OCW Survivor: Season 1
Episode 4 - "Crossroads"
The Amazon Jungle Friday, April 28th 2017
~The OCW Survivor logo fades out. That’s right…it’s time for another episode of OCW Survivor~
~Chad Vargas demands to know who wrote his name down. Chaotic admits to writing Lurrr’s name down without any coercion whatsoever…for, some reason. Paras, again works to keep the tribe united~
~We see the Savage Tribe mourning the loss of several members of Checkers’ family. Pryde offers up a eulogy to most of the tribe~
~Both tribes arrive for the challenge. The Savage Tribe looks barbaric. The Paradigm Tribe looks virtuous. The challenge unfolds with Chaotic sacrificing life and limb for his team while Rebel attempts to do the same and, well, pretty much loses one. Spoiler alert, it wasn’t his life~
~We’re about to see more when the screen is eroded away by static. We cut to black and white footage. There is a kitchen counter inside a standard home. A plate covered with brownies sets on the table top’s central location. A door opens. We hear a voice~
Voice: Yo, Chels? Total flex house ya got here. You around? My car is chillin out front, thought we could maybe take a ride, ya know? Then perhaps watch some Netflix and chill?
~NEW Jock Reasoning enters. He’s got a plastic bag in his right hand. He looks around nervously. He sets the back on the kitchen table. He starts to head toward the back of the house when CHRIS HANSON steps out of fucking nowhere~
Chris Hanson: C’mon, Jock, why don’t you take a seat
Jock Reasoning: OH NO!!!
~Jock takes off running, in the process he knocks his bag over. Alcohol, condoms, weed, and Cliff Notes for Catcher in the Rye spill out. Our view cuts to Jock being tackled outside the home. He’s screaming about how this is SO NOT FLEX. We cut to a black screen~
~We return to the broadcast to see MJ Bell’s torch being snuffed out by a blurred figure~
~We cut to the intro~
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 9 - POST TRIBAL COUNCIL
~The Savage Tribe has returned to camp. The mood is somewhat somber. MJ Bell was a source of entertainment and energy. With her gone, it’s dampened the spirits of most the tribemates. Annie Alvarez looks down at some water MJ had collected earlier in the day~
Annie Alvarez: Well, that was kind of shitty. I was beginning to like MJ.
~CJ barrels past Annie and kicks the bucket of water over~
CJ O’Donnell: I’m not sorry. She napped too damn much. How do you all feel about that wave, huh?
~Annie watches the water rushing through the dirt, finding the nearest low point to settle~
Annie Alvarez: Are you talking about the wave you just made by kicking over that bucket or, like, a metaphorical wave?
CJ O’Donnell: Neither! I’m referring to me waving goodbye to that platinum haired bitch who thought she was a dime but turned out to only be a penny.
~TIO laughs facetiously at CJ’s attempt at humor~
TIO: Ha Ha Ha…good one, pal! You should really quit wrestling and become a stand-up comedian!
~TIO sits down and watches the last bit of patient water finally rushing away~
TIO: But, yea, that tribal council was fantastic.
~A moment of silence passes. Checkers is heard in the background talking to Curt. This reminds CJ of a terrible moment from tribal council. He turns around and points at Curt and Checkers~
CJ O’Donnell: Curt! Keep that animal away from me or I’m going to give it to Morbidus!
Curt Canon: Awww CJ are you salty because checkers played a joke? Everyone else at council thought it was hilarious. You should really lighten up a little, some of us are gonna be on this Island together for a long while and I can’t speak for everyone but your attitude is starting to suck
CJ O’Donnell: I’m glad Checkers has jokes. Let's see how funny it is when I skin him. Where is the machete?
Curt Canon: Ha! there is the sense of humour I knew you had, doesn't it feel good to not be so serious all the time?
~Members of the tribe look around like “I don’t really think he was joking”~
CJ O’Donnell: Who said I was kidding?
~CJ begins searching for the machete. We zoom in on Checkers who swallows HARD.
PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 10
~Chad Vargas is whistling some southern tunes while catching a fish with his bare hands. A patch platinum flowers are near him. He looks down and smiles, saying “MJ Belll is such a nice lady.” The flowers suddenly wilt and die. His eyes widen~
Chad Vargas: Holy shit! They voted MJ off!
~Chad hurries back to camp. He guts and cleans the fish while running. By the time he gets to camp the fish is ready to be cooked. He tosses it to Paras. He catches the fish and puts it over the fire. Vargas stops, breathing heavily. The tribe looks his way~
Mario Maurako: What the hell?
Chad Vargas: They voted MJ off.
