"Last time on Total Drama Action! We watched the fall out of the Angelo vote as Emma set her sights on eliminating Beardo as soon as possible. The campers entered a battle of sports where our two cameos Tyler and Roman ran them into the ground, where ultimately unsurprisingly the gymnast Sky took gold once again. Initially the vote was falling onto Beardo, but some maneuvering allowed for Beardo to push for a Sugar vote. But out of nowhere Carrie went after Justin, managing to almost send him home. However Sugar took the Lame-O-Sine out of here in a massive plurality vote. Eleven are left, who will go home on the most dramatic award ceremony yet!"
Theme Song
"I didn't get a chance to say this last night, but thank you for keeping me around," Beardo exclaimed to Justin, as the pair sat next to each other in the Craft Services Tent, both munching on some scrambled eggs.
"Oh don't worry about it. Sugar was getting on my last nerve anyways," Justin waved aside. "I'm more worried about the votes I got."
"I'm sure, I've gotten votes in four ceremonies so far. It hasn't been getting any easier," Beardo replied solemnly, as he seemed to take a greater interest in his eggs.
"I know, I can not get any stress pimples. It would ruin any chances at a lot of modeling contracts," Justin exclaimed in horror. "Do you have any idea who could've voted for me?"
Beardo seemed to freeze up momentarily, averting his gaze away from Justin. "Not really. No one was really talking to me last round aside from you not gonna lie."
"I guess that would make sense, most everyone knew it was between you or Sugar. It's just really puzzling that I got just enough votes to stay, but enough to take me out if Sugar idoled." Justin brought his hand to his chin, putting on a thinking face.
Beardo just shrugged in response, as he continued to eat his eggs, and he had moved onto his bacon. "You know this would go good as a breakfast sandwich honestly," Beardo said.
"Carbs and bacon aren't usually good for the skin, so I eat them sparingly," Justin replied distantly, as his mind was clearly elsewhere. "I should get going, I need to get to the bottom of this."
Confessional, Beardo
If I had a nickel for every time I survived by the skin of my teeth, I'd have too many nickels for my liking.
Confessional, Justin
It's going to sting when I eventually have to vote him out. And that time is probably coming soon, I just know it. But right now I need to know where those four votes for me came from
"I cannot believe we got left out of the vote," Emma complained, as she used her straightener on her hair.
"You're telling me," Hilde scoffed, as she folded her arms in annoyance on her bed, positioned a bit to the left of Emma.
"It's just so ridiculous that no one could even tell us that the vote wasn't Beardo," Emma whined, as she nearly burned her hair with the straightener, although Emma was too angry to notice.
'Right…" Hilde deadpanned, rolling her eyes at the blonde. "We just gotta stay focused and make sure it goes our way this time!"
"And how do you suggest we do that!?" Emma mockingly replied, to which Hilde just rolled her eyes again.
"Well it's obvious that Justin, Courtney, and Sky seemingly are the ones holding the power I think," Hilde replied with a nonchalant shrug.
"Okay and?"
"Well you're already kind of buddy buddy with Justin, so as long as we're in with one or two of them, then we'll be in the know of what's going on."
"I guess… I'm sure Justin has a good reason for leaving me out."
"I mean… you were dead set on Beardo… not like I wasn't either… but I think no one felt our minds would change…"
"I guess…" Emma returned her focus to her hair and makeup as Hilde got up and left quietly making her way to the Craft Services Tent.
Confessional, Emma
I CANNOT BELIEVE BEARDO AND HIS FRIENDS ARE STILL HERE! I WILL GET MY REVENGE!
Confessional, Hilde
Twice now I haven't gotten my way. This is getting really frustrating, and honestly something needs to change or some of these people will end up with a golf club to the head.
As the sun slowly started to shift closer to the highest point in the sky, the camera shifted onto Tem, Carmen, and Carrie as they mosied their way through the food line and sat together as they ate their breakfast.
"Seems like it'll be a nice day out again," Tem remarked to the two blondes, as Carmen nodded in agreement.
"Is it always this nice out on the show? I swear it hardly ever rains," Carrie replied as she took a bite out of some scrambled eggs.
"It's best not to question it," Carmen waved aside, as she let out a heavy sigh.
"What's got you so down today?" Tem asked the blonde bombshell.
"Oh just thinking about home. I miss my sister Olivia terribly," Carmen replied, letting out a small sniffle.
"I miss my family too," Tem replied, giving a comforting smile to Carmen. "Especially my friends. We spend almost every day together down at our local coffee shop."
"It's not just that," Carmen continued. "I just really need the money… My family isn't exactly the most well off right now, and I just want to be able to give her the life I used to have… or at least not one that we're currently living." Carmen was becoming clearly more and more emotional as she went on.
"Are you… not well off?" Carrie tentatively asked.
"We were one of the most influential families, then my stupid father lost it all. But that's neither here nor there. I'm here for me and my sister," Carmen stated, regaining her composure.
"I think we'd all like the money for ourselves, but of course, our families…" Carrie started, before shooting a glance at Carmen, realizing her mistake. "Or more so the people we care about are people we'd want to give some of the money to."
"Agreed. Knowing my parents, they'll make me put it to architecture school before I even spend a dime on them," Tem let out a small laugh.
"Yeah. I would like to use some of the money to hopefully make sure it's maintained, rather than losing it all again," Carmen added, a smile returning to her face.
Confessional, Carmen
Don't get it twisted, I'm still a villain… it's just sometimes villains need to get things off their chest you know.
"Is that a vintage Dragon Ball Z jacket?" Raj asked Carson, as the two boys were getting ready to leave the boys trailer.
"Yeah it is, I didn't take you for the anime nerd type," Carson replied as he tied up his hair into his usual ponytail.
"Yeah! Wayner and I have been watching anime since we were like eight," Raj explained, a bright smile on his face.
"Yeah, I started fairly young. Mostly on Pokemon. I watch most of mine through Crunchyroll, what about you guys?"
"Same. We share the same account and watch it together after school or practice," Raj exclaimed, putting on his hockey jersey.
"That's fun. I've tried getting more of my friends into it, but they either just don't invest themselves or prefer something else."
"Maybe after the season we could start a group chat that discusses anime… like a book club!"
"That'd be fun! I am so in!"
"Awesome. Wayner would be down too! This is awesome! All the guys on my hockey team are closeted anime nerds, they never want to admit it but they're all into it!"
"Aren't most athletes?" Carson asked, giving a small chuckle.
Confessional, Raj
Carson is a fairly chill guy, and to know he's a sports and anime guy too, makes him a great Wayner substitute… at least when it comes to discussing anime. Justin is still my top guy… (He starts daydreaming)
Confessional, Carson
I should've known Raj liked anime. He plays sports for crying out loud.
"Alright Justin you got me all alone out here," Tem said to the model, as they stood in the middle of the film lot by themselves, her arms folded across her chest as she stood defensively from Justin.
"I'm just wondering where those votes last night came from," Justin mused, as he analyzed a nail on his finger. "And perhaps the votes for Emma the ceremony before." Tem began to nervously sweat as she seemed to shrink under Justin's inquiry.
"Uh… um…." Tem stuttered, as Justin's eyes narrowed down onto the city girl.
"I know you don't like to lie Tem, so just tell me the truth. What was the plan," Justin demanded, as he took a step towards her.
Tem let out a sigh as she seemed to relax herself a bit. "Carson came up with the idea to throw votes in case idols were played. After Jaiden was idoled out he didn't want to risk it again," Tem replied, her voice shaky as she spoke.
"Was Carrie involved? Those two are thick as thieves," Justin said, his shoulders relaxing a bit.
"No no," Tem said. "Carson came to Sky, Carrie, and myself about it. We went with it because Sugar found an idol in her last season."
"I can follow that logic at least. She did have a knack for finding weird things. Anything else I should know about our friendly anime nerd?"
"Uh no," Tem squeaked.
"Sounds good to me then!" Justin replied, letting a small smirk appear on his face as he turned away from Tem and back towards the main camp.
Confessional, Tem
(She's vomiting in a paper bag) I am absolutely disgusted with myself… but it needed to be done. (She continues to vomit into the bag)
Confessional, Justin
It would seem the anime nerd is back to his old tricks again.
As the camera left a visibly shaken Tem behind, it panned to Courtney and Sky who were getting a light jog in together.
"I have to say Sky, these jogs have done wonders for me," Courtey said to the gymnast, both barely out of breath.
"Yeah, for me it just makes me feel more awake and fresh," Sky replied with a grin. "It was nice of you to start joining me on these. They do get fairly lonely."
"I could imagine. This film lot is massive, especially by yourself," Courtney replied, as she gazed at all the film sets. "Especially since we're over halfway done now, this place feels so much emptier than it did when we started."
"Oh I know," Sky replied. "I trust you, you know."
"I trust you too. As long as we've got our thing going, I like our odds of going the distance."
