(AN) Hey guys! I'm here with another chapter! I want to let you know that I've decided to write a new story called Total Drama All Stars Remake. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the season so far. But I feel there's something that could've gone better. Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy this chapter!
(Disclaimers) I do not own Total Drama Series or Pokémon. Also, the alphabet theme is NOT my idea. It's originally created by Frank15, so give him credit for that.
Uxie, Mesprit and Azelf are ready to recap as the sky is currently dark with a few stars showing, along with the winds rustling the trees and grass.
"Last time on Total Pokémon Alphabet!" Mesprit smiled. "Our contestants except Furret were competing in our new challenge called the Type-o-tron, where they had to either face off against the Pokémon type they're weak against in a Pokémon battle, or take part in our brand new Virtual Reality!"
"That's right, Mesprit," Azelf nodded. "We'd seen them fight their way through the challenge. Some were successful like Klinklang and Qwilfish, the others had failed big time like Ninjask and Azumarill."
"I can understand why Azumarill was afraid to face off against that Serperior," Uxie said. "It's not always easy to face off against someone in a battle."
"True, but it doesn't matter as the Awesome Azelf had won their first challenge thanks to Ursaring's brutal smackdown with Hitmontop." Azelf explained. "The Unique Uxie came second, while the loser this time is the Mysterious Mesprit with only three members completing the challenge."
"But a lot of things had happened outside the challenge," Mesprit recalled. "We'd seen contestants revealing details about themselves, like Furret with her autism, Tangrowth's sexuality, Espeon's homophobia, and Rapidash and Chandelure's aquaphobia."
"But that's not all," Uxie recalled. "Because Yanmega had found the first idol in this game, and that idol is called Swap Idol. It allows the user to choose which contestant to swap their amount of votes with a person of their choice, although they wouldn't be told whether they have any votes cast against them or not. This idol would be useful if Yanmega times it right."
"Speaking of Yanmega; he tried to talk to Infernape that he'd found it but as long as Sableye is around, he can't even whisper it to him without Sableye breathing down on their necks." Azelf said.
"I'm sure they'll find a way to talk in private." Mesprit said before facing the camera again. "After the challenge, the Mysterious Mesprit went up for elimination. Despite a close vote between Bastiodon and Sableye, four votes were enough for Bastiodon to be sent home second after refusing to participate in the final challenge. I'll give him props for acting out his dramatic exit, although I can't take him seriously with his Bastiorella makeup on his face!"
The Lake Trio Hosts snickered of remembering Bastiodon's makeup.
"Oh yeah," Azelf grinned. "Whimsicott totally got my vote for winning this game after putting on a special makeup on Bastiodon last night as a payback for being stubborn and hogging the hot tub!"
"She's not the one I'm rooting for the most, but she's definitely raised high on my list." Uxie nodded. "Anyway, after Bastiodon had the left the island, Furret replaced him and joined the Mysterious Mesprit."
"Will Furret become friends or at least talk to her new team?" Mesprit asked, rhetorically.
"What challenge awaits the contestants this time?" Uxie smiled.
"And are there anymore crazy events happening at the Winner Cabin?" Azelf grinned. "Find out on Total!"
"Pokémon!" Mesprit said.
"Alphabet!" Uxie said.
STARRING:
Azumarill - 30 - The Slave Wife
Chandelure - 22 - The Smoking Bisexual Reader
Druddigon - 35 - The Redneck Survivalist
Espeon - 26 - The Christian Fundamentalist
Furret - 21 - The FanFic Writer
Gothitelle - 20 - The Transgender
Infernape - 58 - The War Veteran
Jolteon - 18 - The Normal Guy with a Big Secret
Klinklang - 18 - The Control Robot
Leavanny - 47 - The Strict Teacher
Marowak - 28 - The Zombie Fan
Ninjask - 19 - The Ninja Wannabe
Octillery - 18 - The Apathetic Girl
Purugly - 37 - The Ex-Porn Star
Qwilfish - 31 - The Underwater Cop
Rapidash - 23 - The Fast-able Horse
Sableye - 21 - The Secrets Spiller
Tangrowth - 29 - The Passionate Hairdresser
Ursaring - 31 - The Abusive Husband
Vanilluxe - 34 - Cheerful Optimist Ice Cream Man
Whimsicott - 18 - The Tomboyish Prankster
Xatu - 53 - The Foreseeable Psychic
Yanmega - 30 - The Enthusiast Pilot
Zebstrika - 45 - The Sexist Coach
(Winner Cabin)
It's 10pm right now as the Awesome Azelf, except for Leavanny and Rapidash who went to bed early, are in the living room and kitchen respectively. Druddigon is eating a bag of crisps from one of the cupboards in the kitchen. Klinklang is scanning around the living room.
Ursaring is sitting on the couches, watching Ice Road Truckers on the plasma screen TV, while wrapping his arms around Azumarill, who is quiet and stared at the fireplace with the fire flickering around inside. Azumarill, however, isn't the only one as Xatu is also staring at the fireplace. But she seems to be staring at it, like staring into a crystal ball. Azumarill opened her mouth to ask her, but then closed it because Marowak walked over and stood beside Xatu.
"Xatu, why are you staring at the fireplace?" Marowak asked. "You've been staring at it for half an hour."
Xatu doesn't seem to notice Marowak's question, although she probably did as she slowly turned to face him and then moved back to the fireplace.
"I do this because sometimes, when I keep staring into the flickering flame, I can see silhouettes of the people." Xatu replied.
"Really," Marowak blinked. "You can actually do that?"
"Yes," Xatu nodded. "I've been doing this for many years. It's one of the abilities I received when I was a young girl."
"Then what do you see in the fire, Xatu?" Marowak asked, interested of Xatu's psychic ability with the fire.
Xatu didn't reply to Marowak's question again. But she did turn to face Marowak and spoke one word.
"Spoiler."
"I beg your pardon?" Marowak asked, confused.
"Normally, I would tell you what I've seen in the fire." Xatu replied, staring at the fireplace once again. "But we're in a game. So telling you any information I'd seen as regards of this game is spoilers."
"You're right," Marowak nodded. "I would like to go through my life without being spoiled about the upcoming events. Although, I would like to know when the zombie apocalypse will arrive."
"You wished for this particular apocalypse for reasons, Marowak."
"What reasons do you think I have?"
"You were fascinated about it since you were a child. You're a man who'd like to be free from laws. You're a man who knows how to fight. You're a man who wants to witness Earth transforming into a brand new planet; a planet that'd rebirth Earth again."
Marowak is completely lost for words, which is a sign for Xatu to know that she's right about him. Marowak turned his face away from the fireplace to look at Xatu. He noticed something or someone, is standing beside her.
"Xatu, you do know Klinklang is scanning you, right?" Marowak asked as Klinklang is indeed scanning her and the fireplace. He must've heard them talking about Xatu's ability with the fire.
"Yes, I am aware of that."
"BZZT, SCANNING FOR INFORMATION ABOUT XATU'S ABILITIES IS CURRENTLY LOADING, BZZT." Klinklang said as he's continuing scanning Xatu and the fireplace.
Confessional: I wonder if Klinklang has abilities to foretell the future too.
Marowak: Xatu is right about me. Sometimes, I actually wish for the zombie outbreak to happen. If that happens, all the laws would be void. And I want to be free from it to do whatever I want. Plus, there are more than seven billion people on this planet. So when zombies take over, they'll kill more than half of them. And if the zombie outbreak has ever come to an end, the Earth would be reborn as the remaining population would relive their life again. I would like to see that. But regardless, I'm happy with my current life right now.
Xatu: Marowak is a complex man. He has a good life but with a dream of the fiction apocalypse. However, I may not sense it yet as even I know the future is unpredictable.
Klinklang: BZZT, LOADING FOR INFORMATION ABOUT XATU'S ABILITIES IS SEVENTY-FOUR PERCENT, BZZT."
Ursaring were enjoying watching the Ice Road Truckers until he heard Azumarill yawn. He looked at Azumarill and shakes her a bit with his arm.
"You're tired, babe?" Ursaring asked.
"Yes." Azumarill nodded, tiredly.
Ursaring turned his head around to face Marowak, Xatu and Klinklang by the fireplace.
"Azumarill and I are going to bed now." Ursaring declared, he and Azumarill got up from the coaches and then stretched themselves.
"Thanks for the information, Captain Obvious." Druddigon remarked, he threw the empty crisp bag in the bin.
Ursaring rolled his eyes at the remark.
"Good night, you two." Marowak nodded.
"Thanks," Ursaring nodded, before he and his wife walked over to the stairs. Azumarill was about to walk up until Druddigon has suddenly pushed beside her and stepped ahead of the pair.
"I'm goin' up first." Druddigon declared, walking up the stairs.
"Hey, you can't brush past my wife like that!" Ursaring growled.
"Why not?" Druddigon smirked, shrugging before continuing walking up the stairs.
Ursaring narrowed his eyes as Druddigon has reached the second floor.
