Well well well, time for the second to last pre merge episode! This one's gonna be a pretty fun challenge all things considered, lemme just tell you.


"Last time on Total Drama Multiversal Madness!

Our remaining players played the most stupid quiz game of all time, featuring only the most retarded, dumb, idiotic and just plain stupid questions of all time! Leafy decided to take Cabby's files right when she needed them the most, causing their team to lose and the Leafster to be sent packing!

And now we're down to 20! Who will fall next? Find out now on

Total!

Drama!

Multiversal!

MADNESS!"


Episode 15: Number 1 Victory Royale!

We cut to right after the elimination, where Plankton got Johnny and Rottytops to the cabins whilst the rest of the team we're sleeping.

"Ok, which one of you two voted for Leafy? Four people did, Gumshoe and Cabby are obvious, and I think Ashley probably joined them, but that last vote could've only come from either one, so tell me, who did?"

Johnny was the one to respond. "Ok, I'll just spill the beans: I didn't like how Leafy treated Cabby, that was really cruel of her, so I voted her off, ok?"

Rottytops clapped sarcastically. "Good job big guy, you just destroyed your reputation in this here alliance by 'round 90%."

"Well at least I didn't screw up the challenge like you two did!"

Rottytops bit Johnny's arm suddenly.

"Ah holy fuck! You're not gonna turn me into one of you right?!"

"Nah, just messin' with ya. There's tastier brains up in Haiti, and unlike you Hollywood pervs, no one cares when I eat them!"

"Racist bitch." Johnny mutters.

"You're the one bringing that up ya weirdo!"

"Both of you, stop acting like little kids and hear me out!" Plankton yells.

"(S)/He started it!" They both point to each other at the same time.

"Whatever. What I'm saying is that we should make sure we win the challenge tomorrow, otherwise we're cooked, and also target Team Cocoa in particular, as that protects our whole alliance."

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Confessional: Plankton

Plankton: And hopefully they get the memo as well, Banban in particular.

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Confessional: Rottytops

Rottytops: Good to see I ain't the bottom of this alliance's totem pole!

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Confessional: Johnny Cage

Johnny: Ok, I think it's best that I don't try to anger Plankton any more, lest I get my position revoked.

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Meanwhile, Boba Fett's side of the alliance were talking to each other as well.

"Well, it looks like Sanders is the only way we can avoid getting one of us out next time we lose: the problem is that she might side with Bea, Dee Jay and Nichelle anyway." Boba Fett said.

"Probably a race thing." Banban bluntly pointed out. "I mean c'mon, 4 black people uniting to take out us non black folk, crazy right?"

Neither of the other two bothered to respond to that.

"Ok, yeah, we're screwed." Amy said. "Well, guess we'll try our best to sway her to our side, if possible."

"I could try to rizz her up y'know? Get her in bed, show her my big fat red anu-"

Amy swung her hammer to Banban's face, knocking him out cold.

"Thanks." Boba Fett said.

"No problemo~"

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Confessional: Amy Rose

Amy: Gee, and people say I'm desperate for love.

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We now cut to Bea and Dee Jay talking in the cafeteria.

"Well mon, we're only a lil bit away from merging, crazy right?" Dee Jay excitedly asked.

"Yeah, I mean I sorta expected to get quite far, but still it's nice to actually do it." Bea responded. "Hey, I wanna talk about something, that alright with you?"

"Sure girl, no problem with that."

"Uh, ok."

Bea took a deep breath.

"I think I'm in love with Nichelle."

Her words caused nothing but silence to come from Dee Jay's mouth.

"You're not judging me, right?"

"...What? NO! I don't care about who you're into, in fact, I'm happy you've got your special someone!"

Bea teared up, as she hugged Dee Jay deeply. "Th-Thank you! I-I can't believe it!

