"There's something about big cities like this one, dreamers…they always make people feel like they can be real time big shots! They got a nickel in their pocket, and they're just dang sure they're gonna toss it into a bucket and pull out a crisp, hundred dollar bill! You know, just…assumin' they don't miss the bucket and toss the nickel right into a sewer grate! I know you know just what I'm talking about here, dreamers!" C.K. laughed to himself as he set a drink down on his little table, hopping into his comfy chair right after and wiggling into it to get as comfortable as he possibly could be. "Man, this chair's great and all, but my funky butt knows it deserves one even better! Enough about my butt, though, time to hit ya with the recap! L-l-layust time on Total Drama: Neon City– our child-minded weirdo, Gerald, was having himself a little freaky freak out in his hotel room! Man busted out into a bone-shivering C.K. Swing that I just ain't gonna find myself forgettin'! He made it clear he wanted revenge on Atlas, and their new teammate: Eli, who already seemed to hate his new digs! Eliza was makin' some big moves of her own, rallyin' up Elward for an alliance that he just couldn't possibly refuse! And Elward…oh man, that lil' freak was building a sleek and sexy robo-body for our number one gal, HAILEY! After all of that, we moved onto the next big stage for our challenges– the Gourmet District! Our party goers had to feast on food until their dang bellies were bursting the buttons on their shirts! If a teammate dropped out after a round of eatin', though, the rest of their team would have to pick up the slack for 'em! As you can imagine, this wasn't something that anyone wanted…but Gerald used this as an opportunity to force Atlas and Eli to eat enough food for nine people by themselves! A-Side had a much easier time cooperatin' and all, though there was still the issue of our depressive little stock broker that had to be handled…nothin' that a Cherry-flavored kiss on the cheek couldn't help, though! Edward ended up being the last man standin' for his team against Atlas, but the football player lost his dinner after many rounds of eating for everybody! Everyone was certain that it was 3V that messed up the challenge on B-Side, but when Allan surprisingly returned to Gerald's side, it was all up in the air! With the help of Eliza's alliance and Allan himself, 3V survived elimination and Gerald faced the music! Kinda feel bad for the guy, seeing him that messed up and all…but hey, he's got his buddy back now, and that's all that matters! Let's just hope that someone doesn't end up out-crazying him anytime soon…"

The neon moon started scratching itself like a record, eventually spinning wildly out of control while the sound meter around it went wild. A beam of neon light shot down into the ground below, bringing the view past a rooftop that had Chris and Chef standing atop it, as well as the cloaked figure of C.K.. The trio were laughing to themselves as the beam passed them by, and they soon disappeared from sight.

"B-b-break it down, dear mom and dad, I'm doing fine," a car burst from where the beam of light had landed, revealing Atlas driving while Bec was in the passenger seat with him. The duo grinned the same grin at the camera as they passed it by, with another car following behind in their wake.

"The highlife's been on my mind," the second car was veering off the road wildly, being that of Jhin, who was too busy eating a tree branch that she had found to be focused on the road she was driving on. She ended up crashing through the wall of a building, revealing a nightclub full of people.

"You asked me where I wanted to be, and now I'm right here, can't you see?" Leo stood near the now open hole in the wall, his jaw practically dropped to the floor, but he was soon shoved aside to safety as Jhin drove right back through it. He looked to see that Gwendolyn had saved him, and looked about ready to tear him a new one.

"I wanna be famous!" Over at the bar, Cherry was downing a shot of liquor and proudly heading off to the dance floor while Amanda just stared at her own shot glass, turning her nose up at the very scent of it.

"I wanna live away from the sun," the camera panned up from the nightclub to the next floor, which was much more of a lounge that had a couple contestants sitting on couches. Eli had himself posted on one of them, sitting back and covering his ears while Suzie started explaining the entire lore of Among Us to him.

"So pack your bags, 'cause the party's begun!" On one of the other couches, 3V was downing an entire flask of some sort of liquor while Elward watched her in some sort of dumbfounded trance, eventually pulling out his own futuristic looking flask but accidentally pouring his drink all over his one working eye.

"Daylife's no way to live with nothing to gain, it ain't no claim to fame," far back in the corner of the room, Henry and Heath were hiding themselves from everybody else, but Heath's hand slowly raised up with Jean-Paul rattling his wooden jaw, startling the two of them so much so that they got up and ran right into each other, falling to the ground with a joint thud.

"I wanna be famous!" Giselle popped out of a closet from the same corner of the room, wearing a playboy bunny suit and putting on a flashy display, but when she saw that the two boys were unconscious, she fell to her knees and started screaming at the sky.

"Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na!" The next floor up from the lounge seemed to look like a sort of laser tag arena, where Gerald was frantically running away from Morgan, who was firing her laser gun at him. Her shots entirely missed, but one must've struck Allan, as Gerald stopped running and started to cry, holding the invisible friend's body in his arms.

"I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous!" Marshmallow ecstatically ran right through where the two of them were, flailing her arms and screaming in delight while a confused Edward followed after her, shrugging his shoulders when he looked at the camera.

"I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous!" At the upper ground of the laser tag arena, Bailey and Eliza were firing at each other, but the lasers stopped coming at Bailey after some time, and she looked up to notice that Eliza had completely passed out on the floor. The cold girl looked at the camera helplessly before tossing her laser gun up into the air. As it came sinking back down, it fell into the neon fire on top of the tallest skyscraper, directly in between Garfield and Zayden, who were having a stand-off while the other contestants sat around them and whistled. Chris, Chef, and C.K. stood over at a podium near the hyperspace tube and snapped in unison for a neon sign to flash on the screen with the words "Total Drama: Neon City."

"Now, Redevon, you know that you truly are an asset to our team…I'm only hard on you because it's the only way to get you to realize what should and shouldn't be done." Amanda was once again on the phone with her boss, although this time, she wasn't in her hotel room. She was actually pacing in the hallway, being a lot closer to Cherry's room than anything else. "You know that, don't you? I'm not being mean to you, I'm just being blunt and truthful with all I say."

"...I understand, sir," Amanda nodded while she continued to pace back and forth. Truth be told, she really didn't want to be talking to this man whatsoever…she was still fairly upset about being yelled at the other day. And her little chat with Cherry had made her even more certain that she didn't want to talk to him. "By the way, the value of SSI is starting to teeter slightly with the most recent controversy that came out. I'm anticipating it to have an all-time low for a month before it increases once more. We really should hold that while we have it."

"See, this is exactly what I love about you! You're always thinking about the plays to get more money into our little team! It's your best quality, it really is!" The stock expert's boss sounded…a bit too enthusiastic as he said this. Amanda didn't really understand why the tone of his voice was so much different than it usually was. "...Redevon, I'm going to need you to do me a favor. I realize that you like to socialize with the people on that show of yours…but this is going to have to be toned down. Specifically, I need you to stop talking to Cherry Bomne."

"...Huh?" Amanda's nose wrinkled slightly and she suddenly stopped pacing as she heard those words. She replayed them in her head a few times, analyzing them before she finally spoke up from her awkward silence. "...I…enjoy Cherry's company a lot. I like being around her, and I feel okay when she touches me out of nowhere. I like Cherry a good deal, I like her a great deal. I don't want to stop talking to her."

