Challenge 4

[Rob Mariano]

Now it's time to let our informations Wander.

Design a Movie Poster - 40 points

- Is the poster visually appealing - 15 points

- Does the poster relate to the movie - 15 points

- Does the poster have the adequate information (title, name of actors etc.) - 5 points

- Is the poster unique or doe sit look copied - 5 points



Write a brief summary of the movie including who plays who (the actors are your tribe, the pre-jurors, and me and Ian), and the plot of the film. - 40 points


- Is the plot original (or if its a re-make did you spin it uniquely) - 10 points

- Does the plot make sense - 10 points

- Is the plot interesting - 10 points

- Is the plot well written (grammar and spelling) - 5 points

- Did you fill all major roles with people - 5 points



How your tribe worked together - 20 points

- Did everyone have a say on the movie poster - 10 points

- Did everyone have a say on the plot - 10 points



I think we should make a slasher pic, and we make it original and different. Ill write a plot and you guys can tell me what you think?

[Jenna Morasca]

Ok, so Aaron and I are working on the poster...

Rob is working out the plot that has been discussed with Aaron, myself and Eliza.

So that is four of us so far working on it.

That leaves Amanda or Wendy needing to sit out...

[Eliza Orlins]

As I said to Jenna, I'll volunteer to be the killer since I was such a bitch in Chile. Typically in horror movies everyone gets killed off so we'll have to decide if we want to do that or if we want to do it a little differently. Rob, once you post the plot I'll read it and maybe add to it

So glad the challenge is due Monday night. I have to work tomorrow but I'll be able to dedicate some time to this Monday morning.

[Rob Mariano]

This what I have so far!

Survivor: One By One

One By One, It’s a pretty simple concept in theory. Especially in the game of Survivor. We started as 16, Two tribes of eight people. Now there are only 6 of us left, and we are terrified. We dominated the game early on, of course this was when it was still a game, now it has become the ultimate form of survival. It started before the merge, Amanda had pointed out after being voted out, Ian, From the tribe, Should have been the first member of the jury of nine, Eliza had brought up that the jury could only consist of seven this season, and no one thought anymore of it, That was 6 days ago. Now we merged, with a six to three majority, and we began picking them off. We walk into tribal council that night, Knowing that it will be Russell going home, and he will be the first person on the jury. It wasn’t an eventful Tribal, nothing out of the ordinary, until Carlos snuffed Russell’s torch, and he walked off into the distance. As we were leaving, Rob turn his head swiftly towards Russell’s exit trail, and swore he heard a slight, almost hushed, cry for help. He then turned his head to both Wendy Jo, and Aaron, neither of whom heard anything. He chocked it up to being tired and they returned to camp.
Three days had passed, and we returned to Tribal council, Jenna, beaming with the immunity necklace around her neck, knowing she was safe. We walked into Tribal Council to see Carlos his usual maniacal smirk, and we began, to our surprise He still, didn’t introduce the jury. With only 8 of us remaining, there was definite concern. Countless Thoughts and Twists running through our heads, Before th vote Courtney had asked to be removed as she had broken her foot and could no longer continue, after the vote Cochran was voted out 6-1, and just us Chehalis remained. Courtney and Cochran walked off together, and Rob head never left their backs. This time, there was a scream, a piercing loud scream that no doubt, came from Courtney. Startled we confronted Carlos, Who denied the scream, but there was no hiding it. We returned to camp. Terrified.
The next day, we waited around camp for Tree mail. And We waited. And Waited. At duck we received a parchment in Tree mail, no fancy decorations, no tribal insignia, just three words. The parchment read “One By One”, not alerting us to a challenge or a change in the game, we stayed at camp and wait until the following day, Nothing came, Just a parchment, “One By One”. After the third day and third parchment, we decided something was wrong. Aaron, as strong headed as always, decided to venture out to the production quarters, while the rest of us waited at camp. Minutes turned to hours and still no word from Aaron. As we sit around the fire we see Aaron, stumble down the path, blood spattered clothes and gash on his forehead, he makes its to camp, and falls to the ground. Amanda Rushes to his aid and turns him over, as the rest of us watch all of the color drain from her face. He was dead, the rest of stood there, unsure of everything. Amanda reaches down a grabs a parchment scroll form his hand. It read “One By One”.
We scowered the island for help or any form of anything. Deserted. The island, was deserted, and In turn, so were we. We returned to camp, The five of us too confused and reeling in shock from Aaron’s death and abandonment. Wendy Jo, Trying to make sense of the current situation, devises a plan. There were no ifs and or buts about it. We needed to get off the island.
Rob, Eliza and Jenna stay behind to make a fire signal, to attract a plane, while Amanda and Wendy Jo gather water. Upon arrival at the waterfall, Amanda gather water, While Wendy Jo goes to the restroom in the woods. Rob builds a fire, while Jenna and Eliza gather wood for the blaze. A scream is heard, Rob Jenna and Eliza run to the waterfall, and see Wendy Jo, In tears, And Amanda under water. She was struck by a rock, rendered unconscious and drowned. By the water jugs was a parchment, Upon reading it we realized this was no accident, It read “One By One, Who will be the Sole Survivor?”

