Cody Fanatic: I decided that Tyler was the better choice for elimination this chapter, as I still have plans for Duncan and Ezekiel later in the story. Other than that, I'm glad you like Cody getting his due!
The camera opened up in the woods of Wawanawkwa. Panning to the right, we see a large, wooden amphitheater, recently built by the overworked interns of Total Drama Island.
Most of the campers are filing into the bleachers erected in front of the large stage, where Chris is currently standing.
Lindsay, Heather, and Beth both sit on the topmost section of the Gophers' side. Today, Lindsay looks slightly depressed, not at all her usually oblivious cheery self.
"What's wrong, Lindsay?", asked Beth.
"Oh, I'm just so sad that Taylor was voted off!"
Heather scoffed. "You mean, Tyler. And please recite rule number four of the alliance."
"We can't date anyone from the other team.", Beth and Lindsay recited in a monotone.
"Good.", said Heather, beginning to put on makeup.
Confessional (Lindsay): So, Heather said I couldn't date anyone from the other team. But Tyler isn't even a part of the Bass anymore, which means he's fair game.
Cut to Gwen and Trent sitting on the lower bleachers. Trent smiles at Gwen, who blushes in response.
Cody and Noah both sit together on a lower seat. Cody glances at Gwen, then attempts to lean back in a cool manner... only to immediately fall back in between the seats.
Noah doesn't look up from his book, but he does smirk.
Once everyone was seated, Chris started. "Today's challenge will be a summer camp favorite: a talent show! Each team will choose three of their own to perform in tonight's show. There, they will be judged by former hip hop sensation and registered talent scout, Grand Master Chef! So, prepare to bring your A-game tonight."
The camera cuts to later that afternoon, where the Gophers are seated around the porch of their cabin.
Heather is the only one standing up, holding a clipboard. "OK, I think that me, Lindsay, and Beth should be our judges. Everyone OK with that?"
"Who died and made you team leader?", said Gwen, looking up from writing her journal.
Heather glared at Gwen, but smiled when Trent walked up from offscreen.
"Trent, you're cool with me being the judge of the auditions, right?"
"Sure, go for it.", said Trent, nonchalantly.
"Great. So, we should probably start as soon as possible."
Trent leaned into Gwen. "Are you going to audition?"
"When pigs fly.", said the goth girl. "You should, though, I heard you on the dock the other night. You were really good."
As the group started vying for who would get to start the auditions, Gwen got up, smiled at Trent, then made to walk away.
"And where do you think you're going?", said Heather.
"Anywhere but here.", said Gwen, trudging off. Heather glared at her retreating back.
(Heather): Gwen really creases me, but we are down two players and only have one win; I'll have to save humiliating her for later.
Beth twirled her batons with both her hands. The flaming tips of the batons whirled around as her teammates cringed and backed away.
"You know how to do this, right!", said Heather.
"Don't worry, I've been practicing!", responded Beth, as she threw the batons in the air.
For a moment she looked like she might catch them, then she frowned in shock and ran away, while everyone else ducked for cover.
The first baton landed on the ground right where Beth was, charring the ground.
"I kind of missed the catching part of the class.", explained a chagrined Beth.
"Um, guys?", said Leshawna, pointing offscreen. "That bush is on fire."
And so it was. One of the nearby bushes was ablaze, but not for long. Justin jumped out of the nearby supplies shed, and doused the bush with foam from a fire extinguisher.
Leshawna handed Justin a water bottle, which he gladly drank, ripping off his shirt. One drop of water spilled out of his mouth, evaporating on Justin's pectorals.
Most of the girls were visibly drooling at the sight. "So, let's let Justin be our first performer.", said Heather , breathlessly.
Heather danced and pirouetted though the air, dressed in a pink, ballet tutu.
Finally, she ended with a graceful pose. All the campers clapped, even Leshawna.
"Thank you, thank you.", said Heather, faux modestly. She cleared her throat at Lindsay and Beth.
"Oh, I nominate Heather for the show!", said Lindsay.
"I second that.", said Beth.
"You guys, so sweet.", said Heather. "So, I think that leaves me, Justin, and Trent in the show tonight. Unless, Noah would like to participate." She glared in the direction of the brainiac.
"No, I usually avoid humiliating myself on live TV.", said Noah, looking up from the book he had been reading throughout all the auditions.
Heather scoffed, then walked away. Soon, only Cody was there with Noah.
"You know, you could try a little harder. You might actually make a few friends on this show.", said Cody.
"Yeah, that'll happen when pigs fly, or when Gwen actually asks you out." Noah chuckled.
He clearly had meant it as a harmless jest, but Cody huffed in anger and stalked away, leaving a surprised Noah.
Meanwhile, at around the same time, the Bass were all congregated at their porch as well.
Courtney marched in front of the assembled team. "OK, so I will be the judge of the auditions..."
"Seriously, who are you kidding?", said Eva, hostile. "You're no leader, I'm the best leader in this group!"
"Oh, puh-lease! You need to learn to calm down more to be a proper leader.", said Courtney, rolling her eyes.
