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Great Idea Alert: Suckers Punched will be either episode 3-5 or episode 3-7, I haven't decided which one just yet (3-6 is going to be a Field Trip, although I haven't decided what to adapt for it yet either). In the original series the Final Five got messages from their families/friends at home, so in THD's that's going to happen with the Final Ten.
Wednesday, January 17, 2018
"Last time on Total Drama – we spied hard! [Sky dodging the lasers] In our third season's first challenge, we paid an homage to the spy genre! [Chris gassing the kids to sleep] On Boney Island, which made its first real appearance on the show! [Laurie flipping the [f word] out] First we retrieved laser-guarded tools [Harold finding that his bag was indeed full of tools], and then we disarmed stink bombs! [Shawn smashing the wire WITH A HAMMAH!] Correction: a stinkbomb. [The Floating Salmon's bomb blowing up] Topher's screw-up lead to his downfall [Topher's elimination], all as part of Alejandro's new plan to dominate our third season! [Jo slapping the man in question]"
Chris stood at the Dock of Shame. "Forty-one contestants remain. Who's going to be top gun and who'll be a long, little dogie? What even is a dogie? 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, but this time Harold jumped clear of it, only to hit his head on a low-hanging branch.
Dear Mom and Dad, I'm doing fine
You guys are on my mind
The camera flew across the snowy island, passing Chris looking out at the world from the comfort of his room, Brick trying to learn how to channel another song, Sam playing one of his videogames, Lindsay making a snowman, Crimson and Ennui staring blankly into space, and Shawn running away from a once-again awake Scuba Bear.
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. DJ looked at a drawing of Dawn he'd made for an art class and sighed wistfully.
I wanna be famous
Heather, Josee, and Taylor battled it out on the banks of the frozen lake in a snowball fight. Taylor ended up throwing her snowball at a tree, which dumped snow all over Heather, much to Taylor and Josee's delight.
*Instrumental*
Owen trudged across the ice covering the river, then slipped and faceplanted into the snowbanks. Geoff and Bridgette immediately rushed over to help him up.
I want to live close to the sun
Well, pack your bags cause I've already won.
Jo and Zoey climbed to the top of Bluegrass Hill, where Jo let out a roar that triggered an avalanche beneath them. Jo smiled sheepishly at a confused Zoey.
Everything to prove nothing in my way
I'll get there one day
Chef was making dinner, and Tyler, Sanders, MacArthur, Beardo, and Ella were eying his no-longer-deliberately-bad cooking hungrily.
'Cuz I wanna be famous
Sammy and Cody were making out, and with one of his hands facing backwards Cody accepted a high-five from Sierra.
Na na nana na na nana nana na na na na na naaaaah
Eva, Leshawna, Sky, and Jasmine worked out in the Drama Gym, although Sky was struggling with her weights.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
Alejandro had lit the campfire and was standing behind it ominously. Devin and Carrie, unbeknownst to him, were watching, and Carrie raised an eyebrow at Devin as if to say "See? I told you he was evil."
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous.
Topher chatted with Dakota, who was busy with intern work. Behind them, Scarlett was pushing around a snowblowing machine she'd recently invented.
*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 Jen appeared between them to show off some new designs. Though slightly miffed, Noah and Emma shrugged and struck up a conversation with her.
Confused Bears
"So, Saturday's going to be the next VR challenge," Zoey said in the good cabin. "What do you think it's going to be?"
"Hopefully something that takes my mind off midterm week," MacArthur replied. "I've been cramming so much my brain's gonna start oozing out of my zits if I keep it up."
"Ew."
"I know, right? It's bad."
"Speaking of Virtual Reality, I want everybody to meet me at the Mess Hall!" Chris declared over the loudspeakers.
"How does he know what we're talking about?" Zoey remarked as the two girls got up.
Confessional – Heather.
"I've TOLD these losers that it's because Chris is a frickin' creep who watches everything we do, but NOBODY listens to me," she sighed.
