"Yo!" a man with a gray shirt, black hair and a shaved face began. "We're coming at you live from Camp Wawanakwa, somewhere in Muskoka, Ontario. I'm your host, Chris McLean, dropping season one of the hottest new reality show on television right now!" He walked down the dock. "Here's the deal," he explained, "We've got a grand total of 100 campers signed up to spend their time right here at this crummy old summer camp. They'll compete in challenges against each other, then they have to face the judgement of their fellow campers. Every three days, one team will either win a reward or watch one of their team members walk down the Dock of Shame, take a ride on the Loser Boat and leave Total Drama Island for good." He then moved to a campfire pit. "Their fate will be decided here at the dramatic campfire ceremonies where each time, all but one camper will receive a marshmallow." He ate a marshmallow on a stick. "In the end," Chris continued, "Only one will be left standing and will be rewarded with cheesy tabloid fame and a small fortune which, let's face it, they'll probably blow it in a week. To survive, they'll have to battle..."
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The screen shifted to a swarm of flies before going to a grizzly bear. "Black flies..." Chris explained, "Grizzly bears..."
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The screen shifted to a bowl of maggots. "Disgusting camp food..."
"Hey now," one of the maggots said.
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The screen changed back to Chris. "And each other," he finished. "Every moment will be caught on one of the hundreds of cameras situated all over the camp. Who will crumble under the pressure? Find out here, right now on Total...Drama...Island!"
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"Welcome back to Total Drama Island," Chris announced. "We told them they'd all be staying at this five-star resort, so if they seem a little TO'd, that's probably why." The first boat dropped off a girl with pink pants, a green shirt, brown hair in a ponytail and braces. "Beth," Chris announced as she ran up, "What's up?"
"It's so incredulous to meet you!" she gushed as she hugged Chris. "Wow. You're much shorter in real life."
"Uh, thanks." The second boat dropped off a dark-skinned boy with a green shirt and dark hair under a white cap. "DJ!" Chris announced.
"Yo, Chris McLean!" DJ greeted with a high-five. "How's it going? Hey, you sure you got the right place here? Where's the hot tub at?"
"Yo, dawg, this is it. Camp Wawanakwa." DJ carried his luggage off. "Sure looked a lot different in the application form," he muttered. The next boat dropped off a pale-skinned girl with teal hair, a dark-colored skirt and shirt, and black boots. "Hey, Gwen," Chris greeted.
"You mean we're staying here?" Gwen wondered.
"No, you're staying here. My crib is an Airstream with AC that-a-way."
"I did not sign up for this."
"Actually," Chris smugly informed her as he pulled out a huge sheet of paper, "You did." Gwen just grabbed the papers, ripped them in half and dumped them into the water. "The great thing about lawyers is," Chris said as he pulled out another sheet of paper, "They make lots of copies."
"I am not staying here," Gwen decided.
"Cool. I hope you can swim, though, because your ride just left." The boat honked its horn as it sped off. "Jerk!" Gwen grumbled. Some upbeat music played as the next boat dropped off a blonde-haired guy with an open pink shirt, denim shorts and a cowboy hat. "Chris McLean!" he exclaimed. "'Sup, man? It's an honor to meet you, man!"
"The Geoffster!" Chris announced. "Welcome to the island, man."
"Thanks, man."
"If they say 'man' one more time," Gwen said, "I'm gonna puke."
"Everybody," Chris continued, "This is Lindsay." A girl with brown boots, an orange skirt, a red-and-orange tank top and a blue bandana around her blonde hair stood on the dock. "Not too shabby," Chris told the camera.
"Hi!" Lindsay greeted. "Okay, you look so familiar."
"I'm Chris McLean." Lindsay stared at him in confusion. "The host of the show?" Chris added with annoyance.
"Oh, that's where I know you from!" Lindsay realized.
"Uh, yeah." The next boat dropped off a girl with jet-black hair, gray shorts and a mauve top. She removed her sunglasses and glared at the group. "Heather," Chris said as she stormed past.
"Hi!" Beth greeted after running up to her. "Looks like we're your new friends for a bit!" Heather winced at the saliva. Suddenly, some rock music blared as the next boat arrived. A boy with a green mohawk, a spiked collar, a skull shirt and piercings on his ear, eyebrow and nose hopped onto the dock and glared at Chris. "Duncan, dude," Chris greeted.
"I don't like...surprises," Duncan warned.
"Yeah, your parole officer warned me about that, man. He also told me to give him a holler anytime and have you returned to juvie."
"Okay, then." Duncan walked towards the others. "Meet you by the campfire, gorgeous," he told Heather.
"Drop dead, you goon," Heather snapped back. "I'm calling my parents. You CANNOT make me stay here." Chris simply held up the contract. A loud BOOM caught everyone's attention. A dark-skinned girl with a purple dress, matching ballet shoes, one green eye and one purple eye, and black hair in cornrows squealed as she swung onto the dock with a vine. "Was it necessary to blow up your boat, Luna?" Chris questioned.
"No," Luna happily replied, "But it was so BORING to wait and wait. This was easier." She skipped over to the others. "Keep away, weirdo," Heather scolded.
"You give off 'main antagonist' vibes," Luna eerily replied with a smile. A boat horn honked for the next arrival. A boy in a red track suit and headband was water-skiing towards them. "Ladies and gentlemen," Chris announced, "Tyler!" Tyler soon stumbled and crashed into the pile of suitcases on the dock, making one land in the water with a SPLASH! "AH!" Heather groaned, now soaking wet. "My shoes!"
"Wicked wipeout, man!" Chris shouted. Tyler just gave a thumbs-up. Chris was still snickering when he heard the next person let out a breath. He turned to see a red-haired boy with glasses, a blue shirt and green pants. "Welcome to camp, Harold," Chris greeted. Harold just eyed the place. "What's he looking at?" Beth wondered.
"So you mean this show is at a crummy summer camp and not on some big stage or something?" Harold spoke up.
"You got it!" Chris happily replied.
"Yes! That is so much more favorable to my skills." Chris just gave a shiver of disgust as Harold joined the others. "Contestant number 11 is Trent," he announced as a black-haired boy with a green shirt, black pants and a guitar case in his hands walked over.
"Hey, good to meet you, man," Trent greeted. "Saw you on that figure skating show. Nice work."
"Thanks, man. I knew I rocked that show!"
"I saw that," Beth piped up. "One of the guys dropped his partner on her head...so they got immunity that week."
"Lucky," Harold said. "I hope I get dropped on my head."
"Me, too!" Lindsay chimed in.
"So, this is it?" Trent wondered as he looked around. "Alrighty, then." He stood next to Gwen, and a small smile came to her face. Another boat arrived. A girl with blonde hair in a ponytail, a light-blue hoodie, denim shorts and a surfboard walked onto the dock. "Hey," she casually greeted, "What's up?"
"Alright," Chris replied, "Our surfer chick, Bridgette, is here."
"Nice board," Duncan scoffed. "This ain't Malibu, honey."
"I thought we were gonna be on a beach," Bridgette reasoned.
"We are!" Chris announced. A wave carried off a seagull with a plastic ring around its throat. "Great," Bridgette sighed.
"Alright," Chris continued, "That makes-" Bridgette's surfboard accidentally hit him in the head as she joined the others. "Ow! Darn it! That hurts!"
"Hey, guys," Bridgette greeted.
"Hey," Geoff began, "I'm Geoff."
"What's up?" As Bridgette turned, she swung her board around, nearly hitting the guys. "Dang!" Harold scolded. "Watch the board, man!"
"Hi!" Beth called out. "I'm Beth!"
"Hey," Bridgette greeted, accidentally swinging her board towards the guys again.
"Okay," Heather scoffed after ringing her hair out, "We've all met Surfer Girl. Can we get on with the show, please?"
"Someone miss their double cappuccino macchiato this morning," Duncan teased.
"Get bent." The next boat dropped off an Indian boy with a blue shirt under a red vest, brown hair and a deadpan expression. "Our...next camper is Noah," Chris breathed out.
"You got my memo about my life-threatening allergies?" Noah questioned.
"Sure someone did."
"Good. Is this where we're staying?"
"No," Duncan taunted, "It's your mother's house and we're throwing a party."
"Cute. Nice piercings, original. Do them yourself?" Duncan grabbed Noah by the lip and pulled out a needle. "Yeah, you want one?" Duncan warned.
"Uh, no thanks," Noah muffled. "Can I have my lip back, please?" Duncan released his hold. "Thanks," Noah blandly replied. The next boat brought a dark-skinned woman with hoop earrings, black hair in a ponytail, a light-colored shirt with kumquats on it and denim shorts. "What's up, y'all?" she announced. "Leshawna's in the house!" Harold gasped at her appearance. "Yo, baby," Leshawna continued as she walked down the dock, "Hey, how you doing? How's it going?" She gave Chris a high-five. "Feel free to quit now and save yourself the trouble 'cause I came to win!" She high-fived DJ. "Oh, what's up, brother? Give me some sugar, baby."
"I've never seen a girl like you in real life before," Harold commented.
"Excuse me?" Leshawna wondered.
"You're real big...and loud."
"What did you say to me?! Oh, no, you didn't!" The others had to back away a bit. "You have not seen anything yet!" Leshawna warned as she stormed over to Harold. "I'll show you big, baby!" DJ and Bridgette had to hold her back while Harold did a few karate poses. "Oh, yeah?" Leshawna challenged. "You want some of this? Well, come on, then!"
"Alright, campers," Chris ordered, "Settle down."
