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Reply to this post, and I'll tell you one reason why I like you. Then put this in your own journal, and spread the love.
call_me_snake: (Hummer- Recline)
I want to know 27 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, never liked each other, or if we already know everything about each other. You're on my flist, so let me know who actually reads this thing and who has better things to do.

Get to answering.... )
call_me_snake: (Hauk and Snake)
Contains Spoilers to the Escape From New York Novel

I don’t lie. Not verbally anyway. Closest thing would be my lack of attention. Yeah I’m paying attention more then you think.

[Locked from [livejournal.com profile] bob_hauk including all comments pertaining to the lie.]

We all lie to keep our sanity. )

Crossposted to [livejournal.com profile] theatrical_muse
call_me_snake: (Kiss my Ass)
What kind of stupid fucking question is this? Already talked about New York and I know I’ve talked about the government bullshit. You want me to beat a dead fucking horse or piss me off. Can’t decide.

Been rebelling for years back all the way to God knows when. Be better off talking about when I wasn’t and then you’d have no God damned post. Bullshit.


[Locked to friends and those with access to Snake’s criminal records.]


One thing I did ain’t no one knows about. Started back in high school when I picked up my first job. Things were starting to get tense all over just a few years before the war broke out. Things were getting bad back home. Not talking about Deadwood either, meant over in Ireland. Dad had done some shit for them too when I was a kid. Hey I knew even if no one said anything. That’s why there was an American flag on the porch and an Irish one hanging right beside it.

England was getting pissy and started fucking hitting up home pretty fucking hard. Stuck in school but started sending money over to the Army. Talking IRA, the Republican Army. Guessing dad knew but didn’t say anything.

By the time the war started out in the Middle East, sent me over and the first place we were stationed was England. Finally got to help back home. Found out England was thinking of turning on the Irish. You know use the whole fucking war to say they got to take out the trouble makers. Fucking bullshit. First time I did sabotage back then. Worked with a few been fighting for long time to free Ireland. We took out the trucks that were taking guns to the English up in Derry. Hit it with shit I stole from the stock yard for our squadron class.

Got to wonder what the damned English were thinking. Got fucking Commies all jumping in together and their fucking thinking of attacking the allies. Fuck them. So got in the action while I was overseas. Did a stint with the IRA and the fuckers backed down. Didn’t know that the shit they were passing back and forth through our commstation was getting hijacked.

Like I said though been rebellious all my life. Just one among many. Still get in touch with the Army now and then. They got the experience with fucking the government and I can use the help sometimes. We both got problems now. I got the fucking government here and the English still breathing down the Irish back. Bastards. I’d be over there helping out again but our own countries going to shit. I’m American first, then Irish but once things are in order here I’ll be back helping with home.


Crossposted to [livejournal.com profile] theatrical_muse
call_me_snake: (Fuck Off)
Title: Wait Until I Find You.
Fandom: John Carpenter (Escape from NY/LA)
Characters: Snake Plissken
Prompt: 011: Red
Word Count: 526
Rating: PG-13 (mild swearing and violence)
Author's Notes: For [livejournal.com profile] fatherartist who claimed When I Get Back I'm Going to Kill You!Snake. If you have not claimed a Snake and want to go here to claim one.
Summary: Snake escapes after Cleveland to nurse his wounds and issue a warning to Carjack for his trechery.

You Better Hope I Don't Make It Back )
call_me_snake: (How Low?)
If you had me alone... locked up in your house for twenty-four hours and I had to do whatever you wanted me to, what would you do with me?


Say whatever the fuck you want. Promise I won't get pissed no matter what you say.





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