"Last time on Total Drama: Heroes and Villains, tensions were high as the campers competed in a series of Olympic-inspired challenges, including archery, fencing, track racing, cycling, diving, swimming, and wrestling. With alliances forming and rivalries intensifying, tensions reached new heights as each team fought for victory. Despite the Renegades' initial lead, the Bards and Goblins proved to be formidable opponents, resulting in a tiebreaker between the Bards and Goblins. In the end, it was Katie from the Green Goblins who faced elimination, bidding a tearful farewell to her friend, but last second Sadie decided to leave in her place, and for a second time Katie was saved, annoying I know. As the competition grows fiercer, the remaining campers must strategize and fight harder than ever to stay in the game."
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Theme Song Plays
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*Blue Bards Cabin, Girl's Side*
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In the Blue Bards' girls' cabin, Melissa was brushing her hair, her reflection slightly distorted in the small, worn-out mirror hanging on the wall. She turned to Brianna, who was sitting cross-legged on her bunk, lost in thought.
"So, Brianna, you never talk much about yourself. What's your life like outside the camp?" Melissa asked, her tone light and curious.
Brianna fidgeted slightly, her fingers playing with a loose thread on her blanket. "Oh, there's not much to tell," she replied, her voice almost a whisper. "I'm not that interesting. I mean, compared to you all, I'm just... ordinary."
Melissa raised an eyebrow, not buying it for a second. "Ordinary? Come on, Brianna, you're anything but. You're always so focused and supportive."
Brianna shrugged, her gaze dropping to the floor. "I guess. But really, I don't have any cool stories or big plans like everyone else. Sometimes I feel like I'm just... here"
Melissa put down her hairbrush and moved closer, her expression softening. "Hey, don't say that. We all have our strengths, and you're an essential part of this team. Don't let anyone, especially yourself, make you feel less than that."
A weak smile appeared on Brianna's face. "Thanks, Melissa. I appreciate it. But enough about me. What about you? You mentioned Alejandro earlier. What's his deal?"
Melissa's eyes lit up, and she sighed, leaning back against her pillow. "Alejandro... he's a total drama magnet. He was on the 'Total Drama World Tour' season, you know? I'm such a fan of the show, and he was one of the most unforgettable contestants. He was a total hottie but he was also so evil he tricked his entire team into doing his bidding"
Brianna nodded, encouraging her to continue. "Sounds like a lot to handle. I'm glad we don't have anyone like that in the Bards."
"Me too," Melissa said, her relief evident. "I mean, it's nice to have a team where everyone is on the same page, you know? No drama, no egos. Just us working together, focusing on winning. I couldn't imagine dealing with someone like Alejandro here."
Brianna smiled, feeling a bit lighter. "We are pretty lucky. It's important to have a team that supports each other. Makes all the difference."
Melissa grinned. "Yeah, it does. And hey, thanks for listening. Sometimes it feels good just to vent about it."
"Anytime, Melissa," Brianna replied, her voice sincere. "That's what teammates are for."
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Confessional-Brianna
"I'm so glad I could change the subject so quickly, I am really not ready to talk about my past yet."
Confessional-Melissa
" I feel bad not telling Brianna that Wade may be bad but also I don't know if I believe that he could possibly be bad, he is such a team player."
End Confessional
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*Blue Bards Cabin, Guy's Side*
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In the Blue Bards' boys' cabin. Wade sat on his bunk, a charming smile plastered on his face as he watched Hardington Mayes meticulously fold his clothes. Despite the outward calm, the recent string of losses weighed heavily on both of their minds.
Hardington paused in his folding, glancing up at Wade with a worried expression. "Wade, do you ever think about who might get voted off if we lose the next challenge?"
Wade leaned back, maintaining his relaxed demeanor. "Hardington, you worry too much. We've got this. We just need to stay focused and give it our best."
Hardington sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly. "But we've lost more than any other team so far. What if it happens again? Who would we vote off?"
Wade's smile faltered for a split second before he recovered, his eyes softening in a show of empathy. "Look, I get it. Losing isn't easy. But we can't let it get to us. We have to stay strong and keep pushing forward."
Hardington sat down on the edge of his bunk, the worry etched deep in his features. "I just hate the idea of sending someone home. Everyone's worked so hard to be here. And... I hate when people think I'm something I'm not. It feels like I'm always trying to prove myself."
Wade moved closer, placing a reassuring hand on Hardington's shoulder. "You're one of the best players on this team, Hardington. You're thoughtful, you care about everyone, and you always give it your all. That's more than enough. And as for what people think... you can't control that. Just be yourself."
