[Not only was it New Years Eve in the Nexus, but it was also a certain someone's birthday. Ocelot had spent his time preparing for the event on the rooftops for a few days now and he was finally happy with the end result ( Read more... )

[For a man like Liquid, sleep was a hard status to succumb to. It had always been problematic for him, and he had rarely experienced the chance to fully rest without the help of alternate methods such as sleeping pills. But being part of the MI6 had its positives as well as downfalls. Unfortunately, the wrecked lifestyle had left lingering effects ( Read more... )

[He's sitting on a bench in a random hallway, smoking a cigar, thinking about the wish he made. Foolish. Wishes don't ever come true...but he supposes that's part of the alleged 'fun' about wishes; the 'what if?' factor. He wonders if life would be better if it came true and how he would even handle himself if he was actually faced with that. He ( Read more... )

[A newer Liquid emerges out onto the second floor. He stands amidst the broken hallway, which appears to be in near darkness due to the electricity plummeting from the recent fights that had broken out ( Read more... )