(A/N: First off--I dont ship GwenxDuncan. But I see them as siblings and always have, and I love that relationship between them. It's meant to be GwenxTrent and DuncanxCourtney, because آپ KNOW I'm the biggest *Nine* shipper ever.
It takes place a couple hours after Trent gets voted off. Gwen's still in total pain and regret, Duncan swears a lot, and yeah. )
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If there was one thing as luminescent as the moon that night, it would’ve been her tiny ashen face. It wasn’t often that آپ could find patches of گھاس anywhere near a suburban place like this particular abandoned film lot—in fact, it was Gwen’s little secret.
Solace.
It was a cold night, surprising considering that دن had been one of the most humid that summer. Humidity, that seemed to linger around the trailers, bringing tension and ill luck to almost everyone in the vicinity. It was a strange feeling to Gwen… thinking harder, she could’ve pointed out at least one bad thing this fell wind brought each and every individual. Mindlessly, she ran through names in her subconscious. Heather was stuck on that weathervane for at least twenty minutes; Leshawna was suffering not only from a bad hair day—but from the torment of watching a boy who thought the world of her constantly undergo torture himself. And Duncan would never admit it, but Courtney’s lingering spirit was paining him مزید and مزید every day. The Goth laughed at the اگلے thought to come to her—perhaps the diseased wind was Courtney, unleashing her endless spite on those who dare to not support her!
Again, she gave a silent laugh. Silent, not only to keep her sanctuary hidden, but because now was the worst time to smile. Gwen went back to her exercise of trying to find thespians who weren’t cursed that day. There was everyone in Trent’s team, on a severe losing streak and getting lower…
The teen actually shivered in anxiety when the name came to her.
Trent.
He had suffered the worst of all. All because of her.
Pain struck Gwen’s heart, a bullet of both nostalgia and depression shot straight through her دل and coursed throughout her body like an electrical current. She recalled everything that’d happened that day. Trent… her first real boyfriend.
Her first real break-up.
When Justin was out of sight that afternoon, she headed back to her trailer. Gwen re-visited the events that evening… and again, a terrible hole burned through her chest. The first thing on her mind was the lay the hell down and just sleep. But as the teenager slouched back to her cabin, she heard an all-too-familiar melody, shaping itself as it heavily floated out the window of the boys’ trailer. And when the lyrics came, strung neatly behind it, Gwen cringed in agony.
The wind carried the voice of her loved one in that ill, humid air, and the words themselves were wet with tears.
Even منٹ later when Chris had forced her to watch him as he was carried off… Trent still begged to see her one last time. After everything… after dumping him, after the heartbreak, after every little thing that she had done to him that day, Trent wanted to hear her voice one last time.
And that was the point when Gwen couldn’t take the recollection any longer. Her sobs were silent, and those were always the most meaningful kind. Drying her eyes, she looked up at the full moon which guarded her, and the shining green contrast between white and blue reminded her only of Trent’s amazing eyes.
And rain fell.
Was he shedding tears with her?
Knowing she couldn’t escape him no matter where she went, she closed her eyes with a feigned smile, wondering if sleeping out here would be much of problem. In the long run, she didn’t care. She didn’t care about anything—Gwen had nothing left. The faint mist that surrounded her sent shrill shivers down her spine, and she scoffed. This feeling, mixed with the گھاس that cooled her still feverish body was really all she could enjoy at the moment.
“Hey, big mouth, what the hell are آپ doing?”
Gwen almost jumped when she saw Duncan standing above her, looking into her melancholy utopia with eyes like dull turquoise. She swung her head up, and burned her gaze into his.
“Catching pneumonia,” She sniffed at the teen.
“Dumbass,” Duncan smiled as he threw her his jacket. “No, seriously, what are آپ doing?”
Gwen eyed the object hesitantly before putting it on. “Duncan… you’re like a brother to me. You’re probably my best friend here, now… but I just don’t know if this is a topic I can talk to آپ about.”
