"Hector, are you sure you are choosing the right people?" Chef walks together with Hector.

"I'm choosing for potential. Not on how much they are fun for Total Drama." Hector sips from a glass of fruit juice. It looks expensive enough.
"I believe I've chosen some interesting bunch."


TV STATIC.

In a dark room, a camera turns on and we see a person writing on a paper. The person uses a candle to help him look at what he is writing. The person then looks at the camera and sighs.
Dark blue dyed messy hair, pale skin, bushy eyebrows, a black nose piercing, and a black beanie. His nails were painted in black and he has baggy eyes. He is 182 cm tall and has a fit but subtle fit on his body. Wears a black sweater with each sleeve being pushed to his elbows, black jeans, and black combat boots. He also has a tattoo of a skull with heart eyes on his left arm.

"What… is… life?" He says with a sad tone. "It could be someone happy getting their dream job, it could be someone making havoc because their feelings weren't reciprocated or…" He makes a dramatic pause. "It could also be about two men in a relationship… that couldn't work out. It's because life can be cruel. It can be deceitful. It can be TRAGIC! IT CAN BE-!"

Suddenly, someone opened the teen's door and a woman in her thirties entered and put the light on the teenager's room. "Drew! Dinner is almost ready!"

"M-mom!" He said, voice dramatic now returned to normal. "I'm doing my audition for Total Drama!"

"Well, at least you are doing something that is not wailing in your room. Anyways, be quick!" She closes the door.

The teenager, Drew, sighs. "Welp, dramatics failed. Drew Okubou, is an aspiring writer for dramatic romance tragedy... Um… yeah I can do more of that on the show. I may not have a specific strategy as of now, but you know how dramatic teenagers can be, especially for a million dollars. A lot of inspiration for my creativity." He chuckles. "Um... that doesn't mean I'm a bad person... But I think I need to be as discreet as possible when it comes to being too noticed. You can tell that I will show that I can be a strategist when the time comes." He smirks. And then looks down.

"But… a part of me also wants to see if someone out there does wanna be my friend…" He looks at the floor sadly. "We shall see…"

After that, he goes after the camera and turns it off.


DREW OKUBOU – THE ROMANTIC EMO [BY: Ficho]
STRENGTH: 11
DEXTERITY: 8
CONSTITUTION: 13
INTELLIGENCE: 8
WISDOM: 17
LUCK: 8
CHARISMA: 12

WILLPOWER: 4

Drew Okubou grew up in a normal household, however, his family was always kinda weirded out by him because he would always talk about how life can be sad. They thought he had depression, but in reality, Drew just liked to write about sad scenes and other stuff relating to tragic romance. That's why he decided to join the writing club at his school to express his talent and emotions. Whenever he likes what he is writing, he tends to cry a lot. And he won't stop unless someone calls him out and he gets embarrassed when that happens.

And when a show called Total Drama caught his attention, he decided to apply to see if he could get more inspiration from the drama that some people can do. Maybe even he will do some dramatics to see if he can have that flare of inspiration…

"I can't believe it." Drew sat by his chair, reading a mail from the family computer. He prefers writing on paper, and he doesn't have a working computer of his own. It's one of the few times he's not in his room romantic however dramatic love stories of men.

"What's that, Drew?" His mother looks at what the emo is reading. Drew start hyperventilating and then starts crying by the emotion.
"Drew… What happened?"
"Congratulations Drew, you were selected for the new season of Total Drama! You'll have to be present at Gardenia Dock in one week. You'll compete together with other 17 people on the Island of The Colossus. The full participation lasts 9 weeks."

"One week! It's so soon! I can't believe it…" Drew dries his tears as his expression changes.
"I don't know what will happen by then...

"Drew. This is a lifetime experience. Whether you'll win it or not, you'll learn something from it, right?" His mother tries to calm him down the best she could. "Get your clothes ironed, I already have lots of things to do today."

"Uh… Yeah. I guess I have to bring something else too…" Drew thought of the new story he was trying to write.


TV STATIC.

The camera turns on, showing an elegantly dressed man sitting inside an expensive-looking mansion on a couch. Overall the style is modern, but not necessarily minimalist, there are more than a few plants and trinkets for an eye to linger on. The room seems to be clear of any other people.

