Heya! This here serves as a sort of… log… give me a name to call this. Anyways, Total Drama World Tour was a season I personally had mixed feelings on. I decided I'd be making an SYOC for this. I'm a bit of a novice, but I've read and submitted characters. Speaking of which, I am adding in two characters. One won't get far, and the other will be an antagonist.

Without further ado, this is… the introduction. An introduction to the least serious, and the craziest and stupidest SYOC on Earth. Because I'm sirstupidity. That's me. I'll be updating weekly, by the way…

Oh, by the second way, COVID-19 does not exist in this fanfiction.

-sirstupidity

Today is a regular day for 18 teenagers. They're just searching whatever on their phones, probably at a mall, thinking of what would happen tommorrow.

Wait, wait- no. They have a lot of packing bags to do.

At the Jumbo Jet site…

The Total Drama Jumbo Jet had been rebuilt and recreated. It was now 2 men were there, one, a fat and gruff businessman, and a regular weight, and normal overall, man.

Chris McLean was discussing the details. "Yes, it'll be the same as before, but better! I'll have everything divided into the First Class, Business Class, and Economy Class."

The businessman (luckily) was not a fan of this. "Seriously, McLean? This is more than double the money you're giving out! It's gone to the point where the ads can't pay it off! You'd have to reach into your paycheck for this!"

paycheck echoed into Chris's mind. Of course, we can refer back to the Action era, where we know he needs his god damn stupid paycheck to support his "luxurious lifestyle." "No way!" he replied. "Don't you know my mansion is worth an entire year of this? I'm going to have to live in the jet-"

Good job, stupid businessman. You gave him an idea.

Chris was ecstatic. "Yes! Go ahead and steal my lovely paycheck, I'm going to live in the Jumbo Jet with the winning contestants!"

"Of course, that's not a good idea," the businessman sighed. "You see, the contestants like private time and having the host could make them-"

"I don't care! I just need a decent place to stay in, so I don't die of boredom! Who cares about the contestants? This is my show!"

"You need the contestants to operate the show."

The stubborn man-child Chris was, said, "Fine. But I'm still staying in the first class."

The businessman finally surrendered. "Mm. Whatever. If they don't like it, it's your loss, McLean."

"bruhhhh lmao" were the last words Chris uttered as he got home. There would be so much to do.

Aight! You've reached the end of my cringefest. Here are the rules.

I will not take applications from reviews. That's specifically why I did not list the application here, to protect it from application reviews. PM me for an application.

You can submit, at most, two characters. They can be of any gender. (THIS RULE IS NOW OBSOLETE. THE MAXIMUM IS 4.)

I'm not going to accept every character I see, unfortunately. I don't want to be picky, but I don't want to fill the game with a dozen Mary Sues.

If I DO reject it, feel free to resend the application, if you've tweaked it to be a bit better.

Have fun with your application! That is, if you get it.