[identity profile] sweetacon.livejournal.com
[Otacon had remained hidden during the time the war had gone on. When she emerged, she noticed the ruined halls, but was glad to see there were no injured civilians closeby. She was not a doctor in that field, but she did know the basics of first aid. Mostly because of Snake.]

[She had found herself missing her Snake quite a lot over the past few months. She had [livejournal.com profile] saltpeppered to keep her company but even then, she felt she wasn't enough to keep him satisfied, not just as a partner, but a friend. She knew he was hung up on his past failures along with the previous Otacon he had been with, and there was nothing she could do to take his pain away. That tore her up more than she would care to admit.]

[The engineer roamed the halls, trying to search for something a little familiar to her. She found herself standing in front of the Shadow Moses room. Quickly scanning the current floor she was on for intruders, Otacon paced her way quickly inside and stepped out into the cold room. If she could get back to her lab, maybe she'll be more productive and helpful. Maybe she'll be useful to someone.]

[Her movements were quick, yet reluctant. She swallowed hard at the blood stains that remained near her lab, pulling her labcoat tighter around her slender frame, but shut her eyes to move past it. The memories of the Ninja would always haunt her, but it was part of her past now. She couldn't dwell on it any longer.]

[Halie pushed open the door of her lab. The chairs were strewn everywhere and the room was in near darkness. She inhaled slowly, eyes flickering up to observe the broken super computers along the walls. Everything was as it was, yet at the same time, entirely different. She hefted up one of the chairs and took a seat, looking over the papers swept across the desk.]

Guess I should try and get this lab up and running again.
[identity profile] saltpeppered.livejournal.com
[Now that his birthday has come and gone he feels free to go back to wandering. He's almost proud how he avoided any of that mess or seeing his Father or Brothers or other selves. He just wasn't in the mood for the superficiality of birthday celebrations, so he conveniently avoided it. Dave assumes that he wasn't missed since no one came looking to see if he was still alive and breathing. Amazingly, considering his current lifestyle, he still is...and to him, this is unfortunate.]

[Even though he just got up he feels sleepy again so he finds an empty couch in the lobby and drapes himself across it on his back and closes his eyes for a quick, or not so quick, snooze.]



((ooc: Feel free to bother him or not. He'll be damn grouchy either way.))
[identity profile] sweetacon.livejournal.com
[ CALL ]

Snake, you there?


((ooc: For [livejournal.com profile] femmesnake))
[identity profile] sweetacon.livejournal.com
[After meeting up with Snake at the bar, Halie had asked him to join her for movies and snacks at her apartment. They hadn't spent any quality time together since the beach a little while back, so she had taken the opportunity to take advantage of the spare time they had on their hands.]

[She pushed open the door of her apartment, nachos, popcorn, soda, candy and beer in her hands. She shuffled her way to the living area, resting the items on the coffee table and then puttered through her DVD collection for Kill Bill and Full metal Jacket.]

Make yourself at home. Sorry about the mess... I've been working on a new invention... [Trailing off, she switched on her computer and began fiddling with the wires to hook it to her TV.]

((ooc: For [livejournal.com profile] saltpeppered))
[identity profile] sweetacon.livejournal.com
[After talking to Para-Medic again while being handcuffed with her, Otacon had realized that the two of them hadn't spent an awful lot of time together, despite having a few similar interests. Not only that, but Jane seemed genuinely interested in the world of the 'future', and movies. There was so much Halie wanted to show her friend.]

[As the 24 hours had passed by, Halie had left a little note for her friend asking her out to see a movie, considering Jane had suggested that while they had spoken. In heightened spirits, the nerd had puttered out and was waiting in the lobby outside of the theatre. She had some popcorn and drinks in her hands, waiting for Jane to arrive.]


