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Thursday, April 27, 2006
yearbook signing day...wooooho. MGS fanfic in it's entirity thus far...please review!
Ok. This story takes place, after Sons of Liberty, and assuming that soon after they found the Patriots with a lot of effort and error. I assumed of the existence of a fourth game after Snake Eater, but at the time I didn't know one was planned yet. So, out of randomness, christmas depression, and some very fangirl based thinking (although it's not a YAOI, though the plot is centered around Snake and An original character, and this is a romance, comedy, but I promise eventually it will have Snake sneaking around places and killing something.) the first chapter was produced. This also takes place in a surrreal world where Snake is still Snake, but...diffrent (not too OOC I promise.) and he works in an odd little place, called Konami.
This will eventually have sex in it! *gasp* and probably a lot of it. And yes, I am a female. And a girly one at that. In fact I'm wearing an American Eagle shirt...with a Kurt Cobain one over it. I love Metal Gear Solid, and Snake Eater is my favorite game of all time. And by the way, the sex is heterosexual, although I do yaoi, but well...not many sexxy male characters to work with in MGS (shudders at thought of something like Volgin/Snake).
And if you don't like this
It was another hard day at work. After being a soilder for so long how can I know of anything else? I'd rather be killing terrorists than going through this fucking mound of office papers. I think that those who know Solid Snake would laugh at his greatest terror. The candy and coke machine being out of maximum strength asprin. Yes, aspirin. I maybe a clone, but hey, I still get headaches. I never knew of one untill I came to work in this fucking office. "Solid Snake would never work in an office",you may say, but Solid Snake has to pay apartment rent and electricity bills too.
I'm not even Solid Snake anymore. I'm Dave Pliskin. Employee of Konami gameing offices. Yes, a video game manufacturer. So, next time, kiddies, tell mommy and daddy to buy Konami's fucking games, so it helps out good ole' Solid Snake, aka Dave.
It's Christmas time too, which makes things three times as hetic. I need to drink three bottles of good, hard, Moonshine, just to get through a day of work with out taking out my SOCOM and shooting myself. I just want to go back to killing things...and sneaking around...and killing people...and just fucking around with Hal. Even searching for the Patriots was a bit better than this.
All I need is a bit of action.
In more than one way...
I haven't had a girlfreind in quite a long time. No one just seems apealing. All I'm asking for is a girl with big boobs, a sense of humor, and a nice figure. In other words the perfect woman to any man. None have been found to this day though...their even harder to find than Naked Snake in a jungle, during the 1960s....
Why can't a man get a little ass and a good job in this city?
You know what? I think I'm going to call Hal tonight and go out for a drink.
Sounds like a plan.
A Few Hours Later.....
" So, Dave how's it going? " Hal asked, glanceing around the bar discretly.
" Worse than a motherfucking bullet up the ass." and isn't that the truth?
I clenched on to the bottle of Wild Turkey with exhuberance. I proceeded to pop the top off and take a swig.
" Work got you down? " he asked nonchalantly.
" You could say that. Horny as fuck. The office just gets worse around Christmas. All the wreaths and candy. I just want the old days back. The two of us. A team again. Going stealth and fighting the goverment, finding the Patriots. Hell, I wouldn't even mind working with Raiden again. But yeah like I said horny as fuck and work is crap. "
" Well, I can't really help you out with the work right now. I'm just trying to work on getting my new anime aired. But maybe I can help you with the horny part."
" Hal, I'm not gay. "
He knocked me in the face with a blunt punch.
" How many more did you have before you came here? I'm not gay ethier!!!! I'm just saying maybe I can hook you up with someone. Maybe...I don't know why anyone would want to sleep with your scraggly ass, but hell I'll try. "
" At least I'm not a nerd with a cat girl fetish. Or I don't own those hundreds of hentai dvds like you do. If girls knew who I really was, they'd come flocking. There would be so many that none would be left for anyone else. "
" Dave you are insane. Really. "
" Insanely drunk! "
" Wow, I've never noticed how much you've changed. I don't know if it's for the better or for the worst. "
" Thanks a lot."
" Hey bartender serve me up another!!!" I said as loud as possible.
About 13 drinks later....
" Wow...my head is killing me. " I stamered, " And I never knew that the ground revolved around me. "
" I think I'm going to get you home...before the ground starts to get covered in puke. "
And thats about all I remember.
Except for this. There was this insanely beautiful girl, helping Hal carry me home. I guess she must have worked at the bar, otherwise where could she have come from? I could see she was concerned...about what I don't know. She kept talking to Hal, but I could barely understand what she said. I wish I would have gotten her number, but I didn't.
Life likes to kick me in the ass that way.
Old, Useless, Solid Snake.
Stressed Out, Fed Up, Dave Pliskin.
Lonely, Drunk, Me.
End Chapter 1....Fisson Mailed.
Chapter 2.
And that's how I ended up in this hospitable bed. I have alchol poisoning.
Great. Just what I needed. Now who's going to feed my cats?
" Dave Pilsner? That's your name right? " a man with a slight lisp spoke.
" Yeh, I'm Dave. " Who else would I be, you dumb fuck? The name on the bed says Dave, doesn't it?
God, my head....
