I Don't Wanna Be Famous (A Total Drama SI story)

Which camper should return in chapter 15 alongside Izzy?

  • Cody

    Votes: 3 30.0%
  • Beth

    Votes: 6 60.0%
  • Owen

    Votes: 1 10.0%
  • Leshawna

    Votes: 2 20.0%
  • Noah

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Geoff

    Votes: 1 10.0%
  • Bridgette

    Votes: 1 10.0%
  • Tyler

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Katie/Sadie (one or the other)

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Harold

    Votes: 1 10.0%

  • Total voters
    10
  • Poll closed .

Mrsean22

Well-known member
I loved that way more than I should. Three videos to get pity for Courtney, Heather and Jason just in different ways. Curious if this will have any effects in the game or in the future. Izzy and Eva just got motivational video's in there own way which weirdly makes sense. Uncle Rob being.....himself as in messing with Jason. Well at least people now know why he is a schemer and a pervert(and it can be said it only effected him a little which says something XD).
 

JasonSanjo

Your Overlord and Jester
I loved that way more than I should. Three videos to get pity for Courtney, Heather and Jason just in different ways. Curious if this will have any effects in the game or in the future. Izzy and Eva just got motivational video's in there own way which weirdly makes sense. Uncle Rob being.....himself as in messing with Jason. Well at least people now know why he is a schemer and a pervert(and it can be said it only effected him a little which says something XD).
Good on you for liking it ;) At the very least, the final five campers now have some new views of each other, which may or may not affect their interactions in the future. And yes, now people understand perfectly where Jason's scheming and perversion comes from. It's totally not completely unrelated to Uncle Rob.
 

JasonSanjo

Your Overlord and Jester
PSA time!

Long time, no see! Yeah, real life's been a bitch lately, but anyway the next chapter is about 90% done! Buuut...

I've written the chapter as basically just jumping around between campers from the camera's POV, pretty much like the original episode did it. The thing is, I'm now considering maybe turning it into a camper POV instead, following only one or two people. On the one hand, this would make the chapter far "deeper", but on the other, it would also mean that a lot of secondary stuff gets tossed to the wayside (i.e., you'll miss out on a lot of camper opinions that aren't directly experienced by the person (s) whose POV is being followed).

What do you all think? With the camera POV the chapter will be done by Sunday at the latest. With the camper POV it'll take a bit longer, but I've got a fairly good grasp on the most important points, so it shouldn't take too long to rewrite it.
 

Abhorsen

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PSA time!

Long time, no see! Yeah, real life's been a bitch lately, but anyway the next chapter is about 90% done! Buuut...

I've written the chapter as basically just jumping around between campers from the camera's POV, pretty much like the original episode did it. The thing is, I'm now considering maybe turning it into a camper POV instead, following only one or two people. On the one hand, this would make the chapter far "deeper", but on the other, it would also mean that a lot of secondary stuff gets tossed to the wayside (i.e., you'll miss out on a lot of camper opinions that aren't directly experienced by the person (s) whose POV is being followed).

What do you all think? With the camera POV the chapter will be done by Sunday at the latest. With the camper POV it'll take a bit longer, but I've got a fairly good grasp on the most important points, so it shouldn't take too long to rewrite it.
Honestly, I'd say get the thing posted, and if you really don't like it, redo it.
 

Mrsean22

Well-known member
Great to hear from ya. Now for what you should do? Honestly both have their pros and cons. Camera POV gets the opinions because they are basically asked for them. Camper POV we get a more deep into the mind view but they could miss certain things. So honestly? You do what you think is more fun to write and read. We have waited how long? We can wait a little longer if its what you think needs doing.
 
Chapter 22: Playa Des Losers

JasonSanjo

Your Overlord and Jester
I Don’t Wanna Be Famous

A Total Drama SI story

Disclaimer: Total Drama belongs to Fresh TV Inc. I’m simply borrowing it to tell some stories.

Author’s Notes: Yeah, yeah, better late than never. Real life’s been keeping me busy. Anyway, enjoy a rather different – and unusually short – chapter as we check out what the losers are up to.



