Now without further ado... I present to you...
The premiering episode of Total! Drama! Pazzoide!
The shot commences with a view of an airplane flying against a bright blue European sky. Clouds are whisping around and shaping constantly behind it and it suddenly speeds up, exiting the screen.
The camera pans to the cabin of the flight, with Chris steering and Chef Hatchet co-piloting it. The host smiles with possibly the biggest he's ever had on this show.
"Welcome back, fans of Total Drama! My name is Chris McLean, your wonderful, handsome host!"
Chef Hatchet facepalms, becoming the new pilot as Chris has gotten too excited, and easily forgotten his job.
"Here on our new season, our cast will be suffering through thrills, spills, chills, skills, and, of course... PAIN!" He breaks into a fit of laughter, doubling over and holding his sides. Chef rolls his eyes.
"As of now, we are on our way to Veneto, Italy. Off the coast of that province, we have an island which we have named Pazzoide, in honor of the native lingo. That is where our competitors will be sleeping, eating, competing, and breathing until they're booted. Are you ready for some drama?" he shouts.
There's no response, but you can hear people talking in the background. The screen changes.
The camera pans to a shot of a petite Albino girl with a fantasy novel in her hands. Her eyes had a red tint and her hair was a glistening white, in a nice braided crown. As she read, she smiled and giggled along with the occurences. She fixed the sleeves of her blouse, until a voice rang out above her.
The girl glanced up, and saw a blonde teen. He seemed older than her, but looked scrawny and short. He had golden shaded hair that fell over his black framed glasses in a waterfall. His eyes resembled the sky's blue color and he had a weak grin on his face.
"Oh, h-hello there," she smiled.
He waved, pursing his lips. "Hi. I'm Felix. What are you reading?"
"The Girl from V-Venus. And my name is Valentina, by the way. Nice to meet you, Felix."
The corners of Felix's lips curve into a smirk. "Nice to meet you too."
"You can call me Val, or Valley, if you'd like."
He nods, and takes a seat. "Okay." He peers over her shoulder at the book, his eyes scanning the page.
"I brought six books, just in case you want to read one. I like kingdoms on Earth or outer planet stories. I usually prefer a girl hero, but not always. I couldn't bring them all because it got too heavy."
"Thanks," he answers. "I've been trying very hard to make friends, but I don't think people really like my personality."
Valentina smiles. "That's hard to believe." They continue to communicate, Val asking if he likes animals. It sparks a lot of different conversations between them.
*Confessional*
Felix: "Wow, I'm really, really here! I never thought this day would come, because I'm not the most popular guy... I'm a scout, a Russet Scout specifically. And so I am ready!" he grins. "Also, Val and I will be a great team though, because both of us are outsiders. So let's get this thing started!"
*static*
Valentina: She's twisting a loose white curl in her fingers. "I am so excited. I'm ready for this, truly, because I'm confident that I can win. And when I'm there, I'm going to explore the variety of resident species and see what I can do to improve their health..."
*static*
The camera's view changes to two girls, standing by a window and talking.
"So you're a skater, is that right?" the first one asks. She has shoulder-length dirty blonde hair that's straight like a board, and her eyes are a dull blue. She appears wealthy by her clothing choice.
"Yeah. Aiming to be professional in the future. What do you do? Anything?" The other girl folds her arms on her dark grey 'Rebel' tee shirt. She had blonde hair also, in a ponytail, and she was sporting an authentic blue highlight in it.
"Ballerina. I'm also trying to be a professional. I'm Callie Scout, by the way. What's your name."
"Olivia. Olivia Beck." She smiles a beautiful smile, fixing the beanie she was wearing.
"How's your career heading? Mine's on a straight path as of now. I can perform perfect piroettes, chainees, piques, fouettes-"
Olivia rolls her eyes. "Don't be arrogant. Arrogancy ticks me off."
"Fine." Callie scoffs and shifts all her weight to one side, her hip popping out.
