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[Raiden's voice rings over this post; quiet and raspy... clearly too tired sounding to even make an effort to type. He sounds downright glum. Defeated. Guilty.]

Bunch of new people, huh? Hi. I'm Raiden, the janitor.

I'm taking a couple of days off. ...Just deal with it.

[Even that lacks its usual bitter, vindicated edge and he ends the voice ( Read more... )

[You may or may not of noticed Raiden sporting a Horrible Tan all week.]

That beach party was great. Amazing. Wonderful.

...Now who's going to clean all that sand up? It's been a week and the wind is blowing it everywhere. I can't clean all this up.

It's impossible.

Graduation's right around the corner, huh? Just remember not to make too big of a mess after the dance or trash the place. I'm the one that gets stuck cleaning it up ( Read more... )

What the hell is going on around here?

There's a huge blood stain on the main building wall and blood in the fountain! Did these little chicks cause that?

They are pooping everywhere ugh.

( [Narration. TL;DR WAR HAS CHANGED] )

[SO. Things have been pretty awkward since Raiden came back. A lot of stumbling around and making an ass of himself to certain people for lack of remembering them. Eventually Raiden would discover his fabled answering machine, loaded with like, hundreds of messages. That shit blew his mind. Only recently did Raiden feel brave enough to sit down and ( Read more... )

( TELL A FRIEND [Narration & an action happening for a Lash] )

[Very akin to another Blonde Metal Gear Dude, Raiden's life has been rather eventful lately. And by eventful I mean he's been completely miserable. As a result he's been noticeably distant for the past week or so. Here, but clearly not wanting to be here. All the inter-specie wank lately only served to compound it. Winter break apparently couldn't ( Read more... )

Who is DJF.