Total Drama Paradise

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Staff
Host: Nalyd

Assistant: Bob the Leprechaun

Fighting Ducks
Belle

Jaz

Josh

Sarah

Dyl

Thrashing Rabbits
Elian

"The Rat"

Jacob

Lucas

Conquering Sloths
Julio

Veronica

Cindy

Dustin

Eliminated
1. Philip Fighting Ducks

2. Martha Fighting Ducks

3. Lequisha Thrashing Rabbits

4. "The Hobo" Thrashing Rabbits

5. "Ugly" Fighting Ducks, then Thrashing Rabbits

6. Billy Fighing Ducks, then Conquering Sloths

7. Sam Thrashing Rabbits, then Conquering Sloths

8. "Dome" Fighting Ducks, then Thrashing Rabbits

9. Mara Thrashing Rabbits, then Fighting Ducks

Chapter One
(Sorry about the tense problems)

Total Drama Paradise Chapter 1

Amard is an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. It is the only island with nothing but jungle. To most, it’s a paradise, but to a group, it is the exact opposite. A boat approaches on the gentle water. On the boat, awaits twenty-two teenagers, and an angry Leprechaun. Don’t worry; the Leprechaun is driving the boat. Slowly, the boat pull into dock and the teens emerge. Dazed and confused, they look at each other confused. “Surprise!” shouts a man jumping out of a bush. “Welcome to Total Drama Paradise! All of you, and Bob the Leprechaun, will be staying here until only three of you remain. I’m Nalyd, you’re host. Now all of you please line up and say something about yourself. You first, Belle.” The castaways line up.

“I’m Belle, and I’m a nerd,” Belle said, waving to her fellow castaways.

The girl next to Belle stood up. “What’s up everyone? I’m Jaz and I like forests, and anywhere outdoors.”

A small boy next to Jaz reached his hand up, “Hi guys. I’m Josh and I’m a player!” He hoped to get some laughs, but nobody did. Nalyd pointed to the girl that everyone was staying away from.

“I’m Ugly.” The whole island exploded in laughter. “Shut up! It’s what people call me, it’s not my fault!”

A muscular boy in a pink t-shirt raised his hand. “Hi guys! I’m Billy! I know we’re all going to be super-duper friends!”

“I’m Philip,” said a short boy in a straight jacket.

“What’s with a straight jacket?” said a boy near the end of the line.

“Philip here is just a little bit special,” Nalyd said grinning. He pointed to a girl in green lifting a dumbbell.

“I’m Elian; I’m an Olympic-gold-medalist-in-training.” Elian put the dumbbell down and began doing push-ups.

A gothic boy waved to everyone, a frown on his face.

“That’s Dyl,” Nalyd informed them. “He’s quiet and likes the color black.”

“I’m Dome,” said a boy dressed as a cowboy and wearing green sandals.

“Dome?” said the boy near the end of the line from earlier.

“Yeah so?” Dome asked. The boy at the end of the line chuckled, and then turned away.

“I’m Martha,” said a girl in a black shirt with pink sleeves. “I’m an ex-Goth.”

A tall boy stood forward, “I’m Lucas, and I’m not supposed to be here! I never signed-up or anything!”

“Hey I know you! You’re the biggest joke on the internet!” laughed the mean boy at the end of the line. Lucas shot a nasty word at him, that the mean boy shrugged off.

“I’m Veronica, and I’m here because daddy told me I need to get a job, and if I win I won’t have too,” said a cheerleader-type girl in blue.

The girl next to her was already covered in dirt, like she’d been there for a long time. “I’m Cindy, and I actually reside here in Amard!” There were some “oohs” and “aahs” from the group, all hoping she’d be on their team. A nerdy boy, twice as nerdy as Lucas and Josh began talking, “I’m Dustin, and I’m really cool!” People laughed, not only because of how wrong he was, but his voice sounded like Steve Urkel.

Two girls dressed in black raised the hands. The skinny one said, “I’m Sarah, and this is Mara. We’re BGFFL’s.”

“Best Gothic Friends For Life,” Mara said. Dyl waved at Sarah and she waved back.

“Hey! ‘Sup y’all! Lequisha in da house!” said a rather large girl.

“Hi guys, I’m Sam,” said one of the hottest girls on the island. Josh caught himself drooling even. “I’m here to prove to my parents that I’m all grown up.”

A short kid stepped out to face everyone, “Hey guys! How’s it goin’? I’m Julio, and this is going to super fun!” Many of the guys noticed that his hand was on his hip and the lisp.

A smelly kid with green hair raised his hand, “Hi guys! I’m The Hobo! You guys can call me that, because, well, that’s what I am!”

A boy in a blue track suit raised his hand, “I’m Jacob and I’m here to push it to the limit!”

The mean boy was next, “Yo guys. I’m The Rat.”

“For obvious reasons,” Lequisha said smi

“Settle down,” Nalyd said, “The first eleven of you, Belle, Jaz, Josh, “Ugly”, Billy, Philip, Elian, Dyl, “Dome”, Martha, and Lucas are the Fighting Ducks. The rest of you, Veronica, Cindy, Dustin, Sarah, Mara, Lequisha, Sam, Julio, “The Hobo,” and “The Rat” are the Thrashing Rabbits! Report back here in one hour, here are maps to your tribe locations, good luck finding them.” Nalyd gave Belle and Veronica maps, and the two teams went their separate ways.

The teams get to their tribes and start building their huts. Lequisha leads the Thrashing Rabbits, while a fight breaks out between members of the Fighting Ducks.

“You idiot, the roof needs to be made of more twigs!” Philip shouted.

“No! Twigs won’t keep us dry!” Belle shouted back, “Leaves are what this hut needs.”

“Guys, we only have a twenty more minutes until the challenge,” Lucas said, trying to keep the peace.

“Shut it!” Belle and Philip shouted. They continued to yell at each other.

Lucas stepped into the confessional, “Seriously? One day and our tribe members are already Our team needs a leader, somebody to emerge and say, ‘Yes! We can do this!’” Lucas climbed out of the confessional repeated his speech, and was then locked in the confessional, “Hey!”

They soon removed him and all of them went back to the dock. “Welcome back,” Nalyd said greeting the two tribes, “Your first challenge is too make fire. First tribe to get a fire three feet tall wins invincibility and pop-tarts. Ready, set, go!” The Thrashing Rabbits quickly gathered sticks and rocks, and began getting sparks, while Belle and Philip’s fighting, put out any fires that started. “The winners” Nalyd shouted, “are the Thrashing Rabbits! Fighting Ducks come to Tribal Council tonight.”

The eleven castaways of the Thrashing Rabbits walked away laughing, enjoying their pop-tarts. The Fighting Ducks returned to their tribe and discussed who their voting for. Philip threatened Josh, Lucas, Dome, and Billy into an alliance with him. Belle convinces Jaz, Ugly, Elian, and Martha to vote with her. Dyl refused either alliance.

The eleven tribe mates marched down to Tribal Council. They lit their torches and sat on their logs. “This is Tribal Council,” Nalyd said sternly, “I will ask you one by one to go cast your vote. Belle, you can go first.”

Belle marched up to the podium, and quickly wrote down Philip. She held the name to the camera, “Philip, you’re a jerk. Not only that, but you’re useless to the team.” Belle puts the name in the ballot box, and the rest of her alliance votes.

Philip’s alliance approaches the podium, one at a time. Lucas wrote down Belle, “Belle, I’m sorry. You’re cool, but if I vote Philip and he stays, I’m dead.” He put the vote in the ballot box.

Nalyd waited for everyone to vote, “I’ll go tally the votes.” He walked off to get the box. “Once the votes have been read, the person with the most votes will immediately have to leave and walk down the Path of Disgrace, and ride the Bus of Humiliation.” He pulled a name out of the box, “Belle. One vote Belle. Belle. Two votes Belle. Philip. Two votes Belle, one vote Philip. Belle. Three votes Belle, one vote Philip. Belle, and another Belle. That’s five votes Belle, one vote Philip.” Belle cringed in her seat. “Philip, Philip, Philip, Philip. That’s five votes for Belle, five votes for Philip.” Belle and Philip turned to Dyl. “The first person voted out of Total Drama Paradise is,” He paused. Belle turned pale, and Philip’s eyes started turning strange colors. “Philip.”

“What?” Philip screamed at Dyl. “If I ever see you, you stupid little son of a-” Nalyd shot Philip with a tranquilizer dart, and Bob wheeled him away.

Nalyd doused Philip’s torch with a bucket of water, “Philip, the tribe has spoken. All of you, head back to camp.”

Chapter Two
Total Drama Paradise Chapter Two

“All of you head back to camp,” Nalyd instructed the campers. The ten remaining campers of the Fighting Ducks marched back to their camp, nearly silent; all except for the laughs at Philip, and cheers for Dyl.

“That was awesome!” Belle said as they arrived back at camp, “Thanks Dyl.” She held him close. When she let go Dyl went into the guys hut.

“Thanks for saving us Dyl,” Lucas said. All the guys sat in a circle. Dyl raised an eyebrow.

“He means, you got rid of the biggest jerk here, other than ‘The Rat,’” Billy said, “So we’d like to form a guy’s alliance with you. Dyl shrugged, and then nodded.

Josh stood up. “The only problem is, is that the tribe has split evenly into two alliances, each consisting of five members.” Dyl nodded again. “Our only hope is if one girl switches alliances.”

“Or hope there is some sort of tie-breaker,” Dome said. The others in the hut nodded, and Dyl looked out to the girls, huddled around what the fire pit they had lit, using the fire remaining in their torches.

