OCW Survivor: Season 1
Episode 7 - "Order"
The Amazon Jungle Friday, May 19th 2017
~Chaotic, Vargas and others are shown pleased with their effort to vote Bradley Carrington off the tribe. Chaotic, in particular, is voicing his excitement over the vote~
~Vargas continues to press the issue on who voted for Maurako. The fact someone strayed from the voting block has him more than annoyed~
~The Savage tribe is shown joking around, debating who the Paradigm Tribe may have voted off and doling out hugs~
~We see Chaotic and Josie Barnes bickering – a common theme throughout the show on the Paradigm Tribe. Paul Paras tries his best to keep harmony and focus within his group during these troubled times~
~We see Matt Meyhu catching fish~
~The challenge is shown. Each participant uses a device to hit the bullseye. It comes down to Chaotic and Meyhu. Meyhu hits a bullseye for his team while Chaotic decides to blatantly cheat by sprinting across the throwing line and diving head first through the target, eliminating the bullseye entirely~
~At tribal council we see the Pardigm Tribe weigh in on the latest issues within the game…including their recent struggles. They appear to realize they have to start winning…the cushion they once enjoyed is about to be completely negated. So, they vote and eliminate Julliet Brooks~
~The Paradigm Tribe stands and exits the tribal council area immediately. We see Chaotic dancing like a fool~
~We cut to the OCW Survivor intro~
PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 18 – POST TRIBAL COUNCIL
~The Paradigm Tribe returns to camp. Chaotic sprints through the camp for no apparent reason, heading toward the water. Before he hits the water, he takes an immediate left and sprints down the water line, out of view. Josie ignores his strange behavior – her focus lies on something far more disturbing~
Josie Barnes: I thought we were all in the same page to vote off Brooks? Who voted Lurr and Chaotic?
~There isn’t much of a response. The tribe appears weary. Losing isn’t something the members of the tribe are used to. It’s taking a toll. Paras places his arm around Josie’s bare shoulders. Nobody responded to her question which has left her feeling somewhat self-conscious~
Paul Paras: It’s late. We can discuss tribal council in the morning. For now, we need rest.
~Josie nods. Nobody on the tribe has any objections. TLS trudges into his hut and slams his door. Somewhere, out in the jungle we can hear Chaotic’s wild feet racing against the Amazonian dirt…his breath pounding heavily against the humid atmosphere and his wild eyes shifting back and forth~
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 19
~The Savage Tribe sits around the fire a bit concerned. A giant stack of dead fish resides a few feet away. Meyhu approaches with his arms full of more dead fish. TIO leans forward looking at CJ and Pryde~
TIO: Do you think we should tell him…
Pryde: You two would know him better than I do.
CJ O’Donnell: He seems happy, so fuck it.
~A large, wet SPLAT is heard as Meyhu deposits his recent load of catches. He breathes out and places his hands on his hips, looking around like a very successful fisherman~
Matt Meyhu: So, what are we talking about?
CJ O’Donnell: Nothing, really
Matt Meyhu: Awesome!
~Meyhu stands around for a few moments. The campsite is engulfed with an awkward silence. He shrugs and removes his hands from his hips~
Matt Meyhu: Alright then! I’m gonna go get some fishing done! If anybody needs me, I’ll be right over there!
~Meyhu heads back to the river. Annie approaches, rubbing her throat. She eyes the pile of fish~
Annie Alvarez: Geezus
CJ O’Donnell: How’s the throat?
Annie Alvarez: Getting better…I should be able to fully talk again soon.
~Annie coughs after saying this. CJ finally expresses what’s on his mind~
CJ O’Donnell: So who do you think went home for that tribe? You think the legends are still running the show on that side of the island?
~Curt pokes his head out of the jungle…he’s a few feet behind the campsite. CJ’s back is to him. CJ looks over his shoulder~
Curt Canon: Legends? I mean if you wanna call a bunch of old men past their prime trying to relive their glory days legends then yeah sure.... They are probably still running the show and the only way they go away is when we merge and take them out ourselves.
