Guest (ch. 13): We narrowed things down to them being one of the reboot characters.
Guest: We had Millie tell Gwen what she was writing about in Chapter 8.
acosta perez jose ramiro: We are pleased to surprise you.
WarriorTwin: Things will get better for Priya.
Dunsparce519: Glad we could still make this episode average.
Boys: Brick, Damien, Geoff, Scott, Trent
Girls: Eva, Gwen, Millie, Priya, Sky
Episode 15: No Pain, No Game
"Last time, on Total Drama Island! The Bass and Gopher teams were disbanded into a 'Battle of the Sexes' challenge that put their taste buds to the puke test."
"With bovine testicles, live fish-insect pizza, and liquid roach juice on the menu, not only was this the single biggest wretch-fest this host has ever seen, but Sky's hardened taste buds scored a big win for her compadres."
"While the girls set sail on a weekend retreat aboard the S.S. Lap O' Luxury, it's only a matter of time before the guys start to fall apart."
"How long until Scott crosses the line, and can Trent mend the line? Will Brick keep falling in line, or will Damien break the line? And will Geoff even see any line that's not on his shirt?"
"For the answers to all these cliffhangers, and more! Stay tuned to the most exciting episode yet, on Total! Drama! Island!"
(Theme Song)
The episode opened with a shot of Scott, Trent, and Damien lounging in chairs on the beach, then over to the docks where Geoff and Brick were fishing. The two looked over at the three on the beach. Trent looked up from the magazine he had been reading and Damien stopped eating the bag of chips he had, and they looked at Scott, who was whittling on a log before he briefly cast a look at them.
A fly landed on Trent's magazine and he waved it away with his hand; it then landed on the arm of Damien's chair and he quickly smashed it with his bag of chips.
The camera cut back to Scott, who noticed something off-screen. "Hey guys," he shouted to the others, "I can see the girls."
They all heard a loud and deep sound of a ship's horn. The camera cut to the five girls standing happily on the deck of the yacht they had taken at the end of the previous episode.
The ship stopped at the end of the dock, the gangplank was lowered, and the five girls slid down to the pier – first Priya, then Sky, then Gwen, then Eva, and lastly Millie.
"This past weekend was great!" Sky said as the girls stood at the docks.
"Having people doing whatever I say? I'm disappointed to be back at this dump," Gwen prided.
"The spa treatments even took away my alligator elbows," Eva showed them off. "I'd definitely go back if I had the opportunity."
The boys were shown frowning in jealousy.
Confessional: Brick
"I would've preferred if my elbows were treated, and I do have an odor issue that could've been fixed," Brick admitted in slight jealousy.
Confessional Ends
"Would any of you like a chocolate coated cherry blossom?" Priya offered as she carried a plateful.
"I'll take them all," Scott greedily snagged the entire plate.
"At least give us some," Geoff said in annoyance.
Scott threw one blossom to each of the boys before eating them all. "See, that's sharing."
"Not want we meant, but whatever floats your boat," Trent rolled his eyes.
"Y'know," Sky whispered to the girls, "I thought the guys would tear each other apart while we were gone."
"It'd be understandable if they did since they lost to us, but it's mostly common for boys to get along better than girls do," Millie shrugged.
Suddenly, Chris's voice came over the loudspeaker. "Listen up campers!" he drawled. "As of right now, all teams are officially dissolved. From here on in, it's every camper for themselves!"
"About time!" Eva barked out. "Finally I get to move on without people slowing me down."
Scott smiled smugly. "I knew I'd make it to this point. Bring it on!"
"Then get ready for this!" Chris said over the loudspeaker.
Another ship's horn got the attention of Trent and Geoff, who both gasped in shock.
"What the…" Damien muttered.
"How?" Brick asked softly. "I thought-"
"What is he doing here?" Eva looked at the distance heavily.
The music turned rural styled as the yacht returned to shore, a tornado raging violently in the background. A male figure was visible on the prow: tall, bulky, and dressed in blue and white. The figure faced the shore and gave a friendly wave.
"Back, by popular audience demand," Chris announced, "it's Rodney!"
The campers all watched flabbergasted as the ship stopped near the deck and Rodney hopped down from the ship. "Howdy everyone," the country boy greeted. "I'm glad to be back in the game after what happened to me a couple of days back."
