self, look at your life. look at your choices.

[liquidouroboros]

You must be joking. All this time and now you decide to put me in an actual game? No, 'decide' isn't even the word. You're pacing back and forth as usual because you can't make such a basic choice. Foolish little child. Not to mention you can't really think Otacon will ever manage on his own without me.

Cease calling me 'Plisquid' as well. After so long I've grown very tired of such a juvenile name.

--Liquid Snake

Comments

[liquidouroboros]

...

[Just...facepalm.]

[shirtphobia]

[Don't mind the laughter here, Pliskin.]

[liquidouroboros]

Do just shut up, brother.

[shirtphobia]

...now that truly is a ridiculous request.

Besides, my mun is enjoying this too much.

[liquidouroboros]

I shouldn't be surprised by that.

[shirtphobia]

Be grateful. Sadist yours may be, but she will at least be kinder to you than mine would.

[liquidouroboros]

Mine's apparently tearing my soul out and giving it some kind of animal form.

[All this deadpan.]

[shirtphobia]

Yours isn't going to get you into a relationship with a man who will stab you, stick his hand in the wound and sexually caress your spine and internal organs.

[Equally deadpan.]

[liquidouroboros]

. . .

Say what you will about Otacon, but at least he's sane to an extent. He'd probably faint at the sight of that much blood.

[shirtphobia]

The man she pushed me towards had six personalities, one of which was a sadistic sociopath who enjoyed attempting to kill me while I wasn't allowed to fight back. His two main personalities were also like Otacon. Only crazy.

Still think that your mun is as bad?

[liquidouroboros]

. . . No, I think you win this round.

[shirtphobia]

[Smug look.]

I do rather miss him, however. He made life interesting on that ridiculous island. That was commendable.

Now. Tell me. Why would you dislike the idea of going to this place?

[liquidouroboros]

Let me repeat.

My soul is getting ripped out.

[shirtphobia]

As if creatures like us have souls.

[shirtphobia]

Besides, what use has it ever been to you?

[liquidouroboros]

First of all: You're an imbecile.

Secondly: I don't know, but I would quite like anything internal to remain internal, psychological concepts included.

[shirtphobia]

Firstly, good work insulting yourself.

Secondly, what a cowardly statement! It's rather shameful, brother. If it is useless to you, then there should be no fear involved in losing it.

If we have such a thing, then surely we can do without it. Besides, it's merely getting stuck inside an animal.

[liquidouroboros]

I am not a coward.

[shirtphobia]

Then prove it. Go to this game unafraid! And play hell with whomever it is that has attempted to take what is yours!

[liquidouroboros]

Still theatrical as ever, I see.

[shirtphobia]

For god's sake, just because you've forgotten who you are doesn't mean the rest of us have.

[liquidouroboros]

I have forgotten nothing. There is a time and a place for such things, brother.

[shirtphobia]

"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts."

Everything in this world is a show for the masses of inferior fools. [A pleased laugh.]

Timing is important, true, yet why hide the truth?

[liquidouroboros]

Quote whatever you like, I am hiding nothing.

[shirtphobia]

Whatever you say, brother. If living in delusion works, so be it.