Author's Note

Hey everyone, sorry for the delay in uploads. But i've been having some trouble writing Total Drama Rejects, so until then i've decided to dust off an old idea from the vault.

This story has a concept as old as Total Drama itself, swapping the stereotypes of the campers! I used a spin wheel, so everything is completely randomized, but I hope you enjoy it.

-MisterStevenson


It opened on a dock surrounded by a gorgeous body of water. In the background was a mountain covered in pine trees, and several clouds dotted the sky. Then, a handsome man with well-styled hair and facial stubble popped into view.

"Yo!" The man greeted with a smile. "We're coming at you live from Camp Wawanakwa, somewhere in Muskoka, Ontario!" He said with a great deal of enthusiasm. "I'm your host…Chris McLean. Dropping season one of the hottest new reality show on television…right now!" Chris exclaimed.

It cut to Chris walking down the dock, accompanied by a drumline. "Here's the deal, twenty two campers have signed up to spend eight weeks here at this crummy old summer camp." Chris explained, stopping when he reached a sign that read "Camp Wawanakwa".

"They'll compete in challenges against each other, then have to face the judgement of their fellow campers." Chris continued. "Every three days, one team will either win a reward, or watch one of their team members walk down the "Dock of Shame", take a ride on the "Boat of Losers", and leave Total Drama Island for good!" Chris explained.

It proceeded to cut to a small clearing with a fire pit in the middle, eleven tree stumps were near it, and an oil drum was sitting near the entrance. "Their fate will be decided here, at the dreaded campfire ceremonies." Chris walked into frame.

"Where each week, all but one will receive…a marshmallow." Chris grabbed a marshmallow on a stick off the oil drum, ate it, and tossed away the stick. "In the end, only one will be left standing, and will be rewarded with cheesy tabloid fame." Chris explained, before briefly holding up some outdated 90s tabloids with a boy band on the covers.

Chris also proceeded to hold up a prop treasure chest. "And a small fortune, which let's face it…they'll probably blow in a week." He said with a smile and a raised eyebrow. "To survive, they'll have to battle black flies…" Chris began, cutting to a swarm of flies being swatted at by a bear. "Grizzly bears…" The shot panned out to show the roaring bear that was swatting at the flies. "Disgusting camp food…" It then cut to a bowl of maggots with a larger one in the middle. "And each other." Chris finished.

"Every moment will be caught on one of the hundreds of security cameras situated around the camp." Chris explained, going through several shots of cameras scattered around the island. "Who will crumble under the pressure? Find out here, right now! On Total…Drama…Island!" Chris exclaimed.

(Fade to Opening Theme)

[Multiple cameras and stage lights appeared from various places. Until a person holding a clapperboard marked the next transition.]

Dear Mom and Dad, i'm doin' fine!

[It showed a flyby shot of the island, Chris was briefly seen sitting in a director's chair talking on the phone and holding a cup of coffee.]

You guys are on my mind!

[It showed the 1000-foot cliff, and the camera dropped into the water below.]

Ya asked me what I wanted to be,

[Sadie was swimming underwater, she smiled and waved to the camera as a school of fish swam past.]

And now I think the answer is plain to see!

[It panned up to show DJ and Lindsay, each sitting on a surfboard, smiling at each other. Then one of the fish surfaced, getting grabbed by an eagle.]

I wanna be…famous!

[Leshawna was in the woods, Surrounded by animals. Until the fish from earlier dropped into her lap, causing the animals to chase her offscreen. It panned away to show Gwen laughing at the display, then Izzy showed up, shaking her head in disappointment.]

I want to live close to the sun…

[Harold and Bridgette were slap fighting in a raft approaching a waterfall, the raft proceeded to go completely over the fall.]

Well pack your bags 'cause i've already won!

[Heather was doing Tai Chi in front of the waterfall, while Harold and Bridgette fell in the background.]

Everything to prove, nothin' in my way.

[Justin, who had his foot tangled in a vine, proceeded to crash into Heather. Then they crashed into the Confessional, Trent falling out with his pants around his ankles.]

I'll get there one day.

[It panned into the kitchen, where Chef was stirring a pot of something with his bare hands. He looked back to Geoff and Tyler, who were sitting at the counter. Both looking at each other nervously.]

