Red vs Blue Season 5: Male OC

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Ship
Inside the ship, to the computer readouts.

Sheila: Hello, and thank you for activating the M808- wait a minute. Where am I?

Caboose: Sheila! You're awake! I am so happy, look- we got you a new place to live. Now you are the big ship lady.

Sheila: I like it. It is so roomy. Much nicer than that stuffy old tank.

Caboose: And now... you can fly.

Sheila: Are you the pilot Caboose? Shall I run the tutorial program?

Caboose: Mmm, yeah. Uh, let's not do that right now.

Underground Cavern
To the underground cavern view screen the Reds are looking at.

Sarge: Look they're invading our base! And we're not even there to defend it. Oh the humiliation! Men, this aggression cannot stand. We'll beat those Blues all the way back across the canyon. This is the moment we've all been training for!

Grif: Training? We haven't done any training. Wait, is sleep considered training?

Leo: Sleeping isn't training, Grif! I gave you plenty of opportunities to join me, in my training session, you know.

Grif: You mean those torture sessions? I'll pass.

Sarge: Simmons, as with all our battle plans, I need you to punch Grif in the back of the head. Simmons? Simmons!

Simmons: Uh huh, yeah, I agree. Everything you say is right, Red Team's great... hooray.

Sarge: Simmons, stop watching those T.V.s.

Donut: Yeah, Simmons, give it up. There's not gonna be any more pictures of naked girls on there.

Leo: Yeah, I think that's um... enough naked girls, for today.

Simmons: Shut up, you guys don't know that. Stop saying that. They don't know what they're talking about.

Sarge: Men, this won't be easy. The Blues will be totally bunkered down. At both bases, which gives them an enormous strategic advantage! But we're the Red Team.

A flag comes into view behind Sarge, and someone starts singing

Sarge: Sure, you might not be the best squad... might not be smart... or energetic, or have any skills that qualify you for duty in any other legitimately recognized military unit. However-

Leo: Uuuh guys, where did that flag come from?

Grif: Flag, who gives a fuck about the flag? How about who's singing?

Sarge: But with precise operations, and proper communication, we will emerge victorious! With a little luck, one of us in particular will die a horrible death! Either at the hands of the Blues, or as part of a cunning distraction by yours truly.

The singing stops.

Simmons: Why don't we just take over Blue Base?

Sarge: Nonsense! At Blue Base they're much more fortified. Blue Base has turrets. Blue Base has a tank!

Leo: Are we just going to ignore, who the hell was singing!

Grif: (Sighs) Just accept it Leo, we've already lost enough brain cells in this Canyon.

Simmons: But, Blue Base has no one in it.

Sarge: What?

Simmons: Look, see? They're all gone.