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"Someday, I'm gonna make my own brigade. I bet the other brigades will look after the decent types and the brilliant ones, so... The ones destiny didn't choose. The ones who got chained down. The lost ones. The ones burdened with crimes. A brigade where people who haven't been able to wield the power they've got can rampage around. I'll get stronger too... So I can keep those idiots together."
— Yami Sukehiro, Black Clover
With a reluctant assistant cook as a pilot, a ditsy general's daughter in command, and the largest contingent of geeks, misfits and anime fans ever sent into orbit, the poor enemy Jovians won't stand a chance!
— Right Stuf's summary of Martian Successor Nadesico
"A brand-new director... A devil-may-care advisor... An art director who still has communication issues... And a character designer who's not technically hired yet. With communication problems of her own. This doesn't look good...!"
— Christina Wako Yamato, New Game!
Colonel: The opposite side of the shore is the domain of Lunatic's army. Once we cross that point, there's no guarantee we'll make it out safely.
Monica: Hol' up! I was only in this for the money so I can live easy! Y'all with me on this? Doesn't it bother you that you might not come back alive?
Colonel: Not really, it's part of the job.
Empress: I have to find the Lighthouse.
Dead Master: I'll accompany Empress.
Strength: I'll beat Lunatic to her last breath!
Monica: Right, I'm not dealing with normal people...
Monica: Hol' up! I was only in this for the money so I can live easy! Y'all with me on this? Doesn't it bother you that you might not come back alive?
Colonel: Not really, it's part of the job.
Empress: I have to find the Lighthouse.
Dead Master: I'll accompany Empress.
Strength: I'll beat Lunatic to her last breath!
Monica: Right, I'm not dealing with normal people...
"Y'know, you guys are a bunch of weirdos; I felt like I should point that out."
—Frankie to the Straw Hat Pirates, One Piece, "Episode 285"
Comic Books
"Back in the '60s, when DC super-heroes still sported right-angled jawlines and Boy Scout principles, the Doom Patrol slouched into town like a pack of junkyard dogs with a grudge against mankind."
— Grant Morrison in their afterword to Doom Patrol #20
"Funny thing is, even though it didn't exactly all work out the way I had hoped, I feel weirdly proud about the whole thing. Like maybe losing's not the worst thing that can happen to a guy, you know? I mean, hell, maybe it's not losing at all — we were the Sinister Six! That's a big deal, right? And those other guys that used to call themselves that, the ones everyone thinks are the real Sinister Six — I'd never trade places with them in a million years. You know why? Because while they might be smarter or richer or have awesome lion pelt vests — they'll never know what it's like to be a guy with a dream and nothing else. Somebody just trying to get make it to where they have to go, willing to do anything to get there. What it's like to fight and scrap and claw for everything you have. Just survive. That's worth something, too. And that's what we were. We might have been a sorry bunch of lying, scheming, two-bit hoods, but you ask me, pound for pound — I say we were the best damn gang this town's ever seen."
Niles: Okay. We've got an engineer who locks himself in the engine room on bad days. We've got a gunner who won't fire her guns unless she wants to. Probably the most brilliant man in the navy, can't operate e-station unless he's all fucked up on drugs. And a pilot who humps procedure books at night.
Ryder: We're doomed. But we got a nice boat.
Ryder: We're doomed. But we got a nice boat.
"I'll tell you, Javelin, everyone thinks I'm a leaden-footed traditionalist. Brawn's a dim-witted strongbot. Groove's a distracted eccentric, Subsea's a neurotic mess, Flareup's... well, a bit peculiar. And that's all true. But it's not the whole truth. Nobody's that small. I like to think my little group aims to exceed our small truths. And to assume others can do the same."
— Ironhide, Transformers (2019) #29
"Rider, the Guardians is an ad-hoc group of mercenaries and trauma survivors, operating out of bars and hospital facilities. What is there to shut down exactly?"
— The Super-Skrull, Guardians of the Galaxy (2020)
Fan Fiction
And the five sort-of friends went upstairs.
It's a weird friendship they all have.
But they have it.
It's a weird friendship they all have.
But they have it.
