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"Welcome back viewers, to the newest season of total drama - total drama world. tour. Pretty classy, I know."
The host smirked before pointing at the camera.
"Sit back and enjoy, or dont."
The camera pans back slightly to reveal a bus driving and stopping behind Chris.
"And here's our unlucky contestants, with, maybe, who knows. Some new ones~?" Chris winks and turns slightly towards the bus, the front of his face still pointed slightly towards the camera.
"Our first contestants, the queen bee herself, Heather." The host enunciates the ending syllable.
"The emo/goth Gwen"
"Sue me bankrupt Courtney!"
"And delinquent Duncan!"
Heather, Gwen, Courtney, and Duncan all walk out as Chris says their names. Type A glares at all the workers (especially Chris) Type B waves slightly to the camera before continuing to walk (into Heather, which turns into a back and forth insult competition) and Type C grins and waves while walking (without walking into anyone) while Type D shrugs and walks over to Gwen
"Our second batch, DJ, Justin, Harold, and Noah!"
All four listed walk out of the bus, with various degrees of emotion.
"Sup Chris" DJ offers a first bump which is reciprocated.
Justin walks out, grinning with his winning smile and winking at the camera before sauntering over to the ladies (and Heather)
Harold walks out, breathing loudly and looking around at his surroundings.
"This is where we're staying? An airport this time... awesome."
"Keep it moving, and for God's sake use mouthwash... im sure that's one of the reasons Leshawna broke up with you..." The schemer quipped behind him, waving a hand in front of his nose before walking to the group out of sight of the camera.
"Oh-kay... now for-"
"Yo, yo, yo! The Z-dawg is here, miss me Chris? Cuz I'm in it to win it!" Ezekiel was still standing in the bus, he was about to walk out before Izzy jumped onto him - god knows why - Tyler ran out before tripping aswell.
"Sup dudes! The Codester is back, after the drama brothers- AHH-" Cody's arm uselessly flailed around him before he tumbled onto the ground.
"I forget how idiotic you all are." Chris let's out a 'hah!' before continuing "next group, in a more orderly fashion please.
Leshawna, Lindsey, and Bridgette all walk out.
"Nice to be back, aside from you Chris, all offense." Type A said, not even looking at the host before strolling over to the group.
"None taken." Chris kept his usual smug smirk.
"I second that" The surfer also stated.
"Oh, oh, me two!... no, no, me three!"
The host put a hand to his chest "Okay, ouch... these three are Leshawna, Bridgette, and Lindsey respectively... unrespectively"
Once everyone had gathered in a group to the side Chris continued.
"Now, I think it's time to introduce some new contestants; so strong and powerful in their own techniques and ways you could almost call them ultimates."
Most of the contestants perked up at this, a few even excited. Even Noah raised an eyebrow.
"No way, did you get Sayaka maizano or something, she's really ho-"
The ginger nerd was cut off by Chris "hah, no. Do you think the networks made out of gold or something? I would blow the 1 million and then some trying to get her. Anyways, I have some others for you, some niche while some popular-"
"Stop dragging it out and introduce them already!" Heather tried to sound nonchalant, but she was biting at her fingernails - metaphorically though, those things cost her a fortune - being in presence of an ultimate was crazy! Especially if it was a popular higher tier ultimate. She was... perhaps a little sad Ms. Maizano wasn't here. Not like she liked J-pop! She was just highly knowledgeable in the case she one day met an ultimate. Nothing else.
"Calm down queen bee. Anywho, He's got a diplomat for a dad, and the talent to charm the pants off most species; Alejandro, the Ultimate Heartthrob."
Everyone who saw him (besides Noah) was either jawdropped or drooling once Alejandro put up his glasses, he winked at the camera before making his way over to the group, who all stuttered and blushed looking at him.
"Amigos and amigas, it's rude to stare~" Alejandro winked at Noah, who scoffed and returned to his book without so much as a blush! Alejandro was totally embarrassed! Usually he flustered other people, not himself. The flirtest had walked over to Noah, peering slightly over him.
"Noah, its quite rude to ignore your peers."
No response.
That stupid little-!
Calm yourself.
