"Last time on Total Drama Action! As the Gaffers felt the ripple effects of sending Ella home our special guests Noah and Dawn put the campers through the ringer. They quizzed our campers on the world of medicine, some showed some great learning skills and others did not… Seriously Devin, cocaine? This ultimately culminated in the Gaffers losing another challenge. Although it looked like Angelo would be the early target despite his newly found idol. Thanks to a theatrical performance by the theater nerd, he managed to flip the votes onto his good pal Beardo, which then led to a brutal idol blindside onto Jaiden. Fourteen are left, who will be voted out tonight on TOTAL DRAMA ACTION!"
Theme Song
"That cannot happen again," Tem mumbled to herself as she exited her trailer. Carson right behind her, throwing his blue anime jacket on.
"What can't happen again?" Carson asked, quickly tying his hair into a ponytail.
"A preventable idol play. You know? Like what happened to Drew last season, and what happened to Jaiden yesterday," Tem replied, also adjusting her ponytail.
"I get what you mean. We could have thrown another vote onto Angelo, so that way at least Jaiden would've had a chance," Carson replied, stuffing his hands into his jacket pockets.
"If something like that happens again, I think you and I and maybe one or two others should work together to throw votes onto people as insurance for an idol," Tem strategized.
"I never took you for the planning ahead type," Carson replied, his eyebrow raised quizzically. "But I do agree that splitting votes if it's possible could work."
"It's been a few seasons now, I'm out of my love struck puppy era," Tem and Carson chuckled a bit. "Most of us… have all grown from our prior seasons."
"I couldn't agree more. I'd be a hypocrite if I said I wasn't an idiot on Revenge. But with that all said, who could we even pull in for this type of plan?"
"I think we need someone more low key, but also fairly smart strategically…" Tem started.
"Probably a veteran as well. Angelo and Hilde aren't exactly trustworthy, Raj is somewhere else, Devin and Carrie are a package, and Emma… is a wild card." Tem nodded as Carson listed off each of the remaining newbies, pondering to herself.
"We can revisit this later, but I think pulling in someone from the other team could work in the merge. We'll need the extra information if we can get it."
"Agreed."
Confessional, Tem
Carson is probably one of the smartest players here. If I'm going to execute a strategy like this, I need someone who can help me. Because let's be real, deviousness and strategy is not my forte.
Confessional, Carson
I feel a lot better with Tem approaching me. Jaiden was my number one ally, and with her gone I need to find a new true ally. Since outside of Carmen and Carrie, I do not exactly trust anyone else remaining.
"I still don't think Jaiden was the right move," Beardo exclaimed, brushing through his hair in the trailer mirror, with Angelo to his left, doing some sort of skin care routine.
"Hilde said she was the ringleader of the group. I know my confidence is growing, but I really don't want to be the center of attention again," Angelo replied, seemingly shuddering at the thought of being the focal point again.
"It's Hilde though. She just voted out Ella, why wouldn't she just lie?"
"She seems like the brutally honest type. I don't know," Angelo shrugged, panicking a bit.
Beardo let out a long heavy sigh. "I'm sorry Angelo, I don't mean to be angry with you, I just really cared for Jaiden, and I just feel guilty about it."
"I should be sorry too, we should have had a more open discussion about the vote beforehand," Angelo said, patting Beardo's back reassuringly.
"What's done is done now, not much else we can do."
Confessional, Angelo
Last night took a lot out of me, but I am so grateful to still be here. I desperately need to win today though, my days are numbered on this team
Confessional, Beardo
(He sighs) I feel so guilty about taking Jaiden out like that, if I voted Angelo, Jaiden would still be here, and I'd still have some trust from Carson as well. I'm glad I'm still here, and I'm glad Angelo is still here, but when I came back I did not want to vote out all of my friends and be on the wrong side of the vote every single time. (He lets out a pitiful fog light horn)
The camera shifted to inside the Craft Services Tent as with fewer and fewer campers remaining, the number of campers in the Craft Services Tent at any given time were incredibly smaller. The camera panned through the empty Tent to eventually settle on Carmen and Hilde who were quietly munching on their breakfast.
"I still can't believe that happened last night," Carmen exclaimed through her slow eating.
"What's done is done," Hilde gruffed. "Just gotta move on and win this next challenge." Carmen nodded, going back to her scrambled eggs. Carrie entered the Mess Hall and locked her eyes onto Carmen and Hilde, she quickly shuffled over to the pair, standing awkwardly to the side of Carmen.
"Do you guys mind if I sit here?' Carrie timidly asked the two girls.
"Uh sure?" Carmen replied, glancing at Hilde who gave an indifferent shrug.
"I just wanted to ask about Jaiden. Her and I were really close and…" Carrie started before Hilde interrupted her.
"Angelo idoled her out last night."
"Oh.. Well… um, I'm sorry about that."
"Don't be," Carmen replied, putting a reassuring hand on Carrie's shoulder. "We all enjoyed her presence, it's sad, but the game continues."
"I guess." Carrie stared at the floor as she awkwardly shuffled away from the two girls who just went back to munching on their protein filled breakfast.
Confessional, Carmen
Losing Jaiden so soon was gut wrenching. Her and I were best friends on Revenge, and now we can't even make the merge together. It is truly criminal. I'm glad I'm still here and all. But I can't flirt, Jaiden is gone, what else could go… nevermind, not jinxing it.
Confessional, Carrie
What… the… it's the premerge! Why are these votes getting so wild!? But with Jaiden gone, it would be a disservice to not take her advice at all. I've decided I'm going to ask Devin out!
"He is SO hot," Emma exclaimed as she and Raj stared off into the distance, looking at Justin who sat on the other end of the table with Sugar.
"I know right? He's so dreamy," Raj replied, his head in his hands.
"What're you two looking at?" Courtney asked, walking up to the pair with Sky in tow, the two sitting down across from them. The two girls followed their eyes and landed on Justin. "Oh…"
"What? He's so attractive!" Emma exclaimed, Raj nodded along.
"They're not wrong, Court," Sky replied, shrugging taking a bite out of her eggs. "Dave and I had a discussion over who was hotter between him and Alejandro… it was a very lengthy discussion."
"I'm glad you seem to be more open Raj," Courtney exclaimed, changing the subject ignoring Sky's comment.
"Oh… well I'm still not sure what I am… I know I like guys, and Wayne told me I was still his striker, so I feel a lot better about opening up about that…" Raj trailed off, as his eyes locked back in on Justin.
"Aw that's so sweet!" Emma exclaimed. "Would you be interested in Wayne at all?"
"No no no. No offense to old Wayner, but he's my hockey bro for life, I would want nothing more," Raj exclaimed.
"You guys better not be distracted by him in the challenge, we need to keep this winning streak going!" Courtney exclaimed.
"You can say that again," Sky chuckled. "Four straight rounds of safety have been oh so sweet."
"I couldn't agree more, Sky! Winning and not having to cut anyone from the team has been great! We've been a well oiled machine!" Raj exclaimed, taking a massive bite out of some sausage.
"Raj you wanna go get seconds before it's all gone?" Emma asked. "That sausage Chef had today was delicious."
"You bet!" Raj exclaimed, jumping out of his seat, leaving Courtney and Sky behind.
Confessional, Raj
He's just so…. Perfect
Confessional, Emma
I'm so glad I'm single. Not only can I not be with Chase, I get to look at Justin with no repercussions.
"Those two sure are hyper," Sky noted, as she took a bite out of her jelly covered toast.
"I've noticed. I'm sure you've also noticed the trios forming here too," Courtney said, placing her fork down on her plate.
"Emma, Devin, and Carrie for sure. Is Raj with Justin and Sugar? I haven't really noticed that," Sky said, shooting a glance over to Raj and Emma at the food counter.
"Emma, Devin and Carrie are definitely close, they don't try to hide it," Courtney started. "But I have noticed that Raj has been trying to buddy up with Justin, which means he'll work with Sugar."
"That doesn't mean they're a trio though. Just means Justin is a top ally for both of them." Sly said, putting her toast back down.
"Fair point, but if Raj is close with Justin, he'll eventually get close with Sugar, it's only a matter of time," Courtney mused, taking another bite of her eggs.
"I guess. Either way, if that is the case, that does leave us in the middle it seems like. Devin and Sugar will gun for each other."
"Yep, which is perfect, and exactly the spot you want to be, I think we both learned that in our seasons," Courtney replied, as the two girls seemed to share a brief reminiscing smile.
"Oh I know, those Island teams felt like a long merge in itself. They went on forever, and I barely missed the premerge because of my stupid ankle." Sky looked down at her ankle and subconsciously grabbed it, as if she had broken it again.
"Welp, it won't happen again that's for sure!"
Confessional, Sky
I don't know if Courtney and I will form an alliance, but I think right now our goals are similar. Make merge and let these trios destroy each other,
Confessional, Courtney
I'm glad Sky and I are on a similar page of keeping an eye out for each other. We don't need to vote together, but we can at least keep each other safe and keep ourselves out of the spotlight.
"I was wonderin' when you'd come talk to me one on one again," Sugar exclaimed to Justin, as he took a seat across from her in the Craft Services Teng, he rolled his eyes at the comment, before taking a bite of his eggs.
"I didn't think I would need to check in with you that much, since we're essentially forced into needing each other," Justin replied, a small eye roll could be noticed following the comment.
"You need me more than I need you, but what're you over here for, it ain't just to talk," Sugar exclaimed, her mouth filled with food, much to the disgust of Justin.
"Just making sure we're good, Devin is with Emma and Carrie, so we have to win over the other three in order to have a chance of both of us staying," Justin reasoned, taking a small bite of his peppered scrambled egg.
"Yeah we're good, I know you got that hockey kid wrapped around your finger, he can't stop staring at you," Sugar laughed, gesturing to Raj and Emma who were gawking at him from behind Sky and Courtney.
"Yes, I know… I've become his awakening, I don't know what to do about it, and it's not something I really want to think about right now.," Justin dismissed, using hand to wave aside the comment.