— Calvin & Hobbes: The Series, "Two Loons and a Kid"
They're all milling around the car in the gas station forecourt, stretching their legs while Snake pumps the gas, Clover hovering at his elbow. It's empty, which Junpei is thankful for, because as a group they look bizarre. A schoolgirl in kneesocks, an exotic dancer in a sarong, a hulking policeman, an aristocratic young man wearing a monk's robe, and some college kid, all filthy, all exhausted.
"Yep, we're rude, crude and completely ragtag. In other words, we're a shoo-in to win!"
— Bartolomeo, This Bites!, Chapter 62
Film — Live-Action
"We spend 250 billion dollars a year on defense. And here we are — the fate of the planet in the hands of bunch of retards I wouldn't trust with a potato gun!"
— General Kimsey, Armageddon (1998)
"But, let's do a headcount here: Your brother, the demigod; a super-soldier — a living legend who kind of lives up to the legend; a man with breathtaking anger management issues; a couple of master assassins, and you, big fella... you've managed to piss off every single one of them."
— Tony Stark, The Avengers (2012)
"So here we are: a thief, two thugs, an assassin and a maniac. But we're not going to stand by as evil wipes out the galaxy. I guess we're stuck together, partners."
— Peter Quill, Guardians of the Galaxy (2014) trailer
Ella: I'm coming with you, if you don't mind.
Meacham: Be our guest. We've got a kid and a dog tagging along, why not a woman?
Meacham: Be our guest. We've got a kid and a dog tagging along, why not a woman?
"There's no use waiting for the cavalry, because as of this moment, the cavalry is us. This is our fight, whether we like it or not. Just we few. We're not your classic superheroes. We're not the favorites. We're the other guys. We're the guys nobody ever bets on."
— The Shoveler, Mystery Men
"An orphan girl, a lost traveler, an old drunk, and the monk who has failed at the same task for half his life. Hmph. Misfits following a misfit in hopes of rescuing... a misfit."
"We're all very different people. We're not Watusi. We're not Spartans. We're Americans with a capital "A," huh? You know what that means? Do you? That means that our forefathers were kicked out of every decent country in the world. We are the wretched refuse. We're the underdog. We're mutts. Here's proof. His nose is cold. But there's no animal that's more faithful, that's more loyal, more loveable than the mutt. Who saw Old Yeller? Who cried when Old Yeller got shot at the end? Nobody cried when Old Yeller got shot? I'm sure. I cried my eyes out. Yeah. So we're all dogfaces. We're all very different. But there is one thing that we all have in common. We were all stupid enough to enlist in the army."
— John Winger, Stripes
"So, this is the team that's gonna take down the most dangerous wizard in over a century: a magizoologist, his indispensable assistant, a schoolteacher, a wizard descended from a very old French family and... a muggle baker with his fake wand."
— Theseus Scamander, Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore
Literature
"Cassie, everyone here has problems. Ax is the only member of his species within a trillion miles who's not a Controller; you're a pacifist who spends half her time battling aliens; Jake is just a dumb jock trying to play General Eisenhower; Rachel is about three millimeters away from morphing permanently into the Terminator; and, oh, by the way, Tobias is a bird who lives in a tree and eats mice for breakfast."
— Marco, Animorphs, "The Proposal"
Shelena: Just great! I found myself in a fascinating company! A banished wizard, who can't conjure anything without fainting immediately...
Veres: It's temporary!
Shelena: ...a dragon who runs away from overgrown wolves...
Darkness: Yeah, I barely managed to catch up with you!
Shelena: ...an adolescent with consumption...
[Rest tries to protest, but has an attack of coughing]
Shelena: ...and... a child!
[Virra's the only one to cheer up]
Darkness: And a werewolf with a nasty character.
Veres: It's not your usual werewolf... She's a woman. And there's no elixir that'd help you with that.
Veres: It's temporary!
Shelena: ...a dragon who runs away from overgrown wolves...
Darkness: Yeah, I barely managed to catch up with you!
Shelena: ...an adolescent with consumption...
[Rest tries to protest, but has an attack of coughing]
Shelena: ...and... a child!
[Virra's the only one to cheer up]
Darkness: And a werewolf with a nasty character.
Veres: It's not your usual werewolf... She's a woman. And there's no elixir that'd help you with that.