"It's really not a matter of whether or not you want to stop talking to her or not, Redevon. I'm ordering you, as your sole supervisor, to halt your communications with her. She's trying to get you to split off from our team…I can't allow that, and I know you don't want that. You've been with us for a few years now…it would be a terrible move to just cast all of this aside for the sake of talking to this woman."

"...I…like Cherry a good deal, I said. I don't want to stop talking to her, I just don't. She makes me feel really, really happy." Amanda blushed faintly, looking down at her free hand, which was reaching into her suit pocket to grab a special coin. This coin was golden in color, and had twin cherries engraved into one side, with a bomb engraved into the other side. "...I don't want to stop talking to her."

"Redevon, you're starting to get on my nerves right now…I am very patient with most facets of your character, but this argumentative part of you is a part that I've told you needs to change time and time again. It's just bad for my-...for our business." Amanda's boss stopped speaking for a moment, leaving the two of them stuck in this full silence while Amanda started to flip the coin in her hand. She was starting to feel nervous and anxious at this point. "I can hear you flipping that coin, Redevon. You can't just turn your attention to that while I'm speaking with you. This sort of thing is exactly why my partners told me to give up on you in the first place. Stop talking with Miss Bomne at once, or there will be severe consequences."

"...Understood." Amanda nodded her head slowly, but even as she was uttering that word, her boss just abruptly ended the call with her. This left her in silence once again, but the look on her face…it was different. It wasn't sad, it was hardly even nervous or anything of the sort. If anything, it just looked like…she was incredibly annoyed. "...F…fuck you, a-asshole."


Confessional - Amanda

"I'm not gonna stop talking to Cherry…Cherry is a good person that I really like. I like her a good deal, and I'm not gonna stop talking to her." Amanda had the faintest smirk on her face, and she crossed her arms over her chest while turning her chin up to the camera. "I'm not gonna stop talking to her…I'm gonna keep thinking of how I should ask her out on a date. My boss is a…an asshole. A big asshole."

"I'd be lyin' if I said those cusses sounded like they were comin' out naturally, but it's lookin' like her heart's at least chilling in the right place. That's alright with me, folks!"


"Come on, this wild goose chase is getting old at this point…" Garfield grumbled to himself as he pressed the button to call the elevator to his floor. He had his phone in one hand, and was trying to find some link between the masks that he had been finding around to Neon City as a whole, but he wasn't coming up with any solid leads at all. It was starting to really get him annoyed at this point. "It's seriously like my sister's playing one of her elaborate pranks on me or something like that…" As the door to the elevator finally opened and Garfield stepped into it, he realized that he wasn't the only one in the elevator. No no, Atlas just so happened to be coming down at the same time as him. When the elevator door shut, it left the two in a long silence. "Uh…you sure like starin', don't you, guy?"

"Oh, am I staring? Guess I didn't notice, since, you know, I'm not really seeing much in front of me." Garfield smirked a bit from the insult that Atlas sent his way, but didn't say anything as he leaned back against the wall. "I gotta admit, it's a bit shocking to see you without my sister around you. Get tired of being a bad influence on her for the day, or did you just expect to see me in your travels?"

"Being a bad influence on her– Atlas, guy, your sister is a fully grown adult. I'm pretty sure she's past the point of anybody influencing her at all." Garfield just chuckled, he really didn't understand why Atlas was so pressed about this in the slightest. "Besides, if she was getting influenced by me, that would be a pretty damn good thing. I'm just an honest fellow that's looking to run for office in his life, I wanna bring some good change in this world! What's so bad about that, eh?"

"Oh, don't even give me that, man. I got a pretty good intuition when it comes to people. Every time I've met someone and got a bad feeling about them, they always turn out to be some sort of creep or something. And I sure as hell don't want any creeps hanging around my little sister and screwin' up her life. She had it hard enough before my family adopted her, anyways." Atlas crossed his arms while he stared at Garfield, whose smirk just stretched wider across his face as the doors to the elevator opened at the lobby floor. "I'm just givin' you this last warning to back off from her, man. Don't make me tell you again." With those words, Atlas stormed off from the elevator, leaving Garfield to click his tongue in thought.

"Heh…yeah, whatever you say, guy."


Confessional - Garfield

"Hey, if Atlas wants to play the part of an overprotective sibling, he can feel free to do exactly that. Morgan's pretty fun to have around by my side, though, so I'm just gonna ignore his warning. He's a big guy and all, but I'm not scared of some muscular teddy bear like him." Garfield grinned as he slid his jacket off of his body to show more of his own muscular figure. His arms were fully defined with muscles that could be seen thanks to him only having a black tank top on. "If he wants to scrap or whatever, I'm pretty sure I can handle myself."

Confessional - Atlas

"I know Morgan is gonna be pissed and all for me interfering with her life, but can you blame me here? Garfield gives out one hundred percent creep vibes, through and through!" Atlas huffed while he sat back in his seat. "All I want is for-"

Confessional - Bec

"-That creep to leave my little sister alone, then there won't be any problems!" Bec was in the exact same position in his own car that Atlas had been in his, although he had a smug look on his face. "That's exactly what he was going to say, isn't it? The real Atlas just had to finish the thought so it hit right…"


"Mhm…mhm…" Edward was all along in his room, clicking a pen in one hand while he stared out the window to see the streets below. He had been contemplating something for a little while now, although whatever it was, he hadn't come to any conclusions quite yet. "Cherry…Amanda…Garfield…Morgan…that's four against…Leo…Zayden…and myself. I'm currently the bloke at the bottom rung of the ladder on this team with Eli gone…and even getting both Leo and Zayden on my side would be an unfavorable vote…"

"Uggghhhhhhhhhh!" The door to Edward's room suddenly opened, and Eli waltzed right in like it was nobody's business. The quiet chap glanced back at his former teammate with the faintest smile on his face, though Eli himself didn't share the same smile as he plopped down onto the bed. "This new team is a damn nightmare, man! I've got Atlas obsessed with me and all, but everywhere you turn, there's an alliance! Bailey and Jhin? Alliance…sort of! Eliza, Elward, and now 3V? Alliance! I'm not even sure what the hell Bec is doing, but only having one person on my new team that isn't against me is aggravating!"

"Against you…? You've already gone and made enemies on your new team, 'ave you?" Edward dryly chuckled and set his pen down on the nightstand near his bed, walking around it so he could face Eli, who was typing away on his phone. "I've technically got no one since you and Marshmallow have been gone, if that makes you feel any better." Eli glanced up at Edward with a soft glare after he had said that. "...Right, apologies."

"The merge just can't come fast enough, man…once that happens, we'll at least have each other again…plus Atlas if I can manage to pull him along with me." Eli fell back so that he was laying down and staring up at the ceiling. "...I'm trying to think of something to crack these alliances apart for the meantime, but I haven't found anything yet. Eliza, Elward, and 3V seem to be all together solely out of convenience, so it's not even like they like each other."

"Well…if they don't like each other, perhaps that's something to look into? Not that I know anything about that sort of thing, but you could just throw their faults out in the open as some sort of weapon, no?" Edward watched as Eli just rolled his eyes and turned onto his side. "...No then?"

