Gavin: Space Invaders! It’s an arcade classic where aliens invade earth. Gavin: In the game, the aliens move completely in unison, in an extremely predictable pattern. Gavin: Now, surely knowing the pattern would give you a huge advantage. Or would it?! Aliens: Yeeeeeaaaaaaahhhhh! Gavin: In this very special episode of Immersion, we’ve come to our Rooster Teeth alien defense station here at the first RTX Australia convention. Gavin: And this is mankind’s last chance at survival. Michael: What the hell is this? Gavin: I’m a scientist now. Michael: I leave for like two episodes and you’re a scientist now? Gavin: I did all the science. Look at the science. Barbara: He’s upgraded. Michael: You’ve downgraded. Gavin: Alright. Barbara: As you know, in Space Invaders, an alien army marches in unison, slowly making their way towards Earth. Barbara: Our lab rats will man a gun turret. One pushing left and right, and the other aiming and firing. Barbara: The alien army will be armed with a variety of projectiles. Barbara: And if the alien army reaches our lab rats, humanity loses. Gavin: Lads, ready? Michael: Ready to try with my new best teammate, ever. Barbara: That’s, that’s cold.
Michael: Not you. Gavin: Oh, it cuts me so deep. Gavin: Alright, so Michael and Ryan have seven lives. Gavin: Each successful hit from an alien will take off one life. Gavin: So, uh, let’s see how they do. Michael: Well. Ryan: This is, uh, this is the best Earth could do, huh? Michael: Don’t we have tanks and shit? Ryan: Nah, just Nerf. Michael: What’s the strategy here? What, what’s your plan Ryan?
Ryan: Uh Ryan: I think we run and hide. Barbara: Alright guys, you ready? Three, two, one, invade! Michael: Alright. Jesus! Ryan: Alright. Ryan: Michael, would you hit something please?! Michael: I’m trying! It’s the gun, it’s not me. I have, my controller’s broken! Ryan: I need you to kill somethin’! Barbara: They’re so fucked. Ryan: My goal is one. Hey we got one! Michael: I got one! Ryan: Alright! Only a thousand more to go. Michael: Go, go, go! Go to the right, go to the right. Jesus, you’re gonna kill me. Ryan: This is really hard here. Michael: I have, I gained weight for the movie, okay! They told me I needed to! Ryan: Jesus, man. Michael: Our defenses are going to shit, it’s awful out here!
Ryan: If only we used something stronger than boxes! Michael: Get the hell out of here! Ryan: Aww yeah, get ’em, we’ll get them on low cover here. Michael: Ungh.
Ryan: There you go. Michael: Take that you yellow scum! Michael: Push, push Ryan! Push like you’re pregnant! I need safety, get me behind the wall! Ryan: I didn’t take lamaze class, I don’t know how! Michael: Oh, Jesus. Gavin: All their ammo’s down. Do you see that? Have they noticed? Ryan: Have we got any bullets left?
Michael: Oh, I’m running out of bullets, I’m running out of bullets! Ryan: The position, look out! Woah!
Michael: I got one, we’re gonna need to reload! Ryan: This is our last base. Michael: Jesus Christ! Michael: Where’s the ammo?! Ryan, it’s back there!
Ryan: Aw, shit!
Michael: The ammo’s back there, go get it! Michael: Go push us back, pull us back! Holy shit! Ryan: Dude, you’re gonna have to get out and walk here a minute. This is really hard.
Michael: I’m not walking shit. Michael: Ryan!
Ryan: Hold it in! Michael: We have no defenses left!
Ryan: Ah, incoming! Michael: Move, move, move! Ryan: Get the pink, get the pink!
Michael: I got, ow, ow.
Ryan: Oh. A direct hit. Michael: *Cough* *Cough* Ryan: And backing up.
Michael: Wait I need ammo. Gavin: They’re actually not doing bad. They’re about halfway through but the aliens are really speeding up. Barbara: They gotta go faster too. Michael: Ah, I can’t see.
Ryan: Let me see. Ah, it’s locked up. Michael: I can’t see through the goggles. Michael: Oh my God, I’m not even pushing and I’m out of fucking breath. Ryan: Aw, pink is gettin’ close.
Michael: Let’s go, let’s go. Ryan: Get pink!
Michael: I’m tryin’! Michael: Oh shit! I got some splash damage, I got some splash damage. Michael: I’m gettin’ my ass kicked. Gavin would do a better job than this! Ryan: Bullshit! Gavin couldn’t move you an inch! Michael: He’d be doing it like a teammate Ryan. Ryan: Oh, that was a hit.
Ryan: That was another hit. Michael: My abdomen! *cough* *cough* Ughhhh, unghhhh Barbara: They’re sure complaining a lot about water balloons. Have they ever been to summer camp? Michael: Oh my God
Ryan: Can you see at all? Michael: It is slippery. No, that’s why I’m not using the googles anymore. Michael: But, I did it for Earth.
Ryan: Yeah. Michael: Alright. Go, go , go , go , go, go , go!
Ryan: Aim, fire Earth! Michael: Alright, we’re doin’ good, we’re doin’ good. I’m, I, I, I. Did I get one?
