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

Revelation Chapter 1: For Those Of You Just Joining Us...

Fade in to Doc in Valhalla, and radio sounds

Doc:    Come in Command. Come in Command, this is Medical Officer Dufresne. I have arrived at Freelancer Program Simulation Outpost Seventeen. Command? Come in? Come in, this is Medical Officer Dufresne. I have reached FPS Outpost 17.

Simmons:    Hey, down here, we're over here! Hey, come down here!

Doc:    Never mind Command, I think I see the objective. Stupid radio doesn't work anyway. What else is new.

Doc runs down to Simmons and dead Donut

Doc:    Holy cow, Simmons! Is that you?

Simmons:    Oh, hey Doc. Man, I didn't know they'd send you.

Doc:    Yeah, we got the radio call and I was the closest medic so they sent me. But I didn't know it'd be you guys! Small galaxy, huh? Man, we got a lotta catching up to do. So what's up, somebody hurt or what? What's going on?

Simmons:    Him.

Doc:    Him? Um, he's dead.

Simmons:    Yeah, he is. He was shot.

Doc:    Um, Simmons, I know it's been a while since we've seen each other, and I have increased my skill as a medic in that time, but dead is still pretty much outside my jurisdiction.

Simmons:    Man, I just didn't know they'd send you.

Doc:    Yeah, you said that already. Hey is everything okay with you?

Simmons:    It's not my fault Doc, I- I had to make the call, they made me. They needed someone with medical training.

Doc:    What're you talkin' about?

Simmons:    I didn't mean for you to get involved, I'm sorry, really.

Doc:    Sorry about what?

Doc turns around and sees Wash and the Meta

Doc:    Uh oh.

Washington:    He's sorry about us.

Check out the new title screen sequence! Oh, and then we join everyone else in the desert

Tucker:    Hey Grif, what's up?

Grif:    Hm? Oh. Hey Tucker.

Tucker:    What're you doing?

Grif:    Well, Sarge told me to bury all the bodies from our battle...

Tucker:    That's a lotta graves. Lotta holes to fill. Bow chicka bow wow.

Ghost: SHUT UP!!

Tucker: Sorry!

Grif:    And now I can't find 'em, because the bodies were piled up over here, by these stone pillars, and then the wind came and blew sand all over the damn things.

Tucker:    So I guess they're already buried. Good job dude.

Grif:    I like the way you think.

Sarge:    Grif, what the hell are you doing up here? I thought I told you to bury those... bodies. What?

Tucker:    He did, he buried the shit out of them, look.

Sarge:    What the- I only gave you that order five minutes ago. How'd you do it so fast? Did you help him?

Tucker:    Help him? Dude, we've been fighting for like eight years, haven't you learned anything about me yet? I'm a lover, not a digger.