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Confessional: Bea

Bea: I've always felt something weird about me. I was never boy crazy like the other girls my age, for a time I even thought I was asexual, but there was always that weird feeling I got around some women, from my fellow gym leaders to randos on magazines. Well, now it's pretty obvious how I truly feel, and I couldn't be prouder to know that. Hopefully Nichelle feels the same way.

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Mr. Cheese was eating some food at his table with the rest of the team until Player slammed it to get his attention.

"Listen to me Mr. Cheese! I'm tired of this stupid cycle between us: I'm going to get you outta here faster than you can say your own name!"

"My names' Mr. Cheese. Still not out baby, not sure what you're going on about."

"Well I got both Connor and by extension LSP for votes, you only have the mindlessly loyal Homer and Pillow, who I'm not sure even actually likes you!"

Mr. Cheese scoffed. "Pffft, yeah, keep dreamin' kid, you ain't ever gonna beat Mr. Cheese, nuh-uh!"

Pillow went to Player. "You must be quite the imbecile to dare to defy our almighty cheese god."

"Yeah, Mr. Cheese is our one true god, tell that to Flanders!" Homer added.

"Whatever, I really don't care." Player says.

"WHAT?! Player actually doesn't act like a cry baby for once?! Mr. Cheese is very shocked!"

"Yeah you better be!" Player bragged.

"Oh yeah? Well screw you then!" Mr. Cheese countered back.

"Screw you!"

"Screw you more!"

"Attention retards! It's time for the challenge, so go to my tent and get ready up right now!"

The both of them stopped fighting after hearing that, simply scoffing at each other and leaving.

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Confessional: Mr. Cheese

Mr. Cheese: Still not scared of Player, let's be real here: the best he can do is a tie, and I can easily beat him in any sort of tiebreaker.

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All of the contestants went to the guards' production tent and saw the two interns holding a bunch of VR headsets.

"Those are VR headsets right?" Player noted. "Are we doing a VR challenge? That's so cool!"

"Yeah bro, how else am I supposed to interact with women and touch their big bowling balls?" Banban said.

"Pretty much!" Chris came in to say. "For today's challenge, we'll be playing Fortnite!"

"Oh, Fortnite! That's my favorite game, it's so much fun killing people there!" Pillow exclaimed. "One time, I even killed all 99 other players!"

"That's practically impossible though." Player told her.

"Anyway." Chris began. "Unlike most games these days, this one doesn't have woke DEI shit from Sweet Baby Inc!"

"But black people exist in Fortnite." Sanders pointed out.

"Oh...then I guess we're just gonna have to ignore woke DEI shit from Sweet Baby Inc!" Chris said sadly.

"Ok can we just do the damn challenge?" Johnny asked. "I don't want to talk about politics anymore."

"Fine!" Chris yelled. "Woke bitch."

All the contestants put their VR headsets on, except Connor, who put it backwards.

"How do you put this on? Kids these days make weird stuff." He said, prompting everyone to laugh at him. "Hey, I'm not some loser!"

"Connor, I like you like platonically but even I can tell you're like a loser!" LSP told him.

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Confessional: Connor Roy

Connor: I'm not a loser! Just because I'm rich doesn't mean I don't work hard as anyone else, and just because I say things they don't like doesn't mean they can make fun of me!

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After Connor's shenanigans, he eventually managed to put his headset on correctly, and thus the match began.


All of the final 20 awakened in-game in the Fortnite Bus.

"Wow, It's pretty cool experiencing something like this in VR pal!" Gumshoe said.

"...Meh, I prefer the regular version, too much social interaction in this one." Pillow replies.

"Ok everyone, now we're officially in Fortnite!" Chris's voice, which came from the real world, said. "In less than a minute we'll be landing on the original Fortnite island! Just remember, first team to lose all members will be sent to elimination!"

"Sounds easy, we can just all land at the same place and stick together, right team?" Johnny suggested.

"...Yeah, fuck that."

Everyone then got teleported to random parts of the map just because Chris liked being an asshole.