'Cause I wanna be…famous!

[It panned across the room to show Owen and Katie arm wrestling. Katie was struggling, while Owen was casually chugging a protein shake. Owen quickly brought down Katie's arm, and it cut to outside the Mess Hall, where Cody and Noah were ogling someone.]

(Na-na nananana, nanana-nana, nananananaaaa)

[It then panned over to reveal Eva, checking out her reflection and flexing one of her biceps. It then proceeded to show a seagull floating in the water, before shortly being pulled down by a large tentacle.]

I wanna be! I wanna be! I wanna be famous! (Na-na nananana, nanana-nana, nananananaaaa)

[It then cut to Ezekiel, waving to the camera. He proceeded to step back and begin twirling a flaming baton, but he messed up and his toque ended up catching on fire, causing him to jump off the dock. It panned upwards and cut to the firepit at nighttime, where Beth and Duncan were facing each other. Until Courtney got between them, smiling flirtatiously at Duncan.]

[The rest of the campers were whistling a tune, while Chris was standing off to the side.]

(Fade Back to Show)

"Welcome back to Total Drama Island!" Chris said, cutting back to him standing on the dock. "Alright, time to meet our first eleven campers. Oh, and we told them that this season was taking place at a boujee 5-Star Resort. So if some of 'em seem a little TO'd, that's probably why." Chris explained.

It briefly cut to the other side of the dock, where the first camper was dropped off, a boy wearing a blue toque. "Ezekiel, what's up?" Chris greeted. "Yo what's up, Chris?" Ezekiel walked up and high-fived the host.

"The Zeke is here to win, eh." Ezekiel bragged. "Hm, not the worst start imaginable." Chris commented, as the next camper was dropped off. "Leshawna." "Chris McLean, what's up, brother?" Leshawna also high-fived Chris.

"Say, you sure you got the right place? Where's the indoor spa?" Leshawna asked. "Yo dawgette, this is it, Camp Wawanakwa!" Chris smiled mischievously. Leshawna just angrily walked down the dock, muttering about false advertising.

The next camper arrived, a short girl with dyed hair and glasses. "Hey, Beth." Chris introduced, before Beth proceeded to excitedly hug Chris. "Oh my gosh, it's so-" Beth seemed to think she was doing something wrong, and stopped hugging Chris. "I mean…whatever, man." Beth said, without emotion.

"Boy, that girl's crazier than my cousin at the mall." Leshawna shook her head. Afterwards, another boat began driving towards the dock. But this one had blaring party music, and a blonde girl was bobbing her head to it. She soon front flipped out of the boat, and gave a thumbs up to the driver.

"Kyle McMahon! It's such an honor to meet you, man!" The girl exclaimed. "Lindsay, welcome to the island…also, it's Chris McLean." Chris corrected. "Haha, sorry bro. Names are like, not my strong point." Lindsay apologized. "Ugh, if I hear any more "Dude Language", i'm gonna hurl." Beth added.

As Lindsay was joining the rest of the campers, someone else got dropped off. "Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Trent." Chris announced as it panned over to show a handsome and well-dressed boy. "Eh…not even close." Chris commented, before pulling out a mirror and smiling at himself.

"Hey, what's up, man?" Trent suavely introduced himself. "Not much, brah." "I saw you on that figure skating show, nice work." Trent complimented. "Yes! I knew I rocked that performance!" Chris exclaimed. "I actually saw it. That Jaques guy dropped his partner straight onto her noggin." Ezekiel interjected.

"*shivers* I know, it was hard to watch." Beth added. Just then, a pair of sneakers touched the dock, and a short sinister/sci-fi tune played, as it panned up to show a serious boy with red hair and glasses. "*ahem* Harold…" Chris greeted, as Harold merely walked past him.

"...So we're staying at a crappy summer camp instead of a luxury resort?" Harold asked, looking back. "That's right." "...Dang." Harold said, before loud music could be heard. It was coming from the next boat, and on it was a pale girl with brown hair and several tattoos.

She angrily jumped off the boat, and glared at everyone. "Gwen, welcome to the show." "I don't…do…surprises." She clenched her fist. "Yeah, your parole officer told me about that. Also told me to give her a call anytime, then have you sent straight to big girl jail!" Chris explained.

