NULLIFIED [ IC ]

[Revolver Ocelot]

[A letter delivered to all residents at 6:30AM, taped to all of the doors.]

GOOD MORNING, NULLVIEW -

As most of you have just arrived, we've been trying to make sure everyone is set up comfortably for the duration of their stay! You'll notice we have a lot of staff around- as you can guess, this isn't your usual apartment complex. We're here to support you as much as possible and hopefully cater to your individual needs as you see fit.

Consider it a vacation!

You may call for help at any time- and both our mental and physical help lines are available 24/7, in case you'd like to voice any concerns or gain access to help. You may also dial 0 in case of emergencies.

Since it's the first day a lot of you are spending with us, we've put together some care packages for you to enjoy and delivered them along with this letter! We hope these are to your liking and if you need anything at all, feel free to call in.

SINCERELY,
MGT.


[CARE PACKAGE DELIVERED TO SNAKE/OCELOT - ROOM A01-2]
A cardboard box sits outside the door, full of various grooming products. A shaving kit (two, even), some kind of face wash, as well as a few extra soaps, and some general niceties. There are some- unusual bits and pieces here and there, however. Particularly the pair of coffee cups marked 'His' and 'Hers', presumed to be extras from somewhere or other. And no, Snake. You can't just stay in the box.

[CARE PACKAGE DELIVERED TO LOKI]
The little basket of goodies comes with a green bow tied to it. Inside are a decent pair of slippers, a bath robe, and a few extra food vouchers, good for what would amount roughly to five USD each. All of these items sit on a warm, fluffy blanket stuffed at the bottom of the basket. Not a bad haul!

[CARE PACKAGE DELIVERED TO RUKIA]
Wrapped up in a little black bag, there are hard strawberry candies, a book of crossword puzzles, a small plush doll that vaguely looks like an octopus, a pen with a small black notebook, and a rather comfortable pair of purple striped socks- and is that some kind of rash cream? Oh well. Could be worse!

[CARE PACKAGE DELIVERED TO NOBLE SIX]
A small toolbox is left at her doorstep with several old-fashioned tools inside, including little wrenches, a hammer, and a pair of pliers. Next to the toolbox is a few extra towels in a basket, and one of those sliding-tile puzzle games that when complete, should make a vague picture of a flower.

It's clear whoever set this up had no idea what they were doing. Good luck figuring out the logic behind this one. Or anything. Good luck figuring out the logic behind anything.

[CARE PACKAGE DELIVERED TO MATA NUI]
The staff did not want to deliver this directly, or- at all, really. One lost game of Rock-Paper-Scissors later, one of the interns was running into the basement, carrying a box with what appears to be mechanical bits and pieces, and a small potted plant. He ran right back out as fast as his legs could carry him.

[CARE PACKAGE DELIVERED TO KHARN]
This package looks more like an offering more than anything else. It is a hurriedly flung together pile of food vouchers, what seems to be actual currency, some various snack food packages, some kind of romance novel, and the screams of another intern that should have gone with paper instead of scissors.

[Chello]

In a burst of light Loki was suddenly transferred to this strange place, looking around and wondering what the hell just happened and where in all the nine realms was he? First he was walking away from an argument with his brother, which is a normal thing and all of the sudden he was here in what looks to be an apartment that mortals would stay in. This definitely wasn't Asgard, walking to the door and opening it he sees the letter and starts to read it while going through the various things he was given. Was this some kind of joke? Or did he get hit on the head really hard and this is a result of some kind of concussion?

Finally Loki drew to the conclusion that this was all real, so what now? Sitting down on the couch he takes a look at his surroundings once more, well at least he's alone and his annoying but lovable older brother isn't around. Hell why not make the best of it, or at least try to. The young god breathes out deeply, and starts to think.

[Revolver Ocelot]

Ocelot was sure someone had called his name- his real name- before he startled himself awake in some tangled mess of bedsheets and spurs. This wasn't the first time he'd woken up in a strange place. In fact, he rarely woke up in the same place twice and this wasn't anywhere near the worst of them. Someone had even bothered to pull a blanket over him. But, just because it was 'nice', didn't mean it wasn't dangerous. For the time being, however, he was going to take his time waking up. He almost expected Liquid Snake to show up and start bitching about something or other and that- that was starting to give him a headache just thinking about it. Sitting up, he took his time carefully observing his surroundings. No, this wasn't a prison cell.