Confessional: Did you know that a Pokémon Wynaut is rhymes with why not?
Ursaring: Okay, I should probably let you all know that for the last few days, Druddigon was giving me looks, for reasons I do not know. Because of that, I need to keep an eye on him. (Glare) I don't trust that guy.
(Middle Cabin)
Purugly happily flopped down onto the bottom bunk on the right side.
"Ah… finally, an actual mattress to sleep on tonight!" Purugly smiled, as she rested her head on the pillow.
"Yes, it's so wonderful to be back here." Espeon smiled as she's sitting on the top bunk in the left side. "I much prefer any places with a bed and a roof."
"To me, I prefer underwater," Qwilfish said as she sits on the bed below Espeon. "It's just that every time I'm sleeping on a bed, I always tore a couple of holes on the sheet and pillow."
When Qwilfish hopped a little to the right, the women can hear a ripping sound coming from Qwilfish's bed. She looked down to see two little holes on the sheet.
"See? This is what I'm talking about."
"Okay, I see your point." Purugly said.
"Speaking of beds, there are five boys on our team, so I wonder how they're going to decide on who gets the beds." Espeon questioned.
"My guess; Zebstrika is either sleeping on the floor or being locked out of the cabin." Purugly smirked at the thought of Zebstrika banging on the door, screaming to be inside. "But we do have an extra bed; do you think a boy is allowed to sleep in here?"
"I'm not so sure, since the hosts never said we're not allowed to have any guy sleeping in the women's bedroom." Qwilfish shrugged.
"I hope it's against the rule," Espeon said, discomfort of the idea of having a male sleeping with the three females in the same room. "I don't want to witness a possible adultery in this room."
"I'm an exotic dancer, Espeon," Purugly recalled. "Everything about me is adultery."
"Yes I know, Purugly," Espeon said, disgusted. "I just don't want to be reminded."
"Espeon, I'd doubt the guys would commit adultery here." Qwilfish stated. "If they did, they'd be disqualified from the game and get arrested."
"I hope you're right, Qwilfish." Espeon murmured.
Confessional: If adults doing stuff is called adultery, would the children version be called childery?
Espeon: 'Thou shalt not commit adultery'. That is one of the Ten Commandments from the Bible; Exodus 20: 1-17. I pray to the Lord that during my time here; there'll be no one defying it. But if anyone who dares to commit any one of the Ten Commandments… then may Arceus have mercy on their poor soul…
Purugly: I don't give a damn that adultery is bad. (Smirk) I'm all about giving the boys what they want, and I could possibly show them one of my performances. (Wink)
Uxie: I'd told Purugly if she shows any inappropriate material to the camera, she would be disqualified from the competition.
Purugly: (Annoy) Spoil sport.
Meanwhile, the five male members of the Unique Uxie are staring at the four beds. What's the main problem? One of them is not going to sleep in it.
"So… who gets the bed?" Ninjask asked.
"It's clear that one of us has to sleep on the floor." Chandelure said. "But the question is; who?"
"I nominate Zebstrika." Tangrowth suggested.
"What? No way!" Zebstrika argued. "I haven't been able to sleep in a bed yet! I should be the one who get the bed!"
"Zebstrika, you're a jerk," Ninjask scowled. "You don't deserve to be sleeping on any of those beds because of the way you were treating the ladies."
"Hey, I was just stating the facts!" Zebstrika retorted.
"No you're not; you're just being a sexist asshole who treated no respect to women!" Tangrowth scolded.
"GUYS!" Vanilluxe shouted, suddenly as he managed to make everyone quiet. "I'm sorry for raising my voice like that, but I just want you all to know that I volunteer to sleep on the floor tonight."
"Vanilluxe, you don't have to do that," Chandelure said.
"But I do, Chandelure because I want everyone including Zebstrika to be in their top shape for tomorrow's challenge." Vanilluxe smiled.
"But what about you?" Ninjask asked.
"I'll be fine; I can spend another night on the floor again."
"Thanks man," Zebstrika complimented as he patted Vanilluxe's back. "I'm not sure if you're the type of guy I needed on my team, but I do admire anyone who's willing to take the fall and lets the others strive onward."
"You're welcome!" Vanilluxe smiled.
"I guess I'll have this bed then." Ninjask said, flying over to the top bunk on the left side, while Tangrowth flopped down on the bottom bunk below him.
"Vanilluxe, with your decision; you and Furret are now the only contestants who have not yet slept in beds." Tangrowth stated.
"I know," Vanilluxe said, floated over to the centre of the room. "But since I'm an Ice type, I'm used to sleeping in cold conditions."
"He made a good point," Chandelure nodded, floating over to the top bunk on the right side, while Zebstrika sat down the bed below him. "Some Ice type Pokémon don't need to be wrapped in blankets to be warm."
"Exactly! So, do you guys want to chat some more?"
"Actually, I need to go to bed now," Zebstrika stated, lying down on the bed. "Getting ready for the challenge and actually winning this time."
"Oh yeah, that's right, we're the only team who haven't won yet." Ninjask recalled.
"Well, hopefully we will succeed tomorrow," Chandelure said, lying on the bed as well. "Goodnight, everyone."
Confessional: Goodnight? Don't you mean 'GoodLIGHT'? *rimshot*
Zebstrika: (Smirk) I believe that whatever the next challenge is, we'll win because we have five guys on this team.
Vanilluxe: (Smile) I believe that whatever the next challenge is, we'll all work together as a team and win!
(Loser Cabin)
The members of the Mysterious Mesprit are outside of the Loser Cabin. None of them want to be inside anytime soon. So, they decided to stay outside a little longer before going inside.
Sableye is interrogating the newest member; Furret. Her face is close to the latter's, who seemed to be uncomfortable with the position.
"Furret, what are the contestants from the Unique Uxie like?" Sableye questioned. "It is true that Vanilluxe is really an escaped convict from prison? Is Qwilfish is really a Dunsparce? Or is Zebstrika a sexist bastard because in the past; the women had ra-"
"Sableye, stop, I can't understand a word you were saying!" Furret shouted, waving at her to stop talking.
"You can't hide the secrets, Furret; I'll know one way or another!"
"Sableye, stop interrogating the poor girl!"
Sableye and Furret turn to see Gothitelle is walking toward them with a stern expression at the former.
"She's new in this team, Sableye, and you're already frightening her." Gothitelle scowled.
"Hey, I'm just doing my job, Gothitelle," Sableye said, glaring. "I need answers from her."
"If you want answers, then go find them somewhere else." Gothitelle said, crossing her arms.
"What if I don't want to?" Sableye questioned, narrowing her eyes.
Gothitelle remained silent, which made Sableye smirk in triumph.
"Hey, Yanmega, Sableye is bothering Furret, so could you please get her away from us?"
Sableye's smirk dropped as Yanmega, who was chatting with Infernape at the wall of the Loser Cabin, flew over to the three women and picked up Sableye.
"Hey!" Sableye shouted, flailing to get out of Yanmega's arms. "Put me down!"
"I'll put you down over there." Yanmega nodded to the forest at about two hundred yards before facing Gothitelle and Furret. "Ladies, you both have a good evening now."
"Thank you!" Furret shouted as Yanmega is flying over to the forest with the flailing Sableye in his arms.
"Hey, are you alright, Furret?" Gothitelle asked.
"I'm okay, Sableye was talking fast." Furret nodded. "I couldn't understand what Sableye was saying."
"So, how are you feeling about this team?" Gothitelle asked, wanting to get to know Furret more.
"I can't say much about you guys beside the fact that Sableye was invading my personal space." Furret replied. "But I did get to know Whimsicott the first night."
"Oh, that's good to know," Gothitelle nodded. "And don't worry, we're a good team. We work well together except for Bastiodon and Sableye."
"Yeah, I'm glad you guys voted him out." Furret said. "That guy has an ego as big as his big head."
"Oh, that's definitely true." Gothitelle chuckled, until she noticed a notepad in Furret's hands. "Hey, what's with the notepad? I was wondering why I sometimes see you with it."
"Oh, that?" Furret explained, showing her notepad. "I often carry it around with me in case I'd get inspired by something."
"You want to be a writer?" Gothitelle asked.
"That's right," Furret nodded. "I just love stories so much; I want to write them myself."
"Do you have any idea on what to write for your novel yet?" Gothitelle asked.
"Not yet, but hopefully I'll be able to come up with one before the end of this game." Furret replied. "By the way, why are you here?"
"I came to this show because I want to win the million dollars, so I can move out of the house and become a full grown woman." Gothitelle explained. "But I also want to make a few friends."
"Cool." Furret nodded. "Anyway, I'm going to think of something in the notepad now, okay?"
"Okay, see ya." Gothitelle said, leaving Furret alone.
Confessional: I wonder what Furret is going to write in her possible novel.
Furret: I know that due to my autism, I would have social problems. But I think I'm doing well by getting to know Gothitelle. She seems nice, but I can't officially trust her yet. We're only here for about three days. Plus, from my experience from high school, I learnt that you have to be careful on who do you trust.
