Total Drama Island: CEWe now see a dock of an old summer camp. Suddenly, a man appeared. He was presumably in his 30s or 40s, had short but wavy dark hair, and a five O'clock shadow. He wore a teal button shirt over a white long sleeve shirt; tan colored pants, a pair of tennis shoes, and a string necklace with a sand colored stone hanging from it.More Like This
"Chris McLean here," he said, to you "Back at camp Wawanakwa. That's right, next season we're going back to our roots. All your favorite cast mates, Duncan, Heather, Alejandro, Owen, and the rest...Aren't coming. This season we're using a completely new cast. And to make it interesting, we're going to make things a little racial by competing humans against antro, anthro, antropo..." he starts making a squinty face and points off screen. He was obviously reading a cue card. "You know, how about I just call them toons? That makes it easier. As always, they're going to compete in various challenges, for the grand prize of $ 100,000. In the tradition of show...that t
Turkey DayThe scene was gorgeous. Freshly-fallen leaves littered the landscape, the trees which they once decorated standing still very colorful with the browns and reds and yellows and oranges of those which still have yet to flutter off. The sky was a serene, cloudless blue, the air crisp and clean, temperature a perfectly temperate lukewarm with a touch of coolness from a light breeze. The grass was a brownish dull-green, stubbly and dry but still soft and plush enough to walk on comfortably barefoot.More Like This
Of course, Mordecai didn't give a crap.
Carrying two wingfuls of paper bags, he kicked open the back door apathetically, whistling as he made his way to the kitchen table. He dumped the contents of the bags, which included potato chips, candy bars, individually packaged dessert snacks, various flavors of soda, and all kinds of other junk food items. However, one bag stayed closed for the time being. Taller and broader than all the