My Total Drama: Second Chance

Welcome to the sixth season of My TD! This time, instead of focusing on the popular players, we figured it'd be right to bring back the underdogs so they can become superstars. All 13 of these players have not ever won. The interesting thing is that this time, one of them will. This is My Total Drama: Second Chance!

Cookie Monsters

 * 1) B - S321
 * 2) Derek - S321
 * 3) Jeanette - Franky494
 * 4) Owen - Sunsummer7
 * 5) Staci - TrentFan
 * 6) Noah - TrentFan

Jersey Shore Rejects

 * 1) Scott - S321
 * 2) Anne Maria - TrentFan
 * 3) Johnny - Sunsummer7

Eliminated

 * 1) Heather - CoGreen2.0
 * 2) Lindsay - CoGreen2.0
 * 3) Juan - Juantheawsome (sent to Redemption Island)
 * 4) Izzy - CoGreen2.0 (sent to Redemption Island)

Pre-Chat

 * a bus arrives, and everyone gets off*

Johnny: *sniffs the air, happy to be back* Ah... *trips on steps* OW!

Jeanette: Are you O.K, *Helps Johnny up* IDK if we've met, I'm Jeanette, Nice to meet you (Not dumb anymore but not smart either)

Johnny: I'm good, and we've met before. I'm Tommy's brother, who kinda voted you out last time. Yeah... sorry 'bout that.

Scott: *jumps off the bus* Hello world! I'm ready for my second oppurtunity to play!

B: *walks off slowly* My time to shine!

Derek: *flips off* This will be awesome!

Johnny: Hey guys.

B: Hello Johnny! (CONF) Without Brick holding me back this time, I can get a chance to form my own alliance and make some of my own decisions. This time, I initiate things! (NON-CONF) Johnny? *whispers* Wanna form an alliance?

Johnny: I don't really know. We might not be on the same team for all we know.

B: *whispers* If we are, would you like to?

Johnny: Hmm... let me think about it. (CONF) Me and B are kinda on the same page on being lackeys in the past. B was Brick's, I was Tommy's. I just down want to be a lackey again. This is my game now! *flexes muscles, pulls one* OW!

B: *whispers* We will be equals as alliance mates. I will assure you that. (CONF) I need to make sure that I can convince Johnny to join the alliance. I don't care if I have to butt kiss, act like a pig or even do the chicken dance. My intention is to win this competition.

Derek: (CONF) I definetely would like to join an alliance. If I do so, I probably will be safe from elimination for a while at least. It would be horrible if I got out early. There's so much to explore around here!

Scott: (CONF) I have not been known for being a vocal person, but I will set out to change that this season! I want to buy a dang' ol pickup truck when I get home.

Noah: *arrives, sarcastically* Oh great another season. This seems fun. ........Yeah.

Staci: My great great great-

Anne Maria: Sip it pasty. You need a tan.

Scott: Where in the h*** are we?!

Derek: I don't know! But this place looks awesome!

Noah: You're so optimistic..........I don't like it to be honest.

Derek: Well I don't like your pessimism!

Noah: *sarcastically* Oh sorry your highness.

Derek: Shut up you sarcastic prick!

Noah: *sarcastically* Yeah, sure I'm so scared of you, I'll do what you want. *non-sarcastically* It's called life, you'll meet people you don't like and you'll have to live with it.

Derek: Deal with this b****! *slaps Noah on the back hard, causing a red mark to form*

Noah: *a little hurt* Ow. How barbaric. Now if you're done wasting my time go form other enemies, *sarcastically* It'll get you so far. *walks away*

Derek: *sarcastically* Oh you're so smart! Maybe you should become a professor.......of FAILURE!

Owen: *steps out of bus* Guys, let's just chill out. No arguing, okay- *sees Staci* Wow... so beautiful! *fawns*

Derek: (CONF) I despise Noah and his sarcastic attitude.

Staci: So then my great great great grandma invented cookies.

Owen: *to Staci* That's very impressive! Check this out. *eats cookies and burps how to spell cookies*

Staci: Oh, that's cool! My great great great great great great great great great great great great great great uncle invented burping.

Owen: Well what about this? *burps "great" 14 times, the amount Staci said it*

Staci: Cool!

Johnny: *to Anne Maria* What's up?

Anne Maria: Just noticing how much ya need a tan.

Johnny: Oh, okay. *goes over to Noah* Hi, I'm Johnny.

Noah: .....Hi.

Johnny: What's wrong?

Noah: I'm not really a fan of people.

Juan:yo people

Team Picking
Chris: Johnny, you were the most social. It was planned pre-game that the most active person would join the teams. So Johnny, who do you pick for the teams? Exclude yourself.

Johnny: The first team will be B, Derek, Jeanette, Owen, Staci, and Noah. The second will be Scott, Juan, Heather, Lindsay, Izzy, and Anne Maria.

Chris: Okay. Johnny, you will go to a nifty place called Exile Island! You will get a clue to an idol. Since we have an odd number of players, you will get off scot free and not be the first out. You will go to the team that loses the first challenge.

Johnny: *goes to Exile Island*

Chris: Teams, name yourselves.

Staci: How about the Great Great Great Great Cookie.........Monsters?

Chris: Staci's team: The Cookie Monsters. How about the other team?

Anne Maria: The Jersey Shore Rejects.......and me.

