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SOLID SNAKE, COME ON DOWN!

[Today there is a new Liquid in the nexus. Who is arguably more than a little brain damaged.]

[It took him a long few minutes before he realized this wasn't Shadow Moses. And he did not, in fact, appreciate this.]



[enjoy your new Novelquid, FM.]

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[omnomscenery.livejournal.com]

...

[This was a problem. And how, you might ask, did Liquid deal with problems?]

[He punched them.]

[WHACK]

[Like that.]

[falsusnominatim.livejournal.com]

[Except this problem simply punches back. Hard.]

What, unhappy because you made it sound like your erection won't go down?

[omnomscenery.livejournal.com]

[THE PROBLEM ISN'T GOING AWAY WITH PUNCHING]

[PUNCH IT HARDER]

[falsusnominatim.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, I hope you enjoy 180cm of soldier suddenly flinging himself at you and punching the shit out of you.]

[omnomscenery.livejournal.com]

[FFFFFF]

[OBVIOUSLY MORE FACE PUNCHING WILL SOLVE THIS?]

[falsusnominatim.livejournal.com]

[HEY HEY. DO THESE PUNCHES FEEL FAMILIAR?]

[BECAUSE HE'S JUST PUNCHING THE HELL OUT OF YOU FOR EVERY BLOW YOU LAND ON HIM.]

[YOU MORON.]

[omnomscenery.livejournal.com]

[Owowowow oh god.]

[Hang on, he's just gonna take a power nap here.]

[falsusnominatim.livejournal.com]

...hnnn. You're weaker than your alternates.

[He recovers and relights his fallen cigarette, taking a drag of it as he pulls the unconscious Liquid to a nearby locker and stuffs him inside. As an afterthought, he jams it shut and leans against it.]