He groaned. Someone was obviously playing some kind of game here. He brought his hands- er, hand, up to his face and rubbed at his temple- trying to figure out the best course of action.

The spurs on his boots clinked against the floor without their usual measured precision as he forced himself up- cracking a few bones in the process.

The note on the door was quickly read over, and crumpled into a ball to be tossed in a nearby garbage can. It was time to get to the bottom of this, and that meant exploring- with his hand safely hovering an inch above the gun on his belt, anyway. On his way out, he passed by a cardboard box that only caught his attention for a minute, but decided not to investigate. It was just a box, right?

[Sentana bentara]

Rukai screamed, her breath was heavy, and her back heaved as she suddenly emerged upward. Though this wasn't the seretei or anywhere she was accustomed with. Her brow furrowed as she rubbed her cheek with her index finger. She couldn't make any words the whole idea of this was rather illogical. The last thing she remembered was releasing her bankai to take out As Nodt. Then her brother exchanging a look that made her feel nothing but pride. Her room was very bare, but since she had only been in Ichigo's room she didn't know exactly how humans used their rooms. Her legs were stiff and it felt as if all her muscles were slowly growing less and less tense. She wasn't frightened until she realized that she could no longer get into her world, for some reason or another, it seemed to be locked. She feared something had happened to her friends, but she couldn't place what. Did they lose? Was this her punishment for not being strong enough? Her mind wondered until she heard what seemed to be footsteps. She jumped forward until realizing that she was wearing her traditional clothing. That was until she looked down and saw herself in a white dress with a little bow attached to the side. She grew angry and stomped her foot down.

"This better be some kind of joke." She muttered under her breathe.

She quickly leaped for the door to see if she maybe could find a store, but instead she found a cute box awaiting her. Inside of its rather small containment was an assortment of things. There were hard strawberry candies, a book of crossword puzzles, a small plush doll that vaguely looks like an octopus, a pen with a small black notebook, and a rather comfortable pair of purple striped socks, and then some sort of rash creme. She looked onto the label,

"Maybe with all natural fruits..." And then in small black print, "And .01% Bleach* For griming away the toughest of skin conditions!" She read allowed wondering why something so odd would be placed in her bag.

Then she looked down at her hand realizing there was a small accumulation of ice crystals. Still probably left over from her use of bankai, since the effect did take awhile to die down. She almost chuckled to herself realizing what the creme was for.... Her bankai! Where was her sword? Her eyes began to scan faster than her brain could even understand what she was seeing.

"Sode no Shirayuki where are youu." She began to whimper, her finger again on her cheek as she bit it furiously. Where could it be? She questioned herself as she stepped back from the door only to find herself on the floor.

"Owwww." Was the only audible nose she could make, she looked forward to see what she tripped on, and it was her sword.

"Ahh!" She rejoiced grabbing it elated she found herself marching out the door.

"I'm gonna find who took me here and find out how I can go back!"

[Cfavano]

What could only be describe as a clusterhump of pure unbridled seething rage is what awoke in the room in the basement. "RHHHHHHARHGBARGLEFHRSAKBDUBNAKBDSA!" A table was flipped than stomped flat. The TV was picked up off of the stand and headbutted into a million pieces. The stand was then cut in half. The bed was ripped to shreds and then the shreds were hacked to pieces, then the pieces were blasted to ash, then the ash was reformed into a bed and then smashed to smithereens. The room was torn apart with such force that the very building shook ever so slightly. Then it stopped. The door opened to reveal a scene of unholy Kharn-age. Kharn then took the letter and read it. "Oh, well I say, this is rather interesting." He says in a calm, gentlemanly voice with a slight english accent. he collects his tribute, piling neatly on the kitchen counter, then, slinging gorechild over his shoulder, he exits his room, closing the door ever so gently. He then walks along the hall, going up the stairs whistling a merry tune.

[Teh Firestorm]

Is... Is this what Glassing feels like? It's bright... It...

Few thoughts were brought to Six's mind as she was floating in and out of a conscious state, lying there after what was thought to be the end. A bright light was the last thing she saw, and Six questioned what it exactly was. Not the Glassing beam, it would have burned her alive. It wasn't another energy sword, she would have been dead again. So where exactly is...

