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[oldbeast.livejournal.com]

[David, being David, was not in the best of moods. Yes; being in this Nexus had allowed him to bask in whatever little life he had left, but he didn't intend on getting burned again. Physically.

And that's precisely what happened. Thanks to recently rekindling and creating an aquaintance with one of the Ocelots, the two had gone to the beach as a therapy for their aching joints and muscles. While sleeping in the sun had its benefits, peeling skin was not one of them.

Grouching and cursing under his breath, David attempted to find a suitable ointment on the 4th floor infirmary. It wasn't as though he was that clued up on what to do about sunburn considering he spent most of his adult life in Alaska or colder States like New York City.

He could use a little guidance.]

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[poisonedfear.livejournal.com]

[There is a Fear hanging from the ceiling in the lobby. There are cans set up all over the room. Cracking his neck a little, he aims his crossbow at a can and fires. He continues to fire at the other cans at an incredible speed, and by the time he's done there isn't a single can left standing. There are also a lot of bolts in the walls, but Fear doesn't care about that. He pulls out a stopwatch.]

8.6 seconds. Not bad.

[There are also traps lying around the entrances to the lobby. None of them are fatal; tripping the wire will merely result in more cans rattling and alerting Fear of an intruder.]


((Okay, I know I needed to post with him... but I forgot why because I'm awesome like that. So have a Fear training in the lobby.))

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[geneticaviators.livejournal.com]

[Cathy was wandering the Nexus, trying to find anyone who was good with nanomachines. Preferably an Otacon, but anyone really would do.  She just needed somebody who would be able to make her computer, which she was carrying with her in a messenger bag, compatible with CODEC.  She didn't have nanomachines and nobody around here used cell phones like normal people, so if she wanted to be able to contact anybody, she'd need to work something out.]

[There was really only one person that she wanted to try to contact, though, just so see if he was still here at all.  Even after a few months, hope sprang eternal.]

[She opened a door and stuck her head inside.]

[There was a small avalanche of squeaky rubber ducks.]

Well shit.

[Squeak.]



((Open to anyone.))

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[sinsofliberty.livejournal.com]

[This Raiden seems awfully confused. A moment ago, he had been leaving Shadow Moses. Vamp was dead. With no reason to stick around afterwards, he had left before the suicide Gekko could detonate. He watched from a distance as REX destroyed RAY, with Snake pursuing Ocelot on foot before falling to his knees. Outer Haven had crushed the helpless man, but by then Raiden had been long gone.]

Huh...

[He pulls his trenchcoat around himself a little more, before drawing his sword out and stalking down the hallway. Where was he?]


((EVIL RAIDEN DERP.))

Who dares, wins

[shedares.livejournal.com]

[On a stairway in the Nexus there's a figure leaning against the wall, sound asleep. Irena Pliskin had just closed her eyes for a minute after sending the kid on her way, not knowing that when she opened her eyes, it wouldn't be on the Big Shell.]

[She'll worry about that after she wakes up.]

Nnng.... Merrel...


[((Have a MGS2 Fem!Pliskin! Harass? Oh god what am I thinking...))]