Hobbies: Watching anime, playing video games, reading books, not having a life.
About me: Im relatively tall with long brown hair. Love video games and anime but novels will always be my heart :sigh:
Here are some of my favorite novels: Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, Lord of the Rings, Darren Shan Series, The Demonata series.
My Favorite video games: Metal Gear Solid, Metal Gear Solid 2 Sons of Liberty, Metal Gear Solid 3 Snake Eater, Metal Gear Solid 4 Guns of the Patriots, Hitman Bloodmoney, Oblivion, Splinter Cell Series, Final Fantasy 7, Kingdom Hearts, Kingdom Hearts 2, Assassins Creed, Resistance Fall of Man, Bioshock, God of War, God of War 2, Call of Duty 4 Modern Warfare, Baten Kaitos Eternal Wings and the Lost Ocean, Baten Kaitos Origins, F.E.A.R, Resident Evil 4.
. Wow, pretty big list.
Favorite Anime: Hellsing Ultimate, Hellsing, Naruto, Vampire Knight, Bleach.
Favorite Food: Anything Italian, Burgers, Chicken Wings.
Favorite Sports: I hate most sports.
Favorite Movies: Lord of the Rings, Interview with a vampire, Titanic, Hitman, Pirates of the Caribbean, I forget:>
I caught a nice nap on this revolving bed of yours. Too bad I was sleeping alone.
I'm not a hero, never was, I'm just an old killer, hired to do some wet work.
I'm quitting, those things will kill ya.
I only felt truly alive while I was staring down the barrel of a gun.
If you're going to doubt yourself, I'll leave you here. ... Never doubt yourself. Only let it make you stronger.
Invited? That's what you call sending armed soldiers after me?
Besides, some people just need killing.
I don't know what the heck my genes look like and I don't care. I operate on instinct.
You want to pull each other's ears? to Vulcan Raven after Vulcan describes the Eskimo sport of ear-pulling
This isn't glorious! It's just plain killing! Violence isn't a sport!
I don't like to waste bullets.
I'm just a man who's good at what he does: killing.
I never felt truly alive until I was staring death in the face.
Okay, let me try to say this another way: stay the hell out of my way.
(to Meryl) You haven't even taken the safety off, rookie.
They call mercenaries like us "Dogs of War." It's true; we're all for sale at some price or another. But you're different. Untamed, solitary. You're no dog. You're a wolf.
I don't need a hankerchief…I don't have any more tears to shed.
I've never been interested in anyone else's life...
See you in hell...Liquid. An explosion occurs That takes care of the cremation.
A strong man doesn't need to read the future. He makes his own.
We can tell other people about - having faith. What we had faith in. What we found important enough to fight for. It's not whether you were right or wrong, but how much faith you were willing to have, that decides the future.
A legend is nothing but fiction. Someone tells, someone else hears it, everybody passes it on.
There's no right part in murder. Not ever.
You want eternal rest? I've got it right here
We need to pass the torch, and let our children read our messy and sad history by its light.
War has changed. It's no longer about nations, ideologies or ethnicity. It's an endless series of proxy battles, fought by mercenaries and machines. War, and its consumption of life, has become a well-oiled machine. War has changed. ID tagged soldiers carry ID tagged weapons, use ID tagged gear. Nanomachines inside their bodies enhance and regulate their abilities. Genetic control. Information control. Emotion control. Battlefield control. Everything is monitored, and kept under control. War has changed. The age of deterrence has become the age of control. All in the name of averting catastrophe from weapons of mass destruction. And he who controls the battlefield, controls history. War has changed. When the battlefield is under total control, war, becomes routine.
Liquid's very own death star..." (About Outer Haven)
Anyone got a smoke?" (After Mei ling attempts to boost everyone's morale)
I'm not senile!
Without free will, there is no difference between submission and rebellion
Even if a pawn becomes a queen, it is still just a playing piece.
I am the boss to surpass Big Boss himself!
I will triumph over the Patriots... and liberate us all! And we will become the Sons of Liberty!
We're all born with a expiration date. No one lasts forever. Life is nothing but a grace period -- for turning the best of our genetic material into the next generation.
This is good, isn't it?
I believe because I have to, even if it is a lie, that's part of my mission.
It all began with a bunch of old fools. Now... They've all passed away. Their era of folly is over. I'm the only one left, and soon I'll be gone, too.
