Sorry if this took some time, but I just had both of my finals due on Thursday, and my grandma is even sicker than before. But, here's the next episode. Remember, if your character gets kicked off, he or she will still return in the episode visiting the Playa de Losers, as well as the final episode watching the final race.
Extreme Janken
Rufus was spending his third day searching for the island for his treasure. Todd wouldn't say a word, and Rufus couldn't manage to scare him into spilling. Either no one else knew, or no one else was telling. Rufus had a feeling that Christie knew because she was often walking around flipping a gold coin, not that he was going to try to take that from her. When he approached her, she just smiled and laughed.
"A peace offering from Todd, not that he was even on my murder list," she said. "But, it did take Brooke off it."
Confession Cam:
(Rufus) "I swear, when I find my treasure, I'm going to strangle him with a strand of pearls."
(Todd) "Everyone else knows where the treasure is. If he spent the time to get all those poisonous and dangerous critters out of the chest, he'd find a bunch of useless 'treasures' that we got from Chris. After what some of us went through, I felt that we deserved something more than and empty bag of onion flavored chips, or plastic pens that I think Chris swiped from Playa de Losers."
(Nessa) "Rufus is stuck with Walter and me now, or we expose the alliance and he gets voted off next. So, right now, I'm not opening my mouth about where that treasure is…" It is noticeable that she has a new ring on each middle finger.
"Are you ever going to tell him where his treasure is?" Brooke asked Todd as they waded into the water looking for seashells.
"Nope," Todd said. "Not his anymore."
"Did you leave him with anything?"
"He's bragged before about how rich he is, and now, well, we all deserve a little money, right?" Todd said.
"He did find it," Brooke reminded him.
"Wait, Brooke, think of it this way," Todd said. "He's always bragging about how he's taking home the grand prize, so what does he need the treasure for?"
Brooke thought for a moment, then nodded. "He's a jerk anyway, so he doesn't deserve it."
"Now, that is the spirit," Todd said. Suddenly, he hollered. He lifted one of his feet out of the water to see a crab had attached itself via claw to Todd's big toe.
"I believe that is called Karma." Brooke said with a smile.
Todd looked at her and rolled his brown eyes, then pulled the crab off his toe. He was about to drop it, but then came up with a better idea. "Todd…" Brooke tried to stop him from what she knew he was thinking, but he ran off anyway.
"I'll be right back, Brookworm," he said, and disappeared into the boys' tent. He came out a moment later, a large smile plastered on his face.
"Okay, Todd, that's just mean," Brooke said.
"No, it's amusing," Todd said. "Ask anyone else, and they will agree with me."
"Would Rufus?" Brooke asked with her arms crossed.
"He doesn't count," Todd said.
Jamie was sitting at the end of the dock dropping rocks into the ocean when Genevieve approached and sat down next to him. "You hurting?" she asked.
"My girlfriend was taken away," he said. "Of course I'm hurting." He looked at her. "You didn't vote for her, did you?"
Genevieve looked down. "I did…" she said. "But, she was supposed to go home, so I figured it was only fair, you know?"
"No, I don't," Jamie said. "She had won an extra immunity ticket and she was smart to save it. It could have been anyone going home, so I don't know why everyone voted for Bex."
"I can't speak for anyone else but me," Genevieve said. "But I'm sorry for you and I hope that you see her again."
Jamie nodded. "Thanks," he said.
The boat pulled up and all the campers were already standing on the Dock of Shame, waiting for their lunch. Chris smiled as they all filed onto the boat past him. After they had all sat down with what Chef was calling Sloppy Joes, Chris made his way into the mess hall with Chef. They stood back to back.
"Ten paces and shoot," Chris said. He and Chef began counting off as they walked. "One… two… three… four… five… six… seven… eight… nine… ten!" They both turned around, their right hand out with different gestures. Chef had a fist and Chris had his hand flat. "Ha!" Chris cheered. "Paper covers rock!"