He flashed Gwen his usual, cocky smile and read right into her. “Darling, your ex may be a sissy, but he’s a kind-hearted sissy,” The Goth glared at him in an almost comical manner as he spoke. “I pick on the guy, but that’s just me. Trent can’t be half bad if you’re so into him…”
“So why do آپ act like آپ hate him?” She asked. “I know you’re not jealous, and he hasn’t really done much to you…”
Duncan breathed in before averting his gaze to the مرکت, ایمرلڈ گھاس below them. “Because… well, because I have to.”
Gwen’s eyes narrowed. “Because there’s no Courtney here raising your self esteem.”
The delinquent stiffened.
“She’s always with you, she’s always convincing آپ that you’re fine the way آپ are,” Gwen کہا without much thought. “But when she’s gone, آپ act out like a little kid desperate for attention!”
“She doesn’t change me!” He interjected. “I’m not nice, and I never was.”
“And that’s exactly why I’m not telling آپ what’s on my mind,”
“God, Gwen, everyone in the freakin’ game knows what’s on your mind. Everyone who watched today’s episode knows! I bet Chris is laughing his پچھواڑے, گدا off, but even he still knows what’s on your mind,”
Gwen glared.
“Oh, cut it out,” Duncan laughed. “You’re in love with a total hunk کے, hunk and آپ can’t take the fact that آپ dumped the poor guy!”
Gwen let out a faint gasp at the fact that he’d dare to use such wording. “What do آپ know about love? What I’m going through?”
“Well, for one…” he let out a sigh, and Gwen could easily hear the hurt that his voice quivered with. “I… I think I love a really amazing, beautiful girl and she’d easily choose money over us,”
“Yeah?”
Duncan stood up, fists bared as he towered over Gwen. “Don’t آپ see, Gwen?” he wailed. “I am jealous! I’m jealous that آپ can have such an amazing boy who would do so much for you. Trent’s done the exact opposite of what Courtney would… he put your love in front of a million fucking dollars! Maybe that’s why the guy pisses me off…”
“But… I wanted to win that money myself…”
“I would kill to be treated the way آپ have, Gwen,”
Gwen’s voice was laced with pain as she spoke, pulling her knees to her chest to cover the hurt up as she gazed through the punk. “I just wanted to win fair and square,” she murmured.
“So آپ dumped him?!”
“Well… how else—”
“You are so retarded sometimes,” Duncan smiled. “Separating yourselves will just make the love stronger. Especially with a guy like Trent who will do anything to get آپ back.”
Gwen eyed him. “What are آپ trying to tell me?”
He laughed once more. “I’m telling آپ you’re a dipshit and as soon as this دکھائیں is over, you’re getting back together with Trent.”
For the first time in a while, she smiled.
“Not until I see آپ and Courtney hand in hand again,”
Duncan let out a ‘feh’. “I can try, sweetheart, but that کتیا, کتيا is haaard to get.”
They both laughed it all up, savoring the moment as the mist hung around them, eliminating the humid gas that had once plagued thoughts of the two. The bright orb in the sky was a guardian angel to the sinister duo that evening, and it wasn’t long before Duncan had fallen into dream. Gwen only wished this insomnia that came from Trent would leave her alone so she could experience the same, beautiful state of REM that he was. Duncan looks so peaceful in his sleep… she noted. Surprising for a criminal, you’d think his thoughts would be plagued with sin...
Gwen rose with her knees to her chest again, and as the wind danced on the back of her neck, she squeaked out a sneeze, hardly noticing it had woken Duncan up.
“You still don’t sound too hot, Freak show,” He کہا to her as he stood up, offering a hand to the girl. “Come on, let’s head back.”
Gwen accepted without hesitation.
And as their footsteps echoed throughout the film lot, Duncan put an arm around Gwen’s cold, tiny little shoulders.
“You know,” he smiled that cocky smile only a known criminal is capable of smiling. “I’ve always wanted a sister.”
It takes place a couple hours after Trent gets voted off. Gwen's still in total pain and regret, Duncan swears a lot, and yeah. )
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If there was one thing as luminescent as the moon that night, it would’ve been her tiny ashen face. It wasn’t often that آپ could find patches of گھاس anywhere near a suburban place like this particular abandoned film lot—in fact, it was Gwen’s little secret.
Solace.