"Aw..." Luna pouted. Leshawna fixed her shirt back while Harold gave a little smile. The next boat stopped at the dock and a dark-skinned boy with a yellow tank top, brown basketball shorts, white tennis shoes and green eyes walked up with his suitcase. "So this is the crummy place I'm staying at?" he moaned.
"Correct, Sol," Chris answered with a smug smile. "I'm sure it'll feel like the comforts of home."
"Whatever. At least I'll get a break from...Great Gatsby, what the devil is she doing here?!"
"Hi, Solstice!" Luna giggled. "Isn't this so FUN?!"
"I'm guessing you two know each other?" Harold thought.
"Hardly!" Sol scolded. "That's my little sister! What pea-brained monkey allowed this maniac to come here?!"
"This pea-brained monkey!" Luna giggled as she pointed to Chris, much to his annoyance. "Ooh-ooh-ooh!" Sol could only grumble in response. "I feel your pain," Gwen sighed to him. "Little siblings are such a pain."
"I doubt they're as bad as her," Sol pointed out. The next boat dropped off two girls. One was thin and dark-skinned while the other was wider and had fair skin. They both had black-and-white striped shirts, pink shorts and their black hair pulled into pigtails. "Ladies," Chris greeted, "Sadie, Katie, welcome to your new home for the time being." He motioned to the campsite. "Oh, my gosh!" Katie gasped. "Sadie, look! It's a summer camp!"
"Okay, I always wanted to go to summer camp," Sadie replied. "Eee!" The two girls grabbed their bags and rushed to join the others. The next boat dropped off a boy with a light-gray hoodie, teal pants and a matching teal beanie over his shaggy brown hair. "Ezekiel!" Chris greeted. "What's up, man?"
"I think I see a bird," Ezekiel replied as he looked up to the sky, making Sol snicker.
"Okay, look, dude. I know you don't get out much...been homeschooled your whole life...raised by freaky prairie people...just don't say much and try not to get kicked off too early, okay?"
"Yes, sir."
"That's just...wow," Gwen commented. The next boat dropped off a scrawny boy with brown hair, a gap in his smile, jeans and a yellow shirt. "Cody!" Chris greeted. "The Codester! The Codemeister!"
"Dude, siked to be here, man," Cody replied as he strutted down the dock. "I see the ladies have already arrived. Alright." Bridgette and Lindsay just shared confused looks. Cody was about to say something when Leshawna put a hand over his mouth. "Save it, short stuff," she told him. The next boat dropped off a girl with a blue top, blue shorts and black hair in a ponytail. "Eva," Chris said. "Nice. Glad you could make it." Eva simply walked past him and dropped her bag down, making it land on Cody's foot. "Ow!" he cried out. "What's in there, dumbbells?"
"Yes," Eva bluntly answered.
"She's all yours, man," Duncan told DJ.
"WHOO-HOO!" a voice exclaimed. Chris turned to see a chubby boy with blonde hair, green shorts and a white shirt with a teal maple leaf on it standing on the dock. "Chris!" the boy continued. "What's happening? This is awesome! WHOO-HOO!"
"Owen!" Chris cheered. "Welcome!" Owen gave him a tight hug. "Awesome to be here, man!" he exclaimed. "YEAH! Man, this is just...so..."
"Awesome?" Gwen guessed.
"Yes! Awesome! WHOO! Are you gonna be on my team?"
"Oh, I sure hope so."
"WHOOOOO!"
"You about finished?" Chris cut in.
"Sorry, dude," Owen said after setting Chris down. "I'm just so siked!"
"Cool. And here comes Courtney." A mocha-skinned girl with brown hair, a gray shirt and olive-green pants got off the boat. "Thank you," she told Chris before joining the others. "Hi. You must be the other contestants. It's really nice to meet you all."
"How's it going?" Owen greeted as he shook her hand. "I'm Owen!"
"Nice to meet you, O...wow!" The others stared at who was on the next boat: a tanned boy with dazzling blue eyes and a green shirt. Owen and most of the girls gushed as the boy flashed a smile, with Sadie even fainting. "This is Justin," Chris introduced. "Welcome to Total Drama Island."
"Thanks, Chris," Justin casually replied, "This is great."
"Just so you know, we picked you based entirely on your looks."
"I can deal with that."
"I like your pants," Owen told Justin.
"Thanks, man."
"Cause they look like they're all worn out. Did you buy them like that?"
"Uh, no. Just had them for a while."
"Oh. Cool." Owen slapped his head. "Stupid!" he scolded.
"Hey, everyone," Chris announced as the next boat arrived, "Izzy!" A ginger-haired girl with bright-green eyes, a green top and green skirt waved at the others. "Hi, Chris!" she greeted as she ran up. "Hi! Hi-" She fell off the boat and banged her head on the dock, making her sink into the water. "Ooh, that was bad!" Tyler chuckled.
"Guys," Courtney pointed out as she ran over, "She could be seriously hurt." She pulled Izzy up out of the water. Izzy shook herself like a dog. "That felt...so...good!" she exclaimed. "Except for hitting my chin. This is summer camp? That is so cool! Do you have paper mache here? Are we having lunch soon?"
"That is a good call!" Owen agreed.
"Slow your roll down," Chris told the group. "This isn't even the full group yet."
"Exactly how many people will there be?" Sol inquired. "Isn't 24 enough?"
"Uh, no." The next boat arrived. A girl with short black hair, red feather earrings, a purple beaded necklace, a pale-yellow tank top and black leggings walked up to Chris. "Hi," she greeted with a wave. "You must be Chris, right?"
"Indeed, Sky," Chris replied. "Go join the others." Sky walked over to the others. "Hi," she said. "Let me warn you that I'm not gonna go easy on you guys, but I hope we can have a fair competition nonetheless." She noticed Chris trying to hold back a laugh. "What's so funny?"
"Oh, nothing," Chris replied. "I wonder how you'll do against a SUPERVILLAIN!" The next boat arrived and dropped off a short pale-skinned boy with purple hair and an outfit that resembled Dr. No's. "Tremble before me, minions!" he declared. "For you shall know me, Max Mayhem, as the EVIL villain that has taken over THE ENTIRE WORLD!" He tried to do an evil laugh but it ended with a cough. "Really gotta work on that," he muttered under his breath.
"Weirdo," Heather scoffed. The next boat dropped off an Indian boy with a teal shirt, beige pants, short black hair, and a shoulder bag around him. "Dave," Chris greeted. "Glad you could make it." Dave winced as he glanced at the campgrounds. "This is a joke, right?" he nervously laughed.
"You're not the only one who got conned," Noah snarked.
"Noah? You're here, too?"
"Another family reunion, mayhaps?" Harold guessed.
"Well," Dave breathed out, "It's a good thing I brought plenty of sanitizer."
"I'm sure things will improve, Dave," Sky assured him. "Want some gum?"
"Uh..."
"I'll take that!" Max interrupted as he swiped a stick of gum. He chewed it for a second but widened his eyes in shock. He quickly spit the gum out. "Cinnamon!" he coughed out. "There's no reason for you to be that spicy!" Dave and Sky just shared a baffled look. The next boat dropped off a girl with a pink dress, pink slippers, pink gloves, a pink choker and black hair with a little pink bow in it. She hummed as she skipped over to the others. "Hello, everybody!" she happily announced. "My name is Ella. I'm happy to meet you all."
"A princess?" Duncan wondered. "You're kidding, right?"
"Don't worry. There's nothing that can't be made sweeter with a song." Ella vocalized a bit, much to the confusion of the others. The next boat dropped off a dark-skinned boy with a green robe, green hat, a fake gray beard and a gap in his teeth. "Leonard," Chris greeted. "Wizard's robes, huh?"
"Indeed," Leonard declared. "But worry not, fellow competitors. I shall only use my mystic powers for the forces of good, not for any treacherous whims." Most of the others simply laughed at his words. "Talk about lame!" Duncan cackled. "Oh, my sides!"
"Even I can tell you're a LARPer," Harold added. "Though a very committed one."
"You doubt my word?" Leonard questioned. "I once banished evil creatures and clensed the waters of my town!"
"Yeah, right," Dave scoffed.
"I'm telling you-"
"If you're really a wizard," Sol challenged, "Let's see you prove it now. Go ahead. Try to use your magic to get me wet."
"If that is your desire." Leonard pulled out a staff with three emeralds on top. "Drench the boy that is clad in yellow," he chanted, "In hopes that he shall become a little mellow!" There was a faint glow coming from the staff. Suddenly, the wood beneath Sol's feet gave out, making him fall into the lake with a SPLASH! "Huzzah!" Leonard cheered.
"That was just a coincidence," Duncan explained.
"Just drop it for now," Sol coughed out as he wrung his clothes out. The next boat dropped off two girls with red shirts, red skirts, white boots and blonde hair. The only difference between the two was that one had a beauty mark on her cheek. "The twin sisters," Chris announced. "Amy and Samey."
"Uh, it's Sammy," the girl without the beauty mark stuttered.
"Amy says everyone calls you Samey."
"Well, yes, but-"
"Because you're the second twin. The lesser Amy, if you will."
"But my real name is-"
"You're officially Samey!" Samey sighed in defeat. "Quit making excuses," Amy scolded while she walked. "You're just-" As she walked, she accidentally bumped into someone. "Hey! Watch where you're-" She gasped when she saw the figure: a tall dark-skinned girl with khaki shorts, a white top under a khaki vest and black hair in a ponytail underneath a fedora. "Giant!" Amy cried out.