"Bon soir," The man begins after clearing his throat."My name is Dorian Trudeau, of the "Picky Princess Co.". I'm auditioning for your show mostly to prove to my dumbass brother that you don't have to be a sneaky backstabber to win - don't make that face, Sebastian…"

Dorian is slightly taller than average at 175 cm tall, and is of a slender build, although he does have a bit of muscle on him. He has pale skin and his pitch-black hair frames his face in loose, windswept curls that reach just below his ears. He usually tries to sweep his hair back. He has thin, fine features, with a sharp jawline, straight nose, and usually narrowed dark blue eyes - partially because his eyesight is not the best. He has a singular stud earring in his left ear with a tiny ruby. He wears a black silk vest with matte black floral embroidery, a slate grey button-up shirt with sleeves rolled up and top button undone, and a loose raspberry-colored tie. The look is complete with a pair of dark gray pants with lighter pinstripes and black dress shoes.

He adds with a playful smirk, looking somewhere behind the camera.

"If you accept me - I shall be the best TV you could hope for and I have prepared many iconic soundbites already inspired by legends such as Tiffany New York Pollard, Joan Rivers, and Bianca Del Rio. If you don't - I shall make sure your filming locations get daily check-ups from FDA, OSHA, and whatever other authorities I can think of. Thank you for your consideration."


DORIAN TRUDEAU – THE HEIR [BY: Asmodea Lundenberg/Bog Kat]
STRENGTH: 5
DEXTERITY: 6
CONSTITUTION: 10
INTELLIGENCE: 17
WISDOM: 16
LUCK: 19
CHARISMA: 2

WILLPOWER: 5

Dorian Trudeau is the younger of the Trudeau brothers, children of the owners of "Picky Princess Co." food company, an international conglomerate. Dorian's brother Sebastian, the elder of the two, was designated as the heir, and as such, was subjected to rigorous training since birth, destined to take over the company. Dorian was, comparatively, left completely to his own devices. A long time passed since then. He's left with his own devices with his brother, as his parents passed in an airplane crash towards Japan, to manage an entire business. And with their combined strengths, they could make the company a powerhouse.

Dorian is extremely blunt and direct, preferring to always get to the point of the matter, rather than beat around the bush. He's very confident and not afraid to step up to just about any challenge. At the same time, he is such a bad liar he just never bothers to lie, preferring to deal in half-truths if need be.

The thought of a vacation barely even crossed Dorian's mind, and yet, when he saw the promotion of that new reality show, he couldn't help but go up to his brother. The deal was struck, the bet was made, and both Trudeaus were grinning. Looks like at least one of them was about to prove them right…


"Congratulations Dorian, you were selected for the new season of Total Drama! You'll have to be present at Gardenia Dock in one week. You'll compete together with other 17 people on the Island of The Colossus. The full participation lasts 9 weeks.

PS: Don't expect me to follow your wants. I have my connections too. We're just in two opposite fields here."

"That's… huh. It's obvious why they chose me." Dorian smirks, as he receives the mail on his computer. "Why would Hector respond to me like that? Does he know me but I don't? Of course, he did. I auditioned for a reason."

The room he's in has an eerie air around it.

"Sebastian said he was on some business matters… And couldn't bring me with him. I'll send him a message right away. I'll be preparing all my luggage."

"Butlers! Over here!" Dorian rings a small bell, as he begins.


TV STATIC.

The camera shows a classroom. A girl can be seen adjusting her bow tie in front of the whiteboard. A guy is heard from outside the view "Yep, you're all set Ki-Ki."

"Excellent." Kiori clears her throat and stands confidently. She is a girl with light skin, a button nose, and cyan eyes. She has a feathered bob cut that she dyed a light pastel cyan. Skinny, but also somewhat curvy, particularly around the hips. Has a pair of half-frame glasses that rest on her nose. A plissé magenta button-up shirt with long sleeves, a big mint-colored bowtie with dark polka dots on it, and form-fitting blue jeans.

"Hello to you all, my name is Kiori Toshinari, and I would like to apply for the upcoming season of Total Drama. I suppose you are wondering why you should accept me. Well then, allow me to 'informucate' you!" Kiori snaps her fingers to cue Brent, the one outside the camera view, to turn on a projector. She then steps over to the left to give a better view of the screen as the lights turn off.

"Ah-HEM. As you can see, I have listed a number of my past achievements on the screen. I have 'particitaken' in numerous school projects, organized a 'numbertude' of fundraisers, and have never missed a day of class. Neither snow nor rain, I will always remain! " As she says that last bit, she strikes a dorky pose. "Thank you very much for your time and consideration, and I hope you decide me as a worthy addition. Ta-Ta!"

