prismatica | Entries tagged with metal gear: revolver ocelot

There's some-- some easy solution to all of this, right? Surviving the cycle with your sanity intact? Something I'm overlooking? Am I too distracted?

( it's vague but partially about nsfw things so here's a cut to be safe )

clothed

[ so. floods. not a fan. sansa would very much like to never experience that sort of thing again. ]

My heartfelt greetings to all that are reading this letter. My name is Sansa Stark.

I have two requests to ask of those who might be interested.

First, That I may trade in my skills with the needle in exchange for private company, for reasons I will gladly explain at length, if required. Second, that those who are familiar with wolves and hounds may permit me to ask questions in confidence.

It would mean so much to me if I could be indulged in either of these two requests. My gratitude to those who have read this far, and to anyone who chooses to reply.

hopticulture

[video is of a small white rabbit and the background is that of a café. she gives friendly wave with her free hand.]

Yoohoo, it's Haru. Your local white rabbit who isn't from here and who is, yes, an actual rabbit! I know that confuses a lot of you human and other different animal types who've never met a talking rabbit before.

Kinda wanted to get that out of the way...

Anyway, I want a job to keep me busy while I'm stuck here and feeling useless while everyone else is going through changes and eating octopuses which is a bit creepy. Anyone here run a flower shop or a local garden? I ran the gardening club at my school.

I know this is pretty boring and you guys get a lot of these kinds of questions, but I'm also pretty bored so we're even.

mutantblood

[ The day had long since begun but the room on the video feed was dark. The curtains off frame were drawn but filtered enough light through the fabric for the scene to be visible, though the room remained suitably dimmed for the nocturnal owner of the Level 2 apartment. A moderate sized whiteboard had been haphazardly, but securely, taped against a wall by its uppermost edge. Symbols had been drawn upon the canvas: a red heart, a red diamond; to their right was a black spade, and a black club. The heart and spade were beside one another with the diamond and club below them in a symmetrical arrangement. It was a rough, messy diagram, but it served its purpose. A few seconds of fumbling and screen shaking later seemed to settle the recording device against whatever it had propped itself upon. A small, grey hand slapped a blank section of the board with a misleading amount of force. ]

Can everybody stop their jerk-off small talk circles for a minute and actually pay attention to something important?

[ The owner of the demanding voice shuffled into frame. From the mussed up hair, dark circles beneath his eyes, and the sagging of his shoulders, it was apparent that this small alien was up far past his bedtime. Despite how his withered posture was borderline drowning in his dark sweater, the insistence in his voice was clear. He had something to say and he was going to make damn sure that people heard it. ]

I know you sorry sacks of shit go feral over all of this Moonlacing crap, but your lack of social awareness is fucking abysmal. For my sake, your sake, and the sake of any future trolls that find their unfortunate carcasses dragged into cuddlefuck hell, I'm going to take one for the team and attempt to educate you about Quadrants.

( The implications matter, apparently. )

ocelthot

[The video feed opens with a small cat perched on it's haunches in front of the device in, obviously filming from one of the standard apartments. Eagle eyed viewers could probably spot some thin wires in the background threaded taut between walls and furniture.

Then it talks in the voice of a fairly gruff sounding older man.]

I usually stick to text with this thing, but as you can presumably see, Cordis has hit me a little harder than usual.

[While absolutely capable of not doing it, talking with his hands was very close to downright instinctual. With paws though, it's more like he's batting an invisible toy. Especially being a type of spotted cat that isn't all that much bigger than a domestic kitten as a fully grown adult and having his wrist rotation limited.]

So I'll get straight to the point: could someone please come open my apartment door?

I can unlock it and turn the handle, but I can't get the momentum to pull it open.

I'm pretty sure just one of my guns weighs more than I do right now.

[ooc: since he'll need assistance multiple times throughout cordis I figure there's no reason for this not to happen more than once even if he only posts the one message to the network.]

scarcastically

Y'know, going up in space, visiting other worlds is supposed to blow your damn mind. The idea's that you're exposed to stuff so unreal, so beyond believin' that it's alien to you.