"That's for coming up with boring strategies! Think of something more exciting and viewer friendly next time!"

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Confessional: Johnny Cage

Johnny: Me and my big dumb mouth.

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We now focus on Johnny's point of view, as he finds himself around Tilted Towers.

"Great, how the hell am I supposed to work together with my team if I'm separated from them?"

"Do you see the chat? Use that idiot."

He then saw that he had a chat for his team, and began typing.

The_Cage: Hey, can anyone see this message?

Cabby: I do. Judging by the nickname, you're Johnny Cage, correct?

The_Cage: Yup

Cabby: Good. Anyone else here?

Plankton: I'm here!

Cabby: Then it seems this chat is for our team only. We could use this to gather up somewhere on the map.

Richard_Detective: Hey girl, wanna go out (eggplant emoji) later?

Plankton: Well I just got traumatized!

Richard_Detective: wait

Richard_Detective: wrong chat. this is so embarrassing

The_Cage: Let's just ignore it. I'm in Tilted Towers. Where are the rest of you?

Cabby: I'm nearby then. So I'll go.

Plankton: I'm way too far, so sorry, I'm not letting my guard down! I'll go find some guns I can use.

Richard_Detective: im so scrwd pal

Richard Detective: *screwed


We cut to Connor and LSP searching a house for weapons.

They were searching everywhere for chests, but only found empty ones, leading Connor to just sit there, disappointed,

"Well, looks like there's nothing here, great." Connor said. "Let me sit here for a bit, then we move somewhere else."

"I'm so boooooored!" LSP whined. "This is like the most boring challenge ever!"

"True. Hey, you'd think a princess like you would be more responsible." Connor pointed out.

"Says you, you're like an adult right? Hypocrite." LSP responded.

"I-I-I'm SUPER responsible! I've been doing so much by comparison! For example I've been running for president!"

"Pretty sure the election's already like over by now."

"But-" Connor tried to say before stopping himself. "Screw this, let's go."

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Confessional: Lumpy Space Princess

LSP: Sucks to be him honestly.

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Confessional: Connor Roy

Connor:

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Banban and Nichelle are sneaking through Tilted Towers, both with guns in hand and ready to kill someone.

Well, Nichelle is sneaking, Banban isn't even trying.

"We got a number one victory royale, yeah fornite we bout to get down~" He sung before Nichelle shushed him.

"Do you know how to sneak at all?" She asked quietly. "You make one more loud noise and we're both dead."

"Turn off voice chat then."

"What?"

"The voice chat. The thing you use to communicate in Fortnite."

"I know what a voice chat is Banban! I just said that because I'm pretty sure it wouldn't work here!"

"Have you tried it?

"No!"

"Then do it bitch."

"Ok ok." Nichelle said before slapping Banban. "Screw sneaking around, let's just ambush people!"

"Hell yeah!"

The two of them then ran to see if there were any enemies to kill and spotted Plankton, who raised his hands up.

"Woah woah woah, calm down! I'm basically harmless!" Plankton pleaded.

"Give us a reason not to shoot you!" Nichelle told him.

"We could have our team do an alliance for this challenge to take out Team Cocoa, wouldn't that be smart?" Plankton suggests.

"Hmmm..." Banban thinks. "No. Kill him."

Nichelle and Banban then proceeded to unload their mags to kill Plankton, but his small stature allowed him to just barely dodge their attacks as he runs away.

"AH! BANBAN YOU TRAITOR!" He yells at them whilst avoiding their shots. "You'll never catch me!"

Luckily for him, he saw a gap that just barely could fit him in a building and entered it, thus saving himself.

"Well that's just great, we've wasted most our ammo and we couldn't even kill him!" She complained. "If only we shot him the moment he spotted us!"

"Whatever, I'm bored." Banban said. "Lemme do some texting."

Indie_Horor_Godd: Hey guys it's me Banban. Got any kills thus far?

