DisturbedSpec

World of Light: the Endless Now (The Ultimate Videogame Crossover)

LOC: Mafia Town, 17:59 hrs

LVL: 1

WC: 1,245

EXP: 3/10

Interactions: OPEN

Mentions: N/A

Within seemingly a blink, a stretched shadow had eclipsed much of the coastline of the port; blotting out the moonlight and amplifying the bright halos of the sunset-tinted streetlights. He had known something had materialized behind him in such a short amount of time, and as he moved to peer around the lip of the container once more, his vision flicked immediately away from the position of the white-suited man as he trailed over the hulking visage of a massive cargo ship- was that a cannon? The PA screeched to life seconds later; causing the man to grit his teeth in pain as he could only now stand and observe the massive ship from his position. No lookouts, no ladders or deployed anchors.. The ship seemed unmanned, save for the thunderous voice of an announcer at the helm. Looking down and patting his waist, he felt the two extra magazines for his .45, plus the heft of the fresh one loaded and chambered into the weapon in his hands. He'd have to get aboard the ship, take out the crew or Marines that must be inside the ship waiting to-

KUH-BRROAAAAAM!

A brilliant starburst erupted from the oversized barrel of the cannon; the cacophonous thundercrack sending a shockwave through the docks- foaming the seawater and pulverizing the wooden boards of the platform as hundreds of orange streaks cascaded against the onyx sky like falling stars. The ship had launched its flak payload in an arced trajectory toward the shorefront shops, and he had calculated that it was an estimated ten seconds before the flak devastated the town. Deafened and hurried by the sounds of his own breathing, the man holstered his handgun as he turned and ran into a dead sprint toward the coastal townside in a scramble to protect the townsfolk from the incoming destruction. It was only at a hundred meters left that he had realized the 'flak' was falling slower than what he'd expected. The projectiles had varying deviancies of speed and distance, and when they smashed into windows, billboards, streetlights... they didn't explode. They got up from what would be a fatal fall, and immediately poised themselves to begin their attack.

A young man twenty years his senior had landed in front of him; executing a perfect tuck-and-roll as he leapt to his feet to turn and face the horned mercenary. The younger chisel-chinned and hair-swept man in question was dressed in a pair of swimtrunks and polarized surfer shades; boasting a disproportionately built torso and arms against a lanky set of legs. The mercenary dropped into a ready stance; teeth grit into a snarl as he felt the familiar urge to fight take hold of his being. He relished it.

"Sup gramps, you ready to make some waves?" The younger man asked. The surfer-dude had chosen the moment to laugh gaudily- and found the open-palm strike of the older man's red bionic hand to contact his nose- sending him flying backward as he landed back-first and skidded against the pavement before leaping to his feet. "Aight, RADICAL IT IS BRAH!" The Dude roared back, now sporting a cartoonish bandage across his nose. The Mercenary didn't respond; face etched into a concentrated scowl as he held his ground and waited for his opponent to come to him. The Dude dropped into a starter-stance, and took big, bounding strides toward the Mercenary as he reared his right hand back to launch a devastating forward punch; only to see in a split second that the horned Mercenary had dropped down two inches, pivoted his body slightly to the left, and launched an uppercut directly into the man's jaw with his right hand; before performing another palm-strike on the man's throat with his left. The two-hit combination had simultaneously propelled The Dude slightly into the air before launching him backward again. The Mercenary was damned if he let that tank of a man get a hit off on him. He was quicker in comparison to the Dude's heavier, slower movements- that was an advatage.

"BUH-GAAAHHHWWWK!" A sonorous warcry bellowed from behind the Mercenary as a full-fledged humanoid chicken had leapt onto him in a back grapple; causing the man to stagger forward and reflexively reach up to seek leverage on the casually-dressed poultry as he found only the ends of the business suit. With one hand on the thing's waist and another at his side, the Mercenary bucked forward and attempted to throw the grappler off- which only made him stumble and fall onto the ground instead. Face-down, the Mercenary felt the behemoth readjust his stance to move off of him as he felt his legs behind picked up. Kicking and attempting to twist himself over to unholster his pistol, the Mercenary was unable to do so as, within a whip of motion, the world began to spin into a miasma of colors as wind muted his hearing. From his benchmark of seeing the surfer slowly rise to his feet, he only counted two rotations in his heightened state before suddenly being let go and thrown into his previous target- the both of them now hurdling into the window of a port office building. The Mercenary, fortunately for him, had his former target soften his blow as a body cushion; finally slamming up against the wall and tumbling off onto the hardwood floor. The impact may have been blunted, but pain screamed in his muscles and joints as he fought the disorientation from being swung by his legs.

