🌙 Night 13 — BIG SHOTS Elimination Ceremony

The moon hangs high over the island, casting long shadows across the BIG SHOTS campfire. The day’s Three Little Pigs challenge ended in defeat, leaving bruised egos and simmering tension. Everyone sits around the fire, weary but alert.

Contestants Present:
Steve, Binah, Luigi, Retro, Parcelboy, Springtrap, Mercedes Benz, Thomas Jefferson Miku Binder, Spamton

Mewo (calm, fingers glowing faintly):
“Tonight, one of you will leave the island. Consider carefully… your vote could save you, or doom you.”

Chris McLean (holding marshmallows with a grin):
“And as always, one marshmallow for the safe, one for the doomed. Let’s get cooking… uh, I mean, voting.”

🌌 Pre-Vote Tension

Steve (whispering to Binah):
“Binah… I don’t want to vote anyone out, but… we can’t risk losing another challenge. Thoughts?”

Binah (calmly, measuring voice):
“We need someone whose contribution is… inconsistent. Someone who slows the team under pressure.”

Retro (shrugging):
“I don’t care who goes. Shadows care not for your feelings.”

Luigi (nervous, fidgeting):
“Uh… I just… I feel like I can’t vote anyone. Everyone worked hard… really hard.”

Spamton (jumping up, twitching):
“CLICK [VOTE] NOW!!! CHOOSE A [BIG SHOT]!!! HOO-HAA-HOO!!! FAILURE [EMAIL] RETURNED!!!”

Parcelboy (confused):
“Uh… so we’re picking someone… for elimination? I guess… okay…”

Thomas Jefferson Miku Binder (dramatic, waving hands):
“I’ve been flamboyant, I’ve been fabulous, and yet… I feel my vote must be righteous!”

Mercedes Benz honks a short “Hooonk!” and revs. No one is sure if it’s advice or a plea for mercy.

Springtrap (leaning in, whispering to Steve):
“Fear, human fear… that’s what guides decisions. Observe.”

🍡 Marshmallow Voting

Safe Marshmallows go to:

Steve

Binah

Luigi

Retro

Parcelboy

Remaining Contestants:
Mercedes Benz, Spamton, Thomas Jefferson Miku Binder, Springtrap

Chris McLean:
“Alright, last round. Only one of you gets a marshmallow. The rest… well, you know the Boat of Losers awaits.”

Thomas Jefferson Miku Binder:
“Gosh, this is dramatic! The stakes! The flair! I simply cannot fail! My vote… it must be precise!”

Spamton (spasming, voice glitching):
“YOUR [VOTE] MUST CLICK!!! CHOOSE OR BECOME [DELETED]!!!”

Mercedes Benz honks and revs impatiently — trying to communicate, but unintelligible.

Springtrap (smirking):
“This is amusing. The fear of being chosen… delicious. Observe carefully.”

🌙 The Reveal

Chris picks up the last marshmallow and tosses it carefully. One by one:

Thomas Jefferson Miku Binder catches his marshmallow with flair.

Mercedes Benz honks mournfully — she is left without a marshmallow.

Spamton tries to lunge, but Chris holds him back.

Springtrap leans back, grinning — also safe.

Chris McLean:
“No marshmallow… you’re off the island.”

Mercedes Benz revs sadly, honks once, and is lifted toward the Boat of Losers.

Steve (watching, concerned):
“That… that poor car. We’ve never voted a vehicle before.”

Binah (calmly):
“Decisions must be made. Even if it’s unconventional.”

Spamton (twitching violently, shouting):
“NOOO!!! MY [BIG SHOT]… DEAD END!!! CLICK-CLACK HOO!!!”

Springtrap (to himself):
“Fascinating. Even non-human entities suffer… human fear is universal.”

Thomas Jefferson Miku Binder (dramatic flourish):
“Oh, Mercedes! Your engine roars through my soul!”

🌌 Closing Notes

Eliminated: Mercedes Benz

BIG SHOTS morale: shaken, especially Thomas and Parcelboy — the group realizes nothing is safe, not even a sentient car.

Team reflection:

Steve quietly vows to strategize harder.

Binah observes the camp, noting fear and hesitation.

Spamton mutters fragmented phrases about email chains and deleted files.

Springtrap smirks, seeing the psychological ripples of the elimination.

The Boat of Losers drifts quietly into the night, carrying Mercedes Benz off the island. The remaining contestants huddle around the fire, exhausted, wary, and paranoid about the next day’s challenges.