"Whatever." Sugar shrugged. "So all we gotta do is work those two try hards over there and we're golden?"
"You mean Courtney and Sky?"
"Yeah those two."
"Mhmm! Get those two, and vote out the final weasel from the Grips!" Sugar exclaimed. Justin rolled his eyes and just nodded, staring down at his plate trying to hide his disgusted face.
Confessional, Sugar
I know Emma, and Raj, and the others are gawking at Justin, but he's into me right now, and that means I've got him in my pocket. I'm getting that money for my wizard.
Confessional, Justin
I know my spot right now is rather… precarious. Individually people love me… mostly because I'm gorgeous. But I need more than stares, I need allies. So ensuring Sugar is still under my control is essential. Even if her eating habits leave… a lot to be desired.
As the campers began to all vacate the Craft Services Tent, lightly chatting, taking a nap, or whatever else to prepare them for the upcoming challenge, The camera finally seemed to settle on Devin and Carrie who were sitting in an awkward silence.
"So…." Devin said, rubbing his arm, his eyes gazing towards the ground.
"So…." Carrie replied, doing the same… "Look, Jaiden told me before she left, that I should just shoot my shot… so here it goes. Devin, I like really really like you and I would like to be more than just homies." Carrie squeaked out, immediately after she said it, she shrunk into her own skin, trying to hide herself from her best friend.
"I-I…" Devin stuttered.
"It's okay if you say no… I… just couldn't live my life without…" Carrie stopped herself, as Devin held a finger to her lips, Hushing her.
"I feel the same way Carrie… I don't know why or when, but during this competition I've grown feelings for you, past being homies, but being more, you know." Carrie was nearly bouncing out of her seat with excitement.
"Is that a yes?"
"A yes to being your boyfriend!"
"YES!" Carrie cheered, throwing her hands into the air, before giving Devin a massive hug to which he returned, both were grinning ear to ear in excitement, feeling far happier than they have ever been in their entire lives.
Confessional, Devin
I AM SO HAPPY! I FEEL LIKE A WEIGHT HAS BEEN LIFTED! YES!
Confessional, Carrie
Oh thank the heavens he said yes. I don't think I'd have recovered if he said no.
The sun was at a decent angle in the sky when the loudspeakers suddenly blared to life with a stereotypical military salute. Most of the campers, who had divided into groups to look at the rest of the film lot, looked at the nearest loudspeaker. "THAT MEANS REPORT TO THE CRAFT SERVICES TENT IN NO MORE THAN TEN MINUTES FOR YOUR ENERGY MEAL!" Chef's deep voice blared.
A camera wipe suddenly showed the campers all bolting into the craft services tent. "HEAD UP!" Chef stomped in front of Beardo.
"ARMS AT YOUR WAIST!" He shouted in Emma's ear.
"FACE FORWARD!" Carson suddenly faced forward.
"SHUT YOUR TRAP!" Sugar quickly closed her jaw.
"Alright, alright," Chris walked into the room. "Today's going to be a bit of a different take on Island's army challenge. Army movies are still big."
"Propaganda," Justin snarked.
"YOU WILL TAKE A PROPER SHUTTING OF YOUR MOUTH! IF I DO SAY SO MYSELF!" Chef countered, whacking Justin's shoulder with a small rod.
"Today I am Grand Master Chief and you will address me as such. I expect nothing more and nothing less. Dakota and Sam took the day off today so we're putting my two subordinate cameos to the test."
"Whatever Chef says goes, at least until the end of the challenge," Chris mentioned. "Which shouldn't take multiple days like last time."
"That I can promise," Chef explained. "Now, go do your pretty boy stuff."
"Will do," Chris sauntered out of the tent. "Have fun!"
Confessional, Sky
I've been through one Chef army challenge before. Not the most fun I've had, Dave had it worst though, he's still telling me about it seasons later.
"AHEM!" Chef shouted. "Today I have planned three activities. Because the Gaffers totally sucked to suck, a disgrace of a platoon if you ask me, there will be accommodations for the loss of two people. And I have it on good authority that the final challenge will be just fine!"
"But-" Angelo stammered.
"JUST FINE!" A new voice shouted behind Angelo. The short theater kid jumped up, shocked, and immediately stood straight forward. "GRAND MASTER CHIEF HAS TOLD ME TO TAKE CARE OF THIS BEGINNING PART OF THE CHALLENGE!"
The camera panned downard to show a familiar pair of army boots that ended high in his mid calf. The camera feed traveled upward to show the rest of the cameo's ensemble, now clad in a camouflage jacket. His metal dog tags shone in the harsh lighting of the craft services tent. "Sergeant Brick McArthur reporting for duty," Brick, fourth placer of Total Drama Island, stood at attention.
"Brick here will be timing you for your breakfast station. A good platoon sleeps as one, wins as one, loses as one, and eats as one," Chef rolled up the small window separating the kitchen from the main dining area. A small array of actual fresh fruits, pre-made drinks, and trays of army rations lined the table.
"We have a big day ahead of us, so you must eat up. Finish your food as close to twelve minutes. The team that finishes their food most in sync with each other will win an advantage for the final challenge," Brick explained. "I will be timing and monitoring all the food you eat."
Confessional, Hilde
…It can't be much worse than high school lunch periods, right?
Confessional, Justin
Finally some fresh fruit, I just hope that my team lets me finish up.
"So do we have to have a plan for all of this?" Raj hesitantly asked. His eyes occasionally flitted to the set up tables full of breakfast food. The circle the Grips created for a thirty second planning time was small and compact with all eight of their heads in a small camera shot from below.
"Yeah, it'll be more efficient and we won't waste time," Courtney interjected.
"So we're all going to be touching our food?" Carrie spoke up.
'This is war and it has to be efficient, right? I guess I don't mind," Emma shrugged.
"Then we have each of us at one portion of the table and fill the plates as efficiently. I'll hand out the plates and funnel them down to Raj, who will send them to Carrie, to Devin, to Emma, to Sugar, to Sky, to Justin. Once you keep track of the count you get the full plate from Justin and sit down." Courtney quickly stated.
"As good a plan as any," Justin shrugged.
A similar scene unfolded mere feet away as the Gaffers started to plot similarly. "No more than one minute at the station each," Hilde directed. "Grab a fruit, grab those pre made grits, grab that coffee. Brick says we need to be unified."
"How much should we grab?" Angelo asked.
"One fruit," Beardo spoke up. "One spoonful possibly, and one packet of that coffee. It looks like the one you have to mix powder into."
"If that's the case how far should we fill the cups?" Tem asked.
"We shouldn't be focusing on stuff like that, we should just get the pre-made drinks. Scratch the coffee, let's go with the orange juice. It comes in a box," Hilde replied with a huff.
"Boxed orange juice?" Carson glanced over at the table. Alongside the boxes of orange juice there were other fruit drinks and a small container of ice. "So we move in as fast as we can and grab those three items. Is that it? No order or anything?"
"Carson, why don't you go first? Then Hilde, then me, then Beardo, then Angelo, then Carmen," Tem suggested.
"Any problems?" Hilde asked.
"LISTOS!" Carmen shouted.
Confessional, Courtney
I completed a Boot Camp challenge with a criminal as my ally… I think I'll be fine.
Confessional, Carson
I've had smaller breakfasts before, it'll be fine.
Brick stood at a table erected in front of the campers. On either side of him were two identical meal set ups with different breakfast food. "Time is of the essence, order is of prompt design, and unity is most required. At the third beep you may begin eating." Brick pressed a button atop a small digital timer.
At the third beep the Grips started to rush ahead. Courtney made it to the table first to grab the eight plates required for her team. Raj next to her started to put a banana on each plate before the line made its way down to Devin and Carrie where they evenly divided small containers of pre-made grits and eggs on the plates. When the first plate hit Justin, Courtney ran and retrieved her food.
Carson sprinted through the line and grabbed all the required pieces. At his speed he knocked over some juices that Hilde quickly picked up and fixed. Tem quickly followed with her plate shaking and joined the other two at their table. Carson and Tem both had an anxious look on their face as they watched the rest of their team grab their required food.
When both teams were fully seated each member took a quick glance at each other. Carrie took a hesitant glance at her eggs while Devin took a similarly sized spoonful of grits. In sync, they took the similar bites before quickly replacing their bites with their opposite foodstuff. Raj took a glance at Justin as he took a small bite out of the banana and Raj absentmindedly chewed through the peel. Sugar took one large scoop of her eggs and waited before Courtney, Sky, and Devin finished their eggs before shoveling all of it in.
The nearby Gaffers ate much more messily compared to their counterparts on the Grips. Tem held her hand up to shield herself from the splatter of grits, orange juice, and apples from a nearby Hilde. Beardo chugged his apple juice as he additionally shoveled in his eggs. Carson slightly gagged on his plate of grits. Carmen sniffed the pre-made grits and plugged her nose. Angelo meagerly ate his rations next to Tem as they seemed to mirror each other.
Confessional, Tem
There are some parts of my city with good food, there are some parts of my city with bad food, but a shocking amount of the city has food on the same quality as that boot camp breakfast material.
Confessional, Devin
(He pulls out a banana peel from his mouth) How'd that get there?
Confessional, Angelo
(He wipes his face of egg slobber) All things considered, a day in the life.
"So," Brick stood in front of the tables. "The team that finished their food the fastest was the Gaffers. But that doesn't make you the winner of this challenge."
Hilde looked over her team, almost disappointed as Carson and Beardo seemed to mirror that same expression. Angelo opened his mouth to counter before Carmen put her hand on his shoulder, shaking her head.
"Gaffers completed their food with, on average, one minute and fourteen seconds left on the clock. The first one to complete was Carson with one minute and thirty seconds left on the clock while the last to complete was Beardowith fifty five seconds left on the clock. Beardo still finished faster than two members of the Grips."
On the Grips Justin patted his lips with a clean napkin. Emma clasped her hand tightly just as Sky leaned forward in an effort to hear Brick more.