"Agreed one hundred thousand percent!" Sky grinned at Courtney, who gave a small smile back, before averting her gaze.
Confessional, Sky
I know I've been working closely with Tem. But no winner has won with just one alliance. I can't rely on immunities forever.
Confessional, Courtney
As long as Sky is immune, I may as well keep in her good graces. But if she loses immunity, she needs to go. Marilyn and Violet both nearly made the end on their seasons because they dominated immunities and it allowed them to wreak havoc on everyone else, Sky is in the same mold, just with better social skills.
The campers congregated in the mess tent ready for the challenge to begin. Chef threw open the flaps separating the kitchen from the rest of the tent and threw golden coins out. "Money?" Carson questioned.
Carmen held her hand out for one of the coins. "Oro?" Curiously she put the coin in her mouth and bit down. Her eyes went wide as her teeth tore through the gold wrapper. "Chocolate!"
"Chocolate?" Emma raised her eyebrows. She sniffed the air. "Oh that smells so good."
"Wait, are we going to be executed in a factory?" Carrie cautiously asked.
"What movies are you watching about chocolate that get people executed?" Justin held two pieces of chocolate in his hand.
"Movies that we can't cover on this show," Chris started as he walked into the mess tent. "Looks like you got the wrong hint from the coins."
"Chocolate coins," Beardo held a finger out.
"Coins like… money?" Sky asked.
"Bingo," Chris pointed his fingers like guns. "Today's challenge will be about the square root of all evil-"
"The saying is redundant," Courtney interrupted. "It's the Root of all evil. So are we going to be executed?"
"What does chocolate, execution, and money have to do with each other?" Chris stared dumbfounded as Chef watched on helplessly. "No, today's a good old crime movie."
"Well if you want to get political there's a lot of crime with the chocolate industry, it's actually disgusting," Hilde crossed her arms. "Not like I eat chocolate all that often anyways."
"WE'RE NOT GOING TO GET POLITICAL! IT'LL BE A ROBBERY!" Chris threw his hands up in the air. "Today's challenge is going to center on the greatest crime for movies, heists! We've got an entire caper crew here ready to break into the newest Milton bank. Unlike most heist movies not everyone will survive-"
"You just said we weren't getting executed," Courtney spoke up.
"In this case survival means getting immunity," Chris sighed. "This time, we are offering the chance for multiple people to get immunity. Though how many get immunity will be up to you. Enjoy your chocolate coins, save some for later maybe, and grab some greens. You'll get directions to the bank in thirty minutes. Get planning."
Confessional, Carmen
Ay…. money. My ticket back to the life I so deserve! I will bring back the Ortiz clothing chain and live in the clothes I once considered my second skin! And I'll have someone on my arm and keep my parents away from my money. Lo siento papa, pero you drove us into that shithole apartment. No regresare por ningun razon!
Confessional, Beardo
Chris got awfully specific with the challenge. Mister Milton wouldn't kill us, would he? At least not on television, right?
Confessional, Carrie
(she sniffs a chocolate coin) I don't think I'll forget the time in school when Devin and I were at the dance going stag and he spilled chocolate over his face. He also…. Got it on his cheek… and I wiped it with my hand. That was the first time I realized that he was getting a really hard jawline…. I should stop talking…
The remaining campers sat at one table as they all had plates with different amounts of salad on them. "Is this stereotypically bank food?" Raj asked.
"Banks don't usually have food," Sky chomped into a bit of salad. "At least this is fresh."
"Tastes like kale," Beardo winced. "The best salads always have cabbage, not kale."
Carmen flicked a crouton off of her plate and onto Justin's plate. The latter looked at her with a wink before firing a small tomato off in her direction. "I do miss having more fresh food more often," Carmen lamented. "It costs a lot up here."
"I would expect you to be more into the high life," Justin commented. "Just have the good fresh food at your beck and call."
"That used to happen," Carmen bitterly said. "Then my dad…. Papa te amo mucho pero eres estupido… did a couple of deals that sent us to the lower thirty percent."
"My condolences," Justin said sincerely.
Carrie rolled a tomato on her plate before biting into it. "Have you seen Dakota?" she asked an adjacent Tem.
"Now that you bring it up," Tem looked around. "No. Wouldn't she know the most about money?"
"She's probably posing as a bank teller or security guard with another intern or two," Carrie figured.
Carson quietly ate a rather thick crouton. Emma took a sip of a nearby cup. "Have you ever watched heist movies?" Carson asked Emma.
"No, but I played this one video game where you had to break into a bank," Emma recalled. "What about you?"
"I saw the Ocean's movies," Carson said. "Ryan made me sit through them once, I actually enjoyed the most recent one even if it's not my speed normally. Do you think it was intentional to hold the heist challenge when there were only eleven left so we could have our own Action's Eleven?"
"If that's the title of this episode then that's going to be very clunky," Emma scraped her plate clean. "How much longer until the challenge starts?"
Confessional, Raj
So we can win with people right? Because I'd like to win with Justin, just so that he and I are safe. And that keeps the heat off of Sky, but that might put heat on me, and I don't really like heat.
The campers cleaned off their plates just as the canvas flap entrance to the tent flew open. Clad in heart shaped sunglasses and carrying a briefcase, the first cameo of the episode walked over to the campers and slammed the briefcase on the table. "Hello everyone, don't shoot me, I'm the messenger," Drew Harper of Pahkitew Island said once all eyes were on her.
"Messenger?" Carson raised an eyebrow.
Drew looked around the room, that much was clear with her head moving back and forth. "No Pahkitew people left? What happened?"
"A lot of stuff," Carrie calmly stated, as Justin seemed to let a small shudder escape his body.
Drew undid the locks to the briefcase as she opened it. The top of the case was angled towards the campers before she turned it around with a smooth motion. "Hello Campers," a second female voice started.
"Violet?" Carmen's eyes widened.
"Today's challenge is a breach into the Milton Action Film Lot Bank Facility," Violet said as she appeared on screen. Her hair was altered purple much like her name and she seemed to be dressed in a fancy lavender suit. "Your goal is to break in and escape with enough money. It won't be easy but there are several weak points in the facility."
A wireframe image of the soundstage started to appear on screen. Key points were highlighted all around the soundstage all leading into various weak points in the soundstage. "As far as we know the bank is within the soundstage and the bank structure is two stories tall. If a guard sees you you have to drop all of your money and you will be dropped outside the soundstage. Money on the ground is considered forfeit so you must carry all of your cash in sacks and bags and whatever is available. Puzzles and obstacles will be outside the soundstage to allow you to go in. Once enough money leaves the building that will raise the main gate. Drew and I will drive in through the bank and open the getaway van. The van can only carry up to five of you. It will be up to you to find out when the van will arrive and up to you to close the van door. That is all the information I can give you right now."
Drew slammed the briefcase shut. The impact caused some of the plates to jolt into the air and similarly caused some of the campers to flinch. Drew pulled out eleven business cards and handed them to the campers on their plate. On the business card, in flowery and beautiful script, the instructions read:
Leave w/o speaking. Leave at two tone alarm. If leave is greater than three the leavers must stay until next alarm. If leave at not alarm then must sit until next alarm. Chef watches
Below the script the designation for the soundstage was available. Drew gave the campers a wink before she disappeared outside the tent.
The eleven stared at each other, waiting for the first alarm. Carson flicked the corner of his card. Justin flipped it over to see a grid of squares, one of them being blue. He made no other reaction or movement. Courtney rotated her plate idli.
The first two toned alarm went off. Hilde and Beardo were the first to stand up. Beardo glanced at the others while Hilde sprinted out of the room. Beardo soon followed once the next alarm went off. Carson and Carrie were the next to follow at the next two toned alarm.
Carmen made a move to stand up at the next three toned alarm but sat down, counting on her fingers. Something was off.
The remainders kept staring at each other, pursing their lips. An alarm went off. Courtney stood up before a klaxxon started to blare. "COURTNEY SIT DOWN!" Chef shouted, shocking all the campers.
The next two toned alarm went off. Courtney looked on frustratedly as Emma and Sky lept from the table, Emma tripping but Sky running out the door. Another alarm went off. Courtney, Raj, Justin, and Carmen all stood up at once. "SIT DOWN EVERYONE!" Chef barked again.
Another alarm went off. Tem was the only one to leave.
The last four stared at each other. Raj tilted his head and silently moved his hands in a gesture, aiming it to Carmen. Carmen wiggled her eyebrows. Justin winked towards Courtney. Courtney blushed as she tried to wiggle her ear.
Another alarm went off. Justin, Carmen, and Raj stood up.
"ARE YOU KIDDING?!" Courtney shrieked.
"COURTNEY STAND DOWN!" Chef shouted his last retort.
Confessional, Courtney
WHAT WAS THAT FAKE ALARM?!
Confessional, Emma
Oh that has Beardo written all over this.
