Happy whatever!
This story is now 783 pages long! Thanks for all your support, and stay tuned for when we cross the 1000-page mark! And now it's review time!
AUfan62: Thanks! There's some more in this chapter!
Gucci Mane LaFlare: Thanks! I like punishing Chris. And I'm glad I got the chance to tone back the Sky/Dave thing into something more reasonable!
Joel Connell: Thanks! I thought it would be extremely ironic if Sierra was her own undoing. I hated how the love triangle was drawn out in canon, because in real life it could be solved with little drama. Ditto Skave. Gwen was eliminated because people were uncertain what not outright saying she was dating Duncan meant about her trustworthiness; plus, Alejandro pulled some strings because Gwen's elimination would make Heather happy, and if Heather's happy, so's he. All TV shows must come to an end, and at least TD ended before it could deteriorate like Steven Universe has (though Dramarama doesn't really stand out among Cartoon Network's lineup, IMO it's very similar to many other shows they've aired).
Wednesday, December 6, 2017
"Last time on Total Drama – om nom nom! [Chris eating the pizza cake] The Gemmys are tomorrow on the seventh at seven, so I had the kids cook me up some grub! [Red Robins dumping greens into a bowl and walking away] There were some delicious dishes [Purple Pigs meal] and some kitchen nightmares! [The burning fish] Thanks to Mal, Mike's recently-released evil persona [Mal lacing the orange glop with capsaicin], the Blue Beetles lost! [Chris downing the smoothie] And thanks to a confessional that made him doubt his newfound relationship with Sky [the aforementioned confessional], Dave voted himself off! [Dave's elimination]"
Chris walked over to the VR machine. "Today we'll be having our thirtieth challenge, and you know what that means. That's right, it's another trip into the Total Drama Virtual Reality Generator." He strapped one of the VR helmets on.
A flash of light, and the scene shifted to a railyard. Chris was dressed in his normal clothes as he walked around in a passenger car. "We've engineered another fun challenge! Pun completely intended! Fifty-five contestants remain. Who's going to cook up the most fun and who'll lose all their stars? Find out here on
"Total.
"Drama!"
Theme song
*Instrumental*
A camera appeared from a trash can, scaring off a squirrel. Another came from a bucket, startling a pigeon. The third popped out from the middle of the tracks, only to be hit by a Kawasaki K LRV trolley.
Dear Mom and Dad, I'm doing fine
You guys are on my mind
A CNR U-1-a chuffed down the line, while many of the teens were taking pictures of it. Lightning was too close to the line and wasn't paying attention, and as a result was grazed by an incoming CNR EMD SD75I.
You asked me what I wanted to be
And now I think it's plain to see
Izzy inched towards the pantograph of a BC Rail GMD GF6C. She touched it, and got zapped. She fell off the roof with a giddy expression on her face.
I wanna be famous
Heather, Josee, and Taylor battled it out on top of a boxcar. They didn't notice the incoming tunnel.
*Instrumental*
Owen picked up a bathtub gondola filled to the brim with food of various types and poured it into his mouth, eating all of it in one bite.
I want to live close to the sun
Well, pack your bags cause I've already won.
Justin stood on the deck of the last car of a passenger train, taking in the air. He then got a face full of soot from a passing CNR J-3-a.
Everything to prove nothing in my way
I'll get there one day
Courtney sighed disinterestedly as an Ontario Northland Railway EMD FP7 passed with some tankers.
'Cuz I wanna be famous
Lindsay, Tom, and Jen were taking pictures of a CNR X-10a, the flash of their cameras blinding Cameron and causing him to stumble around.
Na na nana na na nana nana na na na na na naaaaah
Devin and Carrie air-guitared on the front platform of an CP EMD GP20C-ECO as it rolled along, with Beardo taking the place of its malfunctioning horn. Sugar wasn't paying attention at the crossing and nearly got hit by them, shaking her fist at them as they left.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
Scarlett and Harold modified an old caboose into a GIANT FRICKING TRANSFORMING ROBOT!
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous.
Noah and Emma watched the sun set over the railyard. Emma looked uncertain about something.
*Whistling*
At the campfire, as the other campers I didn't have time to name looked on excitedly, Jacques and Josee looked each other in the eyes...while they were being watched by some colorful British locomotives that had gray faces. The red L&YR Hughes K28 gagged at the mushiness.