“Maybe we should have an alliance leader,” Ugly said. All the girls looked to Belle.

“Ok,” she said shrugging. She stepped into confessional. “We doubt that the guys can seriously form an alliance. They just voted out one of their own, and I bet they barely trust Dyl. The girls and I came up with an elimination order; ‘Dome’, Lucas, Josh, and Billy. Leaving Dyl, but I plan on taking him to the end.” She stepped out of confessional, and the Fighting Ducks fell asleep.

The Thrashing Rabbits had one alliance, consisting of all eleven of them. Lequisha stepped into the confessional, “Okay, our tribe is totally rocking; except for that nasty little ‘The Rat!’ That guy can’t even go by his real name! How can any of us trust him?” Their tribe went to sleep, with their bellies full of pop-tarts.

The next morning both tribes went back to where they had all arrived. “Thrashing Rabbits, getting their first look at the new Fighting Ducks. Philip voted out at the last Tribal Council. Are all of you ready for today’s challenge?” The castaways nodded. “Today, there will be a relay race. Each tribe will pick five people. Go tribes.” The two tribes decided amongst themselves. The Fighting Ducks chose Billy, Dyl, Jaz, Lucas, and Dome. The Thrashing Rabbits chose The Rat, Jacob, Sarah, Cindy, and Dustin. “Ready, set, go!” Nalyd shouted.

The Rat tripped Billy, and was able to reach the second person first. Jacob dashed to Sarah, who wasn’t particularly fast. Billy finally tagged Dyl, who ran all the way to Jaz, who caught up with Sarah. Jaz got the lead and tagged Lucas. Sarah tagged Cindy, who quickly got ahead of Lucas. She tagged Dustin, and the Thrashing Rabbits won. “Rabbits win!” Nalyd shouted. The Thrashing Rabbits gathered and congratulated each other. “Ducks, you have a date with me tonight.” The two tribes and Nalyd left.

Back at camp, Lucas stepped into the confessional. “We know who we’re voting for. Dyl said he’d try to get Belle to vote with us.”

Dyl brought Belle out to the forest with him. “You wanted to tell me something Dyl?” Belle said smiling. Dyl rolled his eyes and whispered who she needs to vote for in her ear. “Sure, anything you say Dyl.”

The ten remaining campers in the Fighting Ducks tribe marched back to Tribal Council. “Wow,” Nalyd said. “You guys are really pathetic. It is time to vote.” One by one the campers approached the podium.

Lucas wrote down Martha. “Sorry, you just don’t do anything.”

Ugly wrote down Lucas. “You and Billy cost us the challenge, but Billy is cute.”

“I will tally the votes,” Nalyd said. “Lucas; one vote Lucas. Martha; one vote Lucas, one vote Martha. Lucas, Lucas, Lucas. Four votes for Lucas, one for Martha. Martha, Martha, Martha, Martha. Four votes Lucas, fives votes Martha. Second person eliminated from Total Drama Paradise, Martha.” The girls all gasped except for Belle, who smiled and waved at Dyl. Dyl rolled his eyes. “Martha please bring me your torch.” She brought him the torch, a tear in her eye. “Martha, the tribe has spoken.” He put out the flame on her torch. “It is time to walk the Path of Disgrace, and ride the Bus of Humiliation.” She did so and left. “All of you, head back to camp.”

Chapter Three
Total Drama Paradise Chapter Three

“All of you, head back to camp,” Nalyd said. That was his second night in a row telling the Fighting Ducks that they could return to their huts.

“How could you Belle?” Jaz shouted on their way back to camp.

“I’m sorry,” Belle said. She didn’t mean it and probably never would. She walked next to Dyl, and attempted to hold his hand, but each time he’d wriggle free. Once they arrived at camp, Belle went right to sleep. The other girls stayed up long into the night. Jaz, Ugly, and Elian sat around the fire.

“What are we going to do?” Elian asked. She knew she hadn’t made many friends, and would probably be the next to go. “The guys have us out-numbered and it’s all thanks to that little traitor Belle!”

“I know,” Jaz said, “Our only hope is to win these next challenges, or make ourselves more useful around camp.”

Ugly nodded. “Maybe we could convince some guys to vote Belle with us next time.” The girls all agreed and got into their hut to sleep.

The guys sat in their hut. “I was scared there for awhile guy,” Lucas said, “Thanks Dyl.” Dyl shrugged, as the guys thanked him for making the tribe run smoothly.

“So who’s going next?” Josh asked.

“Belle,” Dome said. Dyl’s eyes widened. “Well, she might consider herself part of the alliance, so it’ll be easier if we dump her now. Agreed?” The guys all agreed, and went to sleep, except for Dyl who stayed up all night thinking about Belle.

At the Thrashing Rabbits tribe, a fight had broken out between the men of the tribe.

“I’m the leader of the tribe!” Jacob shouted.

“You wanna bet?” The Rat shouted back.

“Guys, lets just try to be best-est buddies!” Julio suggested. The Rat shoved him into the group of girls watching.

“I’m the smartest!” Dustin said. The Rat threw a punch at Jacob, which started a wrestling match.

“Tisk, tisk,” Julio said. He sat down to strategize with the girls, who were lead by Lequisha.

“We have to get rid of The Rat!” Lequisha hissed to the girls and Julio. “He’s been causing trouble since day one!” The girls and Julio agreed, and went to bed.

The next morning the two tribes returned to the challenge field. “Bringing in the new Fighting Ducks, Martha voted out at the last Tribal Council. For today’s challenge, you must rank yourselves by how important you are in your tribe, first tribe to do this successfully wins invincibility, and access to a fruit salad bar. Go!” The Fighting Ducks immediately placed Dyl at the top and Belle at the bottom. They then compared how much each of them had done to help around the campsites. The boys of the Thrashing Rabbits fought amongst themselves “If the Thrashing Rabbits are going to get in this, they need to hurry!” Nalyd shouted. The boys randomly ordered themselves, with The Rat at the top. “The Fighting Ducks win! They’ve been done for like five minutes.” The Fighting Ducks had ranked themselves in order from least to most important; Belle, Lucas, Ugly, Jaz, Elian, Billy, Josh, Dome, and Dyl. The Thrashing Rabbits eventually ordered themselves; Mara, Julio, Lequisha, Sam, Veronica, Cindy, Sarah, The Hobo, Dustin, Jacob, and The Rat. “Fighting Ducks, congratulations. Lequisha you look annoyed.

“I am,” Lequisha said, “I think I should be in the top two, and Julio should be up there. All of us have contributed to the tribe; we all deserve that first spot, except The Rat.” The Rat snickered.

“I’m sorry Lequisha,” Nalyd said, “But The Rat will be getting immunity for being in first place.” Lequisha turned lava red with blind fury. “You guys come on down to tribal council in a few hours.” The two tribes returned to their campsites, and Nalyd returned to his poker game with Bob.

At the Thrashing Rabbits tribe, Lequisha became in charge of who the girls, and Julio, voted for, giving them the majority. “This person we’re voting for could change the game, but we have to do it,” Lequisha said.

The Rat grabbed Julio and threw him into a bush. “Kid, you better vote with us guys tonight.”

Julio squirmed. “Oh my gosh! Not cool!”

The Rat whispered to Julio, “Tell all of the girls to vote for somebody other than who you chose to, and then us guys can do a blind-side.” The Rat whispered who they were blind-siding, and what would happen to Julio if he backed down. Julio told each girl to vote for somebody else. The tribe marched down to Tribal Council.

“Welcome to Tribal Council,” Nalyd said, “First, everyone needs to light their torch. Good. Now one by one I will ask you all to cast a vote for who should go. First, The Rat.” The Rat marched up, quickly wrote down a name, swore about the person, and sat back down.

Sarah walked up and wrote down Cindy, “Sorry girl, but blame Lequisha.”

Cindy walked up and wrote down The Hobo. “You smell.”

Mara voted for Dustin.

Veronica voted for Mara.

Lequisha and Sam voted for Jacob.

“I’ll tally the votes,” Nalyd said. “Cindy, The Hobo, Dustin, Mara, Jacob, Jacob. Did any of you talk about you’re voting?” Lequisha gasped. “Here we go,” Nalyd said pulling out five more ballots. “Lequisha, Lequisha, Lequisha, Lequisha, Lequisha. Looks like Lequisha’s out.”

“What?” Lequisha shouted, “Girls! Why didn’t you vote Jacob with me?” Jacob stood up, shook his fist angrily, and sat back down. The girls explained what Julio did, and Julio told Lequisha what The Rat said. Lequisha stormed off, swearing vengeance on The Rat.

Nalyd doused her torch, “Lequisha, the tribe has spoken. All of you, head back to camp.”

Chapter Four
Total Drama Paradise Chapter Four

“All of you, head back to camp,” Nalyd said, and the ten remaining Thrashing Rabbits returned to camp. They arrived and the whole team sat around the campfire.

“Did you see the look on her face?” laughed The Rat, “That was so worth it, right Julio?”

Julio sighed, “Yeah, whatever.” Julio walked into the boys’ hut and went to sleep. Once all the boys had gone to sleep, the girls began talking in their hut.

“Julio has to be the next to go,” Sam said. Lequisha had been her best friend on the island.

“What if we can get rid of ‘The Rat?’” asked Sarah.

“I don’t care!” Sam shouted, “Julio is a little traitor! End of discussion!”

Sarah rolled her eyes. “Whatever, I’m still voting for the rat. Julio had no choice!”