Confessional, Beardo
JUST BECAUSE I CAN MAKE THE SOUNDS DOESN'T MEAN I MADE THEM THIS TIME!
The bank set seemed to start on the outside. The large soundstage was surrounded by alleys and alleys of junk and assorted trinkets. Several conspicuous entrances were blocked off with obvious gates and locks in order to prevent people from easily entering. Searchlights seemed to be sweeping the ground in a bright light. The entire soundstage was underneath a large tarp. "How much money does Milton have?" Hilde wondered aloud.
She jumped through several trash cans just as she looked behind her. Carson and Sky were fast approaching. Carson skidded to a stop before he split off from Sky and started to look around for another entry. The campers started to disperse and their images were tracked with a stylized overhead shot. Hilde seemed to be wrapping around to the back edge.
"IF YOU GET IN THE LIGHT THAT'S A MINUTE PAUSE!" A male voice shouted.
The camera panned from one of the loudspeakers that gave off that voice to Raj and Justin, who had arrived at the same locked door. "Do you think we can break it?" Justin asked Raj.
"Maybe, we're both strong guys, right?" Raj hesitantly asked.
The two of them grabbed both ends of the chain and planted their feet on the wall. "One," Raj started.
"Two," Justin continued.
"THREE!" The two boys pulled heavily on the chain and it suddenly broke into pieces. A look of shock appeared on Raj's face as Justin rubbed the back of his head.
"Why did I listen to my agent?" Justin complained. His hand rubbed the back of his head with an involuntary bicep flex. Raj's gaze lingered slightly just as the two of them recovered. "It was that easy?"
The door suddenly slammed open. Clad in a security vest, with a holstered taser, sunglasses, and a walkie talkie, there Fang stood. His large frame was only complimented with a massive orange tipped gun. He turned to Raj and Justin with a devilish flash of his teeth and fired an ink bullet each into their chest. The two recoiled as Fang managed to hold up two parts of his fins. "Two minutes, yep," Raj groaned.
Confessional, Justin
(He's scrubbing his shirt) I've gotten so much damage from this show, thank goodness I'm still beautiful.
Confessional, Raj
Maybe I can pair up with Justin not for the challenges. A bit too distracting if you ask me.
Carrie ran around one of the shorter walls of the massive soundstage. She was careful in not stepping on the bits of glass that adorned the streets surrounding the soundstage because shoes or no, that was going to be hard to clean out. Her foot grazed against the side of the building as she heard some strange clanging. Curious, she bent down, seeing the opening to the vent. "Oh!"
Her hands started to finagle the large screws holding the grate against most of the wall. She looked behind her as Fang seemed to be shooting an ink bullet towards a fleeing Sky's direction. The grate fell off with a clang as she clamored over it. "Just like… the… sand castle tunnel…" she groaned as she finagled her way through the vent.
A small camera showed that Carrie entered a portion of the vents where it split off into a fork. One path led left directly into the bank and another continued right into another exterior vent location. She took the right path.
She pressed against the much frailer exterior vent covering and the covering slammed against the ground with a thud. Carrie crawled out over the covering with hesitation, coughing at the dust. Once she crawled further she found her face meeting Fang's scaly skin. The shark smiled cruelly and fired an ink bullet into her hair.
Confessional, Carrie
COME ON, THIS'LL TAKE AGES TO GET OUT!
Carmen jogged around the building, trying to avoid the searchlights just as a shot fired above her head. "WATCH WHERE YOU'RE FIRING YOU CLOWN!"
Fang snorted before turning his attention towards Hilde as she collided into some tires. Carmen avoided one of the searchlights and found herself in front of some velvet rope. "Follow the line into the main entrance…" Carmen started to read. "You must follow all the lines in order to get entry…"
"...muy facil…" Carmen said in an aside glance to a nearby camera.
She looked at the winding queue and started to follow the line. At the end of the line an intern dressed in a rather fancy suit held her hand out. "Sorry, no entry," she stated.
"Que?" Carmen replied, out of breath. "Por que esta linea…"
"No entry," the intern repeated.
"Please?" Carmen raised a hesitant eyebrow.
"...sure," the intern stepped aside.
The metal covering a rotating door rose upward. Carmen stepped in the door and found herself in the opulent building of the inner bank. "Like one of those Milton hotels. And my old place…"
Confessional, Carmen
Que sorpresa….
How I was able to get in was easy, luxury, that honestly was to be expected, and you know what, I'm right at home.
Justin, Emma, Carrie, and Hilde dove out the way of a roving spotlight. They rolled behind four identical machines with a lever on the side. "Is this a prison or is this a bank?" Hilde gasped.
"Maybe they just had a lot of… concepts for the prison break?" Emma caught her breath. "That has to be why we have to take…"
"Sure," Justin said offhandedly. He put his hand on the protruding lever in order to stand up higher and help regain his balance. The machine suddenly whirred to life before three digits suddenly displayed on the screen. "Seven Four One?" he read aloud.
Emma similarly stood up and pulled the lever of the machine she was closest to. The reels spun rapidly before stopping once on a seven, again on another, and again on another seven. What dispensed from an open slot closer to its bottom was a key with a skull on the handle. "A skeleton key!" She grabbed it and started to run off.
Curious, Carrie and Hilde spun their wheels to see what result would come forth. Carrie's machine eventually read a five, six, three and Hilde's wheels finally stopped on a six, one, and a six. The spotlights started to chase after the remaining trio once more and they dashed off.
Confessional, Emma
Who knew that after I got rid of the dead weight I'd be getting a lot more lucky. Maybe Chase is just a bad Juju charm.
Beardo stumbled on his feet as he pressed his body against the wall of the security swarmed soundstage. He slowly shuffled along the wall and found an open window. Inside he was able to see the main bank structure within. A lot of set pieces containing money in different locations meant that it could easily contain all eleven of them in divided situations.
Above him Beardo heard something falling from above. He stepped out of the way as an intern dressed in security clothes started to blow a whistle. Beardo's eyes went wide before he sprinted away, taking great care not to brush up against the sides of the wall again.
In front of him another intern suddenly dropped. The soundboard gasped and backed into one of the windows, suddenly tumbling into the bank structure. The small room was adorned with tables along the wall full of the main Milton currency in different colors. Beardo picked up one of the bills where Dakota's face was centered in between two different trees. He shoved the bill in his hair before he was suddenly bathed in a red light.
'DROP IT!" a recorded voice said. 'ALL MONEY MUST GO INTO BAGS!'
Beardo quickly tried to fish the dollar bill out of his hair and got it out just in time to see two intern guards in maroon flannel staring at him. One held a bag and another held a gun. "Can I have that bag?" Beardo meekly asked.
One intern looked at the other and fired the gun into Beardo's chest. His shirt was covered in a giant ink stain as the other intern tossed Beardo the bag.
Confessional, Beardo
I had to ask… it shouldn't have hurt…
(he shakes his head, breakaway glass falls out)
The camera suddenly cut to the main entrance of the bank as Beardo found himself prodded out and planted onto the ground. Just behind him a screaming Carmen dropped her bag and stumbled over her feet. "Dios mio…"
"You said it," Beardo grumbled. "How'd you get in?"
"I asked," Carmen stood up straight, but I don't think that's going to work out this time."
Fang thundered around the corner with his guns blazing. Beardo and Carmen sprinted away as the shark gave chase.
Courtney wandered through one of the back parts of the soundstage. She groaned as she looked off to her left and slowly massaged her side. "COMING THROUGH!" Sky shouted, forcing Courtney to speed up as she ran around the building.
Sky watched as Courtney started to scramble onto the exterior maze of vents and ducts. "Good idea," she mumbled. Courtney started to climb higher and higher and Sky started to join her.
Courtney struggled to keep climbing as she rested on a horizontal version of the vent. She shook her hands while she looked up at Sky continuing to shimmy up a vertical pipe. Courtney planted her feet securely in order to make the jump. She squatted…
And fell through the vent, landing atop of Emma in a tangle of limbs as Fang walked up to them and sprayed them with ink.
Confessional, Emma
Good thing I have experience cleaning my face with these pranks. (she applies makeup and wipes as the camera zooms out)
Confessional, Emma and Courtney
Courtney: Thanks for agreeing to do this for me. I'm not really used to cleaning up ink.
Emma: Duncan's never done anything like that?
Courtney: Yeah, but he fired ink at my pants, not my shirt or face. Something about ink getting in eyes
Courtney and Emma: being potentially blinding and also smelly.
Emma: CHAAAAASSSSEEEE!
Carrie returned to the slot machines, breathing heavily and confused. She tracked the searchlights before finally finding it safe to investigate the machines. She pulled the machine she pulled minutes earlier. Again the wheels stopped at five, six, and three. She looked around again and pulled the one that dropped off the skeleton key. The wheels spun again and landed on seven, seven, and seven. This time, there was no skeleton key.