Hardington looked at Wade, a small, appreciative smile forming on his lips. "Thanks, Wade. That means a lot."
Wade's eyes gleamed with a hint of calculation before he continued, his voice gentle. "Anytime, buddy. We're a team, and we've got each other's backs. We'll win the next challenge. I believe in us."
Hardington nodded, his confidence bolstered slightly by Wade's words. "You're right. We can do this."
As Hardington returned to his meticulous folding, a flicker of determination in his eyes, Wade leaned back, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. Hardington was so easy to manipulate, his innocence and naivety making him the perfect pawn. For now, keeping the team united and focused on winning was in Wade's best interest.
The cabin settled into a tense silence, the two boys each lost in their thoughts. One, innocent and trusting, determined to prove himself and keep the team together. The other, plotting his next move, ever the two-faced strategist in a game where only the strongest would survive.
Confessional-Wade
"He was kinda close to me there, I wonder if he is gay, if he is I wonder if he is into me, most importantly if he is, I wonder how I can use it to my advantage."
End Confessional
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*Green Goblin's Cabin, Guy's Side*
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In the Green Goblins' boys' cabin, the morning sun filtered through the small windows, casting a soft glow on the wooden walls. The air was filled with the quiet rustle of movement as the boys went about their routines. Wolfie shadowboxed in a corner, his focus intense, while Leon and Howard sat on their bunks, each lost in their thoughts.
Leon glanced over at Giovanni, admiring his dedication. "You know, watching you train reminds me of Rocky," he said, quoting, "'It ain't about how hard you hit. It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward.'"
Wolfie paused mid-punch, giving Leon a nod before returning to his practice. He appreciated the comparison but was not in the mood for conversation. Leon, undeterred, turned to Howard, who was methodically packing his backpack.
"Hey, Howard, got any plans for today after the challenge?" Leon asked, trying to engage him.
Howard shrugged, not meeting Leon's eyes. "Not really. Just... you know, the usual. Maybe I'll go on a walk, act like I am hunting if we have time."
Leon nodded, sensing Howard's discomfort. "Sounds cool. You know, in The Hunger Games, Katniss used her hunting skills to survive. You'd do great in a situation like that."
Howard gave a small smile, though it didn't reach his eyes. "Umm Thanks" he muttered mostly under his breath
The cabin fell into silence again, broken only by the rhythmic thuds of Wolfie's punches. Leon's mind drifted to Brittany, his feelings for her clouding his judgment. He worried about the possibility of her asking him to frame someone, or betray them, a thought that made his stomach churn.
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*Green Goblin's Cabin,Girl's Side*
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As the morning sun began to peek through the canopy of trees, casting a golden glow over the camp, the atmosphere in the girls' cabin was anything but serene.
Katie, her usually bubbly demeanor overshadowed by sorrow, sat hunched over on her bunk, tears streaming down her cheeks as she mourned the absence of her friends. "I can't believe Sadie and Rodney are gone," she sniffled, her voice choked with emotion. "I don't know how I'm supposed to go on without them."
Julia, sitting nearby with her notebook in hand, observed the scene with a solemn expression. Though she preferred to keep to herself, the pain etched on Katie's face tugged at her heartstrings. She glanced up from her writing, her brow furrowed in concern, but said nothing, unsure of how to offer comfort in such a tumultuous moment.
Meanwhile, Brittany, the epitome of cold-hearted resolve, was busy honing her skills in the corner of the cabin. With each punch and kick, her movements were swift and calculated, a testament to the deadly precision she possessed. Her eyes burned with an intensity that matched the fiery determination in her heart.
As Katie continued to lament her loss, Brittany's patience wore thin. With a sharp exhale, she interrupted the girl's sorrowful soliloquy, her voice dripping with disdain. "Enough with the waterworks, Katie," she sneered, her fists flying with lethal accuracy. "Crying won't bring them back, and it certainly won't win us any challenges."
Katie's eyes widened in surprise at the venom in Brittany's tone, her tears momentarily forgotten in the face of such hostility. But before she could respond, Brittany delivered a final blow, her words cutting like a knife through the air. "Shape up or ship out," she spat, her voice cold and unforgiving. "We don't have time for weakness here."
"Brittany be nice" Julia managed to say, surprising everyone in the room including Julia.
"You're dead, if you speak to me like that again" Brittany replied, throwing her words at Julia.