Stumbling to his feet, The Mercenary turned around, unlatched his Wu-S from its holster, and fired a single tranq dart into the Dude's head. The man's body jerked in place, then went lax as white comically-sized Z's materialized above the sleeping giant. Of course, he couldn't forget the rapid footsteps of the his new opponent charging into the building. Turning to face the approaching threat, the Mercenary was blindsided by the metallic frame of a stopsign to his upper torso- sending him rocketing into the opposite wall and out the other side of the building as he sprawled out against the ground. Eliciting a hoarse cough, the Mercenary rolled over on his back just in time to see the well-dressed avian leap into the air, holding the octagonal cudgle above its head in preparation for a ground slam. The Mercenary quickly rolled to the side just as the chicken landed with a downward swing- pulverizing the spot he had been in moments prior as he rolled to his feet. Within a second, the Mercenary had moved to close the distance as the chicken was still bringing the weapon up from its downward attack. Lunging to grab the stopsign by the middle pole, the Mercenary wrenched his opponent's weapon in a pull toward himself, before executing a right-footed kick to the being's diaphragm that sent the chicken into a doubled-over stagger; reflexivley releasing the pole which was soon tossed aside.

Wu-S still firmly clenched in-hand, the Mercenary leveled the tranq-gun at the being's head and pulled the trigger as the chicken collapsed to the ground. With both targets neutralized, the man turned on a pivot and made a running dash up to the besieged restaurants several flights of stairs ahead of him. He hadn't forgotten the words of the white-suited man, and with this event that had disrupted an otherwise quiet evening, he had wondered if that and had been involved in orchestrating this chaos.

World of Light: the Endless Now (The Ultimate Videogame Crossover)

LOC: Mafia Town, 17:55 hrs

LVL: 1

WC: 900

EXP: 2/10

Interactions: OPEN

Mentions: @Double (Captain Falcon)

Exhaling another puff from his cigar, the man decided that was enough. No sense in smoking himself into a haze if trouble could arrive at a moment's notice. Flipping the tube around to watch the red-hot ignition light slowly fade away, the man fanned the device before placing it back into his suit pouch. As the sunset horizon slowly began to reveal a vantablack ocean of glittering stars hiding among the fading hues, he looked back toward the port and resumed his expressionless people-watching. That was, until he heard the rattling, whirring and clanging of a standard bicycle being pushed to its absolute limit. He didn't have to look far; angling his gaze down at the port below and observing a suspiciously muscle-bound man clad in a Crazy Eats pizza uniform as they zipped across destinations. Even with security having died down at the port, he was sure that the local Mafia wouldn't take too kindly to the rubber skids on the pavement and various stretches of scuffed metal from the bike grinding along stairway rails. Regardless, it wasn't his problem to deal with. If anything, the eatery responsible for employing the guy would have to explain away their local space cadet. As ridiculous as it was, however, it was also entertaining to watch.

A few more zips, dips, twists and turns, then the man on the bike careened near a dockyard storefront. Just as the man completed his turn on approach, the store doors burst open in a cacophony of noise- led by the flung body of a man who sprawled across the boards seconds later as he struggled to re-orient himself to his feet. The horned man said nothing as he watched from the overlook; only making out the harsh deterring barks of the filing-out employees toward the deliveryman who had unintentionally skirted too close to their perimeter. Finally, stepping out of the entryway was a man in a pearled suit. Though slightly on the heavier side, the head honcho himself made no mistake in ensuring the underling on the ground knew exactly who was in charge- and it was evident to even other storefronts and commuters who, upon observing the rapidly evolving scene, altered their course to circumvent or avoid the area entirely. The boss was red in the face, and almost surely spitting in the air from his displeasure. Yet further analysis had stopped, as the mercenary had left his position on the overlook and began moving down the stairs toward the dock. This had taken his attention entirely.

