obligatory fourth of july post

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

[HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY EVERYONE!]

[Come to the roof to do American things! Like have cookouts, and eat watermelon. Stay for the fireworks, too.]

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[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

[The old man stretches and yawns. He's not quite awake enough, but he figured he better get started on the grill early in case anyone is hungry. He's willing to grill the traditional fare for this holiday {steak, ribs, burgers, hot dogs, and such} but if you want some breakfast, he will make steak and eggs as well.]

how did i manage to tl;dr at almost 11 AM

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

[Jane, on the other hand, is very awake. Even though, lately, she's had some trouble sleeping. Her mind has mostly been constantly racing on about her future. (Sometimes she wishes it would just shut up for once so she can get some peace.) She would rather like to get some sleep than lay in bed all night, cheek to pillow, staring at the darkness of the room.

Still, it's the Fourth of July, and if that isn't one of her most favorite holidays. She's excited for the celebration! A part of her is sad that she won't be able to spend it with her family, but she'll always hold those memories of her being a young girl and eating watermelon as her brothers and dad played football with the neighbors.

It's not a surprise when she's the only one on the roof. Already dressed for today, (http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3424/3382197812_eb2f207b75.jpg) she wonders if maybe she should just go back inside.

Until she spots Big Boss at the grill.]

Good Morning. [She smiles.]

[better-disguize.livejournal.com]

[Ah yes- Good old America. That's TOTALLY where Tatyana is from. So of course she's going to celebrate the 4th of July!]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

[He gets a glimpse of Tatyana from where he's standing by the grill. He takes a look but he doesn't stare, averting his eyes after a few moments.]

U.S.A! U.S.A!

[epic-advice.livejournal.com]

[Wooo, grillin' on the roof! Donald is THERE, man.]


[...No, Donald will NOT be having any watermelon thank you very much.]

[Okay maybe a little.]

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

[notapiratesrsly.livejournal.com]

[Ah. Fourth of July. Good old American pride. AMERICA FUCK YEAH.]

[stoicism.livejournal.com]

[IS TOO YOUNG TO HATE THE AMERICAN GOVERNMENT AND THE PATRIOTS YET /o/]

[Even though he's never had a fourth of July before, he'll just do as he always does and stalk the first Big Boss he happens to see.]

[criedmyselfdry.livejournal.com]

[Jamila may not be American, but she smells something delicious grilling on the roof. She follows her nose, and then licks her lips hungrily.]

[Meeeaaat....]

[lolimisfortune.livejournal.com]

[Pfff, NOBODY grills as good as dad can >_>]

[fast-runner.livejournal.com]

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

Why would you say such a thing?

[She may enjoy Japan a lot, but that doesn't mean she doesn't like her home country as well!]

[ragingbeauty.livejournal.com]

...I don't get it. Why are we celebrating? What's so special about today?

[Derp Raven doesn't know shit about the 4th of July.]

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

It's the day the Declaration of Independence was signed, making America an independent state, instead of belonging to Great Britain. Some historians believe that the Declaration of Independence was signed on a different day than the Fourth, but generally, today is when American's celebrate the birthday of their country.

[She smiles, hoping to be informative enough.]

[lucky-concept.livejournal.com]

[It's... a bit hard for Helena to come back to the roof. There are memories of him everywhere...]

[But when she does, the woman walks off by herself to lean against the far railing, away from the others.]

[sweetlilmonster.livejournal.com]

[however she is not alone for long. A small boy magicaly appears by her]

Why are you still sad? Eepoo?

[leapinlilypads.livejournal.com]

Um... What is going on here? Is today special?

[Mia is Italian and she grew up in a small, remote village in Italy, so naturaly she would not understand.

She also got a new hair cut.]

[sovetskiisuka.livejournal.com]

Parapara! What all this for?

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

[OH THIS IS AWKWARD.]

It's the day Americans celebrate their independence. [She smiles.]

[imthe-boss.livejournal.com]

Aw hell yeah.

[Company picnic! Boss goes to eat some chicken strips.]

[ocelovely.livejournal.com]

America the beautiful...

