(upbeat music)
(gunshots)
(grunting)
- Sniper, 117 east-southeast, Barn Roof.
- Build's going up at 32 North.
- Corn at five minutes.
- Five minutes?
Oh my god, Drip, focus!
- Prepare to meet your doom.
(gunshots)
- Ron, take out that 117 snipe.
- Who made you the leader?
Though I do like a good tit for tat.
(gunshots)
- Drip, sneak around the side
and take the North build from behind.
- Sir, yessir!
Through the corn hole I shall go.
(groans)
(dramatic music)
- Tag, you're-- (screams)
- Ron this is your best friend,
Dripley Doo Dah Day, are you okay?
- [Don] Help, Drip, I'm knocked.
Is this what noobs feels like?
- I'll save you!
Mama Llama's coming for her baby!
(gunshots)
- Hey, don't you think it's weird
that they're all wearing Toxin--
- I don't care if they're
giving away free v-bucks.
For the love of all
brite bombers, revive me.
- Okay, okay, God.
(gunshots)
(dramatic music)
(exploding)
(cheering)
- [Ron] So we gonna stay
here 'til the storm rolls in?
Not to be that teammate,
but I am literally, dying.
- [Jo] You're lucky I'm a carry.
(grunts)
- Holy (beep).
(laughing)
- [Jo] What's this mess?
- The remains of a festive season.
- Help me.
- That's unsettling.
- He'll shut up if you ignore him.
- Rude.
- [Dripley] Jo, you have to help Ron!
- Drip!
I totally didn't forget about you.
Yeah and Ron's fine.
I mean, a bit disturbed
by this snowman but fine.
- He's in bad shape.
He's lost a lot of HP but gained in looks!
Ooo, such a handsome, young badass!
I must save him with the kiss of life.
- Flattered, but I'm at full health now.
Could still use some shields.
- Ow!
- Two Rons?
- Drip, you puddle of plop.
This isn't Ron.
It's an alter ego.
- Oh, so that's why his hair is better.
- Hey.
- Please don't shoot.
My name's Don, not Ron,
and I come in peace.
- Give me one good reason
why I shouldn't fill
that pretty little head
of yours full of lead.
- Pretty?
- There's an evil trio
plotting to conquer the island
using Toxin clones.
Only the four of us are
equipped to combat them
and if they succeed, we all are doomed!
- (sighs) Good enough.
- Yay, two Ron's are better than one!
- Still here... still need help.
(upbeat jazz music)
