- [Tomato] So, where are we dropping?
- I've been watching YouTube videos all week,
got a new strategy for us to try out.
- Oh, great.
Let me guess, pistols only again?
- No, no.
Follow me!
(Tomato sighs)
Now we just gotta harvest
the first floor of the lighthouse.
Watch and learn!
(Burger bangs)
- Now what?
- Now, we wait.
- For what?
- You'll see.
- This is such a waste of time.
We should have dropped at Salty--
(Tomato grunts)
- Oh!
An epic shotgun!
(Tomato grunts)
Sweet!
A shield potion!
Wow, look at all this gold!
- (moans) My head is killing me.
(upbeat music)
What the hell is that?
- It looks like you're being hunted, Tomato.
I guess we should probably stop standing
in a wide open area,
completely vulnerable to enemy attacks,
shouldn't we?
- Ya think?
Let's go inside that house
and see if we can find some more loot.
Okay, look for anything useful and listen up for footsteps.
- Oh look, your threat is going up!
Guess that means the bad guys are getting closer, huh?
- Uh, who is it?
- Are you here to collect the bounty bounty?
- Bounty?
No, that's not us.
- Phew! - Phew!
- Uh, well, we're still here to kill you.
- Oh yeah, that's right.
(gunshots firing)
- Nice work.
We took them out quick and easy.
- Yeah, just like they should have done
to "The Walking Dead" years ago.
(drum beat) (audience laughs)
Uh oh, look!
- It looks like we're not out of the woods just yet.
- Uh oh.
You hear that?
They're directly above us.
- Maybe if we're really quiet they'll think we left.
- Come on, let's see if the coast is clear.
- Phew, that was a close one.
- Yeah, if I didn't know any better,
I'd say this would be the exact moment
where the bad guys ambush us.
- Today's forecast calls for plenty of snow
with a slight chance of unconsciousness.
(guns thudding) (buzzing)
- Uh.
How did we get here?
- The last thing I remember
is hearing one of the worst jokes of my entire life.
- Welcome to Stealthy Stronghold!
- What is going on here?
- You have been chosen.
- Yes, you have been chosen for the green one!
- The green one?
- Yes, the original sweat Lord.
- He ruled long before the days of battle pass.
- And he has come back to reclaim his throne.
- Uh, what the hell is going on?
- We're talking about our leader.
- Our master.
- Our chief.
- Well, we officially stumbled into some cult (beeps) shit.
- Silence!
Well done my snowy subordinates.
These two won't be causing any more trouble
upon this battle royale.
- Um, excuse me.
Can someone tell us what's going on here?
- Ah yes, you have become a tribute to my excellency.
- Who are you supposed to be?
A Power Ranger?
- A Power Ranger, no!
I hail from a long lost era where the skill of your rifle
outweighed the prowess of your build.
- Could you maybe dumb it down a notch there, Plato?
- I am Master Chief,
and I hail from a franchise called Halo,
a game with honor that has been tarnished
by the likes of you clowns and your battle royale.
- Are the other Power Rangers here too.
Ah, I've always had a crush on the Pink Ranger.
- I am no Power Ranger, you stupid slab of meat!
I have come here to reclaim the online multiplayer shooter,
by imprisoning all those that participate
in this foolish game.
- Oh geez.
We got a boomer on our hands.
- Crack all the jokes you want now,
for your sense of humor will be diminished
after an eternity in this cage.
- What are we gonna do?
There's no way out of this thing.
- I have an idea.
Do you still have those douchey sunglasses?
- What did you say?
- I said do you still have those really cool sunglasses?
- Yeah, right here?
- [Burger] Watch and learn.
(cage explodes)
- What, impossible!
- Some master you are.
Hiring snowmen as your henchmen
then posting up in a hot jungle?
Real smart.
- Typical boomer.
Acting like the smartest in the room,
but it turns out you're just a big dummy.
- I'll show you to generalize an entire age group.
(lasers firing)
- [Tomato] What the hell is that thing?
- I don't know, but two can play at this game.
(bomb blasts)
- What is this trickery? (screams)
Oh no.
(Master Chief screams)
- Well, I guess Halo isn't the king of online shooters
after all, huh Mr. Power Ranger?
- My name is Master Chief.
- Oh right, Master chief.
Well, it looks like you've reached the end of the road, pal.
- Just wait 'til Halo Infinite comes out.
You'll see.
- All right, old man, whatever you say.
- Hey Tomato, wanna go practice our emotes?
- [Tomato] Sounds like a plan to me.
- Man, I hate this generation
(upbeat music)