This joke is going to get run into the ground pretty quickly

[thoserookieeyes.livejournal.com]

[Meryl didn't have a lot of luck trying to protect the people here, and even her latest little scheme was being ground to a halt just because the building was too large to find anyone. She wouldn't give up though, and she was looking through the rooms desperately.

However, she eventually started to get hungry, and one room had something particularly delicious:

Watermelons. And they looked perfect.

Well, there was nothing wrong with taking a little break, right? She went over to see if there were any watermelons that were already cut, but to no avail. All she found were watermelons, and those stupid swords that anime fans always liked to carry around. What were they called? Katanas? Yea, katanas.

She could have just left and resumed her mission, but she really wanted those melons. She would have to cut them. She MUST cut them.]

((OOC: Anyone who walks into this room will feel the strange urge to CUT THINGS. Likewise, EVERYTHING can be CUT. They can CUT THEIR WRISTS, they can CUT THE GRASS, they can CUT WATERMELON, CUT THE SCENERY, and they can even CUT UP PEOPLE.))

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[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

[Talib offers his hand to lead him out of the room. It still surprises him that people don't seem to hear him when he says he's a monster.]

That is too bad...Do you think there may be a room somewhere that will let you?

[theunrulyone.livejournal.com]

There was a room... the other, other me mentioned it.

[He took the hand gratefully, following him.]

But I don't know where it is...

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

The other you? You mean the Jack who is also a Raiden? Maybe I shall ask him when next we meet...

[Or Asrar will. Talib leads Raiden through the halls to the kitchen as if he were a child, settling him down in a chair and patting his hair on impulse.]

Can you drink or is that also an impossibility?

[He begins searching for ingredients.]

[theunrulyone.livejournal.com]

[He smiled at the patting.]

Yes, him... He's a nice man. When I was broken by the scary woman, he let me sleep in his room.

...it's impossible.

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

Yes, he is a very nice person. I'm glad he helped you when you were hurt.

Did the scary lady stay away?

[He nods at the answer to the last question and puts some water on to boil.]

[theunrulyone.livejournal.com]

Yes... she's gone, gone away. I hope she stays gone... She made me break, break myself, piece by piece, and I couldn't stop it.

[He rested his head on his hands, looking distance.]

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

I`m glad she`s gone...You are much too beautiful to break again. If she tries to shatter you again I will try to protect you from her.

[theunrulyone.livejournal.com]

...really, really? You'd do that for me...? Why? You don't know, know me at all.

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

I like you...I don`t want you to be broken anymore than you already are...

[theunrulyone.livejournal.com]

Everyone breaks and burns, burns in their own fires... but I'm glad you like me. I like, like you too.

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

[Talib smiles and sits opposite the man, digging in to his food.]

Do you still stay with Jack?

[theunrulyone.livejournal.com]

No... not for a long time. A little me patched me up enough for me to get by, so I left. I just rest wherever I find myself tired now.

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

Would you like to rest at my home, Raiden? I already share it with several others...

[theunrulyone.livejournal.com]

...really? I wouldn't be a problem. I can just sleep on the floor, floor.

[Smiiiiiiile.]

I would like that!

[Good Lord he's collecting the crazies.]

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

I would like that as well, but it will be easy enough to find you your own room...

[Gives the location.]

Do not tell anyone where the place is, though. I have many enemies and I would not want them to harm my son, who also lives there.

Ah, I also house a Solid Snake, though he comes and goes as he pleases, and an Ivan Raikov, as well as my son Faruq and his bodyguard, the female Fear.

[Collect the set! Trade with your friends and don't forget to send off their tokens for a gift!]

[theunrulyone.livejournal.com]

I won't tell anyone.

...Raikov? [He hoped it wasn't the one he ripped the arm off, because that would be embarassing.]

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

Yes, a young one who tends to wear dresses and enjoys cooking.

[theunrulyone.livejournal.com]

...not the one I know, know then. That's good.

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

[Tilts his head curiously.]

"That's good"? You have had problems with one?

[theunrulyone.livejournal.com]

I can't remember, remember... but he did something... and I snap, snapped... and took his arm off.

[He sounded thoughtful.]

[breakuliquid.livejournal.com]

Oh...I've met that one. He has a robotic hand now. He used it to rip my own hand off when he and the other one tortured me to death.

[He sounds thoughtful as well. It explains why the idiot hadn't looked too happy about his own actions.]

[theunrulyone.livejournal.com]

He's so, so afraid... yet he forgives. Silly, silly boy.