OCW Survivor: Season 1
Episode 9 - "S.O.S. - HELP!"
The Amazon Jungle Friday, June 2nd 2017

Previously on OCW Survivor!

~Vargas rants about losing. He continues to express his anathema toward the Savage Tribe. Josie Barnes is frustrated. She has done everything in her power to connect with her tribemates while also contributing in challenges and around camp life~

The Paradigm Tribe seemed at a tipping point. Having lost three challenges in a row they suddenly found themselves tied, number wise, with a tribe they once dominated. Nothing was going right. Even the zen filled leader of the tribe, Paul Paras had trouble finding a silver lining

~An interesting juxtaposition…we are shown the jovial Savage Tribe. They joke around, revel in their win streak. Life in the Amazon doesn’t seem so bad~

The Savage Tribe seemed empowered by their success. A new energy permeated within…their attitudes had reached all-time highs. Even CJ O’Donnell, a man known to get on a monks last nerve was engaging in jocular behavior with his tribe mates.

~We see Paras emerge from his hut. Several minutes later Josie sneaks out of the very same hut, trying to keep her emergence a secret. She hurries to catch up with Paul, we guess, down by the Amazonian river~

Recent behavior suggested that a potential power couple was in the works between Paul Paras and Josie Barnes. They appeared to do everything within their power…aside from staying away from one another…to conceal their interactions. Both obviously aware of the type of target that’s placed on a couple’s back

~Annie Alvarez, missing for a few days, emerges from the jungle. She appears annoyed that nobody noticed her absence~

A slight disruption on the Savage Tribe when Annie Alvarez, who had apparently been missing for a few days, re-emerges to the shock and relief of nobody. Her absence more of an afterthought amongst the rest of the tribe did not sit well with her.

~The Paradigm Tribe is shown preparing for the challenge. Vargas is lit up. He’s focused…the last thing he wants is to see another Savage victory. At the challenge’s conclusion, however, the Paradigm Tribe would taste its fourth consecutive defeat~

Despite their best efforts, the Paradigm Tribe succumbed to the momentum garnered by the Savage Tribe. Their loss at the Immunity Challenge ensured that they would, for the first time all game, be at a numbers disadvantage

~The Savage Tribe parties…they look for Checkers...a missing monkey is their only concern. Meanwhile, The Paradigm Tribe is shown going over their most recent defeat. Vargas is furious, as always~

With Vargas about the crack, The Paradigm Tribe appeared lost and confused. One of their leaders, Mario Maurako wondered aloud about ratings – for some reason. TLS took the loss personally…Josie hoped for change. They traveled to Tribal Council with a lot on their minds

~Another GRILLING by Jock is shown. And, by grilling, we of course mean slow pitched softballs. It seems to come down to TLS and Josie Barnes. The votes are cast…Jock reveals the names and Josie Barnes is sent home~

Josie’s efforts weren’t enough. After all the work she put into the game, she was dealt a pre-merge elimination. One challenge, one more vote remains before the merge. Who will win? Can the Paradigm Tribe even the numbers to five a piece? Will the Savage Tribe continue their dominant streak entering into the merge with a six to four advantage? Tune in tonight to find out on this week’s episode of OCW Survivor!

~We cut to the intro~

PARADIGM TRIBE - DAY 24 - POST TRIBAL COUNCIL

~An exhausted Paul Paras walks out in front of the rest of the Paradigm tribe as they make their way back to camp. He appears calm as usual, but as they enter the campsite proper, he suddenly launches his torch like an Olympic javelin into the forest, landing it somewhere in the distance with a clang of wood and loud rustling of leaves. An animal of some sort is heard baying, likely having just been hit in the head with a wooden torch on what was otherwise a fine day~

~The Mecca of Modern Wrestling turns toward his tribemates and glowers at each of them, perhaps looking for some explanation as to why they voted off someone he had developed a bond with over the course of the game, Josie Barnes. Or maybe that much was obvious, and he is simply looking for someone to confirm it. He takes a deep breath. The Perfect One sees. It had nothing to do with broken alliances or men vs. women or old vs. new. It had everything to do with one loudmouthed ignoramus on the Savage Tribe named CJ O'Donnell and eliminating anyone who was close to him~

Paul Paras: O'Donnell caused this.

