hot ones versus.
outer banks cast | 19.

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Theadora enters the set of hot ones anxiously, knowing she isn't the best when it comes to spice in general. however, she's simultaneously buzzing with anticipation; this is her first time on the popular youtube series and she's excited to finally make her debut.

"thee!" one of theadoras co-stars, carlacia grant, calls her over as the cast gathers backstage for finishing touches by their glam teams. laci was the most prepared out of all them, seeing as she's been eating spicy foods since 'the womb.' she approaches their youngest cast member, holding out her phone as she records each co-stars' 'before' filming the episode. "i'm checking with everyone on how well they think they're gonna do. thea, how do you feel you're gonna fair here?"

"i'm a little scared, not gonna lie. i'm planning on just answering every question no matter what." thea giggles. "anything to avoid a death wing."

"all right guys, we about ready?" a producer calls and laci nods, pocketing her phone and joining thea as they walk onto set.

in front of a white backdrops sits a wide table, three chairs on either side while a single sits at the head. a stack of hot ones branded cue cards are placed at each spot, alongside seven glasses of milk and trays of wings.

the producer drapes a pair of headphones over his neck and gestures to the seven chairs. "all right, we got you guys split into two teams today with drew as the 'game leader' sort of thing. he'll be pitting each team against each other, but if you answer each question, he'll be the one eating a wing instead of the other team. make sense?" the cast all nods in unison. "perfect. theadora, madelyn, and carlacia, you'll be team a." he gestures to the three chairs on the left side. "and jonathan, chase, and madison will be team b."

they file into their correct seats; theadora sitting in between laci and maddie and across from bailey, who sat between the other two boys. drew takes his seat at the head of the table and the producer counts down before the cameras begin rolling. "all right, jonathan, you want to spin first?" the producer asks and jd nods, spinning a branded bottle of hot sauce like a board game spinner. the cap lands on thea's team and the other three clap, relieved to not be going first.

"alright, so as the only kook here, i'm pitting pogue against pogue in a three on three challenge." drew starts, reading off his first cue card. "lose a game or fail to answer a question, and your entire team must eat a death wing."

"death wing?" madison comments. thea chuckles nervously. "that's a little aggressive."

"however, if you pass my test I will suffer the wrath of the last dab. team madelyn, the bottle landed on you so you have to answer the first question."

"thea." drew turns to the youngest member. "outer banks has hooked viewers for four seasons with its countless twists and turns. name one storyline you think should have never made it out of the writers room."

"oh, this is good!" madelyn praises. theadora pokes her tounge into her cheek, thinking thoughtfully. jd watches with a smirk. "you wanna eat that wing?"

"no, no. i can answer this." theadora shakes her head. "hmm...i'd have to say making kiara have a thing with every single one of the pogues. i don't think that one was necessary. like, can't girls be friends with guys without kissing or sleeping with each one?"

"oooh." madison hums. "i like that." chase nods. "that's a valid answer."

"yeah, that's valid." drew goes to toss his card to the side. it slices through the air, just narrowly missing theadoras head and sharply grazing her shoulder.
"jesus!" she flinches, hand flying to her arm. "almost took me out!"

"shit, sorry." drew grimaces, reaching across carlacia to place an apologetic hand on the teens shoulder. chase nods to theadora. "thee's gonna need stitches from that card."

"wait, i'm gonna take my rings off first." drew removes his rings, placing them on the table before picking up his first wing and pulling it in half.

"ooh, you're shaking!" chase comments. "i know, i'm nervous." drew bites into the chicken wing and madison makes a face. "you don't have to eat the whole thing."

"no he does, shush!" jd hisses. drew turns red but continues biting into the wing. "i want to." drew coughs, forcing himself to swallow. "all right, it's getting a little hot." he washes the spice out with a glass of water and picks up the next card. "okay, this one's for chase: for those without time to binge watch the first three seasons of outer banks, provide a full recap of our show in thirty seconds. miss a single plot point and your entire team must eat a death wing."

chase turns to his team, "sorry in advance, guys."

"we are so cooked." jd shakes hands with madison, who agrees. "so fucking cooked."

the thirty second timer begins. "okay. the show starts when a hurricane hits and the pogues realize the powers out, john b's dad is missing...uh, dcs comes for john b. then he meets sarah cameron and the island is separated; they have a little fling while she's dating topper; they find out about his dad and his dads treasure; four hundred million in gold. they go after that, then they start dating, and then the ship that they're on gets hit by a storm and they get wrecked in the bahamas. they go after the gold...that does happen. they come back to the outer banks, try to go after the cross which is connected to pope. they don't find that, the cameron family does and they go—fuck." the timer goes off and chase curses.