"Huh…" She looked at the other machines. She spun the other two she hadn't touched and the wheels spun. Both yielded the same result.
"Twelve digits… that can't be a phone number…"
She looked around in the alley for a piece of paper. She tore a poster featuring one of the final four from the previous seasons and found a piece of charcoal. Hastily she wrote the numbers she saw on the machine. "741777563616, Seven four one, seven, seven, seven, five, six, three, six, one, six…"
Confessional, Carrie
741777563616-741777563616-7775556514798523215…
Good thing I wrote that down, there was no way I was going to remember all of that.
Carrie rushed over to one of the side doors guarded by a giant metal wall. She inputted the numbers and threw the door open with a mighty groan. Carson pushed her in as the door slammed shut behind her. The two brushed themselves off as they took in the bank. There were more doors and windows available to enter. They looked up to see that Sky had managed to break into the bank and had found a canvas bag.
Carrie and Carson shared a small glance as Carrie started to investigate the walls and Carsons stepped into the center. The camera shifted to an overhead shot as Carson stepped on a white, a brown, and a red tile in quick succession. An alarm suddenly bared as a small cage dropped over Carson.
Carrie looked at the directions on the wall. A small infographic of a knight was placed on a black square next to the image of a bishop on a white square. there was an image of a rook on a red square, and there was a crossed out brown square. She looked at the expanse of tiles in front of her and below her. She started on a red square and located the next closest red square, moving much like a rook to the next red one. She started to look around as a bag was visible on the counter. A game plan in mind she started to make her next move to a black square, much like a knight.
Outside the soundstage Courtney pulled out a crowbar and tried using it to pry open a nearby window. She heaved and hawed but it was tough. A running Beardo offered his hands and the two started to heave at the window. The window shattered with the impact of force.
The two stared at each other before running away for a new entrance.
Back inside the bank Sky managed to crawl along the high hanging lights. To her surprise there were piles of coins already in bags. She gritted her teeth and put one bag in her mouth. Once she removed one from the hanging light the dangling apparatus suddenly tilted and sent her tumbling to a higher hallway. As she rolled on her side she spat out a portion of the coins down.
The burlap sack on her teeth wore on her even as she started to run. She needed to find a bigger bag. She opened a closet door to find piles and piles of cash that suddenly covered her. An intern on a security patrol wandered over to the fallen pile.
Sky burst out, cash in her hands, knocking the poor intern off of the upper hallway. The intern landed on several empty bags and groaned weakly. The camera followed Sky as she tried opening a door to another room.
Confessional, Sky
What's the structure of this challenge? Who cares!
Justin found another small window to break through. He looked around and summoned the first person he saw, Raj. "Justin did you find anything?" Raj inquired.
"I think this window is big enough for the both of us to- is that a tripod?" Justin suddenly glanced at the stick Raj was holding.
"Yeah, I found it in the trash, I was hoping to use it to reach a higher level. But this lower one works better," Raj looked at the ground, noticing a rather large brick. Wielding the tripod like a hockey stick he swung it against the stick and slammed it against the window. It shattered into pieces and the two boys looked at each other. "That works."
"Nice thinking." The model bent to his hands and knees as he started to crawl through. Raj hung back with an appreciative smile before soon following him. "Hey Raj… I'm stuck… Do you mind just giving me a push?"
"Sure…" Raj's voice caught.
Confessional, Raj
Hey, it got us both in the bank, and he gave me consent. (He laughs appreciatively) I'm not complaining!
"Carrie you're going to break your back doing that," Tem remarked, as she watched Carrie carry multiple money bags on her back, forcing her to move at a snail's pace, despite her best efforts to go any faster.
"It's the best way to get the most money out of here!" Carrie exclaimed.
"Those aren't even the right bags!" Tem pointed to an open book. "Aren't you even reading the directions?"
At that statement the blond collapsed and the bags of money seemed to explode. The two girls rushed to grab as many bills as they could before they touched the ground, only to once again watch as their money fly out of their hands thanks to two rather quick and athletic bodies running into them
"Sorry Carrie! But money calls!" Carson yelled back, as the two girls rolled their eyes. Carrie held her hand out for a bill as it was about to fall only for Sky to swoop it just out of her grasp.
Confessional, Carson
Gotta go fast!
"Stupid track athletes and their stupid speed," Carrie grumbled.
"It would seem you've inherited Devin's stubbornness," Tem giggled, causing Carrie to blush a bright tomato red on her cheeks.
"Hey now! I grew up with him, it's only natural we share some of the same traits!" Carrie huffed, turning her back towards the City Girl and folding her arms in defiance.
"Whatever you say," Tem replied, helping her friend up.
Confessional, Tem
I'm a romantic at heart. It's fun to poke fun at her.
Confessional, Carrie
Devin, when I get home we're going to learn how to not be stubborn… I mean it! Wait, I'm still being stubborn. UGH!
"Raj why do you have money shoved in your mouth!?" Carmen exclaimed, as she watched the hockey bro sprint for the exit.
"Mhpre morney!" Raj exclaimed, as he hightailed it out the door with bills of money in his hands, and money flying out of his mouth. Right behind him Justin was doing the exact same thing as the hockey bro.
"JUSTIN YOU TOO!? That isn't very male model of you!"
"Itf's efffffffectifve!" Justin screeched, firing the saliva coated bills towards Carmen. The Spaniard winced as the gross glob of bills hit the ground. "You're just jealous because I thought of it first, and that my mouth still remains pretty."
"Yeah, pretty stupid…." Carmen mumbled to herself.
Confessional, Carmen
Chicos (She scoffs)
The camera cut to Courtney and Emma untangling themselves from Beardo's mess of hair as they kicked Beardo behind them. "Okay, we're in the bank, now we need to-"
An intern suddenly dropped a net over the two of them. "OH COME ON!" Emma screeched.
"I agree," Courtney leered. The two girls tried untangling themselves before the intern poked the two of them. They fell over in a small tumble and rolled into Beardo, who too got caught up in the net and they fell into the streets.
Confessional, Emma
One must imagine sisyphus happy…. Happy… happy…
Confessional, Courtney
There's something really heavy in the air today.
Confessional, Beardo
So basically, we went into the door and (He makes a loud crashing noise) and then it got all messy (He makes a weird swishy noise) and then the two girls were like in my hair somehow… I've had weirder in there. And then they got out and then BOOM! Fortunately, we managed to break the door cameras, so there's no actual footage of this. Well at least for the other two… Courtney wants to run for office and Emma is a public figure… Me? I could care less, I pulled Zee's leg out from my hair.
Justin carried a bag of coins on the ground as he suddenly slid beyond a grid of safety deposit boxes. The five by five squares of safety deposit boxes were mainly identical to each other. One square had a black line bordering it, another square had a green line bordering it, two had red lines, and another one had a blue line bordering it. He stared at the grid for a moment before he remembered.
Confessional, Justin
THE PLATE!
Frantically he moved towards the square with the blue line around it. He finagled with the lock for a moment before he realized that he could just pry it open. After finally unlocking it he looked inside. Around three fake million dollar bills stood the hidden Chris idol. His eyes wide, Justin grabbed the idol and shoved it in his pocket.
His eyes darted around as he looked at the floor. He hopped on a black tile, then a white tile, then a black tile, before he made it to a relatively free space and started to sprint away from the deposit boxes. He suddenly disappeared from the camera's sight as he tumbled down the stairs.
Confessional, Justin
Anyone know any good hats to model? (he turns around, revealing a grape sized bump on his head)
The camera cut again to Courtney as she managed to pick up a giant brick. Desperate, she held it above her head and started to swing it against the wall. The brick suddenly bounced back with a rubber sound effect and she ducked. "WHAT?!"
Beardo held his small floppy bag without much cash in it as he tried again to walk through the front door. As he walked through the rotating glass a nearby intern pressed a button and the revolving door started to speed up. He picked up his pace but his shoe caught against the back of one of the glass panels and he tumbled down, before emptying outside the bank set into the streets outside.
Tem awkwardly finagled her way through a maze of bars as she made her way to the center. A small office setup, that being a monitor, a PC tower, many keyboards, and a printer were in the center of the maze. She looked over the keyboard and the printer as she soon made her way to the devices. Three user profiles appeared on the monitor, one of Chris, one of Sam, and one of Dakota.
Instinctively she clicked on Sam's. The screen asked her to type in the password.. "Dakota Milton" Tem said as she typed it out.
SPELLED WRONG! The message on the screen read.
"How else do you spell Dakota?!" Tem slammed her fist against the keyboard. The printer suddenly stirred to life as three long lines of bills started to come out. She quickly put her bag under a cut off portion as the bills started to fall. A long line finished and tem closed her bag.
She soon found herself staring at an intern with another ink gun. The intern fired and her chest was covered in ink. Another pair of interns wrapped her in a cloth bag and started to drag her out.