Chapter 22: Playa Des Losers

Chris stood on the dock as he addressed the camera.

In today’s special episode of Total Drama Island… You’ve been watching Izzy, Heather, Courtney, Eva and Jason make their way to the final five.”

In the background, Eva could be seen standing in front of one of the cabins doing shoulder pumps with a pair of dumbbells as Chris continued speaking.


It’s been a long seven weeks.”

Suddenly, Heather ran screaming out of the communal bathroom, closely pursued by a bear. Chris, meanwhile, walked further out on the dock to where Jason and Izzy were pole fishing… with the fishing line wrapped around Izzy’s waist instead of a hook.

Jason looked at the camera. “What? It was her idea.”

Chris chuckled and turned back to the camera as Izzy jumped into the water with an enthusiastic yell. “So we decided to give our weary finalists the day off so we could contemplate how far they’ve gotten and enjoy all the campgrounds have to offer.”

In the background, Heather and Courtney ran right back across the campgrounds, the bear in hot pursuit… until Eva clocked it in the head with a thrown dumbbell, sending it pirouetting around before falling over, insensate, much to the relief of the other girls.


But what happens to the campers after they walk the Dock of Shame, board the Boat of Losers and leave the camp?”

The camera view switched to different locations as Chris continued his monologue, having gone to the trouble of recording bits and pieces on different parts of the island.


Where are these rejects living?

How are they spending their time?

And who do they think deserves to win the hundred grand?

The losers are about to let it all hang out!

And you won’t wanna miss a word!

The view switched back to the dock, where Chris climbed onto a red-and-white jetski and began driving away from the island.

Coming up, on Total. Drama. Island!”



Chris, now conspicuously riding a pink jetski, drove up to a dock itself rather similar to the one on Wawanakwa, but featuring a pair of sailboats and several beach chairs, and jutting out from a small beach that was itself at the foot of a short cliff on top of which sat a luxurious-looking building. Tropical music could be heard coming from the resort and Chris climbed onto the dock.

“Welcome to Playa Des Losers, the all-inclusive luxury resort where our campers are sent after being brutally voted out of the game to lick their wounds and accept their fate as reality show has-beens. When we are down to the two final competitors, their fate will be in the hands of these seventeen losers!”

As the host spoke, the camera view moved up the steps to the hotel and swept across the inner courtyard to show off the campers – all in swimwear – enjoying the luxurious accommodations of Playa Des Losers, such as the beach chairs, buffet, bubble pool, swimming pool, and open tiki bar… which happened to be located in the swimming pool, for maximum hedonistic comfort.

At the moment, Katie, Sadie and Noah were sitting at the bar, enjoying drinks while nearby Justin gracefully jumped off a diving board and into the pool. This prompted the two girls to sigh in admiration.

“He is so cute!” Sadie said, only to fall off her bar stool and into the pool proper, splashing water on the other two campers.

“Get my shirt wet, why don’t you?” Noah said sarcastically. Unlike the two girls who wore only swimwear, he wore a T-shirt in addition to his trunks.

Sadie giggled. “Sorry, Noah! Wooh! You guys should come in, it’s soo nice!”



The view focused on the outdoor bubble pool as Chris continued speaking off-camera. “As you can see, our campers have made themselves comfortable here at our luxury resort. Looks like Geoff and Bridgette are happy to be reunited.”

Indeed, Geoff and Bridgette – the latter wearing the former’s hat – were quite enthusiastically kissing in the bubble pool while Owen, sitting across from them, gave them a thumbs-up before winking at the camera.

Geoff broke the kiss to look at the camera as well. “Duuude! This resort is off the charts!” he said happily. “After I got here, Bridge and I got to talking, and well… we’re together now! Yeah-haw!”

Without another word, the couple resumed noisily kissing.



Nearby to the right, Trent and DJ were relaxing, sunbathing on a pair of beach chairs. When he noticed the camera trained on them, Trent raised his sunglasses and spoke. “Can you believe this place is right around the corner from that crappy campground?”

“Now this is what I’m talking about,” DJ chimed in as his pet Bunny jumped onto his stomach. “I could hang here for a while.”

