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[Otacon did frequent the bars of the Nexus just to drink casually. He had taken a liking to some of the odd beers the Nexus was supplied with. This particular bar, however, wanted its visitors to drink a little more heavy. Emmerich looked up and noticed - ]

Shots Drank : 0/3

[ - above his head. The doctor looked at all the gin, vodka, rum, sake, and all other types of hard liquers that were available. He figured this effect room was the same as the other ones he had been in. He had to fill his counter to leave because the room would be inescapable otherwise. The man grabbed a spiced rum bottle and began to pour himself his first shot in a glass.]

Here goes nothing.

((OOC: There's only one little twist - People with nanomachines, cyborgs, machines, and others can get drunk in this room even if normally they couldn't. Drink 3 or more to leave.))

Comments

1/3 - derp

[heartishuman.livejournal.com]

Snake.

[Raiden said after walking towards him, his sword in his mouth and his trench coat tightly wrapped around his armless torso.]

[He observed the man was younger than when they had first met.]

2/3

[stealthygenius.livejournal.com]

[He blinks at the man.]

Jack? Or a new one?

[Noting the sword in the man's mouth, but not realizing the lack of arms.]

Need some help?

1/3

[heartishuman.livejournal.com]

Just call me Raiden.

Yeah. Sure. Pour me something.

[He placed the sword on the counter then took a seat next to the man.]

3/3

[stealthygenius.livejournal.com]

[Pours a shot for Raiden and another for himself. He's hit three now, but he can't exactly let the other man drink alone, can he?]

Here y'go~

2/3

[heartishuman.livejournal.com]

[The man nods then awkwardly picks up the glass with his teeth and forces his head back, carefully pouring the liquid into his mouth. He sets the glass back down on the table.]

[Odd. He could have sworn he felt a little different then.]

Can you pour me another?

4/3

[stealthygenius.livejournal.com]

Sure!

[He does so, pouring himself another drink as well.]

What happened to your arms? A room effect?

3/3

[heartishuman.livejournal.com]

[The man stared down at the refilled glass.]

No. They were getting in the way of my mission so I removed them.

[He drank the other shot, put the glass down, then let out a sigh. Raiden could have sworn he felt buzzed then but.... that wasn't possible.]

5/3

[stealthygenius.livejournal.com]

That's...[Pretty extreme. There's not a lot Solid can say to this version that he probably hasn't heard a million times before. He takes another shot and pats the man on the back.]

Was it worth it?

[heartishuman.livejournal.com]

Yes. I've heard everything worked out after that. So it was worth it.

[The cyborg looked up at his counter, seeing that he had fulfilled the requirement. He let out another sigh.]

Snake, has your purpose, your reason for living, changed since coming here?

[Raiden knew his eventual goal was to get his arms back but he had to wait for them to be completed. He felt... lost in regards to his current purpose. He had helped Snake destroy the Patriots so.... now what was he supposed to live for?]

[stealthygenius.livejournal.com]

[Solid nods slowly, contemplating the question.]

...Yes, I think it has. In my world, I was driven to destroy the Metal Gears and try to find out what happened to my father. Since coming here...

[He pauses, thinking over everything he'd discovered and the people he'd met.]

That goal is still there, but I know that there's more. I have a brother who'll fight at my side and a friend hidden somewhere in Shadow Moses. I want...I want to make the world a better place. Take down the Patriots and then...Live, I guess. Enjoy my family.

fail

[heartishuman.livejournal.com]

[Raiden listens carefully to his answer and contemplates it for a few moments.]

... Live, huh? ... Maybe that's what I need to do now. Live.

[He got off his chair, picked up his sword, then turned to leave.]

Thank you, Snake.

[And he left.]