"You're kinda missing the big picture here, guy. They don't care about each other, so it's unlikely that they'll care if one or the other isn't such a good person. Like I said, they are allied solely based on the convenience of having three votes together." Eli sighed and got up from the bed, stroking his chin with his hand in thought. "The only way that…might work is sabotage…but that's just sooooooooooooo much work to do! Ugh! This would have been much easier to do on my old team…"


Confessional - Eli

"Look, don't get me wrong here…I wanna win the money, but I really don't wanna have to go out of my way to make it happen. It should be something that just falls right into my lap because of everyone else around me being entirely incompetent." Eli slammed his face down against the handlebars of his motorcycle, accidentally pressing down on the horn and startling him. "Oh, shut up, stupid bike!" The horn didn't stop blaring, even when he had lifted his head up, and he was punching it desperately to try and get it to stop.

Confessional - Edward

"Eli's assuredly got this thing a lot more plotted out than I have…granted, my entire plan was to just fly under the radar, though I've gone and mucked that up something fierce." Edward looked tense, like he was in the middle of some sort of headache that just wouldn't go away. He started to scratch at his arms, and eventually reached into his pocket for a sharpie so he could scribble on the back of his left hand. "I really need this money…I'm doing it for two…for two…"

"I don't know about all y'all, but this guy is always bringin' me down everytime I see him! Hell, this is a party, ain't it? Why's he gotta be the guy to turn the music off to tell a sob story?"


"You still haven't answered my question, Bailey," Gwendolyn was seated in a restaurant, sitting at a table with Bailey. The two of them both had cleared plates in front of them, with a flower in the middle of the table. The doctor was dressed up in a pink, sparkly dress with a skirt that went down to her mid-thigh. She also had a dark green crop jacket on, the sleeves going all the way down her wrists. She was even wearing dark green lipstick…dressed up incredibly different from how she usually looked.

"W-well…" Bailey reached behind her head to rub the back of her neck, glancing away from the doctor. She was dressed up nice as well, wearing a sleeveless dress that went to her mid-thigh as well, only hers was multi-toned, each tone being a different dark hue of blue. She had nice, blue, heeled shoes on as well, but wasn't wearing much in the form of makeup. "It just…feels liberating, I guess. Being able to go out into public without worrying about dressing up in layer after layer…it's nice!"

"It's dangerous. Raynaud's usually isn't as severe in others as it is for yourself…you could get really sick dressed like that." Gwendolyn crossed her arms over her chest, staring down at Bailey as stern as she always did. "I've got enough on my plate with all the other fucking morons in this city drinking too much and destroying their livers, I don't need you joining them in taking a daily trip to my office."

"W-w-well, to be completely fair, I was already taking daily trips to your office…just…not for any ailments." Bailey smiled weakly, trying to just move past this whole conversation. "L-let's talk about something else! This is a date, we don't have to talk about such somber things the whole time, right? Like…u-um…oh! I heard from Jhin that you were thinking about moving to Neon City permanently! That's exciting, right?"

"Exciting? It's solely for work purposes…as I mentioned before, there are so many people killing themselves in this city, I'll just never run out of shit to do." Bailey frowned at the answer she was given, but before either her or Gwendolyn could say anything else, a notification came up on her phone, showing directions to some destination.

"...A-ah…I wasn't expecting a challenge today…I…um…" Bailey looked from side to side for a moment before grabbing her purse and reaching around in it to grab some money and set it down on the table. "I-I-I have to go! But, um, I really had a lot of fun coming out here with you, s-s-so we should totally do this again sometime!"

"Put a coat on and I'll consider it." Gwendolyn answered bluntly. Bailey chuckled at the answer, but soon stopped when she realized that the doctor wasn't joking around with her. Gwendolyn got up from the table the same time that Bailey did, and leaned down to kiss her right on the cheek, leaving the mark of her green lipstick there. Bailey couldn't help but blush a deep blue color from the kiss. "I'll be returning to my office now…good luck with your challenge."

"Y-yup…thanks…" Bailey slowly nodded her head as she watched Gwendolyn start walking out of the restaurant. The ice cube let out a soft sigh and grabbed her phone to run out as well.


Confessional - Bailey

"C-Chris really had to call us for a challenge at the worst possible time…ugh! I was really looking forward to that date, of course he had to go and cut it short…" Bailey slumped back in her seat, propping her elbow up on the open window of the driver side door. "I-I just wish that Gwendolyn wasn't so focused on my clothing the entire time…y-y-yeah, it's cold, it's freezing, but I was trying to look nice and just focus on having a fun time. I-it's fine, though! She's…probably right or something…a-anyways…says we're going to the Golden District for this next challenge, so that should be fun, right?"


The Golden District…it was one of the two remaining districts that hadn't had a challenge in it just yet, the other being the Nightmare district. As everybody was driving towards their destination, they were greeted to quite the extravagant sight, with most of the buildings looking like they were literally made of gold…though that could be attributed to the bright yellow neon that was on every building. The building in particular that they were all headed to was a large casino. The building was shaped like a perfectly cut diamond, and had light blue accents to go with its golden look. Once everyone had pulled up to the parking lot and started to walk inside, they could see plenty of citizen's from the city playing on slot machines, or they were at tables playing other games of chance.

"Casino, huh? Not really my cup of tea or anything…though this should make for an interesting challenge. Wherever might that Chris be hiding, now?" Cherry asked while looking around the casino for the host. She really didn't see any sign of him, although neither did anybody else that was looking around. That was until they heard what sounded like the shaking of a chandelier. They all looked up to see that the massive chandelier in the middle of the ceiling had Chris standing on top of it. He jumped off of it suddenly, and everyone gasped before realizing that he had a harness on and was completely safe from any danger. He came down to the ground gently before unstrapping the harness, and holding a thumbs up to Chef, who was shaking as he still stood up on top of the chandelier.

"Now, you just gotta jump on down here, Chef! Don't worry, the floor is super cushiony!" Chris called up to Chef, who still seemed scared and nervous, but all his shaking was enough to throw him off balance. He fell right off of the chandelier and screamed out loud. When he hit the ground, the sound of a slot machine pumping out coins echoed throughout the building. "Cha-ching! That's gotta be my personal favorite sound effect out there; I'm also a personal fan of boi-oi-oing! Cha-ching is also the sound you're gonna wanna hope to hear a lot during this next challenge! Welcome to the Diamond Casino, where you'll be putting all your trust in your gambling skills!"

"Gambling skills? Gambling is a thing of chance, not skill!" Elward griped before crossing his arms, his face turning red from annoyance. Eliza glanced over at him in confusion while 3V leaned in slowly with a big, drunken smirk on her face.

"Sounds like somebody lost a bunch of money cause they don't have any gambling skills," 3V snarked, only for Elward to start screaming and babbling a bunch of incoherent nonsense. Eliza sighed and the drunkard started laughing at the top of her lungs, with Eli glaring in silence.

"I'm in the middle of speaking, thank you!" Chris snapped at the team members from B-Side, who all rolled their eyes at him in unison, not being interested in his sass in the slightest. "Now, where was I? Oh right, gambling skills! For this challenge, the whole gimmick is winning big! You've all gotta beat the house as much as you can in the span of one hour! The team with the most winnings at the end is gonna get immunity, after all! You can all play however many games you want to win, as each of your room keys is pre-loaded with fake money to use! Of course, the winnings you get will be fake, too…but that's beside the point! Work as a team, find out which games work best for you, and make sure the other team doesn't come out on top!" The host grinned as he walked over to Chef, grabbing him by the arm to drag him along on the floor.