"And for your information, I'm doing just fine on my skating. If I get the landings right, I'm sure I'll be on my way to being a female Tony Hawk!" Olivia pumps her fist with excitement, and decides that she doesn't want to speak to this prep anymore. Though on her way to another part of the plane, she trips over her shoe lace and falls face forward on the ground.
*Confessional*
Callie: "Look, I'm from a dominating city. I'm very rich. Some say I'm stuck up, but I don't agree." She crosses her arms. "Wait, can we roll that once again...? That was my bad side."
*static*
Olivia: She's sitting smugly in the confessional, smirking. "I am so ready for this! Just because I'm clumsy doesn't mean I won't win this season. Bring it at me, McLean! Bring it!"
*static*
Once Olivia is back on her feet, she walks past scattered crates with three people in a circle. None of them are speaking.
The first is a boy who appears skinny. His hair is messy and brown, and his eyes are of a blue color. He's sketching out a drawing and readjusting his tee shirt. Out of the blue, he shrieks, "Leave me alone, Grunkfuss!"
He draws everyone's attention, heads snapping to look at this kid who's shouting at an imaginary creature. He blushes shyly, and hides under his notebook, which reads, Zach Q.
The second and final boy looks of Asian descent, his fingers repeatedly tapping the A button on his DS. He has brownish-black hair and coffee brown eyes, with a tanned skin tone. The teen repeatedly shouts, "Not the blue shell. Not the blue shell! NOT THE BLUE SHELL!" He continues to do that but doesn't draw half the attention Zach did. His DS also says Ryan, so his name appears obvious as well.
Finally, a petite girl with straight, sunlight colored hair and cerulean eyes, who's trying deviously hard to remain concealed behind a book. However, she fails, and you can make out her features easily. Her eyes are fairly thin, with eyelashes of record length. A lot of freckles dust over her face. Her name isn't revealed like the boys' are, though. A slight hint is given with the 'C' on her necklace, but that's all.
She peered from behind her book, and whispered, "Um... hello."
Zach smiled and looked up. "Hey! I'm Zach. How do you do?"
"Great, th-thanks," she answered. "I'm Celia Neale. Excited to b-be here."
*Confessional*
Celia: "I'm so nervous... I'm a shy girl, b-but avid. I'm excited to see the thrills here, t-truly. And m-make some friends, too!"
*static*
Ryan: He doesn't confess, except for shouting, "No! You can't do that Rosalina! Gah, you threw me off!"
*static*
Zach: He taps his pencil against the seat of the confessional, as he speaks to the thin air. "Thanks, Horton. Y-yeah, I've met some people here. Why?" Zach's eyes widen as he sees the blinking light. "Oh, it's on! Um, hey! I'm Zach, and this is Horton. He's an owl, the wisest creature of them-m all. Uh... let's do this...?"
*static*
The camera moves along again, to a group of three boys.
One is of Mexican descent, facing off against a boy with a muscular build in a game of rock paper scissors.
"Imanol, dude, don't you understand that rock crushes scissors?" the second boy, with brown- black hair and dark hazel eyes asks.
"Yes, that's why I played it Andy! I'm sick of this game, man." Imanol Munoz, with brown hair and blue eyes, goes back to his sketchbook where he was transcribing a set of plans.
Andy turns to the guy beside him. Large, pale green eyes meet Andy's own. The beanie over his head seemed familar, but he couldn't remember his name.
"Uh... your name is... Ollie? Or... Aiden?"
He shakes his head. "Adrian. Adrian Maxwell. You may have heard of me, actually, but I kind of hope not."
Andy blinks. "O...kay? Well, would you like to play me in a game of rock-paper-scissors? I'm very good, I know that from the last game with Imanol."
"That is a lie!" Imanol fumes. "I let you win, giving you, really, no true talent."
Andy rolls his eyes. "Don't listen to him. Come on, man, please?"
