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Polluxation: Thanks! Cornwall Balderdash was one of five other personalities Mike had that Mal killed before his containment. I'll have a chapter later where Zoey learns this story from Cameron. That's how I characterize Owen in THD – he always looks on the bright side of life. The Emma Bomb will go off here because I'm tired of putting it off. When it comes to writing, it's definitely the reviews, since they give me a justification for keeping at this job! I don't really plan these things, I just read the wiki and get random ideas for gags and who's going next, then I do the tedious work of stringing it all together.
EndeavorT: Because the Misfits are Mike's friends, and Mal wants them gone first because he's petty that way. That, and the Misfits are the show's largest voting block, so he needs his enemies to cut them down before he can go after them.
AUfan62: Thanks! In due time.
Gucci Mane LaFlare: Thanks!
KilllaKirika: She'll be appearing in other places, but she won't be returning to the show itself.
Doctor Brain: Thanks! Mike has no choice in the matter. Mal is the youngest of Mike's personalities here, so he devised his protection like a shell: the further deep you go, the younger the personalities, and the harder beating their respective traps becomes. Only when the last of them has been defeated can Mike do his epic battle with Mal and retake his own body. I don't watch the series, but I stumbled across the song one day and thoroughly enjoyed it.
Joel Connell: Thanks! Tom doesn't count as a Misfit, he's just neutral in this scheme of things. I'll try to get in touch with that author, I've been wondering what happened to it too, and I hope you find your account info too. The Prescotts are older than Cody by a lot, as they were born on September 25 (the Canadian airdate for the episode Sammy was eliminated in), 2000. Two chapters from now will be an original Christmas-themed challenge, and mistletoe will of course be involved. A few RR countries will be shown too. Speaking of...
Monday, December 18, 2017
"Last time on Total Drama – we inspected gadgets! [Harold swatting Geoff's hand] Though Harold's footage didn't make it into the show [previously unseen footage of Harold trying to lure Owen in with a sandwich, but Owen was too distracted to notice] some other stuff did! [Emma screaming at Duncan] I pretended to be dead [the dummy falling out of the safe] and the kids had to work out how it happened. The Precious Peridots weren't able to figure it out, so Izzy got the boot [Izzy's elimination] with a little help from Mal. [Previously unseen footage of Mal replacing DJ and Ella's votes with two slips of paper, in their forged handwriting, reading IZZY] On the flipside, the Kooky Kunzites were able to correctly build the strange machine that killed me [the Rube Goldberg machine]. Although seriously, TYLER of all people figured it out! TYLER! [montage of Tyler's various mishaps]"
"Chris, you're getting off-topic," Carly said from offscreen.
"Oh, right." Chris stood at the Dock of Shame. "Fifty-one contestants remain. Who'll ride the river of lava to victory and who'll crash and burn? Find out here on
"Total.
"Drama!"
Theme song
*Instrumental*
A camera appeared from the snow-covered bushes, scaring off a squirrel. Another came from a tree, startling a blue jay. The third popped out of the ground, hitting a passing Harold in the groin. Jacques laughed at him, but stopped when he saw Leshawna glaring at him.
Dear Mom and Dad, I'm doing fine
You guys are on my mind
The camera flew across the snowy island, passing Chris getting pampered by a disgusted Phil, Jo and Eva arm-wrestling, Dave attempting to flirt with Sky, Trent performing a song in front of an approving Ella, Crimson and Ennui staring blankly into space, and Jasmine fighting a mutated anglerfish.
You asked me what I wanted to be
And now I think it's plain to see
DJ, Miles, and Laurie were one with the few animals still awake during winter. Then Dawn showed up. DJ invited her to join them, while the Vegans glared at her.
I wanna be famous
Heather, Josee, and Taylor battled it out on the frozen lake in a game of hockey. Josee knocked the puck so hard it went flying right into one of B's inventions on the other side of the lake. Bridgette and Geoff watched, then the latter pulled out a card reading "7.5".
*Instrumental*
Owen trudged across the ice covering the river, which quickly broke under his weight. He jumped out of the water shivering. From afar, Sasquatchanakwa rolled his eyes as if to say "lightweight". Then Izzy appeared behind him and knocked him to the ground, before pulling out a camera and taking a picture of her catch.
