Hey worldwide web,
This has been a fic in the works for a long time, I've had this idea pretty much since Revenge of the Island ended and All-Stars was announced. To set the scene, here's the basics:
1. This takes place a little less than a year after Revenge of the Island
2. All-Stars has not happened, yet
3. The winner order from Island to Revenge goes: Owen, Duncan, Heather, Cameron. Really only that last one should matter though.
With that out of the way, enjoy!
The episode began with footage recapping the end of the previous season.
"Last time on Total Drama: Revenge of the Island! Cameron and Lightning went head-to-head in the ultimate showdown of Brain vs. Brawn! No punches were pulled, and Lightning was struck, literally, as Cameron and his suit of high-powered armor won the big million dollars. Which, in typically lame-o fashion, he agreed to split with the rest of the cast. Laaaaame! Then uh, I was…decontaminated…ugh."
The camera cut to a somewhat annoyed looking Chris McLean as he stood against a blank grey background.
"But that's a thing of the past!" he exclaimed. "Thanks to money and lawyers, lots of lawyers, the Chris McLean you know and love is back for business, baby! I've got a whole new season of greenlit challenges and a familiar cast of gluttons for punishment. Where are we going to be this season, you may be wondering?" The camera panned out to show the Abandoned Film Lot, somehow in an even poorer state than the first time it appeared.
"That's right! We're back at the Film Lot! This is…Total Drama: Revenge of the Action!"
*theme song*
The smug-looking host with the most gestured to the film lot's now open gates. Continuing with his intro, "Many fans loved the original Total Drama Action for its creative challenges and the spotlight that shined on some of the first season's less notable cast members. We hope that the film lot will work that magic again this season as our cast contains contestants that fans only really got a small taste of in their original seasons."
A large green bus pulled up to the front of the film lot. "Here's our first batch now," Chris said, "please welcome back, the entire cast of Total Drama: Revenge of the Island." The contestants began to file out of the bus and Chris introduced them. "Starting with…"
"…chatty Staci…"
"Ya!" Staci said, hopping out of the bus. "I'm so excited. Most of my relatives were film stars. In fact, my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother invented film. Her invention was of course stolen by some old white man, but ya."
"Okay…" Chris said, raising an eyebrow. "Uh, next up, season finalist but ultimate loser, Lightning!"
"Sha-what?!" Lightning cried, leaping out of the bus and pushing aside Staci. "Lightning must need his hearing checked, because he knows you didn't just call him a loser."
"Guy who lost his dad's Superbowl rings says 'sha-what'?"
"Sha-what?" Lightning said, scratching his head. "Crap! Don't bring that up…" Pouting slightly, Lightning stepped aside as the next people left the bus.
"Diabetic gamer Sam and his freaky girlfriend Dakota."
"Hey, I'm not diabetic," Sam said, glaring at Chris. "Uh, I don't think so, anyway. And don't call my girlfriend freaky!" He looked up at Dakota, who was still a seven-foot tall, orange, scary monster like she had been last season.
"Yeah!" Dakota roared. "Leave my Sam alone!" Her voice boomed across the film lot as she pounded her chest angrily.
"Right," Chris said, "not helping your case… Anyways, it's surprising fan-favorite Dawn! And B, not exactly a fan-favorite."
B rolled his eyes as he exited the bus after Dawn. The blonde waved at everyone and the camera. She cupped her hand against her ear, listening for something. A few seconds later she sighed. "I sense so few auras on this film lot," she said glumly. "Will this not be a season with animals?"
"Eh, not nearly as many as last season," Chris replied. "After all that paperwork, I'm not dealing with toxic waste ever again. Some challenges may feature animals, but not many."
"I suppose that's good for the animals," Dawn conceded, although she seemed disappointed.
"Aw man, I was hoping there would still be toxic waste so we could both get cool powers," Sam said. Dakota reached out to pat his back, but her increased strength just meant that he was pushed onto the ground.
"Up next we have power couple Mike and Zoey!" Mike and Zoey exited the bus happily holding hands and looking around at the film lot.
"Total Drama Action was my favorite season," Zoey gushed. "I'm so happy to be here!"
"Same," Mike agreed, "and I'm even happier that I get to be here with you…" Zoey blushed and gave Mike a kiss on the cheek.
"Boring!" Chris interrupted. "Mike, everyone just wants to see the personalities. So do that thing you do. You know…the-" He imitated Mike's gasping noise.
Mike's eyes narrowed. "I'll have you know I have much better control over my personalities," he said firmly. "Cameron's money helped pay for therapy and my doctors are confident that I-"
"Don't care," Chris said, cutting him off. "Those 'in your head' scenes were going to be a budget killer to edit anyway."
"What do you mean-" Mike began, but was cut off again as the camera panned away from him and to the next arrival.
"The surprisingly game savvy, but horribly uncharismatic, Scott!" There were several boos from the already formed crowd as Scott stepped off the bus, glaring at everyone.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Scott grumbled. "I did what I had to do. It's not my fault the rest of you don't want to win as badly." The others didn't seem too fazed by Scott's argument, making the dirt farmer fold his arms over his chest and scowl even more.
The next two people were trying to make their way out of the bus, but it soon became a shoving match as each wanted to get out before the other.
"Also returning this season," Chris continued, "Brick and Jo."
"Reporting for duty- Ah!" Brick cried out as Jo threw him back into the bus and hopped onto the ground.
"That's right, I was here first!" Jo declared. She looked at the others already gathered. "Ugh, you guys again? Mclean, I thought I was going to be competing with the actual competitors, like Heather and Duncan."
"Mmmm, maybe another season," Chris said, considering the idea, "but not this one, that's for sure."
Brick stepped off the bus shortly after Jo, looking weary from the previous fight. Cameron was behind him, and most of the people cheered at the sight of him.
"Hey guys!" Cameron said. "I can't believe we're all competing again!" Mike and Zoey ran to hug him.
Confessional
Cameron: Yeah, after I won last season, I realized I didn't need the money to buy air for my bubble. So instead, I spread it amongst my fellow competitors. Turns out when you divide a million by 13 there's still a lot left for each person. I know some of them probably just want more money, but it's nice having true friends like Mike and Zoey.
"Ay, Chris, what's the big idea?" asked the final contestant on the bus. Anne Maria stepped onto the ground and marched over to the host. "You introduced me last? Do I look like an eleventh-hour girl to you?" She gestured to her body. "I'm a season premiere kinda bitch, you got that?"