She ends the audition with a dorky salute. At that moment, the lights suddenly turn back on, startling Kiori, and the door is opened on the right, revealing a middle-aged janitor. He doesn't notice Kiori at first and starts shouting at Brent.

"Hey! What the hell are ya doing in here, kid? School's out for the day, get out 'ta here! If yer gonna jack off, at least go do it in yer…" The janitor's voice trails off as he notices Kiori. She's smiling as if nothing just happened, yet if looks could kill, that poor janitor would be six feet under right now "Oh shoot, Miss Toshinari! I-I am so sorry, I… I didn't know you were here. I… err… d- g- go on with uh, wh-whatever it was yer doin' here. Have a good day!"

With that, the poor janitor hastily makes his exit, closing the door. His footsteps can be heard rapidly fading. Throughout this, Kiori has remained perfectly still, the calm expression never faltering.

"Brent?" Kiori looked at Brent. The atmosphere got dim suddenly.

"Yes, Kiori?"

TV STATIC.


KIORI TOSHINARI – THE CLASS REP. [BY: GrimmReader444]
STRENGTH: 3
DEXTERITY: 7
CONSTITUTION: 5
INTELLIGENCE: 20
WISDOM: 17
LUCK: 8
CHARISMA: 12

WILLPOWER: 4

Kiori is one of the brightest minds of her generation. She's been getting straight A's in her classes since she was 5. So it's often a surprise to people when they first meet her and realize that she's a total dork! For all her brilliance, she tends to be super quirky and out there, what with her often combining words to sound more refined and she's fully confident in it too! The ones that do... well, they don't ever seem to stick around long. She'll usually let the first few snide comments slide with a warning and a smile, but push her buttons too much and... you don't wanna know.

The boy helping her is Brenton Shin, Kiori's childhood bestie and confidante. When they were both 7 years old, Brent's family had to move out from Japan to Oregon. Kiori was able to keep in touch with him despite this, and after a few months she managed to figure out what neighborhood he was living in through little clues she picked up in their chats. Two weeks later, she was able to convince her parents to move to that same neighborhood and be reunited with her bestie.

Kiori cares a lot about Brent. Their relationship is platonic for now, but she would not complain if they started dating. She's mostly pretty lenient regarding mockery towards her, but if you insult Brent in her earshot... Omae Wa Mou Shindeiru.

"Heh-heh-heh... I guess we'll have to wait and see, right?"


"What's that on your mail?" Brent pointed something on the screen as Kiori dragged her arrow on it.

"Congratulations Kiori, you were selected for the new season of Total Drama! You'll have to be present at Gardenia Dock in one week. You'll compete together with other 17 people on the Island of The Colossus. The full participation lasts 9 weeks.

PS: I know what happened to that janitor in your audition. Kindly, your game won't work on me. Try that and I'll sue you for defamation. And also I'll ruin your whole academic reputation."

Kiori has the same kind of gaze she always has.

"We already did research Hector together, right?" Brent looked at the page he bookmarked that lists some things about Hector.
"He is way, way beyond your weight class."

"So?" Kiori dorkily does a wink.

"Kiori. We already talked about this. From what we know, Hector won the show he competed in, The Mansion Slam, by having an extremely strong social game, while he was on the weakest teams most of the time. But his merge game is what led to his victory, and we saw his clips. He's terrifying when above everyone else. I know you can do your thing where any obstacle you face will phase away, but… please…"

"Ugh. Alright! Fine." Kiori sighs in a rather silly way. This leaves Brent worried.


TV STATIC.

A girl walks near an ice skating ring arena. She has wavy, raven-black hair, reaching halfway down her back. She has olive-colored skin, with Hazel colored eyes. Her nose is a little smaller than most people's and she has a birthmark of a star on her right shoulder; as well as a thin scar from her left ear to the left side of her mouth. She is 177 cm tall. She wears a blue jacket, with the logo of her sports club across the front, with a grey shirt underneath with the words "I Nearly Died, And All I Got Was This Shirt". A pair of skinny blue jeans with a brown Prada belt. A pair of plain, ordinary black socks, and a pair of blue and green sneakers.

"Hi! I'm Westminster Smith. People know me for my ice skating! Been doing that since I was little."

