The episode begins mid-way through the challenge, with four groups (one group of six, a group of five, a group of two, and a group of eight) baking something in different rooms.
Arsonist: Come on, hurry up!
Serial Killer: I’m trying!
Werewolf: Clearly, not hard enough.
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Doctor: Just give up, guys. We can’t win.
Lookout: Not with that attitude!
Bodyguard: Lookout, get the pans. Bounty Hunter, mix the batter. Psychic, preheat the oven. Executive, get the plates. We’re going all out!
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Magician: Get a grip, PM!
Potion Master: I am! You’re the one responsible for the cooking! Who BURNS a muffin?
Magician: Shut up.
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Ambusher: Pathetic. We already lost; dunno why we’re still trying.
Consigliere: You can’t even pretend to be happy, can you?
Extortionist: It’s Ambusher. She got out first in season one, so don’t expect anything new.
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Marshall: And time! The Neutrals are the only ones with a dish, so they win!
Amnesiac: Huge gamer moment.
Marshall: Now, for winning, you guys are immune! Werewolf, Arsonist, it won’t count for tonight’s elimination. Have fun!
Later…
Tanith: So, who should we vote out tonight?
Tarkus: I have no clue. Dad?
Werewolf: Well, let’s look at our options. We have Ambusher, who’s not really targeting me. Bodyguard, who’s part of that pact to eliminate me. Consigliere and Lookout, who are support characters in that pact but are not targeting me seriously, Arsonist, who I’m friends with, and me.
Tarkus: When you put it that way, it seems like Bodyguard’s the clear choice.
Tanith: Agreed.
Werewolf: Hm, actually, I want you two to go for Lookout tonight.
Tarkus: Why? Isn’t he that telescope-looking person with legs? He doesn’t seem harmful.
Werewolf: You are correct, but he could pose a threat later on. Besides, he’s in a pact with Outlaw and Consigliere, so together, they make quite the threat.
Tanith: I guess? But what about Consigliere? Shouldn’t we eliminate her instead of Lookout?
Werewolf: Consigliere’s not going to target me. She’s not that stupid.
Tanith: What if she is?
Werewolf: Then I’ll kill her.
Serial Killer and Arsonist appeared.
Serial Killer: Can we talk to you guys about tonight’s vote?
Werewolf: Go ahead.
The two sat down on the floor.
Arsonist: Who’re you guys going to vote for?
Tarkus: Lookout.
Arsonist: Bad choice. Vote for Ambusher.
Werewolf: Why? She’s not voting for me.
Serial Killer: That’s the thing. Once we reach the final fifteen, she’s planning to get you out.
Werewolf: What.
Arsonist: He’s lying. But she IS a strong person. Even if it seems like she’s not going to eliminate you now, once Cobbler gets eliminated, who knows where she will go next?
Tanith: You do have a fair point... w-wait a second, you’re t-the guy who tried to k-kill me in the headhunting challenge!
Werewolf: I’m sorry, WHAT?!
Arsonist: Ah crap, I thought you’d forget about that.
Serial Killer: Uh, thanks for your time!
The two of them fled. Meanwhile, with the GWE pact,
Jester: So we have a clear vote tonight, right?
Amnesiac: Yup. Werewolf’s getting the boot.
Godfather: Indeed, he is.
Bounty Hunter: Y’know, I’m starting to feel like this is a bad idea. If we eliminate Werewolf, what do we do about Tanith and Tarkus?
Bodyguard: Who cares about them? They’re children; they have no meaning to us.
Executive: Isn’t Lookout a teenager?
Bodyguard: That’s besides the point. Werewolf’s out tonight, and that’s final.
Bounty Hunter: Nah. I ain’t going to vote for him. Pirate’s elimination was one thing, but Werewolf? I’m not going to put those two through pain. I’m still onboard with him getting eliminated, but until Tarkus or Tanith are eliminated, I’m not going to vote for him. Seeya.
Bounty Hunter fled the scene.
Bodyguard: … Whatever. We still have six votes against him; that should be enough.
Godfather: Are you sure about that? Counting, that's... nine votes, potentially not for him.
Bodyguard: The chances of them all voting together are extremely slim. Come on, we made this pact for a reason.
Amnesiac: Very well.
Executive and Godfather left.
Executive: I’m not sure about this. Sure, we vote for him, but you remember what he said. If he’s eliminated, he’ll tell everyone.
Godfather: Then that’s a risk we’ll just have to take, Executive.
