RVB Arrancars Chorus
Multiple Choice!
Fade in to the fueling station.
Carolina: What exactly are you playing at?
Grimmjow: (over radio) Ho ho, okay, easy there darling. I know this is all very exciting, so I'm gonna hand the mike over to my partner here to tell you the details.
Locus: (over radio) It's time you people understood the futility of your situation. We know where you're hiding. We know you are in possession of a single teleportation grenade. And we know that you hold the coordiantes to a particulary valuable radio jammer.
Cut to Locus and Grimmjow standing beside each other at the location of the radio jammer.
Locus: Which is why my partner and I are contacting you from its location.
RADIO JAMMER STATION 1C
Cut to a low angle view of the radio jammer, where a Space Pirate is seen aiming his Binary Rifle. Locus walks towards the edge of the structure.
Locus: Make no mistake, you will not be intereferring with today's events.
Rey: (over radio) Says you! We're the champs of interferring with shit!
Locus: As we speak, the armies of Chorus are converging at the capital, and the battle that ensues will leave no survivors.
Cut back to the Reds and Blues listening to Locus at the fueling station.
Locus: (over radio) If your goal was to save these people... you have failed. But you now have the opportunity to save yourselves.
Washington: What do you mean?
Grimmjow: (over radio) Once the chumps at the capital are all dead, you guys will be the only loose ends left.
Upon hearing this, Dr. Odelschwanck sadly lowers her head.
Grimmjow: Now, seeing as you disabled our tracking device, and have the means to teleport anywhere in the world, this poses a somewhat... annoying problem.
Locus: (over radio) Which is why Control has offered to make a deal.
Carolina: Control?
Locus: If you choose to teleport back to your canyon, at Crash Site Bravo, you'll find a small ship waiting to take you home.
Cut to Locus at the radio jammer station.
Locus: But if you fail to arrive within the hour, we will find you... and we will kill you.
Nirgge: (over radio) I'm gonna go ahead and call bullshit on that.
Cut back to the Reds and Blues.
Findor: Yeah, why should we believe anything you say?!
Locus: (over radio) See for yourselves.
A low rumbling sound is heard nearby, catching the Blood Gulch Crew's attention. They run towards the open field of the fueling station towards the sound and spot the ship, which transported Charlotte, Dordoni, and Szayel to Chorus, getting ready for its departure.
Dordoni: Okay. I believe them.
Charlotte: You're right, Dordoni! That is the ship that dropped us off.
Dordoni: STOP PRETENDING THAT YOU UNDERSTAND ME.
Locus: (over radio) It's fully functional and on route to the canyon now.
The ship flies off.
Washington: So you got a ship. How are we suppose to know you won't shoot us the second we arrive?
Cut to Grimmjow and Locus at the radio jammer station.
Grimmjow: Well you can't. But if it makes you feel any better, this wasn't our idea. Trust me, I'm really hoping your dumb enough to turn this offer down.
Locus: Our client is a person of business. They understand if you want no part in this conflict. And they're willing to let you live if you agree never to speak of our involvement here.
Grimmjow: And trust us. They'll know if you do.
Cut back to the Reds and Blues.
Locus: (over radio) Agent Washington, I've been ordered to offer you and your men a way out. And I never break an order. You have one hour to make your decision.
Grimmjow: (over radio) Hope you make the right one.
Wash looks at the others. Dissolve to Armonia. A crashing sound is heard. Cut to the recruits.
ARMONIA, CAPITAL CITY OF CHORUS
Sung-sun: Sorry.
Pesche: It's all good. Just severe whiplash.
Dondochakka: So how is it you can fix cars, when you can't even drive them?
Sung-sun: I'm sorry Birstanne, I couldn't hear you over the sound of your perpetual poor attitude.
Pesche: Ohhhh! Fucking got him! Dropping that first name shit!
Dondochakka: God I hope you die before me.
Tesla: Cut the chatter. Entry point seven secure. No hostiles detected over
New Republic trooper: Roger that Tesla, moving up.
A group of rebels run by.
New Republic trooper: Come on guys! Lets go!
Pesche: Oh hey! I just realized this is our first mission together.
Sung-sun: Huh?
Pesche: As a super elite team remember?
Dondochakka: Yeah some team we turned out to be.