It was a cold night, surprising considering that دن had been one of the most humid that summer. Humidity, that seemed to linger around the trailers, bringing tension and ill luck to almost everyone in the vicinity. It was a strange feeling to Gwen… thinking harder, she could’ve pointed out at least one bad thing this fell wind brought each and every individual. Mindlessly, she ran through names in her subconscious. Heather was stuck on that weathervane for at least twenty minutes; Leshawna was suffering not only from a bad hair day—but from the torment of watching a boy who thought the world of her constantly undergo torture himself. And Duncan would never admit it, but Courtney’s lingering spirit was paining him مزید and مزید every day. The Goth laughed at the اگلے thought to come to her—perhaps the diseased wind was Courtney, unleashing her endless spite on those who dare to not support her!
Again, she gave a silent laugh. Silent, not only to keep her sanctuary hidden, but because now was the worst time to smile. Gwen went back to her exercise of trying to find thespians who weren’t cursed that day. There was everyone in Trent’s team, on a severe losing streak and getting lower…
The teen actually shivered in anxiety when the name came to her.
Trent.
He had suffered the worst of all. All because of her.
Pain struck Gwen’s heart, a bullet of both nostalgia and depression shot straight through her دل and coursed throughout her body like an electrical current. She recalled everything that’d happened that day. Trent… her first real boyfriend.
Her first real break-up.
When Justin was out of sight that afternoon, she headed back to her trailer. Gwen re-visited the events that evening… and again, a terrible hole burned through her chest. The first thing on her mind was the lay the hell down and just sleep. But as the teenager slouched back to her cabin, she heard an all-too-familiar melody, shaping itself as it heavily floated out the window of the boys’ trailer. And when the lyrics came, strung neatly behind it, Gwen cringed in agony.
The wind carried the voice of her loved one in that ill, humid air, and the words themselves were wet with tears.
Even منٹ later when Chris had forced her to watch him as he was carried off… Trent still begged to see her one last time. After everything… after dumping him, after the heartbreak, after every little thing that she had done to him that day, Trent wanted to hear her voice one last time.
And that was the point when Gwen couldn’t take the recollection any longer. Her sobs were silent, and those were always the most meaningful kind. Drying her eyes, she looked up at the full moon which guarded her, and the shining green contrast between white and blue reminded her only of Trent’s amazing eyes.
And rain fell.
Was he shedding tears with her?
Knowing she couldn’t escape him no matter where she went, she closed her eyes with a feigned smile, wondering if sleeping out here would be much of problem. In the long run, she didn’t care. She didn’t care about anything—Gwen had nothing left. The faint mist that surrounded her sent shrill shivers down her spine, and she scoffed. This feeling, mixed with the گھاس that cooled her still feverish body was really all she could enjoy at the moment.
“Hey, big mouth, what the hell are آپ doing?”
Gwen almost jumped when she saw Duncan standing above her, looking into her melancholy utopia with eyes like dull turquoise. She swung her head up, and burned her gaze into his.
“Catching pneumonia,” She sniffed at the teen.
“Dumbass,” Duncan smiled as he threw her his jacket. “No, seriously, what are آپ doing?”
Gwen eyed the object hesitantly before putting it on. “Duncan… you’re like a brother to me. You’re probably my best friend here, now… but I just don’t know if this is a topic I can talk to آپ about.”
He flashed Gwen his usual, cocky smile and read right into her. “Darling, your ex may be a sissy, but he’s a kind-hearted sissy,” The Goth glared at him in an almost comical manner as he spoke. “I pick on the guy, but that’s just me. Trent can’t be half bad if you’re so into him…”
“So why do آپ act like آپ hate him?” She asked. “I know you’re not jealous, and he hasn’t really done much to you…”
Duncan breathed in before averting his gaze to the مرکت, ایمرلڈ گھاس below them. “Because… well, because I have to.”
Gwen’s eyes narrowed. “Because there’s no Courtney here raising your self esteem.”
The delinquent stiffened.
“She’s always with you, she’s always convincing آپ that you’re fine the way آپ are,” Gwen کہا without much thought. “But when she’s gone, آپ act out like a little kid desperate for attention!”
“She doesn’t change me!” He interjected. “I’m not nice, and I never was.”
