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.

Comments

[pitticus]

"Wait! Where are you..."

Oh. The box. He felt his wrists bending awkwardly as Clear pushed their molten treat up onto another conveniently place box. Could someone else be inside that box? It was difficult to say, what with all these boxes lying around and so many people to use them.

"That works! You know, it's gonna be kind of difficult to eat without taking these boxes off first."

[kuragekasa]

"... Aaaah, I didn't think about that! P-Pit-san-" Not Box-san, oops! "Would Snake-sensei mind if we took them off just to eat? Would that be alright?"

Clear really didn't want to disappoint him, but goodness gracious, he didn't just want marshmallows. He needed marshmallows or he would die. Okay, maybe not, but still. HE REALLY WANTED MARSHMALLOWS.

[pitticus]

"It's not like we're hiding from anyone." Cautiously, he lifted his box and peered around for any "foes", or even the cardboard-eating wildlife he'd been hearing about. Finding the coast clear, he flipped his boxy shell off and left it for the feast.

[kuragekasa]

"Then... this is okay?"

Oh my goodness. Perfect. Clear bolted for the other box, leaving his own sadly behind, and his gloved hands went straight for his stick once more.

"Um."

... But how was he going to eat it with his mask on?! Maybe if he just... sneakily took it off and faced Pit in a way that only he could see his face. After all, he already had, so he was more confident around him.

"There we go~! Much better," he sighed, finally lifting the stick over his open mouth to start devouring marshmallow-y goodness!

[raw_angel_power]

"Aren't marshmallows tasty?" sighed Pit, using the tip of his own roasting stick as a makeshift utensil. "I'm glad Professor Snake supplied us with some food. That saves us some major hunting and gathering." Though... wouldn't that be more in keeping with a survival class? HMM. Maybe he was just feeling generous.

[kuragekasa]

"Yes, it does! But, now that you mention it, that does sound like something one must do for survival," Clear voiced, echoing his very thoughts. It was just a lucky union of wavelength. "Maybe Snake-sensei is ensuring that we build up our skills until we get tough enough to hunt and forage? It seems that happens very often."

Having to stack one's skills to the final block, he meant. He lapped up some more marshmallow, savoring it despite the way it made his lips so, so sticky. Maybe he had to find some water to wash his face off!

[raw_angel_power]

Pit thought for a moment. "I don't know... I think the marshmallows are just a bonus. They probably don't mean anything other than 'he just felt like giving us marshmallows for a campfire'." Shrugging, he ate the last portion of his share. "Can't complain! I love campfires!"

[kuragekasa]

"Is that so? I never have been through one before," Clear admitted, swirling some marshmallow cream in-between his index finger and thumb. It was the last bit that was left, and he didn't care if he had to wash his hands afterward. At least he wasn't wearing his gloves right now.

"I've heard many interesting customs for campfires, though, so I have always wanted to come to one. Actually, Pit-san, one of them is campfire stories!" He grinned, eyeing him for any hint of a reaction. "Have you ever told campfire stories before?"

[raw_angel_power]

"I don't think I did," replied Pit thoughtfully. "I got to hear them before, though. They're a lot of fun to listen to."

[kuragekasa]

"Then..."

Clear crawled a little closer to the fire, holding his open palms out to it and relishing in the warmth it gave him.

"Let's try to make some campfire stories ourselves! They don't even have to be scary. They can just be fun and... um... outdoorsy! That is alright, isn't it?"

[raw_angel_power]

"Okay!" chimed Pit, scooting back over to the fire, since campfire stories aren't campfire stories without campfires. "Do you wanna start, or should I?"

[kuragekasa]

"Well... if you would be willing to begin first, then I would like that very much," he'd admitted, bringing his knees to his chin and curling his arms around his shins. "It would give me an idea of how these tend to sound."

At least Pit heard campfire stories before! Clear... never did. Whoops.

[raw_angel_power]

"Sure! Give me a moment to think of something... 'outdoorsy' first."

And then they sat around swapping campfire stories of various natures while they warmed up by the fire and continued to roast marshmallows. It was like they had completely forgotten that they were trying to hide beneath their boxes in the first place because they were having too much fun chatting.