I want to live close to the sun
Well, pack your bags cause I've already won.
Mike looked into a mirror and smiled at what he saw. His reflection included those of his alternate personalities, who were happily admiring their looks. Then an emo version of Mike, with his hair flipped over his face, suddenly appeared in the back, frightening everyone.
Everything to prove nothing in my way
I'll get there one day
Chef roasted the remains of a mutated rat in the cafeteria over the stove in front of the campers. Ryan and Stephanie looked at each other, then back at Chef with their game faces on. Behind them, Tyler, Lindsay, Zoey, Cameron, Sam, and Lightning mingled.
'Cuz I wanna be famous
Amy attempted to tackle Sammy, but Cody appeared and shoved her aside, before pulling Sammy into a hug. Behind them, Sierra cursed to herself.
Na na nana na na nana nana na na na na na naaaaah
Courtney, Duncan, and Gwen watched Sugar engage in a slap-fight with MacArthur to Sanders' disapproval. Courtney was holding Duncan's hand, but the latter was secretly checking out Gwen.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
Carrie and Devin sat together in the Climate Hall, the one warm part of the island left, when it suddenly began raining, and then the door opened, causing both to get very cold. It turned out Alejandro had been responsible. He grinned evilly at the camera. But he didn't notice Brick spying on him. Brick's eyes narrowed.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous.
Topher chatted with Dakota, who was busy with intern work. Behind them, Scarlett breathed a sigh of relief as she looked behind the good cabin. Because of the colder weather, the lustblossoms were dormant.
*Whistling*
At the campfire, as the other campers I didn't have time to name looked on excitedly, Noah and Emma looked each other in the eyes...and then Justin interrupted the moment by appearing between them. They gave him immediate death glares, causing him to run off. The couple looked back at the camera with raised eyebrows.
Campfire
"Hello everybody! How are we doing today?" Chris asked.
"Cold," Taylor grunted. "I'm cold."
"And my long underwear itches," Harold added, scratching his legs with his mittens.
"Well, do you know what's named after the cold but is actually pretty warm?"
"Chef?" DJ asked.
"No! Iceland!" Chris tsked. "I was speaking literally, not metaphorically, Deej!"
"Worth a shot," DJ shrugged.
"Anyway, Blaineley and I recently found out that, despite our Irish and Scottish-sounding surnames, most of our ancestry is in fact Icelandic! So the westernmost Nordic country shall be today's theme."
"Doesn't Greenland count as Nordic?" Eva asked.
"The Greenlandians don't think so. First off, I will break you into three teams of seventeen apiece. Each member of each team will be color-coded and will need to work together to pull today's challenge off. First off, one of you will listen to me speak butchered Icelandic through an old boombox and then run across a field of geysers, replicated by our pseudomines, and repeat that phrase to Halldora Scheving, an authentic Icelandian." A Caucasian noirette woman in a swan-themed coat stood on the other side of the field and waved to them.
"Bold of you to assume there are counterfeit Icelandians," Noah quipped, earning some laughs.
"Yeah, well...shut up! And you'll have to do it right, because Halldora here doesn't speak a lick of English."
First Guest Confessional – Halldora.
"Of coursh I can shpeak English!" she griped. "I jusht have a thick acshent!" She sighed. "Shtupid Canadians. And I thought the Americans were ignorant!"
"Next, one of you will navigate the island and look for a fossil! Don't expect anything like a dinosaur, because the island didn't form until eighteen million years ago. You'll be mostly looking for stuff like petrified wood, or bugs, or shells.
"Lastly, the final participant will be eating a big Icelandic meal called a Þorramatur! This is made up of the following parts:
"Fermented Greenland shark! Lactic acid-cured ram dingleberries squished into a cube! The boiled head of said ram! Head cheese made from the cheeks of a ewe! Pudding made from the liver of the ram! Sausage made from the blood of both sheep! Buttered wind-dried wolffish! Rye bread! Smoked lambchops from the child of both sheep! The loins of the ewe cured in lactic acid! Seal flippers cured in lactic acid! Whale blubber pickled in sour milk! And mashed turnips."
"Wow, they don't waste any part of their sheep!" Owen said in respectful awe. Everyone else, sans the Goths, just looked sick.