Wedge Antilles: I'm leading children, and I'm getting them killed.
Wes Janson: That's true.
Wedge: What did you say?
Wes: It's true. Wedge, you asked for misfits. You had to have known that even with the ones who made the grade, they were going to take losses that were heavier than in a normal unit. So many of them are dragging around these weights of emotional problems. It makes it tougher for them to hop in the right direction at the right time.
Wedge: Well... maybe.
Wes: Even with that, as a group they're doing better than they ever had a right to. Some of them are fit to eat with real people. Even to fly with other units. That wasn't the case when you founded the Wraiths.
Wes Janson: That's true.
Wedge: What did you say?
Wes: It's true. Wedge, you asked for misfits. You had to have known that even with the ones who made the grade, they were going to take losses that were heavier than in a normal unit. So many of them are dragging around these weights of emotional problems. It makes it tougher for them to hop in the right direction at the right time.
Wedge: Well... maybe.
Wes: Even with that, as a group they're doing better than they ever had a right to. Some of them are fit to eat with real people. Even to fly with other units. That wasn't the case when you founded the Wraiths.
Hannah is laughing silently to herself, shoulders shaking. "God," she manages, "I can't bloody work out if this is the worst military intelligence division or the best. I really can't."
— Broken Hero, by Jonathan Wood
An apostate scientist, a kidnaped scientist, a dull peasant, a two-headed monster, an apple-brained moron; five knives, counting Joe-Jim as one; five brains, counting Joe-Jim as two and Bobo as none; five brains and five knives to overthrow an entire culture.
In the white light, Quentin could see better and what he saw was five people who didn't look much like a team of world-beating master thieves. He felt more like he'd just joined the French Foreign Legion: they were the sweepings of the magical world, the lost souls, here because nobody else would take them.
Live-Action TV
"This is the crack team that foils my every plan? I am deeply shamed."
— Spike, Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Matt Murdock: What I'm saying is going at them head on, that'll get you killed.
Danny Rand: Only if we do it alone.
Jessica Jones: [Beat] No.
Danny: Look, these people took everything from me. I'm gonna take them down, one way or another.
Luke Cage: I wanted to help one kid. One family.
Jessica: I'm the first to admit when I'm in over my head, and this is way past my threshold.
Danny: What are you talking about? Bulletproof. Blind ninja. Whatever it is you are.
Jessica: Classy.
Danny: I tried being a one-man army and it failed. But this. This feels like something else is at work here.
Danny Rand: Only if we do it alone.
Jessica Jones: [Beat] No.
Danny: Look, these people took everything from me. I'm gonna take them down, one way or another.
Luke Cage: I wanted to help one kid. One family.
Jessica: I'm the first to admit when I'm in over my head, and this is way past my threshold.
Danny: What are you talking about? Bulletproof. Blind ninja. Whatever it is you are.
Jessica: Classy.
Danny: I tried being a one-man army and it failed. But this. This feels like something else is at work here.
— The Defenders (2017), "Royal Dragon"
"Well, it's a Jerry Springer kind of family... but for what it's worth, Zhaan, you're family."
— John Crichton, Farscape
"Talk about blatant tokenism. That whole ragtag bunch of misfits thing is so 2009."
— Olivia Newton-John, Glee
"You've each been selected for this mission because you're unknown to the enemy and you each have a special skill. Professor Hawking, John Leslie, Phil Neville, the Wu-Tang Clan, Usher, the Sugar Puffs Monster, and Daniel Day-Lewis; Welcome to Operation Mind-Fuck!"
"You're telling me the fate of the world is in the hands of a pastry chef, a Harlem Globetrotter, an alien real estate sign-spinner, a dude dressed as Grimace, and an office chair?"
"It is clear to me that none of you are worthy of my blood or my life, but I will stand for you. And together we will bring honor to this ship and glory to the Empire."
— Worf to the crew of the Rotarran, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, "Soldiers of the Empire"
"A child, a moron, a failure and a psychopath. Quite a little team you've put together."
— Brunt, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, "The Magnificent Ferengi"
Garak: Damar expressed concern when I told him that Colonel Kira would be leading this mission.
Kira: Well, if he wants to defeat the Dominion, he's going to have to put his personal feelings aside.