Mess Hall
"Alright everybody, remember your teams from your second VR challenge?" Chris asked.
"Not really," Geoff said. "Was Brick on it?"
Chris sighed. "Right, it happened in October. Well, we're bringing them back. Today's a bit warmer out than it usually is, so I'm gonna take advantage of that with another outdoor challenge!"
"9 degrees Celsius is still too cold for a tolerable outdoor challenge, Chris," Noah snarked.
"What's that in Fahrenheit?" Jen asked.
"A little over 48."
"Yeah, that sounds about right."
"Tch! Stupid Americans and their stupid measuring system," Josee muttered.
"ANYWAY!" Chris barked, and the teens snapped to attention. "Our challenge will consist of two parts. First, you must jump onto a horse from a diving board! Second, you must capture the other team members while avoid being captured yourself. Team with the highest percentage of leftovers wins!
"As for the teams, well, the Western challenge proved to be quite popular with our audiences at home, so I decided to bring them back. Though I'm not quite sure what the movie they kept comparing it to is. 'Hazing Paddles'?"
"Welp, looks like Chris is too much of a sheep to appreciate Mel Brooks," Sam quipped.
Johnsons: Heather, Sugar, Jo, Scarlett, Beardo, and Harold.
Williams: Zoey, Ennui, Crimson, Alejandro, Jacques, and Josee.
Deputies: Brick, Eva, Taylor, Miles, Laurie, Ella, Devin, Carrie, Sanders, MacArthur, Emma, Geoff, and Bridgette.
Civilians: Sammy, Cody, Lindsay, Owen, Leshawna, Tyler, and Sam.
Tribe: Noah, Sierra, Jen, Shawn, Jasmine, Sky, Sadie, Justin, and DJ.
Williams
"Do you think they're going to be REAL horses?" Jacques asked.
"I do not know," Josee replied. "But real or not, we are going to WIN this competition."
"Speaking of competition, I am not sure Burromuerto is acting normally," Jacques noted. "He seems uncharacteristically short with everybody. Normally he acts drawn-out and calm, but..."
Josee hmphed. "Do you think he is going to betray us?" she asked.
"'Us' as in 'you and I', no I do not. But I think he may be preparing to ditch his alliance and go solo."
"Given that all his original team consists of now is Devin," Josee laughed, "I do not blame him!"
Confessional – Alejandro.
"I need to do something quickly. The Misfits have me all figured out and Devin is starting to believe them." Alejandro grimaced. "Ideally the person for me to eliminate is that blasted blonde of which he's so fond...heh, I suppose I am quite poetic," he mused. "But there are so many other people I want gone. Tyler. Lindsay. Noah. Emma. Butter boy. How can I get them all out at once?"
Confessional – Sugar.
"Ah think AH might know a coupla tricks," Sugar, who'd been listening in on Alejandro's confessional, cackled. "An' if itwerks, which it WILL, then ah'm gonna stay here and win tha show!"
Deputies
"I was right, you ARE on my team," Brick smiled at Geoff.
"Sure are, man!" Geoff exclaimed. "And we've got most of the team here, too!" The Deputies, by pure chance, had suffered the fewest losses.
"Yeah, but our size might work against us," Bridgette frowned. "If Chris is doing who wins the first part by percentage and not absolute number, which given him is pretty likely, then we have the highest chance of not getting the advantage for the second part."
"Ah, but our size WILL work to our advantage in the second part!" Brick countered. "That one IS absolute number!"
Bridgette gasped. "You're right! In that case, we're gonna want to work extra hard to evade capture."
Tribe
"Do you think they're going to use real horses?" Sadie asked. "Because if he can make the VR building as fancy as it is, then he's more than capable of having robot horses built for him."
"I'm not sure," DJ replied. "Chris doesn't like playing nice with animals, so he might make real ones come here in the cold. However, he doesn't like being dirty, so robot horses might also be used..."
Off to the side, Noah and Shawn were watching their team. "Who do you think we should vote for?" Shawn asked.
