Outpost: Isil Episode 1
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Young Adult (18-35)Accents
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Now, if I add a little bit of that, a dash of that, a hint of that and a gallon of that now cook at 300 degrees, then cool it off with nitrogen gas. Bam. Uh Professor Emerald would be so proud of me now to find Rico to test it out. Hey, Rico, Rico. Hey rock braid sister, screwing redneck. He's not. Here we go. That's funny. He's usually down here fondling his gun. Hey, Skip. You seen Rico Shadow? The only time I ever see Rico is when he's drunk off the moonshine he made from my lab equipment. Oh, we're not patching him up because he's gone off, ****** with the elites and managed to get himself shot. So that's a no. Then why do you want to see Rico? Anyway, I made a new secret special meal for us. Where are you going to turn on the stomach pump? Oh, come on. Skip my food. Isn't that bad? The last time I heard you say secret special and meal in the same sentence, I couldn't talk for a month. My vocal cords were so charred. I warned you it would be spicy shadow. The temperature readings I got, after eating it were off the charts. How high did that thermometer go? I don't know, it melted before I could get a solid reading. You know what? I don't have to take this **** from you besides, you just use that as an excuse to get more drugs. Frickin tree hugger. Hey, Rico. Where are you? Damn, Texan. Always wandering up one **** of a commander. He hit, oh my God. what the **** was that? I'm getting shot at and then it's like magically fall from the sky. Oh, ****. If you must have slipped out the lemonade again. Oh, no, wait, Rico. Oh Hey, Shadow. I didn't see you there, Rico. What in the ever loving **** pot of **** is going on here? Well, duh, the elites are attacking. Why are the elites attacking? He killed after the garrison and stole their flag? You what, what's the matter? I got their flag? Should I at least get a? Thank you. Thank you. You brought the entire league face down here bent on killing us and using our spinal cords as xylophone because you took that damn flag. Why did you take that damn flag? I forgot. Wait, wait, I think it's because they called my mom a ****. What I mean? It was either **** or a *****. I don't remember exactly. Wait, you doomed us a certain death because they called your mom a **** or who mom? My memory's kind of fuzzy. Oh Rico, if we get through this alive, I'm going to make sure you're crap in solid loafs for the rest of your damn life. Quit you, *****. And they're coming around the back. What? Oh ******* it. And the we please go che, che, come on, come on, gun work this um Yeah. Start here. You wanna live. What? Wait, they're gone. I'm alive, I'm alive. If you count as being a member of the living. Go to ****. You redneck *****. What? You haven't realized you're a rednecked *****. That would rather screw your own cousin than have an intelligent retort. Now, I'm just wondering what's so damn important about this flag. I mean, it's just a piece of metal and cloth. It even looks like the U NSA made it. Why would they want to keep it so bad? I don't know. I always figured aliens had a fetish for long metal poles and loose flappy things. We'd better get into the base before the elites counterattack. I'll do that. You just keep an eye out for them. The last thing I want is to get blindsided by some *** aliens looking to fulfill his carnal desire with his flag. Well, I guess it's time to get some back up from the higher ups. You know what? We're a competent group. We can handle a few elites by ourselves. We don't need that. Rico. The flag won't fit through the doorway. It's too tall. Do you try putting it in tip first. Oh, that works. Thanks Rico. I'd better call command.