Adrian shakes his head. "No, I have to work on... something," he lies, without thinking.
*Confessional*
Imanol: "I love Total Drama, and I'm psyched to be competing, but can my fellow contestants not constantly fib? It's annoying and a bad habit. Andy lied about winning. Adrian lied about what he's doing... but honestly, I'm aiming to have a good time."
*static*
Andy: "This season will be so fun! I've already made two friends, and I'm going to try my best to befriend everyone else here. I'm also going to show my dad that I don't have to be in the guard. So bring it, Chris, cause I've honestly trained hard."
*static*
Adrian: "Last time there was a camera... things got pretty confusing. Wait a second... Is there a man in here too?!" A look of shock overcomes his face and the shot goes static.
*static*
The camera makes it's way to an arrangement of girls, all talking on the same subject.
"I agree, Total Drama is interesting, but I think I'll legitimately die," said the Japanese girl with raven black pigtails and purple tinted eyes. She rested her hands on her skirt politely, dusting it off slightly.
"Be one with nature, and all will go well," replied another girl, with brown hair and closed eyes. She looked to be meditating, but it was difficult to tell, considering her position.
"You're weird, Ariana. Like, Wicca practicing weird." The final girl spoke. She was surprisingly pale, with long, thick, and enchanting blonde hair. Her green-blue eyes glinted mischieviously in the light.
"You're right!" giggled the first girl, lightly laughing like an elegant lady.
"Thanks, Harmonia." She brushes her hair behind her ear, and adds, "I'm Clementine-Noelle, by the way. You can drop the Noelle, I guess I don't really mind."
"What a natural name..." Ariana went on. "Like the blossoming fruit. I can tell you'll indeed blossom too."
Clementine and Harmonia looked at each other in discomfort.
*Confessional*
Harmonia: "I could not be more honored to join the cast of Total Drama! I'm determined to win! And I will." She furrows her eyebrows maniacally. "And I always get my way."
*static*
Clementine-Noelle: "I knew they would pick me- I could tell that with those tiny fractions of brain cells that they'd see the eligibility of Clementine-Noelle Phillips. I'm going to win, I tell you, no matter what it takes!"
*static*
Ariana: She remains quiet as she sits silently, legs crossed and hands resting on her lap.
*static*
"So you're a racer?" asks Seth, the Cheerful Emo. He was a teenage boy with long, neck-length black hair and sky blue eyes.
The boy sitting next to him nods. "Yes, indeed." That boy was Ian, a European street racer from Italy itself. He had dark hair that reached slightly below his ears, and blue eyes. His Lambourghini shirt made it show that he enjoyed cars and racing.
"I've never raced. It sounds interesting, the way you put it."
"It is."
Silence overcame the two, until a girl approached their table. She had black hair with tinted blue dye in it, and blue eyes of nearly the same color. She was undeniably gorgeous, diamond earrings sparkling like her smile.
"Hey, guys. I'm Denise Jackson, and... mind if I sit here?" she asked.
The boys just stared at how beautiful she appeared. Without hesitation, Ian muttered, "Sure! Why not? I'm Ian Thompson, by the way."
"And I'm Seth Dixon." He smiled, but wasn't as love-stricken as Ian.
"Nice to meet both of you!" She politely took a seat, next to Seth. "Hey, what do your wristbands say? And mean?"
Seth gave her a quick run-down of what was decorating his wrists, and Ian headed into the confessional.
*Confessional*
Ian: "Total Drama will be one of the best things that has ever happened to me- that is, if I make it far. And I've won street races in dozens of countries- most notably Italy. I hope to glide by in this contest!" He snickers.
*static*
Seth: "I really, really, really want to win this! SO desperately. I plan to donate my earnings to the hospital that nursed my mother when she was ill... but I'd um... rather not touch up on that situation." He rubs his arms nervously. "But, you know, I'm ready to explore! Seth Dixon will be your Season 6 winner!"