Garak: He's certainly willing to do that. He knows the value of your skills. Damar is concerned that his men will see your uniform as an affront. We Cardassians are a proud people. Losing Bajor to a ragtag band of terrorists, no offense, was a humiliation.
Kira: Well, if he wants to defeat the Dominion, he's going to have to put his personal feelings aside.
Garak: He's certainly willing to do that. He knows the value of your skills. Damar is concerned that his men will see your uniform as an affront. We Cardassians are a proud people. Losing Bajor to a ragtag band of terrorists, no offense, was a humiliation.
— Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, "When It Rains..."
"You wouldn't be the first wayward soul we've folded into our ranks."
— Captain Janeway, Star Trek: Voyager, "Counterpoint"
Dean: This is it.
Sam: This is what?
Dean: Team Free Will. One ex-blood junkie, one dropout with six bucks to his name, and Mr. Comatose over there.
Sam: This is what?
Dean: Team Free Will. One ex-blood junkie, one dropout with six bucks to his name, and Mr. Comatose over there.
— Supernatural, "The Song Remains the Same"
"What can we do? We're just a ragtag bunch of misfits."
— Felix, Wizards of Waverly Place
"The thing we're up against, it has virtually unlimited resources — governments working unwittingly at its behest, operatives around the globe protecting it. You know how many we have? Five. Six if you count the dog."
— Root, Person of Interest, "Panopticon"
Eleanor: All right, we're all in, we'll help you—
Michael: You finally listened to reason!
Eleanor: —On one condition. You wanna be on our team? You gotta be on our team. Which means the professor here [points to Chidi] is gonna give us all lessons on how to be better people, including you.
Michael: No, I won't be taking any classes. I'm an immortal being with abilities you can only dream—
Eleanor: Yeah and we're an Arizona dirtbag, a human turtleneck, a narcissistic monster, and literally the dumbest person I've ever met.
Jason: And who am I? Describe me now!
Michael: You finally listened to reason!
Eleanor: —On one condition. You wanna be on our team? You gotta be on our team. Which means the professor here [points to Chidi] is gonna give us all lessons on how to be better people, including you.
Michael: No, I won't be taking any classes. I'm an immortal being with abilities you can only dream—
Eleanor: Yeah and we're an Arizona dirtbag, a human turtleneck, a narcissistic monster, and literally the dumbest person I've ever met.
Jason: And who am I? Describe me now!
Music
One's father was filthy rich, two was middle class, and one was homeless,
Add in the paralyzed girl in the wheelchair who just liked to watch, and that was the whole clique.
Add in the paralyzed girl in the wheelchair who just liked to watch, and that was the whole clique.
— Lupe Fiasco, "Kick, Push II"
And the cynics were outraged
Screaming, "This is absurd!"
Cause for a moment a band of thieves in ripped up jeans got to rule the world.
Screaming, "This is absurd!"
Cause for a moment a band of thieves in ripped up jeans got to rule the world.
— Taylor Swift, "Long Live"
Podcasts
Devo: I just want to say that out there in the world, there are ragtag groups that would look at us and say "I don't know about them."
Amber: "These are pretty ragtag—these tags are about as rag as they come—"
Devo: My lord. We can one day aspire to be a ragtag group. Like, this is "ugh, if only we could be considered ragtag instead of whatever is happening now." There was a time where we could've hired an octopus and a person who had, like, experience out here and instead we have Urchin and Dylan. Uuuugh.
—The Adventure Zone: Ethersea, Episode 40
Theater
"Burr, check what we got
Mister Lafayette, hard rock like Lancelot
I think your pants look hot
Laurens, I like you a lot
Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle callin' the pot
What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?
Poppin' a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not
A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolitionists?
Give me a position, show me where the ammunition is!"
Mister Lafayette, hard rock like Lancelot
I think your pants look hot
Laurens, I like you a lot
Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle callin' the pot
What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot?
Poppin' a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not
A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolitionists?
Give me a position, show me where the ammunition is!"
— Hamilton, Hamilton
"What will posterity think we were? Demi-gods? We're men, no more no less, trying to get a nation started against greater odds than a more generous God would have allowed."