"eat up!" carlacia cheers. madison throws up her hands. "did you have to talk about season one for twenty five out of thirty of the seconds?" the each pick up a wing. "cheers." bailey and jd chime unexcitingly. they each take a bite; madison immediately gasps. "oh. my. god. my body temperature is immediately like ten degrees up."

chases eyes turn red and theadora looks nervous. "i don't like the president we're setting." carlacia laughs at the teens mis-pronunciation of the word. "the president?"

"what—how do you say it? pres...press..."

"i know what you meant." madelyn giggles. "precedent."

"ohhh." thea throws her head back in realization. "yeah, that." chase chokes on his milk and madelyn asks, "do you have the hiccups?"

"don't worry about it."

"oh god." maddie laughs, looking down.

"carlacia." drew moves onto the next card. "though our series centers on a group of teenagers, our cast ranges from nineteen to thirty three years old."

madison laughs. "damn, thea's a baby."

"nah, you're all just old as hell." theadora teases as drew continues. "which of your costars is the least convincing teenager?"

"the least convincing?" laci repeats as bailey quips, "gee, i wonder."

"definitely chase." laci answers. the thirty two year old sighs. "is it the beard?"

theadora holds up her index finger and thumb, pinching them together. "it's the little date on your drivers license."

"ah shit." drew curses, realizing he must eat a second death wing. as he brings it to his mouth jd chuckles, "it's the worry in your eyes." still reeling from his turn, chase turns to his teammates. "i feel like i just met the devil."

"chase, let me see your eyes." theadora laughs. "you look like you did crack."

"look at his chest!" jd gestures, "he's sweating so bad."

drew picks up the next question, looking surprised. "oh, this is a wild card." a blow horn sounds from off camera and the cast jumps in surprise, "woah."

"all right. after five years of long shoot days in remote locations, our cast has become like a family." drew reads, "time to see how well you know your co-stars in a game of 'who posted it?' you will be shown a series of instagram photos and must correctly identify who's account it is from. the losing team must eat a death wing."

"you guys are next." jd threatens, "you're not gonna win this."

"no, no." madelyn argues, "we've got thea on our team."

"oh shit." chase curses. theadora spent more time on social media than all of them combined. he turns to jd. "yeah, we're cooked."

the first photo comes on screen: a corgi sitting on a sun-lit floor, looking through a wine glass. jd guesses first, "is that a drew starkey photo?"

one of the producers shakes his head. "that is not."

"first of all, who's dog is that?" carlacia jokes, "that would give us all the clues."

"yeah, who had a corgi?"

"madelyn?" guesses madison, unsure.

the producer goes to respond just as theadora shoots up a hand. "no, it's you maddie!" she points to bailey. "madison posted that."

"correct." the producer confirms just as a second picture comes on screen, displaying an image of several limes, in 'n out sauce packets, napkins, and two corona lite bottle caps all together on a plate.

madison guesses almost immediately. "madelyn?"

"gotta be." laci shrugs, nodding in agreement.

the producer confirms. "this is madelyn, yes!"

madison counts off on her fingers. "corona, in 'n out, it's gotta be cline."

the third image is of a dollar bill with an 'M' and 'Y' drawn on either end of the 'one', and 'fuck bitches get' written above in black sharpie. "oh, that's t.j."
jd answers immediately. "that's a t.j photo for sure."

"dude yeah." madison nods. "absolutely thea."

theadora laughs as the crew nods in confirmation, switching to the next image on the monitor of a naked barbie doll laying on a carpeted floor. thea immediately hits the table as though she's buzzing in. "maddie!" she clarifies, "cline. that's cline."

the fifth photo is of a pigeon and the cast almost unanimously shouts, "jd! jonathan daviss!"

a crew member nods to baileys team, "they got that one."

"fuck." madelyn curses as the final image comes on screen; it's two to three, with baileys team coming in first.

"shit." thea picks up her first wing, wrinkling her nose in disgust. "it even smells spicy."

"we got this." laci reassures. madelyn nods, "on three?"

"one, two, three." the girls each bite into a wing, recoiling at the spice. theadora eyes immediately begin to water. she grabs her glass of milk, chugging it nearly empty.

the opposing team laughs. "wow thee, you really can't handle spice, can you?"

theadora glares at chase, slowly raising a middle finger. she abandons the half-eaten wing as drew raises his next card. "all right, players choice. madelyn, ask one of your opponents any question you wish. they must answer truthfully or eat a death wing."

maddie sucks her teeth. "i'm not really good at creating things on the spot."