"Oooooh, y'all bitches better start winning big! Ya girl here wants to get herself a shiny new pair of shoes!" Morgan grabbed a hold of Garfield by the shoulders and shook him a bit while she shouted out in excitement. The politician just rolled his eyes at first, but when he noticed Atlas glaring at him, he got a big smirk on his face. He suddenly ducked down and grabbed Morgan by the legs, moving her so she was sitting up on his shoulders before he stood up again. "A-ah! W-what the hell is you doin', frosted tips!?"

"Oh, just giving you a good view of our playground…though, I think you were selectively listening to what Chris said. All the money's fake, so unless you were planning on getting fake shoes, then you are SOL." Morgan scowled down at Garfield as he started to carry her over to a roulette table. Meanwhile, plenty of others were splitting off towards different machines and games as well. One such duo that split off was Jhin and Bailey, who each headed towards a blackjack table together.

"Alright, Ice Ice Baby! How was your big date with that hot nurse? I'm guessing great since I see her lipstick smeared all over your cheek!" Jhin wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at Bailey, who blushed and rubbed her cheek with her hand.

"It was pretty nice…she was, um, really focused on how I was dressed…she was just really worried about me getting sick or something." Bailey teetered from side to side, and the two of them both sat down with their key cards placed next to a little reader machine. The employee at the table started to shuffle the cards in his hand, setting down one in front of each of the women. Bailey's card was the ten of diamonds, while Jhin's was the five of hearts. "Hit me." The ice cube spoke to the employee before looking back at Jhin. "It feels pretty nice to be dressed so relaxed, though…I honestly barely even notice the cold when I'm like this."

"Hit me, you vest-wearing schmuck!" Jhin slammed her fist down on the table, and the employee nervously put down the next card for the two of them. Bailey's was the four of spades, and Jhin's was the seven of diamonds. "You look more blue than you usually do, but so do people when they die so that seems pretty normal to me!" The deranged woman scratched behind her ear feverishly before looking back at the employee. "Hit me again, I fuckin' dare you!"

"H-hit me, please." Bailey tried to be softer with that poor employee, who, again, put down another card for each of the ladies. Bailey got the nine of diamonds, and Jhin got the ten of clubs, both of them going over the twenty-one that they were supposed to get. "D-damn…already lost one game…this goes quick though, maybe we should just keep playing this one?"

"I fuckin' guess! I've been spending so much time around Miss Hot Doctor Boobies that I'm starting to talk like her, wagh! Totally worth it, though!" Jhin snickered, and the dealer grabbed the cards back from both of them to start shuffling them again. "I'm sure she's just over worrying, like how she over worries about me if I'm slightly behind on taking those pills she gives me! And I for one am all for seeing you in less clothing!"

"Y-you're such a pervert, babe…" Bailey smiled softly at Jhin, and leaned against her arm as the first of their cards was dealt out for them. Meanwhile, nearby at one of the slot machines, Eliza was testing her luck. She had given the thing a few pulls already, but with no luck so far. She groaned as she got her fourth loss in a row, at which point Bec came and sat down right next to her.

"Oh…Bec…I'm not used to seeing you when you're not right next to Atlas…did you need something?" Eliza looked at her teammate to see that he was dressed pretty oddly…like, his outfit was an exact replica of Atlas' outfit. "...You're…really close friends with Atlas, aren't you? I've never seen anybody just dress up fully like their friend like that."

"Atlas and I are very close, yes…which is exactly what I came here to talk to you about! Ahhhh…I'm just so worried about my friend. He's been apart from his girlfriend back home for so long…I think it must be driving him mad, yes." Bec nodded his head and pulled down on the lever to his slot machine. He didn't even look at Eliza as he spoke to her, he just stared at the spinning slots. "I wish there was something I could do to help him, but homesickness is just one of those things that eats away at you until you go home, you know?"

"...Uh…right, yeah, I guess. I kinda miss work a little bit, now that you mention it, but it's not like this competition is gonna last too long or anything. I'm sure Atlas will be fine soon enough…he could always just call his girlfriend and talk to her that way, right?" Eliza was discretely attempting to get up from her slot machine so she could go play something else. "Bec sure does sound really creepy when he's talking about his friend…"

"Oh, calling her…well, that could've been a possibility. Ahhh, but he lost his phone out in the city. He's not the type to remember phone numbers at all, so he doesn't really have a way to call her. Anyways…" Bec frowned slightly as the slots to his machine stopped spinning, revealing that he had lost. Still, he just spun it again. "I was just sharing some of my concern with some of his homesickness to you, is all. Good luck with your gambling, eh?"

"Uh…yeah…good luck to you, too." Eliza awkwardly shuffled away from Bec, who started to smile while he watched the slots spinning again.


Confessional - Eliza

"All that talk about Atlas being homesick and everything…maybe that's a good way to get him eliminated? I mean, he makes for good competition and everything because of his athleticism…so getting him out of the way would be good for me and my alliance. Maybe we can even get Bec to vote with us next time we lose a challenge…" Eliza pondered to herself as she sat in her car.

Confessional - Bec

"It's important to talk with all of your teammates and get to know them…it's also important to accidentally say some things that you maybe shouldn't be saying to certain people. This is the way of Atlas, this is the way of me." Bec combed his hair back while looking in the rearview mirror of his car, checking to make sure he was getting the shape right. It looked like he was trying to match the short, curly manner of Atlas' own hair…he was even putting gel in it to keep it in place. "Well…I think I look great…no no, it's, 'Man, I look great!'"


"A-aw…I lost…" Leo slowly backed up from the craps table that he had just been out, completely unaware of the fact that there was someone walking behind him. He ended up bumping right into the person, which really startled him more than anything else. He wobbled forward and squeaked fearfully before turning around. "S-sorry! Sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going, I'm sorry!"

"Relax, Leo, it's just me!" Zayden smiled big and wide as he saw his teammate, who took a deep breath of relief when he realized that he hadn't bumped into a complete stranger. Zayden patted Leo on the shoulder, getting both of them to blush softly. "I'm actually kinda glad that I ran into you! I saw something just now that you'd probably like to know about!" The poorly dressed man started to lead the femboy further into the casino, and ended up pointing out towards a poker table where Amanda and Cherry were both sitting. "It's Amanda…she seems like she's in a better mood. A great mood, even."

"T-that's awesome! N-now that you mention it…" Leo inched a bit closer to the table to see that Amanda currently had a massive stack of poker chips sitting before her. Not only that, but her typically dull look was replaced with a boastful smirk. Leo and Zayden were both shocked to see that smugness on her face. "I-I've never seen Amanda so confident before…it almost seems like it's wrong to see her like that."

"Y-yeah, it is just a touch creepy…but I'm just glad that she's feeling better. That's what you were all worried about, so hopefully you can stop worrying a bit now." Zayden gave Leo a pat on his lower back, which got a slight moan out of Leo's lips before he covered his mouth with his hands. Both of the men looked at each other, their faces deep red out of sheer embarrassment. Meanwhile, over at the table, Cherry swirled a lollipop in her mouth while watching as more poker chips were slid over to Amanda.