Another camera cut showed Hilde crawling through the low lying ducts. She struggled as she fixed her hand towards the front of her face when she suddenly hit a rather bright room. She moved her bag from her back pocket to her hands as she shoved her shoulder against the grate.
The metal clanged against the ground with a loud awkward sound as she winced, before stepping out into what looked to be a male designated bathroom. She winced as she looked at the motion activated urinals. The guidelines on the wall said wash your hands when you exit.
Seeing no reason not to, she waved her hands under the automated censor of the sink. The water started to flow. Once she washed her hand suitably she waved her hands under a dryer, vaguely feeling the water pool at her feet. She looked behind her as she saw the other sinks starting to overflow. Panicked, she opened the door and rushed out, pursued by a steadily growing wave. She turned a corner as the water seemed to carry her over the railing.
Confessional, Hilde
HOW DOES THIS MAKE ANY SENSE?!
A holographic image started displaying on the floor. FIVE MINUTES UNTIL GATES OPEN, it read. Beneath that red light was a giant red timer. The campers inside the bank, Carson, Carmen, Raj, Hilde, Emma, Sky, Carrie, and Justin, all shown in an eight person split screen, started to fill up their bags as quickly as possible.
Sky threw a handful of coins into the bags opening from one small safety deposit box. She dug her hand deep into the box before suddenly realizing she couldn't pull it out. She placed her feet on the wall surrounding the box and heaved her hand out, tumbling backwards over a rail and falling onto a couch below. "Huh…" Sky looked up. "That was… lucky…" she hesitated.
Justin roughly slung his bag full of cash over his shoulder before moving to the elevator. He waited for it to rise to his floor and open up. He stepped in the elevator as a light musical jingle of the theme song started. Five seconds passed and the floor suddenly opened. He plummeted ten feet to a padded opening just as the doors to the outside opened, with Fang holding the gun right at his chest.
Confessional, Justin
WHOSE IDEA WAS IT TO GIVE THE SHARK A GUN?!
Carmen dropped from a hanging light into a pile of paper cash. She groaned as she emerged from the pile, bills sticking out of her clothes. She took a look in a nearby mirror. "I look like a sexy stripper…. Not sure if I enjoy this…" she squinted as she took the bills out and shoved them into a smaller bag she had.
Carrie seemed to hop across a grid of black and white squares, keeping in mind the pattern she had to do. One move like a knight, another move like a bishop, then a rook. Her hand involuntarily moved to the top of her bag as she kept her eye on the vault towards the end. There was a math problem on the vault.
"Sixty four spaces… divided by all the rooks, times the number of black bishops, and add one white queen-" she started figuring it out as she hesitated on one foot.
There was a sudden beep as an inlet showed that the time displayed on the holograph was now two minutes. Carrie squeaked as she fell forwards onto an invalid square. A laser suddenly appeared on her chest as she groaned. The floor beneath opened up like a trapdoor. An overhead shot showed Carrie falling on an angled vent and sliding downward towards the exit.
Confessional, Carrie
For the record the answer was thirty-three.
Raj slid across the marble flooring as the clock beneath him started to tick down. "I still have time, still have time…" he mumbled. His sliding stopped at the door to what looked like a museum with a lot of valuable goods. "I can do that…"
Raj opened the door as lasers started to emit from the ceiling. He closed the door with eyes wider than saucers before backing away awkwardly. "Better not risk it…"
Carson glanced from the upper floor of the bank to the lower floor of the bank where the time was ticking lower and lower. His hand ran across what appeared to be metal bars before one of the bars suddenly bent and whipped into his wrist. Taken aback, he turned his attention to what laid behind the bars.
A single ATM stood in the center of the room. Carson observed it for a minute as it spat out a chunk of cash. Carson pried open the flexible bars and dove through the opening. He scrambled to the ATM and placed his bag underneath. After another ten seconds another brick of cash fell into the bag.
The footage changed to the front doors of the bank set. An uneasy five seconds followed before a getaway van suddenly burst through the building. The camera zoomed in on Violet, wearing her black hoodie and her purple tinted hair framing her face, with a look of determination on her face as she skidded the van to a stop. Drew flung the back door open.
"HURRY UP EVERYONE! WE'VE ONLY GOT A MINUTE BEFORE WE CAN STOP ROLLING, ANYONE LEFT HERE WON'T HAVE THE CHANCE TO GET IMMUNITY!" Drew shouted.
Another split screen showed Raj, Sky, Hilde, Carson, and Carmen hearing the alert and starting to run towards the center of the bank. Carmen tripped over her own feet as she tumbled down the stairs, landing in a decidedly ungraceful position. The camera lingered on her as she struggled to her feet. An ink pack exploded above her and covered her in black ink.
Confessional, Carmen
Maldito cabron! Stupid Ink! The things I do for a smidge of a million dollars! And so…. CLOSE to the end, I'm sitting here como una perra!
Each carrying a small bag of cash, Raj, Hilde, and Sky dove into the getaway van as it slowly started to roll away Sky slammed the door shut behind her as Carson made a futile lunge towards the doors. The three looked at each other and their bags. "So now what?" asked Raj.
The driver of the car shifted a stick into position and both seats turned around. "Good job you three," Violet said. "You all escaped with a bag of cash that's your ticket to winning immunity."
"But now," Drew took the three bags of cash. "We get to the part of the movie that's my personal favorite. The betrayal. Ever hear of the prisoner's dilemma?"
"NO!" Hilde slammed her fist against the plush seating.
"Wait, that's the thing where like, I can say that Wayne stole all the candies and he'd lose his Xbox and Gamefrustrum but I go scot free but then if like Wayne says that too I lose my SP6 and my Xbox and if neither of us say anything we just lose our Xbox?" Raj panicked.
"...you know what, that's actually correct," Drew blinked. "We need to get to the rondesvou point."
"Rendezvous," Sky corrected.
"Do you want to get pushed out of this car?" Violet asked.
"Point taken," Sky said.
The car slowed to a stop and the three of them stepped out to a rather wooded portion of the set. "Why are we here?" Sky asked.
"Whenever the team splits up they always wind up in a reclusive but scenic position to divide the cash," Drew mentioned.
"And this is where your cameo ends, bye," Chris said as he lightly pushed Drew and Violet back into the car. Violet started to drive off, knocking over several trees in her path. "Sheesh, I didn't think she was just bad at mario kart. I'm sure Violet and Drew gave you the briefing."
"A three person prisoner's dilemma? How does that work?" Sky asked.
"You all can choose to be safe for the rest of the day or you can choose to saddle one of your two opponents with an extra vote," Chris handed each of the three a clipboard. A camera feed peered over Hilde's shoulder to show what was on the board. There was a checkbox for All safe and a checkbox for Saddle with a blank line nearby for the name of their choice. "If all three of you choose saddle then you all lose immunity and the extra votes will count. If all of you choose safe then no one gets any votes."
"What about this line next to saddle?" Hilde asked.
"That's where it gets… complicated," Chris started to read off of a cue card. "If two of you choose saddle and properly target the only one who chose safe, then that person will lose immunity and be saddled with the votes. If two of you choose saddle and instead target each other, then you each will receive one vote and the safe person remains safe. If two of you choose safe then the person who chose saddle will receive one extra vote for themselves."
"Can you explain that again?" Hilde asked.
"Only one more time, since in the heist movies you only get one set of instructions," Chris started. Chris continued his speech as the camera looked over Sky, Hilde, and Raj all contemplating their choices in a split triple screen.
Confessional, Sky
I don't want to end up with votes at all! If I get two they'll vote me out, that's what they've done to the immunity streakers before.
Confessional, Hilde
Can we afford Sky winning immunity again? She might be forcing our hand.
Confessional, Raj
Aww man, can't we all just be safe together? Why does this have to be so hard?
The camera feed cut to the bank set where Violet, Jaiden, Sam, and Dakota sat on four crew member chairs. Around them, standing, were the campers who weren't eligible for immunity. "Que estamos pensando?" Carmen whispered as she bristled close to Justin.
"I dunno," Justin whispered. "I'm hoping Raj stays immune. Look at the look on his face, he's petrified."
Chris collected Raj's clipboard on screen as Raj let out a large sigh.
"Sky's streak is… sizzling," Beardo struggled to find the words as he hissed with the last Z.
"Yeah that's appropriate," Carrie agreed.
"This is scary…. But come on Hilde… do something…" Emma said. On screen Hilde remained stoic but her hands continued to fidget. The camera looked over Sky as her eyes flickered back and forth between Hilde and Raj.
"Now, we've got to reveal," Chris said as he handed each person a pistol. "Fire the pistol into the air. If white comes out of your gun then you chose to be safe. If red comes out that means you elected to vote for Raj. If a yellow hazel comes out then you've voted for Hilde. If a silver stream comes out then you've voted for Sky."
"This seems like an execution," Carson said, worriedly. "They aren't going to die are they?"
"...no," Courtney looked over. "If anything you came closest to death on irradiated Wawanakwa."
