An image of a rather famous delinquent came into frame, and though the footage was in black and white, one could practically plaster the green mohawk upon his head. "Hey, Duncan here," the ever so familiar voice rang out, cocky undertones sweeping through with those three words. The footage moved back, other audition tapes joining alongside them in rows and columns, each of them from the original cast of Total Drama Island.
"You thought it was over?!" Chris's voice rang out, the image vanishing to reveal him standing on the dock, sipping a can of Diet Coke through a red bendy straw. "That was almost 9 years ago, people! And as you all know, the drama never ends!" He haphazardly tossed the soda can behind him, wiping his hands of condensation along his well-fitting khaki shorts. "Through persuasion of both the verbal and financial degree, I have managed to re-create the very same island and campsite that the first season took place on, and I am bringing 24 teens back to compete for $100,000 dollars!"
He laughed, standing in front of the sign that read 'Camp Wawanakwa'. "Myself, Chef, and a panel of production members have filed through your audition tapes, and have picked the best of the best campers to compete." He sighed, directly addressing the audience. "I know, it's a basic algorithm for cable success, but we managed to spice it up by getting into contact with each original cast member and forming a challenge based on them! You can't write this stuff, people!"
The music began to swirl in the back, as Chris gestured around him. "Who will win? Who will the world fall in love with this time around?! Will this group of teens garner as much success as their predecessors?! Find out on this season of,"
"TOTAL! DRAMA! RETURN!" On each beat, the camera panned out, revealing the front exterior of the island. "Man, I missed saying that!"
(The good ol' theme jingle)
"Welcome back, folks! Glad you decided to come back, because you don't want to miss an ounce of what these new teens have to offer!" Chris exclaimed, just as a boat horn sounded the arrival of the first camper. "Wow, what a perfect cue! Right now we have our first camper, Ricky!"
A tall male stepped out, holding two duffels, both of which had a small pride flag attached to the zipper. His olive hued complexion caught the sun, almost making him appear translucent, but in a graceful, angelic manner. His monolid eyes, due to his Korean background, were a deep shade of black, his long, black locks tied back into a bun. He finished off his rather relaxed appearance with a pair of light denim jeans, and a white t-shirt. "Hey, Chris! Nice to finally be here!" He politely greeted as he walked across the dock, high-fiving Chris as he settled near the opposite end of the dock.
"Good to see you, Ricky!" Chris smiled, pivoting on his heel to face where the boats were being dropped off, only to be faced with a female of average height, her chocolate brown gaze holding little amusement. She appeared intimidating, from her black hair with purple-tip dye, tied into low pigtails, to her outfit, which consisted of a black tank top with the words 'Runaway' scrawled in messy bold, dark wash denim shorts frayed at the hem, and black combat boots.
"OH MERCIFUL JESUS!" Chris exclaimed, clutching his heart. "Oh, it's not a scary, Hot Topic ghost, it's just Sara!" Chris forced a laugh, ensuing an eye roll from Sara as she rashly clutched her bags. "Wow, McLean, how clever, it's almost like that was scripted, just like half of your BS programs." She sneered, slamming her stuff down beside Ricky, who was smirking in enjoyment over the girl's clever retort.
Chris narrowed his eyes, shaking his head whilst sourly mumbling. "I am just great at being put on the spot, I am a natural improviser." Another horn rang in the distance, an average height girl with dark brown skin, hazel eyes,black hair that was expertly styled, with bangs across her forehead, the locks cascading to her upper back, wearing red-framed glasses, a light blue dress shirt, tan skirt, and tan sandals. "Hey Sara, meet Sarah!"
Sarah smiled, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose with her index finger. "Well, I am naturally biased toward liking this Sara!" Sarah moved to stand beside the other, who looked away, her eyebrows raised in an unamused manner.
"Hold on!" Chris held up his hand, appearing to be talking on the cell phone. "Word has it that our next contestant isn't actually on a boat...but is already on the island?" Quizzically, each of them began to look around, until a guy suddenly burst onto the dock, his light brown locks partially concealed by a black beanie, his circular green eyes holding an almost feral nature to them. He wore a red shirt, a green jacket, blue jeans, and blue Converse. Ricky jumped, Sara scoffed, and Sarah adjusted her glasses at the sight. "Oh, there's Henry." Chris pointed at him, tilting his head. "...Sort of a weird, yet completely irrelevant topic as to how he managed to get Converse and submit an audition even though he was literally raised by animals, but that's something we're going to ignore!"