The Scheming Cynic shrugged. "Dunno. Probably not Jasmine, since she's a) reasonable, b) competent, and c) you like her."
"I do not!" Shawn protested, turning as red as his vest. Well, as orange as his vest, technically.
"Dude, you really liked kissing her during the Christmas challenge." Noah rolled his eyes. "Look, I don't know who I want gone most. For once I'm on a team with minimal numbers of people I don't like. If we lose, then whoever screwed us over gets kicked out. Got it?"
"Oh. Yeah, that's alright."
Confessional – Shawn.
"He IS right that I like Jasmine..." Shawn pondered. "Meh, I'll ask her out after the challenge is over. Don't want to be focusing on the wrong thing, after all."
"Alright, everybody! Meet Clyde!" Chris announced. Clyde was a Clydesdale, a massive brown stallion with white feathering and a white stripe down his nose. "Clyde here comes from our good old pal Rodney's farm back home. I got him specifically because he's strong enough to withstand even Owen's massive bulk!"
"But...force equals mass times acceleration..." Cody thought for a moment. "Chris, if Owen jumps on him he'll die!"
"Which is why the diving board is only an inch taller than he is," Chris replied. Chef shoved a diving board next to the horse's right side so the edge was about a foot away from him. "Here's how the challenge works. You will walk up the diving board, go to the edge, and jump onto Clyde's back. If you over- or undershoot, you will not land on him. The team with the highest percentage of people who stick the landing will get an advantage in the next part of the challenge!"
"Crap, it is percentages," Bridgette whimpered.
"And all y'all be careful not to hurt the horse," Chef grunted. "He don't deserve it."
Confessional – Rodney.
"He really doesn't, Clyde's a sweetheart." Rodney paused. "Wait...aren't I in school?"
"Begin!"
Johnsons
Jo, Beardo, and surprisingly Sugar successfully made the jump. Harold and Heather undershot and landed painfully on their feet, while Scarlett just barely overshot and slid down Clyde's side and landed on her butt. "Poor Scarlett, she was so close, too," Chris tsked. "Ah well, three out of six means fifty percent!"
Williams
Everybody but Zoey managed to land on the horse. Zoey overshot and was caught by Joseph. "Five out of six means eighty-three percent!" Chris barked. "Not bad, guys!"
"How did you two manage to do so well?" Alejandro asked Crimson and Ennui, confused.
"My grandparents have a farm," Crimson explained monotonously. "My grandmother is the one who introduced us to our gothic lifestyle, in fact."
"Interesting."
Deputies
Brick, Eva, Sanders, and Geoff made the jump successfully. The rest all undershot. "Four out of thirteen means thirty-one percent!" Chris announced with glee.
"Why did we all undershoot?" Carrie asked.
"Well, Ella, Laurie and myself didn't want to hurt Clyde," Miles explained.
"Same here. I'm a bit heavy in case you hadn't noticed," MacArthur added.
"I think you, me, Taylor, and Bridgette were just unlucky jumping off the board," Devin mused.
"And I'm really short, so I don't have that much leg strength to begin with," Emma finished.
"Oh."
Civilians
Sammy, Cody, Lindsay, and Sam stuck the landing. Leshawna undershot, Tyler fell backwards off the board because he stood up too fast, and Owen overshot, much to Clyde's visible relief. "Four out of seven means fifty-seven percent!" Chris said.
Tribe
All of them except for Sadie landed on Clyde's back. Sadie overshot and ended up landing on Chris, much to the amusement of everyone except for Chris. "OW! Okay, okay! Eight out of nine means eighty-nine percent, the Tribe gets the advantage! FindoutwhatitisafterthesemessagesGETTHISHUGELARDOOFFAME!"
"Wow, rude," Sadie grunted as she got up.
Do da do da doo. Commercial break!
"Hoo! And we're back!" Chris wheezed to the audience. "Since the Tribe won the first part of today's challenge they get the advantage. Which is a secret location for all of them except for the captor to hide in!"