"You seem quite chipper today, love…that's a sight I love to see…especially since you're clearly dominating this challenge. Dare I ask what's got you feeling like this?" Cherry scooted a bit closer to Amanda, who loosened her tie a little bit while she waited for the dealer at the table to finish shuffling the cards. The other patrons at the table seemed fully disgruntled by how badly they were being destroyed by Amanda and her poker skill.

"My boss called again. My boss…that…asshole!" Amanda slammed her fist down on the table, like she was angry about something, but she was still smirking, oddly enough. "Can you believe this? You know what he told me? He told me, he told me that I have to stop talking to you! The nerve, the nerve, the nerve! He's so worried about his business, he wants me to destroy all my bonds! Ha! The nerve!"

"Not the first time someone's felt intimidated by lil' old me…I'm shocked that you're this amped up, though. Hadn't expected such an intense reaction from you…although it's incredibly charming." Cherry gently rubbed Amanda's arm, only for the stock broker to respond by grabbing a hold of Cherry's hand and standing up from the table. "A-Amanda? This is certainly out of the ordinary for you! What are you doing?"

"I…am going to quit my job! I'm gonna quit my job, and you're coming with me to help me!" Amanda declared proudly as she started to pull Cherry along with her, though the party gal was glancing back at the table and reaching out for her drink that she had left there. "I can't believe he would do something like that…he thinks just because he used to be huge in the stock trade that he can rule over my life! What a…what a bitchhead!"

"B-bitchhead isn't exactly a normal insult that people use against other people, just so you're aware of that, Amanda…" As the two women were walking, Cherry could hear the intro to some sort of song, with a unique sounding guitar riff. "Oh my…is this what I think it is?"

"Oh, you know it, Cherry Bomb! It's about time we got a C.K. swing with Amanda as our gal in the spotlight! She'll…probably sing about numbers or stocks or something, but hey, it'll be fun!" C.K. snickered as the noise to the song got louder and louder. Cherry shrugged her shoulders in acceptance as Amanda let go of her hand and started to pace back and forth, holding her arms behind her back.

"He does all these things…he does…ugh! He goes and gossips about me to all his friends, he gossips a lot! He can't do that, it's so wrong! It's wrong, Cherry!" Amanda suddenly stomped her foot down on the carpet of the casino before turning to face the camera, looking entirely annoyed. "I'll give you something you can talk about, so you can tell all your friends, 'Oh, pointy tooth came up with something good again!' I think it's time to tell it how it is, yeah, you can take my checks, but that's not how it is!" Amanda flipped her coin into the air, and the camera focused heavily on the coin. When it fell back into the palm of her hand, the camera zoomed out to show that Amanda, Cherry, Leo, and Zayden were all standing underwater in a massive fish bowl.

"You went and got yourself all dressed up to earn my trust, cause you're tryin' to take advantage of who I was back then…but you're making a fool of yourself, quit holding on to something you used to have!" Amanda grabbed a microphone out of thin air all of the sudden, pulling it close to her lips as she stomped her foot forward, cracking the glass to the bowl. Each of the four of them started to flow out of the bowl with the water, with everyone but Amanda seeming terrified by this. "Hey, goldfish, can I write you another? I won't change just to suit your color! Won't let you swim in my head again, you keep talking that shit, but you don't recall! Hey, goldfish, don't you remember? I won't change, don't call me after…won't let you swim in my head again, you keep talking that shit, I'll make you regret it!" The water flowed out into the ocean, and all four of them touched down on the bottom of it, where they were conveniently surrounded by goldfish that were dressed up in tuxedos.

"You keep on talkin' about your contract so you can make your stacks! No, man, I get that, but I don't understand trying to make a pretty penny off of somebody else, when did you get so cold?" Amanda leaned towards Leo and sang right in his face, with the femboy backing up into Zayden, who wrapped his arms around him as the two both cowered in fear of how angry Amanda was. "He had a break in the nineties, so surprising, you're the snake on the ladder, you tried to climb me! Gotta reap what you sow, maybe you missed the boat? Making money ain't shit when you're dying alone!" The stock broker screamed out that last line, which cause all the ears of the goldfish to ring before they all swam away. More microphones appeared out of nowhere, this time one each going to Leo, Zayden, and Cherry, who all looked between each other and nervously shrugged.

"Hey, goldfish, can I write you another? She won't change just to suit your color! Won't let you swim in her head again, you keep talking that shit, but you don't recall!" The three backups sang together as a massive seashell started to raise up from the sand, opening slowly to reveal that Amanda was laying down in it and flipping her coin in her hand while holding her phone to her ear. "Hey, goldfish, don't you remember? She won't change, don't call her after! Won't let you swim in her head again, you keep talking that shit, she'll make you regret it!"

"If your tryin' to make…me…stay…it's not as easy as you think, so just turn the other way, because you don't seem to care!" Amanda stopped singing for a moment as she listened to the voice on the other side of the phone, only to suddenly sit up with a pissed off look on her face. "Woah, woah, woah, let me get this straight! You want me to stay with you for seven years so you can take all of my money, and you're giving me no good reason as to why I should stay? Telling me I need to stop talking to people I like? Telling me that I need to stop being me!? You know what? Why don't you…why don't you just…suck my dick!" The stock broker suddenly slammed the phone on the ground so hard that the screen cracked and the call ended. She was breathing heavily while Cherry, Leo, and Zayden watched in complete silence.

"...So, goldfish, ain't gonna write you another! I'm not gonna change just to suit your color! No way you can swim in my head again, you kept talking that shit, don't you recall? So, goldfish, now you remember! I didn't change, so just lose my number! No way you can swim in my head again, you kept talking that shit, I made you regret it!" Like with her phone, Amanda threw her microphone down onto the ground, only now, everyone was back in the casino. As she was still breathing pretty heavily, Cherry slowly walked over to pat her on the back.

"I must say, love, I'm quite impressed with that display of-" Cherry hardly had the time to finish her thought, as Amanda suddenly wrapped one arm around her waist and one behind her head to dip her down while pressing her lips against hers. Leo and Zayden both gasped as they same Cherry's face turn red enough to match her namesake. Amanda held that kiss for about five seconds before she lifted the speechless party gal back up to her feet.

"...I'm going back to my poker, now. I have a lot of winnings already…this challenge is already in the bag." Amanda nodded her head and marched right on back to the poker table that she was at before. Cherry could only stand there and stare off into space with her face still red as ever.


Confessional - Amanda

"Fuck you, fuck your friends, fuck your business, fuck your family, fuck your dog, yeah, that's right, I'm not grooming your dog for you anymore either!" Amanda held both of her middle fingers up proudly, though she was mashing them right against the camera, so it was hard to see that she was also sticking her tongue out at the camera. "Bitchhead!"

Confessional - Cherry

"...That was certainly…something, alright. Usually I'm the one to suddenly kiss whoever I'm teasing, I'm not used to the opposite." Cherry was stumbling over her words as she spoke, like she had a really hard time actually vocalizing what she was trying to say. "W-well…i-it's certainly good for Amanda that she quit that job! Maybe now she can enjoy the party life a bit more, yes?"