I never thought of you as a son. But... I always respected you, as a soldier... and as a man.
Everything has its beginning. But it doesn't start at one. It starts long before that - in chaos. The world is born - from zero. The moment zero becomes one is the moment the world springs to life. One becomes two, two becomes 10, 10 becomes 100. Taking it all back to one solves nothing. So long as zero remains, one will eventually grow to 100 again.
My son. Or should I call you brother? It's time to put aside the gun, and live.
(to The Boss' grave) "... No... The world would be better without snakes.
It's not about changing the world. It's about doing our best to leave the world the way it is. It's about respecting the will of others and believing in your own.
That's right, good. There's no need for you to go just yet" (After snake fails to kill himself)
to The Boss' grave) "I finally understand... the truth behind your courage."
Big Boss' grave:
A hero, forever loyal to the flames of war, rests in Outer Heaven. 193X - 1999"
The Bosses grave:
In memory of a patriot who saved the world 1927 - 1963
Just because soldiers are on the same side right now doesn't mean they always will be. Having personal feelings about your comrades is one the worst sins you can commit. Politics determine who you face on the battlefield. And politics are a living thing. They change along with the times. Yesterday's good might be tomorrow's evil.
People's values change over time. And so do the leaders of a country. So there's no such thing as an enemy in absolute terms. The enemies we fight are only in relative terms, constantly changing with the times.
As long as we have 'loyalty to the end', there's no point in believing in anything... even in those we love.
You and I are alike. Both of us are slowly being eaten away by the karma of others.
Sooner or later, your conscience is going to bother you. In the end, you have to choose whether you're going to live as a soldier, or just another man with a gun.
Which will it be, Jack? Loyalty to your country, or loyalty to me? Your country, or your old mentor? The mission, or your beliefs? Your duty to your unit, or your personal feelings? You don't know the truth yet. But sooner or later you'll have to choose.
Life's end... isn't it beautiful? It's almost tragic. When life ends, it gives off a final, lingering aroma. Light is but a farewell gift from the darkness to those on their way to die. I've been waiting, Snake, for a long time. Waiting for your birth, your growth, and the finality of today.
The taint of disgrace will follow her to her grave. Future generations will revile her. In America, as a despicable traitor with no sense of honor. And in Russia, as a monster who unleashed a nuclear catastrophe. She will go down in official history as a war criminal. And no one will ever understand her. That... was her final mission. And like a true soldier, she saw it through to the end.
There's a world of difference between this country and America. But it's only a difference of position. A difference of perspective. Coming here made me realize something. Half of what I'd been told was a complete and utter lie... the other half was a conveniently constructed lie.
Snake, history will never know what she The Boss did. Her story, her debriefing, will endure only in your heart - She was a real hero. She was a true patriot.
I want some instant noodles.
There's not a man alive who can resist my charms... well except you of course.
It's only when I'm on the bike that I'm free to be the real me. I only get off my bike when I fall in love or fall dead...
Wow, I didn't think that was possible!" (Marvelling at the amount of feces he dropped.)
Will this even flush?" (Marvelling at the amount of feces he dropped.)
Why do we even have a Cold War anyway?... Our countries used to be such good friends.
H-hey! Don't get any ideas! If you try to escape, I-I'll have to shoot you!
I-I guess not all Americans are dogs.
Wha...? A female spy? This bitch is wearing perfume...
Thank you. Thank you, for teaching me the joy of the revolver.
So you survived the Colonel's torture, eh? Watching this has made me realize something... it's really not that bad. It's the ultimate form of expression.
It doesn't feel right to shoot an unarmed man... but I'll get over it.
You're not a snake, and I'm not an ocelot. We're men, with names.
This reload time is exhilarating!
I love to reload during a battle.
There's nothing like the feeling of slamming a long silver bullet into a well greased chamber.
I love the smell of cordite. You know, that sulfery smell. But to you it will be the smell of your own death!
Torture? This is an interrogation!
We're going to play a game, Snake. And we'll find out what kind of man you really are. When the pain becomes too great to bear, just give up and your suffering will end. But if you do, the girl's life is mine.
Good bye... Mr. President...
Gift of the silver tongue -- they say it's a mark of a good officer -- and of a liar. Americans are too in love with the sound of their own voice to speak the truth.
