An Old-ish Ocelot appears!

[manwithaname]

[Torture really was the ultimate form of expression. He'd decided it as a kid-anyone younger than 25 counted as a kid to him even if it came to himself thanks to John constantly calling him with the annoying(and untrue) moniker. He paced the room, eyes flicking from his prisoner to the wall where he kept his "supplies" and smirking. He was close to

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[sneaking_sin]

Huhn?

[Big Boss's camo rating goes down as he steps away from the wall he was just blending into.]

...

...Nice mustache.

[manwithaname]

[Adam spins the gun once then points it at Big Boss] Are you trying to be funny or do you just have an obsession with looking like an idiot. [| : You come into his thread dressed as a younger John and think he'll greet you warmly? Nno.]

[sneaking_sin]

[Go point your dick gun at someone else, Ocelot. Big Boss is not impressed.]

Didn't know you were so sensitive about a little hair above your lip.

[manwithaname]

[He'll point his dick gun at whoever he pleases and they'll like it god dammit!]

And I didn't know you had a death wish. [He returns his gun to its spin-he's learned a few more tricks over the years-as he paces back and forth, watching this strange imposter. But good. Now neither of them are impressed. Wait. Big Boss isn't impressed at his moustache and awesome gun?! ;A; Wahhhhh...Just kidding. : |] Who are you? Because you can't be Big Boss. Who do you work for?

[old_papa_john]

[John paused in drinking his coffee when he spies an unusual Ocelot from the corner of his single eye. Well, this is something he hasn't seen in a long time...or ever, really.]

Adam?

[manwithaname]

...[He hesitates for a second-either John was in disguise or he'd been smoking himself into old age. Either way the other man had walked out on them all, He hadn't been answering any faxes, and Ocelot would be damned if he would make this little reunion easy for the other man.] Going for the salty sea dog look now? Or have you always looked that old? [:|]

[old_papa_john]

I can't help but look old, Adam. I am old.

[Big Boss is unfazed by talk about his looks. He knows he's no prize and he's made peace with that many years ago.]

You've just arrived here, haven't you?

[manwithaname]

Sorry I forgot old man. [Glares and raises his revolver.] Who the hell are you? Some kind of spy? Did Zero send you?

[imthe_shit]

[Points a gun at the back of his head.] Freeze.

[manwithaname]

[Yeah, no. He laughs.] Do you know who I am? [Yeah why don't you grow out of that cockiness Ocelot... He points his revolver at a wall.] Drop your weapon or you'll be dead before you can pull the trigger.

[imthe_shit]

[Frowns.] I know who you are. It doesn't take a genius to figure out your identity from those clothes you wear.

[manwithaname]

Really? Then you should know to drop your weapon. [His clothes? JEALOUSY. :| You WISH you could look as hot as Ocelot does in cowboy clothes. XD; Adam cocks the gun. Don't make him shoot another person today.]