Disclaimer - All rights belong to Teletoon, Cartoon Network, and the creators of TDI. No profit is being made in the making of the fanfiction. This alternate-universe episode of TDI contains stunts performed by written teens. Please don't try any of this at home. Also, no playing with zombies, they do not play well with other children.
The Kobold Necromancer's Notes - This challenge is so much to my liking. It'll give you a small taste of what I may one day publish. Yes, you may see my OCs in a published novel one day.
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Chapter 16 - This Ain't Halloween Town
Carol was nom-nom-noming away at her food. Her eyes were darting all over the room, as if she expected an attack from somewhere. Truth was, she was just spying on all the couples, watching them hug and kiss and feed each other at times. The reason she did this was because she had no shame.
She watched Ezekiel hugging Heather, Duncan (who had snuck into the stadium again) nibbling Courtney's ear, Tyler and Lindsay in hot make-out session, Izzy feeding Owen, and Noah talking to Katie enthusiastically (for Noah, that is).
Upon seeing the last couple, she wondered where Sadie was. Her answer was given to her quickly, as the larger girl sat down next to her.
"Hey, whacha up to?" Carol asked her.
"I'm just a little starved for conversation while I eat," Sadie admitted. "Katie and Noah are talking up a storm, and, like, I'm kind of an extra wheel or however that expression goes."
"Yeah, but at least they get to spend time together at long last."
"Oh, don't get me wrong, I am like so happy for Katie!"
"Having a boyfriend is wonderful, but being single like us has its perks."
"I know, right?" Sadie agreed emphatically. "I mean, a boyfriend of mine would tease me about my weight."
"And guys always love to make fun of my height, don't need that all the time," Carol added. "We enjoy single life, and normal friends like you."
Sadie giggled and nodded. "Don't have to worry about looking especially good."
"Don't have a guy's hands all over you like Duncan is doing to Courtney."
"Don't have a guy whispering sweet nothings in your ear like Ezekiel's doing."
"Don't have a guy kissing you like Tyler's doing to Lindsay... oh wow, tongue."
"Don't have a guy to hold you and tell you how special you are..."
Carol and Sadie stared at each other for a few seconds, then burst into loud tears. They hugged each other and sobbed until someone came around. That someone was Crystal, and she looked surprised.
"What's wrong?" she asked them.
"We want a boyfriend," the two sobbed.
Crystal smiled and sat across from them. "Look, I know the urge to hook up is high, but you have to remember that not everyone here may be right for you."
"It'd still be nice to have someone," Carol muttered. "Experience, you know?"
"Some say dating is dipping your feet in the water, but I think it should always be a bit more meaningful," Crystal said.
Sadie wiped her eyes and said, "So who would be good for us, Crystal?"
"Well Sadie, I don't know too much about you two, but I figured since Katie is dating Noah, you'd like someone like him."
"Yeah, just maybe... a little nicer? Not so cynical?"
"That'd be someone like Sebastian or Joel, but I think you'd have too much competition there," she explained. "You two do need to know that no matter how many couples there are this season, there will, at the least, be two of us ladies left single no matter what."
"Why?" Sadie asked.
"Well, for starters, none of the girls are gonna hook up with Colin."
"Oh yeah! Heck yeah," she added as an afterthought. "No one would pair up with him! But I cannot think of anyone else who's completely disagreeable."
"The other one would be Rodney."
"What? Rodney's not disagreeable? He's sweet and cute and so nice!"
"He's eight years old, Sadie."
"Oh. Forgot that."
Crystal shook her head, then continued to talk to the two girls about compatibility and dating. Nearby, Lindsay and Tyler were playing tonsil hockey (which Tyler was better at than real hockey). They took a break to breathe, then Lindsay brought up an unusual subject.
"Tyler, you ever feel sorry for Noel?"
"What? Him?" Tyler pointed at the Noah. "Why him? He's not alone or anything."
"Well, he's always sleeping in the janitor's closet. That cannot be good for your back."
"Are you and the other girls keeping him out?"
"No, he peeps into our room for a few seconds, then leaves."
Tyler rubbed his chin in thought. "He didn't walk in on you girls changing, did he?"
"I don't think so. Maybe he's worried Kathie will be upset that he's sleeping in a room with two beautiful girls like Lefonda and I, and Melinda too."
"Melinda... I mean Mandy is good looking too."
"You think so?" Lindsay, not jealous but confused, scratched the back of her head. "Because, like, her hair is the color of an old woman."
Mandy right now was drumming her fingers on the table top. She sighed as she looked over at Hannah, sitting next to her and talking to Joel. The cultist girl looked like she had something on her mind as she stared at someone, and Zachary noticed this as he walked by; however, he thought she was staring at Izzy, who's underpants were slightly visible.
"Staring at crazy girl's underwear?" he asked her, smirking at her. "Kind of hot, if you ask me."
"I'm not a lesbian," Mandy shouted, startling several people and having them look over at her. "Here, look, I'll prove it..."
The platnium-haired cultist tapped Hannah's shoulder, and when she turned to look at her, Mandy grabbed her shoulders and planted a kiss right on the blond girl's lips.
A very startled Hannah and Joel (and everyone else watching) all stared at Mandy, who wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
"Now see," Mandy said to Zachary, "if I was a lesbian, I would have enjoyed that."
A few seconds past by, then Mandy realized how ridiculous that was, and slammed her forehead against the table top. "Oh, Old Gods," she cursed. "No one's gonna take me serious at this rate."
"No one ever does," Zachary remarked as he started to walk away, "or ever will."
He was struck in the head by a thrown spoon. Looking around to see who threw it, he couldn't see anyone, and then sulked off. The guilty party, Izzy, dusted off her hands. "Teach him to insult my friend."
"Why'd you use my spoon?" Owen asked.
"Because you used mine to dual-wield for your cereal," she explained. She then cleared her throat, and said, "Now Owen, about what we were talking about?"
"Spoons?"
"No, I meant about our relationship. Now, if we need this to work out better, you really need to work on some habits."
"Okay. Like?"
"Like how you-"
Owen then let out a loud belch right in her face, whipping her red hair back. Her eyes widened in shock, then watered from being exposed to the noxious gas. Owen noticed this and gasped.
"Oh no! Izzy, I didn't mean to upset you, don't cry," he said, then wrapped his big arms around her and pulled her in for a hug.
Izzy rolled her eyes as he kissed her cheek over and over. She sighed and allowed him to do this, because she rather enjoyed it. She wasn't aware that she was being watched by someone (and it wasn't Carol).
