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SURVIVOR : BRAZIL

Key
*~* = Private Conversation
=()=Name = Confessional from a player

Dunatos Tribe
=()=James "It's day thirty six. The day of tribal council number twelve. I can't stand being voted off before Mark or Phoebe or Tatiana. I just can't."

=()=Mark "It's either James or myself going tonight. No doubt in my mind."

"There's not much strategy going on today, is there?" James asked everyone, openly. Everyone glared at him. "No, not really." Tatiana said, dryly. "Heh." James said.

The two walked into the bushes.
*~* "Well?" James asked Tatiana. "Well, what?" Tatiana asked him back. "Who are we voting for?" James asked her. "Well, it's either you, Mark, or Phoebe." She smiled at him. "Phoebe." James said, simply. "Why Phoebe?" Tatiana asked him. "Mark isn't a threat. He won't win the next Immunity." James said, this time, a little more sarcastically. "Good point. I'll tell Sonja." Tatiana walked away, towards Sonja.

She started whispering. "We're voting Phoebe." She smiled. "Why?" Sonja asked. "Because. Trust me on this one." Tatiana looked at Sonja, smiling.

"Come on guys. We should head out." Mark smiled, as he grabbed his torch. "All right." James got up, and got his torch. "Let's go guys. And good luck." Sonja smiled, as they walked to Tribal Council.

-Tribal Council 12-
-Day 36-
-Tribal Council Area-

"Welcome, Dunatos." Jeff smiled, as the five members walked in. "Again, at each tribal council, we bring in the jury. So, let's bring 'em in." Jeff said, looking towards the entrance of Tribal Council. Helga came out first, followed by Rachel, then Taly, and Marianne. Helga noticed Sonja's immunity necklace immediately.

"Well, let's start with the questions. James; your streak was over, thanks to Sonja. Are you mad at Sonja?" Jeff asked him.

"No. Not at all. It's a game, and we all want Immunity. I'd greatly appreciate it if she lost on purpose though." James smiled, and winked back at Sonja.

"Well, then." Jeff began. "Phoebe. Did you need the Immunity necklace?" Jeff asked her.
"No. I don't believe I did." Phoebe smiled.

"Sonja. I've asked this one before. Has your strategy changed, throughout the past three days?" Jeff asked her.
"No. Not at all. I've tried to play the best game I possibly could, and try to take the paths that would take me the farthest. So far, I've done pretty well." Sonja smiled at Jeff, as he looked at Mark.

"Mark. The jury. People you voted out; and are asking to vote for you in the end. Do you think if you were on the jury, you'd think of this game differently?" Jeff asked.
"Of course. If I were on the jury, I'd think that I lost. And I'm a loser. And I'm only here to decide who wins money. But as a player, I think that I'm going to WIN the money." Mark smiled, as Jeff glared at Tatiana.

"Finally, Tatiana. Do you have a pretty good idea of who gets your vote tonight?"
"Believe it or not; yes." She smiled.

"Well, there's five of you left. I won't stall any longer. Let's see who makes it the final four. For a change, Sonja, you can go up first." Jeff smiled, as Sonja smiled back at him. She got up to the voting podium, and wrote down a name.
"Erg… This is one of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make in my whole entire life. I said before I was trying to choose the right path to head down; and here it is. The path that will lead me to victory. Sorry." She wrote a sad face with tears, and took her seat.

"James, you're up." Jeff said, as James got up.

"Phoebe. Because Pahohe says so." He smiled, and sat down.
Third was Mark. "Tatiana. No reason…except that I believe you're getting most of the votes tonight…and I have to get to the final four. No matter what." Mark frowned, and sat down.
Phoebe was fourth. She voted, and sat down.
Last was Tatiana. "Pheebs. I'm sorry. I really am." Tatiana wrote a sad face on her card, and sat down.

"I'll get the votes." Jeff said, as he left to get the container.
He returned. "Well, here it is. The final four tabulator. Once the votes are read, the decision is final. That person will be asked to leave the tribal council area immediately.
I'll read the votes." Jeff took out the first vote, and unfolded it.

"Pheebs." Phoebe smiled, as she saw the sad face.
"Second vote…Tatiana.
That's one Tatiana, one Phoebe." Tatiana frowned, as she stared at Mark.

"Third vote…Phoebe." Jeff unfolded the third vote, as Phoebe nodded.

"Fourth vote…Tatiana." Jeff unfolded the second to last vote.
"Two votes for Tatiana. Two for Phoebe."

"Final vote…"
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"And the sixth person voted out of the Dunatos tribe…"
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"And the twelfth to be voted out of the game…"
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"AND, the fifth jury member…"
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Jeff unfolded the vote, and showed it to everyone.
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Tatiana frowned, as Jeff read the name.
"Tatiana." Tatiana sat there, staring at the sad face with tears on the card.
"Tatiana. That's three votes. You'll have to bring me your torch." James looked in shock, as well as Phoebe. Tatiana got her torch, and brought it to Jeff. He placed it. "I'm sorry Tatiana. But the tribe has spoken." Jeff snuffed out her torch, as a tear ran down Tatiana's eye.
She hugged James and Phoebe, and eyed down Mark and Sonja. She then walked the infamous walk of shame…as Taly and Marianne looked on.

"Well, the final four. You guys, there's only three days left. You can all head back to camp." Jeff said, pointing towards the entrance of Tribal Council. The four of them got up, and left.
They were the final four: James, Sonja, Mark, and Phoebe.

****~~~~~****** Tatiana's Final Words ~~~~~~******~~~~~~~
"I can't believe it. I'm voted out. I'm still drying to wipe away the tears. It's been a great game. I came so close though! I still can't believe I lost. I want to thank the twelve people I've come in contact with; it was such a wonderful experience.
Again, thanks. I'll see you at the end folks…this is Tatiana…voted off. Heheh."

NEXT TIME ON : SURVIVOR : BRAZIL,
Three days remain.
Two Immunities.
Three Tribal Councils.
ONE, SURVIVOR!



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