Executive: I'm not voting for him.
Godfather: Are you crazy?! This might be one of the only chances we have to vote him out!
Executive: Hear me out. Bounty Hunter was right about one thing; Tanith and Tarkus won’t have anyone if Werewolf’s eliminated. Until one of the two is eliminated, we then vote out Werewolf.
Godfather: I’m still not following.
Executive sighs before grabbing the ring on his finger.
Godfather: NO.
Executive: Then trust me. Please.
Godfather: …Fine. But only this once. Next time he’s up for elimination, he’s getting voted.
Executive: Your call.
With the coven...
Magician: This is too easy.
Potion Master: Dude, have you forgotten you only survived because of your half-immunity last round?
Magician: So? People barely vote for us; we’re not a threat.
Potion Master: You’re hopeless.
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Marshall: It’s been a long day of discussion, and now it’s time to reveal who is immune. Tonight’s immunity goes to-
Tarkus: Stop!
Marshall: ?
Tarkus: So, while we were on the ship, I noticed something strange. Does this ring a bell to anyone?
Tarkus brought out a golden coin.
Marshall: Oh, that’s the immunity coin! You can give someone immunity at this time, discarding what the viewers’ want. Would you like to use it?
Tarkus: Well, I feel I may be a victim if I don’t use it, so I will use it on Lookout!
Lookout: !
Werewolf: whispering Tarkus, What’re you doing?
Tarkus: whispering back Trust me, dad.
Marshall: Alrighty! So any votes against Lookout will not count. I’ll read the votes.
Bodyguard, Jester, and Amnesiac smirked.
Marshall: First vote... Lookout. Does not count. Bodyguard. Arsonist. That’s one vote Bodyguard, one vote, Arsonist.
Bodyguard clenched his fist, and Arsonist rolled his eyes.
Marshall: Bodyguard. Werewolf. Arsonist. That’s two votes Arsonist, two votes Bodyguard, one vote Werewolf.
Bodyguard suddenly looked confused, Arsonist smirked, and Werewolf didn’t change his expression.
Marshall: Arsonist. Lookout, does not count. Lookout, does not count. That’s three votes for Arsonist.
Arsonist blinked, and Lookout smiled slightly at Tarkus.
Marshall: Consigliere. Bodyguard. Lookout, does not count. That’s one vote Consigliere, three votes Bodyguard, three votes Arsonist, and one vote Werewolf.
Bodyguard was now mad, Lookout seemed relieved, and Consigliere raised an eyebrow.
Marshall: Werewolf. Bodyguard. Consigliere. That’s two votes for Werewolf, two votes for Consigliere, three votes for Arsonist, and four votes for Bodyguard. One vote is left.
Bodyguard looked extremely mad, Arsonist was slouching, Consigliere seemed to be thinking, Lookout was sighing, Werewolf side-eyed someone, and Ambusher was relaxing.
Marshall: The fourth contestant voted out is...
Bodyguard.
The pact members (Amnesiac, Bodyguard, and Jester) looked shocked and utterly confused.
Bodyguard: Wha-
Werewolf: What goes around, comes around. Pirate was right, y’know. You won the battle of eliminating him, but you lost the war of staying in the competition.
Jester: How?! There were supposed to be six votes for you! How were there only two?!
Amnesiac: Wait, oh my goodness.
Bodyguard: What?
Amnesiac: Doctor didn’t vote, so his vote was randomized; Bounty Hunter said he didn’t vote; I overheard Executive and Godfather denying to vote for Werewolf; that leaves us three. But I was positive that I voted Werewolf…
Marshall: Are you now? Because based on what the results showed me, you voted for Lookout.
Amnesiac: … I don’t have limbs. Did I seriously accidentally apply pressure when I was rolling over Lookout’s button?
Marshall: Apparently.
Amnesiac: God fricking darn it.
Bodyguard: …Executive?
Executive: I’ll be fine…
Bodyguard: I hope so. Hey, guys.
Bodyguard’s message got the attention of Amnesiac, Jester, Godfather, Executive, Bounty Hunter, and Doctor.
Bodyguard: GWE Pact forever.
Amnesiac: Yeah. Pacts forever…
Bodyguard: My elimination will not be in vain. Keep going! And remember, good luck.
Bodyguard was ejected from the ship. Later...
Psychic: So, what’s the challenge? Another baking one?
Marshall: Nope! Before we begin, Neutrals, for winning the last challenge, you guys have immunity. Your prize is spending the rest of today at the resort.