Around halfway down the stairs leading into the port, the suit-clad man vaulted over the side railing as he landed to the ground below with a muted thud. The port gave way to the docks with sixty yards of separation, and a whole lot of active and scattered street lights illuminating the way as they began to cycle on. The docks and the storehouse were normally public access from mariners to commercial and corporate boats, but with the situation he may as well be heading into a restricted area. All the more reason to avoid using any weapons if the situation got ugly. The man slinked and snaked his way from pallet stack to forklift in a bounding pattern- momentarily pausing to peak, analyze, then move as he gradually encroached toward the situation at the docks. His movements so far had been calculated, precise- almost becoming some uncanny synchronization between instinct, intuition, and muscle-memory. Positioning himself against a blue heavy cargo container, the man sidestepped over to the far left of the giant metal rectangle- careful not to overexpose himself from the lip. Now he could hear the angry spitting of the man, still scolding the utterly terrified employee who didn't say a word in his defense- not like he could at this rate. Snippets of the boss's rant now reached his ears- it seems like that kid ran his mouth to the wrong people, but the 'operation' to eliminate the Mafia- along with everyone 'else', made him scowl. He could care less about the Mafia, but with civilians caught in the crossfire? That potentiality was something he would not allow.

With an estimated twelve feet between them, his mind had run through scenarios. Get them to leave the kid alone? Confrontation was probable if he just showed up and said so. His usual method of non-lethal elimination meant that he would have to wait until the group dispersed to pick them off one by one, and when they did, the kid probably wouldn't make it before then. Killing them was out of the question- a waste of ammo and his time. He just had to-

"Boss! It's coming!"

The man arched his brow as the group of men had dispersed to prepare for the arrival of something. Peeking over the lip of the container, the man watched as one of the store employees held a bladed polearm out to give to the commandeering figure. Dipping back into the shadow of the container wall, his crimson arm reached over and withdrew his tactical .45 from its holster. He'd lost sight of the bike-riding pizzaman, but as far as he knew the guy had probably gotten the message.

World of Light: the Endless Now (The Ultimate Videogame Crossover)

LOC: Mafia Town, 17:45 hrs

LVL: 1

WC: 604

EXP: 1/10

Interactions: OPEN, Intro Post

The evening was quick to set in on this particular day; the cloud cover previously sprawling across the subdued sky now parting to reveal a sunset horizon of lavender, tangerine, and peace hues. Away from the clinking of silverware and tantalizing aroma of various cuisines emanating from the town center, a lone male figure leaned against the safety railing that overlooked the entryway to the port harbor; clad in a bulky, form-fitting grey bodysuit with two handguns nestled within beige holsters fastened at his hips. The man's enigmatic appearance only served to deepen if one took a closer look at him. His face was rough, scarred and weathered from various engagements- one of which cost him his left eye as a black eyepatch was secured around his head up and underneath the base of a short ponytail of dark brown hair. Yet perhaps the most interesting feature, and the one that could inspire fear and also single him out of a crowd, was the large titanium carbide coverings fixated to the upper left side of his head; acting as protective sheaths to secure the jagged shrapnel still embedded within his skull. Unfortunately, this unwilling accessory gave him the appearance of having a horn. It was an ugly fixture, yet it served to remind him of how he came to be, and who he was now.

His remaining ocean-blue eye reflected the tranquility of the night's atmosphere, finally finding a brief moment of R&R as he dipped his head to glance over at a pouch that rested near the edge of his suit's side webbing. Reaching a red metallic hand down to fish through the pouch, he retrieved a short metal cylinder as he popped the cap off the end, stuck it in his mouth and inhaled as the tip lit up a bright crimson red. The man exhaled the herbal smoke out the other side of his mouth, and continued staring out into the glistening docks, lost in thought. The Mafia, though relatively harmless as far as he observed, ran through that dock with a smattering of goods. The days only changed in appearance, yet each was prescribed with the same set of events. Someone gets over-confident and attempts raiding one of the port crates, or perhaps even more brazenly, a whole damn cargo ship. Mafia promptly goes on alert, and almost always looks to him to apprehend the perpetrator- if only for how skilled he gets it done. It was a little monotonous, yet it put blood money in his pocket all the same.