"Look, I bring two things to the table: drama and a story." She stops walking, seriously posing for the camera.
"For one, I don't run from fights. If people want to start judging me or wanna fight me, I will HAPPILY match that energy. And if they wanna be friends, I can match that energy too. I'm an energy-matcher for everyone! I'll be their best rival!" She does another pose.

"And two? I've been trying to win a competition for ages now. Miss "Eternally Silver" winning for once? Audiences would eat that up! Besides, who doesn't like ice skating?"

"I'm waiting for your call, Total Drama, you have a perfect candidate right here!" She walks away proudly, waving off.


WESTMINSTER "SILVER" SMITH – THE ICE SKATER [From: RockingGalOfTheArchive/RockinGall]
STRENGTH: 15
DEXTERITY: 16
CONSTITUTION: 13
INTELLIGENCE: 12
WISDOM: 10
LUCK: 1
CHARISMA: 13

WILLPOWER: 4

When Westminster was seven, her parents took her to the ice rink for her birthday, and from the second she stepped onto the ice, she was hooked on it. Since then, she had begged her parents to bring her to the rink to practice, and when she was old enough, at twelve, she begged them to let her compete. They finally relented a year later and found her a club. That year, she competed in her first-ever competition and came in second place.

By the time she turned sixteen, she had near wins under her belt, but still no Gold. This earned her the nickname "Silver" at her club. Despite that, she was on track to compete at the Junior Olympics, when during the finals of the Cactus Classic, one of the blades of her skates came off mid-jump, and when she fell during the landing, her face landed right onto the blade, leaving a long scar from the top of her left ear to her mouth.

Because of this, she decided to take a break from ice skating for a while and applied to this show as a bit of a distraction. Will she slide through the competition with ease or will she be cursed with another close finish?

A good skater on her own, but everyone who knows her knows that Westminster has a bit of an attitude problem, and she is known to talk back and doesn't hesitate to give sass.


"Congratulations Silver, you were selected for the new season of Total Drama! You'll have to be present at Gardenia Dock in one week. You'll compete together with other 17 people on the Island of The Colossus. The full participation lasts 9 weeks."

"Great! I can't believe I'm in this!" Silver bounces in amazement.
"A week, huh? What else I can do this week?"

"I might need to play the first actions I have to do while I'm there." She looks at her skating shoes.

"…Should I bring… those… Hm."

She stands up, rising from whatever pulled her down.

"No matter what, I'll face all challenges! Bring it on!"


TV STATIC.

A girl sits on her knees near several pots containing flowers. She has a big ribbon that she keeps on her head. She wears an orange flowery blouse with frilly short sleeves, paired with tennis shorts of a more intense orange. There is a pin on her shirt. She wears dark ruby red slippers, paired with light socks. She's a short, thin girl, who has wavy blonde hair, and green eyes.

"I'm June! Flowers are my best friends. They don't judge me, and I can take care of, uh... them! Plants are where I'm best at."

June patiently plants some tulips. They are all yellow or red.

"I want to become stronger, and so, I'm trying for Total Drama! I know this show is known to destroy minds and bodies, but... Uhm, they say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. And I don't think anyone died so far... except for… interns? So yeah! Uh, Me for Total Drama..."

Birds chirp as the camera still rolls on. June blinks as she keeps on smiling for the camera, planting several sunflowers by herself. She slowly, but surely, plants them one by one.

Someone is heard.

"That's it? June, you can do better than that!"

"But I'm not even sure I will get in! And- oh no! The camera is still on! I hope you can consider me!"


JUNE BONNIE CAROLINE – THE FLORAL GIRL
STRENGTH: 3
DEXTERITY: 20
CONSTITUTION: 7
INTELLIGENCE: 15
WISDOM: 17
LUCK: 15
CHARISMA: 3

WILLPOWER: 2

June has always been alone while she tends to her flowers, but that didn't bother her. She likes to be by herself because she has doubts and anxiety about talking to people. She has few friends, with whom she has strong ties. While her parents are rich CEOs, she wasn't forced into anything, as by being the 4th among sisters, she was not obligated to anything. She has older sisters, March, April, and May, with March being the eldest and the heir of the company, which is about gardening.

She wishes to be stronger, as she cannot have her sisters defend her forever when it's needed. And while she tends to look happy, she's usually the first one to dismiss odd chances. This doesn't make her the best business person, as she tends to play very safe.

