ＰＨＡＳＥ Ｉ [Here it is, his incredibly inaccurate profile. Has there ever been an 80-something year old bachelor that looks so fine? The fact that he's been thrust into some ballroom wearing a three-piece suit that doesn't belong to him at all (but fits well enough) is a shock in and of itself. When there's some weapons acknowledged and a scramble of some sort, Raiden's uninvolved. He's OP enough to not require outside weapons, first off.
Second of all, this outfit is constricting his movements (it's not tight, but it's confining to a degree). He's just going to start shoving his fist through NPC-related faces -- only the ones that're seemingly taking aim at him, which is almost all of them.
ＰＨＡＳＥ ＩＩ [The good thing is that, while he's covered in his own artificial white blood (minimally) and the blood of his enemies (majorly), he's not feelin' this forced love thing. He's not coupled with anyone here (to his knowledge) and any love-related interests are far from this VR game. He's absolutely not going to do anything to instigate a riot with this guy, nor this fellow. They seem occupied with each other in the distance, and it's not as if he's fearful.
He's just dealt with that centipede motherfucker and he was a pain in the ass, impossible to kill type of cretin. Notto diso shitto again. The bigger issue here is the electric fence.
Until he hears the brush rustle just to his side; as he turns to see what it is, and possibly be eaten by a deformity, he moves to draw a sword from his side -- except it's not there and he wouldn't even be able to access it with this fancy, shredded outfit.
He's like a cat with tape stuck to his legs.]
ＰＨＡＳＥ ＩＶ [Raiden's responsible for killing so many people; here, back home (planet earth ffs), and apparently everything in between. When he kills a straggler out for his head on a platter (possibly since that's the last of him that truly remains), it's done so with minimal effort, but when he has a looksee at the results....
Maybe Mr. Lightning reacted too quickly; he's fairly certain he didn't just snap Solid Snake's neck, but there's that old man lying there on the ground. He's realized some time ago that this isn't at all indicative of reality, but he can't help but second guess himself suddenly. He's squatting down by the corpse, searching it for a pulse or any inaccuracies (like he'd know Snake's body so intimately, jeeze louise). He's
no subject
[Here it is, his incredibly inaccurate profile. Has there ever been an 80-something year old bachelor that looks so fine? The fact that he's been thrust into some ballroom wearing a three-piece suit that doesn't belong to him at all (but fits well enough) is a shock in and of itself. When there's some weapons acknowledged and a scramble of some sort, Raiden's uninvolved. He's OP enough to not require outside weapons, first off.
Second of all, this outfit is constricting his movements (it's not tight, but it's confining to a degree). He's just going to start shoving his fist through NPC-related faces -- only the ones that're seemingly taking aim at him, which is almost all of them.
Feel free to join in.]
ＰＨＡＳＥ ＩＩ
[The good thing is that, while he's covered in his own artificial white blood (minimally) and the blood of his enemies (majorly), he's not feelin' this forced love thing. He's not coupled with anyone here (to his knowledge) and any love-related interests are far from this VR game. He's absolutely not going to do anything to instigate a riot with this guy, nor this fellow. They seem occupied with each other in the distance, and it's not as if he's fearful.
He's just dealt with that centipede motherfucker and he was a pain in the ass, impossible to kill type of cretin. Notto diso shitto again. The bigger issue here is the electric fence.
Until he hears the brush rustle just to his side; as he turns to see what it is, and possibly be eaten by a deformity, he moves to draw a sword from his side -- except it's not there and he wouldn't even be able to access it with this fancy, shredded outfit.
He's like a cat with tape stuck to his legs.]
ＰＨＡＳＥ ＩＶ
[Raiden's responsible for killing so many people; here, back home (planet earth ffs), and apparently everything in between. When he kills a straggler out for his head on a platter (possibly since that's the last of him that truly remains), it's done so with minimal effort, but when he has a looksee at the results....
Maybe Mr. Lightning reacted too quickly; he's fairly certain he didn't just snap Solid Snake's neck, but there's that old man lying there on the ground. He's realized some time ago that this isn't at all indicative of reality, but he can't help but second guess himself suddenly. He's squatting down by the corpse, searching it for a pulse or any inaccuracies (like he'd know Snake's body so intimately, jeeze louise). He's
In a very subtle, still-developing panic.]