"*snort* Alright then." Gwen joined the other campers, then dropped her bag straight onto Harold's foot. "Agh, GOSH!" He started hopping on one foot, clutching the other. "Slick move, dork-ahontas!" Harold exclaimed.

"Dork? You're calling ME a dork?" Gwen growled. But before the confrontation could escalate any further, the next boat could be heard approaching. There was a tan girl wearing a pink tracksuit water skiing off the back of the boat.

"Campers, meet…Katie!" Chris announced, as the boat proceeded to Tokyo Drift its way out of frame, and Katie backflipped into the air…but she botched the landing and face planted onto the dock. "Ooh, that was bad." Lindsay cringed.

"Ugh…wipeout!" Katie raised a fist in the air. Chris was laughing, before feeling someone breathing down his neck. He turned to see a bored raven-haired girl. "Welcome to camp, Heather!" Chris greeted. "...Hey." Heather replied, before slowly joining the rest of the campers.

"Geez, i've seen fanfic writers have burn-outs less intense than that." Gwen commented. "Say what now?" Leshawna asked. Then the next camper was dropped off, a black-haired boy with a goatee and carrying a guitar. "Contestant number nine is Duncan!" Chris motioned to the camper in question.

"What's up man? Good to meetcha." The two shared a fistbump. "Hey, I saw that video of Fametown's last performance. You were killing it on vocals in my opinion." Duncan complimented. "Oh…thank you." Chris actually didn't know what to say to that.

"The heck is a "Fametown"?" Ezekiel asked. "A 90s boy band that bombed due to a lack of identity." Harold responded. It panned back over to Chris and Duncan. "...So is this it?" Duncan asked. "Yep, this is the Total Drama experience!" Chris answered. "Alright then…" Duncan went and stood by the gathered campers, also glancing at Heather.

Heather looked uninterested, although she did briefly glance his way. After that the next camper showed up, it was a tall, well-built boy carrying a surfboard. He stepped onto the dock and approached Chris. "Hey, 'sup y'all?" He greeted.

"Our surfer dude, DJ, is here!" Chris announced. "*snort* Nice board, this ain't Malibu, Ken." Gwen snarked. "The flyer said we'd be on a beach." DJ said. "We are!" Chris exclaimed, briefly showing a dirty beach. "*sigh* Great…" DJ sighed from disappointment.

"And that makes-*thump*" Chris was suddenly hit by DJ's surfboard. "Darnit, that hurt!" He yelled out. "Sorry honey, flyers promise a lot of things." Leshawna tried comforting. "Yeah, I know." DJ turned at an angle and almost hit a few people with his board.

"Dag! Watch the board, eh!" Ezekiel shouted. "Uh, sorry about that." DJ sheepishly rubbed his neck. The next boat proceeded to drop off a bookish-looking blonde boy wearing a trilby hat. "Our next camper is Geoff." Chris said, still rubbing his head.

"Hello, salutations, what's up, and however you say hi." Geoff introduced. "So there's no resort, huh?" "Noperino! All part of the magic!" Chris proceeded to wave his hands excitedly. "Yeah, the magic of cheapness…" Geoff snarkily commented as he walked down the dock.

Then another boat drove up to the dock. This one blaring rap music and carrying a girl with blonde hair, and wearing a backwards baseball cap. "Yo, wassup my diggity dogs!" She greeted, sounding like every middle-aged white mom who tries to sound cool.

"Uh…Bridgette…" Chris confusedly greeted the girl, who just walked past him. "Hey, coolio-de-moolios! High five!" DJ slowly high-fived the girl, then Ezekiel leaned into frame. "Y'know, I ain't never seen someone like you in real life, eh." He said. "Uh, whatcha mean by that, homeslice?" "You're all gangster…but you're white." Ezekiel bluntly answered.

"Oh, no you didn't! You did not just say that!" Bridgette shouted, startling several other campers. "I'll show you how "gangster" this homegirl can get!" Bridgette angrily marched towards Ezekiel, but was held back by DJ and Leshawna. Ezekiel was…making a bunch of horrible karate stances.

Then an air horn went off, breaking up everything. "Alright, enough horsing around! We kinda got a show going on at the moment!" Chris exclaimed. This caused Bridgette to angrily straighten her shirt, while Ezekiel just shot her a nervous smile.