Heather was staring at Izzy being romanticized by Owen (if one could dare call it that, in her opinion). She was so transfixed that eventually Ezekiel noticed and couldn't help but ask, "Is something wrong, Heather?"
"I'm wondering what Izzy is up to," she said. "She's bin acting a bit weird, eh." The ravenhaired girl groaned and looked at Ezekiel with a small smile. "I'm really starting to sound like you, e... right?"
"Izzy? What's wrong with what she's doing?" he asked, looking at her. Ezekiel personally was concerned that Izzy didn't look too thrilled as Owen kissed her face, and wondered if the couple was having trouble.
"It's just... she's acting weird. For Izzy, that is, but I don't know how to describe that."
"Didn't you want her to stop paying so much attention to me? She's with Owen right noo', isn't that what you want?"
"It's not just that, she did something really weird this morning, in our room?"
"Did she prank you? Say something to you?" Ezekiel guessed, desperate to see how his friend was upsetting his girlfriend. "She didn't threaten you, did she?"
"She did something worse than any of that."
"Oh my God, what?"
"She... she made my bed!"
Ezekiel stared at Heather, very confused.
(Janitor's Closet - We are family.)
Ezekiel - "I doo'nt understand! Izzy is being nice to Heather, why does that concern her?"
Heather - "Ezekiel doesn't understand this. Izzy being nice to me can only mean that she may be planning something big, and that concerns me."
Carol - "I'd really like to have a boyfriend at one point, seeing so many of the guys here are adorable. Who wouldn't want a girl like me, I can be so happy to see someone that I tackle then, sliding us across the floor and crashing into the wall? Isn't that affectionate or what?"
Lindsay - "Norm is never in our room, and I'm worried about that. I mean, Amanda is kind of scary, with her rats and white hair and dagger and constantly threatening to sacrifice us to 'Kabooboo,' but surely a bed is better than a closet, right?"
Sadie - "I really am happy for Katie, and I know this isn't, like, because she's spent too much time with me, it's just that she doesn't get a lot of time to be with Noah."
Katie - "I wish I could have Sadie and Noah with me at all times, but sadly, you really do want some alone time with your boyfriend eventually. Sadie is wonderful, but it's hard to kiss your guy when your BFF is asking you how good his kisses are."
\She looks around the janitor's closet in thought, then notices something.\ "Why is there a bed in here? Hey, this book... this is what Noah's sleeping? Why's he sleeping in here?"
Hannah - "Poor Mandy. She's trying too hard to prove she's not something, and well, trying to prove you're not something is rather difficult. I just hope she doesn't try to prove too hard again." \She chuckles.\
Owen - "Izzy and I share a great bond. We both love to do things other people would hate to do, we both like odd foods, and love dares and wild stunts. That's why we're the perfect couple, because we have so much in common."
Izzy - "Okay, being nice to Heather might be making me a little edgy, but Owen is not helping. He used to let me talk a lot, but now he dominates the conversations and such. I think he and I really need to talk about where this relationship is going, and I think if we focus on good things like extreme bungee-jumping and porcupine tossing (a great tossing game, the challenge being to catch in the one area there aren't spines), we will be okay.
"He just needs to learn not to take me for granted." \She crosses her arms and smiles, then looks to the side and frowns.\ "Or burp on me. Or fart on me. Or puke on me. Or do all three and consider it some kind of achievement."
Gwen was stirring her cereal, a dark scowl on her face. She didn't look so good this morning, her eye shadow and lipstick were a bit off.
"Hey Gwen," Trent said as he sat down next to her. She grunted at him, and he looked up from his breakfast. "Something wrong?"
"No," she said, sounding annoyed and frustrated, a definite sign something was wrong.
"Are you sure? You look up-"
"I'm. Fine," she growled, not looking up from her cereal. "Just don't bother me right now, I'm not having the best of mornings."
Trent stared at her, then sighed as he looked back at his breakfast. Right next to him, Geoff was having similar troubles.
"Good morning, uber-babe," he said to Bridgette, who was eating her breakfast quietly. He leaned in to kiss her, but she turned her head so that he only got to kiss her cheek.
"Um, hi Geoff," she muttered, focusing her stare on her breakfast.
"You okay this morning, beautiful?"
"Yeah, fine, I guess."
"Then how about a kiss?"
He tried again, reaching around her shoulders with his arm, but she writhed out of his grasp. "Maybe later, Geoff," she said. "Please, I'm just... a bit lost in thought."
"Okay," he replied, not getting it at all. He looked away from her, and came eye-to-eye with an equally perplexed Trent. The two boys shrugged helplessly at each other.
Nearby them, Alfred was engrossed in a conversation with Rodney. The prodigy child was nodding and taking notes. When Courtney walked by with her tray (she had managed to push Duncan away long enough to get her breakfast), she overheard part of the conversation.
"... And that's why the crowbar tops in the blunt weapons category," Alfred said to the child.
As Rodney and wrote this down, Courtney approached them. "What are you teaching him?" she asked Alfred sternly.
"Oh hi," the American gonzo said, waving at Courtney, beaming at her with that grin that made her think of Cody, but something cheesier.
"Alfred is teaching me about zombie survival," Rodney said.
"You're teaching him what?" Courtney exclaimed. "Alfred, you can't do that."
"It's important he learns now," Alfred said, matter-of-factly. "Best also to learn about proper weapons."
"He's way too young, there's no such thing as zombies, and you're going to make him one of those mean little boys who likes hurting people!"
"I'd never swing a katana blade at a real person, Courtney," Rodney said, looking at Courtney with pleading eyes. "Please just let me learn something new? I'm so bored between challenges because I am ahead of my textbooks and need a break."
"My old girlfriend said that it's always good to have fun skills, because it makes you more creative," Alfred added.
Courtney looked at Alfred like if she didn't believe a word he said, but sighed and pat Rodney on the shoulder. "All right, just make sure you don't take anything too seriously."
"Yay!"
Nearby them was another quarrel. Anita was sitting on Cody's right, Eva on his left. Both were trying to offer him condiments, and becoming infuriated with the other.
"Ketchup, Cody?" Eva asked, trying to offer it as casually as possible, inasmuch as she shoved it into his face without looking at him.
"Mustard is better for you," Anita suggested, holding the bottle like if she was advertising it. Realizing how silly she looked, she put it down and picked up a salt shaker. "How about some salt?"
"Pepper's tougher stuff," Eva growled, picking up the tougher shaker.