Chris: Okay! The Cookie Monsters and the Jersey Shore Rejects!

Derek: (CONF) Cookies are a favorite snack of mine, and the Cookie Monster is really funny! I love whenever he gobbles up a cookie! (NON-CONF) COOKIE MONSTAHS FOR LIFE!

B: YEAH!!!!! DAD WOULD BE PROUD! (CONF) My dad is a rapper known as The Notorious B.I.G. He almost got gunned down when I was young, but he barely got away. I think he'll like the team name for sure!

Noah: *sarcastic* Yeah Cookie Monsters. Nothing is better than Sesame Street.

Cookie Monsters Camp (1)
B: *hikes into camp* Woah, this place is pretty sweet!

Derek: Yeah I know! *whispers* Hopefully Mr. Positive over there *points to Noah* won't ruin our time! *laughs*

B: *laughs* Yeah! I think it would actually kill him to smile!

Noah: *first sees Derek pointing at him, then hears B and walks over* Yeah and it'd kill you to lose weight.

B: *mockingly* Yeah, and it'd kill you to lose weight! *normal voice* And it would kill you to actually fight like a man toothpick! *punches his arm hard, bruising it* My dad taught me how to fight! This is muscle! He has a lot of friends, and if you don't shut your mouth, they'll give you a little visit! A visit you'll never forget! Now say one of your smarmy remarks again. I dare you!

Noah: *arm bruised but he's not really that hurt* For shame B, I thought you were better than that. Threatening people- what were you a bully in high school? And is that really muscle? Muscle would be thinner and bulkier that is just fat. Looks like your father didn't raise you right with how you've been acting. You should be ashamed. A threatening sidekick. *walks away*

B: I never have been a bully you little know-it-all punk! My dad told me to never take crap from anyone! He was with the greats! 2Pac! Puffy! You name it! You can't back up your intellect!

Noah: *stops and walks back* Oh, but I can. Sure I guess that's an excuse, but did your father really want you to be a SIDEKICK? A lackey to Brick? Answer me, B.

B: I was letting Brick dig his own grave you little motherf*****! That way, less people would target me! Name 5 strategical achievements of yours! My dad has been in business! He knows the ropes! If you insult him again, he'll send someone after you! I promise!

Noah: I wasn't insulting your father right now. I was telling you to be, you should be ashamed. And back to the strategical achievements, I have many outside Total Drama. I don't really care about Total Drama, I'm just here because my parents wanted me to do something physical- before you bring it up as a retort, I may be weak physically, but I'm strong mentally. Anyways B, if you were a real man, you would take the hits yourself. You should try doing that instead of just hiding behind someone like a coward.

B: Considering that you're supposedly a man of intellect, that's a bad call! I needed to coast by without calling attention to myself! Brick was attracting a lot of negative attention, and no one accused me of anything like they did with Brick. I also have brains as well! I am an expert engineer and great at Math! You may have brains, but I also have muscle and connections on my side! I may not take a lot of hits, but at least I'm smarter, stronger and more well acomplished!

Noah: You're not in any way smarter or well-accomplished B, but I'll give you the point that it was a smart, but cowardly move to let Brick take the bullets, and either ways you did horribly in Revenge of the Island without him, making me now question your statement of just USING Brick, because without him all you did was panic and look for idols.

B: Ah but I still made it to the merge, even if it was barely! Anyway, on the subjet of intellect, let's have an academic decatholon! If I win, you have to stop pestering me, and admit I'm smarter. We will also compete in an athletic decathalon! If I win, you must admit I'm stronger, and vice versa.

Noah: I already told you, I'm not strong or athletic, if you were listening. If you were smart you would have caught that B, therefore I'm done conversing with a dumb caveman with a bigger ego than Brick's. Just one flaw is what it takes. I'm resting my case- and before you call me a coward or chicken, recall the way you acted in Revenge of the Island, and besides in my intelligent mind I already won thanks to your flaw. Farewell. *leaves*

B: THAT'S IT! YOU HAD IT COMING TO YOU NOODLE BOY! *runs after Noah, jumps onto him and beats him up*

Noah: *manages to slip out before B does any major damage* That pretty much proves my point. B, you truly lost this battle though I may be slightly damaged. I proved you were dumb. Had an ego. Are a bully. You should be ashamed.

B: Oh yeah! You should be ashamed of this Einstein! *jumps onto Noah, holds him down and beats him senseless*

Noah: *slips out again with a black eye and sprained leg* Resorting to these tactics B? You must be dumber than I thought. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to go find ice for my eye. I'll admit you're strong, but that's it. Bye. *hops away from B to Owen* Hey, do you know where any ice is?

B: Oops! I forgot the finishing touch! *takes out a razor and shaves Noah's hair into a mohawk* Now I'm done dork! *walks away laughing*

Owen: *was watching Staci, so didn't hear Noah* What? Oh, sweet mohawk dude! *returns to watching Staci*

Noah: Whatever.

Staci: *walks over to Noah and Owen* Hi guys, did you know my great great great grandfather's best friend invented mohawks?

Owen: Really? That's great!

Staci: Ya!

Noah: So seriously, where's some ice or a- *a coconut out of nowhere falls on Noah's leg breaking it* Yeah. Typical day in my life.