Sanders_NYPD: If we did, it would've been announced in the chat.

Indie_Horor_Godd: So you did?

Sanders_NYPD: No.

Indie_Horor_Godd: Dis is so sadd chat, i think im gona sue a side.

Dee_Jay: No Banban! Dont do it mon, you have so much to live for!

Karate_Queen: How do you sue a side? A side is not a person.

Queen_Ladonna: I think he means unaliving himself.

Chris_Mclean [Admin]: You can just say suicide Nichelle. I'm not a woke pussy to censor that.

Queen_Ladonna: Ok, I'm with him so I'll make sure he doesn't do anything stupid.

Karate_Queen: No offense but this is Banban we're talking about. He'll find a way to die in some stupid manner.

Dee_Jay: Well at least the rest of the team is normal people.

Amy_Rose: Yup. Though it feels a little lonely here without Cream by my side, and especially my dear Sonic.

Indie_Horor_Godd: Simp. Mention that rat one more time and me and Bob will kick ya out of the alliance.

Dee_Jay: Wait so you three have an alliance

Indie_Horor_Godd: Yea. We also want Sanders to vote off one of the other black people.

Boba_Fett: BANBAN!

Indie_Horor_Godd: Hey boss

Boba_Fett: THE MOMENT I SEE YOU AGAIN I'LL KILL YOU!

Amy_Rose: Darn, I've never seen Boba this emotive before!

Karate_Queen: Well, guess this means war.

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Confessional: Boba Fett

Boba Fett: I am this close to strangling that red devil.

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Confessional: Sanders

Sanders: This is somewhat good for my game, now that the alliances fully know I'm their swing vote. Which one to choose though? I'll think of that later.

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In a forest, Ashley was reading her book like any other day.

Meanwhile, Pillow and Homer were hiding in a bush.

"Hey Homie, have you ever tried to kill someone?" Pillow asked Homer.

"My brain thinks too much about donuts to remember." He replies.

"Then let me teach ya!" She takes out an axe. "Look at me go!"

She swings around the axe and then throws it like a javelin in Ashley's face, killing her.

Ashley was stabbed to death by Pillow.

"See? It's not that hard!"

Homer then rips Pillow in two without a second thought.

Is what I would say if Homer wasn't imagining it, because he was too lazy to actually do it.

Pillow then slaps him. "Wow, you're completely useless, how fun!"

She then runs off.

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Confessional: Homer Simpson

Homer: What's going on? Why am I here? This doesn't look like Springfield at all!

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Gumshoe was sneaking through the map, until he came across a glitchy gun.

"Huh, I wonder what this is?"

He picked it up like an idiot before he glitched off the map.

Dick Gumshoe quit.


We then cut to Boba Fett and Johnny Cage shooting at each other.

Johnny was ducking behind buildings to not get killed by the flying Boba Fett, but the latter was very persistent.

"Come out wherever you are, we can end this quick and easy if you want to." He said to him.

"Nope, not doing that!" Johnny replied.

He saw a chest and ran up to it, finding a gun.

"Awesome!" He yelled out.

He then went to Boba Fett and shot at his jetpack, causing him to fall.

Then finally, Johnny shot Boba in the head, killing him.

Boba Fett was shot in the head by Johnny Cage.

Johnny proceeds to do a floss then a cringe dab.


Gumshoe found himself in a strange white void from glitching out.

"Uh...guys? Is anyone there? This is scary pal!"

He kept wondering about to find something, before he stumbled onto what looked to be a PC screen.

"Huh, what could this be about?"

"BEGONE THOT!"

He heard the voice of some crazy guy with teeth for a face. It was Caine from The Amazing Digital Circus.

"Holy crap pal it's Caine from The Amazing Digital Circus! I'm a big fan pal!"

"Why yes sir, I in fact am Caine from The Amazing Digital Circus!" Said Caine from The Amazing Digital Circus. "What brings you here in Chris McLean's computer?"