Confessional - Leo

"I-it would be, um, really cool if- if Zayden took me in his arms like how Amanda did to Cherry and kissed me like that. I-I think I would really like that a whole lot…" Leo tapped his fingers together nervously while staring down at his lap. Of course, his cheeks were that signature flustered red of his.

"Man, that Amanda sure is a lucky lady to be able to kiss Cherry like that! Mad respect for being able to just pull that off!"


"Bitch, are you gonna let me down at some point, or what!? Me bein' up here ain't doin' a damn thing to help us win this challenge!" Morgan was not-so roughly pounding her fists down onto the top of Garfield's head as she was still on his shoulders. She was trying desperately to get down so she could at least participate in something while he was playing roulette. "Let. Me. Down. Frosted Tips!"

"Hey, hey, keep it quiet up there, would ya? Yeesh, I'm trying to focus on what spot I should bet on next…that, and enjoying the look I'm getting from your brother. I mean, just look at him over there, glaring at me! It's too good!" Garfield chuckled to himself while he glanced Atlas' way. Morgan had to look as well, and she glared right back at her brother to show her disapproval of him and his intervening. "Besides, I think we're all clear for this challenge…I've got some winnings already myself, but have you seen Amanda? She's a poker queen!"

"At least that ugly ass bitch is good for somethin'...if she's gonna be in our alliance, she has to be pullin' her own weight and all that!" Garfield slowly glanced up at Morgan with a smug look on his face, which got her cheeks to turn fully red as she realized what he was implying. "Hey, you stop lookin' at me like that! I do perfectly fine at pullin' my own weight when I'm not being towed around by you! R-remember when I helped us find the hosts in the first challenge?"

"Yeah, I remember when we lost that challenge and it didn't matter whether or not you found it or not, thanks for reminding me about that." Garfield just got smugger and smugger as he saw Morgan getting more and more panicked about the realization that she was hardly an asset to their alliance. "Hey, you can be as useless as you want, doesn't really matter to me. I'd still keep you in the game over both Amanda and Cherry, so you don't have anything to worry about."

"Y-yeah, whatever, but I'm not useless." Morgan crossed her arms firmly and looked away from her teammate, who just went ahead and looked back at the table.

"Yeah, I think I'm gonna bet on…fifteen black!" Garfield grinned while he watched the ball spin around the wheel. It spun and spun, going around for about twenty seconds before it finally slowed to a stop, ending up on twenty-one red instead. Annoyedly, the politician slammed his fist down onto the table. "Dammit! Ugh, I can see why this is so aggravating to people…at least we aren't losing any real money in playing this game."

"I- brap! I knew it would be a good idea to bet on the legal drinking age! Heheh, gimme gimme, money money money!" 3V beamed proudly as her winnings were slid her way. Neither Morgan or Garfield had realized that she was at the same table as them, and the both of them felt embarrassed that she beat them in anything. "Ehhhhh, word of advice for you guys! Don't think too much about your bets, just toss 'em in! Chances of winnin' is basically the same board-round!" The drunkard collected her winnings and whistled while she walked away from the table, leaving both Morgan and Garfield fully speechless.

"Oh, looks like you actually ended up getting something! I'm shocked that you even managed that, heheh!" Elward teased as he watched 3V walking nearby the blackjack table that he was standing at. The drunkard stopped walking to glare at her teammate, who had a fair stack of winnings sitting right by his side.

"Stupid midget man! You barely even have the same amount as I do, so you can't taunt me like you're doing better!" 3V snarked, getting an eye roll back at her from Elward, who patted the seat right next to him. Reluctantly, she sat down, only to watch what was going on at the table. He discretely pointed under the dealer, where HAILEY's screen was sitting. She was watching the cards closely and analyzing them so that he would know whether or not he should ask to be hit with another or not.

"See, soon enough, I'll win more playing blackjack than anybody else will in any other game! I just…know the inner machinations of this game to the smallest of detail!" Elward grinned from ear to ear as he took his next hit, which was a seven to his already existing fourteen. He got some more fake cash sent his way from this, but 3V hardly looked impressed in the slightest.

"So…what you're saying…is that you're cheating. You're a big cheater that can't win the game without– braappppppp! …Cheating." 3V smirked as the dealer looked under the table to see HAILEY. He then looked back at Elward, who nervously chuckled before his winnings were taken back from him.

"Ah, dammit 3V! You know how hard I'm gonna have to work to get all that back? Like…really hard!" Elward slapped both of his hands against his face simultaneously, groaning in dismay as HAILEY floated back up to be next to his head.

"Master, the rounds of this game are really seeming to get you upset! You should really let me help you take care of all the stress!" Elward just fully ignored HAILEY, pressing the button on his ear device to recall her screen back into the device.

"Well, you can stay losing at your blackjack, Imma go get another beer and maybe play some poker!" 3V got back up with a big dumb smile on her face as she walked away from the blackjack table, leaving Elward to lose his first honest game against the house.


Confessional - Elward

"Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 3V can really be such a nuisance at times…but she and I both don't really have anything better going on than this alliance, so I can't risk splitting it up. I mean, I'm sure both 3V and Eliza would be eliminated before myself if our alliance did happen to split or anything, but still!" Elward crossed his arms while he glanced out towards 3V, who was currently recording her own confessional on her motorcycle, only about twenty feet from where he was. "Oh, what could she be talking about right now?"

Confessional - 3V

"Heheheheh…look at him! Look at Elward over there! He's just so stupid and tiny…I could pop his head like a lil' grape!" 3V was having a hard time not laughing herself to death as she had her hand held up and was pretending to pinch Elward's head in such a way that it looked like she was squishing him between her fingers. "Heheha! Ahhhh…this city…it really does feel nice to be here. Everything is so fun and relaxing!"


"H-huh? I lost?" Atlas shook his head as he looked down at the poker table that he was seated at. He had hardly been paying attention to the challenge with how focused he was on Garfield and his sister, it had really been getting at him. He rubbed the back of his head while he watched all of his poker chips being taken from him and given to the winner of that round. "Man, this is a whole lot harder than it looks…guess I'm just not meant to be a gambling man."

"Ironic…given the die necklace you have on, I would've taken you for a bloke that's got an aptitude for games of chance." Edward had been sitting right next to Atlas, though, like most times, the football player didn't notice him coming up to the table at all. Edward didn't win that last round either, although, unlike Atlas, he didn't bet all of his chips that he had on that match, so he was getting dealt in for another round. "You're keeping a close eye on my teammate, from what I've noticed."

"Garfield? Yeah, that guy…man, he really just pisses me off! I try to be cool with most people, but him? No way…and I hate the way that he acts around my sister. I know she's all pissed at me for getting involved, but that isn't a trustworthy guy! I can't believe she's sticking around him…" Atlas sighed and slouched forward on the table while he looked back at Garfield again. "You're on the same team as him, so you probably know more about the guy than I do. Am I wrong? Is my intuition just off about him being a bad person?"