“Shut up!” Veronica shouted. The Thrashing Rabbits stayed up most of the night

At the Fighting Rabbits tribe, the nine remaining members were enjoying their fruit salad. Dyl sat out by the beach, and Belle followed. “Isn’t it a beautiful night, Dyl?” She said, sitting down. Dyl nodded in agreement, and took a bite of cantaloupe. “I think our losing streak is over,” Belle said. Dyl shrugged. “I wish you’d talk more,” Belle said. Dyl shook his head. “Oh, okay then.” Dyl yawned. “Were you gonna put your arm around me like boys do on dates to movies?” Dyl shook his head, looking somewhat scared. “Oh.” Dyl stretched, then lied down and fell asleep. Belle lied down next to him, and he woke up with her hugging him. Dyl screamed and ran back to the tribe.

Dyl stepped into the confessional, and passed out in there.

That same night that Belle attempted to bond with Dyl, the other girls had plans of their own. Ugly tried flirting with Billy, but scared him into hiding. She ended up flirting with Dome, who didn’t mind her hideous appearance. Jaz hung out with Josh, but Elian claimed to have too much dignity.

The next morning, the two tribes arrived at the field. “The new Thrashing Rabbits, Lequisha voted out last night.” Most of the people on the Fighting Ducks gasped. “Today’s challenge is you have to race to the top of a volcano. Today you’re playing for invincibility and a trip to the most romantic restaurant in all of Amard.” Belle’s eyes glowed. “Go!”

The two tribes started on opposite sides of the volcano. The boys on the Fighting Ducks helped some of the girls, and Lucas, up, while the feuding Thrashing Rabbits pushed each other down. After thirty minutes of climbing, Josh, Lucas, Belle, Dyl, The Rat, and Elian were up all the way. After a total of two hours, only The Hobo and Dome remained. “I’m not losing this!” Belle shouted, and she and Billy dragged Dome to the top of the volcano. “We win!” Belle said and they all cheered, except for Dyl who was preparing to jump into the volcano. “Don’t you dare!” Belle said grabbing him.

“Fighting Ducks win!” Nalyd declared, “Thrashing Rabbits, I think you know the drill.” The Hobo rolled back down the volcano. The Thrashing Rabbits marched down to Tribal Council, everyone looking out for themselves. “Rabbits, it is time to vote.”

The Hobo wrote down Mara, “You’re cute, but really slow, and have creepy eyes.”

Sam wrote down Julio and swore about him. Julio wrote down The Rat, “You messed up the game for me.”

“I’ll tally the votes,” Nalyd said. “Julio, Mara, ‘The Rat’; one vote for each of you. ‘The Hobo’, ‘The Hobo’, ‘The Hobo’. Three votes for ‘The Hobo’, and one for Julio, Mara, and ‘The Rat’. ‘The Rat’, ‘The Rat’, Julio, Julio. There are Three votes for ‘The Hobo’, Julio, and ‘The Rat,’ and one for Mara. We have a tie… which means we will count all previous votes for Julio, 'The Rat', and 'The Hobo.' The next person eliminated is, 'The Hobo.'"”

“’The Hobo’ the tribe has spoken." The Hobo left the tribe, crying. "All of you, head back to camp,” Nalyd said.

Chapter Five
Total Drama Paradise Chapter Five

“All of you, head back to camp.” The nine remaining members of the Thrashing Rabbits returned to their tribe and all went right to bed. They were all sick of each other. They had no idea that the next day their prayers would be answered.

At the ‘Most romantic restaurant in all of Amard,’ some of the Fighting Ducks were enjoying their dinner. The restaurant was made of bamboo, and had no roof so the couples could see the sky. Bob the Leprechaun played a harp in the background. Elian sat alone, claiming that she didn’t want to sit with any of the boys. Jaz and Josh sat together, and so did Ugly and Dome. Billy and Lucas sat together, which greatly amused the others. “We’re not together!” Lucas screamed. Billy began to cry. “No, no, it’s okay,” Lucas paused, “but just for tonight.”

Dyl and Belle sat together. Belle had ordered them a bowl of spaghetti to share. “Isn’t this a romantic evening Dyl?” Belle asked. Dyl shook his head, and then ate a forkful of spaghetti.

Nalyd stepped into the confessional, “I was hoping the Fighting Ducks would win that. It’s so fun to bug Dyl.”

Dyl and Belle took a bite at the same time, and ended up both grabbing the same piece of spaghetti. They continued eating, until their lips met in the middle. “Oh Dyl,” Belle said. Dyl began choking, but Belle didn’t notice. “You know Dyl; I’ve liked you since you saved me from elimination the first night.” Dyl turned blue and fell on the floor. “We should definitely hook up after the show.” Dyl passed out. Bob the Leprechaun carried him out to the medical tent.

“So Josh,” Jaz said, we should probably vote together.” Josh’s mouth was full of rice so he nodded. “I was thinking we vote for Belle.” Josh nodded again. “Good.”

Ugly and Dome bonded over their stories of public humiliation. “And when I was born,” Ugly said, “The doctor slapped my mom!”

Dome shook his head, “I have one that’s worse. One time, I was visiting my grandma in the retirement home, and on my way out the receptionist said residents had to sign out! I’ll never leave my hat home again.” They laughed at each other, and by the end of the night were making out behind a bush.

The next day, the two tribes returned to the field, but there were three platforms, instead of the usual two. Dyl was wheeled in, in a wheelchair. After choking the previous night he had to be on life support. “Welcome guys. The new Thrashing Rabbits, ‘The Hobo’ voted out at the last tribal council.” Some of the Fighting Ducks gasped, surprised that The Rat hadn’t been voted out. “Today, the two tribes will become three.” The two tribes went silent at first, and then started cheering. “We have picked three of you to be tribe captains. The captains will each pick a person, then that person will pick somebody, and so on. The captains are ‘The Rat,’ Belle, and Julio. The three most disliked contestants are deciding the fate of the rest of you. ‘The Rat’ will lead the new Thrashing Rabbits, Belle will lead the new Fighting Ducks, and Julio will lead the Conquering Sloths. ‘The Rat’ you may begin.”

The Rat chose Jacob.

Belle chose Dyl.

Julio chose Billy.

Jacob chose Dome.

Suddenly, the camera broke while Dyl was choosing the next person. The camera revived and Sarah walked toward the Fighting Ducks.

Billy chose Veronica.

Dome chose Ugly.

Sarah chose Mara.

Veronica chose Cindy.

Ugly chose Elian.

Mara chose Josh.

Cindy chose Dustin.

Elian chose Lucas.

Josh chose Jaz.

Finally, Dustin had no choice but Sam.

The Thrashing Rabbits were The Rat, Jacob, Dome, Ugly, Elian, and Lucas.

The Fighting Ducks were Belle, Dyl, Sarah, Mara, Josh, and Jaz.

The Conquering Sloths were Julio, Billy, Veronica, Cindy, Dustin and Sam.

“Today’s challenge,” Nalyd said, “Is a race through the jungle. The last tribe to get everybody through loses. Today you guys are playing for invincibility. For the tribe that comes in first, a cruise on the boat that brought you here day one. Also, in the forest there will be six of these.” Nalyd held up a small tiki-like object. “This is an individual immunity idol. If you find one, or more, in the forest you can use it at tribal council to protect yourself, but only after the votes have been cast but before they’re read. Ready, set, go!”

Everyone started by looking for individual immunity (However due to lack of cameramen only those who headed for the finish line.) The Conquering Sloths decided that they’d go right for the finish line, so that their tribe could stay strong. However, one member of the tribe found an idol on their way. “The first team across the finish line,” Nalyd shouted, “is the Conquering Sloths!” They cheered proudly, and Nalyd pointed to the cruise. They ran to the boat, and Bob drove them off into the sunset.

Belle wheeled Dyl through the jungle. “Sorry about last night Dyl.” Belle raced to the finish line. “We’re here!” She saw that the boat had left. “Oh no! I’m sorry Dy- Dyl?” She looked down and saw the empty wheelchair. Dyl had been left behind in the jungle.

Sarah and Mara walked through the jungle and found Dyl on the ground. “You okay?” Sarah asked. Dyl shook his head and explained all that has happened to him on the island. They carried him through the jungle. “That Belle sounds messed up,” Sarah said. Dyl nodded.

They crossed the finish line and Belle grabbed Dyl. “Oh Dyl, I’m so sorry!” She put him back in the chair.

The Rat charged across the finish line, “Yeah baby!” Soon after, Lucas, Jacob, and Elian had crossed the finish line. The two teams were waiting for Josh, Jaz, Ugly, and Dome. Both couples were making out on the forest, and neither had realized that the challenge was still going on. There was rustling in the nearby bushes, and Jaz and Josh emerged.

“The Fighting Ducks win invincibility! Thrashing Rabbits I’ll see you at tribal council.”

Back at the Thrashing Rabbis camp, Elian, Dome and Ugly formed an alliance. “So who are we voting for?” Elian asked.

“The Rat,” Ugly said, “so he can’t start weaving his webs of lies.”

“We can get Lucas to vote with us,” Dome suggested. He later asked Lucas and he agreed.

The tribe marched down to tribal council. “Welcome back to Tribal council. For some of you, this could be the foundation of the rest of the game. First to vote tonight is ‘The Rat.’”

The Rat voted for Ugly, “If I have to look at your face one more day I’ll kill myself.”

Lucas voted for The Rat, “Jerk.”

Jacob voted for Ugly.