"The giant's name is Jasmine," Chris explained. "They make 'em big in Australia."
"Are you and I gonna have a problem?" Jasmine asked Amy in an intimidating tone. Amy just ran off and hid behind Samey. "Thought so," Jasmine reasoned. The next boat gave a loud HONK as it approached. "Man, those things are loud!" Tyler commented.
"Oh, that's not a boat," Chris informed him. "That's our sound man Beardo!" A dark-skinned boy with a huge black afro, a gray shirt with black straps and gray pants made a foghorn sound before stepping onto the dock. "Impressive skills, man," Harold complimented. Beardo just made a ding sound. "Not much of a talker, either," Sky noted.
"Well," Dave sighed, "He's one of the more tamer weirdos, I guess." The next boat dropped off a boy with dirty-blonde hair, a gray shirt and khaki pants. "Chris McLean!" he exclaimed. "Oh, it is such an honor to meet you in person!"
"Thank you, Topher," Chris replied.
"So the resort was just a fake-out? Ha! A classic move from you! I expected nothing less."
"Suck-up," Gwen commented. The next boat dropped off a chubby girl with curly blonde hair, a light-pink top, denim jeans and a gap in her teeth. "Your future winner has arrived!" she boasted. "Sugar here to tell you that y'all best quit now before you get into a world of hurt!" She strutted over and knocked Ella over with her luggage. "Out of the way, dressy!" she barked out.
"Cool down, man," Geoff assured her. "No need to get all brutal now." Sugar pointed a nail file close to his chest. "Watch it!" she warned him. "You scuff my pageant shoes and I'll turn you into shark food!" DJ and Sky quickly pulled Geoff away from her. "Feisty, huh?" Chris told the camera.
"Excuse me," a voice cut in. Chris turned to see a girl with a yellow sweater, green skirt, red hair pulled into a bun and a pair of black glasses covering her one green eye and one red eye. "I assume you lied about the location to attract as many adolescents as you could acquire, correct?" the girl continued.
"You're almost too smart to be here, Scarlett," Chris commented. "Go join the others." Scarlett carried her luggage with her as she joined the group. "Next up," Chris announced, "Shawn. Uh, dude? Where are you?" He noticed a boy with a white shirt under an orange vest and brown hair under a green beanie crawl up to the dock. "Dude, did you swim here?"
"I couldn't take any chances on that boat," Shawn explained. "If a zombie ambushed you, it's game over, man! Luckily, they can't swim so I swam. Then again, they can walk underwater, so-"
"You can give us all the details later, Van Helsing," Sol cut off. "Just dry off before coming over here."
"Nuh-uh. I've gotta scout the area to make sure there's-"
"Plenty of time for that later," Chris told him. "Just go!" He pushed Shawn towards the others, making the zombie prepper bump into Jasmine's legs. "Sorry," he muffled.
"It's all good, mate," Jasmine assured him. The next boat dropped off a large boy with ginger hair, a white shirt under some denim overalls, freckles and a gap in his teeth. "Hey there," he greeted as he shook Chris's hand.
"Welcome, Rodney," Chris replied. "Hope you like it here." As Rodney joined the other, Chris whispered to the camera, "Ten bucks says he falls for a girl before the episode's done." He was cut off by a loud squeal. A girl with purple hair in a long ponytail, a yellow top and green pants ran over and gave Chris a tight hug. "It's really you!" she squealed. "I've dreamt of this day forever since I heard the announcement for this show!"
"You mind, Sierra?" Chris asked her. "I like my bones in one piece."
"Oops. Sorry. I'm just so excited! EEEE!" Sierra quickly joined the others. "Ooh, I see some serious potential here," she giggled. "I'm sure the new TD blog I set up will get some new dirt soon!" Trent and Gwen simply eyed each other. The next boat dropped off a red-haired girl with blue jeans and a white shirt with hearts on it. "Hello, everyone!" she greeted.
"Olivia," Chris greeted, "Our personal love guru. Any predictions for these love rejects?"
"Oh, I already see plenty of potential and this isn't even half the cast! Love is gonna be in the air here, people!"
"That's...kinda sweet," Bridgette said. "Maybe we'll meet our other halves here."
"Maybe," Sky shrugged. A glance at the next camper wiped any calmness away from her. "Or maybe not," she muttered as she hid behind DJ. A dark-skinned boy with a gray shirt, dark cornrowed hair pulled back, blue fingerless gloves and white shorts with a 'K' on it stormed onto the dock. "Hey, Keith," Chris greeted, "How's it-"
"Save it, McLean," Keith grumbled as he walked past him. "These the competitors? Considering I'm only impressed by about three of them, that'll make winning this a whole lot easier!"
"Someone like you should be taken down a peg!" Tyler shouted as he readied himself for a fight. Keith simply pushed him aside, making him crash into the luggage. "Considering I've beaten every guy at school in boxing," he advised, "I wouldn't try to cross me if I were you."
"Got it," Tyler groaned. The next boat dropped off a chubby girl with black sweatpants, a blue sweatshirt, blue sneakers, short black hair and purple eyes. "Yo, everyone!" she exclaimed. "Ready for some fun? Y'all best prepare for some heat, cause you won't see this chick get beat!"
"What'cha say, Nikki?" Chris chuckled as he fist-bumped the girl. "Cause this campsite is your new vacay!"
"Meh, I could do worse." Nikki joined the others. "So, you're a rapper?" Harold guessed.
"No," Nikki replied, "But I'm gonna become one once I win this game."
"Cool."
"Ahoy there!" a voice announced, catching their attention. They turned to see a boy with a blue-and-white striped shirt, a black bandana with a skull and crossbones on it, a black goatee and an eyepatch driving the boat towards the dock. "Pirates!" Nikki gasped.
"Dude, slow down!" Sol shouted. "Otherwise, you're gonna-" The boy brought the boat to a halt by the dock, splashing some water onto Sol. "Drench me," he muttered.
"Nice maneuvering, Anthony," Chris complimented. "And bonus points for getting one of them wet."
"Thank you?" Anthony replied once he got onto the dock.
"Now, go join the others."
"Aye-aye, captain."
"You must've come from a place with a lot of boats, eh?" Ezekiel asked.
"Not really. I'm a man of many places. A citizen of the world."
"Speaking of worldwide," Chris announced, "Our next camper comes all the way from the harsh tundras of Siberia. Welcome, Helga!" A tall girl with blonde hair, blue eyes, a white sweater underneath a brown furry vest, brown furry booties and black leggings hopped off the boat and eyed the competitors. "Anything you wanna say?" Chris asked her.
"Eto svalka," Helga replied, "No eto pridetsya sdelat'."
"Russian," Anthony noted. "Huh. Hey, big guy, what'cha thinking?" However, Rodney just had a dazed look. "Hey, matey? Didn't you hear me?" Rodney continued to gawk as Helga continued down the dock. "Voice of an angel," he sighed in a romantic tone.
"You're kidding," Keith scoffed. "That girl's just another puny competitor."
"Helga not weak!" Helga countered as she faced him. "I can crush big guys like you easy!"
"I seriously doubt that." Helga suddenly grabbed Keith by his shirt and effortlessly twirled him over her head. "WHOA-WHOA-WHOA-WHOA-WHOA!" he cried out. "MAKE HER STOP!"
"Save that fire for later," Jasmine advised Helga. "That's when you'll need it." Helga stopped, making Keith fall to the dock with a THUD. "Gentle, aren't you?" he sarcastically whipped back after getting to his feet.
"I see you haven't changed one bit," a voice sternly replied. Keith did a double take and nearly fell over when he saw a girl with a white-and-pink shirt, black leggings under some pink shorts, a feather bracelet, a medallion around her neck and black hair with pink streaks in it pulled back into a ponytail standing on the dock. "Jane," Keith said with some disdain. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Tolerating your behavior, for starters," Jane replied. "Now, where's my little sis at? I know she signed up for this show, too."
"Who?" Cody wondered.
"About ye tall, dark hair, purple bead necklace." DJ inched away, revealing Sky. "Gee, thanks," Sky moaned.
"Great," Keith complained, "Double trouble."
"I'm not surprised you scared her off," Jane scolded as she got up into his face. "You better watch yourself or there will be hell to pay!" She went over to Sky. "You doing okay?" she asked her.
"For the most part," Sky replied. "Thanks for being here, big sis." The two hugged each other. "Looks like there's quite a few family reunions," Sierra commented.
"Chris probably did it on purpose to milk out as much drama as possible," Topher reasoned. "Classic Chris."
"He makes a point," Olivia agreed. "I know a friend who's coming on this show, and she's...feisty." The next boat dropped off a boy with blue hair, a white shirt with a skull shaped like a guitar pick on it, a leather jacket, black fingerless gloves and green pants. "What's up, Wawanakwa?!" he exclaimed.
"Corey!" Chris announced. "Glad you could make it."
"Hey, I'll be able to play my jams here, right?"
"The island has plenty of room."
"Aw, epic! Thanks!" Corey quickly joined the group. "Nice skull," Duncan said.
"Can't beat the classic bones, am I right?" Corey agreed. The next boat dropped off a girl cosplaying as Wonder Woman. "Greetings, fellow contestants," she announced. "By my Lasso of Truth, I shall win this game!"
"Wonder Woman!" Lindsay gasped in amazement. "It's really her!"
"No," Chris corrected, "This is our cosplayer Lara." Lara walked over to the others just as another boat came up. A boy with a gray-and-blue shirt, dark pants, black gloves, a tool belt, black hair pulled back and a burn mark on his neck stepped onto the dock. "This it?" he wondered.