Six quickly adjusted herself to sitting upwards, mentally checking up on her status. First note, her armor is missing. The outer pieces had all been removed, but the inner layer body suit is still on. Second note, her chest was bandaged over the body suit. Likely the stab wound(s) she received from her execution squad. Third note, where the hell is she sitting? With no clue where she ended up, the situation is getting a familiar feeling. Looking down, she noticed she was sitting on a bed. Looking around, she felt like she was in some old hotel room, furnished enough. She then got up from the bed, still slowly as she was partially dazed. Someone saved her from Reach, but didn't drop her with any medics. She was fine, mostly, since she's patched up she isn't entirely hurt, so she figured she might be able to get some answers on her own. It couldn't be that different than New Alexandria, just a few days ago. Again though?

As she headed to the door, she saw her armor sitting in a pile, disassembled incorrectly, and still damaged from that firefight. Can't be entirely mad at whoever got it off her, but still. Six then turned to the door, heading out and looking around for a second, the note catching her eye. Pausing to read the note, she questioned essentially everything that the note had been saying, looking down at the toolbox, noting the utter uselessness of what seemed to be at least 300 year old antiques, and the towel basket sat beside.

Scratch that, these might actually be worth something. Six picked up the hammer in her right hand, and two of the wrenches in the other. Six turned down the hallway, closing the door slowly behind her. Quietly she headed down the hall, trying to get a few answers.

[Punished Snake]

A bright flash of light appeared before Snake as the last thing he saw was his twin brother Liquid. They were both fighting on top of the Metal Gear REX, but now he wasn't. Instead David was now somewhere in an area he didn't know. He looked around to see at least if anyone was around, and then he saw Ocelot.

"OCELOT!" He yelled as his emotions were niw a mix of anger, confusion, and utter destruction. "Where the hell am I?! He demanded. He then saw a cardboard box on the floor and proceeded towards it slowly. "What's inside the box?!"

....

Mata Nui appeared in a basement room where somehow he eneded up in. He accidentally broke a lamp as the last action before he was teleported here was him swinging his sword at Tuma's back. Seeing that he was now no longer on Bara Magna, he placed his sword on his back and his shield transformed back into its original shape, a purple beetle with green eyes.

"It seems I am no longer on Bara Magna. Which means that my friends are now at the face of terror of the Skrall." His bug companion just gave several clicking noises as it too looked around the room. "Rhough the question now is, where I am I?"

He looked around and saw a box in the room left for him. "I wonder what is inside the box." Mata Nui then proceeded to open the box as he now began to see the contents of the box. All that was there was basically shit in most people's eyes except for the potted plant. "This plant is most intriguing." He placed the plant on the table next to his bed and then went back to the box to ponder about the rest in it. "Why would they send me these bits and pieces of metal?"

[Chello]

Finally the young god took off his helmet and ran his hand through his black hair, he stood up off of the couch and walked back to the door. He might as well figure out where he is, he walked out of the door and down the hallway this place sure was strange or at least to him. He wondered if he should use his illusions to blend in, his clothing sure wasn't of this place. Or was it? So many thoughts ran through his mind, he just sighed deeply and continued on walking through the hallway looking for answers or anything that might help him figure out where he is.

[Revolver Ocelot]

Ocelot was almost happy to see a familiar face- even if it was Solid Snake's, and even if it was quite likely that this was not going to end well- the revolver was in his hand and given a quick spin. His thoughts betrayed him in a light, but secretive smile. "Snake." he purred, trying to betray his own confusion. "Did you sleep well?" He looked down at the box separating them, the one he hadn't even bothered to open- because for whatever reason, he hadn't suspected it of being anything important.

"Your guess is as good as mine." he said, giving the box a small kick forwards, pushing it just a bit closer to Snake. Just in case. They weren't alone- that was obvious by the sound of footsteps coming from behind them- Ocelot only took his eyes from Snake for a small moment, just long enough to notice a curtain of black hair and a face he'd never seen before. Without so much as an ounce of hesitation, the gun was now pointed at a young man with raven-black hair, but his eyes remained on Snake. This was not the time to let his guard down.

"You." he beckoned to the stranger. "Come here."

[Chello]

Loki stopped and turned around his green eyes locked onto Ocelot, "you dare point your weapon at me?" He asked clenching his fists tightly, "I'm not going to come to you until you aim that thing somewhere else. I'm no threat to you, although you do seem like one to me. And trust me you do not want to play around with me," Loki eased up a little bit, but his defenses were still on high. Slowly and discreetly he slipped his dagger into his sleeve just in case he needed to attack. This mortal didn't stand a chance against him, or at least that's what Loki would think. "Where are we?"