"The Grips completed their food with fifty-five seconds left on the clock. The first Grip to finish was Sugar with one minute left on the clock while the last to finish was Courtney with forty five seconds on the clock. Because of the lower variance on the Grips and the closer time to twelve minutes, I am giving the victory, and as such the first advantage, to the Grips. You may celebrate."
"Woohoo!" Sugar hollered, throwing her plate into the air. Raj dodged the trash as best as he could but was still hit with a stray grit. Justin and Devin high fived each other while Carrie similarly cheered.
"So close," bemoaned Tem.
Once the Grips finished celebrating, Brick ceded the floor to Master Chief. Brick opened the Craft Services Tent to reveal one green army truck and one red army truck. He climbed into the driver seat of the green truck while the contestants watched on. "GAFFERS IN THE GREEN AND GRIPS IN THE RED! MOVE TO THE SITE MOVE MOVE MOVE!"
"YES GRAND MASTER CHEF!" the contestants all shouted. They ran into their respective trucks while Chef hopped on a nearby ATV.
The challenge feed is divided into both an overhead and an in car view. The Grips and Gaffers bounced around as the trucks drove over relatively rough portions of the film lot. The routes winded and intersected with each other before arriving at the set piece for the episode. Establishing shots showed that the soundstage was covered in camouflage colors and surrounded by plant life, clearly representing a jungle. Another side of the soundstage was largely desert colored and had sparse vegetation.
The trucks stopped and Chef was there waiting for them. He opened the gate to the backside of the trucks and the teams filed out. They stood in a line as Chef corrected their stances. "This challenge will be explained by our second cameo this episode! It will also be for an advantage that'll be for the next and final immunity deciding challenge!"
The door to the red truck driver side slammed open. Out stepped two black boots that kicked up dust as he slammed the side of the truck. Gone was his normal green jacket and instead he stood in front of the teams clad in only his gray muscle tank, exposing his muscular arms as he stood in front of the campers. In one hand he held a metal water bottle. "Corporal Quentin Hocksetter reporting for duty sir!" he announced, his voice loud and barking.
Carson opened his mouth to speak before Quentin stomped up to him. "DID I ASK YOU TO SPEAK, FALON?! DID I?!"
"NO SIR!" Carson looked up at Quentin, Carson unconsciously stood up straight, his hands at his sides.
"THEN CLOSE YOUR MOUTH! I DO NOT NEED TO HEAR ANY COMPLAINTS BEFORE THE RULES ARE ESTABLISHED AND SAID!" Quentin turned to the Gaffers and the Grips as he returned to his neutral position.
"TODAY YOU WILL RUN ONE LAP AROUND THIS SOUNDSTAGE THAT HAS BEEN DRESSED FOR THE DESIGN OF THE MILITARY CHALLENGE! UPON COMPLETION YOU WILL MAKE YOUR WAY THROUGH THIS MILITARY OBSTACLE COURSE! ANY COMPLAINT OR UNSPORTSMANLIKE BEHAVIOR AS JUDGED BY ME WILL BE AN EIGHT SECOND FREEZE ON THE OFFENDING PARTY. THE TEAM THAT COMPLETES THE CHALLENGE THE FASTEST WILL RECEIVE AN ADVANTAGE TO THE FINAL PART OF THIS EPISODE!"
"Fastest? When it's not-"
"DID I EXPECT TO HEAR THOSE WORDS OUT OF YOUR MOUTH DAMONTE?!" Quentin sharply turned to Courtney. "I'M AWARE OF YOUR REPUTATION FROM THE LAST CHALLENGE! I EXPECT MORE FROM YOU!"
"Have a cow," Raj chortled.
Quentin sharply faced Raj, his eyes a glaring fire that he learned from his father's role. "HOW MANY LETTERS ARE IN YOUR NAME?"
"What?" Raj turned to Justin.
"I'M NOT WAITING FROSTY FREEZE, I'M ASKING YOU!" Quentin's neck strained.
"Three, sir," Raj blanked.
"WE ARE ADDING THREE MORE SECONDS TO ANY COMPLAINT THANKS TO MISTER THREE LETTER RAJ HERE!" He looked at Chef and the older army veteran gave an approving nod. Brick nodded in encouragement as he stood next to Quentin. "LINE UP! TALLEST IN THE MIDDLE AND SHORTEST AT THE END!"
Confessional, Carmen
Ay…. what or who got into Quentin this time around?
Confessional, Carson
I forgot his dad was a drill sergeant… I still hear the ringing in my ear.
Confessional, Quentin
(he sips from his water bottle before cracking open a packet with a lozenge in it) Dad always takes two of these a day. It also helps that he lets mom do the talking when he's back from the base.
A camera feed showed all the campers lined up as instructed, Sky on one end and Angelo at the other with Devin, Hilde, Beardo, and Raj towards the middle. Quentin marched down the line, approving their stances, before he stood at one of the edges. Chef stood at the other end with a starting pistol and aimed it in the sky. "GO!" Chef shouted.
Dust flew in the air as the remaining campers all sprinted off, some pulling ahead early while others chose to fall back, conserving their energy. The pack had separated into a couple of groups as was illustrated with an overhead drone shot. Quentin was jogging alongside the middle of the pack as a boom mic trailed the campers about six feet above through a camera jerry rigged on a metal support.
Ahead in the group in a small trio were Sky, Raj, and Carson. Carson tightened his run by moving closer to the inside of the running track. Raj surged forward and tackled Carson out of the way. "SLUSHY!" Quentin quickly rushed up. "DO I SEE ANY ICE NEAR YOU?!"
"N-N-" Raj stammered as he slowed to a stop.
"EIGHT SECOND PENALTY!"
Raj stopped as Carson and Sky continued, Sky casting a worried glance to her teammate.
Hilde had opted to keep things slow as she, Angelo, and Tem continued at a brisk but talking pace. "This is going to be rough," Tem sighed. "But I have to give my best."
"Yeah, helps when there's a cute guy motivating us all," Angelo chuckled. "I did enjoy that swimming episode in Revenge. Him, DJ, Mike, Carson, Lightning… that was a good episode." Hilde snorted and Tem smiled before the latter suddenly increased her pace to pass by the recently unfrozen Raj. She locked eyes with Hilde and the punk fighter quickened her pace.
"OBJECTIFYING?!" Quentin suddenly barked in Angelo's ear.
Angelo tried to quicken his pace before Quentin started running in front of him. He turned around as Angelo slowed down. "DO YOU SINCERELY BELIEVE THAT IS GOING TO GET YOU ANYWHERE?!"
Angelo rapidly shook his head. "EIGHT SECONDS! AND YOU KNOW WHAT, DROP AND GIVE ME FIVE!"
"What? You can't do that!" Angelo objected.
"FIVE RIGHT NOW! NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW!" Quentin shouted.
Confessional, Angelo
I haven't done push ups since… last year! Is it any wonder that I'm sore?
Confessional, Raj
Now I think I got off easily….
Carson and Sky were the first to reach the first obstacle, a giant mud pit. "Do you think there's anything in here?" Carson hesitated.
Sky slowly dipped her toe into the mud. Then her foot. Then her calf. Then her thigh. She sunk slightly into the mud more with her hands held up. "Seems safe," Sky hesitated.
Carson slid into the mud similarly hesitant as Sky meandered further and further into the pit. The two started to pick up their pace just as the rest of the campers started to splash in. Devin, Carrie, and Courtney helped each other into the pit as they started to wade through the mud. Hilde, Raj, and Emma quickly dove into the mud. Beardo face planted into the mud but continued moving as he ignored the skids of an encroaching tem. Tem shook her wrists just as Justin pulled in next to her.
"Not quite the way you want to get into a mud pit, huh?" Tem sighed. "But we could be wading through worse and I'm grateful."
"Let's not rush through this, I'm not particularly fond of this texture," Justin bent over and mashed a handful. "This is not the right texture for exfoliating. I would definitely rather be anywhere else.
Quentin stormed next to Justin and Tem as the city girl started to wade in the mud. Behind him was Carmen as she doubled over and tried to catch her breath, looking at Quentin started to berate the model.
"KAHALE! I DO NOT CARE NOR DESIRE TO KNOW ABOUT HOW BAD THIS MUD IS! EIGHT SECONDS! NOW!"
Justin shrugged as he closed his mouth, staring at the mudpit. Once his eight seconds finished Justin started to take off his shirt "I might as well take-"
"KEEP IT ON KAHALE! YOUR UNIFORM IS STANDARD ORDER BY MISS MILTON! DROP AND GIVE ME FIVE, SHIRT ON, NOW!"
Confessional, Carmen
Come mierda Quentin, no me digas que no te gusta el cuerpo de Justin.
Confessional, Emma
I once lost my shoes in a mud pit obstacle course I created for me and a couple of other makeup affiliates. Yes, Chase was there, and the other two guys in the beach house, but that was my own fault… I wore heels.
At the other side of the pit the campers started to run through a small stream of sprinklers overhead. Those in the lead, namely Sky and Carson, started to slow down and took in the water as they ran down the stretch. Devin and Carrie seemed to be keeping pace with each other as they looked to each other in reassurance. A very muddy Beardo took a long time under the sprinklers. Way, way, way behind, Justin finally entered the mud pit with Angelo and Sugar.
Confessional, Angelo
Is it an American thing to run these very very dirty races?
A unique camera angle showed Sky and Carson starting on the second obstacle, a giant a-frame feature bordered by wood with metallic bars between each frame. Sky started to climb up and over the fixture with ease as she flourished at the top. Carson kept his body closer to the metal frame as he started to make his way above the obstacle.
A fast approaching Courtney and Raj started to climb up side by side. "This is long, but a good long," Raj breathed heavily. "No ice but this is still nice."
Courtney could only nod in agreement. She looked behind to see Emma skidding through the sprinklers with hesitation. The camera's point of view angled towards Emma as she flailed wildly before righting herself. She put on a satisfied smile and sprinted blindly before running into the side of the giant A-frame.