Suddenly, there was the distinct screech of a red-tailed hawk as a… bald eagle… swooped down and caught Bunny in its talons and flew off.

DJ shot to his feet immediately. “Oh, no! Bunny!”

Somehow, the beloved pet managed to wriggle itself loose, and fell… right onto the grill over by the buffet. The active grill. The bunny shrieked as the grill lid fell down and trapped it inside, only to gratefully jump out and into the pool when Cody opened it back up.

The boy idly speared a hot dog with a grill fork. “After I recovered from being blown up by the time bomb, I started to realize, this place is pretty sweet!”

Trent called out. “Yo, Cody! Need some sunscreen? You’re looking a bit pink, dude!”

Indeed, much of Cody’s body was very obviously sunburned, not that the boy seemed to care.

“No thanks! I’m trying to get a tan!” He winked at the camera. “It attracts the ladies! Like Gwen…”



On the other side of the courtyard Gwen and Leshawna were relaxing on a pair of beach chairs, alas not paying Cody any attention at all. Conspicuously, while Leshawna was sunbathing, Gwen was instead relaxing in the shade of a large parasol, though at the very least the Goth had deigned to put on a black, two-piece swimsuit.

“This is the life,” Leshawna said and let out a contented sigh. “If I’d known about this place, I’d have gotten kicked off sooner! How ‘bout you, girl?”

Gwen shot the other girl a conflicted look. “I don’t know… I’m not really the sunning and bathing type.”

“Girl, you gotta learn to relax,” Leshawna retorted. “You gotta let go of those boy troubles, you know?”

Gwen snorted. “Easy for you to say…”

“Yeah it is,” Leshawna agreed smugly as she pulled out what appeared to be a hand-written letter from somewhere. “I’ve been getting one of these babies every other day for weeks! Mmm-mm, I don’t know who wrote this, but he knows to appreciate a nice booty!”

Gwen rolled her eyes right before the camera panned over to Harold, crouching in some nearby bushes. When he noticed the camera he made desperate shushing motions with his hands, then motioned for the camera to come closer, which it did. After looking around to make sure no one was watching, Harold looked straight at the camera. He looked at once proud and a little embarrassed

“I’m the one who’s been writing Leshawna letters,” he confessed. “But I haven’t told her my identity, yet. I’m still working up to it! Don’t tell anyone, okay?”

The camera view shifted up and down, as if nodding.



Back at the pool Lindsay was sitting on the edge, her long, shapely legs draped across Tyler’s.

“I looove being a loser!” the blonde said happily. “This is so much more my style. If I’d known how phat this place was, I would’ve gotten my butt kicked off in the first episode!” She removed her sunglasses and sat up to embrace Tyler as she gave him a flirty smile. “Plus, now Tyler and I can hang out.”

They kissed… and then Lindsay frowned and looked around. “Which one’s Tyler?”

Judging by the way his face fell, Tyler was not amused by the question.



At the bubble pool, Owen grinned as he looked up at the camera.

“I really like this place,” the heavyset boy said simply, then began counting off on his fingers. “There’s a buffet, a grill, a bar, and best of all – 24-hour room service! I’ve been eating sooo many different foods since I got here, it’s been amazing!”

As if to emphasize his point, a set of bubbles that most definitely were not artificial broke the surface of the bubble pool with a loud brap noise.

“Eww, Owen!” Bridgette exclaimed, breaking off her tongue-wrestling with Geoff to shoot Owen a glare.

“Dude!” Geoff added, upset… though it was anyone’s guess if he was more upset about the fart itself or the interruption of his make-out session.

Owen blushed. “Ooops! Sorry. Heh heh heh…”



Over by the buffet table, Duncan was holding a suspicious-looking bottle over a large bowl of colorful drink. When he noticed the camera, he quickly hid the bottle behind his back.

“Oh, uh, hey,” he said, eyes shifting left and right. “I’m, uh… getting a drink! Yeah, that’s it.” There was a muffled thunk noise from somewhere behind him, right before he grabbed one of the many empty glasses on the table and began filling it up with the colorful drink.