"Don't worry Anne Maria," Chris reassured, "you may be the last off that bus, but not the last one out of everyone to arrive."
Mike looked around, doing a headcount. "This is all 13 of us though," he said, confused.
"Correct Mike, but this season has more than 13 contestants," Chris explained. Another bus slowly pulled in where the last one had been. "That's right, we're inviting back some contestants from previous seasons." There were several gasps at this news. "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, fan favorite…"
"Oh, I hope it's Geoff," Zoey whispered. "He seemed so funny!"
"I hope it's that hottie-hot-hottie Justin," Anne Maria remarked.
The first contestant stepped off the bus. He grinned at the female competitors, waggling his eyebrows. Everyone's eyes widened. "Ladies- Woah!" He quickly misjudged how high up the stairs were and fell flat on his face, groaning.
"Cody!" came the alarmed cry from the person behind him. Sierra leaped from inside the bus, landing beside Cody, who was still on the ground. She quickly picked him up, checking him for injuries.
"Cody and Sierra," Chris finished. "Two contestants who have never once stepped foot on the Abandoned Film Lot."
"Actually, I came here all the time while I was doing undercover work for Celebrity Manhunt," Sierra said. "Did you know there's a sewer grate that's actually got a false back and if you crawl through the slime and cobwebs for an hour you can see inside the boy's trailer?" She reached down to stroke the side of Cody's face. "But now I won't need to crawl…" She giggled ominously.
Cody picked himself up, batting away Sierra's hand. "Come on Sierra," he said, "we talked about this. We're just friends."
"But we got-"
"Unofficially, we got married," Cody conceded, "but not legally. So…we're just friends. Right?"
Sierra sighed. "Right," she said.
Confessional
Sierra: OMG I cannot believe that I'm back on Total Drama. I thought for sure after blowing up the plane that Chris would ban me from ever competing and seeing my Cody-Wody ever again. But miracles do happen because here I am! And now I'm on the film lot! *gasp* Is this the same hairspray that sprayed Justin in the face in the original intro? I wonder if it really does hurt- AHHHH! IT DOES!
The next two contestants attempted to step off the bus together, but with two people it wasn't really possible for them both to get out. After some grunting and a lot of "oh my gosh," Katie and Sadie were clapping their hands excitedly at the thought of returning.
"Katie and Sadie," Chris introduced.
"Uh, which one is which?" Sam asked.
"Does it matter?" Jo said. "You vote one off you basically get rid of the other. They're like those twins that share a body."
"I once saw a two-headed cow on the farm," Scott added. Everyone else just stared at him. "What?! I'm allowed to be part of the conversation too!"
"Oh my gosh Sadie," Katie said to her best friend. "Can you believe that we're finally back?!"
"I know," Sadie replied, "but aren't you like, totally going to miss our seats in the Peanut Gallery?"
"Oh my gosh we had sooooo much fun in those seats," Katie recalled. "Remember when we got to answer those phones?"
"Or when we got those peanut cans?"
"Oh my gosh I know! Eeeeeeee!"
"SHUT! UP!" roared the next contestant. Muscular and all in blue, Eva stomped off the bus and walked straight past Chris, standing by herself.
"Eva, welcome-" Chris began, but was quickly cut off.
"Don't talk to me," Eva snapped. "I'm only here to win a million dollars. The million dollars that should have been mine in the first place!"
Chris rolled his eyes. "Yeah, fine, whatever," he said. "A million bucks doesn't grow on trees, ya know? And speaking of, it's someone who has no respect for money since he burnt it all in a volcano. Ezekiel!"
"Oh no," Anne Maria said, jumping to hide behind Dakota.
Ezekiel stepped off the bus, eliciting several exclamations of surprise from the others. He was wearing his usual blue hat and some of his stringy hair could be seen poking out from under it. His skin still had a greenish tint to it, but his teeth seemed less sharp, and his clothes weren't torn.
"Um, wasn't he a monster last season?" Zoey asked.
"You have problem with monsters?" Dakota growled.
"Um, no," Zoey said, taking a few steps away from Dakota.
Chris shook his head. "Turns out our former freakshow's family was saving up money ever since World Tour and finally had enough to file a lawsuit. Production had to pay for therapy, medical bills, and all sorts of stuff. Zeke's not…totally human yet, which will make for some great ratings."
"Yeah, eh," Ezekiel said, but his voice was still pretty raspy. "The Zeke's making a…comeback!" He coughed in the middle of his sentence, still getting used to speaking normally after hissing and growling for over a year.
The next contestant had his nose buried in a book. He looked up from it to see who else was around and let out an exasperated sigh. "Great," Noah said, "just who I wanted to see when I got off the bus. A bunch of people I've never met and a bunch of people I really hoped to never see again."
"That's Noah," Sadie said to whoever was next to her, who happened to be Scott. "He's always joking around about how much he hates us."
"Sadie and I think he secretly likes hanging out with everyone though," Katie added. "Between you and me, and also Sadie, I don't think he has very many friends."
"I…didn't ask," Scott said.
"And I can hear you," Noah remarked. "Whatever, let's get this over with."
Chris did a quick headcount. "Alright," he announced, "should just be one more. Next up…Tyler!"
"Woo!" Tyler cheered, hopping out of the bus. "Tyler has arrived- Woah!" In a fashion similar to Cody, Tyler fell flat on his face, but not due to misjudging the steps or anything, he was just prone to injury. "I'm okay!"
"And that should be everyone," Chris concluded. "Alright, now it's time- huh?" His voice trailed off as a limousine pulled in front of the film lot.
The door swung open and out stepped a blonde woman in a red dress, followed by her entourage. "Makeup!" she called, and a young woman began applying foundation and lipstick. "Hair!" A man carrying a hair dryer began to dry her hair. "Sound check!" A second man held out a boom mic and began fiddling with it.
"Blaineley?" Chris said, confused. "What are you doing here?"
Blaineley smirked and held out a stack of papers to Chris. "I'm here because I'm part of the show now," she explained. "You'll find in my contract that, because the edit I was given on Total Drama World Tour, I am now entitled to compensation. And that compensation comes in the form of joining you in hosting this season."
Chris brow furrowed as he read the contract. "Hmmm," he grumbled.