[Rob Mariano]

Tell me what you think, Jenna is going to be the heroine, because of the picture she found, works with the story, and Eliza the villian because she volunteered. I have an Ending already planned out, I just need to write it.

[Eliza Orlins]

I'll read this when I get home from work today!

[Wendy Jo DeSmidt-Kohlhoff]

Sorry, big football game yesterday. I was gone all day.

Where do y'all need me?

[Rob Mariano]

Wendy, Proof read the plot.

[Eliza Orlins]

I think what we have is good so far. A survival situation gone terribly wrong and it also applies to Survivor so that is cool too. I'm gonna go through what we have so far because I noticed a few grammatical errors, but it won't be until later tonight or tomorrow morning seeing as I have dinner plans tonight. I'll also add more to the plot, maybe finish it off. Does anyone have any ideas on who should survive and what should happen to Eliza at the end of the movie?

[Rob Mariano]

Terror sets in as we realize just exactly what just happened. We run back to camp. Jenna tries to comfort Wendy Jo, but to no avail. Finding Amanda in lake was something she wasn’t going to just get over. We took turns standing guard while the others slept. We were still unsure of what we were keeping guard from, but someone watching over us, gave us some sense of security. When morning broke we all got up and tried to come up with a plan. That is, everyone except Wendy Jo, She stayed in bed awhile longer, still stuck, the events of yesterday running through her mind. When she awoke, she ran to our sides and gave each one of us a hug. Taken aback by her action, we chocked it up to needing some form of comfort. As she retreats she grabs the machete and we watch with wide eyes as she plunges the machete into her chest. We rush to her side, and with her last dying breath she says, “They can’t have me”. Eliza pulled the Machete out, in case we needed it, and tied around the handle of the blade, was parchment, and it read, “One By One”.

[Rob Mariano]

Eliza, Im writing the ending, I have it all planned out, It should be posted by Tonight

[Rob Mariano]