When he realized the camera wasn’t going away, he sighed.

“What? I can’t enjoy a drink by myself?” he asked irritably. After a moment of silence, his irritated expression made way for an angry one. “Hey, back off, man! Just because I’m here and Courtney’s not doesn’t mean- Uh, I mean, I don’t miss her. Not at all. I’m my own man, all right? Yeah. Don’t look at me like that! Screw you!”

In a huff, the delinquent walked away… leaving behind a small bottle marked “XXXX” on the table. The camera panned this way and that before a hand reached out and surreptitiously picked up the bottle, which then disappeared off-camera as someone – quite possibly the cameraman – whistled innocently.



Back at the pool, Lindsay – now sitting alone with one foot dipping into the water – spoke to the camera.

“I learned a lot during my experience on the island with Heather. If you’re going to have a best friend that’s going to make all your decisions for you, you should make sure they’re not a total jerk!”



Noah, still sitting at the bar, shrugged when the camera focused on him. He was now shirtless, his still wet T-shirt sprawled over the bar counter. “Yeah, I was pretty shocked to be the third camper voted off. Apparently, I wasn’t bossy, manipulative, or ‘dangerous’ enough to make it through. You can’t say I wasn’t a team player, though… What? Hey!”

Wordlessly, the camera panned over to the left, to where Sadie and Katie had joined hands and wore excited expressions.

Sadie spoke first. “Oh, my gosh! We have so much to tell you since we’ve been here!”

Katie gasped. “Can I say hi to my peeps back home?” Without waiting for a reply, she gave a wave. “What’s up, Toronto?!”

“We’re having so much fun here. This resort rocks!” Sadie exclaimed.

Katie nodded. “Yeah. Total Drama Island was really hard. I can’t believe we got kicked off so early…”

“That was so sad,” Sadie agreed.

“Totally.”



“Since I got here I’ve been trying to get Gwen to forgive me,” Trent said as the camera focused on him in his beach chair. “But she doesn’t want anything to do with me. She’s so stubborn… I guess that’s one of the reasons I like her. She’s really strong-willed, you know?”

“Just give it up already,” DJ – busily putting gauze around the slightly charred but otherwise unhurt Bunny – spoke up from the next beach chair over. “She’s not into you, man.”

“Yes, she is! Or she would be, if it wasn’t for Jason deceiving her!”

DJ sighed and shook his head in pity, a gesture mirrored by the bunny in his arms. Yes, the same bunny that had been captured by an eagle and fallen onto a grill and almost gotten cooked alive and was currently covered in gauze.



Noah shrugged when the camera focused on him once more. “Did I get anything out of this experience? No. It was completely and totally uneventful.”

“Well, you did kiss a guy,” Katie interjected.

“Oh, yeah, I saw that episode!” Sadie chimed in.

Noah immediately sputtered denials. “I did not! That was-”

“It was during the Awake-a-thon, right?” Sadie asked.

Katie nodded. “Mmm-hmm! Noah and Cody were so cute, all curled up together!”

“…I have no comment,” Noah said finally.

Suddenly, there was a high-pitched shriek as Lindsay came running into view, holding a letter. “Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! I got a letter from my sister that says there’s a picture of me in Star Stalker Magazine! Iiiiiiiiiih!”

As was to be expected, Katie and Sadie joined the blonde in squealing. Even Noah joined in for a moment, though his squeal was of a decidedly more sarcastic nature.

“Iiiih! Congratulations, you just peaked. It’s all downhill from here, honey.”

Unfortunately, neither sarcasm nor deadpan snark worked on Lindsay. “Maybe if I get an eating disorder or my boobs done, I’ll get on the cover!”

Noah sighed.



“So, Trent,” Chris said to Trent, who had joined Noah and the rest at the bar, “if you could say something to one of the five remaining campers, what would it be?”

“I know exactly what I’d say,” Trent said resolutely. “I would tell Jason that I hope he falls off a cliff!”

The boy looked away angrily as he took a sip of his drink.

“Oh, yeah, Jason’s really mean,” Katie spoke up, prompting Trent to look at her in surprise.