I am Shalashaska. Also called... Revolver Ocelot.
Alas my trigger finger must have slipped.
Not so young anymore, eh, Snake? You're drowning in time. I know what it's like, brother.
The price of physical prodigy... Few more years and you'll just be another dead clone of the old man. Our raw materials are vintage, brother. Big Boss was in his late fifties when they created his copies. But I -- I live on, through this arm.
There can only be room for one Snake, and one Big Boss!
It was you who killed Abel and was cast out by Eve. You killed your own flesh and blood. What next? Will you pay for your sins and dig your own grave?
This is the liberty we won for ourselves, Outer Haven.
THINK AGAIN!" -After pretending to have died due to FoxDie, referencing the ending of MGS1.
BEHOLD! GUNS OF THE PATRIOTS!!
Remember the Alamo." (said moments before he fires a Davy Crockett Atomic Battle Group Delivery System mortar).
I am about to show you what hell is really like.
You're a tough one. But even you must have your limits. And I am a patient man.
Well...that was refreshing." (after Ocelot accidentially shoots out Snake's eye).
Very well. I'll explain it before I kill you.
(Last words) "Who's afraid of a little thunder?"
President Lyndon Johnson:
You are above even The Boss. I hereby award you the title of Big Boss.
Death is tragic, but life is miserable. That's why you have been summoned here.
I wouldn't be surprised if they made 20 more of those movies!" (referring to the James Bond series)
Unlike Sokolov, the thought of defecting never once crossed my mind. I love this country. I love this land!
Ask the father that you killed! I'll send you to hell to meet him!!
In the Middle East, we don't hunt foxes, we hunt jackals. Instead of foxhounds, we use royal harriers.
Have at you, Snake!
Snake, did you like my sunglasses?
Can you understand what it's like to know that you're garbage since the day you were born?!
There's a killer inside you. You don't have to deny it; We were created to be that way.
Following orders blindly with no questions asked. You've lost your warrior's pride and become nothing more than a pawn, Snake.
Love!? It's hate!! You killed our father with your own hands! You stole my chance for revenge! Now I'll finish the work that father began. I will surpass him...I will destroy him!
You took everything from me before I was even born!
A cornered fox is more dangerous than a jackal!
Now in front of you, I can finally die. After Zanzibar, I was taken from the battle neither truly alive nor truly dead; an undying shadow in a world of light. But soon... soon, it will finally... end.
Snake... we're not tools of the government or anyone else. Fighting was the only thing... the only thing I was good at. But at least I always fought for what I believed in... Snake... farewell.
I am neither enemy nor friend. I am back from a world where such words are meaningless.
Now... we can fight as warriors... hand to hand... it is the basis of all combat. Only a fool trusts his life to a weapon.
The path you walk on has no end. Each step you take is paved with the corpses of your enemies...Their souls will haunt you forever... you shall have no peace... Hear me, Snake! I will be watching you! My spirit... will be watching... you!
Rejoice Snake! Ours will be a glorious battle!
I witnessed the brutality...the stupidity of mankind through the scope of my rifle.
Alright hero... Set me free.
I was born on a battlefield. Raised on a battlefield. Gunfire, sirens and screams... they were my lullabies... Hunted like dogs day after day... driven from our ragged shelters... That... was my life. Each morning, I'd wake up... and find a few more of my family or friends dead beside me. I'd stare at the morning sun...and pray to make it through the day. The governments of the world turned a blind eye to our misery. But then... he appeared. My hero... Saladin... he took me away from all that...
I'll send you a love letter my dear. Do you know what that is? It's a bullet, straight from my gun to your heart.
My gun... give it to me... it is part of me...
The important thing is that you choose life.. and then live!
You're a cold man. Your mission is more important than the life of your companions.
No... He wasn't my brother... he was just a mindless robot... looking for a place to die...
Humans can choose the type of life they want to live. The important thing is that you choose life and then live!
Snake... What was she fighting for? What am I fighting for? What are you fighting for?!
The whole reason I got into science in the first place was because I was no good with people. I was scared of them. I was scared of life. I thought that I could never understand them because they're so illogical. But I've finally learned how to like people. I'm not afraid anymore.
Snake.. people die. But death is not defeat.
EYE HAVE YOU.