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“I prayed day and night for her recovery, never leaving her side, not even for a moment. Then, as summer ended and the chill of winter approached, she spoke. ‘Give me water…’ I threw myself on her breast, and she embraced me. It was all I needed.”
The Boss and Strangelove, from Metal Gear Solid: Peace Walker. This was my contribution to the 2013 MGS fan-calendar.
will be watching some mgs playthroughs tonight. more importantly, activity on here may be a bit scarce, as my main blog is @gaelicgene and often @warphoto
warprofit:
“Greed is your god, Kaz.“
He almost laughed at that.
“No…Greed bows to me. It is my servant and my lever.”
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---- ‘ the dreamers are in their gutters, left to wilt. while i, on the contrary, have achieved my desires. ’
❛ What a vivid imagination. ❜
@vvarlcrd | sentence.
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world. A quote resounding akin steeple bells, tintinnabulation that describes her appreciative words of support, or, god forbid, condescension. Not an inch of doubt circulated obvious justification that be the evidence of her presence. her soothing scent, a recognition for the feline who wishes only to be near. Despite the flaws of favoritism evident when comparing mannerisms portrayed to Joy and towards those sparing naught but a disdainful glare through spectacles. It mattered little if it were, innately aloof; adolescent years can vouch on the notion of these habits.
Would it be an acceptable fiction, fabrication only to appease her, appeal. A continuation of this thread of small speech introduces a comment on this revelation itself. ' It's quite a riveting story, isn't it? ' Solemn nod ensues, chuckles escaping your lips, somewhat curling lips upward before they thin thereafter the shortlived string of quiet laughter. Tongue clicks as preface for another dialogue. ' It's a start. An initialization for what I predict will eventually come to pass. We humans have a naturally innate talent of bringing life out of nothing, even out of simple fabrications conjured from our very minds when we dream or "day-dream", perse. ' Intentional pause, sparing merciful moment for her to register the elaboration, subsequently posing a plain inquiry from pure curiosity. ' Have you something else in mind? '
❝ ░ INDIANA JONES; STARTER SENTENCES.
❛ You’re not the man I knew ten years ago. ❜
❛ It’s not the years, honey, it’s the mileage. ❜
❛ What a fitting end to your life’s pursuits. ❜
❛ I don’t know, I’m making this up as I go! ❜
❛ You want to talk to God? Let’s go see him together, I’ve got nothing better to do. ❜
❛ Come on! Show a little backbone, will ya! ❜
❛ Snakes. Why’d it have to be snakes? ❜
❛ You can’t do this to me, I’m an American. ❜
❛ I can only say ‘I’m sorry’ so many times. ❜
❛ I oughta kill you right now. ❜
❛ Not a very private place for a murder. ❜
❛ Didn’t any of you guys ever go to Sunday school? ❜
❛ Let us hurry. There is nothing to fear here. ❜
❛ Well, _____, at least you haven’t forgotten how to show a lady a good time. ❜
❛ I’ve learned to hate you in the last ten years! ❜
❛ We never seem to get a break, do we? ❜
❛ Oh, my friends! I’m so pleased you’re not dead! ❜
❛ Please, sit down before you fall down. ❜
❛ Now… what shall we talk about? ❜
❛ It’s a transmitter, a radio for speaking to God. ❜
❛ Your persistence surprises even me. You’re going to give mercenaries a bad name. ❜
❛ Look at this. It’s worthless - ten dollars from a vendor in the street. But I take it, I bury it in the sand for a thousand years, it becomes priceless. ❜
❛ Hey, what happened? You don’t look very happy. ❜
❛ Shoot them. Shoot them both. ❜
❛ If they knew we were here, they would have killed us already. ❜
❛ Wow! Holy Smoke! Crash landing! ❜
❛ Hold on to your potatoes! ❜
❛ What kind of a name is that? Is it short for something? ❜
❛ Nothing shocks me. I’m a scientist. ❜
❛ Are you trying to develop a sense of humor or am I going deaf? ❜
❛ You’re gonna get killed chasing after your damn fortune and glory! ❜
❛ I keep telling you, you listen to me more, you live longer! ❜
❛ I hate the water… and I hate being wet… and I hate you! ❜
❛ What a vivid imagination. ❜
❛ You know how to fly, don’t you? ❜
❛ Ah, dessert! Chilled monkey brains. ❜
❛ There are two dead people in here! ❜
❛ It’s okay, kid. It’s me. ❜
❛ I had bugs for lunch. ❜
❛ I burned by fingers and I cracked a nail! ❜
❛ So what are you supposed to be, a lion tamer? ❜
❛ I’m allowing you to tag along. So why don’t you give your mouth a rest. Okay doll? ❜
❛ Ooh, what big birds! ❜
❛ You lost today, kid. But that doesn’t mean you have to like it. ❜
❛ He chose… poorly. ❜
❛ I’m like a bad penny, I always turn up. ❜
❛ Our situation has not improved. ❜
❛ Is there anyone here who speaks English? Or maybe even ancient Greek? ❜
❛ And in this sort of race, there’s no silver medal for finishing second. ❜
❛ How dare you kiss me. ❜
❛ Dance on your own time, will you? ❜
❛ Unshackle me. I’ll give you a big hug. ❜
❛ You know, for an old man you ain’t bad in a fight. ❜
❛ One of the scorpions just stung me! Am I gonna die? ❜
❛ Good thing we’re not grave robbers. ❜
❛ I took Spanish. I didn’t understand a word of that. What was it? ❜
❛ How much of human life is lost in waiting? ❜
she should wear a sweater often.
Would you like to hear about our lord and saviour, The Joy.
huey is a remedial bitch.
my otp is strangelove spitting in the face of huey’s lifeless body.
sometimes i wonder if mistakes were made. but then i stare prolonged at this picture of Joy, and think, “nonsense. my research was justified.”
I AM INNOCENT!!!
INDEPENDENT TOTALLY SERIOUS RP BLOG FOR HUEY EMMERICH.
penned by ??? est. 2017-12-11.
This is a Huey-free blog! Reblog to keep Huey and Huey-related posts off your dash for a stress-free environment.
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BOY AM I GLAD SHE’S IN THERE AND I’M OUT HERE.
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transotacon:
strangelove has absolutely had it with dr. emmerich’s shit
pazdispenser:
this is the only reason i wanted her in tpp tbh
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