Revenge Of The Island (Lewis McLean)

Runaway Model

I had, like. . . so, so many DM's off the original cast. Apparently, they didn't take kindly to seeing someone beat me up on live television. Most of them being from Sierra. . . 

I dunno, man. She's really protective over who gets to be near me, and who doesn't.

It wasn't just from the cast, though. It was from fans, and reporters, too. They all wanted to know how I was doing, or, for the news' sake, my perspective, how I felt, what Chris did in response, yada yada. . .

I was busy reading everything while the cameras on the TV ran.

"Previously on Total Drama: Revenge of The Island. . . the campers got deep with an underwater scavenger hunt. . . Mike's alter ego, Vito, pumped his way into Anne Maria's heart, and under Zoey's skin. And, Mike's other alter ego, Svetlana, threw down some gold medal moves in the water skiing challenge. In the end, Dawn was tossed for swiping everybody's stuff, even though it was really Scott. Sneaky. . . it's now Team Maggot versus Team Rat. Will the Rats man up before they're a man down? Let's hope not. There is nothing more entertaining than a man down."

Chef fell through the dock, and Chris had the gall to laugh at him. "More where that came from! Right now, on Total. . . Drama. . . Revenge of The Island!"

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[3rd Person P.O.V]

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Mike and Cameron were waiting, frankly, quite uncomfortably outside of the bathroom. Cameron knocked on the door for the fifth time in two minutes. "Um. . . hello? I- Is it our turn, yet?" All the girls were inside the bathroom, and they were tending to their hair, and just overall making themselves look nice. Anne Maria walked away from the door with a scoff, calling out to the boys. "Aw, keep your panties on!" 

She looked forward, to see Zoey adjusting the flower in her hair. "Yeesh! Nice hair. . . looks like Princess Leia lost a scissor fight." Zoey, in response to this, raised a brow, and put her hands on her hips. "Um, actually? It's more like Queen Amidala." Anne Maria laughed, and mocked her. "More like Queen I'm-a-DORK-a!" She dug through her bag, and pulled out her hair spray can, shaking it. She then proceeded to drown the other two girls in hair spray. 

After a few seconds, she stopped, and flicked her hair, causing it to make a weirdly metallic clang. "Now, THAT is how you do hair!" Jo narrowed her eyes in an amount of insecurity. "I'll pass on the frilly, girly hair care, thank you." She turned on a razor, and went on to shave her legs, much to Anne Maria's and Zoey's surprise.

In the Rats' cabin, the boys were having an 'inspirational morning meeting'. Brick, of course, was leading it. "Fellow Rats! We are going to stomp those Maggots. . . for we are a team of men!" Lightning continued this, putting his hand in the middle of all of them. "To Team Men!" Scott and Brick put their hands on top of his. "Team Men!" Sam then joined on this. "Men 'till the end!" Scott, Brick and Lightning recoiled in disgust at his messed up thumb.

"Yikes! What's with the circus thumb?!" Scott asked, backing off. Sam raised a brow in confusion, before realizing. "Oh, this thing? That's ten years of gaming, right there." Lightning tilted his head. "Video games. . . ?" Sam nodded in response. Lightning then folded his arms, and proceeded to act as if he was talking to a kid, or something. "Listen, champ. We are men. YOU are a smelly ball of dough, with ears."

"Smelly-? Hey! Gamers are athletes, too! We've got keen hand eye coordination, cat like reflexes, and. . . just, watch!"

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