— Benjamin Franklin, 1776
Video Games
The Warden: Don't I have enough armed lunatics following me around?
Oghren: Perfect! What's one more?
Oghren: Perfect! What's one more?
— Dragon Age: Origins, when Oghren wants to join the party
Tallis: You think I would fit into your merry entourage?
Isabela: Let's see... Are you possessed? Consorting with demons? A pathological liar?
Tallis: I have six toes on my left foot.
Isabela: Let's see... Are you possessed? Consorting with demons? A pathological liar?
Tallis: I have six toes on my left foot.
— Dragon Age II: Mark of the Assassin
"Have you met my friends? All of them are crazy, and most of them are killers."
— Hawke, Dragon Age II: Mark of the Assassin
Leonard: Home ain't where the heart is. It's where they respect who you are. Well, my badge means shit now. You shoot a coupla sister-fuckin' dirtbags in the back, and it's no badge, no gun, no permits, just like that.
Callum: Aye, I was the heid man until I slashed up the wrong cunt. A mate of my da's, the cap'n, took me in after that. Aye, THAT cap'n. But I'm off the skag an' I've still got my knife in case an'er wrong cunt comes 'roon.
Tisha: I'd still carry my M9 if I could, but crazies don't get to carry weapons. The general pulls a few strings, and suddenly I have a disorder. Hell, we all have a disorder. How do you think we ended up in this shit?
Mikhail: I had to leave. People like me... They do not respect life. They respect the code. I broke it. Now I cannot go back. Not until I know I can keep my Katya and our daughter safe.
Callum: Just when we're daein' right, pirates come an' fuck oor chances of ever havin' new lives. We wouldnae have it.
Tisha: I headed straight for the money. Pirates were coming outta the fuckin' woodwork, but I could take care of them just fine. That wasn't the problem.
Leonard: The problem was that motherfuckin' ship captain. That cocksucker sold us out. Took every ounce a' cash we earned and sold the ship and every person on it to a bunch of candyass pirates.
Callum: The brass neck a' that cunt. The captain was my dad's mate. Oor mate. You just don' fuckin' do that!
Mikhail: We had only one choice. Not to stay and be sold like cattle, but to fight!
Tisha: And as long as the captain's out there, the fight's not over.
Leonard: Not until we take the money from his cold dead hands.
Callum: Aye, I was the heid man until I slashed up the wrong cunt. A mate of my da's, the cap'n, took me in after that. Aye, THAT cap'n. But I'm off the skag an' I've still got my knife in case an'er wrong cunt comes 'roon.
Tisha: I'd still carry my M9 if I could, but crazies don't get to carry weapons. The general pulls a few strings, and suddenly I have a disorder. Hell, we all have a disorder. How do you think we ended up in this shit?
Mikhail: I had to leave. People like me... They do not respect life. They respect the code. I broke it. Now I cannot go back. Not until I know I can keep my Katya and our daughter safe.
Callum: Just when we're daein' right, pirates come an' fuck oor chances of ever havin' new lives. We wouldnae have it.
Tisha: I headed straight for the money. Pirates were coming outta the fuckin' woodwork, but I could take care of them just fine. That wasn't the problem.
Leonard: The problem was that motherfuckin' ship captain. That cocksucker sold us out. Took every ounce a' cash we earned and sold the ship and every person on it to a bunch of candyass pirates.
Callum: The brass neck a' that cunt. The captain was my dad's mate. Oor mate. You just don' fuckin' do that!
Mikhail: We had only one choice. Not to stay and be sold like cattle, but to fight!
Tisha: And as long as the captain's out there, the fight's not over.
Leonard: Not until we take the money from his cold dead hands.
— Far Cry 3, Co-Op Mode
Rufus: Who are you guys?
Cloud: I'm Cloud, former SOLDIER First Class!
Barret: I'm from AVALANCHE!
Tifa: Same here!
Aerith: ...a flower girl from the slums.
Red XIII: ...a research specimen.
Rufus: What a crew.
Cloud: I'm Cloud, former SOLDIER First Class!
Barret: I'm from AVALANCHE!
Tifa: Same here!
Aerith: ...a flower girl from the slums.
Red XIII: ...a research specimen.
Rufus: What a crew.