“Yeah-ah!” Sadie agreed. “He got me and Katie kicked off, did you know? That was really mean!”



Back at the dock, Chris chuckled as he looked at the camera.

“And there you have it. Stay tuned to hear the answer to the question everyone wants to know: What do the losers think of the final five? And who will they vote to win? These answers and more, coming up!”



Chris walked up and stopped in front of the buffet table as he once more addressed the camera.

“Okay. You’ve seen how the losers are spending their time. Now it’s time to find out what they think of the final five.”

“Heather can kiss my behind,” Beth said as she walked into the shot. “It’s all her fault I got kicked off! She’s a scum-sucking, backstabbing witch and I’m going to enjoy watching her go down!”

“Wow,” Chris intoned. “Tell us how you really feel.”

“I just did,” Beth deadpanned. “Telling her off was the best moment of my life.”



“Heather? Yeah, she’s a diary-stealing bitch,” Gwen said matter-of-factly. “But Jason promised he would kick her ass, so I’m not worried at all.”

“Didn’t he also make a secret alliance with her?” Leshawna interjected.

Gwen immediately whirled on the other girl. “That’s-! I’m sure it’s just all a part of his plan. Yeah, he’s lulling her into a false sense of security.”

Leshawna did not look convinced. “Uh-huh…”



“Heather’s a grade-A bitch,” Duncan said simply. “Sure, she’s one heck of a looker, but her personality’s rotten. Obviously, I’m rooting for Courtney. Uh, but don’t tell anyone I said that.”



“So, Trent, Lindsay,” Chris said as he walked up to the two campers, who had retreated to the beach chairs for some sunbathing. “Give us your take on Heather.”

Trent spoke first. “I hope I never meet anyone like her ever again. I didn’t realize it at the time, but she was totally playing me.”

Lindsay nodded. “She is really mean. Like, really mean.”

“Yeah, almost as bad as Jason,” Trent agreed. “Frankly, those two deserve each other. I hope they rip each other to pieces.”



“She was pretty bossy,” Noah said as he sat on the edge of the pool with Katie and Sadie.

“Oh, she was totally bossy,” Katie agreed.

Sadie looked thoughtful. “If none of us even like her, how did Heather get into the final?”

“Because she’s a manipulative, backstabbing witch,” Noah said simply. “So pretty much your typical queen bee.”

Ohhh, yeah, like that movie with the mean girls!” Katie said.

“Oh, yeah, totally!” Sadie agreed.



“Who would I like to win?” Gwen asked, blinking. Then her cheeks reddened ever-so-slightly as she looked at her feet. “Well, I mean… obviously…”

Leshawna rolled her eyes. “Girl, you got it bad.”

Gwen giggled as her blush deepened. “I want Jason to win, okay? Don’t tell anyone.”

The shot panned outward, revealing a half-dozen of the other campers had gathered around Gwen and Leshawna’s beach chairs.

“Oh, we know,” Duncan said slyly.

The camera panned briefly over to Noah in the pool, who said, “My golden lab drools less over rib-eye steak.”

Panning back to Gwen and the rest, the camera caught a giggling Lindsay saying, “And we eavesdropped again.”

“Not that it was much of a secret,” Beth chimed in, to widespread nodding.

Gwen buried her face in her hands and groaned in embarrassment.



“Jason?” DJ asked. A positively mummified Bunny sat on his lap, looking oddly peaceful despite the predicament. “He’s one tough dude, but he’s cool. He helped me out a lot.”



“Jason?” Harold, still crouching and watching Leshawna from the bushes, asked. “He’s a weird one. He stopped the others from bullying me, but he also pushed me into the jellyfish pond. I think he might have split personalities. Or a secret identity.”



“Jason’s not as tough as he seems,” Bridgette said, leaning back as she sat in Geoff’s lap in the bubble pool. “Gwen told me he has a sweet side to him.”



“Well, I think he’s pretty cruel,” Lindsay, once more back in a beach chair, said. “He was really mean to me and Beth during the paintball challenge.”