Green Gators
Mike awoke to a piece of paper landing on his face. He removed it and realized that it was Courtney's old elimination list from the beginning of the series, dirty and worn from months of weathering. "If this gets into the wrong hands, she could be sent out today!" he exclaimed. "I'd better hide this until I get a chance to dispose of it for her." He slipped it under his mattress for safekeeping.
But little did he know that he himself would be his own undoing.
"Okay everyone, it's the last challenge before the Gemmys, so let's make it count!" Chris said. Everyone checked their seats for their teams.
Brick, Jen, Leshawna, Carrie, Bridgette, Owen, Taylor, Sugar, Duncan, Courtney, Geoff, Mike, Alejandro, Tom, Topher, Lightning, DJ, and Zoey's circles were black with a pile of coal on them.
Sierra, Noah, Emma, Jacques, Sammy, Amy, Cody, Josee, Eva, Heather, Cameron, Sam, Justin, Scarlett, Lindsay, Shawn, Jasmine, and Sky's were orange and had an oil drum on them.
Sanders, MacArthur, Ryan, Harold, Jo, Beardo, Jay, Izzy, Tyler, Dawn, Devin, Ella, Miles, Laurie, Crimson, Ennui, Stephanie, and B's were sky blue and had a lightning bolt.
And Sadie's circle was green and had a battery on it.
"Yes sirree, we're doing a trainspotting challenge today!" Chris confirmed. "The premise? I am a very important passenger who needs to get to the next station on time!" In that very moment, every teen silently decided to put aside their differences and work together to give Chris the absolute worst ride possible.
"If you got a black circle, you are the Super Steamers, and you're the lucky chumps assigned to take me! If you've got an orange circle, you're the Devious Diesels! Sick and tired of the steam engines always getting the good jobs because people idolize them, you've decided to take my passenger car yourselves!
"If you've got a blue circle, you are the Enforcing Electrics. You think the rivalry between steam and diesel is getting out of hand. So to teach them a lesson, you're going to try and take my car!
"If you've got a green circle, you are the Mole. You are a battery-powered electric locomotive in the body of a diesel. You will give the Enforcing Electrics the Devious Diesels' plans so they can stop them! But you can also double-cross them and take the passenger car for yourself! If you get caught, you get automatically sent to the sheds for the rest of the game and can't help them. When it comes to voting time, you will be counted with the Electrics.
"The winner is whoever delivers the car I'm in on time. You can move freight cars into cool designs to get points; whoever gets more moved even if they don't deliver me will be safe from elimination. Good luck!"
An intern pressed a button once everyone had their helmets strapped on, and footage of a dusty railyard appeared on the canvas screen...
Super Steamers
"Why are so many of us American locomotives?" Bridgette asked, eying the CENTRAL RAILROAD OF NEW JERSEY logo on her tender. She'd been turned into a beautiful blue 4-6-2 tender locomotive, a feedwater heater above her eyes like a bow.
"Presumably because there were a greater variety than those of Canada," Alejandro replied. He was a black 4-8-0 tender engine. two massive smoke deflectors on either side of his face. "Although judging by my basis, I appear to be of my homeland."
"Hey, how come I'm olive and not black like I should be?" Brick, now a military-grade 2-8-2 tender engine, asked.
"You don't seem to be meant for a specific railroad, so you take on the colors we're assigned in the virtual world," Jen, a big green streamlined 4-4-4-4 tender engine, explained. "Seriously, why in the virtual world do we all wear the same clothing?"
"So the idiots watching this show know who we are," Duncan, a streamlined silver-and-orange 4-4-2 tender engine, replied crossly. "Let's just get Chris and get this over with."
Devious Diesels
"So...where do you think Chris will be?" Sammy asked. She'd been turned into a sleek B-B cab unit, dark red with cerulean accents.
"At some station no doubt," Scarlett, a green B-B British diesel, explained. "What we should do first is find the passenger car meant to take him, then we can put that into a train, block the Steamers using the freight cars, then collect him."
Justin, a small dark blue B-B diesel switcher, noticed a passing Chef, who'd been turned into a mechanic. "Hey, Chef? Which passenger car is Chris staying in? Asking for a friend."
"He's gonna be in number eighty-four," Chef replied. "Can't make a deal with you kids, but I can at least do that."