"I don't know much pal. I think I glitched during a VR challenge and ended up here by accident. What are YOU doing here then?"

"Oh you see, well, Mr. McLean put me in charge of security so that people wouldn't know he has the most HORNY, SEX APPEALING, PORNOGRAPHIC IMAGERY YOU'LL EVER LAY YOUR EYES UPON!"

"Makes sense pal." Gumshoe said. "Though you just made me curious what he's hiding on it."

"WELL DON'T BE SO THEN! I TELL YOU IT'S EXTREMELY HORRIFIC, NOT AT ALL FOR THE FAINT OF HEART NO!"

Gumshoe ignored the warning however and entered a folder called "Secret Stuff".

"DON'T DO IT GUMSHOE! YOU'RE TOO PURE TO SEE WHAT GROSS STUFF THERE IS THERE!"

Gumshoe again ignored it and finally discovered the horrific truth behind Chris McLean.

"Whoa...

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...LOLI PORN?! WHAT THE FUCK PAL?!"

"SEE?! I TOLD YOU, THIS MAN IS DEPRAVED! Sorry you had to see that." Caine says.

"Ok ok, maybe, just maybe, these are just here by happenstance and Chris is not actually a kiddie diddler!" Gumshoe wonders.

"Did you know that Chris is also on Epstein's flight logs? I sure do, and I regret it everyday!" Caine casually reveals.

"Could be a coincidence."

"He is also a big fan of the Senrah Kagura series of games!"

"Ok, now Chris is definitely a pedophile pal."

"Yup, he sure is unfortunately. He's so despicable that me, an AI replication of a fictional character, can tell how horrible he is!" Caine said.

"Well then pal, how do I get out of here?" Gumshoe asks.

"I can do that just fine, here, let me KILL YOU!" Caine yelled before shooting Gumshoe in the head. "There, that should wake you up!"

And before his body could fade out, Caine entered Gumshoe's ear. "And while we're at it, you could be a GREAT WAY to escape from Chris's [HONK]fest!"


Ok now we're back to Fortnite proper.

Player and Mr. Cheese were shooting at a fleeing Amy, who kept dodging their shots one by one.

"You'll never catch me!" She yelled.

Only for Mr. Cheese to just throw a knife at her chest, killing her instantly.

Amy Rose was stabbed to death by Mr. Cheese

"Wow Player, you've got a terrible shot! How are you supposed to eliminate Mr. Cheese, loser?!" Mr. Cheese arrogantly proclaimed, angering Player.

"Oh shut up and focus on the actual challenge!" Player countered back. "We're not going to win if we keep arguing in the middle of challenges!"

"Yeah yeah, keep dreaming loser."

"Shut up!"


Connor got bored so he looked at his team's chat.

Connor_Roy: Congrats on the kill Mr. Cheese.

Mr_Cheese: Whatever, that wasn't hard at all!

Player: Sure you loser.

Mr_Cheese: Excuse ME, Mr. Cheese is supposed to call you a loser!

Player: Whatever, don't care.

Homer: Guys!

Connor_Roy: What is it Homer?

Homer: I just got a bullet lunged in my ass!

Player: That's not good. Where are you? We could try to give you medical attention and kill your attacker.

Homer: Relax, I feel nothing and Banban's already left! One thing though

Pillow: You're dead?

Homer: No. The bullet smells pretty good, is it okay if I taste it?

Player: Wait what

Connor_Roy: I'll admit I've never tasted a bullet before, so who knows how delicious it is.

Lumpy_Space_Queen: Connor are you like retarded?

Connor_Roy: More so curious.

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Mr_Cheese: Pillow stop spamming the chat or you're banned!

Pillow: You can't ban me silly

Homer: guys i just took the bullet out of my ass

Player: You idiot what are you doing?!

