Red vs Blue Revelation male oc

Standardized Testing

Three gunshots are heard, then Tex is seen standing over three dead bodies.

Church: Wow. You took all those guys out at once? Was that really necessary?

Tex: Ah, they'll live.

Church: No... They won't.

Tex: Oh. Yeah, I see your point. Come on, let's get inside.

Church: Ok. Man... Those guys got fucked up... What? Wait a minute... Oh no...

Church has a flashback of Tex walking into the base at Valhalla.

Church: Tex, hold on a second!

Tex: What's wrong?

Church: Um... Yeah... Don't know if I mentioned this before, but I've kind of had psychic visions about this place. Yeah, I thought it was Valhalla at first, but I guess it turns out it was here... Probably should have told you this earlier.

Tex: Yes, you should have told me this earlier.

Church: Well I'm telling you now, does that count?

Tex: Do you think it counts?

Church: Nah, probably not.

Tex: You're not psychic, genius. You're just remembering. You've been here before. We all were. This is where they moved Alpha. After a few of us Freelancers went rogue, we compared notes and pieced together what they were doing to him. I convinced them to come back. Break him out. The project moved him here to try to protect him, so that they could keep experimenting on him.

Church: Woah... You were in charge of the break in?

Tex: I couldn't just let them destroy him. He was being tortured. The Director had even started to use some of the other AI against him. Think about that. Turning his own pieces against him? It's sick. Gamma and Omega would fabricate scenarios where he was designed to fail, and they made it seem like his failures were hurting all of the people he cared about. And there was nothing he could do about it. It drove him mad, broke him down even more.

Church: But you came back. You saved him.

Tex: No... I didn't. It was too late. By the time I got to him, he was already long gone. I don't even think he recognized me. I failed... Only in my case, it really was my fault.

In the desert, the Meta is beating the corpses of the Aliens.

Washington: Doc, do you have a second?

Doc: I'm a prisoner, Wash. I have nothing but seconds.

South: Ya Wash.

Washington: Right, good point.

Doc: I mean, you don't even need to ask. You can just be like "hey, prisoner number one and two, come over here and talk to me, grrr I'm a Freelancer grrr."

South: That would be the Meta when he talked 

Washington: OK, I get it.

Doc: Yeah, you really need to step up your hostage taking skills.

Washington: Stop lecturing me, or I will shoot you, and feed you to the Meta.

South: Wash did Sigma make him a cannibal?

Doc: ...Does he eat people?

Washington: Do you really want to find out?

South: Would be interesting.