Back at the mud pit, Justin, Angelo, and Sugar, in that order, finished the obstacle. "Good job," Justin complimented.
"It's very natural to me," Sugar replied. "Now we have to run through those sprinklers to clean ourselves up for the next obstacle, right?"
"Yep, let's run," Justin glanced behind him to see Angelo quickly rushing forward. The two quickly caught up and the three were bringing up the rear.
The camera zoomed past Tem and Carmen making their way up the a-frame with Beardo to the other side where Hilde was just going down. Hilde broke into a sprint to catch up with Carson. Carson moved in front of Hilde and the punk fighter roughly shoved Carson out of the way.
Carson spiraled on the ground as Quentin similarly bristled against Hilde. The two seemed to be engaged in a shouting match regarding how fair the contest was. Carson dashed off as Hilde reluctantly repped out five push ups. Then another five after she spit on the ground.
The camera traveled forward and showed Sky at the final portion of the obstacle course. She looked up at the rather simple fifteen foot rock wall and put her hands on one of the holds. It fit her hand rather nicely and she propelled herself upward the holds. From a camera placed atop the wall a brief overview of the campers showed the general order of Sky, Carson, Hilde, Courtney, Raj, Devin, Carrie, Justin, Tem, Beardo, Carmen, Angelo, and Sugar running the general length of the course.
Once the camera angle finished Sky made her way to the fireman's pole on the other side of where she ascended. Carson was quick to follow as the camera panned down, showing Sugar and Angelo reaching the A Frame. A brief camera shot showed all the contestants running either to the next obstacle or to the finish line.
It was a close one, but Carson tapped into reserves and dove across the finish line when Sky managed to dodge his lying body and make it to the end as well. She bent over and offered Carson a high five before kicking over some dirt. "UNSPORTSMANLIKE BEHAVIOR HALCROW! DROP AND GIVE ME TEN!" Quentin suddenly leaned into frame.
"But you only gave-"
"YOU'RE TELLING ME A GYMNAST BALKS AT PUSHUPS?! MAKE IT FIFTEEN!"
Confessional, Sky
I lost to the track and field jock in a track and field race. I'm not hurting too bad, made up some good time on the obstacles, that was actually kind of fun. Maybe I can walk on for that modern pentathlon, I'm going to need to learn how to fence though.
The camera lingered as Courtney, Hilde, Raj, Tem, Carmen, Devin, Carrie, Justin, Sugar, Angelo, and Beardo made their way over the finish line in the span of three minutes. Angelo's face was almost as red as his hair while Beardo and Sugar were doubled over at their hips. Raj and Hilde looked at each other with a look of mutual respect as they high-fived each other.
"T-t-this feels like a hate crime," Angelo panted.
"How?" Tem genuinely asked.
"I'm a theater gay, I don't belong here…" Angelo moaned.
"CONTE!" Quentin shouted. The small theater aficionado jumped up, surprised, and whipped around. "HOMOPHOBIC?! HOMOPHOBIC?! DID I HEAR ANY OF THAT STATEMENT FROM CARMEN?! DID I?!"
"N-N-"
"ANSWER ME CONTE! YOU'RE GOING TO DO SOMETHING SPECIAL RIGHT NOW, TEN BURPEES! SHOW ME TEN, NOW! NOW!"
The campers watched as Angelo struggled to complete the burpees. "LADIES, GENTS, GIVE THIS THEATER KID A ROUND OF APPLAUSE AND GATHER AROUND THE FINISH LINE!"
Confessional, Carrie
(She holds up the bottom of her shoe) I think I lost an aglet in the mud.
Confessional, Devin
Crossing obstacle racing off of the potential date nights for me and Carrie.
Confessional, Angelo
….so I may have forgotten that Quentin was gay in my exhaustion… but can you blame me? It took Tyler three episodes to learn that and even then Quentin had to say that!
The campers panted at the finish line as Quentin, Brick, and Chef lined up in front of them. Chef held up a hose and sprayed the campers. "The sprinklers didn't grab all the mud," Chef sighed. Brick turned on an oversized drying lamp as they stood in it. "GRIPS! CONGRATULATIONS FOR WINNING THE SECOND AND FINAL ADVANTAGE! THAT WILL COME INTO PLAY WHEN SELECTING YOUR MINES!"
The Grips let out a small cheer before Chef pointed at them with the water hose once more. "The final contest for this episode is a good old fashioned game of capture the flag set up in the soundstage," Brick explained. "It's a lot of terrain with a lot of hiding places and a lot of spots for booby traps."
Carmen snorted.
"DID SERGEANT MCARTHUR SAY YOU CAN SNORT?! FIVE NOW!" Quentin shouted from behind Carmen. The Spaniard shot up straight in surprise as she awkwardly paced out five pushups. "You may continue Sergeant McArthur."
"Thank you Corporal Hocksetter. You'll be equipped with these vests that'll light up if you get tackled by the opposition. When that happens you will be forced to march back to your base. Each team will also have mines to set up for defense or offense."
"Mines? Like-" Courtney started.
"CAN IT DAMONTE!" Quentin barked. "JUST FOR THAT DROP AND GIVE ME FIVE! NOW!"
Courtney stared at her team, dumbfounded. "NOW DAMONTE NOW!" Courtney quickly dropped to the ground and repped out her five push ups and stood right back up.
"These mines are just bright flashing lights. If they get into contact with your vest they'll light up." Brick exclaimed, gesturing to his chest area.
"And how would this affect our vision?" Justin worriedly stammered.
"YOU TOO KAHALE! ON YOUR KNEES, FIVE PUSHUPS!" Justin rolled his eyes, and quickly repped out his five push ups quietly.
"That's nice," Angelo replied half seriously.
"OBJECTIFYING AGAIN CONTE! SECOND OFFENSE, GIVE ME TEN, RIGHT NOW! AND IF I HEAR ANOTHER PEEP, ANOTHER SQUAWK, ANOTHER SARCASTIC REMARK ABOUT HOW I'M BEING HOMOPHOBIC YOU CAN ADD TEN MORE! DO YOU HEAR ME?!"
"Y-yes," Angelo stammered.
"YES WHAT?!"
"YES SIR! SIR YES SIR!" Angelo dropped to his knees, slowly getting through his ten push ups, unlike his other castmates, his form looked rather poor.
Quentin opened his water bottle and took a long sip before clearing his throat. He ceded the metaphorical floor to Brick again and the cadet nodded. "The advantages that the Grips will get are the first choice of one of five bases. The second advantage will be ten mines as opposed to the Gaffers' eight! Each mine will take up two square meters of the battleground and will be visible if you look hard enough."
"Any more snarky comments?" Quentin asked. "Alright Grand Master, take the Grips inside and give them ten minutes to decide."
"Only ten?" Emma asked, suddenly slamming her hand over her mouth.
"MAKE IT EIGHT!" Quentin barked.
Confessional, Tem
So the thing about us alumni is that we're all on a discord. Quentin's much nicer there. It's just a shock to see him actually trying to be like his dad.
Confessional, Beardo
Quentin can be scary… no scratch that… Quentin IS scary
The Grips stood on a catwalk overlooking the capture the flag arena. Brick turned a tablet on and showed the simplified map towards the team. The square arena was divided into six columns and six rows making thirty six equally sized squares. In each row and column there was one base that the teams could select. Courtney pointed to one base.
"Since you won, you get two additional mines to place through this grid," Brick explained. "Normally one mine goes into one column each. But your additional mines allow you to circumvent those rules."
"Should we defend our base?" asked Devin. "The best defense is a good offense."
"Yeah that works out," Carrie chimed in. "Can we put one on either side of our base's entrance? Or stack them in the same square?"
"Same square doesn't sound good," Sugar spoke up. "Shouldn't we spread it out more away from our base?"
"What if we cluster them away from our base? That way they think that cluster is where our base is?" Sky suggested.
"Not sure if I follow," Raj shook his head. "Wouldn't that mean we can't walk over there?"
"Are the mines friendly fire?" asked Emma.
"No they aren't," Brick explained. "One minute remains"
Confessional, Sugar
Why's it that we have to listen to Devin more than me?
"Looks like there are five more bases for us to pick," Tem pointed out. "We only have six mines to place."
"Sarge, what happens if there's a mine that we place on the same place as the Grips?" Carmen asked.
"Each mine will activate depending on which team steps on the mine in the quadrant. You're just determining the squares for the miles. You can dig up the mines and move them ever so slightly."
"Wait, do the mines get deactivated after we step on them?" Angelo asked.
"No, they are reusable, just not in the exact place they were activated. Each activation will move the mine first one foot north, if illegible then one foot south, then east, then west," Brick explained.
"Okay then let's just go-" Carson started as the camera faded out.
Confessional, Beardo
So long as we don't do anything stupid… easier said than done to be honest… then we can easily lead ourselves to victory, but… (Exclamation point sound effect)
"TROOPS! YOUR TIME STARTS NOW!" Brick shouted from the catwalk, speaking into a megaphone. Each and every camper was shown wearing their light up vests as they synced to the to show some kind of camouflage pattern appearing on their vests. Brick and Quentin started to march around the catwalk, each holding some kind of tablet on them.
"NO CAMPERS HAVE MADE PROGRESS TO THEIR FLAGS! COME ON PEOPLE, WHILE THE DAY IS STILL YOUNG!" Chef irately thundered.
The Grips and the Gaffers thundered out of their bases with a war cry. The jungle floor started to quake and shake at the sound of the battle about to start. Each member of the gaffers fixed their vests and jumped over a small rock while the grips made their way around a tree.
"Wait, do we even have a plan?" Raj questioned once they were all around a tree.
"Do we need one?" Carrie hesitated. The Grips circled up as they awkwardly stared at each other. Raj put his hand on his vest, surprised when a portion of it suddenly came loose. He pulled the loose portion to reveal a short pistol attached to his vest. Aimlessly he put his hand on the trigger and fired.
