Chris Maclean stands on the edge of a pier, on looking as a yacht in the distance approaches, giving his signature smile to the camera mounted to the pole in front of him
“This season, on Total Drama, we’re out in the Atlantic Ocean, on a tropical – Wait a second, what are you doing here already,” Chris turns to a blue haired girl, who was already standing at the dock
“I live here, remember?”
“Very well, time to introduce our first contestant, Flow”
Confessional: Flow
“I’ve already won this season; I know this place like the back of my hand.”
The first yacht arrives, and Maclean begins to speak, “Since you’ve already ruined my introduction, shall we introduce our second Contestant, Cornelius?”
He steps out of the yacht, standing very straight and proper, “No need, I wouldn’t have your filth disgracing my name, would I? My name is Cornelius VanGeriks, I am from the very prestigious, and very rich VanGeriks family”
Flow holds out her hand, to shake Cornelius’s but, he yelps and jumps backwards.
Confessional: Cornelius
*Clearly shaking* “Did you see that, it almost touched me! Chris had better control these…pigs.”
The host speaks again, “Alright, next we have…Gray”
“H-h-hi everyone, M-my name is Gray,” says a very small girl, wearing mostly drab, gray colors, apparently to draw attention away from herself, but only making herself stand out more.
“Great, more of the lower class. Please don’t touch me.”
“Moving on,” says the host, “Renee is next, we don’t really know if she auditioned on purpose or not, but who cares?”
“Well, where is this filth?”
Chris grumbles, “Hold on,” and climbs onto the boat, and haphazardly drags a sleeping Renee onto the dock, and drops her beside the others.
“I-i-is she dead?”
“No, this is how we found her, how she auditioned, and how she remained the entire trip here. I’m not even kidding. She sleeps like a rock.”
“May I ask? Where will I be staying; because I refuse to stay at any hotel less than four stars, and four is pushing it.”
“There are no hotels, only cabins. You’d be lucky if anything here is even one star, speaking of which, Cain”
A hefty leap from the yacht jolts the entire pier, and its source speaks with a hateful, booming voice “So this is my competition?”
“Afraid so, do you see a problem, commoner?” Replied Cornelius.
“Heh, I’ve got no problem with being the winner”
Confessional: Cain
“Wow, they are weak. Maybe someone will come along and make this at least half-fair. Doubt it”
“Allow me to introduce Darren”
A snarling, drooling boy crawls out of the boat, walking toward the others on the dock on all fours like a dog.
“Yeah, the insane asylum said they’d pay us if we kept him here. Hope you have fun with him, I’m certain he’ll have fun with you.”
He goes up to Cain, and growls at him, but Cain bops Darren in the nose, making him sit on the ground, whimpering.
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