"Wait a sec!" Gwen turned towards the loudspeaker. "You said no one is allowed back!"
"I did?" Chris' disembodied voice asked.
"Yep," Damien replied dryly. "And once you leave..." he began, the footage cutting to static followed by a montage of the host explaining the rules earlier in the season.
"And once you leave on the Dock of Shame," Chris said, "on the Boat of Losers, you can never, never-ever, ev-er come back!"
"Oh, yeah, that," Chris said. "Yeah...I lied..."
"You can't do that! It's not fair!" Gwen protested.
"Arguing with a loudspeaker in front of everybody is not making you look rational," Damien advised.
"I can't believe that guy is an audience favorite," Scott sneered.
"Not really," Chris told them, "but we kinda liked him, and since he suffered from being mauled by a bear, we felt bad for Rodney and we decided to bring him back in order to make up for it."
"As long as I'm out of a wheelchair, I don't mind being brought back," Rodney said.
"Also returning to camp," Chris continued, "it's…Izzy!"
"Oh no!" exclaimed Rodney, Damien, and Brick as Izzy swung into view on a vine, cheering the whole time.
The wild child landed on the dock and let go of her vine. "Hey guys!" Izzy greeted them. "It's good to be back at camp! Even though I never actually left the island. I've been living in the woods all this time!"
"Didn't the RCMP hunt you down?" Trent asked.
"They tried. But being a wilderness survivor, I was swift-footed and avoided capture." Izzy brought out a fish and chomped on it, disgusting Scott and Trent. "Once I was safe among my animal brethren, it was just me against the harsh elements."
"Harsh elements?" Millie said in confusion. "It's been warm and sunny all week."
"Not where I was! But luckily, I was able to take refuge in the beaver dam," Izzy rambled on, shocking the contestants. "Yeah, I befriended the family of beavers who lived there," she got down on all fours, "and together, we foraged for nuts and berries." Izzy then used her leg to scratch her hair. "Boy, I could use a bag of nachos right now," she said before howling like a wolf. "So, what's new with you guys?"
"Alrighty, campers," Chris announced over the loudspeaker yet again, "report to the amphitheater where you'll learn all about this week's challenge!" He made a clicking sound, signaling the end of the message. "McLean, out!"
The scene flashed to a distance shot of the camp, zooming in then cutting to inside the boys' cabin.
"I can't believe I have to share a bunk now that Rodney's back," Scott complained.
"There are no remaining beds left," Rodney pointed out, "and I'm going to sleep on the bottom bunk anyway."
"Welcome back to camp, Rodney," Brick came over and shook the strong boy's hand. "I take it your recovery went well."
"Being in a body cast for days limited my freedom a bit, but my scars are all gone now," Rodney said.
"Just remember not to eat anything while you're in the woods next time if you want to avoid the bears," Damien advised.
Confessional: Rodney
"I'll admit that was an error on my part, but I didn't think there would be bears attracted to barbecue chips," Rodney said in the outhouse.
Confessional Ends
The footage cut to the twelve campers on the amphitheater stage, sitting in three tiers with makeshift desks in front of them and a varied assortment of chairs. The highest tier had Izzy, Gwen, Millie, Damien, and Geoff lined up in a row. In the middle tier were Scott, Sky, Trent, and Priya, while Rodney, Brick, and Eva had the lowest row to themselves.
"Welcome to you next challenge!" Chris told them from off-screen. "The time-honored game of torture: Say Uncle!" He slid into view from the left, facing the camera with his usual grin.
"You are all about to be put through tests of endurance," the host continued, "so insane that some of 'em sent our interns to the emergency room." Each row of campers was shown looking shocked, scared, or simply wary. "If you back down from the challenge or do not last the required ten seconds," Chris explained as a scowl formed briefly on his face, "you will be eliminated! The winner will not only be safe from elimination, but will win this luxurious trailer!" A small but sparkling trailer was shown on the ground nearby; it was the type that needed to be hitched to another vehicle in order to go anywhere. "Yours to take home at the end of the summer."
"What kinds of torture?" Priya asked.
"Why don't you ask my lovely assistant!" Chris told her jovially as Chef stood nearby in a hockey mask with a butcher's knife in his hand. "Alright," the host told the terrified campers, "let's do this!" The camera panned across the teens, then cut back to the host as he moved next to a large wooden wheel that stood upright and divided into twenty-four sections, each with a small picture near the rim.