Another puff from his cigar, and the world felt brighter. The ritual of his evening unwind was something he'd found to start making routine when day turned to night, and people were put off enough by his appearance to usually stay away. Usually. There was one person here who he'd seen on occasion, yet never met officially or on a call to action. A hyper-muscular man who wore the tight latex-like outfit of a comic book superhero; a bizarre uniform of white armored shoulder pauldrons against a blue suit body and red knee-high boots. Or, were they gold? He'd swear the man would swap them out every so often. Those white triangle-like markings for eyes on his mask would seem to shift with his expression, even if he never moved his mouth beyond a stoic frown. He didn't get the man's name in passing, yet the Boss had seen him enough to know he would be sure to be encountering him again.

Which is precisely why the nature of this particular night felt different with each passing second..

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Venom Snake

Name: Venom Snake

Origin: Metal Gear Solid V: The Phantom Pain

Appearance:

Personality: Venom Snake came to share many mental and physical aspects with Big Boss. He was a strong-willed figure with a somewhat grim, realistic outlook on the world. He prefers to work alone, but still cares for those around him. There are moments where he displays compassion toward his opponents and prefers righteous acts of justice, as he chose not to kill Quiet or Huey despite being in an advantageous position to do so. Believing that he was the original Big Boss, Venom Snake also shared many of Big Boss' habits, including his habit of smoking. Although not sadistic like Ocelot, and not as vengeful to the same degree as Miller, Snake does display a wrathful side. Most notable, however, is his selfless nature; treating anyone he grows close to, or anyone under his Command, as if they were his own soldiers. However, those that take the time to bond with him off the battlefield will see a side of Snake that, to date, only one other person has.

Venom Snake is largely observational, preferring to listen to everything before speaking, if speaking at all. He is methodical in approaching missions and avoids taking unnecessary risks; opting to maintain stealth for as long as he can before going loud. Being an opportunistic combatant, Venom never underestimates his enemies and always tries to stay one step ahead when he can; using the environment to his advantage whenever possible, and sees retreating as a last resort should he become outmatched.

During moments of downtime, Snake can be seen engaging in a variety of activities where the nature of the situation permits it. Most times if he's not enjoying a Phantom Cigar, he's listening to music cassettes on his iDroid or working on physical conditioning. Despite not being a socialite, Snake will engage in conversation when prompted- though there always seems to be an anticipatory caution that prevents true relaxation.

Lastly, Snake is generally understanding and receptive to the concerns and opinions of others, but harbors a dislike of egotistical and selfish individuals. He views those who place themselves ahead of the greater picture to be nothing short of a liability, and may outright refuse an order if such places him or his companions in needless danger. Snake is never quick to anger or have a hair-trigger temper, but if he is pushed around enough, he won't hesitate to strike back.

Background: Prior to 1975, the MSF soldier known as Venomous Doberman (Logan Woods) served as a member of the 75th Ranger Regiment, 1st Infantry Division during the Vietnam War. Following the war's conclusion in 1973, Woods signed onto a contract with a Private Force (PF) known as Blackwatch. Logan had served with them for several months before being deployed to Costa Rica to thwart Peace Sentinel operations, as the organization had tracked the mysterious activities of an agency known as CODESA operating in the region since the early 70's. On a quiet night during a patrol, Logan was ambushed and quickly subdued by an unknown assailant, waking up hours later in a darkened room and interrogated by Big Boss himself. Initially discouraged to abandon his team, Logan ultimately accepted and was assigned as a combat medic; dispatched throughout various operations as Mother Base sought to liberate the region from Peace Sentinel and KGB activities.

During the Ground Zeroes incident, Logan was on the Boss's helicopter during his rescue of Paz and Chico; having to remove an implanted bomb within Paz after noticing the abdominal wound. When the attack on Mother Base forced an emergency diversion, Logan provided covering fire from the inside of the chopper as Kazuhira Miller was only able to be evacuated. With the helicopter in retreat, Paz awoke and revealed herself to have a secondary bomb planted inside her; throwing herself out of the helicopter as Logan quickly moved to shield the Boss from the resulting explosion.

Awakening from a medically induced coma nine years later in a Cyprus hospital, the now codenamed Venom Snake escaped the hospital's assassin sent to kill him (along with its subsequent destruction) with the help of a fellow patient who called himself Ishmael; later encountering Revolver Ocelot as the two men journeyed into Afghanistan to rescue Miller from the Russians. From there, Diamond Dogs slowly built up and emerged as a leading PF from the network of established mercenary companies. Snake succeeded in rescuing Code Talker, capturing and bonding with both Quiet and DD, and encountering Skull Face; the latter of which was defeated alongside Sahelanthropus before being mercilessly maimed by Snake.