Tarkus: What resort?
Outlaw: I second that.
Marshall: You’ll see. Off you go!
Marshall snapped his fingers, making the Neutrals disappear from view.
Marshall: Onto the challenge! First, let us go to a planet.
The ship had landed on a rainbow planet.
Cobbler: This is giving off “certain” vibes.
Marshall: So, twelve of you... I can manage that.
Marshall stood still.
Executive: What are you doing?
Suddenly, six towers appeared behind everyone.
Ambusher: Woah.
Marshall: Here are six towers. For this challenge, you will need to form six pairs. With your partner, you will climb to the top of the tower, and at the top, there will be a picture of a key with a specific color. At the bottom, there is a pile of keys, each a different color or similar hue. Your goal is to find out which key unlocks the treasure chest at the top of your tower. The first four duos to unlock their treasure chest and bring whatever is inside to me will win immunity. The two pairs will be up for elimination. Oh, and to add on, one partner must be at the top of the tower while one person is at the bottom searching for the key. The person at the top must tell their partner what the key looks like so they can find it. If you think you found it, throw it to the top of the tower, and your partner will determine if the key works or not. So, I will determine your pair by giving you flags. You can find your partner because they will have the same flag color as you. If your flag has a star, you’re in charge of looking through the pile of keys. If your flag has a speech bubble on it, though, then you will be waiting atop the tower. Okay, grab your flags!
Everyone blindly grabbed their flags from the dark treasure chest. When they all grabbed their flags, some people looked content with their duos, others not so much.
Godfather: Lovely.
Marshall: Alright, on your mark, get set, go!
Everyone went to their places.
[Key Flag: Blue: Finding Key; Red: Waiting on the Tower]
DUOS:
Magician + Ambusher
Consigliere + Executive
Godfather + Bounty Hunter
Psychic + Potion Master
Cobbler + Doctor
Lookout + Extortionist
Ding.
Magician: What color is the key?
Ambusher: Uhh.. a hue of blue!
Magician: On it!
Magician jumped elegantly into the pile of keys prior to tossing one to the top of the tower. Ambusher compared the two keys.
Ambusher: Hm.. nope! Try to get one that’s a darker shade!
Magician: K!
Magician went in deeper. The camera zoomed onto Cobbler and Doctor.
Cobbler: Well? Are you gonna tell me what shade it is?
Doctor remained silent.
Cobbler: Screw it, I’ll figure it out myself. It can’t be that hard... can it?
Godfather: Good luck with that.
Godfather yeeted a key to Bounty Hunter.
Bounty Hunter: This is it!
Godfather: You sure?
Bounty Hunter: Positive! Eheh…
Bounty Hunter was lying. He was colorblind. He tried the key, but it didn’t work.
Bounty Hunter: …Okay, nevermind. Try again!
Godfather: Ugh.
Consigliere: Is this it?
Consigliere tossed the key to the top of her tower.
Executive: Hm… no! Try a lighter hue! We’re on the right track!
Consigliere: Maybe this one?
Consigliere tossed a key up.
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Executive tripped on a banana, and fell off the tower. He was also unconscious.
Consigliere: Shoot. Wake up!
Lookout: Hm…
Extortionist: You sure you don’t need me to tell you the color?
Lookout: I got it! Just turn the board towards me.
Extortionist: Er, okay.
Extortionist turned the board towards Lookout, which revealed the key to be a sort of turquoise.
Lookout: Yup!
Lookout scrambled through the pile and grabbed a turquoise key and threw it up to Extortionist.
Extortionist: Wait, this is the EXACT color! How did you-
Lookout: Don’t question me.
Extortionist: …Right.
Extortionist put the key in the treasure chest, and it unlocked.
Extortionist: Holy grail! It’s a... wrench?
Lookout: Toss it down!
Extortionist tossed it to Lookout, who had his face shattered.
Extortionist: …
Godfather: Uh, oh, I notice THAT look. Everyone, RUN!
Everyone quickly fled the scene. Extortionist got up and took a deep breath.
Marshall: Um, what’s going on?
Godfather: JUST GO!
Marshall: If you say so.
As Extortionist finished her breath, she made a “F” sound with her mouth, and at that time, a train honked, birds flew away, and people (not involved in the current situation) were confused.
Hitman: Gee golly.
Disruptor: What the heck was that!? That was the largest swear I’ve ever heard!
Enchantress: I don’t think we want to get included..