"Well, how about tabasco sauce?" Anita retaliated, waving the hot sauce around in her hand.
Eva thought, "Damn, she's good," before snatching up some wasabi. "No, this is what's tough! Wasabi! Here you go, Cody!"
She squeezed the tube into Cody's food, which startled him and Anita. The techgeek blinked, then looked at Eva. "Um, that was my cereal."
"Oops," the fitness buff muttered. "Well, um, enjoy!"
Joel took the wasabi and put some on his hot dog, munching it down. Beth and Justin had been talking to him, and were amazed with this. "How are earth do you do that?" Justin asked him. "My eyes are watering just watching you."
"Get it from my mom," the inventor said. He chewed some more, swallowed, then asked, "So, how are you getting along with your roommates, Beth?"
"Bridgette's wonderful, she keeps everything so clean," Beth gushed. "Clive... he's depressing, and that's contagious. It's like meanness, colds, and a bad attitude, it just seems to seethe into you."
"Oh, don't say 'seethe,' hon," Justin muttered, wringing his hands. "It's such an awful word, makes me feel like my pores are failing me or something."
"Not your beautiful pores," Beth sympathized, stroking his arm. She looked over at Joel, who raised an eyebrow at this. "Think it's odd?"
"Naw, I've seen couples fretting over weirder things."
"Speaking of couples," Justin said, raising his gorgeous eyebrow at the inventor, "how are things going with Hannah?"
"Good. She's just spending time with her friends here. Isn't it amazing how quickly she can make friends here?"
"You made friends quickly," Beth pointed out.
"Yeah, but I was here during the second season. Still yeah, I do have friends."
"Who do you get along with?"
"Hmm. Cody, Ezekiel, Bridgette, you two, Izzy, Heather-"
"Heather?" Beth repeated. "Really?"
"Yeah, I've always liked her, despite her faults," Joel admitted. "I just thought she had to change a bit, especially when she and Ezekiel were slowly hooking up."
"I still don't believe that happened," Justin muttered. "I'm still mad at Heather for the way she treated Beth, still not polite this day."
Beth cooed and hugged your boyfriend. "You're so nice to me! I love you!"
(Janitor's Closet - I've got brooms and mops inside me!)
Trent - "Gwen's a really incredible gal, but she does have a temper. When she's mad, she stays mad, and she won't let anyone in. I really wish she could more open, like Bridgette is."
Geoff - "Man, Bridgette's been kind of a downer these days. I don't know, some of the guys have said she's off-put by my mentioning marriage. I just wish she would let me know if something's truly wrong, like how Gwen is, very expressive."
Rodney - "Alfred is a really nice guy. He's taught me how to survive attacks from evil monsters, like zombies, vampires, werewolves, succubi, mimes, fanboys... he said I couldn't trust the internet for these kinds of things, because people are into embracing these monsters. I like Courtney, but I wish she was more fun like Alfred is."
Cody - "It's so odd having two girls giving me so much attention. Normally, I'm chasing after them... now they're dumping stuff in my food, and they're doing it to be nice!"
Eva - \facepalming\ "Wasabi in his cereal. I really should have studied courting a boy before I started this. I can only hope he likes wasabi that much..."
Beth - "I have to help Justin maintain his gorgeous image, because he's on TV all the time, and if it fades, he might lose his career! And if that happens, he'll have to work..." \she shudders\ "... retail! I shudder to think what would happen if he had to work with the general public!"
Justin - "Beth's overly worried about me at times, but I think I have enough smarts to survive on my own."
\He steps back to pose then, and trips on Noah's bed.\
(In Maclean Stadium)
Chris Maclean stood in front of the forty contestants, waiting for the crowd to die down. Once it became quiet enough, he started up the show. "Hello, remaining contestants of TOTAL! DRAMA! BATTLEGROUNDS!"
"I already won the bet, remember?" Belinda asked.
Chris froze in his stylist pose, then snapped his fingers. "I suppose," he grumbled, kicking the ground with his toes. "So, who wants to know what's going to show today?"
"Is it going to be a virtual reality battle?" Cody asked, excited.
"No! It's going to be a virtual reality battle," Chris announced, and the crowd cheered. The contestants, those not overjoyed by this, rolled their eyes.
"So the virtual reality machine is fixed and ready to go?" Howard asked, looking over at the enormous computer machine with over fifty seats.
"I had Joel working on it all night," the host assured them. "Ask him."
Several people turned to ask them, and saw the inventor had fallen asleep standing up. DJ nudged him, and he woke with a start, "Gah, football practice!"
"Is Vera ready, Joel?"
"Um, yeah."
"You sure?"
"Quit stalling for excitement, Chris."
"Right! Now everyone, this will be the first virtual reality battle to take place on Total Drama Battlegrounds! Needless to say, we're thrilled, and we have divided you all up into two teams, in a very complex and strategic manner!"
"Assortment of leadership skills and intellect?" asked Courtney.
"Combat, trickery, and crafty skills?" asked Harold.
"People very compatible with each other?" asked Xander.
"Wrong," Chris declared. "Alphabetical!"
Wails and protests shot up among the contests, but Chris managed to shush them all in due time. "Now now now, we took a lot of thought into this, and we figured it would be best. So Team A is going to be Alfred all the way to Heather, which is twenty of you."
Howard was quickly doing a letter check, and he flinched when he came to the results. "Aw man," he wailed. "You mean?"
"Yes, Team B is going to be Howard to Zachary!"
(Janitor's Closet - Full of squeegees!)
Howard - "I had really hoped I would be on Belinda's team, because courting her has been rather tough since I haven't had any time yet to! I was hoping that we would even be at second base by now! Guess I'll have to just survive this challenge, and then I'll make my move on the most gorgeous, smartest psychic I know!"
Belinda - \smirking\ "I'm clairvoyant, Howard, clairvoyant!"
Crystal - "Ever notice how when Chris has to think of something that isn't painful or mean, his imagination plummets? It's like some bloody gauge in him drops, and he's like, Creative Skills crashed, reboot brain.
"Then again, every time he goes alphabetical, I end up on the same team as Colin..."
"Now that you are in your respective teams," Chris said, "I think it's time we unveil the theme of today's challenge, the first challenge! Now, what's the most popular form of undead these days?"
"Zombies," Alfred cheered.
"Vampires," Mandy shouted at the same time.
The two looked at each other, and adopted battle positions. Alfred had a cocky grin on his face as he crossed his arms, and she hunkered down and growled menacingly at him.