((ooc: Looking for [livejournal.com profile] drquacksays but open for everyone. Movieees~ Feel free to drop in and see what's playing.))
[identity profile] otaconic.livejournal.com
~One Week of Sins - Day 2~

[Once again, there seems to be another disturbance in the air today. It's not known what the causes are, but you're starting to feel something tighten in your stomach. Hunger pains. A desire to eat.]

[You're in luck. On every single floor, in every single apartment room, there is a table laden with rich, expensive food. Everything to your liking, everything that makes your mouth water with all the food piled around you. Once you eat it, you'll find it very difficult giving up. You will want more and more, no matter how hard you try to resist the temptation. What's worse: you won't fill up on just one portion. Or a second. Or a third.]

[It seems you are starting to feel rather gluttonous.]





((ooc: Seven Deadly Sins event day two! Every 'Nexus' day, there will be a new sin with a new thread. It's up to you how much you want your character to be effected. You don't have to limit it to this thread, either.))

White Day

Mar. 14th, 2009 10:36 am
[identity profile] sweetacon.livejournal.com
[White Day was a particularly interesting holiday that was mostly celebrated in Japan. It was traditionally a time that enabled men to confess their love to women. Japan wanted to outweight the balance of Valentines, so that men had a day to confess their love, too.]

[Otacon didn't need any confession of love, considering her relationship with Diana, it was not applicable, but holidays seemed to put Halie in a chipper mood. She was excitedly bustling around the kitchen on the first floor, making white-chocolate desserts; cookies, cakes, chocolate, marshmallows. White flowers decorated each of the tasty goods. They were all lined up on a table, pre-packaged into smaller containers in preperation for those who wanted to confess their feelings to whomever they had their eye on.]

[She looked really excited - even if not all of her baked goods were turning out as good as they could be. She had been up early in the hopes that everything would turn out decent in the end, because everyone in this hell hole needed a little cheering up.]

[There was also some alcohol and wine that she had found, piled up along the table to go with the delicately created goods.]


((ooc: LOVE AND PEACE, YO~))
[identity profile] saltpeppered.livejournal.com
[There's a nearly naked Solid Snake half-asleep, wandering through the nexus in a thin pair of general issue boxers shorts. He's got an unlit cigar hanging out of his mouth and he's carrying a Honeydew and a Cantaloupe melon from the garden to a kitchen. He's also got a few limes.]

[He piles up all the fruit on the counter, snatches a bowl out of the cabinet, and a cutting board. He finds a sharp chef's knife in the cutting block. He starts cutting and then cubing the melons, depositing the fruits of his labor in the nearby bowl. He slices the limes into fat wedges and subsequently removed all the seeds that he can find. He then garnishes the bowl of melon chunks with the limes.]

Hn~

[Looks like a healthy, tropical dessert until he pulls out a small bottle of PatrĂ³n Silver. This is one of the few things he loves about the Nexus. Snake pulls out a short glass and fills it with ice and melon cubes, then he pours on some of the contents of the bottle and lets it sit for a few minutes. He fiddles with a lime while he waits.]
[identity profile] sweetacon.livejournal.com
[This Otacon was making quite a bit of noise. She was working on something, it seemed. Stowed away in the Philanthropy offices, her tool kits splayed out around her body, and a strangely familiar piece of technology settled in her lap.]

[Her tongue was poking out as she worked, so very careful and concentrating with a screwdriver in her hand. She tweaked the machine, wanting to make sure it was poseable before hooking it up with her computer. She wasn't entirely sure what the purpose of having the MK. II around would be, but she wanted something to keep her busy. She was still a busy technician at heart, after all, and didn't plan on making any more nuclear weapons.]

[She took small breaks every now and again to sip some coffee. It had been the only thing she had in her system for the past couple of days. As all Otacons do, she had forgotten to eat. Her mind was too focused on the technology in her grasp.]


