Because I need to keep the monopoly on Big Bosses.

[bosstookmyporn.livejournal.com]

[Picture a very, very confused Jack. He may be somewhat pissed too.]

... First she takes all my weapons and porn away and then I wake up in this wacky building, and I can't seem to leave. I don't even know what the hell I'm supposed to do in this place. This is not funny anymore, Boss. This is no survival training, this is torture.

Give me my porn back, at least.





((After rookie!Snake, have a rookie!Big Boss. He's around 20 and is currently training with the Boss. And he's a dork, be forewarned.))

Comments

[revolver-kitty.livejournal.com]

[soooobb] I never cried [choke] when I was beaten.

I thought that whoever my parents were would want me to be strong. [crying latched Ocelot] [Is soothed greatly by the backrub]

[eatenbykarma.livejournal.com]

[She keeps rubbing his back-- it's the least she can do, really.]

..It's probably for the best that you didn't. They can be cruel, as you've seen.

You are strong, Adam. Cocky and stubborn, yes- but you're strong. And you've gotten far in life.

I'm... proud, of you.

[revolver-kitty.livejournal.com]

Mother- I.

I love you, Mom. [sniffs, rubs eyes]

[stand away straight backed, his usual Ocelot smirk back]
[smirk breaks into a stupid smile]

Want to go do something mom? [BONDING PLZ?]

[eatenbykarma.livejournal.com]

...I.. love you, too. [Sounds surprised at saying this. Such a small thing could mean so much.]

What did you have in mind, Adam? I'm.. unfamiliar with the building. And, to be frank, the times.

[revolver-kitty.livejournal.com]

Me too, really. I drank trendy coffee and found a room with colorful sex toys. The wonders that fifty years will do-

Hm.I uh. I have no idea what people do for fun.

[eatenbykarma.livejournal.com]

[She pauses.]
Trendy coffee and colorful--?
The times truly have changed.

Hm. Perhaps we'll find something to entertain ourselves with, then. You know this building better than I do- any recommendations?