Paramedic: Don't worry Noah! We'll treat your wonds! *An ambulance pulls up out of nowhere, and Noah is loaded in* *the ambulance is driven away, but Noah falls out the back and onto the beach*

Noah: It's official I'm one step closer to hating everything. *slowly crawls back to Owen and Staci and eventually gets there in 30 minutes* Can someone call Chris?

B: (CONF) I know that Brick always found idols, so maybe I can too! My dad will be proud of me, and I can rub it in Noah's face! (NON-CONF) *walks around in the jungle, secretely looking for the idol*

Derek: Noah, I know we haven't gotten along very well in the past, but I can help treat your wounds! *wraps Noah's wounds in palm leaves as a bandage*

B: *searches in the swamps for the idol* Nope!

Derek: (CONF) I hope Noah doesn't hate me as much now! Considering that I just bandaged him up, he should at least be somewhat thankful. But then again, it's Noah!

B: *checks on the ground* Not here!

Derek: *chops a coconut*

B: *sees a tree with a hole, sticks his hand in and gets it* *quietly* Wohoo! *reads* "Congrats. You found the Hidden Immunity Idol. Use this after the vote to save yourself or someone else" *stuffs it in his pants*

Jeanette: *To Noah and Derek* Wanna be in an alliance?

Derek: Ok.

B: *whispers* Can I join too?

Jeanette: O.K, It'll be me, Derek and you, B as Noah hasn't accepted

Jersey Shore Rejects Camp (1)
Scott: This place looks mighty fine! (CONF) Me and my pappy always went camping out in the boondies in the summer time! We would do it like real men! We'd pitch a tent, start a fire, roast marshmellows and swap manly stories, and in the morning, I'd make him waffles!

Anne Maria: Yeah whateva'. *continues to use hair spray*

Scott: I can start a mighty fine fire wit' my eyes closed! *collects a pile of fire wood, finds some rocks, closes his eyes, starts rubbing sticks together, and a fire starts forming* *opens his eyes* YEEEHAAWWW!!! I DID IT! I REALLY DID IT AGAIN! *starts dancing around in a circle*

Anne Maria: *Creeped out*

Scott: Time for mah daily swim! *throws off his wifebeater,slips off his shorts, revealing his swim trunks, and dives into the clear blue water, then spits it out* This is much better than that dang ol' pool down the corner in my neck of the woods!

Juan:hi guys

Scott: (CONF) The water...was amazing! I'd kill to swim in it every single day! Usually, the water at my town's pool is filled with rat urine, and dog feces, so swimming in it ain't fun! This on the other hand is a great change!

Exile Island
(only Johnny)

Johnny: I can't believe I'm the first person to ever be on Exile Island! It's overwhelming! YAY! *passes out*

Challenge
Chris: Welcome to your first challenge contestants! We are reusing a challenge from My TDRI! One gunner, one driver, three skiers, and a new feature, the controller. The controller goes to the basement of the boat, and operates it to keep it safe. The driver will drive the boat while the gunner will fire a seagull at the bells. There are ten bells and ten seagulls. Oh, and the three skiers will be skiing. For the Cookie Monsters, Owen is driving, Derek is gunning, B is controlling, and Jeanette, Noah, and Staci will be skiing. For the Jersey Shore Rejects, Anne Maria is driving, Scott is gunning, Juan is controlling, and Heather, Lindsay, and Izzy are skiing. GO!

Owen: *driving fast*
 * the boats start traveling with the drivers and skiers, ready for the gunners and controllers*

Scott: *gets his aim ready*

B: *steering the boat*

Derek: *gets his aim ready*

Owen: *starts going to first bell* Now!

Derek: *fires a seagull at the bell*

Scott: *turns the aimer around and aims, but it hits Anne Maria in the head* (CONF) I wanted to intentionally lose this challenge so that we could cut some of the dead weight loose! I think that Anne Maria ain't contributing enough, so this will ensure that she goes home!
 * The Cookie Monsters score a the first point*


 * With Anne Maria knocked out, the boat crashes into a rock, the shotgun is still intact*

Owen: *goes to another bell* Now!

Derek: *fires*

Scott: *"accidentally" knocks over the shtgun and it falls into the ocean*

Chris: Okay, the Cookie Monsters are the only team that scored and the Jersey Shore Rejects are disarmed, so the Monsters win!

B: WOHOO!!! *throws his cap into the air and catches it*

Derek: Cookie Monsters for life!

Scott: Son of a b****!

Noah: Yeah......Cookie Monsters........go team.

B: *to Scott, whispering* Here take my idol for the time being *hands him the idol* Tell everyone you have it, and they won't vote you out. Then give it back to me when my team loses.

Scott: *takes it* Ok

The Jersey Shore Rejects
Scott: I tried so hard today! I don't know what overcame me!

Jersey Shore Rejects Vote (1)
Chris: Vote here. If anybody has an idol, play it after you've been voted out.

Anne Maria: (CONF) I vote Juan. He needs a tan.

Scott: (CONF) I vote Juan. I may have sucked at what I did, but at least I DID something!

Chris: Juan, you have been voted out. You have a chance to return to the game however, via Redemption Island.

Cookie Monsters Camp (2)
B: (CONF) I feel so alive this morning! We didn't have to eliminate someone, and hopefully Scott eliminated someone with his idol! (NON-CONF) *drinks some coconut juice*

Derek: (CONF) I'm definetely the muscle of this team! That always isn't the best role to have around the merge, but for now, I'm ok with that label.