"How is this...going to work, anyway?" Laurie asked.
"Simple! A person on your team who failed to land on Clyde will be your designated cowpoke. Their job will be to round up and TIE up people on the other four teams! Everyone who's not the cowpoke, you're the cowpoked. Your job is to scatter across the island and avoid being tied up. The team with the highest number of people not captured wins today's challenge! The team that loses everybody first boots someone off the island!"
"I guess that since I'm the only one who didn't make it for my team, I'll be the rope handler," Sadie said.
"Exactly! Regarding the other four, I would like Jo, Zoey, Devin, and Tyler to come on down!" They did as they were told. Chris gave them cowboy hats and ten lengths of rope each. "There! Since you can't tie each other up, there are only thirty-six people you can capture. Fifty pieces of rope should be enough."
"I hope so," Devin gulped.
"Everybody leave except the Tribe so I can tell them where their hideaway is! Captors, I want you to go to the campfire and when I give the signal, start hunting! The rest, start hiding!"
Tribe
"Okay kiddies, you're gonna be hiding in the control room of Climate Hall," Chris said. "It's marked 'CONTROL ROOM' and it's where the main weather-making apparatuses are. Try not to make the place explode."
"We'll try," Sierra said.
"And no using the climate controls to make it impossible for your opponent to reach you or make it easier to catch them."
"Wouldn't dream of it, mate," Jasmine replied.
"And no hiding too many secrets! Noah's already doing enough of that."
Noah raised an eyebrow. "Really, man?"
"Hey, I call it like I see it, and I see everything," Chris shrugged.
"Great," Noah sighed. "The world really is going Orwellian. Come on, gang, let's get going. Except you, Sadie, you need to start rounding up some points."
"Right!"
Confessional – DJ.
"So Noah's hiding something? Considering who's here I don't blame him." DJ shrugged. "It's probably just something simple, like Emma's birthday present or something."
"My birthday was a while ago, Deej," Emma said from outside.
Confessional – Emma.
"This is bad." Emma paused for a moment. "If ANYBODY finds out what Noah's up to, Team E-Scope's not gonna do so hot." She left the confessional, and the camera panned to reveal Sugar was hiding behind it.
Sugar scowled. "That little twerp's hidin' summin' JUICY!" Emma had wised up to Sugar's tricks and hadn't specifically mentioned anything in case she was being listened in on. "I was RAIGHT!" She chortled darkly. "Imma find out EVERYTHIN' and get misself in tha Fynal Tyen!"
Some time later
Chris blew his airhorn. "BEGIN THE HUNT!"
Mess Hall
Devin coughed. "Uh...anybody there?" He paused. "Okay, that did not work."
Hiding inside the pantry, Beardo and Harold silently snickered to themselves. "This was a great idea!" Harold complimented his friend.
Beardo grinned and made a noise like the kitchen's ambience. "Thanks! He'll never find us in here."
But Devin got an idea. "Number fifteen:" he said to the tune of "Africa".
"bURGER KING FOOOOOOOOOOT LETTUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCE!" Harold and Beardo followed, bursting out of the pantry dramatically. Their eyes widened. "Awwww."
"Heh, I remembered from our very first challenge that Beardo can't resist jingles," Devin smirked as he tied their wrists together. "Figured it went for memes too. Two points for the Deputies and two down for the Johnsons." The other boys sighed.
"Well, at least we didn't hide in the freezer," Beardo sighed.
"You know who should?" Harold asked.
"Who?"
"Heather."
Drama Theater
Heather scowled as she hid under the stage. "Great! Freaking GREAT! Of all the CHUMPS I could've been stuck with, it's the two disobedient ex-underlings of mine!"
"Happy to see you too, Heather," Sammy snarked.
"But we're not happy to see her?" Lindsay asked. She paused. "Ohhhhh. Sarcasm."