"So, let's get started," Blaineley continued. "I see you've already the introduced everyone, so I'll take it form here with explaining the first challenge. Everyone, welcome to Total Drama Revenge of the Action. As you can see, we're on the abandoned film lot from season two. And if you haven't guessed by now, you're all here because you've never competed here before. Like last time, challenges will be based on genres, but instead of film genres, we will be using TV show genres!"
"Sounds a little meta since we're already on a TV show," Noah complained.
"I'm confused," Scott said. "Who are you?"
"I'm-"
"She's our twenty-second contestant," Chris interrupted. "Everyone, meet Blaineley!"
"What?" Blaineley said, folding her arms over her chest. "I am not a contestant. Not again. My contract-"
"Your contract says that you're entitled to compensation," Chris agreed, "and that compensation comes in the form of being on the show again to improve your image or whatever. However, nowhere does it state that you have to be on the show as a host." Blaineley's eyes widened. "I could make you an intern, or a co-host kind of like Chef, but I think having you as a contestant will be great. For me, that is. Not you."
Blaineley immediately began to protest, but her contract was clear. Chris got to decide her role on the show.
"Twenty-two is a more even number anyway," Chris said. "Moving on, follow me." He led the group into the film lot itself, Blaineley sulking at the back of the group.
"Hey, don't worry Blaineley," Zoey said, "now that you get to be a contestant, you can try and win the million dollars!"
"What's your angle, exactly?" Blaineley asked, looking at Zoey skeptically. "I saw you last season. All nice and stuff, except that weird Katniss Everdeen arc you tried to pull off. Bow and arrow action girls are so not in style anymore."
"Angle?" Zoey repeated. "No, I'm just trying to be nice."
"Yeah," Blaineley scoffed, "and I'm going to win the million dollars."
Chris stopped at a door leading to an unmarked set. "Alright," he said, "now as Blaineley already mentioned, this is Total Drama Revenge of the Action. All challenges are based on TV show genres, more or less. We'll also try and follow the format of our second season as much as possible. That meaning your first challenge will involve getting to your trailers."
Sierra squealed. "I can't believe I get to sleep in a Total Drama Action trailer!" she said, breathing heavily. "Cody, hold me!" She jumped into Cody's unexpecting arms.
"Your first challenge pays homage to every show's greatest obstacle…the pilot episode. You'll be racing through a series of sets, each one based on a different pilot episode that was written by Chef and then promptly rejected from various networks." Chef, standing behind Chris, folded his arms over his chest and glowered.
"Sha-easy!" Lightning said. "A race is nothing for Lightning. Sha-"
"Not so fast," Chris interjected. "It's a race, but it's a bit more than that. Hidden in each set are pieces of the pilot's original script. You need to find a piece in order to move on to the next set."
"What?!" Chef cried. "You mean you tore up all my scripts too?!"
"Let's be real Chef, they were never going to be greenlit. This is the closest they'll ever be to being filmed."
Confessional
Chef: *loud sobbing*
"Can we take more than one piece to cut down the competition?" Scott asked, smirking.
"Nope," Chris said, "but you are allowed to help the others find pieces of your script."
"Why would we want to do that?" Jo asked.
"Because Jo, in order for the door to the next set to open, all pieces of the script must be found. Each set has less and less script pieces as the challenge goes on. So, you'll want to collaborate, but there can also only be one winner."
"But since this is like the challenge last time, it's just to pick the trailer, right?" Zoey asked. "That means no elimination."
"Sheesh, lots of questions today," Chris complained. "But yeah, sort of, the reward is at least picking the trailers. Probably. Guys will get one, girls will get another. Do with that information what you will."
"Ladies, we better work together if we want that nice trailer, you understand?" Anne Maria said. "I ain't sleeping in no loser class trailer."
"Don't worry, I'll still help you guys," Zoey told Mike and Cameron. "I don't want you guys to have to sleep in a bad trailer."
"Best girlfriend ever," Mike said with a dreamy sigh.
"Enough chit-chat," Chris said. "We're about to start. Through this door is the first set. There are eighteen pages, meaning four of you will not advance to the second set. Are you ready? On-"
"No not yet," Tyler said, kneeling down to tie his shoe.
"Get set," Chris continued, "go!"
Everyone took off, trampling Tyler as he attempted to tie his shoe. Once everyone had passed through the door, the accident-prone athlete groaned and crawled towards it.
"Who will be out of the challenge right away?" Chris asked the camera. "Who will stay until the end? And will Chef's dreams of being a television producer ever be realized? Probably not, but the answers to the other two questions will be answered after the break!"
The contestants found themselves in the first set, which was set up like a typical city apartment with a living room, kitchen, and a couple doors leading to bedrooms.
"Ew, who did they hire to decorate?" Anne Maria asked, picking up an ugly orange pillow.
"Ahahaha!" came the sudden, disembodied laughter.
"Uh, what was that?" Sadie asked.
"Ghost!" Katie cried. Both girls immediately started screaming, prompting more laughter.
Cody reached down and picked up a piece of paper. It was a script, and the title of the show was written in big letters. "A sitcom like the Big Bang Theory," he read aloud, "but the hot one is also smart. Note: see if Alison Brie is interested."
"He was reaching before he even started writing," Noah said dryly.
"Ahahaha!"
"That's already gotten old," Jo grumbled, opening a kitchen cabinet and finding a script. "Ha! Take that, losers!" She shut the cabinet, revealing Eva standing behind it. "Ah!"
"I saw that cabinet first," Eva said. "That script should be mine!"
"Oooooo."
"Uh, no, I saw it," Jo argued. "So, it's mine. Find your own. There's like twenty more left."
"Maybe I'll just take it from you," Eva said, stepping forward.
"Fat chance," Jo scoffed. Eva lunged, but Jo pulled out one of the drawers, catching Eva in the stomach and making her stumble as Jo ran to the exit to stand with Cody.
"Wooooo!"
Meanwhile, Zoey found a script piece in a decorative vase. Pocketing it, she continued to help Cameron search in the picture frames on the wall while Mike checked the couch.
"This isn't that hard of a challenge," Blaineley commented as she opened the fridge, finding it empty save for a piece of the script. "You need to up your game Mclean!"
"Oooooo."
"Those sounds are challenging enough," Scott muttered as he checked the drawer Jo had opened earlier, finding a script piece.
Also in the kitchen, Katie opened the freezer and found a script piece. "Look Sadie," she said, holding up the paper. "I did it!"
