User blog:Shadowshroom/Total Drama Champions Ep.4: How to Not Survive in the Jungle

Malevolent Moose: Max, Victoria, Alec, Mark, James, Dave, "Slasher", Lilly, Jessica(9/9)

Fabulous Flamingos: Scarlett,  Angelina, Colette, Dawn, Daisuke, Norville(6/9)

Chris: Last time on Total Drama, the teams went for a pretty much insane version of musical chairs filled with goodies and traps. At the end, Bart won but decided to do a victory dance before sitting down, costing him the challenge. Karma quickly got to him though, eliminating him from the challenge FOREVER. Anyways, sit down and watch right here right now on Total....Drama....CHAMPIONS!

The contestants are in their cabins, sleepy-eyed and cranky.

Max: Ughh, there were something diabolical in the sheets of my humble bed! I wonder what it is...

Victoria slapped him while Mark, James, and Alec chuckled.

Victoria: Please stop complaining Max. We have enough troubles already.

''Victoria points to Dave and Slasher. Lilly and Jessica somehow floated towards them, talking in an incoherent and mysterious voice.''

Jessica: What's up everyone? That is what you common people say, correct?

Lilly nodded silently.

Lilly: Yes, greetings everyone. How was your slumber of 9 hours?

The other contestants creepily nodded while Dave came back with some fruit in his hands.

Dave: I'm back everyone! With some nice raspberries in the outfields.. Huh? Where the heck is everyone? Oh there you are!

Dave walked slowly to the group except for Slasher and Mark, who were discussing about liabilities and the challenge.

Slasher: To be honest with you, Mark, nobody really trusts me right now.

Mark: Ahh, don't care about them Slash. You see, there's two levels of people. High-leveled people and low-leveled people.

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Mark paused for dramatic effect then nudged Slasher, who actually didn't mind it.

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Mark: We are the high-level people, while they are slaves, absolute peasants.

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Slasher: I like the way you think Mark. You are not really in an alliance with them are you?

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Mark: Nah, I'm fine by myself.

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Slasher chuckled softly and malevolently.

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Slasher: Nice to hear that, my boy. Nice to hear that...

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">In the other cabin however, things were less controlled, with Scarlett and Colette groaning about the loss.

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Colette: You guys did absolutely terrible, like ALWAYS!!

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Scarlett: I agree with Colette 100%. I mean, what team would lose like 3 times in a row?!

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Colette nodded while Dawn and Norville looked afraid.

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Conf. Norville: Living on the streets ain't easy, I tell you. But, we never deal with crap like this before. Never.

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Conf. Colette: Our team officially sucks. Heck, all of us except for moi, might not even make it to the merge!

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Colette: So here's the deal, we push with 110% everyday, everytime, got that "team" of mines? Woohoo, now let's go!

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Scarlett sees right through Colette and shrugs simply.

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Conf. Scarlett: I really love the way Colette thinks. Simple, yet evil and effective. I admire that really.

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Chris opened up the cabin door suddenly, looking like a maniac.

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Chris: Get ready out at 0900, it's go time!

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Daisuke: What the heck was that all about?

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Norville: I don't know, D. I really don't.

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Daisuke: Nice nickname, D... I like it!

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Norville smiled awkwardly and gave Daisuke a slap on the back.

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Norville: Anytime, buddy.

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">''Chris opened the other door's cabin and let them come out too. When, it was 9:00 AM, everyone came out of their cabin, dressed and ready for the day.''

<p style="font-weight:400;font-size:16px;">Max:

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