Heather scoffed. "Well, it doesn't matter! If Lindsay's lame-o boyfriend comes, you two'll be sitting not-so-pretty in safety while I get hauled away."
"Hey, don't be mean to Tyler like that!" Lindsay snapped. "Maybe you SHOULD be hauled away!"
"Yeah, and at least our boyfriends won't go behind our backs like yours," Sammy added.
Heather smirked. "Well, duh! Subterfuge is one of Alejandro's strong suits. It's why we're such a perfect match."
"You broke up and got back together five times last year," Sammy deadpanned. "Explain that if you're such a 'perfect' match. And I don't think Al's going to keep you around for much longer."
"Why would you say that?"
"Because it's true. We're just over halfway through the show at this point in time. Do you really think that Alejandro's going to let ANYBODY who's a potential threat to his stay stick around to the Final Ten? If you AND him are both around by then, then you stand a pretty good chance of beating him. And do you honestly think he wouldn't manipulate things so he'd be the only one left with any common sense?
"I mean, you saw Courtney's elimination list same as us; she didn't have anyone with strategizing on par with her own ability left after she had Noah going sixty-seventh. You think Alejandro doesn't have something like that himself in his head?"
"Found you!" Zoey exclaimed, opening the hatch to the stage.
"Nice going!" Heather snapped to the other two girls as the Indie Chick tied their wrists together.
Confessional – Heather.
"Tch!" Heather scoffed. "I know what this is. Noah put them up to one of his mind games, didn't he?"
Confessional – Owen.
"No, Noah's not like that," Owen refuted, shaking his head. "What Sammy said was true. Al would do something like that, and I think we've gotten under Heather's skin and made her paranoid."
Confessional – Noah.
"He says that like it's a bad thing," Noah mused.
Confessional – Alejandro.
"So...many...people...calling...me...Al," he grimaced, right eye twitching.
Boat shed
"Be careful about your hands, guys," Bridgette whispered. "There are a lot of sharp things in here, and we have to keep the lights off if we're to stay hidden."
"But how are we going to win if no one knows where we are?" Geoff whispered back.
"Chris knows where we are," Sanders replied. "And as much of a sadist as he is, he's also a filthy completionist. He wouldn't let us stay here if he wants us to see him chew out another team for losing."
"Or to chew out us for losing," Miles remarked.
Tally:
Still in:
Johnsons: Sugar and Scarlett.
Williams: Ennui, Alejandro, Jacques, and Josee.
Deputies: Brick, Eva, Taylor, Miles, Laurie, Carrie, Sanders, MacArthur, Emma, Geoff, and Bridgette.
Civilians: Cody, Owen, Leshawna, and Sam.
Tribe: Noah, Sierra, Jen, Shawn, Jasmine, Sky, Justin, and DJ.
Found: Heather (Zoey), Beardo (Devin), Harold (Devin), Crimson (Jo), Ella (Tyler), Sammy (Zoey), Lindsay (Zoey),
Searchers: Jo, Zoey, Devin, Tyler, and Sadie.
Point total: 2 (Johnsons), 4 (Williams), 11 (Deputies), 4 (Civilians), 8 (Tribe)
Communal washrooms
"A-HA!" Jo smirked, slamming open one of the stall doors to see Brick not hiding very well. "Come on, weenie! I've got myself some points to catch! And by catch, I mean take away from YOU!"
"Fine," Brick sighed as he held out his wrists for her to tie. "What happened, Jo?"
"I saw your legs, plain and simple."
"No, I mean as kids. What...happened? We used to be so close, and then we...weren't."
Jo grimaced. "I realized people like you were holding me back from my true potential. So I went ahead and started cutting those I don't need out of my life. But YOU...you never got it, did you?"
"Frankly, I'm not sure YOU'VE got it," Brick remarked. Jo scowled at him and dragged him outside to see Sadie guiding a bound Scarlett away from a tree behind the washroom.
"Aw, cripes," Jo gulped. "I've only got one person left for people to find, and it's Sugar. My team is doomed!"