"Chris, we can just eat part of the meal, right?" Miles asked.
"Nope! Gotta eat all of it. Now, for teams. Owen, Devin, DJ, Duncan, Leshawna, Shawn, Sierra, MacArthur, Zoey, Scarlett, Tyler, Jen, B, Amy, Sanders, Bridgette, and Lightning. You are the Galloping Geysers!
"Noah, Carrie, Brick, Eva, Harold, Jasmine, Cody, Beardo, Mike, Sky, Lindsay, Ella, Cameron, Stephanie, Geoff, Sugar, and Taylor, you are the Fossil Finders! Everybody else, you're the Sheep Slurpers."
Miles and Laurie realized what team they were in and were appalled. "Chris, this is blatantly disrespectful of our life choices! Can't we switch with someone doing the fossils?" Laurie asked.
"Sorry girls, but Reiki energy ain't gonna land you a conch."
"You're pronouncing it wrong, the 'ch' at the end is pronounced like a 'k'," Miles interrupted.
"Says who?"
"Says Greek-doesn't-have-the-'chuh'-sound!"
"Okay, okay! But still. I got your teams by random assortment."
Confessional – Chef.
Chef laughed heavily before his face grew serious. "Doubtful."
"And I am NOT about to mess that up." The Vegans sighed, aware they'd get nowhere with him.
"Winning will be determined by time. Whichever of you three teams has the shortest net completion time wins! Now for the colored teams, the teams from my anniversary-set challenge modified to account for the eliminated." He pressed a button from his remote and his chart raced into view, the contestants' names on a different color of post-it: the twelve distinct color families as before, plus royal blue, burgundy, mint green, highlighter yellow, and tan. "Denoting each of these will be some nifty colored snowpants! Get these on and then prepare for our first leg!"
Key: regular bold is Galloping Geysers, italics is Fossil Finders, underlined is Sheep Slurpers.
Red: Owen, Noah, Emma.
Orange: Devin, Carrie, Sadie.
Yellow: DJ, Brick, Ennui.
Green: Duncan, Eva, Sam.
Cyan: Leshawna, Harold, Topher.
Blue: Shawn, Jasmine, Heather.
Purple: Sierra, Cody, Sammy.
Black: MacArthur, Beardo, Laurie.
White: Zoey, Mike, Jay.
Gray: Scarlett, Sky, Miles.
Pink: Tyler, Lindsay, Jo.
Brown: Jen, Ella, Justin.
Royal Blue: B, Cameron, Crimson.
Burgundy: Amy, Stephanie, Ryan.
Mint Green: Sanders, Geoff, Josee.
Highlighter Yellow: Bridgette, Sugar, Alejandro.
Tan: Lightning, Taylor, Jacques.
Cyan
"You can do it, Leshawna!" Harold said encouragingly. "Show those false geysers your mad skillz!"
"That's what I'm planning to do, baby! Good luck finding the fossils! Oh, and Topher, good luck on getting all that stuff down!"
"I'll need a lot of that," Topher said, gulping uneasily.
Royal Blue
Deciphering Icelandic will be a bit easier for me than avoiding the geysers will be, B said, frowning at his chubby thighs.
"Don't worry, B. All you need to do is wait for everyone else to pass over them, and then you'll know where they are," Cameron said. "Crimson?"
"Ennui and I have a much greater portion of our ancestry as Icelandic than even Chris and Blaineley do," she replied monotonously. "We'll be fine. Death is just a natural part of life."
"Well said."
Green
"Uh, Chris?" Sam asked. "When you said we have to eat everything...does that include the bones?"
"Nope! But every calorie of soft tissue must be eaten! That includes eyes."
Sam grimaced. "Please tell me you removed the brains. I don't want a prion disease."
"Nope, there's no brain in any of those ovine noggins!" Sam sighed in relief.
Red
"I wish I was the one doing the eating part, I don't mind eating a seal if my life depends on it," Owen remarked.
"We do too," Emma replied. "But hey, the dinosaurs employing us now that the canon series is over eat weirder crap on a regular basis. I'll be fine."
"Are you sure about that? Because I think there are some things we need to talk about." He winked in Noah's direction when he finished saying that.
"Like what?"
