Red
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Blue
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The Raging Hobo
(BOLD FACE DISCLAIMER!) AGAIN I DO NOT OWN RED VS BLUE NOR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS, HOWEVER THE NEWEST FREELANCERS CODE NAMED SYN AND THE RAGING HOBO ARE OF MY OWN CREATION
"wait wait wait, so Tex is actually a chick?" Church nodded, which looked odd considering you could see through his helmet... and his head... and his entire body for that matter. "Yes Tucker, Tex is a woman" The private in the Teal armor bowed his head down a moment before asking "wait, then why is her name Tex?" The soldier in the blue armor put his two cents in for that one... if he can even count that high "maybe because she's half man, half woman!" Tucker recoiled at that "Ugh! God Church! You Dated A Chick That's Half Guy!?" Church wondered how he ever managed his sanity surrounded by these idiots "ugh, no Tucker, if she was half guy, I'd think I'd know about it" Caboose had another bit to put in "then maybe she's half shark" the teal armored soldier nodded "maybe, she's mean enough to be" The ghost sniper and leader of these idiots almost could swear he felt sweat beading from irritation "I can't believe I actually died for this friggin war..."
Their attention was diverted away by gunshots and screams "what the hell is that?" Church stared hard into the distance, though its hard to stay serious when you're a ghost... and when your accompanied by idiots "If I knew, I wouldn't be looking" A few more gunshots sounded and Tucker turned to the ghost of their team's sniper "Well if I had that nice rifle, I could probably tell you" Simply being reminded of his sniper rifle caused Church to spin around, where a rather bad sight greeted him "Uh Tucker, you might want to turn around" When he did, he could only mutter a single thing "Aw fuck..." Caboose had the rifle, pointed towards the direction of gunshots "okay, okay okay, I see something... the five red ones are running... towards us!" Tucker suddenly felt the urge to wet himself "Oh God! Their Attacking! We're Gonna Die! We're ALL GONNA DIE!!"
Church would have smacked the raving idiot if he could "Tucker, TUCKER! Calm down! The red's might not be smart but their not dumb either... well... alright their idiots but even they know it's suicide to attack us head on" Caboose stammered "Hey it's the shark lady!" Church and Tucker looked onward; they could already see the reds, and the black armored freelancer. Tucker shrieked happily "Yes! Tex Is Mopping Them Up! She's Kicking Their Asses!" Church could only stare; Tex escaped the Red base? Sure the Red's were morons but still... unless "whose that in the jeep?" Both could only stare at Caboose before Church said something "you mean some one else has their jeep?" An explosion told them so, the red's beloved warthog was speeding behind the group with two passengers, one armed with a rocket launcher. "Uh church? Did we hire any more free lancers?" They were snapped from their thoughts when a rocket exploded off the walls of their base, where Tucker and Church yelled in unison "SON OF A BITCH!"
The Red's managed to crawl up the side of the cliff, hiding behind one of the larger rock out cropping. Explosions rocked them periodically as Sarge turned to his troops "Men, I won't lie to you, we're not likely to survive this" Simmons turned to them as well "In other words we're screwed" Lopez had his two bits as well... if you could understand Spanish. Grif and Donut were the last two, they simply sat there as another explosion shook their hiding place "Sir, I'm not ready to die yet" the private who was currently wetting his pink armor cried, Sarge chuckled at this "that's the spirit men, I already have a plan, Grif and Pinky, you run out there and we'll provide covering fire to distract them while you get back to base and call for reinforcements" The two nodded and began running down the slope, Simmons then turned to Sarge "are they really getting reinforcements Sarge?" "Hell no! They'll get blown to hell as we run like scared kittens with a snapping turtle hanging on their tail!"
"Well? What are they doing now Tucker?" The teal armored private was gazing through the sniper rifle's scope, watching the carnage "the two free lancers have the reds pinned... wait... two of them are running out..." An explosion sounded "and now their flying... flying...... flying..." Screams slowly began to increase before the orange and pink soldiers landed with a loud thud behind Tucker. Grif groaned as Donut jumped up "Yes! We're Alive!" When Grif stood he found himself staring down the barrel of a pistol and sniper rifle, which inspired his next words "... we're screwed"
Sarge, Lopez and Simmons made it to the edge of their base, where they found safety at the top "man that was weird, first that freelancer that turns out to be a chick manages to get away, then those two jackasses turn up and blast us halfway across the canyon, what is with our luck Sarge?" Lopez said something again, naturally neither of the two understood it "I don't know what you just said Lopez, but I agree with you fully, those two are the blues problem now" He stood at the edge, watching over the distance for any sign of the jeep returning to again blast them across the canyon "Sir? What about Grif and the rookie?" Sarge sighed and gazed up at the sky "their in a better place now..."