“I’ll tally the votes,” Nalyd left and got the vote box. “Would anyone like to play an individual immunity idol now?” The Rat stood up and gave Nalyd the idol. “All votes cast against ‘The Rat’ will not count. ‘The Rat,’ ‘The Rat,’ ‘The Rat,’ ‘The Rat,’ ‘Ugly,’ ‘Ugly.’ Looks like ‘Ugly’ is out.”

Ugly stood up. “What?”

Dome screamed, “No!” They kissed and Ugly was dragged away by Bob. She struggled to get back to Dome, but was knocked out by Bob.

“’Ugly,’ the tribe has spoken.” Nalyd put out her torch. “All of you, head back to camp.”

Chapter Six
Total Drama Paradise Chapter Six

“All of you, head back to camp.” The five remaining Thrashing Rabbits returned to their camp.

“Oh man,” Jacob laughed, “That was classic.”

“That was funnier than when Lequisha got voted off,” The Rat said grinning.

Dome sagged behind, crying. He was comforted by Elian and Lucas. “She wasn’t ready to go,” he sobbed. Ugly had just been voted, and Dome was very depressed.

The Rat and Jacob went into the boys’ hut. “Lucas has to go next,” The Rat said.

Jacob shook his head. “No, ‘Dome.’ He’s sad and depressed and probably won’t be able to do well in the challenges.” The Rat gave him a thumb up and fell asleep.

Dome, Lucas, and Elian sat around the fire. “’The Rat’s’ going down,” Dome said. “There’s no way he can save himself again.” Lucas and Dome walked into the boys’ hut, and Elian slept alone in the girls’ hut. She was very happy about this.

At the Fighting Duck camp, Jaz and Josh were hanging out on the beach, Sarah and Mara were strategizing in the girls’ hut, and Dyl sat alone watching the fire. Belle watched him from behind a hut, unsure if he was still mad at her. “So, who are we voting for first?” Jaz asked Josh, holding onto him.

“Belle,” Josh said, “we were planning on her going before, and we still have too; especially to save Dyl.” They laughed and kissed.

Sarah and Mara sat in the hut, also gossiping about Belle and planning her downfall. “Poor Dyl,” Mara said, “Having to put up with Belle. She has to go.”

“Definitely,” Sarah said, and they went to sleep.

Dyl sat by the fire, happy to be off of life support. Belle stepped next to him, “Hey Dyl. Can I sit down?” Dyl nodded and she sat down. “I’m really sorry for dumping you out in the jungle yesterday. Are you still mad at me?” Dyl shook his head. Belle saw the sad look in Dyl’s eyes, and left him. Dyl stayed up all night watching the fire burn all the way into ashes.

On the cruise, the six Conquering Sloths forgot all of their troubles. They partied all night on the cruise. Around midnight, Billy, Julio, and Dustin had gone into their cabin and fallen asleep, the girls stayed up long into the night, debating on who to be voted out. “Julio!” Sam screamed. “He switches votes too often.”

“Maybe Billy,” Veronica said. “I mean, he is the only person from the Fighting Ducks on this tribe, and he might turn.”

“Well,” Sam said, “Lets just see if we lose, okay?” The other girls nodded and they went to sleep. Bob the Leprechaun steered the ship back to Amard so they’d arrive for the next challenge.

The next morning, the Conquering Sloths walked off the boat, and the other two tribes arrived as well. “The new Thrashing Rabbits, ‘Ugly’ voted out at last night’s tribal council.” Dome winced a little, but Nalyd continued. “Today’s challenge is a pent-athalon! Five extreme challenges, one day. However you are playing for something that is probably worth it, both winning tribes will get to read e-mails and letters from home and invincibility. The winning tribes will be the ones that won the most challenges. The first challenge is a three-legged-race. Tribes, pick your racers.” The Fighting Ducks chose Belle and Dyl, the Thrashing Rabbits chose Elian and Jacob, and the Conquering Sloths chose Billy and Cindy. “Go!”

“So Dyl,” Belle said while they were running, “are you feeling better?” Dyl frowned and shook his head. “Oh what’s wrong?” Dyl turned away and they tripped. Jacob and Elian dashed ahead of both enemy teams and won.

“Thrashing Rabbits win the first challenge!” Nalyd shouted. “The next challenge is being buried alive for two hours. People will be put in a glass box then put underground. There is a red button in the box in case you can’t make it and want to get out. Tribes pick your victims.” The tribes chose Josh, The Rat, and Julio. The three contestants got into their boxes. “Bob is going to stay here with you guys, the rest of us are going to do the other three challenges.” The other fourteen contestants and Nalyd walked away. “Now, each tribe will attempt to catch a Snipe.”

“Snipe?” Billy said.

“Yes,” Nalyd said, “A Snipe; a small rodent with green fur, no tail, and wings. The whole tribe is allowed to participate. Go, campers, go!” After thirty minutes of searching, the campers gave up. “Okay, you all lose!” Nalyd cheered. So challenge four will be skydiving from 30,000 feet! Every team will pick one person.” Jaz, Lucas, and Veronica were chosen, and they got in the plane. “Okay, Lucas is going first,” Nalyd said as the plane went up into the air.

“I’m not doing that! Do you think I’m crazy or something?” Lucas asked. He sat down in his seat and Veronica approached the door.

“Hurry up,” Jaz said impatiently. Veronica started to back up and sat down. Jaz jumped, and Lucas stood up.

“I can’t let my team down!” Lucas screamed, and jumped. Veronica stayed on the plane.

“Okay,” Nalyd said, “Two points for the Thrashing Rabbits and one point for the Fighting Ducks. The last challenge is a dare challenge. All tribes will pick one dare giver, and one dare taker. Dare givers will dare the dare takers of other tribes, first tribe that fails the dare loses the challenge.” The Fighting Ducks chose Sarah to give dares and Dyl to take them. The Thrashing Rabbits chose Elian to give dares and Dome to take them. The Conquering Sloths chose Sam to give dares, and Cindy to take them.

“I dare Cindy,” Sarah said, “to lick ‘Dome’s’ head.” Cindy did so, and nearly threw up.

“I dare ‘Dome,’” Sam said, “to French kiss a skunk.” Dome did, imagining he was kissing Ugly.

After thirty dares, the hardest one was said. “I dare Dyl,” Sam said, “to kiss Belle for ten seconds.” Dyl turned pale, and Belle lit up. Belle puckered up, and Dyl began leaning in. half a centimeter from her face, Dyl ran away and threw up in the bushes.

Bob the Leprechaun walked in and whispered something into Nalyd’s ear. “It’s official!” Nalyd declared, “Fighting Ducks and Thrashing Rabbits win! Bob will take the eleven of you and you can view videos from home on the boat. Conquering Sloths, the only thing you’ll be seeing is another person being eliminated.” The three tribes left.

The Conquering Sloths had decided who they were voting for. They marched down to the tribal council, everyone with their own hope of who was getting eliminated.

Julio walked to the podium and cast his vote. “Sam, you’ve had it out for me for three days, and you’re bad attitude is ruining our tribe.”

Sam voted for Billy. “Veronica’s right and no Fighting Ducks belong in this tribe.”

“I’ll tally the votes,” Nalyd said, “Does anybody have an immunity idol and would like to play it?” Nobody raised there hands. “One vote for Sam. One vote for Billy. Two votes for Sam. Two votes for Billy. One vote for Veronica. The sixth person eliminated, Billy.” Billy handed Nalyd his torch, and Nalyd put it out. “Billy your tribe has spoken.”

Billy waved good-bye. “Julio,” Billy said, his eyes filling with tears, “Don’t give up. I’m a member of the Girly Boy Society too!” Julio lit up and they hugged. Julio waved good-bye to Billy as he walked away.

“All of you, head back to camp.”

Chapter Seven
Total Drama Paradise Chapter Seven

“All of you, head back to camp.” The Conquering Sloths returned to camp from their first tribal council.

“Why?” Julio hissed st Sam.

“Why what?” Sam asked, acting like she didn’t know.

“Why did you guys target Billy?”

“He used to be a Fighting Duck. Nothing personal, it’s just that the old Fighting Ducks dominated the other two tribes,” Veronica explained, “Trust me, ‘The Rat,’ Jacob, Sarah, and Mara are doomed.”

Julio walked off into the boys’ hut. Dustin also went in. “I’m sorry I didn’t vote with you, Julio,” Dustin said. “If the three of us had voted for Cindy, she would’ve gone, and we’d have the majority vote.” Julio nodded. “We need one of them on our side, or we need an immunity idol.” Julio had a scared look on his face. Dustin could make out the expression, “Oh. I don’t have one either. So let’s just hope we win these next challenges.” Julio nodded and they went to sleep.

On the boat, The Thrashing Rabbits and Fighting Ducks were watching videos from home. The Rat got a video from his cell-mates, Jacob got one from his friends at the gym, and Lucas got videos from his internet friends. Dome got a video from his hair-care specialist. Elian got a letter saying that she was selected to be a personal-trainer-in-training.

Jaz got a letter from her parents, congratulating her on making it so far. Josh got a video from his yoga instructor, reminding him to not let go of who he is. Sarah and Mara got no videos, so made videos and gave them to each other. Belle got a video from her dad, reminding her not to kiss any boys on the island.

Belle noticed that Dyl was not with the others, and she left the group of crying teenagers. She knocked on his already open door. “Dyl?” she asked, “Are you okay?” Dyl was sitting on his bed staring at the black television screen. He turned, to face Belle, and his eyes revealed he had been crying. “What’s wrong Dyl?” Belle sat down next to him, and Dyl put a DVD into the television. A scary looking Goth girl popped up on the screen.