"Oh my gosh, yay!" Sadie squealed, clapping her hands. "But wait, I don't have one yet."
"I'll help you look," Katie promised. "I won't move on from this set without you."
"Awww," Sadie said, hugging Katie. Katie hugged her back.
"Awwww."
"We get it, it's a sitcom," Noah said, opening one of the bedroom doors. There wasn't an actual room connected to it, just a blank wall with a couple pieces of script taped to it. Noah grabbed one. "There's a second one if someone wants it."
Eva ran for it, but Dakota slammed into her, sending Eva crashing into a wall. Dakota plucked the paper off the wall and handed it to Sam. Eva growled in annoyance, reaching for a couch pillow, and tearing it in half. A piece of script fluttered to the ground amid the feathers.
"Whatever," Eva snarled, grabbing it and heading for the door.
"How many are left?" Cody asked the others who had found pieces. Zoey, Cameron, and Mike quickly joined the group, having each found pieces.
"There are seven pieces left," Chris announced over the speaker system. "Remember, if you don't find one, you're out!"
Tyler crawled into the set, looking up in confusion. "Uh, guys, what's going- Ah!" He screamed as Dakota picked him up, sniffing him for a second.
"Ahahaha!"
"You're not a script," she said, before tossing him over her shoulder. Tyler screamed some more as he went flying into the prop refrigerator. Dakota looked around, picking up the entire sofa and shaking it. Three script pieces fell to the ground. She grabbed one, as did Anne Maria and Ezekiel. Everyone else began to pick up the pace in searching.
Dawn examined a potted plant, reaching out to touch it, and then sighing. "Plastic," she lamented. B gave her a sympathetic look as he tilted the prop TV to find a script piece. He offered it out to Dawn. "No thank you B, I'm sure I'll find one." She reached into the fake plant and pulled out a script. "Ah! Well, even if you're not real, thank you my imitation plant friend." She patted the plant gently and went to the door with B.
"Awwwww."
"Two left," Chris said. Staci, Brick, Sadie, Sierra, Tyler, and Lightning began to search more frantically.
"Sadie, I found one!" Katie said, looking in the cabinet under the sink. She handed Sadie the script and the two girls ran to the exit, meaning there was only one script piece left.
"Wooooo!"
"Cody, I can't find one!" Sierra cried as she checked in the remains of the couch that Dakota and Eva had destroyed.
"Oh no…" Cody said, although he didn't seem too sad about it.
Confessional
Cody: During World Tour, Sierra did a lot for me. And I'm really grateful for it! But then everyone started saying that she carried me to the final three. So, I'm back to prove that I earned my spot. And if that means cutting her loose, well…I guess I'll have to do it.
"Sha-bam!" Lightning cheered, leaping into the air with the final piece of the script in his hand. He ran to the exit where the others were. "Lightning won!"
"You were literally the last one," Jo said, but Lightning was too far into his victory dance to notice.
"And that's all the scripts," Chris said. "Which means Brick, Staci, Tyler, and Sierra are out!" The four contestants groaned. "Please exit the door you came in from. Everyone else, onto the next set. This next one there will only be fourteen scripts, so it's four more of you who are getting the cut."
The next set was much larger, an entire city block with two police cars flashing their sirens. Caution tape surrounded the chalk outline of a Chef-shaped body. There was, thankfully, no canned laughter to accompany this set, however, it quickly started to rain.
"What kind of show is this supposed to be?" Sam asked as Dakota held out her large arms to shield him from the rain. The two ran over to the cop car, which had a boom box on it. "Uh…" Sam reached out and opened the CD compartment, finding a script. "A detective show where the detective solves murders by breakdancing? Yeesh… But at least I found a script! Let's find you one, Dakota."
"Did it!" Dakota said, grunting and lifting up the entire cop car. A script piece was under one of the tires. She picked it up and dropped the car back on the ground.
"Okay that is so not fair," Jo complained. "She's got superpowers, the rest of us don't!"
"Meh," was all Chris had to say.
Zoey climbed into the police car that Dakota hadn't lifted up. There was a script piece taped to the steering wheel. "Found one!" she called out to Cameron and Mike. She looked around the vehicle. "Ooh, there's one more back here."
"Do you want it?" Mike asked as he and Cameron walked over to the car.
"No, you can have it," Cameron said. Mike nodded and took the second piece of script.
"Ugh, I'm gonna need to re-apply after all this rain," Anne Maria grumbled as she stepped over some of the caution tape. There were cards placed out at various spots, like a real crime scene. "Wait a minute…" Anne Maria bent down to get a better look at the cards, discovering they were actually scripts. "Aw yeah!" She grabbed all three, stuffing two down her bra.
Confessional
Anne Maria: Look, I know everyone thinks I'm some sorta dumb bimbo, and maybe they're right. But that doesn't mean I'm not here to play Total Drama. After I quit because Freak-zekiel gave me that diamond, I realized that if I ever got the chance to come back, I was gonna take it.
B walked past one of the streetlamps, noticing a piece of script stuck at the top. He scratched his head, wondering how he was going to get it down. He looked down on the ground to see if there was anything he could use, and then looked up, gasping.
Dawn was perched on the streetlamp, holding the paper. "Hello," she said, with a wave. B quickly looked to see how she had gotten up but found nothing. "Would you like this?" Dawn asked, appearing beside B and making him jump. He shook his head, gesturing for her to take it. "Oh, but I insist." B shrugged and took the script, giving Dawn a thumbs up.
"This is a whole block," Jo said, "how are we even supposed to find little pieces of paper?"
"Let's split up," Blaineley suggested, standing beside Jo.
"Uh…I am not working with you," Jo told her, stepping away from the older woman.
"Fine, be that way," Blaineley said, sticking up her nose and walking in the other direction.
Cody walked along the sidewalk. Most of the buildings on the set were fake, but some of the other props like the fire hydrants were real (he discovered this when he tried to lift one unsuccessfully). That gave him an idea.
"Maybe…" he said, walking up to a trash can and sticking his head inside. "Eww, real trash? Oh, but a script." He emerged, a banana peel on his head, but a script in his hand.
"And that's the first half of the scripts found," Chris announced. "Seven more left."
"This is too hard," Lightning whined. "Lightning thought this was gonna be a running race!" He sat on the ground near Anne Maria and began to pout.
"Eh, what can I say, I got a type," Anne Maria said to the camera, reaching into her bra and pulling out one of the scripts. "Here you go hot stuff." She held the paper out to Lightning.