~Paras postulates to the tribe, an air of indignation narrowly breaking through his zen-like exterior~

Paul Paras: The Perfect One will not stop until I personally break CJ's torch in two.

SAVAGE TRIBE - DAY 25

~The Savage Tribe seems peaceful, sanguine as always. Or, well since they started winning. Checkers continues to be missing despite his immunity challenge contributions one day earlier. He’s a capricious primate…here one day, gone the next! CJ continues to develop a strange fascination with Curt’s buddy and Annie’s admirer~

CJ O’Donnell: Well here comes another cycle of preparation. If we don't find Checkers before the merge then he may be lost forever. In other news I am sure I am going to be blamed by everyone over the elimination on that other tribe. That's fine with me I am the King of Controversy for a reason and anyone who wants to come at me bring it on because I am waiting for it. Let's see what your best shot is.

~A monkey cries from within the jungle. CJ looks…he turns toward Canon. Canon rushes into the protective foliage in search for his beloved Checkers. He runs past Pryde and Meyhu who are looking at the ground. It seems to be moving~

Pryde: Well, that’s not good

Matt Meyhu: A surprise ant infestation!

~Pryde follows the giant line of ants. It ends at the base of the dead, decaying fish~

Matt Meyhu: Any theories?

Pryde: The fish?

Matt Meyhu: More fish?

Pryde: No, I said…

~Meyhu grabs his spear and heads for the river. Pryde lowers his head and whispers to himself~

Pryde: …the fish…

~TIO walks up getting a whiff of the decaying fish~

TIO: Smells like a cheap strip club

~Pryde sighs and heads over to the pile of fish…he sifts through them, removing the rotting carcasses~

PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 25

~TLS emerges from his hut. He doesn’t seem to be his carefree, what-the-fuck-ever self. He finds Paul’s torch and picks it up. He returns it to the exterior of Paul’s hut. He takes a moment to look over the camp. It feels like it’s disintegrating~

The Lost Soul: I’m glad I’m still around…

~It’s obvious TLS felt he was done. Josie’s departure was a last minute reprieve. Paras steps out of his hut and spots the returned torch. He looks down at it and sighs. Maurako steps into view noticing what’s got his Hall of Fame partner’s attention~

Mario Maurako: Sorry Paul. I enjoyed having Josie around too. Perhaps a 10 air horn salute?

~Maurako removes his air horn from…somewhere. He raises it into the air and fires off ten delayed horn blows in honor of the Purple VIP. Once finished, Vargas staggers into view looking like a man battling a hangover. Which is strange because he’s been out of alcohol or weeks~

Chad Vargas: Hey.... fellas...... Your ears bothering you? Paul? Mario? I have this suspicion someone is talking shit about us. Some.... idiot.

~Vargas spots Paul and Mario looking at the torch. He doesn’t get it. He looks around confused. TLS whispers into his ear. Chad’s eyes focus with knowledge~

Chad Vargas: Oh, yea, right! Josie was a nice gal, I'm sorry, Paul. The 10 air horn salute was a nice touch.

~ Vargas kneels and bows his head in a prayer for Josie's remembrance~

SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 27 – PRE IMMUNITY CHALLENGE

~CJ is seen doing his best BRADLEY CARRINGTON impression. He’s drawing some numbers in the sand, obviously thinking about the impending merge. Pryde is in the background dragging an old parachute behind him…it’s carrying loads of rotting fish. CJ looks at the numbers and smiles, knowing the numbers are in their advantage~

CJ O’Donnell: I can feel it. The merge is coming soon and if you thought I was an asshole before just wait until I have to see the likes of Paul, Chad and Mario every day until "we" take them out one by one. They won't have any idea that this was the plan all along. I don't even care if Paras has a hidden immunity idol it won't save him.

~ CJ just smirks at the thought of this master plan coming together~

~ It's been a long, quiet weekend as the Savage Tribe has put everything together over the last month. Now, the final stretch appears to be before them. Pryde returns without the parachute and sits on a nearby rock, contemplating the coming challenge~

Pryde: So we're expecting a merge any day now. Bringing the tribes together. It looked like it was all over for the Savage Tribe early on, but when we figured things out, we locked it down. Now, we've got a chance to go into the merge potentially 6-4, which would guarantee our domination. If everyone is on their A game one more time, control of Survivor will be in our grasp.