Sara stood away from the male as he approached on all fours, folding her arms over her chest. "This isn't the Jungle Book!"
Danny was the next to arrive, his shaggy locks tousling in the wind, his black eyes casting over each of the contestants on the dock. He adjusted the sleeves of his purple long-sleeved shirt, which was matched nicely with his blue jeans and tan sandals. "Meet Danny, our resident country musician!" Chris introduced, gesturing to the male. Danny politely nodded his head to everyone. "Howdy y'all, it's a pleasure!"
Henry looked up at the male that approached, tilting his head at him. "You smell like a farm." He immediately commented.
"UGH! I already see two cis-males, thus making this experience even less pleasurable for me." The rather obnoxious voice of a short, overweight girl with bright purple hair tied into a bun, brown eyes, thick-framed glasses, a cat collared pastel shirt, jeans, and glittery sneakers spat, moving past each of the contestants and standing with Ricky. "I have identified the use of your pride flags, as I am very vocal of my support of the LGBT through my hit Tumblr blog, so I have chosen you as my friend."
"...Hannah, just in case I could even get a word in." Chris rolled his eyes, shaking his head at the contestant. Looking around just as a boat arrived, he couldn't spot the contestant that had exited. "Where the-" A voice was heard below him, Chris' bore sliding downward to show a short girl, with light brown skin, freckles covering nearly every inch of her body, a head full of black, natural hair, and piercing, light brown eyes. She was dressed rather conservatively, wearing a pair of high-waisted jeans, black high-heeled ankle boots, an olive blazer, and a white blouse. "Oh, there's Maeve!"
Maeve nodded her head, rolling her eyes. "Thanks, Chris. The height jokes are very trivial, glad to know my first impression is because I'm short."
Larry was the next one to arrive, his wide brown eyes taking in his scenery, his fingers nervously combing through his brown locks. His outfit was quite bright, consisting of a red baseball cap, unzipped red leather jacket, blue running shoes, and a black shirt with a bright orange skull and neon green lines. "Hey, everyone! I-I'm super psyched to be here!" He flashed a nervous grin, which reciprocated a grin back from the vast majority of the contestants, but Sara didn't smile back, and neither did Maeve; she just shook her head at him.
Elizabeth exited the boat, hesitantly stepping atop of the dock and taking in her surroundings. She was a rather cute girl, with round, reddish-brown eyes, blue tendrils that moved to her waist, a white sailor top atop of her curvy upper-half, her lower half also accentuated by blue denim shorts and white high-heeled shoes. She adjusted the sailor hat upon her head, looking to Chris. "M-May I go stand?" She inquired, her meek voice barely audible above the sounds of nature, though an English accent was clear in her words.
Chris nodded his head, just as the female went to stand with everyone, smiling down at Henry. "Hello!" She greeted, moving her fingers over his beanie. "How peculiar." She breathed, tipping her head at him. Maeve blinked, her facial expression seeming to not change. "A girl who dresses like an extra in Anything Goes is petting a male that was raised in nature...This is very much a horrible drug trip."
"Everyone, meet Mariana!" A Caucasian girl stepped onto the dock, tucking a strand of reddish-brown hair behind her ear, which was styled in a bob that was cut to her neck. She wore a long sleeve white shirt with a pink heart over the right side of her chest, blue jeans, and pink sneakers. Before Chris could even open his mouth, Mariana darted over to Sarah, removing her glasses and starting to clean them for her. "Don't want you falling over!" She smiled, handing them back to Sarah, who chuckled, sliding them back onto her face.
Ricky tipped his head as the next contestant approached, a short male with round, green eyes and dark brown hair, his bangs sweeping to the right and falling in front of his eye. He wore a purple shirt with Gengar on the front, overtop a black cardigan. He wore black jeans and Squirtle styled shoes, his gaze moving over to Hannah. "I love your hair! My name is Adam, by the way." His voice and walk were a bit more on the feminine side, though he didn't seem to mind.
Hannah touched her locks, smiling at Adam. "Thank you, I like your Pokemon styled outfit, as I follow a blog that is based off of Pokemon yaoi!" She exclaimed excitedly in response.
Ricky and Adam both went wide-eyed, Ricky beginning to laugh hysterically, which made Adam crack a smile. Larry frowned as his brother, Jayden approached, a long sigh escaping him. "Here we go." Larry murmured beneath his breath. Jayden had a very similar appearance to Larry, with brown eyes and brown hair, but Jayden wore a blue polo shirt and jeans, with blue running shoes, and black gloves.