“Jason? He’s a psychopath,” Justin said. “Did you know he threatened to rip off my face with a cheese grater? Who does that?!”



“He scared Heather half to death with a psycho murderer prank in the shower,” Noah said. “Anyone who can come up with something like that gets my vote.”



“Eva? She’s really scary,” Beth said. “Like, I didn’t talk to her much, but that’s because I was afraid to go near her.”



“Eva’s… kinda mean,” Bridgette said uncertainly. “I mean, not, like, mean mean, but she’s got an abrasive personality. We didn’t really get along.”

Geoff nodded sagely. “Yeah. Dudette needs to learn how to chill you know?”



“Eva’s temper improved a lot over the summer,” Gwen said. “Yeah, she’s still got a short fuse, but she’s gotten much better about handling it. If I wasn’t voting for Jason, I’d definitely be voting for her.”

“Eh, I don’t think I would,” Leshawna interjected. “I’d probably vote for Courtney. She’s a bit uptight, but at least she’s not crazy or manipulative, you know what I mean?”

“Jason’s not manipulative!”

Girl…”



“Of course I’d vote for Courtney,” Duncan said, once more standing by the buffet table. “I told you that already. Hey, have you seen a bottle around here?”

The camera moved left and right in the negative.

“Damn it, I could’ve sworn I put it around here…”



“So,” Chris said as he walked up to Beth, “What do you think of Izzy?”

“Oh, she’s totally crazy.”



“Crazy.”



“Crazy, for sure.”



“White girl be crazy, yo.”



“Totally loco.”



“She’s crazy.”



As the day turned to night, all the residents of Playa Des Losers gathered around the pool. They were still in their swimwear, and many of them had drinks in hand.

Trent was idly playing his guitar when he spotted Cody walking up and stopped. “Dude, you got cooked today.”

“Who, me?” Cody asked nonchalantly, then let out wordless cries of pain once he sat down. “Eh-heh. Little sensitive.”

“So,” DJ said, “who do you guys want to win if you could vote right now?”

Katie, who floated in the pool on an inflatable chair, spoke up first. “Can I pick Sadie?”

Aww, you’d pick me and not you?” Sadie asked from her identical seat.

“Duh. You can’t vote for yourself, that’s tacky.”

“’kay, I’ll vote for you to win and you’ll vote for me to win!”

“Uh, girls?” Leshawna spoke up. “You gotta be in the final five to get a vote, remember?”

“Oh, yeah, I don’t know, then,” Sadie said.

“Well, I think Jason should win,” Gwen blurted out.

“We know,” Leshawna said, shooting the Goth girl a sidelong glance.

“I don’t understand what you see in him,” Lindsay said suddenly. “He’s really mean.”

There was widespread nodding and agreeing mutters.

“No, he’s not!” Gwen protested.

“No, yeah, he totally is.”

Leshawna!”

“Look, I’m sorry, girl, but Jason’s… Well…”

Gwen stood up and looked around. “Jason is kind and caring. And he’s a good listener! And he’s really sensitive about other people’s feelings!”

Stunned silence fell as everyone stared at her. After a long moment, Leshawna spoke up again.

“Uh, Gwen? What are you drinking, there?”

The Goth girl blinked and looked at her drink. “It’s fruit pun- I’m not drunk! I’m drinking the same thing as everyone else!”

There was another long moment of silence as everyone looked worriedly at their drinks. Finally, the campers looked to one of their number in particular.

“Hey, don’t look at me, I didn’t even get a chance to spike the punch! I was…” Duncan trailed off, coughed, and looked away awkwardly.

Gwen sat back down, her cheeks slightly red, though it was difficult to say if it was with embarrassment or anger. Leshawna patted her soothingly on the back.

“I’d vote for Jason,” Owen piped up.

Gwen shot the boy a grateful look. “Thank you!”

“Me too,” Noah agreed.

“Me three,” DJ added.

“By the way, is anybody else wondering what’s up with that guy?” Trent asked suddenly.

“Whaddya mean?” Leshawna asked.

