Chapter 3: Party Planning
Disclaimer: Still don't own MGS, but soon!!! Don't own Mike Tyson either, or walkers, or purses, or old people, or anything like that.
Notes: RL= Revolver Liquid
After returning home with his stolen cake, Snake noticed a van in his drive way.
"What the hell?" said Snake as he pulled up to his house. Snake stepped out of the car, and looked at the registration sticker in the window. He realized at this point of time that...
"I'M AT THE WRONG HOUSE!!!!" screamed Snake. Quickly he ran to his car and began driving again.
He stopped by one of those huge ass Wal-Mart's, and picked up a case of beer, and started home again. On his way, it started to rain.
"It rains in Alaska?" he asked himself. He continued driving to his house. He pulled into the driveway, and got out of the car. He then unlocked the door and walked inside. He sat down and began to watch TV. He flicked to ESPN and started watching Sports Center.
"The Diamondbacks dominated the Astros today 9-1..." said the TV broadcaster. Snake sat and watched mindlessly. He checked to see what was on other channels.
"Those idiots better get here soon, or I'll eat the whole damn cake myself."
Said Snake as he began to scoop the frosting up with his finger and eat it.
*******
"So, anyway, were stuck together. He is the arm and I'm the rest of the body." Revolver Liquid said, as he finished the story. By now, the elderly woman had fallen asleep.
'Hey, Ocelot, lets steal her purse.' Said Liquid.
"Yeah, lets steal her walker too." Ocelot added with an evil smile.
So they stool her stuff and left to find a tank. As he was walking, he found one of those electronics store with the TV in the window. An old guy saw the purse and walker that they were holding and realized that those things belonged to his wife.
"Those belong to my wife you ass!!" yelled the old man as he punched Revolver Liquid in the gut. Ocelot then took on the form of Liquid.
"IF YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN I'M, I'M..."
"I'm going to eat your children." Said Mike Tyson on the TV.
"WHAT?" said the old guy.
The TV replied "I take Zoloft to stop me from killing y'all!!"
By this time, the old man had crapped his pants and ran away screaming like a girl running from me. (Wait a minuet)
While walking along, Revolver Liquid noticed Raiden and Otacon talking to each other.
"Hey Liquid, should I ask those people where I can find a tank?" Ocelot asked himself.
'You idiot, those are the ones that Snake hangs out with. They're 'good guys'. Don't you think they'd get suspicious?' implied Liquid.
"I'll ask them anyways." Replied Ocelot.
"Hey nerd and he/she. Where can I get a tank?" asked Ocelot
"Oh, they're on discount at Tanks-r-Us. Its right across the street." Replied Otacon.
"Uh, Thanks. (mumble, mumble-idiots-mumble, mumble)" said RL
"Anytime, oh are you guys going to Snakes party?" asked Raiden.
"Uh, um, no..." said RL with a sly look on his face.
"Well in case you change your mind, here is an invitation." Said Raiden as he handed RL an invitation.
RL looked at the invitation. Liquid read the invitation in Ocelot's head.
It read...
'Excelsior Party Hall,
5649 Wilson Street,
Twin Lakes, Alaska.'
"Wasn't it supposed to be at Snake's house?" asked RL, who was very confused.
"Yeah, but we would rather throw him a surprise party." Said Raiden with a smile on his face. "Ok, well, we'll see ya around." Said Otacon.
"Yeah, see ya." Said RL with an annoyed look.
'Well, this changes our whole plan. They just managed to fuck up our plan without actually doing anything.' Said Liquid.
"Don't worry, I know where that place is." Replied Ocelot. "And we have the advantage because they are too stupid to know what's going on."
'Good point, now lets go get that tank.' Replied Liquid.
So RL went and started searching for a tank at Tanks-r-Us.
******
"Should we have told them about the party?" asked Otacon with a very worried look.
"Of course. Why you worried?" asked Raiden.
"Can't you read between the lines, they want a tank, and they thought the party was at Snake's house." Said Otacon, with and even more worried look on his face.
"They wouldn't try it, believe me. Ocelot may be stupid, but he's not that stupid to mess around with Snake on his birthday. So come on, we got to get, um, where is the list?" Replied Raiden. He then started to search his pockets.
"It's right here." Said Otacon, as he handed Raiden the list. Raiden began to skim the list, which was made up of relatively easy to get things.
1.Large Cake-lots of frosting
2.Beer-Has to be Canadian
3.Good food-Pizza and wings
4.TV-for watching hockey games
5.Pool Table
6.Real Bartender-one of those guys who can flip the bottles while poring the drink
7.Peanuts-Not to salty
'Piece of cake' thought Raiden as he walked into the store with Otacon. He
was really looking forward to start looking for stuff for Snake's party.
*******
"Where the hell could they be?" said Campbell. He was waiting at the banquet room that they rented. The room was rather large. A living room, a bedroom... what a minuet! I'm describing a house. Sorry won't happen again.
Anyway, the room has a built in bar, a stereo, and a very large banquet table.