"True," Carson said as he looked at the screen again. "It's still unnerving."
Sky stared at Hilde and Raj.
Hilde gulped stoically as she looked up at the sky.
Raj flexed his hands nervously.
All three pistols aimed at the sky.
White.
Red.
Red.
"And that's the game!" Chris shouted. "Raj has two votes for the ceremony while Sky and Hilde are immune! What a game!"
Confessional, Sky
(She slowly blinks) I did it? I DID IT!
Confessional, Courtney
Add cutthroat onto the list of reasons to get Sky out of here.
Confessional, Hilde
Yes I saddled Raj, but I fully expected Sky or Raj to saddle me… If I knew Sky would saddle Raj I'd have one hundred percent saddled her… all of this saddling makes me want to ride a horse.
Confessional, Raj
WHY ME!? WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS!?
Following a commercial break the camera cut quickly back to the game as the ceremony was only a couple hours away and the campers were all scrambling.
"Can WE please vote for Beardo this time!" Emma pleaded to her alliance, as Carmen, Justin, Raj, and Emma had agreed to meet up in the Craft Services Tent.
"We do need to get on the same page," Justin added, as Carmen gave a mild eye roll at the comment. "We'd only need two other votes to knock him out."
"No we'd need three, because Raj had those two penalty votes against him," Carmen replied, glancing at Raj who looked incredibly nervous.
"Yeah… I'd really like to stick around if that's alright," Raj shakily replied.
"Don't worry Raj, you're not going anywhere," Justin replied, causing Raj to blush at the model.
"Then where will we find the numbers?" Carmen asked, refocusing the conversation.
"Hilde easily," Emma replied. "She's been set on Beardo going for a while."
"I think Courtney could be convinced," Justin added. "I don't think she and Beardo are close."
"Who would be our third? Those other four are basically two pairs," Carmen remarked, as she was now analyzing her pedicured nails.
"I don't think Sky would want to vote me out," Raj stated, causing everyone to turn to him. "I mean we connected over sports and stuff… and Carson and I talked about anime."
"Sky did saddle you with the penalty votes," Emma deadpanned, causing Raj to shrink back into his seat.
"But," Justin started, drawing attention back to him. "I do think Raj has a small point. I don't think Sky or Carson for that matter, are ruthless enough to go after Raj."
"I'd agree there, I don't think any of those six would go after Raj for convenience, so maybe we would only need two other votes," Carmen mused.
"Then let's just go for Beardo, and rope in Courtney and Hilde and call it a day!" Emma exclaimed, clasping her hands together as she stood up from the table.
"Yeah sure, that seems like the plan," Carmen waved aside standing up from the table.
Confessional, Emma
ABOUT TIME!
As Carmen and Emma left the table, Justin and Raj stayed behind, Raj was trying to avoid eye contact with the model, while Justin was staring intently at the hockey player.
"Uh thank you for looking out for me," Raj said, breaking the tension between the two.
"Yes of course. It's not a problem," Justin replied. "You're my ally, and my friend, it's the least I can do." Justin batted his eyes a bit at Raj who was turning into a tomato.
"Y-your friend?" Raj hesitantly asked.
"Of course! Why wouldn't you be?"
"I don't know… I just thought… you know…" Raj said, as he fiddled with his fingers, glancing at Justin but quickly looking away every time.
"I know it's a game Raj, but that doesn't mean we can't be friends," Justin said, flipping his hair.
"I-I- that's great! Thank you Justin! You're my friend too!" Raj exclaimed happily.
Confessional, Raj
Was that one of those moments people talk about?
Confessional, Justin
I hate what I'm doing. But it's in the name of the game (He lets out a massive and long sigh)
Confessional, Raj
I THINK HE LIKES ME!
"Congrats on the immunity Hilde, first off!" Courtney exclaimed to the punk golfer, as the pair walked through the film lot, taking a small stroll and enjoying the sun.
"Thank you," Hilde replied gruffly, as she gazed off to each of the fake buildings.
"Anyways. I know you're probably a bit skeptical, but I do think Beardo is the easy vote here," Courtney continued, shooting a sideways glance at the girl.
"Uh huh… I mean of course I find that a bit hard to believe," Hilde replied, annoyance clear in her voice.
"I don't blame you, but it's the obvious easy move here. And then I think we maybe take out a bigger threat after that," Courtney said, she spoke a bit slower, as if choosing her words carefully.
"What do you mean?' Hilde asked, her eyebrow raised.
"Well… after today, I think it's clear Sky may need to go as soon as possible."
"Definitely. She's a challenge beast, and she completely threw Raj under the bus to make sure she won today," Hilde replied, her skepticism vanishing.
"Oh I know. I know a challenge beast has never won. But they always throw a wrench into plans," Courtney said, her eyes watching Hilde carefully.
"Right… obviously she is immune right now though."
"Right… but it's food for thought."
Confessional, Hilde
Beardo is the obvious name. A safe name. But Courtney mentioning Sky in the future. Oh that is interesting. Perhaps I don't need to pull out the golf club.
Confessional, Courtney
I really want to keep trying to have a low profile, but it doesn't hurt to throw a threat or two under the bus in the meantime.
"We can both agree to not go for Raj right?" Carrie asked, the anime nerd.
"Agreed, he got completely screwed over that challenge," Carson replied to the curly haired blonde.
"And we don't want to vote Beardo…"
"No, I know he's the easy vote, but we need to make a move to save him," Carson replied, bringing his hand to his chin.
"Well what are our options?" Carrie asked, as she and Carson sat across from each other at one of the picnic benches, her eyes keeping an eye out for any roaming campers.
"Sky and Hilde are immune, we agreed to not vote Raj or Beardo," Carson rattled off.
"We would need Tem in any vote that we do," Carrie added, to which Carson nodded.
"That leaves Justin, Carmen, Emma, and Courtney. I think we would need Hilde with us on this vote for sure, so I don't think Emma would be an option," Carson mused.
"Yeah, and even if our relationship is strained, I wouldn't want to vote her out yet either," Carrie explained..
"I don't think Beardo would really want to vote Justin, and I feel like Carmen is a little too connected to make a push on…" Carson paused for a moment, as Carrie realized who Carson wanted out.
"That just leaves Courtney…"
"I feel like she's the best choice. Not the most connected, but a big move that furthers us."
"I know you know I'd prefer Justin, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't giddy over this idea!" Carrie clammored, barely hiding her smile.
"Well we better go talk to the people we need, because this vote will be very close."
Confessional, Carson
Yes yes scheming Carson has returned. BUT AT LEAST COURTNEY ISN'T MY ALLY THIS TIME!
Confessional, Carrie
This one's for you Devin!. Ooooo the super fan in me is so excited!
"¡Hola, mi amiga!" Carmen exclaimed to the punk golfer. Carmen had just entered the Craft Services Tent and gave Hilde a wave, to which Hilde returned with curt a nod.
"What do I owe the pleasure of your presence?" Hilde sarcastically greeted.
"I thought it might be time we maybe rekindle the alliance we had back at the swap," Carmen replied, taking a seat next to Hilde who was munching on a sandwich.
"With Carson and Tem?"
"No, just us. Tem and Carson have been fairly shady lately if I'm honest," Carmen mused, brushing aside some of her hair.
"I guess. Carson has always come off as a bit of a weasel. But Tem has always seemed to be a fairly straight shooter."
"While I do agree with your initial impressions. It would seem that Carson's weasel ways have gotten to Tem," Hilde was about to ask another question but Carmen waved her aside as she continued. "I do think we should keep an eye on Sky, this is her third immunity now. I think it's best we cut Beardo loose here."
"Right… I mean, I've wanted Beardo out for a while, you know that," Hilde replied, her gruff demeanor returning.
"I know. And I think now is the time to do it!" Carmen exclaimed, a devilish smile appearing on her face.
"I'll think about it, I would like to consider all of my options this time, I don't think I should keep diving head first into stuff like I've been doing."
"No, of course I get it! Take your time."
Confessional, Carmen
If I want any success away from Justin and co, I need some other allies. And since Hilde is on the outs… now would be a great time to work with her again.
Confessional, Hilde
Courtney, and now Carmen. What? Did I suddenly become some blonde jock on the football team? Maybe Sky is onto something with these immunities.
"Courtney?" Tem asked the anime nerd, as they and Sky sat together at one of the picnic tables outside of the trailers. Sky was noticeably fidgety while Tem and Carson seemed to be in a heated debate.
"Yes Courtney. She's the best move for all of us!" Carson exclaimed to the city girl.
"Why? I feel like Carmen or even Raj are better choices," Tem reasoned. "They're clearly working with Justin, and we need to weaken him!" Tem exclaimed, some anger and annoyance in her voice.
"If we vote for Raj we'd just be shooting a wounded puppy," Carson waved aside, as Tem sighed a sigh of agreeance. "And besides, we need Hilde's vote no matter where we go, and there's a better chance we win her over on a Courtney vote than any other vote."