"Galloping Geysers! Please start your engines!" Chris called.
"Sorry, I gotta go. But you two go do what you need to do!" Owen said, bounding off.
Confessional – Owen.
"That was a lot of 'oo' words! I'm a poet and I didn't even know it!"
Confessional – Jacques.
"Owen, all offense intended, there are a lot of things you don't know."
Galloping Geysers
Chris played the boombox. A garbled "Mig langar að fara framhjá" came out of it. Once it had, everyone started running. Except for B, who was sticking to his plan. As predicted, everyone else who was running the geyser gauntlet found the pseudomines for him. After that, B began running.
"Meg langer aw farb rim[CENSORED]?" Amy, the first to arrive, asked before immediately realizing what she'd said, her eyes widening in horror. Halldora blushed in embarrassment. "DANGIT!" Amy cursed before running back.
Tyler and Devin saw this and laughed. Halldora cocked an eyebrow at them and made a beckoning motion. "Oh crap, I was so busy laughing I forgot what to say," Tyler gulped.
"Me too," Devin agreed. They sighed and went back to the start.
Red
"So...what did Owen want us to discuss?" Emma asked the Scheming Cynic.
"He wanted me to get things straight with you. Emma, you have been acting really strangely over the last month. And it's starting to get in the way of things," Noah replied. "I remember you saying you could get obsessive at times. Is this one of them?"
Emma paled. "Uh...well, after the whole Gwen thing, I kinda realized that people in relationships are getting...targeted. And I...didn't want that to be true for us."
"Emma, you are absolutely right. And do you know why? It's Alejandro. He struck a Final Ten deal with the Ice Dancers and they're deliberately separating couples. Because they want to get you nervous that I'll catch on and break up with you, to drag all of us under."
Emma growled. "Are you kidding me?! What a rotten move!"
"I know." Noah paused. "Were you afraid?"
"Deathly. I didn't...I didn't want to lose you."
"Did Jake threaten to break up with you over trivial stuff?" She nodded weakly. "Emma, I'm not Jake. If I were to break up with you, and that's extremely unlikely at this point, to be frank, then it'd be because things just didn't work any more. But now?" He pulled her close. "I wouldn't give you up for anything. Not even five million dollars."
Emma sniffled. "Th-thank you."
Galloping Geysers
Jen reached the other side. "Mig langar að fara framhjá." Halldora smiled and nodded. "Ó, og ég líkar við kjólina þína!"
This shocked Halldora into English. "You shpeak Ishlandic?"
"Yeah! My half-brother and I decided to learn it for funzies. Oh, and you speak English? Huh. Guess Chris lied again as always." She ran off.
Confessional – Jen.
"Though I shouldn't be too surprised, English is very widely spoken in Iceland."
Brown
"Ella! We can pass now!" Jen exclaimed.
"That's good to know!" Ella raced off, singing to herself. "Will I find an ancient shell, or a fragment of a tree? I don't really care, because I love a mystery~"
"We SO have to find out how she can summon music from nowhere," Jen remarked.
"Agreed," Justin nodded.
"But that can wait for another day!" Chris said. "Will Ella's early lead help her team win? Find out after these messages."
Do da do da doo. Commercial break!
"And we're back!" Chris said to the audience. "While you were gone, Zoey managed to get the phrase right too!"
White
Zoey panted before faceplanting into the snow. "Everything burns," she groaned, her voice muffled.
"Well, we don't have time for that," "Mike" scowled. He raced off.
"That was weird," Jay commented. "Mike isn't normally so impatient."
"Yeah..." Zoey pondered.
Confessional – Zoey.
"And to think that I was starting to like him like him!" she sighed. "Well, then again theoretically it's not Mike who's changed..."
Meanwhile, Mal lurked around in the forest before spotting something gray and stringy-looking. He inspected the rock and confirmed that it was a petrified piece of wood. "Bullseye," he smirked.
Suddenly, a big purple thing crashed through the trees and made off with the fossil. Mal groaned as he gave chase to Sasquatchanakwa. "Man, Svetlana's strength would be really handy right here! Where the bloody heck is she?!"
Mike's Mind
Mike and Chester took away the last of the wires hooking Svetlana into place. "You're free now," Mike said.