"Excellent!" Scarlett beamed. "Once we find that car, we can take it for ourselves!"
"Yeah!" Amy agreed. She was the same class as Sammy, only dark red and light pink instead of dark red and cerulean, plus she was missing her cab and was just a uniform box shape. She tried to move, but failed. "What? Why can't I move?!"
"You're a B unit," Cameron, a dark blue, boxy, old-looking B-B diesel, explained nervously. "You...can't move under your own power. You're meant to give the A-unit extra strength for pulling bigger trains."
Hearing this, Sammy grinned deviously at her sister. "Oh, I'm gonna have lots of fun with this."
None of them noticed the black-and-green B-B diesel (or so it seemed) slip out of the yard.
Confessional – Cody.
"Ha-HA!" he laughed. The confessionals were in a roundhouse. "Sammy's getting really confident lately. And I for one love it!" He sighed. "Though Sierra doesn't seem to like that I have a girlfriend who isn't her. I should talk to her before she sabotages us to get Sammy voted out."
Enforcing Electrics
Sadie was the mole. She looked like a standard Norfolk Southern diesel, but the green accents on her otherwise black paintwork signified that she wasn't one now. She parked on the rails the Electrics were standing on. "Guys, Chris is in coach eighty-four, we have to move now!"
"Whoa, whoa, hold your horses," Ryan, now a massive dark red 2-C-C-2 electric engine with thin golden stripes, said. "We can't move just yet. We need to make a plan first."
"Well, we'd better make that plan quickly," Stephanie, turned into a black 2-C-2 engine who looked like a shorter version of Ryan's form, pointed out. "Otherwise we're losing this game!"
"Good point. Okay, Harold, you're the geek, figure out what we should be doin'."
"Of course," Harold, a big and proud-looking silver B-B electric engine with ocean blue accents, said graciously. "Okay, Chris said we get points if we make a fancy design out of the freight cars. Sanders, MacArthur, B, Jo, Beardo, Laurie, you're based on freight locomotives, so you're in charge of that."
B, an experimental-looking white C-C with orange accents, honked affirmingly.
"Now we need a passenger engine to take number eighty-four. Izzy, you're perma-coupled to your coaches, so you're not good here."
"Darn!" a silver-and blue bullet train grumbled.
"Tyler, your class has a history of needing frequent repairs, so also no."
Tyler, a banana-shaped red electric engine with white accents, fell apart right where he was standing. "Fine by me," he said weakly.
"On second thought, Laurie, you're taking him to the workshop. Now, I'm not gonna do it because I don't wanna seem selfish. Ryan, your base uses mercury in its rectifiers and PCBs in its transformers, so that's no good either. Jay, you're a multiple unit, so no on that too."
"Can ANY of us take the train if we've all got problems with our designs?!" Stephanie growled.
"I believe I can," Ella said softly. She was a black-and-silver electric engine with pink, orange, and blue accents.
"Yeah, Ella's perfect for this!" Harold realized. "Go on, Ella. We're counting on you."
Ella honked. "Then I shall do my best." She left, singing "If this train runs me right, I'll be home tomorrow night, 'cuz I'm nine hundred miles from my home~"
Super Steamers: Brick (USRA Heavy Mikado), Jen (PRR T1), Leshawna (SP GS-4), Carrie (Southern Railway PS-4), Bridgette (CNJ G3s), Owen (UP Big Boy), Taylor (C&O L-1), Sugar (PRR D6), Duncan (Milwaukee Road Class A Hiawatha), Courtney (NdeM GR-30), Geoff (SP AC-12), Mike (Central Pacific Super Mastodon), Alejandro (RENFE 240F), Tom (NYC J3a), Topher (ATSF 3460), Lightning (B&O P7a), DJ (JGR M-2), and Zoey (PRR K4).
Devious Diesels: Sierra (EMD GP7), Noah (Indian Railways WDM-3A), Emma (China Railways DF11), Jacques (EMD E9), Sammy (EMD F7A), Amy (EMD F7B), Cody (EMD SD60), Josee (SNCF Class BB 475000), Eva (UP EMD DDA40X), Heather (MP54AC), Cameron (B&O EMC 1800hp B-B), Sam (EMD SD40-2), Justin (Whitcomb 45t diesel-electric switcher), Scarlett (BR Class 17), Lindsay (UP GTEL Gen. 3), Shawn (GE U30c), Jasmine (UGL Rail C44aci), and Sky (EMD FP40H).
