Just like Mama!

[merylgearsolid.livejournal.com]

[Hey look who totally still exists and is around and seems to be trying to burn the Nexus down. Actually, today Meryl!Snake is trying her hand at cooking. She's found one of the kitchens on the first floor and is currently failing miserably at making pancakes. On the upside, she's foregone wearing her usual sneaking suit (so as to differentiate herself) in favor of shorts, a tank-top, and an apron. Her hair's even tied back with her headband.

Despite her choice of clothes today, though, her attitude certainly hasn't changed. She's about ready to shoot this crummy cookbook, because APPARENTLY it didn't specify that a "cup" is an actual unit of measure and doesn't actually mean just any old cup. So, for instance, a thermos that happened to be on the counter would be too big. And APPARENTLY there's a difference between tablespoons and teaspoons, but really, how is anyone supposed to know that? Suffice it to say that this is not quite going as planned.]

//what purpose am i to fulfill

[liquidouroboros.livejournal.com]

[There was no reason for him to be so attracted to that one certain door--it just seemed irresistible. As if he would never be able to get by without knowing what was past it. Despite realizing the ones that seemed the best would inevitably just be luring in victims, the uniformed soldier stepped closer. His hand rested on the doorknob for a moment, all logic screaming that he should turn away and forget it...but impulse won out in the end as it so often did when Liquid was involved.]

[And once he walked in, Liquid found himself playing out an unfamiliar scenario.]

( was i built to kill )

[Welcome to your nightmares/worst fears. No, really. No matter what it might be, this room is where you'll live through it. Other people can see what you're experiencing as well, so have fun with that.]

What's on your mind?

[therealraikov.livejournal.com]

[Raikov was out an about for once because his mun is just using him to make a room. Bored, he started looking into rooms. Yeah it was dangerous but he was so bored he didn't even care what happened. Anything to change up the monotony. And he was kind of hungry too.]

[Finally he passed by a lounge type room, with a small bar and a pool table, but most importantly: food.]

Oh, finally.

[Picking up a sandwich from the table, he took a bite before his face turned into a grimace.]

Ugh! This tastes like ass!

[Which is saying a lot, coming from a man who eats rotten rations off of the ground. Still he finished the sandwich. Hey, he was hungry!]

Speaking of ass, I wonder if Yevgheny or Pierre is home... Ooh~ I should go check!

[And off he went.]

[Little did Raikov know he had just walked into the "Say whatever you are thinking" room. A room that... well... makes you vocalize any internal thoughts, whether you want to or not. He just didn't notice because Raikov doesn't think before he talks anyway.]