This Is Your Captain Crashing

My Face Feels Fake

Izzy breathed a sigh as she sat at the edge of the open plan door. With this little breather period thanks to the Aftermath, the Psycho Hose Beast decided to spend the first little bit just enjoying the New York skyline by sitting at the open Drop Of Shame door. Letting her gaze wander towards the tarmac, she watched the airport crew help the interns load up the plane and refuel it.

It was like watching a bunch of ants scramble around after you lifted up a rock, they all were nothing but blurs. It was kinda weird, honestly.

After a few moments, she returned her attention back to the wall of buildings, glancing across their windowed surfaces as if checking for something out of the ordinary. Which, since this was her world that was a common occurrence.

She blinked and looked down at the crew when a crash sounded off. All that seemed to have happened was that one of the interns knocked over a stack of supplies, which sent most of the young interns scrambling, while the professional crew all watched them in complete confusion. One of the crew members looked up at Izzy for an explanation, and all she responded with was jabbing a thumb over her shoulder and then twirling her finger next to her head.

The message was clear: 'Host crazy'.

The crew member nodded and shot a thumbs up in thanks, and helped his coworkers try and help things return to order. Deciding that she wouldn't get any sort of true peace now, she stood up and went back inside the plane, moving over and taking a seat on the empty bleachers across from the door.

She sat down and faced the still open door, her mind empty of any sort of thoughts. It was... odd, to feel this idealess. Usually she's springing into action, thinking of how to best Chef next time, how to scare her fellow contestants, the next insane way to get a kiss on Owen, and so much more.

But ever since her movie deal fell through, she's been... quieter. She couldn't explain it any better than just that.

But, thanks to the thought of her movie career, a memory entered her head. It was her final day on a movie set, before she was fired for freaking out. Or, more accurately, quit, all because she didn't like how a certain stunt was set to be handled.

She knew someone was gonna get hurt, and for some reason... She didn't like that.

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"I won't do it!" Izzy screamed at the director, catching the attention of everyone on set.

"It's in your contract, Izzy", the director said dismissively. "Plus, I don't get why you're so against this. We've all seen you on Total Drama. This is nothing compared to the stunts you pulled on that show."

"Even I have my limits", she said firmly with her arms crossed. "And that was different. This is a movie set. How can you say I need to do this with my co-stars on a set like this?" She gestured at said set.

It was definitely not that well made, as a part of the metal framing was sagging and bending in a dangerous way, like it was gonna collapse at any second.

"It's fine", the director said flatly, making the Psycho Hose Beast's two co-stars share a wide-eyed look. Izzy scowled and shot the director a glare, who blatantly ignored her and called out for everyone to take their places.

One of the two co-stars started to climb up the ladder, but as soon as they were halfway, the bending metal bar snapped and the whole set began to crash down. Izzy, who was just now getting to her position, gasped and dashed to save her partner. She ducked under a bar that swung down low, hopped over another, and helped get her co-star away. Luckily, her other one was far enough away to be safe.