Pesche: Yeah we're like the Avengers. Okay Tesla can be Captain America, Sung-sun's Black Widow-
Sung-sun: Who are you?
Pesche: Uhhggg. Tony Stark. Obviously.
Dondochakka: Oh whatever, your totally Hawkeye.
Pesche: Comic book Hawkeye or movie Hawkeye?
Dondochakka: Movie Hawkeye.
Pesche: (raises pistol) You fuck yourself!
Tesla: Hey! Pesche's right. The captains choose us for a reason and none of us are going to let them down. Now lets move out.
Tesla begins walking. Cut to a group of cloaked space pirates, lead by Lille, watching the recruits from nearby.
Lille: Keep interference to a minimum. Let them kill each other and only target those who try to escape.
Female Space pirate: Heh. This is going to be too easy.
Cut to the Blood Gulch Crew at the fueling station.
Epsilon: Alright, the way I see it we got three options; I'm gonna go through these in the order of fucking terrible to goddamned nightmare. Option A: We take our last teleportation grenade and jump to a place on Chorus where we can lay low for a while. The obvious con here is that the armies will probably blow each other to bits. But, Carolina and I have gotten pretty good about fighting these guys on the run. If we're careful, we might be able to gather enough equipment and intel to get off this planet and bring control to justice.
Findor: Just to clarify, that's the best option?
Epsilon: That was fucking terrible.
Carolina: We lose Chorus, but still have a chance to bring down control and walk away from this alive. That gives us two out of three.
Nirgge: What's option B?
Epsilon: If, and let me tell ya I cannot stretch this if hard enough, if Locus and Grimmjow are telling the truth, we go back to the canyon, get on the ship, go home. If anybody asks, we tell them we stole the ride before all the crazy army people showed up and started murdering each other.
Baraggan: Gotta be honest, I'm no the biggest fan of the 'if', and the thousands of deaths aren't great either.
Rey: What about option C?
Epsilon: We teleport to the radio jammer. If we take out their defenses and shut down the machine and if we're not too late, the we can broadcast a message to the capital.
Charlotte: Oh, well that one doesn't sound too bad.
Epsilon: Weelll, here's the thing. I've been running Carolina's healing unit whenever I can, but her leg is still garbage. Combine that with the fact that these guys have freelancer equipment advance weaponry-
Carolina: We get it. Some of us won't make it back.
Epsilon: Ehhhg Most of us won't make it back.
Rey: But we could save everyone at the capital.
Epsilon: Yeah If, if, if, we make it back in time. Then you just need to find a way to convince two armies that a bunch of dead people are actually alive and telling the truth.
Washington: There's a forth option. Carolina and I go on the run with Epsilon and do our best to bring down control. And the rest of you take the ship and go home.
Epsilon: That's actually not a bad Idea.
Carolina: The three of us would be able to move around the planet easier without the extra baggage. No offence.
Nirgge: No baggage is right. We're comfortable with who we are.
Charlotte: But we can't just leave.
Nelliel: Yes you can. This isn't your responsibility You all held up your end of the bargain. You helped us fight. You saved your friends. So now all that's left is for you to go home.
The crew sadly look at Nelliel and ponder over what they should do. Fade to Armonia, where Harribel and her forces scout the city in warthogs.
DOWNTOWN ARMONIA
Harribel: Something's not right. Squad leaders in the downtown areas report in.
Tesla: Still no enemies in sight ma'am.
New Republic Trooper: Yeah we got nothin' over here.
New Republic Trooper: Ma'am You don't think Grimmjow had bad intel do you?
Harribel: Anything's possible. Just stay alert. He should've been back by now.
A loud sound is heard.
New Republic Trooper: What was that?
New Republic Trooper: Shit! The city's roadblocks just locked up!
Harribel: What?!
New Republic Trooper: Same thing just happened in our sector.
Federal Army Trooper: Freeze!
Suddenly, all of the rebels, including the recruits, become surrounded by Feds.
New Republic Trooper: Uh oh.
New Republic Trooper: Uh oh.
New Republic Trooper: Uh oh.
Tesla: Uh oh.
Harribel: Don't say it.
Pesche: It's a trap!
Harribel: Get us out of here!
Harribel and her men flee, but are intercepted by Feds. Patros then appears from atop a platform.
Patros: Well well well. Tia Harribel, leader of the New Republic. Welcome to the capital.