Weeks after Diamond Dogs became crippled from the second parasitic outbreak, along with Quiet's exit from Diamond Dogs, Venom Snake, Diamond Dogs, and the entirety of Mother Base were swept away in a tidal wave of light. Venom Snake would have never learned of who he was originally, and his legacy is lost to all but unknown to himself.

In the Now: Venom Snake operates within Mafia-Town; safeguarding the island where he can from threats as they appear.

Job: Mercenary Commander

Specialty: Close Quarters Combat/Battle Specialist, Infiltration, Tactical Espionage Operations

Inventory:

Wu-S Pistol: A bolt-action handgun with a suppressor, this pistol fires tranquilizer darts. As such, the rounds fired won't even penetrate glass fixtures. However if a dart gets imbedded into flesh, the cocktail of narcotics administered will be delayed in incapacitating the target (or ineffective at all) unless a headshot or neck shot is made, and even then depending on the target's resistance does it have a high possibility to fail outright. Against augmented humans and whatever have you, this weapon may have little to no effect and will require multiple, successful hits to be able to knock a target out. Fitted on his right holster.

AM D114LB-9: A customized .45 semi-automatic handgun with a black tactical conversion kit, extended magazine, under-barrel laser/light combo device, and suppressor. Fitted on his left holster.

iDroid: This handheld data terminal is capable of calling in support, providing encrypted communications, scanning documents, and can project a flat holographic map of the area in addition to monitoring the user's vitals.

Service knife: A standard-issue serrated black combat knife.

Bionic arm: A red bionic-myoelectric arm prosthesis was utilized by Venom Snake in 1984. The prosthesis replaced his right arm, as it had been lost in the aftermath of the Ground Zeroes Incident in 1975, although he was originally fitted with a simpler 'hook' prosthesis.

Sneaking suit (Diamond Dogs): The Sneaking Suit manufactured by Diamond Dogs during this time prioritized shock absorption and resistance. It was made of high-strength aramid fibers and has sound absorbing boots, and a shock absorbent and resistant vest that likely suppressed any type of damage that could stunt the user for a second. While not as armored as the Battle Dress, it is Venom's preferred armor type.

Lv: 1 (You start with 5 level-upgrades you can split between Powers and Skills)
EXP: 0/10

Abilities: (N/A)

Skills:

CQC/CQB: Rumored to have been trained in CQC by Big Boss himself following his recruitment, Venom Snake is an expert in hand-to-hand combat alongside close combat techniques with a personal defense weapon/sidearm. Venom Snake's CQC uses a blend of fast brutal strikes, heavy hits and momentum-based throws aimed to quickly disorient, disarm, and neutralize his opponents.

Gunfighting: Venom Snake is proficient in engaging hostiles with all manner of weapons, though keeping in mind things around his universe will be far easier to handle in battle compared to something from another universe.

CLS/Field Surgery: Venom Snake is a talented battlefield surgeon and combat medic; able to stabilize combat casualties and perform light field surgeries in the event that proper medical support is unavailable.

Athletic: Despite pushing his mid forties, Snake is not quick to tire out and can sustain long periods of physical activity.

Hyper-reflexive: Venom Snake possesses a greater than average reaction speed during an adrenal dump; allowing him to see the world as if it was 'slowed' for a very limited time.

Weaknesses: (Practical limitations, detrimental ‘stats’, and deficiencies. Include three)

Close shave: Logan had thrown himself in the Boss's path just before Paz's secondary bomb detonated; losing his right arm below the elbow, and ending up with 108 foreign bodies embedded into his body as well as blinding his left eye. Several fragments had landed close to his heart, with one prominent metallic sliver lodging itself in his cerebral cortex. Consequently, a carbide-titanium 'horn' was placed as a cover around the protrusion. Although capable of withstanding light impacts, Venom Snake suffers from faded colors shortly after waking, PTSD episodes, hallucinations, and can even be brought into a fugue-like seizure state if the horn is struck hard enough.