The next boat pulled up after that, dropping off two boys wearing scarves, sunglasses, and looking like they just came from a fashion show. "Gentlemen…Noah, Cody, welcome to your new home for the next eight weeks!" Chris greeted the pair, also briefly cutting to the disgusting campground.

"Darling, I do believe we have been swindled." Noah said in the most stereotypically posh accent imaginable. "Hmm, but look on the bright side, dearie. We can get some fashionable ideas from this ghastly place." Cody added, just as fancily.

The two walked towards the group, as another boat dropped off a boy wearing two wrist braces. "Tyler! What's up man?" Chris greeted. "Aw, nothing much, man. Hey, bring it in!" Tyler fistbumped Chris, which caused Chris' hand to make an audible cracking sound. "Hngh…good to have you." Chris groaned as Tyler joined the rest of the campers.

The next boat dropped off a girl with a flirtatious look on her face. "Courtney, the human flirt machine!" Chris high-fived Courtney with the hand that wasn't currently in pain. "Hehe, i'm so excited to be here…" Courtney strutted to the end of the dock. "I see plenty of handsome guys have already arrived." Courtney gave each currently-present boy a flirty look.

After that whole exchange, another boat came and dropped off a large boy with a mullet, and holding a protein shake. "Woo! Yeah, guess who's here!?" The boy flexed his arms. "Owen…glad you could make it." Chris hid his hands behind his back, not wanting even more pain.

Owen ran towards the end of the dock, slung his bag down, and took a big swig of his protein shake. "Yeah! That's what i'm talking about!" Owen exclaimed, as DJ was clutching his foot, Owen's bag having landed on it.

"So our next camper should be-" "Yay! Chris McLean, like, what's up!?" An excited, jolly girl shouted. "Sadie, welcome!" Chris greeted. "Oh wow, this is just so…so…" Sadie trailed off. "Completely and totally amazing!?" Katie chimed in. "*gasp* Exactly! This is so completely and totally amazing!" Sadie cheered as she suddenly hugged Chris.

"Uh…you about finished?" Chris questioned. "Hehe, sorry…i'm just-" "Hold that thought! Here comes Izzy." Chris interrupted Sadie, as a polite-looking orange haired girl arrived on the next boat. Izzy dutifully walked towards the gathered campers. "Hello, you must be the other contestants." Izzy greeted, extending her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you all." She said.

"Nice to meet you, ma'am! I'm Owen!" Owen ferociously shook Izzy's hand. "Nice to meet you Owe-" "Wow!" Owen suddenly exclaimed. Romantic music kicked in as the next boat came, it was carrying a tough-looking girl with her hair down. It cut back to the campers, to show that Owen, Ezekiel, and Gwen were ogling the girl.

"Folks, this is Evelyn. Welcome to Total Drama Island." "Heh, thanks Chris, psyched to be here. And just call me Eva for short." Eva fist bumped the host, and began walking towards the gathered campers. Ezekiel proceeded to run up to Eva.

"I like your…um…shoes!" "Thanks man." "Y'know, because they're all…expensive and stuff." "Uh, they actually ain't all that expensive…thanks though." Eva casually joined the group, leaving Ezekiel to mentally facepalm at the fact he floundered through that whole thing.

"Hey everyone, it's Justin!" Chris called to the campers, cutting to the final boat. Carrying a handsome boy with frazzled hair, he jumped off the boat, and face planted on the dock. "Oh my!" "That was bad, hahaha!" Beth and Gwen reacted.

"Uh, you okay there, Justin?" Chris asked. "...Hey!" Justin suddenly leaped up. "Hey, how ya doin'? Is this the camp? Looks awful, i'm hungry, let's eat!" Justin spoke quickly and crazily. "...What!?" Harold exclaimed.

"Okay, first things first. We're going to need a group photo for all the promotional material, and potential merchandise! So everyone to the end of the dock!" Chris ordered. The twenty two campers proceeded to gather at the end of the dock, and Chris hopped up on a nearby boat and pulled out a camera.

"Okay…one…two…three!" Chris exclaimed, snapping a picture. "Wait, hold on, forgot the lens cap!" Chris smiled cheekily, not impressing the bunched up campers. "Okay, hold that pose…! One…two- no wait, card's full!" Chris interrupted yet again.