*static*
Denise: "OMG, hi everyone!" She waves faster than the speed of light. "I'm Denise, and I could not be more thrilled to be on this season! I'm having so much fun already- I love it!"
*static*
We see the shot of the next contestants, who were both doing their own thing. They were both boys, too.
The first boy was gazing out the window with his expressive blue eyes. He had shaggy, unruly black hair that he brushed out of his eyes as he watched. The view zoomed by, though he was able to make out a few shapes that came and went.
The other was an emo- looking boy, mainly because of how his hair was styled. It was a dark brown and the same went for his eyes. He was sporting purples and blacks on his clothes and was focused on reading a manga.
It was after an odd 'cough' erupted over the microphone that the first boy spoke up. (Well, because Chris had spat it out for them to talk.)
"Um, hello. I'm Micheala- though everyone really calls me Mika. It's practically my name, I guess." He chuckles a bit.
"I'm A-Adam," the other boy whispers. It's not very easy to make out, but easy enough that he wouldn't have to repeat himself.
"Nice to meet you. I guess you like reading?"
He shrugs. "M-mainly mangas. Th-things l-l-like that. I like a-anime too." His voice is still soft and Mika seems to have a tough time hearing him.
*Confessional*
Mika: He runs his fingers through his hair. "Woo, this is nerve-wrecking. I'm competitive, I'll own that. I'm a black belt karate king, and so I do compete quite a bit. Which is why I am perfect for this season. If Chris hadn't chosen to change my stereotype for a better sounding one, then it would be better. Much better."
*static*
Adam: "H-hey. I'm A-Adam. You a-already knew that-t, I guess. Sorry." He blushes sheepishly. "Uh, I'm p-pretty introverted, s-sorry... b-but I'm ready. I p-plan to win!"
*static*
The camera flashes to the final group of contestants, three girls and one boy. The girls are busy in a game of Never Have I Ever, while the boy is drumming on his seat with pencils he found laying on the ground.
"Never have I ever... robbed a bank," plays the girl with the chocolate brown hair in a messy bun. She smiles, aligning her lips with her bright hazel eyes.
"Ugh, Eadlyn!" One girl lowers on her fingers. Her hair was short and black, and she had green eyes. Her lip ring complimented her personality, as did tattoos and her apparell.
"Alexandra? You've robbed a bank?" asked the third girl. She had long, loose, golden blonde curls and her eyes were a shade of teal. Her soft pink lips opened briskly in surprise.
"Yeah. I'm like that, Amanda."
Amanda pursed her lips this time, blinking slowly. "Oh... that's interesting." She smirks, but Alexandra goes on with her turn.
"Never have I ever... played an instrument," she says.
The boy speaks up. "If I was playing, I could put every finger down." He had black hair, brown eyes, and slightly tanned skin. He took a break from what he was drumming and sat up.
Eadlyn says, "I like to sing... would that count as mouth guitar?"
The boy rolls his eyes. "Nope. I never introduced myself, sorry for that." He had a French innotation, and said, "I'm Aaron Boucher."
"Butcher?" Amanda asks.
"Boucher."
"Oh," Amanda mutters, tapping her chin as her eyebrows furrow. "Sorry."
"You'd be surprised."
*Confessional*
Alexandra: "Hello world, cops, and everyone else. I'm Alexandra Anthony, the wisest and most experienced one here." She plays with her fingers to cause suspense. "I've been through more than you *BEEPing* think, so this won't be that much worse."
*static*
Aaron: "Bonjour, le amis. I'm Aaron, a musician. That's not all, actually, I could continue, but for the sake of my intelligence, I shall keep it to a minimum. I look forward to being a competitor and a nemisis." He smirks and folds his arms, and then the camera slowly fades to black.
*static*
Amanda: "Hey there! I'm Amanda Ackerman, here to win! Not for me, not exactly, but for my sister. The money is for her cure, and I will do whatever. It. Takes. I will lie, I will cheat, I will steal so that I can win!" She pumps her fist and the camera cuts to static.