Homer: It's bleeding now, vvvery bbbbbblyy

Connor_Roy: Is that a good or a bad thing?

Pillow: Very very good.

Player: Are you trolling now Pillow?

Pillow: Maybe

Lumpy_Space_Queen: Also Homie are you dead or not? Seriously, how dumb must you have like been to do that?!

Homer bled out like a dumbass

Connor_Roy: Huh, guess that answers that question.

Player: Normally I'd feel bad but he had it coming with how dumb he was.

Lumpy_Space_Queen: True LMAO

Pillow: Yay!

Mr_Cheese: Big L for Homer


Banban was at the top of a building with Nichelle, holding a sniper rifle as he spotted Johnny taking a poop in a house.

He tried to shoot at him multiple times, but somehow he missed the clear shot so much it's not even fucking funny.

"Banban! How hard is it for you to shoot?!" Nichelle complained whilst standing in front of Banban's sniper rifle, who promptly shot her in the heart, killing her.

Nichelle got shot by Banban like a retard lol

Her body then proceeded to fall off the roof.

"Well uh...woopsie daisy!" Banban went.


"Holy fucking shit this is so boring lol!" Swag complained outside the simulation to the Chrises. "Do something to not make my pee pee fucking explode from all this cringe!"

"Swag can you shut the fuck up for more than 5 seconds?!" Guard Chris complains.

"Ok, ok, I heard you two and I'm gonna do something really funny, just watch." Chris says.


"Ok, since this one it taking too long, we're gonna do make the floor lava in roughly 30 seconds! Grab onto something to stand on if you don't wanna get scorched!"

We cut to Pillow hearing this news. "Well chucks, I sure wonder what would happen if someone does a less than 30 second speedrun to kill people."

She then proceeds to move at light speed, rapidly snapping the necks of Sanders, Dee Jay, Johnny and Mona before deciding to stand on a rock to not die.

Sanders, Dee Jay, Johnny Cage and Mona all got their necks snapped by Pillow

"Fascinating." Pillow bluntly said before the ground awkwardly turned into lava in an instant.

Then we cut to Player and Mr. Cheese standing on a house whilst watching all the commotion.

"Well I suppose it's just the two of us now, great." Player said. "And it's you of all people!"

"Tell me about it; you suck Player!" Mr. Cheese answered, which got Player to glare at him. "Wanna know why I bullied you? Because you're a big dumb loser who always thinks he's a stupid underdog who's gonna win, but look at you, how many times have you won at Among Us Player? Like once, and you couldn't even use vanilla! Stop trynna act like you deserve it, cause you don't! Oh and one last thing: My name's Mr. Cheese!"

Player tries to say anything angrily, but he catches himself before doing that and thinks for a second. "You know, you're right on one thing: I am a big dumb loser!"

"See, told ya, Mr. Cheese is never wrong!"

"But that doesn't mean it'll stay that way! I'm going to get you out and before you know it, I'll finally be able to get out of this status quo hell I'm in!"

"Yeah...actually, let's settle this." Mr. Cheese says before pulling out a knife. "The hard way."

"Wait what?!"

"Time to die, hehehe!"

"Ok this is getting interesting, let me teleport everyone to see this!"

Then the other characters got teleported on a rock near Player and Mr. Cheese.

"Great, now I can finish my murder spree easier!" Pillow bragged.

"Do that after Player and Mr. Cheese kill each other! You're not gonna ruin that moment you stupid bitch!"

"Shucks." She replied.

"So are we just gonna watch these guys no one cares about murder one another even though they're on the same team? That's pretty stupid." Plankton said.

"Yup and you're gonna like it! I hate all of you so this is fine by me!"

"Hey Chris, can we just start our fight to the death now?" Player asked.

"Sure!"

Mr. Cheese lunged at Player with his knife, who barely dodged it, and then he lunged at him again.

"Oh my, I can't watch!" LSP, who was floating higher than everyone else with Connor attached to her, said before covering her eyes.