"Vampires are the ultimate fright, the epitome of horror," Mandy snarled. "They are what the Old Gods would command, the stuff that nightmares are made of!"
"Zombies are what horror and violence is about," Alfred countered, grinning still. "Vampires have a ton of weaknesses and they're usually alone, not to mention they've been 'wimp-afied' as time goes on."
"Just because little school girls fantasize about glitter-faced vampires doesn't mean vampires aren't badass," Mandy roared, stomping up to him. She got her face right into his smirking face, and added, "They could rip your throat out for blood!"
"Zombies do that too, just that their friends are ripping your organs out, munching on your digits, and snacking on your brains."
"Vampires are the most horrifying undead beings there are, you dead head," she shouted. "You zombie fanatics think that a shotgun and a chain saw are so cool, well they would do squat against a vampire?"
"You could soak a chain saw in holy water."
Mandy growled more, Alfred unmoving to her threatening stance with a light-hearted smile. He even leaned down to whisper, "But vampires literally suck."
"Hey, that's such an old joke!"
Chris cleared his throat loudly. "If you two are done with your nerd-fight, I think it's time to break the hard news to Mandy. The best undead are zombies!"
Alfred cheered and pumped his fists into the air as the cultist girl sulked back to her team, an angry stare at the ground. "Stupid zombie-loving creeps, vampire would so own you guys."
"Your challenge is going to be slightly different for both of you," Chris said. He pointed a remote at the large, virtual reality machine, and the screen lit up.
"Team A, your name will be The Dawn! Your job is to get to the top of Maclean Hospital, signal for a helicopter rescue, and escape!"
The screen showed a towering hospital with Chris's face on all four sides of the building.
(Janitor's Closet - Sponges too!)
Joel - "Um, climbing up to the top of a towering hospital to signal a helicopter? Chris, you're really teetering on copyright issues here." [1]
Tyler - "Chris Maclean's face on a hospital? Yeah right! Only if all the patients there were people he ended up sending there!"
"Team B, your name will be The Dusk! Your survival mission is get to the Hatchet Docks in your harbor city," Chris said, pointing to the screen; it had changed to a sweeping view of some rather gloomy docks. "Once there, summon a rescue, and take the last boat to safety."
"That sounds rather easy," Sakaki said, relieved.
"Each team is divided up into groups of two, and the ten groups must all make it to their destination, fighting off zombies the entire way, using whatever weapons you manage to get!"
"That doesn't sound easy," she whimpered.
"And may I mention that the only way to signal a rescue is to set off a bright flare, which will attract all the zombies in the city to your rescue point!"
"No, I jinxed it," Sakaki wailed, clenching her hair. "I don't want to die!"
"In this zombie VR game," Chris said, grinning and enjoying the shy asian's misery, "if you die, you come back as a zombie. Also, there will be zombies of the other team and those you voted off, for shock value!"
"Wait, the other team's zombies will be there?" Gwen asked, raising an eyebrow. "You mean we're not fighting each other?"
"Nope, the only way to win this contest is to have the most survivors at the end of the competition," Chris exclaimed. "The team with the most survivors wins immunity and a prize!"
"Is there friendly-fire?" Noah asked.
"Yep! Wouldn't want to miss out on those precious team kill moments!"
"Why is he smiling?" Rodney asked the others. "Isn't it bad when team members accidentally take each other out?"
"Not when it's hilarious," the host said cheerfully.
"The sad thing is," Noah muttered, "he's kind of right."
"One thing to note is that we're going with video game standards rather than movie standards. You will not be infected by zombie bites, you will only be zombified if you die."
Ezekiel tapped his chin. "So we are separated at the beginning, all head for the same destination, light up the flare, and hold 'oot until the rescue arrives?"
"Yes, yes exactly," Chris said. "And doo'nt woo'ry... I mean, I don't worry if the team's tie, we'll decapitate that zombie when we come to it. Now, are there any questions?"
"Is this going to be really violent and scary?" Sakaki whimpered.
"Is there pain in the virtual reality system?" DJ whimpered.
"Can I get my Bible back now?" Hannah asked.
"No questions?" Chris asked back gleefully, cupping his ear. "No questions at all?"
Howard was whispering something into Alfred's ear, and the American boy giggled. "Hey Chris," he said between snickers, "I have a question! How long have you been a virgin?"
Snickers and laughs broke out among the teenagers as Chris frowned and crossed his arms. "Just get into groups and discuss your groups of two. And keep in mind, a few of you might start off with weapons, but I won't say who."
(Janitor's Closet - A cleaning machine.)
Chris Maclean - "Man, that was lame. 'How long have you been a virgin'? It doesn't even make sense, who finds that kind of humor funny?"
Chef Hatchet - \laughing hysterically, slapping his knee\
Duncan - \cackling, pounding the side of the wall\
Groucho the Duck - \quack-laughing\
Chico the Raccoon - "lol lol lol lolz, epic lolz!"
(The Dawn)
" 'How long have you been a virgin'?" Courtney repeated at Alfred. "And you wonder why I don't want you 'educating' Rodney."
"C'mon, I didn't say it in front of him," the gonzo replied with an impish grin.
"And I suppose when you turn him into one of those brats you Americans find so funny on TV, you'll say how you were nowhere near him," the CIT replied, turning away from him.
"Hey, I don't like those kinds of kids funny-"
"All right, people," she exclaimed, interrupting Alfred and pumping her fist. "We have to decide ten groups of two, so let me get started. I think that DJ, you should be with-"
"Hey, wait a minute," Gwen cried out, stepping forward. "Why are you the leader of us, Courtney?"
"Have you forgotten who has leadership skills?" Courtney said, eying the goth girl angrily. "I have CIT experience."
"Unless the C in that stands for Cannibal, I don't think you have any experience in zombie survivals!"
"Gwen, I don't want to debate this. You're not exactly a leader-"
"Only I've watched every zombie movie ever made, including the crappy ones," Gwen declared, glaring Courtney down. "I know how to survive a zombie invasion!"
"I've played all the games," Alfred said, raising his hand. "You're looking at someone who knows over a hundred ways to kill a zombie!"
"I know how to fight the undead," Harold said, huffing out his chest. "And I take it upon myself to be an expert in hand-to-hand-"
"Shut up, everyone just shut up," Courtney hollered, waving her hands around. "We don't have time to hear everyone's ghoulish stories, we're in a virtual reality game controlled by Chris Maclean, not one of your stupid B-movies, little online games, or any physical training you think you have for a virtual reality game!"