"Indeed, Paul," Chris replied. "But don't go touching any of the vehicles here without my permission."
"Yes, sir." Paul joined the others. "Keep away," Amy gagged. "You stink."
"It's just motor oil," Paul argued. "Yeesh, if you can't take the smell of oil, maybe you shouldn't be here." Amy just rolled her eyes. The next boat dropped off a tall girl with gray pants, black fingerless gloves, a black top, blonde hair with a gray bandana in it and a chain tattoo on her arm. "Chris," she grumbled as she eyed the host.
"Lacey," Chris replied. The two stared at each other for a moment before Lacey joined the others. "Aw," Luna pouted, "This is getting BORING! Something FUN better happen soon." A Latin beat blared as the next boat arrived. A boy with a blue wrestling mask covering his head, white-and-blue wristbands, blue-and-black pants that read 'Chaos' and a matching black shirt stepped onto the dock. He held out his arms for a few seconds. "Hey, where's the fireworks?" he wondered.
"What fireworks, Lucas?" Chris asked.
"The one I gave you money to include?"
"Oh, that one. You see...we had some unexpected expenses and someone used that money."
"They were my last month's savings!"
"Sorry, man, but look at it this way: you can win ten times more fireworks if you're the last one standing."
"Fireworks?" Luna wondered. "You mean like this?" She pulled a detonator out of her dress pocket and pressed it down. Suddenly, the dock beneath Lucas blew up, making him fly until he crashed onto another boat. "Maldita sea mi suerte," he moaned, with each movement making a painful CRUNCH sound. He looked up to see a tanned woman with fiery-red hair, white pants, a blue crop top under a gray vest and gray boots glaring at him. "Uh, hola, hermosa?" Lucas meekly greeted. The girl simply kicked him off the boat and into the water. "You have some nerve lying to me, McLean!" she spat out as she stormed up to him.
"Your fault for not reading the fine print, Valerie," Chris teased. "And don't worry; your clothes will be nice and safe."
"Good, because I'll bill you if there's a single tear, you hear me? Each outfit is precious."
"Another Heather," Gwen muttered. "How fun." The next boat dropped off two people. One was a Pahkistani boy with red pants, a white jacket with a red emblem on it with two white 'S's insides, red gloves and a red eye mask. The other was a slightly tanned girl with a long ginger braid, green boots, a green cape, a blue body suit with a wreath in the center, green tape wrapped around her arms and a green eye mask. "Super Shane and Phoebe," Chris greeted.
"It's just Phoebe, Mister McLean, sir," Phoebe politely corrected.
"Anyway," Shane added, "I'm sure we'll do well in this healthy competition."
"Yeah," Chris chuckled, "We'll see how long that lasts." The next boat arrived as Shane and Phoebe joined the group. A pale-skinned girl with black-and-purple hair, a purple tank top, a black skirt, black boots and purple gloves stepped onto the dock, making some lightning crash behind her. "Ew," Valerie groaned. "Someone escort Creepy Girl off this dock, please."
"I can sense a lot of vanity radiating from your soul, Valerie Rosseau de Luca," the girl commented as she stared at her.
"H-h-how the hell did you know my full name? I didn't tell you that!"
"Melody, you can creep the others out later," Chris told her. "Just...go over there."
"And away from me, you damn witch," Valerie added.
"I'll risk taking the so-called 'witch' with me," Paul volunteered with a smirk. He gasped when he saw Melody staring at him. "Yeah." The next boat dropped off a tanned boy with green pants, a gray shirt under a brown vest, brown boots and brown hair under a black hat. "Damien," Chris greeted.
"I don't like getting conned!" Damien shouted. He quickly grabbed Chris's shirt. "You better point me to that resort now if you know what's good for you!"
"Quit whining, cowboy," Keith scolded. "I hate this dump, but you don't hear me complaining about the place."
"No," Jane whipped back, "Just the people." Damien grumbled before joining the others. Another boat dropped off a girl with black leggings, a blonde mohawk with the tips died black, a pink tank top with a winged guitar emblem on the right side, star earrings, netting on her left arm, and a pink electric guitar on her back. "Yo, everyone!" she exclaimed as she hopped off, though her pants got caught on the railing and torn off, exposing some pink undies. "What's happenin'?"
"Why don't you look down and tell me, Helen?" Chris teased as most of the boys laughed. Helen looked down to see her exposed panties, making her blush. "Whoops," she nervously chuckled before grabbing her pants from the railing. "Uh, I'm gonna go over there now." She put her pants back on as she hopped over to the group. "Wicked guitar, Helen!" Corey complimented.
"Thanks," Helen replied, "And hey, thanks for, uh, not laughing."
"I've had crazier stuff done than that, trust me..." Corey's voice faltered as he noticed the next camper. A red-haired girl with red pants, black boots, dark eyeshadow over her green eyes and a green tank top over a yellow shirt with green-and-black sleeves walked over to the group. "Laney?" Corey wondered.
"Corey?!" Laney bitterly asked. "What hairbrained idiot brought this caveman here?!"
"Wait a minute," Helen realized. "Corey Riffin and Laney Penn? From the teenage group Grojband?"
"We were," Corey sadly admitted, "But not anymore."
"I'm surprised a caveman like you can recall the passing of time!" Laney snapped back.
"Well, you're a-"
"QUIET!" Helga barked out. "You're giving me headache!" Helen stood between the former band mates to keep them from fighting. The next boat dropped off a chubby boy with curly brown hair, brown shorts and a red shirt that said 'Laughter Is Medicine'. "Elias," Chris greeted as the boy walked past.
"Hey, man," Trent said as Elias stood next to him. "Didn't think you'd be here."
"Trent?" Elias wondered. "My next-door neighbor? Ha, now it's a barrel of fun! Shake a paw?"
"Uh, I'll pass."
"It's just a handshake, dude," Lucas scoffed. "No need to-" As he grabbed Elias's hand, he was suddenly zapped. "Lo quieres bien hecho?" he slurred before falling over. Elias chuckled a bit before turning over his hand, which had an electrical button tied to it. "Never gets old," he sighed.
"Just don't go too far, buddy," Trent advised him. The next boat dropped off a girl with blonde hair in a ponytail, a brown buttoned shirt under a green vest, a satchel around her chest and brown boots. "Rose Knox," she announced with a salute, "Second-in-command of the Muskoka Squirrels, sir."
"At ease," Chris ordered. "Go join the others." The next boat dropped off a tanned boy with denim jeans, a dusty-brown shirt, brown boots with blue stars on them, a lasso on his waist and a brown cowboy hat over his messy brown hair. "Howdy," he greeted. "What's up?"
"Austin," Chris greeted. "Nice! Over there are the others." Austin walked down the dock. "My, my!" he whistled. "There's quite a beaut here!"
"Finally," Valerie breathed out, "Someone that's smart enough to-"
"I ain't talking to you!" Austin pushed Valerie into the water and went over to Sugar. "What's your name, honeypot?" he gushed.
"That would be Sugar," Ella answered.
"Or to you, neither!"
"Your name is gonna change to 'Dead Son of a Bitch' for drenching me!" Valerie yelled out from the water.
"It's just water," Paul scoffed. "No need to get all feisty." Valerie just growled as she eyed the mechanic. Another boat dropped off a blonde-haired boy with a white polo shirt and blue pants, though the more notable thing was the shield on his back and the sword holstered at his waist. "Ethan, everyone," Chris informed the others. "The knight with a heart of gold."
"Chris seriously let you bring a sword?" Harold wondered.
"Only if I did not use it on another human being," Ethan explained, "And I see no need for that. A gentleman never strikes an unarmed man with a weapon."
"Kooky cosplayers," Keith listed off, "Masked idiots and now a so-called knight? What's next, some horror fanatic?" The next boat honked as it dropped the next person off. A girl with a sleeveless black dress, a black choker, black slippers over some white socks and neon-blue hair held back by a red clip stepped onto the dock. "Here's...Echo!" she announced. "Hope we can have a lot of fun together, friends."
"The way she says those words gives me the heebie-jeebies," Sol muttered under his breath. A boat honked as an Asian boy with black shorts, a white tank top with a red 'X' on it and black hair tied back in a ponytail water-skied across the lake. "What's up, peeps?!" he exclaimed. "It's Extreme Alan ready to compete in some sick stunts to-" He ended up losing his balance and was dragged to the dock. "Still a clean run," he coughed out as he climbed to the dock. "Tell me that'll get on the channel."
"Yeah," Chris replied with annoyance, "But one thing to settle first." He held out a cardboard box. "Your phone, please. Network wants you influencers actually competing instead of just commenting on it."
"Oh, what?! For real?" Alan passed a cell phone to Chris. "Fine," he complied. "But it's okay. I don't need it. With this show, the people will see my wicked stunts first-hand! Booyah!" He ended up falling over. "Free pain," Chris chuckled. "I like that." The next boat dropped off a tan-skinned boy with brown pants, a gray shirt with the words 'Luck Repulsor' under a red vest and some brown hair that was shaved on the sides. "Tell me this is the end already," he moaned.
"It's only just starting, Dean," Chris chuckled.
"Seriously? Ugh. After that boat trip, I just wanna get some shut-eye." A loud HONK made Dean jump up a little in shock. "Oh, what is it now?!" he complained.
"Miss Carly Morningstar, everyone," Chris announced. A dark-skinned girl with chestnut-brown hair, white jeans, a yellow blouse and a pearl necklace was escorted off a yacht by a man in a suit. "Thanks, Enrique," she told the man before the yacht drove off. "Sorry, everyone. My parents insisted on taking the yacht here."
