*Thonk* Dangit! *Thunk* J-Fred: FLASH! *Boom* - Oh jeez-- *laughs* *Team Edge Music* Guys Welcome to Team Edge. My name is J- Fred and right now I am in a refrigerator- It's not a real refrigerator Don't get into fridges kids. I'm perfectly safe in a cardboard box I am pretending to be a fridge right now because somebody is looking for me They have to find me in one of these props and they don't know which prop I'm in. If you guys have ever seen prop hunt then you know what I'm talking about. If You haven't then you don't. Get educated. *Bryan yells* All right so when I hit the prop, the props can yell "flash" and that makes a flashbang And I can't see anything for 30 seconds. *Hits box* J-Fred: "Flash!" *Slap* [Music] Bryan: I don't know about this. I'm gonna get claustrophobic! Bryan: You know you're taking so long. He knows we're gonna be doing something funky. J-Fred: "Huh?" Bryan: I don't think a person's actually gonna fit in this thing *zip* Bryan: I can fit in it! Haha! Bryan: Imma move one of these things so it looks like we moved 'em. Bryan: OW! Bryan: Ow ow. *whispers* I really have to go pee Bobby: *voice crack* All right! Bobby: I think Joey might go in this. Let's try it out. *gun shoots* No! Nothing! Okay! This sink definitely looks like it moved. I'm gonna try it. *Gun shoots* What?! *gun shoots* What? We're would the giraffe man be?? *Gun shoots* Bryan: BLEH!! What? I just heard something! *Bryan taunts again* *Gun Shoots* Bryan: FLAASH!! Bryan: FLAASH!!
Bobby: 1, 2 3, 4, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, *cut* 28, 29, 30! *Gun shoots* What?? What??
-BOOP!! Did he.. Did he..
-Boop!! *Gun shoots* What the heck? What the heck?
- BOP!! I have one more left. *Random screams* *Laughs* I can't tell where they're coming from! *More screaming* . .. ... *Quiet squeaking* *Gun shoots* Bryan: Agh!! FLASH! 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27-- 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27--
*Box scrunches in background* 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27--
*Bryan laughs* 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27--
Bryan: PAUSE!! PAUSE [Inaudible] Bobby! Pause!! *Crew starts laughing* He fell in the-- *laughs* *Bryan laughs* Bryan: Welp, There goes our hiding spot! Start your countdown over , Bobby *cut* 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 20 *wut* 21, 22, 23, 24, 29, *wait wut?*, 30! *Inaudible whispering* *J-Fred Taunts* *Gun shoots* Bryan: We win! Bobby: Where's Joey? Wait-- You can't do that! Bryan: Says who?! Bobby: You can't do that! Bobby: You can't do that!
Bryan: PROPS WIN!! J-Fred: PLOT TWIST!! Bryan: Props win! Bryan: Props win!
Bobby: You can't do that! Woo!!
Bobby: You can't do that! Bobby: Alright, FINE.
- I Became the box. Let's move it in to inside. Alright, Gonna get into this thing. *Bag rattling* I'm emerging as a beautiful butterfly! *Groaning* *Muffled*:
C'mon! *Muffled*
Joey, C'mon! *Grunts* It broke. Let's see Oh; they're done Shame on you if you thought it was really gonna do that. J-Fred's got a fridge! *Bang* Just wanted to hit that box. Let's see if this bag is breathin' What is that supposed to be? a tongue? *Fart noise* Yeah, no no one's in there dang it Uuh? Haya! BONK Dang it. Let's go back into J-Fred's office. Oh! Very interesting! When I first was here, there was a little pillow sticking out! If I hit you in the face, I'm sorry. *Smack* FLAASH!! *Laughs* Kay, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5-- Bobby: Can't get out.. Bryan: 11 Dangit 20! 29, 30! *Scream* What? *taunt* What? This thing is distort-- MARCO! Marco! Marco!