"Uh-uh," Lightning said, shaking his head. "Lightning don't take handouts."
Anne Maria rolled her eyes, before dropping the paper onto the ground. "Oh look, a script, from out of nowhere," she said sarcastically.
"Sha-yeah!" Lightning cheered, picking it up. "Lightning found one!" He ran off toward the exit. Anne Maria shook her head and pulled out the other script.
"Alright, who wants it, and what are you gonna give me to get it?" she asked.
"An alliance?" Blaineley offered, running over to her.
Anne Maria considered it. "Eh, no, you're old and gross," she said.
"Ooh, Sadie and I can knit you clothes," Katie offered.
"Pass. I got my own style."
Eva appeared behind Anne Maria. "I won't snap you in half," she snarled. Anne Maria gulped and handed her the paper. Eva took it and walked toward the exit.
"Sorry ladies," Anne Maria said, shrugging and walking away.
Meanwhile, Jo had found a script piece in the first police car in the glove compartment, which meant there were only four scripts remaining.
"Found another one!" Zoey said, taking a script off the roadblock that had been set up to block the crime scene. She handed it to Cameron.
"Thanks Zoey!" Cameron said. "We're doing great this challenge! All three of us are still in."
Scott emerged from a sewer grate, scaring Sadie and Katie. "There's nothing down here," he groaned. "And it stinks!"
"Uh, Scott," Chris said over the speaker, "the sewer isn't part of the set."
"Are you kidding me?!" Scott exclaimed. "I've been down there the whole time."
"Yeah," Katie said, sounding nasally due to her pinching her nose. "We can smell." Sadie nodded in agreement.
Noah walked around the set, only half-looking for a script. He noticed a payphone station nearby and shrugged. He walked up to it and sure enough, a script was taped to the side. "Easy," he said, his voice monotone.
"I can't believe nobody's even going to try making an alliance or anything," Blaineley muttered to herself as she searched for a script. "At this rate, I'm gonna be the first one out! Ugh!" She kicked the tire of the cop car in frustration. "Ow! Huh?" She looked down to see a paper stick in the tire. It was a script. "I'm not out yet…"
"There's one script remaining," Chris said. Katie and Sadie were running around panicking, unsure of what to do. Scott was sitting on the sidewalk, pretty much resigned to not finding it after having been stuck in the sewer for so long. That left Ezekiel and Dawn actually looking.
Dawn tilted her head, furrowing her brow in concentration. "Is that…an animal?" she looked up and saw a pigeon flying around, a script attached to its leg. "Oh my! Come here friend, allow me to take that off of you!" The pigeon started to fly down, until Ezekiel snatched it out of the air. Dawn gasped. "Don't hurt it!" she begged.
"No worries, eh," Ezekiel rasped. He removed the paper from the bird's leg. "Pigeons and rats were my homies, yo." He allowed the bird to fly off and gave it away. Dawn sighed with relief, even though she missed the final script.
"Yeesh, what a weirdo," Scott commented as Ezekiel walked to the exit. Dawn glared at him. "What? Oh, come on, are you still mad about what happened last season?"
"If by 'what happened' you mean framing me for stealing and then eliminating me with a fake idol, so I got stuffed in a trash bag and almost drowned," Dawn said, "then no."
"Get over it-" Scott paused. "Did you say no?" He turned to look, but Dawn had disappeared. "Ugh, no wonder they got along. She's a weirdo too."
Confessional
Scott: Look, I know last season I came in guns blazing with all those strategies, but this is the first episode, and we don't even have teams yet. Everyone knows not to trust me, so I need them to think I've just given up. Then when they don't think I'm a threat anymore…BAM!
"And that brings our second round to an end," Chris announced. "Katie, Sadie, Dawn, and Scott have all been eliminated from the challenge."
"At least we lost together," Katie said, holding Sadie's hand.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Chris said. "Non-losers, move on to the next set."
"How many more of these are there?" Jo complained.
"If we lose four people each round then there's still…" Cameron thought for a moment. "Three rounds to go!"
"Not quite," Chris said. "This round, there are only eight scripts. Which, if you do the math, means six of you will be out."
The door to the next set was opened, revealing a beachside resort, complete with a fake beach.
"Hey, this set looks kind of familiar," Zoey said. "But it's not the beach set from Action…"
"Oh my gawd I know where we are!" Anne Maria said with a gasp. "It's the set from-"
"A reboot of Stoked but the only original character who came back is Lo," Cameron said, reading from a script he found on a surfboard.
"As she should," Anne Maria said. "Best character on the whole show. Ooh, I hope they brought back the talking shark!"
Cameron read further on the script. "It says here they replaced him with an anthropomorphized dolphin."
"Ugh, figures. Reboots are a buncha crap anyway."
"Oh, I loved Stoked," Zoey said as she and Mike began to search on the poolside deck. "I shipped Fin and Reef soooo much."
"I used to watch it every morning before school," Mike told her. "It was awesome. I wonder how Chef ended up getting the rights to it to even write a pilot for the reboot anyway."
The camera then cut to Chris and Chef in the boot, Chris glaring at Chef while he looked awkwardly between him and the camera.
"I thought you said you had the rights for all these pilots since they were all rejected," Chris said, giving Chef an accusatory glare.
"I might have kept my pilots in the same drawer as my fanfictions," Chef grumbled.
Back on the set, Dakota was ripping open hotel room doors, growing increasingly frustrated as they ended up leading to nowhere since they were all fake. Behind her, Sam ducked to avoid being hit by the doors she was tossing aside.
"Don't worry Dakota," Sam said, patting her back, "we'll find one soon."
"Better hurry up," Jo called out from across the hall. She held up a script. "Found this bad boy at the reception desk, so I'd- Ah!" Dakota lunged at her, snatching the script and throwing Jo out a nearby window. The jock landed safely in the pool, but no longer had a ticket.
Dakota held the ticket out to Sam, who shook his head. "No, no," he said, "you earned it, hehe. Besides, I want to try and find my own, okay?" Dakota nodded and gave Sam a kiss on the cheek before running off to find the exit.
In the hotel lobby, Blaineley was trying to see if there was another script behind the reception desk but wasn't having any luck. "If there are less and less scripts," she muttered, "why are the sets getting bigger and bigger?!"
"For real," Lightning agreed, surfacing and gasping for breath. He was floating in the giant aquarium in the center of the lobby. "Lightning hasn't found anything in this fish tank. Not even fish! Chris sha-got me with that one."