"No problem," Chris replied. "Your folks gave the show a nice bonus. If it was up to me, I could let you live in the private suite."
"No, thank you. I'm fine with being with the other competitors." Carly noticed Dean staring at her with a quizzical look. "Is something wrong?" she wondered. "Did I say the wrong thing?"
"Uh, no," Dean stuttered. "Just...fine."
"Okay, then." As Carly joined the others, Dean couldn't help but keep staring. "Hey, move it already!" Damien told him.
"Coming!" Dean breathed out with annoyance. "Keep your shirt on!" The next boat dropped off a girl with brown hair under a pink-and-blue beanie, a shirt with a graffiti design on it, a gray vest and black shorts with blue-and-pink stripes on the sides. She pulled out a skateboard and grind on the railing before landing on the dock. "Hey, hey, everyone," the girl giggled.
"Sarah," Chris greeted. "Welcome to camp."
"Epic skate tricks, dude!" Geoff exclaimed.
"Uh, um, thank you," Sarah replied, though she was a little flustered. "Better go join you dudes, huh?"
"We've got plenty of open arms," DJ assured her, making her smile a little as she stood next to him. The next boat dropped off a dark-skinned boy with a yellow polo shirt, brown pants, brown hair and green eyes. "H-hello, everyone," he bashfully greeted. "I-I'm Bryan. I hope we can have a good competition with you...no, I meant to say..."
"Relax, buddy," Alan assured him. "We're all friendly here."
"No," Dave corrected, "Heather, Valerie, Sugar, the cowboys and Keith are just a few handfuls that aren't friendly, and I'm not sure about the wrestler guy."
"Funny," Lucas scoffed. "A real barrel of laughs, aren't you?"
"You're only proving his point," Jasmine pointed out. "I suggest you keep quiet before you dig a hole you can't climb out of."
"I'll try to give you the benefit of the doubt, my good man," Bryan assured him as he came over. Unknown to him, Echo was shooting him a glare. "Same as always," she muttered.
"Wonder where the next two are," Chris thought as he looked at a clipboard. "They should be here by now." Some rock music blared as he eyed the coastline. "Huh?" Jane wondered. "What's that?"
"Remember that friend I mentioned?" Olivia recalled. "That would be her and her partner-in-crime." A girl with black hair in a ponytail, a pink dress with one sleeve, red go-go boots, spade earrings, a heart-shaped necklace and a black electric guitar on her back was swerving back and forth as she steered the boat. A boy with a green sweatshirt, blue pants, shaggy brown hair and yellow-squared glasses over his brown eyes clung onto the rail for dear life. "DESI, CAREFUL!" he warned the girl.
"I know what I'm doing, Greggy!" the girl shouted back. "I only bumped this thingy three times!" She sped the boat up and drove it straight to the dock. "BRACE FOR IMPACT!" Chris screamed at the top of his lungs. The boat crashed on the end of the dock, sending the duo airborne. The girl managed to land on her feet and catch the boy before he fell. "Yeah!" she cheered. "Swiller parking, am I right, Greggy?"
"Greg and Destiny," Chris announced after brushing off his shirt, "Go before you wreck something else."
"Miss Olivia is right," Ethan said to Justin. "She's quite feisty."
"And if I were you two," Olivia advised in a whisper, "I'd keep out of her line of sight. Trust me."
"Livvy?" Destiny gasped. "No way!" She gave Olivia a tight hug. "Man, this is just so swiller! WHOO!"
"Keep it down!" Dean moaned. "You'll bust my eardrums!"
"Oh, no. I don't do my jamming on anything lower than an eleven."
"Sounds like my kind of person!" Helen exclaimed.
"Same with you! But I can't forget my Greggy here." Destiny pulled Greg to her side. "Yeah," Greg said with a bored tone, "Hi. Considering I can barely keep up with Desi here, you guys might want to be on guard. Don't say I didn't warn you." The next boat dropped off a dark-skinned girl with a pink shirt, a gray jacket, blue pants, gray boots and curly dark-brown hair stepped onto the dock. "Millie," Chris greeted.
"Hello, Chris," Millie replied. "Glad to be here."
"Go join the others. Next up, Axel." A boat dropped off a girl with army pants, army boots, a gray-and-white tank top and brown hair pulled back in a ponytail. She set down a bag, which was revealed to have various weapons inside. "Looks like you came prepared for...everything," Cody noted. The next boat dropped off a girl with short dirty-blonde hair, gray sweats and indigo eyes. "Meet Jo!" Chris introduced.
"You guys better stay out of my way if you value your kiwis," Jo warned the group.
"How friendly," Jane muttered.
"Finally!" Keith breathed out. "Someone who takes the game seriously around here! Unlike these losers." Axel dropped her bag onto his foot, making him wince in pain. "Alright," Chris continued, "Next up, Priya!" A dark-skinned girl with a light-blue shirt, blue pants and a blue clip in her dark hair waved after getting off her boat. "Hi!" she exclaimed to the others.
"Priya," Sierra breathed out. "Wow. I've heard you've been training for reality shows your whole life."
"Yeah, ever since I was b-" Priya paused for a moment. "How'd you know that?" she wondered.
"I've read up on the TD blog before I came here," Sierra explained. "The producers already released some info on the entire cast once the show was announced and casting was selected."
"Ugh, why didn't I think of that?" Most of the others shared concerned looks, more notably Echo, Bryan, Trent and Elias. "Sierra," Jane spoke up, "May I ask to keep any info to yourself? As a sign of respect for our privacy."
"Yeah," Luna agreed, "No spoilers!"
"Sure thing, I suppose," Sierra agreed.
"Next up," Chris announced, "All-around fun dude, Zee!" A boat dropped off a tan-skinned boy with a yellow shirt, pink pants, long dark hair pulled back in a ponytail and a green hat on top. "Chris, my man!" he greeted. "Bring it in!"
"Uh, no," Chris sternly told him. "Go join the others."
"What kind of name is Zee?" Dean wondered.
"My name's actually Hezekiahus," Zee explained, "But my peeps just call me 'Zee'."
"Meh, that makes sense." Another boat dropped off a boy with ginger hair, blue jeans and a white tank top. "Scott," Chris greeted. "What do you think of the place?"
"It smells better than home," Scott sighed, to the host's surprise.
"Okay. Our next camper is Zoey." A boat dropped off a girl with bright-red hair pulled into pigtails and with a flower in it, a red sleeveless top, black choker and beige pants. "Wow," she breathed out. "So many people here! Uh, not that it's a bad thing. Hi, I'm Zoey. But you already knew that. Uh..."
"Nervous jitters?" Olivia asked her. "It's okay. We all get them sometimes. But most of the people here are friendly. Nothing to worry about."
"Uh, thanks." The next boat dropped off a boy with a green-and-yellow striped shirt, light-brown shorts and light-brown hair. "Time for beast mode!" he declared. He ripped off his shirt and did a few poses. "Oh," Zoey and Olivia awkwardly said.
"Ew," Millie and Amy gagged. Zee just sipped on a soda. "Take a long look, ladies," the boy boasted, "Cause once I win, I'll be out of your league."
"Who is this whack job?" Valerie complained.
"This is Ripper," Chris explained, "And I don't see a suitcase. Was that your only shirt?"
"Aw, fart nuggets," Ripper moaned.
"Hang tight, dude," Elias assured him. "I'm sure I've got a spare blue shirt in here. Here." He tossed Ripper a blue shirt. "YAH!" Ripper suddenly screamed out in fear as a rubber snake slid out of the shirt. "SNAKE!"
"It's just a rubber snake," Elias chuckled as he picked it up.
"Of course. I was just, uh, testing you all, heh-heh." The next boat dropped off a boy with spiky brown hair, a teal shirt, blue pants and a gap in his smile. "Mike," Chris greeted. "Welcome."
"I thought I was gonna be by myself," Mike thought.
"Yeah, I lied about that bit." Mike sighed before joining the others. "Let's go to our next camper," Chris continued. A dark-skinned boy with a lime-green shirt, a dark-blue jacket, dark pants and a yellow cap hopped onto the dock. "Ayo-ayo, it's Damien time!" he announced. "So, where's that cash prize at?"
"We don't just give it to you," Chris explained. "You have seen one of these shows before, right?"
"Nope. How do I get the money?"
"Oh, you are gonna be fun!"
"Wait a minute!" the other Damien interrupted. "There's only one Damien around here, and that's me!"
"I'm sure there can be two Damiens," Samey meekly said.
"Shut it, blondie! With me here, this reject has to leave!"
"He has every right to be here, you jidiot!" Destiny scolded.
"What she said," Damien said, "But we need some way to make things clear so there's no confusion, like a name tag or-"
"Pop quiz!" Greg interrupted. "C6-H12-O6...what is it?"
"Nerd!" Ripper called out. "Nerd! Nerd!"
"I'm asking the Damiens, not you."
"It's just some damn gibberish," the Damien with the black hat scoffed.
"Actually," the other Damien corrected, "It's glucose. It's the most abundant monosaccharide, which is a subcategory of carbohydrates."
"Now we have a way of telling these two apart," Greg declared as he pointed to the duo. "Smart Damien and Dumb Damien."
"Or Double D for short," Sarah giggled.
"There's no fucking way I'm being called 'Dumb Damien'!" 'Dumb' Damien protested.
