The MID isn't much help, since it only seems to map out the ship. So he's wandering around, looking at everything in hopes of figuring a thing or two out.
The delicate-looking glass of his arm still remains, and isn't delicate in the least, especially not with the reinforcements it's received thanks to the medbay being ready to fix the issues.
"Alright, so... where the hell are we?"
He might also be trying to contact people on the MID to see if they can shed any light on the situation.
[2. LOCK THE TARGET, BAIT THE LINE, SPREAD THE NET, THEN CATCH THE MAN (getting captured)]
It becomes increasingly obvious that something's off on this little outpost. And especially obvious once, while he's slightly distracted trying to contact people, he just gets straight up captured. Oh, sure, he tried to fight back, but they must have had some really advanced technology, because he was taken all the same. How could this happen to him? He should have been better at fighting, should have been paying attention, should have been... well, it's pointless now.
They toss him into a temporary cell with more people, and it's kind of embarrassing how much he struggles without actually getting anywhere. Sure, these restraints might be higher-tech and more complicated than things he's used to, but damn, can't he even escape just a little bit?
Eventually he stops struggling with a huff, choosing to look around instead. He's not the only one in here by any means; there's a number of others, and who the hell knows where they're all being carted off to?
[3. CELEBRATE RELENTLESSNESS MENACE TO SOCIETY (murdersport)]
Of course Liquid's good. He's trained in many types of combat, so whether he needs to beat people up hand to hand or go for whatever weapons are available, he's going to have skill.
And the crowd loves him.
Whether he's actually fighting or just being shown off, he seems popular with crowds. It probably helps that he's definitely not bad-looking (among humanoids anyway), and it's clear that even fighting species he doesn't recognize that he knows what he's doing.
While obviously there's slaves more popular than he is, he's doing pretty damn well on the fame circuit for a new guy. Is it really that difficult for it to get to his head?
Maybe he's in the middle of a fight. Maybe he's being paraded around the outpost for advertisement. And damn, he looks good in that collar. Sometimes that and a pair of shorts is all he gets to wear. Sometimes he's suited up in as much gear as they can fit on him. Some seem fascinated by his glass arm. Some seem to think their guy's better than him. Some resent the guy when there's older slaves who don't get as much attention.
Where do you fit in?
[4. CLEAN ALL YOUR WOUNDS, CURSE ALL YOUR BONES (murdersport)]
This becomes routine. Liquid's good, damn good, and while he can't stand the fact that he's being forced into it, eventually it doesn't matter so much anymore. He's good. He's popular.
He knows this isn't good for his mental state, but it's hard to keep caring after a while.
They've been showing off his skills wherever they could but there isn't another fight for a while, so they've taken him back to a cell, and he's clearly restless. He's not alone, though. Someone else is in there, and he actually recognizes them. He offers about the friendliest look he can give someone in a situation like this.
"Been doing well, then?"
[5. I BREATHE IN, YOU BREATHE OUT (a daring rescue) (ocelot and ??? let's coordinate this!)]
It's been a few days, at least. Maybe more. He's lost track of time. Or maybe he just doesn't care about time. It doesn't matter. He's here for battle. But he's not alone, not this time.
He glares at the intruder, as if that's going to make them leave. Sure, he recognizes them, but he's got a fight to rest up for. He can't just sit around shooting the breeze with someone he knows.
Wait.
He shakes his head. Why's he thinking like that? God, it's just like Del Pascia, isn't it?
He might need to get the hell out of here before he starts actually wanting to do this for a living.
[6. WILDCARD]
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Liquid Snake | ota | violence and the like
Liquid has no goddamn idea where he is.
The MID isn't much help, since it only seems to map out the ship. So he's wandering around, looking at everything in hopes of figuring a thing or two out.
The delicate-looking glass of his arm still remains, and isn't delicate in the least, especially not with the reinforcements it's received thanks to the medbay being ready to fix the issues.
"Alright, so... where the hell are we?"
He might also be trying to contact people on the MID to see if they can shed any light on the situation.
[2. LOCK THE TARGET, BAIT THE LINE, SPREAD THE NET, THEN CATCH THE MAN (getting captured)]
It becomes increasingly obvious that something's off on this little outpost. And especially obvious once, while he's slightly distracted trying to contact people, he just gets straight up captured. Oh, sure, he tried to fight back, but they must have had some really advanced technology, because he was taken all the same. How could this happen to him? He should have been better at fighting, should have been paying attention, should have been... well, it's pointless now.
They toss him into a temporary cell with more people, and it's kind of embarrassing how much he struggles without actually getting anywhere. Sure, these restraints might be higher-tech and more complicated than things he's used to, but damn, can't he even escape just a little bit?
Eventually he stops struggling with a huff, choosing to look around instead. He's not the only one in here by any means; there's a number of others, and who the hell knows where they're all being carted off to?
[3. CELEBRATE RELENTLESSNESS MENACE TO SOCIETY (murdersport)]
Of course Liquid's good. He's trained in many types of combat, so whether he needs to beat people up hand to hand or go for whatever weapons are available, he's going to have skill.
And the crowd loves him.
Whether he's actually fighting or just being shown off, he seems popular with crowds. It probably helps that he's definitely not bad-looking (among humanoids anyway), and it's clear that even fighting species he doesn't recognize that he knows what he's doing.
While obviously there's slaves more popular than he is, he's doing pretty damn well on the fame circuit for a new guy. Is it really that difficult for it to get to his head?
Maybe he's in the middle of a fight. Maybe he's being paraded around the outpost for advertisement. And damn, he looks good in that collar. Sometimes that and a pair of shorts is all he gets to wear. Sometimes he's suited up in as much gear as they can fit on him. Some seem fascinated by his glass arm. Some seem to think their guy's better than him. Some resent the guy when there's older slaves who don't get as much attention.
Where do you fit in?
[4. CLEAN ALL YOUR WOUNDS, CURSE ALL YOUR BONES (murdersport)]
This becomes routine. Liquid's good, damn good, and while he can't stand the fact that he's being forced into it, eventually it doesn't matter so much anymore. He's good. He's popular.
He knows this isn't good for his mental state, but it's hard to keep caring after a while.
They've been showing off his skills wherever they could but there isn't another fight for a while, so they've taken him back to a cell, and he's clearly restless. He's not alone, though. Someone else is in there, and he actually recognizes them. He offers about the friendliest look he can give someone in a situation like this.
"Been doing well, then?"
[5. I BREATHE IN, YOU BREATHE OUT (a daring rescue) (ocelot and ??? let's coordinate this!)]
It's been a few days, at least. Maybe more. He's lost track of time. Or maybe he just doesn't care about time. It doesn't matter. He's here for battle. But he's not alone, not this time.
He glares at the intruder, as if that's going to make them leave. Sure, he recognizes them, but he's got a fight to rest up for. He can't just sit around shooting the breeze with someone he knows.
Wait.
He shakes his head. Why's he thinking like that? God, it's just like Del Pascia, isn't it?
He might need to get the hell out of here before he starts actually wanting to do this for a living.
[6. WILDCARD]
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