I WANT TO BE ALIVE!! Or a cowboy
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lil_lost_kitten has introduced me to my new obsession. Nothing can properly discribe the weird shit that is RedvsBlue. It is immensely quotable, and is just MADE OF WIN. I really can't do it justice. *pout* Though when Genz is online again she'll probs do an awesome fandom rant about just how much epic win it is made of, so ask her!
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And I'm gonna stop there. I should actually doing something productive. Like designing! And much less procrastinating! *sigh*
lil_lost_kitten has introduced me to my new obsession. Nothing can properly discribe the weird shit that is RedvsBlue. It is immensely quotable, and is just MADE OF WIN. I really can't do it justice. *pout* Though when Genz is online again she'll probs do an awesome fandom rant about just how much epic win it is made of, so ask her! ☺ ^^^ ∆ === ¤
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Tucker: Ooo-kay. Church... is trying to get a TRANSLATOR. So that WE can TALK to EACH OTHER.
Church: Tucker, the enormous alien doesn't speak our language. Speaking slowly is not gonna help.
Tucker: What? I'm talking to Caboose.
Church: Oh.
Caboose: [camera pans to reveal Caboose] I don't understand. Are-are-are you hungry? Tucker, are you hungry? Are you cold?
Tucker: What? No.
Caboose: Do you need a blanket? Tucker, do you want some hot dogs and a blanket?
Tucker: Damn it, no, Caboose, I'm NOT cold, I don't want a hot dog, and if you put mustard in my fucking sheets again, I'm gonna kill you.
Church: Is this why you guys came home so fast?
Caboose: No, we came home because the alien died, and because the uh, glowing sword turned out to be a, uh glowing key.
Church: Yeah, a glowing key that could still STAB people.
Caboose: Right.
Church: So it is a sword. It just happens to function like a key in very specific situations.
Caboose: Or it's a key all the time, and when you stick it in people, it unlocks their death.
Church: Goddamn, man, I would love to live in your world for about ten minutes.
Caboose: Yeah. I have a really good time!
Church: [laughing] Yeah, it seems like it. You know, I don't think I'd get anything done, but I probably wouldn't care that much.
Tex: The cold is the least of our problems.
Andy The Bomb: Why do you say that?
Tex: I suppose we have to get into that temple. Well it is gaurded by about two dozen guards.
Caboose: Oh no.
Tex: Yep.
Caboose: No. No. No. I forgot one of my mittens. We have to go back.
Tex: What took you guys so long to get here?
Simmons: There's six of us, and this is only a three seater jeep. Half of us had to sit on someone else's lap.
Donut: (excitedly) It was a great road trip. My favourite part was when Grif tried to change gears, and he accidentally-
Grif: (sighing) Please, let's not tell the story. Is there somewhere I can wash my hands?
Caboose: Sergeant! Look! A sleeping person!
Sarge: What? Holy Macaroon... [Sarge runs over to inspect the blue] He's not sleeping son, he's dead.
Caboose: Oh good. At first, I thought that was me. Because I am blue and I like to sleep. But if he is dead, that cannot be me. That would be silly.
Sarge: No doubt he was killed by our very enemy. Once again, I find my-self torn. On the one hand, there's one less blue in the universe, but now Doc's got a bigger body count than me! And that just won't do, No sir. [Sarge turns to the dead blue] Rest in piece...scumbag.
[Caboose rounds the next corner to find a small area with bullet holes in the walls, blood on the ground and walls and many reds and blues lying on the ground]
Caboose: Look, more sleeping people. It must be nap time! But who has nap time now? Nap time comes before pants time, not after. I think these people are just making up times!
[Caboose has a crush on Sheila the tank, who is spending a lot of time with Lopez the robot]
Caboose: [yelling from the distance atop the Blue base] Sheila! Come back to me! I made you a muffin!
Caboose: I know my name! You can ask me if you forget!
Church: Hey, can we please focus on me?
Caboose: By the way, he's Church.
Church: Yes. Thank you Caboose. She knows.
Caboose: He is the mean one.
Church: Thank you Caboose!