Chef grumbled and pulled out a twenty, handing it to Chris.
"I hope you all enjoyed the show," Chris said.
"Oh, it was the best entertainment I've seen in a month," Walter said with a large eye roll.
"Well, for your information, that is your challenge today," Chris said.
"Rock, Paper, Scissors?" Nessa asked warily.
"No," Chris said. "Rock, Paper, Scissors, Lizard, Spock."
"What?" Rufus asked. "Lizard? Spock?"
"Yeah," Chris said. "Additions to the original Rock, Paper, Scissors. Spock," he held up his hand in the 'live long and prosper' sign, "can smash scissors and vaporize rock, but he is disproved by paper and poisoned by lizard. While Lizard," he makes his hand resemble a sock puppet, "poisons Spock and eats paper, but is crushed by rock and decapitated by scissors."
"How charming a new version," Nessa said.
"I like it," Christie said.
"So, how is this a challenge," Todd asked.
"Seeing as there are eight of you, we're having a tournament," Chris said. "Each of you will face off someone of our choosing, and only the winner will continue on." Chef pulled out a board with a picture of all of them all the way to the left. From top to bottom, it was Rufus, Todd, Nessa, Brooke, Walter, Jamie, Christie, and Genevieve. There were four lines between every other picture, and then two further to the right, and finally one line all the way to the right. "The winner gets an immunity ticket to be used whenever and a day with either Vlad and Dmitri," Chef held up a picture of two amazingly beautiful men, "or Elsa and Inga," and Chef held up a picture of two even more strikingly beautiful women, "serving your ever last need, including hand feeding you, and massages."
"And then we vote off someone else?" Genevieve asked.
"No," Chris said. "The loser of the final round will go home."
Everyone widened their eyes. "So, we could be one away and then lose?" Brooke asked.
"Yep," Chris nodded.
"And if I use my ticket to save someone, I probably go home in his or her place?"
"Correctamundo," Chris said.
Brooke sighed.
"Oh, and, when you lose, you get to jump into a giant vat of leeches," Chris said, motioning out the window where a high board was set up over a giant vat.
Confession Cam:
(Todd) "I almost want to lose early, just so that I can't be voted off."
(Nessa) "Vlad and Dmitri looked so hott! I must win!"
(Walter) "It's about being able to see what the other will do before even your opponent knows what he's throwing."
(Rufus) "What a load of corn. This isn't a real challenge."
"Okay, and now our first round," Chris said. "First duel, Rufus against Todd."
The two enemies stepped up to the ring and stared one another down. "Now, Chef will count one, two, three, and then say shoot." Chris said. "Throw your weapon out on shoot. If you fail to do this, you will automatically be leeched."
Chef looked at the two, then counted, "One… two… three shoot!"
Both threw out rock. They went again, throwing scissors. The third time they were both rock again, then paper, lizard twice in a row. It was after fifteen throws that they finally had different items.
"Shoot!"
Todd had rock, and Rufus had scissors.
"And Rufus is he first to climb that high dive and be leeched," Chris said as Chef pushed him up the ladder. There was a large splash and then Rufus crawled out with several leeches sucking to him. He began pulling them off and throwing them back in.
Confession Cam:
(Todd) "Even if I lose my next round, I'm glad I was the one that got Rufus out."
"And our second duel is Nessa and Brooke!"
Nessa stared Brooke in the eyes, while Brooke gulped and flexed her hand a few time.
"Shoot!"
First round and Nessa's scissors trumped Brooke's paper.
"It's okay, Brookworm," Todd said as she climbed the ladder and then jumped into the vat of leeches. She crawled out, amazingly free of leeches.
"I'm almost glad," she said. "Now I don't have to worry about getting voted off."
Walter and Jamie stepped up, and Walter smiled. "Shoot!"
Jamie was the first to use Spock, as Walter assumed he would. And Walter won with lizard.