"you could be kind and give them an easy question if you wanna spare them." a producer off screen suggests.

"okay." maddie shrugs and drew curses, realizing he's going to have to eat a death wing. "ah-goddamn it!"

"if drew were a dog what kinda dog would he be?"

"ooh, a lab." jd answers immediately. he turns to drew, "eat the wing."

drew deflates, taking a bite. "i can't really feel my mouth."

"yeah, who needs it?" theadora shrugs as drew dabs his mouth with a napkin. "it starts to fizzle out and then it's back."

he collects himself and turns to bailey. "madison, while the show has taken our characters everywhere from south carolina to morocco, our most frequently used location might be the deck of a boat. i will name parts of a boat, and you must successfully identify them. get one wrong and eat a death wing."

a stagehand hands bailey a small plastic boat and madelyn gasps in recognition. "oh, not the malibu!"

"i'm just gonna pick up this wing now and get ready to eat it." jd sighs. chase nods, doing the same.

drew names the first boat part, "all right, where's the bow?"

"right here buddy." madison taps the plastic boat, correctly identifying the bow.

"identify the keel."

"what?" madison furrows her eyebrows. "you're making words up!" she flips the boat upside down. "i dunno, is it under here?"

"yeah, it's the bottom." drew confirms and maddie shrieks in surprise. "the hull."

"here buddy." bailey points to a plastic compartment toward the front of the boat. "let me in here." she pulls at the cap, growing frustrated when it doesn't budge. "bro, it's fucking—it's in here. that pocket."

drew shakes his head. "no, that outer shell."

"what?" bailey exhales, grabbing a wing. "so sorry. they've only let me drive the boat once."

"i will say, you did a damn good job." chase praises, "cheers." he clicks his wing against maddie's.

thea furrows her eyebrows, pointing to madelyn who's taking a bite from one of her wings. "cline!"

"i had a little extra!" madelyn finishes the meat and sets it back onto her plate.

"all right, we ready?" drew picks up the next card. "it's tradition around here to put a little extra on the last wing. you and your opponents can add an extra dab to your final wings now."

theadora makes a face. "we can or we have to?"

"you will." drew teases and her cast mates giggle. jd leans across the table, adding a small dab of hot sauce to his opponents final wings as his teammates do the same to their own. he shrugs off his jacket, "should take this off. it's getting hot."

drew holds up his final cue card. "the treasure of the royal merchant has caused many to betray their closest allies. this game is no different; we have come to the final winner-takes-all challenge. that's right, no more teams. it's everyone for themselves in the most cutthroat party game of the seven seas...musical chairs."

"okay, we're gonna have everyone stand up." a producer instructs from off camera. "we're gonna clear this table out of the way. let's bring in some chairs!"

"oh, y'all are cooked." theadora tsks, rising from her seat and joining her co-stars off camera as the stage crew sets up the game. "i'm a musical chairs champion."

"yeah okay, prove it." chase teases, shrugging his sweater back on. the producer calls them back to set and the cast shuffles back in front of the camera, crowding around six orange chairs forming a circle.

"don't do the thing where everybody just sort of stands still and—" chase is cut off as music begins to play, signaling the start of the game. "shit, we're starting."

theadora shuffles in between madelyn and drew, slowly moving around the circle of chairs. the latter steps menacingly close to the teen, pretending to try stepping on her heels. thea is unfazed, casually threatening over one shoulder, "i have heels on, starkey."

the music suddenly cuts and thea lunges for the closest chair. drew goes for the same one, practically sitting on top of the teenager. theadora grunts from underneath. "you're crushing me!"

drew laughs, noticing the situation. "oh, it's me." he huffs, getting off the girl and grabbing his final death wing. jd cheers. "eat your fourth wing, man!"

drew bites into the wing, making a face at he swallows. "all right, fuck you all." he narrows his eyes at the remaining cast, storming off screen as the group laughs loudly.

a crew member removes the sixth chair and the music restarts. the cast rises, slowly moving around the remaining five chairs. this time when the music stops, its carlacia who crashes into theadora.

"no!" thea shouts, throwing herself into the nearest chair. laci sits on the seats edge, "i sat first, i sat first!"

"but looks who's fully on!" thea shouts, gesturing to show she's fully on the seat while carlacia is only half on.

the older woman curses, accepting defeat. "fuck." she takes her final wing from her tray, biting into it effortlessly and without a single flinch at its spice. thea claps, "like a pro!" carlacia glares at the teen teasingly, making her way off screen. a stage hand removes a second chair, leaving four left.

the music restarts and theadora is now between jd and madelyn; the former walking dangerously close behind the teen. "why you gotta be up my ass?" thea sasses. just as she does so, she wobbles in her tall heels and jd quickly grabs her sides, steadying the younger girl. "woah, woah!" once she's re-balanced, he retorts, "learn to walk before talkin' shit."

theadora opens her mouth to retaliate just as the music stops and she easily slides into an empty chair. jd and bailey throw themselves into the same one beside her and maddie curses. "get your ass up!"

jd is unfazed. "you're outta here, goodbye."