Back with the competition...
Marshall: Anyway… continuing!
Extortionist: Recover Lookout.
Marshall: I don’t recover people until the end of a challenge.
Extortionist: Are you kidding me?
Godfather: No need to fear, my friend. I got this.
Godfather picked up the wrench and handed it to Marshall.
Marshall: Wait. This isn’t in your tower.
Godfather: I know. I’m turning it in for Exto and LO.
Marshall: All right. Lookout and Extortionist are safe!
Godfather: Gucci.
Consigliere: Wait, I can try the same strategy Lookout used. Hey, Executive!
Executive was busy playing with a butterfly.
Consigliere: UGH!
Godfather: I got this. But can you keep a secret for me?
Consigliere: Depends.
Godfather: ...I’m dating Executive.
Consigliere: WHAT?!
Godfather: Shush! No one can know. Please, Consigliere, I promise to keep you safe.
Consigliere: For how long?
Godfather: Three rounds.
Consigliere: Make it five, and you've got a deal.
Godfather: Deal. Hey, love!
Consigliere: Cringe.
Executive suddenly snapped out of it.
Executive: Huh?
Godfather: The keys, remember?
Executive: Oh, I completely forgot! Thank you, hun!
Consigliere: Yuck, I hate love.
Godfather: Of course you do.
Consigliere tossed a key up at random.
Godfather: That was random.
Executive: It’s actually the exact color I needed!
Consigliere put an arm up in the air.
Godfather: Really?
Consigliere: Hey, I’m just lucky. And if you have a problem...
An ornament landed in her hand.
Consigliere: Just blame the luck. Strolls away
Godfather: Great. I might as well help the other mafia members. Bounty Hunter’s useless so this might take all day…
Potion Master: Come ON! It’s not that hard!
Psychic: The more you talk, the longer I search for keys.
Potion Master: Be quiet, grocery gopher!
Psychic: I should’ve eliminated you in season one.
Potion Master: I ALREADY WAS, IDIOT!
Psychic: BY MY OWN HANDS!
Executive: Hey, uh, are you two doing okay?
Potion Master and Psychic: NO!
Executive: Okay, chill. What’s the issue?
Potion Master: She’s being slow on purpose! We’re going to lose!
Psychic: Maybe if he was nicer, I’d go faster.
Executive: Alright, here’s a solution:
Executive grabbed a pile of their keys and threw half of it on the roof.
Executive: Psychic, you search that half; Potion Master, you try those half. Okay?
Potion Master: Fine.
Psychic: It works for me.
Cobbler: In an aggravated tone, Doctor, come on! We’re going to lose the challenge! Are you trying to get me killed?!
Godfather: What’s going on?
Cobbler: Doctor’s trying to make us lose on purpose so that I can potentially get eliminated!
Godfather: I got it.
Godfather swung to the top of the tower and knocked Doctor to the bottom.
Doctor: …
Doctor just walked away.
Cobbler: Weird.
Godfather: Hey, I can tell you exact hex codes.
Cobbler: Me too!
Godfather: Hm… the key’s hex code is #334EB5.
Cobbler: Gotcha.
Cobbler jumped in and threw the key to the top. Godfather unlocked the treasure chest and threw down a pickaxe, which sliced Cobbler in two.
Godfather: Crap. Not good.
Bounty Hunter: Uh, Godfather? Are you going to help us win?
Godfather: You’re colorblind; what’s the point?
Godfather picked up the pickaxe and handed it to Marshall.
Godfather: Turning this in for Cobbler and Doctor.
Marshall: Okie-dokie! Cobbler and Doctor are safe! One safety spot remains. Who will get it?
The screen splits between the three teams.
Potion Master: Come on, come on!
Ambusher: MAGICIAN, HURRY UP!
The camera zoomed in on a person finding a key and tossing it to someone on top of a tower. The person put a key in the treasure chest and grabbed a crystal. They threw it down to someone at the bottom, who handed it to Marshall, and the gifter was revealed to be Potion Master.
Marshall: And with that, Potion Master and Psychic are safe! Godfather, Bounty Hunter, Magician, and Ambusher, you four are once again up for elimination.
Magician: Crap.
Ambusher: YOU IDIOT! YOU BETTER PRAY THE IMMUNITY VOTE SAVES YOU!
Marshall: Actually, about that, I forgot to mention. There will be no immunity vote for tonight, so we’ll immediately be skipping to tonight’s elimination!