Enforcing Electrics: Sanders (Milwaukee Road ES-2), MacArthur (Milwaukee Road EP-2), Ryan (PRR GG1), Harold (EMD AEM-7), Jo (Milwaukee Road EF-4), Beardo (NYC S-Motor), Jay (Septa Silverliner V), Izzy (First Gen. Acela Express), Tyler (HHP-8), Dawn (ABB ALP-44), Devin (KTX-Sancheon), Ella (NJT ALP-46), Miles (GN Boxcab), Laurie (GN W-1), Crimson (Metra Highliner II), Ennui (PRR E3c), Stephanie (PRR P5a Modified), and B (Conrail EMD GM6C).
Mole: Sadie (Altoona Works BP4)
Hosts: Chris (special passenger), Chef (repair dude)
Some time later
"Okay, let's see what we've got," Leshawna, a black-and-orange streamlined 4-8-4 tender engine, said as she puffed into the yard. However, she stopped when she came across a green boxcar. "What? Sheesh, can't people pick up after themselves?" She shoved it into a siding. "Step aside, people, Leshawna's coming through!" Then she bumped into something much, much bigger.
It was a checkerboard made out of freight cars. Black tankers for the black squares, white covered hoppers for the white ones, with brown boxcars making up the outline.
"Aw, what? Who has the time for this?" Leshawna groaned.
"My thoughts exactly," Noah, a scarlet C-C diesel, agreed as he motored next to her. "We were gonna have Heather pull the train, as much as we hate her, and I was gonna build something to keep you guys away."
"So if neither of us...oh, [h word]!" Leshawna groaned, letting off a big cloud of steam. "That mole got us both good!"
"And the Electrics are going to pick up Chris as we speak, no doubt," Noah added.
Chris
"About TIME someone showed up!" Chris complained when Ella pulled into the station. He got into the train's red-and-teal six-axle coach, numbered 84 and named THE MCLEAN MACHINE, and Ella pulled away.
Confessional – Ella.
"Chris has seriously taxed my ability to be nice to everyone." Ella paused. "Wait, shouldn't I be pulling the train right now?"
Confessional – The Nerdinator.
"Toon Physics, man," I, turned into a Green Bay & Western C-38 2-8-0 tender engine, shrugged.
The yard
"Screw you guys," Noah grumbled as he pushed the freight cars out of the way.
"Hey, it was funny and you know it," Sanders, turned into a black-and-orange B-B steeplecab, said as she helped.
"I gotta admit, it was really creative," Leshawna agreed. "But how d'we even manage to have this much track?"
"Lack of realism, I suppose." Noah sighed. "Hey guys, you're women, right?"
"We both identify as female and have two X chromosomes, if that's what you're asking," Sanders said. "What's up?"
"It's Emma. She's been acting weird lately. Like, really insistent that we do schoolwork together. And angry."
"Well, first her sister was eliminated due to a questionable tiebreaker," Leshawna remembered, "so that's the fury part. And for the other thing, didn't she mention she got clingy sometimes with Jake?"
"And it started soon after Tyler exposed Duncan and Gwen, then it got worse after the last challenge when Sky and Dave had their own hiccup." Noah realized something. "She's afraid that our relationship's next, isn't she?"
"Probably. You should talk to her soon before it gets worse," Sanders said.
"Good call. Thanks a bunch, guys."
"Well, that drama can wait!" Chris said in his seat. "Will their training pay off? Find out after these messages."
Ella deliberately hit a bump in the rails and sent Chris headfirst into the seat in front of him. "Ow..."
Do da do da doo. Commercial break!
"And we're – WHOA!" Ella braked hard, sending Chris to the floor.
Ella sighed. "A freight train now of all times? Oh well, I guess I should've checked the timetables." Mike, as an old-looking brown 4-10-0 tender engine, was passing in front of her with a long line of cars.
"AND you should've checked behind you!" Ella turned her head and saw Tom, turned into a silver streamlined 4-6-4 tender engine, approaching her coach. He chuckled. "Victory is OURS!" Then he tried to take the coach...but failed.