Jeanette: (CONF) So My alliance is B and Derek. They seem very nice and I hope we get to the final 3 (NON-CONF) Hi Alliance (Sorry for inactivity, Please make challenges last longer as I'm from England - Franky)

Jersey Shore Rejects Camp (2)
Johnny: Finally, on a team. Hey guys.

Scott: Welcome to the team! (CONF) I'm going to use this idol *shows the idol the camera* to my advantage until it no longer can be used! If I didn't have it with me last night, I could have potentially been voted out. With it in my possession, I can keep the tribe under my control. Only a moron would try voting someone out when they have an idol in their possession! Well an idol with these rules at least. I've watched Survivor over the years and while he's not a great player, I think will try to use this idol like Russell did. (NON-CONF) I think I'm going to go catch some fish! *he takes out the fishing spear he brought with him, hurls his shirt off, and dives into the water*

Johnny: Good luck!

Scott: *swims around underwater, trying to spear a large fish*

Challenge
Chris: Today's challenge is a race! The team with the most people across will win immunity for their team! GO!

Johnny: *running fast*

Owen: *trying to run, but not fast* COME ON! I CAN DO THIS!

Scott: *running, but then trips by "accident"* Whoops!

B: *charges at full speed*

Derek: Owen, I'll help you out! Hook onto my arm and I'll pull you along! *reaches his arm out to Owen*

Owen: *grabs onto Derek's arm*

Johnny: *running faster and faster*

Derek: *runs quickly, pulling Owen*

B: *runs faster*

Johnny: *runs past Scott* Come on, we can do this!

Owen: Thanks Derek!

Derek: *running faster* No problem!

B: *keeps running*

Scott: Ok! *gets up and falls again by "accident"* Man, I'm so clumsy today!

Johnny: *passes B*

Owen: *to Derek* Johnny's gaining on us!

B: *charges ahead of Johnny*

Derek: NOT ON MY WATCH! *charges faster into the lead*

Johnny: *crashes into a tree*

Owen: There we go! Almost at the finish!

Johnny: Oh yeah? *runs more, still a bit banged up by the crash*

B: *runs faster, and crosses the finish line* Wohoo!

Derek: *still dragging Owen along, and reahes the finish line, then steps over it with Owen* Hooray! We did it!

Chris: The Cookie Monsters win again!

Pre Vote
Johnny: (CONF) We lost. Oh well, we'll get them next time! Besides, I have an alliance with Scott and Anne Maria! (NON-CONF) *to Scott, whispers* Hey, is it gonna be Heather, Lindsay, or Izzy? Also, another thing concerns me. It's 3 of us, what if they are allied? Unless we have an idol...

Scott: *whispers* First off, it's going to be Heather. Second, I have the idol *shows it to him*

Johnny: Oh, okay.

Jersey Shore Rejects Vote (2)
Johnny: I vote for Heather. She isn't trustworthy.

Scott: I vote for Heather as well. She hasn't contributed to the team.

Anne Maria: Heather. She's too pasty.

Chris: Heather, you are voted out. You have a chance to return to the game however, via Redemption Island.

Cookie Monsters Camp (3)
Owen: *walks to Staci* Hey Staci! What's up?

B: *lounging in the sun* (CONF) Everything is going so well currently! I'm in the majority alliance, winning challenges, and no one is thinking of voting me out! Once we lose, that idol is mine again, and anyone who tries voting for me will pay the price!

Derek: *doing a dance*

Bird: *flying, poops on B, flies more* (XD)

B: GRRRRRR!!!! STUPID BIRD! I'LL DESTROY YOU! MY DAD BOUGHT THIS HAT FOR ME AND NOW YOU RUINED IT! I MEAN IT! THIS IS WAR BIRD! WAR!!!

Bird: *flies toward B, takes the hat, and flies off*

B: *his face drops, completely speechless, then he regains his composure* NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bird: *drops the hat into a volcano, hat burns up*

B: *pounding the sand with his fists* I just realized! *pulls out his spare hat and puts it on* Much better! *realizes something* *pulls out a huge roll of double stick tape, and tapes the hat to his head* *lets out a cackling laugh* NO STUPID BIRD WILL STEAL MY HAT THIS TIME!

Stupid Bird: *poops on back-up hat*

B: So that's how you want to play this game huh?! Well I have an unstoppable strategy! *darts to the shelter and hides underneath it* TRY AND GET ME NOW!

Stupid Bird: *flies under shelter, poops on B's hat once more, flies away*

B: *his face turns red with anger, and steam comes out of his nose and ears* THAT'S IT BIRD! IT'S THE FINAL STRAW! YOU LEFT ME NO OTHER OPTION! I'LL HAVE TO TAKE YOU DOWN! *creates a bow and arrow kit and shoots an arrow at the bird* YAAAAH!!!

Stupid Bird: *catches arrow, throws it at B which stabs his hand, flies far, far away*

B: *yelps in pain and jumps off the ground, high in the air* YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!! *he lands on the ground with a thud*

Noah: *hops in the shelter* What's with the screaming? It's interrupting my reading.

Owen: B just passed out and ketchup is all over his hand! *to B* Are you on a growth spurt?