So why exactly are we celebratin' Christmas in space? Feels kinda weird, to be honest. But I guess capitalism and commercialism is a universal concept.

Still, though. Kinda gets me thinkin'. How do you celebrate your holidays where you're from? Don't tell me about Christmas though. We all know about Christmas.

quickquotes

( It has taken Rita most of the time she's spent in Lunatia thus far to understand enough of this 'technology' to send out a broadcast. She's not the type to let such a little hurdle as unfamiliarity get in the way of reporting the news, and she is glad to announce her success with her very first article! )

UNDEAD YET DEADLY
The inhabitants of Lunatia might seem an uncouth lot, with their scales and their horns and other extraneous appendages. However, the natives of this world appear positively genteel when compared to who, or should I say, what walks amongst us, attempting to blend quietly into the shadows. Fortunately, I, Rita Skeeter, freelance journalist-for-hire, am here to shed light on the situation.

The Moonblessed by the name of ‘Ambrosine’, is a self-confessed practitioner of the Dark Arts. She is also known to post on this network under the alias of ‘undyingsoul’, which should tell you everything you need to know already. If you still require an explanation, know this: every magical child from the youngest of ages is taught that death is permanent. Any individual who attempts to meddle with mortality is faced with a fate worse than death: the eternal corruption of the soul.

Why does this matter, you might ask?

( article continues under the cut )

( After the main text in the article, smaller lettering reads: if you have leads which require any further investigation, or any information you would like me to know, please contact me here. The name, again, is Rita Skeeter. )

pushpin

so
HYPOTHETICALLY SPEAKIN

what would a weird alien full-moon-magicky space-fuckin-odyssey STI look like

& check the username before u go to reply, NO STUPID ANSWERS !!

loungelizard

Good afternoon Lunatia!

I'm Larry; Larry Laffer. I'm kind of new around here. It's nice to meet you all!

Now that Halloween/Geistnacht festivities are wrapping up, we're headed into November, or what we just call "the eleventh month" around here, I guess. Anyway, where I come from, there's a holiday called Thanksgiving that falls on the fourth Thursday of the month. It is what it says on the tin: a harvest holiday to give thanks for the previous year's crop. You celebrate it by hanging out with your family and loved ones, eat a gratuitous amount of seasonally appropriate food and drink, and watch sports on television together.

I'd like to host something like that here, if anyone would be interested. I know some of us might be missing our families from back home, but that doesn't mean we can't celebrate the friends and lovers that we've made here! Bring all the food and/or booze your heart desires, but as the host it's my responsibility to make the bird. (Whatever is the closest I can find to a turkey around here.)

On an absolutely related note, I could use someone on consult that knows how to cook.

This is meant to be an "open to all ages" kind of thing, but I was thinking that we could also have a post-dessert dessert of an orgy for those who qualify. That's not part of the tradition, but that doesn't mean we can't make it ours. I just figured that maybe everyone would like to leave the party topped off with turkey and Chroma for their holiday shopping. No pressure or anything, though!

RSVP here or on my answering machine if you're interested.

LL

decisiveconquest

I will not hide my identity nor pretend these words are not attached to me. There were men who thought I committed many wrongs before I came here. One man held me accountable and spared me nothing besides a lingering death, which leads me to my question: in your estimation, are there any crimes that are unforgivable?

What a common man or woman cannot - should not - do, a king or a queen can do for the good of their people, correct? Great sacrifices are expected in battle - in war - however do you think that a ruler's life should be forfeit for them? What good can they do if they are slain prematurely?

I can admit when I am wrong, but on this...

I don't understand.

necroyalty

I'd like to gauge the feelings of the general populace here on a matter very near and dear to my heart, so please bear with me here. I know that I'm not the only person this affects, so perhaps we ought to have this discussion.

After all, 'tis the season, I suppose; we all got that message a while back about getting our fair share of "Dracula dick."

...

If there's no decomposition or loss of mental faculties, would you still be averse to bedding any manner of undead?

ritterstand

( general picture mingle post )

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