As the two girls continued to bicker, the camera cuts to show the other Bass watching on annoyed.
(Duncan): Ever since the dodgeball challenge, Courtney and Eva have been really going at it. It's starting to get really annoying.
Soon, Eva and Courtney were in each others' faces, openly yelling at each other.
Finally, Bridgette came between them. "Look, instead of all this arguing, let's just decide to have no judges. We'll make all our decisions as a group, OK?"
Eva and Courtney glared at one another for a moment, then simultaneously said, "Fine."
Much like Heather, DJ pirouetted through the air. Instead of a ballet costume, however, he wore a rhythmic gymnastics uniform.
He also held a pink ribbon, which he twirled gracefully through the air.
When he was done, everyone clapped in awe. Everyone except Eva, who rolled her eyes.
(Eva): Gymnastics: the most pansy of all sports.
For the second audition, Geoff skated on his skateboard all around his team members. He then performed some complicated aerial tricks off of a stump.
Harold was up next, trudging up to the front of the group. He paused for a moment, as a drumroll occurred in the background. He breathed in, and...
"Next!", yelled it Eva and Courtney.
Harold groaned, then left.
"OK, so who's up next?", called out Courtney.
"Oh, I'll go. I can stand on my hands for a solid twenty minutes.", said Bridgette, doing so in front of the team.
"Well, that would be cute... if you were a monkey, but this is a talent show on live TV.", said Courtney.
"For once, I agree with her.", said Eva. "We need to bring our A-game to this challenge."
The next audition caused most of the other campers to cringe spectacularly.
This was because Katie and Sadie were dancing...very, very badly.
The next audition was almost fumbled by Ezekiel. He was bringing out his bow and arrow, but having considerable trouble getting it straightened out.
"Get on with it, redneck.", growled Eva.
"You can do it, Zeke.", said Harold.
Ezekiel finally managed to get his bow and arrows straightened out. He then proceeded to aim it, then fire three bullseyes in a row on several targets set up.
"Woah.", said DJ, as everyone looked on in shock.
"All right, Eva, you're up.", said Courtney begrudgingly, at the end of the morning.
Eva got up, walked to a recently cut down tree, then lifted up the entire tree trunk with her bare hands. Her face turned red and she sweated profusely, but she kept it up for a solid minute.
"Excellent.", said Harold.
Everyone else looked pretty happy with Eva's audition, but Courtney had a sinister smirk.
"I don't know if that's really... A-game material!"
"What!?", said Eva, who by this point had put down the trunk.
"She may have a point, dudette.", said Geoff, scratching his chin.
Before Eva could say anything, Courtney continued "So, I think that leaves my violin performance, DJ's gymnastics, and..." She looked between Geoff and Ezekiel.
"... Geoff's skateboard routine.", she finally decided.
Eva could only glare and growl at Courtney.
Later that afternoon, the Bass were given allotted time to set up at the amphitheater. Most of the work was already done, so Geoff, Bridgette, Harold, Duncan, and Ezekiel were playing cards.
Meanwhile, Courtney was practicing her violin.
"So, can you really stand on your hands for twenty minutes?", Geoff asked Bridgette.
"Yeah. Wanna bet on it?", said Bridgette.
"I'll take some of that action.", said Harold. Soon, the four boys had placed piles of money on the card table.
Bridgette was soon on her hands, walking across the stage. She passed Courtney, who merely rolled her eyes and continued playing.
Unfortunately, Bridgette's feet got caught on a rope. Feeling it, she yanked her leg, unwittingly causing a stage light to fall from the rafters!
A scream, a crash, and...
"Oh, crap!", said Bridgette, staring over Courtney's smashed violin.
Cut to later, as Courtney is sitting on the stage, her head bandaged and cradling the remains of her instrument. Katie and Sadie were sitting on her opposite sides, comforting her.
Bridgette walked up, and Courtney shot up. "You... you murdered my violin!"
"It was an accident!", said Bridgette. "Look, maybe we can fix it."
She grabbed the violin, tried sticking it back together, only for it to fall into even smaller pieces.
Courtney wailed in despair, as a lone chuckle appeared.
"And what's so funny?!", said Courtney to Eva.
"Oh, nothing.", said Eva, a nasty smirk on her face.
Later that evening, he amphitheater was alive with lights and noise. Almost all the non-competing campers were seats in the stands, while lights and music played on the stage.
Smoke appeared, coalesced, then faded away, revealing Chris McLean.
"Welcome to the first ever Total Drama talent show! We've got six eager contestants who has to battle it out for the win. Let's start the show with DJ!"
Chris backed off the stage, clapping, allowing DJ to come onstage.
DJ took one look at the audience, and faltered nervously. He tried to do a complicated dive through his ribbon, only to get tangled up by his feet.
Once he yanked his feet free, he posed gracefully... only for the untangled ribbon to land across his face.
Scattered applause filled the stadium, as Chris reinterred onto the stage. "Graceful, yet masculine.", said Chris. "Let's see what Chef has to think about it"
The meter barely hit the halfway mark. "Not much."