Flowers weren't the first thing she had ever come across. In particular, her ribbon and bow collection has over 1000 different colors or shapes, and she has one for every occasion. And when I mean every occasion… Every occasion. Yes.

Her sister wonders why she chose something that could be extremely dangerous for her. For anything, they thought she would play on those gardening shows!


June looks at her laptop confused.

"Congratulations June, you were selected for the new season of Total Drama! You'll have to be present at Gardenia Dock in one week. You'll compete together with other 17 people on the Island of The Colossus. The full participation lasts 9 weeks.

PS: You're not the only one with ribbons. I am not responsible for any damage caused by this fact."

"What the heck? What does Hector mean by this?" March reads the message. Then again, then once more.

"Uh, I think I should be careful… I think." June Bonnie puts her laptop aside as she starts thinking about what to bring with her.

"You think? June, if I know one thing about Hector, it's that he's serious when he talks like that."

"Isn't he closer to May's age though? He's just a year older than me." Bonnie looks at a pastel shirt she had in her wardrobe.

"Does that even matter? This means we have many influential people in the show for some reason. Is the show failing and they're trying to get as many sponsors as they can?" March waves her hands wildly.

"March, I think that's called overreacting." June sighs.
"And where are-"

"Shopping overseas in Paris."
"Sweetie, if you ever end up in a situation where would you pull the plug…"
"You're on your own. That will be your responsibility, and not of us sisters." March leaves June's room, leaving her confused.


TV STATIC.

The camera opens up in a dimly lit room where we find ourselves staring at a chair currently facing away from the camera.
The chair slowly spins around, revealing a girl with a gold anaconda with bronze patterns draped across her shoulders. She's a heavily tattooed girl, slim and slightly curvy. Her skin is of an espresso color, and purple eyes pop out from her wavy black hair. She wears a black buttoned-up vest with silver buttons and a purple collar, a black top hat with a purple rim and sash, a gold cloak, a pair of silver earrings, a gold necklace with black skull accessories, light and dark tan pants, and a pair of heeled boots.

"Greetings. My name is Aurora Jean-Baptiste. And this is Solomon. Why am I doing this show, you may ask? For all the outcasts, of course. In my community, I'm viewed as a freak; the cursed child that brings shame and fear to all that cross her." She stomps her hand on the desk.

"But those who truly know me know the brave soul who doesn't let hatred and apathy get to her. Someone willing to stand on her own two feet and tell the world, 'Look at me, I'm beautiful.' Many will tell you I'm dangerous…" She gets ahold of a voodoo doll.

"That I favor death and depravity and cause all who swarm around me to be damned to oblivion. But to those people, I say, 'Get a f*ing life.' I may be brash and a bit wily, but I'm cunning and won't let anyone stand in my way."

"So if you're interested in a freak like me, please select me for Total Drama. Mèsi."


AURORA JEAN-BAPTISTE – THE VOODOO P.I.T. [From ZNBT/zarian_84059]
STRENGTH: 11
DEXTERITY: 12
CONSTITUTION:14
INTELLIGENCE: 15
WISDOM: 16
LUCK: [THE CHARACTER BY DESIGN IS UNPREDICTABLE BY NATURE]
CHARISMA: 20

WILLPOWER: 4

Since the day of her birth, Aurora's life has been filled with strife and anguish. On what should've been a joyous occasion instead was a day many believed a curse was placed upon her and her family, due to her unnatural purple eyes, especially when several bad omens occurred afterward. But her parents didn't see her as a cursed child, they saw the true creative and emphatic soul that was their daughter, and various members of the community rallied to her to protect her from those who labeled her as a child possessed by the devil.

She became something of a minor icon to shunned and unaccepted, thanks to her originality. While many continue to view her as a danger and a freak, she stands her ground and accepts herself, her faults and all.

Aurora's wild, free, and a bit dangerous. SHe has a deep love for the dark arts and the Vodun Religion, and takes up various practices and rituals There were even those who were convinced she was possessed by unnatural forces, due to the strange color of her eyes, and while her parents protected her, many wanted her to be taken away because they believe she was a danger to those around her. But rather than let all that hatred break her spirits, it propelled her to prove them wrong and fight for those who are viewed as unnatural or dangerous for petty and vindictive reasons.

Why Total Drama though?