"dude!" madison protests, rising to her feet.

"did you sit down first?" theadora asks, turning in her chair.

"yes!" maddie cries, turning to the crew. "isn't if you sit down first?"

"oh, we have the tape." jd points to the camera, "roll the tape."

"yeah, i'm a sore loser." madison agrees. "roll the tape."

the producer plays the clip on the large monitor, showing the two sitting at nearly the exact same time. "no, i got shoved!" madison protests, reluctantly grabbing her final wing. "whatever. i got this." she bites directly into the extra dab. "right on the sauce."

she finishes the bite and draws two fingers from her eyes to the remaining two girls. "lock in. lock in, ladies."

"we got you."

"i'm counting on you, thee." madison nods to the teen as she walks off screen and madelyn feigns a gasp, smiling.

a crew member removes a third chair and the game resumes. subconsciously theadoras fingers graze chairbacks and jd catches her, pointing it out. "why are you—look how she's caressing the chairs."

the music cuts out and thea launches herself into the nearest chair, cursing loudly as madelyn goes for the same one. "fuck!"

maddie just barely balances on the edge of the seat, accepting defeat. "damnit." she rises, using a cue card as a fan. theadora looks up at the blonde apologetically. "i'm sorry!"

madelyn giggles. "no, you win this thing girl!" she bites into her wing; using her makeshift fan as the spice hits, she calls off screen, "bailey, i'm sorry."

"bitch!" madison jokingly calls out. "thee, all you girl."

theadora nervously looks to either side, noticing its down to only chase, jd, and herself. as a crew member removes a fourth chair she mumbles, "i'm so screwed."

the final two chairs are set up back to back. thea stands straight as the music starts back up and the game resumes. jd laughs at the teen, "this technique thea's got going on is crazy."

"why're you all up in my business." theadora states matter-of-factly, focus not straying from the remaining two chairs. the music cuts and she lunges for an empty chair.

jd and chase go for the same one. "i got the fat ass, i got the fat ass." the latter repeats. "that's all me."

"i got a full cheek on there!" jd protests.

"i got double cheeks!" chase argues back. jd sighs, clapping his co-stats shoulders. "ah, shit." he grabs his final wing from a crew member, easily biting into it without so much as making a face. he points to the camera with the bone, "see ya."

a crew member takes away the fifth chair. thea and chase stand head to head, each on opposite sides of the final seat. theadora exhales, extending a hand to her oldest cast mate. "may the best actor win."

chase looks down. "shit."

the music resumes and the pair slowly walks around the final remaining chair. from off screen, bailey chants, "come on thea." madelyn shouts, "yeah thea!"

theadora strategically slows around the seat of the chair and chase laughs. "taking your sweet time."

"thea, get around!" bailey shouts and theadora takes this advice, booking it around the back of the chair until she's directly behind chase, who must keep moving.

"pull it!" jd cups both hands around his mouth as he shouts to chase. "pull it hard!"

the music stops and chase does just that; only thea is ready. she moves with the chair, throwing herself backwards and clinging onto the seat for dear life. the maddie's cheer, applauding her performance.

chase laughs, throwing an arm around the teen. "you were gonna yank it out from underneath me!" thea cries, offended. she points to jd, "you asshole!"

"i told y'all to put your money on that girl!" bailey reminds. thea lets out a laugh, catching her breath as chase eats his last wing.

the entire cast gathers back in front of the camera once more, clapping as drew hands theadora her hot ones versus trophy. "great job, thee."

"i just wanna say this win is fully because of that last round." the teen admits wholeheartedly, "if it had anything to do with the actual wings there's no way."

"yeah, you're scary when you get competitive." drew admits, hands on the younger girls shoulders. chase nods in agreement, "she's been preparing for this her whole life. musical chairs champion."

"i warned you!" thea recalls, turning to the monitor as she reads her final cue. "outer banks part one is now streaming on netflix, and part two is out november seventh!"

she speaks !
hi! two things:
1. took rudy out only bc hes not normally in a ton of press videos  and i still wanted 7 cast members to keep the teams even and drew as the game leader.
2. i think im going to start slowly editing and transferring the press interviews under 'videos' to 'real life', so keep an eye out for that :)