Phantom: Being a 'clone' of Big Boss in all but genetics, Venom Snake shares many personality traits with the Legendary Soldier. As a result, Logan's previous personality, traits, and mannerisms are either blurred or overridden due to the extensive hypnotherapy. This makes him appear subdued or stoic, and he can be often seen coming across as grim, cynical or overly pragmatic. He also lacks Big Boss's wit and detailed knowledge of weapon systems, and cannot interpret foreign languages.

Human: Venom Snake may be a legendary soldier, but that doesn’t mean a burst from a 20mm auto cannon can’t cut him in half. Sustained gunfire, heavy calibers, magical manipulation, or exploitation of weakpoints are all acceptable means of defeating Venom.

Spirits: (Any spirits your character possesses should be listed here with their type)
Spirit name - Type (I'm still understanding how this works, so any feedback would be huge in clarification to Snake's character.)

Rapport: (You can keep track of your Rapport here. As you level up Rapports, consider linking the posts here and listing what they give you) (Gonna leave this here for reminder purposes!)

Misc: [THEME] https://youtu.be/FKwVFWwA_x8

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Looks great! Venom Snake is approved, and you're good to post his sheet in the characters tab and get started in Mafia Town. If you want any further details about that setting feel free to ask. The next update is on Sunday night but it doesn't involve a drastic state change, so no rush. Would you like an invite to the Discord?

@Lugubrious

WoooOO! Excellent to hear, and yes I would! Just one more questioni...

What exactly is Mafia-Town, in terms of area, pictures- anything for reference? Is it from an established setting like Kingdom Hearts? Are all the chefs Italian and have cool Mafia names? Remember, guys like Vinny make the best pizzas. :)

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Sorry for not explaining it well! Each Ability or Skill on your sheet counts as one of the five allocations new sheets start with, and you can divide those allocations however you want. So for instance, with my Grimm sheet on the first page I used three on Abilities (Teleport, Firebats, and Hangtime), and two on Skills (Close Combatant, The Night Was Long). You can put all five into Skills if you want and just leave the Abilities section blank.

@Lugubrious

Excellent clarification! I've updated the CS accordingly and await your verdict!

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No problem, I know it's weird making gear into abilities to begin with since they're physical objects. If you want you could just ditch the ability altogether and go all 5 points on skills, then have the equipment in his inventory.

@Lugubrious

Gotcha! So what does that look like, in terms of formatting? I updated the inventory to reflect the appropriate changes, but I can't say I've any idea on how to distribute points across skills, or.. skills across points, or levels. Abilities are a whole 'nother alien entirely. Other than that I think I didn't miss anything.

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@Lugubrious Heya choom! Absolutely no problem at all- I knew that there would probably be some oversights in regards to this CS, and I'm more than capable of making revisions and adjustments as needed.

In truth, Logan Woods is a placeholder-alike on John Doe, since Naked Snake is also referred to as John, or John Doe in Metal Gear Solid 3. Venom Snake is, essentially, the Player's own avatar at the start of the game (as the multiplayer component uses this avatar when prompted to create them after the opening sequence).

EDIT: Encountering a slight snag with trying to work the Sneaking Suit as an ability since it's quite literally the clothes on his back. Help would be much appreciated!

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I'm already a demon. (WIP)

Name: Venom Snake

Origin: Metal Gear Solid V: The Phantom Pain

Appearance:

Personality: Prior to his hypnotherapy, Venom Snake was extremely loyal to Big Boss, and never lost his composure under pressure. During his days in MSF, Big Boss considered him the group's "best man" and held great respect for him. Before signing and during his enlistment with MSF, he was noted to be stoic, sociable and outgoing; able to switch at the drop of a pin into a hyper-lethal killer if the his life or the lives of his men were threatened. The rank of 1st Lieutenant didn't fill his head with ego, as he ensured to be just as a capable and effective leader as he was a soldier.

Despite being an imperfect body-double, Venom Snake was nearly indistinguishable from the real Big Boss by his men and those who encountered him. To those who have heard of him in rumor, it would be akin to seeing The Legend himself.