With that, Brittany returned to her training, leaving Katie to grapple with her emotions in the harsh light of reality. And as the girls' cabin fell silent once more, the weight of Brittany's words hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the cutthroat nature of their competition.
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Confessional-Brittany
"Katie is useless she is supposed to be out next, but Julia better watch he back if she wants to survive, the only thing worse than being useless is telling me what to do, her days on the island are numbered"
End Confessional
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*Red Renegades Cabin, Girl's Side*
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In the red team's cabin, an undercurrent of tension simmered beneath the surface as each girl went about her morning routine, lost in her own thoughts and motivations.
Clara, the master manipulator, sat perched on her bunk, a sly smile playing at the corners of her lips as she observed her teammates with calculating eyes. With deft fingers, she subtly rearranged items, planting the seeds of discord that would soon bloom into full-blown conflict. She knew that patience was key, biding her time until the perfect moment to strike.
Kylie, the enigmatic rebel, moved about the cabin with a confident swagger, her mind occupied by thoughts of strategy and survival. Though her heart belonged to Zane, she understood the dangers of entangling herself in romance amidst the chaos of competition. With a mischievous grin, she flirted shamelessly with danger, toeing the line between rebellion and recklessness.
Meanwhile, Ana, the embodiment of allure and ambition, lounged lazily on her bunk, her scantily clad form a testament to her confidence and power. With a flick of her hair and a coy smile, she wielded her feminine wiles like a weapon, bending men to her will with effortless charm. Yet beneath her facade of beauty and bravado lurked a mind as sharp as a blade, her sights set firmly on the prize of wealth and success.
As the morning wore on, the air in the cabin grew heavy with tension, each girl lost in her own machinations and desires. Conversation was sparse, the silence punctuated only by the occasional rustle of fabric or the soft murmur of whispered schemes.
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*Red Renegades Cabin, Guy's Side*
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In the cramped confines of the red team's cabin, an atmosphere of camaraderie prevailed, albeit tinged with an undercurrent of hardened resolve. The four boys, though close, shared a bond tempered by the trials they faced together, their laughter and jests serving as a brief respite from the weight of their collective burdens.
Zane, perched on his bunk with a mischievous glint in his eye, flashed a wry grin as he tossed out a quip, his dry wit punctuating the air with humor. Ax, reclining on his bunk with a stoic expression, offered up a curt remark in response, his terse words laced with a hint of sarcasm.
Clay, leaning against the wall with arms crossed, observed the exchange with a rare smile playing at the corners of his lips, his typically reserved demeanor thawing in the warmth of their shared laughter. Dallas, seated apart from the others with a hardened glint in his eye, listened to the banter with a guarded expression, his own contributions to the conversation few and far between.
Despite their differences, the four boys found solace in each other's company.
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*Mess Hall*
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The mess hall was a scene of mixed emotions and varied activities as the contestants gathered for another day of competition. Leon and Brittany, seemingly oblivious to their surroundings, were engrossed in a passionate display of affection, their lips locked in a fervent kiss.
Amidst the quiet backdrop, Julia sat at a nearby table, lost in her own world of thoughts and reflections, her pen scratching across the pages of her notebook with focused determination.
On the opposite side of the room, Zane and Kylie engaged in a lively conversation, their voices animated as they discussed strategy for the upcoming challenge. The audience could just overhear Kylie say "You're not that lame, I swear."
Meanwhile, Dallas's gaze remained fixed on Ana, his expression a mix of longing and admiration as he watched her with a mixture of awe and desire.
The atmosphere shifted with the arrival of Chris, his imposing presence casting a shadow over the room as he delivered the news of the day's challenge "it's back to yet another classic total drama challenge, this time we are bringing back the cookoff and Total Drama's favorite Geoff to judge with Chef and I.
Geoff made his entrance with his characteristic laid-back charm, his easy going demeanor a welcome contrast to Chris's harsh demeanor. "Good to be back, brah," he declared with a grin, his presence injecting a much-needed sense of levity into the room.
"As I was saying before being interrupted" Chris complained "we will have three judges and all the judges will eat each of the three courses you have to provide for us. We will then pick the best meal and the other two teams will be sending someone to the dock of shame, so pick your head chef wisely.
In the midst of the chaotic mess hall, where emotions were as raw as the ingredients awaiting preparation, the Green Team found themselves at a pivotal moment. Katie's tear-stained cheeks spoke volumes, her distress palpable as she grappled with the weight of the challenge ahead.