Gothitelle: While Furret may not be the most sociable person on this island; I think I'm going to like her. Could I bring her into my possible alliance?
Infernape blew the tobacco smoke into the night sky, while leaning back against the wall of the Loser Cabin.
"Hey!"
Infernape turned his head to see Yanmega flew over to him.
"With Sableye's currently running back here, I've finally got the chance to tell you that this morning, I'd found an idol." Yanmega whispered.
"Are you serious?" Infernape blinked. "Where did you find it?"
"I'd found it in the forest, where the wild Pokémon lived there," Yanmega replied. "It was up in one of the nests near the top of the trees."
"Can I see it?" Infernape asked, interested about the idol Yanmega had found.
"I don't have it with me now because I don't want Sableye to be snooping through our luggage." Yanmega said, shaking his head. "I'd hide it in the same place where I'd found it, but I made it harder for the others to find it."
"It's a risky move, Yanmega," Infernape muttered. "Someone could've been smart enough to find it."
"I know, but it's a risk I'm willing to take," Yanmega said. "And beside, I'd put it on the higher nest, making it impossible for anyone to find it from the ground. But at the same time, I'd make sure that no one who flies or floats to find it as well by having the leaves to cover it."
"Okay… I guess I could roll with that." Infernape said, before speaking up louder. "Oh, there's something I've been meaning to ask you."
"What that?"
"How the damn hell did you not see the VR building?" Infernape pondered. "The hosts specifically said they'd teleported here last night. You flew back and forth twice, and yet you did not see the building?"
The scene went into awkward silence as Yanmega remained where he is before looking at Infernape again.
"That's… a very good question…" Yanmega blinked.
Confessional: Are flying Pokémon blind from seeing anything from the ground?
Yanmega: (Bewildered) Seriously, how did I not see that VR building?!
Infernape: Aside from the fact about how Yanmega did not see that building, I'm pleased he'd managed to find the Swap Idol. He'd told me what it does. However, I was hoping for an idol that'd grant me and Yanmega immunity. (Shrug) But any idol is better than none.
Jolteon is sitting on the grass, staring at the night sky until Sableye has suddenly appeared, and is sweating and gasping for air.
"You okay?" Jolteon asked, as Sableye has managed to catch her breath.
"Not happy with Yanmega sending me into that forest over there." Sableye grumbled.
"Well, you kinda deserve it after bugging Furret."
"I was just trying to find out information about her." Sableye protested.
"But constantly asking questions isn't going to help, ya know."
"But I am a reporter! I pried for information!"
"If you keep doing that, you're not going to win, or make any new friends!"
"I didn't come here for friends, Jolteon, I came here for secrets." Sableye stated, crossing her arms.
"Well, good luck with that." Jolteon said, sarcastically.
He stood up and then started walking away from Sableye, who seem to be in conflict about something.
"Hey, Jolteon!" Sableye shouted.
Jolteon stopped walking and turned his head to face Sableye, who's rubbing her arm, awkwardly.
"Um, thanks for putting me in bed last night." Sableye murmured.
"Eh, no worries." Jolteon shrugged, before walking once again.
Confessional: If Sableye is a reporter and wants to uncover secrets, did she hear anything about Gravity Falls?
Jolteon: Earlier tonight, I voted for Sableye, not Bastiodon. The reason is that as long as she's remained in the game, she's not gonna stop prying for any secrets she can find, and I am not gonna let her know about mine! (Eyes widened) Erm… because everyone got secrets… and I certainly don't want to let her know about mine. (Chuckles sheepishly)
Sableye: (Glare) I'd heard everything from outside the confessional. So Jolteon tried to vote me off because he doesn't want me to know his secret? I'm keeping an extra close eye on that guy.
Octillery is moping as she stared at the Winner Cabin. Her face is coloured red, but if you look closely, you can see there are darker shades around her eyes. Whimsicott walked over and stood beside Octillery.
"Hey, are you okay, Octillery?" Whimsicott asked.
"Whatta you think?" Octillery shouted, raising her front tentacles in the air. "Having to spend a night without sleeping in the Winner Cabin is horrifying! They could be drinking all of my beers, or worse; contaminating my hot tub!"
"Chill out, Octillery, don't you think you're overreacting a little bit?"
"Overreacting? OVERREACTING?!" Octillery shouted, pointing her tentacles at Whimsicott. "I'll have you know that the last two nights in that beautiful cabin was the best moment of my life! It was everything I could possibly imagine!"
"Alright, alright!" Whimsicott conceded. "Geez, you need a chill pill. So, are you coming inside? 'Cause I'm gonna take a nap."
"No way! I'm not spending a minute in that smelly old fucking crap cabin! I'm sleeping outside tonight!"
"But would you get cold if you do that?" Whimsicott asked.
"It's summer, I'll be fine. I'm sitting right here!"
Octillery crosses her arms and stood still as her decision is final and there's nothing anyone could do to change her mind.
"Okay, night," Whimsicott said.
She left Octillery and walked inside the Loser Cabin.
Confessional: Does that Winner Cabin cost a million dollars?
Octillery: Screw the million dollars; I could just live in the Winner Cabin for the rest of my life!
Whimsicott: Octillery's my friend, but sometimes, she can get a bit obsessive with the Winner Cabin. (Shrug) But can't blame her, since we all know that place is great.
Eventually, everyone reluctantly went inside the Loser Cabin to sleep… Well, everyone except Octillery, who is sitting at the beach. She feels gloomy as she still stared at the Winner Cabin before letting out a sigh.
"Well, if I'm out here, I might as well use this chance to eat my 'White Junk'." Octillery sighed.
She brought out a small plastic bag with what seem to be white powders with a couple of lump as well. She zipped it open, poured a little into her tentacles and then ingested it. After that, her pupils shrink drastically to the point where it's almost small as a full stop. She let out a croaky laugh.
"Soooooo good…" Octillery chuckled, enjoying the bliss after feeling the effect of her 'White Junk'. Right now, she is oblivious to the world and only focuses on her drugged dream.
Her effect of 'White Junk' is showing herself dipping in a hot tub filled with beer. She's slowly waving her tentacles in the air as two hot Machamp are pouring beer onto her, while wiggling their six pack abs. Octillery is feeling nothing but bliss and there's nothing that can ruin her perfect dream.
"Octillery?"
"Ahh!" Octillery screamed, snapping out of her bliss and turning around to see Yanmega is flying next to her. Her startle has caused a bit of the 'White Junk' to fall onto the grass below Yanmega, who has noticed it. He then picked up a bit before Octillery objected and tasted it in his mouth. His eyes have suddenly widened and then he spit it out before staring at Octillery.
"Is that heroin?" Yanmega asked, suspicious.
"No! It's not! Heh-heh…" Octillery chuckled sheepishly before accusing him while hiding her heroin behind her. "Why are you out here? I thought you're inside that crappy cabin?"
"I went out to take a piss," Yanmega replied. "I was gonna go back inside the Loser Cabin when I heard your laugh, which is sounding unusual. Then, you started waving your tentacles in the air. What're you doing with the heroin?"
"What heroin? I don't have any heroin! Nope, nothing!"
"Octillery, don't lie to me, I know what it is." Yanmega stated, crossing his arms.
Octillery is sweating nervously and tried to find a way to get out of this mess. But seeing no such plan has come up, she eventually let out a sigh and showed him her bag of heroin.
"Okay, yes I've been eating heroin but it's SO good!"
"No, it's SO bad, Octillery!" Yanmega hissed. "That stuff can get you killed! Why do you even do it in the first place?"
"My friends do this. This is how cool people do it nowadays!"
"No, Octillery, if you wanna be cool, this is not the way to do it!"
"So what, I eat heroin, you're not the boss of me!" Octillery scowled.
"You're right, I'm not," Yanmega stated. "But don't you realize that the cameras have caught you with it? You can get arrested for it!"
"I'd seriously doubt that," Octillery drawled. "Everyone is probably asleep right now and do you think they're gonna film people sleeping? That's perverted!"
"Okay, do your parents even know about this?" Yanmega asked.
This has made Octillery silent for a moment before she spoke up.
"No… they don't," Octillery replied. "But if they knew, then tough tits. I don't care."
"But I DO care. That heroin you got in your tentacles will ruin your life if you don't stop."
After that, neither of them spoke anything for about a minute before Octillery spoke up again.
"So… what are you gonna do now?" Octillery asked. "Are you gonna take my 'White Junk' away from me? Tell the hosts about it, and get me disqualified? Tell Sableye and let her scream out to everyone about my craze for 'White Junk'?"
"No, I'm not gonna do any of them," Yanmega said. "Because if I do that, you wouldn't have a choice."
"What do you mean?" Octillery asked, confused.
"What I'd mean is that choices determine our lives. If we let other people do it for us, we're not gonna grow strong for what lies ahead of us." Yanmega explained, before extending his hand toward Octillery. "Like I'm gonna give you a choice now; do you want to give the heroin to me or not?"