Heidegger: So then — what is this ragtag group of misfits I see before me?
Barret: Avalanche!
Aerith: Local florist!
Red XIII: Lab rat dog.
Barret: Avalanche!
Aerith: Local florist!
Red XIII: Lab rat dog.
"An unlikely Band of Brothers."
— The Illusive Man, Mass Effect 2 cinematic trailer
"Sometimes, I'm not sure if the Normandy's a warship or a traveling freak-show."
— Wrex learning Shepard has a Prothean on the team, Mass Effect 3
"Two air pirates, a Silvite, two crazy old men, a snot-nosed brat, and an airsick prince! Valua doesn't stand a chance against us."
— Vyse, Skies of Arcadia
"There's something I still don't get. Am I really THAT weird? This world's full of crazies! Look at Jakob. He has split-personality disorder. The minute Lord/Lady Avatar shows up, he's a celestial being with a heart of gold. With everyone else, he's a jerk. Silas? He's OK, but he's into some strange stuff. Or Arthur? He must have done something terrible to the gods to have such bad luck! All of the ladies are sick and tired of being hit on by Laslow! You know it's true! And Niles?! Seriously?! Is anyone shadier than that character? Why single me out?"
— Odin, Fire Emblem Fates
"We're a sorry bunch of losers!"
— The Demoman, Team Fortress 2
An elite group of war veterans, psychopaths, heroes and expendables.
— Official description of the Hunters, Evolve
"Okay, listen up: Um... you're a bunch of dirty misfits! But you're all that's left, so you'll have to do."
"Men and women. Soldiers and outlaws. All will come to us now that the road is clear.
Great heroes can be found, even here... in the mud and rain."
Great heroes can be found, even here... in the mud and rain."
— The Narrator, Darkest Dungeon, when recruiting heroes from the Stagecoach
Kratos: Other than the Chosen, our group doesn't look like one that's on a journey to save the world.
Raine: You still don't trust Lloyd and Genis?
Kratos: They are much too young to bear the fate of the world. I'm concerned that they will not be able to handle this journey.
Raine: While I may be an elf, I'm still just a school teacher from a small village. And you're a mercenary who fights for money. I don't think we're fit to handle the task of saving the world either, wouldn't you agree?
Kratos: Hmph, indeed.
Raine: You still don't trust Lloyd and Genis?
Kratos: They are much too young to bear the fate of the world. I'm concerned that they will not be able to handle this journey.
Raine: While I may be an elf, I'm still just a school teacher from a small village. And you're a mercenary who fights for money. I don't think we're fit to handle the task of saving the world either, wouldn't you agree?
Kratos: Hmph, indeed.
"Disappointed? We call 'em the Misfits for a reason. They're undisciplined, lazy, and they have absolutely no espirit de corps."
— Sergeant McCredie, Fallout: New Vegas
"Poindexter's a smart-ass prick. O'Hanrahan's a big pussy, ain't good for shit in a fight. And Mags, well, Mags is cut out for something other than soldiering, you dig?"
"A courier, doctor, and a cybernetic dog. After we deal with the whole 'imminent conquest of New Vegas' problem, we should open an act at the Tops."
— Arcade Gannon, Fallout: New Vegas
Unnamed Brigand: The desert stronghold's been...taken.
Grieth: WHAAAAT?! Was it Deliverance? It was, wasn't it? Those lousy, no-good, dung-eatin'-
Unnamed Brigand: Actually, it was a girl and her friends. Some kinda priestess or somethin'? Kind of an odd mix if ya ask me. A mercenary, couple'a kid mages...
Mash: As for me, I'll stay back with Raikou to defend both her and the ship! ...All that aside, we certainly don't look like a group of warriors headed off to battle, do we?
Master: We might be a colorful crowd, but we're still fighting for our lives.
Nemo: This is definitely one of the most ragtag crews I've ever come across, that's for sure. Still, the fact that they're taking this unprecedented threat so lightly does seem like something Heroic Spirits would do.
Kale: You're just a bunch of losers!
Chai: Maybe so. But together, we're unstoppable!
'A story about the unluckiest but happiest people in the world"
Visual Novels
"That would be you. The leftovers nobody else wants. Makes sense?