Blaineley rolled her eyes. "Oh yeah, well I think I see one wayyyy at the bottom."
"Really?!" Lightning asked excitedly. "Alright, thanks old lady!" He took a deep breath and dove back under.
Blaineley looked at the camera. "What?" she asked. "Clearly if he came back up once, he can come back up again. And if not…well, less competition for me." She continued to look around the reception area.
Cody, Ezekiel, and Noah were on the beach, looking under towels and beach umbrellas for any possible scripts.
"Man, I'm not finding anything, eh," Ezekiel said to the other two guys. They looked at him but didn't respond. "What? Do I got something on my face?"
"It's just…weird hearing you talk again," Cody admitted. "I mean the last time we saw you…"
"You tried stuffing me in a sack," Noah interjected.
"And then we had to hunt you down in Africa," Cody added. "And after that you stole the million from Heather and fell into a volcano."
"I don't really remember a lot of that, yo," Ezekiel said, scratching his head through his hat. "I mean, I saw it on TV, but it's all a blur."
"Right," Noah said, clearly skeptical, "just keep your distance, I guess." He walked away and Cody started to follow. "No, I'm not working with you." Cody's shoulders sagged and he began to walk in a different direction, leaving Ezekiel by himself.
"Mike look!" Zoey said excitedly as she stood up from looking under a pool chair. She held a script piece in her hand. "I found one-"
"Mine," Jo said, taking it out of her hand as she walked past, still dripping wet from being thrown into the pool.
"Hey!" Zoey cried. "That's not fair, I found it first."
"Didn't ask, don't care," Jo replied.
Zoey sighed and sat on the chair. Mike walked over to her, putting his arm on her shoulder. "Don't worry Zoey," he said, "look at what I found." He held out a script. "It was taped to the lifeguard chair. You can have it."
"Really?" Zoey said. "Are you sure?"
Mike nodded. "Absolutely. You helped Cam and I find scripts the past couple rounds, let me help you."
Zoey leaned forward and gave him a kiss. "You're the best." Mike blushed at the praise.
B walked into the lobby, having been unsuccessful in the hallway. He looked over at the mess that was now the reception desk and raised an eyebrow as Blaineley emerged from it, her face covered in ink.
"In case you were wondering," she said, "there's no scripts in the pen. Or any ink now that I've had a look. This whole lobby's a bust."
"Sha-yeah!" They both looked up to see Lightning holding up a script in a waterproof bag. "You were right old lady, there was one at the bottom. Thanks!" He climbed out of the tank and began to run for the exit.
Blaineley looked at B and sighed, before climbing up toward the tank. He gave her a quizzical look. "Oh no," she said, "I don't think there's a second one in there. It's just easier to drown myself in there than in the fake ocean."
"Attention," came Chris' voice through the loudspeaker. "There are now only three scripts left. Get a move on!"
Eva was in the penthouse suite, tearing drawers out of cabinets and ripping into the furniture trying to find a piece of the script. Anne Maria walked around her area of destruction. "Chill out," she said, "these things are gonna be hard to find. It's not like one's just gonna fall out of the sky." Eva roared, throwing a pillow into the air. It hit the glass chandelier, knocking loose a piece of the script. It spiraled through the air, landing softly in Anne Maria's hand.
"Heh, okay I know last time I gave it to you, but this time- AH!" Anne Maria began to scream as Eva chased her around the penthouse, trying to get the tip that was rightfully hers.
After an unsuccessful attempt at drowning herself, Blaineley left the lobby and found a hotel-themed bus outside. Shrugging, she opened the door and found a script taped to the steering wheel. Wiping the remaining ink off her face, she ran to the find the exit.
"There is now only one script remaining," Chris announced. Waiting at the exit were Cameron, Dakota, Jo, Zoey, Lightning, Blaineley, and Anne Maria. Despite Eva's pursuit, Anne Maria had managed to spray her in the face with hairspray and escape. "Things are not looking great for the boys. Remember, the winner of this challenge decides who gets which trailer!"
That of course meant Eva, Noah, Ezekiel, Sam, Cody, Mike, and B were still searching for the final clue. Eva was still in the penthouse, B was in the lobby, and the other five were on the beach.
"Maybe it's in the water?" Cody suggested. "This show's about surfing, right?"
"Ugh, I don't know," Mike groaned. He looked around to see the others searching. "Hmmm, okay, I need some help finding something. Manitoba should be able to- No!"
Confessional
Mike: Last season, my personalities helped me in some of the challenges, but having them out so much made it harder to keep control. My doctors say that unless someone's life is in danger, I really shouldn't use them just to win challenges.
"Sorry Manitoba," Mike said with a sigh. "But I gotta do this on my own." He ran across the beach to a large sandcastle. Crawling through the small door, he saw a script sitting on a sand throne. "Yes!" Mike snagged the script and ran for the exit. Zoey cheered as he arrived.
"That means we have the eight people moving on to the next round," Chris said. "Sam, Cody, Eva, Noah, B, and Ezekiel…you're out."
"Noooooo!" Dakota roared. "Sam!"
"Hey-" Sam began but was cut off by Dakota punching her way through the door onto the next set.
"Uh, next round start!" Chris said in alarm. The others quickly followed Dakota into the set, which was set up like a large house, and Dakota was immediately trashing the place.
"I can't even tell what kind of show this was supposed to be," Zoey said as she threw herself onto the ground to avoid being hit by the sofa. Mike and Cameron joined her as they tried to search for scripts without getting hit.
"I got this," Anne Maria said, pulling out her hairspray. "Hey, orange soda! Come get a-" Dakota spun around, throwing a TV set at Anne Maria and knocking her into a wall. The Jersey girl groaned, unable to get up.
"Lightning found a script!" Lightning shouted, emerging from the remains of a bookshelf. He ran off to the exit before Dakota could notice him.
"Are we seriously still doing a challenge right now?" Blaineley asked. "That girl is crazy!"
"The only thing crazy is that you're just giving up," Jo shot back. She was holding a script that had been under the sofa.
"Two tips remain!"
Dakota roared even louder, jumping through the ceiling and into whatever was on the second floor. The set shook, and then quickly calmed down.
"Did Mclean finally get that elephant tranquilizer?" Jo asked hopefully.