Octillery is uncertain with her decision as she glances at her little bag of heroin and then over to Yanmega's hand, and then glances back at her heroin again. Eventually, she stared at Yanmega in the eyes and revealed her answer.
"No. I'm keeping my 'White Junk'."
"Alright that's your choice." Yanmega sighed. "But remember everything I'd said about the heroin. Night, Octillery."
Yanmega flew away from Octillery and went inside the Loser Cabin to sleep. Octillery stood where she is and then stared at her heroin in her tentacles.
"Dammit, Yanmega…" Octillery muttered.
Confessional: Heroin is VERY BAD! Always remember that!
Octillery: My 'White Junk' has been very good with me for the last five months. It's awesome during the party and it helped me get away from the reality. (Turn away from the camera, silently before letting an annoy grunt) Oh, fuck Yanmega for bringing up my common sense!
Yanmega: I really hope Octillery thinks about this. She could be ruining herself as long as she keeps that heroin around. Remember everyone; the only thing those kinds of drugs do, is mess up your head and it can ruin your life.
Day four has arrived as the sun is rising up from the northeast. It's around seven in the morning when Leavanny slowly opens her eyes. She rubbed them to see more clearly. She sits up and then stretches herself while letting out a yawn. She looked brighter than usual, and she has a little smile showing.
"Ah… now that's a good night's sleep." Leavanny murmured.
Confessional: A good night's sleep can make you feel great!
Leavanny: That was the best sleep I've had for a long time. At home, my bed was lumpy and it's often hurt my back, of course, not as much as it did with the Loser Cabin. I don't like this game so far, but if winning challenges would let me sleep on that wonderful bed again, I guess I'll have to give it a try.
Leavanny came out of the bathroom after brushing her teeth and then went downstairs. She went into the kitchen to make herself some coffee with the coffee maker. A few moments later, her coffee is ready. So she grabbed a brown mug from the cupboards and poured the coffee into the mug. She then eventually left the kitchen area with her coffee and was about to turn left when she almost bumped into Rapidash, who has just entered the Winner Cabin.
"Hey, careful!" Leavanny hissed. "You almost spilled my coffee!"
"Sorry-I-didn't-know-you're-up." Rapidash said.
"I am up, but how come I didn't see you until just now?" Leavanny asked.
"I-always-get-up-at-six-in-the-morning-to-do-my-tr aining," Rapidash replied. "Every-athlete-needs-to-do-it-to-win."
"I see," Leavanny murmured, drinking coffee.
"Hey-are-you-drinking-coffee?" Rapidash asked.
"Yeah, but if you want it, go make it yourselves."
"No-thanks-I'm-not-a-fan-of-coffee."
"Why?" Leavanny asked.
"Last-time-I-drank-it-it-was-embarrassing." Rapidash replied, embarrassed of remembering the 'incident'.
"Let me guess; caffeine makes you extremely hyper due to your hyper body?"
Rapidash went silent as she moved her eyes to face the ground. If she can blush, she'd be doing it right now. Leavanny considers this sign that she's correct.
"I've thought so." Leavanny smirked, before continuing drinking her coffee and then sat on one of the couches.
Rapidash stared at Leavanny for a moment before quickly walking over to the kitchen area to get herself a glass of water.
Confessional: Coffee CAN make you hyper. It's depending on the ingredients.
Leavanny: I can tell by body languages or facial expression if I question them. I've learnt that when my students were trying to lie their way out of trouble.
Rapidash: I'd drink-coffee-when-I-was-a-Ponyta-and-I-was-fine. But-then-I-evolved-into-a-Rapidash-when-I-turned-t wenty. When-I-drank-coffee-for-the-first-time-as-Rapidash -I-was-all-over-the-place. It-was-so-embarrassing. After-that-I-vowed-that-until-I'm-no-longer-hyper- I-wouldn't-drink-coffee.
The forest is peaceful and calm as the winds are gently blowing through the leaves from the trees and grass from the ground. But they're not alone. In the clearing, there's a person floating above a medium sized tree stump. That person is Ninjask. His eyes are closed as he's attempting to find his inner peace. His arms are moving slithering like they were being replaced by snakes. He felt the winds blowing to his face as he continued what he's doing… until he's started thinking of a song; a song that he would play in his head every time he's alone in a peaceful forest. He's beginning to murmur the lyrics.
"Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
"I'm getting old and I need something to rely on…
"So tell me when you're gonna let me in…
"I'm getting tired I need somewhere to begin…
"Oh, wait!" Ninjask exclaimed, as he'd suddenly stopped everything he was doing. He then placed a hand on his head in frustration. "Oh man, I did it again… But that song is so good, it's perfect for this place. But as long as I keep doing that, I'm never gonna find my inner peace."
Ninjask took a deep breath and then exhaled it.
"Oh well, I think that'll do for today. I better go back to the campground."
Ninjask started flying through the forest slowly, since he doesn't want to be hit by branches again. While he's flying back to the campground, he was also looking for any idol he can find, but no luck. He was just about to reach the campground until he breathes in tobacco smoke.
"Infernape, 'cough' don't you ever think about 'cough' quitting smoking?" Ninjask coughed, his eyes are a bit watering from the smoke.
"Oh, I apologise, Ninjask."
Wait… Infernape has a gruffly deep old voice, but this one is young, while with a sophisticated accent. Ninjask moved closer to find out who's the smoker. He looked to his right and was surprised to see Chandelure, who is wearing navy reading glasses, while holding a cigar and a black pen, thanks to his telekinesis. He also has a journal in front of him.
"Chandelure?" Ninjask gasped. "Since when did you smoke?"
"I'd started smoking when I was nineteen because I've seen my father smoke cigars every time he's either reading and/or writing a book and I want to follow in his footsteps. However, I'm not like any teenagers you would see smoking just because it's cool. I've only smoked when I am either reading and/or writing a book like my father was. I hope that answer your question." Chandelure explained.
"Erm, that's interesting to know," Ninjask blinked. "But you do know that smoking is bad for you, right?"
"I am fully aware of that. But since I am a Fire and Ghost type Pokémon, smoking is hardly doing any harm to me."
"Really? I didn't know that."
"Well now you did," Chandelure said, before taking a hit of his cigar and then exhaling the smoke. "May I ask what were you doing out here?"
"I was doing my training to find my inner peace." Ninjask replied.
"Inner peace?"
"Yeah, inner peace is part of my training. My grandpa told me that every master must find their path to inner peace. Some choose to medicate in a cave without a single taste of food or water. The others, however, find it through pain and suffering."
"Is that why you had experienced a couple of bumps and bruises here?" Chandelure remarked.
"Something like that," Ninjask shrugged, but then smiled. "But I'm hoping to find it before the end of the season. That's my plan. So what about you, what you've been doing out here?"
"I'm out here because I'd like to write something on my journal in a peace and quiet environment."
"Oh, that's cool, what do you write in that journal?"
"Mainly planning for my novels, I didn't write anything too important beside that."
Ninjask could chat with Chandelure more but the smell of tobacco smoke is unbearable for him.
"Dude, I'm heading back to the campground now, good luck on your novel!"
"Thanks." Chandelure nodded, before Ninjask started flying to the campground again. He takes a hit of his cigar again and then started writing something on his journal while he stared at moving Ninjask.
"Ninjask; an accident-prone ninja who is searching for his inner peace," Chandelure mused. "Threat; four out of ten. Ally; possibly."
Confessional: Can anyone tell me what song was Ninjask was singing?
Ninjask: I'm surprised Chandelure smoked. I understand people smoke around my age but I didn't expect him to smoke cigars. Those are usually for the rich people, was Chandelure's family rich or something?
Chandelure: What I was writing in my journal are my opponents in this competition. I'm analysing them to see who the threats are, and who could be my possible allies for my alliance. I've managed to come up with one person I have in my mind. But the problem is; she's in the Mysterious Mesprit. I may have to switch over to someone else.
The members of the Mysterious Mesprit are outside with little bags under their eyes due to their lack of sleep and comfort in the Loser Cabin. Gothitelle and Whimsicott are looking for their friend; Octillery. They haven't seen her in the Loser Cabin at all last night, which had immediately made Sableye suspicious. But Infernape had managed to make her stay in the Loser Cabin for the night by having himself sleeping against the door, preventing Sableye from getting out.
Gothitelle and Whimsicott were about to go to the beach until they heard someone following her. They thought it was Sableye who was following them. So they turned around to shout at her to go away, but they didn't expect to see Furret to be the one who is following them.
"Furret?" Whimsicott asked. "What are you doing?"
"Oh, I was wondering if I could join you guys to find your friend." Furret replied.
"Sure Furret," Gothitelle smiled, motioning Furret to come with her and Whimsicott.
Furret smiled and walked over beside the two girls and then all of them started walking again.
"So, your friend, is she Octillery?" Furret asked.
"That's right." Gothitelle nodded.
"So what happened to her?"