"Come on, i'm not used to smiling for this long." Heather said. "Alright, got it now! Everyone say Wawanakwa!" Chris exclaimed. "Wawanakwa- AGH!" The campers screamed as the dock collapsed, sending them all into the water.

"Okay, you guys. Dry off and meet at the campfire pit in ten!" Chris said.

(Cut to Commercial)

It faded into a back-facing shot of Chris at the fire pit. "This…is Camp Wawanakwa. Your home for the next eight weeks." Chris began, panning up to show the twenty two campers. Half of them standing, and half of them sitting on tree stumps.

"The campers sitting around you will be your cabin mates, your competition, and maybe even your friends…ya dig?" Chris explained. Several of the campers gave different reactions to this. "The last camper to stay on the island, the one who survives the longest…will win one hundred thousand dollars!" Chris exclaimed.

"Excuse me, what'll our sleeping arrangements be? Because there's a few…studs that i'd like to bunk with." Courtney purred. "...Please tell me they aren't co-ed." Harold begged. "No, girls get one side of each cabin, and dudes get the other." Chris explained.

"Hey Chris, as the second most handsome guy here…can I get the lake view?" Trent asked, also kissing up a bit. "Okay, you are…but that's not really how things work around here." Chris answered. "I have to be with Cody, or i'll shut down." "And i'll become a tear-jerking mess!" Noah and Cody explained.

"*sigh* Can this like, get any worse?" Beth groaned, before she and Geoff were put into a double-headlock by Owen. "This is gonna be fun! We're gonna be pals, we're gonna be buddies! We're gonna wrestle all day and night!" Owen was aggressively excited.

"*choke* At least we're not…with her." Geoff pointed at Gwen, who was currently giving a deer an Indian Burn. "Alright, here's the deal. I'm going to split you into two teams, if I call your name out, go stand over there." Chris instructed.

"Beth, Duncan, Harold, Courtney, Trent, Ezekiel, Noah, Sadie, Bridgette, Eva, and…Geoff!" Chris called out. "From this moment on, you guys will be officially known as…The Screaming Gophers!" Chris exclaimed, throwing a green banner to Sadie.

"I'm a gopher…? Awesome!" Sadie cheered. "Time out, what about Cody…?" Noah asked. "And the rest of you, over here! Lindsay, DJ, Leshawna, Katie, Cody, Justin, Izzy, Tyler, Gwen, Owen, and…Heather! Move move move!" Chris exclaimed.

"B-But Cody is a Bass!" "And Noah is a Gopher!" Noah and Cody cried out. "Cody, is it?/Noah, is it?" Duncan and Izzy asked respectively. "Your…friend, would want you to continue." Duncan comforted. "Don't worry, everything will be okay." Izzy comforted.

"I miss you, Codykins!" "I miss you too!" The duo cried as they were escorted to their teams. "But they're in the same general vicinity…it's not sad at all." Ezekiel said. "You guys will officially be known as…The Killer Bass!" Chris announced, throwing Harold a red banner.

"Dude, that's totally…killer!" Tyler exclaimed. "Alright campers, you and your teams will be on camera in all public areas during this competition." Chris began.

(Confessional)

Chris- "You will also be able to share your innermost thoughts on tape with video diaries anytime you want. Let the audience at home know what you're REALLY thinking…or just get something off your chest."

Gwen: Alright…this effing blows.

Ezekiel- "Uh, I ain't good with technology…where's the camera, eh?"

Loon- [Putting on lipstick.]

Lindsay- What's up dudes? I got something VERY important to say…[Belch!] Hahaha!

(Confessional End)

"Alright, any questions…? Cool, let's find your cabins." Chris said, before cutting to a shot of him walking up to two cabins. "Gophers are in the East Cabin, Bass is in the West!" Chris explained.

It cut to a shot of a door opening, revealing a room with three sets of bunk beds. "Bunk beds? Ain't this a little…summer camp-ish?" Bridgette asked. "I'm pretty sure that's the idea." Beth interjected. "Man, shut up Nerd Goth Emo girl." Bridgette huffed. "You know, i've been to many different camps in my time. I'm very much used to this atmosphere by now." Harold added, passing by the door, also cutting to the outside.