~Checkers appears on Curt’s shoulders. He pulls up a pair of freshly made monkey shorts. Curt looks at Checkers…Checkers nods. They emerge from the jungle and take a seat next to CJ~
Pryde: Chaotic clearly cost them the challenge with his recklessness. He should be gone. But the Paradildo tribe has been stupid before. Who knows what they're thinking. Anyone could have gone home.
CJ O’Donnell: They will probably send home a female. It would be nice if they sent home Barnes who is head over heels for Paras now. She probably licks his asshole clean with her tongue when he takes a shit. I wouldn't mind seeing Brooks making the merge so we could reconnect in Savage like ways.
Annie Alvarez: You're sick CJ.. where do you come up with this stuff?
~Well, what do you know…it seems that voice is already beginning to improve!~
CJ O’Donnell: It is just natural ability don't worry Annie I can tell I am growing on you. Soon you will want a taste of CJ.
~Annie rolls her eyes~
PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 19
~Tribe members begin to awaken. Chaotic is stretching in the middle of camp. Did he sleep? DOES he sleep? Is he human? Who knows. Chaotic spots his tribe mates stirring and starts to run off at the mouth as he is wont to do~
Chaotic: Who the hell voted off me? I have personal issues and you know this.
~Chaotic chuckles trying to rephrase his statement~
Chaotic: I mean who in the hell voted me off? my wife might be dead! nobody gives a damn
Josie Barnes: I just know it was not me. That's it, someone voted for Lurr too. Sure Brooks voted for one of you two, but who was the other one.
~She looks at Chaotic~
Josie Barnes: Hey I don't want to hear that, I told you sorry.
~Maurako stands, annoyed by Chaotic and his inane rantings about his potentially deceased wife who may or may not exist~
Mario Maurako: Or we can worry about winning the next challenge... yeah let's worry about that instead.
Josie Barnes: I'm here to win. Not sure on others.
~Lurrr stands. He’s looking healthier than ever. This unintended rehab stint has done wonders for his pigmentation and physique. He’s looking lean and full of life. Unfortunately, however, he’s still the same old Lurrr as far as personality goes~
Lurrr: I figure Juliet voted for me... sounds like she was listening to her minions across the island... tells me who they may try to target in the future.
Josie Barnes: I got a feeling if I make merge, I'll be a target, just more reason we need to start winning again so we have everyone at merge.
Chad Vargas: We made the right decision. She was TIO's puppet. It amazes me of how much of a shit heel he is, how many people follow his lead. The three of them could die savagely before me and I would do nothing but crack a smile. While I am not one for swaying from team unity, it doesn't matter who voted Lurrr and Chaotic. I've said it all season long - pissing in the wind does nothing but ...
~Vargas tribe mates roll their eyes and finishes his sentence for him~
Tribe: Gets pissed on. Yes, Chad we get it.
Chad Vargas: OK. Good. If you get it then let's stay on course. We need this DUBYA tomorrow. We need it as bad as I need a cold Budweiser. Right, Lurrr?
~Vargas looks to the camera~
Chad Vargas: Hey Juliet - SEEYA NEVER!
~Vargas pauses for a moment…he eyes Josie with southern suspicion~
Chad Vargas: And Josie - we haven't always seen eye to eye but, when we make this merge I hope you remember who your real family is. Aptitude needs to fly.
Josie Barnes: You have nothing to worry about Vargas. I want CJ out. First CJ, than TIO, and Meyhu. Those three mean nothing to me. Honestly glad I am not on that tribe. I have voted the way you guys wanted me to, and it will stick.
Mario Maurako: Oh... here's an idea.... we can focus on winning. ~Pretending to be someone else~ Oh yeah, that's a great idea Mario!
Josie Barnes: I think we all want to win Mario. I am focused on winning.
Chaotic: I'm actually pretty chill now that I know someone voted me. I don't care, I'm making the merge. I am pulling my weight and nothing more. If anyone wants to vote me off, do it at the merge when it is everyone for themselves. Not when it doesn't matter. Don't vote for someone who you know has no chance of winning it til the end.
