits him in the face.) OW! It's just way too hard to do that right now, and I think the team is getting suspicious, so I might have to wait for another time…
At the Maggots, Jo assigns sleeping quarters. "Since the wizard kid, little miss sunshine, Weird-o, and the talking bowl of grits made the tower, they get to sleep in it," she says, referring to Leonard, Ella, Beardo, and Sugar respectively.
"Fine by me!" Leonard says with prideful confidence. The four of them enter the tower only to discover how small it really is inside. Instead of building with width in mind, they simply built straight up. There isn't even enough room for anyone to lie down.
"Um…"
"Maybe if we just…"
"Try moving that way…"
"Quit touching me!"
In Shawn's bunker, things are a little more spacious. There are some rudimentary benches and enough floor space to fit everyone else.
"Nice work, you guys!" Sky praises.
"If I had more time and better materials, I could build one like the one I have in my yard - one capable of withstanding 30 kilotons," Shawn brags.
"I'm sure this will do fine," Mike appeases.
Some time passes and the Rats seem reasonably comfortable in their treehouse. Some have even drifted asleep. Scott decides to cast more doubt on B's building skills. "Anyone else find it really hard to sleep on this hard wood floor?"
"Not until you woke me up, jerk!" Amy says groggily.
"Whatev. I'm gonna go for a walk," Scott says as he pushes a few disgruntled teammates out of the way to get to the exit.
"Are you sure that's a good idea? It's probably unsafe outhere," Samey says.
"Trust me. I know what I'm doing," Scott replies curtly as he climbs down the ladder.
SCOTT CONFESSIONAL: My plan was this. Get one of the crazy mutant animals to destroy the house, B gets blamed, B goes home. Easy peasy.
SCARLETT CONFESSIONAL: Scott's clearly trying to find a way to undermine B's respect from the team. But he's too stupid to realize he's putting himself in the crosshairs instead.
Scott wanders the area looking for a mutant animal. "Come on, where are those little freaks when you need 'em?" He comes across a hairless squirrel. "Perfect!" The squirrel stares at Scott with its large eyes. "Just follow me, little guy." Scott takes out some almonds from his pocket. "I found these in the trash heap. I'm sure you're not too picky about that." The squirrel follows Scott toward the shelters, enticed by the promise of food. Scott gets the squirrel underneath the treehouse. "Now, I just need to get you mad!" Scott picks up a small rock and throws it near the squirrel. The squirrel's eyes light up in defensive rage and it fires a laser bolt. The bolt misses Scott as planned but instead of hitting the treehouse, it hits part of the wizard's tower. The tower wobbles dramatically before toppling over onto the bunker next to it, severely damaging it. The Maggots cry out in surprise and fear. Slowly they begin to climb out of the wreckage.
"Ay, what happened? It's hard enough getting any sleep out here without the earth crumblin' in!" Anne Maria says. A stray piece of rubble falls on her, but breaks when it hits her indestructible poof of hair. Anne Maria doesn't even seem to notice.
"My tower!" Leonard mourns.
"YOUR tower just fell on OUR bunker! Now what are we supposed to do?" Dave snaps.
"How could this happen…" Leonard seems utterly baffled by this entirely foreseeable event.
Scott tries to sneak off by climbing up the ladder back to his team's house. Of course, the team heard the giant crash and are waiting for him, with divided feelings.
"All right, Scott!" Topher praises. "Way to sabotage the other team!"
"Uhh… yeah… that was me! I did that!" Scott says, seizing the easy chance to gain his team's loyalty and respect.
"Don't you think that's a bit dangerous? They might be hurt, and now they have no shelter!" Jasmine says.
"Hey, whose team are you on, sha-traitor?" Lightning says to Jasmine.
JASMINE CONFESSIONAL: I was worried about Shawn, okay? Even if he is on the opposite team, I'd hate to see anything bad happen to him. Ugh, this is getting in the way of my game!
"Where are we supposed to sleep now?" asks Sugar indignantly.
"Maybe we can piece it back together!" Brick suggests nervously, trying not to let his anxiety show.
"Guys, I think we have some bigger problems…" Cameron warns fearfully. He points to a raccoon the size of a bear, with spikes on its back like a stegosaurus. It does not look happy. The Maggots scream as the mutated raccoon chases them into the forest.
The next morning, Chris arrives at the challenge site. "Morning campers…" he falters as he sees the Maggots' crumbled remains of a shelter. "Oh, this is awesome!" He laughs. "I'll have to check the camera footage to see what happened!"
Chris walks up to the tree where the Rats' treehouse is. "Rats, you win by default! The entire Maggot team seems to have disappeared somewhere!"
Chris drives up to another tree deeper in the forest. "Maggots, you can come down now. You lost." The Maggots are revealed to all be hiding in a tree in order to escape the wildlife - it looks like none of them got any sleep at all. They all groan in dejected frustration.
Elimination night. The Maggots make their way to the campfire for their first elimination ceremony of the season. "Maggots, welcome!" Chris says. "You may not be familiar with how we run things here, this being your first elimination ceremony and all. Those who are safe get a marshmallow. The person who is going home gets the Marshmallow of Toxic Loserdom and cannot return. Ever." Chef steps out in a hazmat suit holding the metal box which contains the radioactive marshmallow. The contestants reel back in disgust.
"The first marshmallow goes to… Zoey." Chris tosses a grateful Zoey her marshmallow. "Also safe is Sky… Cameron… Mike…Brick."
Chris pauses again for suspense. "Next ones safe are Shawn. Anne Maria. Ella. Sugar. Jo."
Dave, Beardo, and Leonard remain marshmallow-less. Dave feigns confidence but is deeply nervous. "The second to last marshmallow goes to… Beardo."
"What?" Dave is incredulous at his inclusion in the bottom two.
"Dave. Your constant complaining and criticizing has landed you in hot water. And Leonard. Your crappy wizard's tower fell over and cost your team the challenge." Chris takes the final marshmallow off the tray and holds it in between his two fingers. "And the final marshmallow goes to…"
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Dave catches his marshmallow. "Yes!"
Leonard hangs his head. "I should have seen this coming. But clairvoyance was never my strongest attribute."
"Leonard, looks like you've cast your last spell," Chris states.
Chef takes his tongs and walks the toxic marshmallow over to Leonard. "Uh, no thanks," Leonard leans uneasily away from the toxic marshmallow. Chef drops it near Leonard's feet.
At the Dock of Shame, Chris takes out the hose for the Detox of Shame. "Here's my favorite part!" Chris blasts Leonard with the hose. The force is so hard it pushes Leonard into the water. "You got my cloak wet! This thing was custom-made!" Leonard complains. "You're worse than a dark warlock of fire!"
"Uh, yeah. Whatever that means, I don't care. Chef, get him in the boat." Chef picks up Leonard from the back of his cloak and tosses him into the back of the medic boat. "Don't forget to see your doctor for any lingering radiation!" Chris shouts after Leonard as the boat departs. "See, I do care!" Chris grins. "Three down so far, and oh so many more left to keep tormenting. What will I force these desperate teens to do next? Find out right here on Total! Drama! Revenge of the Island!"