Brittany, ever the opportunist, wasted no time in seizing control of the situation. With a confidence that bordered on arrogance, she stepped forward, her voice cutting through the clamor with icy determination.
"I'll be the head chef for the Green Team," Brittany declared, her tone brooking no dissent as she asserted her authority.
Leon, offered a silent nod of agreement, his compliance further solidifying Brittany's position at the helm. And as the tension thickened, no one dared to challenge her decision, each member acutely aware of the consequences of defiance in such dire circumstances.
In the end, there was only resignation, a silent acceptance of the inevitable. With Brittany at the helm, the Green Team prepared to face the culinary challenge ahead, their fate hanging precariously in the balance.
"I really don't care who's head chef" Chris said "just make something good"
*Renegades Kitchen*
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Ana, with a smirk playing on her lips, decided it was time to assign roles for their team's cooking challenge.
"Alright, team," Ana announced, her voice cutting through the chaotic atmosphere, "we need a head chef. Any volunteers?"
Clara, always quick to take advantage of a situation, suggested, "Dallas should be our head chef. He's got that rancher's touch."
Dallas shrugged, a hint of reluctance in his eyes. "I think Ana should take the lead. She's got the vision for this kind of thing."
Ana, however, had other plans. She subtly reached out and touched Zane's arm, her gaze locking with his. "No, Zane will be our head chef. I have complete faith in his abilities."
Zane, taken aback by the unexpected nomination, hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement. "I'll do my best."
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Confessional-Kylie
"Why is she touching my man?"
End Confessional
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With Zane appointed as head chef, he wasted no time in brainstorming a menu that would showcase their skills and impress the judges. After careful consideration, he unveiled their three-course meal plan:
For the appetizer: Caprese Salad with Balsamic Glaze and Garlic Crostini
For the main course: Grilled Ribeye Steak with Roasted Garlic Mashed Potatoes and Sautéed Green Beans
For dessert: Decadent Chocolate Lava Cake with Raspberry Coulis
Once the menu was set, Zane swiftly delegated tasks to his teammates. Kylie and Zane took charge of dessert, their hands moving in perfect sync as they prepared the intricate chocolate lava cakes. Meanwhile, Dallas, Ana, and Clara collaborated on the main course, each bringing their own flair to the dish. And finally, Ax and Clay tackled the appetizer, working seamlessly together to create the perfect starter.
As the kitchen buzzed with activity, the Renegades worked in harmony, their determination to win driving them forward. With Zane at the helm and a delectable menu in the works, they were ready to take on the challenge and emerge victorious.
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*Goblins Kitchen*
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In the chaotic confines of the Goblins' kitchen, Brittany's voice rang out above the clatter of pots and pans, her orders sharp and demanding.
"Leon, get those vegetables chopped, and make it snappy!" she barked, pacing back and forth like a general commanding her troops.
Leon, eager to please Brittany despite his misgivings, hurriedly obeyed.
Meanwhile, Katie and Howard found themselves paired together, a combination that seemed doomed from the start. Katie, still sniffling from earlier, attempted to follow Brittany's instructions while Howard struggled to keep up, his nerves getting the best of him.
Over by the stove, Julia and Wolfie worked in tense silence, their mismatched personalities clashing as they attempted to tackle the complicated recipes Brittany had chosen. Julia, normally reserved, found herself growing increasingly frustrated with Wolfie's lack of focus, while Wolfie, lost in his own thoughts, seemed oblivious to Julia's irritation.
As the chaos unfolded around them, Brittany continued to bark orders, her lack of culinary expertise evident in the nonsensical menu she had chosen:
For the appetizer: Spicy Buffalo Chicken Wings with Blue Cheese Dip
For the main course: Sushi Rolls with a Side of Spaghetti and Meatballs
For dessert: Garlic-infused Chocolate Chip Cookies
With each passing moment, it became increasingly clear that the Goblins were facing an uphill battle in the kitchen. Hindered by Brittany's poor decision-making and the discord among the team members, they struggled to make progress on their assigned tasks. Yet, despite the odds stacked against them, they pressed on, determined to prove themselves in the face of adversity.
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*Bards Kitchen*
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In the Bards' kitchen, Wade stepped into his element with confidence, his culinary skills matched only by his natural leadership abilities. As the team gathered around the countertops, Wade wasted no time in taking charge, his authoritative yet reassuring tone immediately setting the tone for their cooking endeavor.
"All right, team," he began, a warm smile on his face masking the calculated ambition behind his eyes. "Let's make this meal one to remember. Brianna, Melissa, and Hardington, I want each of you to pick which course you feel most passionate about. We'll work together to make it shine."
