Red vs Blue recreation male oc

Don't Get Me Started

Sarge: Got an ETA?

Lopez: . [Yes. Never.]

Sarge: As long as they get it ASAP! Cuz I need it PDQ!

Lopez: . [In that case, never minus one.]

Sarge: Lopez, you're a regular RFR—Really Fast Robot. Grif! Make a note in the acronym journal. Simmons! Status report!

Simmons: (watching over the Blue Base) Still just two Blues, sir.

Sarge: Lopez! Status report!

Lopez:  [You already talked to me, jackass!]

Sarge: (runs back to the hill) Hey, Blues! Don't think we've forgotten about ya! Still gonna kill ya any second! (heads back towards his base) Count on it!

Grif: Sarge, have you thought this invasion all the way through?

Alex: Ya.

Sarge: Of course I have! We beat the Blues; we win, you suck. That's all the way through.

Simmons returns as well.

Grif: Uh, and who do we fight then?

South: Caboose and Will are going to be dead.

Sarge: We fight... with other Blues!

Grif: But what if no more Blues come? I mean they haven't sent reinforcements yet. What if they never do?

Alex: Command won't care to send more.

Simmons: Why would you want more Blues?

Grif: Well, we have this new base and all this new equipment. Who else are we gonna test it on?

Simmons: Who cares!? The war would be over!

Grif: Oh. Great.

Sarge: You're suggesting we don't attack them? Grif, that's borderline traitorism!

Alex: I think it is stratagy.

Simmons: I think the word you're looking for is treason, sir.

Grif: Never mind, Sarge. I was wrong. If the war's over and we win, well that's just great.

Sarge: Of course it would be!

Grif: I mean, no more early morning runs. No more training exercises. Why would we need to do any of that stuff, right? We won!

Alex: We can destroy our armor.

South: What are you guys doing?

Sarge: Right...?

Grif: And all this new equipment—we can just let them fall into disrepair. I mean, we don't need it! We won't even need to test it, because we're winning. We're about to make it all obsolete.

Sarge: (groans)

Grif: And just think about this, Sarge! No more boring staff meetings! Ever!

Sarge: (groans some more; runs back to the hill) Hey, Blue! There's uh, gonna be a slight delay in your destruction! Hang tight! (to Grif and Simmons) Maybe I should call our new command. They'll tell us what we should do.

Grif: Heh, yeah, the old one was so great, the new one's gotta be even better.

Alex: Technically VIC was glitching.