Fade in to the ship from above, with a looong pause...Vic's Voice Mail: To hear these options in Spanish, press dos.
Church: I hate you!
Vic's Voice Mail: *beep*
Church: Vic, it's Church, I need y-
Vic's Voice Mail: I'm sorry, but this person's voice mailbox is full.
Church: Uhchmmm I'm gonna kill myself. I'm gonna kill myself.
Doc: Uh, what was all that about?
Church: Doc, we are royally screwed. Half our team is down, and I think th-
Doc: No it's not, look! Caboose is already back in action.
Cut to Caboose emerging from Blue Base in the distance
Caboose: I'm okay! I'm okay!
Caboose collapses again, but this time in the warmth of the sun
Caboose: I'm not okay!
Doc: He's fine.
Church: Like I was saying, half the team is down, and the half that's left, sucks. So all the Reds need to do is attack us, and we're dead.
Baby Alien: Hnnk!
Church: Oh right, and I have to kill this fucking thing.
Caboose: Also I see a big ship. Now I know I'm hallucinating!
Church: Oh I forgot that part! The Reds also have an enormous ship that was sent by their Command. Probably has a huge fucking weapon on it. Like a nuke, or a biological weapon that's gonna melt our skin, or a genetic weapon that's gonna make everyone in blue armour sterile... awesome.
Doc: Hmm. Maybe this isn't the best time to remind you that technically I'm neutral in this conflict.
Church: Doc, I don't think the situation could get much worse. I mean the ship is bad enough, but God knows what kind of reinforcements they have in that thing. Could be a whole new squad! Or a freelancer! Or-
Cut to the Reds mid-sentence, standing in front of a new person in yellow armour
Simmons: Grif's sister?
Grif's Sister: Yeah. Isn't that cool?
Sarge: You know I always knew there was a genetic possibility that Grif would have blood relatives. But I always held on to the hope that he was the horrible by-product of an experiment on a turd manufacturing plant!
Grif: Go home.
Grif's Sister: What?
Grif: Go home, right now. Get in your ship, uncrash it, and fly it home.
Grif's Sister: Whatever. Make me.
Grif: As much as I don't wanna spoil my reputation as a do-nothing slacker, I will not hesitate to beat you senseless and drop you in that ship myself.
Grif's Sister: I thought you would be happy to see me.
Grif: How did you even get here, we're in the future!
Simmons: Hmm, I think I know how. Did you use your hyperdrive to get here, or just the light drive?
Grif's Sister: Which one is the hippie drive? Is that the one with all the knobs or is it the other one with all the knobs?
Simmons: Yeah, she probably came here just using the light drive. And as Einstein theorized, in his theory of relativity-
Grif: English.
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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...