Lurrr: How do you know that? You do realize we are on separate tribes, far away from one another and aren’t previed to that kind of information. It would be IMPOSSIBLE for us to know who was voted off before a challenge…unless you know we had a pet monkey named checkers.
Chad Vargas: It’s hard for me to explain but, trust me, she’s gone. They think they are making waves over there…
TLS: Maybe one of them kicked a bucket of water over
Chad Vargas: METAPHORICAL waves and, fuck man, put some damn pants on!
~A blurred TLS heads back into his hut. Josie and Chaotic are arguing~
Josie Barnes: Just don’t do that again…
Chaotic: So you’re concerned about my safety? I KNEW IT
Josie Barnes: No! I’m more concerned that you’ll cost us a challenge.
Chaotic: Yea, yea…sure sure…just hands off, okay? Keep your pants on…I’M A MARRIED MAN.
~Josie rolls her eyes and walks off. Maurako grabs her tenderly by the arm~
Mario Maurako: Forget about him. Just stick with me.
~Josie smiles and gives Mario a hug who responds with a tender embrace. Mario looks at Chad. Chad looks at Mario. They both nod. The hug ends and Josie heads to the lake~
Josie Barnes: We’re gonna need more than one fish…so I guess I’ll catch some. Anybody want to come with me?
Mario Maurako: I would love to.
Chaotic: ME TOO!!
~Maurako and Josie head to the water with Chaotic following closely behind. TLS emerges with nothing on~
Chad Vargas: WHAT did I just say?
~Julliet Brooks suddenly appears, jumping out of a tree. She’s made some clothing for the tribe. She hands TLS several pairs of shorts~
Julliet Brooks: I made some clothes for the tribe and…TLS, especially.
TLS: Hmm, they don’t look like they’ll
Julliet Brooks: Trust me, they will fit
~Begrudgingly, TLS slides them on. He is suddenly clear on our screen. His face paint is immaculate. He looks over at the fish Chad brought and the decaying shark carcass that, for some reason, wasn’t disposed of as properly as we thought. He sniffs~
TLS: They voted MJ Bell out, huh? Something smells fishy…
Chad Orange: Yea, well I know JUST who is behind this…and they are going to pay.
Lurrr: If we keep winning challenges business will take care of itself.
~Nobody within the tribe can argue that. It’s a great moment of unity until Vargas speaks~
Chad Vargas: Great advice, Lurrr. But, hey, TLS, I found some peyote…you want to indulge?
TLS: Step into my hut…
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 10
~The tribe is up and moving about. Pryde has kept to himself mostly since the previous tribal council. But, like any man with frustration weighing on his mental filter, eventually…shit’s gotta be said. It seems the tipping point is when Rebel tries to stand, but falls back down due to his injured leg.~
Pryde: Well, at least my prediction came true. Why should we get rid of the people who keep costing us challenges, when we can continue to lose? This is the reason I usually prefer to work alone...
~Not one to hold silent, CJ responds~
CJ O’Donnell: Maybe if you worked together with us rather than against us we wouldn't keep losing these challenges. Right now this is still a team competition it is not individual competition.
~Canon, minus Checkers, spits out some fish bones and chimes in~
Curt Canon: Lay off CJ, Pryde has a point. You and the rest of your cronies had a personal vendetta against MJ meanwhile Rebel is always MIA and couldn't even get it together to make a logical vote. Since this is still a team game like you say why don’t you start realizing that the savage tribe is more than just The Aptitude.....and in other news, don't threaten my monkey!
~CJ smiles and shrugs~
CJ O’Donnell: I don't know who else voted for MJ but I will admit I voted for her. We have never seen eye to eye but that is no secret. She weighed what 96 pounds and couldn't even carry her own weight. Anyway in other news ..
~Checkers appears, taking Canon’s leftover fish. He munches on some aquatic carcass as CJ slowly pulls out the machete. Checkers SCREAMS and hurries into the jungle with his food. Annie finishes her food and stands~
Annie Alvarez: Boys, what’s done is done. And CJ, leave Checkers alone.
~Pryde, increasing with frustration and disinterested in the Checkers tomfoolery stands~
Pryde: CU, do you remember this:
Pryde: I remember you saying that, myself, and I fully agreed with it. Still do, as a matter of fact. So when I starting hearing you and your friends saying you wanted to 'make waves', I got concerned. Then, nobody wants to talk about the vote, not like last time. So I talked to several people, myself, trying to get the vote for the dead weight known as Rebel…
~Rebel looks around angrily. He tries to stand, but his leg gives out. Pryde continues~
Pryde: …a guy who has barely shown up to this competition. Hell, he couldn't even get his vote right. But I guess that didn't matter to you guys, you had a personal vendetta to settle. It was never about a blindside. Did you see any votes for TIO? For Matt? For you? Well, other than that damn monkey, but I don't care about that...