"Noah...?"
"Who knew the ultimate heartthrob was so desperate for my attention?" Noah looked up.
Alejandro was at a loss for words, Noah's bangs framed his face perfectly, he had a perfect hooked nose, beautiful thin lips, beautiful autumn brown irises, and light freckles that were barely noticeable.
Alejandro was, truly, at a loss for words.
"Do I have something on my face...?"
"Wah...?"
Alejandro was smiling like an idiot.
"Break it up lovebirds, we have more! She's an ultra obsessed fan with hundreds of full fansites, with millions of followers - the Ultimate Stalker... Sierra!"
The girl in question was practically hyperventilating, squealing, and crying all at once "OH EM GEE, this is the best day of my life EVer" she squealed once again, making the sound once again when hugging the daylights out of a group consisting of Cody, Heather, Gwen, Noah, and Leshawna.
"Calm down girl... you hug like Owen." Leshawna piped up.
"Sorry, sorry! I just really felt like doing that-!"
"Next time ask before you drool on me." Noah returned beside Alejandro, the latter staring at the former with heart eyes very totally normal eyes, no one noticed, even Noah (somehow)
"Oh...Kay. next contestant... I guess." The host cleared his throat "best of all in hall monitoring, having given over 10,000 detention slips in his junior year, ultimate studier, Ishimaru Kiyotaka! The Ultimate Moral Compass!"
"I'm pleased to meet you! I'm Kiyotaka Ishimaru, I believe in bold simplicity! Lets work together in our goal to win!"
Everyone in the group raised an eyebrow.
"But please, call me Taka!" The moral Compass smiled.
"Oh please, we don't need more narks." The delinquent snarled, glaring at Kiyotaka.
"E-excuse me-?!" Kiyotaka looked taken aback by Duncan's words. "I-I don't think I'm a n-nark! I simply stand for the rules!" Kiyotaka finished by stepping closer.
"You're a massive nark! 10,000 detention slips, what are you if not a nark?" Duncan stepped closer, just about to grab the moral compasses uniform-
"Try that I Dare you."
The delinquent looked up, staring at lavender eyes that could only belong to-
"Mondo Owada, Ultimate Biker Gang leader." The host said smugly, peeking out from behind Mondos back to look at Duncan.
"Hah, I was totally just gonna uhm... walk away!" The delinquent laughed nervously before practically sprinting away.
"Serves him right..." Mondo was cut off by a loud
"KYODAI!!" Kiyotaka hugged him "I thought Monokuma had gotten to you." Kiyotaka sniffled while mumbling lowly into Mondos ear, who had reciprocated the hug.
"'Course not, woulda killed tha fucker first-" Mondo mumbled back.
"Language!"
"Yes sir."
"Jeez, it's like the couples are drawn to this show, but, y'know, dealing with teenage hormones isn't too bad when you get to torture them. Anyways, next contestanttt!" Chris waited for the crowd to say something, anything really.
Jee, the one time they don't wanna talk?
"Oh-kay...." The host said for the umpteenth time this episode. Chris' smile wavered before he sighed and went straight back to an all thirty two teeth smile.
"Ever wanted your future told? Your secret ghosts revealed? To see the spirits haunting you? Well here he is folks, the Ultimate Clarvoyant, Yasuhiro Hagakure!"
....
"I said Yasuhiro Hagakure!"
....
To say Courtney had never seen anything as pitiful before, was an understatement. And she had seen Noah in the dodgeball challenge. (Dodgebrawl, was it?) Chris was currently screaming at his staff to find the... so called clarvoyant(?) Who we had waited on for too too long
And so imagine Courtneys shock when she just saw him strolling over, whistling a tune.
And imagine Courtneys not so shocked shock when she actually saw the guy.
He had some sort of weird orange shirt with an white undershirt over top (ironic) He had large baggy black pants/shorts that had an orange bow keeping it up, he had a black trenchcoat over his shoulders...
And worst of all his hair.
If her mom got pissed enough to ground Courtney when she had accidently slightly messed up her braid in her 3rd grade photo, she might aswell have come and lazered eyed the so called clairvoyant.
