*I'll be putting my character Sign in many of my other stories including
ones involving characters from Tomb Raider, Metal Gear Solid, and I've
taken characters out of movies like The Whole Nine Yards. In this story
you'll find some of these characters or people meant to be relatives of
some of them. AND PLEASE IF YOU HAVE ANY THOUGHTS PLEASE PUT THEM ON THE
REVIEW, THANKYOU!*
FREINDLY VISIT
October 31, 1999. "Tell me more about this 'Holloween' thing, Otacon." Sign had been bothering Otacon all day for no particular reason, and when he mentioned it was his favorite holiday over in America, Sign didn't stop asking about it except to go feed the prisoners, which she had just returned from doing. "Well like I said you dress up like a character of some variety, when I was nine I remember going as one of my favorite Japanese animes, Shintaro, from The Samurai, that was my favorite TV series back in the 60s." While Otacon talked about his favorite tele show Sign thought for a second, "Hmmm... the 60s, he doesn't look that old?" Sign went back to hear what Otacon whas talking about. "I really liked it mainly because I got to carry a sword." As Otacon spoke she took the time to look over her friend and how he reminded her of her father, Otacon was wearing an annoyingly stupid tie, a white lab coat, he had a pocket protecter filled with pens, a white shirt, and one of the dorkiest pairs of pants that were probably ever bought. "Yes," she thought, "he's so much like Daddy." He was sitting at a desk in a small lab and was surrounded by computers and gagets and gismoes Sign couldn't even begin to name the purposes of. Her love wasn't for science, in fact, she resented almost everything about it. "I remember my brother," Sign tuned back into what Otacon was saying, after all it was her that requested to hear what he had to say, "who was 8 at the the time, went as Scooby Doo."
Sign jumped in to ask, "Scooby who?" Otacon looked at her as if she had been living under a rock her whole life, "Scooby Doo, you know Scooby Doo, Scooby and Shaggy and the gang, 'If it weren't for those medling kids I would have gotten away with it too.' You know, Scooby snacks. Scoooby Scoooby Doooo!" He said the last remark like he was quoting something and he said so funny that Sign practically rolled on the floor laughing. "So you know who I'm talking about, right?" Otacon asked assuming she did. "Not a clue." Sign said still laughing.Sign watched Otacon go back to his work. He was doing something on the computer; Sign looked over his shoulder at what he was doing, but after a minute or two she lost interest, sat back down, and boringly & silently observed some lab mice running in a wheel so that her friend could get back to his work.
Otacon looked away from his work to see the bored child watching in unamazement the demesticated field mice. Otacon truely felt sorry for the little girl. He had been held captive here for almost a year but she was trapped here her whole life, to the exception of the three years she had traveled around the world when she was being trained by Master Nizhny, which Sign had told him all about. He new that in this god aweful place this little kid was his only companion. Unlike Sign he could not hold a friendship with any of the guards, because unlike Sign he was scared to death of any person who held a gun. He knew that never again in his life could he possibly meet such a brave little kid. "It must come with the territory of how she grew up." Otacon thought to himself. "If it were me in her place I probably would have either gotten killed or killed myself." He then noticed the small gun she was packing, just the thought of a little kid like her carrying a gun made him laugh, he knew her well and had trouble picturing her kill another person, she was just too, well, sweet. He couldn't stop himself from giving out a little chuckle.
"What the hell is so funny?" Sign said looking away from the mice and at her friend. "And why are you looking at me; don't you have work to do?" Sign said, almost as if she were giving him an order. "Oh nothing....nothing at all!" He said still chuckling. "Exuse me for intruding," a sarcastic voice came from behind the two, "but I'm trying to get some work done and if your finished with those caculations they could come in handy." A man with a white lab suit had come up to them expecting Otacon to hurry up and give him what he wanted. The man was another scientists, also held captive here for the same reason Otacon was, but neither Otacon or Sign could stand him. All the man did was work and sleep and if Otacon was ever not doing his job properly he would tell the nearby guards, tattle-tell. "Umm... yeah I'll be finished hear in a second. Just, well, just relax. I'll get it to you." Otacon said, Sign had noticed over the last year her friend couldn't stand up for himself whether he was dealing with a terrorist or another science loser he worked with.
"Relax! Relax! I will not relax! You are just going to have to do your job around here! I am not going to pull all the...." the scientist stopped when he realized a gun was pointed at his temple. "Listen to me! Back the fuck off my friend before he is stuck here all alone to do all the work! Well, don't you have some sarcastic junior-high retalliation." She waited a second for him to say something and looked over at her freind now stunned that she pulled a gun on this idiot. "I guess. Now sit down, shut- up, and for god's sack relax." She ended it giggling alitte bit, not because she found any of it funny, because she was prepared to kill him if he backed talked her, even though she would have gotten in a shit load of trouble, but no, she giggled to ease her freind who looked as if he was going to die from shock. She stuck the gun back in the back of her pants, seeing how the scientist who was being so rude to them had pissed his pants. Looking very angy and completly embarassed and beaten tuned around and went to the door on the right side of the room that entered into his closet-sized room. To get a change of pants Sign figured. Sign gave out a hearty laugh; Otacon though looked as if he were going to piss himself too gave out a half-heart little 'ha ha ha,' which Sign supposed was meant to be a laugh. Sign smacked her freind on the back and left the lab still loudly laughing. Otacon watched as she left; for the first time he had come to the realization that his friend was a trained killer, and joking or not, she was capable of killing people including himself if it came to it. This made Otacon frown and bow his head down, "She's just so sweet, what god would allow a kid to be a killer?"