Devin's vest suddenly changed from camouflage to a dark maroon. "OH MY GOD! HE SHOT DEVIN!" Sugar shouted.
"Shush!" Sky countered. "We could get-"
"AND DEVIN MACH IS THE FIRST VICTIM OF THE LASER GUNS! HE MUST MARCH BACK TO THE BASE ALONE!" Brick thundered.
"Guns?" The camera suddenly changed to the Gaffers. Carson pulled at the base of his vest and pulled out the small pistol. "Well it wouldn't be war without pistols."
"Pero the crusades," Carmen countered.
Confessional, Carmen
Una vez I had an assignment about ancient wars. I didn't have time for that, so I just showed a little something to the nerds of the school and they did my report on the first crusade for me. I wanted to go a little further pero mi papa had the horrible timing to walk into the living room at that time.
"I guess the plan is don't shoot anyone, I assume friendly fire counts like it always does," Tem suggested.
"Always?" inquired Angelo.
"Remember the balloon challenge from Pahkitew? That's what I mean," Tem explained.
"No football then," Beardo shrugged. The Gaffers moved on.
Devin finished his humiliating march back to the base and his vest turned from red to the typical camouflage colors of war. His hand found the pistol attached to the vest just as he heard someone walking behind him. "Hey homie," Devin relaxed. "How do I look with this?"
Devin flourished with the pistol before blowing into the muzzle. Carrie giggled. "I went back to see if you were okay. The others were walking and a tree fell over. We think it might be better to split us off."
"Hey, since we're both here, should we keep some time helping defend our flag and our base?" Devin suggested.
"Yeah, I mean, not all the time, but we can trade off when someone steps on a mine or gets shot," Carrie obliged.
"Or when we win," Devin flashed Carrie a smile.
"It feels so good to say that your smile is so nice right now," Carrie mentioned.
"It feels good to hear that."
Confessional, Sugar
I wanted to go back and be with Devin. That way he could be focused and not be all sweet and savory with Carrie. I'm Sugar, I'm supposed to be the sweet one!
"I think we should split up now," Angelo cautioned.
"Todo de nosotros?" Carmen peeped.
"We're a big group and we need to at least have one of us defending the flag," Carson readily agreed. "So Angelo, you can head back, with another one of us."
"Umm, why me?" asked Angelo.
"You were the one who brought up the idea, and it's only fair that you choose who you want to play defense with," Hilde elaborated.
"In that case… Beardo?" Angelo hesitated.
The soundboard let out a chime of affirmation before he joined Angelo on the side. The two gave the other four an awkward wave and started heading back.
"So now the question is-" Tem started.
The sudden echo of what sounded like gunfire started as Tem, Hilde, Carson, and Carmen ducked to the ground. "I think crawling suits us," Carson mentioned as they stared at each other.
"Estoy de acuerdo," Carmen fired her gun, shooting the lazer high above Hilde's face. The camera traced the laser firing high as it narrowly avoided Chef's hat. The burly man was left unfettered.
Down below the Grips had scrambled and separated into smaller duos and trios. The camera focused on two blond heads traveling through the jungle as they crawled to keep their vest low and somewhat covered. "KEEP YOUR VESTS EXPOSED, NO MUD, NO WATER, NO LEAVES!" Chef shouted from above.
"Well phooey," Sugar groaned as she put down a bundle of sticks. She continued her crawl through the brush
Emma crawled nearby at a markedly faster pace as she weaved through the underbrush. Her blond hair stuck out from the green, brown, and gray of the jungle floor. "Gonna get that flag, gonna find out what to do, gonna-"
Sugar could only watch as Emma let out a horrified screech. The pageant queen averted her eyes as the giant beam of light erupted from the ground. "Other way then… other way…" Sugar tooted.
"Emma Wilson, make your way back to your base," Brick announced from the rafters.
Confessional, Emma
One time I replaced the lightbulbs with those bright LEDs as a bathroom prank. Chase thought it was hilarious even though it ruined his sleep schedule for three days
Hilde and Carson led their small foursome as they crested a gradually rising hill. The two stared at each other for a moment before quickly averting their eyes. "What's the plan otherwise?" Carson asked.
"We find their base and all charge in. The surprise should at least get rid of the numbers advantage."
Crawling up behind, Carmen and Tem kept pace with a brisk conversation of their own. "All things considered the advantages weren't as significant as I thought," Tem mentioned. "We can easily find their base and if we just keep moving we won't land on any mines."
"Que optimistica," Carmen agreed. "I'm kind of scared what a mine would be in this case."
"Didn't your season have to deal with all the explosions and radiation?" Tem asked.
"Pero you had that psycho chick crash a plane," Carmenn countered.
"That was before the budget increased with Mr. Milton's buyout, or purchase, I don't entirely know."
"Yo veo," Carmen mumbled. "Ay, do you hear anything?"
The four Gaffers slowed their voices and their breathing down. "Is that Devin?" Carson mumbled.
"Sounds like it," Hilde grunted. "And Emma?"
The camera flipped around the other side of the small hill to show that they were in sight of the Grips' base. "This means we're really close then," Tem confirmed. "Okay gather around we need a plan."
Confessional, Carson
Very very good that we're so close! But it ain't over until we get the final baton! And it's within our fingertips!
Emma walked over to Devin and Carrie with her head hung low. The newly formed couple were standing back to back twirling their attached pistols in a bonnie and clyde style pose. "Well at least you two look happy," Emma sighed. "I remember taking photos like that with Chase."
"Any advice for a fledgling couple?" Carrie asked.
"Whatever caused Devin's last relationship to end, don't do that," Emma said. "And Devin, don't be Chase."
"WE GOT A CHALLENGE TO WIN!" Hilde's voice thundered down the hill as Carson, Tem, and Carmen followed behind. Hilde rushed forward, straight ahead, before her foot suddenly stepped on a conspicuously raised piece of dirt. A giant beam of light shot straight up from the ground and turned her vest to a searing white.
"MY EYES!" Hilde screeched as Carson, Carmen, and Tem rushed around the beam.
Devin, Carrie, and Emma rushed forward, eagerly matching the energy that the Gaffers had with their own pistols. Devin fired a beam into Carson as Carson's own laser bullet flew over Carrie. Emma fired into Tem's hair before reloading and firing into Tem's vest. Carmen watched as her fellow Gaffers suddenly stopped their momentum. She held her hands up apologetically before running away.
Confessional, Carmen
I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty. But I do NOT have this sort of makeup and accessories back home, I gotta make it count!
Confessional, Hilde
I think I'm starting to figure out why we've lost so much.
Confessional, Emma
Okay… that was pretty fun! Maybe I'll take up paintball and laser tag AND SHOOT SHOOT SHOOT SHOOT! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
"Carson Falon, Hilde Parker, and Tem King, please make your way back to your base," Brick shouted. Back on the rafters Chef managed to touch a button on a tablet. He watched down below as a mud geyser erupted, dosing the three 'casualties' with mud.
Carmen, for her part, fled into the rest of the jungle themed set with not much on her mind. She took an awkward glance at her heels as she tried to fix one of the pointed edges. "Estoy sola, como siempre," she sighed. She continued to move through the jungle, wary of who she was around, and where she was around. A sound played to her left, shocking her as she wielded her pistol. "Well…."
The camera panned to show Sky and Courtney walking nearby. "Was that bright light a while ago the mine?" Sky questioned.
"I don't know what else it would be," Courtney shrugged.
"Our vests?"
"They don't seem powerful enough to make lights like that," Courtney countered.
"Hmm, no real way to find out then," Sky fiddled with the breastplate of her vest. The two continued walking, aimless and bored. "Do you think Justin and Raj are having any luck?"
Courtney stepped forward. "If I had to bet they would be. Justin's default shirt means that he can blend in easier and both have skin tones that blend-"
Bright light suddenly enveloped Courtney. "COURTNEY DAMONTE, RETURN TO YOUR BASE!"
Sky looked around the jungle as she suddenly started into a sprint. Her hands found a low lying branch and she started to swing around, adjusting to the added weight of the vest, and she stood on the branch in perfect form.
A camera pan downward perfectly caught Sky's imperfect dismount as the branch retracted into the
Confessional, Courtney
Talking about skin tones is a fact! My skin tone blends well into the jungle too, so don't get snippy with me. It's not my fault that me, Justin, and Raj have darker skin than almost everyone here!
"So is Hawaii like a lot of jungle? I know it's the most southern of the US states," Raj mentioned.
"It's a rainforest, not a jungle, all the locals will tell you that," Justin explained simply. "And I don't really want to go into either a jungle or a rainforest in my line of work unless I'm sure to be that perfect jungle boy."
"Like Tarzan? Wayne and I saw that movie when we were kids and it was such a fun movie with all the monkeys, animals, tarzan, jane, though Wayne was more into Jane than I was, I never really figured out why."
"Fascinating," Justin sincerely replied. "But I don't think right now is going to be a good time to talk about that kind of material."
"Right," Raj blushed. "Do your workouts take you indoors or take you outdoors?"
"Indoors, that way I can control my environment, I don't know what I was thinking, signing up for Island. I probably should have held off for Revenge or one of the other shows where you show up, be hot, and live in a mansion," Justin mused.
Raj looked around a corner, holding his pistol warily. "All clear," he beckoned Justin. "I like working out outdoors especially when it's way you get the heat on your own. Umm, did it just get a lot more humid?"
Justin looked up. A light mist was high above them and slowly sinking down. "Yeah you know what, it just did," Justin said as he started to move lower to the ground.
"Hmm, there they are…." The camera whipped around to show Beardo's bushy head popping out of a rock. "They're awfully close to us."
"Then the two of us should stay close here. Unless we want to do something ridiculous."
"No," Beardo shook his head, a light spray of sweat spilling from the afro. "Let's keep things calm. Though I think we might have the numbers advantage if we trail them."
"Want to do that?" Angelo inquired.