"Thank you lots!" Svetlana beamed. "I was tired of having to give my strength to him whenever he so pleased. But we needings to get out of here before he comes back."
"Yes, but here's the thing," Chester said, pointing to the precarious assortment of metal platforms behind him. "Svetlana, we can't cross those unless you press that button on the other side."
"That will be of easy!" Svetlana cracked her knees and raced forward, before realizing how big the first gap was. "Maybe not."
"Don't worry! I'll just summon giant versions of everyone who has a flat head in our original artstyle to fill in the larger gaps!" Mike snapped his fingers and copies of Leshawna, Duncan, Noah, Heather, Sammy, Harold, Tyler, Emma, Kitty, Trent, Dawn, Eva, and Zeke. "Wow, that's...a lot of us."
Nonetheless, the addition of the mute clones was a big help. "Guess you are good for something after all," Svetlana remarked to the Heather clone, who flipped her off (pixellated) in response. She reached the other side after bouncing off the Zeke clone's toque and pressed a button. Mike dissipated the clones as the platforms extended into each other, then he and Chester raced up them and they, plus Svetlana, slid down the opposing wall.
"Stinks we can only do this in challenges when Mal's distracted," Mike panted. "Any word from what's going on out there?"
"No, Mal never tells us what to do. Only that we're needed to give him our talents."
"SVETLANA!"
They gasped. Thinking quickly, Mike summoned a Svetlana clone where the original once stood. She was colored in Mike's colors instead of her own, but the darkness of the surrounding flesh meant Mal didn't notice.
"Svet, do me a favor and give me your strength so I can beat the stupid monkey!" Mal paused. "When did the platforms get extended?" He shrugged and pressed a button at the bottom, retracting them and unwittingly trapping his enemies closer to him. He disappeared, and soon after, Mike dissolved the clone and collapsed.
"Phew," was all he could say.
Gray
Back in the real world, the Gray team was catching up. Scarlett, overhearing Jen and Zoey say the correct phrase, memorized it and gave Sky a headstart. The Wannabe Olympian was able to swiftly navigate through the forest and come up with a fossilized birch leaf. This put them early for starting the final part.
"Okay Miles, you can do this!" Sky said encouragingly.
"But...I'm a vegan!"
"Veganism is a choice," Scarlett reminded her. "Omnivory is written in your genes and expressed in your gut and jaws."
"The Earth Mother won't be happy that I've eaten an animal that someone else killed!"
"I think she'll be more unhappy that you're denying your real nature. And plants are living things too, you know. If she didn't want life to be killed, we'd all be photosynthetic." Miles' eyes widened and she considered this. Sighing in defeat, she walked over to the Þorramatur.
"Let's get this over with," she sighed, before biting down into the seal flipper on her color-coded plate. "Yuck."
Red
While Noah was fossil-hunting, Owen plodded over to Emma. "Hey, Em? Did Noah talk to you?"
"He did." She looked at him curiously. "Owen? You're taking Izzy's elimination rather well. Can I ask why?"
"Well, I just like to look on the bright side of life, is all."
"Gee, I hadn't noticed," she laughed.
"Izzy's still alive, and she still loves me. She's just not in the running for the money anymore. And there are good things about that! Like, I don't have to vote for her and feel guilty about that for the rest of the show."
"True."
"And Chris isn't going to be able to hurt her now."
"Also true."
"So keep in mind, Emma. This is a TV show, not the end of the world. The end of our lives might not be affected by this at all."
"I suppose you're right. How'd you all meet?"
"Noah and I met in second grade. I didn't have many friends, and he only had Izzy and Eva, the original Team E-Scope. So I kinda stuck with them, because they knew what it was like to get bullied like I was."
"And that's how the Misfits began?"
"The Misfits are a continuum," Owen replied. "They've been around from the start. But when we started ninth grade? That Misfits, for the first time, found a leader. Noah's not the best person, he procrastinates and he's hesitant to trust people, but he's good where it counts: he's smart, brave, and in his own way, compassionate. If I don't win this show, I hope my little buddy does instead."
"Me too," Emma nodded. "Say, Owen? What if we renamed our alliance Team E-Scope in Izzy's honor?"
"She'd love that."