“Hey Dyl,” she said, “Good job on making it to however far you made it. Anyway, while you’ve been in the game I met somebody. Sorry, but, it’s over between us.” The girl on the screen disappeared as it filled with darkness.

“Oh Dyl,” Belle whispered. Dyl broke out into tears again and Belle held him tightly. “It’s okay. You’re a nice guy,” Belle said, “You’ll meet somebody nice.” Dyl cried on Belle’s shoulder until he fell asleep. She lied him down on his bed, kissed his cheek, and went into her room.

The next day, the three tribes arrived at the challenge field. “The new Conquering Sloths, Billy voted out at the last tribal council.” The jaws of Dome, Lucas, and Josh dropped. “Looks like some people didn’t see that coming,” Nalyd said, “Today’s challenge is a Capture the Flag Showdown! Each team will pick three people to be their hunters, the other members will be defenders. Hunters will go searching for the flags, defenders will defend them. Defenders get paintball guns, and hunters will get goggles and shields made of cardboard. Now pick your hunters and defenders. Fighting Ducks, somebody needs to sit out.”

The Fighting Ducks chose Dyl, Josh, and Jaz to be hunters, and Sarah and Mara to be defenders.

The Thrashing Rabbits chose The Rat, Jacob, and Dome to be hunters, and Lucas and Elian to be defenders.

The Conquering Sloths chose Julio, Veronica, and Sam to be hunters, and Dustin and Cindy to be defenders.

Nalyd gave everyone their equipment and Belle sat down on a bench. The defenders went to hide the flags and the hunters stayed with Nalyd. “The winning teams are the ones who get a flag back here. The winning tribes get immunity, and the first place tribe will also get to make a video to send back home. Go!”

Dustin and Cindy hid the flag in a cliff, so the only way to get to it would be to climb the cliff, or fall and get lucky. “So,” Dustin said, “Who do you think you’ll be voting for?”

“Julio, with Veronica and Sam,” Cindy said. She was holding her gun by her shoulder. “I see one.” Cindy said, and shot at The Rat and Jacob. Jacob dashed forward using his shield. Dome also charged in, but accidentally ran off the cliff. He saw the flag on his way down.

“Die!” The Rat screamed. He pinched Dustin’s neck, and he passed out. The Rat held the paintball gun to Cindy’s head. “Put the gun down,” The Rat said.

“Why should I?” Cindy asked.

“Simply because we have shields and you don’t.” Cindy dropped her gun and Jacob tied her up. “Now where is the flag?”

“I’ll never talk!”

“Really?” The Rat asked. Cindy nodded. “You might want to because it wont look good if everybody thinks you like Lucas!”

“I don’t, though.”

“Who are they going to believe?” Cindy blushed and looked down in shame. “Fine, but that’s not who I like. Our flag is stuck in the cliff ‘Dome’ fell off of.” Just as she said that, Dome made it back up with the flag. “Yes!” the Rat exclaimed, and he, Jacob, and Dome dashed off to get to the finish line.

At about the same time, Lucas and Elian were having their own problems. Dyl, Josh and Jaz had found the Thrashing Rabbits hiding place. Dyl and Josh were hiding in nearby bushes; Jaz was circling around the tree the flag was hidden in. Josh told Jaz to circle around one way to distract Lucas, and Dyl would distract Elian. Josh would climb the tree and get the flag. Jaz and Dyl were shot at by Lucas and Elian, respectively, and Josh was able to get the flag. “I got it!” he screamed. Elian shot him in the back and Josh fell out of the tree. Dyl grabbed the flag and dashed away. Jaz followed, dragging Josh along. Lucas and Elian followed them, but couldn’t catch up.

Sarah and Mara were doing very well as defenders. They scared off Sam, and only Veronica and Julio remained to get the flag. “Any ideas?” Julio asked.

“Actually yes,” Veronica said. She whispered it.

“No way, I’m not doing it.” Veronica whispered another plan into his ear. “Okay, that’s not so bad.” Julio took his shirt, and Veronica covered him in mud and twigs. He then ran out of the bushes and roared. “Beware, I am the swamp monster!” Sarah and Mara covered him in paintballs, and Julio fell down. They then spotted Veronica and attacked her.

“The Thrashing Rabbits win invincibility and reward! The Fighting Ducks win invincibility! The Conquering Sloths win another visit to tribal council.” The three tribes went their separate ways.

“Let’s vote Sam, and hope for a miracle,” Dustin said. Julio nodded.

“Julio?” Sam asked the other girls.

“Julio,” Cindy and Veronica answered.

The Conquering Sloths walked back to tribal council. “Two nights in a row,” Nalyd said. “Who wants to go first?” Julio raised his hand and voted first. Then Sam, and then Dustin.

“Sam, I wish you left yesterday, Billy wouldn’t have failed the challenge,” Dustin said, then put the vote in the ballot box.

“Julio, nothing personal, it’s just strategy. You vote out everyone that has lots of enemies, duh,” Veronica said while she voted.

“I’ll tally the votes,” Nalyd said. He walked away to get the ballot box. “Would anybody like to play an immunity idol?”

“I would,” Julio said.

“Okay,” Nalyd said. Sam gasped. “All the votes for Julio won’t count. Julio, Julio, Julio, Sam, Sam. Sorry Sam, but it’s time for you to go.” Sam gave Nalyd her staff and he put the flame out. “Sam, the tribe has spoken.” Sam walked away, down the Path of Disgrace, and rode the Bus of Humiliation. “All of you, head back to camp.”

Chapter Eight
Total Drama Paradise Chapter Eight

“All of you, head back to camp,” Nalyd said to the Conquering Sloths. The four remaining members returned to camp. Dustin and Julio went into the boys’ hut, and Veronica and Cindy went into the girls’ hut.

“I thought you didn’t find an immunity idol,” Dustin said. He and Julio lied down on their mats.

“I didn’t,” Julio said, “but Billy did.”

“What?” Dustin sat up in disbelief.

“Remember the night he was voted out? When we hugged he slipped his immunity idol into my back pocket.”

Dustin stared in shock for a moment. “Why didn’t he play it?”

“He whispered that he didn’t think it was him going home.”

“Why did he bring it to council then?” Dustin asked. He was not sure if he believed the story.

“I don’t know. Maybe as a good luck sort of thing?” Dustin nodded in agreement and they went to sleep.

The girls of the Conquering Sloths, Veronica and Cindy, were discussing Sam’s elimination. “Wow,” Cindy said.

“We should have eliminated Julio last time,” Veronica said.

“So what do we do now?”

“We win the next challenges and hope for a miracle; unless you have an immunity idol.”

“No, I don’t,” Cindy said. “Whose idea was it anyway for all of us to skip searching for them?” Veronica shrugged and they went to sleep.

The Fighting Ducks were enjoying the fact that they won again. “Wow,” Josh said, “Belle, Dyl, Jaz, and I haven’t been to a tribal council since day two!” The Fighting Ducks cheered for this, and Sarah and Mara were happy to be included in the celebration of invincibility.

“How about tomorrow,” Sarah said, “we push for first place, and also get the reward?” The team agreed and one by one walked off into their huts.

The Thrashing Rabbits were back on the boat and making their videos from home.

Elian made one for her family. “Hi guys, I’m still on. Only fifteen of us left! There are three tribes and I’m the only girl on mine so I get my own hut. I think I have just about a good a chance as anyone to win. Nalyd, the host, hasn’t told us how much money the winner gets yet, but I bet it’s a lot!” Elian went one to describe every person she’s dealt with and every strategy move she made.

Dome also made a video for his family. “Hi mom! Hi dad! I’m still here, and I’m on the Thrashing Rabbits tribe. We’ve won two rewards in a row, and now I get to make a video for you guys. So, I met a girl here named, well, she never told us her name. She called herself ‘Ugly,’ but to me she was beautiful.” Dome cried a little and said good-bye.

Jacob made one for all of his friends at home. “Guys, you’ll never believe this, but I made it to the final fifteen! I’m in an alliance with a guy named ‘The Rat’ and, I swear, this guy has somehow avoided elimination so many times it would make your heads spin. I hope I’m in your thoughts, and you miss me. I miss you guys.” Jacob sniffled then turned off the camera.

Lucas started his video by cursing at his friends for sending him to Amard. “If I ever find out who sent the video, I’ll spam them! Anyway, I made it to the final fifteen but this might be it for me. My alliance, which is most of the votes in our tribe, keeps getting beaten because the guys we vote for keep finding ways to save themselves, it’s so weird. Well, I’m gonna keep trying and not give up!”

The Rat was the last to make a video and made it to his parents. “Mom, Dad, I know you guys were never proud of my life style but I’m gonna win! Cheating and lying has gotten me to the final fifteen. These idiots never see me coming; I just swoop in, eliminate them, and then get right out. This is too easy! I’m sure everyone here hates me, but I’m just playing the game!” The Rat laughed and turned off the camera.

The next day the three tribes returned to the playing field. “The new Conquering Sloths, Sam voted out at the last Tribal Council. Before we start today’s challenge,” Nalyd said, “We need one Thrashing Rabbit and two Fighting Ducks to sit out. I’m not going to tell you the challenge until the three of you sit out.” Mara, Sarah, and Lucas sat out. “Today’s challenge is a moose race! The twelve of you competing will get on a moose and ride it to the finish line. The finish line is on the other side of the island. The two teams that get all their people to the finish line, or have the most people finished with the race after two hours, will win invincibility. The tribe that comes in first will get invincibility and a phone call with home. Get on your horses.” A helicopter flew down to bring Nalyd and the campers not racing to the finish line.