"Aw, what? Man, I wish we had hands!" Suddenly, a pair of arms appeared from below his smokebox. "Oh yeah, I forgot we could do that." He uncoupled Ella's coach from her train and dropped it behind him, then coupled himself to it using a pair of arms extending from his tender's behind.
Chris was shook around like a piece of popcorn as the coach jostled.
"See you at the finish line!" Tom laughed as he chugged away.
"Now I see the reason his class is extinct in real life," Ennui, a black C-C electric engine, said monotonously crossly as he pulled up next to Ella. "Come. We have little time to waste."
"Right," Ella agreed, and they clicked off together with what was left of the passenger train.
Devious Diesels
"Here he comes!" Cody, a big yellow C-C diesel, said as Tom approached. "When I blast my horn, you guys jump out and snatch Chris' car. Got it?"
"Yessir!" Sam, a red with beige accents C-C diesel, agreed.
"I guess," Sierra, a purple boxy-looking B-B diesel, said dully. When Tom got close enough, Cody honked, startling the steam engine. Sam quickly rolled out, snatched the coach, and rolled away.
"Give that back!" Tom protested. Suddenly, a large mustard yellow D-D diesel pulled in front of him.
"Yeah, no," Eva said, before grabbing him and dragging him away as quickly as she came.
"C'mon gang, let's get this to Heather and win this," Sam said, pointing to the coach.
"Give me a minute, I need to talk to Sierra." Cody turned to her to the best of his ability. Not having a neck made it hard. "So I guess you're upset that I'm not dating you, huh?"
"A little," Sierra sighed. "I'm just...more upset with me, frankly. I've been such a stalker and a creep, and you never deserved any of that. Sammy...she's better for you than I am. I just...want you to be happy."
"Well, if you help us win, that'll be a good place to start," Cody smiled, then his expression faltered. "Didn't Dawn say your dad was like me?"
"Yeah, he was. He was a journalist and...he went to Iran for a story, and well, do the math."
"Oh, I'm sorry about that," Cody winced. "How's your mom holding up?"
"She fell in love with Chris, that's how I ended up being such a big fan of him."
"Are you two losers coming or not?!" Heather, turned into a sleek lilac B-B diesel with dull red and black accents, called from far away.
"Yes, Heather," Cody grumbled as he and Sierra motored off.
Super Steamers
"Okay Owen, we need to make sure that Tom doesn't lose Chris," Duncan said, unaware that he already had. "Get all those cars, and you'll make the biggest blockade ever! Plus, we'll get in there too in case we need to derail some twerps."
Owen, a massive black and silver 4-8-8-4 tender engine, gulped as he looked into the yard. "But Duncan, there's over 200 cars in there!"
"Owen, you're a big boy. Literally. You can handle that much weight."
"I'm not so sure," Courtney, a black 2-8-0 tender engine, said. "A lot of those cars look really heavy. And your other plan won't really work."
"Why not?"
"A lot of us don't have couplings in the front, Duncan! That includes you too, by the way!"
Duncan realized this and sighed. "Okay, so maybe we just have Mike or Geoff or maybe you at the back. Big deal!"
"Guys, we should probably stop arguing," Carrie, here a vibrant green 4-6-2 tender engine with gold trim, cut in. "We should probably have multiple trains if we're going to win this. Owen, take six dozen cars."
"The best number for donuts!" Owen realized.
"Duncan, Courtney, you two and I are taking fifteen each. That should be enough for all of us and will let us stagger our security. Got it?"
"Sounds good to me," Duncan shrugged.
Confessional – Duncan.
"Huh. For a Misfit she's pretty clever. Why Devin hasn't recognized she'd be better for him than that Shelley bimbo is beyond me. Oh, wait, no, it isn't." He laughed at his own joke, unaware of the irony.
Enforcing Electrics
"Looks like the steamers had the same idea as us," Jo, turned into a bright orange double-ended 2-D+D-2 electric engine, muttered as she looked on the many trains in front of her and Izzy. "Iz, you're gonna have to thread the needle and–"
"Get to the other side?" Jo's jaw dropped when she saw that Izzy was already there.
"Atta girl, Izzy!" Jo said after shaking herself out of her trance. "See if you can screw up the switches and lead these guys elsewhere."
"I'm on it!" Suddenly, she stopped moving and couldn't start up again. "Or maybe I'm not. Who knows?"
"Dangit!" Jo growled. "Someone must've found the generator and took it out! Without that, we can't move!"