~Checkers starts to emerge from the jungle to take umbrage with Pryde’s dismissal of his highly impactful vote – but he sees that life ending blade and slides back into the foliage~
Pryde: So we will see what happens this week. Maybe Rebel will reward you by finally getting off his ass and doing some work. Hell, I'd love for him to prove himself and actually just say something. Anything. Because I hate to lose, and I'm still pissed to have a losing record so far. I want him to show up this week. I want Morbidus and The Incredible One to recover and get involved again as well. But at this time, I'm bracing myself for another loss. Damn, I hope I'm wrong.
~Canon stands up, ready to cap off Pryde’s speech with the slow clap. However, CJ isn’t done~
CJ O’Donnell: Yeah i did say those words but what has MJ done? Say a word here and there or a phrase. Was she pulling her weight? The way I see it I asked who everyone was voting for but no one wanted to give me an answer. MJ has half assed it the whole time she was in this island. So you want to talk about Meyhu, TIO and myself. Funny you forgot to mention your relationship with Curt when you are a part of Operation Zero. What you didn't think I would do my research? So Pryde are you really being honest with the tribe? I respect what you did in OCW back on your day but this is a new breed of wrestlers. So I mean this with the upmost respect but you are only here to get ratings for the little guy. Do you actually believe you have a shot at winning survivor?
~Checkers’ face is visible through some branches. He brings his balled fist to his mouth, his eyes widen and he goes “ooohhhh, dissssss”. Pryde responds~
Pryde: The funny thing is, CJ, at this point, it's not about winning Survivor. My only goal currently is to get as many of my tribemates as possible into the merge. At first, I was confident, since Paradigm looked so disorganized and voted out Perzag of all people. But now they're focused, and we're the ones falling apart.
You mention Canon being in Operation Zero. Yep, we worked together once, but that doesn't mean I trust him. At this point, I talked to three people (left), and two of them voted with you. So at this point, all I can do is openly plead with people that it makes no sense to leave someone in who isn't involved. Maybe MJ wasn't as active around camp as you or me, but you can't honestly argue she was less active than Rebel. Has anyone seen him? Serious question there, someone go and talk with him. I don't know the guy, but unless we've already given up on this week's challenge, we need him.
~Rebel is passing out from the pain in his leg. He tries to wave his hand in the air to get their attention. But, they fail to notice it. He collapses fully into the grass, unconscious. The noise from his fall does the job. Everyone turns and looks at the potentially dead body of Rebel. Pryde and CJ stop bickering. We fade out~
~We fade back into their campsite a few hours later. Rebel is being rolled out on a stretcher. JOCK Reasoning is shaking his head, arms folded~
Jock Reasoning: It’s a tough game. Unfortunately for Rebel his body betrayed him. Are you all okay? Does anyone need some extra time to think about things?
CJ O’Donnell: Does this mean there is no tribal council after the challenge?
Jock Reasoning: He’s got an injured leg, he isn’t fucking dead. Yes, there will be a tribal council.
~CJ glares at Pryde. Pryde shakes his head as if to say “Could this get any worse?”~
Jock Reasoning: Alright, well I’m going to head back to my five star accommodations. See you guys tomorrow for the challenge.
~A Porsche zooms into view near a clearing. Jock tosses some slick shades on and hops into the passenger’s side. We see a smoking hot brunette behind the wheel. Some James Bondesque music plays as the ridiculously expensive car speeds away. The Savage Tribe is left to their own machinations…mainly scheming for survival. A long awkward pause follows. They don’t really know what to say. Are they supposed to be sad? Happy? What’s the appropriate protocol? Finally, the MARVEL himself steps forward~
Matt Meyhu: Well, then. I'm going fishing. Something tells me I'm catching two, maybe even three fish today! You're all welcome to come witness greatness!
~Meyhu grabs his soon to be legendary fishing pole. He struts off with confidence. Checkers hops down from some arbitrary tree and chases after Meyhu. Canon runs close behind…one by one the tribe follows The Marvel for a fishing CLINIC! CJ hangs behind~
CJ O’Donnell: Matt I love you like a brother but you suck at fishing. Can you try your luck at something else please?
~Meyhu doesn’t turn around, he keeps walking…he raises his hand and points behind him…it’s directed somewhere in CJ’s vicinity~
Matt Meyhu: That wasn't very brotherly at all. No fish for you!
PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 11
~ The Paragon of Perfection finishes his morning yoga (Triple P Yoga, on sale now for just $49.99!) on the riverbank and grabs a canteen full of water to boil back at camp. When he reaches his team, he looks around like a proud papa at all they've accomplished... well, apart from the 24 hour peyote bender being shared by Vargas and Soul... Paul shrugs and lets that happen like a particularly bad papa. Parenting was never his strong suit. He walks over to where Josie, Chaotic, and Brooks have been chatting. He studiously looks Chaotic up and down, then does the same to Barnes.
Paul Paras: Well Chaotic, perhaps you're on to something. The Perfect One can officially confirm that Josie has 1003.47 percent more charm than you. Approximately.
~Paras glances over to where Maurako and Lurrr are sitting by the fire. Mario visibly mouths "dammit" and hands a $20 bill over to a smug Lurrr. How or why Mario has money in the Amazon is not explained and isn't particularly important to the episode. Paras nonchalantly turns to Brooks~
Paul Paras: Now then... Ms. Julliet, as an ardent paramour of creativity, the Perfect One couldn't help but hear that you have been busy getting the creative juices flowing. What do you have in mind?
Julliet Brooks: I'm trying to decide the finishing touches to your piece, Paul, but can't figure out what I want to do. Hmm.
Paul Paras: I've always been partial to anything blue, white, and black, personally. Hoisting the colors of Perfection, as it were.
~Chaotic starts to shadow box~
Chaotic: I can give you black and blue! Plus, you’re already white, so…
~Paras ignores Chaotic’s lunacy. Chaotic continues to box imaginary opponents. Maurako takes a seat next to Barnes. They chat it up, becoming quite chummy. Lurrr stands around, he spots Carrington. Carrington is doing a quick inventory of his rock, drum set. Lurrr shrugs~
Lurrr: Slow day
~He takes a seat on the ground and leans back for a nap~
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 11
~The entire Savage tribe is asleep. The machete is near TIO’s leg. Slowly, it disappears from view…we zoom in and see CHECKERS dragging it toward the sleeping CJ. He stands over CJ with the machete. CJ senses something afoot and begins to open his eyes~
CJ O’Donnell: AHHHH ... What the fuck?
~CJ stumbles backwards on his back as Checkers is just making monkey noise~
CJ O’Donnell: GET AWAY FROM ME YOU FUCKING CRAZY MONKEY! EVERYBODY WAKE UP!!
~Curt is the first to appear~
Curt Canon: CJ man, whats up? Whats going on? I was having the best dream. There were rainbows, and unicorns, me and Syren were at an all you can eat corndog buffet... It was wild. Why did ya have to wake me up
~ Pryde jumps to his feet at the sound of shouting. He watches Checkers drop the machete and run away~
Pryde: Okay, that's not something I expected to wake up and see. So much for Checkers being a lovable mascot.
~Pryde pulls a piece of lumber closer to him, just in case. CJ’s frenzied expression turns to Canon~
CJ O’Donnell: Your monkey just tried to kill me. Tell me you didn't see that?
~ Annie is still rubbing the sleep from her eyes when she makes it to the group~
Annie Alvarez: Really guys?! What's going on? Why can we not get through one 24 hour period without some crazy going on?
Curt Canon: What? No way! That is impossible. I do not beleive it. You ruined a perfectly good dream for this blasphemy. Checkers would never. Did anyone else see this?
CJ O’Donnell: Annie sorry but Checkers tried to kill me. I'm gonna have to sit down with Jock and tell him Checkers needs to go.
Annie Alvarez: Are you really fighting with a monkey?.. or have you been sniffing some of that magic white powder?
CJ O’Donnell: Nope not my style. I was trying to sleep and next thing I know Checkers is over me about to stab me. Not cool at all.
Curt Canon: Ugh, this is not good, not good at all. I have barely seen Checkers since tribal council and now he is trying to kill people. We have a challenge later, after that win or lose Im going to find Checkers and get to the bottom of this. We should all get our heads in the game. Just stay close to me CJ, Checkers would never put me in harm’s way.... I think
Annie Alvarez: I think that dealing with a crazy monkey is the least of our worries today. Let's all get our heads out of our asses and get some rest. We’ve got a big day tomorrow. I don't want a repeat of last week.
PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 12 – PRE CHALLENGE
~The Paradigm Tribe gathers, preparing for a challenge. Chaotic is going on and on about food~
Chaotic: I’m STARVING
Josie Barnes: Why didn’t you eat any of that shark?
Chaotic: I’M A FUCKING VEGAN
Julliet Brooks: We all are starving, but we must make the most of what we got.