Beardo and Angelo turned behind them as Hilde blindly stumbled back to their base. To keep any more noise from being made Carson ran in front of the punk fighter as she tumbled on him. The two groaned in a tangle of limbs. "What happened?" Angelo asked Tem.
"Well," Tem started to explain the trio's failed assault. "The three of us can take care of the base for a bit.," Tem's vest turned back to a camouflage color.
Confessional, Angelo
Trailing two hot guys in a jungle? That sounds a lot more fun if I wasn't also suffering in the head.
Confessional, Beardo
(He shakes his head. A lot of water falls out, and then some leaves, and then some dirt.)
Justin and Raj continued their rather large sweep, largely unaware that Beardo and Angelo were trailing not far behind them. The two had settled into an awkward but personal conversation talking about their workouts and future plans. Beardo and Angelo more or less did the same but at a lower decibel.
Carrie and Devin started their patrol on the other side of the base, united and making sure their vests were free enough to move around. Courtney and Emma, rather bored, started playing a game of sticks with both of their hands.. Back at the Gaffer base Hilde and Carson trailed off while Tem started to draw in the ground.
Sugar climbed high in one of the fake trees, complaining all the while, just as Carmen started looking around. "BONZAI!" The pageant queen jumped down, floundering in front of Carmen.
"DIOS MIO!" Carmen fired her pistol, squarely hitting Sugar in the stomach region as the red rose feature started to spread.
"SUGAR SILAS-LAMARCK! MAKE YOUR WAY BACK TO YOUR BASE!" Chef started. "START!"
"Phooey," sugar kicked up dirt.
"Hmm, that's not good," Beardo said, suddenly on high alert. He looked up just as a tree in front of him and Angelo fell over. "Neither is that."
Justin and Raj whipped around just as Angelo and Beardo dove behind the tree. The Grip duo started to run in another direction as Beardo and Angelo Beardo and Angelo stared at each other. The two stood up, trying to get a bearing, before all of a sudden Quentin's voice started to echo.
"KAHALE KEEP YOUR UNIFORM ON! YOU MAY HAVE ABS THAT ARE CHISELED, PROPORTIONED, MAGNIFICENT, STUNNING, DAZZLING, AND AMAZING..."
There was a brief pause as Angelo quizzically looked up at the catwalk high above. The camera panned over to Justin who had taken his shirt off to show his chiseled abs and chest, and then back over to Quentin. "BUT THAT IS NO EXCUSE! KEEP IT AND YOUR VEST ON!
The camera followed Angelo's face as he turned around to look at Justin reluctantly putting back his clothes on, groaning while his shirt started to cling to him. No sooner had Justin's shirt gone back on that a light mist seemed to cover him. "What?!" Justin looked up at the catwalks as Quentin slammed his hand on the tablets, satisfied at the random effect that he had triggered.
Meekly, Angelo started to crawl away, taking care not to step into the mud that had just formed. He waved off Beardo as the soundboard started to traipse in the jungle setting. Angelo had made it some five further feet away when a giant beam of light emitted from the ground. "BEARDO PHILIPPE-SANTORO BEGIN YOUR MARCH BACK TO YOUR BASE!"
Confessional, Justin
What? You gotta do anything for an edge in this thing, and if that means taking away the excess weight, so be it.
Confessional, Angelo
Mamma mia…. I mean no insult but Justin really is…. Una spanna sopra gli altri…
Confessional, Beardo
(He's rubbing his eyes) Those mines were so BRIGHT! I think I burned the fake trees into my eyesight.
Angelo looked around the large tree he was using as his hiding spot. Courtney and Emma traded spots. "Come on…" Angelo mumbled as he waited for an opening. He aimed his pistol to Courtney's chest but didn't fire.
"Angelito," Carmen suddenly whispered, seemingly spawning next to him. "Do you need anything?"
"A distraction," Angelo said bluntly. "I could do it, but then that means giving up this relatively safe place. And the flag is literally right there. Do you think you could provide it?"
"¿Qué tipo de distracción?" Carmen asked.
The feed changed to Courtney and Emma talking to each other. "I hope this challenge ends soon, with our victory," Emma hesitated.
"Me too," Courtney said bluntly. "But it's only been, what? Thirty minutes? We might be here awhile."
"Didn't even-"
"AYIYIYIYIYIYIYIYIY GOOOOOOOOAAAAALLLLL!" Carmen screeched as she ran past the trees, waving her bra in the air like a flag. "SIGUEN ME PUTANAS! SIGUEN ME!"
Confused, Emma and Courtney both darted off, Courtney chasing first as Carmen took off her shoe and threw it behind her. Emma stayed behind for a moment before she too joined the chase. The camera followed the three girls under a small rain even as Carmen lost her grip on her bra. It flew backwards and hit Courtney in the face. The stunned Latine fired her pistol blindly, hitting a nearby Hilde in the chest.
"HILDE PARKER BACK TO YOUR BASE!" Brick announced.
Carmen's chase led Emma to what looked like a rather boulderly location. The two stared at each other, pistols drawn, before Carmen started to cackle. "I can't believe it worked! RUN ANGELITO RUN!" She shouted, firing her pistol in defense as she dove behind a rock.
"Angeli-NO!" Emma suddenly started to sprint back.
The camera zoomed in on Angelo as he ran with the flag tucked behind him in his pants, flying with the wind from the running. With his relative knowledge of the mines he jumped over a small stream that formed with the mist and skirted another puddle. When the base was in sight he balled the flag up in dirt and made other dirt piles.
"There!" Carson called out, pointing Tem towards their teammate as Angelo's ginger hair contrasted against the green of the fake jungle. Angelo ran in front of a tree just as the tree seemed to come to life and fall in front of him.
Angelo backed up as Devin pressed his pistol into his back. "I'll fire," Devin warned.
"So will I," Tem cautioned.
"That's good and all but I don't have the flag!" Angelo taunted.
Devin's eyes went wide again as Carson grabbed the flag from the pile of dirt Angelo left behind. He balled it up and threw it to a nearby Hilde, who tossed it into Beardo's hair. The soundboard made a dive into his team's base and victory trumpets echoed from the sky. "GAFFERS WIN IN-VINCI-DARN-BILITY!" Chef shouted, not even bothering to use the microphone.
The staggered terrain of the jungle flattened out as the Gaffers all ran and joined in a circle, cheering each other on as they celebrated their victory.
Confessional, Hilde
You know, even if it did cost me my corneas, and probably caused some kind of light burn on my skin, and probably made it so that I now twitch at the sight of the horrendously bright stage light. I'm glad we won.
Confessional, Carmen
Glad I could redeem myself, and I'm glad that Angelo got his moment of glory to benefit us this time.
Confessional, Raj
Man, this stinks…. And sloshes… and galoshes… I think I have…. Jungle foot?
"Good job Gaffers," Grand Master Chef shouted through a bullhorn. "You have won immunity and are all safe from being voted out tonight. You also have won a free six hour paintball party for you and five friends. Good job Gaffers."
"And for the Grips?" Brick asked.
"NOTHING GOOD FOR THE GRIPS EXCEPT FOR SENDING ONE OF THEM HOME TONIGHT! GET DOWN TO THE BRASS TACKS OF IT AND DO WHAT CHRIS HAS YOU DO EVERY TIME!" Chef shouted. "SHAMEFUL DISPLAY OUT THERE!"
"I agree," Courtney sighed.
"Me too," Devin pursed his lips.
Quentin cleared his throat. "Get going and get voting, the challenge is over."
Emma and Raj stared at each other for a moment. "No yelling?" Raj hesitated.
"Nope, my cameo is over," Quentin hopped into one of the army trucks. Nearby, Brick did the same. The two saluted each other briefly before Brick drove off. "Good thing I have the day off tomorrow." Quentin drove off.
"He seems a lot nicer now," Emma raised an eyebrow.
"Must have been some kind of character." Angelo shrugged.
Confessional, Angelo
FINALLY! A day off, three ceremonies straight just does a number on you.
Confessional, Sky
It's only fitting that I lose three allies in a row and then I go to the ceremony… there's really not much else that needs to be said is there?
"You guys are so cute!" Emma exclaimed, as she walked over to Devin and Carrie who were laying down in a patch of grass, holding hands.
"Aw thanks Emma!" Carrie replied, her cheeks blushing from the compliment as Emma took a seat next to her.
"So… the vote tonight…" Devin started, as the two blondes turned to face him. "I kinda just want to vote for Sugar personally."
"The numbers should be there for it. I can't imagine Raj, Sky, or Courtney are too eager to keep her," Emma replied, earning a nod from Devin.
"What do you think Carrie?" Devin asked the curly haired blonde.
"I think… we'd be better off voting for Justin," Carrie mused. "Raj will stick with Justin, which means he'll stick with Sugar… why not just take out the better player now?"
"But Justin is so gorgeous!" Emma whined.
"And dangerous! Alejandro did really well last season because he could woo people, Justin is just as good as him at doing that, I think we're better off taking the shot now." Carrie reasoned, slamming her fist into her palm.
"Would Courtney or Sky willingly take out a veteran?" Devin pondered.
"Courtney just blindsided Shawn, I can't speak for Sky, but I think the veteran newbie thing isn't an issue for them," Carrie replied. "Besides, we know Sugar can do well in these challenges, she did well in the prison escape and the medical challenges, she won the tie breaker…" Carrie said before Emma spoke up.
"She's both better to keep for challenges… and if there's a tie…" Emma trailed off.
"I'd weirdly feel better facing the guy with abs, than the country girl," Devin finished.
"Then it's settled, Justin it is," Carrie said, as the other two nodded along with her.
Confessional, Emma
I don't want to take out the hottie, but I'm here for the million first and hot boys second! But he's so gorgeous!
Confessional, Devin
Carrie is so hot when she takes the lead on things honestly.
The camera switched to Courtney, Sky, and Sugar. The three girls all sat in the Mess Hall, Sugar had a plate of food in front of her. Munching on the couple of sandwiches on her plate as she spoke.