"I found a stick!" Noah said, entering with a fossilized stick. "Emma, it's up to you now." He kissed her cheek. "Good luck, babe!"
Emma blushed as red as her team's snowpants and raced off.
Confessional – Noah.
"B's right. I have been taking my love life too slow. I guess this counts as ramping it up a little bit."
Some time later
Eventually, all of the fossils had been found, and the Sheep Slurpers were, well, doing their thing. Crimson and Ennui slowly but steadily ate through the entire meal, and finished first for their respective teams.
However, Jay, who was last to arrive, was struck by his bad luck once again. He took off his gloves and set his hands down on the tablecloth. The profuse sweat on his hands almost instantly froze, sticking him to the table. "Oh, no."
"I can help with that," Alejandro said. He picked up his sheep head and quickly ate all the flesh off its lower jaw, then broke it off and then broke that into two pieces. He used one of the mandibles to try and pry Jay's hands off the table.
Then, the part of the bench Jay was sitting on broke, sending Jay, and all of the food not yet eaten, to the ground. "Jay!" Heather growled. "Quit being such a klutz!"
"I would, but I don't know where the off switch is," he groaned from the ground.
"Well, that's just peachy!" Chef groaned. "Good thing I already have a surplus of this stuff. Anyone who hasn't eaten everything, you're getting what you didn't eat replaced!"
Emma, who'd been smart enough to catch her plate before it fell, narrowed her eyes at Alejandro.
Confessional – Alejandro.
"Don't think sabotaging my own team has not been forgotten as an effective strategy," he chuckled. "I may get some votes, but I believe most of them will still be directed at Jay."
More time later
Chef replaced all the food and everyone resumed eating. Sans Emma, who'd finished already. "Blech," she grimaced after eating the last sheep eyeball. "How do people eat these things?"
"You're one to talk. Don't you Chinese eat bear bile or somethin'?" Sugar asked.
"Emma's family has lived in Canada for six generations, numbnuts!" Ryan snapped. "Sheesh girl, can't you go one day without offending someone?"
"Can't people go one day without being offended by pointless crap?"
"Can I hit her now?" Duncan asked Leshawna.
"Go right ahead, Duncan." Duncan grinned and picked up the now-lifeless boombox, before proceeding to chase her with it. Everyone laughed, causing the Sheep Slurpers to choke on their food.
"So I guess this plan increases their net completion time?" Harold asked.
"I guess, I just wanted Sugar to get her karma. Seriously, all people of color gotta stick up for each other!"
"Doesn't white count as a color?"
"Yeah, but white trash don't."
"Fair enough."
Even more time later
"Well now," Chris said. "It seems that the Sheep Slurpers have finally eaten all of their food!"
"No thanks to Jay," Laurie grimaced, swallowing one last lump of turnip. "This was disgusting and offensive to our life choices."
"Hey, on the bright side, you aren't Vegans anymore." Laurie's pupils shrank.
"Don't worry, sweetie," Miles said gently, taking her hand. "Scarlett told me that we're humans, that we're meant to eat meat as well as plants. I guess that's our job in the circle of life."
"That's not what the internet said."
"Half the internet is deliberate misinformation spread by sadists who get off to people getting emotionally hurt," Eva snarked.
"True..."
"Anyways, let's get to the timing! The Galloping Geysers took a total of 133 minutes, or about seven minutes, forty-nine-and-a-half seconds per person, to complete their part of the challenge. The Fossil Finders took a total of 125 minutes, 42 seconds, or about seven minutes, twenty-four seconds per person, to complete their part of the challenge.
"Lastly, the Sheep Slurpers...hoo boy, you took forever to finish with a total of 438 minutes, 33.6 seconds or about twenty-five minutes, forty-eight seconds per person. You guys lose the challenge, and the Fossil Finders win it! Meet me at the campfire at eight, Sheep Slurpers, someone's going to the funny farm!"
Guy's Alliance
"So who are we voting for?" Ryan asked.
"Jay, without a doubt. His misfortunes may spread to us," Alejandro replied quickly.
"Aren't you too smart to believe in superstitions like that?"
"I am a Spaniard, Ryan. It is in my blood." He left.
"Hey, Ryan, have you seen my knife?" Duncan asked, entering the scene.
"Which one?"