After receiving hypnotherapy and plastic surgery, Venom Snake came to share many mental and physical aspects with Big Boss. He was a strong-willed figure with a somewhat grim, realistic outlook on the world. He prefers to work alone, but still cares for those around him. There are moments where he displays compassion toward his opponents and prefers righteous acts of justice, as he chose not to kill Quiet or Huey despite being in an advantageous position to do so. Believing that he was the original Big Boss, Venom Snake also shared many of Big Boss' habits, including his habit of smoking. Although not sadistic like Ocelot, and not as vengeful to the same degree as Miller, Snake does display a wrathful side. Most notable, however, is his selfless nature; treating anyone he grows close to, or anyone under his Command, as if they were his own soldiers. However, those that take the time to bond with him off the battlefield will see a side of Snake that, to date, only one other person has.

Venom Snake is largely observational, preferring to listen to everything before speaking, if speaking at all. He is methodical in approaching missions and avoids taking unnecessary risks; opting to maintain stealth for as long as he can before going loud. Being an opportunistic combatant, Venom never underestimates his enemies and always tries to stay one step ahead when he can; using the environment to his advantage whenever possible, and sees retreating as a last resort should he become outmatched.

Lastly, Snake is generally understanding and receptive to the concerns and opinions of others, but harbors a dislike of egotistical and selfish individuals. He views those who place themselves ahead of the greater picture to be nothing short of a liability, and may outright refuse an order if such places him or his companions in needless danger. Snake is never quick to anger or have a hair-trigger temper, but if he is pushed around enough, he won't hesitate to strike back.

Background: Prior to 1975, the MSF soldier known as Venomous Doberman (Logan Woods) served as a member of the 75th Ranger Regiment, 1st Infantry Division during the Vietnam War. Following the war's conclusion in 1973, Woods signed onto a contract with a Private Force (PF) known as Blackwatch. Logan had served with them for several months before being deployed to Costa Rica to thwart Peace Sentinel operations, as the organization had tracked the mysterious activities of an agency known as CODESA operating in the region since the early 70's. On a quiet night during a patrol, Logan was ambushed and quickly subdued by an unknown assailant, waking up hours later in a darkened room and interrogated by Big Boss himself. Initially discouraged to abandon his team, Logan ultimately accepted and was assigned as a combat medic; dispatched throughout various operations as Mother Base sought to liberate the region from Peace Sentinel and KGB activities.

During the Ground Zeroes incident, Logan was on the Boss's helicopter during his rescue of Paz and Chico; having to remove an implanted bomb within Paz after noticing the abdominal wound. When the attack on Mother Base forced an emergency diversion, Logan provided covering fire from the inside of the chopper as Kazuhira Miller was only able to be evacuated. With the helicopter in retreat, Paz awoke and revealed herself to have a secondary bomb planted inside her; throwing herself out of the helicopter as Logan quickly moved to shield the Boss from the resulting explosion.

Awakening from a medically induced coma nine years later in a Cyprus hospital, the now codenamed Venom Snake escaped the hospital's assassin sent to kill him (along with its subsequent destruction) with the help of a fellow patient who called himself Ishmael; later encountering Revolver Ocelot as the two men journeyed into Afghanistan to rescue Miller from the Russians. From there, Diamond Dogs slowly built up and emerged as a leading PF from the network of established mercenary companies. Snake succeeded in rescuing Code Talker, capturing and bonding with both Quiet and DD, and encountering Skull Face; the latter of which was defeated alongside Sahelanthropus before being mercilessly maimed by Snake.

Weeks after Diamond Dogs became crippled from the second parasitic outbreak, along with Quiet's exit from Diamond Dogs, Venom Snake, Diamond Dogs, and the entirety of Mother Base were swept away in a tidal wave of light. Venom Snake would have never learned of who he was originally, and his legacy is lost to all but unknown to himself.

In the Now: Venom Snake operates within Mafia-Town; safeguarding the island where he can from threats as they appear.

Job: Mercenary Commander

Specialty: Close Quarters Combat/Battle Specialist, Infiltration, Tactical Espionage Operations

Inventory:

Wu-S Pistol: A bolt-action handgun with a suppressor, this pistol fires tranquilizer darts. As such, the rounds fired won't even penetrate glass fixtures. However if a dart gets imbedded into flesh, the cocktail of narcotics administered will be delayed in incapacitating the target (or ineffective at all) unless a headshot or neck shot is made, and even then depending on the target's resistance does it have a high possibility to fail outright. Against augmented humans and whatever have you, this weapon may have little to no effect and will require multiple, successful hits to be able to knock a target out. Fitted on his right holster.