"Actually," Harold spoke up again, raising his finger, "Joel and I talked about it. Your physical potential is equal to any normal VR game."
"That's nice, Harold, thanks," she groaned, rubbing her forehead in frustration. "Look people, I know how to work people together, so I'll make the calls."
"I trust you as far as that CIT experience goes in a zombie apocalypse," Gwen remarked.
"If this is about last season," Courtney snapped, "that's done and over with! Over, it doesn't matter now!"
"Mattered pretty damn much when it did happen."
"E-nough," Courtney shrieked, let out a frustrated shout, then turned to the others. "Okay, DJ, you're a big teddy bear, so you be with Eva."
DJ looked delighted, but Eva, who was looking at Cody, did not. "Hey wait a minute," the fitness buff shouted. "I want to be with Cod-"
"No," Courtney snapped. "I'm not having your love triangle issues ruining our chances. You're with DJ! And Anita," the CIT turned to the other girl, who looked hopeful for a moment, "you be with Crystal." Anita sighed, then shrugged. "Alright, fine."
"And as for you, Cody," Courtney continued, "you can be with... um, Bridgette."
"Me?" the surfer girl asked, looking surprised.
(Janitor's Closet - Sawdust included in here!)
Bridgette - "I don't mind Cody, I really don't. But him and me alone together in a zombie-infested place? How could one conceive such an unlikely situation?"
Anita - "Yeah, I had my hopes up I could be alone with Cody. Though that would be distracting... but!" \She grins wickedly.\ "Most wouldn't guess I'm a video gamer gal, and you're talking to a gal who zombies have nightmares about!"
DJ - "Phew, I'm with Eva! I'm safe forever!"
Courtney cleared her throat, then continued. "Alfred, you be with, um, Hannah."
Alfred nodded, and nudged the religious girl. "Know anything about zombies?"
"Shoot them in the head, right?"
"Yep! We'll be getting along just fine!"
Courtney rolled her eyes, then said, "Moving on! Beth, you're with Carol. Clive, you with Belinda. Belinda, make sure he doesn't throw himself at the zombies."
"I doubt he'd do that," Belinda said, smiling at the emo. "Wouldn't want to get gore on those nice clothes, huh?"
"It's a virtual reality game, I could care less," Clive muttered. "In fact, this is the best opportunity to see how my death would be."
Belinda's eyes widened, then she rubbed her chin. "I didn't count on that. Better keep a good eye on him."
Courtney looked at the others, noticing Arthur, who was face-palming. She shrugged and said, "New guy, you in the leather?"
"Arthur," he grumbled.
"Yeah, you can be with me. Now then, Gwen..." Courtney immediately frowned, sensing the goth girl was glaring at her. Sure enough, Gwen was daring Courtney with her eyes to tick her off even more. The CIT looked at the remaining contestants: Ezekiel, Harold, Geoff, Colin, and Heather.
"Gwen, you be with Harold."
The goth girl face palmed while Harold beamed with pride.
(Janitor's Closet - Extra paper towels stored here!)
Courtney - "There was strategy to my picks. Arthur seems like someone I could ally with, so I pretended to be indifferent. Gwen I hate, so I put her with someone she hates, and it's not offensive to Harold because he likes her. I was tempted to say she'd be with Colin... but I don't think any girl deserves to be alone with that creep."
Gwen - "I used to hate Heather, but, and this is still relatively unbelievable, she's mellowed out since she started dating Ezekiel. Ever since Courtney's little alliance caused me to hurt Cody over something he didn't do, she's now my least favorite person in this stupid contest."
Clive - "So many ways to die, only so many virtual reality games to die in before I'm voted off. Might as well make this one the best."
Alfred - \singing\ "And ca-aaaaaaan I e-eeeeeeat your bra-aaaaaaains tonight? Woo-ooo!"
"Now, Ezekiel," Courtney said, looking at him and the remaining three contestants. "Um, you can be with Heather, but only if you promise to concentrate on the game."
"Sure thing, eh," he said, then wrapped his arms around Heather's waist and pulled her close. "Protecting her will be my job!"
"Don't," Heather started to protest, then sighed and leaned against him. "Yeah, I feel safe with him," she said to Courtney. "Let me stick with my boyfriend."
"Alright then," the CIT said, ignoring Gwen sticking her finger in her mouth. "So that leaves Geoff and... oh, Colin."
Most of the remaining teenagers looked at Geoff sympathetically, but the party boy shrugged. "Nah dudes, it's okay," he said, smiling. "I'm sure Colin and I can just chill together. Right, dude?"
"Right, dude," Colin replied, grinning right back.
(Janitor's Closet - But people mostly just use the camera.)
Colin - \snickering\ "Yeah, I can chill with him. After all, I want to see the look on Bridgette's face when I shove her boyfriend into zombies. Because that's funny."
(The Dusk)
"Okay then," Noah said loudly, clapping his hands and interrupting all the little conversations among his new teammates. "We need to organize for this challenge, groups of two, or as I like to say for a zombie scenario, a snack break.
"So I'm taking control of this team of twenty, or it's going to become an episode of How to Serve Twenty People."
"Why you?" Justin asked.
Noah scoffed and waved his hand. "Anyone who has any idea how to survive a zombie invasion, please raise your hand."
One person quickly did.
"Okay, all those who are not Izzy and know how to survive a zombie apocalypse, please raise your hand."
No one else did for a while, but then Rodney started to slowly raise his hand. Noah shook his finger at him, and said, "No no no, my little rival. You had your chance to lead, in the paintball challenge, and that was a failure. Let someone else lead."
"Okay," Rodney said cheerfully, nodding his head. "What are the teams?"
"That's what I'm getting to, my dear little bite-sized rival."
"Oh no no no," Leshawna protested. "I know you ain't gonna give the kid a hard time in this challenge because of your petty rivalry."
"Not at all, my dear Leshawna," Noah remarked, crossing his arms and keeping his voice as neutral as possible. He managed to give her a smile and said, "That's why I've decided to let you be his teammate."
"Me?"
"Yes, you're tough, strong, and you look out for others. Therefore, you'd be the best person to have with the kid."
Leshawna looked flattered for a few seconds, then glared at Noah. "This better not be because you think they'll try to eat me first."
"No, if I wanted to do that, he'd be with Owen."
The large teenager in mention grinned and pulled some indistinguishable food from his pocket. "I think I may be part zombie," he said as he scarfed it down, "because I'm always hungry!"