"...A bad person…I suppose that all depends on how you define a bad person. Garfield, much like the rest of us, wants to win this show. However, he has no shame in making it blatantly obvious that he will walk all over people to get to that point…would you say someone like that is a bad person?" Edward looked up at Atlas, only to see that the athlete had fallen asleep and was snoring loudly. "P-pardon!?" The short fellow snapped his fingers in front of Atlas' face to wake him up again.

"Huh, wha!? Oh…sorry, man, I was just…the way you talk just makes me really tired." Atlas rubbed his eyes as he started to fully wake up again, although Edward was pretty clearly miffed still. "I don't know exactly what you said or whatever, but I'm just gonna assume that you were agreeing with me about him being a bad person. I can't imagine how anyone survives on a team with a guy like that, you know?"

"Oh, I could hardly imagine." Edward deadpanned as he looked down at the hand that he had been dealt for this next round. It really wasn't a great hand in the slightest, but, being the cold, emotionless person that he was, he had a fairly easy time keeping his cool. He just looked back at the other players while Atlas looked over his shoulder to see what his cards were like.

"Man, little guy, your hand is totally terrible! No way are you gonna beat anybody in this round with cards like that!" Edward's eyes shot wide open as Atlas spoiled the truth about his hand to the rest of the table, all of which grinned as they started to deal in. The chap groaned and set his cards down on the table before turning to face Atlas. "Huh? Why are you looking at me all angry like that? It's true, your hand sucked!"

"Don't…you have to get yourself some more chips or something? There's simply no reason for you to be sitting next to me and ruining my chances in this game right now." Atlas nervously backed up from Edward before running off into the casino, leaving Edward to focus on the table once again. As he did this, Eli came over to his side with a bag full of winnings of his own. "...Hello again, Eli…I see that the casino has been quite fortuitous to you so far."

"Eh, I just sat at the slot machines and scanned my key card on a bunch of them all at once. Way easier to do that than play a card game like everybody else I saw…but the time for the challenge is getting pretty close to up at this point. Figured I'd go check and see what everyone else was doing." Eli gave his bag of winnings a good shake to show just how full it was before looking back at Edward again. "I see you just got to meet Atlas…real charmer, isn't he?"

"I can see why you find that team aggravating, yes…that Jhin woman licked the back of my neck earlier, as well. It's like there's a single brain cell shared throughout the lot." Edward grumbled as he waited for his current round of poker to finish up. "...I don't even know which team is ahead at this point. I've seen some people with plenty of winnings, I've seen some people with none…I really don't know what to make of it, honestly."

"Like I said, I only just now got up to go and look around the casino. I don't really care which team wins…all I know is that, if mine loses, I should be in the clear. I won a good deal, and I haven't done anything to stick out like a sore thumb. But you, man, you're totally done for if you guys lose this one." Eli snickered while Edward just sighed and let himself be dealt in for one last round.

"You're so reassuring, as always." Eli gave Edward a playful nudge on the shoulder with his fist before he got up from the table, leaving the short man to look over his new cards. This time, he had gotten a royal flush dealt to him. "Well well…what do you make of that? Looks like this is the good karma coming back for me after what happened with Atlas before."


Confessional - Atlas

"I didn't really win much of anything in the challenge at all…in fact, I literally didn't win anything at all! It's not really the end of the world, I guess, but man, I was hoping I'd at least do a little bit better!" Atlas chuckled while he kicked his feet up onto his steering wheel, "I did do some check-ins with the other members of my team, though! Man, they all won a whole bunch, so there's really no way that we lose this challenge! My team is really something amazing!"

Confessional - Edward

"I won…a few rounds of poker, but my low bets didn't yield the best of results as far as sheer number of winnings goes." Edward was carefully counting all of his winnings piece by piece, looking mildly disappointed by the number that he ended up coming up with. "Well…it's not the end of the world, I still got something. But…Eli is assuredly right about me being eliminated if my team loses this challenge. I believe, even if I got an incredible amount of winnings, I would still be out here…bollocks."


"Alright everybody! Challenge time is all up, which means it's time for your winnings to be counted by the Chef Scale of Money!" Chris called the two teams back to the center of the casino, where he was standing with Chef, who was covered in casts from his fall onto the ground much earlier. "Here's how it works! All of you guys are gonna take your winnings and throw them right onto Chef! The louder his howl of pain, the more you have, obviously!"

"Chris, man, no!" Chef cried out into defiance as he used his uncasted leg to kick forward a scale that had some sort of bowl on it. "This here is the scale, maggots! You toss all your winnings right in here, and it will show the exact number on the screen, which is all we need to determine which pathetic team isn't going to have to send anybody home! A-Side, you guys are first in the alphabet, and you'll be first to count up!"

"Please be enough…" Edward silently pleaded as he and the other members of A-Side stepped towards the scale. He, Garfield, Leo, Zayden, and Cherry all dumped in their winnings to the scale, and the number was…only a couple thousand. It was disappointing, to say the very least. Edward knew that that number would just obviously be beat by the other team. "Shite…I'm really in for it now, aren't I?"

"Chef, Chris, I have an issue with this scale!" Amanda spoke up from the back of her team, getting the attention of both teams and the hosts at the same time. Everyone was shocked to see that she had a wheelbarrow completely full, even overflowing with her own winnings. She was looking at her winnings and then at the scale, going back and forth between the two. "The amount of winnings that I collected in this challenge seems to be a bit too much to put in that scale…what will happen if it overflows?"

"Woah-ho-ho!" Chris was practically drooling at the sight of the wheelbarrow before clearing his throat and clasping his hands together. "Lucky enough for you, Amanda, I don't think that we'll actually need you to pour your winnings into the scale after all! From the looks of B-Side, I would say that this competition isn't even close…A-Side is the obvious winning team of this challenge!"

"Aw, sweet!" Zayden cheered before pulling Leo in for a tight hug, causing the femboy to go fully limp in his arms with a dopey smile on his face. The rest of A-Side was cheering in their own way for Amanda, who was a tad overwhelmed by all the applause. She nervously weaved between her teammates to make her way over to Cherry, who was having a hard time even looking her in the eye.

"Cherry…since the challenge is all over now, I was thinking that, perhaps, it would maybe be fun if you and I could go out on a date?" Cherry gasped from the very suggestion. She looked up at Amanda, who was just trying to smile at her. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest and her face getting redder. People were starting to say things to her, but she couldn't really make out any of the words. She took a deep breath to try and calm herself…before darting out of the casino as fast as she could, leaving everyone in an awkward silence. "...She didn't answer, I'll ask again later."

"I don't know if…well, you know, I'm not gonna give my input on that mess, I'd rather just watch it play out!" Chris grinned as he looked over at the members of Team B-Side, all of which were standing around with tired, annoyed looks on their faces. "B-Side, you already know the whole dealio, so we'll be seeing you guys at the top of the hotel thirty minutes from now! Hope you all know who you're voting for tonight!"


Confessional - Eli

"Who do I even vote for here…it would be dumb to vote for Bec, Bailey, or Jhin, since those three are basically the only hope I have of evening the odds against the new Eliza alliance…well…I guess I'll just have to vote for one of the three of them, and see if I can't convince Bec, Bailey, and Jhin to vote with me and Atlas." Eli sighed annoyedly while he mulled over the three teammates in his head, wondering which one would make the most sense to eliminate at this point.