"Hey, where're the outlets? I gotta plug in my hair dryer." Trent asked. There are some in the Communal Bathrooms, just across the way." Chris answered, panning over to a disgusting building. "Whoa, I didn't know we were getting political!" Trent exclaimed. "*sigh* Not Communist…Communal!" Chris clarified.

"Oh…so we shower together." Trent began eyeing up several of the nearby girls. This causing Duncan, Ezekiel, and Geoff to look out from the Boy's side. "Y'know, this makes me glad that we're in a cabin with just guys. Know what I mean?" Ezekiel asked, only to be met with silence.

"No wait, don't take that out of context! I love the ladies…I just don't like being near them! Er-wait!" Ezekiel ran back inside, trying to salvage whatever he was attempting to say. "Excuse me, Chris?" Tyler called out from the Bass cabin.

"Will there be any kind of chaperone during this?" He asked. "You're all 16 years old. As old as a Counselor-In-Training at a regular summer camp. So other than myself, you'll be completely unsupervised!" Chris answered. "...Radical!" Tyler fistpumped.

After that, a girly scream was heard in the Bass cabin, and several campers went to investigate. "Oh man, that white boy can scream." Leshawna commented. "W-What is that horrid beast!? Kill it, kill it!" Cody was standing on a stool, freaking out over a cockroach.

"*gasp* AHHH!" DJ shrieked. Tyler and Bridgette ran inside and tried stomping on the roach, but it was too fast. Everyone was screaming, until Gwen came in and simply crushed it. "Seriously…? Our ancestors are facepalming right now." Gwen commented.

"Hey, those things are little and quick!" Tyler retorted, before soon cutting to a larger building. "Listen up! I serve it three times a day, and you will eat it three times a day!" A large Chef ordered. "So grab your tray, get your food, and sit your butts down now!" Chef yelled.

"Pardon me, will we be getting all the major food groups?" Ezekiel asked. "Yes, because I get hypoglycemic real bad, if I don't get enough sugar." Harold explained. "You'll get a whole lotta SHUT THE HECK UP!" Chef angrily exclaimed, causing Harold and Ezekiel to leave.

"Hehe, have a cow." Sadie was giggling with Lindsay. "What was that!? Come closer, big girl. I didn't hear you…" Chef glared at Sadie. " I…uh…didn't really say anything." "I'm sure you didn't." Chef said as Sadie walked away. "And you, blondie." Chef motioned to Lindsay. "Give me your plate." Chef scooped a large portion of meat-substance on Lindsay's tray, but he had to do it twice…as the substance re-attached itself to the scoop.

Lindsay walked away, as it cut to Leshawna and Eva standing in line. "Hey, what's up, girl?" Leshawna asked. "Hm? Oh, not too much…nice earrings." Eva complimented. "Really? Well, thank-" "NEXT!" Chef interrupted.

It cut to Trent and Beth, who just received their food. "Hey, doesn't a handsome, privileged guy like me get the good stuff?" Trent asked, but was met with Chef crushing a fly mid-air. "I think that's a no…" Beth added. "Well, you're a cheapskate then." Trent huffed, walking away.

"*ahem* So like, my food just moved…or whatever. I don't care, or something like that." Beth complained. Chef just proceeded to smash her tray with a mallet. "Um…thank you!" Beth shuffled offscreen, before cutting to a shot of both teams eating.

"Welcome to the Main Lodge!" Chris entered the room. "Yo hombre, can we order some pizzas?" Lindsay asked. SUddenly, a meat cleaver flew past her head and hit the wall. "Gah! It's cool, bro! Brown slop is cool!" Lindsay exclaimed.

"Your first challenge begins…in one hour." Chris announced, walking out of the Mess Hall. "So what do you think they'll make us do?" DJ asked. "Well, if we're taking difficulty into account…nothing too hard." Izzy answered.

It proceeded to cut to all twenty two campers in their swimsuits, standing on top of a 1000-foot tall cliff. "Oh sh-*bleep*." DJ cursed.

(Fade to Black)


Author's Note- Post Script

So there's chapter 1, I feel like it came out alright.

Well, I don't really have much else to say, aside from "look out for more"!

-MisterStevenson