" I'm Dr. Reinstein. It seems you have alchol poisoning. So all we're going to do is keep you under observation for a while to see if it had any real effect besides a horrible hangover. " he spoke once more and again with the damn annoying lisp.
" All right. About how much is this going to cost me?" Oh, great another bill. Just fucking great. And missing work wasn't going to help pay it off.
"Oh, I'd say a good.....well over...a thousand at least..."
FUCK!
Good ol' doctor "lisp" began to walk off, but he looked as if he were forgtting something. He turned about and spoke to me with that DAMN annoying LISP!
"Before I forget, you have a visitor. Actually two visitors. Would you like to see them now?"
Two...wait...one has to be Hal. But...who else do I know that would come to see me in a hospital? It couldn't be anyone from work...but hell if anyone from work would care.
"Sure, I'm good for visitors.." I sighed.
"Nurse bring them on back."
I heard a clatter of footsteps heard toward the door. Soon after stepped in Hal and...a woman. She had brown hair with traces of blond evident throughout it, which mean she probably had naturally blond hair during childood that soon faded to that color. It was wild and curly, yet pulled back into a semi-neat ponytail, with bangs that covered her large brown eyes. She was wearing a pair of black and gray camoflouged jeans, that were bound with mulitiple bright silver chains. Her chest was...immensly large...atleast a D cup...covered by a tight black shirt, adorned with a little green dog that had the word "Gir" printed under it.
It was the girl from last night!
Hal was over course wearing that damn white lab coat and a grey green turtle neck. His pants which were the same shade as his shirt , were his favorite pair.
It could be summer and he would be wearing the same outfit.
"How are you doing Sn...I mean Dave?" Hal goofed with a slight grin.
"Motherfucking great. Look at me. I mean, I get to miss work, but the good ole' doc has just informed me of the lovely bill that'll be comeing my way, " I said grunting slightly.
The girl...damn it Hal...tell me about the girl!
I glared at his general direction and nodded toward the girl, grunting. He must have caught my drift, because he cleared his throat, barely blushing, he spoke once more.
"Oh, this is...Kitten. She helped me get you out of the bar last night, and wanted to stay with me to see how you would be doing the next day."
The girl blushed and tossed her bangs infront of her face shyly. She walked up to my bed, and stood there.
"Hi...I'm Kitten Doe. Pleased to meet you." She said extending her hand toward me.
I looked up at her. She was blushing and I couldn't help, but stare. I took her hand and shook it, gently. She was shakeing. Was she afraid of me? Did she like me? I wonder if she would be intrested...but first...formalities.
"So, how are old are you and what do you do, Miss. Kitten?" I said trying to sound nice.
She shook some more before she finally stuttered out, "I...I...I..mean..I'm 17...and...I'm a student at Full Sail...you know the gameing college? I'm also about to start my internship at Konami..."
Damn! She's young!
"Aren't you a little young to be going to college...?" I questioned.
"Well, my circumstances are special...I started school early and graduated extremely early. The college is also pretty much paying me to go to it as well...The only problem is getting my internship. I need a recomendation to get my internship and I don't know anyone at the Konami offices..." she said looking worried.
"You're in luck. I work at Konami. And since you helped me, I'm espically willing to help you. I can get you this recommendation you need."
Her face lit up.
"You...do you..do you mean that?" she said happily.
"Hey...it's always nice to help out those in need. I'm sure I can do it." It's also great if the person you're helping out is espically young and pretty. Even if they are jail bait.
Hal glared at me. I think he knew where I was going with all this.
"Hey, Kitten? Can I speak to Dave alone for a minute. Nothing much just a quick question, then you can talk to him some more about this internship," Hal said.
Kitten looked up from the floor...it made her boobs jiggle...and that made me happy.
"Sure thing, " she said heading toward the door.
She opened it and closed it abruptly, smileing briefy at Hal. Hal walked over to me and slapped me in the face .
I stared at him angerily.
"What was THAT FOR!!?" I hissed.
"Do you know how old that girl is? 17. Snake, 17! How old are you again, let me let you remind yourself," Hal fuemed.
I grinned and said, "34 years young."
"Damn it! She's twice your age! That's being a phedophile!!! And statutory rape, as well! Do you know what they'd do to you in prision?"
"Age shouldn't make a diffrence. She's sweet, young and pretty. What more does one need to think about?"
"She's probably not even intrested in you, Mr. Suave. And don't try to deny flirting! I saw that look in your eye."
"Hal, I thought we were past the part of you knowing that I was hitting on her already. And why are you so concerned about it? Am I moveing in on your turf, or is she moveing in on yours?" I said with a flippant grin.
"Damn it Snake...you know I'm not GAY!"
"And what about you? Mr. I-HEART-HENTAI? Those girls are most definetly under the age of 19. Trying to get on to me now are you? I should be the one getting onto you."
Hal glared at me, the most evil glare ever glared in the history of glares. I think rays of fire were about to shoot out of his eyes.
"Fine then. I hope it's love at first sight for you two, because I have to go to work and someone has to be here to keep you company. And she voulenteered last night," Hal said walking toward the door.
I just sat there with a shit eating grin. Oh, the things I can do without Hal around...oh the things...
"And just one more thing Snake. Try not to be too perverted. No funny shit."
I smiled and whistled.
"Me? Never."
Fission Mailed.
Chapter 3
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