Brianna, eager to prove herself despite her insecurities, hesitated for a moment before speaking up. "I'll take the appetizer," she said, her voice tinged with uncertainty.
"Great choice," Wade replied, offering her an encouraging nod. "You've got this."
Turning to Melissa, Wade waited patiently as she deliberated her decision, her excitement evident in her eyes. "I'll do dessert," she declared finally, a sense of determination settling over her.
"Perfect," Wade exclaimed, his enthusiasm infectious. "And that leaves the main course for you, Hardington. Let's get started."
With Wade's guidance, the team set to work, each member pouring their heart and soul into their assigned tasks. Wade moved from station to station, offering gentle encouragement and expert advice, his supportive demeanor belying the competitive edge that lurked beneath the surface.
Together, they crafted a menu that showcased their individual talents:
For the appetizer: Caprese Pasta Salad with Fresh Basil Pesto
For the main course: Creamy Chicken Alfredo with Roasted Garlic Knots
For dessert: Luscious Lemon Cake with Zesty Lemon Glaze
As the aroma of their culinary creations filled the air, the Bards worked in harmony, united by their shared goal of victory. And though Wade's true motives remained hidden from view, his dedication to the team's success was undeniable, a testament to his cunning nature and unwavering determination.
Confessional-Wade
"We really need a win today, I worry I sacrificed to many pawns at this point"
End Confessional
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*Goblins Kitchen*
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The Goblins' kitchen was a chaotic whirlwind of activity, with Brittany's harsh voice cutting through the noise. The countertops were cluttered with mismatched ingredients, and the stress in the room was palpable.
"Howard, hurry up with those onions! We don't have all day!" Brittany barked, her fists clenched as she glared at the team.
Howard fumbled with the onions, his hands shaking slightly. "I'm going as fast as I can, Brittany."
Katie, tears streaming down her face, was struggling with a pot of boiling water. "I-I don't know if I can do this..."
Brittany rolled her eyes, clearly annoyed. "Stop crying and focus, Katie! We can't afford any mistakes."
Meanwhile, Julia was diligently working on a delicate sauce, her notebook open beside her as she referred to her notes. She was in her own world, trying to block out the chaos around her.
Leon, who had been hovering near Brittany, received a subtle nod from her. "Hey, Julia, could you pass me the salt?" he asked, moving closer to her.
Julia, absorbed in her work, nodded and reached for the salt. As she did, Leon "accidentally" bumped her elbow, causing her to spill a small amount of sauce. "Oh no!" she exclaimed, scrambling to save what she could.
Brittany smirked, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Julia, be more careful! We can't have any more screw-ups."
Wolfie, who had been practicing his boxing moves in the corner, finally spoke up, his voice calm but firm. "Brittany, yelling at everyone isn't helping. We need to work together."
Brittany glared at him, but before she could retort, Howard's panicked voice interrupted. "The onions are burning!"
Brittany rushed over, yanking the pan off the heat. "Unbelievable. Can't any of you do anything right?"
The chaos continued, with Brittany pairing the team members in ways that made no sense. She was working with Leon on the dessert, a complex soufflé that neither of them had experience with. Katie and Howard were struggling to prepare an intricate main course, while Julia and Wolfie were tasked with the appetizer, a delicate seafood dish that required precise timing and technique.
Howard glanced over at Katie, who was still sniffling. "We can do this, Katie. Just take a deep breath."
Katie nodded, trying to steady herself. "Okay, Howard. Let's just focus on getting through this."
Meanwhile, Julia was visibly frustrated with the state of the kitchen. She turned to Wolfie, her voice low. "This isn't going well. Do you think we can pull this off?"
Wolfie gave a small nod. "We'll do our best. Just ignore Brittany and focus on what we need to do."
As the minutes ticked by, the tension in the kitchen only grew. Brittany's constant barking of orders and the general disarray made it clear that their three-course meal was going to be a disaster. The soufflé was undercooked, the main course over-seasoned, and the seafood dish was a mess.
Finally, Brittany threw up her hands. "This is a disaster! We're going to lose at this rate!"
Confessional-Brittany
"Leon made Julia look like a fool, I really have his full support, good to know, sad we will likely lose this challenge but we have teammates to spare"
End Confessional
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*Bards Kitchen*
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The kitchen of the Bards' was filled with the delicious aroma of garlic and herbs as Wade, Brianna, Hardington, and Melissa bustled about, preparing their three-course meal. The countertop was strewn with ingredients, and the clatter of utensils mixed with their lively chatter.