Belle and Dustin just stood in front of their horses. “I’m afraid of moose,” Belle said.

“Me too,” Dustin said shaking.

“Belle, you can ride with Dyl,” Jaz said. Dyl, who was already sitting on his moose, glared at Jaz but helped Belle up.

“And you can ride with Julio,” Cindy said. Dustin got on and clung to Julio for dear life.

“Go!” Nalyd screamed and the plane took off. Nine of the ten moose flew away from the starting line.

The tenth moose was Julio and Dustin’s horse. The moose lifted one hoof off the ground and Dustin freaked out. “Slow down!” he screamed. The moose tried again and this resulted in a similar problem.

Dyl was very unhappy that he had to ride the whole race with Belle clinging to him. “Thanks for letting me ride with you Dyl,” she said, “I really appreciate it.” Dyl smiled politely and shrugged. He felt bad about how cold he’s been to her and decided to be a little nicer. “Are you starting to feel better Dyl?” Dyl nodded. He was a little bit.

Jaz and Josh rode their moose next to each other. “Why did you do that to Dyl?” Josh asked.

“Because then we can get all four points,” Jaz said. She petted her moose, “Are we still voting for Belle?”

“Actually, I thought we’d vote Mara. She isn’t very physically active and clings to Sarah.”

“Okay then,” Jaz said.

Elian was very far ahead of her tribe mates. She stopped at a river to get some water. After ten minutes, she saw Dome coming and got back on her moose. “Took you long enough,” she said.

“Sorry, I took a wrong turn,” Dome said. “Who are we voting for if we lose?”

“I don’t know,” Elian said. She truly didn’t. “Every time anyone votes for Jacob or ‘The Rat’, even when they have the majority votes, Jacob and ‘The Rat’ stay! I hate to say it, but maybe Lucas.”

“I see what you mean. Maybe we should just try to vote them out one more time. Maybe if we vote for Jacob?”

“We’ll ask Lucas who he thinks we should vote for. We’ll say ‘The Rat’ or Jacob and if he chooses ‘The Rat’ then we vote for Lucas. Understand?”

“Yeah, I hope so,” Dome said, scratching his head.

The Rat and Jacob, like the others, rode their moose together to talk about their elimination plans. “Let’s vote out Lucas,” Jacob said, “He has no skills or ability and is sitting out on the easiest challenge yet.”

The Rat looked at his moose for a moment then looked back to Jacob. “I think they’re going to vote for you tonight. When people try to eliminate me, they end up getting eliminated.”

“Do you still have those other immunity idols?” Jacob asked. The Rat nodded. “Maybe we can get Lucas to switch to our alliance. That way we won’t waste an idol.”

“Yeah, the same way I got Julio in!” They high-fived and their moose broke into a sprint.

Dustin was still clinging to Julio. “Slower!” He screamed.

“If we go any slower we’ll lose again!” Julio hissed. “And if we lose I’ll probably go home!” All the noise the two of them were doing scared the moose. It jumped up and ran.

“We’re gonna die!” Dustin screamed.

“Shut it!” Julio screamed back.

Cindy and Veronica were also talking. Cindy was telling Veronica about being held hostage the previous day. “It was so horrible, they thought I liked Lucas!”

“Oh, that’s so gross,” Veronica said. “Do you?”

“No!” Cindy said, blushing. Veronica looked at her in disbelief. “I don’t really!”

One hour into the competition, the Fighting Ducks had Jaz, Belle, and Dyl across the finish line. The Thrashing Rabbits had Elian, Dome, and Jacob. The Conquering Sloths had Veronica and Cindy. “Where did Josh go?” Belle asked Jaz.

“He took a wrong turn and fell off a cliff.”

“Where did ‘The Rat’ go?” Elian said, growling angrily at Jacob.

“I don’t know! He was right behind me and then gone, but calm down,” Jacob said, “We’ll win once he comes.” The contestants and Nalyd could hear moose approaching. There were all three other moose, their contestants riding. They charged forward to the finish line, and Bob took a picture as a tie breaker.

He handed it to Nalyd. “The winning team is,” Nalyd said, “the Fighting Ducks!” The Fighting Ducks cheered.

“Who got second place?” Veronica asked, very hopeful.

“The Conquering Sloths!” The Conquering Sloths cheered twice as loud, happy that they’d finally be safe. “What can I say, Thrashing Rabbits? I have nothing for you!” The Conquering Sloths and Thrashing Rabbits returned to their camp, and the Fighting Ducks boarded the boat.

The Rat and Lucas brought him into the boys’ hut. “Lucas, you need to vote with us tonight,” Jacob said.

“Why?”

“Not only do we both have immunity idols,” The Rat said, “but we’ll give you one if you vote with us tonight.”

“Who are you guys voting for?”

“’Dome.’ We can’t vote out Elian because she’s strong, leaving ‘Dome,’” Jacob explained.

“When do I get the idol?”

“After we vote, now are you in?” The Rat asked, growing annoyed.

The Thrashing Rabbits walked down to tribal council. “Welcome back to tribal council,” Nalyd said, “It is time to vote. First up is Elian.”

Elian voted for Jacob. “We’re not taking any risks in voting for ‘The Rat’ this time.”

Jacob voted for Dome. “Grow some hair, get cooler sandal and we’ll talk.”

“I’ll tally the votes,” Nalyd said. He walked off to get the votes. Lucas grew tense. “Would anybody like to play an immunity idol?” Nobody spoke up. “’Dome’, ‘Dome’, Jacob, Jacob. Tow votes for ‘Dome’ and two for Jacob. The eighth person voted out, is ‘Dome’. Bring me your torch.” Dome did so and waved good-bye to his team mates. “’Dome’ the tribe has spoken.” Nalyd put his torch out. “All of you, head back to camp.”

Chapter Nine
Total Drama Paradise Chapter Nine

“All of you, head back to camp,” Nalyd said.

“Traitor!” Elian screamed at Lucas as she stormed back to camp.

“Forget her man,” Jacob said, “You’re with us now.”

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Lucas asked when they got into the boy’s hut. He was implying the promised immunity idol.

“Sure,” The Rat said, throwing an idol to Lucas. The boys went to sleep.

“I’m alone,” Elian said in her hut. She got out and lit a fire. She had realized as soon as Dome was eliminated that she would be the next. “I have to push myself.”

The Conquering Sloths were happy to be safe, but sad not to get the reward. The four of them sat around the fire. “Good job, Dustin,” Veronica said, “I really didn’t think we’d win, but you did it!” Cindy and Julio also congratulated him.

“Thanks guys and I think this is the end of our losing streak,” Dustin said smiling. The Conquering Sloths cheered and went into their huts to rest for the challenge.

The Fighting Ducks, the largest tribe, got the reward of one phone call home. Mara called hey parents. “Hey guys,” she said when her mother picked up, “it’s me! Mara!” He mother screamed and put her on speaker.

“We miss you so much, tell us everything!” her mother screamed.

“Well, Sarah’s still here with me,” Mara said, “and we’re in the final fourteen! Our tribe is the biggest.”

“What about strategy?” her father asked. His voice was stern, and worried.

“What strategy?” Mara asked.

“I’ve seen reality shows!” her father shouted. “If you don’t have anybody to rely on you’ll be chewed up and spat out!” The family stared at him, and on the boat Mara began tearing up. Before she could reply, her father continued, “I’m sorry Mara, but I don’t think you and Sarah realize what you’re fighting for here! How many people are in your tribe?” Mara told him, through her tears, that there were six people total in her tribe. “You and Sarah don’t have the majority vote. You are targets for elimination.” He paused. “Mara, I love you; and I want you to succeed. Good luck.” They hung up.

Mara let Sarah into the room to use the phone. “What’s wrong?” Sarah asked. Mara told her she’d explain later, and Sarah called her parents. “Guys, it’s me!” Sarah said when they picked up.

“Hey,” her brother said, “everyone’s out right now. How’s it going? Get eliminated yet?”

“No! I’m in the final fourteen with Mara! Our new tribe that we’ve been with for four days has never lost.” Sarah talked about all of her friends and enemies.

“Sounds like you’ll be home in a few days then,” he brother chuckled. “See you later, sis.” He hung up the phone. Sarah walked out of the phone room to comfort Mara.

Jaz went in next, and her parents answered, both on speaker. “Hello, this is the Total Drama Paradise staff,” Jaz said in a deep voice, “We regret to inform you your daughter has been voted off.”

“No!” her mother shouted.

“Just kidding,” Jaz said quickly, “I’m still here.” Her parents almost hung up when they heard her.

“How are you, honey?” her mother asked.

“Great and I’m in the final fourteen!” Her father, like Mara’s, asked about her strategy. “Well, there’s this boy here, his name is Josh. We agreed to vote together, and his friend Dyl and he used to have an alliance.”

“Very good,” her father said proudly. “We love you! Wait, did she say ‘a boy named-’”

“Love you, bye!” Jaz interrupted and hung up.

Dyl was the next to use the phone. He waited for three minutes, and then got the answering machine. He hung up and stormed off to his room.

Josh went next, and the phone was picked up by his father. “Hello?”

“Hey dad! It’s me, Josh!”

“Josh! Josh! Everybody Josh is on the line!” His dad paused for a second. “We let your yoga class come over for snacks and pizza. They all want to talk to you, good luck son!”

“Hey Josh,” one of the smaller boys said, “Hope you win, we’re rooting for you!”

“You’re in our thoughts!”

“You’re an inspiration!”