"If you guys lose, you could vote her out," Sadie offered.
"Do NOT throw this challenge, Jo!" Scarlett growled, her hair momentarily assuming its unbound form.
"Alright, alright! Wasn't plannin' to anyway!" Jo exclaimed. "It would REALLY help if I knew where Sadie hid her team..."
Then she got an evil idea. "I don't know where to look! Are they in the mess hall? In a cabin?"
Sadie laughed. "Not a chance! They're in Climate Hall, but good luck finding them!" Jo grinned, dropped Brick, and sprinted away. Sadie realized what had happened and quickly facepalmed. "Sadie, you dumb egg! Now she knows where they are!" She started running but didn't get very far. "Note to self: lose weight."
Confessional – Jo.
"Ha! The girl practically GAVE her team the loss!" Jo laughed. "I may not be winning today's challenge, but BOY is second-to-last place looking GOOD right now!"
Boat shed
"It's been a long time, dudes," Geoff whispered. "Are we EVER gonna get rescued?"
"We'll be fine as long as we stay quiet," Sanders reassured him.
"I know, I'm just...so bored right now."
Climate Hall
Jo was not as bored. "Hm, let's see...where are those knuckleheads hiding?" Without anything inside, Climate Hall resembled a gym with no bleachers. "What room could they be in?"
She saw a door at the other end of the room. "Well, it's not like there's anywhere else I could look." She walked over and opened the door. "A-HA! I don't lose!"
"Great," Justin sighed. "We lose."
Drama Gym
Zoey was investigating the ball room of the Drama Gym when someone farted. "Oopsie," Owen winced; his nervous tic had given him away. Zoey tied his wrists together and then she fainted.
"Dude. Harsh," Tyler said as he led Miles away from her hiding spot behind the bleachers.
Tally:
Still in:
Johnsons: Sugar.
Williams: Ennui, Alejandro, and Josee.
Deputies: Brick, Taylor, Laurie, Carrie, Sanders, Emma, Geoff, and Bridgette.
Civilians: Leshawna and Sam.
Tribe: none.
Found: Heather (Zoey), Beardo (Devin), Harold (Devin), Cody (Devin), MacArthur (Devin), Crimson (Jo), Noah (Jo), Sierra (Jo), Jen (Jo), Shawn (Jo), Jasmine (Jo), Sky (Jo), Justin (Jo), DJ (Jo), Ella (Tyler), Jacques (Tyler), Miles (Tyler), Sammy (Zoey), Lindsay (Zoey), Eva (Zoey), Owen (Zoey), and Scarlett (Sadie).
Searchers: Jo, Zoey, Devin, Tyler, and Sadie.
Point total: 2 (Johnsons), 4 (Williams), 11 (Deputies), 4 (Civilians), 8 (Tribe)
"Okay, gang!" Chris announced. The interns had rounded everybody up to dispense the outcome of the game. "Thanks to Sadie's little screw-up telling Jo where her team was hiding, the Tribe loses today's game!"
"These ropes are seriously hurting my wrists," Sierra winced. "Did you have to tie them so tightly, Jo?"
"Nah."
"And now for the winners!" Chris declared. "The Johnsons, with only one person remaining, place fourth! The Civilians, with two people remaining, place third! The Williams, with three people remaining, place second! And finally, the Deputies, with EIGHT people remaining, place first and are today's winners! Meet me at the campfire at eight, Tribe, it's time to vote someone out!"
Good Cabin
"It's good to be back in the warm," Geoff sighed in the hot tub that night.
"Sure is," Bridgette agreed. "Hey, babe?"
"Yeah?"
"If we HAD lost, who would you have voted for?"
"I like E-Scope so much right now that I couldn't bring myself to drive them away so soon!" Geoff waxed poetic. "Taylor most likely, followed by the Vegans. Ex-vegans. Where do they stand on the diet thing again?"
"Not quite sure," Bridgette shrugged. "Not quite sure at all."
Confessional – Noah.