~Vargas and TLS emerge from their peyote induced sabbatical. They appear to be functioning, in the words of some great, wise man “Pretty okay”. Paras sees everyone is gathered around, even the tribal drummer Carrington and nods his head with approval~
Paul Paras: Ready for war tonight.
~The rest of the tribe nods, getting into ‘challenge’ mode. Chaotic mimes shooting a gun in the air~
Chaotic: Take THAT Incredible Ogre! PEW PEW PEW!!
Bradley Carrington: Preparing for war is giving the other tribe too much credit
~Paras nods in approval of that statement. The rest of the tribe couldn’t agree more. And, with that, they head off to the challenge. Chaotic does a back flip for some reason. Nobody really reacts because, well, he’s Chaotic~
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 12 - PRE CHALLENGE
~The Savage Tribe is tired. They didn’t get much sleep after MACHETE GATE. The only person in the tribe who doesn’t look tired is Pryde, due to his mask. And, well, I guess Morbidus because he’s nocturnal. CJ looks at Morbidus~
CJ O’Donnell: Hey yea…speaking of last night, you’re nocturnal, where were you when that monkey tried to murder me?
Robert Morbidus: Feeding
CJ O’Donnell: You’re always feeding! Is that normal or are you a gluttonous vampire?
~Morbidus flashes his incisors at CJ. Pryde speaks up~
Pryde: C’mon, guys! Big challenge today…let’s wake up and work together. We can’t afford to lose another one. So what do you say? LETS WIN THIS!
~A very lackluster, fatigued ‘yeeeaaa…’ pushes through their tired, yawning mouths~
DAY 12 – IMMUNITY CHALLENGE
~The two tribes appear with OLD Jock Reasoning ready to greet them. A few groans of “Damnit, I loved new Jock” are heard…but, most people seem relieved. Especially the females. Chaotic is holding the immunity idol~
Jock Reasoning: Welcome to todays’ immunity challenge. Glad you all could make it. As you can see New Jock is no longer here…I won’t get into WHY he isn’t here…let’s just say the man likes his steak rare.
TLS: Well, to be fair, that does preserve most of the flavor.
Chad Vargas: That’s what ketchup is for!
Lurrr: You put ketchup on your steak?
Jock Reasoning: IMMATERIAL! It was a metaphor…geez. Anyway…let’s have that immunity idol…CHAOTIC!
~Chaotic is grinding his pelvic region against the idol. He instantly stops~
Chaotic: Sorry, Jock…but I just really love winning.
Jock Reasoning: That is a caricature of Mr Buffet. How dare you! Give it over.
~Chaotic tosses the idol like a football. Jock’s eyes widen…he stumbles, staggers, trying to get into position. A giant hand reaches out and snares the idol. It’s Meyhu. He hands it to Jock~
Jock Reasoning: Thank you, Mr. Meyhu. You are a gentleman AND a scholar.
Matt Meyhu: Does that bit of good will guarantee us victory?
Jock Reasoning: I’m sorry, but that’s not how this works.
Matt Meyhu: A head start, then?
Jock Reasoning: I think you need to re-familiarize yourself with the meaning of the word charity. Anyway…onto today’s challenge!
~We overlook the entire area…the water, the bank, the jungle…it’s apparently all going to be in use. Jock goes into explanation mode~
Jock Reasoning: Alright everyone…this is a FIVE part relay race. The first leg will require a tribe member to swim out to a buoy. They will then have to dive down and retrieve a bottle that contains a message. A second tribe member will be standing on a platform near the buoy. They will receive the bottle and run across a floating bridge. At the end of the bridge will be a boat with the third participating member. The second and third members will paddle the boat to shore. A fourth and fifth member will be waiting. They will take the bottle, smash it and read a map that’s inside. They will then sprint into the jungle and locate a rope ladder and key. Once they have the key they will need to locate the buried treasure and dig it up. The first tribe to retrieve the buried treasure with the key inside the lock to the starting position will win immunity.
~Everyone looks around like “Holy crap that was a mouthful.”~
Jock Reasoning: Savage Tribe, you have 8 members, you will need two to sit out. Paradigm, you will need to sit 4 out.
~The tribes begin to discuss their strategy on who to sit and who to play. Morbidus seems very adamant in a Transylvanian way. Finally, the two tribes have reached a decision~
CJ O’Donnell: Jock, we are going to sit out Annie and Canon.
Jock Reasoning: Alright…Paradigm?
Paul Paras: We’ll be sitting out Julliet, Lurrr, TLS, and Vargas.
Jock Reasoning: Sounds great, let’s get started!
~We zoom forward. CJ is starting the challenge out for the Savage Tribe. Josie is starting the challenge out for her tribe~
Jock Reasoning: Survivors ready…GO!