"Brick, you're up first! Let's spin the 'Wheel of Misfortune' to select your torture!" Chris gave the wheel a spin, and Brick was shown gulping as he awaited his fate, and the wheel came to a stop – the red arrow at the top landed on a picture of a turtle. "Turtle puck shots!" Chris announced excitedly.
The footage showed the host and Brick standing side by side. "Our interns spent weeks collecting the grumpiest, angriest, crustiest, hungriest old snapping turtles on the island," Chris explained. "While you stand in the goalie net completely unprotected, Chef will fire off turtle slapshots." The camera cut to a group of angry-looking turtles and Chef with a hockey stick.
Soon, Chris was pushing Brick in front of a hockey net. "If I were you, dude, I'd protect my coconuts," the host warned the cadet before running off, only to run back and say "This could get ugly."
"If you can stay in for ten seconds, you'll go on to the second round," Chris said as a timer appeared and was at 00:00. The buzzer went off, and Brick dodged the turtle flung towards his head, but as he looked behind him, a turtle was shot at his shoulder, and he howled as the turtle bit him.
Chef kept slapping turtles across the stage, and Brick was shown to have caught all of them. The last turtle was aimed at his groin, and he fell down in exhaustion after it got bit.
"And Brick moves on to the next round!" Chris announced while the timer showed that Brick lasted ten seconds. "Isn't this fun?" he asked gleefully, and he got a moan from the fallen cadet.
"That was harsh," Sky whispered to Trent.
"Tell me about it," Trent agreed. "It's a good thing it wasn't me out there."
"True," Sky smiled before a realization came to her. "And also, do you remember the crate incident a couple episodes back?"
"I remember blacking out and waking up in the infirmary after you threw that crate at my head," Trent chuckled.
"I wasn't trying to hurt you that day. I'm used to me and the people around me being extra prepared, and I thought you would've caught it," Sky said. "I'm so so sorry about that."
"Thanks for the apology," Trent told her. "It's pretty kind of you." The two looked at each other and smiled.
"Next up," Chris announced with a note card in his hand as he walked past the wheel, "Scott! Your torture is..." He gave it a spin, and the game show tune began again. The devious farmer looked over at the host, and the wheel eventually came to a stop on a picture of a burning marshmallow. "Marshmallow waxing!"
A gong sounded, and Chef was shown putting marshmallows into a burning pot. "We're gonna wax every part of your face. If you can take the pain for a full ten seconds, you can go to the next level," Chris said to Scott, who was reclining in a seat on stage.
"Marshmallow waxing?" Scott scoffed. "I've burnt my hands several times on a dare. How bad can it be?"
Chef poured the melted marshmallow wax on Scott's face, and despite the campers' disturbed reactions, the farmer didn't scream once. Eventually, Chef peeled the wax off, and he saw bits of mustache hair on it.
"That had to hurt," Trent talked to Sky. "I don't think I would've made it through that one."
"As long as you're not a narcissist obsessed with looking hot all the time, you could have," Sky quipped.
Trent shuddered. "You got that right."
The bell chimed, and Scott was rubbing his face. "For the first time in forever, my face feels so smooth," he said. "Even as a baby, I was rough."
"Farm boys, am I right?" Chris grinned.
"Well done, Scott!" Chris exclaimed in the next scene. "Since you didn't even complain once, you get to choose who goes next!"
Scott donned a wicked smirk as he looked at his competition. "In that case," Scott said, "I'll have to go with Damien."
"And which torture will you make him go through?" Chris asked happily.
"There's a lot to pick from," Scott said slowly, "but I'm going with lake leeches!"
"Leeches it is!" Chris said as Chef brought out a large wooden barrel consisting of leeches on stage, and Damien looked at the ground and sighed.
(Commercial Break)
A shot of the island was shown before flashing ahead to Chef standing next to the barrel. "Alright, Damien. Time's a-wastin'," Chris told the boy. "Get your butt in the barrel of leeches."
Confessional: Izzy
"Okay, Scott seems to be really vicious," Izzy commented in the confessional. "He didn't pick me to get my blood sucked by those leeches!" she finished in disappointment.
Confessional Ends
"Hold on!" Priya declared, standing from her seat as Damien trudged across the stage. "I'll take his place for this part!"
