backdated before Plisquid's death

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[Old Snake had found an interesting room. It wasn't like the gym... it was more intense than that. Instead of just working out his muscles, this room allowed him to hone his battle senses even better.

Not to mention the IRVING chasing him around the area. He had his M4 ready, but he had to find a good area to actually turn around and fight it.

Whipping out a CHAFF GRENADE, Snake turned on his heel, dropping it down between the beast's legs. It looked like he was going to get flattened, but once the grenade went off, the beast became confused. Good.]

Ha!

[Points his weapon at it, firing to try and get it to back off. Hmm, not working as well as he'd hoped. Instead, Old Snake gets up and runs behind a large storage container, rifling through his items for something suitable enough... Damn. He'd just used his last grenade on that other IRVING... Well, time to make use of his Octocamo. Spotting a nearby pile of rubble, Snake hurries over to it and crouches, activating the camo to blend in... Just in time, too. The IRVING peers about, unable to spot him. Despite the difficulty he was having, he enjoyed this room.]


[ooc: THE DANGER ROOM? 8D I thought it'd be a good way to keep characters that like fighting busy... Maybe help them train and improve. Kind of like really updated VR Training? :) This also lets characters from different timelines face the same enemies. The simulation can be restarted if chosen by the one that starts the program itself. Open to anyone.]

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She needs some more love.

[sweetsocelot.livejournal.com]

[Ocelot sighed while walking into another room. She was still looking for a place to stay but was still unsuccessful. A mechanical roar brought her out of her misery as the Gekko spotted her and began to fire away.]

SHIT!

[She ran away and behind a nearby building, near a certain pile of rubble.]

What the hell is with this room?

[Liquid Ocelot looked into her revolvers. She had some bullets but probably not enough to take down that thing. It must not have been one of her Gekkos if it was shooting at her.]

/o/

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Hnn... there was another tiny person next to him. Using revolvers... Oh man, was this an Ocelot? He groans mentally, not wanting to take off his camo yet.]

My Snakey senses are tingling. <3

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[The hair suddenly stood up on the back of her neck. Was someone else here? She glared around carefully. But then she heard the Gekko stop running and it was eerily making a small amount of noise. Then she saw all the grenades drop around her location. Ocelot quickly flung herself over the rubble.]

Damn gekko. Whoever is controlling it is so dead.

:V

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Ffff. Well, thanks to LB for the face camo, it made hiding a lot easier. He watched the movements of the Gekko, the exploding grenades were a little annoying... But he could use them. He waits for more grenades to drop, before doing something incredibly stupid and dangerous.

He rolls away from the rubble, grabs one of the grenades and tosses it at the Gekko, exploding part of its right leg.]

Hnnrgh! [Reminds himself to NOT do that again.]

There's a snake in my boot.

[sweetsocelot.livejournal.com]

Hmf. Not bad, soldier!

[Ocelot pops out from behind the rubble and aims precisely, shooting six times to further damage the leg and hopefully render its right ball joint useless. The Gekko turned its head and began to fire. She slid behind the building again, some of her hair falling from her head.]

SOMEONE POISONED THE WATER HOLE

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Grunts and rolls out of the way, as many times as necessary. Well, at least it had two targets now instead of just one. He drew the SOCOM, aiming several powerful shots to the already injured legs.]

You've got a friend in me.

[sweetsocelot.livejournal.com]

[LO knew the weak point was on its head but, after shooting a few more shots, she wasn't close enough to hit it accurately. She reloaded her two revolvers then spotted a convenient ladder going up the side of the building she was in front of. Hoping the Gekko would concentrate on the other fighter, Ocelot jumped on it then began to climb. An aerial attack would be optimal during the current situation.]

XD

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[Looks, noticing what she's up to. Well, all right. He'll play bait for now. He waves his hands, getting more of the beast's attention, before firing at its injured leg, finally bringing it down-- at least, lopsided-- It was struggling to stand up.]

You'll see; its our destiny.

[sweetsocelot.livejournal.com]

[LO finally jumps onto the roof then runs across it. The building is a little high but it looks like her partner in crime was handling distracting the enemy. She flips her guns around one time then begins shooting the sensor unit on its head. Liquid jumps back when the Gekko starts to shoot the building under her but then the machine stumbles into it. She falls, catching herself on a piece of the unbroken ceiling, as the Gekko struggles in the destroyed building below her.]

Phew.

Boy you got a friend in me.

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Sighs, waiting a few moments before signaling to the smaller woman. Things were good here, at least until the IRVING would be able to break loose.]

To infinity and beyond!

[sweetsocelot.livejournal.com]

[She pulls herself up and onto the crippled remaining part of the roof then is thankful to see the ladder was intact, enough. SSOcelot grabs onto the sides of it then slides down most of the way before landing on the floor after it ended prematurely. She sneaks in his direction and then stops when she gets close enough to him.]

Not going to finish it off, friend?

It's a secret mission in uncharted space! Let's go /o/

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Hnn? Yeah.

[Rifling through his inventory for something suitable enough. Oooh, dat some C4? Yes it iiiiis.] Hheh. [Hurries over- the beast is dazed, but it may still be able to use that tentacle of its, so he moves around it, attaching some C4 to either side of the IRVING, before hurrying back next to Ocelot and activating the bombs. The explosion is satisfying, only in hearing the IRVING cry out as it was killed.]

You uncultured swine! What're you lookin' at, ya hockey puck?

[sweetsocelot.livejournal.com]

Looks like you have some experience on the battlefield.

[She listens for other Gekkos. She doesn't hear any but that doesn't mean they aren't out there. LO observes him secretly. Pants. Sneaking suit. Solid Eye. Bandanna. He does look like a certain SISTER she knows but...]

*squeak!*

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Looks down at her.] More than just "some".

That wasn't flying! That was... falling with style!

[sweetsocelot.livejournal.com]

How many wars have you been in?

[Of course her world as she knew it was pure war and that was fine with her.]

THIS ISN'T FLYING. IT'S FALLING... WITH STYLE.

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

Too many.

The Claw is our master.

[sweetsocelot.livejournal.com]

You are not proud of this fact?

The Claw chooses who will go and who will stay.

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

There's nothing prideful about it.

That's *Mister* Potato Head to you, you back stabbing murderer!

[sweetsocelot.livejournal.com]

Hm... I see our opinions differ on this matter.

What is your name?

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[Points his SOCOM at her.]

Solid Snake. [He's already prepared to deal with her if he needs to... even around strange versions of his enemies, he's not about to be vulnerable.]

[sweetsocelot.livejournal.com]

WHAT?!

[LO jumps back, drawing both her revolvers and aiming them at his nostrils.]

How dare you disrespect sister's name like that! You are way too old, tall, fat, ugly, and manly to be her!

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

.... I'm not fat. [ffff.]

[sweetsocelot.livejournal.com]

Hmf. I refuse to fight you.

[She stashes her revolvers away forcefully.]

There's no Metal Gears around and I don't want to scar my eyes with the sight of your saggy manboobs.

[Just imaging this Snake without his shirt on was making her feel sick.]

[imthe-shit.livejournal.com]

[.......... Tempted to shove his M4 right down her throat.]

[sweetsocelot.livejournal.com]

I'd better go before your sorry state ruins my view of my beautiful Sister forever. Goodbye, you abomination.

[She lifts up her nose, turns around, and begins to walk off, imaging her favorite sister in clothing she would love to see her wearing. The thoughts make her drool a little.]