Dakota hopped down from the second floor, holding a script. "Yay!" she cheered, before looking around. "Oh…hehe…Dakota sorry." She skipped toward the exit, the ground shaking each time she hit the floor.
Zoey, Mike, and Cameron looked at one another, and then at Blaineley, and then at Anne Maria still unconscious on the ground. Then they took off, trying to find the final script.
Zoey shook a lamp, hoping for the script to be hidden in the shade. Cameron was next to him, trying to find it in the broken pieces of a China cabinet.
Mike ran toward the stairs leading to the second floor, Blaineley right behind him. At the top, he saw it. The final script. Both of them dove for it, Mike snatching it first. "I found it!" he called out.
"No!" Blaineley cried. "Yah!" She tackled Mike, sending them both tumbling back down the stairs.
"Mike!" Zoey exclaimed. "Are you okay?!"
Mike groaned, sitting up and holding his head. "I…I think so," he said. Blaineley was on the ground next to him, unconscious. "Uh, she's just resting…" He stood up and held out the script. "Here, I want you to have it."
"Mike I can't-"
"Yes, you can," Mike said firmly. "Please?"
Zoey looked at the script in his hand and then back at Mike, smiling and nodding. "Okay, thanks Mike," she said, taking it and walking to the exit.
"That wraps up this crazy round," Chris announced. "Lightning, Jo, Dakota, and Zoey will be advancing to the final round. Things aren't looking great for the boys… As for Mike, Cameron, Anne Maria, and Blaineley…you're out!"
"Wait, what was this supposed to be a pilot for?" Mike asked. "Nobody read the scripts."
Zoey looked down at the one she was holding. "A family sitcom," she read, "but each family member is a spy trying to keep the other spies from discovering that they are, in fact, a spy. Title: Spy-mily. Really? Family Spies was right there…"
"Hey, I'd actually watch that," Chris said to Chef. "Why did they reject that one?"
"It was the early 2000s and I wanted the show to feature a same-sex couple," Chef grumbled.
"Oh," Chris said, looking awkwardly at the camera, "I was hoping it'd be for something funny…but now I'm just kind of sad." Chef nodded in agreement.
The remaining four contestants entered the next set, a creepy-looking, rundown classroom. The walls were adorned with torn posters of happy children and pieces of toy furniture and strewn about.
"This final pilot is for a gritty drama set in a preschool," Chris explained. "There's only one script hidden in here. Whoever finds it will get their choice of the trailers. Go!"
Dakota immediately launched herself into the room, tearing into tables and chairs. Zoey, Jo, and Lightning took to the outer edges of the room to avoid debris.
"No way am I gonna let her find that script first," Jo said, riffling through boxes of crayons and toy blocks.
"But wait, Dakota's a girl, shouldn't we be okay if she wins?" Zoey asked, although she was still looking herself. "She'll pick the best trailer for us."
"I don't care about the trailers," Jo said with a scoff. "Didn't you learn anything from last season? Winning is what's most important. It's not a victory for me if I don't win it. Now out of my way!" She gave Zoey a hard shove, sending her into a pile of dolls.
Dakota continued to destroy the classroom, her frustration increasing as she failed to locate the script. "Where script at?!" she roared.
"Sha-Boo-Yah!" Lightning cheered, leaping into the air with the script in his hand. He had found the script inside a jack in the box. "So long losers!" Tucking the script under his arm like a football, he took off toward the exit.
"No!" Dakota bellowed, charging after Lightning and backhanding him, sending him flying through the air, script still in hand.
"Ow!" Lightning cried, landing in front of Jo.
"I'll take that," Jo said, grabbing the script. She looked over to see Dakota running at them.
"No way," Lightning snapped, holding on tight. He started pulling on it. "Lightning found it fair and square." The two tugged back and forth on the script until-
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The script was torn in half, each of them landing back on the ground, holding one half. Dakota stopped as she saw them each holding a piece.
"But…how Dakota win now?" she asked, scratching her head. She looked at Jo, then at Lightning, then Jo, then Lightning. The two slowly backed away as Dakota tried to determine who she should try and take the script piece from, until they both backed up against a wall.
"And that concludes our challenge!" Chris said. "We have…a tie. Interesting."
"What?!" Dakota said. "But Dakota wanted to win!"
"Too bad, so sad." The door out of the sets opened, revealing everyone else standing beside two trailers. One looked the same as it did in Action, while the other was much bigger and nicer.
"Jo, Lightning, congratulations on both winning the first challenge of Total Drama Revenge of the Action," Chris said. "Now your prize is to-"
"Dakota wanted to win!" Dakota snarled.
"And Chris wants you to shut it. Anyways. Since you both won, I'm not totally sure how to go about picking the trailers. Lightning technically found the script first, but Jo gets style points for totally snatching it from him. I suppose-"
"DAKOTA WANTED TO WIN!" Dakota roared and charged at the trailers. She lifted the entire luxury trailer above her hand. "If Dakota can't have it, no one can!"
"Dakota, wait!" Zoey cried. "If Jo gets the trailer then- Ah!" Zoey dove to the side as Dakota brought the trailer down hard in the spot where she had just been standing. Dakota repeated the motion over and over, smashing the entire thing to bits. When she was done, the nice trailer had been reduced to rubble.
"Okay then…" Chris said. "Well, since Dakota destroyed the nice trailer, I think the only fair thing to do is say that goes to girls. Of course, we only had one, so I suppose we'll just have to bring in an identical crappy trailer for you to actually sleep in."
"No!" Dakota snarled, picking up the second trailer.
"Run!" Chris cried as he took off away from Dakota, everyone else following him as Dakota set about destroying the second trailer.
Later that night, after Chef finally found the elephant tranquilizer and Dakota was subdued, everyone was gathered at the amphitheater.
"Based on how today went," Chris said, "I think what we need right now is a Gilded Chris Ceremony!" There were several protests from the contestants.
"I thought the first challenge was just a reward challenge," Scott complained.
"I can't follow the script of Total Drama Action exactly," Chris replied. "Otherwise, you'd all know when you were safe. Now, just like last time you'll find voting devices under your seats. Press the face of the person you want to send home. After I get the results, I'll pass out the Gilded Chris awards. Whoever doesn't receive one must take the Walk of Shame to the Lame-o-sine. Any questions? Good. Cast your votes!"
One by one, everyone pressed a button on their voting devices. Some, like Jo and Scott, had their votes cast immediately.
