Director: Dear Chairman. Our records in this matter are impeccable, and I will refer you to them. It is true that we were granted the use of only one A.I. program, yet with special permission to conduct our experiments. That is all we were allowed to do, and that is all we have done. Of course, I am sure that you will agree, that the core mission of any scientific endeavour, is to find creative solutions to... unexpected problems.
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Wash and Church take cover behind a doorway as the Reds fire on their position.
Washington: Where did these guys come from?
Church: I have no clue!
Washington: Do you think they're working with the Meta?
Church: Working with them? These guys don't do much working of any kind, so... no.
The radio then sounds out.
South: Wash, it's South! I'm here with Kan and the other blue idiot. We found Cal but he's knocked out.
Washington: Okay, stay there. I'll be there as soon as I can.
Caboose: Agent Washington! Agent Washington! Is Church there?
Washington: Yeah, he's fine.
Caboose: Oh! Okay, um, tell him that I hope he is fine and that-
South: Will you get the fuck off the radio?!
Wash steps out of cover and sees them on a platform.
Washington: Look, there they are.
Church: Is Caboose okay?
Washington: Hold on. Let me pull up the biocomm. Check his pulse rate.
Wash does just that while looking at Church.
Church: Uh... you can monitor our vitals?
Washington: I can check on the whole squad during combat. Keeps me up to date. It doesn't work on you for some reason.
Church: Yeah uh ah, sure there's a... perfectly, logical, explanation for that.
Washington: We need to get to Cal. My HUD says he's alive but hurt.
Church ducks out and fires at Caboose, then comes back in.
Church: Did I get Caboose?
Washington: Stop that! And you missed him.
Church: Fuck! Sun was in my eyes.
Over to the Reds, firing from behind cover.
Sarge: Simmons, keep firing. Don't let up!
Simmons: Yes, sir!
Grif: And get the grenades out there!
Simmons: Yes, sirs!
Sarge: Grif, stop confusing everybody. I'm callin' the shots.
Grif: We're the same rank now, I can do whatever I want.
Sarge: You're not qualified to lead in battle!
Grif: Qualified? How hard could it be? Simmons, you're doing a terrible job, and you should try to win harder. I mean try harder. To win.
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Red vs Blue: Heavy 'META'L
AdventureAfter the events of Blood Gulch, Slade, AKA Agent California, rescues his friend Washington from the Meta before he was killed. Together, they reunite the Reds and Blues in order to take down the Meta before he gets his hands on all the AIs made by...
