Thank you for the Nominations!!

Guess we'll do this thanking and promo shit by sections. Coming from both myself and the secretary but of course she's got me typing the shit.

Section I
Biggest Badass. Of course I am. Think I'll ever let anyone steal this title from me?
Biggest jerk/bitch. Murphy how the hell'd we end up in this category? I've been on my best behavior for months. Seems don't matter and I should go back to being a fucking bastard.


Section II
Choice Anti-Hero Aside from the fact I'm in the definition of what one is, what more reason you need?
Choice Parent. Fuck do I need to even promo for this one? I've got six kids, two grandkids and take care of what? ten others. If I don't got this one then something is fucked in the voting. I'm a good parent. Best there is for the crew I got to take care of.

Section III
Mun awards mostly
Most Likely To Implode From Amount Of Muses Some days I do think our writer titania_le_fey might explode or implode. We are talking about the wonam obsessively creating an audiobook just for me. Thankfully, hasn't happened yet.

Most Likely To Go On Hiatus But Never Leave She is so fucking guilty of this. Every time she says she is.. five hours tops and she's got something going. Love her for it but think it's only going to add to that implosion.



Thought about promoing for friends but holy fuck I'd be here all day. Seems everyone's got pictures with these. The writer wants to embarrass me so here we go... not a fucking word about it.



Now get your asses over to arpea_awards and vote. And while you're at it. Pet the mun's eggs:

OOC: Clean up

Snake's journal needs cleaned. First off I have way too many comms to take care of now that I'm working. I will be removing those that haven't listed prompts lately. I will also be removing any where Snake hasn't replied in awhile. This is simply because even if the comm is good it means that the prompt style or prompt themes are not inspiring him or me. The other thing is I will be cleaning up his friends list. Mun journals will be removed.. aside from those who are primary writing journals for others. Along with them will be muses I haven't seen around in ages or those that haven't friended Snake in return.

None of this reflects my views of mods or muns. I just need to make some sense of SNake and not feel so overwhelmed by his sheer volume of comms and such. If you are removed and wish to be readded just drop me a tag here and I will be happy to readd journals.

Titania

For writers_muses Blue

Snake sat on base watching the reports. The bombing of the states had started early in the day. Every soldier in the station stood around the TV and watched in horror. New York City, Chicago, LA were all covered in a thick cloud of gas and burning. Soldier knew what it was. They had all seen it on the battlefield. Several men had started to cry. No one said anything to them except words of comfort that dealt with killing the Russian bastards. They all knew men and women who had family, spouses, children in those cities and to everyone it was horror.

Snake just sat there stunned with his eyes locked on the TV. He thought back to all the treaties that stopped nuclear attacks and suddenly Plissken questioned the sanity in them. All those people. The Russians had to be out of their minds.

"Bradley." Snake whispered and stood up heading away from the group crowded around the television. He pushed his way to the back and out into the hall.

"Yes Lieutenant?" His medical officer was there but Plissken only pointed to the other room.

"You need to see the Washington dispatch." Bradley started to go white as he turned to head toward their unit's quarters.

Snake sat in front of yet another TV screen and turned it on. There was a moment of static and then something he couldn't understand. There was a view of New York City covered with the mist of light blue up to the second floor. The wind shifted the gas around in curls between the buildings. The images were not the problem. They appeared like mist laying over the city. The words were what hit him.

Washington Directive 12-43. In relation to the surge in crime stemming from the gas bombings of United States cities President Alderson has declared an emergency police state. This act is effective until control is returned and the crime rates are returned to normal.

Snake took a few minutes before speaking. "A police state?" There was another long pause. "Does anyone else know?"

"No." Bradley replied.

"Can we call home?" Snake was just as worried about his family as the others.

"No. Calls home are forbidden until further notice." Bradley looked down unable to face his commanding officer with this news.

"This is fucked." Snake commented watching the footage again. "God damned Ruskies."


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For true_writers Mun Prompt: Money

How does your muse make, spend and feel about money?

This is really three different questions so I am going to handle them all separately and start at the end. How does Snake feel about money? He doesn't much care about it which is strange as hell coming from a bank robber. The thing is Snake does not rob banks for the money. He does it to fuck with the government. He understands money is needed for survival in an economic sense. He doesn't crave money and he's not motivated to work by money. He would be happy just bartering skills and goods. To him money is too much like power. He knows why people want it but it isn't something he wants for himself. As time has gone on in the war and the gulf between those who have money and those who do not have it has grown Snake has started to despise money. He knows money and greed is what keeps the people he really loathes in power so he steals it. It is one small step for him in taking down the government.

Snake will make money any way possible as thing stand. He prefers to make an honest living. He likes to work and in some cases is an over focused workaholic. Theft, black market, gunfighting and gambling are his chosen canon method. In game he's started a car shop which is one part something to keep him stable, one part money laundering and a way to keep up appearances. Snake believes that the best place to hide is directly in the open. With a family this is how it manifests in a situation where he really needs to blend in as just some guy when he chooses.

Spending. Now that's where it gets crazy. Snake refuses to have anything but the best. He travels first class and only drinks the best booze. For the most part this is a direct result of his hatred of the rich and obnoxiously wealthy in his world. The other reason is that the ability to purchase anything, even food is nearly impossible and has been for years. He also likes to give gifts which when paired with his love of luxury and his large family can lead to big spending. He loves good food too which adds another expense. Other big tickets as far as spending are vice. Booze, drugs and women for the most part.

One comment that Snake would like to add is that change is terrible. The noisy shit makes it hard to hide. He hates change.


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I brought you something honey.