#liquidbrat

[liquidbrat]

“You could have been killed!”

“Why in the blazes do you care?” Eli stood slightly unbalanced as blood began to drip down from his forehead. The alley in which he had been fighting was behind him and the street rat teens who had gotten in his way laid on the pavement groaning from his fight with them.

 This “class trip” to Japan was turning out to be just like another day in London with him getting into fights on the street. Looking down at himself to check how badly he damaged his uniform this time, he noticed that the white button up shirt he had on was bloodied and torn so he just took it off. Luckily though, his coat, trousers, and shoes were none the worse for wear. He then stuffed the shirt into his travel bag and donned the coat which exposed his bare chest.

The girl seemed to be around 16, which was also Eli’s age and apparently she was witness to the brawl. Obviously, due to her uniform, she was a schoolgirlbut what caught his attention more was that she spoke English. Eli barely understood Japanese so this encounter was fortuitous as he had lost the rest of his class was and had no idea as to where he was. 

[liquidbrat]

*covers your eyes*

Sitting in his plastic lawn chair on Mother Base, Eli could see almost everything on the Command Platform. From his ‘father’s’ lackeys gossiping to watching Ocelot give extra training to D-Dog. For the time being, he was content and enjoyed watching the view from his seat while he contemplated Big Boss’ demise.

After a while, he heard somebody coming up to where he was. There were no stairs nor ladders to gain access to his spot, so he knew it wasn’t any of the regular staff. Turning his head slightly he noticed it was War, and she just casually moved closer like she always did when she was on break. Eli turned back and continued his gaze. Suddenly though, he felt her hands cover his eyes and he jolted in surprise. “Ack! Bloody hell, War! What are you doing?”

[liquidbrat]

“What happened to you?”

Liquid struggled to move out of the strange capsule in which The Patriots had used to preserve his body. He could not see a thing, nor could he move any part of his body. Laying there paralyzed he tried desperately to move anything; any part that would help he figure out where he was or who had just spoken to him. It was one he had never heard before, but was still familiar in some way. There was a something synthetic attributed to that voice as if the speaker themselves were not fully organic.

Desperate to move and learn who was there, Liquid strained to speak. He had no idea how long it had been since he passed out in the snow of Shadow Moses, and he hoped that his body had not atrophied too badly in the interim. “…w..w-where…am i?…w…w…who…are..y.y-you?” The words barely escaped his throat and were as weak as the rest of his body was. Despite the possibility of him being in the presence of an enemy, Liquid deemed that if they wanted to kill him, they would have done so already.   

[matkapluku]

😵

Send me 😵 for my muse to find yours staggering drunk down the street

Eva hadbeen searching for the oldest twin for at least an hour, walking down everystreet of their quiet neighborhood. Eli usually left the house during thenights—specially after fighting with anyone, but always returned home. But notthis time. And she didn’t even know what the fight was about, but by the stateof the house and the way that John shut himself on his study things got brutal.

Running ahand over her face she stopped, someone suspiciously looking like her sonseemed to stumble on his feet, a bottle of something smashing against theconcrete with a raw cry. And then she ran, not thinking twice before halting infront of her too drunk son. “Eli, let’sgo home, right now.”

[ciircumserpent]

ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪:what are your favorite band(s)/artist(s)?

ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪:what are your favorite band(s)/artist(s)?

I’m sort of a drifter in that I don’t usually listen to a lot from the same band or artist, but I do really like Sleeping at Last. It took me by surprise. And I do... like Adele’s voice... a lot. Aside from that it’s a mixed bag? I can’t think of a whole album I’ve sat and listened to since I was little.

[cloakisms]

(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ:are you a hugger?

Get to know the mun:

(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ: are you a hugger?

I’M ONLY 5′2″ I FUCKING LOVE HUGS. I AM SMOL AND HUGGABLE.  If you have fluffy hair be warned. I will hug you and pet you. 

[matkapluku]

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Send ◯ for a drabble about travelling.

6.Sharing an adventure tour (bungee, scuba, etc.)

Thebig fight broke out almost a year ago during the twins’ ninth birthday. Whatwould they do for the big one-oh? David wanted to go to Alaska, fish salmonsand see his father fight bears. Eli wanted to go to Patagonia see the penguinsand maybe tour through Tierra del Fuego to see his father being torn apart by asea lion.

Oneweek later Eli wanted to see Machu Picchu and David wanted to visit Egypt.England and Germany were next.

Johnsuggested a safari. George wanted nothing to do with his crazed family.

Nobodyasked Eva what she wanted. So, of course, she was the one who actually showed upwith the airplane tickets and passports in hand. They were going on a surprisetrip to Indonesia. The exact location was a surprise until their arrival.

Ofcourse that when the kids (and the father) learned that the Komodo NationalPark was the main attraction of their trip they wouldn’t stop babbling about it. While Johnand David decided to go see the terrestrial fauna (“John, please, don’t try to eat snakes, and no, you can’t try the komodo dragon, they’re aren’t a delicacy.”)Eli was more interested in the snorkeling on the clear waters—interested wasn’tthe right word to describe how ecstatic the boy was, even letting go of thesnorkel to dive better and stray away from the tourists, dragging her along.

“Lookmom! It’s a sunfish!” He pointed to a bright spot on the water, standing faraway from them, going on and on about how sunfish was a stupid fish—but with agreat potential of surviving. “You know, they can’t maneuver their bodies thateasily so they might collide with a rock and die!” The blonde boy let out along, joyous laugh, only for a few seconds before Eva grabbed him by the middleand hugged his thin body.

“Am Ilooking at a future marine biologist?” Eli pushed his mother (the colorspreading from his cheek to his tanned shoulders had nothing to do with thefact that his mother just complimented his abilities) and swam away,disappearing beneath the clear waters to mingle a bit more with the water faunawhile she was content with just flowing around, basking in the warm sun and thesound of their fellow tourists.

Untilthe blond boy resurfaced, pulling her leg with more force than necessary. “Mom!Dugongs! There are dugongs here! Come on!” She had to take a dive, observinghow the gentle giant would swim with Eli and even bump her hand before the trioresurfaced, bringing the attention of other tourists. The creature was therefor a while and went away, with Eli on its tail.

Theyonly came out hours later, and it was a struggle to take Eli away, probablythey would be back in the next day for him to explore some more—the othertourists didn’t seem too happy with the way that the sea creatures seemed toorbit around him. “Thanks mom.” Eva laughed, bringing her son near andobserving the stark contrast of the necklaces around his neck against the newlytanned skin.

“Noproblems son. Maybe next time we can scuba dive.”

“I’dlove that.”

[rvlvroclt]

*writes* "Broke-back Mountain Reenactor" on your forehead

“Rude. I can’t even read that, but I know it’s rude.”