B: NO! I just got my hand pierced when I was trying to shoot down a dumb bird! Get me medical attention!

Noah: I may not like you but I'll attempt to get medical attention. This death isn't cruel enough.

Medic: *injects anesthesia into B's hand, takes out the arrow and stitches his hand up*

B: Phew! That's much better! *to Noah* And you'll pay for that comment! *chases after him growling*

Derek: *gets out popcorn and watches* (CONF) This is awesome! I get free entertainment while I'm out here! It may sound sadistic, but this is AWESOME! I hope they keep trying to kill each other like Tom and Jerry!

Noah: *gets in the confessional and stays there*

B: *banging on the confessional door* WHEN I GET IN THERE, YOU'RE GONNA PAY FOR THAT COMMENT P****! CAUSE' YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE!!! *bangs harder*

Noah: (CONF) Well while I'm in here. I guess I'll say..........I'm not enjoying the competition. This has all been stupid.

Owen: GUYS! STOP TRYING TO KILL EACH OTHER AND LOOK OUT!

Stupid Bird: *comes back with an army of birds*

Derek: *sees what just happaned and starts laughing heavily* THAT WAS HILARIOUS!
 * The birds bust the confessional and take all of Noah's books*\

B: *also laughing* YEAH I AGREE!!!

Birds: *take all of Derek's popcorn and all of B's spare hats*

Derek and B: *eyes bug out and their jaws drop* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Owen: I know you three aren't best friends, but please work together to save my LIFE! *is knocked off cliff* AH!!! *falls into water*

Derek: *gasps* Don't worry Owen! I'll save you! *rips off his shirt, and the William Tell Overture starts playing*

B: *playing it on a trumpet*

Derek: B!

B: Oops! *laughs nervously* Sorry!

Derek: *gets a head start, runs towards the cliff and dives off* FOR OWEN! AIAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! *he is headed towards a jagged rock and doesn't realize it, he lands on the rock with a giant bump on his head* OUCH!!!

B: *calling out from the top* DEREK! ARE YOU OKAY?!

Derek: *loopy* YES! I'M OKAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!!!!

Noah: .......Okay any other ideas?

B: I GOT IT! I SAY WE DO THE CHICKEN DANCE IN OUR UNDERWEAR!

Derek: *weirded out face*

Noah: *scarred for life just by the line*

B: Come on! I'm so down for it! *actually gets in his underwear and starts doing it* YEAH! SEE ME GO!

Derek: Excuse me for one moment! *runs to the nearest bush and vomits violently* No, not done yet! *vomits more* Now I'm better!

Noah: I am now scarred for life and any afterlifes.

Faux Chris: Will Owen be saved from potential doom?! Will B and Noah finally start to get along?! And will Scott stop throwing challenges!? Find out all these exciting answers and more on TOTAL DRAMA SECOND CH-

B: Hey! You're not Chris! You're an imposter!

Faux Chris: Yes I am! See, I look just like him!

B: *Doesn't believe him* DEREK! *starts beating the Faux Chris up*

Derek: *joins in*

B: TH-TH-TH-TH-THAT'S ALL FOLKS! FOR TONIGHT! The crew needs to go to bed!

Derek: *turns his head towards the camera too* Yeah! *continues beating up the Fake Chris*

B: *to the camera* And while we're brutally beating up this phony, enjoy these messages!

Jeanette: Hi (Please Sun, TRY to make challenges last longer)
 * commercials start*


 * commercials end*

Faux Chris: *in a daze* Okay, after that commercial with begging to have something last longer, I present to you My Total Drama- *faints*

Owen: *walks up to B, Derek, and Noah* Hey guys. I heard you guys made two attempts to save my life. Thanks for that. I was deep in the water, but I'm very skilled at hearing. There was apparently a suicide attempt by Derek, and a disturbing dance by B. Great efforts guys! Eventually I floated right back up to the surface, and then I met you guys here. Anyway, lets do the chicken dance in our undies! *he, B, Derek, and Noah do the chicken dance* By the way Noah, that mohawk still looks good. *whistles*

Jersey Shore Rejects Camp (3)
Scott: There goes another one! (CONF) I'm not trying to sound delusional right now, but I really am the king of this tribe! Everyone is kissing my hands like I'm a god! Soon, I'm gonna make my next chess move, and hopefully, I'll KING ME!

Johnny: *walks to Scott* Hey dude, what's up?

Scott: Nothing really.*hangs his wifebeater up on the clothes line* That thing is completely waterlogged!

Challenge
Chris: This challenge is to jump off a cliff into water.

Owen: AGAIN?!

Chris: Yep.

Jeanette: *Jumps* Yippee, this is fun, *Pauses in Mid-air* there are no sharks right

Sharks: *grinning in water*

Owen: HOLY CRAP!

Jeanette: Hi Sharky, I'll name you Biter, You Crunch, You Sierra as you stalk Billie *10 minutes later* and you're called Sunny-Bright. *Lands in water*

Derek: FOR THE TEAM AND OPRESSED MEN EVERYWHERE! *rips off his shirt, and the William Tell Overture plays* *hears B* B! NOT AGAIN!

B: *puts his trumpet away* Oops! *laughs nervously* Sorry!

Derek: *dives off the cliff and into the water* WOHOO!!! I ACTUALLY DID IT!

