Follow Ash and his explosive experiments as he goes through adventures with his friends on Red Team and those Dirty Blues.
Season 1-10
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Fade in to Epsilon and Caboose wandering some halls
F.I.L.S.S: Please watch your step. Director, since you have a new visitor with you today, would you like me to run the tutorial program?
Caboose: Yes, always run that. No seriously you need to run that. No it's, really you need to, you need to turn that-
Epsilon: Yeah okay shut up dude. Yes, please run the tutorial program.
Caboose: Oh thank God.
Chime Sounds, and F.I.L.S.S. talks
F.I.L.S.S: Hello, and welcome to the Freelancer Off-site Storage Facility. Project Freelancer is a state of the art scientific endeavour, with one goal in mind: to ensure the security of humanity in a harsh and violent Galaxy. This bunker has been constructed to guarantee the continued operation of our program, in the event of a primary facility loss. This storage area archives all the components of our Freelancer simulation bases. These outposts test our agents in realistic training scenarios.
Caboose: Yeah, we're on the Blue Team!
F.I.L.S.S: I am sorry, I do not recognize that term. Our simulation outposts are categorized into Red, and [entry missing]. Hmm, it seems as though I have a corrupted database. I will correct that when I have more time.
Caboose: Uheh- there's our old stuff! And there's a teleporter! Man, Tucker hates those.
Epsilon: Don't interrupt. Come on. This way.
F.I.L.S.S: When the equipment is not being used, it is stored here until it can be repurposed for- oh. I guess we are moving on.
Epsilon and Caboose come to a door at the end of a hallway
Caboose: Well what's this?
F.I.L.S.S: I am sorry, this area is restricted. Only the Director himself may access this entry. I am sure you understand. The nature of our experiments is such that-
Epsilon: Open it.
F.I.L.S.S: Excuse me Director?
Epsilon: I want you to open it.
F.I.L.S.S: Are you certain Director? You never bring visitors into this-
Epsilon: I said, open it.
F.I.L.S.S: Alright. Unlocking.
The door unlocks and opens.
F.I.L.S.S: Would you like me to archive your ...personal project?
Epsilon: No. Let's see everything.
F.I.L.S.S: If you say so Director.
Cut to the Reds at the outside of the hugely complex, high tech facility
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