~Pryde climbs down off the rock, as he's not foolish enough to attempt anything stupid. That guy came and went already. CJ overhears Pryde and responds~

CJ O’Donnell: Very true it will be Pryde but we have one more challenge to win tonight. I have faith in our tribe after the string of wins we put together.

Matt Meyhu: Let's finish strong boys!.. And girl. Can I interest anyone in a last second snack? Still got a few fish... Better eat 'em while we can, I think we're running out in the water!

CJ O’Donnell: I am down for some protein before tonight’s challenge.

~Meyhu drops a bunch of fresh, dead fish onto the shortened pile. Pryde looks over and sighs, lowering his head. CJ grabs the freshest fish he can find~

CJ O’Donnell: I must say Meyhu has become a marvelous fisherman since being out here. Kudos to you.

~Meyhu nods and stands confidently with his hands atop his hips. A few fish come wiggling atop the sand…they stop at his feet and die~

PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 27 – PRE IMMUNITY CHALLENGE

~Maurako is wandering around the jungle. He’s by himself. He doesn’t seem himself. He starts talking TO himself~

Mario Maurako: Man I hope I don't suck in the challenge tonight... I've come down with a pesky cold out here in the Amazon.

~He continues walking, stumbling a bit. Is he drunk? Is he sick? Or, worse, is old age finally catching up to him? He’s covered in sweat…he’s been walking for what looks like hours. He finally takes a seat against a log~

Mario Maurako: Ugh... I'm feeling miserable today. I must be allergic to losing.

~Maurako leans his head back, his eyes grow heavy. He stares into the sky through his narrowed eye lids. He calls out to nobody in particular~

Mario Maurako: I know this may seem like a weird time to bring this up... but Paul, what do you think about another run in OCW?

~Mario passes out for awhile. He wakes up to voices. He gets to his feet and follows them~

Mario Maurako: Paul? Chad? LURRR? Soul?

~He reaches a clearing…he sees figures, but they are blurred. He collapses to the ground~

IMMUNITY CHALLENGE

~The Paradigm Tribe is ready and waiting. They are missing someone. Maurako is nowhere to be seen. Jock notices the absence of the most muscular man in the game~

Jock Reasoning: What happened to Mario?

Chad Vargas: We don’t have a fuckin clue. Guy went out into the woods and never came back. We tried looking for him but…well, I don’t know. We had this challenge to win.

Jock Reasoning: Nothing like the team spirit! Well, I hate to tell you this but if he doesn’t show up to the challenge he will be automatically eliminated from the game. The good news is, however, you guys wouldn’t be forced to suffer another challenge loss!

Lurrr: Fuck you, Jock

~The irascible Paradigm members loudly express their displeasure toward Jock. Paras tries calming them down…them being Chad and Lurrr, of course. Voices emerge to their right…they turn and see the Savage Tribe. Meyhu and Pryde are carrying Maurako. They deposite Maurako in front of his tribe mates. Meyhu wipes his hands~

Matt Meyhu: I think he called me honey.

~Paul’s brow winkles. He kneels over and lightly taps Mario in the face. He reaches back and gives him a good, hard slap. Mario sits up, awakened. He looks at Paul~

Paul Paras: You okay?

Mario Maurako: Is this the challenge?

Paul Paras: Yep

Mario Maurako: What happened?

Paul Paras: I’m guessing you got lost…became dehydrated and passed out near the Savage Tribe. In a very un-savage like act of compassion, they brought you here for the challenge.

Mario Maurako: Oh, okay. Well, let’s kick their asses!

~Paul helps Mario to his feet. CJ’s arms are folded…his head is shaking~

CJ O’Donnell: Aye! Just so you know, we didn’t do it to be nice. We did it so we could enjoy kicking your asses one last time!