A punk car thief, a tramp who 'worked' in a bar bathroom and an otaku narcissist who can't love anything that isn't two-dimensional... A walking potato who's strong but brainless and a cowardly sniper who can't kill people. I'm genuinely impressed they managed to find such a collection of rejects.
Of course, I myself am an idiot who rebelled against his parents, tried to become a dentist, and somehow ended up as military doctor instead... If anything, I'm probably the single biggest moron in this room."
A punk car thief, a tramp who 'worked' in a bar bathroom and an otaku narcissist who can't love anything that isn't two-dimensional... A walking potato who's strong but brainless and a cowardly sniper who can't kill people. I'm genuinely impressed they managed to find such a collection of rejects.
Of course, I myself am an idiot who rebelled against his parents, tried to become a dentist, and somehow ended up as military doctor instead... If anything, I'm probably the single biggest moron in this room."
— Liutenant J, when first meeting his future platoon, The Labyrinth of Grisaia.
"The three of us all have pretty annoying personalities. If we were a bit more normal, we'd probably have more normal friends. We're stuck together now because we're all flawed."
— Sasa Futano, regarding herself and her two best friends, Kindred Spirits on the Roof
Webcomics
Thief: Our usual strategies aren't working here, RM.
Red Mage: You mean bungle around and let White Mage sort it out later?
Red Mage: You mean bungle around and let White Mage sort it out later?
Red Mage: What happened to us? Sidequests used to fall into our laps. Now everyone mistakes us for clowns or perverts.
Black Mage: Well, to be fair, that's not so much incorrect as imprecise.
Black Mage: Well, to be fair, that's not so much incorrect as imprecise.
Mindflayer: Adventurers? I thought we were a bunch of outcasts banded together in hopes of increasing our odds of surviving to the next day.
Lomylith: That would be the definition of the word "adventurers," flayer.
Lomylith: That would be the definition of the word "adventurers," flayer.
— Mindflayed
"Is it true what they say about ragtag bands of misfits? Because if it is, we're pretty much invincible."
— Matt, Murphy's Law
Xykon: So, does the warranty on this cover being destroyed when your dungeon is accidentally blown up by a ragtag band of dysfunctional heroes?
Salesman: How rag-tag are we talking here?
Salesman: How rag-tag are we talking here?
Elan: I think I probably made everything harder for the rest of you when I really didn't need to. Probably not enough to justify trying to stab me, but still. Sorry about that.
Roy: To be fair, it was just a dungeon crawl then. You didn't know it would eventually turn into saving the world.
Elan: We were a ragtag band of unlikely heroes with unresolved issues who didn't see eye-to-eye. I should've known, Roy. I should've known.
Roy: To be fair, it was just a dungeon crawl then. You didn't know it would eventually turn into saving the world.
Elan: We were a ragtag band of unlikely heroes with unresolved issues who didn't see eye-to-eye. I should've known, Roy. I should've known.
"Wait, wait. You ARE a rag-tag group of adventurers with unclear goals and good hearts, right? ...Yeah, you people are my LARGEST threat."
Torbjörn: So we're down to five crew members, and there's still not enough for proper salaries. No one will want to work for us. Unless they're idiots.
Trond: Stop badmouthing idiots, you spoiled brats! Some of the most competent soldiers that I've had the privilege to work with were idiots. [...] Another demographic we should look into is desperate people, like the recently fired ones. And those who hate their current employers or co-workers with a burning passion.
Taru: Oooh, what about people who are extremely bored with their lives? I know places where I can find people like that.
Trond: Excellent! See, Taru understands what I'm trying to say.
Siv: Our crew is going to be just a bunch of weirdos, isn't it?
Trond: Stop badmouthing idiots, you spoiled brats! Some of the most competent soldiers that I've had the privilege to work with were idiots. [...] Another demographic we should look into is desperate people, like the recently fired ones. And those who hate their current employers or co-workers with a burning passion.
Taru: Oooh, what about people who are extremely bored with their lives? I know places where I can find people like that.
Trond: Excellent! See, Taru understands what I'm trying to say.
Siv: Our crew is going to be just a bunch of weirdos, isn't it?
Web Original
"So... we got carrot head, talking deer and the pervert chef. Must be one hell of a crew once we get them all together, huh?"