Caboose: See? He is mad. Now he will stare at me until I stop talking. Then, when he thinks I am done talking, then he will start talking again.
Church: (long pause) OK, I was talking to Gar-
Caboose: (cuts him off) Told you so.
Church: GOD DAMN IT!
Caboose: Classic Church.
Tucker: I wonder if a ghost can have an aneurysm?
Church: Tucker, the enormous alien doesn't speak our language. Speaking slowly is not gonna help.
Tucker: What? I'm talking to Caboose.
Church: Oh.
Caboose: [camera pans to reveal Caboose] I don't understand. Are-are-are you hungry? Tucker, are you hungry? Are you cold?
Tucker: What? No.
Caboose: Do you need a blanket? Tucker, do you want some hot dogs and a blanket?
Tucker: Damn it, no, Caboose, I'm NOT cold, I don't want a hot dog, and if you put mustard in my fucking sheets again, I'm gonna kill you.
Church: Is this why you guys came home so fast?
Caboose: No, we came home because the alien died, and because the uh, glowing sword turned out to be a, uh glowing key.
Church: Yeah, a glowing key that could still STAB people.
Caboose: Right.
Church: So it is a sword. It just happens to function like a key in very specific situations.
Caboose: Or it's a key all the time, and when you stick it in people, it unlocks their death.
Church: Goddamn, man, I would love to live in your world for about ten minutes.
Caboose: Yeah. I have a really good time!
Church: [laughing] Yeah, it seems like it. You know, I don't think I'd get anything done, but I probably wouldn't care that much.
Tex: The cold is the least of our problems.
Andy The Bomb: Why do you say that?
Tex: I suppose we have to get into that temple. Well it is gaurded by about two dozen guards.
Caboose: Oh no.
Tex: Yep.
Caboose: No. No. No. I forgot one of my mittens. We have to go back.
Tex: What took you guys so long to get here?
Simmons: There's six of us, and this is only a three seater jeep. Half of us had to sit on someone else's lap.
Donut: (excitedly) It was a great road trip. My favourite part was when Grif tried to change gears, and he accidentally-
Grif: (sighing) Please, let's not tell the story. Is there somewhere I can wash my hands?
Caboose: Sergeant! Look! A sleeping person!
Sarge: What? Holy Macaroon... [Sarge runs over to inspect the blue] He's not sleeping son, he's dead.
Caboose: Oh good. At first, I thought that was me. Because I am blue and I like to sleep. But if he is dead, that cannot be me. That would be silly.
Sarge: No doubt he was killed by our very enemy. Once again, I find my-self torn. On the one hand, there's one less blue in the universe, but now Doc's got a bigger body count than me! And that just won't do, No sir. [Sarge turns to the dead blue] Rest in piece...scumbag.
[Caboose rounds the next corner to find a small area with bullet holes in the walls, blood on the ground and walls and many reds and blues lying on the ground]
Caboose: Look, more sleeping people. It must be nap time! But who has nap time now? Nap time comes before pants time, not after. I think these people are just making up times!
[Caboose has a crush on Sheila the tank, who is spending a lot of time with Lopez the robot]
Caboose: [yelling from the distance atop the Blue base] Sheila! Come back to me! I made you a muffin!
Church: I don't know I was sitting there talking to gary and...
Tex(interupts him): The bomb?
Church: No that's Andy... Gary is the computer.
Tex: Eh, I barely remember your names half the time!Caboose: I know my name! You can ask me if you forget!
Church: Hey, can we please focus on me?
Caboose: By the way, he's Church.
Church: Yes. Thank you Caboose. She knows.
Caboose: He is the mean one.
Church: Thank you Caboose!
Caboose: See? He is mad. Now he will stare at me until I stop talking. Then, when he thinks I am done talking, then he will start talking again.
Church: (long pause) OK, I was talking to Gar-
Caboose: (cuts him off) Told you so.
Church: GOD DAMN IT!
Caboose: Classic Church.
Tucker: I wonder if a ghost can have an aneurysm?
And I'm gonna stop there. I should actually doing something productive. Like designing! And much less procrastinating! *sigh*