~Everybody stares at Chaotic as he says this. He’s bouncing around on his toes…moving his arms, hands, and fingers. He jerks his head back and forth. Calm wouldn’t be the word a person with a grasp of the English language would use to describe Chaotic at the moment…or any other moment. Chaotic suddenly takes off, running into the jungle. We fade out~
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 20
~Annie Alvarez returns from the river. She soaked. It appears she was bathing. A pair of eyes watch Annie from the shore. She turns around to pick something off the ground. In doing so the pair of eyes ZOOM right in on her ass. Annie straightens up and heads back to camp. The pair of eyes dart into the jungle, concealing their gaze. Annie takes a seat near her stuff. She pulls her hair back and ties it up~
Annie Alvarez: It would almost be worth getting voted off so I could have a real shower.
~An image approaches Annie from the jungle. It’s the image those pair of eyes belong to. Annie is unaware. She reaches into a bowl, grabbing a handful of fish. She tosses it into her mouth and swallows it down. It seems to lack any semblance of flavor…aside from fish flavor. She suddenly feels a presence. She turns around and spots…Checkers!~
Annie Alvarez: What the hell? Have you been…have you been spying on me?
~Checkers nods. His hands are behind his back~
Annie Alvarez: Why you dirty little monkey!
~Annie is about to clobber the tiny primate when she starts to soften. A smile brightens her face~
Annie Alvarez: Were you….were you bringing ME a present?
~Checkers nods, sheepishly. Annie is overcome with joy. She loves it when men give her things~
Annie Alvarez: Well…let’s see it!
~Checkers produces a heart made out of fish guts. Annie looks at it, confused at first…but she quickly melts~
Annie Alvarez: Oh Checkers…it’s wonderful!
~Checkers screams with delight! He jumps into Annie’s arms and the two enjoy a warm embrace. A pair of eyes is caught watching this take place from across camp. The eyes begin to blur with water. A few sniffles are heard. The eyes continue to observe Checkers and Annie playing around. They shut. Our view switches…we spot the person these eyes belong to. It’s Curt Canon!~
Curt Canon: She’ll break your heart, Checkers.
~Curt wipes at his eyes a time or two. Out of nowhere a giant hand slaps him on the back. He looks up…it’s Matt Meyhu! Meyhu looks down at Canon, noticing the sadness in his face~
Matt Meyhu: Rough day?
Curt Canon: Yea, kinda
~Matt crouches down, coming eye to eye with Canon~
Matt Meyhu: Well how about you go fishing with your buddy Matt Meyhu? Would you like that, champ?
Curt Canon: Yes…I think I would.
Matt Meyhu: Well then…let’s go catch some fish!
~Meyhu and Canon head to the hottest fishing spot in the world, apparently. We fade out~
PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 20
~Chaotic is seen wandering through the woods. He’s feeling a little melancholic. Lurrr is seated up against a tree. All we see is the back of Lurrr’s head and his shoulders. We’re following Chaotic who approaches from behind Lurrr. Chaotic spots Lurrr’s frame~
Chaotic: Oh…hey, Lurrr.
~Chaotic looks down and kicks at the dirt~
Chaotic: I’ve been a little down lately. Not sure if you’ve noticed.
~No response~
Chaotic: I know, it’s hard to believe. But it has to do with my wife…Juliet. Ever since we voted Julliet…with two L’s, not one like my love – ever since we voted her off I haven’t been able to stop thinking about my Juliet.
~No response~
Chaotic: I know she’s probably okay but…I’ve just got this feeling. I mean, what if she’s dead? I don’t think she’s dead. I have no reason to suspect that she’s dead…but what if she’s dead?
~No response~
Chaotic: I know leaving the game sounds ridiculous but…the things we do for love, right?
~No response~
Chaotic: Haha, I know! Ahhh….maybe I’ll stick it out. You’re probably right. I probably AM over exaggerating. I’m sure I’m a little home sick and malnourished. Those factors are probably combining to give me this negative attitude.
~No response~
Chaotic: Really? That’s very insightful…if you don’t mind, I’m going to steal that line for future usage! But, yea, you’re right. I need to be a man. I need to stick this out. Juliet is no doubt alive and well at home watching me on Survivor. I can’t let her down!
~No response~
Chaotic: Absolutely! We can all go out for drinks when we get back, I’d love that! You know what, Lurrr…you’re alright in my hand book!