“And that’s exactly why I’m not telling آپ what’s on my mind,”
“God, Gwen, everyone in the freakin’ game knows what’s on your mind. Everyone who watched today’s episode knows! I bet Chris is laughing his پچھواڑے, گدا off, but even he still knows what’s on your mind,”
Gwen glared.
“Oh, cut it out,” Duncan laughed. “You’re in love with a total hunk کے, hunk and آپ can’t take the fact that آپ dumped the poor guy!”
Gwen let out a faint gasp at the fact that he’d dare to use such wording. “What do آپ know about love? What I’m going through?”
“Well, for one…” he let out a sigh, and Gwen could easily hear the hurt that his voice quivered with. “I… I think I love a really amazing, beautiful girl and she’d easily choose money over us,”
“Yeah?”
Duncan stood up, fists bared as he towered over Gwen. “Don’t آپ see, Gwen?” he wailed. “I am jealous! I’m jealous that آپ can have such an amazing boy who would do so much for you. Trent’s done the exact opposite of what Courtney would… he put your love in front of a million fucking dollars! Maybe that’s why the guy pisses me off…”
“But… I wanted to win that money myself…”
“I would kill to be treated the way آپ have, Gwen,”
Gwen’s voice was laced with pain as she spoke, pulling her knees to her chest to cover the hurt up as she gazed through the punk. “I just wanted to win fair and square,” she murmured.
“So آپ dumped him?!”
“Well… how else—”
“You are so retarded sometimes,” Duncan smiled. “Separating yourselves will just make the love stronger. Especially with a guy like Trent who will do anything to get آپ back.”
Gwen eyed him. “What are آپ trying to tell me?”
He laughed once more. “I’m telling آپ you’re a dipshit and as soon as this دکھائیں is over, you’re getting back together with Trent.”
For the first time in a while, she smiled.
“Not until I see آپ and Courtney hand in hand again,”
Duncan let out a ‘feh’. “I can try, sweetheart, but that کتیا, کتيا is haaard to get.”
They both laughed it all up, savoring the moment as the mist hung around them, eliminating the humid gas that had once plagued thoughts of the two. The bright orb in the sky was a guardian angel to the sinister duo that evening, and it wasn’t long before Duncan had fallen into dream. Gwen only wished this insomnia that came from Trent would leave her alone so she could experience the same, beautiful state of REM that he was. Duncan looks so peaceful in his sleep… she noted. Surprising for a criminal, you’d think his thoughts would be plagued with sin...
Gwen rose with her knees to her chest again, and as the wind danced on the back of her neck, she squeaked out a sneeze, hardly noticing it had woken Duncan up.
“You still don’t sound too hot, Freak show,” He کہا to her as he stood up, offering a hand to the girl. “Come on, let’s head back.”
Gwen accepted without hesitation.
And as their footsteps echoed throughout the film lot, Duncan put an arm around Gwen’s cold, tiny little shoulders.
“You know,” he smiled that cocky smile only a known criminal is capable of smiling. “I’ve always wanted a sister.”
Part 1
Campers: *Doing something میڑ, ویئر with their food in the craft services tent*
Duncan: BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH 8D
Courtney: *typing on PDA* ._.
Justin: MAH FAAAAAAAAACE!
Chris: *comes in in a carriage thingy*
Beth: Fairy tale challenge!?
Chris: Totes!
Duncan: ._.
Courtney: *type type type*
Chris: *holds up glass boot* Lindsay, Courtney, try to fit yer feet in this here boot.
Lindsay: I need privacy!
Duncan: Your not gonna have sex with the boot, just put it on...
Courtney: HURRY UP LINDAY یا I'LL SUE YOU! :B
Chris: :>
Lindsay: *takes of shoe*
Duncan: HAHA *something insulting*
Lindsay: D:
Courtney: اقدام OVER BITCHEZ >:D *tries to put in on her foot*
Duncan: Omigosh Courtney don't hurt yourself D8
Courtney: *finally gets it on* Haha showed yew!
Chris: ¬¬ Courtney. Princess.
Chef: *hits Courtney on the head with a wand*
Courtney: *cough cough* :D
Everyone: *walks outside*
End of Part 1
Campers: *Doing something میڑ, ویئر with their food in the craft services tent*
Duncan: BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH 8D
Courtney: *typing on PDA* ._.