Ryan: I am shocked. Michael: Oh, I got ’em, I got ’em. Ok. Michael: This is, dude this is goin’ well. This, this is actually workin’ out!
Ryan: Awww, the Earth is doin’ okay. Michael: Oh
Ryan: Aw, shit! Ah, no. Ah.
Michael: Oh God, it went in my mouth! It went in my mouth! Gavin: Oh, in his face. Barbara: It’s like alien bukkake just happened all over Michael. Ryan: Can we just stay over here now? Ryan: Look, here’s the thing
Michael: Paint tastes fuckin’ disgusting. Ryan: We’ll give ’em Chicago, nobody wants it anyway. Michael: Dude, I don’t give a shit. Ryan: Whadda we got? Michael: We got, uh, a lot of green shit in the gun.
Ryan: Oh shit, they’re goin’ fast. Michael: It’s dripping. Michael: Alright, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
Ryan: Eat fire, Earth. Ryan: Knock ’em out, knock ’em out! Hoo! Barbara: Ya know, I think they’re doing too good of a job right now. Gavin: They’re gettin’ through ’em.
Barbara: We need to stop ’em. Gavin: Release the mothership! Gus: To victory, and Earth! Michael: Aw, what the hell is that?
Ryan: Holy Shit! Michael: What is that fuckin’ freak?! Look at it!
Ryan: Ah, my eyes! Michael: Put some fuckin’ clothes on. Jesus! Ryan: He’s shooting at us too!
Michael: It’s just everywhere! Ryan: He’s offensive to the face and the eyes.
Michael: He’s got a ladle! Michael: Oh, shit! Ryan: Didn’t you do a movie about this?! Michael: Yes, and it, we were terrible! Ryan: Oh.
Michael: Fuck, Ryan. Gavin: Oh, and he’s off the cart.
Barbara: Michael! Michael: Go, go, go, go, go pushing, keep pushing.
Ryan: Go, you’re not on. Gavin: Oh, and again. Now they’re down to two, immediately. Michael: Fuck. Oh God, oh God. The blue’s so close, the blue’s so close, the blue’s so close. Michael: Go, go, go!
Ryan: Ugggghhhhh. Michael: I’m trying, it’s jammed! I’m not, it’s always jammed! God dammit!
Ryan: Make the counter crack! Do anything! Michael: The military fucked us! This equipment is faulty. Michael: Oh, shit!
Ryan: Oh, shit! Barbara: Oh man, Gus got them right in the face.
Gavin: Oh! Now, that’s their final life and the aliens are entering the Earths atmosphere. Gavin: I can’t believe how close this is actually.
Barbara: They have no more chances. Michael: This is the choice we’ve made. We’re gonna defend the Earth or we’re gonna die trying. Michael: I am not, I’m not getting out of my seat!
Ryan: It’s, stop complaining! Gavin: They’re taking too long to reload. They’ve gotta take out those last four aliens.
Barbara: Oh, no. Michael: Come on, come on. Get in there.
Ryan: Oh, shit. I, the track is gone! Ryan: There’s no track anymore.
Michael: The track is gone. Ryan: I think this is it!
Michael: I think we’re done for. Gavin: This is literally their last chance.
Barbara: Ooh. Oh my God, they could
Gavin: They have to shoot ’em now. Michael: Ungh. There’s so many jammed in, there’s like 19 bullets in the fucking chamber! Michael: We’re fucked! Gavin: The gun is completely jammed, it’s like he’s wrestling with it.
Barbara: Shoooot. Michael: This is war, war is hell!
Ryan: Come on man, you’ve gotta fire! Barbara: Throw the gun!
Michael: We’re fucked, we’re fucked Ryan. Ryan: Alright. Michael: No, they’re kicking our shield.
Ryan: It’s over. Michael: Nooooo!
Gavin: No, it’s over.
Ryan: Aw! Barbara: So are we dead now technically?
Gavin: Technically yea, we, we were there.
Barbara: Oh. Gavin: We were on Earth, so uh, we’re done for.
Barbara: So, does Gus rule Earth now? Michael: Ugh, God. Michael: Did I get any in my eye?
Ryan: I mean, like not right in the center of it. Gavin: Well guys, Earth took an absolute pounding. But it was very close. What do you think the downfall was? Michael: This. Gavin: It did get gooped up pretty badly.
Michael: It got gooped so hard. Gavin: What’s fascinating to me is you had these walls,
Michael: Yup. Gavin: you had this block,
Gavin: yet somehow your penis took the brunt of, look, stand up, stand, look at this. Gavin: How did that, how did he get so messy?
Michael: It’s just such a big target I think everyone just aimed for it. Barbara: Well, clearly you guys didn’t do too well and Earth is doomed now forever.
Gavin: You doomed us all. Barbara: So, Gus, congratulations. You guys are officially the winners. Gus: Thank you. I’d like to speak to my aliens, so get out of here.
GAvin: Let’s get out of here. Gus: So most of you sucked, four of you did good. So there’s only one thing really left to do. And, uh, that’s finish off the human race. Gus: Sorry guys. Ryan: Can I sign up for the alien team? Gus, Yeah, yeah. We had a good HR person. Ryan: Oh cool, alright. Uh, have fun man. Michael: Are you kidding me?
Ryan: You’re fine. Gus: Finish him!