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Total Drama Universal Restraints Inn	By : Flashlight & Zetastrophe-Now Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 14143 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Ira had only three female contestants to go. Ira has been through many challenges, but what Ira was about to put himself through may prove to be very difficult. Ira, however, was ready for the challenge. Ira pulled out his phone and dialed the phone number of a jock named Jo, ready to test his might.
Jo was a hefty female with a strong devotion to competition. Jo's purple eyes define her nobility, and her hair had a golden appearance. Jo's nobility was about to be tested by the ring of her cordless phone. "What do you want?"
"Hello, Jo... I'd like to have a word with you."
"What is it, Ira?"
"Well, how about you and me go one-on-one against each other. If you win, I'll let you go. If I win, you'll be admitted into the Daemon Wing. Do we have a deal?"
"You're on, Ira!"
"Are you sure about that, Jo? The Daemon Wing is a very touchy place, so I don't recommend taking this challenge."
"Do not try to test my patience, Ira. I already told you that I'll get in the zone."
"Okay then. Don't say I didn't warn you." Ira hung up and smirked.
"What was that all about?"
"You'll see, Chris..." Ira replied.
At Jo's house, Jo prepared herself for the fight. She removed her exercise gear and her shoes, believing that the weight of the clothes may drag her down. Upon removing the rest of her clothes, Jo grabbed her bathing suit: a grey, one-piece swimsuit that appeared much like the ones seen on the female swimmers who entered the Olympics. After slipping on her swimsuit, Jo cracked her knuckles and walked out of her room. I'll be ready for you, Ira.
Jo walked downstairs and went to her front door. She then walked out of her house, only to see an empty front yard. "Yo, Pizza Pie! Where are you?!"
"I'm right here," Ira landed on the ground in front of Jo.
"Well, if it isn't Magnum Master, or should I say Magnetic Mustard?!"
Ira glared at Jo. Not only was Ira insulted by Jo's words, but he disliked the title he was given; a double-whammy on his end. "Look, why don't you put a lid on the talk and get to the action. Oh, and check your bum."
"What are you- Oh, goddammit!"
Jo pulled out two tranquilizer darts out of her left butt-cheek and tossed them aside. Jo then turned to Ira, giving him a cold face.
"Better watch it, Jo... I've been trained in the art of jujitsu."
"Whatever, Paprika!"
Jo charged at Ira, prepared to strike him. Ira dodged Jo's punch, although he was barely hit by the attack. Ira landed a karate chop against Jo's shin, but Jo didn't feel much pain.
"Ha!" Jo said. "You call that a move? Pathetic!"
Jo flailed at Ira, each swing missing Ira as he dodges. Jo's anger and failed swings made her more tired as she fought against the swift Ira. Unknown to Jo, Ira was only trying to wear her out.
Back at the inn, Chris watched Ira's battle with Jo, surprised about Jo's endeavor in spite of her weakened state, courtesy of two, well-aimed tranquilizer darts. "Wow... How did Jo manage to make it through that?"
Chef looked at Chris, hardly even faltered by Jo's endeavors. "I've been to a war, Chris. You do not want to know what it's like when you're out in the battlefield."
"Right..."
Back in the action, Jo stared at Ira, panting as the darts' chemicals wear her out. Ira, himself, was also sweating after much dodging. He stared at Jo, waiting for the right time to restrain her. After some moments, Jo went on her knees.
Now! Ira grabbed a set of restraints from a nearby patio table. He then ran to Jo, prepared to bind her.
The first restraint Ira used was a thickly padded, white nylon jumpsuit with attached mittens. Ira pushed Jo's legs into the leggings of the jumpsuit, ensuring that they were placed in the jumpsuit's attached boots. Ira then put Jo's arms into the jumpsuit's sleeves, bringing both sides together. Finally, Jo was zipped inside the suit, rendering her blind thanks to the jumpsuit's attached hood.
The second restraint is a leather restraint much like a straitjacket combined with a legbinder. Ira forced Jo into the straitjacket-like restraint, making sure that her arms were in the sleeves of the restraint as well. Ira crossed Jo's arms and strapped them to the back of the restraint.
After strapping Jo inside the restraint, Ira pulled out the final object: a canvas bodysack with an attached breathplay hood. He forced Jo into the sack, zipping the sack up once Jo is inside. Once he was finished, Ira stood up and looked at the defeated Jo.
"Well, looks like you lost, Jo." Ira folded his arms, smiling at the defeated Jo.
A pony cart arrived at Jo's house. Surprisingly, Samey, one of the twins, was pulling the cart.
"Samey? What are you doing here?"
"Wll," Samey said through the bit gag in her mouth. "Ah thaw thath Ah cud dmm a lithle favor."
"Well, that's nice of you, Samey. So... Where's Amy?"
"Shmm's home, probablmm thinthin abouth mm in thith outfith. Maybeh shmm thaw Ah wuth sethee in tha nood."
"Probably. You think you could take our next guest back to the inn?"
"Ah cud do thath."
"Good. I'll need a refresher when I get back. This girl is not easily persuaded."
Ira picked Jo up and put her in a trunk sitting at the back of the cart. Afterwards, Ira got in the seat of the cart. As soon as Samey was whipped, she rode off, pulling both contenders back to the inn. Well, I do not know how exhausting this one would be compared to the next target.

Author's Notes: The reason why Jo was put in the Daemon Wing was due to her competitive nature and her tendency to insult other people. She was also a part of the Villanous Vultures.
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