He cackled and bits of the food splattered Noah's face. The bookworm blinked, and said in a monotone voice, "You're with your girlfriend, Owen."
"Yay," he cheered, picking Izzy up and hugging her, more of the food being spat from his mouth on her face. "Izzy, want to get lunch before the challenge?"
"Maybe, but I'm really looking forward to this challenge, Owen," Izzy said, grinning wickedly. "I'm gonna get me a chain saw, and never put it down!"
(Janitor's Closet - No chain saws in here.)
Noah - \staring at the camera in frustration\ "Those two really deserve each other. Fatty McStuffmyface and that little weirdo who acts like everyone is not as smart or experienced when no one could ever take that head case seriously..."
\He pauses, then blinks.\ "Yes, I'm talking about Owen and Izzy. Leshawna and Rodney are fine, I'm sure they'll do okay on this challenge."
Leshawna - "I know Noah's not a bad guy, but I wouldn't put it past that guy to insult me when he's in here. If he really didn't mind me, why's he avoiding our room?!"
"Okay, we need to balance out some people, but first off," Noah said, then smiled and pat his girlfriend on her shoulder. "Katie, you're with me."
She cheered, then asked, "And Sadie too, right?"
"What? No, they're teams of two only, remember?"
Katie looked horrified. "But, but... Sadie won't be with me! In a zombie-infested city! I've never been out of town without her, I can't leave her in a place with yucky undead!"
"But Katie," Noah nudged her and leaned in to whisper, "I want you to be with me, because I have the most chance of surviving this."
"I really, really don't want to leave Sadie," Katie whimpered. "Don't you care about her at all?"
"Katie, of course I care about your BFFFL. And that's why," Noah scanned his teammates for a way out of this, "that's... why... aha! I'm going to pair Sadie up with the person who is as likely to survive this as we are!"
"Really?" she whimpered, rubbing her eyes as tears had become to form. "Who?"
"Yoshi! Mr. Samurai," Noah ran over to the warrior teenager, and said, half-begging and half-demanding, "you're going to be with Sadie, right?"
"What?" Yoshi asked at first, then noticed the desperate look in his eyes, and the enormous relief in Katie's. "Oh! Oh yeah, that's fine."
"Yay," Katie and Sadie cheered, hugging each other.
"Thank goodness," Noah remarked, wiping his forehead. "Now that that's over, let's start pairing everyone else up."
"I have a request," Valerie said. She and Zachary had just been talking. "I'd like to be with Trent, if that's okay?" Trent looked surprised, then shrugged. "That's fine."
"And I'd like to be with Justin," Zachary said. "C'mon, white boy, help a brother out."
"I'm not white," Noah grumbled.
"And I don't want to be with him," Justin remarked. This made Noah grin.
"You know what, Mr. Anti-Me? I think you should be with Zachary. Be nice, boys, or I'll have to write down that you don't play well with other children."
(Janitor's Closet - Children play well in here.)
Noah - \grinning proudly\ "And that's how you efficiently manage people you like, and people you don't."
Valerie - "Heather was a fool to try and split up couples in the first season, what you need to do is harness that power of them wanting to protect each other. So I'm going to persuade Trent to have him and Gwen to join our alliance, and Zachary will work with Justin and Beth. I'd do Justin... but he's so handsome I might be too distracted."
Zachary - "I... probably should have mentioned to Valerie that Justin hates my guts ever since I shot his girlfriend multiple times in the paintball challenge. Doh."
Yoshi - "Sadie could get on my nerves rather quickly... I miss Daisy."
"Moving on," Noah said, loving the angry looks Justin and Howard were giving each other, "we have... jock! Cheerleader! Together as normal, just don't make out."
Tyler huffed and crossed his arms, but Lindsay was nodding obediently. "We'll be extra careful, Nosey."
"Be sure you d... 'Nosey'?" Noah repeated, then shook it off. "Never mind."
"Something wrong?"
"For some reason, I just felt there was more meaning to that word, but as I said, forget it. Sakaki, you be with..."
He paused when he saw she was hiding behind Sebastian. "... Him."
"Thank you," she squeaked.
"Don't mention it. Now vampire cultist girl-"
"I worship Cthulhu," Mandy barked. "Maybe if you were actually in the room for once rather than sleeping in the closet, you'd know these things!"
Xander began guffawing, and Noah furrowed his brow. "You know what, biker boy? You think that's so pithy, you be her partner."
"Fine by me, dude, she's cute," Xander said with a shrug, walking over to Mandy with a sly grin on his face.
"She's also armed with a knife."
"Merely means she knows how to defend herself."
Mandy glared at Xander as he approached. "I hate pretty boys," she snapped.
"I've been called a lot of things, but pretty isn't one of them. Do pretty boys have scars?"
"Err, no. You got more than that handsome one on your face?"
"If you two are done flirting," Noah commented, "we still have to... oh, it's just Joel and Howard left. Play nice, you two."
"It is my toy," Joel remarked. "Of course I'm going to be gentle."
"That reminds me! You created this zombie campaign, right?"
"Yes, but trust me, I didn't want to give my team an unfair advantage, and I went a little nuts with the possibilities."
"Meaning?"
Joel whistled and scratched the back of his head. "In each campaign city, there are at least fifty different starting locations, weapons and ammo spawn in completely random places, shortcuts can even be there or not, and there's no safe spots or exploits or hacks; this is all mostly due to the fact that, say our dock city, changes in structure, obstructions and pathways, and even possible extra dangers."
"Extra dangers?" Tyler asked, looking concerned. "You mean besides the zombies? What's worse than that?"
"Fires, zombie sharks in the water, gasoline trucks crashing and exploding, and then there's whatever extra dangers the possible starting locations can have."
"It gets worse?" Lindsay whimpered. "How?"
"If there's a carnival, we got zombie clowns. Gasoline station, possibility of explosion. Military outpost, zombies wearing Kevlar. Asylum, psycho killers along with zombies."
"Why would a dock city have an asylum?" Sebastian asked.
"They've gotta be somewhere, San Francisco had Alcatraz," Joel noted. "The point is, that I'm trying to make, the zombie campaign, like all other campaigns I created, has way too many possibilities and variables mixed in to make it predictable in any way, even the creator."
"It's just as well," Xander said with a shrug. "I'd refuse to listen to any cheats you could have had."
"Why?" Leshawna asked him. "Ain't you the rebel, sugar?"
