Red vs Blue (Male OC Insert) [Being heavily overhauled]

Relocated Chapter 1

Fade in to an overhead view of the two bases, and something blue shoots out from the top of one

Cut to Grif and Simmons watching from afar

Grif: I'm telling you, this is a whole new world for us. New bases, new armor, it's a fresh start.

Simmons: Then why the fuck are we still having the same stupid conversation?

Grif: Just think! You know how people say "If I knew then what I knew now?" Whell that person is you, and you already know it! And the "then" is right now!

Simmons: What?

Grif: Don't you regret anything from our last assignment? Like all your mistakes?

Simmons: I didn't make mistakes, you made mistakes.

Grif: Exactly, you set too high of a bar, and that made it harder for the rest of us.

Simmons: There is no "rest of us," there's just you. And, you suck. The bar has nothing to do with it. If the bar was set any lower, you'd just hit your fucking head on it. Or accidentally eat it.

Sister: Can you two stop talking, it's fucking annoying.

South: Yeah for once shut the fuck up. I've only known you guys for a short amount of time but you are all fucking annoying.

Grif: You need to loosen up. We got a good thing going here, I mean this is an easy gig. We need to make the most of it. You should question authority every now and then.

Simmons: What? I question authority.

Grif: Asking Sarge "Can we have more work," is not questioning authority.

South: Yeah, that's just sad.

Simmons: Well Grif, technically, that is a questi-

Sister & Grif: Stop it.

Simmons: Besides, all you ever do is waste time.

Grif: Waste time? I make time. Every second Sarge spends arguing with me, is one second I don't have to do something stupid like, clean our guns 'er, whatever it is he's always making you do.

Simmons: You dumbass, we have to maintain our equipment. Otherwise-

The vehicle Sarge was working on (did I mention he was working on a vehicle? Sarge was working on a vehicle) throws off parts with a loud crashing sound

Sarge: Gaw... ah, son of a bitch!

Dhuka: Stupid, human.

Grif: See? That should keep him busy for at least like-

Sarge: South, sister, alien, Simmons, Grif! Front and center!

Dhuka: My name is Dhuka, You damn human!

Grif: Dammit.

Simmons: Nice plan, jackass. Clearly it's working flawlessly.

Sarge: Hussle up, idiots!

Cut to a nice pan shot of Blue Base, ending on Caboose apparently welding something, then cuts to Valkyrie, Ophelia, Tex, and Sheila over Ghost's body

Valkyrie: Why won't he wake up?

Tex: If we knew that he would be awake.

Ophelia: Then we need to find a new way to wake him.

Sheila: Bloodline...

Nothing happens

Sheila just looks downwards in sadness

Cut back to the Reds