~CJ and Josie dive head first into the river. Josie is up first, free styling as fast as she can. CJ emerges ahead of her, having covered quite a bit of distance underwater. CJ swims quickly and reaches his buoy before Josie. He takes in a breath and goes underwater. We watch him underwater…the bottle is tied via a knot. CJ works on the knot but comes back up for air. As he does, Josie reaches her buoy. She inhales and goes under…CJ, feeling the rush of competitions, goes back under with her. Both work on their knots. CJ’s is half undone…he finishes and the bottle releases to the surface. He looks over at Josie…she unties her knot! It floats to the surface. CJ pops up and grabs his bottle…the outstretched arm of TIO waits anxiously. CJ hands it over. Josie grabs her bottle and she swims to Maurako, handing it over. Maurako takes it. CJ climbs onto the platform, out of the water…Josie does the same. CJ runs his hands through his wet hair, slicking it back…he yells out to the beach~
CJ O’Donnell: See that? I can swim you fucking idiot!
Chad Vargas: FUCK OFF
~Vargas yells back. TIO takes off down the bridge with a slight lead. It wobbles…but he’s able to maintain his balance. He’s far more focused this challenge. He reaches the end of his bridge as Maurako begins his journey. Maurako lumbers across the bridge showing that he’s a bit older than TIO and carrying more muscle mass. TIO hops into the boat with Meyhu. They start to paddle. Maurako reaches his boat which contains Chaotic~
Chaotic: What’s up, Mario?! Where should we go??
Mario Maurako: PADDLE! NOW!
~Chaotic laughs and begins to paddle with Maurako alongside. TIO and Meyhu reach land first. TIO tosses the bottle to Pryde shatters it against the boat. He winces, there’s a cut in his hand~
Robert Morbidus: Might I take a look?
Pryde: I’m fine.
~Pryde keeps his hand away from Morbidus. Perhaps he wonders why he wears a mask and not gloves? We don’t know…all we know is that they are looking over the map, holding a slight lead. The Paradigm Boat reaches the shore. Chaotic pulls the bottle out of the way and he turns his back to shore~
Mario Maurako: What are you doing?!
Chaotic: Shooting Star Press to the shore!
Mario Maurako: Just hand them the damn bottle!
~Paras and Carrington are yelling at Chaotic to give them the bottle. Instead, he performs a shooting star press off the boat, into the water. Unfortunately, it’s about 3-4 inches of water so he just SPLATS into mud. Paras grabs the bottle and smashes it, taking the map. He and The Professor look it over~
Jock Reasoning: Savage Tribe had a bit of a lead but it appears to be evaporating
Pryde: Alright, I think I’ve got my bearings…let’s head in there!
~Pryde and Morbidus sprint into the jungle. Paras and Carrington meticulously dissect the map. After awhile, they look at one another and nod~
Paul Paras: Perfect.
~They sprint into the jungle. The rest of the participants are back on land, anxiously waiting to see who emerges first. Morbidus and Pryde find the rope ladder. Pryde leaps up and climbs it in record speed. He snatches the key and drops down~
Pryde: Okay, now we just have to find that buried treasure
~Paras and Carrington reach their rope ladder~
Paul Paras: Up you go, rookie.
~Carrington climbs the ladder, snares the key and climbs back down. They stare at the map pensively~
Paul Paras: Right here, wouldn’t you say, Professor?
Bradley Carrington: According to my calculations…
~He does some mental math and geometry~
Bradley Carrington: It should be slightly to the left of that location.
~Paras looks closer~
Paul Paras: Ah, I see. Good show, Professor!
~Paras and Carrington reach the location they picked out and begin digging. We cut to Pryde and Morbidus. They are about three feet deep with nothing but sand and sweat to show for their efforts~
Pryde: Okay, it’s obviously not here…so
~Pryde slaps his mask~
Pryde: You’re holding the map upside down!
Robert Morbidus: My sincerest apologies…ACHOO!!
~Morbidus sneezes blood all over the map. Pryde shakes his head as the map is totally unreadable. Back to the Paras and Carrington. Paras reaches in and pulls out the treasure chest! It’s got Buffet’s face all over it. They insert the key~
Paul Paras: Excellent work, Professor
Bradley Carrington: No, it was Perfect.
~The duo nods, shakes hands and make their way through the jungle. Meanwhile, Pryde is able to scrape away some of the blood…enough to locate the treasure chest on the map. Morbidus has an animal of some kind in his hand, he’s draining it’s blood. Pryde begins to dig~
Pryde: I’VE GOT IT!