His hair sticked up so high it probably gave him another 10 inches (to his already pretty tall figure) it was so knotted and stiff to looked like he hadnt washed it in awhile.
And he totally reeked of weed. Like, the kind that lingers and follows someone.
....
"Where the hell were you-?!" Chris hollered.
"Dude, the bus totally forgot about me! I Had'da run here!" The clairvoyant explained, as if he could run 20 km in 1h 45 minutes.
"As if you could run 20 km in 1h 45 minutes!" The queen bee almost almost yelled. "We waited for you for an hour! Hour!" She actually started yelling, as if it would make up for the lost time.
"Yeah dude, it was totally crazy! I 100% got abducted, for real! Crazier than that time my burger-"
"'Kay, dude we heard enough, just go mingle around or whatever, we still gotta wait for the other bus. we are so delayed" Chris bemoaned.
"Yes sir." Hiro strolled over to where he saw Mondo and Ishimaru, talking with each other.... before
"Dude, no way you can read others futures!" Hiro looked down to see a short, chestnut brown haired boy looking up at him with sparkles in his eyes.
"Totally little dude! I'm right 30% of the time!"
"Oh. Still cool, can you read my fortune-?!" The shorter boy perked back up again.
"Yeah dude, just give me 30,000 yen and boom, fortune read!... errr, how does the yen to dollar bill ratio go again...?"
"Approximately .88 Canadian dollar per 1 yen, if I'm correct, you're charging almost 300 dollars per reading." The schemer piped up again, looking up from his book slightly
The shortest boy gasped, looking at Hiro like he was some sorta saint.
"It must be Really good then..." Cody digged in his pockets.
The bookworm groaned in annoyance at the geeks stupidity.
"No, idiot, I'm saying he's a-"
"Now, now, dear Noah, best not to judge a book by it's cover!" The Ultimate Heartthrob butted into the conversation. "I'm sure if he's asking for that amount he must be trusted, no~?" Alejandro wiggled a finger in front of Noahs face.
"You. Cannot. Be. Serious." The schemer practically snarled at the Ultimate in front of him.
Yasuhiro coughed slightly into his hand
"Dudes, it's totally for realzies! I can read your future just to prove it." Yasuhiro rummaged around in the inside of his coat... for awhile.
"Oh... yeah... totally forgot it got smashed when... when that happened... haha.. ." Yasuhiro laughed nervously, looking at the surrounding mics and cameras before rederecting his focus to the bookworm in front of him. "Don't worry, I can still tarot read! Oh shoot I forgot I pawned my last complete set for those sweet, sweet, chili dogs..." The clairvoyant groaned. "At least they were good" he mumbled.
"This dude is totally high..." Noah mumbled to Alejandro, who gave the Schemer a nod in return.
"Ah, don't worry, next time I get my hands on a deck I'll totally read your fortune dude... uhm... your name wassss...?"
The bookworm in question sighed "Noah Mudalair."
"Cool! And your boyfriends name?"
"Not my boyfriend!!!??" Noah shrieked, which, at the same time was accompanied by a, smooth, seductive voice.
"Alejandro Burromuerto. Pleased to meet you, Yasuhiro." He placed out his hand for a handshake... to which Yasuhiro just high-fived (or low-fived)
"Coolio, just call me Hiro, can I call you Al?"
"O-of course..." Alejandro let out a shiver.
"Woahh.. you must really not like that nickname!" Yasuhiro pointed at Alejandro, slightly looking down at Alejandro with wide eyes.
"Huh-?! W-whatever would make you say that, mi amigo?"
"Your aura totally spiked when I said that! Forgive me man, I'll come up with something better."
CONFESSIONAL START!
Alejandro was rubbing his chin, as if deep in thought.
"If Yasuhiro can read me that easily... well I might have a hard time continuing my strategy of manipulating my way through... he'll be the first to go."
CONFESSIONAL END.
"So, Heather what's your thoughts on the new guys?" The goth was looking at the contestants, deciding to make small talk with Ms Queen bee herself while Duncan used the washroom.
"Ugh, totally wack. The Ultimate Biker is a bit intimidating, but, who cares."
END OF WIP 3.