~No response~
Chaotic: Fuck yea I’m ready for the challenge tomorrow. We’re gonna win! I’m back to my old self…thanks, Lurrr! Wahoo!!!!
~Chaotic gives Lurrr a pat on the shoulder and takes off sprinting. We follow him several feet before turning around and looking at Lurrr who is sound asleep~
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 21 – PRE-IMMUNITY CHALLENGE
~The Savage Tribe seems far less focused than the Paradigm Tribe. It’s not that they are lackadaisical or arrogant…there’s just a quiet confidence permeating throughout the tribe which is only manifested through winning~
CJ O’Donnell: Tonight we drive a stake through the heart of the Paradigm Tribe
Curt Canon: Or, you know, we could just win immunity again
CJ O’Donnell: Everyone ready for tonight’s challenge?
~There's a rustling in the jungle, as branches are shoved out of the way enabling Pryde to return to camp. He walks to the side, dropping several birds of different shapes and sizes into a pile~
Pryde: Hey, everyone. Sorry, that took longer than expected, but hopefully this will give us what we need to win tonight. Oh, btw, I looked everywhere, but I just couldn't find any wild boar or pig. My apologies for those craving bacon.
~Pryde settles in, plucking away at some feathers. It's apparently something he's done before, as he's moving efficiently. TIO and CJ look at one another…they look at the birds…they then look toward the river where Meyhu is reeling in another catch while singing the lyrics to “Can’t Tell Me Nothing” by Kanye West~
TIO: We may be the first tribe in Survivor history actually GAIN weight during competition
CJ O’Donnell: No shit…I had to cut back on my food intake.
Curt Canon: That must be why we’re winning all these challenges!
Annie Alvarez: Whatever the reason behind our success…I don’t see any need in screwing with the formula. If he wants to kill every fish in South America, let him do it.
~Everyone nods. They are ready for competition~
PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 21 – PRE-IMMUNITY CHALLENGE
~The diminishing Paradigm Tribe stands around camp. The immunity challenge is drawing near. Chaotic is fired up after his heart to heart with Lurrr. He glances Lurrr’s way and nods his head. Lurrr narrows his vision~
Lurrr: What the fuck?
~Paras is giving a pre-challenge speech. He finishes and the group seems energized~
Mario Maurako: Seriously guys – and girl…we NEED to win today. No more fucking around. NO MORE UNNECESSARY SHOOTING STAR PRESSES
Chaotic: I’ll do my best!
TLS: I can compete naked, if you think that would throw them off.
Josie Barnes: Eww, no!
TLS: Well, even if it doesn’t distract them I can still compete naked.
Chad Vargas: I think we should all remain fully clothed
TLS: Alright, suit yourselves. But the offer is on the table.
Chad Vargas: I’m sick of seeing those fuckers over there walking away with little, wooden Jimmy Buffet. Let’s end that shit RIGHT NOW
~The tribe nods in accordance. They head off to the challenge~
IMMUNITY CHALLENGE
~Both tribes arrive on time for the challenge. CJ is holding the immunity idol. Jock Reasoning walks up and retrieves it. As always, CJ is a little reluctant to let it go. Jock, however, throws a bit of back into his tug and pries it away from CJ’s hands. He returns to his spot in front of the two tribes with the idol seated on a table next to him~
Jock Reasoning: Alright…these challenges are constructed in an effort to emulate elements of survival. One key element we’ve yet to touch on is food. In order to survive, you must catch enough food to sustain a healthy body. So, in today’s challenge each tribe will take turns fishing. The tribe that catches the most fish will win immunity.
~Meyhu’s eyes light up~
Jock Reasoning: The challenge will go like this…each tribe will send a member up to the river. They will fish for five minutes. Whatever they catch goes to their total…at the end of each tribe mates 5 minutes of fishing the tribe with the most fish wins. Paradigm Tribe, you have one extra member so that means someone is sitting out.
~Lurrr is already chilling on a nearby log~
Jock Reasoning: Well, alright then. Tribes, get your orders lined up and we’ll begin.
~We flash forward. Annie and Barnes are starting things off. Annie looks over at Barnes and her somewhat modest attire. Annie’s ass is in full force and her chest is showing a lot of cleavage. She flaunts her womanly features. Josie ignores her~
Jock Reasoning: Survivor ready….GO!