"And thus, I rebel against the team should you all decide to cheat," he said, batting one of his raven bangs around his facial scar. "Looks like we're all going to be struggling through the zombie apocalypse as much as the other team."
(Janitor's Closet - Obeys rules too.)
Sakaki - "Wow, that Xander guy is really cool... I'd almost like to be partners with him, but I don't do well around handsome guys."
\She freezes then starts waving her hands desperately.\ "Wait no no no! I'm not saying Sebastian isn't handsome! He's very handsome! No, wait, I mean he's-" \She continues to stammer, not getting anywhere.\
Xander - "Most guys would be put off by a girl like Mandy. But she's very cute, fierce, hot body, and best of all, would definitely make it through a zombie invasion. Plus, she hangs out with Hannah, the Christian girl, so I'm guessing she's not an evil little succubus."
"Are you all set?" Chris Maclean asked the contestants.
The forty contestants were all sitting down in the chairs surrounding Vera, domes lowered over their heads, visors in front of their eyes. All of them looked anxious, whether it be from being nervous, excited, and/or very unsure about such technology.
"I repeat," the host said, drumming his fingers against the control panel, "are you ready?" Chef Hatchet stood next to him, looking anxious as well.
"Well, I'm not sure about this," Sakaki whimpered.
"Are you sure this is safe?" Bridgette asked.
"This won't cause brain tumors like cell phones do, will it?" Cody asked.
"Seems you are all ready," the host exclaimed. He pushed a few buttons, and shouted, "And now, ladies and gentlemen, the first virtual reality of Total Drama Battlegrounds: Drama of the Dead!!"
Vera the Virtual Reality Machine hummed pleasantly as it started up. The humming almost out the soothing music around the contestants' ears, which slowly brought them all into the virtual reality world. As their minds left the real world, the virtual world was brought to life on the four screens of Vera, the major TV screens of the stadium, and everyone viewing the show on TV (but not here, because you're reading it, haha).
Surrounding Maclean Hospital in the city of Chrisville, the members of Dawn began to appear. In various parts of Chef's City, far from the Hatchet Docks, the teammates of Dusk began to spawn. As they opened their eyes in the virtual world, they tried to discover where they were...
(The Dawn, Arthur and Courtney)
"Where are we?" Courtney asked Arthur, not ready to discover where she was on her own.
"I think we came to our favorite place to dine."
"Ugh, where would zombies want to dine? Science lab? Morgue?"
"No, us, Courtney. We're at a restaurant."
Courtney looked around, and noted the tables and setting. "Oh, okay. Well then, let's get... ewww!"
Arthur looked around to see a couple zombies eating brains at a table. He burst out laughing as Courtney continued to make disgusted noises.
"That is greatest thing I've ever seen," Arthur cackled.
"You're revolting," Courtney remarked. "C'mon, let's get out of here and..."
She trailed off when Arthur trailed off physically, heading into the kitchen. Coming out with a large cleaver, he took to severing the zombie heads.
"Go get a weapon," he instructed Courtney as he wiped off the blade on the table mat. "There's loads of knives and cleavers, but you might find a frying pan to your liking."
"Why, because girls cook in the kitchen?" she asked defensively.
"No, because I doubt you're the blade type, you prefer blunt weapons."
She sighed, then shrugged. "Fine, you're right," she said before smiling. "And you're not so revolting, but very clever. Have you considered-"
"Not interested in an alliance, let's go."
(The Dusk, Katie and Noah)
"No... no... no," Katie shrieked in horror. "It's terrible! Not here, not this place! I cannot take this! Noah! Oh the horrors! I WANT SADIE!"
She gripped Noah and screamed in terror. He quickly clamped his hand over her mouth and hissed, "Quiet, you'll lead the zombies to us!"
"But... but... the horror! The horror!"
"Katie, calm down."
Zombies started coming towards them. Noah opened a locker and slammed against the door against the nearest one, then pulled his girlfriend into the nearest room.
"There's nothing terrible about where we are," Noah whispered to her. "It's just high school."
"That's easy for you to say, you love school."
"Yes, it'd be perfect without all the students."
The zombies banged on the door, trying to get in. Noah sighed and handed Katie a nearby text book. "Here, slam some knowledge into their heads."
"Eww, chemistry," she said, then blinked. Smiling, she hugged Noah from behind. "Chemistry!"
"Later with the chemistry, dear, later!"
(The Dawn, Anita and Crystal)
"Oh bloody hell," Crystal whispered when she looked down at what she was holding, then lifted it up. "Ah, cheers, mate. I started off with a cricket bat."
"Really? That's great," Anita gushed, then looked around. "It's really dark in here, I cannot tell where we are."
"Me neither. Smells funny in here too, kind of smokey."
"Smells a little like a gym," Crystal remarked, wandering around. "Maybe we're in a gym? I see workout bars."
"Oh, I see bars too, hon."
Crystal looked over at Anita, who looked rather unamused. She was jerking her thumb at a pole in the middle of a circular stage.
"Is that a... oh bugger," Crystal muttered and slapped her forehead.
The two then saw a zombie approaching them, and both blanched. "Oh Lord," Crystal remarked, her wide eyes blinking. "She doesn't have much kit on, does she?"
"No, she really doesn't. I hope we're not being broadcasted now."
(The Dusk, Izzy and Owen)
"Community hall, baby," Owen cheered. "I'm at the front door of community hall! Not really sure what they do in here, but it's a really big building, and I love big buildings!"
"WOOHOO! Owen! Owen baby! Look! Look look look!"
Owen looked around to see his girlfriend holding a chain saw up in her hands. "Chris Maclean gave me a chain saw to start off with! Oh I love that man so much."
The large teenager cheered again, and then looked around. "Well, let's find you some zombies, and... oh look, there's some down the stairs!"
Izzy cackled, then yanked on the cord of her chain saw. "Hang on, let me start this sweet baby up. Dang, it's a feisty one. Hey, those zombies look familiar."
Owen looked down and noticed the same thing. There was a zombie Sandra, zombie Duncan, zombie Jasmine, zombie...
"Oh no," Owen exclaimed, his eyes widening in terror. "No! NOOOOOO! Daisy's coming for revenge!"
"Huh?" Izzy asked, looking over at her boyfriend.
"She's coming to eat me for voting her off! I'm sorry, Daisy!"
Losing all control of his emotions except terror, Owen shoved Izzy towards them, shouting, "Kill 'em, Izzy, for the love of cheesecake!"