Confession Cam:
(Walter) "I could see that Jamie was itching to throw Spock, so I threw lizard. Sure, it would be fun to use Spock but…" he struggles to make the sign and finally gives up.
"And the final duel of round one!" Chris announced as Christie and Genevieve stepped up to the circle.
The first three tries were rock, paper, Spocks. It was round four after "Shoot!" that Christie threw the deadly scissors, and Genevieve threw paper… and when Christie threw scissors… she threw a real pair of scissors, slicing off a bit of Genevieve's still pink from the torture challenge hair.
"I guess that Christie wins this round," Chris said.
Genevieve climbed the ladder and cannon-balled into the vat as Rufus, Brooke, and Jamie had done already.
"And onto round two," Chris said. "The rules are the same, but the stakes are higher."
"Not really," Walter said.
"Hush, we need the drama," Chris said. "Okay, and our first duel… Todd against Nessa."
Confession Cam:
(Todd) "Well, if I'm going to lose, now is the time to."
(Nessa) "I think I'll have a double foot massage from the beautiful Vlad and Dmitri."
"Shoot!"
Todd, figuring that Rock had won for him last time, threw rock again. Nessa, 'in respect for Brooke's paper which she had beat, threw paper.
Todd sighed when Nessa began happy dancing. He climbed up the ladder, saluted, and then fell backwards into the vat.
"And the second duel of round two" Chris said as Walter and Christie took their places.
"Shoot!"
Walter and Christie both threw rock, paper, rock, scissors, something that was a mix between rock and paper, lizard, and rock. They then stared one another down for a long moment.
Confession Cam:
(Walter) "Well, lizard won for me once, and I'll bet he'll do it again."
(Christie) She's twirling the scissors she had somehow recovered. "Can I invent a new one called machete?"
"And shoot!"
Walter once again threw the sock puppet like lizard, while Christie threw out scissors (figuratively this time). "And scissors decapitates lizard," Chris announced. "Walter, to the vat."
Walter climbed the ladder and jumped into the vat.
"And for our final round duel," Chris said. "Chistie versus Nessa! Now the stakes are really higher." The two girls stared at one another.
"That ticket is mine," Christie said.
"I believe you are mistaken," Nessa said. "Because Vlad and Dmitri are about to work me into their schedule for a full day."
"One… two… three shoot!"
Both girls threw out their fists.
Confession Cam:
(Nessa) "And I could really use a good deep tissue massage…"
(Christie) "It will work again…"
Christie held out her hand in the scissors symbol. Nessa smirked seeing Christie's face and the scissors. She lifted her hand from out in front of her to beside her head. "Live long and prosper… on some other show."
Confession Cam:
(Walter) "This is very good. Christie is going, and only Nessa has to worry whether Christie plans to take her head off as a souvenir."
(Nessa) "Vlad and Dmitri, you're mine for a full day!"
"Sorry, Christie," Chris said. "This is where you must leave Total Drama Island, for good." Chris said. "It has been nice knowing you, and we'll see you at Playa De Losers."
"I knew there was one," Walter said.
Christie grumbled and walked onto the boat, to be taken away. Chris handed Nessa her ticket and then stepped aside as the two beautiful men walked out. "They are yours for the next twenty-four hours, Nessa."
"Yay!" Nessa clapped. "Hi, I'm Nessa," she said holding out her hand. "So, who is who?"
The two men cocked their heads in confusion. One pointed at himself and said loudly, as if he couldn't hear himself, "Vlad!"
That's when Nessa noticed something about them. They both had hearing aids in their ears. They were both deaf.
Confession Cam:
(Rufus) "That's actually great!"
(Nessa) "I knew it was too good to be true."
Suddenly Jamie's stomach began to grumble. "Hey," he said. "Chris left without serving dinner."
"Oh, no," Genevieve cried. "I'm so hungry!"