Justin: MAH FAAAAAAAAACE!
Chris: *comes in in a carriage thingy*
Beth: Fairy tale challenge!?
Chris: Totes!
Duncan: ._.
Courtney: *type type type*
Chris: *holds up glass boot* Lindsay, Courtney, try to fit yer feet in this here boot.
Lindsay: I need privacy!
Duncan: Your not gonna have sex with the boot, just put it on...
Courtney: HURRY UP LINDAY یا I'LL SUE YOU! :B
Chris: :>
Lindsay: *takes of shoe*
Duncan: HAHA *something insulting*
Lindsay: D:
Courtney: اقدام OVER BITCHEZ >:D *tries to put in on her foot*
Duncan: Omigosh Courtney don't hurt yourself D8
Courtney: *finally gets it on* Haha showed yew!
Chris: ¬¬ Courtney. Princess.
Chef: *hits Courtney on the head with a wand*
Courtney: *cough cough* :D
Everyone: *walks outside*
End of Part 1
as u know there are tdi characters but there will only 12 characters coming back that are
Gwen
Trent
Izzy
Courtney
Heather
Cody
Bridgette
Duncan
DJ
Lindsay
and Harold
the new ones are
katie crawford
ash
Chrissy
axaxe
ava
jared
summer
andrea
liza
and me alexander ( alex for chort)
host cris and chef (as ussualy)
:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) : :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
Gwen
Trent
Izzy
Courtney
Heather
Cody
Bridgette
Duncan
DJ
Lindsay
and Harold
the new ones are
katie crawford
ash
Chrissy
axaxe
ava
jared
summer
andrea
liza
and me alexander ( alex for chort)
host cris and chef (as ussualy)
:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) : :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
Hi im courtney from tdi/tda and me and duncan are co-hosting the show-courtney
uh hi-duncan
ok time to meet our first camper,we will be meeting them in the order they are in the picture (left to right)
Hi im vannessa-vanessa
hi im Juno im your host-Juno
hi im Keira is this where were staying ewwww-Keira
yep this is the place-Juno
UGH!!!-keira
im Ava supp-Ava
گھاس, ہے ہوم skilette-dawn
nice dawn and ava lets see who's next-Juno
hi im kaitlan-kaitlan
ok we dont wanna waste any مزید time so i'll read em to ya from where we left off-Juno
Theresa,Tappy,Juno(me"the one who looks like girl duncan"),Summer, Jared, "The totaly awesome"Andrea!!!, Kylie, and Andi!!-Juno
ok lets تقسیم, الگ کریں آپ into teams-courtney
The KILLER باس, گھنگھور and the SCREAMING GOFFERS-duncan
WE WILL BE RIGHT BACK-Juno
Geoff = Jeff hardy
Duncan = HHH
Trent = HBK
Courtney = Stephanie McMahon
Izzy = Mickie james (physco version)
Owen = Big دکھائیں (good version)
Eva = Beth Phoenix
Heather = Lita
Noah = Edge
thats what i think!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Duncan = HHH
Trent = HBK
Courtney = Stephanie McMahon
Izzy = Mickie james (physco version)
Owen = Big دکھائیں (good version)
Eva = Beth Phoenix
Heather = Lita
Noah = Edge
thats what i think!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Duncan:Whats the challenge hot chic?
Misty:Wishing me up a gift it has to be good to یا آپ will be in the bottom two
(Everyone wishes and Misty hears)
Harold:I wish misty had gum
Geoff:I wish Misty would be me party Princess
Duncan:I wish Misty looked like Courtney on TDI
Cody:I wish Misty would be mine
D.J.:I wish Misty had a Bunny
Justin:I wish Misty would kiss me
Tyler:I wish Misty had a football
Trent:I wish Misty had a love song made bye me
Misty:Time to go to the bond fire
(Everyone goes to the bond fire)
Misty:Geoff your safe,Justin your safe,Cody your safe,D.J. your safe,Tyler your safe,Trent your safe
Misty:The bottom two is Duncan and Harold and whos محفوظ is...Duncan your محفوظ but sorry Harold آپ wern't my type at all
(Harold leaves)