Just me Me~~~

[pseudovirtueman.livejournal.com]

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

[JERK.]

[clonedingly.livejournal.com]

[Dr. Clark, recluse extraordinaire, is going to be off to some side where nobody will bother her (or so she thinks.)]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[Patriotism and Ocelot did not go hand in hand, considering what kind of backstabber he was. He was not aligned with America, nor Russia, nor China, when it really came down to it.]

[So he stood at one of the far corners of the roof, indulging in a smoke. The food in the air tainted his nostrils, but he didn't feel the need to eat. He smirked at how pathetic this all seemed... How people could still feel so purely about their beloved country. Especially when he knew the truth, all the lies and secrets hidden beneath the surface.]

[He brooded silently.]

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

[She hasn't seen any Ocelot's for awhile, and this surprises her. Usually, she runs into them like she runs into awful shennaigans with EVA. Her eyes seem to catch him standing there all by himself. At first, she decides maybe she should just let him be, but another part of her tells her to go and speak to him.

Especially now that she knows everything, thanks to Big Boss telling her. Of course, he didn't tell her how she dies, or who kills her for that matter. She's not so sure she wants to find out right now. The only thing she now knows is all that she did, and she is trying her best not to kick herself constantly over it.

Better said than done, she thinks.

Making her way over to him, she tries her best to smile, but it's harder for her than usual.]

Ocelot?

[positively-punk.livejournal.com]

[Diane is from South Africa, and thus doesn't really have any reason to celebrate the holiday, but it didn't mean that she was going to pass up the chance to socialize with more people! And she supposed that, at the very least, a lot of cool things and Solid Snake came from the US, so she could celebrate that, maybe!]

[So Diane is nibbling on a piece of watermelon, searching through the crowd for someone interesting to talk to!]

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

[Jane hasn't seen this girl before, so she takes the chance to speak to her.]

Enjoying the watermelon?

[bbqyum.livejournal.com]

[The Fury is here for the cookouts and fireworks. He couldn't care less about the date.]

Where are the fireworks I need to burn something.

[He has his flamethrower at the ready.]

[skazka-get.livejournal.com]

[The compound was vast and ridiculous in size. No matter where he turned it was to some place new, and no matter how far he went up it felt as if he never reached an end. Surely a building this size would have been noticeable from any point on land, yet nothing of the sort was ever located on any maps or plans. No one spoke of a structure like this, and he'd never seen it while taking a break from duty.

It wasn't like he knew how he got here anyway.

So far he'd been sneaking about, favoring the quiet and trying to diagram in his head where everything was for when he got back to the truck - but after a few hours of skulking about, it became too much. He managed to find paper and a pen unnoticed, but even when he tried to write the building's layout down, he quickly ran out of paper after a few floors.

What the hell was this place? He needed backup, but he didn't exactly trust the radio. In a way, though he'd tried to avoid others before, he really wanted to run into someone now just to see what the hell was going on, even if it meant capture - or worse. Following the scent of grilled meat would lead to that surely.

And so he followed the scent, then the increasing noise, and peeked out a crack in the door, wondering if that was a blue sky he really saw.]

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

[Jane is subdued in her thoughts as she sits in a chair, not really eating the rest of her potato salad that's left. Even on a day where she is supposed to have fun, she's too busy thinking of everything Big Boss had told her the previous day.

The door cracking open pulls her out of her thoughts and she's thankful for that. Her head lifts up and turns to look. Standing there is Raikov, and she pleasantly smiles, thinking this is the one she knows of. It had been awhile since she had seen him, since she had tried her best to fix him up after the torture he endured.

She flashes a brief smile at him.]

[dickpeniszero.livejournal.com]

[Zero ghosts around. Annoyingly so.]

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

[You are so lucky she can't see ghosts or else h'd die. Again. But this time it would be from her nagging and constant anger and betrayal towards him. >:(]

[hall-patrol.livejournal.com]

WHAT IS THIS?

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

It's the Fourth of July!

[dontshootplz.livejournal.com]

*grimances* I hope you aren't expecting us to be "patriotic."

[drquacksays.livejournal.com]

Well, no... but that doesn't mean you still can't enjoy everything, right?