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march event log
Who: Everyone
When: March 17th and on
Where: The Moira and Ceta; various locations
What: Communication, mercenaries, and scraplets
Warnings: Please label accordingly!
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When: March 17th and on
Where: The Moira and Ceta; various locations
What: Communication, mercenaries, and scraplets
Warnings: Please label accordingly!
E V E N T |
"The best way to protect something is to set it free."
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Venom Snake || OPEN
[Venom roared in anger as he aimed to smash into a nearby corridor wall, aiming to knock the metallic monsters attatched to his prosthetic arm. Even though he couldn't feel pain on his arm the creatures were gnawing it off his fucking arm. The skin attached to his arm was being attacked and he could feel that. Yeah, that hurt.]
Get the hell off of me! [Snake stamped on a few scraplets that failed to sink their teeth into the metal well enough and ended up on the floor. Snake growled and then launched himself on the ground, as he felt more of the metal monsters climb up his back and launch themselves onto his arm like a magnet. He was a damn magnet to these things. Whatever the hell they were. What was happening? All Snake knew was that they ate metal and were destroying his prosthetic arm.]
I need this, dammit! [He had no weapons on his that would do any damage to these things. His tranq was non-lethal and no good up against these metal munching beasts. Shit. It seemed hopeless as the metallic monsters kept climbing up his legs, over his back, up his chest just to get to his arm. Their prize. He kicked a few on the floor and then bashed his arm against the wall once more trying to knock them off.]
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And speaking of Venom... that shout he heard was a familiar voice, wasn't it? Taking his knife out of his pocket, he moved to investigate, stomping on a few stray scraplets along the way. It wasn't long until he discovered the man he'd once thought was his father there, trying to fight off some of the little robot creatures that seemed fixated on his arm.
Wow, he had something of an upper hand for a change, huh? Too bad killing him wasn't on the agenda today.
He headed over, using the knife to dislodge a few of the scraplets from the man's artificial hand, then punched off another with his free hand. Flipping the knife around in his hand a few times, he stomped on a few that landed. There were more, but it'd help, for now.]
Need some help?
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Eli- Liquid- I'm damn glad to see you. [He couldn't help but utter the man's real name even though he knew Liquid preferred his codename. But Venom was trying to save his arm right now so sorry, Liquid. He crushes another ravenous scraplet under foot as he felt the knife dislodge some of the others.]
These bastards are eating my arm. Hell knows why. [Snake was pleased to see that Liquid had gotten hold of a knife. He was also glad that it wasn't being plunged into him this time.]
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Well, I mean, it's got to be the metal, right? [He tapped on the knife.] Remember, we saw them eating things? Suppose they've decided your arm's delicious.
[He stomped on another one as it tried to head towards Venom.] Looks like it's some sort of... infestation. Well, this is a mess.
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How could I forget that. They weren't as aggressive as they are now though. [Venom felt something on the back of his neck. What the?- He went to swipe it off but not before it scuttled down his chest and bit onto his arm. Damn. He smashed his arm against the wall, crushing the creature into tiny bits.]
Watch they don't eat your knife. [Snake went into an attack pose as around five creatures launched themselves at him. He punched most of them off but one or two still had their jaws around his arm. They bit hard and one bit around where his arm joined to his flesh.]
Shit! [Venom swore as pain shot up his arm and drops of blood could be seen blooming under his Moira uniform where his arm had been bitten.]
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They seem to have realized they've got a good feast around here.
I'll be so careful. I've only got the one, after all. [And he had no intention of losing it anytime soon. Or anytime later, for that matter. When Venom swore, he glanced over at him, noting he'd gotten a pretty bad bite. He knocked the remaining ones off his arm.]
You alright? Damn things are vicious.
[Imagine, actually being concerned for Venom. First time for everything, right?]
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[A scratch that looks like a nasty gash along his arm just where the join of his prosthetic is. It looks like the creatures have made a nice pattern of teeth marks in your flesh, Venom. Snake shook more of the little bastards off and smashed his fist into the wall, crushing two in one go.]
How many are there of these things? Wonder what they're weak to. [Ahab moved back to press his back up against the wall, hearing more trying to scuttle under the doorframe.]
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I don't know. They seem to have appeared rather suddenly, and so far I haven't found anything out about them. I'm still working on it. Can't have been a deliberate introduction; I've discovered nothing of the sort.
[Because nobody can slip something in under his nose, right? But, hey. Technically he's been doing his job.]
They're weak to smashing, at least.
[Individually.]
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[Snake had to chuckle softly at Liquid's words. It seemed the blond still enjoyed beating the crap out of things even at this age. Whether, it be him or the real Big Boss or these metal monsters.]
How about we get out of here? Find someplace where it's metal free. The Gardens? [Surely, they wouldn't be followed there, right?]
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[He took a second to gesture at the 'carnage' on the ground before smashing another one with his fist. Of course he loved beating the crap out of things. And stabbing them, and shooting them, and otherwise being destructive. It was just how he was, wasn't it?
He had a lot of anger, and he needed a place to put it. Fighting worked.]
There's probably some metal there too, but might be enough less that your arm'll be okay. Wouldn't hurt. They'd probably want to stick around places with less... vegetation.
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[Venom was tired of being attacked by the Scraplets and wanted to give his arm some breathing room. Also he could feel the blood continuing to slowly bloom over his Moira uniform just around his elbow. Shit. Maybe the bite was worse than he thought?]
We'll go to the gardens then I'd better get checked at Med bay for this arm.
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[Pretty unlikely, but he learned not to ever dismiss things just for being unlikely. His life (and death) in general were pretty damn unlikely. Making sure they'd at least cleared enough to head out, he started forward.]
Just long enough to shake them off. That doesn't look so great.
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[Snake made his way down the many corridors of the Moira towards the gardens. Where else could they go to escape? Most places were made out of metal and the Scraplets would track them down easily. Venom looked back to see if Liquid was following him, as he stamped on a rogue Scraplet scurrying towards him on the floor.]
We'll make it.
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I know I'll make it, but I'm not the one running around with metal bits here.
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[Snake shot him a sly smirk and continued onwards. Lucky you, Liquid. You don't have any metal parts for the Scraplets to chew off. They made it to the Gardens just in time, as Snake slammed the door behind them.]
That should hold them off for a while.
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[He made sure to kick at any that might seem like they'd hinder their progress. So far, it easily could have been worse. Once they made it into the gardens, he turned to look at the door, arms crossed.]
Yeah, until they eat the door.
[Way to be optimistic, Liquid.]