Jock Reasoning: Alright, well I’m glad you’re all here. Unfortunately, you’re going to have to head back to your camps

~The tribes murmur…a few ‘whats?’ are heard~

Jock Reasoning: Yea, sorry, I forgot to bring tree mail. Anyway, take this box…each tribe gets one. Inside are the details pertaining to today’s challenge!

Chad Vargas: This is some weak ass hosting

Annie Alvarez: This is Dean-level bad

Jock Reasoning: No comment. A plane will fly overhead in a few hours. The winning tribe will receive a crate filled with, umm, special things.

Curt Canon: *cough* Merge supplies *cough*

Jock Reasoning: Noooo comment. So, head back to your camps, read your challenge rules and watch for that plane!

~The disgruntled tribes head back to camp feeling like the past few hours have been wasted. They aren’t wrong. The whole thing is fairly disorganized. CLASSIC OCW, BABY!~

SAVAGE TRIBE – IMMUNITY CHALLENGE

~CJ and Annie read the instructions~

CJ O’Donnell: Alright…we have to build a distress signal. The tribe with the best distress signals…as judged by the plane flying overhead wins.

Annie Alvarez: I could take my top off…

~The five males on Annie’s tribe nod in appreciation. Checkers suddenly leaps into view, having been miraculously found! Pryde shakes his head, snapping out of the image of a topless Annie~

Pryde: No, no, no…that’s not very distressful

CJ O’Donnell: Pryde’s right. We need a fire or a giant SOS

TIO: We could just spell Paradigm in the sand…they are pretty distressed right now

~The rest of the Savage Tribe laughs at TIO’s joke. Checkers HOWLS with laughter before quietly suggesting they return to Annie’s idea. We cut to the Paradigm Tribe~

PARADIGM TRIBE – IMMUNITY CHALLENGE

~The Paradigm Tribe is hard at work. Paras is building his vision. TLS is using his craftsman skills to quickly construct a distressful structure. Lurrr, Vargas and Maurako use their strength to move the process along as quickly as possible without compromising its integrity~

Paul Paras: This is going to be perfect.

The Lost Soul: Should I bring out the hot tub?

Paul Paras: In a minute

Lurrr: This would be a lot easier if we had beer

Chad Vargas: No shit, we’d better fucking win. I didn’t come out here so I could move shit around without getting paid.

Mario Maurako: It’ll be fine. We get to use our brains in this challenge…something the Savage Tribe lacks

~Several minutes elapse. Paras nods at the logs positioned in the ground and turns to TLS~

Paul Paras: Alright, bring out the Jacuzzi!

Mario Maurako: I’ll go get the wild pig we caught

~Paras removes a blade as we fade out~

SAVAGE TRIBE – IMMUNITY CHALLENGE

~Meyhu is leaning against a tree, shaking his head. Pryde and Canon arrange dead finish in an effort to spell HELP. CJ and TIO climb trees, looking down to make sure everything is spelled properly~

CJ O’Donnell: Looks good from up here...

TIO: Yea, I can’t see any issues from my spot. The ‘P’ is a little weird…looks almost like a flag, but I think they’ll get the message.

~Meyhu stands and walks away~

Annie Alvarez: Where are you going?

Matt Meyhu: To fetch my spear. We’re definitely going to need more fish after this waste!

CJ O’Donnell: Matt, I think we’ll be okay!

~CJ yells from his tree. Meyhu ignores the advice, making his way across the giant HELP lettering. The fish being used smell. They leak fish blood and guts into the dirt. They are near the river bank. The ground begins to shake…Meyhu freezes~

Curt Canon: Earthquake?

~Checkers shrieks! CJ and TIO descend quickly and carefully. Pryde looks around, he spots a cross impaled nearby. It seems to be the shakiest spot~

Pryde: No way…

~We cut out~

IMMUNITY CHALLENGE

~Jock Reasoning is aboard a helicopter flying over the Amazon. He’s strapped to a chair making his position far safer than it looks. He’s leaning near an opening, staring down. His hair is flying in a thousand different directions. A headset is over his head. He speaks into it~

Jock Reasoning: How much further?