As DJ slumped off the stage, Justin appeared under a spotlight. He immediately began doing poses for the audience, ending with him dosing himself with a bucket of water attached to the rafters.
Applause grew for this act, as Chris walked back onstage. "Smokin', Justin!", he complimented the male model. "And our next contestant is..."
Meanwhile, backstage, Bridgette and Courtney were conversing with Ezekiel, who had his bow and arrow. "OK, Zeke, since I'm out of the contest, you need to bring our score up higher!", said Courtney. "I was really disappointed by DJ's act."
"Just... go out and try not to be nervous.", said Bridgette.
Ezekiel gulped.
"Ezekiel!", said Chris from offscreen.
Back onstage, Chris walked off, and Ezekiel was visibly pushed into the spotlight. Zeke was sweating even more than DJ.
He tried to draw his bow, only for the arrow to slide out of place.
He readjusted it, then tried to close his eyes to block out the audience. He fired his arrow.
"AAUUGH!!!!!"
Chris stumbled from offstage, an arrow lodged in his arm.
Cut to later in the evening,as Chris is back onstage, with a bandaged arm.
"Due to last act's little... accident.", he said, glaring at Ezekiel who is peeking out from behind the curtains. "The Killer Bass receive no points. Now, on with the show..."
He walked off, revealing Trent seated on a stool. A spotlight shone down, revealing a guitar.
"This song goes out to someone here at camp, someone very special.", he said, before he began to sing his song. In the audience, Gwen beamed at him.
Soon, the song was done, and Chris reentered the stage. "Nicely done, Trent. Our next performer is Geoff, performing some sick moves on his skateboard."
Backstage, Geoff flipped his skateboard... only for it to break in two pieces. "Huh, that's never happened before..."
"What do we do now?", said Bridgette, clutching a nearby Courtney.
"Well, let's think.", said Courtney, nervously. "We know Katie and Sadie suck. What about Harold?"
"No.", they both said simultaneously.
"What can Duncan do?", said Bridgette.
"Carve his skull out of a block of wood? I don't know!"
"Well, you have no choice. You'll have to put Eva onstage."
"No! No, she'd never let me here the end of it. I can't believe I'm saying this, but Bridgette, go out there an handstand like your life depends on it!"
"There's apparently been a change of performers.", said Chris from onstage. "Bridgette will be taking the place of Geoff. Let's give her a warm welcome."
He backed off, letting Bridgette come nervously onstage.
Bridgette immediately began standing on her hands. She stood in one place for a long moment. In the audience, Eva growled and clapped her palm to her face.
A low growling sounded. It was coming from Bridgette's stomach, as she had snacked a lot before the show.
Finally, when the growling reached its peak, sh retched and vomited up the contents of her stomach on the stage floor.
Everyone gasped in shock.
No sooner was the first coming done, then she projectile vomited onto Katie an Sadie in the audience.
Katie screeched then vomited in Sadie's lap.
Another vomit sprayed Leshawna as well.
Finally, Bridgette slipped on her own waste and fell to the stage floor.
"Ugh, clean up on aisle four.", said Chris, holding his nose and walking on stage, carefully avoiding all the puddles of throw-up.
"We're going to take a real while we hose off the stage."
(Bridgette): Going home won't be so bad. I could always work at the surf shack.
The camera opens up to show the tail end of Heather's performance, as she danced and twirled through the air in her pink tutu.
Finally, she ended in a graceful pose. The Chef-o-meter appeared at the top of the picture, revealing a near perfect score.
Chris walked on stage, clapping with the rest of the audience. "Well, it looks like the results are obvious. The Screaming Gophers win, thanks to Justin, Trent, and Heather!"
Cut to even later in the evening, and three members of the Killer Bass were on the chopping block at the ceremony.
DJ, Bridgette, and Ezekiel were looking nervously at the try of only two marshmallows.
"You all bombed hard at tonight's challenge!", said Chris. "Some more than others."
He glared at Ezekiel, while rubbing his arm.
"The final contestant with no votes is... DJ!"
"Yeah!", yelled out the gentle giant.
"And the final marshmallow goes to...
... Ezekiel!" Ezekiel yelped in delight, as Bridgette hung her head.
Cut to Bridgette walking across the dock of shame. Running footsteps on the planks caused her to turn around to see Geoff.
"Hey, I just wanted to say that... it was rally cool meeting you and all.", said Geoff.
"Yeah, you were pretty cool yourself. Wait, you didn't vote me off, did you?"
"Not me. Hey, if you want to meet up after this is over, we can..."
He passed his phone number nervously to the surfer girl.
"I'd like that.", said Bridgette. They moved nervously towards each other, then decided on a simple fist bump.
Teams
Screaming Gophers: Beth, Gwen, Lindsay, Heather, Trent, Noah, Leshawna, Cody, and Justin
Killer Bass: DJ, Geoff, Duncan, Harold, Katie, Sadie, Ezekiel, Eva, and Courtney
Eliminated: Owen, Izzy, Tyler, and Bridgette
Votes
Bridgette (7)
Ezekiel (3)
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