imthe_shit: (exhale)
[ Snake had missed Tenten's birthday, but then again, he wasn't much of a birthday kind of guy anyway. What was a lot more important to him was the fact that Otacon was finally in Mahogany... It felt a bit weird to see him. He wasn't sure if he was entirely over what happened a few years ago in this place, but it wasn't fair to blame this Otacon for that stuff.

What Snake didn't know was that his Bloober had gucked up the PokeGear, which made it nearly impossible to turn it off once it was on video, so it was either always video-recording, or always audio-recording. The best way to stop it was to muffle it under a bunch of things.

For now, Snake is standing just outside a cafe, avoiding the rain overhead, smoking a cigarette. Otacon was nearby... Snake had plans to give him Asimov, but he didn't want to disappoint the Ampharos. It would probably feel sad about it all. For the moment, the old soldier holds up his Pokegear and speaks into it. ]


Anyone have any recommendations for cleaning out a PokeGear that's been infused with Bloober goo? It's really nasty... I'm not sure how to go about cleaning it without just tossing it in a river. Any input would be appreciated, as long as it's not stupid.

[ Because Snake is really the best judge of that. And then he remembers something. ]

Sorry for missing your party, Tenten. Maybe next time.
imthe_shit: (codec)
[ It was time... Time to get off his ass and inform Otacon of the things he wishes he could forget. What the previous Otacon had been up to, why Snake felt uncomfortable being in contact with his best friend.

He had to do this or the guilt would eat him alive. Sitting in a restaurant so that there was some background noise, Snake pulled out the Pokegear, making a call to Otacon. ]


Otacon... This is Snake. I need to talk to you.

---

[ CALL FOR HEATHER ]

Heather, we need to talk.
imthe_shit: (...EW.)
[ Snake's looking a little uncertain when the video feed starts. He's outside, a scarf around his neck with his usual coat on... No point in using the sneaking suit here, even if it DID insulate him a lot better from the cold. ]

So... Today's Valentine's Day, huh?

[ He looks very eager about it. That is to say not. In fact, sliming up his shoulder appears to be one of those... bloober things. ]

Do girls like these? They're cute, I guess, but they sure picked a hell of a day to appear on...

[ It looks at Snake, then presses itself against his cheek, to which he visibly grimaces. ]

...

Ugh.
imthe_shit: (fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck)
[ Hello, Mahogany. Snake is feeling better than he has in weeks, truth be told. Plus, it was a sunny day and it was pretty damn hot out, too. He couldn't really ask for more, but the sun agitated him a bit so he was just gonna catch some of the shade under this box.

Yeah.

So anyone catching this video is going to notice that it's quite dark and pretty close to old-man-face. ]


... Hn. Kind of nostalgic. [ Smirk. ] This is Snake. Getting out some practice again... Haven't really had the time or the need to do any stealth training. I've got all the experience I need, but it never hurts to dust off the old skills.

[ Suddenly, everything shakes. Snake looks alarmed, and there's a muffled crooning sound from outside... wherever Snake is. ]

...

[ The crooning becomes louder and the shaking intensifies until suddenly VOOP! There's bright sunlight, Snake lets out a growled cry as everything is flipped upside down and he lands on his back-- and there's a giant Onix face stuffing itself into the camera feed. ]

Dammit, Solid--... S2! I told you, not while I'm in the box!

[ ... oh. "S2" doesn't appear to hear Snake at all, instead nuzzling the camera, and then suddenly it moves to the old soldier, and by the sounds of Snake's grunting, nuzzles were had by him, too. ]
imthe_shit: (napping)
[ Snake is sitting outside under a tree. The weather's a bit chilly, and he's wearing a very ugly sweater with torkoal and hot chocolate on it, as well as a scarf around his neck. His head is leaning back against the tree, and his bandanna is blowing lightly in the wind.

But the sweater isn't the surprising part... It's what appears to be a baby rock snake curled up in his lap. The expression on Snake's face is a mixture of calm and discomfort... It probably didn't feel too good to have a bundle of rocks lying on your lap.

In his right hand, there's a Pokeball with a small label stuck onto it, though it's too hard to make out from a distance. Boss wanders out from behind the tree, now a formidable size, but his level was only about 10 or so. Snake had been slacking.

With a grunt, he reaches his hand into his pocket, pulling out the gear and flicking it on. His face is tired, but other than that, he looks well. ]


Boss get over here-- Oh, uh... [ He clears his throat. ] Looks like if you caught one of those flying deer, you didn't get to keep it... No flying types for me, I guess. [ A bit of a smirk and he points the video down at the snoozing Onix in his lap. ]

Instead I got this guy... Just an egg, but he hatched a few days ago. He's getting bigger every day, too... Soon he won't be able to sit on me like this without killing me, I think. [ Despite the way he talks about the rock-snake, the old man's tone is gentle. He's got a soft spot for solid snakes. ]

His name's S2. [ He lifts up the Pokeball in his hand. ] And this... An old friend. [ He nods into the video feed, a little look of sadness visible in those eyes. ] Thanks, Heather.

[ooc: for reference, S2 is currently about the length of a meter stick when he's stretched out.]
imthe_shit: (not again not again)
[ Well, this was certainly something. There were a ton of Stantler racing about and Snake wasn't entirely sure where they'd all come from, but it had been non-stop for a few days now. ]

When the hell are these things going to buzz off?

[ He'd tried to catch a few, but Boss was only level 8 and barely a match for the rampaging Stantler, which made the soldier regret not training him more. Flipping open the Gear, Snake started a call to the network. ]

I hope people are having better luck catching these damn things than I am.

[ Snake was about to continue, when he couldn't help but look up and... ]




... Are you kidding me.
imthe_shit: (:/)
[ The tornado had finally stopped, and Snake had been able to leave the center, taking a look around. Downed trees, parts of roofs blown off... Kind of amazing the center had little to no damage.

He could see people working together with their Pokemon, already clearing the wreckage and putting the town back together. Looking upward, the old soldier stared up at the tower. ]


That thing's still standing, huh.

[ He'd seen it in pamphlets about Mahogany Town, since he had nothing better to read while he was holed up in the center. Amazing. It was still raining, though, and Snake didn't have an umbrella with him-- probably not a good idea to bring out Boss.

So, he wandered over to a nearby tree, one of the ones still standing, and leaned against it, patting himself down for a cigarette. He had his octo-camo with him, but he couldn't get the damn thing to work... Must have glitched somewhere along the way, so instead he was dressed in more casual wear. A black turtleneck, camo pants... This was his usual outfit from the last time he was here, too. Not to mention the bandanna around his forehead. ]


Hhn... Where the hell are they... [ Finally, he finds the pack and opens it, realizing there were only two cigarettes left. He frowns considerably. ] ... Damn tortoise...
imthe_shit: (fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck)
[ The feed clicks on, and Snake is looking pretty damn irritated. The burn on his face has scarred over, so he's not bothering to wear the bandage now, though he probably still should. He appears to be inside the Pokemon Center, if the music was any indication, but where... That was the real issue. The sound of howling wind could be heard outside. ]

... All right... There are some things I need to know.

First, what the hell happened the last three days? According to this thing, it's been three days since I last opened it... And I'm not in Pallet anymore... I'm in another city all together! [ He gestures to the front desk. ] She told me that this is Mahogany Town in the Johto Region. How the hell did I get here? I was in Pallet, dammit.

[ He growls irritably, shaking his head. ] And there's some kind of typhoon happening outside...


Actually, Sir, it's a Tornado.

...

A tornado!?

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