"It works for me," Chris shrugged with a smirk. "Smart Damien and Dumb Damien it is." 'Dumb' Damien tried to go after Greg when he was suddenly knocked out by Destiny's guitar. "No more lip from that cowboy jidiot," she boasted.
"We'd better get to the next contestant," Chris decided, "Which is-"
"Me!" a voice cut off, to his shock. He turned to see a blonde-haired woman with a red dress and red heels standing on the dock. "Introducing Blainley Stacey Andrews O'Halloran," the woman announced, "And unfortunately, I'm on this crummy island."
"What are you doing here?" Chris argued. "I didn't allow you to come!" Blainley simply pulled out a slip of paper, which Chris read. "It's my contract for this show," she explained. "I was supposed to host, but my stupid secretary got the papers mixed up and now I'm stuck competing instead of hosting!"
"And that means you're subject to the same things these teens will have to endure," Chris taunted.
"Whatever. I wonder how well your image will do considering these conditions." Blainley gave a sly snicker before joining the others. "Yeesh," Chris shuddered. "Hopefully our next camper will be more fun." Another boat dropped off a dark-skinned boy with brown hair, a blue football jersey with the number '1' on it and dark pants. "Sha-bam!" he announced. "The Lightning has arrived!"
"Sha-move over there, please," Chris told him. "Next up, Lauren!" A pale-skinned girl with a dark-purple dress, pink-and-purple striped stockings, bright blue eyes and purple hair in pigtails giggled as she skipped up to Chris. "Welcome!" Chris announced.
"You should stop looking at me," Lauren eerily told him.
"You better keep Scary Girl there away from me," Heather told Chris.
"No promises, Heather," Chris replied. "Let's move on. Next up is Bowie!" A boy with blonde hair, a purple shirt, green pants and heart-shaped sunglasses walked onto the dock. "Hello, everybody!" he announced. "I'm Bowie, and I'm not gonna lie, I hope to beat you all and take...that...crown."
"At least he's honest," Sky admitted. "That's good." A military horn blared out as the next boat arrived. A boy with a green shirt, dark shorts, army boots, dog tags and a black buzz cut marched over to Chris. "Brick McArthur reporting for duty, sir!" he announced with a salute.
"At ease, cadet," Chris told him. "Oh! Here comes Chase!" A boy with a red sweatshirt, light-brown pants and brown hair water-skiied across the water. "Chris McLean!" he hollered once he was on the dock. "Let's do this! WHOO!"
"Cool," Chris said, "And next up, Emma."
"What the who now?!" A girl with blonde hair pulled into a ponytail, a white skirt and orange sweater got onto the dock. Her cheerful look quickly turned to one of anger when she saw Chase. "What is he doing here?!" she spat out.
"Babe?" Chase asked. Emma tried to go after him but Lightning and Alan had to hold her back. "Ooh, I like this one," Bowie commented.
"Wow," Chris commented, "Wow! Intense. You'd almost think we brought you both here on purpose. Up next, B!" A large boy with an orange shirt under a gray jacket and an orange cap worn backwards walked onto the dock. "Yo, B!" Chris greeted. "Anything you wanna say" However, B remained silent. "Seriously? No complaints? No hopes for winning? No...anything?!"
"Guess he's not much of a talker," Alan reasoned. "That's fine by me." B gave him a thumbs-up before joining the group. Another boat dropped off a girl with black hair under a blue beanie, a yellow shirt under a pink jacket and light-gray leggings. "This is Mary-Kate," Chris introduced.
"Heya!" the girl greeted. "But just call me MK, okay? It'll save us a whole lot of time."
"Sounds great, MK," Dean agreed. "I'm all for not wasting time."
"Yes, I can tell," a voice spoke up. Dean jumped into Carly's arms when he suddenly noticed a pale-skinned girl with a green sweater, dark skirt, lavender leggings and light-blonde hair standing near where he was. "Where the hell did you come from?" Dean demanded.
"From Canada, duh!" Jo bluntly replied. "Just like the rest of us."
"But Jasmine's Australian," Sierra pointed out, "Helga's Russian, and Sol and Luna are...American, right?"
"I wasn't talking nationality," Dean told them. He noticed he was in Carly's arms and quickly got down. "Uh, sorry."
"I see you've made your first impression well-known, Dawn," Chris said with annoyance. "Now onto...Caleb." A dark-skinned, muscled boy with a pink shirt, light-blue pants and dark, curly hair was standing on the next boat. "Oh, my," Priya breathed out.
"Wow," Emma gushed as she and Bowie both gawked at Caleb.
"What a man," Rose sighed.
"Pretty boy!" Destiny suddenly exclaimed. "YAH!" She tried to go after him but Greg held her back. "Please excuse her," he explained to Caleb. "She has a thing about handsome boys."
"No worries," Caleb assured him as he stepped onto the dock. "Happens all the time."
"Oh, it's not that. Desi despises handsome guys."
"WEVIL!" Destiny screamed out as she flailed her arms around. "WEVIL! WEVIL!"
"See what I mean?" Olivia whispered to Ethan and Justin. Some cameras flashed as the next boat arrived, followed by a boat filled with paparazzi. A blonde-haired girl with a light-pink sleeveless top, pink pants and orange-tinted sunglasses strutted onto the dock. "Hey, there!" she announced. "Dakota here, and I-"
"I thought I made it clear," Chris cut in, "No paparazzi." He pressed a button, and a hidden platform in the water flung the paparazzi boat away. "Hey!" Dakota complained. "How am I gonna get my reality spin-off series without any photage?"
"Not my problem," Chris shrugged. "Just go join the others." Dakota grumbled under her breath before walking off. "Our next two players came as a package deal," Chris continued, "All the way from Northern Alberta, Wayne and Raj!" Two boys stood on a boat. One had fair skin and shaggy blonde hair while the other had dark skin and short brown hair. They both wore hockey jerseys and shorts. "Dude," Raj said to Wayne, "Imagine wintertime, this lake turning to ice!"
"Biggest hockey rink ever, bro!" Wayne finished. The two shared a laugh before getting onto the dock. "'Sup, man?" Raj asked Chris. "We're here, eh?"
"Boys, go join the others," Chris instructed.
"Oh, sweet," Wayne replied. "Thanks, coach." The boys quickly joined the group. "Whatc'cha think of the competition, Rajie?" Wayne asked his friend.
"I'd be more impressed with a clogged toilet," Raj teased.
"Oh, yeah?" Ripper challenged. "Well, you two aren't...you're-you're both...then, look out, 'cause..."
"Oh, no. I think this one's broken!"
"Oh, it'd be nice, Rajie," Wayne agreed. "Maybe it's his first day with a new mouth hole!" The two boys laughed at their joke. "You'll be the ones with a new mouth hole if I get ahold of you!" Keith warned them.
"Yeah!" Ripper agreed. The two tried to go near him but Axel and Helga stopped them. "Save it for the game," Axel warned them.
"Don't tell me what to do!" Ripper snapped back. The two girls just growled at them. "Best to save it for the game," Keith admitted as the two boys flinched in fear. "Good call."
"Onto our next competitor," Chris announced. "He's an honor roll student with a diplomat for a dad and an amazing ability to charm the pants off of most species: Alejandro!" Some Latin guitars played as a tanned boy with brown hair, a maroon shirt and dark pants walked onto the dock. "Amigos," he greeted, making most of the girls gush. Destiny tried to go after him but Greg held her back. "Save it for the competition, Desi," Greg advised.
"Next up," Chris announced, "Anne-Maria, everybody." He coughed as some hairspray clouded his vision. He cleared the air with a little electric fan. "Hey!" Chris scolded. "Knock that off!" A tanned girl with a hot-pink top, light-blue pants, hoop earrings and poofy dark-brown hair shot a glare at him. "Hey, it takes work to maintain this perfect bod," she argued. "No way am I lettin' this place ruin that. These looks are worth a billion, easy." The next boat arrived and dropped off a chubby girl with a pink jacket, purple pants and a red ribbon in her brown hair. "Yeah," she rambled, "Boats were invented by my great-great-great-great-great uncle Pedro. Before him, people had to swim all the way across the ocean. So exhausting."
"Staci," Chris said with some annoyance, "Why don't you go tell your tales to your fellow campers?"
"Oh, sure thing." Staci joined the group. "Our next camper is a bit of a big deal," Chris continued, "Welcome Nichelle Ladonna!" A dark-skinned girl with a purple top, green pants and her blonde hair in cornrows and with pink beads in it walked over to Chris. "Yes!" she introduced. "Hi! It's me!"
"Nichelle Ladonna?" Bowie wondered as most of the others looked on in amazement. "Star of the hit TV show 'Hot Teen Ninja Detective Squad'?"
"I loved her in 'Gorgeous People High'," Emma gushed.
"She's amazing!" Alan gushed.
"Be cool," Priya told herself, "Be cool. Be cool! OMG, I AM LITERALLY THE BIGGEST FAN EVER!"
"Okay," Nichelle casually replied.
"I don't get the big deal, eh," Ezekiel spoke up.
"You really have been in a burrow your whole life, huh?" Lara asked him. "Well, once you see her in action, you'll understand our excitement."
"Ah, okay, then." The next boat dropped off a dark-skinned boy with a red hoodie, black glasses and yellow shorts. "Fresh air!" he gushed. "A real lake! Birds!" A few birds flew by him, making him lose his balance and fall into the water. "You okay, little guy?" Shane asked after pulling him back up.
"I think so," the boy coughed out.
"That's Cameron," Chris explained. "He's been in a bubble all his life, so stuff like swimming's new to him."
