- [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)
