Tucker and Caboose on top of the blue baseTucker: Man Caboose, you were asleep for a long time. What were you dreaming about?
Caboose: Oh, nothing. I do not like to dream. I try not to think while I'm sleeping.
Tucker: That's pretty much how you function when you're awake, too.
Caboose: I think consistency is important.
Church: Well you look okay... then again that's... just the armor. How d'you feel?
Caboose: Great! ...Who're you?
Church: Oh COME ON, not this again! How can you seriously not remember me?
Caboose: Oh of course, I remember you... you're Marvin.
Church: I'm Church.
Caboose: I think I would remember a name that ridiculous. Nope, you are definitely Phil.
Church: You killed me with the tank.
Caboose: Dave.
Church: You insulted my girlfriend, you called her a cow?
Caboose: Karen.
Tucker: Dude, he called her a slut.
Caboose: Phineous?
Ghost: She's your ex-girlfriend dumb ass.
Caboose: Hi Ghost!
Ghost: How are you doing?
Caboose: I'm doing fine.
Church: How do you remember him?
Caboose: He is my friend.
Church: Your whole life is based around pleasing me.
Caboose: Wally.
Church: In fact...
Caboose: Milo?
Church: I think you're kind of obsessed with being my best friend.
Caboose: Ghost is my best friend. (turning to Tucker and whispering loudly) The new guy is pretty full of himself.
Church: New guy, what the- I'm not the new guy, you're the new guy.
Tucker: I don't know, I kinda like it. I could get used to calling you Rookie.
Church: Oh yeah? Could you get used to me beating you to death?
Caboose: What's wrong with the rookie? He seems mad.
Church: Oh son of a bitch.
Caboose: Susan?
Cut to the red base. Donut is jumping in the middle, trying to get on the upper level, including grunting jumping effort noises, while Grif watches
Grif: Donut, there's no way you can jump that high.
Donut: Yes I can. (jumps) (while jumping a second time) Yes I can.
Simmons: What the hell is he doing?
Grif: Losing a bet.
Donut: Oah, I almost got it that time. Are you sweatin' yet, sucker!?
Grif: No, I can't sweat. Simmons' stupid sweat glands don't even work right.
Simmons: What? They were working when I gave them to you.
Grif: Please, I'm not moist in any of the usual places. If you want 'em back so bad, take 'em.
Simmons: (sigh) I can't. Sarge said that sweat makes my cyborg parts rusty, so, I'm cooled by freon now.
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Red vs Blue (Male OC Insert) [Being heavily overhauled]
FanfictionYou were one of the first freelancers and one of the best you could never fill a mission no matter what happens you always succeed no matter who you fight you always come out on top. You've lost a lot of people you care about in your life along with...