Finally, a CODEC call from Raiden came.
"Hello?" asked Campbell.
"Yeah, what kind of Canadian beer? Molson or Labbat?" asked Raiden.
"Get both." Said Campbell. "And Hurry up, come back, I've got to get Snake in a about an hour."
"We're going as fast as we can." Said Raiden. "Be back soon.
"Alright, but hurry up." Said Campbell. He then turned his CODEC off, then picked up his phone and called the pizza parlor they were getting the food from.
*******
"So, Liquid, what kind of tank do you want?" asked Ocelot. They were looking for the most effective and deadly tank at the lowest price possible.
'Hey, I've got an idea. Why not kill everyone in the store, take all the tanks, and then blow up the place.' Said Liquid.
"That's a good idea, but it's a banquet hall. Should we really kill the innocent?" asked Ocelot.
'Give me a break. You wanted to steal an old woman's walker!!! And you can't kill the innocent. I just don't get you.' said Liquid in disbelief
"Your right. Ok, lets go." Said Ocelot. RL then got in his favorite color tank, even though they were all green, and drove it through the wall.
"HEY, YOU GOT TO PAY FOR THAT!!!! "yelled the owner of the tank store. RL then turned the gun turret around and fired, blowing up the rest of the store. The owner still stood there.
"YOU OWN ME 3 MILLION DOLLARES!!!! YOU COME BACK HERE YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH, ASS RAPEING PIECE OF SHIT FUCK CUNTER!!!! WHY IF I HAD A ROCKER LAUNCHER, I'D SHOVE IT SO FAR UP YOUR FUCKING ASS AND PULL THE TRIGGER YOU..."
As the owner was complaining, RL ran him over with the tank.
"That shut him up. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" said Ocelot with glee.
'Yes, and now its Snakes turn!' replied Liquid with even more glee.
For the second chapter in a row...
WILL SNAKE FIND OUT OF REVOLVER LIQUID'S EVIL PLAN???? WILL RAIDEN AND OTACON GET LIGHT OR NORMAL BEER???? WILL SNAKE EVER KNOW ABOUT THE PARTY???? WILL MIKE TYSON REALLY EAT THE OLD MANS CHILDREN???? WILL ROCKEY SAVE.......
Revolver Liquid comes and punches me in the face.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!" RL shouts in my face before walking away.
I think I'll take his advice. This is a good place to cut off, I guess.
TUNE IN NEXT CHAPTER TO SEE MORE FREAKY ASS STUFF!!!!!
Disclaimer: Still don't own MGS, but soon!!! Don't own Mike Tyson either, or walkers, or purses, or old people, or anything like that.
Notes: RL= Revolver Liquid
After returning home with his stolen cake, Snake noticed a van in his drive way.
"What the hell?" said Snake as he pulled up to his house. Snake stepped out of the car, and looked at the registration sticker in the window. He realized at this point of time that...
"I'M AT THE WRONG HOUSE!!!!" screamed Snake. Quickly he ran to his car and began driving again.
He stopped by one of those huge ass Wal-Mart's, and picked up a case of beer, and started home again. On his way, it started to rain.
"It rains in Alaska?" he asked himself. He continued driving to his house. He pulled into the driveway, and got out of the car. He then unlocked the door and walked inside. He sat down and began to watch TV. He flicked to ESPN and started watching Sports Center.
"The Diamondbacks dominated the Astros today 9-1..." said the TV broadcaster. Snake sat and watched mindlessly. He checked to see what was on other channels.
"Those idiots better get here soon, or I'll eat the whole damn cake myself."
Said Snake as he began to scoop the frosting up with his finger and eat it.
*******
"So, anyway, were stuck together. He is the arm and I'm the rest of the body." Revolver Liquid said, as he finished the story. By now, the elderly woman had fallen asleep.
'Hey, Ocelot, lets steal her purse.' Said Liquid.
"Yeah, lets steal her walker too." Ocelot added with an evil smile.
So they stool her stuff and left to find a tank. As he was walking, he found one of those electronics store with the TV in the window. An old guy saw the purse and walker that they were holding and realized that those things belonged to his wife.
"Those belong to my wife you ass!!" yelled the old man as he punched Revolver Liquid in the gut. Ocelot then took on the form of Liquid.
"IF YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN I'M, I'M..."
"I'm going to eat your children." Said Mike Tyson on the TV.
"WHAT?" said the old guy.
The TV replied "I take Zoloft to stop me from killing y'all!!"
By this time, the old man had crapped his pants and ran away screaming like a girl running from me. (Wait a minuet)
While walking along, Revolver Liquid noticed Raiden and Otacon talking to each other.
"Hey Liquid, should I ask those people where I can find a tank?" Ocelot asked himself.
'You idiot, those are the ones that Snake hangs out with. They're 'good guys'. Don't you think they'd get suspicious?' implied Liquid.
"I'll ask them anyways." Replied Ocelot.