"There's nothing wrong, she just really doesn't wanna sleep in the Loser Cabin."
"That's understandable since I have to sleep there for three nights in a row." Furret muttered.
"Ouch, you have my sympathy, Furret." Gothitelle said.
"Thanks,"
"Hey, I see her!" Whimsicott exclaimed, pointing to the beach ahead of them. They can see Octillery is lying on the sands. The girls walked over to her to get a closer look. They can see that Octillery is still sleeping, although it's hard to tell whether she was having a good sleep or not.
"Erm, should we wake her up?" Furret whispered.
"I don't think so," Gothitelle whispered. "We have no idea whether she got any sleep at all last night, so I suggest we let her sleep for more."
They suddenly hear a yawn and look to see Octillery is waking up.
"Or maybe now." Whimsicott remarked.
Octillery rubbed her eyes and then turned to see the three girls beside.
"Hey girls, what's up?" Octillery said, stretching herself.
"We came down here to see how you were last night." Whimsicott explained.
"Totally the worst night during my time here," Octillery muttered. "But I bet it's totes better than that Loser Cabin."
"'Totes'?" Furret asked, raising a brow.
"It means 'totally' in slang." Whimsicott replied.
"Oh," Furret said, before somehow bringing out her notebook and a pen, and writing it down. "'Totes' means totally."
"Yeah, I think you're right, Octillery." Gothitelle said. "It must be nice to sleep at the beach."
"Unless of course, you get pinched by Krabby." Whimsicott pointed.
"Ooo… that would've hurt." Furret said, cringed.
"Yeah, totally." Whimsicott smiled.
The four girls then giggled a bit. Gothitelle smiled as she begins to think strategically.
"These girls are perfect! We're all friends and we're in good numbers! I'd better talk to them now before a certain someone will catch us."
"Hey Gothitelle," Furret asked. "Were you thinking about something?"
"Actually, as a matter of fact, I am." Gothitelle smiled, before she started whispering to the girls. "I want to ask you girls if you want to form an alliance with me."
"Alliance, really?" Whimsicott asked. "Do you think that's a good idea?"
"It IS a good idea," Gothitelle explained. "Think about it, if all of us work together, we can stand a good chance of surviving eliminations. We would have four votes for our benefit."
"So, all I really have to do is vote someone off, right?" Octillery asked.
"Absolutely, so what do you girls think?" Gothitelle asked. "You wanna go for it?"
Furret, Whimsicott and Octillery exchanged looks for a moment before they revealed their answer.
"I'm in," Whimsicott smiled. "I would love to stay in this game as long as I can."
"Oh, what the hell, I'm in too," Octillery shrugged.
"Me too!" Furret smiled. "Oh, this is gonna be so exciting!"
Furret is suddenly shaking her whole body in glee and then calmed herself down to see her friends are staring at her with wide eyes.
"Err… what was that?" Octillery blinked.
"Sorry, I tend to do that sometimes." Furret murmured.
"Then it's settled; we're in an alliance now." Gothitelle smiled.
"I think we should come up with a name," Whimsicott declared. "After all, every team has a name."
"How about 'Girl Power'?" Octillery suggested. "We're girls, and we have the power."
"Yeah, I like it!" Furret nodded. "We're 'Girl Power' now!"
The ladies are pleased with this decision. But they are unaware that Sableye is watching them from behind a rock at the edge of the beach.
"Hmm…" Sableye mumbled, narrowing her eyes.
Confessional: Another alliance is revealed! Who will be next?
Sableye: It's very clear the girls are up to something. I'd moved closer to hear what they were saying, but I can't because I don't want Jolteon out of my sight. Everyone has secrets, but the two questions are; which shall I expose first? And who has the biggest secret?
Furret: I normally like to do things on my own, but I need to socialize with the others more and this alliance is perfect for me. (Smile) I think I now have a good chance of surviving the next couple of eliminations.
Eventually, the contestants are in the Mess Hall to have their daily breakfast. While Druddigon is eating bacon and eggs at the Awesome Azelf's table, he noticed Rapidash is quickly eating her egg-white omelette with vegetables.
"I still find it hard to believe you're eating fast," Druddigon grunted. "I mean, I get it you talk fast, run fast, walk fast, even fell asleep fast, but eating fast? This is ridiculous! You're eating faster than uncle Swampert in a pie eating contest! Plus, vegetables for breakfast? Seriously?"
"Hey-I-can't-help-it-with-my-fastable-stuff-and-yo u-know-it!" Rapidash protested, after swallowing the food. "And-vegetables-are-really-good-for-me! I-need-to-be-healthy-so-I-can-be-in-my-top-shape-f or-the-events!"
"I'm freakin' amazed I can understand any words you were saying," Druddigon remarked, which has made Rapidash to glare at him.
"What events you were talking about?" Ursaring asked.
"Olympics," Rapidash smiled. "I'm-doing-my-training-so-I-can-get-ready-for-the- qualification-in-2016."
"If the zombie outbreak doesn't happen then," Marowak muttered, darkly.
"Yeah, go for it!" Ursaring smiled. "The Olympics last year were great!"
"I agree," Xatu nodded. "The opening ceremony was extraordinary."
"You actually watched something besides your crystal ball?" Druddigon remarked, smirking.
"At least I'm watching TV in the comfort of my own home, unlike you, who has to watch it on a small rusty TV with an elderly woman from next door, who has developed feelings for you. Spinda, was it?" Xatu smirked.
Ursaring, Leavanny, Marowak and Rapidash roared in laughter, while Druddigon blushed with both embarrassed and rage. He stands up and leans dangerously close to Xatu, who's remained calm.
"How do you know that?" Druddigon asked, gritting his teeth.
"I'm psychic, remember?" Xatu replied.
"Well, let's see if your psychic power can predict this!" Druddigon hissed, before suddenly pulling a fist back. However, he can't move anything next. "What the-?!"
It's turned out it was Xatu who'd made him stop because of her psychic ability.
"It's impolite to hit a woman," Xatu stated. "As people would say; 'don't let the door hit you on the way out'."
She sent Druddigon flying out of the doorway, screaming and letting him crash on the grass outside. She then continues eating her breakfast until she noticed Sableye is standing next to her on the table.
"Xatu, tell me what you'd told Druddigon that pissed him off!" Sableye grinned.
Xatu stared at her in deadpan and then moved her pupils to apparently look at the camera, or the audience...or whatever.
Confessional: Xatu can be an Angry Bird if you mess with her!
Druddigon: (Angry) Im'ma gonna kill that bird!
Xatu: I don't use my psychic ability in petty physical situations. But with Druddigon, I can make an exception.
Sableye: (Grinned) Xatu told me everything about what just happened! I'd told the Mysterious Mesprit, the Awesome Azelf and even the Simi Monkey's Sibling about Druddigon's embarrassing secret! That's a good work, one secret down, a whole lot more to go!
"So boys, how did you decide on who gets to sleep in bed last night?" Qwilfish asked.
"My guess is that you locked Zebstrika out of the cabin," Purugly guessed. "Although I didn't hear any banging, so I thought you boys bound and gagged him."
Zebstrika glared at Purugly, who stuck out her tongue.
"We didn't do any of that," Vanilluxe explained. "I'd volunteered to sleep on the floor, so he can sleep in my bed."
"Really?" Espeon blinked.
"Yes," Vanilluxe nodded. "I like to have everyone to be able to sleep happily. I always allow others before me."
"Wow," Qwilfish blinked. "You never have a bad thought about anyone, at all?"
Vanilluxe just smiled and shrugged.
Confessional: I have a bad thought; because I have a toilet.
Qwilfish: I am amazed of Vanilluxe's positive attitude. There's no trace of negativity in him whatsoever. I know everyone has positivity and negativity in them, but Vanilluxe? (Smile) I think he may be the first living being with pure positivity.
Gothitelle was eating her breakfast until Sableye is glaring at her from across the table. She tried to ignore it but Sableye is still glaring. Finally,
"What it is, Sableye?" Gothitelle asked, annoyed.
"What were you; Whimsicott, Furret and Octillery chatting about at the beach?" Sableye questioned, narrowing her eyes.
"Octillery was talking about her high school life back home." Gothitelle lied. She managed to make it sound like the truth but Sableye is not fooled easily.
"What kind of topics was she talking about at high school?" Sableye questioned, climbing onto the table and then walking over to Gothitelle.
"Saying about how boring the lessons were and the teachers were being so strict."
"What lessons?"
"Everything; Math, English, PE, Science, etc…"
"What is the name of the teach-"
"Alright, that's enough!" Infernape shouted "Sableye, stop talking and sit your ass back on the seat now!"
Sableye stared at Infernape before turning to face Gothitelle.
"This isn't over." Sableye hissed, motioning 'I got my eyes on you' gesture before she went back to her seat.
Confessional: Does Sableye do this at high school at well?
Gothitelle: Clearly, Sableye isn't easy to be fooled. We need to get rid of her the next time we return to the elimination ceremony before who knows how many secrets she'll spill.