"I can't believe we ended up here..." Grif and Donut were being guarded by Caboose, not the smartest decision, but seeing that Church couldn't operate the sniper rife, and the last time he had used anything using bullets to try and kill the reds he killed Church, they thought it better to have Tucker try to get a bead on the free lancers. The rockets had stopped a while ago, but none of them wanted to dare try and find out. Church glanced over to Tucker "Hey, go see if their still out there" "Me? Why don't you do it?" Church and Tucker were hidden behind the shields on the top of their base, Caboose and the two prisoners were on Church's side "Cuz I don't feel like getting blown up again!" "Why? You wouldn't feel it, your dead" Tucker couldn't see it, but he knew Church was pissed at the statement "don't remind me, besides I need to make sure Caboose doesn't shoot himself while looking after these two" Tucker sighed and growled "alright, I'll check" He slowly stepped away from the shield and began to peek over the side "What are you dumb asses doing?"
Tucker squealed like a little girl as Tex came up from the stair well. The warrior princess took a spot next to Tucker as he tried to keep himself from falling over and dying from shock while she peeked over the side "Doesn't look like their firing any more, maybe their out of ammo" Church bowed his head in thought before turning to the blue rookie "Hey Caboose, go over there to Tucker and Tex" The moment he stepped out from behind the shield three bullets whizzed by his head, making him shriek like a cat being pulled by it's whiskers. Church sighed and tried to think a moment before the roar of a large machine gun began pelting their hiding place "Church, why are the nice people shooting at us with that really big gun?" Tex smacked the rookie in the back of the head causing some relief to the rest of them. "Hey Tex, do you know those guys?" Tucker's first intelligent question of the day "hell if I know, they tried to kill me along with those cock-bites out there" Church suddenly realized that their two red friends were still hiding behind him "hey, why didn't you two try to make a break for it?" Grif was the one to answer, Donut seemed to busy trying not to wet his pink armor "are you fucking nuts? Those two would kill us if we got two feet from here!"
"Well Simmons? Are they reinforcements for those blue bastards?" The maroon armor clashed with the sniper rifle as he watched the jeep's gun mow down the withering base "I don't think so sir, one of them is trying to get them with that turret on the back of the jeep... but I don't see the other one" Sarge bowed his head and lifted it once again "What do you think Lopez?... Lopez?" He turned and was met with a very bad situation "ah hell..." Simmons turned and found the second black freelancer with a pistol held up to their robot's head "Man, what is with our luck today?"
A/N This was made a long time ago when a friend of mine suggested making a story about two new guys entering the feud of Red Vs. Blue and just kicking the shit out of each team, he seemed to enjoy it so I decided to post it, hope for reviews! I Take Suggestions!
(BOLD FACE DISCLAIMER!) AGAIN I DO NOT OWN RED VS BLUE NOR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS, HOWEVER THE NEWEST FREELANCERS CODE NAMED SYN AND THE RAGING HOBO ARE OF MY OWN CREATION
"wait wait wait, so Tex is actually a chick?" Church nodded, which looked odd considering you could see through his helmet... and his head... and his entire body for that matter. "Yes Tucker, Tex is a woman" The private in the Teal armor bowed his head down a moment before asking "wait, then why is her name Tex?" The soldier in the blue armor put his two cents in for that one... if he can even count that high "maybe because she's half man, half woman!" Tucker recoiled at that "Ugh! God Church! You Dated A Chick That's Half Guy!?" Church wondered how he ever managed his sanity surrounded by these idiots "ugh, no Tucker, if she was half guy, I'd think I'd know about it" Caboose had another bit to put in "then maybe she's half shark" the teal armored soldier nodded "maybe, she's mean enough to be" The ghost sniper and leader of these idiots almost could swear he felt sweat beading from irritation "I can't believe I actually died for this friggin war..."
Their attention was diverted away by gunshots and screams "what the hell is that?" Church stared hard into the distance, though its hard to stay serious when you're a ghost... and when your accompanied by idiots "If I knew, I wouldn't be looking" A few more gunshots sounded and Tucker turned to the ghost of their team's sniper "Well if I had that nice rifle, I could probably tell you" Simply being reminded of his sniper rifle caused Church to spin around, where a rather bad sight greeted him "Uh Tucker, you might want to turn around" When he did, he could only mutter a single thing "Aw fuck..." Caboose had the rifle, pointed towards the direction of gunshots "okay, okay okay, I see something... the five red ones are running... towards us!" Tucker suddenly felt the urge to wet himself "Oh God! Their Attacking! We're Gonna Die! We're ALL GONNA DIE!!"
Church would have smacked the raving idiot if he could "Tucker, TUCKER! Calm down! The red's might not be smart but their not dumb either... well... alright their idiots but even they know it's suicide to attack us head on" Caboose stammered "Hey it's the shark lady!" Church and Tucker looked onward; they could already see the reds, and the black armored freelancer. Tucker shrieked happily "Yes! Tex Is Mopping Them Up! She's Kicking Their Asses!" Church could only stare; Tex escaped the Red base? Sure the Red's were morons but still... unless "whose that in the jeep?" Both could only stare at Caboose before Church said something "you mean some one else has their jeep?" An explosion told them so, the red's beloved warthog was speeding behind the group with two passengers, one armed with a rocket launcher. "Uh church? Did we hire any more free lancers?" They were snapped from their thoughts when a rocket exploded off the walls of their base, where Tucker and Church yelled in unison "SON OF A BITCH!"
