Red vs blue (Female OC) season 14

Rvb throwdown

Vic: Since the beginning, a single question has plagued the minds of Red Vs. Blue fans everywhere. No it's not "Do you ever wonder why we're here?", God knows we've run that one into the ground. Nope. The question is simple: Red Team or Blue Team? Well, clearly there's only one logical way to settle this: a battle of wits... and rhymes. * the words "RvB Throwdown" appear onscreen* Word to your mothers!

Cut to Sarge inside of a recording booth, with Church on the other.

Sarge: Hey there! Hey there recording guy! What's the order of this? This rap battle?

Church: Hey! Hey guys, is he going first or am I going first?

Sarge: Does it go him then me then me then him then me then him me?

Church: It's Red Vs. Blue, so he should go first, he's Red.

Sarge: Or does it go me him him me him him me me me me me him?

Church: "It's the fight of the ages, Red Vs. Blue, by the end of this battle you'll finally see *gibberish*-" What is that? Is that a sentence? Why do we let an Achievement Hunter write this stuff?

Sarge: When do I get my bling? The Warthog needs spinners!

Church: Who's going first in this thing, am I going first? Alright let's do this.

Announcer: IT'S TIME FOR A ROOSTER TEETH THROWDOWN! LEONARD CHURCH VERSUS SARGE! RAPPERS READY? THROWDOWN!

Church

It's the fight of the ages, Red Vs. Blue

Or it would be if anybody cared about you

By the end of this battle you'll finally see

Leader of a real team ain't as easy as it seems to be

You're trying to mold three wimps into men

And you only have one badass women on your team

I run the suit of the biggest badass there's ever been

Your shotgun's primed for a war you've been storming up

But back away my laser face has started warming up

Hate the people on your team you can barely control them

Got your ass kicked by freelancers Sarge, while I owned them

The Director a machine, you're a cadencing schmuck

Can't rap against a ghost, so BOO you bastard

My story's what fans and critics adore

I'll sum up yours in one word "snore"

This is all getting real, bitch, this isn't a game

All they call you is Sarge, that's not even a name

Sarge

Your rap is finally over the fat lady said

I'll kick your ass three times with a left, right, left

Sarge isn't a name, it's superiority

Unlike yours my team respects enough to bury dead me

You got rhymes more fruity than a strawberry Yoo-Hoo

I'll rip you so hard your whole team will go "Blue hoo"

You say you're a leader, oh man that's a riot

This sergeant's loading up to kick you straight in the privates

Red wins, Blue sucks, that's how it's always ended