"Ooh, this just got interesting," Izzy said in anticipation.
"Oh, and if your victim can last ten seconds without saying 'Uncle', you get eliminated instead!" Chris continued. "Which means, you lose your chance to win this!" The trailer was shown again, accompanied by the sound of a harp.
Priya walked past a concerned Damien and climbed into the barrel. The camera focused on her face as the smile she had became strained. The leeches inside could be heard squirming around, and Priya started to squirm as she struggled to contain her disgust. Eventually, Priya couldn't keep her cool and she launched herself from the barrel.
The buzzer went off, and the camera panned up to showcase a squicked out Priya covered in leeches. "Ooh. Close shave, Priya," Chris said as the timer was shown again, this time demonstrating an endless number of nine. "Nine and nine one hundred-thousandths of a millionth... Whatever. It's not ten. You're out. You can return to your new seat." Priya walked past Chris as her seat was swapped out for open stocks.
The wheel spun again, landing on a picture of a pair of shorts. "Geoff, you're next!" Chris announced, and the footage skipped forward to Geoff wearing well-fitting wooden shorts. They had a metal waistband to which a padlock was attached, implying they had been locked into place so that Geoff would not be able to easily escape.
"Wooden shorts?" Geoff smiled confidently. "It's not that difficult."
Chef held a bird on a thick branch. The woodpecker worked through part of its perch with great speed, and the cowboy hat wearer gasped.
The spins and challenges began to alternate along with the music – first the game show tune, then a few sharper notes for the tortures. Gwen was first, having her nose hairs ripped out by Chef before another spin had Millie grunting as a snake was wrapped around her. Finally, Damien was shown covered in bees.
The wheel was spun again, landing on what appeared to be a footprint. "Our next challenge will be," Chris announced, "spending ten seconds in a wooden crate with Sasquatchanakwa. Tough one." He looked over at Damien. "Damien, you haven't complained in a while, so you can choose the next victim."
Damien looked over the remaining campers – only Priya and Millie were in stocks so far. After a moment, he made his decision. "I think I'll have to go with Eva."
Confessional: Damien
"Who else was I going to pick?" Damien confessed. "I don't want anyone to get hurt, and Eva's the least likely to get beat up by Sasquatchanakwa!"
Confessional: Sky
"That was some good thinking on Damien's part," Sky said in the outhouse, "but he's gonna want to avoid Eva in the future."
Confessionals End
"Here's a toe tag, smart-o," Eva pulled one out and showed it to Damien. "You'll be needing it for later!"
The footage skipped ahead to a large crate on the amphitheater stage, twice as tall as Chef with air holes at the top and a door in the side. As the beast was growling inside, Eva opened the door, and the moment she stepped inside, the crate began to shake vigorously as more roars and growls could be heard.
Everybody watched in awe as bits of Sasquatanakwa's fur came out of the air holes. After the ten seconds ended, the crate stopped moving, and Eva exited wearing a hat and boots that appear to be made of the beast.
"Eva stuck it out so Damien is out of the game!" Chris said as Damien and his seat disappeared below the makeshift tables, only for the boy to pop up moments later in stocks. "Reckless choice by him to pick her." Damien glanced at Priya, and they both gave each other comforting smiles.
"Now let's see who showed less courage than Eva and cried 'Uncle'!" Chris said with a grin.
The first to be shown was an alternating line of small rocks and skunks, the camera panning left to show Trent hopping up to the first rock as the timer began. As he hopped from rock to rock, Chris happily said "Ew! Love the skunk jump!" One of the skunks looked up and smiled at the guitarist before it turned around and sprayed its noxious chemical. Trent trembled in the cloud of stink and fell. The timer buzzed.
The next clip rippled into a kaleidoscope of colors as the music began to play, quickly coalescing into the image of a unicorn standing on a floating rock against the night sky. The camera panned to the right, passing the full moon and a small pod of dolphins swimming through space. "And the new-age music torture!" Chris said as the camera came to a rest on Rodney's traumatized face before he threw off the headphones. The timer buzzed again.
The last to be shown was Sky, slowly eating ice cream from a comically large tub as the timer ran in the corner of the screen. "Oh, and who could forget the old ice cream brain freeze?" Chris said as the girl suddenly dropped her spoon, groaned, and fell over the tub. The timer buzzed yet again.
