SNAKE'S GONNA TEACH YOU HOW TO SURVIVE

[loveisbloominginmypants]

Who: Solid Snake Professor Pliskin and YOU
What: The Snake Survival Box Camp
When: Oct. 04 ~ Oct. 06 (Hi, we're backtag friendly here.)
Where: Deep in the forest where no one can hear you scream from cardboard cuts. Except you know, the people in the forest.
Warnings: Box eating is somewhere in here, I'm sure.



wait isn't that Big Boss no shut up get out

Snake had decided it might have been a class requirement for the students of Boxes 101 to join him on their free weekend for a Survival Box Camp, which he didn't fully explain. Snake also decided that maybe some students and faculty who weren't a part of Boxes 101 could come along if they wanted to. No, seriously. Who was he to stop them?

The whole trip was just supposed to like an educational outing, thrown in with some roasted marshmallows.



And then maybe a little "Kumbaya."



Okay. Maybe not so much of that.

Whatever the case was, anyone who had tagged along was a part of the Professor Pliskin 'Family,' albeit a temporary thing. With a forest to explore, things to learn, and naturally - box survival - a plethora of things awaited the eager (and not so eager) adventurers.

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OoC Notes:
Basically aside from threads specific toward Snake actually trying to be a good instructor, this is a free-for-all log. Get lost in the forest. Ransack a fortress or encampment. Eat poisonous berries. Attempt air assaults. Literally, it's a free-for-all.

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THE ACTUAL EDUCATIONAL PART OF THIS SURVIVAL TRIP

[loveisbloominginmypants]

And by 'educational,' Snake actually just meant an explanation on how boxes can be incredibly useful as shelters, hiding from enemies when you're on the run, among other things.

[raw_angel_power]

"Professor Snake?" Pit called out. "If you were to turn a box into a makeshift getaway vehicle, would you call it a boxcar?"

[kuragekasa]

"That is very creative."

So says the kawaii box.

[loveisbloominginmypants]

Snake simply stared at Pit for a few moments. "...Are you making jokes? This is a serious outing." No. It really wasn't.

[kuragekasa]

"Snake-senseiiii!"

One of the boxes started moving, and suddenly, one gas-masked weirdo popped right out from it. Did anyone know if he was coming? Yes? No? Maybe so? He's been in that box this whole time, so perhaps not.

"See? I did it, Snake-sensei! I even brought my very own box!" Clear clapped happily and began to slide back into the box. "Yaaaaaaaaaaay...!"



There he was.

[loveisbloominginmypants]

Snake totally saw that box coming from miles away. Who could miss it? Seriously. Clear was really... transparent. Obvious. Something like that. If anything, Snake still hadn't figured out a way to handle the... overly... eager... student.

But something seemed off about Clear. And Snake knew something about things being off.

"That box is all good and stuff, but..." Snake scratched at his hairline as he cocked an eyebrow. "...How can you act in a covert operation with a box like that?"

[blue_karat]

There was this bunny. She was sitting in a box right then not because she wanted to jump right into this lesson, but because she didn't want to sit on the ground, with dirt and bugs.

"How does one go about weatherproofing a cardboard box? It would be compromised by rain or floods, karat."

[kuragekasa]

Suddenly, the kawaii box had an umbrella over it.

[loveisbloominginmypants]

And that was okay, because Snake liked sitting in boxes, too. Well, at least his actions implied that he did. Because he was sitting in a box right about that time as well.

"It's true that I've had this problem once or twice. You can try to pack once box in another and shelter under that. Chances are by the time the first box gives out, you won't need to be hiding under it."

Then he gave something of a shrug, "But if that didn't work out, they make duct tape that's waterproof and you could always coat a box in that. Then you could have one box that you could break down and specifically use for storming weather."

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

This was the first class he made fun of on the schedule before enrolling, and yet, here he was. In Boxes 101. Deep in the wilderness. Participating in Survival Box Camp. Curse his curiosity.

Survival Box Camp. How to survive with boxes. What a weirdly specific thing to be taught...

"Boxes are useful for things, sure. Like storin' shit and sendin' packages. But how the hell are they gonna help us survive out here? It's impractical. 'Sides, it's not like you find this many boxes just lyin' around a forest on a regular basis..."

[kuragekasa]

This kawaii box at his feet disagreed.

[loveisbloominginmypants]

"Boxes can be used for all kinds of things. Just think, if you don't have the tools to make a fire, or you just plain don't know how to, you can just break down a box and light it up."

At this point, Snake was sort of spouting bullshit. He knew there was more to survival in the wilderness than simply boxes, but it gave the class an excuse to be outdoors instead of a damn classroom. He just couldn't say that. Although he contemplated moving all of their classes outdoor. It'd let his cardboard fortress stay up a little longer in his classroom, after all.

