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[After being tossed into the de-aging room by Volgin and Old Snake, the overlord of the Nexus has been wandering around as a kid without any knowledge of anything about his future, outside or here.]

[Now, wearing a shrunken down version of his regular uniform, John is playing on the beach, catching crabs and shrimp by the shore.]

((Looking for

sins_origin, but open to anyone))

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[The plans are set and ready for carrying out. Old Snake and Nice!Volgin are on the eighth floor, ready. Their attempt to resolve the war in the Nexus in a relatively peaceful way is dependant on one particular room. That room is the tool. The problem is getting EBB into it. Somehow or other, they have to get him there. As a result, the two of them are staking out a hall. He speaks into the radio in his hand in a hushed voice.]

Are you sure this will work, Snake?

[If they're right, the kitchen here is one EBB frequents more often than not. They should be able to ambush him here.]

(Locked to

nakedsinner ,

imthe_shit and

roarofthunder,)