"We should've done something about them before, why didn't we do it?" Connor wondered before him and LSP got pushed into the lava because Pillow threw Cabby at them.

Cabby, LSP and Connor Roy got melted into lava by Pillow

"Booooooring! Let's instead watch the death battle here, way better than the ones made by poopy youtubers!" Pillow said, which got Banban, Bea and Plankton to reluctantly shake their head in unison.

Player wasn't able to dodge Mr. Cheese's next attack, so he grabbed his knife right before it would hit him, causing a struggle between the two that resulted in the knife flying straight into the lava.

"Oh, so THIS is how we're gonna play, huh?" Mr. Cheese said. "Oh well, TIME TO DIE PLAYER, OR MY NAMES NOT MR. CHEESE!"

Mr. Cheese charged at Player, nearly getting him off the house, but the latter held on to the ground, and as Mr. Cheese was about to simply push him off, Player had a plan.

"Wow Mr. Cheese, you were right all along, you really are the coolest! I'm just the saddest, most pathetic excuse of a being by comparison!"

This shocked Mr. Cheese, who was pretty flattered hearing this. "Huh, thanks, good to see you got the point finally."

Which gave Player the perfect opportunity to grab Mr. Cheese. "Nah, I'd win!"

And finally threw him down into the lava, ending him once and for all.

Mr. Cheese was melted into lava by Player

"I...I DID IT! I ACTUALLY DID IT!" Player celebrated. "Finally I defeated Mr. Cheese!"

The 4 people on the rock all clapped their hands and cheeks at his victory.

"Guys he made a JJK reference! That's pretty based!" Banban shouted.

"What's with these stupid acronyms?" Bea asked. "Actually scratch that, I don't want to know."

"Why is the creator making a reference to an overrated anime he has never watched?" Pillow said. "Ah screw it, take this Player, just because that reference was CRINGE!"

She threw a knife in Player's face, killing him.

Player got stabbed to death by Pillow

"Ok, now let's get rid of the rest of these losers!" Pillow proclaimed.

Bea tried to attack Pillow with a karate chop, but the latter pulled out a tongue at her foot, disgusting her.

"EW! You got your sick saliva all over me! Weirdo, and here I thought only guys would do stuff like this!"

"Nah, I don't have a foot fetish, I was just hungry." Pillow responded.

Then she just threw Bea off.

Bea was melted into lava by Pillow

She then focused on Banban. "Die mascot horror man!"

She threw him off like everyone else, but he somehow was completely unaffected. "What?"

"HAH! I'm immune to lava y'know, since I'm red! Totally not because Gary loves me so much he'll give me plot armor just for that!"

He was right.

Anyway Plankton proceeded to jump on Banban to save himself. "You'll never take me alive Pillow!"

"Huh." Pillow remarked. "Oh well, off to game end myself, watch and learn!" She said before carelessly letting herself go in the lava.

Pillow game ended herself

"Alright now, Team Cocoa has been completely wiped out, so both Banban and Plankton have won it for their team!"

"WOO YEAH BABY THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR, THAT'S WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT WOOOH!" Banban cheered.

"Well it looks like Banban's finally a little useful to me!" Plankton cheerfully said.

"Fuck off Plankton." Banban muttered before the simulation ended.


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Confessional: Mr. Cheese

Mr. Cheese: AH! How could I have let myself be tricked like that?! Player, you may have won this time, but good luck winning the rest of the season, loser!

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Confessional: Player

Player: I can't believe it still. We may have lost, but I finally showed Mr. Cheese that I'm not a mere loser like he thinks I am! And hopefully my teammates will share the same sentiment.

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Confessional: Dick Gumshoe

Gumshoe: Well pal, I learned something about Chris I really shouldn't have learned today, to say the least. The man is truly a monster, and even though I don't have any proof right now, I WILL make sure he faces justice in some way!

