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[safe-in-me.livejournal.com]

[He wonders how he got here. What sort of place is this?]

[This wasn't where he was before. He was safe with his friends on their shelves. Yet... now.. some strange lobby.]

[He has to get back! He can't leave his family behind like this!]

[Groans]

[0ldsnake.livejournal.com]

( image cut to save your friends page )

SOLID SNAKE!

[destoroy-mg.livejournal.com]

THIS IS BIG BOSS.

YOU DESTOROYED METAL GEAR 1 AND MADE ME A CYBORG.

NOW I WANT REVENGE.






((OOC: yes MG1 BB evolved into Snake's Revenge Cyborg BB and NOW HE WANTS REVENGE oh god I am going straight to hell))

Back!

[epic-advice.livejournal.com]

[Have a non-monkey Sigint, tiredly sitting in the lounge once again.]

[Yep, he used the soda Alice gave him to lure little-gray back into the body-switch room, and succesfully changed into his regular form. He's very worn-out from the whole ordeal.]

((Poke, bother, WB?)) 

Who...?

[aheavysmoker.livejournal.com]

A mysterious woman stands in one of many halls.

Her attitude may seem calm and relaxed, but she's currently smoking enough to put Snake to shame.  Cigarette butts litter the floor beneath her.

She's wearing a dark wig, slightly longer than her natural hair; and glasses to top off the disguise.

((Have a Nastasha, folks. Whom is apparently one of the only MGS characters to be a pain in the Patriots ass and successfully slip out of their radar. ...Until now, I suppose. She's from 2010 and has been in hiding for a few years now))

USE THE BOMB BLAST SUIT TO BE INTO THE BARRIER

[your-reply-plz.livejournal.com]

[Early Canon Snake has had a bad day. He arrived, from the middle of Zanzibar Land, and encountered Big Boss, who was a cyborg out for revenge, and defeated him by tricking him into hurting himself repeatedly using the same method. Then Big Boss went and told Snake he was his father, and died.

So here is Snake - pixelated and dubiously fan-translated, he has powered armour equipped, and he is carrying Big Boss in his arms a little unsteadily, looking for a doctor.]



I NEED ASSISTANCE. I AM IN REQUIRE OF A DOCTOR OR ROBOTOLOGIST.

IN ORDER TO SAVE A VIOLET CYBORG WHO IS MY FATHER... I WILL DO ANYTHING.

Plushies~, EVERYWHERE.

[alittlebitofjoy.livejournal.com]

[ Lilly, who was sent on a mission from god, skips down the hallways of random floor levels, flinging doors open and closed again. After many many doors later, she opens one and just stares. Eyes widening to the size of plates, she takes a cautious step inside.

Piles and PILES of plushies. Snake plushies, Ocelot plushies, Otacon plushies, EVERYTHING. Even little Raven plushies, Jesus plushies, and Eva plushies...oh MY.

Creeping inside, leaving the door open, she inches forward, her eyes glued on a particular doll. Reaching little hands out, she wiggles out the doll, a plushie of herself. Staring at in in awe, she slowly sits amongst the pile, idly playing with the arm of the doll. ]

OCELOT CLUBHOUSE

[sweetocelot.livejournal.com]

Sweetie here is sitting in a secret room suspiciously labeled "OCELOTS ONLY NO SNAKES ALLOWED." It is decorated with SAAs, bullets, intimidating-looking torture devices, and...pinups of Big Boss? Generally locked to Ocelots, but of course, some...infiltrations are bound to happen!


[still sobbing away in her ice cream]