B: *runs off the cliff* CANNONBALL!!!!!!!!!

Derek: *sees B* AAAAAHHHH! *tries to swim away from him*

B: *lands in the water on top of Derek, and a huge tidal wave is formed* THAT WAS AWESOME!

Derek: *in the water, muffled* Get off me!

B: Oops! Sorry! *gets off Derek, pulls him up and he is flat as a pancake*

Derek: *glares at B*

B: Don't worry! I'll have you fixed in a jiffy! *Takes out a bag labeled "Assorted Bag of Junk" and pulls out a tire, a rubber chicken, a picture of himself, a balloon and finally, a bicycle pump* Hold still Derek! This won't hurt a bit! *puts the handle in his mouth, pumps air through it, and Derek is inflated like a balloon* Ahh! Much better! *suddenly, Derek starts to lose air and deflates around the island*

Derek: YAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! *he completely becomes deflated* Oh s***! *flaps his arms as hard as he can, trying to fly, but he falls down through the cliff, leaving an imprint of himself and into the water again* AHHHHHHHH!!!! *lands in the water with a splash, then spits it out* Remind me to NEVER jump before you again!

B: Can do captain! *salutes Derek*

Derek: *facepalms*

Owen: ... TIME TO CONQUER MY NEWEST FEAR! *jumps, notices Derek* Swim for your life, dude!

Derek: *sees Owen and his eyes bug out in fear* AAAAAHHH!!! B! HELP!

B: SAVE YOURSELF MAN! *swims away in time* Phew!

Derek: *swimming as fast as he can, but Owen lands on top of him, and a giant tidal wave forms*

Owen: Sorry man!

Derek: *muffled, underwater* Get off!

Scott: Cliff diving?! I love me some cliff diving! *runs to the cliff and jumps off* GERONIMO!!!!!

Derek: *hears Scott, muffled* Sometimes I wonder why I signed up for this show.

Scott: YAAAAAAHHH! *lands in the water on top of Derek* That got the adrenaline going! *shakes his hair dry*

Derek: *gets his head out of the water and straightens his back* YOUCH! First I get crushed by a fat guy, then I get crushed by ANOTHER fat guy, and now I'm crushed by a hillbilly! This day can't get any worse!

Scott: Uh Derek....your trunks fell off! They're over there! *points to them*

Derek: *his eyes become wide with horror, then he screams as loud as he can, and it zooms out to the universe* AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OK! THIS DAY OFFICIALLY GOT WORSE! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Scott: It's alright buddy! Just do whatever I do when I have problems! SCREAM AS LOUD AS YOU CAN!

Derek: *irritated* I'M DOING THAT ALREADY YOU MORON!!!!!

Scott: Oh right! But I'd LOVE to join in! *starts screaming loudly* AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Derek: *even more irritated* AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *he screams for 3 more minutes in a row*

B: Derek, what's going on?

Derek: WHAT'S GOING ON?! What kind of question is that?! I've been pummeled by you and Owen, inflated like a balloon, crushed by that redneck, lost my swim trunks, and now he's driving me completely insane! What should we do? *referring to Scott* Hit him with one of those objects in your bag?! Tackle him?! Steal all his clothes and throw them in the ocean?! I'm so down for the third option! Come on, join me! We can empty it all out by next week!

B: *restrains Derek* Get a grip on yourself man! As annoying as Scott is, let's just play along with him and make him feel superior! Then we can catch him by surprise later on!

Derek: Hmmm....interesting! I'm in!

B: But remember. No matter how much that guy makes you want to shoot someone in the face, just kiss his butt as much as you can, and he'll buy into it! His ego's larger than the state of Texas!

Derek: Fine! But if I am involuntarily admitted to the state funny farm, it's your fault!

B: Ok, I take full responsibility captain! *salutes Derek*

Derek: *facepalms* Do you REALLY have to call me Captain?!

B: What?! It suits you!

Derek: Whatever!

B: *whispers* I'll encourage Scott to make him feel even better! Watch this! *normal voice* Hey Scott! We all loved your screaming! Do it again!

Scott: Really?! Ok! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Derek: *plugging his ears up, glaring at B* I hate you...

B: Hey Scott! That was awesome! But we all want it louder!

Scott: If you say so! *screams even louder* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (CONF) I can't believe people actually love my screaming! This is enough to make a man cry! *a tear comes out of his eye* But not this man! Get back in there tear! *the tear goes back into his eye* Anyway, I tried screaming for my school's talent show and I was booed off stage! People were throwing shoes, ketchup packets, even rocks at me! Since B loves it so much, I should do it every day!

Derek: *to B* Are you CRAZY?! I'm going to go prematurely deaf thanks to you! Then I'll have to buy a hearing aid, and need to shell out lots of money for it! I hope that you're willing to pay for all it Mr. Let's Stroke Scott's Ego!

B: Don't worry Derek! I assure you he'll stop eventually!


 * 5 hours later*

Derek: *glares at B*

B: Ok! Let's give it a week! I'm sure he'll forget all about this!

Derek: Yeah! Or else you're paying for my medical bills!

B: Aye aye Captain! *salutes Derek*

Derek: *facepalms* How many times are you going to say that?!

B: I dunno! Until it stops being funny! *chuckles*

Derek: *growls with anger*

Johnny: CANNONBALL! *jumps, lands on Derek* Sorry.