[A] career supervillain, a killer robot AI with tits, and a crazy teenage mutant girl who had her soul gang-banged in Limbo...
— Jack Fisher
describing Cyclops' activist group
describing Cyclops' activist groupGodzilla: Where are they? Are they behind this weak group of nerdy-looking monsters?
Rodan: Uh, Godzilla, they are the group of nerdy-looking monsters!
Godzilla: What?! Oh crap!
Rodan: Uh, Godzilla, they are the group of nerdy-looking monsters!
Godzilla: What?! Oh crap!
"We are the worst adventurers on the planet. The bad father, the taciturn dwarf, the paladin that do police brutality and that guy who flirts with everyone. We must open our tavern, we've been talking about this for too long."
— B.O.B., Aventures
"So we have a strategist with no plan, a charmless bard who is also tone deaf, an insane cannibal wolf lady, a barbarian who prefers the art of film to fighting, and a slow rogue. What a colorful bunch."
Kimball: When I first heard about you four, I envisioned strong, daring, respectable soldiers.
Grif: ...Buuuut...
Kimball: But, now that I've come to know you, I found that you're something else entirely. It turns out you're all a bunch of—
Simmons: Cowards.
Tucker: Losers.
Grif: Idiots?
Caboose: Spacemen.
Kimball: Misfits. You're oddballs that don't exactly fit in. Which is why my men all look up to you and why morale has been at an all-time high; because they can relate to you. Because together we're an army of underdogs and outcasts.
Grif: ...Buuuut...
Kimball: But, now that I've come to know you, I found that you're something else entirely. It turns out you're all a bunch of—
Simmons: Cowards.
Tucker: Losers.
Grif: Idiots?
Caboose: Spacemen.
Kimball: Misfits. You're oddballs that don't exactly fit in. Which is why my men all look up to you and why morale has been at an all-time high; because they can relate to you. Because together we're an army of underdogs and outcasts.
— Red vs. Blue, "Something Else Entirely"
Beau: Luckily, traveling with a band of misfits and goblins and half-orcs and... Caduceus...
Caduceus: That's fair.
Caduceus: That's fair.
— Critical Role "C2E87 - Punishment and Politics"
Western Animation
Fry: [to Leela] Why would you want to be normal? You're better than normal. You're abnormal, and that's what makes you great! Like Dr. Zoidberg. He's a weird monster who smells like he eats garbage, and does.
Dr. Zoidberg: Damn right!
Fry: The Professor's a senile, amoral crackpot...
Farnsworth: [cackles]
Fry: Amy's a klutz from Mars...
Amy: [crash] Floops!
Fry: Hermes is a Rastafarian accountant...
Hermes: Tally me banana!
Professor: And Fry, you've got that brain thing.
Fry: I already did!
Dr. Zoidberg: Damn right!
Fry: The Professor's a senile, amoral crackpot...
Farnsworth: [cackles]
Fry: Amy's a klutz from Mars...
Amy: [crash] Floops!
Fry: Hermes is a Rastafarian accountant...
Hermes: Tally me banana!
Professor: And Fry, you've got that brain thing.
Fry: I already did!
Harley: You said no woman could ever get a crew of bad guys. Well, I didn't just get "bad guys", I got two of the fuckin' worst!
Maxie Zeus: You call that a crew? A midget and a mudslide?
Maxie Zeus: You call that a crew? A midget and a mudslide?
Raven: I don't exactly... fit in.
Cyborg: He's green, half of me is metal, and she's from space. You fit in fine.
Cyborg: He's green, half of me is metal, and she's from space. You fit in fine.
"Ugh! What's so special about your friends?! How can a group of ponies that are so different be so important?!"
— Starlight Glimmer describing the Mane Six, My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic
"Is this really all the women we could find in this town? A receptionist, a circus freak... That's a car."
—Gina Jabowski on Karen's all-female police force, Paradise PD, "Tucker Carlson is a Huge Dick"
"But this is all that's left of [Rose Quartz's] army? A lost, defective Pearl, a puny, overcooked runt, and this shameless display?"
— Jasper, about Pearl, Amethyst and Garnet respectively, Steven Universe