His teacher then got the phone. “We sent you a video a while ago. Did you get it?”

“Yeah, it was so cool!”

“Don’t lose who you are by playing this game,” his teacher said, and gave the phone back to his dad.

“So Josh, how has it been out in the wild?” Josh’s father asked. Josh told all about his adventure, describing Jaz with great detail. “Hey guys, he found a girl that likes him!” his father shouted to everyone. Josh could hear lots of cheers. “Are you sure she like you, too?”

“Yes dad!” Josh hissed.

“Well, god luck son,” his father said. They hung up and Josh left the room.

Belle waited until later to call. She was worried her father would be mad at her for liking Dyl. Eventually she called. “Hi mom, it’s me.” There was a pause. “Mom? It’s me, Belle!”

“Oh! Hi darling! I don’t think I’ve ever heard you on the phone before. How are you?”

“Good,” Belle said, “How are things back at home?”

“They’re good. We miss you so much! You’re father wants to say hello! Bye honey!”

“Bye mom; hi dad,” Belle said. She wasn’t incredibly excited to talk to her dad. Belle’s father was incredibly protective.

“Hi dear, how goes the show?” he asked. Belle was surprised by the sound of how happy he was.

“Er, great dad,” Belle said.

“Did you make any friends?” Belle knew her dad didn’t mean for that too sound so bad.

“Yeah,” she paused. “Well, sort of. There is this person I hang out with. We’re sort of tight.”

“Well that’s great; as long as it isn’t a boy.”

“Oh, gosh no,” Belle lied. He voice was starting to get higher. “I have to go; other people need to call home. Bye!”

Her father hung up and turned around to his wife. “It’s a boy,” he growled.

The three tribes went down to the challenge field, but it was empty. Not even Nalyd was there. “Are we early?” Sarah asked.

“I doubt it,” Julio said, “Nalyd’s probably messing with us.”

A shriek rang out through the island, and through they could hear, “‘Dome’ voted out at the Thrashing Rabbit’s last tribal council!” It was the voice of Nalyd through a loudspeaker. Smoke filled the area, and one by one the fourteen castaways fell to the ground. They all woke up at the base of a snowy mountain.

“Where are we?” Veronica asked.

“I don’t know,” Cindy said, “but we’re not in Amard anymore!”

“Welcome to your next challenge!” Nalyd said, skiing down the mountain. “Today the three tribes will race up the mountain, pulling sled with three-hundred pounds of bricks. You must then unload them at the top, get a flag from Bob, and come back down. The whole team must be on the sled on the way down.” The Fighting Ducks knew that the challenge was designed to make them lose, but decided to defy the odds. “You are playing for immunity, and the first place team gets to vacation at a private ski resort, with showers, a hot tub, a snack bar, and you can ever go skiing!” Nalyd loaded the teams’ sleds, and everyone got into position. “Go!”

Elian and Jacob were able to push and pull, respectively, their sled up the mountain with ease. Their main problem was when they got to the top and the rope broke. “Oh no!” Elian screamed. The sled ran over Jacob, The Rat, and Lucas. Elian ran down the mountain to get the sled, which, luckily, crashed into a tree. Elian began re-loading with ease, and pushed the sled to the top. She walked back down to get her team mates.

The Conquering Sloths were also having issues. “Why did we vote out Billy?” Veronica hissed.

“I don’t know; it was your idea!” Cindy shouted at her. They slowly made their way up the mountain, until Veronica and Julio collapsed. “We’ll be back for you!” Cindy shouted as she and Dustin continued. “Who are you and Julio voting for next?”

“Veronica,” Dustin said, “she’s too weak, and you’re our most valuable player!” Cindy blushed and thy continued up.

The Fighting Ducks were struggling. Mara and Josh were unable to help, due to a lack of physical strength, and the others weren’t much better. “Whose idea was it to pick none of the strong people?” Sarah asked.

“I don’t know,” Belle said.

“Does anyone here have any physical strength?” Josh asked. Nobody admitted to having great physical strength. “Maybe if three people push and one pulls, and Mara and I sit out,” Josh suggested. Sarah pulled and the others pushed. In a little while they had caught up with the others.

The first team to get everyone to the top was the Conquering Sloths. “Okay guys, we’re on a roll!” Veronica said.

A few minutes later, Elian returned carrying Lucas. The Rat and Jacob had started unloading and Elian helped them finish up. Lucas grabbed the flag from Bob. The boys jumped on, and Elian pushed them down the hill, and then jumped on.

The Fighting Ducks eventually made it while the Conquering Sloths were finishing up. The large team was able to start catching up to the Conquering Sloths. “Mara, you get on first,” Sarah said. Mara got on, but took up the whole sled.

“How about we get on, then Mara pushes and jumps on,” Jaz suggested. They all got on and Mara started pushing. She jumped, and crushed her team. The kept going down though, very quickly.

“We’re catching up!” Mara said, and then the Fighting Ducks crashed into a tree.

“The first place winners,” Nalyd shouted on a loud speaker, “Are the Thrashing Rabbits! And second place is the Conquering Sloths!” Both tribes cheered, and Bob flew a helicopter to carry the Fighting Ducks back to camp.

Mara and Sarah sat together. “It’s me,” Mara said, trying to hold back tears, “I cost the team the challenge.”

“Josh didn’t help either,” Sarah said.

“Yeah, buy people like him! Face it; ever since we got here we’ve been targets! We are the Only Thrashing Rabbits here, and you’re my only ally! The four others are tight, and they decide who is going and staying.” Mara broke out in tears and leaned on Sarah. “My father told me that on the phone,” she said. She took a deep breath. “If I go, I want you to push yourself to new strengths, try things you haven’t and do anything to stay here. Okay?” Sarah nodded and they hugged.

“Belle or Mara?” Jaz asked Josh and Dyl. The three of them had formed an alliance.

“Mara, at least Belle doesn’t kill her teammates,” Josh said, rubbing the sore spot on his back. Dyl chuckled and nodded. “I wonder what Belle is doing right now. Does she know people are considering her for elimination?”

“I doubt it,” Jaz said, “she’s the most oblivious girl I’ve ever met!” Josh and Dyl laughed. “I feel so abd for you Dyl, can’t she take a hint?” Dyl felt a little bad about that comment.

The six Fighting Ducks went to tribal council. “Wow,” Nalyd said, “The Fighting Ducks haven’t been to tribal council in six days! Today marks the one week anniversary since you guys were last here, and voted out Martha.” Belle squirmed. “It is time to vote! First up will be Belle.”

Belle voted for Sarah, “I know Dyl likes you, so it’s time to go!”

Mara voted for Josh, “You are weak, and even if you don’t go now these votes add up.”

Jaz voted for Mara, “Nothing personal, but you’re not very strong.”

“I’ll tally the votes,” Nalyd said. “Does anybody want to play an immunity idol?” Nobody raised their hands. “One vote for Sarah.” Sarah gasped, but knew it was from Belle. “Mara, Josh, Josh, Mara. Two votes for both Mara and Josh, and one for Sarah. The ninth person eliminated is,” Nalyd paused, “Mara.” Nalyd doused Mara’s torch. “Mara, the tribe has spoken.”

“No, this isn’t a tribe Nalyd,” Mara said, with anger growing in her voice. “This is a group of people who only look out for themselves! If there was any justice here-” Bob the Leprechaun shot her with a blow dart and dragged her away.

“All of you, head back to camp.”

Chapter Ten
Total Drama Paradise Chapter Ten

“All of you, head back to camp.” The Fighting Ducks returned to their camp from their first tribal council since day two.

Sarah used the confessional, “Now that Mara’s gone, I see who’s going when. It’s me, then Belle. So if I’m going down, I’m taking the tribe down with me.” Josh, Jaz, and Dyl went down do the beach.

“How about Belle goes next?” Jaz suggested. “At least Sarah’s fit.”

“Yeah, so next belle, and if we lose again then Sarah,” Josh said. They looked at Dyl, who simply shrugged. Dyl honestly wasn’t sure who would be better to vote out. Belle sat alone in the girls’ hut, crying that she would never be with Dyl.

The next morning, Dyl and Josh woke up with Jaz and Belle glaring at them. “What’s wrong with you?” Jaz shouted and slapped Josh.

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” Belle said and walked away from Dyl.

“Dude, what’s was that about?” Josh asked. Dyl shrugged and laughed. Josh had black lipstick all over his face. “What?” Dyl pointed to Josh’s face. They looked at their reflections. “We’re covered in kiss marks!” Josh screamed. Dyl nearly passed out. “Who did this?” Dyl wiped some lipstick off of his forehead and showed that it was black. “Sarah!” Josh gasped. “How cold she?” Dyl growled angrily and they ran off to plead their case.

The Conquering Sloths were sitting by the fire, contemplating their strategy. “I just hope the next challenge is actually on the island,” Cindy said in a joking way, and everyone laughed. She really meant it because she felt out of place.

“Who knows?” Veronica said, “It could be off in New York, or Antarctica!” Nobody laughed at her joke. “I’m going to bed now!” She marched off.

“So she’s going next?” Dustin asked.

“Totally,” Julio said.

The Conquering Sloths were all in the hot tub at the ski resort. “Great job back there Elian,” Lucas said, “When I saw that sled coming at me I thought we were doomed.”

“Totally,” Jacob said.

“Thanks guys,” Elian said blushing. The team enjoyed taking their first shower in more than a week, the snack bar, but didn’t go skiing.

Later that night Jacob was still in the hot tub. He saw Elian walking over to the hot tub. “Hey, what’s up?” he asked.