~Pryde pulls the chest out. He inserts the key and heaves it over his shoulder. He rushes through the jungle with Morbidus following behind. We cut to an exterior shot of both tribes watching, impatiently~
CJ O’Donnell: C’mon, c’mon! We had a lead, they should already be out here!
Mario Maurako: If Paras loses this I’m never going to let him live it down
Chaotic: DO YOU GUYS WANT ME TO RUN IN THERE AND HELPS?
~A caked in mud Chaotic asks~
Mario Maurako: NO! You just stay right here and try not to injure yourself.
Chaotic: Will do!
~Checkers SCREAMS from the sidelines. Paras and Carrington emerge!! The Paradigm tribe goes wild!! Together the intellectual duo lug the chest to the starting position and drop it onto the mat~
Jock Reasoning: PARADIGM TRIBE WINS IMMUNITY!!
~The Paradigm Tribe jumps to their feet in cheers. The Savage Tribe lowers their heads. CJ kicks at the sand in frustration. Meyhu looks into the river wondering how many fish he could catch~
Jock Reasoning: Paradigm Tribe, here’s the immunity idol that is beginning to make itself comfortable within the confines of your tribe. You can all head back and celebrate.
Chaotic: CELEBRATE GOOD TIMES, COME ON!
~A jovial Paradigm Tribe paces through the jungle, leaving the Savage Tribe behind. The sun begins to set, several hours pass. Finally, Pryde and Morbidus emerge. Pryde drops the chest onto the mat and shakes his head, he’s fully aware they did not win~
Jock Reasoning: Pryde, Morbidus…great job in finishing the challenge. Unfortunately, I’ve got nothing for you. I’ll see your tribe in…holy shit, in like an hour for tribal council!
~Jock suddenly realizes it’s almost night. He ushers the Savage Tribe away, to their camp so they can make it to Tribal Council on time~
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 12 - PRE TRIBAL COUNCIL
~The Savage Tribe isn’t very happy. They’ve lost two in a row, three of four. This is becoming habitual. CJ doesn’t have much to say, he’s disgusted. Meyhu and TIO are listening to Pryde~
Pryde: Yea, he just sneezed blood all over the map. I mean, I like the guy…you know, for being a vampire and all…but he keeps costing us challenges.
Matt Meyhu: Vampires sneeze blood?
TIO: Yea, that’s news to me
Pryde: I didn’t know that either until it happened. But, that’s beside the point…I get there are moves that need to be made…but if we don’t fix this tribe and fix it now, there won’t be any of us left by the time we merge.
Matt Meyhu: Pryde, for a man wearing a mask, you make a lot of sense.
~Annie Alvarez is looking at her booty. It’s in great shape. She nods with approval. Morbidus walks up~
Robert Morbidus: Annie, no offense, but I’m voting you tonight. As a vampire, I wanted to make sure you knew that.
Annie Alvarez: Uhh, okay
~Annie is talking with Canon and CJ. Checkers is WAY off in the background~
Annie Alvarez: Yea, he just came up and told me that. So, I just want to know that if you’re voting me out tonight…be a man and tell me.
~We cut to a shot of CJ~
CJ O’Donnell: There’s a lot going on tonight. People are growing paranoid. This tribe is broken and it needs to be fixed. Tonight’s vote will hopefully do that.
~We get one final shot of the Savage Tribe heading to Tribal Council~
TRIBAL COUNCIL
~The Savage Tribe takes a seat. Jock sits across from them~
Jock Reasoning: Another tough challenge today. You guys always seem to be right in there…even with a lead at some points…only to fall at the end and lose. CJ, why is that?
CJ O’Donnell: We can’t close, Jock. That’s something that has to be fixed. It’s great to take a lead but if you can’t finish, there’s no point in even starting.
Jock Reasoning: Curt…last week Checkers made a vote for CJ. CJ didn’t seem too pleased, from what I heard. Did that cause any friction?
Curt Canon: I don’t think so. I mean it was just a rambunctious monkey having some fun…if people see anything beyond that then, well, they need to reevaluation how they look at things.
Jock Reasoning: Do you see Checkers as positive or negative in regards to your game?
Curt Canon: Checkers is my best friend. He’s there for me in the good times and the bad. Without Checkers, you might not be seeing Curt Canon here today. You might be seeing DareDevil.
Jock Reasoning: TIO…you were having some…medicinal issues last week, we’ll call them. Do you think your inability to cope with your addiction will cost you in this game?
TIO: I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. I had the flu.
Jock Reasoning: Alright then, fair enough. Matt Meyhu…I’ve heard tale of your legendary fishing escapades. Rumor has it you caught three fish the other day. If you are fortunate enough to make it beyond tonight’s vote could we see…potentially FOUR fish next time?