Marshall clapped his hands, teleporting everyone back to the spaceship. It also revived Lookout and Cobbler.
Lookout: That was unpleasant. Did we lose?
Marshall: You can thank Godfather, as he saved your pair and Cobbler’s!
Lookout: Wow. Thanks, I guess?
Marshall: Neutrals, how was your time at the resort?
Amnesiac: Awesome! One of the clerks there even gave me prosthetic limbs, so I can actually compete!
Werewolf: lifts up shades It was so chill, man.
Godfather: I bet it was.
Marshall: Anyway, we’ll get to the elimination soon. For now, just relax and discuss.
Everyone split up.
Executive: Werewolf, wait.
Werewolf: …Tanith, Tarkus, you go on ahead.
Tanith: Um, alright?
They went on ahead.
Werewolf: Make it quick.
Executive: Could you… vote Magician tonight?
Werewolf: Why? Is there a reason?
Executive: ...
Werewolf: I didn’t think so. Try again next time.
Executive had a hand on his chin, with his elbow in his other hand. He seemed worried.
DUNG
Marshall: Two eliminations in one day! My favorite part! No one is immune tonight, so anyone could leave. It’s fair game! I’ll read the votes.
Most of the cast seemed worried.
Marshall: First vote… Bounty Hunter. Ambusher. Ambusher. Bounty Hunter. That’s two votes Ambusher, two votes Bounty Hunter.
Ambusher looked irritated, whilst Bounty Hunter looked worried.
Marshall: Godfather. Bounty Hunter. Ambusher. Magician. That’s one vote Godfather, one vote Magician, three votes Ambusher, three votes Bounty Hunter.
Ambusher was now shocked, Bounty Hunter was in disbelief, Godfather seemed a tad confused as he sat next to Executive, and Magician just smirked.
Marshall: Bounty Hunter. Bounty Hunter. Bounty Hunter. Magician. That’s six votes Bounty Hunter, three votes Ambusher, two votes Magician, one vote Godfather.
Bounty Hunter was really terrified now, Ambusher crossed her arms, and Magician’s smirk faded.
Marshall: Ambusher. Godfather. Two votes Godfather, two votes Magician, four votes Ambusher, six votes Bounty Hunter. Two votes left.
Ambusher was determined to survive, Magician looked passive aggressive, Godfather put his hands behind his head, and Bounty Hunter… well, needless to say that he was scared.
Marshall: Last two votes go to…
Bounty Hunter. You are our fifth eliminated contestant, with eight votes to your name.
Bounty Hunter: …
Amnesiac: This has to be a joke. The pact is disbanding! What’s going on?!
Werewolf: I’m going on. You think that you can eliminate me every second you get? Wrong. I know who’s in the pact, and I will slowly take you all down, one by one, until two of you specifically remain.
Jester: giggles a bit Then it’s game on, Werewolf. Game on...
Werewolf: Indeed it is, Jester.
Bounty Hunter: ...sigh Godfather..?
Godfather: Sorry man, but you’re colorblind. That ought to cause some trouble in the near future.
Bounty Hunter: Well, okay…
Marshall: Any parting words, Bounty Hunter?
Bounty Hunter: Well, yeah.
Bounty Hunter clears his throat.
Bounty Hunter: I’M A MI-
Bounty Hunter was ejected from the spaceship.
Marshall: And that ends another great day! How will the pact to eliminate Werewolf fare with two of its members already eliminated? Can it hold up with nowhere left to hide? How far will that one pact make it together? Will the werewolves rise up in succession? Can the Coven get far with only 2 of it’s members? Find out on the next episode of…
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Bloxston Competition:
Intergalactic Travel!
End.
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AFTER CREDITS
The scene begins with Framer.
₣Ɽ₳₥ɆⱤ: My reign will not end…
Framer continues to draw.
₣Ɽ₳₥ɆⱤ: Heh.. looks like Season 1 had some benefits… alright creation. It’s time…
The paper Framer held began shaking.
₣Ɽ₳₥ɆⱤ: ARISE!
SCREECH!
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Town: Doctor, Executive, Bounty Hunter, Bodyguard, Psychic, Lookout
Mafia: Ambusher, Blackmailer, Cobbler, Consigliere, Extortionist, Godfather
Coven: Magician, Potion Master
Neutral:Amnesiac, Arsonist, Crusader, Jester, Outlaw, Pirate, Serial Killer, Tanith, Tarkus, Werewolf
Relationships:
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