"Hello! It's so very nice to meet all of you." Jay's tone was sickly sweet as he went to stand beside Sara, who briefly glanced over at him. "This is Jay, everyone!" Chris introduced, tipping his head as Jay's smile went from friendly, to downright creepy. "..This is frightening me! BUT, if I can count, which I can, there are twelve of you here! We have reached the halfway point!"
Chris turned to face the camera. "What will the other half of them be like? Have we already met our winner? Don't go away folks, we'll be right back!"
(Commercial Break)
Chris smiled brightly at the camera, resting his hands on his hips. "Welcome back! We're just in time to meet our next contestant-"
Just as he was about to say her name, she approached, obnoxiously popping a piece of gum within her lipstick stained lips. Adjusting her Ray Ban sunglasses, the tan blonde ruffled her high pony, looking around at her contestants. She sneered, looking to Chris. "Really? Out of so many more, well, attractive options, THIS is what you settled with? I have to say, putting me, a 10, amongst the slew of 5s, will definitely make me appear more like a 12." Brittany smiled, walking over to the other end of the dock, people parting the way for her as if she were Moses and they were the Red Sea.
"Brittany!" Chris finished with the same enthusiasm that he had when he started. Mariana narrowed her eyes at Brittany, biting the inside of her cheek in annoyance. Brittany practically screamed mean girl; from her white jeans, black scoop-necked top, and black high-heels. But, that was nothing compared to the next contestant.
He was inherently super handsome, with extremely pale skin, bleached blonde hair with fiery ginger roots, forest green eyes, his hair styled into a quiff. He wore a casual white button up, his sleeves cuffed up to his elbows, a tie loosely fastened around his neck. Two bracelets were circling his wrists, a choker on his neck, ripped skinny jeans, held up with a neon pink belt, and boat shoes.
"Meet Albhe, ladies and gents!" Albhe practically had smirk plastered along his modelesque features as he made a beeline right to Brittany, not even bothering to greet Chris. "Has anyone told you that you look much like an angel?" He asked, the speech rolling off his tongue in a languid manner. Brittany smiled at him, but stepped away so Maeve was between the two.
Albhe looked down at Maeve, moving his hand to touch her kinky curls. "Clearly, this is your first rodeo with natural hair. I am not an animal, you cannot pet me." Maeve said, her voice and face monotonous as she continued looking forward, just as the boat pulled into the dock. "Damn." Albhe chortled, folding his arms over his chest. "I hope you're on my team."
Elizabeth shook her head, almost as if she pitied the male, and Henry stood protectively beside her, now opting to rise to his feet. Though the next contestant had just stepped onto the dock, people were already whispering to themselves over who it was, so much so that Chris didn't even have to introduce her. Lauren approached, her green eyes bright with glee, her black locks moving to her back, dyed red and blonde at the tips. She wore a white rainbow t-shirt, white tights, a light blue flashy skirt, and black Mary-Janes. She also wore a pink heart necklace, on a silver chain.
"I very much enjoy your choice in t-shirt!" Hannah yelled from the back, pointing to it approvingly. Lauren nodded her head, scrunching her nose up as she went to stand beside Adam. "I like the necklace." Adam whispered, gesturing to it. "It's a nice touch." He nodded approvingly, accidently bumping into Sara. "W-Woah! Sorry.." He cleared his throat, awkwardly looking away as Sara glared at him. "Better be glad you didn't scuff up my shoes."
Joshua was the next one to arrive, enthusiastically hopping off the boat that brought him. His jet black hair went to his shoulder, his ice blue eyes moving from Chris, to his fellow contestants. He wore a white shirt with a red rose on it, a black leather jacket, a Celtic Cross necklace, black sweatpants with red stripes, and black sandals. "Can I introduce myself? I think I could that really well." Joshua asked, clamping his hands together in a begging formation. Chris raised his eyebrows, slowly nodding his head.
"Meet Joshua! He's pretty funny, tall, and has a killer head of hair!" He introduced, evoking some laughter and claps from the fellow contestants. "Man, this guy is a trip!" Danny exclaimed, slapping his palm against his knee. "Speaking of trip, everyone, meet Daniel! I actually have no idea why I said that, it was a segue into the introduction of the next character, and I took the opportunity." Chris shrugged his shoulders, holding his hand out to high-five the next contestant.