Trent looked around. “You all saw the episodes up until now, right? Doesn’t it make you wonder what his background is? I mean, he said in the confessional that he’s been fighting gangs and wild animals. And then there’s all the other stuff… I’m not seriously the only one who’s a little suspicious?”

“No, you definitely are,” Gwen said in a warning tone.

“I’ve been thinking about that, too,” Harold said. “And I’ve finally figured it out!”

“Do tell,” Noah said, rolling his eyes.

“It’s obvious,” Harold said as he stood up and looked around. “It finally dawned on me when I looked at a freeze-frame close-up of his arms. You’ve seen them, right? Those dragon-shaped birthmarks?” The boy straightened, jutting his chin out dramatically. “He’s part of a secret ninja society dedicated to ridding the world of dangerous supernatural beasts! It explains everything!”

It was Duncan who eventually broke the silence that followed that proclamation.

“… Pretty sure birthmarks don’t come in those colors,” he said. “They’re obviously tattoos.”

“That’s exactly what he wants you to think!” Harold shot back.

“Yeah, no,” Duncan countered. “I’ve been thinking about it, too, and I’m pretty sure those are gang tats. He’s a big-time gangbanger, for sure. That explains the fighting, the scars, and the tattoos. He’s probably spent time in juvie, too.”

Gwen looked horrified. “That’s not it!”

“Oh, yeah? Then did he tell you about it?” Duncan asked, quirking an eyebrow at the Goth.

“Well, no, but-”

“He’s a secret ninja monster hunter!” Harold exclaimed, cutting her off.

“Big-time gangbanger!” Duncan shot back.

“Monster hunter!”

“Gangbanger!”

Monster hunter!”

Gangbanger!”

Suddenly there was an explosion of pink smoke in the campers’ midst, which incidentally served to break up the argument before it could escalate any further. When the smoke cleared, it revealed Chris, who raised his arms into the air and laughed.

“Haha! Okay, losers!” he greeted them oh-so-warmly. “It is time for the most unexpected twist of all time: Tonight, you will be voting the next camper off Total Drama Island!”

Lindsay gasped. “No way!”

“Oh, yes,” Chris retorted. “Here’s how it’s gonna work: There are no marshmallows. I’m gonna ask you one by one who you would like to see join you here tonight at Playa Des Losers. Katie and Sadie, since you share a brain, I’ll ask you both: Who would you like to vote for?”

Sadie clasped her hands together. “Oh, I miss… um…” She looked over at Katie. “Who do we miss?”

Katie frowned. “Ummm… Someone who was on our team, maybe?”

“Who, like Eva?” Sadie asked.

Somewhere, there was a ding.

“Yeah!” Katie agreed. “Wait, no, Eva’s kinda mean…”

There was another ding.

“And that’s two votes for Eva,” Chris announced, eliciting surprised gasps all around.

“Wait a minute!” Gwen said, standing up. “You can’t count those votes! They were just talking about Eva, not-”

Ding!

“And that’s three votes for Eva,” Chris stated simply.

Gwen’s eyes widened and she slapped her hands over her mouth and sat back down.

“Okay, on to next voter,” Chris said. “Lindsay.”

The blonde looked at Gwen and smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to vote for Eva.”

Ding!

“Four votes for Eva.”

Lindsay!” DJ barked.

“No, you can’t vote for me,” the blonde explained patiently. “You have to vote for someone who’s in the final five, like Eva.”

Ding!

“Guys! Stop saying Eva!” Trent exclaimed, then immediately facepalmed.

Ding!

Chris smirked. “That’s six votes Eva.”

Suddenly, a parrot – who was sitting on a nearby beach chair – spoke up. “Awk! Eva!”

Ding!

“Seven votes Eva.”

“Chris, that was a parrot!” Trent protested, likely trying to make up for his earlier mistake. “It doesn’t even know who Eva is!” Only to inadvertently double down.

Ding!

Awk! Polly wanna Eva!”

Ding!

“Nine!” Chris announced happily.



Less than an hour later, at Camp Wawanakwa…

Eva stood upon the Dock of Shame as Chef Hatchet loaded her bags onto the Boat of Losers. With some difficulty, given all the weights inside.