Derek: *in the water, muffled* OH COME ON!

Chris: Okay, the Cookie Monsters win for the third straight time!

B: Wohoo!!!!

Jersey Shore Rejects Vote (3)
Johnny: I vote for Lindsay.

Scott: (CONF) Lindsay, if you ain't first, you're last, but since you can't be last, you're whatever place you come in on Redemption Island.

Chris: Lindsay, time to go.

Cookie Monsters Camp (4)
Derek: *wakes up, and straightens his back* If Chris wants us to do anymore challenges that involve jumping from a high height, I have a few simple words to say to that! COUNT.ME.OUT!!!!!

B: Come on man, it wasn't that bad!

Derek: Don't make me even get started on how many bruises I have on my back!

Owen: Aw, I sure it isn't that bad- *looks* ALEXANDER THE FREAKING GREAT THAT'S BAD!

Derek: Tell me about it!

B: (CONF) Derek still is venting about what happaned yestarday and it's really getting on my nerves! He needs to chill out and realize we didn't mean to injure him! Even if it was kinda funny! *laughs*

Derek: *chopping wood with the machete*

B: I'm bored! *sees a gold coin on the beach* Hey what's that?! *goes over to it and grabs it* This looks shiny! *examines it* *reads it* "Worth $1,000". I'm rich! I'm really rich! Derek, I just found gold! *shows him the coin* It says it's worth $1,000!

Derek: *examines the coin* I hate to break it to you B, but this coin isn't worth $1,000. Read the back *hands it back to B*

B: *reads" "This is not actual tender" *hurls the coin onto the ground* I'VE BEEN RIPPED OFF!!!

Jersey Shore Rejects Camp (4)
Scott: *whistling* Another one bites the dust!

Johnny: Yep. (CONF) The more I've been thinking, the more I noticed I've been a lackey to Tommy. This time, I need to do some thinking on my own for once. This game should be mine if everything works out.

Scott: (CONF) I need to make sure that no one questions my authority. I can't let anyone suspect anything. If someone starts to become suspicious, I'll do what Russell did to Marissa and get them out!

Johnny: (CONF) Don't tell Scott this, but I starting to get the sense that he's not as honest as I think. I mean, he's been really suspicious by just "happening" to knock our shotgun down and keep falling down. I know the first part because I watched the episode before I was on a team. Well, I'm not gonna tell him that I don't trust him... yet.

Scott: *listens in on what Johnny's saying* That little drip! *screaming* JOHNNY! GET OVER HERE PRONTO!

Johnny: *mockingly* Yes, sir.

Scott: First off, shut up! Second, I heard you saying that I'm untrustworthy! How is that so?!

Johnny: You've been throwing challenges... *decides to mock again* sir.

Scott: I'm not sir! And that was to eliminate dead weight!

Johnny: Aha! You admit it... sir.

Scott: Yeah, but it wasn't to get you out!

Johnny: Well... I'll rejoin you if you tell me where you got your idol. *pulls out lie detector* And this will help me. It's always good to bring this on these shows. *tests Scott* Now where did you get your idol?

Scott: B gave it to me after the first challenge.

Lie Detector: *beeps TRUE*

Johnny: Good, I trust you.

Scott: Good, I trust you too.

Challenge
Chris: Today's challenge is a talent show! I will judge. You have a bit to audition in front of your team. Get to it!

Derek: *to his team* I'll play my guitar and sing "School's Out" by Alice Cooper! *gets out his guitar and starts singing*  Well we got no choice All the girls and boys Makin all that noise 'Cause they found new toys Well we can't salute ya Can't find a flag If that don't suit ya That's a drag

School's out for summer School's out forever School's been blown to pieces

No more pencils No more books No more teacher's dirty looks

Well we got no class And we got no principles And we got no innocence We can't even think of a word that rhymes

School's out for summer School's out forever School's been blown to pieces

No more pencils No more books No more teacher's dirty looks

Out for summer Out till fall We might not go back at all

School's out forever School's out for summer School's out with fever School's out completely

Owen: Awesome! Anyone else?

B: Let's let Derek do his act.

Scott: I can play the banjo! *starts playing it horribly* Ain't I great?!

Johnny: *faking* Yeah, it's awesome! Anyway I guess we don't have any other choice but to add you, me, and Anne Maria. Izzy doesn't do too much... *refers to My Total Drama World Tour* again.

Owen: So B, you got a talent?

B: I can rap like my dad! *starts rapping "Juicy" by Notorious B.I.G*

(F*** all you h***) Get a grip motherf****r.

Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters, and all the n***** in the struggle, you know what I'm sayin'?

Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee, uh

[Verse One:]

It was all a dream I used to read Word Up magazine Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine Hangin' pictures on my wall Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack With the hat to match Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha You never thought that hip hop would take it this far Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky I'm blowin' up like you thought I would Call the crib, same number same hood It's all good

Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, n****, uh

[Chorus:]

You know very well who you are Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars You had a goal, but not that many 'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty

[Verse Two:]

I made the change from a common thief To up close and personal with Robin Leach And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way The Moet and Alize keep me pissy Girls used to diss me Now they write letters 'cause they miss me I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff I was too used to packin' gats and stuff Now honies play me close like butter played toast From the Mississippi down to the east coast Condos in Queens, indo for weeks Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak Livin' life without fear Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood And it's still all good

Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, n****

[Verse Three:]

Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this 50 inch screen, money green leather sofa Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur Phone bill about two G's flat No need to worry, my accountant handles that And my whole crew is loungin' Celebratin' every day, no more public housin' Thinkin' back on my one-room shack Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back And she loves to show me off, of course Smiles every time my face is up in The Source We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us Birthdays was the worst days Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay Uh, damn right I like the life I live 'Cause I went from negative to positive And it's all...