The Red's managed to crawl up the side of the cliff, hiding behind one of the larger rock out cropping. Explosions rocked them periodically as Sarge turned to his troops "Men, I won't lie to you, we're not likely to survive this" Simmons turned to them as well "In other words we're screwed" Lopez had his two bits as well... if you could understand Spanish. Grif and Donut were the last two, they simply sat there as another explosion shook their hiding place "Sir, I'm not ready to die yet" the private who was currently wetting his pink armor cried, Sarge chuckled at this "that's the spirit men, I already have a plan, Grif and Pinky, you run out there and we'll provide covering fire to distract them while you get back to base and call for reinforcements" The two nodded and began running down the slope, Simmons then turned to Sarge "are they really getting reinforcements Sarge?" "Hell no! They'll get blown to hell as we run like scared kittens with a snapping turtle hanging on their tail!"
"Well? What are they doing now Tucker?" The teal armored private was gazing through the sniper rifle's scope, watching the carnage "the two free lancers have the reds pinned... wait... two of them are running out..." An explosion sounded "and now their flying... flying...... flying..." Screams slowly began to increase before the orange and pink soldiers landed with a loud thud behind Tucker. Grif groaned as Donut jumped up "Yes! We're Alive!" When Grif stood he found himself staring down the barrel of a pistol and sniper rifle, which inspired his next words "... we're screwed"
Sarge, Lopez and Simmons made it to the edge of their base, where they found safety at the top "man that was weird, first that freelancer that turns out to be a chick manages to get away, then those two jackasses turn up and blast us halfway across the canyon, what is with our luck Sarge?" Lopez said something again, naturally neither of the two understood it "I don't know what you just said Lopez, but I agree with you fully, those two are the blues problem now" He stood at the edge, watching over the distance for any sign of the jeep returning to again blast them across the canyon "Sir? What about Grif and the rookie?" Sarge sighed and gazed up at the sky "their in a better place now..."
"I can't believe we ended up here..." Grif and Donut were being guarded by Caboose, not the smartest decision, but seeing that Church couldn't operate the sniper rife, and the last time he had used anything using bullets to try and kill the reds he killed Church, they thought it better to have Tucker try to get a bead on the free lancers. The rockets had stopped a while ago, but none of them wanted to dare try and find out. Church glanced over to Tucker "Hey, go see if their still out there" "Me? Why don't you do it?" Church and Tucker were hidden behind the shields on the top of their base, Caboose and the two prisoners were on Church's side "Cuz I don't feel like getting blown up again!" "Why? You wouldn't feel it, your dead" Tucker couldn't see it, but he knew Church was pissed at the statement "don't remind me, besides I need to make sure Caboose doesn't shoot himself while looking after these two" Tucker sighed and growled "alright, I'll check" He slowly stepped away from the shield and began to peek over the side "What are you dumb asses doing?"
Tucker squealed like a little girl as Tex came up from the stair well. The warrior princess took a spot next to Tucker as he tried to keep himself from falling over and dying from shock while she peeked over the side "Doesn't look like their firing any more, maybe their out of ammo" Church bowed his head in thought before turning to the blue rookie "Hey Caboose, go over there to Tucker and Tex" The moment he stepped out from behind the shield three bullets whizzed by his head, making him shriek like a cat being pulled by it's whiskers. Church sighed and tried to think a moment before the roar of a large machine gun began pelting their hiding place "Church, why are the nice people shooting at us with that really big gun?" Tex smacked the rookie in the back of the head causing some relief to the rest of them. "Hey Tex, do you know those guys?" Tucker's first intelligent question of the day "hell if I know, they tried to kill me along with those cock-bites out there" Church suddenly realized that their two red friends were still hiding behind him "hey, why didn't you two try to make a break for it?" Grif was the one to answer, Donut seemed to busy trying not to wet his pink armor "are you fucking nuts? Those two would kill us if we got two feet from here!"
"Well Simmons? Are they reinforcements for those blue bastards?" The maroon armor clashed with the sniper rifle as he watched the jeep's gun mow down the withering base "I don't think so sir, one of them is trying to get them with that turret on the back of the jeep... but I don't see the other one" Sarge bowed his head and lifted it once again "What do you think Lopez?... Lopez?" He turned and was met with a very bad situation "ah hell..." Simmons turned and found the second black freelancer with a pistol held up to their robot's head "Man, what is with our luck today?"
A/N This was made a long time ago when a friend of mine suggested making a story about two new guys entering the feud of Red Vs. Blue and just kicking the shit out of each team, he seemed to enjoy it so I decided to post it, hope for reviews! I Take Suggestions!