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helpfromafriend2. Character Information
Name: David, Solid Snake
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Fandom: Metal Gear Solid
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3. Character Information II
Age/Appearance: He appears much older than he really is. His actual age is 38 but he appears closer to 45 or 50, even though his hair is just starting to turn gray. He's roughly six feet tall with brown hair and blueish-green eyes. He has the muscular build of a career solider.
History: http://metalgear.wikia.com/wiki/Solid_Snake
I'm taking him from during the Manhattan Incident, taking place in 2009.
Personality:
Snake's personality is a hard thing for those around him to figure out. Nearly everything about him is filled with contradictions. He outwardly seems to be a loner, but he has gathered a close-knit group of loyal friends. Likewise, he is fiercely loyal to those he calls friends. He is one of those people who is truly selfless when it comes to a mission or saving lives. This often makes him appear suicidal but that isn't the case, he is just willing to put his life on the line so others don't have to. He's sometimes called: “The man who makes the impossible possible.” Through the course of his life, Snake has been on many missions where the odds were stacked so high against him he couldn't see daylight but he was always able to complete his mission, for better or worse.
He's very intelligent but comes off very dense about various things. The denseness can be attributed to his very mission based thinking. Sometimes... for him, nothing outside of the mission exists. But at the same time he is very aware of the consequences of his actions.
The one thing he hates more than anything else is being used. Which is an odd quality for a soldier, and the same reason he retired. He didn't like being a tool for destruction. The loved the thrill of battle but hated the killing. That said, by working with Otacon in Philanthropy, he found a middle ground in non-lethal force to accomplish their goals(the sabotage and destruction of ). Snake's own personal goal is to leave the world as a better place for future generations.
Despite having done some heroic deeds in his life, Snake doesn't think of himself as a hero or a legend as some like to call him. He likes to remind people he's just a soldier and that legends and heroes are just stories. At those times he has something of a philosophical streak about him.
Snake has an odd, sometimes dark and crude sense of humor. It's not uncommon for him to crack a joke or two at the worst possible time. He likes to tease those around him now and then. Usually by bringing up an embarrassing moment they had in the past. He's also not above openly gawking at pretty women and can be something of a perv if left to his own devices... and his 'gentleman mags.'
Added to all this Snake does have PTSD which was brought on after his mission to Outer Heaven. It is likely that main reason he got it is because he had to kill his father, Big Boss, in order to complete his mission. Outwardly, he seems to deal with it well but he has mentioned he has terrible nightmares and after the Shadow Moses incident he described himself as 'drinking too much.' However, after the formation of Philanthropy and Snake's involvement he seems to have found a purpose which helps him through his issues.
If let to his own devices and without a purpose, Snake gravitates toward solitude and alcohol to help numb the pain. The solitude is strictly so he doesn't hurt anyone. He has immense trouble with close personal relationships, while he may flirt and seem interested, he has this nagging feeling that anyone who gets too close will die or betray him or worse. Otacon's similar history with relationships helped bond the two together in a sort of mutual understanding.
Sexual Preferences/Orientation: He doesn't have much time for sex but he does appreciate it. He's known for ogling women openly and flirting(badly). He sees nothing wrong with sex; he's sterile and can't have kids... that makes sex purely recreational for him.
As for preference, he obviously likes women and prefers them but he is also prone to forming deep attachments to men as well as women. That being said, he can be identified as straight or borderline pansexual.
His way of life doesn't allow for many long term relationships. He keeps friends longer than he does lovers. Despite his flirting, it is also clear that he isn't very experienced romantically and has a tendency to freeze up when things get hot.
Powers: He has no supernatural powers. However, he is infected with a virus called FOXDIE, it's a designer virus that will only target certain people based on their DNA. Snake is one of those people, right now the virus is dormant but he has no idea when or if it will kill him. Unknown to him, the virus is mutating and has the potential to start killing everyone around him indiscriminately.
I'm hesitant to call this next thing a 'power' but Snake is a clone with a shortened lifespan. Within a few years his body will begin to age rapidly.
Other than that, Snake is a very skilled fighter and soldier though he has been called “The man who makes the impossible possible.”
Reason for playing: Quite frankly, I miss playing him. I used to play him a couple years ago. He's a character that comes very naturally to me. I think it would be fun to play in this sort of setting.
4. Original Character Supplement
World History: What kind of world is your character from? This part can be short, but it must focus on the particular character's context. What was their world like, from their point of view?
Character History: Let us have a summary of the highlights, the turning points of your character's history. What was it that made them who they are?
5. Samples
First-Person: (5-10 sentences)
Look, I don't really care what's going on. I don't really care where the hell I am either. I just need a few answers. Can I leave here or not? If it's not you damn well better point me in the direction of who runs the place. If you can't do that... well, you better know where the hell the closest bar is.
Third-Person: (200 words minimum)
He didn't have a shot. The girl, Emma, blocked it. Vamp was using her as a human shield and the angle was all wrong. Here's hoping the kid had a better shot than he did. That freak had his knife pressed to her back, he knew he did even if he couldn't see it. They had to end this quick.