The scene cut to two eels swimming in a tank before Chef pulled them out with his gloved hands. He rubbed them together, and they produced an electric shock.
Izzy was seated next to Chris, who yelled "Clear!" before Chef pressed the eels down on Izzy, electrocuting the frizzy haired girl to the point where her hair frizzled out. Izzy laughed through it, even after Chef took the electric eels off.
"That was great! Hit me again!" Izzy joyfully said, and Chef granted her request by electrocuting her again.
"Izzy!" Chris told her after the timer buzzed, "who's your next victim?"
"Ooh, ooh, me! With a poison ivy spa treatment!" Izzy eagerly requested.
The other contestants were simply bewildered by the girl's choices.
Confessional: Damien
"Is she seriously THAT mental?!" Damien spoke in shock.
Confessional Ends
Chris's phone rang, and he picked it up in order to talk to someone unknown to the viewers. "It's Chris. Yeah, yeah. She wants to do it. Okay." He ended the call. "Okay. The judges will allow it, but they want to know why."
"I just want to see how it feels," Izzy justified.
"Alrighty then," Chris shrugged.
The camera cut to Chef placing cucumber slices over Izzy's eyes, the girl's head and neck already wrapped with poison ivy.
The ten seconds were then up. "Time's up. Chef, remove the poison ivy," Chris instructed the cook.
"No, no. It feels great," Izzy prevented him from doing so.
"You stuck it out, but sadly, you eliminated yourself," Chris stated.
Izzy finally took off the poison ivy, and her face was swollen and red. "Look how big my lips are!"
"Gwen, you're up!" Chris told the goth. "Alright! After twenty-one rounds of torture, we're down to two steely competitors, and the sudden-death round."
"Whatever you've got to throw at me, I'm gonna do it," Gwen declared bravely. "I'm not quitting when I've come this far!"
"Okay bra, it's up to you!" Chris announced as he gave the 'Wheel of Misfortune' one last spin. "Your final challenge is… the Grizzly Bear Log Roll!"
"Say what?" Gwen repeated in disbelief.
The shot cut to the sun high in the sky before panning down to a bear on a log in the water. "Molotov the Bear," Chris went into detail as the shot panned to the right to show Gwen looking scared while Chef stood behind her holding a net, "performs with the Russian national circus and has been the European log-rolling champion for the past twelve years!" The bear started running in order to roll the log. "To win, you must last thirty seconds on the log while avoiding certain death in the piranha-infested water." At his words, the piranhas jumped out of the water and dove back down.
"Gwen, you could back out now," Chris offered, "but that would mean giving the win to Eva." Gwen took a look at the smirking bear, Eva and the other campers, then over at the sparkling trailer.
"I'll do it," Gwen said seriously. "That trailer will have my name on it."
The scene skipped to both Molotov and Gwen on the log. "And go!" Chris began the challenge as the timer started.
Molotov started running first, making Gwen stumble a bit as she tried to keep up with his pace. Finally, she steeled herself and began to turn the log around, and the bear got concerned before he jumped high in the air, and due to the bear being off the log, Gwen tripped and fell into the water with a startled yell, and Bruno landed swiftly on the middle of the log.
"Yikes!," Chris said with a wince. "Right when she was getting into the groove of things, Gwen gets played by Molotov, and since she didn't last up to thirty seconds, Eva wins!" the host announced, the bell ringing one last time and triumphant music rising in the background as Gwen got herself out of the water and frowned. "So Gwen is out."
"I should've seen that coming," Gwen stated cynically.
"Eva wins the challenge, invincibility, and the grand prize!" Chris went on before the trailer was shown again, still sparkling and with a maskless Chef showing off its grandeur.
"As long as I can shower, eat, and sleep in private, I'll take the prize!" Eva exclaimed after jogging up to it.
"While Eva checks out her trailer full of food," Chris said to the bound losers, "the rest of you can go to the confessional booth and vote off a camper...other than Eva..."
The shot changed to Eva exiting her trailer as she ate an apple. "This is exactly what I deserve after weeks of crappiness."
"You got that right," a voice made Eva stop in her tracks.
"Huh? Who said that?" Eva whipped her head back.
The person was Scott, who walked from behind the trailer. "That would be me, Power Puff," he said.
"What were you doing behind my trailer?" Eva marched forward at the farmer. "Trying to sneak inside?"