Matt Meyhu: I don’t want to get ahead of myself, Jock. But you never know.
Jock Reasoning: Morbidus…you’re a vampire. How does being a vampire affect your gameplay in Survivor?
Robert Morbidus: It’s tough, Jock. The sun is painful. The nights are long and boring. But there is plenty of food out here…even if the blood is a bit gamey. I think my game should be an inspiration to vampires all over the globe.
Jock Reasoning: And how many are there because, to be quite honest, before I met you I didn’t think there were any.
Robert Morbidus: Oh, we are around, Jock. We are around.
Jock Reasoning: Well, that’s kind of creepy. Annie! You’re sort of the oddball around here. Your main OCW connection was former President Dean. Have you been able to make any friends out here or are you still an outsider looking in?
Annie Alvarez: I don’t know anything about that. But I do know this. Whoever votes for me tonight will get cut. That, I can guarantee. I will cut you.
Pryde: Jock, if I may…
Jock Reasoning: Oh, sure Pryde…the floor is yours
Pryde: I know people can get caught up into this game. I know it’s easy to start thinking long term. But I feel these aforementioned issues have severely crippled our tribe. We are getting our asses kicked yet we do nothing about at tribal council. Now, I don’t know how the majority of you are going to vote. All I know is that if we don’t start weeding out the people who are costing us challenges…well, we’ll keep losing and NONE of us will have a shot at winning this game.
~Everybody nods…CJ looks at the ground. Annie glares at Morbidus. We cut back to Jock~
Jock Reasoning: And, on that note…it’s time to vote. Annie, you’re up first.
~Annie heads to the voting area. One by one her tribemates follow her. We zoom in on Canon who writes a name down. He shows it. It reads “Morbidus”~
Curt Canon: Bobby, I feel like you and I have come a long way since we first landed on the beach.. I mean you caught Checkers for me, but that is why I have to vote for you. Checkers maybe going a little nuts as of late but before that he told me that you ate his cousins Backgammon and Dominoes.. He was cool with you taking out Chess, but he draws the line at the rest of his family
~Canon stuffs the vote into the container. A few more members vote with Morbidus being the final one. Jock grabs the container and he looks out over the Savage Tribe~
Jock Reasoning: Alright…if anybody has a hidden immunity idol and they would like to play it…now would be the time to do so.
~We zoom in on several of the Savage Tribe members. Nobody moves~
Jock Reasoning: Okay. The person with the most votes will be asked to leave the tribal council area immediately. I’ll read the votes.
First vote – Morbidus
Jock Reasoning: That’s three votes Morbidus, one vote Annie.
Fifth vote…and the fourth person voted out of survivor….ROBERT MORBIDUS
Jock Reasoning: Robert, that’s enough, time to bring me your torch.
~Morbidus snarls and looks angry. He stands and grabs his torch~
Jock Reasoning: Morbidus…the tribe has spoken. It’s time for you to go.
~Jock snuffs Robert’s torch out. Robert heads away in defeat~
Jock Reasoning: Well, this certainly sounded like a pivotal moment for this tribe. Hopefully the vote leads to improved results. Only time will tell. Alright, back to your campsite, I’ll see you all at the next challenge.
~The Savage Tribe stands up and exits~
NEXT TIME ON OCW SURVIVOR: Annie Alvarez makes a knife. With Morbidus gone, Checkers’ family starts to grow at an alarming rate. CJ O’Donnell questions the game. Matt Meyhu catches FOUR fish. TIO feels the ITCH for some recreational drug use. Pryde breathes a sigh of relief…after removing his mask for a few seconds. Chad Vargas wonders when TLS will offer HIM some peyote. TLS receives a letter from the DIY network, offering him a job at the show’s conclusion. Josie Barnes and Maurako grow closer. Paul Paras and Bradley Carrington create a chess board which sparks a heated rivalry. Lurrr becomes paranoid when he forgets the name of his sixteenth favorite beer. Julliet Brooks receives a letter the day after TLS offering her a deal for a Just Julliet clothing line. Chaotic finds more useful ways to bust out his Shooting Star Press.
~Sad music plays as we see the votes. We cut to Morbidus~
Robert Morbidus: I feel being a vampire hurt me. They just don’t get my culture and where I come from. A bit prejudiced, I believe. Hopefully my appearance on this show can raise awareness for vampires everywhere…giving them the confidence to step into the light.
~Morbidus snares a cute looking animal and rips it’s head off. We fade out~
Second vote – Morbidus
Third vote – Annie
Fourth vote – Morbidus