“Nothing,” Elian said, “Mind if I get in?”

Jacob’s eyes widened, “Sure.” Elian got in on the other said of the hot tub. “So what are you still doing up?”

“I could ask you the same question,” Elian said smiling.

“You’re pretty cool,” Jacob said blushing. “I don’t know a lot of girls that can carry three hundred pounds single-handedly and three other people up a mountain in freezing temperature!”

Elian blushed very brightly and they moved a little closer. Jacob’s hand slipped and he turned the bubbles on, and then accidentally put his arm around her. “Sorry,” he said pulling away.

Elian moved closer, “its okay.” Elian and Jacob stared at each others’ eyes, and started leaning in. They continued until The Rat appeared. He turned the whirlpool feature over and the two swirled around in the bubbly water.

“Hey!” Jacob shouted. He got out of the hot tub and walked over to The Rat. “What’s your problem?” The Rat whispered something into his ear and then returned to Elian. “I have to go now, I am sorry.” Jacob slouched and walked back to his room with The Rat.

Elian glared at the two, but got out and went to her room. “What was I thinking?” Elian asked herself as she tried to fall asleep. “There’s no time for love here.” She cried a little, and then drifted into sleep.

The next day, the three tribes went to the challenge field. “The new Fighting Ducks, Mara voted out at the last tribal council.” Some Rabbits and Sloths muttered about how bad Sarah must be due to it. “Today’s challenge is a talent show! All the tribes will pick three people to represent them at the talent show. The reward will be invincibility for the winning tribes, and a night at a real Amard tribe!” Cindy gasped and smiled. She hadn’t been in her tribe since the contest started. “Go!”

The Fighting Ducks chose Dyl to not be in the show, but be a judge. He would give thumbs up to people in, and down for people not. Sarah showed her amazing alternative dancing abilities. She moved gracefully like a gazelle. When Sarah was done, she got the thumbs up from Dyl.

“Yay!” she said and sat back down.

Josh got up and did his yoga tricks. He could put his legs behind his head, spin on one finger, and float in the air. Dyl’s jaw dropped and Josh got two thumbs up.

“Are you going to audition?” Josh asked Jaz.

“Like you care,” she said and moved away from him.

Belle read some poetry she had written on the island. “I call it ‘Boy Clad in Black.’” The group sat and listened:

“Boy clad in black,

I see how you look at her,

You see right through me and notice her.

You know I’m there, but try not to listen;

She steps in and steals

The boy clad in black.”

A tear rolled down Belle’s face and the group applauded. Dyl, feeling pressured by the team, gave Belle a thumbs up. She smiled and hugged him. “Thanks Dyl!” The Fighting Ducks were using Sarah, Josh, and Belle.

“I can lift over 500 pounds,” Elian said, “I don’t have it with me now but Nalyd can probably get us some stuff.”

“Cool!” Jacob said enthusiastically.

“I can do magic tricks,” The Rat said.

“Nice,” Jacob said. He was still annoyed at The Rat about the previous night and showed it in his tone.

“I can do movie sound effects!” Lucas said.

“Fine,” Jacob muttered. “So it’s Elian, ‘The Rat’ and Lucas.”

“What can you do, Jacob?” Elian asked.

“Gymnastics,” Jacob said. The Rat started giggling at it.

The Conquering Sloths had broken into a huge fight over their talents. “My dancing is the best!” Julio shouted.

“It was lame, Julio!” Veronica shouted back, “If anyone here should dance it should be me!”

“Guys calm down!” Dustin screamed. The two stopped and looked at him Dustin didn’t usually yell at people. “Why don’t we ask Nalyd if we can use two people in one act, and you can both dance in the show? Do either of you have a favorite dance?”

“The Nutcracker Suite!” Julio and Veronica said at the same time. “Cool!”

“I can count to the millionth digit in pi,” Dustin said. “What can you do Cindy?”

“I can,” Cindy said, “escape from a cage underwater, while being hand-cuffed and blindfolded.”

“Isn’t that dangerous?” Julio asked.

“Not really,” Cindy said.

“Okay then. Let’s do this!” Dustin announced. They cheered and went to the stage.

That night the tribes performed. “Okay,” Nalyd said, “First up the Fighting Ducks with Josh.”

Josh got on the stage, “I will be performing yoga.” Josh sat down on the mat provided and began by putting his legs behind his head. “Ouch!” he screamed, “Pulled a muscle!” Josh fell over screaming. “Fate is a cruel mistress!” Bob got the stretcher and carried Josh away.

“Okay then,” Nalyd said, “next up is the Thrashing Rabbits with Lucas.”

“This will blow your mind,” Lucas said. He started his sound effect impression with lightsaber sounds, then explosions and gun shots. “And now, the finale!” He started to do a perfect “whoosh” sound effect when a bug flew in his mouth. Lucas began choking and was brought to the medical station with Josh.

“This is pathetic,” Nalyd said. “Now let’s see if the Conquering Sloths have any talent with Dustin.”

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“Wrong!” Nalyd shouted, “The next digit was one!” Dustin ran crying off the stage. “At least he didn’t get hurt. Next is the Fighting Ducks with Belle.”

“I’ll be reading poetry,” Belle said, “I wrote this one today. It’s called; Back Stabber.”

“Back stabber,

We see you creeping in the shadows.

We know every move you make

Before you make it.

You can play your little games,

But people are always watching.”

“Wow,” Nalyd said, “That wasn’t completely lame.” Sarah turned red with fury, and ran back to the tribe to get something. “And now Elian will perform.” Elian walked onto the stage, and Bob followed with sets of massive weights.

“I can lift over 500 pounds!” Elian began picking up weights until she was holding exactly 500 pounds.

“Awesome!” Nalyd said. The Rat threw a toothpick onto the massive pile of weights, and they crushed Elian. “Ouch! That’s going to leave a mark, or two. Let’s give Bob a few minutes to save Elian.”

“Elian!” Jacob shouted. He ran onto the stage and started removing the weights. “Are you okay?” He picked her up and out of the stage.

“I feel better now.” The two began leaning in, but Bob pulled Elian away to the medical station.

“Okay the Conquering Sloths will now b sending in Veronica and Julio.”

“We will be dancing,” Veronica said. The Nutcracker music started playing and the two pranced around the stage. Veronica jumped into the air for Julio to catch her. She began falling and crushed Julio. The two were, like the others, brought to the medical station.

“Okay,” Nalyd said, “all the teams stink! So any good performances win. The Fighting Ducks now have Sarah on stage.”

“Originally I was going to dance, but instead I’m going to read Belle’s diary,” she said. Sarah didn’t care how mean it sounded.

“No,” Belle gasped.

“Day nine entry: Today Dyl looked really good. He’s so dreamy. I’m so glad we’re on the same tribe.” Belle ran away to cry at that point. “I wonder if he notices me. Sarah’s such a – Hey! Belle, get back her you jerk! Nobody calls me that word!” Sarah ran off to find Belle.

“That was harsh,” Nalyd said, “and now ‘The Rat’ will perform magic.”

The Rat got on stage, wearing a cape and top hat. “For this trick I need a volunteer. Lucas!” Lucas walked on the stage. The Rat wrapped a blindfold around him and put a pink dress on him. He untied the blindfold and Lucas screamed. “Look! I made his dignity disappear!”

“Nice, dude,” Nalyd said. “And now, for the finale, Cindy!” Dustin and Julio hand-cuffed and blindfolded Cindy, and Veronica helped her into the cage. Bob used a crane to put the cage in a tank of water. Cindy thrashed until the blindfold fell off. She scratched her hand-cuffs, which were made extra hard, against the cage’s bars until some broke. In thirty minutes she was able to escape. “The Conquering Sloths win!” Nalyd shouted. “And second place goes to the Thrashing Rabbits!” The two tribes cheered. “The Fighting Ducks seriously messed up and in thirty minutes they need to get down to tribal council.” The three tribes went their own ways.

Belle sat by the beach on a rock. Dyl sat next to her. “Hey Dyl,” she said sniffling. Dyl smiled and waved. Dyl saw she was still crying and put his arm around her. He whispered something into her ear. “Thanks Dyl, that means a lot.” The two sat on the rock watching the sunset until tribal council.

“I’m sorry Jaz!” Josh said following her to Tribal Council. “It was Sarah! Dyl and I woke up with the make up already on us! I would never to that to you Jaz. You’re amazing.”

“We’ll see if that is good enough for me not to vote you off.”

“Tonight you join the other two tribe’s with only having two people,” Nalyd said when everyone arrived. “Who wants to vote first?”

Sarah stood up and voted for Belle, “Nobody calls me a-” and then camera’s microphone turned off. The cameraman fixed it and the contestants continued voting.

Belle voted for Sarah, “I hate you forever!”

Josh voted for Sarah, “You made Jaz hate me!”

“I’ll tally the votes.” Nalyd got the vote jar. “Does anybody want to use an immunity idol? No? Okay then. Belle, Sarah, Sarah. One vote for Belle, and two for Sarah. The tenth person eliminated is Sarah. Sarah, bring me your torch.” Sarah brought him the torch and swore at Belle. “Sarah the tribe has spoken,” Nalyd said and put out her torch.

Sarah ran away from the tribe and screamed, “I’m coming home, Mara!”

“All of you, head back to camp.”

Elimination Chart
Color Code:
 * Green Names: Fighting Ducks
 * Red Names: Thrashing Rabbits
 * Blue Names: Conquering Sloths
 * Yellow: Was on the winning tribe
 * Red: Voted out
 * Orange Bottom two
 * Gray: Losing tribe