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That made the ripper pause for a moment, he may have been a bit quick to jump to defense. Then again he knew how much of a pain Mantis would become for Snake.

But he wasn’t there yet. He was probably no older than little john.....

“Well there is the old saying: Akinasu wa yome ni kuwasuna. That’s supposed to mean:  Don't let yourself be taken advantage of. Just doing my best to avoid that.” He explained as he resisted the urge to pull his blade out of the cloaked carrying case nearby.

“So what is it you’re up to? You’re not exactly inconspicuous here.”

         Crimson locks following suit of his head tilting,                      His reputation proceeded him.

   Perhaps the more entertaining fact to such a statement      was the matter that Tretij did not even know just how    paranoid Raiden was being. Afterall, Tretij was a mind reader, but he did have his limits, and someone not entirely                     human anymore was one of them.                          Raiden’s mind was safe…     Even if boy wasn’t planning on informing him of such.

                         Disregarding his question,                        「 You seem defensive. 」

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SILLY/CRACK RP STARTER SENTENCES

"Are you sure it's safe to ride a one seat bike in two people?"

"But I thought boys didn't wear bras?"

"Don't you DARE tell me I can't eat all these cookies."

"Who stole the cookies from the cookie jar?!"

"But if I give YOU the waffles then I won't get any!"

"Dude, are you drawing porn?!"

"Don't you dare bring giraffes into this conversation."

"Stop trying to make me laugh don't you see that I'm trying to be dramatic?"

"Spider. On your shoulder."

"How did you even got your hair like that man."

"You've been playing for 3 hours, it's my turn!"

"AHK! The light! It's too bright! Close the curtains! CLOSE THE CURTAINS!"

"Zombie apocalypse is serious business. Stop laughing."

"Is there something on my tooth?"

"I want pancakes, make me some, I can't use the cook."

"What. No milk."

"How much do you want in chocolate for it?"

"I'll bake you cake if you do it."

"Where are my pajamas, I can't find them."

"How dare you not share ice cream with me."

"What are you doing with that pot, man."

"Horses and ponies are not the same thing."

"I'm sad. Give me sweets."

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Send “👗” for your muse to catch mine wearing an article of clothing that they stole from yours

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*Brushes dust off* Wow sorry about the inactivity here. Replies and such coming up now~

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Raiden & Solid Snake in Metal Gear Solid 2: Sons of Liberty

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Raiden returned the look but gave an understanding nod. He had heard certain stories about her after all. He didn’t need a super soldier trying to kill him on top of his other enemies.

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Quiet raised an eyebrow, giving him a warning look. I’m watching you. One wrong word and I’ll wipe the floors on mother base with your face.

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If your muse had to choose a way to die, what would they choose?

Reblog with your answer. 

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Are you being mean to my precious baby with the gas mask? I hope not!

‘Wait what?’ he thought in confusion.

“N-no i’m being cautious is all.” He said clearly thrown off guard.

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Raiden nodded and let her get to work on her targets, where as for his he scanned his targets. One of them had minor cybernetic enhancements. “Bingo target identified...” He mutters to himself before sneaking closer to his four targets.

The cybernetic soldier snuck through and quickly cut two of the soldiers heads off in one swipe before sprinting towards the other two. One of them managed to pack away out of his reach but the other one wasn’t so lucky. Raiden quickly swung several times in his blade mode and turned the man into a bloody pile.

Using his enhance speed he rushed towards the remaining soldier and stabbed him with his blade before ripping out a glowing core from the enemy and crushed it in his hand, recharging his energy from the other’s core. “Bullseye!” The ripper growls out. “...Hostiles cleared out.”

The cybernetic soldier nodded in approval at the kill, messy but still effective. And hell its not like he had a track record of completely clean kills either. He looked around with his augmented reality scanners trying to find the rest of the enemy. “Two more on our right and four more on our left.” He told her while sneaking closer.

“You get the two I got the four, copy?” He asked, it had been a while since he worked with anyone, something odd for him to get used to.

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“Right because their are so many of those.” He mutters back with that same hostile growl in his voice. He raised a hand and silently went through his internal settings and disconnected his access to the history he had stored on a chip in his head. Just in case the other’s abilities somehow could go there.

Just as an extra measure he shut off power to that chip making it illegible.

“So what are you doing here kid?” Raiden asked keeping his defense up, unsure of how to handle this.

     Arms folding over his chest, his levitating form           rising and falling with a steady pattern.  He was humored by the answer he offered, and gave      a seemingly approving nod of his masked head.        Some demons were more visible than others.

                             Head tilting, with me?           A smug smirk finding its way upon marred lips, “Oh? Simply your neighborhood gas mask donning psychic.”                  Indeed, Raiden knew just who he was.