((ooc: Bother? :3))
[identity profile] sweetacon.livejournal.com
[As she had promised [livejournal.com profile] saltpeppered, Halie had been busy typing away at her computer in an attempt to sought out one of her male counterparts. She didn't like seeing any Snake down, and she especially didn't like to see a Snake seperated from their Otacon. It was understandable, with the war that was currently overriding the building, and the fear of losing people was steadily increasing. Halie wanted this Hal to be okay.]

[She scanned through the system network of the Nexus and typed out a message for the Otacon she wished to get into contact with. She decided e-mailing was probably the best option.]

Hal,
Please get into contact asap!
Otacon -- (Halie)



((ooc: The Otacon she's contacting is [livejournal.com profile] fault_is_mine but the thread is open to everyone. c:))
[identity profile] sweetacon.livejournal.com
[Halie has been concerned about her Snake. She hasn't been informed as to what is wrong, only that she has been drinking for some reason. It made Otacon feel pretty low herself, because this Diana had closed herself off and had refused to tell her what was wrong, or the cause of her depression -- At least, she had closed herself off from Halie.]

[She wondered if she had done something wrong. As always, all Otacons worry about their Snakes, and usually assume they are the ones who have done something wrong.]

[She has decided to tuck herself away in the library in hope that she wasn't followed in. She wasn't really in the mood for company right now. She had her face burried in a book about mechanics, stowed away in one of the farthest corners of the room.]


((ooc: Bother? Y/N))
[identity profile] sweetacon.livejournal.com
[Halie had decided to wander around the Nexus in hope of finding a new computer after hers seemingly decided to crash on her. Not only that, but she wasn't used to the newer technology within the Philanthropy offices, unlike the operating systems of her own time.]

[She had been fairly lucky with finding rooms before - hell, the Otakon dealers rooms were here! - so hopefully she might be able to locate somewhere that had spare computers.]

[Taking a deep breath, Otacon rested her hand on the doorhandle, easing it open as she stared inside. She was immediately greeted with warm scents and aromas of food. It seemed like an oriental restaurant; not quite what she was looking for, but awesome regardless!]

[Halie wandered inside, before tripping slightly. Her clothes had changed into a blue kimono, but it made her smile slowly. She attempted to form more grace as she approached one of the many tables, sitting herself down, rather than at the extended bar. She smiles to herself, feeling more and more at "home" the longer she remained here. She only wished she could have brought Diana along to share the experience.]


[ooc: Have an oriental restaurant/noodle/sushi bar! 8D As soon as your character steps in, their clothes change into something traditional and oriental to go with the 'new year' theme.]
[identity profile] sweetacon.livejournal.com
[Ever since her arival, Halie has been wandering rooms idly. Some have caught her off guard, or have been entirely surprising and totally unexpected. Some she has been completely frightened of. Eventually, she was hesitant to try and search through any other rooms... But told herself that one last room couldn't hurt.

Little did she realize what may lay behind the door...


When she plucked up the courage to storm inside, her eyes glazed over in an utter swarm of pure emotion. Her eyes glinted up at the very sight of the near-replica of one of the dealer rooms at the Otakon convention she usually attended, which looks vaguely like this.

She smiled brightly, her heart lifting at the sights and even the smells of the convention sweeping her up. Dealers with merchandise... all for sale. And she seemed to be the only one here.

Excitement got the better of her, as Halie trampled into the over-large hall, stumbling a little when she realized what she was wearing. ]

Oh my god...

(ooc: Have an Otakon room! :D Once you enter this room, you are immediately changed into cosplay, whether it be from video games, anime, manga, other fictional character. You can only leave once you buy at least one item of merchandise. This includes Japanese food~

And just for the record - Halie is dressed up as Mikuru in bunny outfit from the anime 'Haruhi'.)
[identity profile] sweetacon.livejournal.com
[ There is a sudden apperance of a young woman perched in the ground floor lounge, her eyes blinking with the instant transition of her world to here.

Confused, and obviously afraid, she stumbles to her feet and whimpers, hunching up a little. ]

Where am I...?


[ooc: Have a post-Shadow Moses female!Otacon. :D]

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