"Well, Cameron," Shane assured him, "We'll show you the best things the outside world has to offer!"
"Hooray!" Cameron cheered.
"He gets excited way too easy," Paul muttered. "Wonder how long that'll last." The next boat carried a blonde-haired girl with ripped denim shorts and a white tank top. "Our next arrival is Julia," Chris introduced. "Welcome, Julia. You can join the others in-"
"Sorry," Julia cut off, "Could you-?" She took a selfie with Chris, blinding him for a moment. "Thanks," she replied. "'Growing. Hashtag: My Journey Begins."
"Um, remember the legal blah-blah-contract you signed about no phones for you influencers?" Chris reminded her. "I just went through this with Alan over there."
"But how am I supposed to grow as a person if I'm not telling my followers I'm growing as a person?"
"That is a question for someone who cares about that question. Now, hand it over." Chris held up a cardboard box. "Fine," Julia complied as she dumped her phone into it. "I'm stronger than you think."
"Wonderful," Chris replied as she walked off. "Now all your phones." Julia froze in place. She dumped two more phones into the box. "That's it," she said. "I swear on the planet."
"On the planet, huh?" Chris suspiciously wondered after running a metal detector over her, which went off. Julia reluctantly handed over another phone. "Don't fret," Alan assured her. "It might sting a bit, but after the show ends, I'm sure we'll get our phones back."
"Bye, babies," Julia told the phones in the box. "Don't worry. Mommy will be back for you."
"Your phones will be safe," Chris assured the duo, "At the bottom of this lake." He tossed the box into the lake, making Julia shriek with fear. "That move was so cold you can hang ball caps on my nipples," Wayne commented.
"I'm sure we'll be able to handle it," Alan replied, "Though I'll admit that it did hurt a bit."
"Whatever," Chris shrugged. "Now onto our last camper: Sam!" A chubby boy with a striped polo shirt, blue shorts and curly brown hair was busy playing a handheld device while he stood on the dock. "Sam?" The boy just ignored him. "SAM!" Chris shouted.
"Oh, sorry," Sam chuckled as he pocketed his handheld. "I was just playing this wicked game and I got kinda distracted."
"Yes, we could tell," Dakota replied as she rolled her eyes.
"So, when will this Total Drama game start?"
"First things first," Chris told everyone. "We need a group photo for the promo. Everyone on the end of the dock!" Everyone complied while Chris got onto the boat to take the picture. "One..." he announced as he readied the camera and everyone posed, "Two...three. Oops. Forgot the lens cap. Okay, hold that pose. One...two...oh. No, wait. Card's full. Hang on."
"Come on, man," Leshawna moaned. "My face is starting to freeze."
"Got it. Okay. Everyone say 'Wawanakwa'!"
"Wawanakwa!" everyone announced. Suddenly, the dock collapsed just as Chris snapped the picture, which showed everyone struggling to stay afloat. "Okay, guys," Chris told them, "Dry off and meet at the campfire pit in ten."
(cue commercial)
"This is Camp Wawanakwa," Chris explained once everyone gathered by the campfire pit, "Your home for the competition. The campers sitting around you will be your cabin mates, your competition, and maybe even your friends. You dig?" Duncan waved a fist at Harold while Destiny gave Greg a tight hug. "The camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest without getting voted off will win...one...million...dollars!"
"Excuse me," Duncan spoke up, "What will the sleeping arrangements be? Because I'd like to request a bunk under her." He pointed to Heather, who gaped in shock. "They're not co-ed, are they?" Sarah wondered.
"No," Chris replied, "Girls get one side of each cabin and dudes get the other."
"Excuse me, Kyle?" Lindsay asked. "Can I have a cabin with the lake view since I'm the prettiest?"
"Okay, you are, but that's not really how it works here, and it's Chris."
"I have to live with Sadie or I'll die," Katie told Chris.
"And I'll break out in hives," Sadie added. "It's true!"
"This cannot be happening," Gwen muttered.
"But it is," Dean sighed.
"Come on, guys," Owen encouraged as he hugged Gwen, Tyler, Dean and Millie. "It'll be fun. It's like a big sleepover!"
"At least you don't have to sleep next to him," Tyler whispered as he motioned to Duncan, who was rubbing a deer's head with his fist.
"And you guys don't have to sleep next to her," Millie whispered back as she motioned to Lacey, who was twirling a chain around as she eyed the others. Dean and Gwen just shared a look. "Here's the deal," Chris explained. "We're gonna split you into four teams. If I call your name out, go stand over there. Gwen, Trent, Heather, Cody, Lindsay, Olivia, Elias, Chase, Beth, Sarah, Lucas, Katie, Lacey, Owen, Rose, Carly, Leshawna, Max, Izzy, Corey, Helen, Justin, Alan, Echo and 'Dumb' Damien."
"Hey!" 'Dumb' Damien complained.
"From this moment on, you are officially known as..." Chris passed the team a green flag. "The Screaming Gophers!"
"Yeah!" Owen cheered. "I'm a Gopher! WHOO!"
"Rock on, Gophers!" Helen and Corey added.
"Wait," Katie noted, "What about Sadie?"
"The next team, over here," Chris ordered. "Geoff, Bridgette, DJ, Dakota, Sam, MK, Staci, Leonard, B, Courtney, Scott, Caleb, Emma, Duncan, Austin, Dawn, Julia, Wayne, Raj, Nichelle, Lightning, Luna and Harold. You shall be known as..." He passed the team a yellow flag. "The Toxic Rats!"
"It's awesome!" Harold gushed. "It's, like, amazing!"
"Yeah," Sam agreed. "Totally cool."
"Let's move onto the third team," Chris continued. "Noah, Dave, Ella, Sugar, Alejandro, Tyler, Sadie, Priya, Millie, Ezekiel, Shawn, Sky, Dean, Eva, Melody, Beardo, Lauren, Bryan, Destiny, Greg, Lara, Blainley, Paul, Ethan and Jo. Move, move, move!"
"But Katie's a Gopher!" Sadie protested. "I have to be a Gopher!"
"Sadie, was it?" Sky assured her. "Come on. It'll be okay." She led her away. "This is so unfair!" Sadie cried out. "I miss you, Katie!"
"I miss you, too!" Katie sniffled.
"You guys will be officially known as..." Chris announced after passing them a red flag, "The Confused Bears!"
"I'm sorry, what?" Dave wondered.
"Yay!" Lara cheered. "A cute teddy bear as our mascot!"
"The rest of you, over here," Chris ordered. "Sierra, Cameron, Brick, Nikki, Laney, Keith, Jane, Anne-Maria, Sol, Zee, Amy, Samey, Ripper, Scarlett, Topher, Helga, Rodney, Jasmine, Valerie, 'Smart' Damien, Phoebe, Shane, Zoey, Mike and Axel. You guys shall be known as..." He passed them a purple flag. "The Frogs of Death!"
"Wicked!" Nikki chuckled.
"Alright, campers. You and your team will be on-camera in all public areas during this competition."
Confessional: Chris
He was sitting in an outhouse. "You will also be able to share your innermost thoughts on tape with video diaries anytime you want. Let the audience at home know what you're really thinking, or just get something off your chest."
Confessional: Gwen (Screaming Gophers)
"Um, okay. So far, this stinks."
Confessional: Samey (Frogs of Death)
"This is so unfair. I auditioned for Total Drama to get away from Amy."
Confessional: Lindsay (Screaming Gophers)
Her back was to the camera. "I don't get it. Where's the camera guy?"
Confessional: Millie (Confused Bears)
She was writing in a notebook. "Oh, sorry. I was just writing my thesis paper on the epic fail that is my generation. Let's just say I have a lot of working material here. Maybe I should get another notebook."
Confessional: Loon
It was putting on some lipstick when it noticed the camera.
Confessional: Jane (Frogs of Death)
"It stinks that I have that baboon Keith to worry about. But I'd rather deal with him than let Sky deal with him. At the very least, I can keep him in line."
Confessional: Owen (Screaming Gophers)
"Hey, everyone. Check this out. I have something very important to say." He let out a fart and laughed afterwards.
End Confessionals
"Alright," Chris continued, "Any questions? Cool. Let's find your cabins." He motioned to four large cabins, with each of them having a team flag in front of them. "Teams, go enter your respective cabins." The door opened to one of the cabins. "Bunk beds?" Heather wondered. "Isn't this a little...summer camp?"
"That's the idea, genius," Gwen remarked as she entered the cabin.
"Shut it, Weird Goth Girl."
"So, you wanna bunk together, Carly?" Rose offered.
"Okay," Carly nervously replied.
"With me, Livvy?" Helen suggested.
"Sure thing," Olivia agreed.
"You, me, top, bottom," Lacey firmly told Sarah.
"Meh," Sarah shrugged.
"Gentle, aren't you?" Gwen sarcastically told her.
"You're so smart," Cody commented as he walked up to her. "I feel that."
"What are you doing here?" Lacey inquired. "Shouldn't you be on the boys' side?" Cody just gave a sheepish grin. A moment later, Leshawna winced as she saw Lacey tossing Cody out the door. "Maybe you should've gotten permission first," Echo sweetly advised him as she walked past.
"We seriously have to sleep here?" Dave moaned as he entered the Bears' cabin.
"I don't think it's too bad, eh?" Ezekiel told him. "I once slept on a bed of hay."
"That's nothing," Paul boasted. "I have to sleep on the garage floor."
"You're joking, right?" Dave asked him.