~Everybody cheers as Annie and Josie cast off. Soon, however, the cheers die out because…they are fishing. It’s probably the most boring sport ever created. Teammates soon sit down as the minutes eek by. Jock is SEXTING on his phone (probably not, but who knows). Finally, his phone buzzes~
Jock Reasoning: Alright, time’s up…how many fish did you catch?
~There are no fish~
Jock Reasoning: Okay…the score is zero to zero. Who’s next?
~Vargas and Canon walk up. They take the fishing poles from Barnes and Annie~
Jock Reasoning: And…GO!
~Vargas and Canon cast off. Again, the five minutes seem to take twenty to expire. Jock’s phone goes off~
Jock Reasoning: Time’s up! How many fish did you guys catch?
~There are no fish~
Jock Reasoning. Hmm. Alright then, who’s next?
~Paras and TIO approach. They take the rods and cast them out. TIO is extremely anxious whereas Paras is very sanguine. The five minutes expire~
Jock Reasoning: Time’s up! What do we have?
~There are no fish~
Jock Reasoning: Wow, okay. Next?
~Maurako and CJ step forward. They take the poles and cast into the river. Much like before, nothing happens aside from an additional five minutes of EVERYONE’S life being wasted. Jock’s phone buzzes~
Jock Reasoning: Time’s up! Let’s see…how many fish did you guys catch?
~There are no fish~
Jock Reasoning: Damnit…I’m beginning to think this was a terrible idea. Oh well, two more to go…next!
~TLS and Pryde grab the poles. They cast out. TLS comes up with a strategy. He pulls his shorts down. Everyone yells at him to pull them back up. With a sigh he acquiesces and returns his shorts to their intended location. Jock’s phone buzzes~
Jock Reasoning: Alright, let’s see some fish!
~There are no fish~
Jock Reasoning: Wow…this is…well, this is unexpected. We might have to come up with some kind of alternative challenge. Who’s the last ones up? I mean, it’s probably not going to make much of a difference…there aren’t any fish over here, apparently. But we have to see this through.
~Chaotic flips forward, grabbing the pole. Clouds cover most of the sun…aside from a tiny hole which permits a ray of sunlight. The refulgent beam illuminates Meyhu. He steps forward and takes the fishing pole~
Jock Reasoning: Alright…good luck, I guess
~Chaotic starts rapping, thinking it might bring the fish to him. He’s not having any luck. Meyhu takes his time with his pole. He looks over the hook and the line. His tribe grows antsy. “Why won’t he cast it? We’re already three minutes in?” they ask. Jock looks down at his phone~
Jock Reasoning: One minute!
Chaotic: Fuck this!
~Chaotic breaks his pole in half and stands with his tribe. They all groan~
Jock Reasoning: Fifteen seconds!
~Suddenly, thirty or so fish LEAP out of the water and land at Meyhu’s feet. The Savage Tribe goes crazy. The Paradigm Tribe stands in shock. Jock’s phone buzzes…it takes him a second to realize it as more fish keep jumping out of the water, landing on top of the spastic collection of fish already at Meyhu’s feet~
Jock Reasoning: Oh, crap…time’s up! And it appears…overwhelmingly so that the winners of this challenge are the Savage Tribe!!
~The Savage Tribe goes crazy. We flash forward to both tribes on their mat~
Jock Reasoning: Congratulations on yet another win, Savage Tribe. That’s three in a row!
~CJ steps forward and rips the idol from Jock’s hands. Jock is accustomed to his overzealous behavior when it comes to the immunity idol. Jock turns toward the Paradigm tribe~
Jock Reasoning: Paradigm Tribe…I’ve got nothing for you. You may head back to camp…I’ll see you later this evening at tribal council where you will vote yet another member of your tribe out of this game.
~The Paradigm Tribe sullenly heads back to camp. The Savage Tribe is about to do the same when Meyhu brings something to their attention~
Matt Meyhu: Hold on! We need to take these fish back to camp.
TIO: Matt, I think we’ve got enough fish.
Matt Meyhu: A tribe can never have enough fish! C’mon, help me gather em up!