(It's all good)

...and if you don't know, now you know, n****, uh Uh, uh...and if you don't know, now you know, n**** Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, n****, uh

Representin' B-Town in the house, Junior Mafia, mad flavor, uh Uh, yeah, a-ight

Owen: Awesome! Check me out! *rides a unicycle while juggling 3 balls*

Derek: That's good Owen!

B: Yeah! It's really good!

Owen: So it's me, Derek, and B?

Derek: Yeah

Chris: Time for the talent contest! First up is B!

B: Ok everyone. I'm going to rap "Juicy" by my dad The Notorious B.I.G *does it*

Chris: Okay, I give it an 8. It was great, but had a lot of words that aren't allowed on this show. Next, Scott!

Scott: Hello everyone! I'm going to treat you to some music on my here banjo! *takes it out, and starts playing it*

Chris: *covering ears* This is awful! It's a 1! Next, Derek!

Derek: Hey everyone! I'm going to play "School's Out" by Alice Cooper on my guitar, and sing it! *starts playing and singing "School's Out"*

Chris: I give it a 9. Next, Anne Maria with her talent!

Anne Maria: *shows how to put make up on* So first you grab a mirror then- *it goes on*

Chris: Anyone can put make-up on. 3.

Owen: *juggles three balls while riding on a unicycle, it starts breaking after enduring so much weight*

Johnny: I think we'll catch a break.

Owen: *his unicycle breaks and he lands on the ground with a thud, the three balls fall on his head one by one*

Chris: That was awesome! Didn't work out, but hilarious! 9!

Johnny: (CONF) I needed to do a talent, and I needed to think it up quick. But what? (NON CONF) *starts singing like a legend*

Chris: *dazzled* 10!

Johnny: Yes!

Chris: However, the Cookie Monsters still win immunity in a result of 26-14.

Jersey Shore Rejects Vote (4)
Johnny: (CONF) Izzy. You've done nothing.

Scott: (CONF) Izzy, you aren't helping.

Anne Maria: (CONF) Izzy, you ain't worthy of being a Jersey Shore Reject.

Chris: Izzy, time to go.

Cookie Monsters Camp (5)
Owen: Another beautiful day!

Derek: You said it!

Owen: Things are going great! We just keep winning!

Jersey Shore Rejects Camp (5)
Johnny: Morning guy and gal.

Challenge
Chris: Today's challenge is dodgeball! You know the rules!

Johnny: ... *"accidently" throws one at Scott* Oops.

Derek: *throws one at Johnny*

Johnny: *deflects it and it hits Scott*

Chef: Scott, out of the challenge.

Owen: I love dodgeball! GAME ON BABY! *hurls one speedily at Anne Maria, it hits her hair*

Chef: Doesn't count.

B: *throws it at Johnny*

Johnny: *"tries" to dodge but is hit*

Owen: YEAH! *hurls one at Anne Maria again, which hits her*

Chef: The Cookie Monsters win their fifth dang challenge in a row.

Jersey Shore Rejects Vote (5)
Johnny: (CONF) I've come to the conclusion that... Scott totally needs to get out of here. He's thrown challenges, and I decided to return the favor to flush his idol out. I've decided to go a little Tommy-style on him. Win or lose, I'm gonna go out with a BANG!

Scott: (CONF) Anne, your time here is up. I've had enough of you!

Anne Maria: (CONF) I pick Joh- *is handed some lip gloss through the confessional with a note that says "From Johnny"* Scott.

Chris: In a 2-1 vote it's Scott! Any last words?

Scott: Why yes Chris! I have a hidden immunity idol! *whips it out and gives it to Chris* I'm using it on myself!

Chris: Okay, the two votes for Scott, do not count. Anne Maria! Time to go!

Cookie Monsters Camp (6)
Owen: We are unbeatable!

B: You said it!

Derek: Hey, have you seen Staci and Noah? It seems like they've been gone all morning.

Jersey Shore Rejects Camp (6)
Johnny: (CONF) Now that it's 6-2, I figured I might as well look for the idol now. After all, I do have a clue! (NON-CONF) *looking around* The clue says that it's in some sort of cave. *looks in a cave, but doesn't see anything*


 * 5 minutes later*

Johnny: Think, Johnny, think. (CONF) I was getting more and more frustrated, but then I noticed something. The clue doesn't tell you exactly where it is, but you gotta think outside the box. Notice how it said some sort. (NON-CONF) puts hand inside a hole in a rock, feels something and pulls it out* "Congratulations you have found the Hidden Immunity Idol".

Staci: *lost, obviously in the wrong chat, carrying Noah* Do you know where the Cookie Monsters Camp is? I need to tell someone some more stories, Noah's already worn out from their amazingness!

Noah: .......Help me.........

Johnny: *puts idol in pocket and sees Staci and Noah* Are you guys lost?