Total Drama Island... Sorta

Total Drama Island... Sorta
This is a different version of Total Drama Island. There may contain some parodies of the different challenges that were in Total Drama Island. Total Drama Island... Sorta features twenty six episodes and an extra with the original cast. Chris, Chef and the twenty two campers.

 Chapter I: Camp Wawanakwa Welcomes You Part 1   The camera pans across Camp Wawanakwa then to the dock where Chris McLean, the host, stood at the edge. "What up ya'll! I'm Chris McLean, the most smoking hot guy on TV since 'Everyone Loves the Ninties!'. Now I'm hostin' this rockin' show where twenty two different teens go to a summer camp, compete in nasty challenges, eat gruelling food and the worst challenge, living with twenty one other teens at a summer camp. Plus, they're doing this all for one hundred thousand dollars! The twenty two teen freaks will split into teams of two and every night, the team that fails the challenge must go to an elimination ceremony. All but one camper will receive a marshmallow. A soft treat made of egg whites that on this show, symbolises life. The camper that does not receive the marshmallow must board the Boat of Losers after walking the terrible Dock of Shame. Then, they can never ever return. Who will win? Who will lose? Which twenty two teens will be joining me here? Find out on Total... Drama... Island!"

 (Theme Song)

 Chris waited impatiently for the first boat to arrive. "If they don't get here I'm gonna (sees the camera) uh, keep the million all for myself! The first boat should be here soon, I think," Chris said. Then, as if on cue, a boat appeared and docked. A butt-chined guy jumped off wearing a pink shirt, showing his abs.

 "Hey! You Chris Mclean, man! How you doing, man? Man, I saw you on that badminton show. You were awesome man!" the boy exclaimed.

 "Thanks Geoff. I totally rocked the badminton show, didn't I man," Chris told him. The two high-fived and another boat appeared with a tall guy with a green shirt and dark tan skin. He held to long gym bags.

 "Wassup? Chris McLean, it's good to see you, but are you sure this is the place? I thought it had waiters and, especially, waitresses," the tall man told him.

 "I'm sure this is the place. Unfortunately, DJ, we couldn't get hot waitresses," Chris answered. DJ frowned and walked next to Geoff. The two shook hands as another boat came and a blonde beauty with a blue bandana and heels came off.

 "Geoff, DJ, this is Lindsay," Chris told them. The two boys' jaws dropped.

 "Hi, guys. My name is Lindsay. Craig, I saw you on the badminton show and totes loved it," Lindsay said softly.

 "Lindsay, the name's Chris. Go stand next to the boys," he commanded. Lindsay smiled and walked in front of DJ, waving at the boys. Chris looked at his watch and another boat came. A large black girl with a mole jumped off with leopard print luggage.

 "Wassup ya'll, LeShawna's in the house!" she shouted. "If you're already here, I would recommend catching up to your boats, 'cause I came to win."

 "Sorry, I can't. My hair'll get wet," Lindsay told her. She reached into her bag and pulled out a hair straightener. "Is there an outlet to plug in my hair straightener?"

 "Shush!" Chris commanded. "Our next two boats are here." The boats arrived and the passenger in the front was a chubby blonde haired man with a white shirt with a blue maple leaf on. "Everyone, meet Owen."

 "Hi guys! You lot seem like a friendly bunch! I sure hope you like maple syrup, 'cause I brought a whole tub of emergency syrup," Owen said. He shook the hands of both DJ and LeShawna, then Lindsay and Geoff. The second boat, a girl with black hair and lightly tinted glasses that showed Lindsay's, Owen's and LeShawna's reflections.

 "FYI, no one talk to me. I'm too popular," the black haired girl said.

 "Heather, behave. I want all the drama after everyone's here," Chris said. Heather grabbed her suitcases and dragged them behind everyone. Geoff was about to say something to her, but Heather glanced at him and slapped his hand. He rubbed his painful hand.

<p style="text-align: left;"> Another boat dropped off a man with auburn hair, glasses and a keyboard. He breathed through his mouth heavily. "Is this the camp?" the boy asked.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "Yes indeed Harold," Chris told him.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "Awesome. It'll fit my skills perfectly," Harold said and walked next to LeShawna. "Wow, you're large."

<p style="text-align: left;"> "Excuse me?" LeShawna said.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "You look so big, and loud," Harold told her. LeShawna kicked Harold in the balls and he clutched them. "My nuggets!"

<p style="text-align: left;"> "I should pounce on you and kill you!" LeShawna howled. Owen and Lindsay grabbed LeShawna and made sure she didn't harm Harold more. The next boat then arrived and two girls came off. One girl wore a blue hooded jacket and held a surfboard, the other had midnight blue streaks in her hair and slouched with her arms folded.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "Welcome Bridgette and Gwen, please stand next to the others," Chris instructed.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "Are they the competition?" Gwen asked and looked at the others. She saw a spoilt girl, a nerd clutching his balls and a giant tub of lard.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "Come on Gwen, don't be mean," Bridgette said. Geoff looked at Bridgette with dreamy eyes. Owen saw him.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "Do you like her?" Owen asked.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "She's a beaut, but why does she have a surfboard? Hey, Bridgette! Why do you have a surfboard?" Geoff asked.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "I'm a surfer and I was told that we were gonna be at a beach," Bridgette answered. The scene then panned to the beach. It was small and covered in rubbish. The scene then panned to Heather.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "Ha! You think you need a surfboard here? In this dump! Idiot," Heather laughed.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "What did you call her?" LeShawna asked.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "So she thought she neede her surfboard. So what?" Gwen told her.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "Ugh, whatever," Heather grunted. The next boat had a kid in a red gymsuit in water skis.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "What up pe-" the boy said, but he fell off and rolled about in the water, flying onto the dock and head-first into Owen's belly. He lost balance, crashed into Heather's luggage and fell into the water.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "My mirrors and shoes!" Heather gasped.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "Sorry about that," Tyler apologised.

<p style="text-align: left;"> "Don't speak to me," Heather grunted and got a pair of wedges back onto the dock.

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