"Oh, that's horrible!" Owen exclaimed as he stopped nearby. "I wonder who did it?"
"Owen, quit talking to the enemy and move your fat tender!" Duncan shouted from somewhere.
"Sorry, I gotta go," Owen winced. "But I'll come back for you guys, I promise."
"Thanks, Big O," Izzy grinned.
"Owen!" Owen sighed and left.
Confessional – Owen.
"Noah said that as Misfits we should be willing to extend a hand to anyone," Owen said. "But a lot of people don't seem to want to extend theirs back."
Super Steamers
It was, of course, Sugar who'd done it. She'd been turned into an old slate gray 4-4-0 tender engine and was chuckling darkly. She'd thrown Heather into the power generator. "Ha-HA! Now that stupid car's gonna be mine!" The car was lying on its side. Inside, Chris was very, very dazed and very, very bruised.
"Sugar, you TWIT!" Alejandro growled. "You had no need to hurt my beloved!"
"Oh, sure, now you like me," Heather grumbled painfully.
"Screw that! We're gonna win this for sure thanks to me!"
"Hey, she took out one of the teams, that's good enough for me," Duncan said nonchalantly. Behind him, Topher, turned into a light blue 4-6-4 tender engine, rerailed the coach.
As the argument continued, Sammy, towing Amy behind her, noticed an opportunity. "If we can get that passenger car we can win this! The station isn't too far from here, so we've got a good chance. Amy, you're gonna need to give us a boost."
"And why should I?"
"I'll tell people not to vote for you the next time you're on the losing team."
Amy was very tempted by that. "Done." She ramped up her engine alongside her sister. Then they took off, shoving into the coach and speeding away.
"HA!" Heather said, before coughing.
"I got a crane," Emma, turned into a dark blue boxy C-C diesel with white trim, said as she pulled up. "Even though I don't like Heather, she still doesn't deserve being used as a human battering ram."
The Prescott twins pulled into the station and Chris, heavily injured, stumbled out of the car. Suddenly, they erupted in a flash of blue light...
And in the real world, Chris was glaring at everyone. "What the heck was that?!"
"Karma, I believe it's called," Shawn quipped, earning some laughs.
"Well then. The Devious Diesels got me to the station, so therefore they win! Your prize? An all-expenses-paid trip to the Canadian Railway Museum!
"Enforcing Electrics, you made a really cool blockade! And Sadie, our beloved mole, you never got caught!"
Confessional – Sadie.
"Yes! I didn't mess this up! Katie's gonna be so proud of me!"
"Your prize? Chicken salad, oysters, rice croquettes, sweet potatoes, and coffee!
"Super Steamers. For the iconic locomotives you sure messed up bigtime. You didn't make very cool blockades AND you lost my coach! Meet me at the campfire at eight, Super Steamers, you're being withdrawn!"
Mike gasped...
Inside Mike's mind...
Mal arose from the floor, grinning maliciously. "Oh no!" Svetlana shrieked. "The evil one is of back!"
"And evil one will be of forever!" Mal replied, mocking her broken English. He stomped the floor and it cracked into pieces, and began to shove Mike's alternates down the newly-formed chasms.
Mike gulped as Mal approached him. "Sayonara, original! It's Mal's body now!" the alter cackled.
"Mal, you can't do this!"
"I can and I will. Now EVERYONE will fear me, for I will use that five million bucks to TAKE OVER THE WORLD!" He stomped again, and Mike screamed as he fell into the depths of his subconscious.
Some time later
Mal, disguising himself as Mike, ran out of his cabin. "Hey guys! I found an elimination list in my cabin! Whoever was in it before me must've hidden it under my bed!"
"What? Lemme see that!" Taylor snatched it from him. "Me gone fifth! FIFTH!" she roared.
"And I would've been gone fiftieth," Geoff noted. "Huh, they must find me sorta okay but still tricky."
"I know that handwriting! It's Courtney's!" Duncan exclaimed. Some of the team glared at Courtney, who chuckled nervously. Mal grinned sadistically.
Confessional – Mal.
"It's so easy. Take the heat off me and put the heat on her." Mal chuckled as he wrote COURTNEY on a piece of paper.
Confessional – Courtney.