Octillery: (Raise a brow) How does she know what I've felt about the lessons and teachers?
Eventually, Azelf, Mesprit and Uxie have entered the Mess Hall.
"Morning, guys," Azelf greeted. "We saw Druddigon outside who seemed to be angry about something, care to explain why?"
"Xatu revealed embarrassing information about him and then he was gonna punch her, but she then used her psychic power to send him flying out of the room." Ursaring explained.
"Seriously?" Mesprit said, surprised. "Are you okay, Xatu? We can have a word with Druddigon if you like."
"I am fine, Mesprit," Xatu assured. "There's no need for you to do anything. I can handle him just fine."
"Okay, if all of you are finished with your breakfast, we can start on today's challenge." Uxie smiled. "If you like video games, I think you're going to enjoy this."
The contestants are now intrigued about what today's challenge shall be as they all get up from their seat and then leave the Mess Hall with the hosts.
Confessional: Does the video game have to do with Xatu's Angry Bird skills?
Whimsicott: Today challenge is based on video games? (Grinned) Awesome!
Furret: This is gonna be the first time since day one I'm participating in challenges. I was kinda bored when I wasn't competing in the last two days, so I'm pleased I'm doing it today.
The contestants realized the next challenge will be in the Virtual Reality once Uxie has mentioned video games. They are now inside the VR Building.
"Okay everyone," Mesprit stated. "Sit down on one of these chairs and then we can get started."
The contestants managed to find their seats and then put on their helmet. As they're waiting, they're being sent to the virtual world. Once they've arrived, they glance around their surroundings. They're standing on the loading bay of the power plant. The lights inside are dimmed. There are also six sections with a reactor core as a power source for the facility.
"Where are we?" Leavanny asked.
"Um, I think the better question is; where the other teams?" Marowak asked.
Marowak is right. The Unique Uxie and the Mysterious Mesprit aren't here with them. That's because both of them are in different locations. Suddenly, a floating monitor appeared out of nowhere and then shows three pictures. One large at the top with the three hosts, while the bottom two shows the Unique Uxie and the Mysterious Mesprit.
"Hello, everyone," Uxie greeted. "We see you're all here."
"Uxie, what is this place," Qwilfish asked. "And why the other teams are in different locations?"
"Those questions will be answered very soon, Qwilfish," Mesprit explained. "Remember how Uxie said this challenge has to do with video games? Well, this challenge IS indeed based on a video game series."
"And what video game series are we doing?" Azelf smiled. "We're doing… Mass Effect!"
Contestants like Infernape and Yanmega are pleased, while others like Leavanny and Espeon are not.
"Mass Effect? You mean it's one of those stupid third person shooters where people are slowly losing their IQ, and becoming violent for wasting their life on a pathetic game console?" Leavanny scowled.
"Clearly, she has never played video games before." Octillery whispered to her teammates.
"I'm not surprised; since I'm sure she was old enough before it existed." Whimsicott whispered, smirking.
"I heard that!" Leavanny shouted, who somehow heard it.
"Why did you decide to pick this series?" Gothitelle asked.
"Because Mass Effect is very popular and it has critical acclaim for their storyline, characters, romances, voice acting, choices and the depth of the galaxy." Uxie replied. "And we needed to do a shooting challenge at some point in this game."
"So what are the rules for this challenge?" Jolteon asked.
"We won't be explaining that," Mesprit explained. "However, we have a very special guest from Mass Effect."
"Really, who is it?" Sableye asked.
"He's the main star of Mass Effect series, became the first human Citadel Council Spectre, and managed to save the galaxy from the Reapers!" Azelf introduced, smiling. "It's… Commander Shepard!"
Suddenly, the picture of the three hosts is being replaced by a man in his grey armour with red and white stripes on his right arms. Also, he has an N7 symbol on his chest while he's wearing a mostly grey helmet with a few red on it.
"Hey, guys." Shepard greeted.
"Wow, the actual Commander Shepard!" Whimsicott grinned.
"Why can't we see your face?" Zebstrika asked.
"He's a customized character," Ninjask replied. "His face changes every single time by players all over the world."
"He's right," Shepard nodded. "Anyway, I'll explain today's challenge. For the last three challenges you were in, you relied on yourselves. But today, this will test your teamwork. If any of you have played multiplayer in Mass Effect 3, then you should know what you're doing. Your challenge is to survive ten waves of enemies."
"Waves?" Vanilluxe asked.
"Waves are groups." Shepard replied. "When one wave of enemies has been defeated, the next wave will appear. But when you get to a certain number of waves, you'll be participating in a mini challenge."
"What kind of mini challenge?" Infernape asked, raising a brow.
"When you get to wave three, you'll need to disable four devices before the time has run out. Wave six challenges will have you hacking critical data before the time runs out like last time. And finally, when you get to wave ten; you must find a package - you'll know what it is when you get there - and delivering it to the extraction point and then waiting for the time to hit zero. That's when the ship will pick you guys up and then teleport you back to the real world. Any questions?" Shepard asked.
"What happen if the time runs out at the waves three and six challenges?" Druddigon asked.
"If that happens, then your penalty is that one random person from your team will be pulled out of the challenge. Any more questions?"
"How does this challenge determine the winner?" Ursaring asked.
"There are two ways you can win," Shepard explained. "One; get the highest overall score as a team. Or two; be the last team left with your members remaining in the challenge. For the latter, we don't want you guys to be firing at each other, so that's why all of you are in different locations."
"Unique Uxie; you're in the Firebase Giant, and you'll be facing off against the Geth."
The Unique Uxie are standing inside a wrecked bunker in one of the corners of the Firebase Giant. There're Terminal, Cargo Transfer, Exterior and the krogan surface-to-space cannon's control room. Also, the background is wasteland with craters and dusty as the day looks around afternoon.
"What's the Geth?" Chandelure asked.
"You'll see soon." Shepard replied, before coughing to clear his throat. "Anyway, Mysterious Mesprit, you're in the Firebase White, and you'll be facing off against the Cerberus."
The Mysterious Mesprit are standing on the landing pad. There're buildings with two floors, along with the lower floor outside. There's also a launch ramp catwalk area. Also, the background has mountains with snow on top. The climate is cold and it looks like the sun has just appeared rising up behind the mountains.
"And as for the Awesome Azelf, you're in the Firebase Reactor. You'll be facing off against the Reaper." Shepard explained. "Now, before you can start the challenge, you'll need to decide which of you will be in certain classes."
"Classes?" Octillery whined. "Don't tell me we're going to have a lesson; I already suffered enough at school!"
"No, not those classes," Shepard said, shaking his head. "The classes on which role you're playing; Soldier, Adept and Engineer. I'm going to let three of my friends demonstrate what those classes can do. First up is turian solder, and one of my best friends; Garrus."
Garrus suddenly appeared in front of the Unique Uxie in the same way people would teleport themselves to certain locations. He is an alien race resembling humanoid birds or raptors. He has scars on the right side of his face. He's wearing a visor to his left eye, while wearing blue and black armour. He's also carrying an Assault Rifle.
"Hey, everyone, I'm here to explain to you guys about what you can do as Soldier." Garrus greeted before he shows his Assault Rifle to the teams. "You can use one of these bad boys to blast your way to victory. You'll be able to use this, Pistols, and Shotguns, to fire real bullets. Also, when you flick the switch to Incendiary Ammo, and shoot it at the enemies, it'll burst into flames. Watch and learn."
Suddenly, a humanoid robot holding a gun appeared and aimed at the Unique Uxie, who took a step back until Garrus pointed his gun at it. He fires at the robot and it burst into flames while panicking. He finished it off and then the robot disappeared.
"Cool," Ninjask smiled.
"Is that the Geth Commander Shepard was talking about?" Tangrowth asked.
"It is," Garrus nodded. "But that Geth is called the Geth Trooper. There'll be plenty of different Geth you'll see in this challenge. But there's something you need to know. If you decide to pick Soldier, you'll get medium sized armour, like I'm wearing right now. You'll get better defences but it'll make you slower than usual. And finally, you'll have no kind of Adept and Engineer abilities whatsoever."
"Thank you, Garrus; I'll introduce the next person now." Shepard nodded.
"Anytime, Shepard." Garrus nodded, before noticing Purugly is showing her seductive smirk and giving him a wink. This has made him feel uncomfortable.
"Next person I'm introducing is an asari researcher who'd lived for a long time, and my very good friend; Liara."
Liara appeared the same way as Garrus expected this time; she's standing in front of the Mysterious Mesprit. She certainly looked human except there two major differences. Her skin is blue, while her hair looks like tentacles sticking out at the back.
"Greetings, everyone." Liara smiled.
"Excuse me, how come you look so young," Sableye questioned. "You look nothing like being lived for a long time?"
"Oh, I'm actually one hundred and nine years old," Liara replied. "I'm barely an adult by asari standards."
"Are you totes serious?" Octillery gasped.
Liara nodded.
"Wow, I hope I look good when I turn a hundred years old." Whimsicott smiled.