~The tribe groans as they help Meyhu find an apparatus big enough to cart all the fish back to camp~
PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 21 – PRE-TRIBAL COUNCIL
~Crestfallen, the Paradigm Tribe returns to their camp without a victory, without the idol and…without any fish. Josie Barnes is the first to break the silence~
Josie Barnes: Seriously guys thought we were all going to work to get a win..
Chaotic: I don't care if we win or lose. The numbers are in the advantage of F.L.O.S.S. You stay if we want you to stay. Our positions are not threatened at all. It is only a matter of time before the four remain til the merge. Then one of those four will win the whole thing.
~People look around like “WTF does that mean?” Josie just shakes her head and walks away. TLS observes Josie’s reaction to Chaotic’s wild outburst~
TLS: 2 women still bickering. I need help adding another room to this hut mansion. You smell that? That is smoked piranha and capybara coming from tgat room all the way in the back...
Josie Barnes: You know what Soul, I'll help you with that other room. I can least be helpful to you.
~TLS points josie towards the pile of banana leaves.
TLS: We need to weave those together to put on the roof.
~Josie looks confused because he’s not using his hands to point....~
Josie Barnes: Soul.... seriously put that away please....
~She shakes her head as she looks at the pile of leaves finally, figuring it out, as she walks over to them~
Josie Barnes: Alright I can weave them together.
Lurrr: Chaotic I don't know why you keep talking like you are in a power play position....I'd advise you to shut the fuck up until tribal...probably in your best interests.
~Chaotic tilts his head while looking at Lurrr~
Chaotic: But Lurrr…our talk.
~Lurrr clearly has no idea what Chaotic is referencing. Maurako kicks back against a log~
Mario Maurako: This is better than Cable.
~Josie is still weaving the banana leaves, as she nods her head~
Josie Barnes: For once it's not me as part of it.
~An unusually silent Paul Paras stands atop the wooden balcony that he and TLS installed above his now two-story hut, gazing out over the Amazon. The noise of Chaotic below is drowned out by the sounds of wildlife fighting for meals before sunset~
From up here, Paras sees more clearly
He sees the hole in the top of TLS's hut perfectly fixed by their efforts and a brand new room now under construction by the facepainted engineer.
He sees Mario Maurako lounging with ease and wonders how he's planning to vote.
He sees Josie Barnes weaving outside TLS's hut and watches the intricate motion of her hands with the utmost interest.
He sees Lurrr and Vargas strategizing how to stop the tribe's misfortunes over a cold brew.
He sees Josie Barnes weaving again, because she's far more appealing to look at than any of the men.
Finally, he sees Chaotic climbing a tree toward the top of the perfect hut, no doubt looking to perform a Shooting Star Press off the newly-minted balcony. Without a word, the Minnesota Messiah shoots a piercing glare in the masked man's direction. Chaotic freezes in his climb, appears to consider his options, then slowly slides back down, inch by inch, to find another launch pad. Paras returns his pensive gaze to the jungle.
The tribe needs new life.
The tribe needs just one chance to turn this game inside-out.
The tribe has exactly what it needs.
The Perfect One sees.
TRIBAL COUNCIL
~The Paradigm Tribe arrives. They place their individual torches behind the seating arrangement and then occupy the stumps provided for their…I guess you’d call it comfort. None of the members look pleased to be there. Jock takes his usual seat~
Jock Reasoning: I hate to say it…but this is becoming somewhat of a tradition. And not the good kind of tradition. Anyway…welcome back to tribal council. Lurrr, the last few weeks your tribe has made some questionable decisions in agreeing to vote Julliet Brooks and Bradley Carrington out…both of whom were solid contributors. In hindsight, do you see those moves as mistakes?
Lurrr: No
Jock Reasoning: Okay…umm, Vargas! You’re not used to losing…heck, I don’t think anyone on this tribe is…are these losses becoming habitual? And, if so, do you find this habit hard to break?
Chad Vargas: Fuck you trying to say? That we’re losers? Fuck off, Jock.
Jock Reasoning: Well, that was uncalled for. Chaotic! No Shooting Star Press today…that was, well, an improvement.