C'mon, kid, take the shot, he thought to himself as he watched it unfold through his sniper scope.
A shot rang out. That freak fell away and Emma...
It couldn't have taken him more than a half second to realize she'd been stabbed. His movements switched to instinct. He was on his feet and headed toward her before she even hit the ground. He pulled his sidearm to take out a pair of armed Cyphers along the way. He quickly made his way across the narrow pontoon bridge where she lay.
If he's killed her...
Once to her, he did a quick field check. She'd been stabbed, in the back. That bastard stabbed her in the back! No time to think about it. She's still breathing, there may still be time. He quickly applied a gel bandage. He couldn't do proper first-aid here. Water on either side and enemies still looking for them. He had to get her out of here.
“Hang in there, Emma,” he muttered as he heaved her up onto his shoulders. She was conscious but just barely. This wasn't the first time he'd had to haul wounded out of the line of fire. He had to go further with her than he would have liked. When he finally made it to the lab, the bleeding still hadn't stopped despite his efforts. It was bad. The blade got some internal organs... she was dying and she knew it.
There was still time for her to do what they came here to do. Maybe.... just maybe, she could still end all this.
The fate of the world in the hands of a dying girl.
Third-Person #2: (200 words minimum) This sample should be rated R to NC-17, and be erotically-focused. It does not have to be explicit smut.
She was pissed. At him.
He couldn't blame her. After Shadow Moses he couldn't stand himself, let alone let anyone else close to him. She looked up to him, she wanted to be close to him. She... wanted him. Sure, she was younger than him but when had that ever stopped him? But he... couldn't. After what happened at Shadow Moses, with her life in the balance... They used her against him. Told him if he broke under the torture they'd--and he almost...
She was yelling at him now. She shoved him up against a wall and he let her. She wanted him to open up, he knew that but every time he opened his mouth he just couldn't. This time, when he opened his mouth, she forced a kiss.
Oh, god she was rubbing against him. Her anger had somehow transformed into something else. No, not transformed, redirected.
He felt her hand on him, jerking rougher than he would have liked. It didn't stop him from hardening, it didn't stop him from liking it.
He should say something... he knew he should say something but now she was moving her mouth along his neck and biting. “Meryl...” he finally managed. He brought his hands up to her shoulders, half-heartily trying to stop her movement. And she did pause but only growl out what she wanted. What she wanted... he could do that. He might not be able to open up for her but he could do that for her.
She was gone the next day.
Name: David, Solid Snake
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3. Character Information II
Age/Appearance: He appears much older than he really is. His actual age is 38 but he appears closer to 45 or 50, even though his hair is just starting to turn gray. He's roughly six feet tall with brown hair and blueish-green eyes. He has the muscular build of a career solider.
History: http://metalgear.wikia.com/wiki/Solid_Snake
I'm taking him from during the Manhattan Incident, taking place in 2009.
Personality:
Snake's personality is a hard thing for those around him to figure out. Nearly everything about him is filled with contradictions. He outwardly seems to be a loner, but he has gathered a close-knit group of loyal friends. Likewise, he is fiercely loyal to those he calls friends. He is one of those people who is truly selfless when it comes to a mission or saving lives. This often makes him appear suicidal but that isn't the case, he is just willing to put his life on the line so others don't have to. He's sometimes called: “The man who makes the impossible possible.” Through the course of his life, Snake has been on many missions where the odds were stacked so high against him he couldn't see daylight but he was always able to complete his mission, for better or worse.
He's very intelligent but comes off very dense about various things. The denseness can be attributed to his very mission based thinking. Sometimes... for him, nothing outside of the mission exists. But at the same time he is very aware of the consequences of his actions.
The one thing he hates more than anything else is being used. Which is an odd quality for a soldier, and the same reason he retired. He didn't like being a tool for destruction. The loved the thrill of battle but hated the killing. That said, by working with Otacon in Philanthropy, he found a middle ground in non-lethal force to accomplish their goals(the sabotage and destruction of ). Snake's own personal goal is to leave the world as a better place for future generations.
Despite having done some heroic deeds in his life, Snake doesn't think of himself as a hero or a legend as some like to call him. He likes to remind people he's just a soldier and that legends and heroes are just stories. At those times he has something of a philosophical streak about him.
Snake has an odd, sometimes dark and crude sense of humor. It's not uncommon for him to crack a joke or two at the worst possible time. He likes to tease those around him now and then. Usually by bringing up an embarrassing moment they had in the past. He's also not above openly gawking at pretty women and can be something of a perv if left to his own devices... and his 'gentleman mags.'
Added to all this Snake does have PTSD which was brought on after his mission to Outer Heaven. It is likely that main reason he got it is because he had to kill his father, Big Boss, in order to complete his mission. Outwardly, he seems to deal with it well but he has mentioned he has terrible nightmares and after the Shadow Moses incident he described himself as 'drinking too much.' However, after the formation of Philanthropy and Snake's involvement he seems to have found a purpose which helps him through his issues.