"I'm not the type of person that kids around." Paul suddenly tripped over a large lump. He turned to see Dean sound asleep and snoring on the floor of the cabin. "It's gonna be a long competition," Paul moaned.
On the girls' side of the Bears' cabin, Priya was about to sit on a bed. "Top bunk's mine," Eva sternly told her after putting her bag on the top bunk, making it bend a bit from the weight.
"Okay," Priya decided, "I'll go over there."
"Whatever."
"You mind if we share a bunk, Eva?" Sky suggested. "Athlete to athlete?" Eva just stared at her. "Um, I'll take that as a yes," Sky said before sitting down on the bottom bunk. Priya moved to another bed. "Do you scream in your sleep?" Lauren suddenly asked her from the top bunk.
"No," Priya replied with confusion.
"Huh. We'll see." Priya was about to say something when she suddenly noticed Melody sitting next to her. "AH!" she screamed with fright. "Okay, that bed's taken. Moving on!" Priya was about to put her bag onto another bed when Sugar pushed her aside. "This one's mine!" Sugar barked out after jumping onto the bed.
"Hey, Priya," Millie offered. "You can bunk with me."
"Thanks, Millie," Priya sighed. She laid down on the bottom bunk but it suddenly fold up, smooshing her. "Oh," Millie moaned as she saw her. "Do you need help?"
"I really do," Priya muffled. On the boys' side of the Frogs' cabin, the boys were sorting out sleeping arraignments. "I call dibs on the bed by the window!" Ripper barked out.
"Whatever," Keith scoffed. "I'll take a bed without the window."
"Here's one," Shane offered. Keith shoved him aside and laid down on the bottom bunk. "Okay," Brick continued, "Who's bunking with who?"
"I'll pair up with Damien," Shane suggested after getting to his feet. "That work for you?"
"Sure thing, man," 'Smart' Damien replied.
"Cameron and I can bunk," Rodney said. "Of course, he'll have to take the top."
"Good," Brick agreed. "Ripper, whichever bunk you won't take I'll take. Sound good?"
"No," Ripper argued, "I want whichever one you want! Maybe we should fight for it!"
"Calm down, dude. Just pick a bunk and I'll make due with what's left."
"Or you could bunk with me," Topher offered.
"Fine. That'll do."
"Ha!" Ripper boasted. "Good call! You know better than to mess with an alfalfa male!"
"Idiot," Keith muttered under his breath.
"Guess that means we're sharing, Sol," Zee said.
"But what about Mike?" Cameron wondered.
"He'll have to settle with Mister Alfalfa because I'm not sharing," Keith decided.
"Well, I ain't sharing, either!" Ripper argued.
"There aren't any more bunks, guys," Shane pointed out, "So can you just-?"
"I don't think it's gonna be a problem," Sol spoke up. "Come look outside." Shane and Brick poked their heads out the window to see Mike sleeping on a tree branch. "Okay," Brick slowly spoke up. "Everything's square here."
"Where are the outlets?" Lindsay asked from the Gopher cabin. "I have to plug in my straightening iron."
"There are some in the communal bathrooms, just along the way," Chris informed her.
"Communal bathrooms? But I'm not Catholic."
"Not communion. Communal."
"It means we shower together," Gwen informed Lindsay before adding, "Idiot." Lindsay started to tear up. "Aw!" she moaned, making Gwen cover her ears. "No! Come on!" Owen, Trent, Alan and Max looked outside to see what was happening. "I'm glad we're in our own cabin with just guys," Owen said, "You know what I mean?" He noticed Trent, Alan and Max giving him an odd stare. "I mean, no! I didn't mean it like that! I LOVE chicks! I just don't wanna sleep near them. Oh, I mean-"
"Relax, dude," Alan told him. "It's the twenty-first century. No one's gonna judge your preferences."
"Indeed," Max agreed. "TRUE EVIL holds no prejudice."
"Excuse me, Chris?" Geoff spoke up. "Is there a chaperone of any kind in this facility?"
"Chaperones were invented by my great-great-great-great aunt Cassidy," Staci rambled. "Before her, kids would run off on their own and get hurt. So sad." She noticed Wayne and Raj trying to get in at the same time. "Come on, hockey dudes," Lightning told them. "Lightning needs to unpack."
"You're all sixteen years old," Chris told them. "Well, actually, one's as old as a dinosaur..."
"I heard that, McLean!" Blainley lashed back.
"But the age of a counselor-in-training at a regular summer camp regardless. So, other than myself, you'll be unsupervised. You've got half an hour to unpack and meet me back at the main lodge, starting now."
"Nice!" Geoff commented. A blood-curling scream caught everyone off-guard. Leshawna, Gwen, Valerie, Duncan, DJ, Tyler, Dawn and Elias peeked inside the Gopher cabin. "Man, that white girl can scream," Leshawna noted.
"What is it?!" Lindsay demanded as she stood on a chair. "Kill it! Kill it!" A cockroach scurried around the floor. DJ jumped up in fright and crashed onto a bed. "That was my bed," Gwen said. Elias and Leshawna tried to stomp on the bug while Valerie, Beth, Heather and Dakota crawled up onto the beds. The cockroach scurried over to Duncan, who held up an ax. "Help me," the bug squeaked out. Dawn scooped up the bug just before Duncan swung the ax down. "Easy, little creature," she told it. "You're safe now."
"That's one way to take care of a cockroach," Gwen noted. "Though I would've preferred the ax."
"If you ever see one of those again," Tyler told Lindsay, "Just let me know, okay? 'Cause, you know, I can do that, too." Lindsay smiled in response. "They always go for the jocks," Duncan scoffed.
"At least it's not someone like Ripper, huh?" Elias chuckled. Later, the group was in the main lodge. "Listen up!" a man with a chef's apron and hat barked out. "I serve it three times a day, and you'll eat it three times a day! Grab your tray, get your food, and sit your butts down NOW!"
"Excuse me," Beth spoke up, "Will be getting all the major food groups?" She and Harold took their trays. "Yeah," Harold continued, "'Cause I get hypoglycemic real bad if I don't get enough sugar."
"You'll get a whole lotta SHUT THE HELL UP!" Chef yelled out, making him run off.
"Have a cow," Rodney muttered to Helga.
"What was that?! Come closer, big guy. I didn't hear you!"
"Uh, I didn't say anything important."
"I'm sure you didn't." Helga glanced at Rodney, who just gave a sheepish smile. She simply slapped him on the back of the head, knocking him out. "Glupyy mal'chik," she muttered as she dragged Rodney away by the foot.
"What, all business and no pleasure?" Noah teased as he and Dave grabbed their trays.
"You," Chef told them, "Scrawny kids. Gimme your plates." He scooped some brown sludge onto their trays. It attached itself back onto the spoon, making Chef fling it back onto the tray. "Is it too late to update my will?" Dave whispered to Noah before walking off.
"What's up, girl?" Leshawna asked Lacey. However, Lacey just stared at her and left without a response. "Oh, it's gonna be like that, is it?" Leshawna thought.
"NEXT!" Chef barked out.
"Excuse me," Lindsay told Chef, "My nutritionist says I shouldn't eat any white sugar, white flour or, like, dairy." Chef just crushed a fly in his hand. "I don't think that's gonna be a problem," Gwen told her as her food squirmed.
"Cool," Lindsay replied before leaving.
"Okay, I hate to be predictable and complain on the first day, but I think mine just moved." Chef simply whacked the tray with a mallet. "Right," Gwen nervously replied, now covered with the brown slop. "Okay, then." Later, everyone was sitting at the tables with their food. "Welcome to the main lodge," Chris announced once he entered the room.
"Yo, my man," Geoff spoke up, "Can we order a pizza?" A butcher's knife flew by and landed by the door frame. "Whoa!" Geoff gasped. "It's cool, G!" Chef glared at them while holding another sharp knife. "Brown slop is cool! Right, guys?"
"Long live the brown slop," Valerie nervously replied as everyone else either ducked down or nodded in agreement.
"Your first challenge begins...in one hour!" Chris announced before leaving.
"What do you think they'll make us do?" Bryan nervously gulped.
"It's our first challenge," Scott sneered. "How hard can it be?" Later, everyone was standing on a huge cliff. "Oh, mierda," Lucas cursed.
"My thoughts exactly," Nikki agreed.
Okay! The first episode in this humongous season is here! Gen 1, Gen 2, Gen 3, Gen 4 (The 2023 cast), the cast from LaCuevademisgostos' 'Chaotic Camp' story and my OCs competing all competing together! (And in this AU, everyone is 16 years old, save for Jane, who is 18, and Blainley, who is...about as old as Chris, if I had to guess.) Now, I'm not gonna lie; quite a few of these chapters will be lengthy, like this one. But I think it'll be well worth it. So, most of this episode focused on the intros of the cast, and I'm sure you can tell a few of the roles of some of the cast.
Oh, just a reminder before I get in too deep with this story. All the characters from the TD universe, along with Corey and Laney, belong to the guys that created Total Drama and Grojband, respectively.
The OCs Alan, Carly, Bryan, Rose, Olivia, Helen, Lacey, Lucas, Sarah, Elias, 'Dumb' Damien, Paul, Melody, Ethan, Valerie, Anthony, Lara, Shane, Dean, Nikki and the adaptations of Keith and Jane belong to LaCuevademisgustos.
The OCs Sol, Luna, Phoebe, Austin, Destiny, Greg, Helga and Echo belong to me, Dunsparce519.
The next episode will plunge you straight into the jaws of suspense! And perhaps a shark or two. Until next time, enjoy and have a good day.