*static*
Eadlyn: The cheery girl waves. "Hi! I'm Eadlyn... yours truly! I plan to win this... but I could also go for romance. I'm a flirt, but I don't fall in love often... but people see me as a girl with intentions to get people out! It isn't fair!"
*static*
"People!"
The voice rings out over the microphone, loud and squeaky. It fills the plane and it causes the contestants to cover their ears. (Except for Zach- he's talking to Horton again.)
"I am here to announce that we are now landing on Pazzoide!" Chris exclaims. The competitors look overjoyed, most of them do. "But..."
*Confessional*
Adam: "Of c-course there's a b-but."
*static*
They then groan, Alexandra's seeming louder than everyone elses. "What is it, McLean?!"
"... we don't really know how to land the plane."
Celia shrieks, eyes widening as large as dinner plates. Valentina doesn't look very confident either. You can see the green in their faces.
"Wait, didn't he send us those packages?" Mika reminds them. "They're parachutes!"
*Confessional*
Felix: He gulps. "I left mine at home."
*static*
At Mach 2.0 speed, they pull them out and tear the boxes open.
"Can I hitch a ride with you?" Felix asks Celia. She blushes and nods. "S-sure."
Suddenly, the ground lets out under them and they all fall into the sky. It looked uncomfortable, because all of their expressions looked horrified.
Ryan was still on his DS, though, after falling for a few thousand feet. He then realized that he was falling. "Woo! MarioKart 7 all the way!"
They all yanked on the strings, dropping and then slowly floating up.
"AHHHHH!" Harmonia shrieked, as her parachute failed. "DARN YOU, CHRIS!"
Chris snickered, diving down from his jetpack. "Best thing to happen yet!"
Everyone abruptly landed on the shore.
Ouch.
"*BEEP* you, Chris!" Alexandra screamed.
He smirks. "What a great introduction that was."
Imanol drags himself out of the water, heaving. "Yup. Great... indeed," he remarks sarcastically.
Once everyone has gotten situated, Chris brings them all together.
"So, now, you'll be sorted into your squadre. In other words, your teams. We're nicknaming them after the Greek alphabet, since we are in Europe!"
He expected to recieve applause, but instead, you could hear feathers falling from birds it was so quiet.
"That doesn't make much sense," Ian replies to break the silence.
"Too bad!"
"Well what are they?" Clementine asks.
"Team Alpha... and Team Delta."
*Confessional*
Amanda: "I should be on the Alphas, I mean, I obviously am one."
*static*
"On team Alpha... we have...
Clementine-Noelle Phillips,
Denise Jackson,
Felix Chalmers,
Andy Taylor,
Harmonia Miko,
Celia Neale,
Ariana Carboni,
Zachary Quintin,
Valentina Winters,
Ian Thompson,
and Ryan Clinton."
The team assembled, a red logo of the Greek letter appearing over their heads. They cheered to be known as the 'Alphas.'
"And so our Team Delta is...
Callie Scout,
Micheala Eisenhardt-"
"It's Mika!"
"Whatever! Do not interrupt me!" Chris fumes. "As I was saying...
Olivia Beck,
Amanda Ackerman,
Aaron Boucher,
Seth Dixon,
Eadlyn Carter,
Imanol Munoz,
Alexandra Anthony,
Adam Greene,
and Adrian Maxwell.
"Congratulations to both of the teams... blah blah blah. But we need excitement! It's time for... our very first challenge on Pazzoide!"
Here it is! The first chapter!
I had most of it written... and guess what?! IT ALL DELETED! I felt so angry but after working for 2 days, I got it.
*Note- A lot of people asked for relationships, and I'm trying as hard as I can, but not everyone who asked will get one. If you're concerned, feel free to PM me if you need to!
Question Of The Chapter: Who are you favorites, your least favorites, and your ships?
Thank you for reading!
x x- Anna