"Things are going to be tough this season," Noah explained. "So it's time to buckle down and start planning. Sadie, you're a nice girl, but sad to say not very good at spotting trouble." He wrote SADIE on a piece of paper.
Confessional – Sierra.
"Jo's a real threat. Who knew?" She wrote JASMINE on a piece of paper. "But Jasmine is too, and Jasmine is a lot stronger and smarter than Jo is."
Confessional – Sadie.
"Chris got me thinking about Noah today," Sadie explained. "I hate to say it, but I'm willing to believe that Chris wasn't just messing with me like usual. The little guy IS hiding something...and until I'm certain what that is, I can't exactly trust him." She wrote NOAH on a piece of paper.
Confessional – Jen.
"I think it's time to start voting out the Misfits and break up their power block," Jen said. "Nothing against them, just strategically it makes more sense. Especially Shawn, who's a bit unstable." She wrote SHAWN 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." Closeup of four colored marshmallows. "The marshmallows are color-coded to show how many votes you got for drama never sleeps in the old, old west. White means no votes against you, and the recipients are Sierra, Jen, Sky, Justin, and DJ." The five teens obediently got their marshmallows.
Next, Chris pointed to the two blue marshmallows on the plate. "Blue means you received only one vote against you. Jasmine and Noah have each received one vote today."
"Huh," Noah remarked.
"I was hoping you'd be more emotional. Eh, whatever. Green means you got more than one vote, but are still safe. Once again, we don't have one." Two marshmallows were left on the plate. "Orange means you're close to being eliminated, and red means you were. Shawn. Sadie."
The two looked at each other, confused.
"What a very interesting set of eliminees we have today. Shawn, your zombie nuttiness is good in small doses. That's why we don't focus on you too much." Shawn made a face at him. "Sadie, you messed up and handed another team safety. And tonight's outcome iiiiiiiiiiiis...
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"Sadie, with twice as many votes as Shawn, you are OUT!"
Confessional – Jen.
"See? Told you they were a power block."
"Power, no. Block? Yes!" Chris stood outside one of the bedrooms in the Good Cabin. "Forty-four down. Forty remain. Who'll head 'em off at the class and who'll hightail it out of here in embarrassment and shame? Find out on
"Total.
"Drama!"
He paused. "And I meant it in the intro...what's a dogie?"
"IT'S A HORSE, LET US SLEEP!" Bridgette screeched from inside the room.
"Sheesh, not a night person are ya?" Chris asked. Behind the door, Bridgette buried her head under her pillow and groaned long and loud.
Votes:
Noah – Sadie
Sierra – Jasmine
Jen – Shawn
Shawn – Sadie
Jasmine – Sadie
Sky – Sadie
Sadie – Noah
Justin – Shawn
DJ – Didn't vote
Results: 4-2-1-1 Sadie-Shawn-Jasmine-Noah
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, Lightning, Stephanie, Cameron (nj), Ryan, B (ii), Mike (q), Duncan, Amy, Topher, Sadie
Known active immunity idols: Josee (Crimson), Owen, Carrie, Tyler, Sammy, Lindsay, Devin, Eva, MacArthur, Ella, Beardo (Noah), Geoff (Geoff), Justin (Ella)
Bonus clip:
Clyde obediently trotted back to his stable on Rodney's farm. "Here you go, my friend," Rodney's younger brother, a ninth grader named Zachary, said soothingly.
Zachary paused. "Hey, how DID Rodney appear on the show during class?"
"Magic," I replied.
Zachary's eyes grew wide at seeing his own creator and he ran away screaming. "PA! THERE'S A DINOSAUR IN THE BARN!"
"TWO dinosaurs," Stena corrected. "We're staying the night, so bring us some blankets and make it snappy! I'm freezing my plates off in here!"
"What I wouldn't give for having fur right about now," I agreed. Clyde whinnied at me. "I appreciate the gesture, Clyde, but you can keep your fur on your body where it's supposed to be."