"I think y'all should vote with Justin and I, and vote out the scumbag Devin!" Sugar exclaimed between bites, chewing with her mouth open. Courtney and Sky tried to look everywhere but her mouth so their eyes wouldn't be disgusted by the sight.
"Devin's been fairly solid in the challenges, if we want to stay team strong…" Sky started, before Sugar swiftly interrupted her.
"Oh come on you two, you know you gotta start playing for the merge now! Devin is a threat, no ifs ands or buts!" Sugar said, her voice increasing in volume as she slammed her fist on the table.
"Sure Sugar…" Courtney started. "But is being annoyed with Devin enough to vote him off?"
"Yes!" Sugar shouted. She quickly composed herself, "And it'd be smart, he's got his little annoying blonde in his corner too."
"Carrie?" Sky asked.
"Yeah her, we vote Devin now, then Carrie next, and then that other annoying blonde."
"Sure…." Courtney hesitantly said, shooting a side glance at Sky as they looked nervously at Sugar, who stood up from her seat, plate in hand.
"I should get goin' I gotta go find that hockey boy and make sure he knows what's up!" Sugar strutted off, tossing the plate into the dish collection bin.
Confessional, Sugar
The final thorn in my side, you will be removed once and for all.
Confessional, Sky
I think in any timeline I'd find Sugar incredibly annoying to deal with. Like the delusion that goes on her head is just… fascinating.
As Courtney and Sky stared at each other, almost in shock. Sugar's less than beautiful presence was replaced by Justin, who seemed to almost instantly light up the room.
"Courtney.. Sky.." Justin greeted, sitting himself across from the two girls. "I saw Sugar walking out of here with a little skip in her step."
"Yeah… she was really pushing for Devin to go," Sky noted, as Courtney nodded along in agreement.
"Did you two agree… or?" Justin asked, folding his arms onto the table, flexing his muscles a bit.
"Kind of?" Sky said, looking at Courtney for guidance who shrugged.
"We said sure, but mostly just to get her to leave," Courtney said.
"I figured. I'd be lying if I said she was a good ally. But she's really my only option…" Justin started. "That said, I would be inclined to work with you two ladies."
"I mean…" Courtney started, looking at Sky, "We'd be foolish to say no of course."
"Either way… although Sugar's motives are far from ideal… she isn't wrong that Devin is probably the ideal boot."
"Cause of his thing with Carrie and Emma?" Sky asked the model.
"That, and he's fairly stubborn, I'm sure you both know how hard it is to deal with stubborn players," Justin said, as Sky and Courtney both nodded, remembering their times on Total Drama Island.
"Certainly a better pitch than what we heard from Sugar," Sky chuckled.
"Yeah her way with words… leaves a lot to be desired," Justin replied as the two girls laughed along with him.
Confessional, Justin
Damage controlling Sugar should be a full time job.. This is literally unpaid labor.
Confessional, Courtney
Heather, I would like to take this time to tell you that you were right about Justin on Island, and I would like to formally apologize to you on behalf of all the former Bass for arguing with you about it.
"Raj dude, what's up!?" Devin exclaimed, walking over to the hockey boy, giving him a bro hug. They stood in the middle of the lot away from the trailers and Craft Services Tent.
"Nothing much man," Raj replied, "I was just trying to find this hockey thing Wayne was telling me about before he got voted off," He added, a bit solemnly.
"Yeah… I'm still so sorry about that man," Devin started. "I want to get revenge for him though," Devin's eyes seemed to narrow, as a small smirk appeared on his face.
"Revenge?" Raj asked, nervousness twinged his voice.
"Like we go after Justin.. He betrayed Wayne and I, and it's time he paid the price!" Devin exclaimed, smashing his fist into his palm.
"I guess…" Raj hesitantly replied. "But why not Sugar?"
"Justin is a better player, and weaker in challenges, It's just best for the team."
"I don't know. Wayne said that Sugar was harming team chemistry…"
"No… we're all going to vote for Justin. It's for the best, and for Wayne!"
Confessional, Devin
Please Raj, please ignore Justin's pecs. I want my sweet sweet revenge!
Confessional, Raj
I AM SO TORN! Wayne said to trust my gut, but my gut is filled with butterflies (A butterfly exits his mouth)
"What're you thinking Court?" Emma asked the former CIT as the pair had decided to meet in the Craft Services Tent. "Carrie and Devin were talking about maybe voting for Justin."
"I see… Sky and I talked to Sugar and Justin, and both seem to be pushing for Devin to go," Courtney informed, bringing a hand to her chin.
"Are you leaning any way?" Emma asked.
"I am kind of leaning towards keeping Justin," Courtney started, Emma looked rather sad at the statement before Courtney continued. "But I know you would prefer to keep Devin around."
"Yeah I would, I really like him and Carrie, and they just got together. It would suck to split them up right after that."
"Yeah I know… I remember Duncan and I got split up right after we got together," Courtney sighed, as she brought her hand to the bridge of her nose. "I do sympathize with them, but I do feel keeping Justin may be best"
"Oh…" Emma sighed, her head hung in defeat.
"But… just because we're probably voting differently, does not mean we can't keep working together you know." Emma seemed to perk up at that and smiled at Courtney.
"That sounds great Courtney!" She exclaimed.
Confessional, Emma
I'm not exactly happy that Courtney wants to keep Justin, but I can at least appreciate that she's talking to me about it. Shows we have a good relationship!
"Sky I know you want to keep challenge strong and all of that, but just please hear me out on voting Justin!" Carrie exclaimed to the gymnast, as the pair had managed to wander over near the amphitheater.
"I just don't see why voting Sugar doesn't offer the same benefits," Sky replied, folding her arms.
"Because, think about it. Sugar has proven to be a challenge asset, but absolutely no one likes her. She's an easy out later. Justin is still a solid challenge player, but everyone likes him. If we don't strike now, we may lose the chance to go after him again," Carrie explained, her voice growing more desperate.
"I know you're a super fan of the show Carrie… and I'm sure you studied us before you came out here… but I can't imagine how Sugar staying would be good… she's a ball of chaos!" Sky exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air, exasperated.
"But everyone knows that. Every season there's one person who no one can stand, everyone just agrees they need to go home. Island it was Scarlett, Revenge it was Jo, Pahkitew it was Roman, and now this season it's Sugar."
"So then where does Justin fit into all of this?"
"If Justin survives, he can easily cruise control himself to the end. He's charming, he's got good looks, and he's incredibly laid back and easy to get along with." Sky sighed, as she brought her hand to the bridge of her nose, closing her eyes.
"You raise some fair points, I'll think about it. I want to at least talk to a couple others about this… this was the spot where I basically went out last time, so forgive me for being cautious."
"It's okay Sky! I totally get it!"
Confessional, Carrie
We need two of Raj, Courtney, or Sky to join us here. I know Sky wants to win challenges, but she has to realize Justin is a problem! Watching her season, she was never the biggest strategist, that was always Jasmine or Dave… even if his decisions weren't great… but I know she has it in her to play a more strategic game.
As Carrie left Sky to contemplate the vote, Courtney strolled her way over, walking up behind Sky. "I was looking all over for you," Courtney said, causing Sky to jump a bit, before she turned around and let out a sigh of relief seeing her ally.
"Carrie insisted we talk away from the group," Sky replied with a shrug.
"Was she asking you to vote out Justin?" Courtney asked, folding her arms, staring intently at the gymnast.
"Yeah, someone tell you the same?"
"Yeah, Emma was asking me too. Devin is the other name on the block…" Courtney trailed off.
"That's where you're leaning?" Sky asked, eyebrow raised.
"Kind of. I do think voting out either has their perks. Justin is the better player, Devin has the better alliance," Courtney mused, bringing her hand to her chin.
"I haven't had a chance to speak to Raj. Any chance you know what he's doing?" Sky inquired.
"I honestly don't know. He has a massive crush on Justin, but his best friend's ally is the other target. Hard to say where his loyalty is."
"Hmmm…. I mean… I think I prefer Justin to leave, but I don't feel like I have a true horse in this race."
"Honestly neither do I… I do have a bit of a wild idea if you want to try it?"
"What is it?"
Confessional, Courtney
The best drama is the drama that you yourself are not involved in
Confessional, Sky
If this plan happened in Island I'd say no way. But new season new me it looks like. Besides, I've been focusing on building multiple alliances… I should be fine… right?
As the clock winded down to vote, Justin was scrambling to save himself, he finally found Raj, who was wandering alone in the film lot, looking as if he was lost.
"RAJ!" Justin exclaimed, happy to see the hockey bro. Raj's eyes seemed to light up as he saw Justin approach.
"O-oh hey Justin!" Raj excitedly exclaimed.
"I'm sorry to speak to you on such short notice, but what were you thinking on the vote?" Justin asked, trying to catch his breath.
"Don't worry Justin… I uh wasn't really thinking that much… I was thinking about maybe just throwing my vote," Raj bashfully replied, shoving his hands into his pockets.
"Please don't do that," Justin pleaded. "If you do, I'm almost assuredly a goner. Please vote for Devin, it'll give me a shot to say," Justin said, his eyes pleading for help. Raj seemed to stare at him, his perfect body showing right through his green shirt, and his hair perfectly blowing in the wind.
"Uh uh. Sure!" Raj replied.
"Thank you Raj!" Justin said, giving Raj a side hug before running off, causing the hockey boy to blush wildly.
Confessional, Raj
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Elimination Ceremony
"Grips!" Chris exclaimed. "Welcome in!" The eight Grips all filed in one after the other. Only Sugar looked happy to be there, some were sad, some serious, and some looked rather annoyed.
"This is all of your guys' first time here in a little while, but it seems as though the Gaffers finally have your number," Chris chuckled. "Get to voting you guys, you know how this works." Chef handed out the devices, looking rather peeved that he was still forced to be in his stunning sparkling dress. As Chef handed out the devices, each camper quickly clicked an image on it.