If let to his own devices and without a purpose, Snake gravitates toward solitude and alcohol to help numb the pain. The solitude is strictly so he doesn't hurt anyone. He has immense trouble with close personal relationships, while he may flirt and seem interested, he has this nagging feeling that anyone who gets too close will die or betray him or worse. Otacon's similar history with relationships helped bond the two together in a sort of mutual understanding.
Sexual Preferences/Orientation: He doesn't have much time for sex but he does appreciate it. He's known for ogling women openly and flirting(badly). He sees nothing wrong with sex; he's sterile and can't have kids... that makes sex purely recreational for him.
As for preference, he obviously likes women and prefers them but he is also prone to forming deep attachments to men as well as women. That being said, he can be identified as straight or borderline pansexual.
His way of life doesn't allow for many long term relationships. He keeps friends longer than he does lovers. Despite his flirting, it is also clear that he isn't very experienced romantically and has a tendency to freeze up when things get hot.
Powers: He has no supernatural powers. However, he is infected with a virus called FOXDIE, it's a designer virus that will only target certain people based on their DNA. Snake is one of those people, right now the virus is dormant but he has no idea when or if it will kill him. Unknown to him, the virus is mutating and has the potential to start killing everyone around him indiscriminately.
I'm hesitant to call this next thing a 'power' but Snake is a clone with a shortened lifespan. Within a few years his body will begin to age rapidly.
Other than that, Snake is a very skilled fighter and soldier though he has been called “The man who makes the impossible possible.”
Reason for playing: Quite frankly, I miss playing him. I used to play him a couple years ago. He's a character that comes very naturally to me. I think it would be fun to play in this sort of setting.
4. Original Character Supplement
World History: What kind of world is your character from? This part can be short, but it must focus on the particular character's context. What was their world like, from their point of view?
Character History: Let us have a summary of the highlights, the turning points of your character's history. What was it that made them who they are?
5. Samples
First-Person: (5-10 sentences)
Look, I don't really care what's going on. I don't really care where the hell I am either. I just need a few answers. Can I leave here or not? If it's not you damn well better point me in the direction of who runs the place. If you can't do that... well, you better know where the hell the closest bar is.
Third-Person: (200 words minimum)
He didn't have a shot. The girl, Emma, blocked it. Vamp was using her as a human shield and the angle was all wrong. Here's hoping the kid had a better shot than he did. That freak had his knife pressed to her back, he knew he did even if he couldn't see it. They had to end this quick.
C'mon, kid, take the shot, he thought to himself as he watched it unfold through his sniper scope.
A shot rang out. That freak fell away and Emma...
It couldn't have taken him more than a half second to realize she'd been stabbed. His movements switched to instinct. He was on his feet and headed toward her before she even hit the ground. He pulled his sidearm to take out a pair of armed Cyphers along the way. He quickly made his way across the narrow pontoon bridge where she lay.
If he's killed her...
Once to her, he did a quick field check. She'd been stabbed, in the back. That bastard stabbed her in the back! No time to think about it. She's still breathing, there may still be time. He quickly applied a gel bandage. He couldn't do proper first-aid here. Water on either side and enemies still looking for them. He had to get her out of here.
“Hang in there, Emma,” he muttered as he heaved her up onto his shoulders. She was conscious but just barely. This wasn't the first time he'd had to haul wounded out of the line of fire. He had to go further with her than he would have liked. When he finally made it to the lab, the bleeding still hadn't stopped despite his efforts. It was bad. The blade got some internal organs... she was dying and she knew it.
There was still time for her to do what they came here to do. Maybe.... just maybe, she could still end all this.
The fate of the world in the hands of a dying girl.
Third-Person #2: (200 words minimum) This sample should be rated R to NC-17, and be erotically-focused. It does not have to be explicit smut.
She was pissed. At him.
He couldn't blame her. After Shadow Moses he couldn't stand himself, let alone let anyone else close to him. She looked up to him, she wanted to be close to him. She... wanted him. Sure, she was younger than him but when had that ever stopped him? But he... couldn't. After what happened at Shadow Moses, with her life in the balance... They used her against him. Told him if he broke under the torture they'd--and he almost...
She was yelling at him now. She shoved him up against a wall and he let her. She wanted him to open up, he knew that but every time he opened his mouth he just couldn't. This time, when he opened his mouth, she forced a kiss.
Oh, god she was rubbing against him. Her anger had somehow transformed into something else. No, not transformed, redirected.
He felt her hand on him, jerking rougher than he would have liked. It didn't stop him from hardening, it didn't stop him from liking it.
He should say something... he knew he should say something but now she was moving her mouth along his neck and biting. “Meryl...” he finally managed. He brought his hands up to her shoulders, half-heartily trying to stop her movement. And she did pause but only growl out what she wanted. What she wanted... he could do that. He might not be able to open up for her but he could do that for her.
She was gone the next day.