"I guess… Sky what do you think? You've been fairly quiet," Tem said, turning the attention to the gymnast.
"Well I- I don't know, I agree with Tem that I just don't think Courtney is the right choice," Sky replied, keeping her eyes from making eye contact with her two allies.
"Well then who do you suggest?" Carson inquired, his eye brow raised as he leaned forward on the table.
"I don't know, maybe we just go along with voting Beardo," Sky meekly replied.
"We've basically helped keep him around the last two rounds, and he's loyal. I feel like we'd be wasting an ally," Carson argued, as Sky let out a defeated sigh and nodded.
Tem let out a heavy sigh, "Fine we can do Courtney, but Hilde needs to be on board, if she isn't we pivot," Tem exclaimed, as Sky gave a small nod of agreement.
'Sounds good to me," Carson replied.
Confessional, Sky
If I vote Courtney now and she stays, she will absolutely be pissed with me. I like Beardo, but I don't know if it's worth voting Courtney for him.
Confessional, Carson
Sky was very obviously nervous. Honestly she probably has something with Courtney. But she does have to realize that Courtney is likely her biggest immunity competitor. And if Courtney goes Sky will really only have to worry about more niche comps. (He gives the camera a shrug)
As the camera shifted away from the three returnees, it focused in on two different ones, as Courtney and Justin came into focus as they were seen walking throughout the film lot. Justin's hands were stuffed into his pockets, while Courtney's arms were folded.
"I still don't get why we saved Beardo, just to turn around and vote him out," Courtney said to the model, who just gave a flip of his hair.
"We just gotta keep the people happy," Justin replied with a shrug.
"By people you mean Emma?" Courtney countered, Justin just rolled his eyes. "You said so earlier, we're big threats. Shouldn't we take out more of a bottom feeder?"
"Who do you suggest?"
"I don't know, I don't think Emma's or Raj's chances are that strong," Courtney suggested, causing Justin to visibly wince.
"I have them on my side, they're valuable numbers right now. Why not Carson? He hasn't been doing anything," Justin replied.
"Carson is harmless right now. He's been mediocre at challenges, and Carrie is the only one that remotely trusts him," Courtney mused, giving the model a shrug.
"Fine then… we go Beardo then."
"Has anyone given him a name? Beardo is far from dumb, he'll either go idol hunting or rally numbers."
"I don't think so, maybe he'd believe Emma or something."
"Doubtful. But I'm sure at this point he already knows anyway."
Confessional, Courtney
Well it's reassuring to know Justin isn't trying to snake me already. What I don't like is no one talking to Beardo. Like he isn't dumb people! And suggesting Emma as the decoy? Dead give away she's at the bottom of your priorities… Justin is smart, but he is incredibly sloppy.
As the cameras shifted around it landed on a lonely Beardo who sat by himself in the Craft Services Tent. The camera then quickly zoomed in on Carrie who had just entered through the tent flap, her curly blonde hair bouncing with each step she took. She sat across from the rather somber looking soundboard.
"Hi Carrie," Beardo said, giving her a small wave.
"What's wrong Beardo? You seem down and out right now," Carrie replied, looking with concern onto the bearded teen.
"No one's been talking to me. So I think it might just be me leaving…" Beardo trailed off.
"You're a target, yes," Carrie replied, causing Beardo to look down towards the ground. "But there's a blindside attempt on Courtney right now!" Carrie added, causing Beardo to have a spark of life enter into him.
"That's great! Well not for Courtney… but great!" Beardo exclaimed with a fist pump. "What do I need to do?"
"Just lay low. Maybe keep up the defeated act, and that'll help out a lot. We should just need one more vote to ensure your safety."
"Works for me!" Beardo replied, giving a thumbs up.
Confessional, Beardo
FU (Beardo makes a loud bleep sound that is often used over cuss words) YES!
Hilde and Emma could be seen a little ways outside of the Craft Services Tent, both strolling throughout the lot enjoying the sunshine. As Emma seemed to smile up towards the sun, Hilde had a sort of frown on her face.
"Hilde, I think we should start working together again," Emma blurted out, startling the punk rocker.
"Did we ever really stop? We tried to work together last time," Hilde pointed out in a sarcastic tone.
"Right… well. What if we had something more official!" Emma exclaimed, trying to regain the hype in her voice.
"Like a duo? Or an alliance?' Hilde deadpanned.
"Yeah like that! And with the help of Justin! We can actually take out Beardo!" Emma cheered.
"Didn't he just save Beardo last vote?" Hilde asked, her eyebrow raised in suspicion.
"Well yeah… but that was only because Sugar was being incredibly annoying and being hard to deal with!"
"Can't argue with that," Hilde mumbled to herself. "Fine then, seems like an easy plan, and we can finally finish the job!"
Confessional, Emma
If Hilde switches up now, then my respect for her will go straight into the same gutter as Chase.
As Emma sauntered off back to the main trailers, Tem appeared from behind a random cardboard bush, waving Hilde down, startling the golfer.
"Where did you come from?" Hilde exclaimed, looking down towards the city girl.
"Just from the bush… why?" Tem replied nonchalantly.
"How long were you there?"
"A few seconds. I was just wandering the city trying to feel at home again," Tem responded with a shrug.
"This game makes people do some weird things."
"Anything to feel like home again…" Tem trailed off before refocusing. "Anyways, look, I'm sure the others have been trying to get you to vote for Beardo." Hilde nodded in response, following a small period of silence Tem continued. "Well, if you vote with me, Carson, Sky, Beardo, and Carrie, we could blindside Courtney!"
"Take out Ms. CIT?!" Hilde exclaimed in a bit of shock.
"Yeah. She's been playing such a good game, and this may be one of our last shots at her," Tem pleaded.
"Yeah, I can see it. She's good at everything. That alone makes her a tough opponent down the line," Hilde replied, bringing her hand to her chin as her face scrunched up a bit as she went into a deeper thought.
"I'll need to think about it. Voting Courtney and burning a bunch of people sounds like a lot of fun, but it comes with a lot of risks."
"Of course! But if it works, it'll be great!" Tem exclaimed, as Hilde nodded in agreement with the future architect.
Confessional, Tem
This is likely the biggest move of the season, if we can get Courtney of all people out of here that would be insane… more insane than those houses that get built on cliff sides and only have like three support beams holding them up… what? Architecture isn't just fancy city buildings, it's suburban homes too.
Confessional, Hilde
Target Beardo for a fourth time, or vote out a lawyer… tough call. Two old allies fighting for my vote… one is unstable, the other comes off very smarmy. Tough choice.
"Ugh!" Sky groaned as she strolled alone around the main lot by the trailers. "I don't know what to do!" She gripped her hair in agony.
"Sky, are you okay?" Raj asked, as he walked into frame, causing Sky to jump a couple feet in the air. Turning around clutching her chest, she shot Raj a quick evil eye before she settled down.
"Raj you can't sneak up on people like that, you startled me."
"Ohhh that's why you jumped in the air," Raj replied, causing Sky to let out a small smile as she eye rolled. "Why were you talking to yourself, you seem really stressed."
Sky's voice seemed to be stuck in her throat as she struggled to find the right words. "I- just don't know what to do. No matter which way I vote I make someone or someones very angry."
"Why not just throw your vote on someone that won't go home," Raj suggested.
"If I did that then everyone would be mad at me, because they were counting on my vote."
"Oh… I see. Then just go with your gut. That's what I always do whenever I'm not sure!" Sky let out a burp at the gut comment, as she gripped her stomach in pain. "Or maybe just go with your heart in your case."
Sky let out a heavy sigh, as she placed a hand on Raj's shoulder. "Thanks Raj, you're a great guy. Please don't ever change!"
"Thanks Sky! You shouldn't change either!"
Confessional, Sky
Unselfishly I love Raj and want him to do what's best for himself. Selfishly… I WISH HE KNEW BECAUSE I NEED SOME DIRECTION! (Sky lets out a massive sigh) And trust me I feel horrible saddling him with a vote like that, but it was the only way to win immunity.
"Justin please, just hear me out!" Beardo exclaimed to the model, as the pair were just about to make their way to the elimination ceremony.
"Beardo, I think you're a great guy, but everyone is saying it's you, I don't know what you want me to do," Justin replied, as he subconsciously put his hand into the pocket that held his idol.
"No you don't understand. The votes are there to save me, if you vote with me, then I get to stay here!" Beardo exclaimed, as Justin raised his eyebrow in intrigue.
"Who is the target?" Justin asked, his eyes analyzing the soundboard.
"Courtney. Carson, Carrie, Tem, Sky, and Hilde all are saying they're going to follow through with it."
"I don't know. It all seems way too good to be true. Why not just vote Raj then, seems all a bit… off."
