MURDER HOUSE (Total Drama World Tour Fanmade Horror)

In the Famous Words of Dixie

I can't believe they'd actually fucking believe that I'm dead.

I'm fucking Dixie Chamberlain, they think I'd get killed that easy?

Warning: Lots of strong language, gruesome death, deep topics.

IN THE FAMOUS WORDS OF DIXIE

DIXIE CHAMBERLAIN

Can't fucking believe this, I watch as their eyes widen and jaws drop.

"Dixie's.. dead?" Geoff whimpers.

"T-There's no way." Heather stutters, of course she knows.

"Well, there is way, cause she's dead." I feel my blood boil even hotter everytime this bitch says I'm "dead".

And the fact that my contestants believe her? I expected more.

"This has to be a joke!" Alejandro exclaims.

"B-but, we haven't seen Dixie.." Sierra whimpers, ugh, gullible people.

"I-I don't believe this!" Harold rasps.

"As much as we all want her gone, I don't think Dixie would just get killed that easily." Gwen explains. Wow, she actually has some sense.

Not that I didn't know that, she did attack me during the planning stage.

"You all are so funny, but yeah, believe it or not, your favorite torturer, other than Chris McLean, is dead." That stupid girl states, which not of it is true.

"Woah, she has Dixie's humor!" Harold observes.

"What if it's her sister?" Lindsay squeaks.

Tuh, got something right, Lindsay.

"Imagine if Dixie had a sister?" Owen recalls.

"That's... not the point." The bitch says, just wait till I get up there.

"Ugh, family problems." I groan under my breath. The bitch wouldn't accept Elisa, and for some reason, she won't accept me either.

I don't give a shit honestly, it's just irritating.

"Just wait till I get up there, Jasmin." I mumble under my breath.

I'm hiding behind a secret corridor in the bedroom that they all don't know about. Listening in on this stupid ass conversation.

Man, I should just go up there and kill her right now.

"As much as you all don't believe it, because of how big and tough you guys think Dixie is, which isn't true at all by the way. I've known Dixie for years, and she's just a wimp. Seriously, she's not as tough as you all think. She's been a bitch since the day she was born! And I don't like to say that word a lot." That tears it.

I burst through the door and into the bedroom, making a very loud "BOOM" and everyone looks at me.

"Tuh, told you guys." Heather scoffs as she crosses her arms over her chest.