"That is what my friend Ashley said when she knew about my age." Liara recalled. "But enough of that, I'll start explaining what you can do as Adept."
She started to glow blue but mostly from her hands.
"It's like a Psychic type Pokémon can use their movements for anything." Liara explained. "You can lift, throw, or even rip the enemies apart. Like this for example."
She and the Mysterious Mesprit turned to their left to see a soldier with his armour and a gun pointing at them. Liara's hands glowed again as she use her biotic to lift it in the air, who is frantically moving around, before she used Warp to rip it apart and then let it drop to the ground. After that, it disappeared like the Geth.
"Do you all know what to do with Adept now?" Liara asked.
The Mysterious Mesprit nodded.
"Good!" Liara smiled. "If you decide to pick Adept, you can still use guns, but you're only using Pistols. Also, the armour would be light, not very good for defences, but good with speed."
"Thank you for teaching them with Adept, Liara." Shepard said.
"You're welcome, Shepard." Liara smiled.
"Finally, last but not least; the woman who is a mechanical genius and Garrus's girlfriend…"
"Shepard!" Garrus shouted, feeling embarrassingly shy.
"It's Tali." Shepard declared.
Tali appeared in front of the Awesome Azelf. She's wearing a black and grey thin environmental suit with dark purple hoodie. This reason is why the teams couldn't see her face.
"Hello, everyone," Tali greeted. "I'm going to show you all about what you can do as Engineer. Say hello to this."
Her left arm is suddenly glowing orange. But unlike what Liara did with her biotic, the design is more technologically advanced than the present.
Klinklang is scanning the tool from standing beside his teammates.
"BZZT, WHAT IS THE DEVICE YOU HAVE ON YOUR LEFT ARM? IT WOULD BE IMPERATIVE FOR MY MASTERS, BZZT." Klinklang questioned.
"This is the omni-tool," Tali explained, as she's motioning to the device on her arm. "It's a handheld device that combines a computer microframe, sensor analysis pack, and minifacturing fabricator. Versatile and reliable, an omni-tool can be used to analyse and adjust the functionality of most standard equipment, including weapons and armour, from a distance. However, you're only using two things; first; you'll be disabling the four devices and hacking critical data. You'll figure it out how to use it during the challenge. And second…"
The tip of her omni-tool is glowing fire.
"Because only the Engineer can use it, this is the only way to kill enemies with this. Here is how I do it." Tali explained, before she turned to her right to see a cybernetics zombie is running toward her. She shoots flame at the zombie, which caught on fire and ran around in panic until Tali ran to it and backhanded across his face hard. He fell to the floor and then disappeared.
"Is that a zombie?" Marowak asked, excitedly.
"It may look like a zombie but it's actually one of the Reapers; Husk." Tali said. "Now, there's another thing I want to show you."
She pressed a few buttons and then a floating robot drone appeared. The colours are pink and purple.
"Whoa-what-is-that?" Rapidash asked.
"That is the Combat Drone." Tali replied. "It draws enemy fire and can electronically stun targets while damaging their shields. You can only use one active drone at a time. Here, I'll demonstrate it with another Husk."
Husk appeared again and started running toward her. Tali pressed a button and the drone floated toward the running Husk and electronically stunned it. The Husk screamed as it can hardly move. Tali stepped forward and took it out the same way she did with the previous. The drone disappeared as well.
"That is very impressive." Ursaring smiled.
"Thank you," Tali nodded. "Now like Liara said with the Mysterious Mesprit, you'll get light armour and pistols if you pick Engineer. Also, there's one more thing you should know. Anyone who will be the Engineer will be the only one who can disable the four devices and hacking critical data. If I were you, I'd make sure your Engineer survived long enough to get to waves three and six."
"Thank you, Tali for explaining with the Engineer. I'll talk to them now." Shepard said.
"Okay, Shepard." Tali nodded.
"Alright, now you all know what those classes are," Shepard explained. "I want you guys to spend the next five minutes to make your decision on which one male and female respectively to be Soldier, Adept or Engineer."
"There's no doubt I'm going to have to be an Adept, since there's no way I can carry a gun or an omni-tool." Qwilfish declared.
"Then how the hell are you a cop if you can't even hold a gun?" Zebstrika asked.
"I use my spikes to bring justice to any evil-doer." Qwilfish replied.
"But aside from that, how are we gonna do this?" Tangrowth asked. "None of us have any experience with this."
"It's actually quite easy," Purugly explained. "Tangrowth and I can be Soldier, since Tangrowth is the strongest out of all of us, and I'm pretty sure Espeon doesn't want to be firing at the enemies much. So I'll take this position, while she can be the Engineer. Despite his poor performances in the previous challenges, Ninjask has to be an Engineer because I highly doubt Chandelure can use it with his lack of arms. Speaking of Chandelure, he can be an Adept because he's smarter than the other two guys. No offense to you, Vanilluxe. But Zebstrika, I'm offending you."
The Unique Uxie except Purugly are silent.
"My words, Purugly, how are you so strategic right now?" Chandelure asked.
"I played games like this at home." Purugly replied.
"You… played video games?" Ninjask blinked.
"You may not believe it," Purugly smirked. "But when I'm not being all sexual, I'm a gamer. I played video games all the time when I was a kid. I'd managed to get high scores every once in a while. I have knowledge about game consoles, games, the developers, you name it."
"Wow, I never expected you to be a gamer." Tangrowth said.
"You never asked." Purugly shrugged. "But I'm serious about this. I played Mass Effect before; I know what strategies we can use to win this challenge."
"I don't know, a woman in charge?" Zebstrika said, doubtfully. "That sounds like it's going to end badly."
"Well I think it's wonderful that Purugly is a gamer." Vanilluxe smiled. "With her experience, we are sure to win our first challenge! I nominate her to be our leader today!"
"Yeah, me too!" Tangrowth smiled, raising his hand.
Eventually, everyone except Espeon and Zebstrika agreed to let Purugly to be in charge, much to her delight. Espeon and Zebstrika, however, are frowning at the idea.
"I refuse to listen to a woman who had her body poison men with diseases." Espeon scowled.
"Too bad, Arceus lover," Purugly smirked. "I'm in charge today, so you have to follow my order."
Espeon glared at Purugly but remained silent.
Confessional: The author played video games all the time when he was younger. But he hardly played it anymore now…
Espeon: (Scowl) I am appalled that a disgusting woman like Purugly became in charge of the team. She is everything you can describe about Lust from the 'Seven Deadly Sins'. I pray to the Lord that she'd be disposed from the game, along with Tangrowth and Zebstrika. Plus, having to be participating in a shooting game is horrifying. I am not going to enjoy this.
Purugly: (Smirk) Get to be in charge, get to play a game of Mass Effect 3 multiplayer, and get a chance to hit on this guy I've been waiting to meet? I am going to enjoy this.
"Alright, I'm in charge for today," Infernape declared. "Are any of you having a problem with that?"
Mysterious Mesprit shook their head.
"Good," Infernape nodded. "I'll be Soldier due to my previous experience. Yanmega can be Engineer as he can take down the enemies from above and has a better chance for surviving long enough to do the mini challenges at waves three and six."
"Got it!" Yanmega nodded.
"Jolteon, you can be Adept as you're the only guy who hasn't been given a role yet, so therefore you're automatically an Adept. You're having any problem with that?"
"Not at all," Jolteon said. "I don't think I can do well as Engineer anyway."
"Good," Infernape nodded, before facing the women. "Do any of you have any idea what position you wanna be in?"
"I'd like to be Soldier," Gothitelle requested. "No offense to the other girls, I feel like I'm the strongest woman on this team."
"That's fine," Infernape nodded, before facing Furret. "What about you, Furret? This is your first challenge as a member of the Mysterious Mesprit."
"I know," Furret said. "I would like to be an Adept. I'm not really good at physical stuff."
"Okay," Infernape said, before facing the remaining three women. "Who wants to be an Engineer?"
"I'll do it!" Sableye smiled, raising her hand up. "I can sneakily pass by the enemies with my small size, and I can scale the wall!"
Infernape narrowed his eyes as he thought about Sableye's volunteering for the challenge.
"Let her do it, I don't mind." Octillery said.
Infernape thought for a few more seconds before he moved his face close to Sableye.
"Alright, but no funny business, got it?" Infernape snarled, jabbing a finger at Sableye.
"You can count on me!" Sableye saluted.
Infernape and Yanmega exchanged looks.
Confessional: Speaking of count, let's count how many eyes the contestants have!
Infernape: (Narrowing his eyes, while crossing his arms) I don't trust Sableye one bit.
"So, who's gonna be who?" Leavanny asked.
"I'll be the Soldier." Druddigon requested, crossing his arms. "I used guns before."
"That's-interesting-to-know." Rapidash said. "Who-else-wanna-do-this?"
"BZZT, I REQUESTED TO BE AN ENGINEER, BZZT." Klinklang said.
"But how are you gonna do it?" Marowak asked. "You don't have any arms."