"Ha. Just any switchblade, I mean." He spotted it underneath the Sheep Slurpers' table. "How did it end up here?" he asked himself, walking away.
Ryan noticed that the knife had been found right where Jay had fallen through. "Hm..."
Confessional – Emma.
"I feel really good about myself today," Emma smiled. "I finally got over this stupid hang-up." She wrote ALEJANDRO on a piece of paper. "I think Chris sticking me on a mostly Misfit-free team was deliberate..."
Confessional – Ryan.
"I'm still voting for Jay, because I don't want him to get hurt," Ryan said, writing JAY on a piece of paper. "But it looks like Carrie's right! I gotta tell Devin about this ASAP!"
Confessional – Ennui.
"Crimson told me that Mike is not himself lately. In the most literal of ways." He wrote JACQUES on a piece of paper. "Alas, he is not on our team today."
Confessional – Sam.
"No word on our deal with the Misfits, so I'm just gonna shoot in the dark." He wrote JACQUES 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." Once more the plate had seventeen marshmallows, this time seven of them colored. "The marshmallows are color-coded to show how many votes you got to blow up the drama. White means no votes against you, and the recipients are Emma, Sadie, Ennui, Sam, Topher, Heather, Sammy, Justin, Crimson, and Ryan." They all got their marshmallows.
Chris pointed to the four blue marshmallows. "This may be a record here. Blue means you received only one vote against you. Josee, Jo, Miles, and Laurie, these are yours."
Next, Chris pointed to the two green marshmallows. "Green means you got more than one vote, but are still safe. This time, only one person has two votes. That person would be Alejandro."
Two colored marshmallows were left. "Orange means you're on the chopping block, but are safe. Red means you've outlasted your welcome. Jacques. Jay."
Jacques held his head high and snootily, while Jay just sighed.
"Jacques, you didn't go last time, and some people are mad about that. Jay, you made your team wait, and some people are mad about that. And, drumroll please...
...
...
...
...
"Jacques is safe with four votes!"
"Another Misfit fell today," Noah said to his remaining alliance members. "Mike" was noticeably absent. "But we will NOT be defeated just yet. We're gonna take back this game for the common loser!"
"Where do we start?" Tyler asked.
"Wherever we can. By the powers invested in us, I declare that Team E-Scope will triumph over all adversaries!"
"Hey, where's Mike?" Lindsay asked, and it was then that Noah realized that another plot was going on.
From his spot behind the good cabin, Chris watched them. "This doesn't look too good for our other competitors. Thirty-four down. Fifty remain. Who'll become a Norse God of fame and who'll get Loki'd? Find out on
"Total.
"Drama!"
He slunk away into the shadows, grinning maliciously.
Votes:
Emma – Alejandro
Sadie – Josee
Ennui – Jacques
Sam – Jacques
Topher – Miles
Heather – Jay
Sammy – Jacques
Laurie – Jay
Jay – Alejandro
Miles – Jay
Jo – Laurie
Justin – Jo
Crimson – Jacques
Ryan – Jay
Josee – Jay
Alejandro – Jay
Jacques – Jay
Results: 7-4-2-2-1-1-1-1 Jay-Jacques-Alejandro-Josee-Jo-Miles-Laurie
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, Tom, Dawn (t), Izzy (r), Jay
Known active immunity idols: Josee (Crimson), Owen, Carrie, Tyler, Sammy, Lindsay, Devin, Eva, MacArthur (Noah), Geoff (Geoff), Justin (Ella), Duncan (Alejandro)
Bonus clip:
"Is it true?" Devin asked that night in Ryan's room. Alejandro was in a different cabin, as were the Ice Dancers and Heather, so there was no hope of them overhearing them.
"I dunno, man. But if it is, then that means we've been helping the bad guy since the very start!" Ryan exclaimed. "I feel so bad...all those innocent people I kicked out..."
"Well, if Al does it again, then we should break it off, maybe by letting the Misfits take him out by not splitting the vote their way," Devin mused.
"Good call. See ya, bro."
However, someone HAD heard them. Sugar cackled to herself maniacally. "I'll get them ALL out! I'm gonna tattle on 'em and then I will win this show!" She snickered. "And Ella's gonna be utt'ly beat!"