"Hey nerd and he/she. Where can I get a tank?" asked Ocelot
"Oh, they're on discount at Tanks-r-Us. Its right across the street." Replied Otacon.
"Uh, Thanks. (mumble, mumble-idiots-mumble, mumble)" said RL
"Anytime, oh are you guys going to Snakes party?" asked Raiden.
"Uh, um, no..." said RL with a sly look on his face.
"Well in case you change your mind, here is an invitation." Said Raiden as he handed RL an invitation.
RL looked at the invitation. Liquid read the invitation in Ocelot's head.
It read...
'Excelsior Party Hall,
5649 Wilson Street,
Twin Lakes, Alaska.'
"Wasn't it supposed to be at Snake's house?" asked RL, who was very confused.
"Yeah, but we would rather throw him a surprise party." Said Raiden with a smile on his face. "Ok, well, we'll see ya around." Said Otacon.
"Yeah, see ya." Said RL with an annoyed look.
'Well, this changes our whole plan. They just managed to fuck up our plan without actually doing anything.' Said Liquid.
"Don't worry, I know where that place is." Replied Ocelot. "And we have the advantage because they are too stupid to know what's going on."
'Good point, now lets go get that tank.' Replied Liquid.
So RL went and started searching for a tank at Tanks-r-Us.
******
"Should we have told them about the party?" asked Otacon with a very worried look.
"Of course. Why you worried?" asked Raiden.
"Can't you read between the lines, they want a tank, and they thought the party was at Snake's house." Said Otacon, with and even more worried look on his face.
"They wouldn't try it, believe me. Ocelot may be stupid, but he's not that stupid to mess around with Snake on his birthday. So come on, we got to get, um, where is the list?" Replied Raiden. He then started to search his pockets.
"It's right here." Said Otacon, as he handed Raiden the list. Raiden began to skim the list, which was made up of relatively easy to get things.
1.Large Cake-lots of frosting
2.Beer-Has to be Canadian
3.Good food-Pizza and wings
4.TV-for watching hockey games
5.Pool Table
6.Real Bartender-one of those guys who can flip the bottles while poring the drink
7.Peanuts-Not to salty
'Piece of cake' thought Raiden as he walked into the store with Otacon. He
was really looking forward to start looking for stuff for Snake's party.
*******
"Where the hell could they be?" said Campbell. He was waiting at the banquet room that they rented. The room was rather large. A living room, a bedroom... what a minuet! I'm describing a house. Sorry won't happen again.
Anyway, the room has a built in bar, a stereo, and a very large banquet table.
Finally, a CODEC call from Raiden came.
"Hello?" asked Campbell.
"Yeah, what kind of Canadian beer? Molson or Labbat?" asked Raiden.
"Get both." Said Campbell. "And Hurry up, come back, I've got to get Snake in a about an hour."
"We're going as fast as we can." Said Raiden. "Be back soon.
"Alright, but hurry up." Said Campbell. He then turned his CODEC off, then picked up his phone and called the pizza parlor they were getting the food from.
*******
"So, Liquid, what kind of tank do you want?" asked Ocelot. They were looking for the most effective and deadly tank at the lowest price possible.
'Hey, I've got an idea. Why not kill everyone in the store, take all the tanks, and then blow up the place.' Said Liquid.
"That's a good idea, but it's a banquet hall. Should we really kill the innocent?" asked Ocelot.
'Give me a break. You wanted to steal an old woman's walker!!! And you can't kill the innocent. I just don't get you.' said Liquid in disbelief
"Your right. Ok, lets go." Said Ocelot. RL then got in his favorite color tank, even though they were all green, and drove it through the wall.
"HEY, YOU GOT TO PAY FOR THAT!!!! "yelled the owner of the tank store. RL then turned the gun turret around and fired, blowing up the rest of the store. The owner still stood there.
"YOU OWN ME 3 MILLION DOLLARES!!!! YOU COME BACK HERE YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH, ASS RAPEING PIECE OF SHIT FUCK CUNTER!!!! WHY IF I HAD A ROCKER LAUNCHER, I'D SHOVE IT SO FAR UP YOUR FUCKING ASS AND PULL THE TRIGGER YOU..."
As the owner was complaining, RL ran him over with the tank.
"That shut him up. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" said Ocelot with glee.
'Yes, and now its Snakes turn!' replied Liquid with even more glee.
For the second chapter in a row...
WILL SNAKE FIND OUT OF REVOLVER LIQUID'S EVIL PLAN???? WILL RAIDEN AND OTACON GET LIGHT OR NORMAL BEER???? WILL SNAKE EVER KNOW ABOUT THE PARTY???? WILL MIKE TYSON REALLY EAT THE OLD MANS CHILDREN???? WILL ROCKEY SAVE.......
Revolver Liquid comes and punches me in the face.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!" RL shouts in my face before walking away.
I think I'll take his advice. This is a good place to cut off, I guess.
TUNE IN NEXT CHAPTER TO SEE MORE FREAKY ASS STUFF!!!!!