Klinklang is silent as a couple of machine-like beeping is being made.
"BZZT, CORRECTION, I REQUESTED TO BE AN ADEPT, BZZT." Klinklang replied.
"Okay… so who is gonna be an Engineer?" Marowak asked, before facing Ursaring. "Do you want to do this?"
"Actually, Azumarill and I won't be participating because she doesn't like shooting games." Ursaring stated, as he placed his hand on Azumarill's shoulder.
"Oh no, no, no," Leavanny shouted. "If she can't participate in this challenge, then I have to do it!"
"So why can't you?" Ursaring asked.
"Have you heard my rant about this sort of game?" Leavanny scowled, crossing her arms. "I'm not doing it, it's stupid."
"Leavanny, you'd be helping us out more than the weepy rabbit over there." Druddigon pointed, to Azumarill, who gloomily looked down as she doesn't like the nickname.
"I don't care. If you ask me, Azumarill needs to stop acting like a child and grow up."
"Hey, don't talk to my wife like that!" Ursaring growled.
"Or else what," Leavanny retorted. "Vote me off?"
"Alright, that's enough!" Marowak said, sternly. "Leavanny; you're doing the challenge whether you like it or not. Xatu, which role would you like to be?"
"I would like to be an Engineer." Xatu replied.
"I'm-fine-being-an-Adept-since-I-can't-hold-anythi ng-with-hooves." Rapidash said.
"That'd make you a Soldier, while I'm an Engineer." Marowak declared, to Leavanny.
"But-" Leavanny protested before being interrupted by Marowak.
"No buts!" Marowak snarled. "You're doing it, and that's an order!"
The team has gone silent. Druddigon smirked as he's enjoying watching somebody's argument. Ursaring has almost done the same but quickly covered it with a frown. Azumarill is clearly frightened of the argument. Rapidash isn't happy with the situation. Klinklang is remained motionless. Marowak glared at Leavanny, who glared back and crossed her arms. Xatu remained calm and then spoke up.
"Our team is set then." Xatu stated.
Confessional: Setting to be used as ammo for Angry Birds?
Marowak: I didn't want to act like a dictator like the Governor from The Walking Dead was. But sometimes, you need to set them straight in order for them to understand our priority here.
Leavanny: Who the hell is he to tell me what to do? I know that if I want to sleep in the Winner Cabin again, I need to win the challenge. But I don't want to participate in some mindless shooting game! This kind of video game is one of the reasons why teens were so eager to join the army and get themselves traumatized or killed.
Ursaring: (Laugh) This is great! As long as Leavanny keeps whining and annoys the others, no one will target me! I volunteer to skip out of the challenge to keep an eye on Azumarill, and observe the whole team so I'll know who to target and eliminate them.
Azumarill: (Quietly) Even though I'm not particularly into games like Mass Effect, Ursaring pulled me out because I know he needs to keep an eye on me to make sure I don't 'spill' it to others, no matter how much I want to. (Sigh sadly) I'd heard what Leavanny and Druddigon said about me being weak as a frightened child. But they do not understand what I'd gone through… No one does…
"Okay, has everyone made their decision?" Shepard asked.
All three teams nodded.
"Then whoever decided to be Soldier, please step forward."
Tangrowth, Purugly, Infernape, Gothitelle, Druddigon and reluctantly Leavanny stepped forward. A moment later, all of them are suddenly wearing armor and helmets that looked exactly like Shepard's, except instead of the N7 logo, it's replaced with a silhouette of the host's head, depending on which team they're in. They also received guns on their back and one in their hand.
"Whoa!" Tangrowth exclaimed, as he and the other five are admiring their armor. "This is totally cool!"
"Now would the contestants who want to be an Adept, please step forward." Shepard said.
Chandelure, Purugly, Jolteon, Furret, Klinklang and Rapidash stepped forward and then they all were suddenly wearing armor and helmets, like the previous group. But unlike the previous group, they are not carrying any big weapons, just pistols. Also, their armor is thinner as it's lighter than the Soldier's armor.
"BZZT, I MUST SCAN THIS ARMOR AND GUNS FOR MY MASTERS, BZZT." Klinklang declared before he started scanning the armor he's wearing.
"And finally," Shepard declared. "Anyone who's going to be an Engineer, step forward pleases."
Ninjask, Espeon, Yanmega, Sableye, Marowak and Xatu stepped forward and then their armor and helmets appeared on them.
"Hmm… I wonder if I could…" Sableye pondered as she moved her left arm closer and then jabbed a finger to her arm. The omni-tools have suddenly appeared. Her mouth turned into a grin as she's staring at her omni-tools. "Excellent…"
"As for the rest of you who didn't step forward for any of the classes, you're still participating in this challenge." Shepard said.
"What?" Zebstrika said.
"Then why did you say one guy and one girl in each class to participate?" Whimsicott asked. "You never said ALL of us have to do it."
"I know that," Shepard explained. "The reason I'd said it because I want each class to have eight members. Now, Awesome Azelf; since you won the challenge yesterday, you get the first pick."
"Well in that case; I'll be the Soldier." Ursaring declared before facing his wife. "Who'd you like to be, honey?"
"Erm…" Azumarill murmured. "I think I'd like to be an Adept. I don't think I can do well with weapons."
"Next; Unique Uxie, you can pick a Soldier and Engineer, or Adept and Engineer." Shepard stated.
"Vanilluxe is gonna have to be an Adept since he has no arms," Purugly pointed. "And as for Zebstrika, I have no idea since he can't hold a gun with hooves."
"I don't need guns, I can use my movement to help us win." Zebstrika smirked.
"Actually, you can't," Shepard pointed. "In this challenge; you and the others are unable to use your movements because that's not what happened in Mass Effect."
"Damn it," Zebstrika cursed.
"So what are we going to do?" Espeon asked.
"How about Zebstrika be an Engineer," Vanilluxe suggested. "He would have to carry a lot of guns as Soldier, so I thought it'd be better for him to be an Engineer."
"I guess it's fine by me." Zebstrika shrugged.
"As for Octillery and Whimsicott," Shepard declared. "You have to make your decision to be either Soldier or Engineer."
"Um, which class is the least amount of work?" Octillery asked.
"Octillery, you're gonna have to be a Soldier because at least your arms are long enough to hold a shotgun or something. I can only hold pistols." Whimsicott pointed.
"But that sounds like a lot of work!" Octillery whined.
"It is, but being an Engineer is more hard work because we need Engineers to disable the four devices and hacking the critical data." Infernape explained.
"Okay, I'll take Soldier." Octillery said, quickly after she made a one second decision.
"Alright, here are your armor and weapons, guys." Shepard said.
The remaining six eventually received it like everyone else has.
"Okay, I'd noticed your team has only two members for one class, so I'm letting my friends to help you guys today." Shepard explained.
The contestants are quite pleased with this announcement, more than the others.
"Garrus, you're with the Unique Uxie." Shepard demanded. "Liara, you'll be competing with the Mysterious Mesprit. And Tali, you're with the Awesome Azelf."
"Yes sir!" Garrus, Liara and Tali saluted, before walking over to their temporary team, respectively.
"Looks like I'm gonna be helping you guys today." Garrus said, at the Unique Uxie.
"Yes you are, Mr. Vakarian," Purugly smirked, seductively as she moved close to Garrus, much to his discomfort.
"I am pleased to be working with you all." Liara smiled, at the Mysterious Mesprit.
"Same with you," Gothitelle smiled.
"It's great to have you on our team, Tali." Ursaring smiled, as he shakes hands with Tali.
"Thanks." Tali smiled.
"Okay everyone, that's all I have to say from me, I wish you all good luck today. Commander Shepard's out." Shepard saluted, before his screen is being replaced by the three hosts again.
"Now that was a great way to introduce this challenge!" Azelf smiled.
"Are you guys ready for the challenge now?" Mesprit asked.
"Wait!" Ninjask asked. "How do we get pulled out of the challenge beside the mini wave challenges?"
"If you get hit too much from enemies, that's when you're out." Uxie replied. "It's that all the questions been answered for you guys?"
Contestants nodded.
"Then we shall we start the challenge… after this!" Azelf smiled, before facing the camera. "Which contestant will be the top gamer of this Mass Effect challenge?"
"Can any of them survive the Geth, the Cerberus, or the Reapers?" Mesprit asked, rhetorically.
"And what kind of strategies will they use today?" Uxie smiled. "Find out after the break!"
Confessional: This is Mass Effect, everybody!
Tangrowth: (Smile) This is gonna be awesome!
Leavanny: (Groan) This is gonna be awful…
So what do you guys think of the chapter? I hope I did alright with Shepard, Garrus, Liara and Tali. The last thing I want is to have someone complaining that the characters are OOC. I'd write canon characters before and I did fine with it. I do not own Mass Effect or the characters from said game. Now I have no idea when the next chapter is up. But I have a good feeling it'll be long as this one, so don't be surprised if the chapter hasn't been updated for a little while.