Confessional - Jhin

"Bah, gambling is stupid anyways! And that Eli guy came to me and tried to convince me to vote for Elward! Just for that, I'm gonna vote for Eli! Take that, pissboy!" Jhin started to shake her butt in front of the camera before she ended up falling out of her car window and hitting the pavement. "Owwwwwww…"

Confessional - Eliza

"This challenge was an interesting one…no one was really a weak link, since it was all a game of chance in the end. I honestly don't know who I should vote for in this situation…" Eliza paused for a moment before she started to remember something from earlier. "...Actually…I do think I have a faint idea of who to vote for."


At the top of the hotel, B-Side was already seated and getting ready for the elimination ceremony. To no shock, both Bec and Atlas were sitting together, although the latter was confused as to why his friend was fully dressed like him. Eli was sitting behind Atlas with both of his hands in the pockets of his jackets while he just waited for this show to get on the road. Eliza, 3V, and Elward were all seated together, with 3V and Elward both having a little slap fight while Eliza just rubbed her temple and sighed. This left Bailey and Jhin, where the latter was sitting in the former's lap while they were making out on full display for everyone else to watch.

"Alright, you maggots! Chris is still taking care of some things back at the casino, which means I'm gonna be handling the elimination tonight!" Chef wobbled forward with the seven drink tickets that he had for the team. He still had his casts on, but he was moving pretty well, all things considered. "You all put in your votes already, and I know which one of you is going home! I'm gonna give out drink tickets to all of you except for that one, who's gonna take the Hyperspace Tube of Losers on out of here, make sense to you useless worms? Lovebirds! You two are safe!"

"O-oh, awesome!" Bailey pulled back from her tongue wrestling match with Jhin with a proud smile on her face as she reached out to grab both her and Jhin's tickets from Chef's hand.

"Hey! Me and my lips weren't done with you, you frosty bitch!" Jhin griped and yoinked Bailey right back in for that kiss, with Eliza shuddering in disgust from how aggressive their lip smacking noises were.

"Eliza, you're also in the clear for this challenge!" Chef added and thrust a drink ticket towards Eliza, who nodded her head and took the ticket from him. "Also safe…3V and Bec!" The drunkard blew a raspberry at Elward, who groaned as he watched her collecting her drink ticket. Bec didn't seem all too shocked to be getting his ticket, and he happily took it from the co-host. "As for the other three of you…you've all been voted for! Though, Eli only got one vote, so he's clearly good to go!"

"Huh? Who even voted for me?" Eli looked around at the rest of his team before he realized that Jhin had her middle finger raised towards him while she was sucking on her girlfriend's face. He just groaned to himself and took the drink ticket, just glad that he wasn't eliminated or anything.

"And that leaves…Atlas and Elward as the bottom two here!" Chef stood before the two men, dangling the last of the drink tickets in his hand. Elward looked more agitated than anything else, while Atlas had a faint look of worry on his face. "The challenge today was a game of chance, but it was no chance that you two ended up on the bottom today! You've both got a fair share of people that want you gone! And because of that…the last ticket goes to…"

"...Elward! Atlas, football star, whatever you wanna be called, you are out of here!" Chef dropped the final drink ticket of the night into Elward's hands, leaving bothe Eli and Atlas to drop their jaws in shock from the elimination. "Do you two have wax overflowing your ears or something!? I was pretty clear with what I said, so stop acting so shocked! Atlas, get your butt in that tube!"

"B-but I…I don't understand!" Atlas knocked his fist against his forehead as he got up from his seat. He was trying to figure out how this could've happened, but it just didn't make any sense to him. As he walked towards the hyperspace tube, some of his teammates were already leaving the rooftop. Eli sighed when he left, knowing that his one ally on his new team was gone. Even Chef didn't really wanna stick around to watch the football star go, and after a moment, it was just him and Bec standing there on the rooftop. "Man…I guess I'm going ho-"

"Yes…going home. Or to wherever they take you, man." Bec's voice sounded a lot different than it's usual as he interrupted Atlas, taking on a deeper tone. He slowly walked towards Atlas, looking him up and down with a big smile before looking him in the eyes. "We look so alike, man! It's pretty funny, no? How me and you, we were so different when we first met, but now, well, I can hardly see the difference!"

"W-well, I'm not really sure why you dressed up like me and styled your hair like mine, but…yeah, I guess our outfits look a little similar. You're gonna need a pretty heavy tan to be looking like me, though!" Atlas joked, nudging Bec with his elbow. It didn't seem like the football player truly understood what was happening here. "S-seriously though, definitely a little creeped out by the sudden wardrobe change, but I'm glad you admi-"

"-Re me that much!" Bec perfectly chimed in to finish the sentence…to a passerby, they wouldn't have even noticed that that was two different people talking. The sound of it made Atlas' face start to go pale. "...You misunderstand this whole thing, buddy. I don't admire you in the slightest! No no, Atlas, don't you get it?" He tilted his head to the side with a huge grin on his face, one that perfectly showed off his glistening teeth. The way he was grinning was exactly the way that Atlas himself grinned. "...I am you."

"Alright, man, the jokes not funny anymo-" Atlas started to raise his voice, but was suddenly met by a powerful shove to the chest. He couldn't remember Bec ever being that strong before, but a closer look at him showed that his muscles had grown quite a bit. Atlas stumbled back into the tube, which started to suck him up. He managed to grab at the doorway of it at the last second, and held himself in place so he could still shout down at Bec, who was watching him with that huge grin still. "You can't just go around and pretend to be me! I-I'll text Morgan, she'll knock your teeth out."

"...I don't think you're gonna text anyone." Bec reached into his pocket and slowly pulled out Atlas' phone. He even managed to type the right password into it and get right in. "Don't worry, though! My sister's gonna be just fine! I really gotta get that creep, Garfield, to stay the hell away from her, though. Oh, and by the way…I just got some pics from my girlfriend. She's looking fi-i-i-ine! Damn, that girl drives me crazy!"

"You son of a bitch!" Atlas found himself overcome with his anger, and he let go of the doorway to try and grab at Bec, but this just resulted in him getting carried away by the tube. Bec watched as he slowly disappeared from sight until he was fully gone.

"Man, what was his problem?" Bec rubbed the back of his neck and turned away from the tube to start walking back inside. "...Goodbye, Bec…hello, Atlas!"


C.K. Swing Songs: Goldfish by Between You & Me

Votes: Atlas - Bec, 3V, Eliza, Elward; Elward - Eli, Bailey, Atlas; Eli - Jhin


22nd: Henry Yates, the Socially Awkward Kid

21st: Gwendolyn Linelife, the Harsh Doctor

20th: Heath Alghieri, the Puppet Master

19th: Giselle Gingersnap, the Wannabe MILF

18th: Suzie Venta, the Reference Queen

17th: Marshmallow Fulloff, the Connoisseur of Sweets

16th: Gerald Piscurr, Mr. Talks to Himself (and Allan Heiver, the Imaginary? Friend)

15th: Atlas McCarthy, the World's Big Brother

Team A-Side: Amanda, Cherry, Edward, Garfield, Leo, Morgan, Zayden

Team B-Side: Bailey, Bec, Eli, Eliza, Elward, Jhin, 3V