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“Thanks.” Raiden responded with a nod as he outstretched his hand for a handshake for their agreement. 

“What’s with the box?”

“A tip my friend taught me about a long time ago….. Don’t ask about the sombrero on the box.”

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#squadgoals

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two word starters

“ don’t stop ”

“ please don’t ”

“ don’t shoot ”

“ give it ”

“ shut up ”

“ damn it! ”

“ stop it! ”

“ you’re crazy ”

“ that’s insane ”

“ get out! ”

“ don’t leave ”

“ i’m tired ”

“ that’s bad ”

“ be honest ”

“ be careful ”

“ be nice ”

“ you’re wrong ”

“ go home ”

“ watch it ”

“ fuck me ”

“ kiss me ”

“ we can’t… ”

“ we shouldn’t… ”

“ you’re perfect ”

“ that’s awful ”

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text talk sentence meme, part two

[ text ]: i can’t help it that i’m so popular

[ text ]: Soo.. is this what we’re calling it? Are we friends?

[ text ]: I don’t know how to say this, and it pains me to do so, but we lost

[ text ]: No, i’m being mature about it. It’s fine.

“Um, okay I didn’t actually prepare for this far.”

“Do I sound manly?”

“I just woke up. Don’t tease.”

[ text ]: You’re not as quiet as you think you are

[ text ]: At least there was no phone sex

[ text ]: You sounded like a little girl talking to her crush

[ text ]: I’m going to fucking kill you if you don’t shut up

[ text ]: It was definitely… surreal

[ text ]: I may not be very experienced in this area, but I don’t think a phone call at eleven at night is considered ‘intimate’

[ text ]: Everything you’ve told me about your exchanges so far has indicated romantic implications

[ text ]: You can’t tell me spontaneous phone calls and fawning over voices is somehow innocent

[ text ]: i have a habit of misinterpreting… signals

[ text ]: This is a couple thing. Anyone who’s in a relationship suddenly sees relationships everywhere.

[ text ]: We went to this café thing where all of the beverages were pink. The cookies: pink. Interior design: pink. Now, I have nothing against pink. But there’s a line. Man, is there a line.

[ text ]: Not only sappy, but apparently you like long walks on the beach

[ text ]: _______ YOU’RE A GENIUS

[ text ]: _______ YOU’RE A MIRACLE

[ text ]: Does this mean we can talk about something else now?

[ text ]: ______ always tells me that soap operas reminds them of me

[ text ]: Watch out for pipe bombs and men in eye patches

[ text ]: Well, what’s with the interrogation?

[ text ]: I’m going to ask the most obvious question and I already apologize most profusely for it

[ text ]: Ok so there was a hot doctor

[ text ]: I’m not panicking, you’re panicking

[ text ]: Is this like the wanking thing? Are you telling me to watch porn?

[ text ]: Children are fascinating. I want exactly zero of them.

[ text ]: Pregnancy looks terrible. Women deserve the world after all the shit they go through

[ text ]: _____ you just became my consolation prize

[ text ]: That’s a grammatically incorrect sentence, you should be ashamed

[ text ]: Can you and _____ have a child so I don’t have to?

[ text ]: Well. You know. Wasted Youth

[ text ]: The name games just happened. Come on.

[ text ]: Where is your culture, really

[ text ]: Here’s something: imagine me being chased by a dog in a local park

[ text ]: OH MYGOD YOU GOT CHASED BY A DOG FOR BISCUITS

[ text ]: I’m practically an animal. You have to feed me and bathe me or I won’t do it.

[ text ]: If it makes you feel better I’m in the short shorts again, so there’s always that

[ text ]: Should you really be texting me while you’re still on the date?

[ text ]: She kept talking about all these artists and their life story and what each picture represented and all I could do was nod. I had no fucking clue

[ text ]: Who the fuck keep biscuits in their pockets? Him/Her. And it’s endearing.

“You did not just called me babe.”

“Hell yeah I did trophy wife.”

“STOP SHOUTING!”

“Get on with it, the hour isn’t going any faster.”

“I am yet to acquire his/her fingerprints, sad to say. I can’t frame him/her for murder just yet.”

“Oh, I’ve sent them in the mail. They should arrive soon.”

“Oh, it was fine, we had pillows on the staircase.”

“S/He looks like me, except I’m the handsome of the two.”

“______ doesn’t sound like a winner.”

“They managed to fit me into a locker.”

“If you’re waiting for permission to punch people, I don’t think I can allow that.”

“Yeah, sure. My sweet psycho.”

[ text ]: Aw, _____, you’re like the mother/father i nevr had.

[ text ]: _______ YOU ARE THE BEST

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retro metal gear + text posts.

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Crying Wolf

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