AM D114LB-9: A customized .45 semi-automatic handgun with a black tactical conversion kit, extended magazine, under-barrel laser/light combo device, and suppressor. Fitted on his left holster.

iDroid: This handheld data terminal is capable of calling in support, providing encrypted communications, scanning documents, and can project a flat holographic map of the area in addition to monitoring the user's vitals.

Service knife: A standard-issue serrated black combat knife.

Bionic arm: A red bionic-myoelectric arm prosthesis was utilized by Venom Snake in 1984. The prosthesis replaced his right arm, as it had been lost in the aftermath of the Ground Zeroes Incident in 1975, although he was originally fitted with a simpler 'hook' prosthesis.

Sneaking suit (Diamond Dogs): The Sneaking Suit manufactured by Diamond Dogs during this time prioritized shock absorption and resistance. It was made of high-strength aramid fibers and has sound absorbing boots, and a shock absorbent and resistant vest that likely suppressed any type of damage that could stunt the user for a second. While not as armored as the Battle Dress, it is Venom's preferred armor type.

Lv: 1 (You start with 5 level-upgrades you can split between Powers and Skills)
EXP: 0/10

Abilities: (N/A)

Skills:

CQC/CQB: Rumored to have been trained in CQC by Big Boss himself following his recruitment, Venom Snake is an expert in hand-to-hand combat alongside close combat techniques with a personal defense weapon/sidearm. Venom Snake's CQC uses a blend of fast brutal strikes, heavy hits and momentum-based throws aimed to quickly disorient, disarm, and neutralize his opponents.

Gunfighting: Venom Snake is proficient in engaging hostiles with all manner of weapons, though keeping in mind things around his universe will be far easier to handle in battle compared to something from another universe.

CLS/Field Surgery: Venom Snake is a talented battlefield surgeon and combat medic; able to stabilize combat casualties and perform light field surgeries in the event that proper medical support is unavailable.

Athletic: Despite pushing his mid forties, Snake is not quick to tire out and can sustain long periods of physical activity.

Hyper-reflexive: Venom Snake possesses a greater than average reaction speed during an adrenal dump; allowing him to see the world as if it was 'slowed' for a very limited time.

Weaknesses: (Practical limitations, detrimental ‘stats’, and deficiencies. Include three)

Close shave: Logan had thrown himself in the Boss's path just before Paz's secondary bomb detonated; losing his right arm below the elbow, and ending up with 108 foreign bodies embedded into his body as well as blinding his left eye. Several fragments had landed close to his heart, with one prominent metallic sliver lodging itself in his cerebral cortex. Consequently, a carbide-titanium 'horn' was placed as a cover around the protrusion. Although capable of withstanding light impacts, Venom Snake suffers from faded colors shortly after waking, PTSD episodes, hallucinations, and can even be brought into a fugue-like seizure state if the horn is struck hard enough.

Phantom: Being a 'clone' of Big Boss in all but genetics, Venom Snake shares many personality traits with the Legendary Soldier. As a result, Logan's previous personality, traits, and mannerisms are either blurred or overridden due to the extensive hypnotherapy. This makes him appear subdued or stoic, and he can be often seen coming across as grim, cynical or overly pragmatic. He also lacks Big Boss's wit and detailed knowledge of weapon systems, and cannot interpret foreign languages.

Human: Venom Snake may be a legendary soldier, but that doesn’t mean a burst from a 20mm auto cannon can’t cut him in half. Sustained gunfire, heavy calibers, magical manipulation, or exploitation of weakpoints are all acceptable means of defeating Venom.

Spirits: (Any spirits your character possesses should be listed here with their type)
Spirit name - Type (I'm still understanding how this works, so any feedback would be huge in clarification to Snake's character.)

Rapport: (You can keep track of your Rapport here. As you level up Rapports, consider linking the posts here and listing what they give you) (Gonna leave this here for reminder purposes!)

Misc: [THEME] https://youtu.be/FKwVFWwA_x8

Posted, and SUPER STOKED! Also I'm gonna work for Instacart today, so I'll be back in 4-6 hours or so to address any changes or inconsistencies that y'all find- I think I filled this out well but things are liable to slip through, heh. Anyhow, I shall return! Can't wait to explore this world with everyone.

World of Light: the Endless Now (The Ultimate Videogame Crossover)

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