"You guys seem to know what you want," Chris remarked, noticing how fast the votes were coming in. "If anyone has a hidden immunity idol and would like to play it, now would be the time to do so!" The campers looked between each other, eyeing to see if anyone made a move towards their pockets, but no one did.
"Alright I'll read the votes." Chris pulled out the ballot box and pulled out the first piece of paper.
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"FIRST VOTE… Justin!" Justin looked rather nervous, his eyes glancing over to Raj, Courtney, and Sky who all were focusing on Chris.
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"SECOND VOTE… Devin!" Devin rolled his eyes, shooting a glare at Justin and Sugar.
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"FIFTH VOTE…. Justin."
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"SIXTH VOTE…. Devin." Both Justin and Devin looked incredibly worried. Sugar was smiling like a maniac, and everyone else appeared stoic in the face of the vote.
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"SEVENTH VOTE…. Justin." Justin immediately hung his head in defeat, a tear almost coming from his eye.
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"EIGHTH VOTE…. Devin! WE HAVE A TIE!" Devin looked beat red and furious, while Justin seemed to have a renewed sense of life as his face was beaming with his confident smile.
"REALLY!?" Devin yelled, shooting daggers over to Courtney and Raj. Courtney shrugged, and Raj seemed to shrink inside himself.
"Calm down Devin," Carrie said, putting a comforting hand on Devin's shoulder, to which he placed his own hand on top. They seemed to stare into each other's eyes for a brief moment.
"Sorry sorry," Devin replied. The camera panned over to Justin who seemed rather calm.
"You're going down loser!" Sugar exclaimed, pointing her finger to the ground. "Justin is going to destroy you!"
"Whatever Sugar," Carrie replied with an eyeroll, "Ignore her, focus on beating Justin." Devin nodded in response, as he and Justin made their way to the stage next to Chris.
"Today's tiebreaker will test your endurance!" Chris exclaimed, as two treadmills rose out of the now open wooden floor. In front of the stage, Chef, Dakota, and Sam had pushed piles of stinky socks and trashbags behind the treadmills as well, causing the stink to become nearly unbearable.
"Each of you will start on these treadmills at walking speed, and slowly they'll speed up to a sprinting speed. If you fall off, you will land in this pile of trash. So I highly suggest not losing heh heh!" Chris explained. "Also, your fellow teammates, and opposing Gaffers will be throwing tomatoes at each of you periodically." Chris said, as the Gaffers filed into the set of bleachers next to the Grips.
"What do you mean by periodically?" Justin asked, nervously glancing at his fellow campers.
"Every so often, if I feel you guys aren't being challenged enough, Chef will give them some tomatoes to throw at you guys. How they use them is up to them." Chris shrugged, before moving off to the side of the stage. "Challenge starts, soon get on your treadmills and get ready!"
Chris counted down from five, and once he yelled go, the treadmills began to move at a three mile per hour pace. Devin almost fell off instantly, but quickly regained his footing and started walking. He instinctively reached for the side bars that are usually on treadmills but they weren't there.
"Chris, where are the handles?" He asked.
"We took them off because it'd be too much of an assist for you guys," Chris replied, causing Devin to groan. Justin seemed focused on the prize, entering a model power walk he seemed completely unfazed by Devin's complaining.
As the treadmill steadily rose to five miles per hour, which was a steady jog for the two boys, the Grips and Gaffers received their first tomatoes. Sugar instantly took aim and hit Devin square in the head, as she cackled at her success. Carrie and Emma quickly retaliated with two throws at Justin. Carrie's hit him on the back of his leg, while Emma's grazed his side. Raj then decided to launch his tomato at Devin, hitting him square in the back.
"How are you guys hitting me so perfectly!" Devin complained, to which Justin rolled his eyes, as the challenge continued. Everyone else decided to hold their tomatoes, whether because they didn't want to show their loyalties, or because they didn't want to embarrass themselves was up for debate.
As the speed quickly went up to ten miles per hour, Justin and Devin were beginning to struggle now with it getting to sprint speed. Chris was laughing maniacally as he had Chef dish out some more tomatoes.
"You know, when Milton suggested this to me, I thought it would be incredibly boring. But I see his vision now, seeing you two sprint for your lives while being pelted with tomatoes is great! Speaking of which." Chris pulled out a megaphone and turned to the stands. "CAMPERS YOU MUST THROW YOUR TOMATOES THIS TIME OR ELSE YOU WILL BE DISQUALIFIED!" Chris shouted.
"Him and that stupid megaphone," Courtney grumbled to Sky who giggled.
The campers all began to wind up their tomatoes. Some still had two tomatoes on hand from earlier, and suddenly a sea of red overcame the screen, as two barrages of tomatoes landed onto Devin and Justin. A couple managed to land onto the treadmill and like a banana peel managed to almost cause Devin to slip and fall, but he managed to save himself by doing some nifty acrobatics. Justin meanwhile was more concerned about the tomato juices in his hair, scrambling trying to get the juice out of his clean model hair, and nearly falling off to the side several times due to not focusing on where he was running.
The two boys were now dripping in tomato juice, and were doing everything they could not to slip on the tomatoes themselves or the liquid as it fell onto the treadmill itself. Devin had a tomato stuck to his hair, making him look like he was wearing it as a hat, while Justin had somehow managed to get a tomato onto each of his pecs.
The treadmills all of a sudden started going up to twelve, then thirteen, then fourteen miles an hour. Devin was at the back of his treadmill now, barely hanging on, while Justin was towards the front of his, but the straining in his face clearly showed he was not long for the challenge.
"I will not ruin my body with that stink," Justin mumbled to himself, as he pushed through the pain.
Chef walked by the Gaffers and Grips and handed them each another tomato. Emma looked rather nervous with her tomato in hand, but she instantly launched it at Justin, sailing it over his head. Sugar followed suit, managing to hit Devin in the back, but he didn't seem to notice. Several other campers were launching their tomatoes as well, but it seemed like they were deliberately missing their throws. Only Carrie and Raj held their tomatoes. Carrie took a deep breath and threw her tomato at Justin, which made a direct hit onto his head. Justin seemed to all of a sudden start stumbling around as if he was dazed, but he still somehow stayed on the treadmill. Raj, noticing this, instantly fired a missile at Devin's treadmill, managing to land perfectly in front of his foot. Devin stepped directly on it causing him to slip and fall and bounce up and down on the treadmill doing summersaults before flailing his way into the trash and sock pit below.
"NO!" Carrie shouted, sprinting over to Devin, helping him out of the trash pit, plugging her nose as she did so. Justin managed to dive off to the side of the treadmill, saving himself from the stink of the trash.
"And just like that… Devin my man, you're the eleventh person voted out of Total Drama Action!" Chris exclaimed, walking over to the new couple.
Devin stood up, he looked as though he had taken a gut punch. Carrie placed her hands in his, and he squeezed them.
"Devin, I know we were only a couple for less than a day, but I really do care about you… even if you smell like garbage," Carrie lovingly said.
"Go win this thing homie, I'll be rooting for you every step of the way," Devin replied, going in for a kiss, before Chris quickly broke it up before they could actually do so.
"HALF HOUR SHOW PEOPLE!" Chris shouted, breaking them apart.
"Chris we all know it's a forty-five minute show, you've said so numerous times," Courtney retorted with an eyeroll, which Chris returned with a glare and a finger to his mouth telling her to shush.
"Devin, off to the Lame-O-Sine you go!" Chris exclaimed, grabbing Devin by the arm and dragging him down the red carpet as he and Carrie waved goodbye to each other. Chris tossed Devin into the Lame-O-Sine and shut the door, before he returned back to the main stage.
"Now… before any of you can steal my thunder… Carmen," Chris shot a glare at the Spaniard who rolled her eyes. "I'd like to formally congratulate you all on making the merge!"
Final Confessional, Devin
That went horribly. I thought I could beat Justin, but man is he stronger than he acts. I went from in a great position to absolutely in the gutter because of two tiebreakers. If Wayne and I just voted for Sugar to go instead of Raihan we'd both still be here right now I'm sure of it. But even though I'm angry, I can still leave the game in high spirits! I got the girl of my dreams and I'm rooting for her to go all the way! GO CARRIE GO!
Votes
Carrie: You're way too good looking to stick around. Justin
Courtney: Help Justin stay. Force a tie. Nothing personal, you're just a domino that needs to fall. Devin
Devin: This is for Wayne. Justin
Emma: I know Courtney wants you to stay, and you're HOT, but I'm team Carvin! Justin
Justin: Anyone but me. Devin
Raj: Sorry man, but I just can't vote out Justin. Devin
Sky: Courtney wants to force a tie to see what happens tonight… although I prefer you to go, I can't say I care all too much what happens. Justin
Sugar: GOOD RIDDANCE YOU WEASEL! Devin
Reviews
SuperSonicHeroes: (Trygve) I'm glad you enjoyed it. Jaiden was a tough one to let go in the premerge, but we felt she was one of the better veteran choices to go out there given the story we wanted to go with. And yeah a lot of the more villainous characters (So far, I mean Carmen is a notorious villain) are on the Grips rather than the Gaffers as well.
(Rj): I hope you enjoy seeing Jaiden perform marginally better, and here you can see Jaiden succeeded in at least one goal. I'm also glad you liked the ending to the challenge.
LordGemini (Trygve): Some pre challenge scenes like the one with Carson, Carmen, and Sugar more or less just refresh that the teams this season are far more intermingled than in season's passed, just due to the returnees. As far as the elimination is concerned, I'm glad you enjoyed the sequence and how Angelo utilized the idol. As was revealed in this chapter, Angelo went after Jaiden because of what Hilde said, so that does play a factor into why Jaiden got the boot over Carmen, Tem, or Carson.
(Rj): It's nice to see how Angelo improved with his idol play in your personal rankings. The paranoia didn't come into play just yet but that's all the more time for it to stew, and stew, and stew.
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
Merge Team: Angelo, Beardo, Carmen, Carrie, Carson, Courtney, Emma, Hilde, Justin, Raj, Sky, Sugar, Tem