Daniel stepped off, his empty oculars scanning everyone over, the mere look being enough to cause them to fall silent. His blue eyes had bags beneath them, his short grey hair being quite a distinguishable feature, his outfit consisting of a white t-shirt beneath a red hoodie, blue jeans, and black sneakers being quite plain. Daniel took one look at the hand, and kept walking, moving to stand beside Jayden.
"Something tells me I'm going to like you." Jayden murmured, Daniel lazily turning his head and raising his brows skeptically at the male. "Cool, I guess."
The sound of Latin music roared in the distance, a beautiful, tan female stepping off from the boat, her bright green eyes bright due to her wide smile, her dark brown hair curling to her shoulders. A casual red, sweater dress hugged her features, white tights concealing her tan legs, black boots upon her feet. "Ximenia Lucia Verónica Florez! Quite an honor to have you!" Chris greeted, escorting her over to where the other campers stood.
"Why is it an honor?" Sara inquired, her voice having much more of an edge to it than intended. Ximena gasped, throwing her arms in the air. "Why, I am a telenovela star!" She rasped, much dramatism to her voice. Sarah adjusted her red-framed glasses. "It seems as though this season has already gotten some familiar faces."
"Excuse me, Chris?" A pompous voice cooed, a male with wide, green eyes, short blonde hair, adorned in a white dress shirt with a blue tie, a black jacket, and black pants asked, holding multiple bags in his hands. "I was just wondering if these commoners had already had the chance to pick their beds in the cabins? I believe I need ample room to hang my delicates."
Chris shook his head, sniggering in delight. "No, Johnathon, we have not. Might I say, I am SUPER glad that you are EXACTLY the way you are in your audition, dude." Johnathon went to stand beside Ximenia, glancing to his left at Danny. "Ugh, a commoner from the south!"
"Oh my." A meek voice intervened, a girl with a brown ponytail, brown eyes, and wearing a white and pink chiffon tank top, with blue jeans and running shoes stepping forward. "Please do not fight! We are more than labels, right?" Rosa smiled hopefully, Mariana nodding in agreement with the female, and Elizabeth shooting her a supportive grin.
"Rosa, sorry for you to have to be acquainted on the wrong foot, but that's showbiz!" Chris snapped his fingers, Rosa hurriedly joining the other contestants.
"WOOHOO!" A female voice yelled, jumping off the deck of the boat onto the dock, landing onto her feet, though her knees buckled slightly. Her muddy green eyes moved to Chris, her peach-colored hair high ponytail swaying from side to side. She moved her bangs away from her left eye, her pink camisole white skinny jeans with rips in the knees, her navy blue hoodie, her black tattoo style choker, and her black and gold studded combat boots matching her personality perfectly. "Hey guys! Radical show we have here! I can't wait to get to know all of you. Gosh, my knees took a hit, but that jump was so fun!" She dashed over to the other contestants, excitedly bouncing up and down.
"That's Cami, everyone!" Chris introduced, turning his back to the teens to watch the next boat move over the horizon. "Are you okay? Your knees seem a bit weak." Mariana worriedly observed, resting a gentle hand on the female's shoulder. Cami laughed, nodding her head at her. "I'm a bit uneasy, but it was super fun, so it's worth it!" Daniel huffed at the female's never-ending joy, his hands moving across his eyes.
Graham exited the ship next, his nose stuck in the latest manga that he had become absorbed into. His round, sapphire-hued gaze frantically skirted across the pages, his eyes widening ever so often. He had brown hair, and was wearing a brown hoodie, dark blue jeans, and white and blue tennis shoes.
"This is Graham, kiddos! Be nice to him, heck, what do I care, do what you want!" Chris tossed his hand, dismissing the subject with a rather dark chuckle.
Johnathon scoffed at Henry, who was growling at him. "Call animal control on this pest!" Johnathon put Maeve in between Henry and him, making Maeve glare up at him. "Why am I a barrier for everyone today?"
"Don't worry, guys, we're just about to be done. Meet Jerry!" An average height male stepped onto the dock, his thick and stout build automatically setting off vibes about him. His green eyes narrowed at the contestants, his black hair moving straight to his shoulders. A pair of blue jeans covered his legs, a red t-shirt with a lion on it, and a black jacket finishing off his outfit. "Have you tried imitating a bird before? It's really quite fun."
