Red Vs Blue, & there's Magenta: Recreation

Chapter 11 Dumb Cop, Bad Cop

Ruby: Hgagagergrk. Wh-What the?! Where am I-

Allison: Shhhh!

The AI unpossessed her host in a pyramid near the entrance to the temple of Sandtrap.

Ruby: What's going on?

Allison: Remember that asshole back there? Let's just say I had to stop you from killing him.

Ruby's eyes suddenly widened as her grip on her gun tightened.

Ruby: Where. Is. He?!

Allison: Ruby, calm down! You'll get everyone killed!

The magenta girl was about to object, but came to her senses. She took deep breath after deep breath, catching her bearings. . . .

Ruby: Sorry. . . Whats the situation?

Allison: The guys are playing along with his game. We need to find a way into that temple, I have a feeling that whatever they want is in there.

The ravennette peaked out of the pyramid and looked around before backing up into the pyramid. She ran her hand along the walls. . . . She pulled her hand back and looked at her fingers, noticing that the sand on the wall came off. She ignited her crimson energy sword and smiled.

Ruby: I have an idea. . . .

*With the Others*

Grif stood next to a ton of equipment beneath a bridge connecting two pyramids while everyone else was gathered near a jeep.

Grif: *turns on radio* Simmons! Come on. Simmons, are you there or what?!

He only received static.

Grif: Okay, I give up. Something's wrong with the radio now too. I'll go check their jeep.

He walked over to the others and began inspecting it alongside South.

Sarge: What the hell's wrong with this jeep anyway? Doesn't have a turret.

Caboose: Maybe it's just a car?

Sarge: What does that mean?

Caboose: You know, like a car. A regular car.

Sarge: What kind of car doesn't have a massive cannon on it?

Caboose: Oh, all kinds of cars. Most kinds of cars.

South: Its a Scout Warthog, it's meant to be fast and the turret just weighs it down.

Sarge: That's ridiculous! The turret fires so fast it propels the vehicle forward!

South: *sighs*

Kaikaina: Mom never let us have a car, not after the one time I crashed into a propane tank.

Grif: I'm still mad about that.

Kaikaina: Oh, suck it up.

Grif: Damn it! What kind of scout vehicle doesn't have a damn radio?

South: Now that you mention it, that is weird.

Grif: Someone yanked it out. Why would they deliberately pull the radio out of their own jeep?

Delta: It is possible that an AI program, such as Omega and Beta, are nearby. Another possible option was to prevent someone from calling for reinforcements. The ladder is the more likely solution.

South: Sounds just like that asshole.

Caboose: Let me take a look at guys.

Grif: What? You want to confirm that there is no radio?