"You should always bring with you a supply of boxes," he continued in a rather matter-of-fact fashion, as if it was totally common sense to be accompanied by broken down boxes.

[forgetbeam]

That was educational enough for Kiyotaka, who had originally only taken an interest in the trip for the sake of silly notions like BONDING and TEAMWORK and MANLY ADVENTUROUS SPIRIT. But if he could learn a few things about how much more useful boxes were than just putting things inside, he was going to take some notes throughout the whole lecture.

Who the hell even brings a notebook camping...

[kuragekasa]

Kawaii box does.

... He's kind of having trouble writing in there, though, and keeps shuffling around to try to maneuver properly.

"Awawawa..."

[loveisbloominginmypants]

Snake was sure Kiyotaka was less paying attention and more writing secret love notes to girls who wouldn't touch him with the end of their pencil. But he wasn't going to call him out on it. At least not yet.

Or maybe he was. He was having trouble deciding.

"This is more a hands-on gathering, kid," Snake finally decided to address him. "Pretty sure you can't shelter yourself under a pad of paper."

[oogremi]

"I am having difficulty finding a box I can fit into."

She really, really is. She can't seem to crouch down low enough to make the disguise work, and it just looks like a box with two really muscular legs. Not to mention this class seems a little silly, but she is too polite to say it aloud.

[kuragekasa]

"Sakura-san. Psssst. Psssssst."

A skinny little finger is poking at her leg from a hole in a kawaii box.

"You can borrow one of my boxes, if you'd like."

Wait... He has more?!

[blue_karat]

Heeey, wait, Francine recognizes her from the video post! She's Aoi's HUGE FRIEND, right? During a lull in the teaching, she decides to at least introduce herself.

"Do you know Aoi?" It is probably the worst and most awkward time to have this conversation.

I GUESS A CAMPIRE CAN GO HERE

[loveisbloominginmypants]

There was something welcoming about the crackling of a campfire, roasting marshmallows, making smores, and swapping manly stories... about boxes, of course.

[kuragekasa]

The kawaii box was roasting marshmallows through the hole in his box.

What a nice box.

[blue_karat]

Francine wasn't too fond of sticky foods thanks to her fur, but between marshmallows and the donuts she swiped before the trip, that's pretty much all she had. She was gingerly eating some s'mores, trying not to make too much of a mess.

She was also still sitting in her box. Because the great outdoors has a great many bugs.

FISHIN'

[planking]

Survival camp? More like vacation, amirite? Flint didn't care about boxes much, but he did love the great outdoors, so it was no surprise that he was around and doing the mountain man thing.

He is out by the lake, fishing. And he's sitting on a box, that counts, right?

[kuragekasa]

Speaking of boxes, there is one floating in the lake.

Thankfully, it's right side up, so the, um... contents aren't left without oxygen. Clear is hiding just behind it, trying so hard not to be seen, bobbing in and out of the lake without a care.

Beautiful. Beautiful android in his natural habitat.

No Laughing Box Hell

[butterbelieveamanspromise]

After the class was dismissed to eke out a meager living here in the middle of the woods, four students from Hope's Peak, who had certainly survived something far worse than a camping trip without tents and adequate supplies (or, er, at least... one of them survived, technically speaking). They grouped together and found a spot where the trees weren't so dense and cleared away some of the tangled understory shrubs where they could make a settlement. All they really had at their disposal were boxes on top of boxes, a limited amount of duct tape, and box cutters. So they taped as many boxes together as they could and cut away at the edges that jutted out on the inside of their fort. While Mondo and Sakura took to building for the most part, some extra delegation of duties was doled out, and Aoi was told to go find food sources while Kiyotaka was told to buddy up with her and pick up any means of firewood, and occasionally to go fetch more boxes.

They were nearly out of tape at this point and the box fort only managed to be an area of about 6" x 6" and a height of roughly 6"- essentially the size of a small bathroom. When Mondo reached for his dwindling roll of tape, he scowled at it and scrutinized their box shelter. With their party, it was going to be so cramped in there...

"Aw, shit. I'm runnin' low on tape... You got any more?" Mondo asked Sakura on the other side.

[oogremi]

"I have half a roll remaining."

And serious doubts about their shelter's suitability. And questions about their instructor's qualifications. But those were thoughts born of fatigue, and distractions from their primary goal: surviving off the forest.

So she tosses the roll to Mondo and also steps back to examine their handiwork. It's not promising, but it was better than nothing.

"...Perhaps we should construct some form of awning as well, to prevent conditions inside the fortress from becoming too crowded?"