"Of course not. You'd beat me up if I went in without your permission," Scott grumbled. "Anyway, I want to talk about the vote."
"Go on," Eva raised an eyebrow.
"We should go for Gwen," Scott suggested. "She's a pretty tough player, and she's been a pretty valuable asset for her team. In fact, if she didn't fail the log roll, she would've won the challenge."
"You do bring up some good points, but why shouldn't I vote for you instead?" Eva shot back. "You're a shady person, and it's hard to trust you."
"Oh come on. If I were up to something, you'd probably have noticed by now," Scott rolled his eyes.
"I'll vote with you if you confess to the eliminations that you caused," Eva said.
Scott grunted in frustration, and after looking around for any possible witnesses, he whispered into Eva's ear for a few seconds. "There, happy?"
"Of course I was right about you," Eva sniffed. "Okay, I'll help you with Gwen, but only because of her performance today."
"We need more people to vote with us, but we also have to convince them to vote for other people," Scott explained. "That way, they won't deduce that we're trying to vote out Gwen."
"We can have Izzy, Geoff, and Damien vote with us," Eva thought. "As for the rest…"
"I'll tell Brick, Rodney, and Trent to "help me" eliminate Izzy, and you can do the same with Gwen, Millie, Priya, and Sky in order to "get rid" of me," Scott told the bodybuilder. "We have until nighttime, so we better make this quick."
After the standard opening shot for the campfire ceremony, Chef was shown silhouetted against the moon, howling like a wolf.
"Okay!" Chris said as the scene cut to him at his makeshift podium. "So first up, I ran out of marshmallows," he told the twelve campers sitting on an equal number of logs. "So instead," the host continued, "you're just going to come stand over here when I call your name. Eva, you have invincibility, so you're up first!" The muscle woman made her way across the clearing.
"Next up, Sky and Trent!" The two smiled at each other and left their seats. "Damien and Priya, come up as well!" The aforementioned pair high fived each other and walked away from their seats.
"Brick! Geoff! Millie!" One by one, those whom the host called to came and joined the growing group of those still in the game. "Rodney!" The country boy smiled and went to stand with the group. "Izzy!" The wild child cheerfully sprinted to the others.
"Only two left," Chris continued. Scott was shown to be relaxed, while Gwen was feeling tensed up. "And with five votes, the person going home is… Gwen."
"What?!" Gwen exclaimed as she stood up from her seat.
"Sorry that you have to leave, gruesome, but votes are votes," Scott told her smugly.
Gwen was disappointed, but obliged with the rules.
At the Dock of Shame, Gwen stood one last time with Millie and Priya while holding her bags.
"I can't believe you got voted off," Millie said.
"I just got unlucky, Millie. There's nothing we can do about it," Gwen told her friend.
"I know we didn't get off on the right foot, but I am going to miss you," Priya said sadly.
"I never hated you, Priya. You made a few mistakes, but I'm able to get over them," Gwen comforted her. "I may not have won, but at least I was able to open up to a few people here, and I did make it to the merge. That counts as an achievement to me."
Gwen waved her friends goodbye, boarding the Boat of Losers and speeding off into the night.
The background music became ominous as the scene faded into a shot of the moon; it panned down to the opening of a cave, where several open suitcases and their former contents were on the ground. A pair of distinctly different growls were heard before the camera cut to the interior.
Sasquatchanakwa, the large ape-man seen in the show's opening, eagerly lifted a hat similar to Geoff's to his head and admired himself in a hand mirror. The camera panned over to Molotov the bear wearing a set of Katie and Sadie's clothing and squealed in a way reminiscent of the eliminated contestants whose things he was using.
(Roll the Credits)
Topher - 22nd
Anne Maria - 21st
MK - 20th
Justin - 19th
Katie - 18th
Sadie - 17th
Izzy - RETURNED
Rodney - RETURNED
Jasmine - 16th
Ripper - 15th
Sam - 14th
Chase - 13th
MERGE
Gwen - 12th
Boys: Brick, Damien, Geoff, Rodney, Scott, Trent
Girls: Eva, Izzy, Millie, Priya, Sky
Author's Note: And so we say goodbye to the OG finalist Gwen. Seeing as she already got to the final two in the original version, we could not repeat the same arc for her so she had to be dropped. Plus with her being gone, it opens the door for the next episode's elimination.