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In the temple, with the alien still firing a turret at Leo behind the box, then to the hallway where the others are. Sarge and Grif, who are taking cover behind a corner and avoiding gunfire.
Leo: (Yells) Where's my support here!?
Grif: (Shooting) I'm working on it!
Sarge: Grif, listen. We may not both make it out of this.
Grif: What?
Sarge: If you die, I think I'm prepared to live with that. I practiced it a lot. But there's also a chance you might survive and I won't!
Grif: (Irritated) There'd be a better chance if you'd help me shoot! (Starts to fire back at the alien)
Sarge: In case I don't make it, I can't help but think about all the future mistakes you're gonna make that I'm not gonna be there to scream at you about! That's why I'm leaving that job to Leo when I'm gone.
Grif: (Sarcastic) Oh, stop. I'm getting all teary-eyed.
Sarge: I just want to let you know that at my bunk back at the base, there's a recorder deck. I've prerecorded about 57 hours of rants that should be applicable in a variety of situations. Whenever you're feeling good about yourself, I want you to play one. And always remember! Somebody hates you.
The alien ceases gunfire once it notices Epsilon floating in the room above him and looks down at him.
Epsilon: Oh hey, alien. What's up?
The alien immediately drops his gun and bows down.
Tucker: Cease fire!
Grif stops shooting.
Epsilon: Um, the alien's being weird in here.
Leo: (Peeks Over the box) Is he bowing?
Tucker: Yeah, actually. Some of the aliens worship this ancient technology. This one probably thinks Church is sort kind of god.
Epsilon: Wow! Seriously? That's pretty fucking cool.
Leo: (Facepalm) Oh great.
Caboose: (Gasps) Maybe that's why your name is Church!!
Epsilon: (To Leo) So, if I'm god that would make you Jesus, then.
Leo: Yeeeaaah, no.
Epsilon: Oh, what's up, prayin' dude? How do ya' like me now? BIP-(Smashes a box into the alien)-O!
Tucker: W-T-Fuck! Why did you do that!? I think that's taking advantage of your deity status, dude!
Epsilon: Well, what good is being a god if you can't smite some people? Let's have fun...
C.T: The shots came from down here!
Epsilon: Yikes!
C.T: Form up, men!
Leo: Shit, here they come!
Epsilon: (Floats back into the other room and flees) Good luck, guys!
C.T charges in with another soldier and Smith who's surprisingly still alive.
C.T: Freeze! Lower your weapons!
The gang lower their weapons as other soldiers and aliens are seen rushing in from a different entrance.
C.T (To Tucker): You... do you have any idea how much trouble you've caused me? I should kill you right here.
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Red vs Blue Season 7: Male Oc
AdventureRvB Season 7, As the Reds and Blues get comfortable in their new bases. They reunite with old friends, while also meeting some new ones. The OC Leo is Owned by Me. Red vs Blue is Owned by "Rooster Teeth" The OC Wade is Owned by @DeadMC55