"Congratulations Aurora, you were selected for the new season of Total Drama! You'll have to be present at Gardenia Dock in one week. You'll compete together with other 17 people on the Island of The Colossus. The full participation lasts 9 weeks."

"PS:"

The post scriptum seems to be illegible. There's a strange vibe coming from the mail.

"Oh no." Aurora shuts down her computer.

"If he cast anything on me, he has to face me and Solomon!"

"I tried everything on him. But it seems he has his defenses! But I won't be giving up easily." She puts her spices and other remedies on her backpacks.

"Solomon, next week we'll see if he gets the last laugh…"


TV STATIC.

A boy stands in a junkyard, piles of trash are lying around, and a garbage truck can be seen moving about in the background. He's Otis. He is a lightly freckled young man with auburn hair, styled in a mullet that reaches his shoulders, his bangs how obscuring most of his blue-gray eyes. He stands at 6ft tall and has a brawny body build. He wears a black sleeveless shirt, with an open blue plaid shirt with the sleeves ripped off over it worn as a vest. He wears a pair of baggy faded jeans held on by a belt, and work boots, as well as a pair of black safety gloves.

"Uh, Howdy. My name's Otis Boone. I believe I could make quite the cool fit for your show. My dad's employees are constantly quitting, or just not showing up to work, so I skip out on school a lot to fill in for 'em. You need quite the constitution to be a garbage man like myself. No matter the weather, the garbage needs to be taken out and somebody's gotta do it."

He shrugs briefly, unbothered. "It's good work, but most people just can't handle the smells. I dunno." He briefly glances around, "I live next to this place, and it doesn't bother me at all... Some might call that impressive… I mean, I wouldn't it's just normal what-have-you to me. But some people say that, so... Yeah... Anyways..."

He points back at the garbage truck behind him with his thumb, "As much as the old man's employees hate showing up for work, he hates paying 'em about just as much. I want to buy a motorcycle; he doesn't want to pay me, I can't make money, so no motorcycle. Kinda at a standstill right now, yup."

Otis chuckles, "That's why I want on your show bad, even if I don't win, spending the summer away from home, I'll come back to my Pa begging me to return to work hahaha!"

He stands there silent for a few moments too long; he clicks his tongue "What about it I guess? Just throw your grossest challenges at me, whatever it is I can take it no sweat!"

He gives the camera a thumbs-up and turns it off.


OTIS BOONE – THE TRUANT [BY: ComplicatedYetSimple/NotVerySmart]
STRENGTH: 10
DEXTERITY: 10
CONSTITUTION: 20
INTELLIGENCE: 1
WISDOM: 7
LUCK: 17
CHARISMA: 8

WILLPOWER: 5

Otis comes from a humble background, he lives in the Appellation Mountains and is a bit of a country boy/hillbilly. His father owns the local waste management company.

Unable to keep employees for long he often drafts Otis into missing school to fill in as a garbage man. Otis doesn't mind missing school, as he's going to inherit his dad's company and is being trained from a young age how to do it so he doesn't need the school education. He's made fun of by his classmates for being a garbage man, so he's not the most sociable of people.

He's become quite durable since then, having to work in cold/hot/stormy weather doesn't bother him much, and he's essentially immune to bad smells and grossness.

He is a very stoic person, unbothered by most things or people. He's a very easygoing person, a bit socially awkward but he's confident and honest with people. Not the best at talking, he prefers to be the silent listener type. He gets anxious if he doesn't have anything productive to do. He's a hard worker who works at a steady pace, it might be a bit slower than what others will like, but he won't stop to rest until after the work is complete, "slow and steady wins the race".


Otis checks the potato computer that his father has in his office.

"Congratulations Otis, you were selected for the new season of Total Drama! You'll have to be present at Gardenia Dock in one week. You'll compete together with other 17 people on the Island of The Colossus. The full participation lasts 9 weeks."

"One week! Aw… I have to handle one more week, and then I can have a vacation." Otis instantly logs off as he sees his father enter.

"What are you doing?"

"Uh, Total Drama." Otis suddenly spews out the reveal.

"Great. Who's going to work if you're in a show?" His father just assumed the worst.
"If you win, maybe I can get some upgrades for the town's waste management..."

"Uhm…" Otis simply leaves the office.
"Can't believe he said that… now what?"


TV STATIC.

