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

Recreation Chapter 19: Think You Know Someone

Fade in to a repeat of the last scene from the previous installment, followed by Tucker emerging from his landing place

Tucker: Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Tucker rides up over a ridge in some kind of treaded vehicle, and overshoots the motorcycle completely

Tucker: Fuck.

Caboose: Cannon's charged.

Sarge: Okay then fuck it, shoot 'em.

Caboose fires the cannon at the jeep and blows those guys to hell

Grif: Well that was anti-climactic as fuck

Tucker emerges from his landing place, just like I promised

Tucker: Uh hey guys. Sorry about that.

Caboose: Tucker where did you get that?

Tucker: Oh, this is my ride. The aliens gave it to me as a gift. Pretty fucking cool.

Grif: Did they give you driving lessons too?

Tucker: No we kinda skipped that part. But it looks awesome.

The aliens are in a hovering craft shooting at C.T.

C.T.: Ah! Move you piece of shit!

After some cat and mouse that you really have to see to believe, C.T. rams the alien craft with his jeep and destroys it

Caboose: There he is!

Tucker: You guys follow him, I'll cut him off.

Caboose: We can't lose Church.

Tucker: We won't!

Caboose: You always say that, but we always do!

Back at Blue Base, Simmons can't start the car

Simmons: God dammit, it won't start.

Lopez: El quitó probablemente el arrancador.

Caption: He probably removed the starter. That's what I would do.

Simmons: Hmm, it looks like he disabled the starter.

Lopez: Realmente. Nada mierda.

Caption: Really. Well, no shit.

Donut: What do we do!?

Lopez: Empujaremos el coche. Usted hace estallar el embrague!

Caption: Stay in there! We'll push the car. You pop the clutch!

Donut: It's no good! We can't do anything!

Lopez: Seriamente. Solamente diez pies!

Caption: Seriously. We only need to push it about ten meters!

Donut: All hope is lost.

Check it out, the Meta's coming

Simmons: Oh no the Meta!

Lopez: Oh mierda.

Donut: What're we gonna do without any ammo? We're trapped.

Simmons: Hah, this thing always has ammo.

Simmons hops in the back to man the turret

Lopez: No dará vueltas sin la energía, idiota.

Caption: You won't be strong enough to turn it without power.

Simmons starts firing, but can only turn it a tiny distance

Simmons: Oh fuck.

Lopez: Usted puedo convencerlo quizá colocarse delante de él.