Wade stirred a pot of simmering marinara sauce, glancing over at Brianna, who was busy kneading dough for garlic knots. "How's it going with the dough, Brianna? Need any help?"
Brianna shook her head, a determined look on her face. "Nope, I've got this. It's actually kind of therapeutic, you know?"
Melissa, chopping fresh basil for the pasta, smiled. "I get that. Cooking can be really relaxing. Plus, it's a nice break from all the drama."
Hardington, carefully zesting lemons for the lemon cake, chimed in. "Indeed, it is a splendid diversion. And it smells delightful in here, doesn't it?"
Wade laughed, giving the sauce a final stir before turning to check on Hardington's progress. "It sure does. We're going to impress those judges, no doubt about it."
Brianna looked up from her dough, a hint of worry in her eyes. "Do you really think so? I mean, what if they don't like it?"
Wade walked over and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Hey, we've got this. You've all done an amazing job. Just trust in our skills."
Melissa nodded, adding the freshly chopped basil to a bowl. "Yeah, we've got this. And even if we don't win, at least we know we gave it our best shot."
Hardington carefully placed the lemon zest into a mixing bowl, his face a picture of concentration. "I must say, Wade, your leadership is quite inspiring. You've kept us focused and positive."
Wade smiled warmly. "Thanks, Hardington. We're a team, and we support each other. That's what makes us strong."
As the cooking continued, the kitchen filled with the sounds of laughter and conversation. They shared stories and jokes, the camaraderie between them evident in every interaction.
Hardington carefully folded the lemon zest into the cake batter. "Perfection is within our grasp. With Wade's guidance and our combined efforts, how can we fail?"
Finally, the three-course meal was ready. The garlic knots were golden and fragrant, the pasta perfectly cooked, and the lemon cake looked like it belonged in a gourmet bakery.
Wade took a step back, surveying their work with pride. "We did it, team. Now, let's show those judges what the Bards are made of."
With a collective sense of accomplishment, they plated their dishes and prepared to present them, knowing that, win or lose, they had given it their all.
Confessional-Wade
"For a bunch of pawns they didnt completely suck today"
End Confessional
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*Renegades Kitchen*
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The Renegades' kitchen was a stark contrast to the chaos of the Goblins. Under Zane's calm and organized leadership, the team worked efficiently, each member focused on their assigned tasks.
Zane glanced around, making sure everyone was on track. "Alright, team, we've got this. Remember, keep it smooth and steady."
Kylie was busy preparing ingredients for the dessert, her movements quick and precise. "Zane, I need a hand with this chocolate mousse. Can you pass me the mixer?"
"Sure thing," Zane replied, handing her the mixer with a smile. "You're doing great, Kylie."
Dallas, Ana, and Clara were working together on the main course, a beautifully seasoned and perfectly cooked steak with a side of garlic mashed potatoes and sautéed vegetables. Dallas, being the cowboy he was, took charge of the steak, his expertise in ranch cooking shining through.
At one point Clara stepped away to grab an ingredient, and Dallas whispered to Ana "I feel bad voting for Kylie. Are you sure it was the right call?
Confessional-Clara
"My superior hearing prevails yet again, I can use that information on Dallas to ruin the guys alliance."
End Confessional
Before Ana could reply she shushed Dallas pointing to a returning Clara.
Ax and Clay were handling the appetizer, a fresh and vibrant caprese salad with heirloom tomatoes, fresh basil, and buffalo mozzarella drizzled with balsamic glaze. Despite their quiet natures, they communicated efficiently, each understanding the other's movements without needing many words.
Ax carefully arranged the tomatoes and mozzarella on the plates. "Clay, pass me the basil."
Clay handed him the basil, nodding in approval. "This is going to be good."
Zane moved around the kitchen, offering help wherever needed. "Remember, presentation is key. Make it look as good as it tastes."
The team worked seamlessly, the kitchen filled with the sound of sizzling pans and the scent of delicious food. As they neared completion, Zane called out, "Alright, let's start plating. Kylie, how's the desert coming along?"
Kylie, now working on the final touches of the chocolate mousse, smiled. "Almost done. Just need to add the whipped cream and garnish."
Zane nodded. "Great. Ax, Clay, are you guys good with the appetizer?"
"All set," Ax replied, carefully placing the final basil leaves.