A boy stands in his squeaky clean bedroom. He's a short, wiry boy with short, curly brown hair, pale white skin, and hazel eyes, although his gaze is tired. He wears a zipped-up yellow and white windbreaker with a plain white shirt hidden underneath, a pair of beige slacks, and a big black rectangular pair of glasses, finishing with white sneakers. He also wears a pair of latex gloves and a face mask. A black lanyard around his neck with a white hand sanitizer holder attached to the end.

"Hello Total Drama producers, my name is Kenny Wilkinson. My blood type is A-positive, and all my vaccines are up-to-date! I believe that I would be a perfect contestant for your show. You see, I'm going into this show with a plan: a plan to stay squeaky clean while still vying for the prize! Everyone else is thinking too much in the short term, doing whatever it takes to win, pushing through muck and grime, but you can't enjoy the prize money if you die of an infection! From what I hear, this show is practically a breeding ground for disease and bacteria, especially those communal bathrooms… truly horrifying… Trust me, you need someone like me on this show to keep things clean. Oh, and you're welcome in advance."

"If I am permitted, I have my survival kit that will ensure that I can handle whatever unsanitary location you can throw at me... hopefully… haha… Anyway, I've got stuff like disinfectant wipes, gloves, face masks of every color of the rainbow depending on my mood, and most importantly, lots of hand sanitizer!"

"Ahem… Anyway, beyond my kit, I am sure I can be a valuable player. I am one of the top students at my school. Plus, I know quite a bit about medicine, so, rest assured, I can keep people alive and safe. Although, I doubt that will be necessary. There is no way that this show is as negligent or dangerous as people say, right? Right…?"


Kenny Wilkinson – The Germaphobic [BY: NotAPhone]
STRENGTH: 7
DEXTERITY: 17
CONSTITUTION: 9
INTELLIGENCE: 20
WISDOM: 16
LUCK: 2
CHARISMA: 9

WILLPOWER: 1

Kenny is an extreme germaphobe and hypochondriac. He is very jittery, neurotic, and paranoid, constantly on the lookout for any grime or contamination in everything, even food and water. He tries his best to plan for every contingency when it comes to avoiding germs, usually bringing along hand sanitizer and disinfectant wipes wherever he goes. However, despite his best efforts, he still frequently finds himself in situations that dirty him anyway, much to his dismay.

He was born and raised in Canada. Both of his parents are in the medical field, so he has heard many cautionary tales of minor things resulting in tragic consequences throughout his childhood, which he fervently took to heart.

Kenny is pretty respectful to people as long as you try to maintain decent hygiene. Otherwise, he will keep you at a distance and lecture you on the importance of staying clean and safe. Kenny isn't necessarily mean-spirited though, since he genuinely wants people to stay safe. However, he does quietly judge and snark about others he thinks are beyond help. He has a decent amount of medical knowledge thanks to his upbringing.

His reason for entering the show is to spite his doubtful classmates and siblings who think that he can't be a functional human. A lot of his classmates tend to take advantage of his paranoia to play pranks and ridicule him, which only leads to him doubling down on his germaphobia and insisting that he is in the right. He sees Total Drama as a way to validate that his habits have valuable merit in surviving. Plus, the prize money could probably help fund his crippling addiction to hand sanitizer or some kind of sterile bunker to hide in.


Kenny uses a clean stick to use his computer. What germs there could there be?

"Congratulations Kenny, you were selected for the new season of Total Drama! You'll have to be present at Gardenia Dock in one week. You'll compete together with other 17 people on the Island of The Colossus. The full participation lasts 9 weeks.

PS: You'll have Fun ;-)"

"Yay… I did it!" Kenny claps, a plopping sound due to his gloves, completely ignoring the last part.
"Now I have to prepare my luggage for the 9 weeks I'm away. I'll explain my family later."

He sets up… One, two, three… Way too many bags. He brings on anything that could clean things, prevent things from being unclean, and whatever hand sanitizer he has.

"I wonder if I have enough baby wipes…"


And cut.

"Hold on, did you choose some rich people just because their companies can bring money?" The chef finishes watching all the auditions. He's in the corridor together with Hector.

"Nope, Duh." Hector rolls his eyes, looking at what outfit he should wear by the first episode.
"We do have our fair bunch of people, but let's check the others."
"The show has way more budget by decreasing Chris' to a tenth. I hear he's wailing in his room now…"


Here we are with the 1st set of characters!

[FF EXCLUSIVE]

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