I DON'T OWN JACK SITH! (yes I mean sith because I don't cuss on fics… not really anyway)
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Censor Moogle: I can't believe you are posting this piece of garbage…
Me: Hey now! I don't care what you think, after all, you aren't even real!
C. Moogle: HOW MEAN!!! ;_;
Me: MUAHHAHAHAH! Sorry Mr. Not- real Thing, I can't help it if the story sucks. I was bored so I just started writing.
C. Moogle: *** wipe.
Me: LANGUAGE MISTER! –washes C.'s mouth out with soap- There ^_^
C. Moogle: -bubble-
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Random-ness Vol. 1
By: Cassi
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Games: MGS2: SOL (WAII! I NEED MGS1 SOO BAD! -cries-)
Pairings: None… but I have a feeling Raiden will be bashed… a lot…
Authoress in Story?: Not often… but authoress/me ish named Arashi
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Chapter 1: Is That A Wig?
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A lone soldier walked around the upper floor of the Strut F warehouse. "Nothing here," he reported into his radio before descending down the stairs ahead of him. He took a few cautious steps around one of the boxes when he heard something fall to the floor… "Oooh, what's this?" Under further investigation he found it to be a book…a very -interesting- book… He stupidly sat down and stared at its pages and ignored everything around him… bad move. He heard a shot fired and before he could turn around, he was asleep.
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A man with brown hair and a mullet stepped out to inspect his victim. "Aw man," Snake sighed, "this was my Playboy Special Edition and he drooled ALL OVER IT! Oh well, the frik head." Snake looked around and noticed another -book- exactly like his 'old' one… brand new too… "Wait. This seems like a trap… oh well, who cares! GIMME!" He lunged for the photography gallery only to meet the same fate as the soldier before him.
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"I thought the almighty legend was better than that. Hn, like I'd let him take that, it's mine anyway. Must have dropped it…" The voice came from a white haired young man in the upper level. He leaned over the rail, only to stupidly fall over because he tried to catch the moth in front of him. And just because this is the way things happen, he landed on top of Snake in a very *ahem* strange way. This of course, woke the legendary mullet man up.
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"WOAH NOW! GET OFF YOU FREAK! I AINT LIKE THAT!" Snake screamed at the top of his lungs. The white haired gir- um, boy jumped up and sighed. "Man, the moth got away… oh yeah, sorry man for falling on you. Oh wait, your that legend dude right?" Raiden was obviously on something,… probably leafy and green… Snake just shrugged it off and decided maybe the little frik could help him find whatever he was looking for.
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Snake: Wait one second! What do you mean 'whatever he was looking for?'
Arashi: No because Emma keeps dying so I can't figure out what the ending is.
Raiden: Oh you're pitiful.
Arashi: Shut up Jack Off. You do know I control you. For example… one of you may die from FOXDIE at any second.
Snake: Oh I have an idea! Let's not piss off the authoress!
Radien: Agreed.
Arashi: Okai then, you shall have no reason to feel my wrath. Not yet anyway.
Raiden: Back to the fic!
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Snake looked toward Raiden… or what he thought was Raiden. You see, Snake had shot the lights out, so his vision wasn't the best at the time. "So what are you doing here?" he asked. "Umm, Snake? That's a mop genius," Raiden said, snickering. "I knew that you frik head now shut up before I load you with D45 rounds (D45 is made up by me… it fires ex-lax sedaters, lmao)," Snake shot at Raiden. "Let's get outside where we can see better," suggested Raiden. "Oh my God, he has a non idiotic suggestion! I'm sure Arashi will fix that…" Snake said. Arashi: Yup! He should get SOME credit, he was smart enough to figure out how to use the codec... "Well yeah," Snake said. "Let's go already!" Raiden said impatiently. "HOLD ON," Snake shouted, "I need to… um… -relieve- myself." Raiden just headed for the door. "Okay… wait a second… OH THAT'S GROSS!"
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++Strut FA Connecting Bridge++
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The pair walked out onto the sun soaked bridge. "Finally," Raiden exclaimed, "fresh air." He breathed in deeply, and then coughed really hard. "You idiot, don't you see those smoke stacks?" Snake said you the intelligent being beside him. He looked at Raiden and noticed something weird. "What the hell is with your hair! It looks like a frikkin wig! Oh my God, that's funny! Only the bottom moves! HAHA! WOO!" Raiden looked at Snake suspiciously and felt his pocket. "Oh crap… he's got my weed… oh well. Might as well join him." Raiden lit up a joint and smoked it in a record time of 1.2 nanoseconds. "WOOH! Oh, pretty colors… what pretty blues… meh heh heh hai!" So, for about 3 hours, Raiden and Snake rolled around the bridge, laughing their high asses off. Which led to them being seen by a guard, and being captured and stuck in Shell 1 Core as hostages.
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++Shell 1 Core++
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The marijuana's effect wore off and the guys awoke to see Solidus'- oops, -cough cough cough- THE PRESIDENT'S most trusted agent. "Yay! This saved a lot of time!" exclaimed a happy Raiden. "What are you talking about?" asked Snake, confused. "Oh, I read the strategy guide," Raiden explained. Arashi: Not all of it you liar, or I would be able to remember what the point of Big Shell is! "Oh yeah, eh heh heh," Raiden laughed it off. Snake yawned and fell asleep and suddenly the time stopped. Woo scary. Not really. The authoress is too tired to write more so she made the controlling character fall asleep. Haha!
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If you people want more, you will have to review! I won't update until I get at least 10 reviews! Muah hah hah! ^_____^
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C. Moogle: That sucked.
Me: Anyone have something to shut my personal critic up? All donations accepted.
C. Moogle: -sticks out tongue-
Me: R & R people! Now come here you stupid moogle!
C. Moogle: EEP!
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If anyone knows what format I have to save under to make the 'br' things into spaces, tell me! For now I substituted them with --'s. R&R! -Arashi