The Renegades quickly and efficiently plated their three-course meal: the fresh caprese salad as the appetizer, the perfectly cooked steak with garlic mashed potatoes and sautéed vegetables as the main course, and a rich chocolate mousse for dessert.
Zane took a step back, surveying their work with a satisfied smile. "We've got this, team. Let's show the judges what we're made of."
The Renegades carried their dishes out of the kitchen, confidence radiating from each member as they prepared to present their meal to the judges.
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*Judging Table*
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In the bustling mess hall, tension mounts as the three teams present their culinary creations to the judges. Chris McLean, flanked by the imposing figure of Chef Hatchet and the laid-back Geoff.
The Green Goblins approach first, Brittany leading the charge with a false air of confidence. However, as the judges sample their dishes, their expressions sour with each bite. Chris wrinkles his nose in disgust, Chef grumbles something unintelligible, and even Geoff struggles to find something positive to say.
Chef: grunting "Tastes like a dumpster fire. And not in the good way."
Geoff: "I'm not sure if I'm supposed to eat this or use it to patch a leaky boat. Harsh, dudes."
"Guys food is supposed to be edible" Chris complains.
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Next up are the Renegades, led by the confident Zane. As the judges sample their dishes, their expressions soften, replaced by looks of surprise and delight. Chris nods approvingly, Chef offers a rare smile, and Geoff lets out a low whistle of admiration.
"Now, this is more like it! Finally, some flavor worth tasting." Chris smiles
Chef smiles, "Impressive. These kids actually know their way around a kitchen."
Geoff explained " yes. Totally rad! I could get used to eating like this every day, brah."
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Finally, it's the Bards' turn. Wade steps forward, his demeanor calm and collected as he presents their Italian-inspired feast. The judges eagerly dig in, their expressions shifting from skepticism to satisfaction with each bite. Chris raises an eyebrow in surprise, Chef nods in approval, and Geoff flashes a thumbs-up.
"Well, color me impressed. Who knew these kids had such culinary chops?, i've grown to expect nothing from the Bards" Chris said.
Chef impressed, echoed "Decadent flavors, perfect execution. These Bards know how to cook."
Geoff then said "I'm blown away! I'd pay top dollar for a meal like this. Bravo!"
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Chris stood in front of the three teams. "So two of you had dishes that didn't suck, Goblins you are out first meet me at the campfire in 10 minutes you are sending someone home"
The Goblins grumbled and Brittany looked at Julia and mouthed the words you're dead, and slid a finger across her throat.
Chris then took the attention back to himself grumbled and said "And the winner is... the Renegades! Looks like their kitchen game is as strong as their challenge skills. Better luck next time, folks."
As the Renegades celebrate their victory. "Number one yet again" Zane yelled.
"Which means Bards I will see you in an hour to send yet another camper home, which is rough not sure three members count as a team" Chris laughed.
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*Campfire Pit Green Goblins*
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"Welcome back to the campfire, we all know for one of you this leads to the dock of shame. Possible people in danger, Brittany you're insane and your team fears you, Leon your the crazy girl's pawn, Julia you messed up in today's challenge. You know the drill you get a marshmallow your safe, here we go Safe is Katie, Howard, Wolfie, Brittany, &
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Leon, sorry Julia but it's time to stop writing your story, it's dock of shame for you"
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*Campfire Pit Blue Bards*
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"You guys are just not good at avoiding these kinds of situations are you?" Chris chuckled. "Sadly second is just not good enough, with that being said The following players are safe, Wade, Brianna and
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Melissa. Sorry Hardington but this is where we say goodbye to you and your ladylike ponytail." "Not cool Chris my ponytail is fine for a guy" Hardington grumbled as Chef escorted him to the dock.
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*Renegades Cabin: Front Porch*
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The camp had settled into a tranquil silence as night fell, the only sounds being the gentle rustling of leaves and the distant calls of night creatures. Under a sky blanketed with stars, Zane and Kylie sat together on the porch of their cabin. The moonlight cast a soft glow, illuminating their faces with a serene, almost magical light.
Kylie leaned back, gazing up at the sky with a contented sigh. "It's beautiful out here, isn't it?"
Zane smiled, his eyes following the patterns of constellations. "Yeah, it really is. It's moments like these that make all the chaos worth it."
Kylie chuckled softly, a gentle breeze lifting her hair. "Sometimes I forget how peaceful it can be, away from all the competition and drama."
Zane nodded, his gaze shifting from the stars to Kylie. "Yeah. It's nice to just... be here, in the moment."
