[The sound of howling might have drawn attention in the desolate halls, but Liquid didn't care.

He didn't know why the little boy that had fed him and given him praise and affection was suddenly grown up. He didn't know why he was dead. All he knew was that he was dead, and nobody ever tells a puppy that the dead come back to life.

He lay curled up ( Read more... )

[After Faruq spent most of his day wandering around texting, god only knows who, and skate boarding around. Once he was done he decided to go home. unfortunately he had no idea of the newly acquired occupant of the room...]

Dad, I'm back!

((OOC:For anyone that's in Talib's and Faruq's room. And Fem!Fear too since she's supposed to be his body guard : ( Read more... )

[Yevgeny had said he could cook, so now Ivan spent as much time as he could cooking. It wasn't just because he could eat enough to feed the Russian army, but because it calmed him and helped to take his mind off of his "punishment" that was his murder. An inkling of realization hovered in the back of his mind after that; Yevgeny had hit his face, ( Read more... )

[The soft, barely audible whispers would have been unnoticeable were it not for the silence of the hall. As it was, they echoed eerily off the walls, soft, muttered apologies, feverishly desperate in their delirious madness.]

[Solid hadn't moved from the chair since worlds_serpent had captured him and shot him with the Sorrow dart. It had been more than his ( Read more... )

[There's a fight that has spilled into the hallway. The ghostly Boss, outmyafterlife, has squared off against what used to be Talib near the room hosting the Ocelots' birthday celebration and the spectacle may be audible or even visible to those who are sensitive to the dead. Possibly even those who are not sensitive, as Talib's rage has influenced the living ( Read more... )

[Anyone who has been in the kitchen on the sixth floor of the Nexus in the last few hours might start wondering why there is an increasing amount of cookie jars showing up on the counters. If they stay long enough, they will see this 20-year-old version of child Liquid bringing more jars in pairs ( Read more... )

[There is a young, eight-year-old Arabian boy lying in the infirmary, having badly lost a "fight" against vamplostispenis. He is breathing, but his stomach is quickly becoming one large bruise and the back of his head has a large bump from where it hit the floor.]

[Talib could use some help right now...]

((Open to all. If you want a character to meet kid ( Read more... )

[After making a deal with two Liquid Snakes, Talib had been thrown out into the hallway equipped with an aggravated gunshot wound to the back, a broken hand, a knife he'd not had time to use, and the burning desire to find Faruq.]

[A father protects his children. Talib is determined to protect his]

((Talib has promised not to attack civilians, ( ( Read more... )

[Otacon had managed to hit a stroke of good luck around here; things were nice, really nice. Even if he was in a bit of a weird place as far as relationships went, he was happy for the moment.]

[And then the lights went out as he was walking to the kitchen. Now Otacon wasn't exactly afraid of the dark, strictly speaking.]

I...Ivan? Liquid? A... ( Read more... )

[Talib is alive again and wandering through the nexus ( Read more... )