Confessional
Jo: Who did I vote for? Well, as much I'd like to send any of these losers packing, there's one person in particular who needs to go.
Other were taking a bit longer. Dakota was still groggy from the tranquilizer, but she gave Sam a soft smile before casting her vote. A list was printed off and handed from Chef to Chris, who looked at it and nodded.
"First, Gilded Chris awards to our winners: Jo and Lightning." Both athletes caught their chocolate award statues eagerly. "Then to runner up Zoey, her boyfriend Mike, and Cameron." The friendship finale trio were also eager to receive their rewards.
Confessional
Cameron: I'm glad I made it through the first elimination. I thought maybe being the winner from last season would put a target on my back.
"Next we have statues for Sadie…Noah…and Katie." The BFFFLs sighed with relief that they were both safe. Noah just shrugged, failing to catch his statue but also not caring enough to pick it up. Next to them, Sierra held on tightly to Cody, who just patted her arm comfortingly.
"Sierra…Dawn…B…and Ezekiel. You're also safe."
Ezekiel's eyes widened. "Wait, for real?" he asked as he caught the Chris statue. "Like, no cap?" Chris nodded. "Alright, eh! First time not being the first boot. Woo-hoo!"
"Yeah, whatever. Staci, you're also safe."
"Ya, I knew it," Staci said, ducking to avoid the statue. "My great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather Oscar invented award ceremonies so-"
"Don't care. There's eight of you left, and only seven Gilded Chrises. Tyler!" Tyler perked up as Chris threw a statue to him. "Forgot you were on this season, dude, but you're safe." Tyler rolled his eyes but didn't complain about being safe. "Also safe are…Brick and Anne Maria."
"Ah phew," Anne Maria said, collecting her statue. "I was gonna say, cutting me out in the first episode woulda been your last mistake."
"Scott, you're also safe."
"Wait, really?" Scott said, raising an eyebrow. He caught the statue. "Huh, uh, I'll take it I guess."
Confessional
Scott: They had a free shot to take me out after all I did to them, and they didn't take it. Wow…they're even dumber than I thought! This game is gonna be mine all over again…
"Eva…Sam…you're both safe." Only one statue remained on the tray. Chris looked between the two people left. "Dakota…Blaineley…you're our bottom two for obvious reasons. Dakota, you beat up several people, destroyed three sets, and both trailers. It's a miracle I didn't just disqualify you outright. Blaineley, you're old and everyone kind of hates you. If it were me, I'd certainly vote for you."
"Well, you don't get a vote," Blaineley shot back.
"True enough, but everyone else sure does. We almost had a unanimous vote, but a 21-1 vote is still pretty telling." Blaineley and Dakota looked at one another. "The final Gilded Chris goes to…"
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"What?!" Blaineley said, surprised. She ducked to avoid the statue being lobbed at her head. "I-I mean, uh…" She looked at the other competitors. "Why?!"
"Freak-ota destroyed the trailers and punched me into a wall," Jo grumbled, folding her arms over her chest. "We can vote you out next episode."
Confessional
Blaineley: Okay, well that definitely didn't make me feel any better. But still…wow. Maybe I have a chance after all.
"Wait, so a 21-1 vote," Zoey said, looking over at Dakota. "Sam? You voted for her too?"
"No way!" Sam cried, standing up. "I voted for Blaineley-"
"Hey!"
"-so there has to be a mistake."
"No mistake Sam," Dakota said, standing up. "Dakota vote Dakota because Dakota is…sorry." She looked at everyone sadly. "Dakota needs break from TV…so Dakota can get back to being Dakota again." She started to walk towards the Lame-o-sine.
"I was on the phone with Dakota's father earlier," Chris said, "and he was going to pull Dakota out of the show anyway to get her treatment for her…uh…condition. Hopefully I'm not footing the bill." He muttered that last part under his breath. "Anyways, Dakota is our first loser."
"But…" Sam ran after his girlfriend as she opened the door to the Lame-o-sine. "Aw man, I was so excited for us to be competing again, this time as an actual couple. And now you're the first one out? This sucks…"
"Aww, it okay Sam," Dakota reassured, giving the gamer a big smooch on the cheek. "Win for us? Dakota wait for you back home. Love." She gave him a bone-crushing hug before climbing into the backseat of the limo.
Sam sighed and gave her a wave as the door shut. As the limo pulled away, a couple of the other contestants walked over to him.
"We're real sorry Sam," Zoey said, putting her hand on his shoulder. "It wasn't personal, but we didn't want anyone else to get hurt."
"I know," Sam replied, "it was probably for the best. I'm just gonna miss her is all." His shoulders sagged as he watched the limo pull out of view.
Back at the amphitheater, most of the other contestants who didn't really care about Sam or Dakota were still sitting around. "Hey Mclean," Jo said, "where are we supposed to sleep now?"
"Chef's still rebuilding the trailers," Chris explained, "so you guys will have to rough it tonight." Everyone groaned. "Then tomorrow we've got another exciting day of challenges." The camera zoomed in close. "With one day and twenty-one more to go, there's a lot of drama left in store. Who will be voted out next? What sort of crazy twists do I have planned? And in the end, who will win the million? Find out next time on another action-packed episode of Total…Drama…Revenge of the Action!"
Still In (21): Anne Maria, B, Blaineley, Brick, Cody, Dawn, Eva, Ezekiel, Jo, Katie, Lightning, Mike, Noah, Sadie, Scott, Sam, Sierra, Staci, Tyler, Zoey
Eliminated (1): Dakota
And there we have it, the first chapter of Total Drama Revenge of the Action. And our first boot is mutant Dakota. Originally I was gonna just throw Blaineley out in this chapter, but I started liking the vibe she had, and I was finding Dakotazoid to be more problematic for the rest of the cast. I didn't want to just reverse her mutation, so I figured first boot was fair. For a short while I was tempted to do the double elim just like in Action (goodbye Blaineley~) but decided against it.
So Total Drama Revenge of the Action serves as a way to let the second gen cast get more screentime as well as even the playing field for some of the cast members who didn't make it onto Action (particularly the girls who didn't compete in Action or World Tour).
Next episode will have more interactions between the cast as well as the formation of the teams~ But in the mean time, let me know what you think of the cast, what your hopes are for potential ships/interactions, and overall what you thought of the chapter!
Oh, and since FF cuts it off, here's the link to the full cast image: imgur (dot com slash) if4Rp5B. png
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