"No one wanted to vote Raj because they all like him, and thought voting him would be a cheap shot," Beardo replied with a shrug.
Justin nodded in understanding. "Still doesn't mean that all of them are actually voting Courtney."
"Even if one of them is lying, if you vote with us, Courtney goes home just like that. It'd be a massive move!"
"Fine Beardo, I'll think on it, not like there's much time anyways," Justin responded with a groan, as he waved off the soundboard.
"That's all I ask that you do!"
Confessional, Beardo
Justin please! (He makes whimpering and crying sound effects)
Confessional, Justin
Both are shields… UGH! This vote is horrific! I'm breaking out from the stress!
Elimination Ceremony
"Welcome in to your third merge ceremony everyone!" Chris greeted, as the final eleven made their way into the bleachers. Once again "Last time you guys… or at least some of you, voted off the Juggie Chunks country girl, who will you guys send to the jury next," Chris smirked, as Chef made his way through the bleachers, one by one handing out the voting devices. Unlike the last two ceremonies, people were far more hesitant with who they voted. It was clear the campers were less certain about this vote. "For the third time, Sky is immune, so her image is still grayed out!" Chris exclaimed, as Sky beamed, Courtney, Hilde, and Carmen all shot the gymnast a side glance, while Emma shot daggers at Beardo. "This time around, Hilde is also immune. Meaning both her and Sky cannot be voted for. And because of the results of the final immunity challenge Raj is saddled with two votes." Raj looked down towards the ground with a sad expression on his face, while Hilde held her head up high with pride.
"As you know, after I read the votes, the person voted out will need to leave immediately to the Lame-O-Sine,"
"Yes we know, you say that every time," Hilde deadpanned, with an eye roll. Chris ignored the punk golfer, as he took out the eleven slips of paper from their dispenser inside the podium.
"If anyone has an immunity idol, now would be the time to play it." Chris paused as he and the other campers all surveyed the cast. Courtney and Justin held firm as they made no movements for the idols that were burning holes into their pockets.
"Alright I'll read the votes."
FIRST VOTE… Raj!"
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"THIRD VOTE…. Beardo!" Beardo rolled his eyes, as he folded his arms and kicked his feet up, leaning back into the bleachers.
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"FOURTH VOTE… Beardo!"
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"EIGHTH VOTE… Courtney!" Courtney shot a glance over to Beardo, her eyebrow raised in intrigue.
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"NINTH VOTE… Courtney." Courtney's look of interest suddenly turned into one of worry as her name was read allowed once more.
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"TENTH VOTE… Courtney!"
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"ELEVENTH VOTE… Courtney!" Courtney and Carmen both began to panic slightly as Courtney's name continued to be read allowed by Chris. Beardo's look of acceptance turned into one of hope as the sixth vote needed to send him home had yet to be read.
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"TWELFTH VOTE… Courtney!"
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"THIRTEENTH VOTE… And the fourteenth person voted out and the third member of our jury… Beardo!" Courtney, Carmen, and Justin all breathed sighs of relief, as Beardo breathed a sigh of sadness as he stood up from his seat.
"It's been fun everyone," Beardo exclaimed, making his way down the bleachers. Carrie and Carson both gave the beatboxer a sorrowful wave, to which Beardo returned. Tem stood up, and gave Beardo a hug.
"I'm so sorry," Tem exclaimed to Beardo.
"Don't be. You did what you could." Beardo reassured the city girl, patting her on the shoulder.
The camera panned over to Sky who looked incredibly miserable, and then it panned to Courtney who had recovered from her initial shock and worry and now glanced around at the individuals who voted for her to leave, her eyes eventually narrowed onto Sky who seemed to shrink under the former CIT's gaze.
"Good luck to each of you! Hopefully you guys play nice while I'm gone." Beardo said as he entered the Lame-O-Sine. Emma seemed to scoff, while Hilde and Carmen rolled their eyes.
"We're now down to the final ten. Will Sky lose an immunity ever? And what will be the fall out of such a narrow vote. Will the six that voted Beardo stick together? Or will anyone flip over to the remaining four who voted Courtney? And what will come of Courtney and Justin's idols? And is Shawn's idol back in hiding? As the game continues on, who will get blindsided next? And who will give themselves the best chance to make the end? Find out next time on Total Drama Action!"
Confessional, Beardo
I don't know why, but this elimination stings more than when I was voted off in Season One. Maybe it was because I felt like I actually had a chance. But in the end I made way more friends this time, I made it way further, and I think I played fairly well for a guy who was constantly in the firing line from the first ceremony all the way to now. I'm obviously rooting for Tem, Carson, Carrie, and Sky. But I've got a soft spot for Justin and Raj. Raj is just really chill, and I think if we were together in the premerge we would have been good friends, and it was just nice to reconnect with Justin again, sucks it ended how it did though. Oh well! I'm glad I came back, and I hope I left a mark this time!
Votes
Beardo: Can this be the last vote where my back is against the wall! Please! Courtney
Carmen: You've reached the end of the line. Beardo
Carrie: I think my head is going to explode. Courtney
Carson: I think it's time we take a shot at the biggest player in the game. Courtney
Courtney: Sadly your time has run out. Beardo
Emma: I always get the last laugh! Beardo
Hilde: Fourth time's the charm I guess…. Just go home you stupid cockroach! Beardo
Justin: It was fun while it lasted. But Courtney and I need each other. Beardo
Raj: Sorry bro. You're pretty cool. Beardo
Sky: I really don't like this. I have alliances with both… but I trust these people more. Courtney
Tem: You're too good. You'll make a really good lawyer someday. Courtney
Reviews
SuperSonicHeroes: (Trygve): The Raj F bomb was my interpretation of his character, he's definitely competitive and any athlete who loses because they unknowingly cheated, or knowingly and got caught would for sure drop a curse word out of frustration, and yeah, obv every season has its game players and its characters. Emma falls more under the character department, as she has her own flaws in her personality and how she handles the game compared to some of her other campers.
(Rj): Honestly challenge beast Sky was probably one of the easier elements we had laid out going into the season, she has a lot to prove since she was taken out via an injury. I do think that athletes would wind up feeling insulted if they saw how most films portray their sports. Sugar has her comedy but we didn't want to push it. Emma has been a hoot to write this season and her interaction with Roman solidified it. If I may correct you, I'm fairly sure Courtney only has one idol this time, and time will tell if she earns another.
LordGemini: (Trygve) I am glad you enjoyed it.; The Carrie and Emma stuff at the start was mostly intended to be something to notice, since Carrie and Emma spent most of their time together on the swap, and now suddenly Emma is spending all of her time with Justin (Who they recently tried to vote out) it was mostly trying to build up Emma's isolation from Carrie so suddenly after the merge. I am glad you're enjoying the post merge stuff, the Island rewrite gave me the idea for Justin/Beardo team up, obv we haven't utilized that pairing too much, but that's mostly due to just being on opposite teams/sides the whole time, and for the Sugar vote I thought them 2 having a small connection there would be the small push Justin needed to finally cut Sugar loose (even though he was more than happy to cut Beardo loose the next round for a variety of reasons)
(Rj): I don't know if I acknowledge it enough but I do appreciate your spanish corrections. I just want to say that it's likely that Chris' film is a period piece meant to put badminton in the olympics. Ultimately Raj's disqualification is something that can happen in competitions and something that I've seen casually occur. I do hope that you're enjoying how these targets keep flip flopping around.
24th: Lauren: 5-1
23rd: Anne Maria: 4-2
22nd: Chase: 4-1
21st: Zee: 4-2
20th: Devante: 4-1
19th: Raihan: 4-1
18th: Shawn: 3-2-1
17th: Wayne: 2-2 Lost Tiebreaker
16th: Ella: 5-3
15th: Jaiden: 5-2
14th: Devin: 4-4 Lost Tiebreaker
13th: Angelo: 7-4-2
12th: Sugar: 5-4-3
11th: Beardo: 6-5
Merge Team: Carmen, Carrie, Carson, Courtney, Emma, Hilde, Justin, Raj, Sky, Tem
Carmen: 3 team immunities, 0 individual immunities, 0 idols played, 3 votes against
Carrie: 4 team immunities, 0 individual immunities, 0 idols played, 0 votes against
Carson: 3 team immunities, 0 individual immunities, 0 idols played, 0 votes against
Courtney: 5 team immunities, 0 individual immunities, 0 idols played, 5 votes against
Emma: 5 team immunities, 0 individual immunities, 0 idols played, 0 votes against
Hilde: 4 team immunities, 1 individual immunities, 0 idols played, 2 votes against
Justin: 3 team immunities, 0 individual immunities, 0 idols played, 8 votes against
Raj: 4 team immunities, 0 individual immunities, 0 idols played, 2 votes against
Sky: 4 team immunities, 3 individual immunities, 0 idols played, 0 votes against
Tem: 3 team immunities, 0 individual immunities, 0 idols played, 2 votes against