Hey, a Boktai gun.
I bet this will be useful.
Wait, reload. SUNLIIIIIIIIIIGHT!
Hey, a boss battle!
“It’s philosophy time, Snake.”
Let’s wrap this up, man…
Once upon a mission dreary,
while in my box, weak and weary
I grew tired from all the gore
Though I heard the colonel calling
soon I heard some footsteps falling
Falling out across the floor
“Tis some guard” I muttered “out patrolling the floor.”
“Only this, and nothing more.”
-
And though around me snow was falling
I dreamed that I heard Meryl calling
In a time before MGS4
Though Liquid held a nuclear missile
I sat and dreamed of an epistle
That I would write her and implore.
That I would see her once more.
When I finished with Foxhound’s chore.
-
But still I heard the footsteps sound
Those heavy footsteps all around.
Over the winter wind’s heavy roar.
And as the footsteps were drawing near.
I found my soul gripped with fear.
My anxiety began to soar
but told myself it was just the door
the door was stuck, and nothing more.
-
But all at once there came a tapping
A firm and strong, steady rapping.
On the wall of the box I was sure.
The box returned into my items
Whoever this was, I’d have to fight em.
This would likely be a bore.
Just a patrol to wipe the floor.
Just a patrol, and nothing more.
-
But oh, the terror of it all
A giant man, seven feet tall.
Holding a chain gun, I could’ve swore.
Covered in tattoos, head to toe
An ounce of mercy, he did not show.
I feared that soon the blood would pour.
and be washed away on the island’s shore.
Quoth Vulcan Raven “METAPHOR!”
-
I must confess, confusion gripped me
But soon the chaingun’s bullets ripped me.
And sent me sprawling to the floor.
I quickly hid and ate a ration
I feared I would find no compassion.
From him nor Meryl, of that I was sure.
I thought of the the tank top that she wore
Quoth Vulcan Raven “METAPHOR.”
-
I feared at once I would not survive.
Would I leave Shadow Moses alive?
Never had I felt this fear before.
But with determination I aimed my gun
I knew there was no chance to run
And I took the shot like knights of yore
And hoped his life would soon be o’er
Quoth Vulcan Raven “METAPHOR”
-
The bullet found purchase in his head
I knew at once he must be dead
I watched him fall down to the floor.
But it seemed he was still breathing
The loathing I felt was surely seething.
I expected to hear some ancient lore
“Tell me!” I screamed. “What is in store?”
Quoth Vulcan Raven “METAPHOR.”
-
“But what is this supposed to mean?”
“Is there something I have not seen.”
“Surely there is something to say, something more.”
“Is it of sweet Meryl that you speak?”
“Or the nuclear launch codes that you seek?”
“Tell me Raven, I do implore.”
“Tell me Raven, tell me more.”
Quoth Vulcan Raven, “METAPHOR.”
-
Such a figure I had never seen
What did this man really mean?
Is there some meaning I did ignore?
In my heart terror was reigning
Soon the Raven’s life was waning.
“Tell me Raven, what does Liquid have in store.”
“Tell me, tell me, before you are no more.”
Quoth Vulcan Raven, “METAPHOR.”
-
His eyes grew dim. His breath was slowing
The birds soon circled, despite the snowing.
His feathered brothers, how they soar.
He looked at me in quite a daze
And through a grim and bloody haze.
His life around him did pour
He spoke once, and was no more
Quoth Vulcan Raven, “METAPHOR.”
-
Suddenly, I had a realization.
That though I was serving my nation.
My life was theirs and nothing more.
Oh the folly! I was such a damned fool.
To the government, I was a tool.
Used and left, like some old whore.
And from Foxdie my life would soon be o’er.
My whole life has been, a metaphor.
200th post coming up later today. It’s gonna be a cool one. I’m posting this so it goes up today because I’m excited to see what you guys think.
-Fighteous
I just lost my eye
Now I can’t catch butterflies.
Worst mission ever…
melancholycontent asked: Where is the current location of Metal Gear?
What is Metal…Gear?
What are you talking about?
La li lu le lo….
Nokia Razor?
You don’t have a codec, Vamp?
Psssh, what a loser…
Hey Snake. Good morning.
Sunny made some eggs for you.
Uh… I’m not hungry.
What? You need scissors?
Sixty one of them? But why?
You sure you’re okay?
Former president
Drives robot to Manhattan.
Tonight’s top story.