"I thought I threw that stupid list out months ago! And I'm not too good with people, but I know Mike would never do something like that. It's more likely that his rogue personality Mal is back." She wrote SUGAR on a piece of paper. "So I'm gonna not get on his bad side, plus Sugar's paying for beating up Heather."
Confessional – Taylor.
"You're paying for wanting me out early!" She wrote COURTNEY on a piece of paper.
Confessional – Brick.
"Owen told me about how mean Duncan was to him about talking to Izzy and Jo. The other teams may have been our enemies today, but the next time they'll be our allies. One must adapt if they're to survive." He wrote DUNCAN on a piece of paper.
"Here's how we do eliminations," Chris said. "We use the marshmallow system here. When I call your name, come get one." There were eighteen marshmallows on the plate, four of which were colored. "The marshmallows are color-coded to show how many votes you got at the drama depot. White means no votes against you, and the recipients are Brick, Jen, Leshawna, Carrie, Bridgette, Owen, Taylor, Geoff, Mike, Tom, Topher, Lightning, DJ, and Zoey."
When they were done, Chris pointed to the blue marshmallow. "Blue means you received only one vote against you. Alejandro, this is yours."
Next, Chris pointed to the green marshmallow. "Green means you got more than one vote, but are still safe. Sugar has a pair tonight."
"Aw, what? I thought people had stopped votin' fer me!" Sugar complained.
"You thought wrong. In fact, I don't think you think at all!" Topher retorted.
Two colored marshmallows were left. "Orange means you're on the chopping block, but are safe. Red means you're done. Courtney. Duncan."
The ex-lovers glared at each other.
"Courtney, your elimination chart has made you some enemies. Duncan, your passiveness AND aggressiveness has made you some enemies too. But one of you has two enemies more...
...
...
...
...
"And that chump is NOT Duncan!"
Courtney groaned, trying hard to hold back her tears.
Confessional – Jen.
"This time I didn't vote Courtney because I believed Mike right off the bat. If that even is him right now. I voted for her because she's smart and athletic, two things that I'm not as good at being. Plus, Courtney's not afraid to mess up her makeup or clothing if she gets dirty, putting me at a disadvantage."
Confessional – Cody and Lindsay.
"I was turned into this gigantic yellow thing, what was I?" Lindsay asked. "'Cuz I don't think it was one of you guys."
"You were a Union Pacific gasoline turbine, meant to replace the Big Boys but failing," Cody explained.
"Oh!" A pause. "I wish Tyler could've been around to help more instead of needing to be put back together."
"Me too, he's a cool guy."
"Cool is of course a relative term!" Chris said. He stood at the campfire. "Thirty down. Fifty-four remain. Who'll become a legend of the rails and who won't? Find out on
"Total.
"Drama!"
Suddenly, a gigantic mutant common musk turtle appeared out of nowhere. Chris screamed and ran away as the reptile chased him.
Votes:
Brick – Duncan
Jen – Courtney
Leshawna – Duncan
Carrie – Duncan
Bridgette – Duncan
Owen – Duncan
Taylor – Courtney
Sugar – Courtney
Duncan – Courtney
Courtney – Sugar
Geoff – Duncan
Mal – Courtney
Alejandro – Courtney
Tom – Courtney
Topher – Sugar
Lightning – Courtney
DJ – Didn't vote
Zoey – Alejandro
Results: 8-6-2-1 Courtney-Duncan-Sugar-Alejandro
Eliminated: Staci, Leonard, Tammy, Leshaniqua, Spud, Chet, Dakota (ii), Phil (r), Ellody, Rock, Rodney (t), Anne Maria, Mickey, Jazz (r), Max, Mary, Junior, Zeke (t), Beth, Brody, Scott, Lauren, Brady, Lorenzo (t), Katie, Trent, Kitty, Gwen, Dave, Courtney
Known active immunity idols: Josee (Crimson), Owen, Carrie, Tyler, Sammy, Lindsay (Noah), Geoff (Geoff), Justin (Ella), Duncan (Alejandro)
Future eliminations immunized against: Emma (4)
Bonus clip:
Chef was still in the virtual world. "Hm...I wonder if I can turn myself into a train?" He fiddled with some buttons in the floor and then...
Turned into a white 53' Canadian Pacific refrigerator car. "Well, I guess this is my trainsona or whatever. Not bad at all. Though I wish I was self-powered or whatever it's called."