Dear Diary,
Taking a few seconds now to jot down what's happening. New York is pretty, but its raining too hard on the deck of this tanker, I can barely see anything. I am SO glad that I am on this mission. The thing is, I have to take pictures of the new Metal Gear—Metal Gear RAY. Otacon gave me a camera and it's pretty nice. Now everyone can see that I'm much more than a super soldier, I'm a photographer and an artist! Well, I have to get going,
Yours truly,
Solid Snake.
Dear Diary,
I'm hiding in a locker. This is turning out to be a lot harder than I expected. An enemy guard spotted me! He was about to call for back up so I batted my eyelashes at him, but it didn't work! These Russian guards are weird, and mean. For God's sake, my self-esteem is now laying at my feet in a shuddering pile. Of course, it's not as bad as it sounds. I found some ammo in these lockers, as well as pictures of (almost) naked Japanese chicks. I guess I'm feeling better already.
Yours truly,
Solid Snake.
Dear Diary,
I just fought this Russian girl. Her name was Olga. He was a good shooter, but needed to shave. I guess that's pretty hypocritical of me to say, but I'm a man, I could get away with being hairy. I knocked her out with my Mk22 after nearly getting my head blown off because of her grenades. She had a USP! I wanted to shoot her, but there were no bullets. And then Otacon yelled at me for doing that! What a bastard. I think I'm going to tell the world about his tentacle obsession as soon as I get back.
Yours truly,
Solid Snake.
Dear Diary,
OK, What the hell?! I told you these Russian guys were insane! First of all, I'm walking down this dark, smelly hallway that hasn't been cleaned for years and these random soldiers pop up out of no where. Well, being the awesome soldier I am, I took all of them out and I was about to move on to the holds when in walks this giant Russian man, with this crazy ass hair and an even crazier name. I couldn't write it even if I tried. And on top of everything, he was wearing the ugliest, tackiest uniform I've ever seen. But that's not the worst part! He shot a Russian soldier right between the eyes! For no reason! Now I'm really pissed—that soldier was young, he could have grown up to be someone!
Yours truly,
Solid Snake.
Dear Diary, I'm in the holds! You won't believe this! Not only is it full of Marines (who make me so hot and bothered) but… one of them is in his boxers! Oh god, it's all I can do to stop myself from running over there.
Well, these guys don't seem so bad. I had some fun with them by throwing magazine clips from up here. They get confused, but then just go back to watching the huge projector TV they got set up. Some soft couches and this would be a hot crib! Well, got to get going—I'm almost near RAY!
Yours truly,
Solid Snake.
Dear Diary,
Something really bad happened. I took those kick ass pictures (they are going to make me famous!) and sent them to Otacon, but then that crazy Russian guy with the name freaked out and stole RAY, and now this entire place is flooded! I don't even know how to swim! I hope this doesn't mean that I failed the mission, because Otacon promised to treat me to something really nice if I completed it perfectly…
Yours truly,
Solid Snake.