Chaotic: The day isn’t over yet, Jock
~Everyone groans and prepares for something unexpectedly dangerous to occur. Jock turns to Barnes~
Jock Reasoning: Josie…there’s been a lot of perception that you’ve been on the chopping block at every tribal council…yet, despite all the negative speculation…you’ve persevered. Is it safe to say that your relationships over here, on the Paradigm Tribe are stronger than people initially gave them credit for?
Josie Barnes: I think it’s impossible for relationships to do anything but strengthen under these conditions. I may have been an unknown to all of these players when the game started – just as they were to me. But I feel that, as of today, we have all formed unique, individual relationship that will, hopefully help me advance in this game.
Jock Reasoning: Maurako, you’ve been quiet as of late. I guess you learned your lesson with that cage order, huh?
Mario Maurako: Don’t test me, Jock.
Jock Reasoning: TLS…you seem to be the enigma of this tribe. At times it appears as though you are right in the middle of things…then, at others, you appear to be an outcast. Which is closer to the actual truth?
TLS: Look at my face Jock…read my expression, what does it say?
~TLS’ face is covered in paint, as it always is~
Jock Reasoning: Uhh…TLS?
TLS: Well, there you go
Jock Reasoning: Paul…tonight’s vote is huge. After tonight both tribes will be tied at six member a piece. Do you feel this vote will enable the Paradigm Tribe to get back to its winning formula?
Paul Paras: I believe it will. But, like all decisions made, it will ultimately be judged in hindsight.
Jock Reasoning: Fair enough…it’s time to vote.
~That ominous tribal council music plays as each member of the Paradigm Tribe stands and heads to the voting area. One by one they vote and return to their seats. Before too long all votes have been cast. Jock retrieves the bucket full of votes and addresses the tribe~
Jock Reasoning: Alright, once the votes are read the decision is final. The person voted out will be asked to leave the tribal council area immediately. If anybody has a hidden immunity idol and would like to play it – now would be the time to do so…
~Chaotic laughs. Nobody moves. There will be no idol played this evening~
Jock Reasoning: Alright then, I’ll read the votes.
First vote…Chaotic
That’s three votes Chaotic, one vote Barnes…I’ll continue
Fifth vote and the eighth person voted out of OCW Survivor….CHAOTIC
Chaotic, that’s enough, please bring me your torch
Chaotic: YOU GUYS BROKE MY HEART!
~Chaotic ululates while dragging his torch to Jock. Jock grabs his snuffer~
Jock Reasoning: Chaotic…the tribe has spoken, it’s time for you to go.
~Chaotic’s torch is snuffed. He crotch chops the rest of his tribe. They don’t seem to care all that much. He reaches the bridge and takes a few steps across it. The damn thing has no railing for some reason CLASSIC OCW, BABY. Chaotic turns steps to the edge, staring down into the jungle~
Chaotic: JULIET MY LOVE!
~Chaotic LEAPS off the bridge with a beautiful Shooting Star Press…he plummets into the jungle as we hear a WILHELM SCREAM. Jock turns and looks toward the unaffected Paradigm Tribe. They are numb to his antics~
Jock Reasoning: I think that says it all…you all can head back to camp, I’ll catch up with you at the next challenge.
~The Paradigm Tribe grabs their torches and exits the tribal council area~
NEXT TIME ON OCW SURVIVOR: Checkers offers Annie a startling proposal. CJ declares that the Paradigm Tribe will never again hold little, wooden Jimmy. TIO tries to figure out a way to pull Meyhu away from the lake. Canon searches for a new pet pal. Pryde feels a sense of relief perhaps receiving a supernatural vibe that he’s the only masked contestant left. Lurrr has feral nightmares depicting him and Chaotic hanging out after the game. TLS makes a near pair of shorts…their special feature – they can be torn off. Vargas tries not to lose his temper but the run of defeats are hard to take. Maurako contemplates making a special order. Josie is finally FREE of Chaotic. Paul Paras makes notes to recommend a skilled therapist to Chaotic once he returns home.
~We cut to the booth where the person voted off gives a final statement. Nobody is there. Chaotic is unavailable…likely missing at the time. So, we fade to black~
Second vote…Josie Barnes
Third vote…Chaotic
Fourth vote…Chaotic