BY: Stephie
FREINDLY VISIT
October 31, 1999. "Tell me more about this 'Holloween' thing, Otacon." Sign had been bothering Otacon all day for no particular reason, and when he mentioned it was his favorite holiday over in America, Sign didn't stop asking about it except to go feed the prisoners, which she had just returned from doing. "Well like I said you dress up like a character of some variety, when I was nine I remember going as one of my favorite Japanese animes, Shintaro, from The Samurai, that was my favorite TV series back in the 60s." While Otacon talked about his favorite tele show Sign thought for a second, "Hmmm... the 60s, he doesn't look that old?" Sign went back to hear what Otacon whas talking about. "I really liked it mainly because I got to carry a sword." As Otacon spoke she took the time to look over her friend and how he reminded her of her father, Otacon was wearing an annoyingly stupid tie, a white lab coat, he had a pocket protecter filled with pens, a white shirt, and one of the dorkiest pairs of pants that were probably ever bought. "Yes," she thought, "he's so much like Daddy." He was sitting at a desk in a small lab and was surrounded by computers and gagets and gismoes Sign couldn't even begin to name the purposes of. Her love wasn't for science, in fact, she resented almost everything about it. "I remember my brother," Sign tuned back into what Otacon was saying, after all it was her that requested to hear what he had to say, "who was 8 at the the time, went as Scooby Doo."
Sign jumped in to ask, "Scooby who?" Otacon looked at her as if she had been living under a rock her whole life, "Scooby Doo, you know Scooby Doo, Scooby and Shaggy and the gang, 'If it weren't for those medling kids I would have gotten away with it too.' You know, Scooby snacks. Scoooby Scoooby Doooo!" He said the last remark like he was quoting something and he said so funny that Sign practically rolled on the floor laughing. "So you know who I'm talking about, right?" Otacon asked assuming she did. "Not a clue." Sign said still laughing.Sign watched Otacon go back to his work. He was doing something on the computer; Sign looked over his shoulder at what he was doing, but after a minute or two she lost interest, sat back down, and boringly & silently observed some lab mice running in a wheel so that her friend could get back to his work.
Otacon looked away from his work to see the bored child watching in unamazement the demesticated field mice. Otacon truely felt sorry for the little girl. He had been held captive here for almost a year but she was trapped here her whole life, to the exception of the three years she had traveled around the world when she was being trained by Master Nizhny, which Sign had told him all about. He new that in this god aweful place this little kid was his only companion. Unlike Sign he could not hold a friendship with any of the guards, because unlike Sign he was scared to death of any person who held a gun. He knew that never again in his life could he possibly meet such a brave little kid. "It must come with the territory of how she grew up." Otacon thought to himself. "If it were me in her place I probably would have either gotten killed or killed myself." He then noticed the small gun she was packing, just the thought of a little kid like her carrying a gun made him laugh, he knew her well and had trouble picturing her kill another person, she was just too, well, sweet. He couldn't stop himself from giving out a little chuckle.
"What the hell is so funny?" Sign said looking away from the mice and at her friend. "And why are you looking at me; don't you have work to do?" Sign said, almost as if she were giving him an order. "Oh nothing....nothing at all!" He said still chuckling. "Exuse me for intruding," a sarcastic voice came from behind the two, "but I'm trying to get some work done and if your finished with those caculations they could come in handy." A man with a white lab suit had come up to them expecting Otacon to hurry up and give him what he wanted. The man was another scientists, also held captive here for the same reason Otacon was, but neither Otacon or Sign could stand him. All the man did was work and sleep and if Otacon was ever not doing his job properly he would tell the nearby guards, tattle-tell. "Umm... yeah I'll be finished hear in a second. Just, well, just relax. I'll get it to you." Otacon said, Sign had noticed over the last year her friend couldn't stand up for himself whether he was dealing with a terrorist or another science loser he worked with.
"Relax! Relax! I will not relax! You are just going to have to do your job around here! I am not going to pull all the...." the scientist stopped when he realized a gun was pointed at his temple. "Listen to me! Back the fuck off my friend before he is stuck here all alone to do all the work! Well, don't you have some sarcastic junior-high retalliation." She waited a second for him to say something and looked over at her freind now stunned that she pulled a gun on this idiot. "I guess. Now sit down, shut- up, and for god's sack relax." She ended it giggling alitte bit, not because she found any of it funny, because she was prepared to kill him if he backed talked her, even though she would have gotten in a shit load of trouble, but no, she giggled to ease her freind who looked as if he was going to die from shock. She stuck the gun back in the back of her pants, seeing how the scientist who was being so rude to them had pissed his pants. Looking very angy and completly embarassed and beaten tuned around and went to the door on the right side of the room that entered into his closet-sized room. To get a change of pants Sign figured. Sign gave out a hearty laugh; Otacon though looked as if he were going to piss himself too gave out a half-heart little 'ha ha ha,' which Sign supposed was meant to be a laugh. Sign smacked her freind on the back and left the lab still loudly laughing. Otacon watched as she left; for the first time he had come to the realization that his friend was a trained killer, and joking or not, she was capable of killing people including himself if it came to it. This made Otacon frown and bow his head down, "She's just so sweet, what god would allow a kid to be a killer?"
BY: Stephie