~He receives an answer, nodding along. He turns his attention to the camera~

Jock Reasoning: Alright, in just a few minutes we’ll be flying over the Paradigm Camp. Sitting next to me is a member of a South American rescue team. He’s an expert on what to look for when discerning whether or not a situation is truly distressful. He will observe both camps from above and declare a winner!

~Something catches Jock’s eye~

Jock Reasoning: Ah! It looks as though the Paradigm Tribe is straight ahead. Mr. Silva! We’re almost there!

~A middle aged man of South American heritage leans forward, nodding. He turns and stares out the other side of the chopper. They fly over the Paradigm Tribe…the members are standing proudly, pointing at their creation. They have constructed to giant ‘S’ formations using giant, dark logs. They are extremely visible. The prestige, however, is the O. It’s the homemade Jacuzzi from The Lost Soul’s hut…the water is a dark, blood red. It swirls around, creating a hypnotic vortex. It is quite the image~

Jock Reasoning: Wow! That is amazing! What do you think, Mr. Silva?

Mr. Silva: It is striking! I believe they have used animal blood in the water. Very distressful. I cannot see how this can be topped. One of the most distressful images I’ve ever seen.

Jock Reasoning: Wonderful! I’d drop the crate now…but we must follow procedure. We’ll hurry over the Savage Tribe, make a quick U turn and deliver the goods to the winning Paradigm Tribe

Mr. Silva: Sounds good! Nothing can top what I’ve seen, in my expert opinion.

~Quietly they await the Savage Tribe’s demonstration with minimal expectations. The chopper flies over trees, canvassing a large portion of the jungle. The river appears in the distance. They are close~

Jock Reasoning: We’re almost there! Just beyond the trees!

~The chopper sails over the trees, revealing the Savage Tribe. Jock nearly falls out of the chopper. Thank goodness for his restraints! NEW ERA OCW, BABY! Mr. Silva goes silent~

Jock Reasoning: Is that…what is that?!

Mr. Silva: El Diablo!

~Screams echo throughout the Amazon. We look down and see a bunch of undead monkeys running around, sucking the blood from fish and attempting to do the same to members of the Savage Tribe. Meyhu throws his spear, impaling one. It’s dead – for a moment. It rises up, like an unkillable slasher. It removes the spear and hobbles towards Meyhu. Checkers screams, throwing rocks at them. TIO and CJ are kicking them away, trying to smash their heads. Annie stands in the background thinking she should be getting paid more. Canon tries to reason with them, citing Checkers being their relative. Pryde beheads one of them. The body continues to move around while the head, face down, eats dirt~

Jock Reasoning: Are those…are those UNDEAD monkeys?

Mr. Silva: Vampire monkeys! This…this is the most distressful thing these eyes have ever seen!

~Jock kicks the crate out of the chopper. In such a hurry to get away, he forgets to open the chute. The falling crate creates a shadow. The vampire monkeys run underneath it, preferring shade. It SMASHES on top of them, crushing them instantly. Even if they AREN’T dead, they are in such tiny parts that they couldn’t possibly do any harm. The Savage Tribe stands around for a moment…they finally realized what’s happened. Not only did they WIN the challenge…but the vampire monkeys are no longer a threat! They begin to rejoice as they remove the items from the crate. It’s a new flag, paint cans and brushes…all the makings for a new tribe logo~

Jock Reasoning: In an unexpected turn of events the Savage Tribe’s entirely way too distressful situation has upset the perfectly constructed SOS over at camp Paradigm! So, it appears as though the Paradigm Tribe has lost the final team challenge and will be seeing ME at Tribal Council later tonight!

~Jock, Mr. Silva and the chopper fly away. We fade out~

PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 27 – POST IMMUNITY CHALLENGE

~It’s getting late. TLS and Paras continue to watch the sky. Their eagerness has long gone. Realization is setting in. Lurrr and Vargas shake their heads, frustrated. Maurako is in the background, cooking the pork. The aroma of roasting pork tickles the olfactory senses belonging to the other four. Paras looks at his idea put into art~

Paul Paras: I’m shocked we didn’t win

The Lost Soul: Yea, we either lost or that plane wen tdown

Chad Vargas: Fucking Jock…conspiracy is against us. I’ve got a feeling this Buffet guy is going to fuck all us old guys over.