The very harsh push knocked Izzy off her feet, sending her spilling down the stairs. The chain saw bounced away from her, and Owen ran screaming into the community hall building.
Izzy landed in a heap at the bottom of the stairs, and the zombies did not hesitate in ripping her apart. Inside, Owen whimpered, "Izzy? Are they dead yet?"
(The Dawn, overall)
Ezekiel notched an arrow and shot the zombie approaching Heather. The ghoul was pinned against the movie screen, and Heather collapsed in one of the theater seats in exasperation.
DJ cowered behind a totaled car as Eva beat down several zombies with a tire iron, a busted refrigerator, and a chipped kitchen sink.
Geoff and Colin tried to find weapons, anything that could be used for hitting zombies, but nightclubs weren't known for keeping such handy items around.
Harold, armed with nunchucks, was bragging to Gwen about his kung-fu skills would help them if they were disarmed, while she considered ringing the bell inside the bell tower, just to call all the zombies to them and end her misery.
Bridgette used a hammer to knock a zombie off a beam, while Cody put on a hardhat, though it seemed pointless. At ten stories high on building currently being constructed, with zombies wandering around it, a hardhat didn't seem much help, even as protection to his valuable brains.
Alfred was singing "Take Me Out to the Ball Game" as he clobbered zombie after zombie with a baseball bat. Hannah waited for him to finish, enjoying the VIP seats and a hot dog.
Belinda used a trash can lid to shove a zombie away from her, then slammed it against another zombie's head. Clive sat in the alleyway, sulking and thinking of a good way to end himself.
Carol was swatting at zombies in the park with a police baton. Beth had tried to use a tree branch, but panicked and hid behind a tree when it broke.
(The Dusk, overall)
Sadie and Yoshi explored the warehouse they started off in, Yoshi holding a katana blade and Sadie a sledgehammer. One massive swing from Sadie and a decapitated zombie later, the warrior knew he had been mistaken about the larger BFFFL.
Tyler tried desperately to turn off the light in the building he and Lindsay had started off in. This was because the very large beacon the lighthouse gave off was attracting zombies from all over, as Lindsay could see coming from up top.
Xander sat on a gravestone and watched as Mandy mutilated a zombie with her sacrificial dagger. He figured this was her way of venting that it wasn't vampires, and so long as she wasn't trying to raise the dead in this cemetery with dark arts, she could do what she wanted.
Joel said a quick prayer, fitting for the church he was in, then bashed a zombie's head in with a crowbar, which wasn't fitting at all. Howard also prayed for safety, protection, and for guidance on getting Belinda hot for him.
Sebastian corrected his glasses as he looked at the length of the mall from the second floor, Sakaki hiding behind him. "So many stores," he observed, "so few necessities to what we really need. Of course, the same thing could be said about the mall in general."
Leshawna knocked another zombie into the pool, leaving the dead creature to thrash about, completely unable to swim. Another zombie was sneaking up behind her, but Rodney hooked a life preserver around it's leg and tripped it to save his partner.
Valerie grimaced at the sight of the zombie clown, hating the amusement park more than ever now. With a rather musical but violent note, Trent smashed the guitar down on its head, honking the red nose as its head caved in.
(Janitor's Closet - No one started in here.)
Chris Maclean - "We'll be taking a short break for now, leaving you to wonder which of your favorite participants is going to make it through this zombie VR! Already there has been one casualty, who is next?"
Chef Hatchet - \fuming angrily\ "Chris and I bet on five contestants we'd think make it, five that'd die for sure; twenty bucks on each right prediction. With Izzy dead, I already lost one of my bets!"
Arthur - \rolling his eyes\ "Courtney keeps trying to encourage me to join an alliance with her. That's suicide, no one trusts her since last season."
Harold - "What Gwen doesn't know is that a zombie is just like a human but with no reaction skills. I could break it's neck so easily! ... Not that I know how to break necks, I use kung-fu in defense, not offense."
Mandy - "You know, when I started off with Xander, I thought he'd be another arrogant pretty boy. Well, he's a little arrogant, but he's really, really cool. Cute too, almost as cute as someone else... but meh."
Sebastian - "I wonder why there hasn't been a TV on zombies. You think it'd be an area people would like to see explored, rather than shows on violent, sexual predators. ... Oh, I'm sorry, I mean vampires."
Izzy - \She is quite angry.\ "First dead. I am first dead. I had a chain saw and a city full of zombies, and here I am, sitting outside the virtual reality machine, waiting for the challenge to be over. I have to watch everyone else having fun, splattering zombies, cleaving heads, bashing skulls, getting love nips, and using anything they want to fight!"
\She snarls and glares more at the camera.\ "When this challenge is over, Owen and I are going to have a long talk! I dare say he should be glad I don't have that chain saw in real life!"
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Who will win this zombie invasion? A through H, The Dawn, or H through Z, The Dusk?
Who will live, who will die? What weapons are they going to use for zombie carnage?
And when Izzy gets her hands on Owen, is he going to find the zombies to be safer?
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[1] - Joel is referring to Left 4 Dead's campaign, where the survivors must get to the top of a towering hospital to signal for help. Only they don't let off a signal flare, which makes the hundreds of zombies swarming to the roof make little sense. Still, one way or another, I'm giving them tribute here, not ripping them off. I swear. \innocent grin\
The Dawn
Arthur and Courtney - Restaurant.
Ezekiel and Heather - Movie theater.
DJ and Eva - Dump.
Geoff and Colin - Nightclub.
Crystal and Anita - Strip joint.
Harold and Gwen - Bell tower.
Bridgette and Cody - Construction site.
Alfred and Hannah - Baseball field.
Clive and Belinda - Alleyway.
Beth and Carol - Park.
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The Dusk
Katie and Noah - High school.
Sadie and Yoshi - Warehouse.
Tyler and Lindsay - Lighthouse.
Izzy (dead) and Owen - Community hall.
Xander and Mandy - Graveyard.
Joel and Howard - Church.
Justin and Zachary - Hairdressers.
Sebastian and Sakaki - Mall.
Leshawna and Rodney - Public pool.
Valerie and Trent - Amusement park.
Chris Maclean's Picks:
Live - Joel, Yoshi, Noah, Cody, Gwen.
Die - Rodney, Lindsay, DJ, Sakaki, Bridgette.
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Chef Hatchet's Picks:
Live - Izzy, Eva, Xander, Ezekiel, Leshawna.
Die - Trent, Clive, Heather, Owen, Tyler.
Next - Zombies vs. Survivors.