Slowly, the gym girl took a deep, calming breath. Then-

SONUVA-!



“And with that, we’re down to four,” Chris said as the camera panned once more to Playa Des Losers, where Eva had just stepped off the Boat of Losers wearing a shell-shocked expression. The host patted her on the shoulder before turning back to the camera. “Tune in next week to see the dramatic almost-conclusion of Total. Drama. Island!”

Awk! Eva!”



End Chapter 22



The roster

The Screaming Gophers: Gwen, Trent, Heather, Cody, Lindsay, Beth, Izzy, Owen, Leshawna, Justin, Noah

The Killer Bass: Geoff, Bridgette, DJ, Tyler, Sadie, Katie, Courtney, Jason, Duncan, Eva, and Harold
 
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Evil

Keeper of Celestial Flame
I have reread my way to being caught up and it’s still just as great as the first time. Nay, even better! I did occasionally forget I’d liked a post already though, which lead to me removing it and needing to click it again.

I actually missed a bunch of updates because I don’t get any notifications even when on the site. Which is weird because I have the thread watched, so at the very least I should see updates in my alerts.

If it matters, I’m on team Gwen as far as romance goes. I love the rivalry between Jason and Heather, but I reckon it’d be best if it stayed a rivalry. Any lingering unfulfilled romantic tension only sweetens it all the more!
 

JasonSanjo

Your Overlord and Jester
I have reread my way to being caught up and it’s still just as great as the first time. Nay, even better! I did occasionally forget I’d liked a post already though, which lead to me removing it and needing to click it again.

I actually missed a bunch of updates because I don’t get any notifications even when on the site. Which is weird because I have the thread watched, so at the very least I should see updates in my alerts.

If it matters, I’m on team Gwen as far as romance goes. I love the rivalry between Jason and Heather, but I reckon it’d be best if it stayed a rivalry. Any lingering unfulfilled romantic tension only sweetens it all the more!
Thanks!

The notification thing has been touched upon before; apparently the forum doesn't give individual OP post notifications, but instead just gives a single notification for the first update since you last checked a watched thread. So if the thread updates you do get a notification, but if you don't actually check the thread following the notification you won't get another when the thread updates again... or something along those lines.

Oh, and the romance thing is still way far up in the air. Gwen getting kicked off when she did, while it did sort of advance things between her and Jason with the kiss, put any further romantic development temporarily on hold. This of course gave Heather something of an uncontested playing field... though as we've seen one she's extremely reluctant to actually do anything with. I have several possible long-term romantic scenarios planned out, but it remains to be seen where the story actually goes.
 

VictortheMonarch

Victor the Crusader
still am loving the 'auto fuck no update' from Sietch. I am feeling happy, but with the sietch being a bitch I have strange feelings. doda javla valar i ett forhalland would be best translation, if my swedish is still in top condition, tho I highly doubt it.
 

JasonSanjo

Your Overlord and Jester
still am loving the 'auto fuck no update' from Sietch. I am feeling happy, but with the sietch being a bitch I have strange feelings. doda javla valar i ett forhalland would be best translation, if my swedish is still in top condition, tho I highly doubt it.
I'm... not entirely certain what you're saying here. The closest I can think of would be "döda jävla valar i ett förhållande", but that would translate to "dead fucking whales in a relationship" and honestly doesn't make me any wiser 😅

Edit: Unless it's in reference to there being little romantic development, maybe...?
 
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VictortheMonarch

Victor the Crusader
I'm... not entirely certain what you're saying here. The closest I can think of would be "döda jävla valar i ett förhållande", but that would translate to "dead fucking whales in a relationship" and honestly doesn't make me any wiser 😅

Edit: Unless it's in reference to there being little romantic development, maybe...?
It's a joke term from the town I am from. The translated version at least. Pretty much a jumble of words that mean nothing other than complete confusion, which is why it's fully 'dead fucking whales in a relationship'. I meant all of that, but am lazy and don't wanna run around looking for all the special characters.

Edit: besides the 'E' of course at the end of förhållande, I really thought it was spelt förhålland...
 
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