Jerry began to move his arms, imitating a bird flapping his wings. Some contestants got a kick out of this, but others were CLEARLY weirded out by the display. "Can someone be sure he is sane enough to compete?" Brittany scoffed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Yeah, because if he messes up the moneymaker," Albhe gestured to his face, frowning, "then I will not be happy."
"Finally, our last contestant, Nicole!" A red-headed girl stepped off the ship, her curly locks moving down to her mid-back. Her green eyes were wide, a sinister smirk on her face. She wore a white short sleeved shirt underneath a green coat, a grey skirt that went to her knees, and green sneakers with grey socks. "You know Chris, your face would look really good on his body," she gestured Albhe. "Perhaps I will cut it off and put it on." She smiled, moving to stand next to everyone, who scooted away from her.
"And with that...disturbing and possibly incriminating display, we have our final contestant! With that, we're going to commercial. When we come back, get ready to see Chef, the confessional cams, the new teams, and our first challenge!"
(COMMERCIAL BREAK)
Each of the campers positioned themselves either sitting on the tree stumps, or standing around them. Standing in front of them was Chris, and Chef, wearing his normal attire. Clearly, not a lot had changed in the years for the male. "Campers, the same rules will apply. If your team loses a challenge, they will be sent to the campfire ceremony, where they will vote one of their own off. That loser will be sent on the Boat of Losers, never to return!"
"Unless you are Izzy, she came back a bunch of times...I love this show." Jerry exhaled, correctly Chris with a grin. Chris rolled his eyes, continuing on. "Whenever you want to get something off your chest, you have the option of using our confessional cameras!"
(CONFESSIONAL CAMERA)
"No one knew who I was?!" Ximena gasped, the sentence causing her eyes to grow wide. "Americans are so uncultured!
(CONFESSIONAL CAMERA)
"To be honest, this could be worse." Sara shrugged her shoulders, shaking her head. "Who am I kidding? This sucks."
(END OF CONFESSIONAL CAMS)
"Now, to present our teams. The following campers, please step to my left." Chris took a dramatic pause, everyone leaning on the edge of their stumps. "Cami, Graham, Ricky, Joshua, Elizabeth, Rosa, Sarah, Mariana, Ximena, Henry, Larry, and Jerry." Those campers got into formation, Chris tossing them a green flag.
"In order to pay homage to the original teams, we are going to have them have the same names. From this day forward, you are the Screaming Gophers!" Joshua and Cami cheered, high-fiving each other. "Our team is the best!" Ricky clapped his hands, and Henry howled in approval.
(CONFESSIONAL CAMERA)
Larry sighed in relief, a tranquil smile upon his face. "I'm not on the same team as my brother! Man, maybe this won't be so bad after all!"
(END OF CONFESSIONAL CAMS)
"The rest of you, stand to my right!" Chris demanded. "Maeve, Albhe, Adam, Jay, Sara, Nicole, Lauren, Hannah, Brittany, Daniel, Johnathon, and Danny!" Tossing them a red flag, Jayden and Sara caught it, narrowing their eyes at each other as Sara ripped it from his grip, chuckling menicingly. "From now on, you are the Killer Bass!"
(CONFESSIONAL CAM)
Lauren nodded her head in approval. "I think our team is full of winners!"
(CONFESSIONAL CAM)
"Oh yeah, the Killer Bass, a team full of villains, Regina George part 2, two pretty boys, an SJW, a girl who I think may be on the Most Wanted list, a popstar, and Adam." Maeve clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth, shaking her head. "I'm good at reading situations, and even though I just got put on this team, I can already tell this is gonna be rough."
(END OF CONFESSIONAL CAMS)
"Chef! Won't you be so kind as to explain the challenge and which contestant it is based around?" Chris asked, stepping aside for the male to explain. Chef sighed, moving forward. "Sure, Chris, not like we didn't just script that or anything. ALRIGHT, MAGGOTS!" Chef yelled, bringing everyone to attention. "Your first challenge is based on Ezekial. After you last saw Ezekial, his family tried rehabilitating him, but realized he was happier on Boney Island, and so they let him go. We had to get a language and an animal specialist to talk to him, and he said he wanted this challenge to be...nostalgic."
Chef sniggered, gesturing to the cabins. "Get in your swimsuits kids, and get ready to go back to the first episode of Total Drama. Y'all suckas' are gonna be cliff-diving."
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