- POLO! *Random babbling* I'm going crazy here. *Thonk* Dangit! *Thunk* J-Fred: FLASH! *Boom* - Oh jeez-- *laughs* 6 7 That was scary *Inaudible* I just spit everywhere. 30! There's a reason why Whitney's over here. See what the cameras are pointing to? . .. ... hello. HAAAA! *BANG* -Flash! okay.. Did i hit him? Did i hit him?
- Shoot that wasn't me. but I yelled flash. - Shoot that wasn't me. but I yelled flash. 6 7 8 9! *humming a tune* 10! 30! Oh! You gave it away. You gave it away! Both of you! Phones pointing this way, cameras pointing this way. Either I got me a 6'5 giraffe in the fridge or a boxed up pile of body in here. *Bobby groans* I'm all out of flashes.
- He's dead. *thonk* *Sad music starts* Lemme fix your ear.
*Bobby laughs* what are you doing? MARCO!! ᵖᵒˡᵒ MARCO! ᵖᵒˡᵒ I hear a very little polo! *Bang* ooh *thonk* FLAASH!!!
Oh- *laughs* 10! 30! ₒₒₒₒᴏᴏᴏᴏoOOOH! Oh, sorry my tush hit him. he's in my office. you done son! you done! I got one more life left. Oh this is-- Wait a second *SMACK* FLASH!! I still have one more.
1, 2, 3, 4, 20! 30! Thank you Whitney. Goodbye J-Fred! *smack* Oh. I lost.. Oh noo!!! What's gooₒₒOOd? It's your turn. Can you make sure I'm buried? Yeah here I'm just placing way too many balls. *Inaudible* oh shoot. What? can someone put glasses on me? Not In my ear bro. ON my ears *Chicken toots* The difference between this round and the other rounds is that they can be in the office or in the edge space. And I have to kill them with this chicken. *Chicken toot* time to meet your painmaker. *Music* There's quite possibly somebody in this thing. It's a little boat out on the sides, but I don't know if I-- *chicken clucks* There's nothing in there? dang it I swear I saw It move! I saw I swear it move! Haha okay-- I saw that- *Laughs* Bryan: No one in here!
*Joey laughs* I just see somebody laughing with the things going up and down. Bryan: No one in he-- Bryan: No one in he--
*SMACK* OHOHOHOHOO - Ohohoo Flaash!! Flaash!
- Did I get something? I didn't know where I was aiming! I thought that was your back! 3 4 5 5
*slap* OW! 7 8 9 He hit me in the No no spot. 30! *Chicken screeches* *Clucking* Man, I really need to go to the bathroom. I'm down to five lives cuz' i had seven and I missed 2. I'm down to five lives cuz' i had seven and I missed 2.
*taunt* I heard something. Wait. Wait.
These are back. *Bang* *chicken toots* *Bang* *chicken toots*
AH! FLASH!! Yes, I got him!!
AH! FLASH!! Yes, I got him!! 2! 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 *slap* 10 11 12 13 14 15 19 20 29 30 Ready or not here I come. What we looking at Whitney? are we looking in Bryan's office? Whitney was looking at something. Oh the door to the washing machine is shut now! *Door opens* Wait never mind forget it *SMACK* *Alien noises* Oh it's-- *Inaudible* Oh it's-- *Inaudible*
- FLASH FLASH FLASH!!!! Close your eyes What if I want to go back in there? get away from me! 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 *counting continues* noooOOO!! Oh *SMACK* *Groan* Bobby he doesn't know you're right here. shh. stop breathing RAAARGH!!! RARH!! One life left! Bobby you can make it *BOKBOKBOKBOK* GAME OVER! PROPS WIN! BOBBY! Bobby? Maybe he passed out in one of the contraptions AH FLASH!! How are you breathing? WE DID IT, BOBBY! WE WON Guys make sure you-- OW Go check out the ultimate kickball challenge that we did in our warehouse with a bunch of people that was so much fun And check out *inaudible* *CRUNCH*