Lurrr: All the more reason for me to not return to the ring

Mario Maurako: Pork is ready!

~One by one they turn and head toward an impending feast. Paras is the last man left to linger. He kicks at some sand and shakes his head~

Paul Paras: Oh well

~He joins his tribe for one last feast. The group of five dining together for one final meal before tribal council and the merge~

TRIBAL COUNCIL

~The Paradigm Tribe arrives at Tribal Council. They each place their torch down and take a seat. Jock nods, feeling a tremendous sense of déjà vu~

Jock Reasoning: Alright, welcome to Tribal Council! Another tough loss earlier this afternoon…two straight close losses…Chad, does it hurt more to lose a close challenge?

Chad Vargas: Every time I lose to that tribe it feels like jacking off to pictures of Rosie O’Donnell with razor blades. It fucking sucks

Jock Reasoning: Wow…now THAT would have been a truly distressful sight

Paul Paras: Since you bring up distress…how did we lose, exactly?

Jock Reasoning: You guys had a great design…GREAT design and we were ready to declare your tribe victorious. However, once we saw the Savage Tribe…I mean, words can’t describe. It was like hell on earth.

Paul Paras: Hell on Earth? Explain that to me…

Jock Reasoning: You’d have to see it, honestly. I would have taken a picture but, well, I didn’t.

Chad Vargas: Weak ass host

Paul Paras: Hmm.

Jock Reasoning: Just trust me on this one, guys. Lurrr! You’ve been sort of flying under the radar…are we seeing a new, changed Lurrr?

Lurrr: I don’t know

Jock Reasoning: Alright! TLS…you seemed to be on the chopping block last week. When Barnes was voted off you were, in my opinion, the most surprised member of the tribe. How are you feeling tonight?

The Lost Soul: Not good. I’ve been loyal…I’ve done all I can. I’d like to make the merge so, we’ll see.

Jock Reasoning: The merge is upon us, Mario. Thoughts?

Mario Maurako: IT’S ABOUT TIME

Jock Reasoning: Agreed! Well, it’s that time…time to vote!

~The super intense voting music plays. One by one the Paradigm members approach the voting box and cast a name down. Once they’ve all returned Jock stands and retrieves the votes. He returns to his spot of judgment~

Jock Reasoning: If anybody has a hidden immunity idol and would like to play it…now would be the time to do so.

~Vargas laughs. Lurrr rolls his eyes. Maurako moves his hands as if to say ‘get on with it.’ Paras remains composed…TLS sighs~

Jock Reasoning: Once the votes are read the decision is final. The person with the most votes will be asked to leave the tribal council area immediately. I’ll read the votes!

First vote….The Lost Soul
Second vote…The Lost Soul
Third vote…Chad Vargas

That’s two votes TLS, one vote Vargas…I’ll continue

Fourth vote….and the tenth person voted out of OCW Survivor…THE LOST SOUL

~TLS stands and heads for his torch. As he does the other four members of the Paradigm tribe stand. One by one they shake his hand out of respect. TLS reaches Jock and places his torch into the ground~

Jock Reasoning: TLS, the tribe has spoken. It’s time for you to go

~TLS watches his fire extinguish. He turns and nods toward the remaining four members of the Paradigm Tribe. He then exits the tribal council area~

Jock Reasoning: Another tough vote…they will only get tougher from this point forward. With a merge on the horizon a lot of questions will surely rise. You can all head back to camp…busy day tomorrow!

~The final four Paradigm members stand, grab their torches and exit~

NEXT TIME ON OCW SURVIVOR: THE MERGE!!!! Yes, the merge is here!! The Savage and Paradigm Tribes merge and the game shifts from team to individual warfare! Alliances will be tested…loyalties questioned…the biggest vote of the game so far will go down…all next week on OCW Survivor!

~We cut to TLS sitting in front of the camera. His paint is as fresh and coherent as it was on day 1~

The Lost Soul: Losing all those challenges did me in. Had we won just one other challenge, I might have won. Sucks. Oh well…good luck to the veterans from the Paradigm Tribe. And, if anybody needs a Jacuzzi built, I will be taking bookings as soon as I return home.

~We cut out and fade to black~