Survivor: One By One

One By One, It’s a pretty simple concept in theory. Especially in the game of Survivor. We started as 16, Two tribes of eight people. Now there are only 6 of us left, and we are terrified. We dominated the game early on, of course this was when it was still a game, now it has become the ultimate form of survival. It started before the merge, Amanda had pointed out after being voted out, Ian, From the tribe, Should have been the first member of the jury of nine, Eliza had brought up that the jury could only consist of seven this season, and no one thought anymore of it, That was 6 days ago. Now we merged, with a six to three majority, and we began picking them off. We walk into tribal council that night, Knowing that it will be Russell going home, and he will be the first person on the jury. It wasn’t an eventful Tribal, nothing out of the ordinary, until Carlos snuffed Russell’s torch, and he walked off into the distance. As we were leaving, Rob turn his head swiftly towards Russell’s exit trail, and swore he heard a slight, almost hushed, cry for help. He then turned his head to both Wendy Jo, and Aaron, neither of whom heard anything. He chocked it up to being tired and they returned to camp.
Three days had passed, and we returned to Tribal council, Jenna, beaming with the immunity necklace around her neck, knowing she was safe. We walked into Tribal Council to see Carlos his usual maniacal smirk, and we began, to our surprise He still, didn’t introduce the jury. With only 8 of us remaining, there was definite concern. Countless Thoughts and Twists running through our heads, Before th vote Courtney had asked to be removed as she had broken her foot and could no longer continue, after the vote Cochran was voted out 6-1, and just us Chehalis remained. Courtney and Cochran walked off together, and Rob head never left their backs. This time, there was a scream, a piercing loud scream that no doubt, came from Courtney. Startled we confronted Carlos, Who denied the scream, but there was no hiding it. We returned to camp. Terrified.
The next day, we waited around camp for Tree mail. And We waited. And Waited. At duck we received a parchment in Tree mail, no fancy decorations, no tribal insignia, just three words. The parchment read “One By One”, not alerting us to a challenge or a change in the game, we stayed at camp and wait until the following day, Nothing came, Just a parchment, “One By One”. After the third day and third parchment, we decided something was wrong. Aaron, as strong headed as always, decided to venture out to the production quarters, while the rest of us waited at camp. Minutes turned to hours and still no word from Aaron. As we sit around the fire we see Aaron, stumble down the path, blood spattered clothes and gash on his forehead, he makes its to camp, and falls to the ground. Amanda Rushes to his aid and turns him over, as the rest of us watch all of the color drain from her face. He was dead, the rest of stood there, unsure of everything. Amanda reaches down a grabs a parchment scroll form his hand. It read “One By One”.
We scowered the island for help or any form of anything. Deserted. The island, was deserted, and In turn, so were we. We returned to camp, The five of us too confused and reeling in shock from Aaron’s death and abandonment. Wendy Jo, Trying to make sense of the current situation, devises a plan. There were no ifs and or buts about it. We needed to get off the island.
Rob, Eliza and Jenna stay behind to make a fire signal, to attract a plane, while Amanda and Wendy Jo gather water. Upon arrival at the waterfall, Amanda gather water, While Wendy Jo goes to the restroom in the woods. Rob builds a fire, while Jenna and Eliza gather wood for the blaze. A scream is heard, Rob Jenna and Eliza run to the waterfall, and see Wendy Jo, In tears, And Amanda under water. She was struck by a rock, rendered unconscious and drowned. By the water jugs was a parchment, Upon reading it we realized this was no accident, It read “One By One, Who will be the Sole Survivor?”
Terror sets in as we realize just exactly what just happened. We run back to camp. Jenna tries to comfort Wendy Jo, but to no avail. Finding Amanda in lake was something she wasn’t going to just get over. We took turns standing guard while the others slept. We were still unsure of what we were keeping guard from, but someone watching over us, gave us some sense of security. When morning broke we all got up and tried to come up with a plan. That is, everyone except Wendy Jo, She stayed in bed awhile longer, still stuck, the events of yesterday running through her mind. When she awoke, she ran to our sides and gave each one of us a hug. Taken aback by her action, we chocked it up to needing some form of comfort. As she retreats she grabs the machete and we watch with wide eyes as she plunges the machete into her chest. We rush to her side, and with her last dying breath she says, “They can’t have me”. Eliza pulled the Machete out, in case we needed it, and tied around the handle of the blade, was parchment, and it read, “One By One”.
What started out as terror quickly turned to panic. Three people were dead and there were only three of us left. We needed to get off the island. Jenna suggested we go to the cliffs as they are most visible to the sky and we have our best chance of being seen. We run through the jungle, Eliza still clutching to the machete and after about 3 hours we arrive at the cliffs. Just as we here the buzzing of a helicopter in the distance. It was flying right towards us, We started screaming and gesturing frantically towards the helicopter. This is it, we were saved, we were going to live, we made it. The helicopter was going to stop, it had to have seen us, we were going to get of this forsaken Island. We watched with desperation and disbelief as the helicopter passed us. Standing there. Defeated.
After trying in vain to come up with another plan, Eliza said, realizing our fate, “There’s only one way off this Island”, Hope turned to fear for Rob and Jenna as we realized she was still clutching the machete. “Only one of us can be the Sole Survivor” she said. Jenna and Rob quickly realize what she meant, and everything became clear. The reason they never needed a jury, the reason that there were no more challenges, the reason that we were deserted, was that it had become a game of survival, in its most basic form, Staying alive, is the only way to win. Seeing your name at tribal was way worse then being voted out, it was a death sentence, and then when it was no longer needed, they left us to take out each other, until there was only one.
Eliza was swinging the machete towards Rob and Jenna, They ducked and ran to evade her attacks. We backed away, and then we stopped, they had no choice, Eliza had them cornered, it was either, Face Eliza with a Machete, or fall to their death with the edge of the cliff. Eliza swung , knowing she would hit Jenna and a smile broke on her face. Just as she was about to take Jenna life, Rob jumped in front of her, and she struck him in the chest. Jenna stood there Crying as Eliza stood their satisfied. Eliza looked at Jenna and swung, Jenna ducked and while Eliza’s Balance was thrown off from her miss, Jenna pushed her and watched, as Eliza fell to her death. She ran to Rob’s side, clutching him, He looked at her and smiled, knowing that she did it, she made it, she would make it off the island. She bent down and kissed his face and his eyes closed, with his final breath he said “Jenna, You are the Sole Survivor”.

[Rob Mariano]

I LOVE IT!!!

[Jenna Morasca]

[Wendy Jo DeSmidt-Kohlhoff]

I like the ending!

If it's alright on everyone, I am going to work on condensing it a little bit.