Caine: Great promise Mr. Detective!

Gumshoe doesn't think too much for a second at seeing Caine again, before he realizes the implications.

Gumshoe: WAIT WHAT-

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We're now finally back in the real world, with both Team Pee Pee and Team Rose celebrating their win.

But Team Cocoa was less than happy to say the least.

"Wow Team Cocoa, Pillow literally killed most of you guys, how hilarious!" Chris told them. "Now you're going to have less than half your original members by tomorrow, have fun deciding who to eliminate!"

The whole team glared at Mr. Cheese.

"Uh, hey guys, my name Mr. Cheese!" Mr. Cheese tried to say to avoid backlash.

"You disgust me." Connor plainly said. "That's all I'll say."

"You're like the worst!" LSP added.

"You were my idol!" Homer also added.

"I have no idea what to say." Pillow simply says.

"C'mon, I wasn't that bad!" He defended himself. "I only bullied Player, and the guy is pretty much the perfect target for that!"

"Don't you realize how much worse that sounds?" Player asked him.

Mr. Cheese looked pretty nervous. "W-Whatever, let's just do the elimination!"


We then cut to the elimination finally, with everyone in their seats.

"Gordman, do the thing!" Chris ordered Guard Chris.

"Homer you died in a really stupid way; Pillow you literally killed more than half the team; and Mr. Cheese is a douche. Fuck it just vote right now, we all know who's going."

"Player!" Mr. Cheese yelled.

"Mr. Cheese!" Everyone else yelled.

"Ah c'mon! You're really keeping him over me?!" Mr. Cheese whined.

"Your fault for treating Player like garbage." Connor told him.

"You know what? Fine. I don't care, Chris, just get me out of here!" Mr. Cheese bluntly said.

"Any last words though?"

"Actually, I do have some: Player, this was never personal. I only bullied you because no one here got the memo that you were supposed to be the loser, so, Mr. Cheese decided to return to the usual status quo, that alright with you?"

"Fuck off." Player bluntly told him. "You're just making stupid excuses! Get out of here!"

"Oh, well then, here's my actual last words: My name's Mr.-" Before Mr. Cheese could finish, he got knocked by the Fist Thingy of Shame. "CHEEEEESEEEEEE!"

"Good riddance he's gone." Player said.

"True Player, true." Chris replied. "And now that one of the bigger characters is gone, and we're halfway done, who knows what's gonna happen next? Will any new plots emerge from now on, and hopefully not related to my internet history? Find this out and more in the next episode of

Total!

Drama!

Multiversal!

MADNESS!"

"Wait a second!"

Before the episode could end, someone emerged from the sky with a crashed plane, barely managing to not hit anyone.

A tiny white crewmate with a hat that came out of it, surprising everyone.

"Well well well, now that Superstars is finally over I can finally compete together with my best friend!" The unexpected arrival said.

Before the episode actually ends, we get one final shot of Player looking especially startled. "C-Captain?!"


And now we're finally done with the first half! It's crazy this story isn't even 12 months old yet I've already written so much! I want to thank everyone who's been reading thus far, you're the reason this story even exists!

For today's elimination, I will say: Mr. Cheese's whole story was very much one of the first few things I thought of for this cast, from the day I posted Multiversal Madness. This whole arc may have been a little dragged out, but it will be a major catalyst for Player's development throught the rest!

Speaking of Player...

Yeah, Captain's in. To note that I also planned this one out pretty early, back when the original Superstars, which featured him, wasn't deleted, and if he was an early boot there I would've picked up the slack. I still put him in anyway, even if it's a little biased sure, though do note he's not gonna be a GAMECHANGING character, but he'll have some relevance. His Superstars development will stick, though it hasn't been written yet. So yeah, make sure to check out Superstars, which has 5 out of 18 episodes released and will continue sometime in the future, definitely after this story has ended!

That's all I'll say.

Ciao!