Snake had multiple choices. But first thought that came to his mind was, who would be able to be taken out with one dart? Some of these guys might have some sort of immunity. He looked around the field at all the combatants. He then saw what looked like... a little girl? Seriously? Who let a...
When the walls raised Snake activated his stealth camo and slunk to the edges of the arena. Yes this was a fight, but they were his allies, his only available options were non-lethal. He unholstered his M9 Tranquilizer pistol and disengaged the slide lock. Time for some people to... take a nap...
"This is bullshit." Snake paced around in the cell. He's been captured before, not a very fond memory. As he paced he lit a cigarette and took a few puffs to calm his nerves. He tried using his Solid Eye to scan the cell for any weaknesses to try to exploit.
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Snake moved over to the side of the roof so he could also have a line of sight on the trucks, pulling out his Assault Rifle and attaching the suppressor. He then spoke into his radio with quiet. "Fire at will." After speaking, he took aim at the trucks to deal with anyone out of Quiet's LOS.
He...
Snake noticed the laser in his vision pretty quickly, and followed it back to its source, also then seeing the glint of a sniper rifle. His face grew slightly pale, he thought Quiet was gone, but that sure as hell looks like her. He then tuned his COMMs to the frequency he used to talk to her on...
Last snake remembered was resting in the ACC (Aerial Command Center) on his way back to mother base, DD sleeping laid across the seats in the chopper, then waking up here. Quiet had been gone a month, and a lot had happened. Diamond Dogs finally achieved world nuclear disarmament, their biggest...
Snake had followed Midna and Lealan's group. He stood near the wall, rifle in one hand, cigarette in the other. At this point he was just sitting there waiting for something to happen.
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Name:
Punished "Venom" Snake
Universe of Origin:
Metal Gear
Starting Location:
Las Vegas
Abilities:
No special abilities. Special training in hand to hand, weapons and equipment, infiltration, and some field medic training. His prosthetic arm upgrades help him heal faster, among other...
Snake wasn't doing to hot with the dolls. He was already injured a good bit from being slammed to the side and chucked like a football, breaking some ribs and cutting him up good, even through his suits Kevlar weave layer, the suit also being torn in some areas. His injuries caused his aim to...
Snake had taken a dose of toxin, he had nothing to fear though, so all it was currently doing was making him slightly dizzy, his vision a little blurry. But he could still shoot good. He pulled out rifle and flipped to full auto, firing controlled 6 round bursts at scarecrow. He aimed for his...
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"I would say find a nice cabin, out in the woods isolated from everything else..." He looked around and sighed. "But I guess that won't be an option for a while. When I retired I thought I'd be done with this kind of shit."
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He laughed a little, the motion pushing smoke out. "Have at it." He held the pack out to her. "Feels like we are being herded at this point."
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"What the hell is this bullshit..." Snake looked around his surroundings. Before sighing in frustration. "I need a damn break." He began to walk outside as well, popping a cig in his mouth and taking a long drag.
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Snake walked over to where the vials are. Picking one up, Cyan. He examined it in his hand. "So a random effect... Gonna have to look into that later." He slid the vial into one of his pouches and closed it, intent into just giving it to someone to try and figure out what the actual fuck it is...
"So a guy reanimating himself into a children's doll... Why am I not surprised?" Snake spoke with a sigh. To him, right now, what was going through his head, 'What a load of bullshit.'
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The whole problem fighting this facilier guy, no one is doing something to kill him quickly, or instantly, or impede his magic. Snake had taken position a little ways away from the main group, and loaded a fresh magazine into his rifle, chambering a round. He held the rifle a little loosely, a...