There was a comfortable silence between them, the kind that only existed between close friends who didn't need to fill every moment with words. Kylie sighed again, this time with a note of contentment, and leaned her head on Zane's shoulder. He didn't move, letting the moment unfold naturally.
"Thanks for being here, Zane," Kylie whispered, her voice barely louder than the rustling leaves.
Zane turned his head slightly to look at her, a warm smile on his face. "Always, Kylie."
They stayed like that for a while, neither feeling the need to break the silence. The stars continued their silent dance above, casting a peaceful glow over the two friends. It was a rare, quiet moment amidst the chaos of their competition, a moment they both cherished deeply.
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*The Dock*
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Chris stood on the dock, two more campers out. Will Clara's evil ways disrupt the Renegades winning streak? Will Anything ever happen with Zane and Kylie, Can anyone ever figure out who Wade really is? Find out the answers to these questions and more in the next episode of total drama: Heroes and Villains.
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Remaining Campers
Blue Bards;
Brianna(Bri), Melissa(Mel), Wade (3)
Green Goblins;
Brittany, Giovanni(Wolfie), Howard, Katie, & Leon (5)
Red Renegades;
Ana, Ax, Clara, Clay, Dallas, Kylie, Zane (7)
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Elimination Order
16th-Hardington Mayes (The Feminine Gentleman) Bards
17th-Julia Qual (The Obsessed Writer ) Goblins
18th-Sadie (The Sweet Girl's Friend) Goblins
19th-Kevin (The Autistic Sweetheart) Bards
20th-Alice C. (The Social Genius) Renegades
21st-Junior (The Son(Of Father and Son) Bards
22nd-Rodney (The Country Boy) Goblins
23rd-Lindsay (The Dumb Princess) Bards
24th-Alice W. (The Silent Musician) Bards
25th-Abigail(Abby) (The Incurable Prankster) Goblins
26th-Emmeline(Emma) (The Insecure Dancer) Bards
27th-Duncan (The Delinquent) Renegades
28th-Nathan (The Idea Guy) N/A
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Votes
Green Goblins;
Wolfie voted for Brittany (1)
Howard & Julia voted for Leon (2)
Brittany, Katie, Leon voted for Julia (3)
Blue Bards;
Hardington voted Brianna (1)
Wade voted Melissa (1)
Brianna, & Melissa voted for Hardington (2)
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Author's Note
It's been literal years since my last chapter. I wish I could blame a lot of things, covid, graduating college, starting my career etc, and while all those things and many others happened that's the not main reason I just lost focus and time. I could have made time if I wanted and I likely should have. I am not sure anyone will read this chapter but I am back and it is getting published, I will finish this story and then may do another one, been really inspired by the total drama reboot. Anywho we are back, hope you liked the chapter and I hope at least one person reads and enjoys this.
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Also huge thank you to Linkonpark100 for Hardington. I enjoyed him as Wade's right hand man and he was fun to write. Hopefully I did him justice. Also thank you Kanisha The Writer for Julia. She was a lot of fun to write and I will miss her a lot, I really enjoyed her lines with Junior.
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Audition Tapes
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Julia
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Julia is adjusting the camera, and starts backing up.
"Hello Chris, my name is Julia" said Julia, doing a handstand.
"Julia, are you almost done with my camera?" wondered Julia's sister.
"As I was saying to prove I would be a great contestant, I will show you my impressive skills", Julia continued.
Julia grabs a paint brush, and does gymnastics while painting a mural of the 26 contestants on total drama island.
"Voila, that's why I could be a brilliant contestant since I'm a gymnast, smart, and have a good sense of humor", Julia gloated.
"So, I hope you pick me", said Julia.
Julia turns off the camera.
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Hardington
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*The scene opens in a huge spacious but decorated room, where Hardy is playing a grand piano in front of the tall morning window. The song is very soothing and calm, as if it was about the peaceful scenery. Just when he sees the camera, he stops.*
"Oh, hello. My name is Hardington Mayes, but you can call me Hardy."
His voice is quite childish, but polite.
"I am from England and I would like to join Total Drama. I do not think I will be in this contest for the money, but I really hope that I can make friends. I mean, who would want to be friends with someone who is always mistaken for a girl?"
He nervously chuckles before clearing his throat. His kitten Nuko leaps onto his lap and naps peacefully. Hardy smiles and rubs her, leaving a soft purr.
"Anyway, I think you should choose me for this competition because I am willing to work hard and bring victory for the team. So, thank you for watching."
He continues to play the piano back to the calm and beautiful melody as the scene slowly fades to black.